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sorrowfulrosebud · 1 year
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Can I request Ibuki Mioda x reader where s/o gives Ibuki the silent treatment after Ibuki eats s/o favorite food they had been saving? (Fav food can be anything)
Content: Ibuki steals reader’s food and gets pouty
Genre: angsty? Idrk, it’s kinda fluffy
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“Babeeeeeeee! Answer meeeeeeeee!!” Ibuki whined noisily in your ear, pointy horn hairpiece poking you in the face.
You were currently sat pouting on your shared couch, the empty bag of your favourite takeaway sat hauntingly on your coffee table. It was going to be the highlight of your day, and now your ditz of a girlfriend had scoffed the lot.
“Babyyyyyyyyyy! (Y/NNNNNNNNN)! BABYYYYYYYY!” Ibuki continued whining in your ear as her pretty pink eyes pricked with tears.
“I already said I’m sorryyyyyyy, please don’t ignore meeeeee!” She was borderline sobbing into your neck from behind you on the couch as you stared unwaveringly ahead, arms folded and pouting.
With a huff, you stood up and walked into the kitchen to make yourself a glass of water. Ibuki nearly fell on the couch as you stood up before peeping at you with glassy eyes.
She promptly followed you into your kitchen and caged you into the sink with her arms. You denied looking into her puppy dog eyes, knowing that you would fold almost immediately. She doesn’t do stuff like that to hurt you, she’s just a bit ditzy is all!
“Babyyyyyy! Please stop ignoring meeeeee! I don’t like itttttttttt!” She wraps her slender arms around you to stop you from moving as you sigh into her hair.
“I was looking forward to that food, you know,” you huffed at her, eyes looking elsewhere. Ibuki looks up at you from your chest and a Cheshire Cat grin erupts.
“Haha! I knew you couldn’t resist my womanly charms! You fell for my ploy!” She cackled noisily as you rolled your eyes.
“Yes, yes, you got me. But I really was looking forward to that food,” you pouted again, emphasising the puppy dog eyes. Ibuki didn’t like that look one bit even though she knew you were joking.
“Fine, since my last gig absolutely fuckin’ rocked, I’ll pay for the food this time. What restaurant do you want?”
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elya-doodles · 28 days
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that-bitch-kat3 · 8 months
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Remus: I’m going to go undercover with the werewolves.
Sirius: like hell you are! You could die!
Remus: There are already so many people at risk! This could change things!
Sirius: No! We don’t barter lives.
Remus: One life. Mine. My life versus, what, hundreds? Thousands? Hell I know who I would chose. Don’t you?
Sirius: Yes. I know who I would choose.
Sirius: You. Every time.
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seishiroh · 1 year
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— it felt like the world / nagi seishiro x reader.
— hurt/comfort (i think). light angst (real). established relationship & break-up. timeskips. pro-player!nagi.
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when you were seventeen, figuring out that nagi seishiro didn't mind you at all felt like the world.
when you hand him your heart on a silver platter and his gaze is warm and he replies okay, (like you're meant to understand what okay even means) there's a brush of pink on his cheeks.
he takes your hand because you're walking home together, pauses, then speaks, "i don't know how to be a boyfriend though…"
your answer is a smile, like you're happy enough just to be with him.
"just be yourself, nagi." you say.
he can do that—be himself. it's easy and being with you is easy, too. being with you feels nice, even if he isn't quite sure how to describe it—that should be enough for now. thinking too much about it is too much of a hassle anyway.
it's enough for quite a long while, actually. up until he's inside the blue lock building and reo is persuading him to stay.
"this is lame, though. i'd rather go home to y/n," he says.
but ego jinpachi and reo knew exactly just what to say to keep him in blue lock. after that, you're stuck with occasional calls and a few texts.
even with this, even just a little bit, nagi starts feeling like he's a world away. it’s probably the puppy love of it all, that you want more of his time with you. you're reckless enough to let that thought slip through when you're talking to him. 
"what if you get eliminated, though?"
"hmm? s'not possible, reo won't let that happen…" and nagi sounds so sure of himself, all the time.
"you'll be gone for much longer, then?"
"i guess. training is such a pain. i just want to sleep and play games with you."
you laugh a little, silently, because he sounds so sleepy teetering the edge of knocking out.
"i wish they'd let you out, though. even just for a day… you feel so far away…" you trail off, the silence follows you, and you think he's finally asleep.
you wish him goodnight before hanging up, before the corners of your lips quiver into a frown.
it takes nagi two days.
two days after your last call, there's a knock on your door just as you finish watering choki.
when you open your front door and find your boyfriend standing there, phone blaring with the sound of his game, eyes trained to the screen—you can't help but hold your breath. there’s an echo of game over through the speakers of his phone before his grey eyes finally meet yours.
then, nagi smiles. he slips his phone inside his pocket, places his hand on top of your head, then leads you inside as if he owned the place.
but ah, well… with the love you had for him, you’d probably let him have all that was yours anyway.
all you get is a day with him, but it's enough for you to feel like your chest is expanding, like you're full of affection just for him. he seems different already from your time apart, but it's a good different and you're happy for him.
he's cuddled up against you and you feel like this is all you'll ever want—him. you've only been together for a few months and he seems rough around the edges, but you're starting to understand that nagi's love language is the way he's always touching you and pressing soft kisses against your skin like he's constantly telling you, silently letting you know, that he loves you.
but all you get is a day, then he's back in blue lock. the next time you see him is in the bleachers of their match against the JPN U-20 team and you're nothing short of captivated. it feels surreal to see him in the field like this, beaming with energy—he looks like he belongs with the stars, like he's exactly where he's meant to be.
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there’s no question about him going pro. he will. and even when he starts feeling like he’s worlds away again, you couldn’t possibly love him less.
until he had to leave you.
you're standing opposite from each other in your living room. you're upset because you don’t want him to go, he can tell, but he's unyielding.
"this is something i want, though," he tells you, just factually, like this is just something you had to accept without a fight.
it's funny, because you had a lot of fight in you, actually. but you wanted him so bad, loved him so much.
in the end, you could only pray that the long distance works.
at twenty-one, nagi leaves you to join a team in england. he leaves you with choki and a promise he'd come back, visit you when he can. but each day spent without him, your chest empties out the affection it had once been full of. it's slow because nagi actually loved you, you knew this. he called as much as he could, he'd tell you to watch him play through the television and once in a while, rare as it is, there's a bouquet of flowers at your front door.
love is enough except when he comes home to you briefly for your anniversary, nagi knows something is wrong. somehow, despite the warmth in your eyes and your happiness that he’s there, you’re privy to his touch.
like he’s completely unfamiliar to you.
it doesn’t stop him from proposing, it doesn’t stop you from saying yes. you keep thinking you don’t want him to slip from your fingertips but nagi knows you’re slipping from his. he moves in with you, you're hopeful again.
it wouldn't kill you if you couldn't hold his hand whenever you want. you think perhaps this is enough. it had to be.
it doesn’t stop him from flying back to england after. he still called as much as he could—but the time difference remains difficult, the press is ruthless with assumptions when nagi's partnered up with models in brand endorsements, and nagi hears less of you when he's too tired from his games. eventually, you stopped picking up every call because you'd rather be busy with your life than wonder what your lover was up to, miles away from you and knowing this wasn't enough.
you realise it when your heart is finally breaking, that you’re asking this over the phone instead of right in front of him.
“my parents have been asking, seishiro… when are we getting married?”
you've been engaged for over a year and no plans have been made—but it’s worse when you’re met with silence. the future blurs further, you’re not sure if you could do this alone anymore because this was his decision. when he said he’d come back, you probably should’ve asked how long he’d be gone from you.
“we can figure it out when the contract ends, planning a wedding's a pain anyway,” he mutters through the phone.
“but i want you home, sei.” and it’s the most honest you’ve ever been to him in the past two years.
“i can’t just leave, though,” he replies. you wonder if he'd ever thought the same two years ago, before he left you.
you wonder if it would be petty of you to ask if he ever thought he couldn't just leave you.
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he gets a vacation on the next year, just a year before his contract with manshine city ends. but you’re with him on the couch when he tells you he’s being offered a better contract in spain. that he wants to take it. you want to be happy for him, but the breaking of your heart is loud enough in your own ears. it’s so loud that the words slipping from your mouth are unfiltered and uttered without thought.
“what about us, sei? what about me?”
nagi frowns like he doesn’t understand what you mean.
“it's not like we're in a hurry to get married, y/n. we can just do it whenever.”
“would you leave me then, too?”
"it doesn't matter, we'd still be together." but you couldn't give him the answer he wants and the ring on your finger is starting to feel heavier.
your silence is all that he's met with and the uncertainty frustrates him. if he's honest, realising you might not want to be with him anymore hurts. so instead he asks again, "do we have to figure this out now?"
"you've been away from me for years, sei. when will you come home? or am i just not worth staying around for?"
he stands from the couch, phone in hand, "i dunno, maybe you're not."
he says it so nonchalantly. as if it wasn't enough to break you. you know he's about to walk out the door, leave again.
"i miss you, you know. i want to feel like you still love me… but you're so far away from me," you try while you're watching him shrug his hoodie on, reaching for his keys.
watching him leave.
"you've been saying this for years. you're just being a pain, y/n."
then he's out the door.
one week later and six years of your relationship with nagi runs down the drain.
you wonder what hurts more: letting him go or in another universe, being married to him while you're stuck apart from each other—because leaving you was easy.
your place is rid of nagi's things, it isn't much, he simply loads it up in the back of his car. for either of you, it's yet to sink in.
until you're slipping the diamond ring from your finger, standing in front of him.
"take care, nagi," you tell him with a tight smile, the ring falling into the palm of his hand and an ache settling heavy on his chest.
he hums, eyes trained on the ring he got for you. he says okay and then he's driving off. you're left to wonder where you go from here.
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nagi comes back to england early and news of your split is quick. 
a few months later, rumours of him taking an offer from a team in spain circulates and your heart hurts again because even if this is how you split up, you wish you could still hear his voice after he wins a game—telling you he's tired, telling you he wishes he could just go home to you.
but nagi doesn't know what to do with himself after every win anymore. when his teammates invite him for a celebratory drink, he comes only because he isn't sure he can handle the frustration of knowing he can't call you, or that you won't pick up even if he did.
he has a few months left with manshine before he could sign a new contract. the frustration never ends though; every moment slipping by him, the ring he keeps on a chain around his neck is a weight heavy with your absence.
he thought that this is what he wanted, that being far from you never really mattered, that it's okay if he couldn't feel you against him anymore, couldn't kiss you like he's telling you he loves you without the words.
he wonders if you felt like this the whole time he's been away for years.
it's a pain that he figures he never wants to feel anymore.
so when the year ends, nagi finds himself at your front door instead of spain.
your door opens and there you are, pretty as ever, eyes bright with a kind of carefree edge to them. but you're pretty, even with the shock painting your face that he'd usually tease you for.
it's all he could think of, that you're so pretty and so, so close to him again and there's so much he wants to say with no idea how to say them.
"nagi… what are you…?"
"i missed you," is the first thing he says. they're words enough to make your lips quiver and eyes sting. "and i'm sorry, i left thinking i'll be fine even if i loved you."
he speaks while he's trying to etch into memory the way you say his name again, so clearly, so softly. you miss him a lot too, you want him back without question, but you think you can't just take him back to let him leave again.
"but you're supposed to be in spain—" you mumble, confused. he's shaking his head before you could finish, a pout settled on his lips.
"i don't want to be there, though. i want to stay here with you, if you let me again..."
"i don't understand, what about soccer?"
"doesn't matter anymore, i could just join the japan u-20. they'll let me do that, right? but everything else is a pain if you're not there." he sounds so sure of himself, like he thought about it everyday since you were gone from him.
it's difficult to process because you've wanted this for so long, to finally have him back to you. it takes you so long that he gets nervous, because what if you don't want him anymore?
he shifts his gaze, suddenly flustered but all the more certain, "i love you, y/n. i'll prove it to you if i have to."
to be honest, nagi isn't sure what he would've done if you didn't want him anymore. perhaps he could've tried his best to win you back, even if it took him too much effort. he'd do it only because nothing truly makes him as happy as he is with you. nothing is that much troubling or that much boring as long as he had you.
it's just you he needs, really.
luckily for him, he doesn't really have to dwell on it—because your warmth engulfs him, your arms around his body.
and he says, finally, "i'm home, y/n."
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dark-night-hero · 5 months
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Imagine 300 years prior to the current happenings in Fontaine. The rain has been pouring non stop for days. Even in the deepest and coldest cell in the land of Fontaine, you can hear the wain pouring hard alongside a few thunderstorms here and there making almost all flinch and yet you remained calm and continue to humm an unfamiliar tune.
Imagine as you look outside the cell, the guard almost flinching, unable to look at your face. Nevertheless you smile, smile to yourself as you could hear a familiar footsteps coming from the distance. And there soon enough, a familiar face came from the distance causing you to stand up from your bed, a bed quite luxurious for a prisoner like you.
"The time has come? I suppose?" You asked, holding up your hand that was chained up, shackles connected to a mass of concrete to weight you down. Rather than answering you, you only heard the cell gate opening. So it did seems like the time has come. "It's quite pouring outside, hmm?" You spoke, never once did a smile left your face.
Imagine, as you step out of the cell. Your (eye color) iris finally met a pair of blue ones. And then he looked away. "I'll be taking this prison from here." "Yes Monsieur Neuvillette." The prison guard salute. And so the silent walk into the court has began. Just the two of you walking side by side, hands resting on front as you drag the heavyweight concrete connected to your shackle.
Imagine only the sound of the pouring rain could be heard as the silence seems to have somehow comforted the two of you. "Is it heavy?" He asked referring to shackles placed upon you. But perhaps he was talking about something else "No, not at all." And that goes for you too. "Can we... Can we-" "We have arrived." You spoke as you arrived at the door that leads to the end of the trial that has been going on for months now.
"As the chief justice, I shall now render (First name)(Last name)'s crime of murder of hundreds of Fontaine citizens that have been gone missing for the past few years, abuse of authority as the head of the Dutchy causing corruption and disorganisation on it. As a human to cause such disruption and harm within not only in the community but also within the country. You are... Guilty."
Imagine as his cane makes a loud banging noice on the floor, everyone flinched. Yet the calm smile never left you face as if you have seen it all coming, rather, your eyes were focused of the rather havier rain than you could imagine pouring outside the court, drowning the cheer of people inside. As the final verdict was passed on into the machine, Oratrice Mecanique, you just continue to stare outside, the rain seem no sign of stopping by as time passes.
"According to the judgment of Oratrice Mecanique D'analyse Cardinate, (First name)(Lastname) is... guilty, to be punished... via death sentence." Looking away from the scenery outside, you look up only to see him looking at you this time, never once looking away. Eyes seems to be saying something. How do you do this to me is what it seems to you. How could you made me to this to you?
As you stand in place where the punishment shall take place, it front of the crowd and in front of him as well as the Hydro Archon looking at you with an emotionless expression as you gave her a slight nod. Soon your part in the play would be over. "Any last words?" He asked. That made your smile twitch and your eyes once again look at the pouring rain ourside.
"I... I wish it would stop raining... It's quite a gloomy day for my execution, I wish it could be more of a bit sunny today but... It's okay... It's okay, the rain will stop somehow, right?" As soon as you said that, the sound of the rain stopped and everything went black as the look of pain and suffering was reflected in the eyes of your lover. Hydro Dragon, don't cry.
Imagine it was the one of the first unfair trials in the court with after almost a decaded later it was known that it was in fact not the work of the former leader of the Duchy that causes people to went missing as well as the corruption but other people. But the damage was already too late as the blood has been shed and the wrong person have died already.
Imagine little to they know, little does he know, it was part of the plan. And even if it means being one of the sacrifices to return the power that he once have. For his sake, for his sake then you shall do it. Even if it causes your life, it's worth it. Only for him and only him.
Imagine, even if years have gone by. He's still standing on that cliff, hoping and waiting one day. He'll see you again, this time. This time, he will never let you do such a thing. He will keep you safe and sound even if that means defying every since law in this land. So there he is, still standing on that clif, wishing one day, you'll be here again.
[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2023°
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oh-katsuki · 4 months
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i love putting characters through hurt and im thinking right now about the "one that got away" trope, particularly in the context of the katy perry song....
katsuki sitting alone in his kitchen. it's well lit, beautiful really. everything a successful pro-hero could ever hope to have, but he can't help but think about the person he'd originally intended to share it with.
all those years ago on his shitty couch in his shitty apartment, you tucked under his arm with a glass of shitty chardonnay that sloshes every time you laugh with your belly. fantasizing about having the type of open living room that would let you see into the kitchen. about an archway with crown-molding, peering into a warmly lit kitchen. no more renting. talking with you about the type of furniture you'd fill the space with. warm dark wood, an antique dining table, bookshelves and not needing to worry about just how much space they take up.
he can't help but think about how he'd decorated it the way you'd talked about. it was unconsciously done, of course and he only really notices it on late nights like these. when he's alone with a cup of steaming tea and takes a moment to remember where he is. katsuki can't help but feel that you'd like the way he decorated his house. like somehow, on some level, he'd done it for you.
of course, that was years ago. 10 maybe? yeah, 10 sounds right. it may be longer, but if it is, katsuki doesn't really want to think about it. just more wasted time.
he tries to be positive about it, about his good standing in life. fame, wealth, power even. he tries to be grateful for the blessings, for the job he loves, the home he finds beautiful, the friends who pulled him out when you left. katsuki tries to move on, to continue forward. but nights like these make the wound fresh. they cut him open a little bit.
it could have been really good, he thinks. if he'd been a little smarter or a little wiser. if he'd ponied up his courage to... be more. pride's a bitch though and it really only leaves you when what matters most already has. but it could have been good. this house could have been good. you could have sat with him, worried about him. he could have taken care of you.
there have been other people. katsuki has tried, he really has. but he's still a bit too stubborn. it only gets worse with age. everyone has a little bit of you in them. something that reminds him of the way things could have been. snippets of someone too far away to reach. yeah, they all have a little bit of you, but they're not you. that's where katuski thinks he's gone wrong.
he has people that never really leave him. that's just who he is. you're one of them, he supposes. in another life, you wouldn't be the one that got away. he'd look in the mirror at his premature gray hairs and instead of being alone, you'd come up next to him and tell him that you've always liked a silver fox. yeah, that sounds about right, like something you would say.
you're probably married now. katsuki can't really bring himself to check, doesn't really want to. no point in mulling it over, he thinks. his tea's getting cold.
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nixoon-again · 3 months
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11 yo sonic: [isn't big on physical affection]
some touch starved baby fox he picked up who discovered he's good at petting: im gonna end this man's entire career
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katsettee · 11 months
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filmbyjy · 1 year
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enhypen reaction to accidentally hitting their s/o's boob? btw i love your writings very much 👍👍❤️
a/n: aww thank you for loving my writings🫶🏻 but anyways! this is gonna be crack and i’m so sorry😵‍💫
WARNINGS: sex is mention but like no smut duh. it’s used in a more crack way.
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enhypen reacts to: accidentally hitting their s/o’s boobs
| LEE HEESEUNG
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I feel like there is two ways heeseung can react…
one: he is a dork
he is going to be soooo shy
like *smack* and he stays frozen in his seat
“uh hehe.” is all he manages to say
seriously he is so adorable :(
but like obviously he apologises like he hit the tiddies, it’s a pretty sensitive area you know
also blushes profusely bc baby shy shy
two: the shit head
smirks after hitting the boobs
like boy, I swear to god
he might just nonchalantly say, "it's mine to touch anyways."
BOY
EXCUSE YOU??
| PARK JONGSEONG
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definitely going to apologise
gentleman as fuck
*smack*
"oh sorry babe."
you can't even be mad at him :(
"it's alright, jongseong ^_^."
anything for you my king😍
i'm sorry, the jay biased is showing
okay but i do think at times though he hits your boobs accidentally, he may smirk
just a teeny tiny smirk
i'd say jay has a preference for boobs but he ain't picky. he likes ass too. too much?
he does like laying on your chest though. no matter the size of your boobs.
overall, he doesn’t think dirty at all. he just apologises.
| SIM JAEYUN
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overall, jake is a gentleman
like ignore the red flags he exhibits during concerts
he is truly a gentleman
so he is like heeseung a little
for one part, he will 100% apologise bc he feels bad
and besides it hurts
“oh, sorry babe.”
the other part however…
“soft tiddies.”
like? why?
I mean sure since you are his girlfriend, he technically can touch it. only if you are comfortable
but like?? it’s so random how he blurts it out after hitting it on accident
| PARK SUNGHOON
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being the dork he is
i’d say he’d act the same like jake
sure, he is shy
but that persona appears only if you just started dating him
*blushes* “I am so sorry, princess.”
see he is sweet
but oh lord, catch him 1 year later and you bet he doesn’t apologise for shit
“whoops.”
it’s all he says before continuing about his day
that is until he comments on it
“oh right, I hit your boobs. did it hurt? oh, it did? sorry. however, you did say during sex you liked to be roughly manhandled. I thought the pain would be over the top. I’ve done worse. you couldn’t walk the next d-”
bro what has that got to do with hitting your boobs😀
you just rolled your eyes and walked away from him bc boy what the hell
| KIM SUNOO
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he will apologise
i’m sorry if you were expecting something big
but this man is too sweet
he wouldn’t harm a single fly
okay maybe bugs he would harm but he wouldn’t harm you
he loves you so he isn’t just gonna fly pass that he hit your boobs
“OH MY GOD, IM SO SORRY. DOES IT HURT??”
okay maybe too worried
| YANG JUNGWON
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he will blush
he didn’t mean to hit it
like he was talking about his day while being pretty expressive with his gestures
and then…
*smack*
he looks at you with widened eyes, his cheeks turning red and shit
“sorry.”
then he looks away shyly
aww :(( he looked too cute that you just brushed the pain off
“no it’s okay, won. it was barely a hit, I didn’t feel anything.”
which was a lie bc goddamn it was a hard smack
but anything for jungwon🧎🏻‍♀️
| NISHIMURA RIKI
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since ni-ki is a child
he didn’t mean to smack it
he probably just was so into his game that he shoves you and accidentally hit your boobs
you of course groaned in pain
bc goddamn that was a hard shove
“ni-ki! YOU SMACKED MY BOOBS.”
stares at you. trying to think if he actually did
when realises he did it on accident, he blushes.
“sorry. I didn’t realise.”
he apologised which is great
until he does it again and you are definitely tackling him to the ground and play fighting him
“YOU HIT MY TITS AGAIN, NISHIMURA.”
“IT WASN’T ON PURPOSE, BABE. I WAS JUST SHOVING YOU SO YOU COULD LOSE!”
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happyk44 · 7 months
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thinking abt a version of hoo where nico puts almost as much effort into avoiding jason that he does with percy. idk maybe a different couple falls in hoh. or no one does or they find and save nico earlier on in the book, but either way nico flinches when jason gets close and recoils from percy and everyone is just like "hmm, maybe he doesn't like his cousins?"
but nah he recoils from percy because his crush was a flagrant nightmare for him down in tartarus and his comatose state, a constant laugh of percy coming to save everyone else but not nico because "he's not worth it". it's not percy's fault, nico isn't ashamed of who or how he loves but it's hard to see percy the same way without the torture and nightmares outlining his frame
and he flinches away from jason because he got to reexperience over and over again his mom's death, the deaths of his half-siblings at the hands of their fearful skyborn cousins. jason's soul is too similar to zeus', bright yellow and painfully loud. electrically charged around the edges. nico's skin ache as his body remembers the pain he felt, the burning, the seizure of his muscles, when his mother died. always so tapped into his family, so sensitive to the souls around him - it just ricocheted back at him.
he chokes on the ghostly taste of his own blood from nightmares when percy's around and burns from the phantom sense of electrocution when jason flits by. jason is kind and it feels like a trap. percy is concerned and it feels like a trap.
it's not. he knows it's not. but he has history and fear on his side. as soon as it's all over, he's headed for the underground. settling in deep like a corpse six feet under. they can't get him there.
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k-n0-x · 19 days
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Red flags but the flags are heart shaped~
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✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧🚩✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧
Okay we all know that Lucifer is the perfect man for me, but even the brightest stars have their dull moments.
Luci has these moments where he’s really clingy where it’s almost possessive? and sticks to your side like a cleaver, which usually you don’t mind, but it gets annoying when he whines whenever you have to do the most mundane tasks.
Gets jealous waaaaay too easily. If you give positive attention to any other Hell resident bar Charlie ofc, it sends him into a fit of silent rage, some of which you notice, and confront him about it.
This leads to the next red flag. He clams up and defends himself, using excuses like “He doesn’t wanna lose you” (Which is valid, given his backstory) but sometimes he doesn’t just admit he’s wrong, and communicate that in an appropriate way. Though, he tries to improve, without telling you as such.
Speaking of communication, he struggles to open up about his problems and what he sees; 9 times out of 10, you have to coax it out of him.
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cluescorner · 10 months
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Little Bits I got from the hangout (Spoilers for Kaeya’s Hangout)
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Things in parentheses are my own thoughts rather than canon stuff. 
- Kaeya is a very kind person at his core. Both to those he loves and total strangers. 
- So many people love Kaeya. From the staff at the Winery to the KoF to the citizenry of Mond to mild acquaintances to total strangers, Kaeya is truly loved by those around him. 
- The KoF are all co-parenting Klee together, though they disagree a bit on exactly HOW to parent her. 
- Kaeya is a great schemer but he TERRIBLE at coming up with fake names (Albert Rich...really?)
- Kaeya was a very shy child while Diluc was rambunctious. Diluc would get them into trouble and Kaeya would go along with whatever Diluc wanted. (I hope that we get a bit more of their dynamic when they were younger explored and that we see more of what Diluc did to be a good brother to Kaeya)
- The entire winery loves Kaeya. Not just Adelinde, not just Adelinde and Elzer. Everyone. They watched him grow up into the man he is today and they consider him a member of the family. 
- Adelinde has covered for Diluc and Kaeya’s antics in the past. (probably why she’s so adept at covering for Diluc’s darknight hero stuff.)
- Tunner knew that something bothered young Kaeya, that there was some sort of deep-rooted issue that it’s implied Kaeya never talked to them about. (If Tunner knew, it is very likely that others at the Winery knew that this kid had TRAUMA. My guess is that at some point somebody brought it up to Crepus, who had noticed something similar, and he then asked Kaeya about it. Whether Kaeya confessed at that point...IDK)
- Klee is the cutest thing to ever exist and she loves Kaeya so much (that is not opinion, it is fact). 
- Kaeya sometimes forgets which lie he has told to a person before and uses it twice. Diluc WILL call him out on this, before inevitably capitulating to whatever Kaeya asks. (Standard older sibling behavior, you put up a fuss but ultimately you will do literally anything to make them happy. It’s why I think Diluc is the older of the two, even if Kaeya also has many older sibling traits). 
- Kaeya got sick fairly often as a child, but has grown up to be healthier. Adelinde took good care of him whenever that happened. (Chronically ill Kaeya truthers rise up! Also, he was probably sickly because of a few factors: not having the immune system for Mond’s diseases, probably living in the Abyss, probably having malnutrition, he was abandoned in the MIDDLE OF A STORM, and because winters in Mond are harsh).
- Adelinde knows exactly how Kaeya likes his food.
- Adelinde cares a lot about how maids are supposed to behave, but only on the surface level. If Kaeya can word something correctly, she’ll happily capitulate. 
- Kaeya knows a lot about the winery business. (Supports my personal headcanon that Kaeya was supposed to take over the Winery’s business after Crepus’s death, but then the fight happened). 
- Kaeya loves to act and would consider doing it full-time. He is also apparently very good at it (wow shocker. Boy who was raised as a child-spy and is constantly lying is good at acting.)
- While onstage, Kaeya is allergic to subtlety. (I love this. 10/10, throw off the shackles of destiny and toss a prop into the audience). 
- Kaeya doesn’t like to bask in the glory of the good things he does, sneaking out just as songwriting preparations are getting good (Kaeya is also fairly shy at his core, but the persona he’s formed won’t allow for that). 
- Kaeya is known to be thoughtful and is a good gift-giver. 
- Venti wholeheartedly accepts Kaeya as a child of Mondstadt, considers him a friend, and wants to see him throw off the shackles fate placed upon him. (I actually liked Venti a lot this hangout. We get to see him be silly but also wise, understand how he feels about the whole ‘worshipping Barbatos’ thing, and watch him encourage the creativity of others. Plus, imo this hangout basically confirms that Venti 100% knows about Kaeya’s predicament and more than anything wants to see that Kaeya is happy and cared for in Mondstadt). 
- (Kaeya at least suspects that Venti is Barbatos. The way the english VA acted things was a little too pointed to seem like genuine lack of knowledge about Venti’s identity.)
- Barbara cares about family the most, to the point that she will suggest that over even the worship of Barbatos himself (this is unsurprising, but also very sad considering how rarely she and Jean get to interact as sisters). 
- Diona will sing hymns about fish-related foods and Venti 100% supports singing about that over Barbatos (also unsurprising). 
- Diluc CAN AND WILL kill anyone who harasses his staff (somebody please draw fanart of Diluc fucking bumrushing poor Captain Wu to defend the maids, the image is simultaneously sweet and HILARIOUS). 
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cherubshert · 5 months
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Rouge
Eunseok X fem reader
Genre: angst
Warning: arranged marriage, two ppl who r in love not being able to be together, I'm pretending to be a good writer and failing lol, kind of a period piece , maybe some errors in grammar. idk how to do layouts oh my goshgg.
a/n: Lowkey kinda vague, but i had so many ideas for this, but it came to mind when i was going to bed so...
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"beautiful night isn't it." you turn, clutching your gloves tighter. "eunseok..." he makes his way over to where you stood, a distinct smile plastered on his face, his skin flushed from the cold of the snow.
"you look so wonderful tonight, like a beautiful bride." his hands reach out for yours, his fingers rubbing your knuckles. it's a bit comforting, a comforting reminder of something you could have but is being torn away from you. "lord park is a good man, loyal, well mannered, wealthy." he dragged on, his voice light.
"so, i've heard." its peaceful. the way his finger grazed over the ring on your finger, the way his hand made its way up your sleeve till it settled on your cheek. "He'll treat you right." his finger presses again your lip.
rouge stained his finger when he pulled away, pressing it to his lips with a dazed smirk. a cold wind flows past, as your eyes meet. the next second is a blur, one last kiss is shared under the moon.
your name is called out, worry laced in wonbin's voice as he searched through the maze like garden for you. and with out a glance you are gone. leaving him standing in the midst of beautifully dull flowers, with a rouge stain in his heart.
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kalikoking · 2 months
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bro, you dont understand bro,,
the people on twitter talking about "of course yuno sees ocean dumping as a casual thing, because he's been ocean dumped by friends before, it's his way of coping" and like, that's great! that's some excellent insight! and i would like to raise you: !
yuno does not use ocean dumping to send a message. when dundee shot him in the mines, it was to teach him a lesson. when cg ocean dumped him, it was to make sure he knew they wouldnt take no for an answer, not even from him. no, yuno doesnt do that. yuno uses ocean dumping to help his friends forget. he wanted to help eli forget the pain of being betrayed and dumped. he wanted to use it to help his parents forget and overcome their struggles.
yuno doesnt ocean dump people because he's used to it himself or because he's coping by ignoring the gravity of it. he ocean dumps his friends because somewhere in his brain, he knows he'd rather forget too. he'd rather curtis had left him further out and he'd washed up on the shore, none the wiser that his friends tried to kill him. he'd rather dundee hadn't immediately called ems so he wouldn't remember his closest friend and mentor shooting him and leaving him in the dark.
and ooc, i know sykkuno seems to really just go with the flow and do things for content most of the time, and he does, but as someone who's watched him for years, i can see him digging out these old incidents and using them in 4.0 yuno's character. it's not an accident that yuno evolved from pacifism to ocean dumping just after he started opening up to some people about these old memories of his friends threatening him or leaving him for dead
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fevertowrite · 2 years
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rottmnt spoilers underneath (mostly screenshots)
Raph shielding Donnie due to his softshell
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Donnie shielding Mikey despite being a softshell
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itsamenickname · 1 year
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Do you know what I think the internet needs?
More protective/jealous Luigi.
Now don't get me wrong, I love the wholesome idea of Bowser being protective over Luigi (or getting jealous if someone jokingly messes and/or flirts with Luigi), but wouldn’t it also be both funny and kind of adorable if Luigi's the more protective/jealous one between him and his 7-foot tall dragon-turtle boyfriend?
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