#or y//hiyo or a//hiyo

[femme-malewife]

Honestly, people saying Nagisa was “shoehorned in” to Hiyori’s story and that their relationship is “forced” can actually fight me because no one’s saying anything about Koyuki and Ryou or Koudai and Juri, when they’re just as “forced”, if not moreso. 

[deus-ex-mona]

a n y w a y s listen to nagisa’s new song it’ll change your life

[lostgirlsinofgluttony]

Hiyo ! I just discovered your blog and the writting about Billy and I just fall in love *^*

I wanted to give a request about a Yandere Platonic Billy Hargrove with a sister!reader (could be step like Max, or blood related to him or Max, as you want ^^), maybe a year younger or older than Max. I never saw a Yan Platonic Billy and I need to read a toxic overprotective big brother.

I just see him favoring (y/n) over Max, like when their mother asks her to do dishes or chores, he just yells that Max should do it instead because (y/n) is busy (even if you are not lmao). He buys her candies and soda when he's buying his cigarettes and beers from the store, he drives her to school everyday and he picks her up too (even if (y/n) says she wants to walk or just doesn't want to, he would just dragged her in his car and put the loud music on ignoring her complaints). And of course he would be very controling about her relationships and friends, and beat up (even kill) every boy who try to flirt with her. These are a few ideas to give you examples about my request ! Feel free to add details or other examples/scenarios/dialogues ! ^0^

Have a nice day !

Yandere platonic billy Hargrove!

ᴵ ʷᵃˢ ᵍᵒⁿⁿᵃ ᵈᵒ ᵃ ᴰʳᵃᵇᵇˡᵉ ᵇᵘᵗ ᴵ ᵖʳᵉᶠᵉʳ ʰᶜ . ᴼᵏᵃʸ ˢᵒ ᵗʰⁱˢ ⁱˢ ᵍᵒⁿⁿᵃ ᵇᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵃ ˢⁱˢᵗᵉʳ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ. ᴵ ᴴᵒᵖᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ⁱᵗ ᵃˡˢᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉʳˢᵒⁿ ʷʰᵒˢᵉⁿᵗ ᵗʰⁱˢ ⁱⁿ ⁱˢ ˢᵒ ˢʷᵉᵉᵗ @foulperfectionsworld

he’s so protective of you like if someone messes with you they are messing with him He come ready to swing

-if you need anything he bend over back to get you what ever you need 

-takes you places the mall,the park,school

-he is much nicer to you than max which is sad cause you love max 

-if dad asks you to do chores he always gives a bullshit reason why max should do them instead “y/n has a headache make max do them” or he will do them instead it’s always your too busy or tired to do them even if you want to he refuses to let you

-also expect him to come home from the store with candies and soda for you

-will not let you walk cause it’s “dangerous “

“stop being a brat and get in the car I don’t care if you want to walk it’s not safe for you”

-he also has to approve of your friends and will chaperone you everywhere you go

-if he disproves on who it is your not going blank period.

-will not let you date at all he’s very controlling by nature even tho your a year younger then you he treats you like a kid still

“guys a shit and you don’t need that” “you got me already what are you complaining for”

-defends you against there dad and will take the blame for anything you do cause he loves you that much 

-once almost killed Harrington for seeing him talk to you 

-if anyone is interested in you he will threaten them to stay the hell away or else.

-you had to pull him of on him cause of it

-movie nights is a thing you guys watch tv in his room with snacks 

-but he does try to get you to do his homework sometimes

-treats you like a princess/prince 

-Carry’s the shopping bags 🛍 

-let’s you crash in his room 

-for your birthday he always takes you to dinner or does something thoughtful 

-also is good at comforting you if your upset

“y/n come here “he says softly as he embraces you and let’s you cry on his shoulder

-will try to be nice to max cause you told him too he’s tough but a sweetheart on the inside

[4townlove]

Yay I’m actually online when the ticket booth is open! Could you do all of the boys with a fem!reader who is plus size/curvy?

hiyo !!! thank you for requesting! and yes of course! prepare for super cuteness from 4Town! (i hope you like what i wrote)

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before we start, i want to make it clear that if any of the 4Town boys are with you, your body type is not a factor that would ever make them love you any less. your appearance is not a dealbreaker, so whether you are slender or softer in body type, whether you are tall or short, light or dark skinned... the boys love you for you! simple as that.

⭐ Robaire

his favourite time to see you is just as you're waking up beside him, your body draped in his sheets in a romantic way, reminiscent of Renaissance art of the gods. when the sun hits your skin and the bedsheets tumble over your hips and full curves, he cant help but blush and gaze at you with the utmost adoration.

"Bonjour, ma cher... tu as le corps d'une déesse..." he whispers with a smile. "Mon amour parfait..."

he always tells you this, that you have the body of a goddess, one to rival Aphrodite herself, because you do. to him, you are the most beautiful person that could ever, and has ever existed, and will put all his french fluency into practice to remind you of that fact at every opportunity.

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⭐ Jesse

Jesse is a charmer, and his preferred method is giving you kisses and winking at you at every opportunity, and with you being as beautiful as you are, it takes effort for him to keep his eyes off you for longer than a few seconds at a time.

his heart skips whenever his eyes find you, even if you're not looking at him. seeing you dressed so gorgeously, every item of your outfit perfectly complimenting the bountiful curves of your body, every movement you make accentuating your lush body.

his face is often a blush of crimson, blue eyes glittering as he takes you in, and whenever he has a few seconds to ignore what the other guys are doing or talking about, he'll hurry over and kiss your soft cheeks, holding you waist as he does.

"Gods, how did I get so lucky to meet someone as stunning as you?" he'll often marvel while with you, meaning it with all his fluttering heart.

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⭐Taeyoung

this puddle of nervous and tender love is in awe of you. he loves how warm your hands are when he holds them, which is near all the time, he loves how perfect it feels to hug and cuddle with you, how easily he feels safe and comforted just by your presence... there is nothing he doesn't love about you, and will take every chance to encourage you about your appearance.

his kind words and compliments about your plush body are truthful and gentle; he notices whenever you're feeling insecure and takes time out of his schedule to prioritise you and your comfort, whether that means a loving hug from him, or planning a cuddle movie night after work to destress, Tae will do everything he can to care for you and remind you just how beautiful you are.

"You're perfect to me, my dove... there's nothing about you that I would change for the world. Nothing at all."

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⭐ Aaron T

knowing T, his declarations of love and pride for being with you are often loud and abrasive, and he doesn't let up for anything. he adores you completely, but nothing makes his heart skip more than seeing you in 4Town merch. whether it's a jumper or some custom jewellery or one of his super comfy oversized sweaters, seeing how cute your curvy body looks in them makes his heart beat so fast he could probably pass out.

unable to contain his love for you, he'll often stare, blow kisses, and show you off to anyone who passes by, gushing about your beauty and charm and voluptuous elegance. and best believe he is just as enthusiastic about defending you from anyone who dares to intimidate you, near barking down anyone trying to make you feel uncomfortable.

"Babe, you are- y-you are just... perfection! you deserve to be the most famous model in the world! you are the definition of hot! and good looking and cute and gorgeous and i love you i love you i love you !!"

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⭐ Aaron Z

as is consistent with his blasé demeanour, Z's affection for you and love for your appearance is just as soft spoken and tame as the rest of him is. his love for you makes him clingy, and being near you gives him so much (though often unexpressed) joy, but his love for all that you are is unmatched.

he makes time to whisper casual compliments to you whenever he can silently slip away from the guys, sliding an arm around your hips and kissing your warm cheek before muttering sweet nothings into your soft neck. he grins when you blush at his affection, and that only encourages him to ensure you love your appearance just as much as he does.

more than anything Z LOVES seeing you get all dressed up, whether for a 4Town event, for a fancy dinner date with him or just to spend the day with him, and "dressing up" doesnt mean anything fancy.

when you're rocking your style in a way only you can do, and he can watch you walk with confidence, your body excentuated by your clothes and irresistable attitude, he falls in love all over again. his arm is always around your shoulders or your waist, pride glowing in his eyes when he's at your side.

"You are divine, baby. Simply divine."

[tokusaatsus]

CONGRATULATIONS FOR 100 FOLLOWERS LOVEEEE. May i request Hiyori with 11? 🥺🤍

TOMOE HIYORI + 11: "am i your favorite?" "i like your dog a bit more than you, i won't lie."

warnings: cursing (jun)

“Mary-chan, your father is ho~me!” Hiyori calls out as he pushes the door to Jun’s dorm room open, only to see you and Jun curled up together on the bed playing Uno. Bloody Mary doesn’t stir from where she’s seated in your lap, though she does perk her head up to watch the green-haired boy sway towards you.

“Uno.” You say monotonously, placing your +4 change colour down. “And red.”

“Goddamn!” Jun rages.

“Hi, Hiyo-kun. What’s up?”

Hiyori lets out a dramatic sound as he collapses onto the bed, right on top of the cards. “I can’t believe Y/N-kun would betray me like this! And with my dear Jun-kun as an accomplice too…”

“You were at a family lunch,” You point out, already used to his antics. “Your turn, Jun.”

“So? As your favourite person in the entire world, shouldn’t you have waited for me to return? Ah, how lost you must have been without me…”

When you hum noncommittally in response, Hiyori sits up to look at you properly. “Am I your favourite? I am, right?”

You pat Bloody Mary’s head lovingly. She licks your fingers and blinks at you placidly. In the background, Jun curses viciously as he shuffles through his sizable pile of cards. “I like your dog a bit more than you, I won't lie.”

Hiyori lets out an outraged noise as he buries his face into Bloody Mary’s plush brown fur. You snicker. “Just kidding~ of course you’re my favourite, Hiyo-kun. Anyways,” You place your last card, a red 5. “Jun, I win.”

“FUCK!”

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WC: 260 words

reze txt omg tysm annonie <33!! this prompt fit so well with hiyori?? i hope u enjoyed this hehehe eve shenanigans are so fun to write <3

[faulty-writes]

Hiyo! I hope u had the best of days today! :]

Can I request Tenya Iida x f!reader who has a caffeine addiction? Like reader is afraid that they'll get sleepy during class so they consume coffee to avoid that scenario, but consumes it in a concerning amount that Tenya's starting to get concered. But they try to withdraw the addiction but keeps getting worse each time they go a day without caffeine. And Tenya tries to help them in simple ways.

And i just wanna say, i love your work ur doing amazing and your followers and i love you :] 💖💗💕

[ Now this, this right here sounds like a fun request. Awe <3 Thank you dear anon, I love and appreciate you and all of my followers and or fans as well. ]

You were never a morning person, the chirping of birds outside your window accompanied by the bright sun were something you viewed as miserable, or maybe you just enjoyed your sleep too much. But either way, like many others in the world you couldn't start your day without a cup of coffee.

It was innocent at first, you'd bring a small styrofoam cup to class, which Tenya would immediately notice. "I highly advise against consuming any other beverage with the exception of water in this classroom! Even with a secure cap, there is a liability you might spill it and stain the desk or floor our ancestors once..." it was around that moment you took a large sip of your coffee knowing you'd need the energy just to put up with him and his all too familiar lectures.

Regardless of Tenya's continued comments, you walked into class every morning with a cup of coffee in hand and though you'd never admit it, you had a small fear of what Mr. Aizawa would do if he caught you sleeping in class. Despite the fact that he slept through most of it himself. But you knew that Tenya would never forgive you if you happened to fall asleep during a lesson.

As the weeks went by, you upgraded from a styrofoam cup to a large metal thermos which Tenya noticed, in addition to the way you'd consume the contents of it. "Excuse me, Y/n! Ingesting that much daily caffeine will have adverse side effects on your potential growth and result in a rather unpleasant dependency on it," you didn't think too seriously about this considering you figured he was just worrying too much about you as opposed to trying to look out for you.

However, there came a day when you were running late and didn't have time to make your precious coffee. This made it a struggle to stay awake, you found yourself nodding off throughout class and snapping at your fellow students which resulted in Tenya having to pull you aside for a quick conversation. "Despite your lack of caffeine this morning, you cannot display such disrespect in the classroom! Falling asleep during lessons and speaking harshly to your classmates is unacceptable!" honestly, you were too tired to deal with him.

It was shortly after this incident that Tenya insisted he help you control your caffeine addiction and believed that by lessening your intake every day you would eventually cease your dependence on it. On the first day of experimenting with this theory, you had brought a small bottle containing iced coffee which broke during class when Eijirou happened to get his hands on it. You lost your temper and latched out at him in an animalistic way which resulted in Mr. Aizawa breaking up the fight and sending you to the principal.

It was after this that Tenya decided a comforting approach would be best in helping you overcome your addiction. "Perhaps you would find it beneficial to squeeze my hand if you feel the rather draining effects of your caffeine withdraw?" he ended up regretting those words as his hand soon grew sore and slightly painful from the harsh squeezes you'd give it.

After some thinking Tenya took to attempting to hug you when you happened to feel the negative side effects of your caffeine withdraw. Though on occasion you'd fall asleep against him or scream into his chest when you were feeling particularly irritated and missing the bittersweet taste of your coffee. Still, he remained patient with you and promised he'd continue to help you because that's what a true hero does.

[jujywrites]

A Walk in the Park

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It was a lovely summer day. Tohru decided to go for a walk in town, wherever her feet took her. Kyo, knowing her tendency to get lost even in local areas, thought he might as well get some air too. Yuki had tried to read but soon felt twitchy inside by himself, so he tagged along as well.

And so, eventually they ended upon either side of her, taking her hands like always. They were just about to cross the street when—

“Ai-chan! Yu-chan!”

Tohru's iron grip made them both stop, looking at her and then where she was staring. The paths were crowded, so neither of them could tell anything.

“It’s— it's— them, it’s definitely them, I know it is!!” Her voice was quiet, but her barely contained fangirl elation was crystal-clear.

"Who?" said Kyo.

"Where?" said Yuki.

"Aizo-kun, and Yuu-kun, and I heard Suzumi-san too," she replied in a shrill whisper, pulling them a few steps forward on shaking legs. “What do I do?!?!”

The answer turned out to be...

...nothing.

Someone passed Kyo in the crowd, their hat pulled low, a dark (blue??) ponytail and blue eyes giving him a crackle of recognition. There was delay in noticing the two people following him because suddenly he had to help Yuki keep Tohru upright, her knees buckling as she let out a tiny squeak.

"Oh my gosh," she breathed, face bright pink. "Oh my gosh Aizo-kun looked at me...! And Hiyo— Suzumi-san too?!"

"H-Hey," he exclaimed as she nearly goes all the way down; he looked at Yuki and exasperation flared upon seeing his dazed face. "Damn rat, get ahold of yourself!"

Somehow they all made it over to a bench in one piece.

Tohru was shaking, hands clutching her own shirt "Th-They're even more stunning..."

"In person...!" Yuki finished her sentence, looking only slightly more together.

Kyo rolled his eyes, resolutely tamping down the celebrity forcefield tingles. Somehow, though, seeing Suzumi-san up close, even for a second...

He blinked, shaking his head. Yuki and Tohru resolved into their everyday selves, rather than the brightly-clad, head-mic-wearing duo he saw for a second; the roar of a lightstick-wielding crowd dulled to the murmur of shoppers and commuters walking by.

What the hell was that?

"And they really are just... like us."

If it weren't for his Zodiac-enhanced senses, he would've missed what she said in a whisper. As it was, well— "The hell do you mean, like us?"

She blushed, again. (Strangely, Yuki did too.) "W-Well, that is... I mean, I w-w-wish..."

He didn't push her when she trailed off, the answer just out of reach in his mind but just clear enough to make his face warm. Why??? He grumbled, irritable now, yet not inclined to move with the other two still sitting.

"I'm thirsty," Yuki announced, sounding a bit wobbly still.

"Oh! We passed a lemonade cart a while back. What do you think, Kyo-kun?"

He stood, pulled up along with her, and Yuki, because she took their hands again. "Y-Yeah, okay."

Truth be told (which it couldn't be, not yet, if ever), he'd be fine wandering around with them for the rest of the day if that was what they wanted.

[hayami-naomi]

Llevaba todo el día lloviendo y mientras Yokozawa veía a la gente llegar con sus trajes y vestidos negros, no pudo evitar preguntarse si toda esa lluvia era debido a que él no había derramado una sola lágrima.

Sabía que sucedería, no podía decir que no se imaginó en más de una ocasión cómo sería todo, pero aun así siempre creyó que cuando el momento llegara él se quebraría y no podría dejar de llorar en días. Pero allí estaba, recibiendo las condolencias de aquellos que iban llegando y mirando la foto de Naomi en el altar, rodeada de flores.

Aquellos moretones que todos habían notado no resultaron ser a causa de los entrenamientos con el equipo de voleibol, y después de meses de consultas, tratamientos y un fallido trasplante de médula ósea, su hija ya no estaba con ellos.

Recordó cuando les dieron el diagnóstico, cuando un segundo doctor se los confirmó, el inicio de las quimioterapias, cuando descubrió a Naomi en el baño cortándose el cabello (aquella mañana había comenzado a caérsele) y le terminó pidiendo que la ayudara a hacerlo.

Conocía a Naomi a la perfección, y por eso mismo desde un principio se encargó de decirle que todas las decisiones que ella tomara fueran pensando en su bienestar, en lo que ella realmente quería. Su prioridad tenía que ser ella, no los sentimientos de los demás.

Él hizo todo lo que estuvo en sus manos para que su hija siguiera con ellos, todo. Incluso intentó contactar a Kotaro para el trasplante. Se arrodillaría, le suplicaría que se hiciera los estudios para saber si era compatible con Naomi, pero no había encontrado rastro de él.

Claro que ella había sido su hija, por supuesto que él había sido su papá, y aunque se hizo los estudios de compatibilidad, sabía cuál sería la respuesta. Fue lo único que no pudo darle, una esperanza más para vivir.

Aunque aquello resultaba la peor pesadilla de todas, no podía negar que durante aquellos meses continuaron teniendo momentos felices que recordarían para siempre y no sólo por el hecho de saber que podrían ser los últimos. A pesar de que todos querían pasar tiempo con Naomi, lo último que querían era que se sintiera abrumada y accediera a todo sólo por no lastimarlos.

Si bien ella y Kirishima se habían aceptado y querido como familia desde el primer momento, todos sabían que era Yokozawa con quien tenía una relación mucho más estrecha, que era el primero con quien acudía cada vez que necesitaba hablar de algo y cuando era más pequeña, a quien le pedía que la llevara a ver jugueterías y vestidos. Sin embargo, en los últimos meses por momentos Naomi parecía ser más cercana a Kirishima; incluso él había sido quien la acompañó a comprar unos gorros después de que decidiera deshacerse de su cabello.

En una ocasión Yokozawa le preguntó a Kirishima sobre lo que él hablaba con Naomi cuando salían o los encontraba en la habitación de ella (porque siempre se quedaban en silencio cuando él entraba), pero Kirishima sólo sonrió, lo besó en los labios y se excusó diciendo que iría a ayudarle a sus hijas con la cena.

En aquel momento Kirishima estaba a su lado, junto con Hiyo. Se notaba que ella había estado llorando y que él quería hacerlo.

En más de una ocasión Yokozawa se había preguntado si el cariño que existía entre su hija y el chico con el tiempo llevaría a algo más, pero ahora eso era algo que jamás tendría respuesta. Los sueños de su hija, y los que él tenía para ella, habían llegado a su fin.

Una vez que el velorio terminó y Yokozawa volvió a ver a Daisuke en compañía de sus papás, pensó en lo agradecido que estaba de que su hija lo hubiera tenido a su lado. El ahora adolescente siempre había demostrado el cariño que sentía por Naomi y aunque en un principio Takafumi se había sentido aterrado porque a su pequeña le gustara un niño y terminara con su corazón roto, ahora sabía que jamás podría agradecerle por completo a Daisuke lo mucho que la había querido.

Él no se alejó, al contrario, estuvo mucho más cerca. Incluso sus papás fueron un apoyo importante para todos.

Los dos siempre sonreían cuando estaban juntos. Con pequeñas accesiones o palabras él se encargaba de recordarle lo mucho que la quería, lo importante que era para él y lo bonita que la veía, sin importar si estaba en su casa o en el hospital.

Cuando la visitaba y el cansancio la terminaba venciendo mientras veían la televisión o él le leía, jamás la dejó sola. Siempre esperaba que alguien fuera a verlos y explicaba cómo había estado Naomi antes de quedarse dormida. En una ocasión, durante los últimos días, Yokozawa lo encontró frotando la mano de Naomi entre las suyas mientras ella dormía. “Dijo que tenía frío”, fue lo que le comentó antes de soltar su mano, cobijarla bien y despedirse diciendo que al día siguiente no podría ir ya que necesitaba arreglar un asunto en la escuela y le llevaría más tiempo.

Desde que la conoció, él sintió miedo de perderla, incluso antes de saber lo importante que Naomi sería en su vida. Supuso que eso era lo que todos sentían al convertirse en padres, al amar a sus hijos, y aunque en diversas ocasiones lograron que la pequeña continuara a su lado, finalmente había llegado el momento de despedirse.

Los días se convirtieron en un sube y baja. Naomi podía estar con ellos, sonriendo, y al día siguiente sin querer salir de su habitación debido al cansancio o su estado de ánimo. Incluso en una ocasión no quiso ver a Daisuke; él fue a visitarla como acostumbraba, pero Yokozawa se disculpó diciéndole que no era el mejor momento. Él entendió sin problema y pidió que le avisara cuando fuera posible verla.

A pesar de todos los esfuerzos e intentos, les terminaron informando que ya no había nada más que se pudiera hacer por ella.

Al recibir la noticia lo único que Naomi hizo fue asentir, agachar la cabeza y pedir que se fueran a casa. Ella salió del consultorio junto con Kirishima mientras Yokozawa se quedó recibiendo recomendaciones por parte del médico.

Aquella noche la cena transcurrió en completo silencio, y aunque Naomi se disculpó de la mesa sin terminar lo que le habían servido, nadie intentó detenerla. Entendían que necesitaba tiempo, todos necesitaban asimilarlo, y no querían abrumarla aún más con lo que ellos estaban sintiendo.

Al entrar a la habitación de su hija, la encontró llorando y en cuanto lo vio, le extendió los brazos. Sin dudarlo él llegó hasta la cama, se sentó y la abrazó, dejándola llorar. Ninguno habló. Naomi lloró hasta quedase dormida y durante ese tiempo su papá le estuvo acariciando la espalda y la besó en la cabeza. Ese día llevaba un gorro de Hello Kitty que Daisuke le había regalado.

Aquel suceso le recordó a sus primeros días juntos, cuando Naomi lloraba de repente o a causa de pesadillas tras la muerte de su mamá. Pero si en aquel entonces no la soltó, menos lo haría en aquella ocasión.

Naomi se fue debilitando más rápido de lo que esperaban, y sabían que no era porque ella se hubiera rendido, era la maldita enfermedad diciéndoles que ella ganaría. Ahora lo único que les quedaba era estar con su hija, su hermana, su nieta, su amiga. Asegurarse de que se sintiera cómoda, darle una malteada de fresa en lugar de alimentos sólidos, abrigarla cuando les decía que tenía frío, humedecer sus labios con cubitos de hielo y sostener su mano el día que dijo estar viendo a su mamá a un lado de la cama.

Aunque Naomi dormía la mayor parte del tiempo, en aquel hogar siempre había alguien despierto revisando la medicación para el dolor o poniéndola de costado o con almohadas para que pudiera respirar mejor.

Sexto sentido, instinto de padre o lo que fuera, Yokozawa supo cuando llegó el momento de despedirse de su hija. Tras decírselo a su familia, incluyendo a Daisuke, y una vez que ellos la vieron, él subió a la cama y con mucho cuidado la sostuvo entre sus brazos.

Le susurró lo mucho que la amaba, algunos de los momentos más felices que tuvieron como familia, también que no se preocupara por ellos y que todos sabían lo mucho que ella los amaba de igual manera.

Su respiración dejó de ser ruidosa y se volvió muy lenta, al grado en que había largas pausas entre cada inhalación y exhalación.

Takafumi no la soltó en ningún momento y pasadas las once de la noche, Naomi se estremeció un poco y enseguida la sintió relajarse por completo entre sus brazos. Él permaneció inmóvil, deseando que en cualquier momento se volviera a escuchar su respiración, pero terminó por aceptar que su pequeña ya no estaba sufriendo.

La besó una vez más en la cabeza antes de comenzar a moverse, y siendo sumamente cuidadoso, la recostó sobre la cama. A pesar de las ojeras, de que estaba más delgada, a pesar de todos los cambios que había tenido, Yokozawa nunca había dejado de ver su niña, a su princesita.

Salió de la habitación y se dirigió a informar lo sucedido a los demás. A partir de eso por momentos sentía como si estuviera dentro de una burbuja, aislado y sin escuchar lo que sucedía a su alrededor, pero todo regresaba de golpe y se veía obligado a aceptar la realidad, a continuar su vida sin Naomi.

Muchas gracias por haber estado en nuestras vidas.

Te amo mucho, princesita.

Descansa, mi amor.

Finalmente concluyó el funeral, Naomi ya descansaba junto a su mamá y a ellos sólo les quedaba recordarla sonriendo y lo felices que habían sido con Naomi en sus vidas.

Al llegar al departamento, lo primero que Yokozawa hizo fue ir a la habitación de su hija y tomar el osito de peluche que ella tuvo desde bebé, el mismo osito que diez años atrás ella le había dado para que lo cuidara de aquellos hombres malos, así como a ella la cuidaba de los monstruos bajo la cama. Antes de morir le pidió que él lo conservara, posiblemente sabiendo que en algún momento necesitaría abrazarlo.

Ahora parecía que diez años habían transcurrido en un abrir y cerrar de ojos, pero la cantidad de alegrías que Naomi les dio no se podían contar y nada ni nadie podría hacer que la olvidaran.

Durante mucho tiempo Yokozawa se preguntó si había hecho lo correcto con ella, aceptar ser su padre y darle aquella familia, con altas y bajas, pero si en ese momento le preguntaran si lo volvería a hacer aún sabiendo todo lo que sucedería, de inmediato diría que sí.

Naomi les enseñó muchas cosas, no sólo a él. Tal vez llegó a sus vidas de manera inesperada y de igual manera se había ido, de una manera que nadie se imaginó, pero ella, su recuerdo, quedaría para siempre en cada uno de aquellos que la conocieron y que la amaron tanto en vida.

[thedeliverygod]

Repostober: Day 25

A fic where Yato feels the need to apologize/make up for the wrongs of his father, so he specifically asks Hiyori to vent anything she had left unresolved in regards to him.

Mortal Sins

“You’re kind of worrying me, acting so serious.” Hiyori let out a nervous laugh as Yato sat across from her in her room, his legs folded underneath him and giving her a very intent stare.

“Well, it is a serious topic.” He answered back, his voice quiet.

She settled into a sitting position as well, trying to ignore the unsettled feeling in her stomach as she replied, “Okay. I’m listening.”

“I want to make up for everything my dad did. And I know that’s… impossible, to say the least. But I at least want to give you the opportunity to let your feelings out, whatever they may be. Hiiro’s gotten the chance to change and work towards becoming a better person but, Dad…” He looked off to the side, “We all know there was never really going to be any sort of apologies or effort to make amends, even if given the chance. And he’s gone now, so… That’s why I’m trying to make up for it. Since I’m not completely impartial to everything he did, either. I did the same for Yukine.”

Hiyori bit her lip, “And what did he do?”

“Whacked me on the back of the head and told me I was stupid.” Yato answered with a small grin.

She tried to smile, but it didn’t reach her eyes as she hummed in acknowledgement, “Hmm.”

He scooted forward slightly, “So do your worst. Yell, scream, cry. Jungle savate me. If you have any unresolved feelings, take them out on me. I want to do what I can.”

As Hiyori started to move forward, he seemed to tense and her heart sank even more. “Unresolved feelings?” She repeated, just above a whisper.

“Yeah. Whatever you need to do.” He nodded eagerly.

She crawled on her knees and stopped just in front of him, gently grabbing on to his shoulder with one hand and cradling his face with the other.

He gave her a confused look, but remained still until she pressed her lips against his. “Hiyo..ri? Were you in love with the Fujisaki kid before you found out who he was?”

Her shoulders falling and her expression turning into a deadpan, she scooted backwards, “Yukine is right, you are stupid.”

“Huh?” He continued to stare at her, wide eyed.

“The kiss was for you.” She held on tighter to his shoulder, “What your father did is his fault alone, not yours. I’m not blaming you for any of it. They’re not your sins to carry.” Tilting her head, she joked, “Besides, I thought gods couldn’t sin, anyway.”

Yato was breathless, staring at her in awe. Finally, he reached behind her and pulled her crushingly tight to his chest, answering, “You’re right.” Leaning backward, he asked, “But also, what do you mean for me?”

Her cheeks heating up, she asked, “Do I really have to spell it out for you?” Avoiding his eyes, she repeated again, “You mentioned if I had unresolved feelings, so…”

“Oh.” He answered automatically at first and then again, with understanding, “Oh.”

“So you get it now?” Her eyes flickered back to him sheepishly.

“Y-yeah.” He nodded, his cheeks turning red as well.

She started to lean in back towards him, “Good.”

“Wait, wait, wait.” He put his hand in between them frantically, his eyes peering into hers, “Are you sure this is okay?”

“You’re asking me? I really should be asking you.” Hiyori shrank away, “I mean, I already ki-kissed you just now—but if you don’t feel that way, that’s okay.”

Yato reached out to grasp her arm, pulling her back gently, “Hiyori.” She wouldn’t look up at him, too embarrassed, so he took hold of her hand instead.

His lips barely grazed her knuckle as he pulled her hand towards him, but it was enough to make her feel like every hair on her body was standing up straight. As he continued talking, she looked up shyly.

“I don’t really have the words to explain how I feel about you.” He gripped her hand tighter, “But I also don’t want to be selfish. I know being around me tends to cause a lot of hardships, despite my best efforts. I guess I just want to make sure that you’re really sure you want to cross this line. Because I’m not sure if we can really go back once we have.”

She could feel his hands growing clammy hand his voice shook as he finished. Wrapping her free hand around his arm and pulling their hands toward her, she answered without hesitation, “I’m sure.” She nuzzled her cheek against his hand.

He was quiet for a moment before she heard him answer, “Then I guess it’s my turn.”

“What?” She let go of his hand in surprise and quickly found that he was hovering over her, only mere inches apart. “Oh.”

Yato gave a small laugh and she felt him still smiling as his lips met hers, extremely soft.

She kissed him back, slowly and unsure in her motions but she figured she had found at least somewhat of a rhythm when he started to kiss her harder, more desperately. She grabbed his scarf and the fabric of his jersey underneath as she leaned in closer against him, her other hand reaching into his now tangled hair. His hands mostly stayed at her waist and back, holding her so tightly it was if he believed that she would disappear at any moment. In a moment of braveness and eagerness to prove she wasn’t going anywhere, she gently licked at his lower lip.

His eyes immediately flew open and he pulled away, taking a large breath before explaining, “Whoa, hey. That’s enough for now. I don’t think I can handle any more excitement for tonight.”

Hiyori giggled in response, joking, “What are you, like twelve?”

“You can’t even begin to understand the effect you have on me Iki Hiyori.” Yato winked before he untangled himself from her, standing up and offering his hand downward, “And where do you get off acting like you’re more experienced anyway?”

“I was just joking, obviously.” She continued to grin, rolling her eyes.

“Hmm.” He hummed and leaned forward towards her shoulder.

She raised an eyebrow as he moved closer to her ear, wondering why he wanted to whisper something when they were already alone. Just as she was about to ask what he was doing, she felt him suckling on the skin right beneath her ear and felt a jolt shoot through her body. She immediately jumped away, but not before making a noise that had him smirking and her turning dark red.

“There, we’re even.” He rubbed his hands together in success.

Hiyori growled in response, “Don’t you have a job to do or something?”

“Phone hasn’t rang.” He took it out of his pocket and swung it back and forth a few times. “But I’m sure Yukine can find something for me to do if I’ve overstayed my welcome.”

Letting out a breath of air, she shook her head, “You’re fine. You can stay for a bit if you want, but…” She sat on her bed before collapsing backwards, “I definitely need to recover from this whirlwind.”

Yato followed after her, kneeling over the edge of the bed and looking down at her with a soft smile, “I’ll go ahead and leave, then.” He bent down to kiss her forehead and as he lifted his head, her arms reached up to pull him to her lips.

“You can go now.” She smiled widely as he looked down at her in awe once again, “I swear I was just keeping it to one kiss this time.”

He took a moment to slide off her bed, reminding himself, “Work, yeah. Gotta go to work.”

“I’ll see you soon.” Hiyori flashed another quick smile and he nodded.

“Bye for now.”

As he vanished into a bright light, she wondered if he felt as much on cloud nine as she did. If his incoherent mumbling before he left was any sign, it seemed like his brain was complete mush too. “Sorry, Yukine-kun. He’s probably not gonna be much help today…” She gave an apologetic smile as she thought out loud, reaching out to hug her pillow to her chest.

[daidoruyume]

Chapter 11 We can always meet in our dreams… but I anxiously want more!

 I was there. In the same festival we once met. 

"You're here!" She was so happy to see me. I ran to her arms, and she hugged me. I guess I couldn't contain myself. I'm pretty sure tears were falling.

"If only these dreams were real…" I cried against her chest. "Then maybe you would know how tight I want you to hold me." It was a rather quiet dream, and we just stayed there, in each other's embrace. I was wrapped in her arms and she was wrapped in mine, and we both shed tears of love and some misery we felt. Wishing my words reached her somehow, I didn't let go until I woke up for that Tuesday.

☆☆☆

 I had left work early that day, since my last class was dismissed. I did my usual route, it was so quick and close, but suddenly, a black car stopped in front of me.

 It was pretty uncommon to have cars in that area, and I was a little scared. The window opened and I could see a woman that had… foreign… looks? She had blonde hair and tattoos all over her, and a huge pair of sunglasses.

 "Is that her?" She asked someone who was on her side. That woman… I knew her! The staff from that day. 

"Y-yes!" She replied quite shyly. Really, that woman looked like an 80's high school delinquent! She was scary.

"You." She pointed (without hesitating) at me. "Get in the car!"

 That scared me for life, so I started running. Now, I wasn't a runner. Really. My body wasn't made for that. I was a little overweight, so it definitely felt hard. She was… following me? What the hell?! Also, the streets looked EMPTY. No one could save me. Suddenly, I felt her hands grab my arm. 

"Please let go of me!" I cried. Was I too lucky and now I was going to die?

"Stop that! I want to talk to you!"

"I-I'm not the one you're looking for! I swear, I didn't do anything wrong."

"Shut up! Listen!" I turned around to see her face, and she took off her sunglasses. "I'm Hiyo." I looked at her a little troubled. "I'm Miyuu's mom." She pulled me by my wrist to the car, opened the door and made me enter it. 

 It took me a while to realize what was happening, but soon she was driving, taking me to an unknown location.

☆☆☆

 "Mom, for the love of God, you didn't have to kidnap her!" That was Miyuu's voice, I was certain. Well… it did indeed feel like I was kidnapped.

 From the car, I was brought inside a house and asked to wait in a room. They gave me a glass of water and even offered me tea, but I just politely declined. I overheard their conversation and soon, two slight knocks on the door. It opened and then closed. I saw Miyuu in front of me once again.

 "Hi… first of all, I'm sorry for scaring you. My mom isn't the best at doing things in a human way."

"T-that's okay."

"So, you listened to the song?"

"Y-yes!" Whenever I was with her, I felt like a little girl who could barely use words. 

"And did that make you remember anything?" She didn't wait for my answer. "If that didn't make you remember it, then this will." She handed me a picture. It was the picture we took that day… I've been wanting to see this picture for years!

 Miyuu was assertive, but still had some shyness to her.

"Again, I'm really sorry for the way I decided to deal with things, but… I've been searching for you for a long time. I… I didn't even know your name before… it hurt so much." I looked at her while she said all of those things. "I've read your countless posts and letters, I've listened to you confess me your love in all of those times we met, but you don't know how much I love you." I was speechless. "N-not only that, but, please… remember me, and love me! Not just my idol self, but all of me." She begged me with shiny eyes.

 I always thought that "being loved" wouldn't happen easily for me. First of all, I wasn't like most girls. I looked different, being  overweight. Second of all, I liked girls. It wouldn't be easy to be in a relationship, but there are so many obstacles. And now… my favorite idol, who turns out to be the girl I once met and was certainly my first love, is confessing her love to me…? WHAT IS HAPPENING???

 I couldn't believe my eyes and my ears, to be honest. I had so many vivid dreams, couldn't this also be one? I pondered for a few seconds, and realized it was true. Miyuu wanted an answer, right? I took a deep breath and looked into her eyes. Once again, I look deeply into her eyes.

  "All I know is that I love you. And I want nothing but your happiness. I can't think of a world where I don't exist solely to love you with all my heart and soul. I think of you so much that I dream of you everyday… so even when I'm not awake, you're in my mind." I could have done better, but that's what I managed to say. I was waiting for anything, but the words she had told me.

"So, will you go out with me?" I felt like I had reached Nirvana or some other thing like that. I didn't know why the hell Miyuu was choosing me, but I obviously said a Ioud and clear "Yes". 

 Miyuu had taken me by surprise, but I would never deny that. Like… it would be so stupid to do that. There was a catch, though. 

 Rule number 1: It is prohibited to tell anyone we are dating. 

 Rule number 2: No outdoor dates.

 Rule number 3: Dating can't obfuscate her career. 

"Are you okay with that?" She looked like a puppy. A very small one.

"It's tough… But I'd do anything for you, Miyuu." 

"I'm glad, then." So, with that, we were officially dating. Miyuu and I! I really wanted to tell Kaho, but I promised I wouldn't. God…

"We can't really go out on a date, but we can hang out here. And I have your phone number, so I'll message you everyday. I don't have to tell you to not disclose my personal information, number and messages, right?” 

"O-of course. Wait, how do you have my number?"

"You wrote it in a letter you sent."

"God, now that is embarrassing." Miyuu laughed kindly. 

"Also, as promised… Here is your copy of our photo." She handed me the small item. 

"Thank you. I will cherish it."

 We talked about our lives. All that has happened since the first time we met. We asked and answered questions. We spent hours talking, and then Miyuu was called. She had to leave. It saddened me, but she promised me we would meet the next day, and that she would introduce me to the girls. Before I left, though, she asked if she could kiss me. How could I ever say no to that?

 Miyuu came closer, and wrapped her arms around my waist. I raised my hands, and wrapped them around her neck. I was tip-toeing since she was considerably taller, but it all felt so magical. Pure, pure happiness was what I felt when her lips touched mine. We said "goodbye", and soon, I was home once again. With the feeling I had completely won in life.

 I had eaten and showered, kinda forgotten about life, when I received a message.

did you arrive home safely? ☺️

I miss you already

my dear Yuu-chan 

 Oh. That was right… My favorite idol, who appeared in my dreams nonstop, was now my girlfriend! 

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🌸 #SARN07 + #BAMBI

Solía creer tiempo atrás, que cuando los árboles de cerezo estaban a punto te florecer, era momento de pedir algunos deseos y que al caer estos, podrían significar que se habían cumplido.

Ahora puedo darme cuenta de cuánto las cosas van cambiando, esta dulce creencia provino de mi amada abuela, era muy querida entre nuestro barrio, todavía puedo escuchar a las vecinas que le llamaban atreves de sus ventanas cuando sacudían sus futones.

Kotori-bachan era una gran mujer, muy estricta pero esto nunca le restó el amor tan grande que sentía por su familia, en especial por mí puesto que siempre fui la única que se mantuvo acompañada de su presencia.

Unidas éramos, ella me creció técnicamente, no es porque no tuviera padres pero, mamá estaba ausente en ausencia de papá y bueno, esa ya es una vieja historia que con el tiempo pude superar.

Recuerdo cuando, cada quincena, en las tardes , nos reuníamos a la mesa a preparar algún pan o pastelillos, ahora que me detengo a pensar, de esas veces cuando creces, que tu toque no es ni parecido al de las abuelas o madre, qué gracioso.

Amaba cada tarde de cada quince del mes, además, es cuando mi madre llegaba temprano y nos reuníamos a hornear y platicar ¿lo extraño? claro que lo extraño, siempre pido en cada sakura que veo florecer, un deseo de que en dónde quiera que ella esté, se encuentre feliz.

Finalmente cuando nuestras obras maestras tenían su último toque y podrías decir que estaba listo, llegaba la mejor parte; comer juntas.

Una buena taza de té de cerezos, té de luna y té negro, yacían humeantes junto a la porción que nos destinábamos del rico postre que elaboráramos y por supuesto, siempre agradecíamos a todos los dioses por los alimentos del día.

Bocados lentos, para que te durara tu parte, rara vez me dejaban repetir porque "mucho dulce es malo para los niños" y cuando podía, me servían una rebanada grande ¡Qué felicidad!

Únicos momentos, de los que ahora entiendes que no era el sabor lo que lo hacía dulce, sí no las personas con quienes compartes, justo como las reuniones para ver los cerezos, yo miraba una escena similar que me recordaba la belleza de este suceso, en casa, en mi centro familiar.

Koto-ba, Hiyo-mama, eran ese momento de mi vida en dónde podría notar que era más querida de lo normal, que aún en los peores momentos, había alguien cerca, aunque todo cambia con el tiempo y otros eventos modificaron mi existencia, mi vida y como tomó camino.

Igual algunos de esos cambios quizá fueron un error pero, me hacen feliz, no diré exactamente qué aunque, tener una pulga a mi pseudo cuidado fue una extraña bendición.

[femme-malewife]

Tbh I’m pretty disappointed that Nagisa was in development in 2020- before Hiyori’s novels came out

like if he was planned for that long, then they really should have tried to release him before the novels came out. They should have introduced him way before all of this.

Because even though it makes sense to them and to Nagisa stans who are happy with all of the content, it ultimately hurts the fandom in the long run, by giving the red herring that Hiyori and Yujiro were going to be a thing. This happened even with Aizou. They rushed ahead and made an MV and gave fans the wrong impression.

When Koiiro ni Sake was released, because it ended with Yujiro and Hiyori, people thought that they were going to be the next couple, but in truth? Aizou was still in development. And now look, we have an overwhelming amount of novels, songs, events, etc with Honeyworks shoving it in our faces that Yujiro and Aizou are “the most important people who understand each other the most”, while now pushing for Nagisa and Hiyori to be endgame.

I love aiyuu and I love nagihiyo both dearly, but I really think they need to establish their characters before shoving new things out, otherwise, it just gets fans hopes up and fans angry when those hopes are dashed. It feels unfair to them.

While there will always be fans who end up shipping non-canon things, I think there would still be less hurt and less anger if they established Nagisa earlier.

[deus-ex-mona]

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( “ HIBIYA VS. TURTLE GOOD GAME ” )

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[oikadori]

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LEAVING THEIR CAMERA ON WHILE BEING SOFT WITH THEIR S/O PART III

⇢ includes: oikawa, atsumu, bokuto| PART I | PART II

⇢ genre// cw: fluff , f!reader // suggestive, atsumu is more teasing than soft sksksksk

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“You look so pretty like that.”

Oikawa’s voice comes from the corridor that leads to your room. He is carrying his sport bag as he shoots a cheeky smile in your direction.

“You mean, when I’m clueless about what is the lecture about?” you scoff after you had deactivated your mic and camera. Rising an eyebrow and pointing at your laptop’s screen where is your teacher talking, you lock eyes with the setter.

“Yeah, exactly when you are completely clueless―”, he chuckles, dropping his bag on the floor with a soft thud before walking towards you, “―it makes me feel smart”

You roll your eyes before he wraps his arms around your shoulders, nuzzling his nose against your cheek and leaving a trail of kisses over your skin, his fluffy hair tickling your neck, drawing giggles out of you.

“I’m still in class, Tooru” you say in between giggles as he covers your face in sloppy kisses.

“But I’ve missed you!”

“We saw each other an hour ago!”

“And your point is?”, he quirks an eyebrow before burying his face in your neck, making you chuckle even harder than before.

“You are an adorable couple, but class is not over yet!”

Your boyfriend freezes, chocolate orbits opening wide, mouth still latched at your skin as he lifts his gaze to face your teacher.

“Shit”, you choke out before desperately searching for the buttons that truly deactivated your mic and camera. Oikawa’s cheeks are a light pink as he lets out a nervous chuckle, straightening up before rubbing his nape.

“Sorry!”

“Oikawa-san~”, A bunch of female voices come out of the speakers and you automatically roll your eyes.

Regaining his confident self, he shows them his charm, smiling as he makes his trademark peace sign, causing the girls to sigh dreamily. But before they can admire your boyfriend any longer, you finally press the right button.

Oikawa immediately pouts, making you frown as he clings again onto your neck, whining.

“What?!”

“You could have showed me off a little more!”

“Doll I need ya!”

Atsumu whines, sitting in front of his desk, dropping his head back on the chair as he looks at your figure across the room.            

“I’m busy” you say not even sparing him a glance, putting a frown on his dark brows. You keep reading your book on his bed as the setter squints his eyes at you, “You are in class anyways.”

“But I have my camera off, we aren’t doing much!”, you lift your gaze, finding his hazel orbits begging at you. You sigh, standing up and taking long steps in his direction.

“What do you want ‘Tsumu?”

“Make me company! Sit on my lap, doll”, he pats his thigh with a sneaky smirk that had you frowning.

You try to gaze at the laptop to make sure there are no unexpected viewers but Atsumu quickly grips your waist pulling you onto his lap, making you grunt.

“There we go, god, you are very prickly!”

“What did you say?” you shriek, pushing his arms away to stand up when a cute laugh slips past his mouth as he tightens the grip on your waist, leaning closer to your face.

“Sorry, sorry,but you look so cute when you are angry”, a teasing grin swirls on the corner of his lips as he erases the distance between you, eyes softening as you pout.

And before you can say something else, he captures your lips, silencing any of your further complains. Your hands travel to his neck, instinctively caressing the back of his head.

“Miya―”

“SO, THIS IS THE REASON WHY I CAN’T BE IN MY OWN ROOM?!”, Osamu interrupts the teacher, his brows bowing up in surprise across the screen as the kitchen counter acts as background. You tense up as Atsumu’s chuckles resonate against your lips.

“You wanted to get caught, don’t you?”

Atsumu’s eyes blink for a moment, staring at your warm face before cupping your chin as his free hand squeezes your hip.

“Not really, but it’s a bonus they got to see how lucky I am”

“Kou, I can feel you staring, you know?”

Bokuto jumps from the small gap he left while opening the door, attempting to sneak silently into your room. You press the keyboard mindlessly, too tired to make sure your camera is actually off as you turn to face Fukorodani’s captain.

“I wanted to surprise you!”, he confesses, thick eyebrows falling but just as quick his eyes shine as he moves his hands excitedly, “I found this cool movie and―

“Kou, I’m sorry but I have to finish this group project first” you point at your laptop where your classmates are yelling at each other before smiling faintly at him,

Bokuto’s face contorts as he sees the way you squeeze your nose bridge with closed  eyes. He moves behind you before leaning down to plant a soft kiss on top of your head,

“Babe, you need to rest too”

“But―”

His big hands travel to your shoulders, putting some pressure on your muscles, giving you a so needed massage that had you letting out quite sighs.

“Feels good?”, he coos, smiling as he hears your cute sounds with each movement of his thumbs over your skin. You lean your head to the side, so your cheek rubs the outside of his palm, making Bokuto blush as he laughs softly.

“Hey, Y/N, are you falling asleep?!!”

One guy says from the laptop, smirking teasingly at the ace, causing your eyes to flutter open and your cheeks to burn realizing you’ve been observed all this time.

“She was finally relaxing, dude!” Bokuto says, frowning, as the other one chuckles in the background. He stands by your side before spinning your chair, so you face him.

“Kou?”

Without a word, he carries you Koala style, completely ignoring your classmates complains from your laptop. His face turns to the side, kissing your cheek as his strong arms hold you tightly against his bulky body.

“Sorry gorgeous but you are taking a nap right now!”

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