#only to run into eachother again at the supermarket

[periwinkle-the-11th]

What if seagulls had hands?

[gojoath]

ಣ ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ ILL GIVE YOU MY HEART, OKKOTSU YŪTA

you think it’s going well with yūta— the new guy you just started dating despite the way you’ve only seen eachother a handful of times. that’s exactly what he wants you to believe though, this is all going according to his plan.

summary. fem reader. yandere yūta. obsession. manipulation. stalking. yandere themes. aged up characters. love confessions (three dates in). promise ring mention. he’s basically love bombing you. first times together. inexperienced yuta -> virginity loss. face sitting. wc, 7.2k.

note. another repost for the series, thank you guys again for all the love you originally gave it :)

he did everything right, everything he had to to make sure you ended up like this. to make sure you fell for him the same way he did you,

yuuta knew exactly the type of guy he had to be. he knew you’d think it was cute, a funny work of fate that he was always there— seeking you out in the mundane and wiggling his way into your everyday routine. what are the chances that you both do your grocery shopping on tuesday nights? what are the chances he’s walking down the same street as you are on a thursday morning, just one over from your apartment? the only answer must be you’re soulmates, you think that too, don’t you? 

it would be rude for you to refuse his invitation to take you out when the universe is trying so hard to put you two together. when he’s trying so hard to get you both together.

he’s been perfect, so polite and loving— good morning texts and constant adoration, showering you in compliments, he’s everything you’ll ever need. yuuta can still remember the way you held his hand on the first date— the way your eyes widened slightly before you sent him a cute look that made his cheeks flush, you looked a little surprised but it only made him want to hold you tighter. to never let you go.

it’s your third date now and he’s more sure now than ever that you’re both made for eachother. he’s able to recite your usual order in your favourite little cafe like it’s second nature as you sit there now, you don’t even pick up the menu before it’s rolling off his tongue and he thinks the shocked look on your face is adorable. hes sure your heart must be racing right now. knowing it was his first time here.

you don’t say anything though, you don’t mention it or tell him how much you liked that or love him, instead suddenly you can’t meet his gaze and yuuta can’t help the way that makes him feel a little disappointed, after he’d taken such time to get to know you.

is it really that surprising that he knows what you like, isn’t that what you want? you may think you’ve just met but he’s known you for months— albeit from afar, from the rooftop opposite your apartment that stares perfectly into your window while you change and sleep, and from the aisles hes followed you through in the supermarket. he’s memorised your usual grocery list and which side of the bed you prefer to sleep on at this point— like a lovershould.

but he does it because love is silly like that, don’t you feel it too?

it’s a little clumsy, with an unsettling sort of urgency that yuuta’s hand reaches across the table to wordlessly ask for yours as his palm opens up. you’re probably just shy, from what hes seen— you’ve probably never felt pure love quite like his before, hes sure true devotion is so new to you you’re not sure how to act.

your gaze lifts to meet his on the opposite side of the table and he notices the chill that seems to run through you under his gaze, it makes him swallow heavily when his vacant, haunting stare holds yours. why do you look like you’ve seen a ghost? his fingers twitch slightly as they remain empty and he’s glad you don’t pay any attention to the way his other hand is digging painfully into his thigh, won’t you put him out of his misery and take his hand?

another few seconds and he sucks his lower lip between his teeth as he continues to stare at you. until finally, your hand us warm when it finally rests in his from across the table. your touch is a stark opposite to the chill in his own fingertips but he’s sure you can see the way the simple touch makes his ears flush pink. his hand closes over yours and his unsettling, neutral expression melts into something softer, gentler with his next movement as he tilts his head at you to smile.

“um.. do you want to come back to my apartment?” or would you want to stay forever? 

three dates in, is when yuuta finally has you.

you’re in front of him as he leans over you to unlock the door to his apartment, deliberately pressing his chest against your back as the lock clicks but he takes the opportunity and close proximity to reward himself with a deep inhale. you smell sweet, something citrine and silky that makes him want to wrap himself in you, in your scent.. in your skin.

it feels like it draws him in, but before yuuta can lean in a little closer, just enough to press his lips against the pulse point in your neck to suck, to mark and bite— the door to his apartment opens and you can’t seem to get in fast enough as you take your first few steps.

his apartment isn’t anything special, if anything it’s a little empty— it would barely looked lived in if it wasn’t for his spare pair of shoes by the door and the katana by his bed. he opted to leave it behind for your date, he was still more than capable of protecting you without it if need be.

but the silence feels uneasy as yuuta watches you eye-up his belongings, he was sure he put everything incriminating away— his little notes about your schedule, the folded up receipts that you’d dropped by accident or the pretty little pictures he’d taken of you, albeit the paper is a little sticky and ruined now. he doesn’t need them anymore though, he has you now.

“sorry, it’s not much hah..” the chuckle he lets out is a little awkward, followed by a loud swallow as his eyes cut through your back but you just.. stand there. but still, he can’t stay away so he approaches you with caution, you’re in his domain now afterall. under his roof, in his heart, why wouldn’t he reach out to touch you when he’s so close? why else would you come to his apartment unless you wanted that.

“it’s very you, i think. kinda how i expected it to look.” the sound of your voice is a low hum but it still makes yuuta’s heart squeeze, it’s funny how much he feels like he missed it— it’d only been a few seconds but he doesn’t think he can live without that sound anymore as it draws him closer, “it’s cute, y’know?”

“really?” your back is still to him but he’s able to get close enough to press his chest against it as his arms wrap around your waist. you’re closer now than you’ve everbeen,

he wishes he could chain you here, right by his side so you never had to leave again.

“mhm.” you smile and yuuta finds himself flushing again as he curls over you slightly, just enough for him to meet your gaze from over your shoulder before you pull him away from him entirely. he feels the brush of cold air from the space your body left as he twitches.

“yuuta?” you ask again, although the sound of his name is different now as he watches you spin on your heels to look at him.

“how did you know my order.. at the cafe i mean.” you’re looking at him so intently it’s making him nervous, you’re nervous he realises. you clasp your hands behind your back as you lean forward and yuuta wonders how long you’ve been thinking this question over in your mind.

did he slip up? did he really ruin his own perfect facade by being too perfect for you. his chest feels a little tighter now and he’s sure the expression on his face isn’t as sweet as he needs it to be, his lower lip is between his teeth and he’s pretty sure if he bites down a little more it’ll draw blood. he needs to think—

“you sent me a picture once,” he smiles gently, kindly as his eyes soften and his voice is such a shy lull as he answers you. he notices the way your shoulders seem to relax and he scratches at the back of his neck before he continues, “at lunch with maki.”

“i just thought it sounded similar to what you had that day, that’s all.” it’s not completely a lie, he did see you taking photos of your food the few times you’ve been to that cafe. but he never got them, he wonders who you sent them too.. there wouldn’t be someone else, right? you wouldn’t do that to him and his heart.

“sorry, is that weird?” yuuta feels hot under your stare but you must feel cold under his, there’s goosebumps along your skin and he finds it a little unnerving the way you draw back as he takes a step forward. maybe you’re just relieved.. is it because you love him that you asked? maybe you wanted his real answer.

“no, no! i must’ve forgot, it’s sweet you remembered.” you think he’s sweet, he smiles at that before he’s taking another careful step towards you and you let him this time. it’s like a relief when his hands are back on you, in their rightful place as he pulls you into him and he keeps you there— underneath his gaze as your face tilts to meet his.

“you’re really pretty.” yuuta whispers softly as he noses against your cheek, letting his cool fingertips tease along the hem of your shirt as they brush along your overheating skin. you shudder, pressing yourself into him and he doesn’t think you’re going to ask anymore questions when you bat your lashes up at him.

“can.. can i touch you?” the question is a drowsy murmur, smeared against the corner of your lips and you choose to answer it wordlessly as you turn to meet him, twisting into a kiss that’s deeper than the ones you’ve shared prior.

he’d kissed you before, but it was more like innocent pecks or kisses along your cheeks, he didn’t want to scare you off— to give you too much of him too soon, he had to make you fall for him first.. to want him. to love him.

but this one is different as yuuta’s nails dig into the bare skin of your waist, it’s sloppier than you’d expect from him as he nips on your lower lip— making you gasp as his tongue tentatively presses its way between them. your lashes kiss against the apples of your cheeks as your eyes close and he picks up on the way your breathing changes when his palm rests against your cheek to hold you there.

you must’ve been waiting for this aslong as he has been, it’s obvious with the way you’re pushing into him. have you been thinking about it as much as he has? he’s dreamed of the moment he’d finally have you here, pressed against him, your mouth on his as you feed into his hunger and he knows for sure now. he won’t ever be able to leave you alone. 

“yuuta~” you murmur, delicate and pretty beneath the chill of yuuta’s fingertips and it makes his palms feel clammy against your skin as he moves you, pressing you back through the halls of his apartment until your back is against his bedroom door. he can barely reach for the handle, he’s too busy brushing his hands over your body now— swiping and smearing his spit messily against your lips until he’s breathless, buzzing beneath his skin before it’s you that reaches back to open it wilfully, eagerly.

“s-sorry,” he feels bad for keeping you waiting but now he’s addicted as he feels you grin against his lips, locking the apology with another sinful swipe of your tongue that has him swaying before you’re pulling away. he’s flushed to his chest, panting— but his grip on your body is still tight when you push him back until he rests on the mattress, starry-eyed and kiss drunk as you follow to climb on top.

“why’re you looking at me like that?” you ask playfully as you pull off your shirt and yuuta knows he’s staring, all adoring despite the way his gaze has always been somewhat empty, dark and void of emotion, but there’s always a dull glow when he looks at you. it’s what lovedoes to a person afterall.

“because.. you’re really pretty.” his words have a trembling undercurrent to them as he exhales, reaching up to cup his cool fingertips around the back of your neck before he’s pulling you back in to kiss him again. his next murmur is barely audible, pressed between your tongue and lips, “i.. i can’t believe you’re finally mine.”

he’s not sure if you hear him, but he feels your movements slow— even if only for a second; like you’re thinking something over in your head, like you’re considering pulling away. but he won’t let you, he cant, not now that he’s finally had a taste— you wouldn’t want to leave him so empty after all this. after you made him fall for you.

but if he makes you uncomfortable, you don’t say anything else as he breathes into you— stripping you both of your layers until you’re just in your underwear and yuuta can’t bare to keep his eyes closed when you’re soul is laid bare infront of him like this.

“would you.. um, want to sit?” he asks but it’s spoken more like an insistent plea as his hips twitch into yours, the heat of your pussy so close to him making him feel so mindless beneath you. “please.”

the question urges you to pull away to sit upright on his lap despite the way yuuta finds himself chasing your mouth, blinking up at you through his lidded gaze as you bite cutely on your lower lip. it’s plump from his teeth and kisses, he already wants it back.

“i mean.. what if i’m heavy?” you say softly, uncertainty in the question but he answers almost too quickly as his hand grabs at your own, his brows furrowing slightly while he looks up at you.

“i don’t care. i want you to, i’ve thought about it a lot.” he’s talking too much, he should stop. but yuuta needs you there, he’s thought about suffocating between your thighs, between your folds so much his chest feels tight at the thought. wont you do this one thing for him after everything he’s done for you? you owe him after how much he’s loved you.

“really? you’ve thought about me. aren’t you lewd?” your reply is playful, perfectly so as your lips smile softly and he wants nothing more than to kiss the expression off of you. even if only to keep it for himself, he doesn’t want anyone else to see you like this ever again. he considers killing anyone who already has. 

“heh—uh, i think about you alot. i just..” the pinpricks of arousal under yuuta’s skin are cracking away at his perfect little facade he’s created for you. but you’re urging him to keep going as your thighs squeeze around his waist from above,

“hm?”

“i wish.. i had all of you. the thought of you with someone else it… makes me,” he lets himself exhale as he looks up at you, something twisted swimming in his gaze that makes you look at him so softly. he hopes you can see the way that makes him feel, the thought of what’s his with somebody else, how cruel it would be on his heart— your smile falters, only slightly but he lets his hand trail down his face.

yuuta expects you to climb off of him, but instead— he feels your fingers push back the dark bangs that fall over his gaze, mused from your hands and the comforter beneath him. it’s such a soft little touch that feels so full of love it makes his heart squeeze.

“lie down, yuuta.” you exhale in reverence and he does so easily when you press your palm into his chest, urging him down as you slide your way up his body. his eyes are on your thighs and his hands follow quickly after as your knees press into the mattress beside his cheeks— kneeling above him as he pants at the puffy, damp press of your pussy in your panties.

he feels too hot for his skin but yuuta’s fingers are still cold when he hooks them beneath the flimsy fabric to pull it to the side— finally allowing him the first real look at your pussy that isn’t through a pane of glass as his cock throbs in his boxers. his fingers return to their place on your skin before he squeezes, urging you down to finally straddle his cheeks as he breathes across your glistening folds.

he starts off tentatively as he parts your folds with his tongue, suckling softly on your clit as he slurps and swallows at whatever you give him. you rock into his mouth with so much want it makes his fingers squeeze, but his eyes are still on you as you ride his mouth, humping into every flick of his tongue as he rolls it along the sensitive petals of your cunt.

“more, yuu~ please,” yuuta knows you’re holding back, thighs trembling as you try not to put too much of your weight on him but your plea makes the last string of his sanity snap before he’s releasing the limit on his strength to pull you completely into him.

you’re scared he can barely breathe but he’s holding you so tight you can barely move, this was what he wanted— what he’s been fantasising about. he wants to breathe your pussy for the rest of his life as he buries himself into you, whimpering as he explores the plains of your intimate skin with his tongue and mouth.

yuuta’s lips close around your clit once more before he nips playfully at the bud, pulling a sound out of you that’s so saccharine sweet that he swears he almost cums in his pants as he stares up at you. your lips are parted, nibbles perked up on your pretty tits as you roll the nub between your fingers and he swears he feels lightheaded at how perfect you look. all his.

“it tastes so good,” you hear him groan from his place below you and you look down to meet his gaze, his face between your thighs as you grind yourself down on his tongue, hips twisting into his mouth as he takes a ragged exhale against your pussy. his cheeks and the lower half of his face are slick with your juices as they drip down onto the sheets below him, his fingers flexing into your flesh every time your thighs tighten around his head.

“i-is it all for me?” you hear yuuta mumble under his breath before he buries himself back into you, the low, desperate tone of his voice sending vibrations straight to your clit as your hips twitch from the sudden jolt of pleasure. your fingers fall into his hair to pull just as he presses his tongue against the twitching entrance to your walls, the warmth eagerly luring him inside as your hole clenches around the muscle. “please, only me, okay?”

it feels so good you don’t even care what he’s mumbling against you because every word is like honey along your nerves, making you twitch and bounce your clit into his eager mouth as he devours you entirely. you’re just nodding, murmuring out his name but you’re feeding into his sick little fantasy like you wouldn’t believe.

“nobody else.” yuuta’s greedy, carnivorous, like he’d eat through to your heart if you’d let him. then you’d trulybelong to him, be with him forever.

“mhm, it feels so good, don’t stop—fuck.” oh he doesn’t think he’ll ever be able to, you feel so much better than he could’ve ever imagined when he pulls away momentarily to slide his slender fingers between your folds, spreading you so lewdly before he’s diving back in.

yuuta’s slurping and smacking at your essence as he drinks in the very taste of you that has his cock twitching between his thighs, beads of precum gathering at the tip while he pays no mind to it—only focused on the feeling of you creaming on his tongue. it may be your first time together but you’d never believe it with how well he’s working your body, like he’s studied you— memorised every sweet sound he’s heard you pull from yourself as you flicked your pretty little clit every night. he hopes you were thinking about him.

“so soft,” he feels lightheaded at the arousal pooling in his stomach, at the need as his cock aches for any sort of friction, but he’s just so lost in you instead. “and warm,” he wraps his lips around your clit before sucking it into his mouth, allowing his tongue to roll the sensitive bud so he can feel you jerk in his hold, his large palms rocking you against his mouth as he groans against you once more.

“use me—k-keep going, please.” yuuta almost growls, his words breathless and needy and you feel the coil in your stomach tighten when you look behind you to watch his own hips twitch at the idea of you cumming on his face, paired with the pressure of you grinding down on tongue.

he can tell you’re close by the pace your hips have taken up, twitching and stuttering into his movements as your slick increases in volume, smearing along his cheeks and making such a lewd mess beneath you. his lungs quake with his next inhale, he can’t get enough breath in with how deep he’s pressed into you but he doesn’t care— he’d die for your orgasm, for your pleasure, for your love.

yuuta’s movements are almost desperate and your skin feels on fire when the pleasure races through you. you hear his own quiet moans against your cunt, almost lost between smacks and suckling noises and your thighs tremble either side of him as your hips stutter. “fuck—yuu!” you babble, your clit knocking against his nose with every buck of your hips as you drag yourself along his mouth, every desperate grind of your cunt squelching loudly as he goes between pressing his tongue into your hole and tracing messy circles around your clit.

“give me all of you.” another twisted little plea buried into your folds but the way his lidded gaze cuts up into you makes you shudder in the best way, “everything,”

and so you jolt when you feel yuuta suck your clit between his teeth once more, nibbling on the sensitive bud before your orgasm finally washes over you, causing your thighs to tighten around him in response.

but instead of pulling away he only wraps his arms around your hips, pulling you even closer until you’re pretty sure he can’t breathe at all—lapping as you cream into his mouth, tongue dipping into feel your walls squeezing down around him as he slurps and drinks everything you have to offer him.

you feel your body slacken as you ride out your orgasm, your fingers in yuuta’s hair tightening painfully despite the way it only makes him hotter as it sears through his skin. he continues to bathe your clit in kitten licks, shooting tiny aftershocks through your body—his face sticky with your essence when you finally decide to inch yourself off of him to catch your breath.

“it’s been a while since i’ve came that hard, jeez.” your laugh seems to pull him into you despite the way he’s breathing deep, he still moves with such an ease that is almost inhumane as he reaches out to swipe his thumb against your cheek affectionately.

“you looked beautiful.” yuuta replies, so neutral and honest that it makes you feel shy suddenly, like you didn’t just cream all over his face. you think you’d hide yourself in your palms if he wasn’t tilting you up to meet him, to let him kiss you once more as he sucks languidly on your tongue.

it’s messy, filthy the way he eagerly lets you taste yourself— moaning at the way the mix of spit and cream makes you melt into him before he’s easing himself between your thighs to press you into the mattress with each kiss.

“can i have you now?” he’s been ever so patient but he doesn’t think he can hold back any longer. yuuta’s need for you hurts, like an ache in his chest— he needs to have you so he knows you’re real as he eagerly pushes down the constraining fabric of his boxers, sighing with the first sting of sexual freedom as you spread your legs for him so eagerly. “i want to hurry and feel that you’re really mine, please.”

his lips smear along your cheeks as he pulls away, panting like he’s a dog in heat when you reach between your sweat slick bodies to wrap your fingers around the shaft of his cock. the press of your palm makes him shudder, drooling along the dip of your shoulder and he feels like he can’t get close enough to you as you let the blunt head roll through your sensitive folds.

“you can have me, i need you, yuu.. please.” you’re still so wet, needy despite the orgasm yuuta’s already taken for you and he knows it’s love with the way you’re grabbing at him— scratching at his shoulders just as his cock finally presses into the tight ring of your walls before he sinks into you.

the first squeeze of you around him is warm, so tight it feels like he can barely move as he sinks his teeth into the exposed skin of your shoulder until he draws blood. you shriek but he can feel the way the pain makes your pussy tremble around him, greedily luring more of him in as he pushes past the sweet spots that make your thighs twitch— beg for him. he knew you were perfect, your body feels moulded to his shape.

your back arches, urging your chest to press snug and tight against yuuta’s and he only pulls you closer— lapping at the teeth marks on your skin as he soothes the wound, hoping it leaves a mark so that your body will remember him. remember who it belongs to now.

“i waited for you..” the way he sinks into you is slow, agonisingly so but the sounds he’s pulling from you light a fuse that fizzles into something that feels even better as it bursts along his skin. it makes his toes and fingers curl when he feels your pussy squeeze down on him eagerly, rewarding the stretch of his cock the deeper he goes.

there’s still a chill to yuuta’s slender hands despite the way he’s sweating, groping just a little too hard into your waist, making him stutter out a low whimper as he drags you along his cock. he’s forcing your walls to spread open for him as he feels something ache deep in his stomach, desire heavy in each laboured breath as he takes everything you’ll give him, everything he can get.

he breathes, low and ragged, and you can only find it in yourself to reply with a sound that’s high pitched and needy when you finally feel the weight of his hips press tight against yours as he bottoms out.

“and it’s.. all mine now.” yuuta’s voice sounds needier than he expects and his eyes flutter closed when he finally pulls his hips back after a few moments, drawing his cock out of you as he feels the way your pussy squeezes down around him tight in response.

it’s like you’re trying to lure back in every inch you lose — begging him to stay and to never leave you, to press deeper into you before his fingers dig bruises into your hips and he’s doing just that, beginning a steady pace with another slow withdrawal and a staggered breath.

the first real, deep kiss of yuuta’s cock has your toes curling as he hugs you closer — his face rests just over the crook of your neck so you can hear the way he pants and growls softly between your moans, smearing kisses against your cheek everytime he turns to take in the sight of you beneath him.

you’re so pretty, too pretty that he can barely contain his thoughts— his love when your head turns to meet his gaze and it makes his pace stutter before he can even find his rhythm.“i.. i love you.” the confession slips, it’s hushed but it’s heavy, pressing you into the mattress as your eyes suddenly widen and you stiffen despite the way he remains lost in you with his next thrust, “it’s so good.”

“huh? uh..” your lips part to stop him but it breaks into a whine as the blunt head of his cock presses against the spots inside of you, making you twitch before you’re pushing into his chest to give him a confused look.

thankfully, yuuta picks up on the way your legs aren’t squeezing around him anymore— missing the red marks your nails were trailing against his skin in a way that makes him pull back, maybe slightly panic at the expression he’s met with that isn’t the pure adoration he expects. “are you okay? did i hurt you?” his hands are trying so hard to soothe you as they trail down your skin, but you’re not melting into him like you should. did he do something wrong?

“no it’s just..” you begin, albeit a little awkwardly considering the dude you’ve been on three dates with just told you he loves you while he was balls deep for the firsttime might you add. “um, isn’t it a bit soon for that?”

but still, because you like him— you suffer through the confrontation as you bite on your lower lip. “i’m not even your girlfriend yet.”

yuuta’s never thought about it like that. he never realised that you guys weren’t as serious as you must’ve wanted, all of this time he’d assumed you were his girlfriend but you must’ve wanted him to ask. that’s why you were so reluctant to accept his love, because you were scared it wasn’t there to begin with. but because he really does love you, he’s always going to be there to reassure you.

“i don’t think it’s too soon.. it’s how i feel.” his eyes are on you as he reaches forward, his fingers curling around yours before he pulls your hand to rest on his chest— so you can feel the way his heart is beating at his ribs, like it’s begging you to reach in and pull it out. “can you feel it. it’s my love.”

yuuta’s stare is searing as it burns through you and it makes your fingers curl against his chest slightly, like you’re ready to pull away but he’s strong— he keeps you there despite the way he feels you tense.

“yuuta..” you press your free hand between your brows, still a little confused— maybe a little aroused at what’s happening but you’d rather not sort through those feelings just yet, so you continue. “we’ve been on three dates.”

yuuta feels like he’s being scolded, was it really so bad for him to love you? why aren’t you so eager to accept him when he knows you feel it too, the way you look at him is with love, he knows you’re lying to him. “but.. but you said i could have all of you.” he tries to hush the hiss to his voice but his gaze on you doesn’t falter despite the way you wish you could look away, he holds you there.

“i’m sorry, are you going to leave?” he asks the question like you’ve got the choice but the grip on your fingers tightens like he wouldn’t let you go regardless.

“no, just.. i like you but maybe just slow down a little, okay?” it was an olive branch, a proposal that you feel like would work best for both of you. you watch the way he softens at that, like you’re watching a wild animal accept it’s first pet from a human hand.

“okay,” yuuta’s acceptance is a quiet lull but any disappointment he had is pushed back by his own desire when you lead him back between your legs. your mouth is saying one thing but your heart is calling for him, pussy luring him back in like it’ll die without him and he wonders if maybe you’re just protecting your heart. he wants to tell you there’s no need, he’ll never hurt you.. aslong as you love him that is.

but anything he wants to say is quickly overcome by the twist in his gut when he’s back in your walls, feeling them squeeze and tremble around him like it’s a skin to skin confession on its own.

another clap of yuuta’s hips with yours and your head tilts up to meet him for a kiss as your lips curl around his, tongue tracing the length of his own until you’re whining. if you didn’t love him, why is your hand so accepting to intertwine with his own, why does it feel like you’re making love rather than just fucking. your mouth slots against his perfectly and your pussy begs for every inch it loses. so why won’t you admit it’s love.

“i.. i just get scared i’ll lose you forever if i let you go.” he feels mindless when your hips grind up to meet every thrust, the pace hes set isn’t fast but it’s enough to have you both whining against each others lips as he drives into you. he’s spurred on by the sweet sounds that break from your throat, your voice taking a dreamier lull than hes used to — it’s more needy, more intoxicating. it makes his words even more true as he feels the jealousy simmer along his skin.

“if someone took you from me, i’d kill them.” yuuta doesn’t know if he’s dreaming but he swears he feels your walls squeeze around him at that, your lips breaking away from his to gasp and he still doesn’t know why you won’t accept his love when you’re accepting of this. he’ll kill everyone who’s ever touched you if it’ll prove his heart is true.

you look at him, and he thinks it’s unfair they way you gaze at him so tenderly, it’s so cruel when you won’t just tell him the truth. “you won’t lose me. i’m here.” your words make his hand squeeze around yours as your body claps against his and he kisses over your skin, lips gliding along your heightened nerves so softly it has you twitching. you’re squeezing down around him until his breathing hitches and it’s almost like he feels the tight hug of your cunt in his fucking lungs.

“then stay forever.” yuuta’s words are emphasised by a particularly slow grind, grazing his pelvis against your swollen clit until you’re jolting at the small aftershock that races through you — still sensitive from your orgasm as his cock digs out the next.

he feels your nails grab at his shoulders, no doubt leaving more pretty crimson marks along the muscle there before his pace inevitably speeds up. you’re marking him as yours so eagerly, he can already imagine how pretty they look from behind.

but yuuta’s gripping so tight into your hips he’ll surely leave bruises of his own as you bask in the pleasure only he brings you. you give up all that you can as your hormone-hazed mind has you breathing out a regrettable “okay, forever.”

he buries himself back into the crook of your neck with the next sinful squeeze of your walls around him, dizzy from your words in a way that makes his hips stutter as he buries another ragged whimper into your skin. he repositions his knees to begin a pace that’s a little faster, needier until each smack of his hips is loud and clapping and every quick thrust leaves you breathless, beginning to lose his pace as he presses deep into your body.

“c-can you give him this part of you first? i need to feel it.” your orgasm he means as he gulps, words like his own plea as he lets his fingers on your hips trace between your bodies to roll your puffy clit in sticky circles. yuuta’s pairing it with the back and forth stutter of his hips as he digs your orgasm out of you — breathing hard when he feels your pussy throb around him.

“yes! can give you it, fuck! gonna cum again, yuu..” you cry for him and he fucking moans as his hips press snug and tight against yours with the first milking compression of your walls around his cock. he’s panting against your neck, biting and suckling hungrily at the skin as he coaxes and eases you through another mind-numbing orgasm, the pleasure hitting you so hard and good it almost hurts as you cream around him.

“b-baby, please. can i cum?” wont you let him give you his pleasure and his heart, yuuta asks so needily but he doesn’t stop even when you’re panting and gasping out yesyesyes with each shockwave of bliss he fucks through you. his cock finally throbs inside of your soaked pussy as he gives into the needy coax of your body — rewarding you with the orgasm you’ve earned from him, the one you ownas he presses his load into you, burying it into you like he’s staking a claim.

he pulls away to kiss you as he does, whining long and low against the soft press of your lips as he cums thick and heavy inside of you, shuddering when he feels your tongue push against his and he almost pins you completely underneath him as he continues to fuck into your sensitive pussy.

yuuta offers you a few more shallow thrusts before he falls onto you, rolling into his side despite the way he keeps his hand intertwined with your own as he catches his breath. his gaze is still soft when he pulls away to meet your own drowsy one, squeezing affectionately at your skin when he watches the way your thighs tremble as his softening cock pulls out of you.

“are you okay?” he asks and the soft pull of his voice feels like honey when you’re in your post-orgasm state, letting him trail and massage his fingers down the length of your spine as he gazes over you affectionately. you nod softly, and he leans in to rest his lips against your forehead as your eyes flutter closed.

“do you want to stay here? i have clothes you can wear.” yuuta gives you a few seconds to respond, to think over the question and he’s pretty sure this isn’t what taking it slow meant. but you’re also his girlfriend now, right? that’s what you meant when you said that.

your relaxed expression is something soft as he looks over you, but the sudden furrow of your brows makes his soft smile falter when you open up your eyes again to send him a glare.

“no thanks, i’d rather not wear some random girls panties.” yuuta’s a little taken off guard by your response but you’re pouting; are you jealous? assuming that the clothes he’s talking about must belong to somebody else, maybe a woman before you? he can’t deny the way the thought makes something in his heart bloom, what’s jealousy if not love?

“no. you’re the only one i’ve ever had here.” he tries not to let the giddiness sound in his voice so he keeps his response neutral but honest, earning himself a look that urges him to continue.. to put you at ease as your new boyfriend.

“i bought them.. for you.” that’s half true. yuuta did leave his apartment to go get them but actually, he took them. from your apartment. he was thinking about your comfort afterall, he even picked up a few of your shirts for when you stay over, he’s sure you’ll be thanking him when you find out. although he’d much prefer you in his, that way people will know.

“oh.. you knew i was coming over?” was a question that he hadn’t exactly prepared for though as you tilt your head at him. he doesn’t want you to think he planned this. no, he only longed for it, but that doesn’t mean he had alterier motives.. he’d love you even if you hadn’t came back to his apartment today. but you would have been brought here eventually.

“it.. was maki’s idea. i think she meant it as a joke, hah— maybe i took it too seriously. sorry.” yuuta will need to make sure that alibi isn’t confirmed by you though. although he’s thankful that he’s always been able to rely on maki as a friend, maybe he should thank her for that later on.

“ofcourse it was, just wait until i get a hold of her.” it’s maybe a little too quickly, the way yuuta pulls away from you as you go off in your tangent about your friend. he’s sure if you’re phone wasn’t lying somewhere discarded amongst the clothes on the floor you’d be texting her right now.

it hurts to leave your warmth but he’s eager now, to see the pretty expression on your face when he hands over the panties he’s sure you’ve been missing. maybe you’ll finally admit your feelings for him after this. he gives you a reassuring, soft smile as he crosses his room, reaching into the drawers in the corner before he’s returning to hand you the panties as he rests them in your palm.

“oh! i have these ones already actually.” yuuta thinks it’s adorable the way you take them from him, fingers lingering on his a little longer before you’re fiddling curiously with the lace. but he doesn’t like the look that seems to cross your features a few moments later, albeit quickly before it’s gone again. “i’ve.. not been able to find them.. for a while though.”

he always thought you looked good in those ones, they’d caught his eyes on the nights you opted for only them and a shirt as your pyjamas. he thought you’d be happy to see them again, but you’re not meeting his gaze now and he doesn’t like that.

“really? do you want to try them on.. for me?” yuuta tries, attempts to lure you back to him as his arm outstretches, fingertips softly smoothing along your cheek and he hatesthe way you shiver ever so slightly at the touch this time. don’t you love him? why are you acting this way? like you’re going to leave him. you have the same expression on your face as you did back at the cafe.

do you really believe he’s going to let you out of his sight now that he finally has you?

“maybe.. after i shower.”

© gojoath. please do not copy any of my layouts or writing and translate or repost onto any other sites.

[starchamberzz]

I LOVE NIKOLAI GOGOLLL

BIG DISCLAIMERRR: I consume almost entirely x reader content. I cringe and rot from the inside when reading smut from any other POV . Also this is my first time so don't hate me please😔 I mostly lurk on this app but I was THAT horny that I felt the need to write a damn fic myself.

Basically: Nikolai torments a civilian regularly (not clickbait,gone FREAKY??)

Contains: FemdomReader,Biting,Pegging,Creampie :(

Nikolai first runs into you (covered in blood at that) and immediately grins when when you jump back in disgust and scream at him. As soon as you scramble to your feet you glance at him,petrified,eyes wide as saucers before sprinting away.

Right there and then he wasn't interested in whatever he came to the town to do;he was interested in having fun with a new target.

The next few weeks were something else,a torturous mix of humour,shock,and concern for the man's mental health. He simply appeared wherever using that dammed ability of his and forced you into his nonsensical 'quizzes'. Nikolai would show up for one of the quizzes at your workplace and at your local supermarket!

There was something that you began to tell yourself after the first few times things began to happen.

The later it gets,the more questionable he is. A visit from him at 10am paints a picture of a hyper man,who takes his jester aesthetic too seriously. A visit from him at 12:30 am is completely different. He's much...slower and suspiciously nice.You'd think his eccentric personality wouldn't be dampened by the time.  Nikolai sits next to you-in total darkness,while whispering your name and giggling before wrapping his arm around you and trying to convince you to join him in doing something no sane person would,it's just,cute...and quite disturbing.When he's like that he's impressively more likeable,that's probably why he's more tolerable to you,but not enough to get rid of the lack of comfort you feel sometimes.

This evening however, was rather calming;helping to take your mind off of things for even just a few minutes.The frigid but soothing breeze of the night flowed through a window left cracked open....

Your heart stopped. The damn window was open.

You gasp,realising you've thrown away a peaceful night's sleep. A few seconds later you hear it. No matter how quiet it was you hear that dammed laugh. He was really beginning to get on your nerves,you felt like grabbing him and giving him a thorough shake that would miraculously make him normal. You guess that urge was just a part of the weird relationship you guys had with eachother.

"I know you're there." You half-shout,peering into a dark,gloomy corner of your dead silent room. You pause and stare for a moment until...

"Boo!"

Nikolai shouts as he appears at your bedside and you let out a loud scream.You could've  swore you felt his presence in that corner,how odd. That wasn't important at the moment though.

You sighed as your head hung low. "What is it? A quiz? Did you kidnap someone again?"

"Absolutely not! It's a special request this time! A very fun special request at that!" His voice pierces through your ears,as you groan,he just had to appear right as you were about to sleep.

You raised a brow under a spell of heavy concern for your wellbeing and overwhelming confusion,a special request  from him sounded like something that could only go wrong.

"My special request is....drumroll please!" He paused and looked at you with one of his creepy smiles until you drummed your hands against your thighs. "My special request is....a night with you!"

"No." The two-letter word smoothly flowed from your mouth like second nature. No way were you going to let a criminal spend the night in your house,there was absolutely no way-

You took a second look at him, he looked more  'normal' then usual,but just being less insane wouldn't cut it-- he looked oddly cute,standing at your bedside with his face half obscured in darkness.

He hadn't done too much harm,if he hadn't killed you yet why would he do it now,right? You sigh and slowly nod. He giggles and then immediately invites himself into your bed. You instantly have a feeling that you made a bad choice.  You lie next to him,sweating anxiously and anticipating his next order.

15 minutes later and he hasn't asked a single question. That worried you. Was he seriously just going to sleep in your bed with you? It wasn't bad,just weird. It was silent,except from the occasional laugh from Nikolai and it the additional body heat was baking you under the covers.

He makes an effort to teasingly,agonisingly wrap his arms around a singular one of yours and then to wrap his plump thighs around one of your legs. Suddenly,his lips  shift towards your ear.

"When do I get a kiss?!" Just by that very statement that whole mood changes.You give him a look of shock and judgement before her tugs on your arm.  "I'm waiting! Or...I could set fire to your neighbours house and-"

Your loud groan cuts him off. Slowly,you turn around to face him,were you really about to kiss with the man that had been harassing you so much lately? Not only that but he was probably a murderer too!

You push the moral implications to the side and close your eyes,prepared for a kiss. It doesn't take long though,in a few seconds his soft lips push against yours and you instinctively wrap your arms his waist. The feeling was more pleasant than expected,you wouldn't deny that.

After you two break apart, he jumps up from the bed and grins.

"Are you ready for another request..?" You barely get the chance to say that the change was too sudden before he interrupts you. "Of course you are!" He pats you on the head as you glare at him.

"I am requesting that we make love! Right now! Wouldn't it be fun?" He steps back,reaches into his coat and pulls out a phallic object with multiple straps dangling from it.It also has a rather suspicious button to the side of it."This is for you,my friend,what do you say?!"

You froze and just looked at him in complete shock for a moment. There wasn't at all enough build up to a moment like this! Although,at a second glance,he was kind of cute...before you remembered that he had been harassing you for weeks up until this moment.

You think for a while before nodding,perhaps if you agreed to this he'd stop being so...intense?

Nikolai hands you the strap on and you put it on as carefully as you can,making sure its secure. When you look up however,you find that Nikolai is somehow already undressed,you were only getting ready for a few seconds,how did he even-

You decide to put that thought away for the time being and focus on giving him all of your attention,he wasn't too bad after all,and he seemed ever so slightly anxious about doing it with you.

Before you could do any penetrating you decided he needed preparation first. You softly placed your hands on his legs and gave him a warm smile.

"Could you open up for me please?"

He does so,revealing his throbbing dick and tight entrance. You slip a finger in slowly and and gently move it back and forth inside of him as he quietly whimpered. It was so weird to see him quiet and obedient after everything. It left you wondering where his energy went because his smile definitely didn't leave,it was just  less..intense.

Before you  increased the speed of anything else you push another finger into his warm walls and he lets out a slight yelp at the sudden intrusion. He writhes against the bed as you spread him out even further.Hearing him moan your name aloud while giving you sultry stare only encouraged you to go on.

"I think we should get onto tonight main activity! What do you say?" His words were all spit out in quick succession,was he that eager?

After you sit up you grab his plump thighs and slowly push it in,beginning with the tip.The sudden moan that he let out quickly descended into a freakish laugh that may or may not have actually added to the atmosphere. Hearing it made your heart pang in a way that sent shivers throughout your whole body.

His hole stretched around you, each thrust filling him with a different sensation. He moaned softly, unable to resist the sheer pleasure of being trusted into so deeply. "Agh! Its all...so much..." Nikolai moaned loudy before he slumped heavily against you, a contented sigh escaping his lips.

"Faster, go faster!" At his command you sped up,thick cock quickly ramming against his most sensitive spots,leaving the only way to hold onto you properly being to wrap his legs around your waist.

As you continue to thrust into his tight,coiling walls you feel a sudden sharp pain on your left shoulder. You slow your pace subconsciously and look over only to find sharp teeth lodged into your shoulder. Blood slowly seeps and trickles down your arm,a scarlet stream begins to drip onto your bed slowly.

You collect yourself quickly before putting everything to a stop "What was that for?" You asked,slightly pained and heavily concerned. Everything had convinced you that the worst possible comment would spill from his mouth,but it was a blood stained grin,rouge dribbled down his teeth and down his chin. To him the situation was funny or somewhat arousing..or maybe both? That didn't matter though.

"You can't just do that and expect me to continue how you'd want." You flip him over and press him into the sheets of your already ruined bed.He let's out a few pathetic whimpers,trying playfully on move out of your grasp for a minute.

"Ahn!" He suddenly moaned as your cock began to thrust in and out of him. Every single pitiful whine,whimper and mewl was like heaven to your ears. Seeing the teasing man who tormented you for so long like this felt better than it should've. Here he was,arched against you,chanting your name into the mattress every time you pushed his head against it.

As you continued pounding into him,it was like he had lost all his sense of self. Merely giggling while drooling absentmindedly onto your sheets as he took your cock.The way it rubbed against his prostate so nicely and poked into the deepest parts of him made his mind go blank,not that it didn't have the same effect on you as well.

At last,the constant pleasure was too much for him and his orgasm grew closer,he just needed some extra stimulation. He slid his hand down and wrapped a hand around his cock. You noticed this and quickly removed it.

"If you want to cum so badly,you'll have to wait until I do,understand?" You pushed him against the bed again,leaving him to bite into a pillow.

You slammed into him relentlessly while blocking every plead to let him cum. The way the strap-on rubbed against you felt too good,he would get his release soon anyway.  You felt the pleasure in every single vein and muscle of your body,eager to escape once you climaxed. With one final slam,you finally had your orgasm,all of your senses overriding any rational thoughts. As you rode out your orgasm,slowly grinding against Nikolai,you accidentally pressed the odd button on one of the straps. You thought nothing of it but to your surprise, a muffled moan can be heard from beneath you.

Nikolai squealed as a hot liquid gushed into him,the sensation was too much. He writhed beneath you as his leaking cock shot out rope after rope onto your bed.

After that,you finally lie back and collect yourself. The teasing jester notices your lack of energy and frees himself from your grasp before trapping you in a sweaty embrace. You close your eyes and accept the hug.

"I guess it did work...your finally being  kind to m-" You felt a familiar sharp pain again. That idiot had bitten your other shoulder. Right then and there,you learned that some people would never change...

GUYS I DONT KNOW HOW TUMBLR WORKS,PLEASE TELL ME I FUCKING FORMATTED IT RIGHT.😭

[nofr1lls]

I HAVE BEEN TAGGED BT @isomorbism !!!! THANK U!!

r U named after anyone: yeth but I have a couple of names and middle names and such all from family members. yiayia ily 🫶

when was the last time u cried: today actually I had a rlly important convo w ma we sort of had a breakthrough it was good and we don't rly ever talk to eachother like that,,, anyway. nobody asked I cry probably the normal amount honestly maybe once a month or so. usually out of frustration

do u have kids no

do u use sarcasm no. yes. nooooo. shut up

the first thing I notice abt people is whatever facet of them I experience first??? so it differs. idk what else this q means sorry

what's ur eye colour? nondescript non-brown colour. I get super squinty in the sun 👎👎

scary movies or happy endings: errrr where would one b without the other. scary ig.

any special skills? my response to this is always that I'm reaaaaally good at balancing one leg tiptoe like I can just stand there. go me

where were u born? same country I live now. I've only left once

what r ur hobbies ballet, local history, supermarket research, egg peeling, bushwalking, art. blogging and listening 2 tunes also 🤫

do u have any pets does my little(st) brother count. no.

do u/ have u played any sports YES and I'll give U a list rn. I've danced ballet since I was abt 8 and I rlly enjoy it but I have never aimed to get anywhere near professional. its a hobby I do well at the level I'm at. I played tennis all of hs and I was pretty good i was on a few rep teams and played outside school as well I miss it sooooooooo much. soccer and netball I was in teams with my friends sometimes and I sucked ASS but they were fun. in my last years of hs I did track and I'm going to take this opportunity to tell the mutuals that I can run really really fast I'd just like to share that me fact like b4 I ever started training I was the 6th fastest at the 100m in my whole school of over 1200 students including all of the track team kids (I didn't even have spikes 😩) when I was 15 ok just know that abt me and I'll never mention it again it is genuinely one of the things I'm most proud of ok whatever I've wasted my one proper talent bye

how tall r U average height FUCK!!! off

fav school subject prooobs history or art.

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NO PRESH 2 DO THIS KIND OF TOOK AGES

[bonnymori]

𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐢 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠

Word count: 1200+

Contents/Warnings: (1) Fushiguro Megumi x gn!Reader (2) Classic training but no fighting scene I apologise (3) A... dirty humor joke? (4) Idiot in love cough cough (5) Laidback romance, this may become a pattern on my fanfiction :3

A/N: Hello, I introduce myself as Hara! This is my very first written piece! I would like to apologise for any typos, english is not my first language; that being said, I hope this works out alright! :)

It's around mid afternoon, the sky painted in a vibrant blue with multiple clouds scattered around, Fushiguro recalls having started training right after lunch; he politely declined Maki's suggestion of training together, it wasn't about strength or fighting hand to hand today, the struggle was his shikigami. Lately, he's been having problems over teamwork - before, he thought such a thing was impossible, since all of the shikigami were under one will alone, being his. Yet the amount of times the divine dogs have bumped into eachothers, sometimes Nue would simply skip past the target, not paying attention to it at all.

Or perhaps, he himself was to blame. Fushiguro likes thinking about you, more than he'd admit, but now it's starting to distract for real. That's what he need, to think of you- I mean, concentration! And maybe, new group attacks, that would do nicely, too.

He's been beating a tedious dummy for a hour and half now, maybe more. After managing to make up a combo or two, he sits down on the grass, just to breathe for a moment. Breathing is nice, he observes as the divine dogs go slack like their owner, now playing around with one another rather than chewing the dummies stuffing. His black and white snake is watching the banter between the canine shikigamis, tongue coming in and out just like a real snake. Nue settles upon the dummies ragged body, eyes closed- peacefully enjoying sunbathing. Fushiguro had no idea they were so lively until now, now he knew why people constantly asked if they could pet his shikigami.

He glances down at the frog supporting his arm, it's like they enjoy just laying on grass, just breathing like him.

"How many buddies out! Are you training today, Fushiguro?"

At the sound of your voice, you bet his lips casually turn upwars in a casual yet small smile. Kugisaki saw it from distance once, says she it's almost a robotic response.

"Yes, I'm training their cooperation." Fushiguro replies, swiftly getting up. He notices the frog from earlier making a beeline to you, as if to say hello.

So you crouch down and pets it briefly, smiling at the small creature.

"That ought to be hard, specially with a innefective dummy." You approach its remains, chuckling at all the stuffing and cloth scattered around. "Make me your target instead!"

Say what?

"I uh, come again?"

"I'll do the running and dodging, it's much practical this way!"

He has trouble accepting that, even if it's true. You mean more than an ally on his heart, and besides, that's some Itadori-level-recklessy. So he groans, slightly irritated and obviously, worried for your safety. "You'll get hurt."

"Don't we get hurt everyday? Even if there is an accident, I know you'll call them out and help me quickly, you notice things fast."

He does, Fushiguro would help you in a heartbeat- probably faster.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, lash out on me!"

Putting 'lash' and 'me' in the same phrase got heat rising on his ears, but he complied nonetheless. "Just letting you know, I'll stand here and the shikigami attacks."

You protest. "Wouldn't it be better if you fought among them?"

"For today, I'd like to focus on their compatibility only."

"Oh, got it! Next time we can work on the latter option then!" Next time. He wants there to be a next time.

Even though you're the one troubling his mind in battles, he's head over heels. He remembers when it all started, your relationship is basically pools worth of quality time. You came along with Itadori, tangled into the mess back in Sendai. Strangely, Fushiguro clicked with you even faster than Itadori- your collected personality was a great factor, even though you are just as cheerful as the cherry boy.

"You're spacing out, what's up?"

Fushiguro's gaze snapped up to meet yours, realizing his mistake. "Ah, nothing, let's start." His hands folded as your guard rose, so it begun. If you noticed his lame excuse, you didn't comment about it.

The ravenette was pleasantly relieved how easily you could deceive and dodge his attacks, his shikigami may leave a tear or two on your clothes, that he didn't have to worry about, because they're easily fixable. Naturally, the toughest for you to dodge was mostly his snake, sometimes Nue would surprise you from above, nothing you couldn't handle. He started intensing up using the combined attacks, and immediately noticed your faltering steps, earning a bruise on your calf. Although neither he or you stopped, adrenaline rushing through veins nonstop.

You somehow finished training with a bite mark over your forehead, not deep enough to be worth worry. The instant your bodies came to slack, his shikigami ran to you like little children lost in a supermarket. At this point, it was pratically multitasking, to pet both demon dogs while trying not to run out of breath having Orochi wrapped around your midsection. Megumi flushed over the affectionate antics, knowing they were a manifestation of feelings within himself.

Now, you and Fushiguro are spawled on the training field, neither showered, coated with sweat sticking to your clothes, but it didn't matter much.

"I never realized, just how many cursed energy do you have? It's surprising how many shikigami you kept our for this long time." Fushiguro heard you shifting to sit up, and followed you up.

"A bunch." It was not a creative nor informative answer, but you took it in with a smile on your face anyway.

He watched you get up to fetch a drink, careful to not trip over the shikigami also scattered around -- Fushiguro always 'forgot' to put them away next to you.

You handed him a strawberry yogurt box, the same drink also sat in your hands. "Well then, why are you spacing out so much these days? You can be honest with me."

'She's oblivious enough, I'm in need of advice, it's convenient.' So he thought, figuring if he disguised it enough, you wouldn't be able to tell. It's not a big deal if you did, though, saves time actually.

"Something's on my mind, and it troubles me during fights."

"Simple, you can just come in terms with it."

He glanced down, "Why?"

"The sooner the better, when you accept something, it comes at ease on your mind. I'm a hundred percent sure it works!" You gave him a thumbsup, slurping on the pink drink.

"Such faithful source."

"I'm sure it does! The thought keeps coming back because you're denying it, am I wrong?"

Not really, no. Fushiguro wants to keep it as friendship for the sake of your both careers within the jujutsu world; he knows it's dangerous, yet a part of him just wants to say 'fuck it', like if he had the guts to. The ravenette thinks it's a way too much generic way to describe what he feels, but it's the easiest, so he goes with it anyway. The back of his brain fears rejection, part of the reason why he hasn't made a move yet.

"I'll try it out."

"Good!" And you're always supportive no matter what, to the point it charms him more and more everyday.

For now, he's okay keeping it platonic. But, when the day after tomorrow comes, he just might confess.

[heyitsmerose]

Ateez Reaction to their s/o calling them when they’re in danger (hyung line)

TW: Sensitive content and mentions of abuse

Word Count: 2.5k

Mature Language*

Hongjoong: (peeping tom)

You and Hongjoong have been dating for a while now, with his busy schedule he tries to make as much time for you as possible, however you’re left home alone for majority of the day, especially during comeback time. 

Today, your boyfriend and the rest of Ateez were recording their new song at were all at the KQ building, a good 30 minutes away from your apartment. He wouldn’t be back for another 2-3 hours so you decided to take a shower and treat yourself.

Halfway through your shower, you heard noises. Thinking it was just your brain being paranoid about being home alone you decided to leave it and continue showering. Another 5 minutes later you hear shuffling outside and the noise of clicking. This time, being a little more cautious you decided to stop the shower to better hear the noise. After a few seconds you heard the noise again and decided to go outside into your shared bedroom. 

The second you did, you briefly caught a glimpse of someone standing outside your window with a camera, through the mirror in your room. Acting as if you hadn’t seen anything, you took your phone into the bathroom and locked it, trying to act as cool as you could. The second the door closed behind you, you dialed hongjoong. 

[“Hongjoong, how much longer”] you whisper yelled voice cracking at the end

[“Woah, hey Y/n, what’s up?] you were greeted by your boyfriend’s, bandmate, Wooyoung’s voice

[Can you give the phone to Hongjoong please]

[Y/n, he’s recording right now, is everything alright]

[Please just give him the phone]

[Alright I’m putting it on speaker] Wooyoung said and you heard some shuffling in the background

[Hey hun, whats wrong, is everything alright] you were greeted by your boyfriend’s sweet voice.

[Hongjoong, I’m stuck in the bathroom with nothing but a towel and there’s someone outside our window taking pictures of me!] You whisper yelled, voice cracking at the end of you sentence, not because you were sad, but because you were scared and frustrated of the situation you were in. 

You heard a few gasps from the rest of the members and a “what the fuck?”, presumably from Seonghwa.

[Okay, babe, stay where you are, we’ll come get you] You heard Hongjoong say, after which he hung up.

You tied up your hair and turned on the shower again to cover any noise you were making. Soon you heard shuffling outside and footsteps coming closer to the bathroom wall. 

After a while the footsteps stopped and you heard banging on the bathroom wall from the outside of the house.

“Come out, honey, unless you want these pictures to be spread all over the internet” You heard a sinister voice call out from outside.

At this point you were done, you hid your face in your knees and sobbed, your life would be ruined if those photos got out.

“Leave me alone!” you yelled back

Soon you heard more shuffling outside and grunting. You then heard the familiar voice of one of your boyfriend’s bandmates, Mingi.

“What the fuck is wrong with you, creep!? You heard him yell.

Feeling a little more relieved you simply sat and waited until either the police or someone came to get you. In a few minutes, you heard light knocking on the door and you violently flinched. Slowly and carefully opening the door, you were engulfed by the sweet smell and warm embrace of your boyfriend Hongjoong, not caring whether he got wet. Tears of relief started pouring out your eyes and you collapsed into him.

“Hey, you’re okay now” He whispered to you, warm breath against your face. “I won’t ever let something like that happen ever again” you heard him whisper into your hair. 

Seonghwa: (creep at night)

You and Seonghwa were a funny couple, showing love to eachother with your constant teasing and nicknames. Recently, he pranked you by banging on the window and knocking on the door when you were home alone. It was safe to say, you were quite spooked. You forgave him quickly and it was forgotten. Today, you had gone out to get some ramen from the supermarket and were on your way back home. It was quite late at night, and Seonghwa was at home sleeping. You wanted to surprise him with some ramen, and so here you were. It started off quite normally, you were used to going out late at night, loving the breeze and the silent streets. 

About halfway home, you saw a hooded man walking across the street from you. It didn’t seem to out of the ordinary, except the fact that he was wearing all black and had a black mask and hat on. You started walking a little faster just to be safe. You noticed that the man started walking a little faster too, and so you decided to start jogging lightly, wanting to get home as soon as possible. The man, this time, crossed the street and was right behind you. Fearing for your life you decided to full on run as fast as you could. The man started chasing after you, and you had no option but to try and take abnormal turns while running to try to lose him. You soon ran around a corner into an alley and took the opportunity to call Seonghwa.

[Seonghwa!] You practically yelled, once he picked the phone up after a few rings

[Y/N, where on earth are you, it’s like 9pm, what are you doing] You heard his husky voice, suggesting he just got up

[Babe, I don’t know where I am but this dude is chasing after me and he keeps grunting and growling at me, I don’t know what to do, please help!]

[Babe, What?!] he yelled through the phone

[Send me your location and I’ll come pick you up]

[What if he has a knife, you cant come here] you tried reasoning

[I don’t care! now send me your location and don’t hang up!]

You were relieved that he was coming to get you, but were still scared that the man could find you any second. Keeping the phone next to you, decided to peek out the corner, to check if he was still there. Bad idea, the man saw your face and instantly ran to your direction. You couldn’t run anywhere as there was a dead end and just backed up against the wall. 

“You thought you could run from me?” The man sneered at you. 

“Please leave me alone” You tried to muster up the courage, only for your eyes to betray you with tears spilling out of them.

“No need to be scared” He creepily grinned at you and grabbed your wrist. You tried pulling away, but to no avail. At this point you were a crying mess. 

“Please let me go” You sobbed, as he pinned you against the wall nearing your face. Only for the pressure to then completely vanish. You looked up and saw your boyfriend Seonghwa swing at the man all of a sudden. You gasped and held him back. 

“That’s what you get, you sick, son of a bitch!” He yelled at the man, shoving him to the ground.

You spent the evening cuddled up in eachothers’ embrace, with you trying to calm him down

Yunho: (creep at the beach)

You and Yunho were at the beach with the rest of Ateez and their girlfriends. It was a nice way to get away from their busy lifestyles as idols and for everyone to just have a day off. You and San’s girlfriend were quite close and decided to go shell collecting together.

The rest of Ateez’s and Ateez girlfriends were taking pictures, building sand castles and having fun, while Yunho and his Mingi went to go get ice cream for everyone. 

You were laughing and giggling with one another, collecting sea shells, and comparing one another’s like kids, until two tall men interrupted the both of you. 

“Hey ladies! are you here at the beach to have a fun time?” One of them said. Being the bubbly and friendly person San’s girlfriend was, she decided to respond and make conversation, while you were a little more cautious.

“Yeah, we’re just collecting seashells” she smiled back at them

“with our boyfriends” you made sure to emphasise.

“Hey, it’s alright they’re just being nicee” San’s girlfriend whispered to you.

“You never know” you just shrugged back

“Anyways, do you girls know where we can pick up some hot ladies” At this point, San’s girlfriend looked a little uncomfortable too.

“There’s a bar up ahead, hope you find what youre looking for, it was nice talking to you” you promptly cut the conversation short and turned on your heel grabbing your friends arm.

“Hey, no, no wait up, we just want to talk” The other man grabbed your wrist.

“Let go of me” You sternly said, but he didn’t let go and just looked at his friend

“We need to go back now, let me go!” You yelled at him.

The one holding your arm looked at his friend again, and the other one stepped closer to san’s girlfriend taking her chin in his hands.

“Let go of me!” She tried stepping back, but he held her by her shoulder inching closer to her face.

“Let us go!” you yelled at both the men and shoved the one holding your friend to the ground. 

He let go of her, and you told her to call someone for help. She took the opportunity and rang Yunho on the phone, telling him to hurry, as the men wouldn’t leave you alone and you were aggressively yelling at them. You kept struggling in his grip, while the other one tried getting to your friend. After a few minutes of struggling and yelling for help, the grip on your wrist loosened and you heard both the men grunting. Yunho had shoved the man holding you, to the ground and had kicked the other one too. You were still yelling profanities at them, so Yunho turned to you and put his hands on your shoulders, and kissed your forehead. 

“What the hell is wrong with those creeps” You head San yell as he was comforting his girlfriend

“Well, one thing is for sure, they’ll think twice before even trying to approach someone again” Yunho replied while holding you close

Yeosang: (spiked drink)

You and Yeosang were total opposites yet were such a power couple. Yeosang helped the both of you stay grounded, while you were the more outgoing friendly type. 

Hongjoong’s birthday was coming up and everyone decided to go to the nearby bar to just chill and have a nice time. Yeosang initially wanted to go and leave a little early, as he thought the bar would be too overwhelming for him, but after some convincing and your puppy eyes, there was no way he could refuse. You decided to wear matching outfits with him wearing a full sleeved black button up and bleached skinny jeans, while you wore a black dress up till your knees. Yeosang blushed at the idea of matching, but blushed even more when he saw you in your dress.

After a quick makeout session and some giggles here and there, you both decided to leave to meet everyone at the bar. When you reached, you reached peak happiness. The bar had music so loud and there were so many people, you were excited to say the least. You dragged Yeosang into the bar and he bro-hugged Hongjoong while wishing him happy birthday. You on the other hand were already on the dance floor with Yunho and Mingi. You were yelling lyrics at eachother and breakdancing to no end. Yeosang glanced over at you and laughed at your childish antics. 

When a slower song started to play, he knew it was his time to shine. You were already looking around for him in the crowd and when you finally saw him, a wide smile erupted on your face. You grabbed his shoulders and he grabbed your waist, as you fumbled a bit and were panting.

“Are you drunk?” He asked laughing a little. 

“No, not yet, I’m just tired from dancing” You said looking back up at him.

“I think you mean jumping up and down like a mad lady” He laughed at you. You playfully rolled your eyes and smiled at him. You were definitely aware of how much your dancing affected him. 

 “Yeo, I’m going to go get a drink, I’ll be right back” You said a little breathless.

You went to the bar table and simply sat there for a while deciding on your drink, and taking a break from dancing for a bit. After a while, you saw a drink slide in your direction, and looked up to see a stranger slide the cocktail in your direction. You didn’t know her, but being the naïve person you were, you accepted it instantly, thanking her for the drink. You gulped down the drink in one go and as you did, tasted a weird bitter taste in your mouth. A few minutes after chugging the drink, you felt quite dizzy. You have been drunk a few times and knew how it felt, this was definitely a new feeling. You looked back up at the lady, while your eyes were drooping and having a hard time staying open. She moved her stool closer to you, as you just looked back at her uncomfortably. 

As you felt more lightheaded, you decided to go the washroom and try to throw it up. You went into the women’s washroom and couldn’t even stand up. At this point, your legs felt so wobbly you couldn’t even stand up. You dialed your boyfriend amidst the loud music and he picked up on the first ring itself.

[Y/N, where are you, it’s been like 20 minutes, are you okay?] Yeosang said first.

[I don’t know, I feel lightheaded and weak, I think someone drugged my drink] you slurred your words.

[Wait What?! Where are you right now] He yelled over the phone

[In the women’s washroom]

[Okay wait there, I’m coming to get you]

[No, but you can’t-] And before you could respond, he hung up. 

You heard the washroom door opening and you crawled into one of the stalls. Locking it behind you.

“Where are you, beautiful?” You heard a female voice whisper out.

You felt grossed out, this had never happened to you before. Before you could say anything back, you heard the washroom door slam open and someone stomp in. It was Yeosang, he was growling and aggressively asked the lady,

“Have you seen my girlfriend?”

“Oh, her, I don’t know, I’m looking for her too, but hands off she’s mine” The girl replied. At this point he was furious and pushed the girl to the wall, pinning her against it. 

“Shut up!” He growled.

You unlocked the door to your stall and weakly called out to him. He promptly crouched down to your level and picked you up. It was safe to say, you were definitely not going to be let out of his sight for the rest of the night, and probably forever.

[uglypastels]

OKAY BUT PROFESSOR TOM RECOGNIZING YOU FROM HIS ONLINE CLASS AT THE GROCERY STORE?! and you guys going down the aisles shopping together & teasing eachother about what’s in their carts?! I’m a full simp rn.

this is so cute uwu

> blurb night? prompt: English Lit professor!Tom (online classes)

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You were walking around your local supermarket, looking for some hand sanitiser. It was a lost cause. Of course, it was, once again, entirely sold out. But you kept looking. There must be a small bottle somewhere?! Sample size at least?

As you were about to give up, you might have been looking in the wrong aisle. Since it had become such a necessity, they could have moved the product somewhere else. And you were right. There was an entire display where small bottles of hand sanitiser should be. There was only one bottle left! 

You leaned in to grab it, but you bumped into a person you hadn’t seen, who was also reaching for it. 

“Oh, sorry,” you said, slightly defeated. You knew how people were in the stores. Any little argument could start a fight, you weren’t up for any of it, so you stepped back and let the man take the bottle. 

“No, no,” he, however, stepped back as well, “you were reaching for it first, you should take it.”

“Thank you.” Something about him sounded familiar, but you couldn’t quite place it. And, of course, it wasn’t any more helpful that half his face was covered by a mask. It was a nice one though. Navy blue. Somehow it matched his brown hair and eyes very well. 

“(your college)?” He asked. He quickly realised he had freaked you out by assuming your school correctly, so he explained quickly. “Your mask! You got the logo on it.” 

“Oh, right!” you had completely forgotten that that’s what you were wearing. You had received it in the care package the school send you at the beginning of the term when the school had closed down. The mask was the only thing that you could make any use of. 

You looked at the stranger for a bit longer, but the longer you looked, the more it felt like he wasn’t a stranger at all. 

“I’m sorry, but... do I know you?” you asked eventually. By the small wrinkles in his eyes, you could tell he was smiling. 

“I mean, I am actually a professor at the school, but unless you study English Lit, I doubt we have-” 

“I do! Oh my god, Professor Holland?” You could not believe that you had run into your favourite professor and not recognised him. You had never expected him to live so close to you, of course. 

His eyes went wide as he stood there, perplexed. 

“Wait,” he wanted to take a moment to remember your name but that apparently, didn’t work out. “Hh I’m so horrible with names, I’m sorry.” 

“That’s alright. I’m y/n.” 

“Of course! Forgive me. It’s hard enough to remember hundreds of names each semester, and to match it up to half a face-” 

“I get it.” Hopefully, he could see that you were smiling through your mask as well. You knew exactly what he meant since you didn’t even recognise the face you had been silently and secretly crushing on every Tuesday and Thursday afternoon for approximately 2 hours. 

“Well, then maybe I can finally get some personal feedback on how the lessons are going because honestly, I’m trying my best but when it comes to me and technology,” he winced. You couldn’t help but giggle, which in turn made him smile. 

“Great! You’re great- I mean, the lessons are great. I’m enjoying them very much.” Another pro of the mask was that he couldn’t see you blush as you made a fool of himself. 

“Well, that’s amazing to hear. Thank you.” He grabbed the handle of the shopping cart that was safely separating you. A moment of silence continued and you decided that would be that of the conversation, so you waved your professor goodbye, already excited for your next class. 

[kotachii]

Onii-chan!! - Bakery

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Masterlist - [Ace x Reader ft. Lil’Bro!Luffy]

       On the way back from the doctor's office, you proposed to Ace to stop by the bakery you worked at. It was a starter up bakery that you and Makino founded together. It was a small and cozy place. Upon opening the door, a little bell rings on top to announce you guys's arrival.

       "I'll be here in a sec!", you hear Makino call out from the back of the bakery.

       "Don't worry, it's just me!", you announced to her.

       Luffy runs in excitedly while Ace followed behind, "Mmm it smells really good," he commented. Immediately Luffy runs to the row for red beans buns.

       "(Name) onee-chan, can I have one since I was so brave today?", he asks you while giving you puppy eyes.

       You laughed, "Fine, fine, one. And only one!", you answered him, remembering that one time he ate all of them when you weren't looking.

       Happily, Luffy picks up the first one and runs takes it and disappears off to the back of the bakery to greet Makino. He was so loud that even if he was so far, you could still hear him clearly and brightly telling Makino about the red bean bun as well as him getting a needle.

       "So here are our cakes," you motioned to Ace while showing him the displays of cakes.

       Ace bends down to get a better look at them, "Wow," he said mesmerized, "These cakes are so beautiful compared to the ones at the supermarket."

       You huffed proudly, "Of course they are, each one is handmade with extra care! I told you, you will be amazed."

       "So I can have any of them?", Ace asks again with disbelief.

       "Of course! Consider this as recompensation for taking care of Luffy, letting us stay over and umm....me kicking you in the face," you trailed off.

       Ace laughs, "I already accepted the apology for that in pancakes yesterday," he says while waving his hands dismissively.

       "No, no, you have no idea how grateful I am for everything you've done!", you insisted.

       "Like me breaking our wall?", Ace asks sarcastically.

       "Uhhh, we won't talk about that," you answer deadpan.

       You both look at eachother and burst out laughing.

       "Oh look at you two love birds," Makino interrupts as she follows behind Luffy while wiping some of the flour on her apron.

       "Oh shut up," you said while rolling your eyes playfully at Makino.

       "Anyways, nice to meet you, I'm Makino," she turns to Ace and bows who bows in return.

       "Nice to meet you too, my name is Portgas D. Ace. Thank you very much for inviting me to your bakery and allowing me to take a cake. The aroma of your bakery smells very delicious," Ace replies.

       'Here he goes again with that out of place politeness,' you thought.

       Makino laughs awkwardly, "That's too much, no need to such formalities. Anyways, take your pick, we have all types of cakes, chocolate, black forest, vanilla, mango mousse, cheese...."

       Luffy interjects again, "This one! This one!" he said while pointing at the red velvet cake.

       "No, Luffy-chan, let Ace pick the cake he wants," you said while trying to hold Luffy back.

       "This one you say?", Ace asks Luffy and motions to the red velvet cake that Luffy was pointing at.

       Luffy grins and nodds.

       "Alright if Luffy says so then I'll trust you. This cake it is."

       Makino smiles, "Coming right up!"

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       On the way back to the apartment complex, Luffy tried to offer to carry the cake for Ace but both you and Ace didn't agree. The last thing you needed was another ruined cake. Disappointed, Luffy pouts and jumps into a puddle to protest making you scold him angrily.

       Moreover, Garp also called you to let you know that the electrical issue has been fixed much to your relief. Finally, the first day in your apartment begins now...for real.

       "So who's birthday is it?", you asked Ace.

       "Ah, for my bud Marco. He's a really chill guy, my first friend after moving here," Ace replied.

       "Send him my wishes then!", you tell him.

       "Of course, it's all here," he says and lifts the cake up to eye level and grins, "If this isn't as good as you say, I'll never let you live down to it."

       You laughed, "As I said, you can be as critical as you want. This cake is flawless."

       As you said that, Luffy jumped into the biggest puddle of water and splashes it all over himself, you and Ace. Luckily, the cake was in a box and Ace protected it well that it barely got any water on top. But you and Ace? Wet.

       "Luffy!" both of you turned to the little boy.

       "Oopsies sorry."

[amajikibby]

a few ideas that run through my head about random mha/bnha. if i could write i would, but i don’t proofread or use commas :) they’re shit but i can’t get them out of my head

based off “10 Seconds” Jasmine Sullivan. i feel like this song would fit dabi the most but honestly you could use anyone.

“You broke my heart with all your lies, you really should look for an exit, cause you running out of time”

-hours. it had been hours since he had lasted called, you were fed up. for the longest time you had your suspensions that dabi wasnt telling the truth about where he would go in the middle of the night. where he went after the missions the lov gave him. he came home smelling like perfume. a smell you couldn’t get out of your nose, like it was stuck on you and him. you pushed yourself to believe some girl was drunk and all over him but this was the last time you made yourself think that..

“gave you my all and look what you did to us, cussing and looking for something to hit you with”

- you grabbed your keys thinking of where the dark haired villain could be. you almost convinced yourself to go back to bed, but that wouldn’t work tonight. you went to a few different spots, the hideout, his apartment, and even u.a., your last option was the only bar he never got noticed at. you walked in and looked around. there you saw him half drunk, with the girl you could only assume was the reason as to why he smelled like terrible perfume. you broke a beer bottle, smashed some glasses . spewing out every name in the book you could call him. before you got to hold the bottle to him, you were being taken out. “fuck you touya” you spat, he knew you lost you right then and there

“Lost Ones” - Jasmine Sullivan

-bakugo knew he was an ass to almost everyone, the only thing on his mind was being a pro hero and beating “shitty deku” at everything he could. it irked your last nerve for him to come home and give you a half assed kiss and go into his office to do more hero work. not a “hey baby, how are you?” he didn’t eat anything you cooked. you even stopped making a plate for him, he didn’t even seem to notice. it was a routine. hero work, home, more hero work, sleep. it seemed like you didn’t fit into his schedule anymore.

“try not to love no one, i know that that's too much to ask i know I'm a selfish bitch, but i want you to know ive been working on it”

-you left, you couldn’t handle the way you were being treated. you knew you still loved him but you didn’t even feel like you were apart if his life. you felt like a background character in his life. you got your own apartment, and you two never really talked unless you were at the apartment to drop some of his things. you still made dinner for two people, you just ended up calling kiri over to take it to him on most days. seeing him brought too many memories back, some that you’ll never get to have again. you ran into eachother at the supermarket, he still bought your favorite things. you two had lunch. he apologized, he almost poured his heart out, he said he loved you, but all you could do was smile sadly. “i’ll never stop loving you, but your words mean nothing to me. you’ve made me feel like i was nothing... and until you stop being selfish.. we can’t be together” you gathered your things and kissed his cheek and walked out. you got to your car and stood at the drivers side for a few moments collecting your thoughts before you got in your car.. has he changed?

random stuff

-being the girlfriend of a pro-hero who barely slept was not the easiest job. you could never get shinsou to sleep. the both of you being night owls you would get sleepy maybe an hour or two before him. the only way you were falling asleep after him was if you had work to do. you tried to do everything in your power to get the lavender hair colored boy to sleep before you, nothing seemed to be working. “toshi.. don’t you think you need to sleep” he looked up from his desk in the corner of your shared bedroom and turned to you, with half lidded eyes. ‘yes he’s getting tired’ you thought to yourself. “no kitten, i don’t. but i think you do” and with that, he turned around to face his paperwork again... this boy and his sleep schedule are going to be the death of you.

-shiggy doesn’t like to admit it but he stares at you, but not in a creepy way like he did when you first came to the lov. he stares at you to get to know you. he really likes to watch you cook, it’s rare to see it because you aren’t at the hideout. he likes to tease you, making you think you read the wrong thing, sometimes he like just sit there to taste whatever you make. “don’t touch the bottom of the pan. it’s hot” you spoke before quickly running to your room in your apartment to get your phone. you heard him yell, you already knew what happened. you walked in the room and looked at him. “i told you not to touch it. do you not understand what the hell hot means?” you walked over to him and grabbed his hand. he flinched back. “i-it doesn’t hurt.” he managed to get out behind a painful half smile. “doesn’t hurt my ass, pull away from me again and see what happens” you rolled your eyes and grabbed his hand and tended to his wound”

thank you for coming to my random ass ted talk.. you can critique my writing :) or use it as an idea i highly doubt the latter will happen

[unlikelyempathpruneauthor]

The Boy with the Camera

Summary: Reader and Harry are dating and run into paparazzi and one of them touches you and Harry goes crazy and rumors get to Harry's head.

A/N: Here is another harry fic, hope you enjoy! This one was in the drafts so yeah lol. Hope you all have a good day or night. ALSO THE GIFS IN THIS FIC AND THE OTHER ONE I JUST POSTED ARE NOT MINE, I couldn't find the person who owned them so if you do lmk so I can give them credit!

You two were just having a lovely day at the supermarket. Even though there was a pandemic, going out with Harry made it fun. He made looking at tomatoes funnier than it has to be. As you two checked out and went to the car, a wave of paps were surrounding you making it difficult to put your groceries away.

“y/n harry! Is it true you're with him because of his brother!”

“Is this relationship actually real?”

“Does your contract make any wording you might get more money to be with him?”

They all shouted and screamed their questions that flew over your head. They do this to get drama started. If it's anything you learned from Tom, who is your best friend and your boyfriend's brother. It's that you ignore questions like those. Not that they were real, they were just a waste of time to get things started. You and Harry kept silent the whole time.

One of the paps got a little touchy and you respectfully pushed him away. “Please don't touch me.” you said as if it needed to be said. He continued and he went a little too far and pushed you onto the ground. 

“Hey! You guys need to leave! Now!'' Harry said as he picked you up and the paps were leaving one by one. You were glad to have him there. “You alright love?” he said as you nodded. “Yeah I'm okay, just a little flustered. Wish going to the supermarket wasn't this difficult, but guess that's the price I pay.” you said as he gave you a sincere smile and gave you a hug. For him this was probably the only way to protect you. He would do more, but you didn't like it when he was violent because you didn't want him to be in trouble or get hurt.

As you got inside the car you drove on home getting ready to do the same thing you guys always do. You either take a nap together or watch a movie, but sometimes you two do those things all together. When you did things by yourselves, Harry did lives and such while you would either bake something.

As Harry was doing one of his lives with his brothers. There were a lot of viewers more than ever which shocked Harry, but maybe it was because of the paparazzi incident.

“There's a lot of viewers eh?” Tom said as Sam looked at the screen.

“There is, so should we do our regular q and a?” Sam requested as they all agreed. Most of the questions were for Tom, but when Harry was asked a question it shocked him.

“Question for harry, is it true y/n and harry relationship is fak-?” Tom said as he stopped, “we're gonna skip that one.” he said as Harry rolled his eyes. “No hold on...no our relationship is not fake, we love eachother and thats that. Our relationship is nobody's business but ours.” Harry said in an angry tone because he was done with those rumours.

The same rumours from the grocery incident. He never let anything get to him but those rumours did. He never doubted his relationship once, but sometimes he would get insecure knowing you could do better, but you would remind him otherwise.

There were comments saying their relationship was fake and that if it was real they could do better. At first Harry jokingly told himself she could do better, but then he thought what if she could.

“Okay moving..oh another one for harry.” Sam said, wanting to change the subject and not upset his twin. “Oh it disappeared..never mind.” Sam said knowing the question would upset him more.

“You know what I’m leaving. Its those dumb questions again. They want us to not be together. And maybe they are right, she does deserve better than me. No one wants a dumb boy with a camera.” Harry said as he left to go to his room leaving Tom and Sam to end their live.

You were watching from the kitchen and once you saw him storm off you had finished and washed up and headed to the room Sam and Tom were in. “what the hell happened?” you said as tom and sam shrugged.

“No idea love, but those questions were quite harsh.” sam said as tom nodded. “What did the last one say.” you asked as Tom read. “Don't you think y/n deserves better..and vise versa.” he said as you were not satisfied with the fact that your fans didn't like who you were dating. You didn't hate your fans, you just didn't agree with their opinions which was okay. You didn't want to bash anyone out, but your fan base was getting a little out of control. Well not all of them, there were some fans who adored your relationship which you were grateful for, wishing more fans were like them, but not everyone is.

“Look, all you can do for now is check up on Harry, you just have to ignore the negativity for now,'' Sam said as you nodded and headed up to your shared room. You stood at the door hoping to get inside. You knocked on the door and heard some footsteps coming to the door. “Hey love, what's going on?” he asked as you saw his face wet from the tears. It hurt you to see him upset.

“Harry, its okay to be upset.” you said as he let you in and he sat on the bed. “Maybe they're right..” he said as you looked at him. “Harry they're wrong and so are you...i like you, god i love you...more than anything in this world. I love the boy with the camera who in fact is very very smart. He makes me laugh, he makes me feel like I'm a princess. He makes me feel like I deserve the world when I don't.” you said as he looked up at you and smiled. “You do deserve the world though.” he said as you chuckled. “Look, I know you may think I deserve better, but you are better. You are my person. Forever will be my person. Alright.” you said as he nodded. “Alright.” he said as you kissed him. You  two spend the rest of the day in each other's presence. You fell asleep and Harry just looked at you, he knew you were his person and one day he was gonna make that happen with a question.

[shamaste]

First let me explaine why i wrote this. And why should i care about things that doesn't concern me, or pay any attention? Well, every shaman has been given a personal task, a special job, only for the shaman, for me is that writing, spreading the word of wisdom, knowledge, fight against injustment and confront those who's telling lies, hurts people. The truth must, cannot be forgotten. I believe thats everything is connected, one heart beats for all. A real shaman is a living library, i am important as a Elder. A shaman knows, sees, can do things only a shaman can, predict, heals, protect, teache, works with all kinds of energy, even the dangerous kind. A shaman sees connections, and the cause and effect from the past till the future. Timeline traveling. Therefore as a medium, is my vision as a big screen, the kind what is hanging in a footbalstadium. All these things causes for me, more to see, hear, know, feel etc. And thats in everything. Also the things what is done in the past, good en bad, and the consequenses, karma. USA, is facing its bad karma, because of the violence, discrimination against, killing the native Americans, slaughtert animals. A jung Nation is created thru and with a whole lot of violence, and using, even killing people, civil war. And now with this virus, and seeing the kind of treatment people gave eachother, and those, voilent, hatefull, discriminating reactions, what i read, hear and see. Also here, even those people whom are treatend badly, are discriminated, do that themselves even harder. The people is divided. In themselves. The feeling of not belonging there, comes from very deep dark place. But its true and real. Its all connected by waves of energy, what is created in the past, and its group karma. Except the real owners, are free of that karma, not you or your childeren and theirs. Thats the price you shall have to pay, living on soil what is stolen.

A Nation in pain.

5th may, Dutch rememberance day, the day that our land is no longer occupied by the Germans, finaly the war was over! This after 6 long horrible years, like living in a prison, and living in fear everyday.

Then i see the usa, back in time. Isnt it strange and awkward when you realize that people claim their land as their own, and that land is by force taken, and untill now, even century's ago .., it is still a unlawful occupation, invading and ravaging that land. Yes it was stolen from those, calling it their home for thousends of years. That stealing was violent and in addition they almost wiped out the original inhabitants. Genocide, that was already then. And now you see these descendants of those occupiers suddenly putting fences around it to keep 'the illegal immigrants' out.

But knowing this! You should know that the land overthere, (the usa, i ment), and by everything that is happend in the past, has an effect karma bitch..., the usa therefore so energetically polluted, partly because the original energy structure has been destroyed, many sacred places have been dishonored, and of all the bloodshed, the murdering almost all of the inhabitants, its their blood which the land is soaked in. That is why its far from stable.

They will be heard. This is the call of those lives that were taken, and their land ceized, exploited or plundered. Even the animals slaughtert for fun

Much injustice has been done there. And that is what the past will give back as karma consequences, as in pain, sorrow, dissasters and more to these new residents. And that violent past will continue to haunt all of its 'invaders and offspring' up to and including the 7th generation and haunted by their ancesters bloody past. And that is also passed on as an inheritance, call it DNA, the bloodline of their ancestors, or call it the legacy of the invaders. Because millions of people have died for these newcomers, people, for what they say: this freedom of what is now our land. En what is the legacy of your ancestors? The feeling of injustice and being treated that way. Or been discriminated, dumped in a ghetto, or killed by.

That's the legacy and some other things. Everything has a price. Stealing is expensive.

And you already saw this how things went there in recent years. It looked like if it was now North against South again. With the difference that it has now become the Democrats against Republicans. That calls for war overthere. Plus that rift above in the defencegrid which is there, its bad whats is coming down out of that rift. Its dangerious dark energy.

This a not so great nation, has thus become a country of impossibilities and lack of freedom, compassion and truth. Living in a lie.

Therefore, i am happy that live here in this cold land of mine, and where we run less risk of being overcome by an induced madman who walks there with a half machine just as you are in the supermarket, shooting everything upside down. Incl. you.

It is now also believed that stolen art should be returned to its original owners, or returned to its country of origin.

What about stolen land then? And I'm also thinking of Australia, New Zealand, Tibet, the Americas, and parts of Africa and Europe. Stealing and occupying land was then the most normal thing but stolen remains stolen.

Something to think about.

[mochikeiji]

Next Time

↠ Pairing: Bokuto Koutarou x Akaashi Keiji

↠ Warning: TimeSkip AU! Slight fluff, angts, mention of death, songfic! SuperMarket Flowers by Ed Sheeran

↬ Word Count: 1,284

↣ a/n: this was originally a Bokuto x Reader (╥_╥) but since I was tired I made just a few adjustments. I hope you all enjoy!!

Summary: Creating a world with the love fo your life was something only you two could see and share. Reality didn't matter as long as you had each other. It was only heart wrenching when that small world two lovers have created had dark sides unknowingly to the other.

⇢ Day 7: Hurt/Illness

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(Oh I'm in pieces, it's tearing me up, but I know

A heart that's broke is a heart that's been loved)

Bokuto loved two things equally. Akaashi, and volleyball.

Having a relationship with him from the beginning of highschool til the end was a roller coaster ride. There are times where Akaashi would shut himelf out, and he'd be having trouble trying to help him out. And there were times where he wouldn't be enthusiastic, and Akaashi finding a list of ways to pick himself up. Nevertheless, their relationship was envied by a lot. And it was the most wonderful he has ever experienced. Like many people, the both of them planned so much ahead of their future. Where will be they staying after graduating college. How many kids they would plan to adopt along with pets if he wanted. Mostly talk about careers and passion together late at night.

He'd always go on and on about pursuing volleyball. Right now he was currently teamed up with an old friend, Hinata in the Black Jackals. Akaashi was proud of the little boy now growing into a fine man. Most of all he was happy that Bokuto was doing something he loves for his life long ahead. He had everything any person would have dreamed of.

But all good things must come to an end.

"W-what?"

"I'm breaking up with you."

The both of them stood in front of their apartment door, Akaashi's bags, and belongings already delivered back to his parents house. It was only a matter of time before he leaves as well.

Bokuto's face fell at his tone. What had caused this?

His arms began tremble, hands grabbing his, "Keiji, baby. Please, I don't know what's happening." sobbing, he doesn't know what he did wrong.

But it was him. All Akaashi.

"I'm sorry, Bokuto. I have to leave." his heart cracked when he said his last name than his nickname. Just a day ago Akaashi was hugging him all day, tighter than usual. He kept whispering how much he loved him, how much he means the world to him How proud he is of him for everything he's done.

That was just a day ago.

Why now?

He couldn't let more words slip from his mouth as his sobbing takes over. He can already hear the sound of his parents car tuning their horn.

It was time for him to go.

He placed his hands on his head, giving him one final kiss on his forehead. His arms slipping to his side as he cherishes his warm kiss.

"I'm sorry."

His heart breaks when he rushed out of the now empty apartment with ghosting memories. He went down on his knees— he wanted to chase Akaashi, he wanted to pull him back and explain why. He wanted to. But he was in an emotional wreck and let's himself wallow in pain.

I wish I could tell you.

(I hope that I see the world as you did cause I know

A life with love is a life that's been lived)

Akaashi loved Bokuto more than anything. More than himself. He was his sun to his darkest days, he was his anchor that kept him grounded. He was his everything.

Ever since Akaashi has been going out with him, his world has been nothing more than a colorful, bright one. Everything he hears from him is like a love song he will never be tired of. Every moment with him was like a movie that never has an ending. A love life with him that made Akaashi live his own life to the fullest.

Bokuto loved that about him. Everytime he was with Akaashi, it's like his already colorful life has gotten brighter. Not the bright that hurts your eyes, but the breathless kind of bright. It's like, having all the stars twinkle in the sky, but he was looking looking at him who couldn't compare to any of those.

Akaashi only wished that the grey clouds in his world wasn't permanent.

He wished he had more time to shower him with everything he has. Spend more moments in this bright world he has shared with him. Watch him play passionately. He wanted to watch him win, see that handsome smile on his face whenever he's gotten a victory.

He wanted to have so much with him in the future.

If only he didn't run out of time.

(Hallelujah)

Bokuto screams in pain the day his parents had revealed to him the truth about his sudden disappearance. His mother hugged him like he was a son she wished he had, as his father held back his own tears for the lost of his precious son. Bokuto cried harder— he wanted to yell out why he didn't tell him that he was suffering in silence.

He wanted to hold Akaashi through everything he has been going through.

All he did was give him the best years of his life.

And all those years, he's never known he was running out of time, yet still gave him all.

The buzzer rings in his ears, "BOKUTO!" he hears Hinata yell, like a robot, without emotion. He moves in for the final blow. Scoring for his team. He doesn't cheer.

"Bokuto! You can do it!"

Akaashi's parents. His solemn face looks up to the sidelines, he sees the two couple cheering him with a sad smiles.

His breath hitching with his heart pounding.

(You were an angel in the shape of my mum)

He thought he had just spotted some random stranger beside them.

But it was him.

Akaashi was smiling at him, laughing. His hands clapping, he sees his mouth move.

"Hey hey hey!"

His lips sighing out, and then smiling at him.

"Hey."

(You got to see the person that I have become)

Bokuto was standing proudly next to his teammates, ready to bow for the support of the people. His eyes never left Akaashi.

He has kept his promise.

"I'll watch you until you've achieved on being the best Ace!"

He can almost hear his voice beside him. He can feel tears well up in his eyes when he sees his figure becoming blurry.

(Spread your wings, And I know )

Like an angel, he was glowing, small wings behind his back fluttering. He was the only one who can see Akaashi. Hinata, and Atsumu glanced at eachother as they followed Bokuto's eyes to where he was staring. They had to stay strong for him.

"Keiji."

He whispered his name. He doesn't want him to go. He wants him to keep watching him, wait until he gets up there, and hold him. Tell him how much he meant to him like he did for him.

But he knows he was running out of time. So he just stares, his tears falling. People thinking it was from happiness.

But it was for him, Akaashi Keiji.

(that when God took you back he said Hallelujah )

"I love you."

He can see how his lips moved in those three words he's memorized.

He can only just wish he'd spent more time with him, given him more appreciation, gifts, love. He wished he could've made him stay longer in the world they've both made.

"I'm always watching over you, Kou."

He smiles sadly, raising his fist in the air as he watches him slowly blur away.

"I love you, Keiji. In another life. I'll find you again, and I'll never let you suffer in silence."

and I'll marry you. I'll make these list of dreams come true again. I promise. I'll make you the happiest than cry in silence. I'll make you stay, forever in happiness.

(You're home)

[alexiaugustin]

Since I seem to be in a really positive mood today and even though this show clearly doesn't deserve this post here's my list of favorite skam france s6 clips:

Samedi 07:52 The day after ep1: I really really loved the first clip of the season a lot more than the trailer and I think that it was such a great introduction to Lola's pov. We really saw the world through her eyes in such a special way in that moment n I loved all the hints to the plot (same sex couple walking down the street and being viewed as completely normal> w|w storyline with no internalized homophobia; the raccon tag > foreshadowing for otteli and urbex plot; lola photographing broken things > insight into lola's feelings) The cinematography and use of pov was a masterpiece in this one.

Lundi 7:43 Tiff ep1: This one is just here for the grew being the most supportive and loving friend group, skipping classes together to take care of Daphné and that group hug <33 need I say more?? No. Every clip with the grew is gonna be on this list because the little screen time they had this season needs to be honoured. I'm sorry that they did you so dirty babes:((

Mercredi 13:03 Fuck the planet ep1: my absolute favorite mayla clip this season!! one of my absolute favorite clips in general!! I still remember the day when they dropped that clip and I got so excited for this season again. Maya being a climate activist and such a warm and lovely person I immediately fell in love with her. Maya looking at Lola as if she's a princess walking down the stairs to a ball in some fairy tale. Maya not letting Lola's cold remarks throw her off n replying with equal sass instead, Maya's iconic coming out line and Lola smiling for the first time all season!! That clip was really off the charts

Vendredi 16:43 Someone exceptional ep1: This is my absolute favorite clip of the whole season and the amount of times I've rewatched this is actually unhealthy. Something just clicked and for the first time I felt really connected with Lola and felt and understood her pain (probs to Flavie she was amazing here) I loved the lil details abt this clip: Lucas playing the piano, le grew all hugging Daphné, Daphné's speech and break down (lula was amazing here too I really really felt connected to Daphné in that moment), Eliott and Lola meeting for the first time (their best clip this season, gosh the potential they had to actually develop such a cool and beautiful sibling relationship with them and then they did.... whatever the rest of their storyline was), Lola trying so hard to read Daphné's speech and then holding her own instead because she so desperately needs to get this off her chest and make ppl understand her and last but not least the cinematic shots of her running out of the church and breaking down. Truly my favorite clip.

Mercredi 12:56 You don't know me ep2: my second favorite mayla clip and hell did I love their dynamic and chemistry in this one. The community service clips were so so special and gave them such unique vibes I'm so sad that the rest of their storyline really couldn't live up to that because the beginning really was breathtaking and I was so here for their storyline and really believed that I would get the w|w rep I deserve this season. Rip

Jeudi 19:33 Sorry ep2: Daphné and Lola finally warming up to eachother, both of them apologizing, Lola saying that she can make dinner and they can watch one of Daphné's favorite tv shows together. Baby steps. Also Daphné grieving and smelling her mother's shirt to find comfort. Such an important clip!!

Vendredi 22:22 Otteli ep2: Again the opening shots and cinematography of this clip!! Lola meeting la mif for the first time and I was completely buying their found family dynamic from the start, maya and lola being 👀 the entire time and last but not least Eliott being introduced as urbex legend n royalty,, the wasted potential of that storyline tho...

Samedi 6:43 An awesome party ep3: again maya's and lola's chemistry in this one and their first real and deep conversation, maya opening up about her parents and how she found a home and family in la mif, their smiles and laughs and lola replying to Daphné's text messages because that's growth baby!

Lundi 7:53 The slap ep3: again just here for le grew, the way they all pulled daphné in for a group hug I'm cryinnn. Also Lucas telling the people who were gossiping abt Lola to turn around and mind their own business, dare I say iconic. the way we could have had it all this season and then skamfr decided to make them enemies. Hate it here

Samedi 13:18 Hangover ep4: this clip being a parallel to the beginning of ep2, we all believed that Lola went out and slept with another stranger and would feel lost and overwhelmed again and then! we and she found out that she's at maya's n instead of being lost again she completely openes up to Maya abt her life and Maya just holds her and Lola clings onto her as if her life depends on it and finds comfort in Maya. Still crying about this one

Mardi 21:43 You want to talk about it? ep4: I would be lying if I didn't tell you that I've rewatched this clip countless of times simply because seeing Eliott so happy and excited at his workplace has me feeling some type of way. I liked his and Lola's general dynamic in this one my main problem is just that it was so damn underdeveloped and came out of nowhere. Skam france you're a transmedia show text messages would have really helped you bby!!

Samedi 14:23 Luquette ep5: ohh out of all the clips with Eliott in it this one's definitely my favorite (and also one of the only ones I liked) both Eliott and Lola getting to speak for themself abt their mental health, seeing Eliott's development going from being ashamed and hiding his mental illness to now being so open about it and giving others advice, them talking about Eliott's Lucas and Lola's Luquette (🥺) Eliott being ready to run from Daphné with Lola and Lola saying that she's gonna take responsibility and Eliott looking like a proud big brother > the only clip with sibling vibes of them this season

Samedi 17:36 Just a girl ep5: Daphné and Lola reconciling, Daphné wanting to buy Lola picture frames and not letting that go even tho they have so little money and she sorts other stuff out instead. Please their sister bond this season has my heart. And also Maya and Lola at that supermarket gay panic energy at its finest. I loved that clip and that even after what happened last Friday Maya is still such a warm and loving person in that clip. Ugh why did they had to ruin her character later that season??☹

Mercredi 18:49 I miss you ep5: in case y'all are wondering if I'm just gonna put every single mayla clip on that list- don't worry this one is gonna be the last in a while. Anyway back to the good old days lamifex hanging all out together and being literal children together <33 mayla finally getting to talk and Maya explaining herself, showing Lola her scars and telling her that she misses her when she's not around. My heart combusted watching that clip

Lundi 12:35 We are even ep6: le grew studying together!! especially lucas and imane!!!! screaming. the only time we ever got to see them preparing for the bac but at least we have this one clip. Basile and Lola sibling dynamic and also the clip confirming that Daphné indeed has an eating disorder and Lola beginning to be really worried about her

Mercredi 18:27 I don't know what you're looking for ep6: Lola finding out about Daphné's eating disorder and finding proof in her room, Daphné freaking out and the last shots of her trying so hard not to fall apart, lula's acting in this scene!! It was all so realistic it truly is one of the top ten clips too

Jeudi 21:53 It won't always work ep6: Daphné and Lola talking and Lola opening up abt her addiction problems and telling Daphné that she can really really understand her and that both of them can get better again, Lola and Daphné being completely at peace and cuddling on the couch and watching tv together. One of my favorite clips of them this season I just love their sister bond so much

Mercredi 16:52 The break up ep7: both Lula's and Paul's acting was incredibly I was 100% buying that break up, Basile desperately wanting to help Daphné but not really knowing how, Daphné throwing him out and immediately having a break down, feeling so helpless and lost :'(( also Lola seeing her sister breaking down and not knowing how to help her either broke my heart. Protect the Lecomte sisters at all costs

Dimanche 18:32 Freesias ep8: for me this one was the true full cycle moment this season. The Lecomte family visiting their mum on mother's day, Lola revealing that she does know her favorite flowers and that her mum used to sent them to her along with letters she never read, Lola saying that if she could she might read them now but it's too late for that and in some kind of way she was making peace with her mum and everything that happened between them. Daphné taking the umbrella so Thierry can pull Lola close and them just standing in the rain and healing n growing as a family!! This clip was so emotional and important and skamfr had the audacity to destroy all that development with Thierry for useless drama. I'm endlessly bitter

Mardi 18:03 Vital prognosis ep8: just daphné, basile, lola and maya being a happy lil family together. This clip was so peaceful and beautiful to watch every time ep9 ruined my mood I went back to this clip to cheer myself up again. Really wish we could have seen more of them together and maya and lola as a couple

Vendredi 23:04 Emergency ep10: okay so I really didn't like that skamfr switched povs to build up suspense and was actually just triggering for many of us. But I just wanna say Lula's acting!!! The way she said "But how do you know we're going to find her, Lucas? Putain! She has never left a note before this is the first time for all we know" truly her acting!! I rewatched that clip so many times for that line alone (until I realized that the storyline was actually really triggering for me so I haven't watched the clip ever since but still)

Samedi 01:06 Sisters ep10: still hate the storyline and that it was done in episode 10 but I'm sooo glad that Daphné went to talk to Lola alone, that Daphné tells her that she's always loved her and basically everything they said in that clip!! Really moving and emotional one of the only clips that really made me cry this season. Again I live for Flavie's and Lula's acting

Mercredi 16:38 Beep beep beep ep10: even tho the mayla storyline was in context of the season really lacking depth at this point, watching this clip ignoring the context really was a cultural reset. One thing I love abt skam france is just that they let lgbt people live their lives without having homophobia being thrown at them left and right so kissing your gf in the middle of the supermarket like that might not be realistic but I don't care!!!!! let the gays live their life and kiss in the supermarket!!! thanks!! also that song especially the lyrics "darling I won't let you go" thoughts are being thunk💌

And yeah basically that's it. As yall may notice I loved the first half of the season way more than the second half and I feel like there was so much wasted potential and important storylines left unaddressed because they wanted to throw in more drama....

[ask-beacons-finest]

Could we get a post abt Thyme interacting with AFD!RWBY in some way? (Asked by anon)

AFD!Yang, walking through a supermarket aisle, pushing a cart as she reads through a list: Got it...got it...got it...need that...got it...need...need...need...

AFD!Blake, walking by Yang's side, her hands stuffedd in the pouch of her hoodie: I always find this cute.

AFD!Yang, raising a questioning eyebrow as she checks off the list: Hmm?

AFD!Blake, rolling her shoulders to motion around them: Just...this. Shopping together, doing like...cute domestic stuff I guess.

AFD!Yang, chuckling a bit: Yeah, yeah I think it's cute too. I really like doing this with you t-...is that Weiss?

AFD!Blake, giving a confused look to Yang and then follows her point towards a person all the way down the aisle with pure white hair, narrows her eyes and shakes her head: No...no hunny, their hair is too short to be Weiss.

AFD!Yang, rubbing her eyes a bit, squirting to stare as they keep walking forward: Huh...yeah cause I was gonna say like, Penny should be showing up today so like...I don't know why she'd leave the house.

AFD!Blake, nodding as they continue walking: Mmmhm.

AFD!Blake, speaking up a bit as they pass the stranger: Hi! Sorry I just wanted to say I love your hair! The white is so beautiful, I've only ever seen it on a Schnee!

Thyme, recognizing the voice and freezes instantly, nearly dropping what they were looking at, "don't say mom" running through their head: Oh thanks so much...Blake.

Thyme, internally exploding in an embarrassed panic, thinking: Shit.

AFD!Blake, stopping dead in her tracks, Yang doing the same, the two of them staring at Thyme in extreme surprise: ...what...I'm sorry, do we know eachother?

Thyme, nearly sweating bullets, struggling to force in a casual facade, spinning round to face them with a smile: N-no! No we don't know eachother at all!

AFD!Yang, narrowing her eyes, defensively looming behind Blake, glaring at Thyme: You know her name. How?

Thyme, panicking for a minute before coming up with a plan: Uhh, uhhh, uhhh...O-okay, okay, you got me. I'm a psychic.

AFD!Blake, narrowing her eyes, suspicious: Oh those are bulls-

AFD!Yang, pushing through Blake immediately, excitedly: OH MY GOD CAN YOU READ MY PALMS?

Thyme, awkwardly laughing, slowly shuffling away: Ah! I would love to certainly but unfortunately the spirits are not in my favor today! They told me the name of "Blake" and that's all! They have been silent since.

AFD!Yang, groans: Awwwwwwh.

AFD!Blake, grumpily standing there with crossed arms as Yang turns and faces her with a confused look: ...did you really almost knock me to the ground to get your palms read?

AFD!Yang: ...I love you?

AFD!Blake, her hand snapping out quick to Yang's face, gripping tightly to one of her cheeks and squeezes: You! Are! A! Pain in my ass!

AFD!Yang, flailing a bit: Oooooowwwww!! Ow ow ow ow!!!!!

Thyme, hurrying away: Ooooooh for the love of everything good and sacred, Universe, please never put me there again.

[made-in-the-hallway]

91 & 99 and any other flirtatious lines you think are cute please. Just like harry and the reader laughing, kissing and questioning eachother all night.

I added number 84 as well because it is so sweet hearing that from Harry :). Anyways, I decided to combine those numbers instead of creating a single imagine for each one. I truly hope your enjoy reading this and I thank you for your request! I also apologise for taking too long to reply to you! Stay lovely!

Monday. Is there a better day? It signals thebeginning of a new week, therefore, more opportunities are in store. You weren’tone of those people who expressed their hate for Monday in any way possible. Youwere the exact opposite actually. Whenever Monday would come around, you wereready to invest your restored energy on your responsibilities and to takeadvantage of your time out of your house.

This Monday though, was completely different. School washarder than usual and this meant that you had two brand new tests coming up inthe same week. When you returned to your home later that day, hoping you couldfinally take a nap and forget about those teachers, you realized that yourkitchen cupboards were empty meaning that you needed to go grocery shopping. Aftermaking a list of the items missing halfheartedly, you headed towards the supermarketin order to buy them.

While arriving at the supermarket, you noticed that itwas full of people. This was a bit unusual because every other Monday you hadgone to shop there, the place was not so crowded.

“Great. And I thought I would go home earlier today”,you cursed and you made your way to the busy aisles.

Item after item, your basket was supplied with foodand some other things needed for your home. Almost all of your items werescribbled off the list and you thanked God it was finally time you went to thecashier to pay and leave this place. But once again, fate was not done with youtoday. The queue was longer than you could ever imagine and two of the cashiershad taken their days off.

“Where are the cashiers when you need them though?”,you told yourself and you made up your mind to try and wait patiently instead ofabandoning your full basket right on the spot and going home.

Two more people and you were next. This had takenlonger than you had thought and you couldn’t stand it. The temperature was nothelping either due to the number of people in the store and you were a sweatingmess and in need of a bath.

“Place your items here Ms.”, the cashier’s voiceruined your image of your relaxing bath and you placed all your items on top ofthe counter.

“This will be $33.50 Ms.”, you handed the money andstarted walking towards the exit. Never had you imagined that you would be sohappy finishing your grocery shopping.

The ride back home was peaceful and for the first timein this day two good things happened; you found a cab quickly and there was notraffic!

“Hello mom”, you spoke through the speaker to yourmom, who called you just when you placed your foot in your house. Are in yourhouse any secret cameras she had placed?

“I am fine, I am fine. How is dad?”, you kept talking toyour mother as you were filling your cupboards with food.

“You are kidding. But mom! I was in the store a fewminutes ago! I can’t go back there! I am much too tired. Can’t you tell dad togo on his way home?”, you spoke irritated. Your dad was at work and your momneeded two packs of pasta in order to prepare lunch. With no words left, youwent back to the supermarket and you picked up what your mom needed. Now theonly thing left, was for you to deliver them to her.

“This is the last time I do this. I need sleep mom”,you said to your mother who thanked you more than fifteen times. You had madeit to your parents’ house in a matter of ten minutes just because there wasstill no traffic on the roads. Two glasses of water and a bit of small talklater, you were headed to your house, ready to finally sleep.

“I hope nothing else comes up again”, you said beforeyour head touched the soft cushions on your sofa. You couldn’t even make it toyour bed.

17:40:Sweetheart I am comin’ home. Do yeh want me to pick up anythin’ from the storefo’yeh?

17:55: Y/N?Are yeh there?

18:10: Itruly hope your phone isn’t charged.

You were still asleep when you heard the door slamshut. Harry was finally home but you couldn’t go up to him. Your eyes werestill shut and you felt tired even though you had slept.

“Y/N, where are yeh love?”, Harry’s worried voicefilled the room.

“I swear to God Y/-. There yeh are. Has meh girl beensleepin’?”, he said while stroking your arm.

“I bet this sofa is uncomfortable as hell, is thisright baby?”,he kept smiling at the sight in front of him. All you could do wasnod and that is what you did.

“Come on,baby, up to bed”, he said, picking you up and carrying you toyour shared bedroom. You made a noise of satisfaction when your body wasproperly laid. Your eyes started to open up and you could hear the runningwater in your shower. Just then, you sat upright waiting for Harry. You weren’tfeeling so tired just a bit numb from sleep.

Harry exited the bathroom in a pair of sweatpants andwhen he saw you he started making his way towards you.

“You got acute butt”, you said out of the blue. But it was true. That pairof sweatpants he had chosen made his butt ten times better.

“Not asleep anymore I see huh?”, he said smirkingafter pecking your lips.

“Well, it is still early plus my batteries are fullnow. How was work?”, you asked waiting for Harry to lay down onto the bed aswell.

“Yeh know… Tirin’. How was your day babe?”, he saidand he finally laid down beside you. But he was too far for your liking.

“Erm Harry, scootover a little, please”, you said and Harry chuckled.

“As yeh wish love”, he said and he placed his musculararms around your frame. Then, you started talking about your days and how Nickwas suggesting a new idea every two minutes or how much stuffed the supermarketwas today. Kisses and loud chuckles were heard throughout your talk but thatwas what you enjoyed with Harry. No matter how difficult your days were, thatwas the best part; in each others’ arms talking about anything and everything andwith Harry trying to steal kisses from you. But you wouldn’t want it any otherway.

[heironymus-lex]

Being young and lying in the unmowed damp grass with your friend at camp when you need to be somewhere else, people are looking for you. You're curled facing eachother with your toes barely touching. You laugh endlessly. You sing taps; "God is Nye." In the tents you roll closer to eachother in your sleeping bags, the russle of the other girls forces you apart, lest you be caught curled too close. You say Grace at breakfast. In the feild you tackle eachother and fight playfully for a profound desire to touch eachother's skin. You find yourself completely in love with them in a way you could never explain to anyone. This happens to you every summer, not always with the same girls, but you're not gay, you insist. Looking back you realise you were in love, for what you knew love to be, at the time.

You wade into the river with her, she's outdoorsy in a way that no girl at camp could have been. She tells you not to wade too far into the mud on the river banks, you do it anyways, she follows. You hold hands on the boardwalk, a man walks towarda you, you let go. You sleep together on the matress on her floor, you feel as if you can't get close enough to her, you wake up curled much tighter to eachother than you remeber. Her mother hates you. Someone asks if you're dating, you look at eachother and laugh. Neither of you answer. She kisses you on the forhead in the supermarket. You get caught in the rain after a nature walk, you run down her street together as the rain becomes heavy. You sit on her kichen floor over the heat vent, you feel like you would die if she kissed you on the mouth, she never does. You take diffrent ways home one day, you never walk together again. You hear her laugh in the library at school, you remeber exactly why you loved her. Your hands tence with anger, you cry for years. You're in college now, you hear she loves another woman. You understand how much you loved her and that you will love her forever in many small ways.

You are placed in the girls dorm, you are not a girl. You get a girl guide scholarship, you are not a girl. You're furrious that the barber keeps calling you "she" while he lops off your hair. You tell your classmates you're a boy, they try very hard. Your mother cries, she can't call you he, she dosen't try. She sends you pictures of vintage men's clothing for sale, though. Your binder comes in the mail, you finally get to wear anything but a hooded sweatshirt. You start wearing suits, vests, corduroy slacks. You get chubby, then you get fat, you smile more. Your friend tells a story about you, he calls you he, you've never been happier to have anyone talk about you. Your professor tells you he's proud of you and that you're brave, you wish he would teach you how to tie a tie. You find yourself as happy as you've ever been, you love yourself in a way you never thought you could.

You read about Achilles and Patrocles, Socrates and Alcebiates, the Globular Men: one together in eternal adoration. You realize the value in being called lover. You were always attracted to men too, you just never wanted to be a man's girlfriend. You want to be a man's husband someday, you feel as if you've lied to every woman you've ever loved. You've only ever really loved women. His mind is brilliant, he is your Socrates. Another Him is beautiful and passionate, you are Socrates this time. You feel like Achilles, raging over Patrocles's death, and at the same time you are dead Patrocles. You are full of so much love. All ypu care to study is love: Plato, Dante. It grows within you, you feel it full in your belly and swirling in your head. You are so full of love for everything around you in everything that you know love to be.

(Some thoughts about growing up, academia, being trans, bisexual, and full of love.)