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AFTERGLOW PT 2

charlie bushnell x reader

warnings: fluff, smau

summary: pt 2 to afterglow

a/n pt 1 is here

liked by iamcharliebushnell, leahsavajefferies and others yn.ln tryna fight the dating allegations 🤺 view comments

ynloml guys she’s married to me ➔ yn.ln i thought u said u wanted to keep it quiet ➔ ynloml YN??? iamcharliebushnell where are my photo credits ➔ yn.ln photo creds for first pic to him 🙄 walkerscobell so dior js told me u have a picture of me that’s rlly bad ➔ walkerscobell don’t post it ➔ yn.ln don’t piss me off then

liked by walkerscobell, iamcharliebushnell and others yn.ln the last photo is cos u stole my oreos anyway HAPPY BIRTHDAY WALKIE TALKIEEEE view comments

walkerscobell letting this slide cos u got me cool shoes user34 walker has the most goofiest pictures ever ➔ iamcharliebushnell can confirm ➔ yn.ln nuh uh aryan does ➔ aryansimhadri STOP 👏 BULLYING 👏 ME ➔ walkerscobell LMAOOOO hearts4yn oh to be a part of the pjo cast 😔 ➔ ynloml no cos i want them to be my besties too

CHARLIE BUSHNELL AND YN LN DATING? HERES ALL THE PROOF.

Charlie Bushnell was seen with back scratches in Dior Goodjohn’s vlog a day after YN posted that she had gotten her nails done.

Sources say they saw YN with a man who looks a lot like Charlie at the beach. The same day both and YN and Charlie soft launched their significant other at the beach.

YN had posted that she got new white ribbons on her TikTok just a week before this photo was supposedly taken and she also mentioned her newly bought books on her now deleted instagram story. Also in the aforementioned TikTok a voice called out YN’s name in the background. It was a manly voice which sounded a lot like Charlie’s.

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user09 leave them tf alone ➔ username they’re literally asking for it by being famous ➔ ynlove i don’t think two 19 year olds are asking for their ‘supposed’ relationship to be stalked username yn is such an attention seeker ➔ hearts4yn u say this as if she cares abt u ➔ username she doesn’t care abt u either ➔ hearts4yn no but at least i’m not hating on someone js cos they’re more successful than me.

liked by iamcharliebushnell, sabrinacarpenter and others yn.ln why’s he so fine 🙈 tagged: iamcharliebushnell comments are closed

liked by yn.ln, walkerscobell and others iamcharliebushnell she kinda… 🔥 tagged: yn.ln comments are closed

liked by leahsavajeffries, ryanreynolds and others yn.ln this is my thirteenth reason why ft inez view comments

ryanreynolds ur a bit too young to be watching that show ➔ yn.ln actually blake let me 🤓 👆 user34 UR CAT IS SO CUTEEE ➔ yn.ln FRR SHES SUCH A LIL CUTIE walkerscobell i wanna steal ur cat ➔ iamcharliebushnell don’t do that ➔ yn.ln real otherwise i will jump u aryansimhadri r u getting more cats? ➔ yn.ln maybe 🤭 user56 CANT BELIEVE YN AND CHARLIE ARE DATING ➔ hearts4yn THEYRE SO IT COUPLE

liked by dior.n.goodjohn, aryansimhadri and others yn.ln inez and betty love their lil sister augustine (auggie) view comments

aryansimhadri miss girl thought she could js sneak charlie in 🤨 ➔ yn.ln had to put my baby daddy in 😔 taylorswift THEYRE SO CUTE HONOURED TO HVE THEM NAMED AFTER MY CHARACTERS 🤭 ➔ yn.ln honoured to have them be raised by u iamcharliebushnell love being a girl dad ❤️ ➔ yn.ln love u being a girl dad hearts4yn what type of cats are they 🥺 ➔ yn.ln inez and betty are turkish angoras and auggie is a bombay cat 🫶🏻 ynloml taylor being the biggest fan of yn’s cats 😭 charlie&yn not yn and charlie pretending to be irl parents ➔ yn.ln wdym we literally have 3 daughters ➔ iamcharliebushnell fr ➔ charlie&yn YN AND CHARLIE HELLO??? ➔ user06 u literally won in life.

@editor : they’re literally every romantic couple ever coded comments:

whosyn omg u guys are so talented ➔ editor OMG YN HII username OMG YN COMMENTED U LITERALLY WON ➔ editor SHE LIKED TOO

@ mayorcoco : petition to be ur aphrodite representation after yn comments

whosyn YOU DONT EVEN NEED TO ASK BBG ➔ mayorcoco LUV UUUUU user58 yn commented and reposted 🤩!! ➔ mayorcoco we’re acc mutuals 😭 🙏 ➔ pjofangirl GIRLY U SO LUCKYY

liked by walkerscobell, leahsavajeffries and others yn.ln stole yn’s unlocked phone 😈 view comments

iamcharliebushnell WALKER WILLIAM SCOBELL GIVE IT BACK ➔ iamcharliebushnell this is yn btw ➔ yn.ln WHYD U REVEAL MY MIDDLE NAME ➔ iamcharliebushnell YOU DESERVE IT hearts4yn they’re so goofy 😭 ynloml this would be so confusing to read back on aryansimhadri i’d like to exclude myself from this narrative ➔ leahsavajeffries i plead innocent ➔ aryansimhadri i plead walker forced us to do this

liked by unavailable yn.ln why’s there so many shirtless charlie pics view comments

iamcharliebushnell WALKER ‼️ THIS POST IS NOW DELETED ‼️

liked by leahsavajeffries, dior.n.goodjohn and others iamcharliebushnell they both got their revenge (last pic is moments before yn pushed him down) view comments

yn.ln I DIDNT PUSH HIM ➔ walkerscobell yes u did ➔ leenascobell W yn ➔ dior.n.goodjohn real 🗣️ 🔥 💯 aryansimhadri did not expect walker forehead reveal ➔ walkerscobell didn’t expect for u to sing adele ➔ aryansimhadri STOP ➔ yn.ln drop the diss track 💯 leahsavajeffries i feel like we need context for 2nd pic ➔ iamcharliebushnell U WERE LITERALLY THERE ➔ iamcharliebushnell walker gave yn too much blue food colouring ➔ leahsavajeffries i gotta feed the ppl 😔 user34 stop i love this cast

a/n off topic but i love mayor coco on tt my favourite pjo fangirl frfr

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lilacbunnygirl · 1 month

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Black Cat Luck

Chapter 1 - Worst Date Ever !!

♪ Her Way - PARTYNEXTDOOR ♪

➵ word count: 5,142

➵ warnings: this story includes +18 contents. so minors dni !!! if you wanna look at tropes and warnings here is the teaser chapter for black cat luck.

➵ author’s note: hello guys! this is the first chapter of black cat luck. i hope everyone would enjoy. This chapter is short little bit i know that but i'll write the other chapters longer than this one. if you comment your thoughts about this chapter, i would be honored. sending lots of love <33 lilacbunnygirl

❝To everyone who has been hurt by love and believes they will be alone forever; perhaps what you need is just a sexy tattoo artist with a motorcycle...❞

Reader’s Pov

This wasn’t going to work. How much longer could you stay hidden in the bathroom? You had been avoiding the man you came to meet for about 10 minutes. But this wasn’t a normal date. No. It was the worst date of your life.

Damn. When was your aunt going to find you a decent person? This was the fifth person she had set you up with, and it was getting worse. It actually started out well. When you first arrived at the date, he welcomed you nicely. When you said you wanted a cocktail, he suggested his favorites from the menu and helped you. When he asked you about your life, he listened with full attention. You were thinking that maybe being in a date is not bad at all. He was handsome and chivalrous. A man who seemed to be settled in his life. For now.

Everything had gone to hell the moment he started talking about himself. You didn’t know how the conversation had turned to his ex. For a full 30 minutes (you knew this precisely because you kept checking your phone to see when this asshole gonna shout his mouth), he had been talking about how he had cheated on her, how it was quite normal for men, but that she hadn’t understood this and had left him.

“So you know, cheating is a necessity for men. Who wants to keep sleeping with the same woman? You need to look for new adventures.”

After hearing that, you had considered smashing your cocktail glass over his head. There was nothing more annoying than a man who wouldn’t admit his fault. Narcissistic jerk. You were hoping that girl was happy now.

You needed to get away from this guy quickly to avoid losing your sanity. You said you needed to call someone and walked towards the bathroom.

And you had been there for 10 minutes. You didn’t know how much longer you could stall. You found your aunt in the messages and started venting your hatred about the man you were meeting:

You: Did you really work so hard to find this guy?

Aunt Mikasa: What’s the problem this time?

You: He talked for 30 minutes about how he cheated on his ex. I think that’s a good enough reason.

Aunt Mikasa: You can’t be serious? God, he seemed perfect from the outside.

You: Unfortunately, I am serious. Look, I love you very much, but you need to stop setting me up with these blind dates urgently.

Aunt Mikasa: Sweetie, I’m just trying to help. Also, aren’t you bringing anyone to my wedding? I don’t want you to die alone 😔

You: God, Aunt! I’m happy with my life. I might not have a boyfriend, but there are men who bring me pleasure even for one night 😏

Aunt Mikasa: Young lady, don’t even think about telling your aunt about your sex life!

Aunt Mikasa: You’re grown up now. You need to get yourself together and find someone.

After the last message from your aunt, you turned off your phone and put it back in your bag. You closed your eyes and let out a deep sigh. You were content with your life. You had decided this after your last relationship. You didn’t want to relive those dark days. One-night stands were risk- free. There was no attachment, just pleasure.

You knew your aunt was worried about you, but there was no problem. You were still a 20 fucking year old young woman. Of course, you’d have fun and get yourself into trouble. It annoyed you that your aunt acted like she hadn’t done the same at her age.

You decided to take one last look at yourself in the mirror before going back inside.

The jerk was still sitting there. No matter how much you didn’t want to approach him, you sighed and let your feet take you to the table.

“Oh welcome back, I was starting to worry about you. Since your cocktail was finished, I ordered another one for you. God, where was I? Yes, that slut is talking to someone else right now…”

That was the last straw. You couldn’t take it anymore and poured your delicious cocktail over the man.

Sorry, my dear cocktail….

“Look jerkhead, one of the things I hate most in this life is arrogant pricks like you. I hope your ex is very happy with the person she found. Also, talking about your ex to someone you’re on a date with is rude. God, what is the problem with these man’s attitude ?” You threw your bag over your shoulder and walked away from the table as that jerk cursed at you from behind in shock.

When you went outside, you started walking angrily. The heels were hurting, but you needed to walk to the main street to find a taxi. As you walked, you began to feel the cold air all over your body.

“Damn, I wish I had brought something to put on,” you muttered to yourself.

You decided to light a cigarette to warm yourself up. Taking out the pack and lighter from your bag, you lit the cigarette to calm your nerves and warm your body. Being an addict was shitty. But in situations like this, nicotine helped you relax.

As you walked to the main street, your phone rang. As if she knew how bad your situation was, Iris’s name appeared on the screen.

“Yes?”

“Wow, was it that bad of a date?” Iris was shouting a bit due to the loud music in the background.

Sighing, you said, “I think it was one of the worst. I might have ended the date by throwing my cocktail in his face. And damn, that cocktail was really good.”

Your best friend laughed, “So you’re saying you put someone in their place again?”

“That jerk totally deserved it. Whole night he talked about how he cheated his ex girlfriend and cheating is actually so normal. I hope his ex is really happy now. God, how could she have put up with him for so many years?”

“Well love is strong enough to blind people, sweetie.”

“I guess you’re right. That’s why love and getting attached are for cowards. By the way, what’s the chance of you being at Legacy tonight?” You asked, hoping your best friend would be at your usual bar.

“Yeah i am here with Sato. Since you have nothing better to do, come over right away.”

“You said exactly what I was thinking. God, that’s why you’re my best friend and I love you. I’ll find a taxi and come over. See you in there.”

“I love you too, baby. Bye.”

When the call ended, you realized you had arrived at the main street. You put out your nearly finished cigarette and waved to a passing empty taxi. When you got into the taxi, you told the driver where to go and began watching the road through the window.

What you needed most right now was your best friend and some alcohol.

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When you arrived at Legacy, the music inside wasn’t too loud, but you could still hear it from outside. You were surprised to hear “Till The World Ends” playing. Usually, they played jazz here. While you and Iris were looking for a place to drink and have fun, Iris’s uncle had recommended this place to you.. He was usually the one who found great spots.

Satoru Gojo. Arrogant, annoyingly handsome, and perhaps the most talented chef in the world…

There was no denying that when you first saw him, you couldn’t quite comprehend how someone like him could be real. He was magnificent. The frustrating part was that he knew it too. Like most chefs, his ego was larger than the universe. Even though you’d roll your eyes every time he bragged about how good he was, deep down, you knew he was right.

Iris had lost her family when she was five years old. The person who took her in when she was all alone was Satoru. Their bond was something else. She was the only thing he had left of his dearly loved sister. Although they had faced tough times, they had overcome them together.

When you pushed open the door to the place, the music got a little louder. You always liked Britney. Passing the bar, you saw your usual table and two white haired heads.

They looked almost identical. Whitish hair, fair skin, and a beautiful face. Maybe the only difference was their eyes. While Satoru had perhaps the lightest and most beautiful shade of blue, Iris’s were like a lush green forest.

As soon as Iris saw you, she stood up and ran to you, hugging you so tightly you thought your organs would be crushed.

“My God, you’re frozen. Don’t tell me you didn’t wear your coat !” She scolded you like a mother.

Hugging your best friend back, you replied, “I’m sorry, Mom. I’ve been forgetting everything lately.”

Iris pulled her arms away from you and crossed them under her chest. “You need to take your B12 supplements.”

“I know, but I keep forgetting those too.”

“What am I going to do with you! You’re like a disobedient child.”

“Oh, but you love me just like this, so it’s no big deal. I didn’t know they played Britney Spears here?”

Iris dropped her serious tone. “Right? There’s a bachelorette party on the left. I think they requested pop music for tonight.”

Looking over to the left, you saw a group of girls taking shots and laughing. “They know how to have fun.”

“Looks like it, but they can’t have more fun than us. We really need to have a girls’ night out soon. I can’t even remember the last time we did that.”

“Maybe because of that damned ‘Introduction to Econometrics’ class? As hot as Professor Nanami is, I still hate that class.”

Iris laughed. “At least we have some motivation to go to class. God, I wish he wasn’t married.”

Walking towards the table, you agreed with your best friend, “I wish… Then maybe we’d have a shot at a threesome. Who knows, with those fingers and what must be an impossibly large cock, we’d orgasm at least five times that day.”

“I think I know what I’ll be daydreaming about before bed tonight.”

Laughing at Iris’s words, you arrived at the table, where Satoru was looking at you both with furrowed brows.

“Do I need to ask what’s so funny? And for God’s sake, didn’t you wear a coat?”

Great. He’s in dad mode again, you thought to yourself. “Yes, I forgot, and I doubt you want to hear what we were laughing about, Satoru. Everything was about me, Iris, and Professor Nanami. And don’t even think about anything innocent,” you added with a mischievous smile.

Satoru grimaced. “Oh God, no, the thought of my girls having sex with that bastard makes me sick.”

“And that doesn’t concern us, Sato. No matter how much you deny it, you do have a hot friend.”

“Nanami? Absolutely not. The bastard’s face looks like a wrinkled, grumpy, retired soldier.”

You and Iris exchanged glances as if to say, What is this idiot talking about?

“He’s jealous.”

Your best friend nodded in agreement. “Oh he definitely is.”

“Me? Jealous of him? He should be the one jealous of my baby smooth face. And I hate to break it to you girls, but that bastard can’t even flirt. He’s been like that since high school.”

“The fact that even someone who can’t flirt has a wife, and you’re still alone, is pretty funny, though.” You loved teasing Satoru.

“For the record, that’s by choice. If I wanted to get married, I would’ve done it by now. Every woman wants me. But I prefer fleeting pleasures over seriousness.”

“Oh, here we go again.” Iris rolled her eyes and took a sip of her beer.

“Actually, I agree with Sato. Serious relationships are only for losers.”

“Finally, someone who understands me. I love you, troublemaker. Please explain this to my dear niece.”

Iris quickly responded, “Baby, please tell my uncle I’m not interested in his ridiculous ideas.”

“Hey, how many times have I told you not to call me uncle! You’re making me feel old.” He said the last sentence in a mock crying tone.

“Let me think… Hmm, I think you’re old enough for me to call you uncle, Satoru.”

While the two of them continued to bicker, you noticed that the seat next to Satoru was taken. A leather jacket was draped over the back of the chair, a nearly empty beer bottle and Marlboro gold box sat on the table.

Turning to your best friend, you asked, “Hey Iris, you said it was just you and Sato. Did someone else join?”

Iris, who had been facing Satoru, suddenly turned her head towards you as if you wouldn’t like the answer she was about to give. “Oh, yeah, Suguru came right after we talked on the phone.”

Shit. How much worse could this day get?

Suguru Geto. If you made a list of the people you hate most in this world, his name would easily be in the top three. Just as some people fall in love at first sight, your experience with him was hate at first sight.

With his long, dark black hair, broad, muscular, veiny arms, and tattoos covering much of his body, making him look even sexier, he was perhaps one of the best looking things you had ever seen. Just like Satoru, he was annoyingly handsome. But they were nothing alike.

While Satoru was outgoing, Suguru was quiet. Satoru would make fun about anything, while Suguru always maintained his seriousness. They were opposites. But these differences made them an inseparable duo.

Just like you and Iris. You were a ticking time bomb, while your best friend always stayed calm. You were always comfortable around people. It was a bit harder for Iris, but thanks to you, she had started to overcome that.

Even though you and Suguru were often in the same place, you could count the number of times you’d spoken to each other on one hand. It was a matter of preference. No one talks to someone they don’t like. It was the same for you two. You put up with each other for Iris and Satoru.

Just a few hours. I just need to put up with him for a few hours. Then we’ll both be gone, you thought to yourself.

“Are you okay, troublemaker?” Satoru’s words brought your attention back from the empty chair to him.

“Yes, yes. I’m fine.”

“You two might not have warmed up to each other yet, but I have a feeling that’s going to change soon.”

“I think that feeling of yours has gone crazy.”

“You don’t know how strong my instincts are, troublemaker.” He winked at you after finishing his sentence.

While the three of you were chatting, you noticed someone sit across from you. When you unwillingly looked at him, you saw that he was already glaring at you as if you were the worst person in this world. His very light brown, almost amber colored eyes roamed your face. When his gaze started to move down, it lingered a bit on the cleavage of your black, long sleeved dress.

“Hey Suguru, where were you? I thought you fell into the toilet? Or were you flirting with someone?” Satoru tried to annoy Suguru with his flirty tone.

Suguru averted his gaze from you and took a cigarette from the pack on the table. He lit it with his Zippo and took a deep drag.

Turning his head towards Satoru, Suguru said, “No. There was just a line.”

“Ohh, I can’t take this seriousness anymore. Even jokes don’t work on you.” Satoru pretended to be disappointed, but then suddenly his chest was struck by a hand. “You son of a bitch. What was that for?”

Suguru took another drag from his cigarette and said, “I told you not to talk about this kind of stuffs in front of the girls.”

“Aww, don’t worry, they’re even more dangerous than us, Suguru.”

As he took another drag from his cigarette, his eyes drifted to Iris. He seemed to be looking at her as if he didn’t want her to think about such things. Come on, how much longer could he protect a girl who was already 20? She were a fucking adult. Of course, she would want to have sex.

No matter how much you tried to keep quiet, Suguru’s behavior was starting to annoy you. There were some things he needed to understand.

“Forget it, Sato. I don’t think anyone wants to hear about Geto’s boring sex life.”

Suguru’s gaze turned to you. His eyes were blazing to you. You definitely needed a cigarette right now. It was the only way to escape this tense atmosphere. You reached into your bag, grabbed your last cigarette from the box, and lit it.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right, troublemaker. This big guy hasn’t had sex in a long ti—” Satoru’s words were cut short by the “I’m going to kill you soon” look from his best friend. “Okay. I’m done. I’ll shut up.”You secretly enjoyed it. You wanted to drag him down even further.

After one last drag from his cigarette, Suguru stubbed it out in the ashtray. Iris, trying to ease the tension, started a new topic, “So, will you finally tell us about your date?”

The conversation suddenly turned to you. After a long drag from your cigarette, you replied, “It was terrible in every way. Probably the worst date I’ve ever had.”

“Your aunt really needs to give up on this, baby.”

Agreeing with Iris, you said, “I wish, but now she’s saying it’s time to take a step toward a serious relationship. Who would want to settle down with someone at this age instead of just having fun?”

“Now that, I agree with.” Satoru took a sip of his beer and made a thumbs up gesture to show his approval.

“Maybe you’re just not mature enough for a serious relationship, brat.”

Okay, this was getting really tense.

“Excuse me?”

“I’m saying maybe you’re not at the maturity level to understand the importance of a serious relationship. It seems like all you want is attention, monkey brain.”

You looked at him in disbelief. It wasn’t just you everyone at the table, except Suguru, had the same expression. The jerk was perfectly happy to criticize as if he knew everything.

You, not mature? No, you’d had a serious relationship before. You knew what it had done to you. Being dependent on someone would drain a person. When the other person gets bored, you’d be tossed aside. You had made a promise to yourself. You would never go through that again.

But what would Suguru know about any of this? He wouldn't probably understand to love someone.

Just as you were about to respond to him, Satoru intervened, “I think we need more beer. Sugu, can you help me carry it? Please?” The way he said “please” sounded more like a command.

As Suguru and Sato headed toward the bar, Iris turned to you with concern, “Hey, baby, are you okay? You seemed a bit frozen for a moment.”

Iris didn’t know what you’d been through. No one did. You hadn’t wanted to share. Your past relationship was one of the dark pages you’d buried in history.

“Yeah. Yeah, I’m fine. It’s just that jerk talking like he knows everything that’s getting on my nerves, that’s all.”

“Suguru is like that. If someone provokes him, he retaliates. Sometimes I forget how similar you two are.” Iris wanted you to calm down, but it wasn’t working.

“Please don’t tell me I resemble that jerk. When we first met, I tried to be nice to him, but he pushed me away. We didn’t talk much until tonight either. I thought maybe he preferred to keep his distance from new people. But no, he hates me. He should know that the feeling are mutual!”

Iris stroked your hair, “I think Satoru might be right about; you two will get along soon, sweetie. Trust me, the real Suguru is the best person you could ever meet.”

You knew how much Iris loved Suguru. She always talked about how devoted he was to the people he cared about, how he’d do anything for them. And she was right. Suguru loved those two more than anything. But Iris was different for him. He protected her as if she were his own sister. Even hearing her talk about anything made him happy. His eyes would fill with affection. Although you sometimes envied the bond between the three of them, you had your aunt. She was the one who had saved you from your shitty parents. She was someone who would make any sacrifice. Still, you had raised yourself. You didn’t want to weigh on anyone.

Satoru’s cheerful voice snapped you out of your thoughts, “Hey, we’re back. And we got plenty of beer.”

You took a cold sip of the beer you’d received and tried to forget the earlier incident.

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The night went on without any more mishaps, and you had fun until the early hours. By the time you decided to leave, it was around 1 a.m. Since Satoru and Iris lived together, they were going home together. Their place was nearby.

Iris had gone to the restroom before leaving. The three of you were walking toward the exit. As you opened the door, the cold air hit you again. You cursed yourself for going out without your coat. Then you felt something being placed on your shoulders.

Suguru had taken off his leather jacket and put it on your shoulders.

“Put it on. You’ll get sick.”

You were so surprised by his gesture that you couldn’t even move.

“You’re really a monkey brain aren't you? Who goes out in this weather without wearing their coat? Hurry up and put on the jacket.” There was zero humor in his voice. He wasn’t asking; it was as if he was threatening to punish you if you didn’t wear it.

Once your arms were inside the jacket, you felt a bit warmer.

“Thanks.” That was all you could manage to say. He didn’t reply and continued fiddling with his phone. At that moment, you noticed the large tattoo on his hand.

It was a phoenix pierced by three arrows, its head bowed down. You wondered what those arrows symbolized. The burdens the bird carried?

He had probably designed that tattoo himself. Suguru Geto was one of Japan’s most talented tattoo artists. He never worked with other people’s designs; that was his principle. He’d ask his clients what they wanted and then create something amazing with his imagination. He thought of every tiny detail. Maybe that’s why he was one of the best.

What did it feel like to be as talented as him, you wondered. Your mind drifted to the drawings you did as a hobby. You thought drawing your feelings provided some relief. Maybe one day you could share them with others. But a voice inside you told you that no one would care.

Just as you were about to ask Suguru about his tattoo, the door opened again. Suguru shifted his eyes from his phone to Iris.

Satoru was on the phone in the corner. When he saw Iris, he told the person on the other end that he had to go and came over to join you.

“Troublemaker, do you want us to give you a ride?”

“No need. I’ll find a taxi.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, you won’t find one at this hou—”

“I’ll take her. You guys go.”

What the hell was happening? This made twice now. Was Suguru Geto actually doing you a favor? You figured the cold must have frozen your brain, and it wasn’t working anymore.

“Alright then. Hey, troublemaker, be careful, and text me as soon as you get home. Suguru, don’t leave until she gets inside, and let me know when she’s safe.” Satoru hugged you tightly.

“You don’t need to give me advice, Satoru.” Suguru said it seriously.

“Take care, Sugu,” Iris spoke in a loving tone and embraced him with the same warmth.

“Don’t worry, angel.”

Your best friend then turned to you and hugged you tightly. “See you at school, baby, love you.”

“Love you too.”

After saying your goodbyes, you walked towards where Suguru had parked his car. He took out his keys and unlocked the car, and you were relieved to finally be somewhere warm.

As you buckled your seatbelt, you asked, “Do you want me to type in my address—”

“I already know it.” He answered in a monotonous voice. You wondered how he knew. Maybe Satoru had told him, or Iris.

There was an awkward silence during the drive. What could you even talk about? When you open your mouth, you two immediately start arguing. Still, you wanted to take the risk and speak.

“I thought you’d come on your motorcycle.” He usually went everywhere on his motorcycle. Damn, he looked so good on it, like it was made for him.

He glanced at you briefly before returning his eyes to the road. “It’s currently under repair.”

“Oh, okay. Got it.”

And that was it. At least you’d managed to have a few words. After a 20 minute drive, you arrived at your place. You were about to take off his jacket and return it, but when he said, “Give it back later,” you didn’t know what to do. You thought about insisting, but he’d probably just tell you to shut up. Jerk. “Alright. Thanks. For the jacket and the ride.”

You couldn’t believe you were thanking Suguru. Even after all the things he’d said to you. Just as you were about to open the door and step out, he spoke again.

“Listen up, brat. Iris really cares about you. I don't know why or how, but.. l'm putting up with you because I value her. Do you understand? Think carefully before you respond to me again. Otherwise, I know how to make that little mouth of yours shut.”

WTF?

“Do you think I really care about you? I'm trying to get along with you only for Satoru and Iris. Otherwise, I'd know exactly how to make you shut that big mouth of yours.”

He laughed as if he didn't care about what you said. Every move he made irritated you more.

“l'm glad to hear that our feelings are mutual, monkey brain.”

“You're a piece of shit, Geto.” You rolled your eyes and opened the door. As you started walking away, you heard him call out to you again. When you looked back, you saw him through the window of the front seat. “One more thing, kid. You can fool others into thinking you're a good girl with the dress you're wearing right now. But we both know the truth: you could never be that kind of girl. Sweet dreams, monkey brain.”

His mocking tone was enough to make your anger boil over. You approached the front seat door. To see Suguru's face, you leaned in to see better, and for a few seconds, his eyes settled on the cleavage of your dress. “I don't dress for anyone. I don't care about impressing others or creating a different image. If I want attention, I get it effortlessly. And if you liked my dress so much which I think you did since your eyes were wandering over my body and cleavage of my dress while you were talking to me, you could have nicely told me that it looked good on you.” As you were about to leave, you added, “Oh, one last thing. You can be sure l've never been a good girl, Suguru. Sweet dreams.” You gave him a confident smile, turned your back on the car, and walked towards the apartment. When you took out your keys and started to open the door, you looked back and saw the car still there. A small smile reappeared on your face.

As soon as you stepped into your home, you took off your heels. You felt immensely relieved. After placing your keys and bag on the counter in the entryway, you walked to the living room. You thought about tidying up, but you didn't have the energy for anything more today. You slumped onto the L-shaped couch, leaned back, and closed your eyes, trying to process the events of the day. When you opened your eyes again, you saw the sketches you had drawn in the morning. You crumpled the papers in frustration and threw them across the room. You thought they were useless.

Before heading to your room, you took off the jacket and hung it on the coat rack next to the front door. The masculine, spicy scent that came from it made your head spin. Damn, you couldn't let his scent affect you. When you got to your room, you undressed, leaving only your underwear on. You grabbed a long, loose t-shirt from your closet and put it on. You needed a shower, but you had no more energy left. Realizing you had forgotten to let Satoru know you were home, you grabbed your phone from the bag you left on the counter by the entryway and sent a short message.

You: I'm home:)

A reply came within 2 seconds.

Handsome Egoist Chef: Yes, I know. Sugu told me. Good night, troublemaker 💙

He acted like it was so important to know what you were doing. You thought he was doing it for Satoru, not for you. When you returned to your bed, you finally felt relieved. But Suguru and his words came back to your mind.

“Maybe you’re just not mature enough for a serious relationship?”

Damn. Why couldn't you get that jerk out of your head? You closed your eyes, trying to push him out of your thoughts. But the scent lingering from his jacket in your hair wouldn't let you. You brought a few strands of hair to your nose.

You felt strange tingles lower in your body. For just a moment, you imagined him coming in and out of you with all his strength while burying his head in your neck. Would you still get that scent?

Shit. Why were you thinking about this? You let go of the hair strands and cursed yourself. You couldn't imagine having sex with the person you hated most. It was disgusting.

“God, I guess I really haven't had sex in a long time.” After saying it out loud, youeagerly awaited falling asleep.

➵ taglist: @miakxn @sukunadckrider @mooncalvin @kailivi

(suguru geto art by @KAORU1231_ on x)

@lilacbunnygirl don’t copy and translate my story

#jjk x reader #jjk #jjk smut #jjk gojo #jjk geto #jujutsu kaisen #geto suguru x reader #suguru geto x reader #geto suguru x y/n #suguru geto x y/n #geto suguru #Suguru geto #fanfic

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henrioo · 10 months

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°•*⁀➷ SMAU: CROCODILE

꒰ WARNINGS ꒱ : TransReader (but can be read as cis because have only one mention about pregnancy), MALE READER, GAY RELATIONSHIP, MALE PRONOUNS, mentions to sugar daddy relationship (more like a joke), dark jokes (it's Robin after all), Buggy x Shanks x Mihawk and Buggy x Mihawk (is more a joke and fight to give more entertaining than really a shipp) age gap (not specified but Crocodile is older than reader and reader is older than Luffy, but none age is mentioned)

꒰ NOTES ꒱ : I decided to try make one SMAU because I really like the ones of @sanjisboyfie then thanks for the inspo, I don't know if I gonna make more but I really like this one. Enjoy!

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crocobaby_ helping him get late for work... But it is fine, he is the owner ;p

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TheCrocodile you are always so troublesome...

╰ TheCrocodile I wasn't.

╰ crocobaby I didn't see you complaining...

ClownKing that's why you are always late...

╰ TheCrocodile say one more thing and you're gonna regret it

╰ ClownKing DON'T SAY THINGS LIKE THAT!

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TheCrocodile this boy was waiting for me finished the meeting so he could give me flowers... How can I say I'm a little old for that?

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crocobaby but you are my man, you deserve flowers 😔

╰ TheCrocodile I appreciate the flowers but I am not a teenager for that my dear

╰ crocobaby you never are going to be too would for me... And if I don't give you flowers what can I give to show my love to you?

╰ TheCrocodile find me in our room and I can show you some things I can think of...

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MLuffy me, my dad and my friend that dates my dad! Wait that makes him my dad too? How much dad's one person can have at the same time?

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CatNami WTF IS (Y/N) DATING YOUR FATHER?? YOU INTRODUCED US SAYING THAT IS ONE OF YOUR FRIENDS LUFFY!

╰ MLuffy so? He is my friend and he dates my dad, he can't be both?

╰ CatNami I'm gonna just ignore that because (y/n) isn't that young too... BUT DAMN @crocobaby YOU GOT A SUGAR DADDY AND DON'T SAY TO US???

San by my count you have four dads if we count with Shanks... If you count the two boyfriends of Shanks then there are six dads... You probably have more dads than we all have together...

╰ ClownKing wtf you saying with two boyfriends??? @akaagami

╰ Hawkeyes 👁️👁️

╰ ClownKing YOU KNOW THAT HE WAS DATING BOTH OF US AT THE SAME TIME???

╰ Hawkeyes Actually probably is you that is dating two men at the same time, because I don't date Akaagami and only date you.

╰ Akaagami WTF YOU MEAN THAT YOU'RE WITH BUGGY????

╰ RoroZoro THAT FUCKING CLOWN??? SERIOUS DAD???

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crocobaby Damn... He always knows the best places to take me...

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TheCrocodile you deserve the most beautiful things in this world and I will be the men giving you that

╰ crocobaby I don't think there is anything more you could give at this point...

╰ TheCrocodile that is what you think. Let's see the future...

ROnico hope you enjoy your time there, it is gonna be more calm without Boss here 🤭

╰ TheCrocodile any complaints about?

╰ ROnico never sir

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ClownKing if they two gonna act like too teenagers in love I'm leaving right now

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TheCrocodile we actually didn't invite you... So please leave

╰ ClownKing you are fucking mean

Hawkeyes it could be worse, you could have a vacation with them because our sons are friends. Then you gonna be stuck with them because you tree are adults are you have to pretend that you not realize that they are fucking each other only with their eyes.

╰ crocobaby I kinda don't want to go on vacation with you anymore...

╰ Hawkeyes I agree, please don't.

╰ TheCrocodile You really need a boyfriend...

╰ Hawkeyes I have one.

╰ TheCrocodile The clown doesn't count.

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crocobaby Okay... Maybe he hasn't given me all before... But now I definitely have everything I could wish

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TheCrocodile you are the only one that deserves all this

MLuffy are you giving me a brother now?!

╰ crocobaby DON'T FUCKING ENCOURAGE YOUR DAD HE'S JUST WAITING TO TALK ABOUT THIS WITH ME AGAIN

╰ TheCrocodile you can't run now, we live at the same roof.

ROnico I really hope you enjoy your honeymoon and it would be horrible if Crocodile dies but if we think in a positive way you would be a billionaire and probably a boss more chill than him 🤭

╰ TheCrocodile Well I can't say I wouldn't pretend my death only to have eternal vacations...

╰ crocobaby Please don't, I'm supposed to be the househusband, not you!

╰ TheCrocodile so demanding...

QueenIVA SO HAPPY FOR YOU CROCO-BOY AND (Y/N)-KUN, WHEN I GONNA GOT A INVITE TO TALK TO YOUR LOVELY HUSBAND ABOUT YOUR PAST TOGETHER?? I HAVE A LOT OF STORIES

╰ TheCrocodile I'm gonna send the police after you if you show here

╰ crocobaby I'm kinda curious now... And I'm really interested in those stories...

╰ TheCrocodile no you not.

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uchihaharlot · 6 months

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Soooo, Madara fan is here, thanks for your last head canon about him. ^^

Can I get "what if Madara falls in love with the girl who is much younger than him (let's say he is 35? And she is 18 or 19). 😔🙏

Hello my little Madara nymphomaniac 🥵🥰 I did not forget you!! ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🔥 Sometimes inspiration finds me at awkward times.

NSFW; mild grooming; age gap fuckery; consensual; he brings all the girls to the yard; obsessed.

— Madara is definitely the kind of man to go for green girls. The younger, the better. Though he won’t touch one that’s not an adult. He’s a pervert, not a pedophile.

— It’s not something he seeks out either, these types of situations work best if the girl comes to him. He is always accepting the warmth of a woman, especially if she’s fawning over him and such.

— Absolutely loves, loves, loves fucking them into stupid little babbling idiots. These are the kind of girls who just broke up with their first boyfriend and never had a real man inside of them. Probably never had an actual orgasm until he rearranges their pussy. H O L Y Mackerel, when he does lobotomize them with pleasure.

— Now this particular girl though, she’s fiesty and demanding. Knows what she wants. Rocks the boat just as much as he does. Actually has Madara on edge before he’s even ready to cum. And it’s not that she’s different from most girls her age, but damn if she isn't liquid katon in his palms and on his cock.

— Edging him to his heart and cocks content until he flips her over and fucks her rotten into his mattress. The sounds she makes are sweeter than any sakura tree in bloom. Filling her soft cunt to the brim until she’s panting his name over and over. With no end in sight, they fuck like they had been well acclimated to one another for years.

— At the end of their little tryst, Madara can't decide who is more desperate for more. Him or her? Several rounds ensue until the late early hours of the morning. By the time he wakes up she's gone, which is unusual. Madara will typically spent the next several hours coaxing these young girls out of his bed and off his cock. But her?

— She just door dashed his cock and slipped out under the radar. There's something arousingly unholy about this situation. That unregistered fear of missing out kicks in and, well, he's an Uchiha. They tend to fuck hard and fall fast—usually on their terms, but damn she got him good. How aggravating it is to Madara that the seemingly obtainable has slipped through his fingers. Its not that he really wants her, but he feels slighted by her ability to fuck now and talk later never.

— Ok, maybe he is a bit jaded. More than jaded, actually. Since feelings are like the common cold to an Uchiha, he goes about waiting it out...not today old man. For some reason, it's not his cock that aches for her return, but a deeper throb. One right underneath the ribcage that makes his throat lump up with a sense of forlorn and abandonment. So, with this...uncharacteristic and intrusive as hell mindset. Madara searches for her.

— Elicits the help of friends, under the guise that she stole something valuable of his (his poor Uchiha heart). Which, to him isn't necessarily a lie....but not the full truth. He's mad with lust, would be ignorant enough to call it love almost. But that's too soon. His corneas don't make this any easier, he replays their salacious night together over and over until he has every curve and speckle on her skin memorized. 10/10 jacks off to it.

— When they finally do cross paths again, the unfamiliar squeeze of his heartstrings is nearly as taut as when she had came all over his length those some nights ago. Madara will act as indifferent as he can, but fuck if he doesn't look like dog on the street. Eyes ravaging her fully clothed form as she stands before him.

— If falling into this sort of thing for her is something she will agree to, there is not a single place on this earth she can ever hide that Madara's affections won't follow and swallow her whole. She's basically going to be treated as acting Uchiha royalty, for as long as she is by his side. No other girl dare crosses paths with this woman and Madara is finding his feelings easier to accept than he initially imagined.

#uchiha madara #madara uchiha #uchiha clan #uchiha headcanons #uchiha family #madara headcanons

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shiro-s2e2-erukinzu · 6 months

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Anime only watchers and people who aren't caught up with the Manga, BEWARE... Cuz I'm about to discuss Spy X Family Mission 97... You have been warned...! 👌

[SPOILERS AHEAD FROM THIS POINT ON]

OMG OMG OMG OMG!! THIS CHAPTER WAS AMAZING...!!! 💗😍💗

This chapter goes into detail about Mathra and Henderson's pasts together, and I LOVED EVERY MINUTE OF IT!! 😍 So without further ado, let's talk about Mission 97 shall we...? 👍

The chapter began with Henderson talking to the matron, who mentioned that she overheard that him and Mathra made quite the darling couple, then Henderson says...:

I LOVE THIS PANEL SO MUCH!! 💗😍💗 And I was like: Suuuure Henderson, y'all are "Just Friends"...!! 😏

Then it cuts to the past and we see a young Henderson watching a young Martha preform ballet at a New Year's party talent show at Eden Academy...:

...AND IT WAS THE FIRST TIME HE SAID "ELEGANT"!! IT WAS BECAUSE OF HER!! 🤩

(This is just so sweet, man...!! 💗🥹💗)

Anyway, after Martha's performance she gained friends, while Henderson lost friends, all because he called her performance elegant and got the nickname Mr. Elegant...! 👌😌 (I say it was worth it...! 😎)

Some time later, Henderson is having some tea before class and Martha comes across him. He then offers if she wants some and they start hanging out together...!! 🤗

Three years later, we see Henderson getting harassed and by these three jerks for just being who he is, when suddenly...:

MARTHA (I mean, Lady M) CAME TO HELP HENDERSON!! 😆 (She also said the "human beings ARE animals" thing that Becky said all the way back in Mission 25!! 👏😆 So that's where she got it from...!! 😌) Henderson then scolds Martha for using her ballet skills for fighting, but then she brings up that he threw a punch too and runs off to tell his teacher of his inelegance...!! 🤣

His teacher brings up that Henderson has been boycotting his military training courses and if he keeps it up, he'll get a Tonitrus Bolt... After that, Martha meets up with Henderson, who declares to fight not with his fist, but...:

In that moment, Henderson decided that he was gonna change the world with education. But in doing so, he started to push Martha away... 😔 (She even asked him if he was gonna invite someone to the graduation dance and he told her that he doesn't have time for something like that...! 🥲)

After a brief flash forward of Martha telling Becky about her past with Henderson, we go back to the past to see a nineteen year old Martha, who's now in her last year of Eden:

A new faculty member has joined Eden Academy, and it is none other than Mr. Elegant himself, Henry Henderson!! 👏😆:

AND THAT'S THE END!! 😱 Is this going to be continued in the next chapter, or is this a one and done type situation...?! 🤔 Which ever way it's gonna go in the next chapter, I ADORED THIS CHAPTER SO MUCH!! 😍

I'm a sucker for learning characters pasts, so this chapter was super enjoyable for me!! 😄 Especially since WE'RE FINALLY LEARNING ABOUT WHAT HENDERSON & MARTHA'S RELATIONSHIP WAS LIKE!! 😍

Gosh, I could probably talk about this chapter for hours, but I think I'll stop here for now...!! 😁 I really hope that there's gonna be a second part to Martha and Henderson's story because I'm so invested in them!! 😆

But anyway, that was Mission 97, I clearly loved it and I can't wait for the chapter!! 😁 So until the next Mission; take care, be safe out there and be kind to each other...!! 🤗

Also, I love that we get to see a young Donna Schlag as well:

We haven't seen her since Mission 61!! 😆 But yeah, that's pretty much it!! See you all in the next one...!! LATERS!! 👋😄

#spy x family #sxf #spyxfamily #spy x family manga #sxf manga #spyxfamily manga #spy x family spoilers #sxf spoilers #spyxfamily spoilers #Mission 97 #henry henderson #martha marriott #becky blackbell #MARTHA AND HENDERSON BACKSTORY!!!#LET'S GO!!! 😆#My little shipper heart can't take it...!! 💗😍💗#manga spoilers #donna schlag #We need a shipname for Henderson and Martha (if they don't already have one) PRONTO!!! 👏👏👏

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bsverryin · 1 year

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Secret relationship with Alhaitham, but he's jealous.

Hype extroverted reader X Alhaitham

; no warnings(some cuss words), probably not angst just wholesome & HEAD CANNONS ONLY !!

;I'm new to tumblr (not rly!) 😔 I just wanted to express my writing and I CANNOT ASSURE you a perfect grammar yeah, I'm keeping everything simple I'm not good at this ahhaha please bear with me

(DMS are open)

ALHAITHAM is a busy person, everybody knows that and you know it either. To maintain a great relationship with him you have to respect his time and work.

YOU on the other side, is the most available person to hangout with. Your schedules aren't hectic and all you do is help around the city hall, wherein everybody befriends you. Asks for your help all the time, You have a vision which is why it wasn't that hard for you to help others in need. Well sometimes you just have no choice and accept all the unnecessary commissions that were thrown for you.

"Come on Kathryn! You can't make me babysit a child for my commission! I just finished fighting those monsters and my final commission is to babysit??" You sighed as if you had no choice but to accept the most unnecessary commissions that you ever had.

"It's the only commission left, well then I wish you well." Kathryn said, as you went off to the place where you had to babysit a child.

FEW MINUTES had passed you were at a public place yet the child you were babysitting kept bugging you and asking if you're his mom. He wasn't a baby he looked like he was around 5 or 6 years old, he looked like every child that you see in your everyday life around sumeru.

"I'm not your mom, little child." His stares had darkened and was about to throw a fit, but suddenly a man with gray hair came. He didn't look like a local sumeru man for you. He was good looking, really good looking.

You shook your head and removed your own thoughts from flowing even more, but the young kid you were babysitting was getting mad and mad asking if you're his mother, but because of your naughty mind you decided to tell a joke to a kid.

"Hey child, if I'm your mother then that man right there has to be your father!" You chuckled while pointing out the man who had a gray hair, the child unexpectedly ran after the man who you just pointed out while screaming the word 'FATHER'. you realized you fucked up and let your naughty thoughts win.

'Oops, I should've known that young children don't know what being sarcastic is..'

That was the first time you met the busiest man, Alhaitham.

If you're wondering how the babysitting ended up, hmm you can say it did end well, because you're dating the gray haired man who was really good looking. You found out sooner that he was an acting grand sage, alhaitham. But you were lucky enough that he liked you and that you started dating months later, but it wasn't that easy. He was a strict person and he hurt you with his words most of the time before you started dating of course.

But now he just showers you with sweet words, but you know he can't shower you with his full attention. You can't live in the same house as him, you can't hold your hands together when going outside, you can't be lovey-dovey touchy clingy with him but he wasn't mad at all when you shower him with so much affection and too much physical touch he just got used to it.

He still did want to keep your relationship private and secret at all times just because he wanted to protect you, you told him a lot of times that you didn't need that much 'protection' because you can stand at your own feet but oh archons he was just so protective of you, the only time you can meet him alone is when you visit him at the akademiya , everybody knew that you were just his guest and nothing more then there's where you'll be all lovey-dovey because he has his own office. Sometimes you stay for hours sometimes the whole day because you just love him and when he looks at you. You knew he felt the same way too.

At the public when you both see each other, he just takes so many glances at you while you were out there talking to everyone, you were the extroverted type that likes to socialize with just anyone you met or see. One of the reasons why he liked you was because you have the energy that makes him feel energized and cheered up at all times.

YOU felt his stare while you were talking to a man you just met around the sumeru, he was a few meters away but you can FEEL it all.

"Aww really!? It's your first time here then I shall help you to get used to sumeru? What do you think?" You said the words enthusiastically. You smiled at the man you were talking to, the man you were talking to felt really shy and blushed when he heard your offer.

ALHAITHAM on the other hand was annoyed, really annoyed listening to your conversation with the man. He wanted to take your hand and run away and kiss you but he remembered you're keeping the relationship private and secret from everyone.

The man you were talking to was about to speak when you heard alhaitham's voice beside you.

"I apologize for being disruptive, but I don't see a reason why you should accompany this man around Sumeru; I can send an akademiya scholar to accompany this man instead of you." He said in the middle of your conversation

He was definitely jealous! You can feel his glare as if he was about to kill that man you were talking to but you gave him a small smile and turned to look at the man.

"I- umm.. alright sir! Sure I want that." The man said shyly as he looked down, he couldn't look at anyone but the floor.

The man now went with an akademiya scholar to go around the sumeru and you were in public with Alhaitham ALONE for the first time.

"Hmp!, I wanted to stroll around the sumeru." You said with a little disappointment when he took the man away.

"Then let's do that." He said with a sigh then looked at you straight in your eyes. You can feel him looking at your soul.

"you're not busy?" You said excitedly while grabbing his hands, completely forgetting about the fact that you are in a public place.

"Never for you." Finally, he took your hand and gave a small little smile while walking around the sumeru.

It was your first time holding hands in public and after that rumors started spreading that you're dating the acting grand sage, which you both didn't deny. You feel much happier now that there's no need to hide what you both had.

It's a normal day and you're spending time together at his big office while you're reading books and he's busy working his ass off but it was more than enough for you, you felt at serenity and assured knowing you can kiss,hold his hand and be touchy anytime, anywhere you can !

#alhaitham #genshin impact #al haitham #genshin impact imagines #alhaitham fanfic #alhaitham fluff #genshin impact fluff #alhaitham x reader #alhaitham fics #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #genshin fluff #haitham x reader #genshin haitham #al haitham fluff #alhaitham x you #alhaitham x y/n

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kuroppiii · 3 months

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forty, love ᵕ̈ tennis au!miya twins x gn!reader ˎˊ˗

⋮⋮ ˒ ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ 𖥻 ⿻ : the three of you always ⋮⋮ end up finding yourselves on the ⋮⋮ court , time and time again

📋 content ♡ # 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧 🐮 ( for now ) ♡ # 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 🥛 ♡ # 2.2𝘬 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 ♡ # 𝙘𝙬 𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘢 𝘰𝘯𝘦-𝘵𝘰-𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘺

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🎶 on shuffle " the signal " - trent reznor & atticus ross ( challengers movie soundtrack )

🧸 directory ‹ ✩ like what you read ? check out more of my blog ! •ᴗ•

💬 kuroppiii ─ “ hey chat i caved and i'm making this multiple parts 😔☝️ a special gift for the one and only ree 😚 inspired by challengers aka my fav movie ever ( besides greta gerwig's little women , or cmbyn , or emma 2020 , or –– ) ”

in tennis, it's about winning the points that matter.

you can barely sit still. the heat of the sun, blaring down onto the court and onto the spectators in the stands of this match, didn't matter to you at all, though. you were used to this: the summer sun, desperation in the air, and your eye trained on the ball, zooming in a neon green blur from left, to right, from left, to right–

on your left, is the man you swore your life to. on your right is the man you loved.

you must admit, maybe it was bad, getting involved with a pair of twins for the better half of about two decades now. but if you had to defend yourself, they were like no one else you've ever met on the court.

and at this moment, it all comes back to you. all those years ago, when the miya twins first stepped onto court with their duffels.

، の ✧ 後 🌱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 ...

you were 18 then. nine years earlier, you watched as little dots darkened the blue hardcourt underneath you, bent over and supporting yourself with your arms on your knees. you felt the drops of your sweat glide down from your hairline and your temples to your chin and the tip of your nose, finally hitting the plane of blue beneath your sneakers. the racket in your hands was starting to dig into your palm. the summer sun relentlessly prodded at the exposed skin of your shoulders as they heaved up and down as you tried to catch your breath.

24 hours from that moment, you would be in a make-or-break tournament final for your tennis career. if you secured a that win in that ongoing tournament at the time, you were guaranteed to be in the top seed in ranking for the next event you were attending later that summer–when by then, you were hoping, you'd have gone pro.

'it only goes up from there, y/n,' your coach had told you. and that was your dream, ever since you were a child.

your heart was pounding up into your ears, but you knew that was just your body's signal to keep going.

you heard a prolonged creak far off–the gate to the court. thinking it was your coach, the only other person with you at the moment, you glance up and go to straighten up your back before they could scold you for slacking.

but no. past your coach, two boys had entered the court that your coach had previously assured was supposed to be private, just you and her for the afternoon. it was hard to see in the bright sunlight, even with your visor on, but one had a head of dirty blonde hair, and–as the pounding in your head died down–your ears caught on to how he was actually speaking pretty loudly as him and his companion approached. said companion had gray hair, saying very little and not nearly as loudly as his friend.

'gray hair? an old guy? maybe that's the other's coach,' brows knit together, you thought.

but as you squinted to see better against the daylight, you noticed how young–and how good-looking, actually–that "coach" was.

and... wait. same with the blonde guy.

in fact, they were alike in their good looks.

a bit too alike.

'am i seeing double?' you adjusted the wires on your racket while your eyes were trained on the two as they continued their carefree stroll in, slugging their matching black duffels with a certain fox-looking logo on them.

"y/n! what's the hold up? you alright?" your coach shouts out from the opposite side of the net.

just as you were about to say you think you need a drink of water–to hopefully prevent you from hallucinating and seeing more things in twos–the strangers became startled at the sound of your coach and their heads darted in your direction.

the gray-haired one's face seemed unfazed, but you watched as his eyes confusedly dart back and forth between you and your coach. the blonde, visibly surprised with brows raised high, quickly whips his arm around, the shiny watch on his wrist reflecting a brief glare as he flicks it to check the time.

"oh! oh, we're sorry!" he calls out with a chuckle. he grabs a hold of his partner's arm and starts redirecting their path towards the stands, "our reservation for this court isn't for another hour! we can wait, don't mind us!"

they already started climbing up to a place to sit, their toned legs reflecting the sun above. 'wow, those shorts are short'

"hey! who told you that you can–"

"no," you interrupted your coach before she could scare them away from the court, "they can watch. it's only for a little while longer, anyway, yeah?"

with a huff, your coach complied with your reasoning, and your gaze lingered on the strangers for just a bit longer as they sat down, before you pulled a tennis ball out of your pocket and got ready to serve in front of your new audience.

، そ ✧ の後 🌱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 ...

"alright! that's enough for today. let's get you back to the hotel so you can rest up before your big day tomorrow," your coach announced about an hour of rallies and drills later, clapping you on the back. dragging yourself over to the bench, you ravaged your bag for some water. racket, towel, snacks... shit. you didn't bring your water with you.

as soon as you started to curse yourself under your breath you heard the distant crackle of a plastic bottle filled with the very water you were deprived of. following the noise, you look up–seeing the strangers from earlier, still sitting in the stands. (you had forgotten they were even there, honestly.)

they sat there, still. mouths agape and each holding a water bottle in his hand. they kept that pose for a long moment, and you couldn't help but start to laugh lightly at them. that seemed to snap them out of their trance, though, and suddenly both of them were climbing over rows of chairs in front of them and scrambling to get over the partridge to where you were.

"w-wow that was amazing–"

"how did you manage to return the one that–"

"and this was just your practice? it's incredible how–"

"you're almost, like, faster than the ba–"

"thank you," you interrupted them with a chuckle. the speed at which two quickly shut up the moment you spoke was astonishing, and it was like they were waiting with bated breath for your next sentence, "are you two here for the tournament? you can watch out for me tomorrow if you're so impressed. no use seeing me when i'm not even against an actual opponent."

two water bottles were now outstretched in front of you. you glanced between the bottles and the to boys' faces, expectant and still laced with such awe. (had to admit, spiked your ego a little bit.)

you eventually took the bottle the gray-haired one was offering. your hands grazed slightly when you did, and in the corner of your eye you could see how he gazed down to where your two hands briefly met–

"and you can watch out for us tomorrow!" the blonde quickly interjected. he gave you a toothy grin as his hand holding the other bottle was quickly wrapped around the other's shoulders.

you cracked open the water bottle you picked and took a swig, humming as the refreshing rush of cold water slid down your throat. closing the cap of the bottle you ask, "both of you? you play doubles?"

"yeah we do!" the one grinning at you extended his empty hand this time, "the miya twins. miya atsumu."

the other quickly followed suit with his hand, "miya osamu."

'hm, twins. that explains it.'

amused, you gently shook each one's hand. you shoved the last of your belongings into your duffel and slung it over your shoulder. you gave them a nod, "i'll see you around, then."

"see ya!"

"we'll see you tomorrow."

as you walked away from the court, the gray-haired one's water bottle still in your hand, you took a mental note of highlight reels to look up as you took an ice bath in your hotel room that night.

، そ ✧ の後 🌱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 ...

the next day arrived. at the venue, the crowds were buzzing and announcers sounded off on the p.a. systems, announcing the lineup for the day–including your match, the first of the day. the tournament final.

all the sounds of the tournament couldn't overcome the pounding in your head, however. you felt the adrenaline in your veins as you made your way to the locker room, duffel slung over your shoulder and sneakers squeaking against the pristine tiles.

you decided to throw your headphones on as you did your warm-ups. despite how prepared you felt for this moment–the one you've been fantasizing about for years–you still couldn't help but feel the subtle tingle of nervousness in your bones.

eventually, it was time to face the crowd, the court, and your opponent. but the moment you stepped out into the sunlight, you were suddenly overcome with a laser-sharp focus.

this was the moment. this was your time to take what you always wanted.

the coin was tossed and your opponent got to serve first. you ready yourself on your side of the court, spinning your racket in anticipation. you observe your opponent, and for a moment you both lock eyes. in that split second it was like a cord snapped and stretched out between you two, connecting the both of you and suddenly putting you both in sync–like you two were the only ones in the stadium.

the very idea of nervousness was foreign to your mind in that moment. your racket melded with your hand and became an extension of you. your feet were just itching to follow that damn tennis ball.

eyes on the ball... eyes on the ball...

in a flash, the neon sphere gets lifted up into the air, and you smile to yourself as you already feel your feet taking you where you need to be on the court before the sound of your opponent's racket crashing with the ball could reverberate around the stands.

an impact on the hardcourt. corner.

you swing your racket and send the ball flying over the net and back to your opponent.

it's in, but your opponent is right there. another hit. to the right.

you feel the air rush past you as you stride over and return the ball to hit the corner farthest from your opponent. just where you wanted it.

hit. middle. hit. center. hit. corner. hit–

the crowd erupts in cheers and applause. the ball had gone flying past the other player across the net and you hear the umpire announce your first point of the match.

win.

، そ ✧ の後 🌱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 ...

third set.

you had won the first one 6 to 3.

you lost the second set 5 to 7 after a long rally with your opponent but you shook it off. you could come back for the final set.

this set has gone on for what seems like forever. this tie break has gone on for what seems like forever. you've already won 7 points, yet your opponent's score has remained hot on your tail.

until now.

"match point," the umpire announces, and the stands fall silent.

you needed to finish this off.

it only takes one point now. one ace can end this match off once and for all.

it's your turn to serve, and you bounce the ball against the hardcourt as you let the thumping in your head die down. it was your signal to keep going, to make that last final push.

you take a deep breath before serving. you think of what it will feel like to lift that trophy.

you gracefully toss the ball in the air, but as your eye follows it as it briefly eclipses the blaring sun above the stadium, you swear you can catch a slight glimpse of two heads of hair in the crowd.

one blonde and one gray, same agape look on their faces from the day before.

it was like they were seeing god.

but no, it was just you...

so same thing.

the sound of your racket and the ball colliding mid-air rips through the silence of the court at that same moment. a gust of air rushes back into the stadium as everyone lets out the breath they had been holding, and you hear the crowd cheer as you let yourself fall to the ground, letting the exhaustion from the match finally take over you because now it was over.

you win.

you feel your chest heave up and down as your arms land to cross over your sweaty, smiling face. you close your eyes, the summer sun trying as hard as ever to blind you through your eyelids, but all you could see behind them was that image of those twins.

you recall how shocked those two always seemed to be as they watched you play, and you couldn't help but start giggling to yourself.

🗒⋆ *. ୨୧⋆｡ taglist (2/30 at the time of publishing) : @zumicho , @liillyliilly (just send me an ask if you’re interested! xx)

#🍃 𝗿𝗼 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗹𝗺 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 #this counts #haikyuu #miya osamu #miya atsumu #miya osamu x reader #osamu x reader #miya atsumu x reader #atsumu x reader #miya twins #haikyuu x reader #Spotify

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howlsofbloodhounds · 28 days

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Thinking about young nightmare and his friendgroup...doing dumb shit....

I saw this a lot that nightmare would be the responsible and completely mature teenager that knows everything(though i havent seen it a lot now, but i also dont read a lot of nightmare centred fics because i get nit picky about it) which kinda gives me the ick i cant lie 😔

I've been thinking about them a lot recently, like nightmare probably got pulled into a bunch of dumb shit and stuff he would've never done if it weren't for his friends

I'm talking vandalism, and not the malicious kind like destroying buildings that 5 century old nightmare does, i'm talking grafitti and accidentally breaking a tree while breaking in a school because they were gonna prank the history teacher. OR when they're a little older drinking games

This man has definitely done some dumb shit, just because he is book smart and immortal doesnt mean he wasnt a teenager and young adult. He definitely both fucked up and has had some embarrassing moments.

I'm also just thinking about them having sleepovers and being in a giant cuddle pile because nightmare is cold, and him just accidentally hitting them with his tendril thingies

Sometimes its not an accident though, shouldn't have made a comment about an embarrassing moment for him 😋

Also just thinking about him and his lover when they were young, like they definitely had some fights and have said dumb stuff. They always made up, either by themselves or like that one time they got locked in a linen closet and forced to make up by the others.

Also thinking about how nightmare is an unknown creature to them, they have never seen a walking skeleton before let alone one covered in...something and tendrils out his back. Also just thinking about him and his lover exploring eachother because well, they're curious, and young so they do dumb shit and accidentally fuck up nightmares hand for a second while trying to figure out how his hands work

Whoops?

Or just nightmare being confused about humans, and why they are warm, why they have eyelashes and stuff. He knows they do, he has seen humans before in the village but he could never ask why they had that. So having someone explain it to him is probably nice and vice versa.

Also thinking about how nightmare is cold so in the summer all of them are frequently seen draping themselves over nightmare while eating icecream. And nightmare is still under a blanket.

Honestly just giving nightmare the teen experience because dream wont be able to because he was in the stone, and seeing almost everyone around you have had that experience, even your own brother must be..well something

Also yk how you make a dumb mistake in your teens and then discourage others not to do that?

Nightmare encourages dream to do the same embarrassing shit he did when young because he thinks it funny. Schadenfreude is something nightmare is very much familiar with

Also probably to make himself feel a little bit better that even his 'perfect' (according to the villagers) brother has embarrassing moments too

You and I are similar in not being able to read many favorite character-centric fics due to being nitpicky.

Although in my case there’s very rarely any Killer centric fics that isn’t just Killer sucking off Nightmare or Cross or simping over someone—usually Nightmare.

(Strange how this fandom used to hypersexulize killer by making him a horny lustful pervert 24/7 and infantilize him at the same time. And still kinda does. Though thankfully people are moving away from that, and i actually find much better fics for me by writers (and artists) over here on Tumblr.) (I had to prevent myself from ranting about killers potential in fics multiple times 🙏)

Anyway! I love that idea, especially the idea of him and his lover exploring eachother and just being really dumb teens. The idea of Nightmare having a teen experience and a life before all the King of Negativity, cult leader labor trafficker kidnapper torturer stuff.

It would be kinda funny and interesting if Nightmare’s lover actually had a red soul—and he kinda attaches to Killer for that reason and sees a lot of them in him (similar to how Chara saw only the “better” version of Asriel/Flowey in Killer, or how Papyrus and the whole multiverse only saw Sans, and keeps with the theme that no one but Color ever saw Killer for Killer.)

And like, Nightmare may or may not have any of those types of feelings for Killer—but he is possessive, because Killer reminds him of what he lost, and he is useful.

And also the idea of Dream having lost out on his childhood/teen hood and having to spend it just training and preparing to become the Guardian of Positivity and keeping the Balance, protecting the Multiverse, fighting/saving his brother, is all so sad. Nightmare got to live and mature naturally (without his family of course, and likely being hated and feared and isolated wherever he went), whereas Dream was forced to grow fast to basically be a child soldier.

{ @brokenramunebottle }

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merakiui · 1 year

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man I want Floyd’s babies so bad 💔💔💔 like bro cmon like imagine how ELATED he’d be knowing his lil shrimpy is carrying HIS babies 😔💔

He’d be so happy and excited, not only that you’re carrying his babies but also that it means he’ll be a papa!!!! :D the joy and love he feels greatly outweigh the fear, so Floyd’s always ready to comfort you if you get anxious or fret over the future. Family is so incredibly important to Floyd, which is why he’s so over the moon with happiness to be starting a family with you. You’ll be pampered by everyone in the family, but no one pampers you nearly as much as Floyd does. He’s all over you every day, holding you, kissing you, cuddling up to you, rubbing your belly, massaging your shoulders or feet if they’re sore, preparing so many homemade meals, and running all of your baths.

Mama Leech absolutely adores you. She can’t get enough of you when Floyd brings you to visit. She reminds you of Floyd when she’s all over you, so focused on every part of you—your belly the most. She tells stories of what it was like raising Jade and Floyd and knowing that she can relate to you in some way helps ease some of your worries regarding pregnancy. Papa Leech loves to regale you with stories in which young Floyd was particularly naughty, which leaves you laughing at the dinner table. Floyd smacks him with his tail; only his old man could fluster him with long-forgotten stories. Jade is also fond of you. Floyd knows he can count on Jade to be there for him if he ever needs anything, and Jade (like his mother and father) welcomes you into the family so warmly. They all approve of you, adore you, admire how you’ve managed to tame the unruly force that is Floyd. It’s not often Floyd sits still, but he does so for you. Only you.

Floyd loves shopping for you. He buys too much, spoiling you with comfortable maternity wear, necessities for the baby, and other things he deems perfect for you. This is such an exciting occasion for him, so he has to go all out with the preparations! He wants his baby to be enveloped in comfort and love the moment they’re welcomed into this world. You might assume he’d get frustrated or bored with all of these little, but crucial details, but he actually has a lot of fun with it. Although this is likely because his mood has been perpetually sunny as of late and he’s so overwhelmed with excitement for the future that he doesn’t even want to consider negativity or mood swings.

Floyd’s always been possessive of you. But he’s even more possessive now that you’re pregnant. He can let his family touch your belly, and Azul’s allowed to poke and prod because he’s Azul. But anyone else risks losing their hands or worse. He hates seeing hands all over his shrimpy! He doesn’t want any harm to befall you or the baby, so he’s always tense with protective instincts when the two of you go out. Anyone who stares at you for too long is met with a very intimidating glare from Floyd, and that usually has them turning the other way. You’re beautiful. Anyone who thinks otherwise can just disappear. Floyd always compliments you; he only ever speaks the truth, so even if you have doubts or self-consciousness he’ll spoil you with adoring compliments and snuggle up to you until you’re pushing him away and giggling, understanding the point he’s obnoxiously making.

You’re the best thing to have happened to Floyd. He adores you and the baby! You and them are his entire world! He’s so impatient waiting for the day the baby’s born. He wants it to come faster, but for the time being he indulges in your pretty, pregnant body. <3 you’re perfect, all he could ever want, and he lets you know this when he takes his time loving you.

He loved your baby the day you told him you were pregnant, and he’ll love the second, third, fourth, and fifth child all the same. :)

#twisted chit chat #tw: pregnancy #fluffy floyd hours #he’s so !!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAA

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inosukes-boar-mask · 4 months

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Some cc female characters that I think that deserves so much better (in my opinion)

1. Zoe Kusama deserves so much better. I honestly don't understand why some people don't like her like that girl had been through a lot of difficult situations in her life and she literally just wants to help people. And not gonna lie, it's honestly very sad that her life ended that way. I did not care that much about her character at first when season 5 was still ongoing. But rewatching some of the cases where she's involved... It made me realize how tragic her life has been. Especially losing your memory and not remembering your lover (who has been looking for her for so long)

2. Amy Young. This girl deserves a better mother. She's just so sweet and I honestly felt so bad for her during white peaks arc. I don't remember the other details but yeah, it's really sad that she had to deal with her narcissistic mother.

3. Bernadine Rochester. Like this woman has been through a lot in her life just because ber family is so hungry for power. She wasn't even doing anything bad and she also just lose some family member that she cares a lot. (Especially Leopold and probably Archie of course) and I wouldn't be surprised if every single person in Concordia is still blaming her for all of the atrocities her family had done... Like that's just so sad. Imagine you didn't even do anything wrong and there are some people who would be blaming you blah blah blah (i yap a lot on this one now) and if I were her, I would have immediately cut off my ties with that filthy, morally corrupt family and completely disappear from them forever. And she also could've had her own revenge arc or a villain arc though.... That would've been so interesting.

4. Giulietta Capecchi. Do I even need to explain this one? 👀👀👀 Like this girl just lost the people she cares about. First her sister, then her dad, her boyfriend, and lastly, her mother who just went to jail. And speaking of Franca going to jail, it's also sickening that she tried to kill her only daughter just because she's in love with an Irish man... And in the capitol peak arc too 😔😔 i have no other words to say on this one. But I do really hope that she only served a short prison sentence on this one because she really didn't mean to kill a person and it was just an accident. (I know Jaubert's a bad guy but still) all of these stuff happened just at the age of 19. She doesn't deserve to suffer like that. A d everyone doesn't deserve to suffer like what Giu has been through.

5. Gladys Perrin. I'll make this short but yeah, her life was really cut short and she's just trying to make more money just so she could pay for her mom's medicine, hospital bills amd stuff... It's sad that she doesn't get that enough money from the barber shop so she has no choice but to return to her old job... Then poof she just got killed and she's just 19 when she died 😔 pain.

I think there are some more female characters that should be on this list but my memory's kinda shit rn and I still haven't rewatched some of the seasons fully so yeah, leave some in the comments of who you think deserves better in life.

#criminal case #criminal case the conspiracy #criminal case mysteries of the past #criminal case pacific bay #zoe kusama #amy young #bernadine rochester #giulietta capecchi #gladys perrin

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canirove · 9 months

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In The Name of Love | Chapter 11

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"There you are, Valeria. This just came for you" Beth says, giving me a bouquet of white roses.

"Oh, wow."

"That boy of yours truly is a keeper, Val" Emma winks.

"Definitely. I wish Luis was more like this" Beth sighs.

"More like what?" he says, walking into the staffroom with a huge bouquet of sunflowers.

"Oh my God. Are those for me?"

"Of course they are! Sunflowers are your favourite flower, you've been obsessed with them since you were a kid because of Van Gogh's painting."

"You remembered!" Beth says, trying not to cry.

"Always. Happy Valentine's day, love."

"Happy Valentine's day, Luis" she says, throwing herself at his arms.

"Aww, cute" Emma says. "What about your Valentine, Val? What does he say?"

"Nothing. Just Happy Valentine's day."

"You are such a bad liar…"

"I'm not lying."

"And I'm the Queen" Emma says, rolling her eyes.

Happy Valentine's Day, Val. Have you counted the roses? There are 14. Like your Champions League trophies, yes. But also like the date today, February 14. And do you remember what day it was when we met? 14 too. So happy anniversary, Val! Your favourite kid/teenager/young man, P. P.S. check your phone before leaving the school.

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"Good bye, Miss Valeria!"

"See you tomorrow, guys!" I say to a couple of kids as I leave the school, the bouquet of roses in my arm. "Shit, my phone" I remember, quickly checking it.

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Happy Valentine's day, Val 🤍

Look to your left when you leave

You had almost forgotten! Rude 😔

Almost, you said it. And how do you know?

I saw your face

What?

Look to your left, Val

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"Look to my… No way" I chuckle when I see Pedri standing behind a group of parents, leaning against a car. Does he always does that because he likes it or because he knows I like it?

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Pedri 👶🏻🤍

Why are you dressed as a creep? 😂

I'm not

You are. I'm surprised the parents haven't called the police 😂

Ha ha ha 🙄

I'm incognito

Sure

I am

Now follow me

Why would I follow a creepy guy?

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After typing that last message I look up to him, and I can't help but laugh when I see him rolling his eyes. Just the reaction I was looking for.

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This creepy guy has a surprise for you

I told you I don't celebrate Valentine's Day

But we aren't celebrating that.

We are celebrating our anniversary.

Didn't you read my note?

I did

Then follow me, Valeria

Fine, Pedro

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Where are you?

Around the corner.

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"No way" I chuckle when I see him.

After losing sight of him when an old lady stopped me to ask me about my flowers, I've found him leaning against a car. Again. And smiling like an idiot.

He definitely knows I like it when he does it.

"Who was that woman?" he asks.

"I don't know. She stopped me to say that I was very lucky to get such beautiful flowers on a day like today and asked if I knew what white roses meant."

"Do you?"

"Nope. You?"

"I do. But I'll tell you later."

"Later when?"

"Later" Pedri says, moving to the passenger's seat and opening the door for me. "My lady."

"Thank you" I giggle. Will I ever not feel lame when he makes me giggle like that? I don't think so. But deep down, I like it. Deeeep down. "This car is new, isn't it? What happened to the Mini?" I ask him when he also gets inside.

"Had to get rid of it. Too easy to spot if you know what I mean."

"Oh, sorry. I liked that car."

"Because of what we did on it on my birthday?" he smirks.

"No" I reply, rolling my eyes. "It was cute. Like you."

"Am I cute?"

"Very. Especially now that you've got rid of that hoodie and your hair looks all messy."

"You like my messy hair?" he laughs.

"I love it" I say, moving towards him and running a hand through it. "I fucking love it."

"And I… Sorry" he says, clearing his throat and looking away, his eyes focusing on the car parked in front of us. Weird. "Should we go?"

"Sure. But first I must do something."

"What?" he asks, meeting my eyes again.

"This" I say before kissing him, my fingers still tangled in his hair.

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"We've been so lucky with the weather today. I don't think this would have looked as good if I had had to do it inside" Pedri says when we walk into his garden. "What do you… Val. Val, hey. Are you ok?"

"Umm" I nod.

"Then why are you crying?" he says, cupping my face and wiping away my tears.

"I don't know" I laugh.

"What?"

"I mean, I guess I do know, but…"

"You aren't making any sense, Val."

"I love this, Pedri."

"Really? Don't you find it cheesy?" he chuckles.

"If you had made a path with candles and rose petals, added a hundred flowers everywhere and put a sign with our initials or something like that, I would have definitely found it cheesy. Maybe tacky too. But you didn't. You just grabbed what you had lying around and threw it there, and that makes it perfect."

"Perfect?"

"Yes, perfect. Because I can tell that you did it. That you thought of it, that no one else did it for you."

"Then have I earned a kiss, Miss Valeria?" he asks with a mischievous smile.

"And two" I smile back.

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"Val, I know I am extremely handsome, but you are supposed to be looking at the tv" Pedri says. After having the perfect picnic outside in the garden, we moved into the living room when it got cold, laying on the sofa and cuddling while watching a movie.

"I'm sorry, I can't help it" I say, my chin resting on his chest.

"Still obsessed with my hair?"

"Very much, yes" I smile. "And you haven't told me about the flowers yet."

"Uh?"

"The flowers, the ones you sent me this morning. You said you knew what they meant."

"Oh, that."

"Yes, that" I say, moving closer to him so I can run my hands through his hair. How can it look so good today?

"They are white roses. Because you support Real Madrid, and because you made white our colour."

"I didn't make white our colour" I laugh.

"I beg to differ" he says, kissing my nose.

"Ok, fine. And what else?"

"What else what?"

"Why did you pick them? The woman who stopped me said they have a lovely meaning."

"Do they?"

"Oh, c'mon Pedri. Stop teasing me and say why you picked them."

"I…"

"You…"

"Ok" he says, taking a deep breath and sitting up, moving me with him. "When I decided to get you white roses, I googled their meaning just in case there was something bad. But I found out that they mean purity, trust and friendship."

"I don't think we can be described as pure keeping in mind what we did the night we met" I chuckle.

"No, we can't" he smirks. "But when talking about purity, it also said that you can give white roses to say that your feelings towards that person are pure and honest. And mine towards you are like that, Val. You've read all the things they've said about me and girls. Some are real, some aren't. But since I met you, since that night 6 months ago, all that stopped. You've been the only girl I can think about, the only girl I've been with. The only girl I want to be with. Because I like you, Val. I like you very much, and I…"

"Stop."

"What?"

"Please stop, Pedri."

"Did I say something wrong? Oh God, I did, didn't I? Or I said too much and it's too soon and…"

"Pedri, shut up!"

"Sorry. I'm sorry."

"There is nothing to be sorry about" I say, caressing his cheek and making him look at me. "But let me speak too, ok?"

"Ok" he nods.

"I also like you, Pedri. I like you very much."

"Really?"

"Really" I say before kissing him, feeling the same I did when we kissed on his balcony that first night. As if it is just him and I, his lips on mine, his hands on my body, the feeling of his heart beating against my chest.

#pedri #pedri gonzalez #pedri fanfic #pedri gonzalez fanfic #pedri imagine #pedri gonzalez imagine #football fanfic #football imagine

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ernestelm · 5 months

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Tuggoffelees Headcanons

Sometimes with different interpretations bc Im actually a cat, a dog and a weasel parading as a human, you would probably see me slowly navigate it out bc I alrdy have several clear stories in my brain. Also I do Quaxo is Misto stuff but I still call him Misto usually, I don't like writing the letter Q.

Misto fell first but Tugger fell harder

Childhood friends Misto thought they were alrdy married, he's a "its you, its always going to be you" because we love our horribly platonic girlies (me, I am girlie😔)

Tugger absolutely just went "wait he's so cool, what the hell" when Misto started his Mr Mistoffelees act. Like he was like already slightly in love but suddenly it overflowed and now he doesn't know what to do

He doesn't even know if what Misto does to him is just banter or flirting (Misto's version flirting are basically trust games where he confirms Tugger does in fact, trust him)

Tugger has zero idea how magic works but is a supportive bf

When Misto researches a new trick and needs someone to show it to or help he finds Tugger first

This has been happening since they were young

Tugger has zero idea what is happening but is always hyping Misto up even when he fails

Misto has slight stage fright so when he's performing, he mostly focuses on Tugger because he knows no matter what Tugger will never be disappointed in him

Tugger doesn't realizes this bc he always sits near Old Deut and thinks Misto is just looking at him

Tugger is absolutely terrified of lice since childhood

So do the other maine coons but Tugger is suuuper dramatic about it

He always runs to Misto all distressed and whines to him and asks him to zap them out

But Tugger is also kind of scared of electric so Misto has to slowly calm him down and hold his hand before doing the lightest shock that is required to kill it

and afterwards he has to console him and helps him clean it out

Tugger's owners are still confused as to why he always runs out after getting lice and always comes back all clean with the happiest trot

Misto is super secure about the relationship

Which is why Tugger is still confused if they are in a relationship or not

he is still waiting for Misto to confirm it ;>

Misto doesn't get it and thinks that Tugger is just shy or smth and thinks that its kinda cute

Misto goes non-verbal during performances

I know I broke this one, but I will try and do better and learn some more hand gestures (and hand signs for Victoria, my version is not deaf just selectively mute, Jemima does her talking(she's super fluent!) they'll probably be doing BSL tho bc London)

He requires more focus, esp in his performance form (with the half moon face! bc I realized I couldn't live without it)

Tugger is usually his assistant and helps him with talking when needed

It adds to the mystery part of the Mr Mistoffelees act ( I want to hopefully show how like how terrifying but alluring he is, he's like an elegant Macavity in my eyes )

Misto is actually super direct

Dude is not vague, the dude knows what he wants

He only "insults" Tugger with facts

He does show affection through words but Tugger always goes (in his head) "WHAT DOES THIS MEAN"

His man is dumb, let him be dumb

#I might do more later or just show it in my little short scribbles later down the line #Im not really drawing today bc what I drew is... less than appetizing rn #not in the zone and probably not getting there so Im doing traditional sketches to maybe fuel up some love for art idk #cats the musical #cats musical #rum tum tugger #mr mistoffelees #tuggoffelees

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yueliie · 28 days

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🎑 ⸝⸝ 秋 — 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐌𝐍 𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋

♯01 🎑 ⸝⸝ @maruflix ─ ✿

🎑 ⸝⸝ 秋 — 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐈𝐒...

hii maru!! ngl I was so ready to write you & narumi or maybe endo/takiishi but then I saw you asked for sukuna? mannn it's been a long time since I read the manga but I still vaguely remember sukuna more than yuji 😔👊 I feel like the vision of you two being the type of couple who most people would be shocked to found out that you guys are dating—you two give me the vibes of the narcissistic bf x quiet gf and he's very obsessed and very very touchy bf on top of that, he is a simple man. He knows exactly what he wants and he will 100% get it now matter what happens and that's how he manages to win your heart.

🎑 ⸝⸝ 𝐀𝟒 — 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒

at first, sukuna didn't think much of it when you suggested going on a horror movie marathon, he even thought it was stupid to get spooked by something that was fake when he is supposedly to be the most terrifying being out there.

but then, he saw you getting all jumpy whenever there was a jump scare on screen and itching yourself closer to him, he wasn't paying attention to the movie anymore after that.

He has his arm resting around your shoulders, pulling you close enough to lean on his chest and since you two has a big height difference, you just looked so small and cute in his arms that he couldn't wipe that big smirk off his face whenever you clenched his kimono tightly.

ever since that day, he started looking forward to those horror movie nights with you since it's so rare to see you expressing so much emotions and he just loves watching you, it's practically his drug now.

🎑 ⸝⸝ 𝐀𝟏𝟏 — 𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄

When you, Maru invited Sukuna to investigate an old house that was rumored to be haunted, you honestly expecting him to say no but surprisingly, he agreed to it which you're still in shock about that.

You only took the job because you think it's would be interesting and fun to go with someone like Sukuna just to get a reaction out of him since he is the king of curses, not like ghosts exist anyways right?

Oh, how wrong you were...the moment you two entered the building, its started to rain which he took note of it with a husky voice before turning his eyes on the young lady next to him, looking very pale in the face.

When he asked if you were alright, you flinched, holding onto his sleeve while putting on a brave face and telling him that you were fine.

But then, a loud creak interrupted the moment and all you saw was a single eyeball in the dark.

In response to that, you let out a horrified scream , wrapping yourself around the taller male's arm with tears gathered up at the corner of your pretty and sweet-looking brown eyes.

You were so shaken by what you just saw that Sukuna has to carried you out of the building and he didn't put you down until you two got home, this prick was loving every single second of it.

🎑 ⸝⸝ 𝐀𝟏𝟑 — 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍

when its started raining out of the blue, you tried to out ran the rain at first since your house was a few blocks away but sukuna wasn't letting you have that and instead, he just dragged you to an old bus stop because he knows you are weak and can't let his beloved get sick now.

but by the time you two had arrived at the bus stop, his kimono were drenched from the rain while yours were partly dried for the most part, only having the upper half being soaking wet.

Good thing you weren't wearing a white shirt that day but the biggest problem for you right now wasn't about the annoying feeling of your clothes sticking to your skin and how cold it is when the wind breeze through them.

No...the biggest threat was how your lover, the king of curses was completely soaking wet from head to toes with his kimono clinging to his muscular chest and you could almost see a little bit of his collarbone, oh... don't forget how built his biceps looked especially now that it's not hidden by his kimono most of the time.

Sukuna noticed your stares, flushing red in the face and its got redder when he smirked with a suggestive tone "like what you're seeing?"

🎑 ⸝⸝ 𝐀𝟏𝟒 — 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒

It was sometimes after breakfast when Sukuna was waiting for you in the living room; this was your routine with him while he doesn't bother you when you're busy running around the house, doing housework; he would be out and be back hours later just in time for dinner.

On most days, he would be out at this time of day and wouldn't be home until really late into the evening, but for some reasons, he decided to come home early one day and waited for you at the sofa of the living room.

He knows that you were home from the sounds of your shuffling footsteps; he assumed you were doing the laundry, but then you come out of the room dressed in a white kimono that was obviously too big on you. It took him a good while until he realised it was his, and another good moment when he realised how good his clothes looked with your pretty soft brown hair.

"You look nice." He smirked, but you didn’t seem to have heard him, and soon he noticed the earphone wire, and his smirk couldn't get any wider as he stood up and walked towards you with your back facing him. He relished the way that you jumped as his arms caged you to the wall. He took out your earphones and leaned close to your ear. “Maru, you look nice in them.”

“I didn’t know that you were home." You coughed awkwardly, trying to turn around, but then you felt a sense of weightness around your neck. You looked down to see his scar wrapped nicely around you, maybe because he was wearing it a moment ago but it smelled just like him...

You snapped your head to meet his eyes; there is a look of amusement within the red pools of his, sneaking a kiss on your forehead before pulling away with a satisfied smirk, "I like it; you should wear them more often."

#🎑 : ❝ 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐌𝐍 𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋 #jjk ryomen #ryomen x you #ryomen sukuna x you #selfship event #self ships #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen x you #self ship #jjk headcanons #jjk drabbles #“you ask and you shall receive”#I HOPE I DID YOU GUYS JUSTICE

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