#please tell me if i made a mistake or if this is incredibly dumb

[annievrse]

my love, mine all mine

satoru x reader —ᡣ𐭩 fic summary: just some moments between you and satoru <3 w/c: 1.6k c/w: literally every piece ends with 'i love you' which was unintentional, but we move - this is a fic about love anyway, so i guess i'll let it slide. enjoy!

12:26 pm

“Will you kiss me?” Satoru laughs, making grabby hands at you. “Please?”

“Will you kiss me back this time?” You counter, an eyebrow raised, stepping out of his reach. 

Satoru rolls his eyes, though the glint of mischief never leaves his bright eyes. “Of course.” 

“Fine,” You eye him wearily. But before you lean in, you put your finger up. “If you don’t, you’re sleeping on the couch because I just want to kiss my boyfriend, and you aren’t letting me!”

“I solemnly swear I will kiss you,” He laughs, large hands covering your cheeks. You stare up at him, eyes flickering to his tongue, which is currently darting out to wet his lips. "Promise."

“Satoru…” You whisper, hands grazing his abdomen under his black t-shirt. 

“I know, baby,” He mumbles, eyes on your mouth as he leans down to kiss your lips. 

But, he abruptly pulls away after kissing you for an incredibly short amount of time, a betrayed expression on his pretty face. “Hey!”

You squeeze your eyes shut, laughing uncontrollably while stepping out of his grip. 

When you open your eyes, Satoru stands with a pout, his arms crossed over his chest. 

“Aww, big baby,” You giggle, reaching to push the hair on his forehead back. 

“You didn’t kiss me back!” He sighs, his pout growing. 

“Let me guess,” You smile. “It’s only funny when you do it?” 

Satoru nods. “Obviously! Look at me! Do I look like I deserve no kisses?” 

You shake your head. “I hate you.” 

He opens his arms and brings you into his chest, kissing your forehead. “I love you, too.”

7:57 pm

"Hello, my other half," Satrou greets as he shuts the front door. “What are we making?” 

“We are making miso soup and chicken gyozas,” You smile before lifting the spoon that was stirring the soup out of the pot. “Here, try some.” 

Satoru bounces over, slipping his blindfold off his temples to hang around his neck. 

You lift the spoon and direct it toward his mouth, careful not to spill any. You hold your hand under his jaw as he drinks, his bright eyes following the spoon. 

And when he’s done, Satoru’s eyes flick to yours, and his jaw falls open. “Wow, just wow,” One of his arms is outstretched, the other behind his back. “You are incredible. Amazing soup. Wow, what would I even eat without you? God…”

Pleased with his response but suspicious, you narrow your eyes at him. “What did you do?” 

Satoru’s face scrunches up in immediate guilt, and he sighs loudly. “Why must you know me so well?” 

You don’t reply, folding your arms and staring at him until he answers. 

“Fine! I may have, well, did break my wrist today—”

“Satoru!” You exclaim, trying to look at the arm he keeps hidden behind his back. 

“I know! Honest mistake, though. Yuuji wanted me to show him the skateboarding tricks I had been bragging about—”

“You’ve never skateboarded.”

“I know! Funny, right?” Satoru rubs the back of his head with his uninjured hand. “Anyway, I hit the sickest kickflip and then, you know, fell really hard on my ass and broke my wrist... But, hey! At least it made my students laugh!”

Your stare is deadpan, but you’re worried about his wrist, so you step forward to see it. 

“Ouch! No touchy!” He grabs his wrist in his other hand, turning his body away from you.

“Satoru,” You say unamused. “Show me.” 

He pouts and sticks his arm out before him. “You should’ve seen it. Blood everywhere. I had to get like 93 stitches to sew me back up. A real disaster.” 

You roll your eyes and delicately hold his forearm in your hands, assessing the damage. 

"...You wanna tell me how dumb I am?"

"Later.”

Satoru sighs and watches you examine the cast on his wrist. He glances at the clock on the kitchen wall and then at the soup boiling on the stove.

“You’re an idiot,” You laugh, surprising Satoru, who raises his eyebrows at your change in reaction, forgetting about the dinner. 

He squints at you, gauging if your laughter is real before he throws blame around; otherwise, he would be cleaning the bathroom for his stupidity. “Blame Yuuji, he wanted to see my tricks.” 

“Don’t blame the kid, Satoru! You chose to get on the damn skateboard. This is entirely your fault,” You shake your head incredulously, a smile still on your cheeks. 

Satoru pouts again and wraps his arms around your head, resting his cheek on your hair. “Yes, nurse! You can bathe me! Thank you so much for asking!” He exclaims. 

You circle your arms around his waist, pulling him closer. “You’re so lucky I love you, Gojo.” 

2:58 am

The apartment is silent when Satoru returns home. It’s late.

The mission had been more draining than usual — some special grade had murdered some people in Yokohama. It was nothing new, but the reaction of the people he had saved had flipped a switch. Instead of being grateful, like most, they had been terrified of him, screaming and crying as he tried to console them, causing him to believe he was more a monster than a hero — he'd never experienced such a reaction that hurt him so deeply.

A small sniffle wakes you from slumber, though you try not to alert Satoru of your awareness.

“I know you’re awake,” His voice comes out raspy and soft, making you sit up. Satoru stands awkwardly in the doorway of the ensuite, wringing out his hands. 

“‘Toru, what are you doing? Come to bed,” You mumble, eyes adjusting to the bedroom's darkness. You follow the hem of the duvet to Satoru’s side and pull up the covers to invite him in. 

“I–I’ll sleep on the couch. I didn’t want to wake you.” 

You furrow your brows at the sound of his dejected tone and fold over the blanket to get out of bed. “You’re being ridiculous.” 

“No!” He exclaims, hands out before him to stop you from coming any closer. Your heart stops at the sight, and tears fill your eyes. 

“Satoru? What’s going on?” You make your way toward him slowly.

He lets out a choked sigh and sniffles. “Don’t come near me, I’m dangerous, okay?” 

“Baby,” You state, suddenly becoming wary of him. “What happened?”

Satoru can’t let you near him for fear he would hurt you, just like the people he saved were screaming. So, he steps back quickly into the bathroom and shuts the door, leaving you outside confused. 

Before knocking on the ensuite door, you blink a few times to ensure this is real. “Satoru?” 

“Please, don’t be afraid of me…” 

His cries and broken speech cause tears to spring to your eyes. You rest your forehead on the cold wood and sigh shakily. 

"I can’t help if you don’t tell me what’s wrong," You say, blinking back tears.

“No, you don’t understand. I’m dangerous,” He whimpers, hiccuping afterwards. 

“You keep saying that…” You wipe your eyes with your hands and push the handle down — relieved to find it unlocked.

Curled up against the bathtub is Satoru, head between his knees. “Please leave…” 

You shake your head, even though he can’t see you, and sit beside him, matching his posture. “I’m not leaving.” 

Satoru lifts his head and faces you; his cheeks are flushed, but his blindfold still covers his eyes, and you tilt your head to better look at him — you see no blood or injuries. 

“You’re gonna have to tell me what’s wrong, okay? I don’t know what’s happening, and I’m scared, ‘Toru.” 

'I’m scared' are the only words he picks from your sentence, and Satoru’s heart drops. His ears are ringing, and he can feel bile rising in his throat and the thought of being the reason you’re scared is enough to make him physically ill. 

Like a warning, he mutters your name deeply and refuses to look at you. “I’m scaring you, huh?”

Your face contorts into a bewildered expression, and you shake your head. "You're not something I'm afraid of, Satoru; you're something I worship," You whisper. “I could never be scared of you. You’re, like, the least scary person ever.” 

This gets a laugh out of him, though it's restrained. “Many think the opposite.” 

“This is about the mission,” You conclude, nodding when you finally understand. He doesn’t reply, and you continue. “What? Did they say you’re terrifying because you saved their lives? Because you put your life on the line, a life I care more about than my own, to save their lives?” You scoff, threading your arm through his and holding onto his elbow. “Fuck, ‘Toru. I wanna kill them for making you feel like this.” 

And finally, he laughs properly. Satoru’s body shakes as he does so, and the sound is one you want to bottle up and keep for eternity. 

“You crack me up, darling,” He smiles when he looks at you. “I don’t doubt you for a second.” 

“Good,” You mumble, using your other hand to push his head down onto your shoulder. Kissing the top of his head, you wrap your arms around his broad shoulders and bring his head to rest on your chest. “Because I would fight for you in a heartbeat, even though you can do it yourself anyway.”

“Thank you,” Satoru whispers, circling his arms around your torso. “You know I love you, right?” 

You sigh, hugging him tighter. “Yeah, I love you infinitely more anyway, so…” 

“Shut up.”

[cloudninetonine]

*walks on in while looking dead inside, offers you cup of tea, finger salutes, leaves without elaborating and trips on the way out* Hey there, may existence be treating you well this fine- *looks outside my window* Rainy day, also my dog says hi, she's trying to pull a Wolfie and hold my lap hostage as he likely does with Player. And if it's not may tomorrow and day's ahead be better.

Sir Raven is indeed very handsome and I adore him with all my heart, we need to talk about him more in the LU Fandom, for some reason I feel like he'd get along really well with First, and that he'd probably be incredibly amused by Player (also probably smack Legend over the head, look he's a double agent, he probably knows that the best way to deal with someone suspicious is to not tell them you think they're suspicious to their face, he probably would understand his point of view better than anyone, but I can also see him sighing and shaking his head, looking at Time like "Ancestor, have I made a mistake in teaching that boy? Or have the lessons just not sunk in yet?")

Also I'd die for Famine, he's a good sir, Player is lucky even if they're separated from the original lads at least they ended up gaining several big siblings/parental figures with their found family luck and a good boy in Pastuzo, good on them. Please let Famine know I'd pat his head, give him a hug and throw hands with anyone who was ever cruel to him.

Another Link variant people seem to forget is the hero before Four, you know, the original Hero of The Minish handed the Picori Blade we see in the opening of Minish Cap, who came after Sky and, you know, most likely had a hand in sealing the Twili away when a certain group of them (because I refuse to think it was the whole race, at least one Twili Ruler was going to have words about that) tried to steal the Triforce? I think we gloss over him too much too, him, Seraph/Fia and First (plus the Link before Hyrule because it's implied there was a hero before him and that he died, as Hyrule has two Zelda's there was likely at least one other Link around) should form a support group labelled "Link's whom Nintendo mentioned precisely Once(1) and then decided not to elaborate on."

Well like ancestor like descendant and for each boom a drawback must be issued as well to keep the balance, Wild gained Seraph/Fia's ridiculous durability and strength and feral abilities when in a corner (remember, this man can stop full grown Lynels in their tracks with a shield, Twilight just what have you been eating your descendantz they are too strong- actually, no, dumb question, it's not just Twi's fault my bad arguably favorite Link forgive me king, it's also Time's, it's all the Lon Lon Milk he has access too, for each one he drinks he makes his descendants exponentially stronger, should have know it was you bestie), but in compensantion not even divine weapons can withstand them, he'd be too powerful otherwise.

Seeing you mention Kelpies makes me cackle, because Cú Chulainns two murder horses (with a canonical body count! 50 Celtic warrior men with the teeth and 30 for each of the hooves, adding that to my Seraph/Fia's headcanon repertoire), at least one of those was a variation of Epona, the one with Player is a different one, anyway, they came out of a lake in myth, so I think it's hilarious if the way Player met them was it they were lost from the Chain, fell into a deep lake (maybe Lake Floria?) and then suddenly they're being taken out by it on the murder horse's back at a whistle from Seraph/Fia, that or they straight up get dragged out of it, notice the sharp teeth and panic thinking it's going to eat them, while the ghost himself is just cackling in the background when it just licks their face and promptly adopts them as a new favorite human and doesn't hear otherwise from anyone as over time they finally become besties and becomes besties with wolf buddy once Seraph/Fia gives them to Player, the Chain tries to lose it along the way but it just tracks them like a hunting dog, stalking them like one of those horror movie serial killers because as a Fae Horse of course it wouldn't be normal about wanting to follow their new person home. Someone tries to shoot an arrow at it and it just snaps it with their teeth midair, no magic item scares it away because they've seen worse, the potential shenanigans until they finally become a party member are immense. Also, it has solidarity with Hyrule, put an iron item near them or anything with too much salt and they'll just hiss/growl in unison (a sound a horse shouldn't make mind you, backing away or trying to stomp at it in equal measure, until either Player goes to help or someone takes pity on them, also, murder horse buddy probably keeps Hyrule from eating anything that has too much salt or any plant that hurts faeries by tugging him away from it by the tunic, just because they don't want him to get poisoned by accident. Eventually everyone starts catching on the pattern. On the other side of the spectrum, Wolfie and wolf buddy wrestle to decide who will sleep near Player if they're cold, and they sabotage one another when it comes to getting pets, rubs and loves.

Something something, everything is pretty much the same but Player is a Manakete, Manakete's are essentially dragon shapeshifters from Fire Emblem, they started out as a dragon race, but as more and more of them went insane they started sealing those forms into magical gemstones called dragonstones to better keep their minds at the cost of being weaker in human form, there's several different types of Manaketes though the energy in the stones is primarily divine and they also have pointy ears so I doubt anyone would clock them as non Hylian immediately (although since we are going more modern here, it's possible that trait eventually faded away) Player has one of those around their neck and Player and Twilight instantly clock one another as shapeshifters, just with different energy sources and are absolutely fascinated with the other due to that, maybe Eve too since he's his Ganon counterpart and we see him going from boar to man and back in TP, Time and Tides probably catches on really quickly too once he sees them bonding away from the Chain or maybe walks in on Player trying to teach Twilight how to partially transform like how they can or Nature straight up on their head, would be an interesting scene to see how each of the Chain or Singularity reacts depending on their experiences (Twi because he's a shapeshifter, Time depending on his relationship with Volvagia, Warriors and Hyrule with their shared dragon trauma, Wild and Sky with knowing dragons as divine beings etc). And you know that one scene from HTTYD1? The one where someone screams "NIGHTFURY!" "GET DOWN!", That but it's Player swooping off a cliff in dragon form, soaring over the Chain or the Singularity (aka Ganons) and either clocking a Hinox or Lynel with a breath full of fire (divine fire or another element, water dragons are a thing), or blocking a Guardian beam with their body and either tanking it until they're forced to return to human form as dragonstones have temporary uses or just straight up going down and back into human form or half form which outs them to everyone if it's too much for them to tank.

Or, on the more sleep deprived end of the spectrum, Player as the vessel of any of the Fire Emblem Divine Dragons like Sothis, Naga or Grima as it happens in the game and basically has the same thing going as Time and the FD, Sothis can probably be an alternative world equivalent to Hylia since she straight up controls time and is a menace (never let her and Wind alone), and Grima is straight up basically an equivalent to Demise but if he was more successful. Spoilers ahead.

Sadly we don't have a canon dragon form for Sothis, but I imagine she'd look like the Immaculate One, which is related to her:

If it's Naga then they're probably similar to Tiki, also related to them:

Or if it's Grima, which I think a picture straight up says for themselves what kind of being they're containing/can probably turn into if pushed:

Anyway, hope you're doing well today and if not, may good days come, that's all for now since I'm tired, going to procrastinate on napping again.

-Signed, A Very Awkward Summertime Musician.

Sir Raven is a tall glass of water and I need a drink LBFEWOIUFEFIEWEFW

Glad to know that you guys like Famine so much! Just know that Famine would love you all too!

Also when it comes to the hero before Four- no lie I thought that was Four, because in all honesty, Jojo's Four timeline is very confusing to me and I have yet to be informed of what it works exactly.

Kelpies my love <3 (They're absolutely terrifying) but better expect Player would scream their head off first experiencing Seraph's/Fia's horse, probably would run until their legs gave out and only then would they find out it wouldn't hurt them

Also, I have no idea about Fire Emblem lore but these things honestly sound hella cool!

[saetoru]

hi! im so incredibly sorry to bother you but i think you may have blocked one of my other blogs and i was wondering if i could ask why?

please don’t feel pressured to answer whatsoever and definitely feel free to ignore this, i really don’t want to trouble you in any way. i just wanted to know if i did anything wrong or something to offend you?

i really try my hardest to stay neutral and friendly as well as respecting and following everyone else’s blog rules so i’d really appreciate any feedback or insight if you’re happy to give it. whatever i did, once again, im so incredibly sorry to bother you, i don’t mean any harm at all, ever. if i did something to offend you, it was never intentional, all i really try to do on tumblr is rb pictures of cats most of the time anyways.

please don’t take this the wrong way, it just makes me super anxious that i might’ve done something to someone that may have hurt them or made them uncomfortable. i really loved your writing and your blog and i can’t apologise enough if i messed up or anything. of course, i totally understand that sometimes people just choose to block people for their own reasons and i respect that no matter what. i’m incredibly sorry if i encroached on your boundaries in any way, i just really held your writing close to my heart and it saddens me that i can’t view it anymore. but that isn’t your fault whatsoever. i respect you so much as a writer and a person and i just wanted to say that i’m really sorry if i did anything. i’m sorry tee.

okay bestie i can’t rly tell unless u share ur url tho 😭 but honestly sometimes ppl leave comments or tags that make me feel weird / annoy me — i’m human and sometimes i block over petty reasons (i’m working on it fjsjfj) but overall i like to think i block with decent cause so unless ur ageless, you’ve probably said something to slightly (or perhaps highly) irritate me or you may have spam liked ?? idrk unless i see ur url tbh. i mean if u send me ur url i won’t post it and if i can’t recall why ur blocked i might as well unblock (as long as ur age is present)

anyway if i block u i’m not saying everyone should come swarm me with “can i ask why” bc that would be annoying but sometimes writers are human and sometimes we block for dumb reasons and if you think perhaps you haven’t rly done anything worth blocking besides maybe me taking out a bad mood on a slightly accidentally annoying thing u did, i might just unblock if ur url doesn’t ring a bell in my mind for something memorably obnoxious. especially if u think it’s bc u didn’t have an age in ur bio before—some of u don’t know to do that till after and i get that !!—im happy to unblock if you’ve since then added an age. but again this isn’t an open invitation for all blocked blogs (id assume ur lurking if ur blocked and reading this LMAO) to come ask me why or for an unblock but sometimes if u rly believe you’ve been blocked by mistake or for a petty reason i’m willing to check is all i’ll say

anyway yeah if u see this send ur url—be mindful of any comments or tags u leave, sometimes u might be unintentionally a bit rude and that could be a big reason why !! also don’t spam like i rly rly hate that

edit: i appreciate the kind comments about my writing NFJSJF i thought i’d add that in bc ofc sharing writing is the main reason im here and hearing u enjoy it and such is nice to know. thank u for reading and thinking highly of it that’s rly sweet <3

[coolstorysister]

Lyric starters 2

You'll see my face in every place, but you can't catch me now.

I'm here.

You can't catch me now.

Bet you thought I'd never do it.

It's time to go see what unfolds.

What's hiding in the dark?

Why do I feel so small?

I could walk those halls with my eyes closed.

I felt that it was time for me to go.

A part of me will always bleed.

I am not yet sure what I am looking for.

Just cause it's hard to go does not mean I should stay.

I'm on my way.

We're all bored.

We're all so tired of everything.

We're so young, but we're on the road to ruin.

We play dumb, but we know exactly what we're doing.

I could build a castle out of all the bricks they threw at me.

Every day is like a battle.

We're all here.

It's all in the timing.

I'm about to play my ace.

The rumors are terrible and cruel, but honey, most of them are true.

Please, take my hand.

Time moved too fast.

Look up.

You can hear it in the silence.

You are in love.

You're my best friend.

And so it goes.

He keeps a picture of you in his office downtown.

I've spent my whole life trying to put it into words.

It was months and months of back and forth.

I think I am finally clean.

There was nothing left to do.

I screamed so loud but no one heard a thing.

Just because you're clean don't mean you don't miss it.

I won't give in.

I can hear them whisper as we pass by.

It's a bad sign.

They are the hunters, we are the foxes.

I know places we won't be found.

I know places we can hide.

I know places.

Let them say what they want. We won't hear it.

You know for me, it's always you.

Are you insane?

That's how it works.

That's how you get the girl.

I want you for worse or for better.

I would wait forever and ever.

I don't want you to go.

Let's get out of this town.

Heaven can't help me now.

Nothing lasts forever.

This is gonna take me down.

I can see the end as it begins.

Say you'll remember me.

Say you'll see me again.

No one has to know what we do.

This is getting good now.

Someday, when you leave me, I bet these memories follow you around.

Now we got bad blood.

Take a look what you've done.

Now we got problems.

You made a really deep cut.

Did you have to do this?

I was thinking that you could be trusted.

Did you have to hit me where I'm weak?

It's so sad to think about the good times.

Did you think we'd be fine?

Don't think it's in the past.

These kinds of wounds, they last and they last.

Did you think it all through?

All these things will catch up to you.

Band-aids don't fix bullet holes.

That's what people say.

It's gonna be alright.

The haters gonna hate.

Shake it off.

I never miss a beat.

I make the moves up as I go.

People like you always want back the love they gave away.

People like me wanna believe you when you say you've changed.

The more I think about it now, the less I know.

All you had to do was stay.

I don't know what to say.

I've been picking up the pieces of the mess you made.

People like me are gone forever when you say goodbye.

Let me remind you, this was what you wanted.

You were all I wanted.

Looking at it now, it all seems so simple.

I remember.

Are we in the clear yet?

Like we stood a chance.

I'm setting you free.

It's been a while since I have even heard from you.

We never go out of style.

What you heard is true.

I've been there too a few times.

Take me home.

Nice to meet you.

I could show you incredible things.

You look like my next mistake.

I can read you like a magazine.

I know you heard about me.

Let's be friends.

I'm dying to see how this one ends.

It's gonna be forever or it's gonna go down in flames.

They'll tell you I'm insane.

We're young and we're reckless.

The worst is yet to come.

I can make all the tables turn.

Who is she?

Don't say I didn't warn ya.

Everybody here wanted something more.

Welcome to New York.

Everybody here was someone else before.

You can want who you want.

Like any great love, it keeps you guessing.

You know you wouldn't change anything.

Come here.

Was it over then?

Is it over now?

Did you think I didn't see you?

All was quickly forgiven.

It was almost obnoxious.

I didn't come here to make friends.

I broke my own heart cause you were too polite to do it.

My whole life's ruined.

I heard from everybody.

Don't even get me started.

Did you get anxious?

I guess I'll never, ever know.

From the outside, it looks like you're trying lives on.

I miss the old ways.

You didn't have to change.

I guess I don't have a say.

I called my mom, she said that it was for the best.

I cannot be your friend.

I pay the price of what I lost and what it cost.

Truth is, I can't pretend it's platonic.

I called my mom, she said to get it off my chest.

Guess maybe I am better off now that we don't talk.

I've known it from the very start.

Oh no.

I'm unarmed.

It won't stop.

Why'd you have to lead me on?

Why'd you have to twist the knife, walk away, and leave me bleeding?

Say, "don't go".

Don't go.

It's not fair.

I'm yours, but you're not mine.

Why'd you have to make me want you?

I said, "I love you", you say nothing back.

What if all I need is you?

I'll pay the price. You won't.

It's a big mistake.

It might blow up in your pretty face.

I'm not saying "do it anyway", but you're going to.

[humansun]

i am v v v v v privileged. and im processing that. AF

Written September 30th, 2022 at 10:54PM

OK. Unpopular but low-key popular opinion - don’t giant words make you feel like the person who’s using them is pretentious? I feel like it’s significantly worse when it’s coming out the mouth of a white man because I already have pre-made judgements there. LOL

I think my white people patience has gotten lower over the past couple events, but that’s okay, because I still have love for the nice ones, but I’m learning how to best protect myself against others and how to keep an eye out for when I am being treated unfairly.

Apart from those random tidbits, today was a jam-packed day. Yesterday night, I almost wrote, but decided to confide in a friend about what I was feeling. I definitely have fear in me about employers mistreating me, so I want to be conscious about this in the future. Toxicity shows up in insidious ways, so being on guard from time to time is reasonable.

I’ve been devoting a lot of time to work because I have a lot of heart, I’m realizing, and that’s good, but I don’t want to overdo it when I don’t have to. Working with the person I am working with now is the closest thing to a dream job. I want to keep doing film, Asian American stories, and I want to grow wiser every single day. There are so many people in the world - that’s what I was thinking about today!

Yesterday night I binge watched random Youtube videos about celebrities being silly and funny TikTok compilations just so I could feel something (lol) and it made me think really deeply about celebrities and people in general. This in combination with what happened with my supervisor calling me out on a mistake I made made me think so much about the Emmy’s or red carpet events or places and spaces where there is an honoring of the most talented and amazing people in entertainment.

To a certain extent, yes. I think that a lot of the people in these rooms are talented and are extremely deserving of their awards and recognition. But, I also think about how much some of them already were set with a certain amount of privilege to even get further in their path. Same goes for me. Being an American citizen has an incredible amount of global privilege whether traveling, living in a different country, or pursuing a career and becoming successful at it. And this is not to say that folks in other countries cannot pursue their own careers and make amazing lives for themselves, but sometimes their opportunities look different than folks who grew up in the U.S. for example. (I am also acknowledging how ethnocentric this whole entire realization could be, and I welcome all perspectives and folks who challenge my thoughts please!)

My privilege is just very salient right now. After watching all those random pop culture videos. Like some of the people in those rooms aren’t even that talented. This sounds so mean, but like! I feel like people in Vietnam or Ghana are so freaking talented and amazing, but they don’t get the platform that all of these dumbs Americans do. You get me. So like, all of these shitty Americans are living so lavishly and while being dumber and less informed about the world, while there are folks who are so bright and can fuck anyone over because they’re whip-smart.

I don’t know. Lots of thoughts. Tonight was super fun. I love love love having discussions about movies, art, writing, philosophy, politics, and society. I learned so much about indie filmmaking in the past two months and I feel like I was struck with a thunderbolt of luck to be able to work on a mainly Vietnamese-American female production. It was bound to happen. Biggest takeaways:

There is an endless amount of ways you can tell a story. You just have to do the best you can to do a story justice.

Once you make the movie - whether half or the whole thing - you will still feel like there are things that are undone and incomplete. 

Even when you finish the movie, you can still feel like: now what?

There is always ways to learn. I love that about Elizabeth. I want to always keep this same essence. Take all criticisms not personally but ways to improve in every way!

Favorite feedback from the night: Don’t let the story answer before the audience gets to ask the question. The reason why this feedback hit really hard for me is because I have been told this with my own writing from my sister and I want to learn how to do this better and I know I will master it one day. Give me some time! Or I guess I’ll give myself some time.

Being intentional about your storytelling and working away at it everyday to craft it into what you want exactly is the best way to make the best piece of work that you can.

I am so inspired. I can’t fucking wait for more life. I love living even when things suck. I’m going to be so great. I’m already so great! Happy end of September. <3 Cue Earth, Wind, & Fire please.

P.S. One day I feel like this blog will be discovered and like..I’ll get shamed or just like, denied from society. But the thing is, the real ones will know that this is really just me writing about my human experience. Get me?

[ohallows]

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[getosgf]

Cooking without a recipe

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Fandom: tokyo revengers

Characters: mikey, draken, chifuyu, baji, mitsuya

My headcanons on how cooking without a recipe with them would go

Cw: some curse words

An: aaaaaaaa I’m so sorry for not posting for some time, life’s been kinda hectic these days and I’m still trying to finish some of the requests😭 also it’s my birthday today :) (Not proofread so sorry for any mistakes)

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Mikey

He had been craving chicken nuggets for a while now, so you offered to make some homemade ones with him

You found a good recipe online but he insisted following a recipe wasn’t needed

“It’s literally just chicken and breadcrumbs, we can just wing it” pun not intended

Oh boy

It had already gone wrong when you went shopping for ingredients

Instead of buying chicken cutlets, mf bought a whole ass grilled chicken

“Since it’s already grilled we can’t get salmon vanilla😁”

Cutting the chicken into bite sized pieces was a disaster

He somehow nearly stabbed you

You told him you’d take over the cutting from him and he could toss the chicken chunks into some egg and breadcrumbs

Literally the easiest task, right?

WRONG

When I tell you this mf licked his fingers EVERYTIME he dipped a chicken piece into the beaten egg

Anyway

You went on to frying the chicken after you banned him from the kitchen

He was kinda sad about it

But it was the right thing to do

To cheer him up a bit you put a flag on the top chicken nugget on the plate

After taking your first bite you realized you forgot the seasoning because of the chaos💀

He fought for his life on the toilet that night (don’t eat raw egg kids!)

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Draken

You were incredibly hungry after getting back from driving through the countryside on the back of Draken’s motorcycle

He offered to make his special hot curry for the both of you

Since you were absolutely famished, of course you couldn’t reject his generous offer

You watched him get all the ingredients he needed

You asked if he needed a recipe, to which he replied that he’d already made it so many times, he knew the recipe by heart

Growing up without parents made him a fairly good cook

He began with cooking the rice

Then he cut the chicken and vegetables into bite-sized chunks à la gordon ramsey or so he tried

You offered your help, but he refused to let you lift a single finger

A true gentleman

He cooked onion and garlic in a pan until they became fragrant

He added the chicken and vegetables to the pan

While he was preparing the grated apple and honey for the curry roux in a pot with water, the smell of something burning began to fill the kitchen

“What’s that funky smell, did you just fart- SHIT THE PAN”

He RAN to his vegetables and tried to save them from completely burning to a crisp

He successfully saved them after turning down the heat and burning his fingers trying to toss out some black pieces of carrot

He was so focused on flexing his cooking skills on you, he totally forgot he was, indeed, cooking

You helped him pour ice cold water on his burned finger tips to ease the pain, which he secretly really appreciated even though he tried to act chill about it

“You’re always so overly worried, it doesn’t even hurt” ow ow ow ow ow ow

He went on to add the curry roux with the chicken and vegetables and turned off the heat

When the curry roux pieces were completely dissolved, he served the curry with the rice on the fanciest plates he owned aka not made out of paper

Even after some trouble, the dish was absolutely delicious

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Chifuyu

He wanted to make a Swiss roll with you for a long time and you guys finally found the time to do it

At first you were really working together as a team

But later on he wanted to play dumb

“Can you please show me how to make the filling? I don’t know how to do it :(“

He does, he knows how to do it, he just likes to see you mix all the ingredients and explain everything carefully to him

It’s when he started to throw compliments your way mid-explanation that you knew what he was doing

So you told him that it was his turn to put everything you just told him into practice :)

Boy was dumbfounded, flabbergasted even

He was CONVINCED that he could just let you do all the work

Didn’t try to play dumb after tho, he was already caught once, chances of him getting caught twice were too big

But he was actually useful after you put him in his place

Some mistakes were made here and there like adding too much red food colouring, making the cake batter red instead of pink

Rolling up the Swiss roll almost failed miserably, the cake nearly broke

But everything turned out fine after a lot of screaming and panicking from both of you

The time had come for the cake to rest in the refrigerator for a couple of hours

Guess what

Mf couldn’t wait and ate half of it by the time the Swiss roll was actually done resting💀

He didn’t help you clean up either, said he was too sick to move

Never baked anything with him after

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Baji

Just like most days, he was realllyyyyyy craving some peyoung yakisoba

One problem tho

He didn’t have any at home, nor did he have any money, nor did he know how to make it with the ingredients he had

So he texted you to come over and buy some yakisoba for him

Since you know that him trying to cook on his own would result in the kitchen being on fire, you accepted his demand request

You showed up to his home with a backpack filled with peyoung yakisoba

He tried to reach for the packets in your backpack but you flicked his hand away before he could manage to grab them

Not even a thank you? Tch

Anyway, you prepared some boiling water for the instant noodles before he tried to eat them raw

“They’re crispy that way! What’s wrong with crispy noodles?!”

Everything.

Of course this mf doesn’t even know how to prepare instant noodles, so you had to do everything on your own

It was for the best tbh, he’d probably manage to screw up the most simple steps

But you let him empty the sachets with seasoning into the noodles, since banning him from the kitchen would be useless

He’d just keep coming back

However, you were right about him screwing up simple things

Instead of first opening the sachets, he just tossed them in, unopened

You didn’t have the energy to get mad at him tbh😐

You chased him out of the kitchen with a dough roller and fished out the seasoning sachets

He finally left you alone, so you were able to finish preparing the yakisoba

You insisted on just ordering takeout pizza for him next time

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Mitsuya

It was your birthday and so he decided to bake you a cake

He turned to pinterest for some inspiration to bake the most aesthetic cake you’ve ever seen

After scrolling for hours in search for the perfect cake, he decided on baking a matcha white chocolate cake with green frosting and decorated with edible flowers

He got the ingredients and got straight to work

First he made the batter with utmost precision, even without a recipe to follow along

Not even a tiny piece of egg shell in the batter, what a professional

Has this cooking playlist that he hums to while baking your cake

This man has incredibly steady hands, meaning that when he poured the batter into the heart shaped cake form, no batter was spilled

Like when he finished baking, he didn’t even need to do any cleaning up, the kitchen was still clean af

When the cake was done baking, he put on those cute lil oven mitts and successfully got the cake out of the oven

Even while his little sisters were dangling from his legs, he managed to decorate the cake with an inhuman precision

To top it off he wrote a sweet happy birthday message on the cake :)

Delivered the cake personally to you in a cute green box, matching the cake

Possibly the best cake you ever had, period

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[yakumtsaki]

The first semester has finally ended and it was officially our worst one EVER with an incredible grade average of C+, congrats guys! The only person who managed to crack an A was June, not because she’s a knowledge aspiration but because I constantly made her study to keep her away from her nephews. As if that wasn’t bad enough, we now live in a world that includes be-girlfriended Sugar.  

-WELL GOOD MORNING, SOPHITO. I WAS UP LATE MAKING OUT WITH A GIRL. WHO’S THE LOSER NOW?? -I never called you a loser! -You thought it! Everyone did! And now it is I that has a girlfriend and you who has NOTHING -I still have my disgusting torrid affair with Eliza! 

Ya you tell him, Soph! Your life is great!

I mean, it could be better. But worry not, it’s time to start working on those billion first dates you want, it will cheer you right up.

We ask out Blonde Meatballs and everything is going great!

-That’s right babe, first prize pre-school physics winner, three years in a row! -Oh my! -I know right! Wait, do you hear that?? -What, that distant moaning? -I KNOW THAT SOUND GOTTA GO

Uhh, Sophito? Is what I think is happening actually happening??

-YOU BET YOUR ASS IT IS

Could it please not happen??

-NO!!!

Bro..

-FUCK YOU ELIZA YOU SAID YOU’D NEVER SLEEP WITH HIM AGAIN!!! -I NEVER SAID THAT, FREAKSHOW -YOU SAID IT WITH YOUR EYES!!!

Everything ok, Reg?

-I think I’m just gonna go give some financial advice on the internet.

-FUCK YOU, SLUTBAG, LIKE YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE ISN’T HOOKING UP WITH 50 PEOPLE. WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO, WAIT TILL YOU’VE FINISHED??? -WELL YES! GOD, YOU’RE STRONG -CROSSFIT, ASSHOLE. THERE’S MORE WHERE THAT CAME FROM

Alright then, I guess that’s it, everyone is mad, everyone hates each other, perfect. Sophito, I don’t know what madness suddenly overtook you, but why don’t we pick up our teeth from the floor and go continue our Meatballs date?

-I don’t want to! I’m very upset and betrayed! >:(

-Hey Soph, I think your gum is in my mouth? -Oh that’s a tooth, you can keep it.

As our date with Blonde Meatballs was such a smashing success, we seize the day and ask out Obvious Business Major right after. 2 down, 48 more to go! Fml.

I have literally never had a sim be as addicted to anything as Reginald is to giving financial advice on the internet, when I tell you guys this mofo will do this until he’s near death and I constantly have to monitor his vitals. No wonder Eliza is cheating on you!

-What’s Eliza? New start-up company?

It’s a new day and Stacy makes the grave mistake of coming over to see Julian.

-Oh so you’re the new pledge, and a romance sim to boot? Don’t even THINK of starting any affairs around here because that’s my thing, got it?? -What’s your damage, you crazy bitch?

Ya Stacy, that’s what I’ve been wondering as well. She had a great childhood with adoring parents, this is all her. 

Speaking of damage, June is finally interested in someone she doesn’t share ancestors with and it’s Erik Swain! I married him in during an old Union run and he makes cute af kids so I’ve been saving him but anything to get June off her bullshit. Go talk to him!

So it turns out that Erik is super shy and trying to get him to warm up to June was legit nails-on-chalkboard annoying but we finally befriend him- 

-AND HE TURNS US DOWN FOR A DATE DESPITE 2 BOLTS. ERIK SWAIN YOU DUMB BITCH. YOU CAN FORGET ABOUT ME MARRYING YOU IN THIS RUN

-Oh no, what a loss!

It is!!!! Now fuck off, June and I never wanna see you again!!!!

Why leave to passerby-fate what can also be achieved through cold hard cash?? We invite Lakshmi over and hope she doesn’t FUCK US OVER AS USUAL

-I won’t unless you pay me with frozen money a second time :)

I’M NOT HAVING THIS ARGUMENT LAKSHMI

We spend the max amount which we extremely cannot afford but I’m sure we’ll get our soulmate!

-Omg omg I can’t wait!

Omg omg me neither!

no.

way.

NO WAAAAAAAAAY. iVAN??? 

iVAN???????? 

iVAN?????????????????

-What? He’s the closest she can come to dating someone she’s related to without it actually being incest! 

LAKSHMI I SWEAR TO GOD.

-Well we do have 3 bolts, can’t I at least go through with the date?

NO YOU CANNOT.

Second try, fml. We’re gonna have to sell our gorilla statue at this rate. 

-Ok, I’m now gonna give you someone you can’t possibly object to..

-..because you don’t know him!

Who the fuck is this??? I’m not wasting June on some Apartment Life Benjamin Long nobody!!!!

-No refunds! 

Ok Lakshmi, against my better judgment, I’m gonna shell out another 5k we don’t have for a third and final attempt.

-You won’t regret it!

DORIAN THE BALDING COP????

-Ok, you might regret it.

GET OUT OF HERE LAKSHMI, I DON’T KNOW WHY I KEEP TRUSTING YOU

-Hiiiii Erik hi, it’s me!!!!

[save-the-villainous-cat]

Hi!

Could you please do a part 3 of the bathtub snippet?

Love your writing, btw😘

part 1, part 2

“Do I have to?” The villain’s voice quivered and simultaneously, their grip on the hero’s hips got tighter. That didn’t hurt.

But it hurt to think about why the villain was doing it. The villain seemed so…lost, so hurt and scared. It wasn’t at all like them to ask the hero to stay. Or to have a normal conversation with them for over five minutes. The villain didn’t like words.

“…I would like to know who did this to you,” the hero said, whispered even. They placed their words carefully, as if saying something wrong might ruin everything. Admittedly, they were tired. They didn’t want to be the dumb one again. The one who didn’t know anything about the world. So often, they had to fight to figure out secrets. Their agency wasn’t telling them anything anyway.

And the hero really wanted to know what had happened. They set a gentle hand on the villain’s shoulder — the healthy shoulder — and put pressure on it to release the horrible hardness of their muscles. As a result, the villain groaned and they closed their eyes.

“It doesn’t matter. You’re nursing me back to health. That matters,” they mumbled.

“It matters to me,” the hero said. They removed their hand which made the villain open their beautiful eyes and let it sink back into the water. With their now wet hand, they smudged the blood from the villain’s cheeks with trained precision. The villain looked up at them, their eyes too kind for the hero. They couldn’t take it.

It was too much to see someone so vile being so gentle with them. Having a crush on them was even worse. They were probably blinded by love. They didn’t see the flaws. They only saw the admirable.

The hero shifted, moving back but the villain didn’t plan on letting them go just yet.

“Please…stay. I need you.” The hero chewed on their bottom lip.

“Tell me who did this.”

“It won’t change anything,” the villain argued. “There are a lot of people who would have done this. Who did it is unimportant.”

“There aren’t a lot of people who can do this, though. You’re…you’re invincible. Indestructible. Someone hurting you like this is more than dangerous. I need to know.” The villain laughed humourlessly.

“Do you think I’m some kind of god? I’m still human, I can be wounded. I make mistakes. I have bad days. I get knocked down. I cry when I feel lonely. I’m not what you think of me. I’m not this…godly monster.”

Why did their words make the villain so much more attractive? Acknowledging their own flaws, their own faults was…new. Of course the hero knew they were human. That made them so fascinating after all but it made the villain more alluring nonetheless. What had shaped the villain into a killer was a scary question. The hero wanted to know that, too. But it was more important to figure out who had fucked them up.

“But you’re the best of the best. Your rating is incredible. You’re a threat, you’re walking manipulation. You can kill someone in what? 50 different ways without a weapon?”

“61, actually. But I’m still human. They made a weapon out of me. They used me. But I am no machine.” They? That was new information. The hero absorbed it like a sponge.

“…who?”

“Your precious agency. But that doesn’t matter either. It’s history.” Fuck. Fuck. The villain had been…a hero? No. No, that was stupid. That couldn’t be. The agency was good. It wasn’t creating weapons. The hero wasn’t a weapon…right?

“I have to go,” the hero announced. They needed to do research.

“Please. I need you. Let go of it. All of it. It’s okay. Someone hurt me and that’s fine. The agency hurt me a long time ago and that’s also fine. I can live with that. I will get my revenge and I don’t want you to get involved. I don’t want you to get hurt.” They were quiet for an unbearably long time. Until the villain decided to lean in, their lips close against the hero’s.

“Please. Let go.” The hero felt how their warm breath was caressing their lips and despite the hot temperatures of the bath, there was a shiver running down their spine.

“I can’t—” The hero’s lips brushed against the villain’s and the hero’s emotions ran wild. It was an accident. They had been speaking normally and they were just so close—

The villain didn’t move.

“You have to. Please.” The villain did move eventually, and this time, their lips brushed against the hero’s throat too easily. They didn’t kiss them. It was just skin brushing skin.

And yet, and yet—

“…okay, I will.”

It occurred to the hero later that the villain had seduced them. That they had made them stop questioning everything.

The hero accepted it. They liked hunting answers anyway.

[scarlet-bernard]

Hi, could you please write something platonic for Alastor, it can be fanfic or headcanons, the reader sees him as a parental figure and trusts him, not some obsessive thing, just really admires him and wants to be like him. Thank you so much!!

Totally!! This is super cute!!

Platonic Alastor And GN Reader

You were fairly young, when you died

I'd say early 20's? Maybe

-Kind of up to you, this is just my estimate-

You weren't dumb by any means, just new to Hell

So when you got to Hell, you knew nothing about the overlords

Safe to say, when you ran into Al, you had *no* clue who he was

Like no clue

So when you started chatting with him you recieved stares

Al wasn't too angry about the run in

Of course, he *could* have killed you

But you must've been new, you didn't seem very afraid of him

A small mistake, really

He could fix that without killing you!

Besides, you were entertaining

Murdering you would be to easy

You were... refreshing

So, he decided to spend the rest of the day with you!

"Well dear, you must be new! Let me show you around Hell!" And he has his arm wrapped around your shoulders and he's dragging you around Hell

Glances are thrown at both of you. They almost feel bad enough to warn you

Almost

"How'd you know I was new?"

"Well, darling, people are generally afraid of me. You don't seem to know who I am!!"

You... weren't sure you wanted to know, honestly.

You weren't going to ask

But, you made a new friend! So it was a good day. You were feeling pretty alone until you met him

He honestly reminded you of a dad, with all the dumb jokes he told

They're very stupid

Since they two of you are from different generations....

"The past, present, and future walk into a bar. It was tense!"

You groan

They were very bad jokes

I thought it was funny

Of course, you eventually found out who he was

It was... unsettling, to say the least. But hey, he was your friend

You were already in too deep

And you were in Hell

You could've run into someone worse, is my point

Probably

Kind of

It could've been Val

Besides, he threatened a manager and a real estate agent helped you get a job and a house!

And he was seriously influential

He knew where you lived. You really couldn't hide from him if you wanted to

He got you the house anyway

He always stopped by randomly

He'd bring food, tell jokes, tell you stories from when he was alive, stories of his murder sprees

Gonna be real, this man adores you

And he supports whichever gender or sexuality you are! (Or anything else! You're just darling to him)

He was never one to follow social norms

Of course, if you were nervous to tell him, he'd do his best to make you feel better

"Uhm... So, Al, I know this might be kind of weird, but I'm ........."

"Dear, why do you seem so nervous? Hahaha! I don't mind at all! You know, I was never one to follow tradition, either. Goodness, this reminds me of that one time-"

And suddenly, he's gone onto an hour long tale of weird shit he did

And illegal shit

It's safe to say, you feel incredibly better

And have a migraine

He told a lot of bad jokes

He accepted you! He didn't disown you!

I mean?? Not disown. He totally... Isn't your Hellish parental figure

Yes he is

Because of this, he totally would do anything for you

Someone picking on you? They go missing

There's something you really want? Wait, when did it get into your house?

You're crushing on someone? He does his best to not scare them off

Even though he really wants to

Also, if anyone dares to break your heart, they also go missing

You try to keep people from mysteriously vanishing

He keeps one of his shadows watching you if you want protection, too

It isn't creepy

He's just a little protective (if you allow him)

You can ask the shadow to leave you alone, too

It'll stay in the vicinity, though

This man will also take you shopping

And on father daughter dinner dates

Let it just be said, you really really admire him

And if you're ever a parent, you want to be just as good as he is

Aside from the murder

All in all it's just a lot of fun to be around him

And then he starts working at the hotel

And you meet a whole bunch of cool people!

He totally brags about you to the other overlords too

"Anyway, they're doing great!"

"Ah yes, Vox. You may have a small business," ow, "but Y/n is doing ........ now, and they're really popular. Though, I'm sure you already know that!"

It's just his way of showing... what is this feeling??? Paternal love??

All in all, you're glad you met this bastard. And vice versa!

[aminiatureworld]

Old Faces

Characters: Albedo, Xiao, Zhongli, gn!reader

Word Count: 2,151

Warnings: None

Premise: In which the reader runs into their ex

Author’s Note: Did something a little different by changing which character perspective it was for different prompts. I found it a good way to explore this particular prompt.

Albedo

The moment Albedo walked out of his office door he felt his stomach sink a bit.

Though the alchemist liked to think that he was a man of perfect rationality, whether by nature or by will, he couldn’t help but feel a knot in his stomach as he watched you talking to your ex.

Albedo knew that things hadn’t ended well in your last relationship, knew that there had been a lot of shouting and crying done by both parties, all culminating in you getting kicked out of your shared apartment. You didn’t like to talk about it even now, focusing on your relationship with Albedo instead of dwelling on the past. If any reminder of your ex ever surfaced you usually glared it before moving on.

That knowledge made your evidently awkward conversation all the worse. As you leaned against one of the beams which held up the alchemy front, seemingly distancing yourself as much as possible from the person in front of you, Albedo felt a sudden urge to run and wedge himself between the two of you. OF course he would never act upon something so unhelpful, but the alchemist was finding more and more that he’d be seized by illogical wishes the more he opened himself up to you.

Now he curbed his thoughts and made his way over, planting himself firmly next to you and not bothering to introduce himself beyond a curt nod. Not as if he needed an introduction anyways, as Albedo had run into your former partner a few times before, and the icy coldness between him and them was completely natural, at least on Albedo’s part.

“Ah Albedo!” You turned, smiling brightening for a moment. Placing a quick kiss on the alchemist’s cheek, something which caused warmth to immediately flood his face, you turned back towards your ex. “I’m sure you know about my partner, this is Albedo.”

“So you’ve been screwing around with this runt,” you ex shook his head as if disgusted. Narrowing his eyes, Albedo felt irritation wash over him, and for a moment he wondered if there was a potion that might indispose your ex for at least a week that could be easily hidden.

“Yes I’m currently in a relationship with him,” you replied, ignoring your ex’s jeer. “Not that it’s any of your business.”

“None of my business? Don’t I have the right to be worried for you?”

“Oh please,” you snorted. “If you really worried about me you wouldn’t have kicked me out. Now if you please I have something to do. I’m very glad to hear that you’re well and getting your life on track and everything, but in truth I think this is really awkward, so could you please give me at least a head’s up next time.”

“You’re still think you’re better than everyone,” your ex spat.

“No, they don’t.” Albedo heard himself say, finding himself more and more irritated by this conversation. “But though they would never admit it, they are certainly better than you. I suggest you listen to their warnings, otherwise there are a few elixirs that could certainly use a human test subject.”

Your ex’s face paled, and they let out a curse before turning away. Suddenly feeling very depleted of energy Albedo sighed.

“Hey, thanks for that.”

“Of course,” Albedo looked up at you. “You seemed uncomfortable.”

“I was,” you admitted. “They weren’t really listening to me, so thank you.”

Leaning over to kiss Albedo once more you stopped in surprise as your partner tilted his head so that your lips met his, instead of the cheek you were aiming for. Pulling back Albedo looked at the ground.

“Sorry, I realize that wasn’t what you were planning.”

“I don’t mind!” Your reply came fast. “I’m just surprised. You okay?”

“Of course I’m alright,” Albedo looked at you. “You should be more worried about yourself.”

“Why shouldn’t I be also worried about you?” You tilted your head. “I know that you don’t really like conflict. And I’m sure that was awkward for you as well.”

Albedo said nothing in reply, merely leaning over to kiss you gently on the forehead. You were so quick to notice things sometimes he couldn’t fathom it.

As the afternoon drifted on Albedo found himself once more thinking about how wonderful you were. There was no one in the world like you, no one nearly so precious to him, so worthy of love. If this was beyond the intelligence of a shadow of the past, well, what did it matter.

  Xiao

“Why don’t you just go back to them?”

You stared at your partner, surprised by the words that had just come out of his mouth. All day Xiao had been as prickly as a cactus, even more standoffish than usual, and all day you’d been trying to coax some words out of the silent yaksha who had taken to standing next to you all day. Now you wondered if that hadn’t been a mistake.

“What do you mean?” You felt your voice waver slightly. “Xiao why are you telling me to go back to my ex?”

You had run into a former significant other of yours at the Inn a day ago, as they had taken up a carpentry contract for the rotting bits of stairwell that made the Inn so difficult to manage sometimes. Though you two had long since been finished, the split had been amicable, and at the time it had felt nostalgic to simply chat with an old friend, a memory of an earlier part of your life when everything had been so different.

Though you were certainly aware that Xiao might have been watching, a suspicion confirmed by the adeptus’ questions that evening, you had never thought much of it. Sure it was your former partner, but it was too long ago to even think about now. You had been a dumb kid then, and though you might not be infallible now, you were certainly different. Standing across from your partner now you realized that not everyone appeared to hold the same opinon.

“Xiao, I know that I was talking to my ex yesterday, but just because I was doing so doesn’t mean I don’t love you or care about you. That was a very long time ago for me, if not for you, and I don’t see in them a partner anyone, I haven’t for years. I understand if you might not feel the same way regarding the timeframe, but there’s no reason to, well, I don’t know what you’re doing right now.”

You stared at your partner, who appeared to be glaring at the railing right next to your hand. You loved Xiao, despite all the rumors that often circulated him and the rest of the adepti. You also knew that Xiao had an incredibly fine-tuned sense of justice and logic. He normally wouldn’t hurl something at you like a challenge. Though he wasn’t perhaps the most well-versed in the ordinary lives of humans, you would hardly call him oblivious to human customs. Partner’s weren’t always partner’s for life. Why then was Xiao acting so cagey?

Now you partner let out a small “hmph!” Shifting himself so he was facing the outside, he stared out at the inky night of Liyue. His cheeks were warmed by the flickering candles of the Inn, and in that moment he seemed oddly vulnerable.

“Xiao,” you ventured. “Is something wrong, are you, are you still uneasy about yesterday.”

For a moment Xiao said nothing, and your heart began to sink. As you turned to walk away however you heard the soft tones of your partner’s voice.

“Would you be happier with them?”

“No,” the answer came automatic and true, “though I may have been their partner once, now they’re merely a friend. There is no one like you to me Xiao, there never will be; I realized that a while ago. Even if you worry about your karma or you lack of knowledge or whatever you shouldn’t worry that I’ll ever leave you.”

You quickly found yourself enveloped in your partner’s embrace. Letting a small sigh of relief pass your lips you returned the embrace fiercely. Feeling the arms around you tighten ever so slightly you found the strangest urge to laugh. Maybe because it was so silly, the idea that you would ever leave your partner. Though it was sad that he would never know how deeply those feelings ran.

“I’ll never go back to anyone but you,” you murmured.

 Zhongli

The first thing Zhongli thought was that you two looked so right together.

Though the ex-archon did not like to admit it, the doubts that he had had at the beginning of the relationship still plagued him. Not the doubts about his love for you, oh no he could never doubt such a thing not if all the stars went out. No, his doubts lay in himself, in who he was. Perhaps it was wrong of him to still linger on his impending immortality, something that you assured him you had come to terms with. It felt disrespectful towards your decision to continuously feel this way. Yet standing at the door of the Funeral Parlor, watching as you chatted with your former partner, Zhongli could not help but feel the familiar pain.

The walk home was spent in a bit of a fog, as Zhongli half-listened to you discuss your day. Normally he found everything about you fascinating, and the things your job put you through were no different. This time though the words trickled off his back like water off a duck’s wings, the image of your and your “ex”, as you called it, pressing down upon him.

“My love?” He found himself saying, not realizing he had made up the decision to ask you something. You paused your conversation, titling your head slightly.

“Is something wrong?”

“No.” It was a lie perhaps, but an understandable one. “I just wished to comment upon the fact that I saw you with your former significant other. I hope that all was well with them.”

“They’re fine,” you replied. “Doing great actually, if what they say is true. Then again then were always prone to lying.” You let out a small laugh.

“Do you miss them?” Zhongli found he could not contain his questions today.

“No, not really. To be honest, talking to them kinda sucked. They sort of half-ghosted me back in the day, and even though you have to keep up appearances and all, I mean I can’t take them to task now, it still hurt.”

“I am sorry to hear that.”

“Oh don’t be!” You shook your head. “I’m perfectly happy where I am now. Even if that whole debacle sucked, it’s worth it if it let this happen.”

The both of you glanced down at you intertwined hands. The image was so perfect in Zhongli’s mind that for a moment all his worries went away, and the golden sun seemed to brighten just a little bit.

Later that evening however Zhongli once more found himself thinking about it. He really had been shaken by you talking with your former partner. Even if they were not the right one, they were still human. Did that not make things easier for you? Happier for you? Zhongli thought back at your hands. How fast would they age in his mind, how fast would you notice how frozen Zhongli was. As if he was carved from rock, the ex-archon could only be eroded slowly. He could not grow old with you.

“My darling?” Zhongli murmured. It was dark and the two of you were in bed. Limbs tangled together, heads nestled close, Zhongli felt as if he could ask what he so feared.

“Yes?” Your voice was heavy with sleep.

“Do you ever regret falling in love with me?”

“No,” your murmured. “I know that you might not believe me, or you might not stop worrying, but you should. I love only you, my dear. I always will. Death will not change how much I love you.”

Zhongli pondered these words as your breathing evened and you slipped off into dreams. How could you say such a thing so nonchalantly, how could you be so sure? Then again, humans always seemed to be more confident in their decisions than those who had been given immortality.

Though the ex-archon wasn’t always fond of sleep, Zhongli felt himself begin to slip away. In the in between of awake and asleep everything seemed painted over, made simple by the logic of one half-dreaming. He would never be rid of these feelings. Perhaps then he should rely on yours. He relied on your for so much already.

Kissing your cheek before finally being dragged into sleep the last coherent thought Zhongli was aware of was that he loved you so very much.

[everlastingmoon]

Hello! Welcome to:

Filthy Rengoku headcanons

In todays episode we have: Kyojuro and his Breeding kink :D

⚠️WARNING!! NSFW 18+ CONTENT AHEAD minors 🤺 stay back

Someone tell me that Rengoku wouldn't have the biggest breeding kink.... like someone tell me I'm wrong

Now dont get me wrong, he is extremely respectful and is willing to wait until marriage if you wanted it that way, but boy oh boy once that wedding night comes it is over for you.

R.i.p that puss-

He will not hesitate to part your legs like the red sea like his name is moses. He will definitely take his time with you and make sure you are doing well, such a gentleman.

But in the heat of things when he can't hold it in no longer, his true intentions shine.

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You are sweaty and gasping for air, the bed loudly creaking from Rengokus forceful thrusts pushing you further into the mattress. You had lost all the feeling in your legs a while ago from them being on rengoku's shoulders for what felt like forever. Your mind was high on how Rengoku's dick brutally pounded against your cervix, just when you thought he couldn't go further, he proved you wrong. You had lost count of how many times he had made your drooling pussy spasm and clench around his cock. That tight feeling between your legs was building up again and Rengoku's thrusts were getting sloppier by the second.

He was getting incredibly close to his release, "Y/N I can't hold it in anymore, let me fill you up" he said out of a breath. His sloppy thrusts came to a sudden halt allowing you to catch your breath. Rengoku leaned down and gave your neck a slight peck before making his way to your ear, " I want you so full with my babies, allow me to fill you up". You didn't care where he came, you just wanted him to move so you eagerly nodded. He wasted no more time and resumed to pounding your needy cunt, he was muttering pure filth into your ear, causing you to reach your climax.

"F-fuck you wrap around me so well, you will be such a good mommy to our kids" those were the last words he was able to get out before pouding into you like a wild animal, you had been absolutely dumb fucked to the point where all you could do is lay there and take it. Rengoku bottomed out with one last thrust allowing rope after rope of his thick cum to be released and coat your insides.

Rengoku collapsed and pulled you into his embrace placing a small kisa on your forehead, "forgive me, I might've been a little rough with you tonight" he shyly apologized. " Kyo it's okay, I am fine" you reassured.

You both were too exhausted to hop in for a shower so you both just drifted off to sleep.

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This is my first time writing stuff like this and English is not my first language so please haver mercy on my poor soul if you see a mistake( ཀ͝ ∧ ཀ͝ )

Anyway I hope you guys enjoyed it

(っ˘з(˘⌣˘ ) kith

[jinkoh]

Pentagon - Apocalypse/Dystopian AU

Pentagon members as characters/tropes from apocalypse movies. Contains both crack and angst. Posted in the order I wrote them in because it made more sense. This was written purely for fun and has obviously nothing to do with the real people.

SFW; angst; humour; Warnings: death, fighting themes, cursing Masterlist

Hui

always puts everyone else's well being above his own

would never leave anyone behind ever

the type of character that makes a big fuss if you got grazed by a bullet and treats your wound

all the while he himself got hit very badly and is on the verge of dying but pretends to be fine

ends up dying and you bawl your eyes out but he just smiles softly and tells you everything is okay as long as you are safe

Hongseok

he'll survive this shit and safe the planet

he is incredibly strict and almost cold when you make mistakes that could endanger you or the team

BUT it comes from a place of worry and kindness

already lost someone and blames himself for not saving them

tries very hard not to have feelings because they could interfere with his ability to make the right decisions

he has a plan, he will stick to it and it will work out

Shinwon

would stub his toe and sink to the floor dramatically, telling you that he will die and you have to go on without him

the one who makes puns in life threatening situations

surprisingly enough he really holds his own during battles

he probably won't stick to any plan or strategy but it magically works out

you always suspect he'll not make it but he somehow survives

unless he starves because he ate all his food in the first two days

Yanan

protect him

please

he's probably kinda useless but!! he's trying his best okay!!

keeps getting scolded by Hongseok for messing up :(

ends up sacrificing himself to safe everyone else

his last words are him softly whispering "Did I do well this time?" and you'll be sobbing saying "Yes, yes, you did well!"

he'll smile and say "I'm glad."

Changgu

the kind one™

he can afford to be kind though, because he is also skilled

he would willingly make a detour and endanger himself to save someone else

always tries his best to keep the group in harmony and settle arguments, looks out for everyone

the one who always took care of Yanan

he will survive, but he won't be the same

Jinho

thinks it's dumb to take risks for people who could hinder the operation

has learned that you have to be able to take care of yourself or you die

similar to Hongseok in that aspect, though he probably doesn't bother scolding those who make mistakes

very strategic and hates when people mess with the plan

Shinwon: "OH, NO, I CAN'T GO ON I AM DYING YOU HAVE TO LEAVE ME BEHIND" Jinho: "Okay, let's go everyone."

Kino

the one with connections

literally knows some dude everywhere you go for literally any situation

you're in the middle of nowhere and he'll be like "no worries, I know a place we can stay for the night, Jinjin owes me a favor" and everyone will be like "Who the fuck is Jinjin now???"

is strategic but has no problem spontaneously changing up his plans if he has to

he'll make it out of this alive

maybe the kind of character where you think he died, but at the end he suddenly appears again and you're like?? how?

Wooseok

that one hacker guy that sits in some weird basement somewhere and keeps the electricity running or hacks into security systems or something

probably one of Kino's many connections and that's how he joins the party

doesn't really fight if he can avoid it

but if he does engage in battles you better watch out

he does not know what he's doing but it does work and you do not want him to be your enemy

might die, might survive, it's 50:50 honestly

Yuto

the incredibly skilled sharp shooter

VERY quiet

you think he is intimidating and cold at first

but he's actually one of the sweetest, warmest people you will ever meet

would share his food with you even though he barely has any himself

he survives and will probably say comforting words about the people you've lost along the way

Masterlist

[jarofstyles]

ex! harry turning up at y/ns doorstep in the middle of the night telling her that he can’t stop thinking about what they had and even though shes like 🤔😐✋🏻 at first she invites him inside to talk more in depth and he goes „bloody idiot i was..was gon' marry yeh, were gon' be the mum of my babies..wanted everything w' yeh, still do.“ and it basically ends in some passionate intense love making<33

YES YES YES

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She bolted.

Harry cursed to himself for pressing down hard at her, knowing that she had been a bit skittish since their breakup. He knew that he would have to handle her with caution but in that moment, his mind slipped back into owning her. She had been his first so long, and even after so many months apart it was his instinct. He wanted her.

He was a stubborn son of a bitch, that was for sure. And while he had at first been a bit hesitant about his want to after her, he knew that it would be foolish of him to not. The connection they had was further proven in those moments he had her backed against that counter, and he knew that no one else would ever be able to make him feel the way she did.

So? Harry swallowed his pride. He decided to say fuck it, and arrived at her place, hands in his pockets as he looked down at his feet. The ride up to her flat and walk down the hallway was so familiar yet felt so raw. He hadn’t been here in so long, a hallway that used to watch their kisses and fumbling with keys and frisky hands up dressed or in pants was how solemn and a bit nerve wracking. He hadn’t ever wanted to let her go and it was his fault for sure. Not being able to delegate his work with his love was his downfall but if anything, the time apart had shown him how incredibly important it was to have someone like Y/N behind him. Her support meant everything.

She meant everything.

His knuckles tapped against the door, stomach turning with nerves. She could very well tell him to fuck off, spit at him, yell. He wasn’t necessarily sure what to expect. The only inkling he had to go off of was knowing she was just as miserable without him, and her body still reacted to touches the way she used to. He had that going for him.

When she opened the door, her heart fell to her stomach. It had been 3 days since the incident, her skin still tingling with the ghost of his touch. She had come home and sobbed. Sobbed and cried and gotten sick because the touch reminded her of everything she lost, all the strides she had thought she made to her over him.. ruined. All by one night. He had too much control over her.

Despite the nerves being raw, she took in his looks. His bags under his eyes, looking a bit pale and the lack of sleep. He had cried. She knew that look anywhere. Stress riddled his body and he almost looked like he was trying to make himself look smaller and less intimidating- which was hard for a 6 foot something tattooed man.

“H-Harry?” She whispered, unsure what to do with this. “What are you doing here?” Her arms crossed against her body protectively, which broke his heart. She shouldn’t have to feel scared of him. He should be making her feel safe and relaxed and open, like he used to.

“We need to talk, Y/N. Actually, I need to say some things and it would be better if I came inside. May I?”

Dumbfounded at the idea of him actually being here, she nodded, letting him in. It hadn’t changed too much. The vanilla suede candle still burned and scented the air. The couch still had a slight dip, the same pet dish for the cat was sat half empty. But their photos were gone,’making his stomach turn.

Fuck. This used to be home. It still felt like it for a bit. But she had erased bits of him that made it shared.

She led him to the living room, sitting on the couch across from him. The middle cushion gave space, making her feel a bit better. Harry was such a complicated thing for her. The source of so, so much joy in her life… but also so much pain. He had broken her heart and left her in pieces and he hadn’t attempted to work things out with her at all. So why now?

“What is it you have to say?” Her tone came off quiet and a bit cold. As if she was annoyed and bored. But it wasn’t the case. Her heart was pounding just as hard as his, clueless as to why he was here. Why he was bothering months too late.

“Don’t…. Lovely…” he swallowed sadly. “I hurt you so badly.” His face fell as he realized this wasn’t her. His girl didnt shy away, she didn’t go cold. She was warm and sweet to him, she was open and receptive and she never looked at him like that. Why he managed to notice so late… he didn’t know.

“Yeah. You did. You hurt me so fucking badly that I thought my heart was breaking. I always thought that maybe you’d come back and tell me what a mistake you’d made. Instead, you up and left. Packed your shit like a complete and utter coward while i was at work.” Her steely expression was laced with hints of pain that he could see through. The words made him flinch. It was true. He was a coward.

“Y/N, I-“

“Shut up.” She snapped, watching his face fall into shock. It really wasn’t the old her. She had been a bit bitter since then. It wasn’t fully his doing, but he was a large contributor. “I had to come home to an empty apartment. No letter. Ni note. No you; and no more of your stuff. The records were gone. You took our fucking records.” Her voice broke. “All your clothing. Not only did my heart feel empty, but the house? And then our fucking cat.” She seethed, standing up. “Our fucking cat meowed for days. Days, Harry. Looking for you. And you never came back. Sat at the god damn door every night at 7, waiting for you to come inside.” Her cold personal broke, the emotion sweeping her face.

His stomach hurt. He didn’t realize it would be this bad. As little as she had even said, he knew he would have to make it up until the end of time. Her hurt was audible and he could even feel it dripping into his own bloodstream.

“Sweetheart…” he stood up, approaching with caution. She didn’t back away, but she didn’t step towards him. “I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry.” His voice broke. “I thought… I was so terrible t’ya, and then y’said you never wanted to see me again…. I thought I was doing what y’wanted.” He whispered pathetically. “I shouldn’t have… I should have fought harder. But we were so miserable, Y/N. I was wrecking you.” His excuse sounded poor even to his own ears, heart dropping as her lip wobbled.

“I just wanted you. I wanted you to talk to Me. To be with me. I didn’t want you to leave. You fucking idiot!” Her voice broke as the tears stung her eyes, but she didn’t push him away when he grabbed her and tugged her into his arms. Pulling her in for a hug, squeezing her tightly as he felt her start to sob. His own tears were quietly burning in his eyes. Seeing the result of his idiocy in person hurt.

“I’m so sorry, so fucking sorry. I thought you’d be happier without me… knew I was being an idiot and wasn’t giving you the right attention. But I thought you’d want to find me when y’wanted me again…” his logic was flawed yet again, and he realized how dumb he sounded when he said it out loud. “The plan was always us. Was Gonna marry ya. Y’were gonna be the mumma to my babies, was gonna be with you forever. It’s all I’ve ever wanted.” He whispered sadly, lips speaking against her hair.

“It’s still all I want. Y/N, angel love…. Please. Know I’ve been so stupid but I can’t do another day without you. I know I hurt you so badly… I’ll never forgive myself f’that. But I’ll spend every single day trying to make it up to you. I want you. I’ve missed you so much it hurts. Please… give me a chance to do what I should have done.” He pleaded, pulling her back to hold her face in his rough palms.

The sincerity dripping through his voice, the tears that had escaped his eyes and the trembling of his hands holding her cheeks let her see that he meant it. He meant it and he wanted to try. Maybe she was the idiot for believing him. But with a love she felt for him, so strongly remaining after all this time apart…. She only had one answer.

“Okay.”

[disastrouslyyours]

Spam NEO is being a total grumpus. You know what that means!

I don’t have enough money for chicken nugget

I haven’t written a sneo in a while, so here’s one for you my friend!

“Spamton, now you’re just being ridiculous.” You huff and cross your arms as you look over at your incredibly grumpy friend. Spamton sits across from you, arms and legs folded tightly against him, with an absolutely scornful look on his face. You made the mistake of mentioning that you thought robots were dumb when you were younger, and Spamton took that very personally. You apologized countless times, even though you found it silly, but your friend chose to be stubborn and set in his grumpy ways.

“I don’t know what you want out of me. I can’t take back what I said literally years ago, and I’ve apologized like seventeen times.”

A curt puff of steam hisses out of the corner of his mouth and he turns his head away from you. Fine. If that’s how he wants to be.

“If you would’ve let me finish my sentence before pouting like a child, you would’ve heard that I was about to say ‘I used to think robots were dumb, but that’s just because I never met one as cool as you before.’”

He shoots you a brief, interested glance before returning to his disgruntled pose, making a point to recross his arms.

Fine. If that’s how he wants to be.

“Because, let’s be honest here,” you slowly start to approach him as he tracks your movements with a close eye, “you are a very cool looking robot.”

“YOU THINK I'M [Cool Tricks To Show Your Friends]?” He purrs as he drops his arms to his sides.

“Yeah, super cool.” You place yourself in his lap and he looks down at you, crossing his eyes slightly as he peers over his nose. “Like this design on your chest plate?” You trace around the outside of the glowing yellow triangle and he hums with a deep, metallic whir. “Or the way your midsection is segmented to allow for an extended range of motion.” You trace along a seam and Spamton squirms slightly. You smirk at him as you continue to run your fingers around the seams, occasionally digging your fingers in to hear his constant giggles escalate to clamorous laughter.

“OK, [OK], YOU’VE MADE YOUR POINT.” He holds up an oversized hand defensively. “I [Believe] YOU, I [Offer Accepted] YOUR APOLOGY.”

“Oh? That’s great news, but I haven’t told you what I think your best feature is.” You offer him a soft smile as you stand up to pat his nose.

“WELL, DON’T KEEP US [On The Line], TELL [The Audience] WHAT YOU THINK.” He grins.

“It’s definitely your wings.” You shoot your hand over his shoulder to scratch at his wings, and he completely loses his composure.

“POINT [Taken]!” He cries out as he squeezes his eyes shut.

“They’re just so fun!” You follow the patterns of the different colors as Spamton melts underneath you. “I love how they’re two different designs, the shape, the way they move.” You dig your thumbs into a particularly sensitive spot and he shrieks.

“I [Accept Terms and Conditions] AGREE.” You leave one hand to dance around his wing while the other moves to scratch under his chin. Spamton shudders and his armor clanks together violently, the metallic ringing it makes almost as loud as his laughter.

You drop your arms to your sides and he sighs, shivering slightly. “Good. Glad you let me explain myself.”

“ACTING AS IF I HAD A [Choice Is Yours].” He snickers.

“Please.” You snort. “Don’t act like you didn’t love the attention.”

You laugh as you watch a blush bloom across his face. He furrows his eyebrows and huffs, a cloud of steam rolling out of his mouth.

[zuffer-weird-girl]

Notice me.... talk to me.

Sometimes. You cursed your boyfriend's ego.

It just could be so incredibly difficult to just deal with him at some point...

No matter how exausted or just being proven wrong, Chisaki Kai stumped his foot down to just prove for those who doubted or even, with some sorta of courage, talked back to him how stupid and dumb they were. Because he was right. He knew what was best for him, whose he consider dear to his heart and even the world itself. It didn't matter if blood had to be sheed or people to get hurt. He got what he wanted as always would.

You weren't excluded from this harsh treatment either...

Kai and you rarely fight over something. The man absolutely hated arguments that included yelling or some sort of physical combat although it was necessary with some... imcopentent subbordinates of his.

Yet it didn't mean how cruel your boyfriend could be from only just using words. Especially when he had a problem on his bussiness with the Shie Hassaikai.

For your doom, today was one of those days...

"I'm sure if you just took a couple of hours even to just relax and forget about your goal for one minute you would be less tense." You tried to coach your boyfriend but he only glared at you like you were an arrogant child throwing a tantrum.

"And who are to demand things from me (Y/n)?" He spoke through gritted teeth, you could tell even if he was with a mask over his face.

"Im.. Im just trying to help." You murmured lowly, hurt evident on your features.

"Do I look like i need help from you? You cant even walk alone on a city without being glued to my arm on being guarded by the Shie Hassaikai workers." He spoke on a manner of fact tone before giving his back to you to walk back to his desk.

But you tried one less approach...

"Kai... please. I can't- I don't even recognise you anymore. Please just try to listen to me-" you tried to touch his shoulder only to gasp when his rough and covered hands grabbed onto your wrist harshly and roughly pinned you to the wall as he stared with a murder gaze down at you while tightening his grip on your wrist.

"I won't listen to you. And you know why?" He whispered with venom as he etightened even more his grip on you to the point where it actually started to hurt. "Because comparing me and to yourself dearest, you're just a clingly brat trying to distract me to your own enjoyment."

"K-Kai stop it It hu-" you whimpered and gasped in fear as he slammeed a fist on the side of your head.

"I wasn't done talking!" He roared in your face as tears started to form in your eyes " cant even listen and do something right now?!"

"Kai please-" you whimpered and your eyes widenes when you noticed his glove on the hand he was holding your pulsefading away.

His quirk.

He was about to use his quirk on you.

"Kai calm down-!" You cried and hives started to appear on his face.

"Now you want me to calm down after irritating me right you useless-"

"LET GO OF ME CHISAKI!" You screamed but at the shock of you using his surname and shouting... Chisaki did ended up using his quirk on you.

His eyes widened as you shouted and clench your bleeding handless arm. Shit... what had he done...?

He almost stuttered for you to calm down and when he tried to get close to you to fix you screamed again.

"NO! GET AWAY FROM ME! STAY BACK!" ignoring your pleas he grabbed onto your arm as you trashed and screamed on his grasp as his eyes burned and finally fixing what he had done... physically at least.

Just when your hand was back you pushed yourself away from and falling on the ground as you stared up at him with wide fearfull eyes...

He felt so ridiculous and angered with himself at the sign of the one who trupy loved him staring back at him not like a man, but as a horrific monster...

"A-Angel I-" he crouched down and extended a hand towards your direction but soon returning it when you flinched at the montion. "... I'm.. (Y/n).. I.. I truly didn't want it-"

"Y-Yeah.." you whimperex while carefully getting up and maintaning a dostance from him "But you did..."

"(Y/n) wait just listen to-!" He stopped walking towards you as you rushed to the exit of his office, using his door as a shield.

"Kai not now..." you muttered and slammed the door shut. Leaving with the weight of guilt enough to bury him on the ground.

It pained him to hear the hurried footsteps and sobs fadind away and knowing he was the cause of it.

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The day has been awful. He shoudl have listened to you and take a break... maybe then you would be by his side right now...

He walked like a deadman towards his room and sighed at the sign of the door closed before knocking. No one answered...

Allowing himself, he opened the door to spy that... you weren't there. Your pillow was the only thing missing and it let him with unknow pain on his chest as he closed the door.

He asked for Chrono and Mimic forbyour location ... but none of them opened their mouths. Those two were loyal to him but they also didn't want to see a quarrel in the night time. By the stain on Chrono's coat he could tell that you cried on him just minutes ago.

He frowned at the thought but couldn't just punish his friend for actually being a decent man... unlike him. After all, when was the last time he let you cry on his shoulder?

... when was the last time he actually gave you attention..?

He morned at his flaws before widening his eyes at seeing a covered lump on teh couch as his feet immediately dragged him.

He exhaled in relief at seing your sleeping face on there but immediately frowned at the sign of dried tears on it..

Crouching down by your side he frowned, carresing your cheek with his gloved thumb... but the mere touch was enough to rouse you from your sleep as you let out a scared yelp and scotted away... afraid of him.

That hurted more than that any punchs of miss treating he ever received on his life.

"I'm... Did I wake you?" He murmured before sitting on tge couch, legs spread as his arms rested on it.

You stared at him for a minute before averting your gaze from him to the floor as you hugged your legs closer to your chest.

"I... assume you're need some time still after what... happened." He frowned when you just blinked, a broken and saddened look on your (E/c)'s eyes as you carresed the wrist where he had injured.

"... I didn't wanted it. I never wanted this to happen." He admitted with a pain on his chest that it hurted even to talk... but your silence was killing him.

"Won't you say anything?" He looked at you with expectant eyes "Scream? Yell?... anything?"

You got up and faced away from him as he blinked.

"... I'm going to sleep in the guest's room."

"Sounds... fair." He sighed in despair as he watched you walk away and the distant sound of the door shutting.

Burring his face on his face he sighed. A headache coming along with the burn on his eyes.

What had he done..?

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He tried many aproachs for 2 weeks. And nothing seemed to be changing anytime soon.

You didn't looked at his face and only answered him with one or two words if he was lucky enough. He couldn't even eat in peace without noticing you just made your plate and leave, with some excuse of cleaning up later.

That wasn't the problem...

When he tried flowers or even your favorite food you just declined with a shook of your head and gave the flowers to some epderly woman whoose aold them.

Why wont you accept it?

He heard rumors of the Hassaikai workers that they thought that you only didn't break up with him for fear of your life... or even that he wouldn't mind killing you just to find another.

What did you and them thought of him to say those things?

Ah. Of course.

A monster.

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He aproached silently the living room where he found your reading. You soon casting him a glance before closing your novel and moving to get out.

"How long this will continue?" The words are harsh, but the tone of his voice was broken, pleading for you to just end this suffering.

You stopped right by his side, not spating him a glance as you furrowed your eyebrowss at the ground and clinging to your book.

"Will you leave?" He asked sorrowfully before you sighed.

"... if you ever lay a hand on me again. I will do worst than just leaving Chisaki." You spoke harsly and he actually felt fear with those words.

It was almost commical. Him, leader of the yakusa and with a dangerous quirk, fearing his quirkless girlfriend.

The day this happened conpleted one month....

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He saw your messages.

Family and friends of yours didn't know he was a yakusa. But it was explicit on various texts that the only advice they were given you about the relationship was leaving him.

His heart actually clenched at it. Trembling hand holding the cellphone as hot drops of tears fell from his eyes.

He did fucked up...

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The presents only increased. You felt good enough to eat again and even chattered more happipy around the precepts and with your therapist.

Everything was great... except for your current situation with your boyfriend.

You knew Kai had never the intention to use his quirk. Anger and exhaustion could inflect on someone's quirk and made them do mistakes they never meant to. But you were still avoiding him due to the trauma of having your hand literraly being overhauled and the hurtfull words he said.

That was the first time Chisaki took his anger out on you... yet you were still petulant about not giving any of your attention.

The only comfort you noticed he had was that you didn't flinched anymore when he moved or try it to get closer. Key word: try.

Of course you noticed he was deeply affected to it. To the point that even Rappa out of all people came to you to just ask to talk to him was alarming.

You were walking on the hallway before you made a confused sound at Chrono whoose whistle and mentioned with his fingers to make you come over where he was.

"What's the problem?" You asked and furrowed your eyebrows at seeing your suitcase on his other hand "why are you with my-?"

"Overhaul asked me to pick. He wanted to know if you would like to move." Your eyes widened at his words.

"Move? Is he kicking me out?"

"No." He shook his head before handling you a paper where it showed you all pictures of a luxury apartment "He just wants to know if you would be interested on living there instead."

"Huh..." you frowned at the paper before you lift your gaze at Chrono sighing and taking off his mask.

"He is tearing apart (Y/n)." You frowned.

"What do you mean?"

"Kai is conplicated. We all know. But I swear to you i never saw him like that. During this three months, he only worked at his bedroom. Didn't eat. Didn't clean... you see what I mean?"

You frowned even more... was he just as much hurting as you were?

"He is torn. Basically... it just activated a past trauma of his what he did."

"Past trauma? What the-" you stopped when he patted your shoulder.

"Not important. So? You want to or not?"

"... not entirely but just a few things." You mourned on your decision as he nodded,putting his mask back and going into Chisaki's office.

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"... i see. Take her there."

"Kai come on... you guys at least can talk to each other-"

"No Chronostasis." He froze at the broken tone of voice of hsi friend as he stared with a empty look at the window. "She deserves a place of her own. Living with me would only make her worst."

"What about you then?" He chuckled sadly before rolling his eyes to see Chrono.

"I am just simply living through what a monster deserve."

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(A/n):phew! Just came back with a amgsty scenario! Let me know if you guys want a second part of it! It just got way too big for one post.