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veraghost · 2 years
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𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮... ❤️‍🔥 - kenma kozume
f!reader x pro gamer!kenma
a/n: i finally got an idea for a fic, hope you enjoy this as much as i did writing it! also happy valorant championship!
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warning(s): nsfw content, explicit smut, over the phone sex, overthinking, believing he’s cheating, the word “panties”, established relationship, all characters are aged up, mentions on marriage, engaged kenma
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Dating a professional gamer had always been a little difficult for you, but it was all worth it in the end. When Kozume had proposed to you when you had been travelling Europe for the World Championships of a game he played, right before he won the final match, you decided then and there that ultimately everything would be worth it. But now, when you’re alone in the apartment he pays for, watching him play through a screen, cheering him on from the comfort of your room, you can’t help but miss him - a lot.
The apartment was quiet, more than normal. You can’t hear Kenma’s PC running or the gunshots from his game as you prepare dinner. The shower only running when your in it, no jingles from his monitor from people donating money, just silence and the sound of the air conditioning running. You can’t even call him, he’s busy practicing for yet another Championship, and you feel alone. 
Usually he’s not away for this long, taking a weekend or a bit more before you can wrap yourself in his arms again, but it’s almost been a week, with little “good morning’s” and “goodnights” keeping you from overthinking. He says its because there’s “a lot more competition this year” and that the “stakes are higher” and you believe him, you really do. But there’s a voice in your head telling you otherwise. You’ve tried to block it out, but tonight it get’s the better of you. 
Pacing your room, trying to calm yourself down from overthinking, from doubting your loving fiancé, you’re taking deep breathes, calming your nerves and remembering all the happy memories you’ve had together. Taking a final deep breathe, you’ve finally calmed yourself down enough to realize your phone is ringing. Running to pick it up, not even bothering to see who it is, and when you hear his voice on the other side you almost melt.
“Ken! I miss you so much! How’s the tournament going?” You ask him excitedly, this is the first time since he left that you heard his voice, thankful he’s decided to call. “Hi baby, the tournament’s going well, we’re the favourite to win this year and hopefully the polls are right. But listen, I think the team and I are gonna be here for awhile,” he starts, and you can feel your heart drop.
“Maybe about a week more, I know it’s a long time but the matches are long and the team and I are really trying our hardest to get home soon but it’s not looking too great, I’m so sorry.” He explains, and he almost sounds like he’s gonna... cry? All the thought’s you’ve been trying to hold back, comes rushing in, and before you can even think, before you can remind yourself that this is Kozume you’re talking about - your boyfriend since third year, that you dated all throughout university, that has never even looked at another girl let alone been interested in one. “Did you find someone else in Turkey?” You blurt out, and you can’t even say anything after, too embarrassed because you thought something like that.
“Baby, what?” He asks, he doesn’t even sound mad, it sounds almost like  disappointment. “Listen to me, I am in love with you - for Gods sake we’re engaged -  I haven’t even looked at another girl the way I look at you let alone thought of one. I’m gonna send you a link, I want you to open it, and before you say anything I need to explain everything to you.” When the text pops up you open the link right away. 
“𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒”
“This is the website for the Championship, if you ever and I mean - ever - doubt anything about what I’m doing here, check this website. It’ll tell you the games for the day and how long they should last, what teams are going home and when, and any other details you would possibly need.” He explains, and you see his team name with another four games within the next few days, seeing he’s going up against the best of the best.
Friday, September 2nd
11am - Bounce VS FNT
2pm - Bounce VS PRX
5pm - Bouce VS DRX
Saturday September 3rd
9am - Bounce VS TBD
All of his games are right there, and you expect to
“Ken, I’m so sorry, I don’t know what I was thinking and-” “Shhh, it’s okay I get it, I haven’t really talked to you this whole week and I’m sure you’ve missed me because I miss you, so much,” he interrupts you, and you’re glad for it, one thing Ken has taught you is to never feel bad for feeling emotions, and never blame yourself for feeling them. “How can I make it up to you?” He asks, and you honestly don’t know, he’s ten hours away, you don’t even know how he’s awake that early.
“You know, it’s been awhile since we’ve done anything, yknow, sexual.” He brings up, and you audible laugh at it, is this really his way to get you to have phone sex?
“Ken, are you really horny right now? I just talked about how I thought you were cheating and all of a sudden you wanna jerk off?” You laugh, and he chuckles a little too at how ridiculous it sounds. “No no, not like that. I know you’re probably sitting in our bedroom, one of my shirts on because you always do that when I’m away, probably little panties on - if any. No bra on either, because you’re home alone and have no need for one,” and he keeps rambling on, and soon enough those panties are discarded, lying somewhere on the floor. 
Your eyes are shut, and you listen to every move your fiancé tells you to do, letting him control your body from a distance, and you hear the way his voice shudders when he tells you he can hear how wet you are, the little squelching noises being the only other sound in the room other than your moans and his voice. 
“Feel good?” He mumbles into the phone, getting off on your little pants and moans of his name, telling him how you wish it was his cock fucking into him, begging him to let you cum. He loves it - he loves you - and can’t wait to be home, and god does he miss you. 
“So good, so so good Kennie, I wanna cum, can I cum? Please I’ve been good, and when you get home I’ll be even better, make you feel so good.” You ramble on, resisting the urge to speed up even more, to chase the orgasm you want so desperately. 
“Go ahead and cum darling, I’m right here, go a little faster for me yeah? Reach that little spot only I can hit for me,” He urges you on, and he speeds up too, wanting to feel the high with you, and you do, you cum hard on your fingers. “Don’t stop.” He tells you, practically commands you, and your body can’t help but listen, your fingers don’t even slow down, throwing you into overstimulation. 
You cum a second time, and a third, all with Kozume’s help. “I miss you Ken, so much.” You say for the second time that night. You’ve both cleaned up, your in one of his Kodzuken hoodies - one that’s much too big for you, but you love them, no panties on, and just snuggle into the covers, getting warm.
“I miss you too baby, hold on just a little longer, I’ll be home before you know it okay? Win the entire thing for my future wife.” He tells you, and with the tone in his voice you know he’s not lying, being completely truthful for you. 
You spend the next hours talking, catching up on a weeks worth of news, and you think this is longest Kenma has spent on the phone - even with you - he hates phone calls, always opting to text since it’s much more reliable. When he falls asleep on the phone with you, you can’t help but stay on call all night, not having the heart to hang up on him, wanting to spend as much with him as possible.
When he comes back a few days later, much earlier than expected, you watch his highlight reels on YouTube with him, amazed that he’s this good at a game. When you check Twitter later that night you smile a little to yourself, and you can’t help but feel overwhelmed with happiness.
“𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 - 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐖𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊”
𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐌𝐕𝐏 𝐊𝐎𝐃𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐄𝐍 - “The team dedicated this to my lovely fiancée who has not only supported me during this long road to Championships twice, but also the entire team. I love you, and I can’t wait to see what our future holds.”
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luvlybunii · 11 months
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୨♡୧ SweetStelic —
a lexic gender connected to the word [ sweet ] and anything similar such as [ sweets , sweetie , sweetheart ]
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coined by me 💤♡
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veraghost · 2 years
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Hi lex!! I love the way you write for tsukishima! He’s literally my fav! But anyways you can ignore this if this ask is to much of a touchy subject! (Tw: SA) do u think tsukki would look at his gf differently if she told him that she way sexually assaulted in her past relationship?
hi anon!! i didn't get why people liked tsukki so much until season 3 and now he lives in my head rent free! here's my thoughts on ur little brainrot
TW: sensitive topics ahead, please don't read if you're uncomfortable
TW: talk of sexual assault (SA)
→ you wouldn't tell tsukki about it until you realized things were getting a little heated and you completely shut down.
→ and he'd notice right away, putting all of his focus on you, letting you talk and not interrupting you once
→ and when you finally finish it off with a little "so that sucked" or "that's that" to try and lighten the mood, he brings you into his arms and almost cries - CRIES I TELL YOU
→ since that day he hasn't looked at you the same - knowing he's dating someone so incredibly strong, knowing that you can walk around with your head up high without feeling inferior
→ being able to love him with everything in your heart after someone took a part of you, knowing that you are unafraid to love someone even after everything, he cant help but feel... proud of you
→ now when you go out with LITERALLY ANYONE he introduces you like they don't know who you are, showing you off like a priceless jewel, treating you with so so so so so much respect and admiration
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veraghost · 2 years
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if you are still taking requests for the serie of prompts please could I have asahi azumane + 9, 12 and 19. thank you so much.
hiiii!! sorry it took me so long to get to your request, but here i am! here u go! i really hope you enjoy, this kind of took me out of a writing block.
cw: fluff, angst in #9, all characters are aged up / of age, suggestive themes, kissing, pining, mentions of cheating (on reader), no established relationship, pouty reader
send in an ask! read my rules!
asahi azumane - somebody to use
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9: best friend that's there for you
god knows why you were at asahi's house at 3am, but with what state you were in - teary eyes, dark under eyes, hair disheveled - he didn't bother asking, just silently opening his apartment door and letting you slide into his house, making yourself comfortable.
about a half hour later, you're curled up on his couch, staring off into space, and he knows something bad has happened, but he's not going to push you at all, you've known him since first year, and now that you're both in college, he knows you'll tell him when you're ready.
"wanna go take a shower?" he whispers quietly, and when you nod, he's quick to get up and start the shower, making the perfect temperature, and while you're showering, he gets a towel and puts it in the dryer so it's warm when you get out, and gets his comfiest clothes for you to wear when you're dry.
and your thankful, even though you haven't uttered a single word to him the entire time, not even bothering to talk to yourself in the shower to try and think things through. and when you get out of the shower, you've composed yourself enough to tell him.
"he cheated on me," you say simply when you walk into his room, standing in the doorway. "he did what?" he responds back, and you can feel the anger radiating off of him, and you can't blame him, asahi's been protective over you for the longest time.
"no asahi, don't go see him, please." you beg him, pleading eyes and a pout on your face. "it's nearly four in the morning, we can leave it for now, just let me sleep with you tonight, please," you ask him, and reluctantly he agrees, pulling you into his arms, and you're thankful he will always be there for you.
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12: a leap of faith
becoming karasuno's manager was something you never thought you'd take on. although you were close with a lot of the first years on the team, you weren't really planning on becoming their manager. thankfully, asahi had made it clear that if it ever became too much, him and the third years were always willing to put in a helping hand when they could.
now, almost a month before the spring tournament, you are getting a bit overwhelmed, but refuse to ask for help, the boys were already so busy with training and homework that you couldn't even think of putting more on their shoulders. although your thankful for asahi's kindness, you wish it was more than that, more than just him being a nice person, but alas it isn't.
thats what you think at least - asahi on the other hand, he's a different story. he's been crushing on you since kiyoko first introduced you to each other, and hasn't found another person as ethereal as you, unable to get over you since that day.
and now as you clean up the gym after practice, everyone gone home but the two of you, he decided today's the day that he's finally going to try something new, regardless if it backfires in his face.
"y/n, can you come here for a second, i need help getting something from the storage room!" he calls out to you, silently praying you don't take longer than you need to. and when you show up a couple seconds later, he's thankful his confidence is still in his body. taking a deep breath in, he grabs your face and just looks at you for confirmation.
when you smile at him and give a quick nod before his lips attach to yours, you're thankful that you decided to manage the team - that you were able to meet him. "you don't know how long i've thought about doing that."
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19: “shh, just kiss me for a little”
sundays at asahi's house are the best. while he's drawing new designs and asking you for ideas, you can't help but fall in love with him all over again. he seems so into what he's currently brainstorming that he doesn't even notice you rummaging through his closet to find something comfier to wear, changing out of your clothes to swap them for some of his.
even when you lie back down onto his bed he doesn't notice anything. flicking on the tv in his room, you decide to watch whatever comes on, ready to immerse yourself in something until asahi comes back to the realm of the living and out of his rabbit hole of fashion. he's mumbling to himself about ideas, occasionally asking for your input, and after awhile even the tv show get's boring after awhile.
crawling into his lap, he gives you a quick look before focusing back on his sketchbook, still talking to himself - lost in another realm. lifting his chin up so his eyes can meet yours, you give him a smile before leaning down to sprinkle kisses along his back and collarbones.
"baby i-," he starts, and you lift a single finger to his lips, effectively shushing him for a moment.
"shh, just kiss me for a little, yeah?" you ask, and how could he refuse?
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veraghost · 2 years
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𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠~ 𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐚
𝐟!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐧 + 𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫!𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐚
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.2k 𝐚/𝐧: tehe its hereeeee!! i somehow wrote this in one night after like 2 weeks of preparation and brainstorming. this has been made for @tobiote ‘s “𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚊” event!! this is purely fluff and my little safe corner of the world! have fun <3
ps: @nanamoonie​ ur lovely tag !!
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You don’t know how you ended up in this situation, miles away from home in a tourbus with your best friend Arem. Well you do, it was just so unpredictable that you can’t fathom it, your entire life the last few weeks has felt unrealistic, a blur of texts and flurries of bright lights. Everything started a few months ago when Arem found a new popular band, something you knew would slowly become an obsession of theirs for awhile. 
After that night, everything happened so suddenly. A drunken text sent to the lead singer - Semi Eita - had lead you into something out of a fairytale. Free tickets to any show you could make it to,  backstage passes for before and after shows, and early soundcheck admission, along with a few other perks you can’t speak about. When you had told Arem, she practically forces you to text Semi again, asking him if you could just like with him on the tour bus because your best friend had been so obsessed with them. He reluctantly agreed. 
He doesn’t really know why he was attracted to you in the first place, but something about your Instagram profile, something about your seemingly uncaring way of life enticed him to respond back to you - obviously unhinged - dm to him. When you had been more interesting than you were when you were drunk was when he was hooked, waiting on your every word that could make him more curious about you. Now here you are, in the tourbus with him and his bandmates on your way to the East coast of America, finishing up his North American tour. 
He’s surprised you haven’t caught onto his secret - that although you’ve been together for weeks - he hasn’t actually uttered a single word to you the entire time. Theres obviously a reason why, a lingering curse that the Gods had given him years ago, forcing him to never speak to someone he’s truly interested in. The worst part was that explaining it had no purpose if it wasn’t a specific person. The Sirens Curse had been God given, but something that must’ve originated from the depths of hell. Unable to speak to anyone unless another Siren or they’re one true love, hypnotizing through song and beautiful porcelain skin. The curse had its benefits, it brought him and his bandmates fame and wealth, but with that, they had all been cursed with loneliness, searching for their soulmate for eternity. 
Now he sits in his bed adjacent from yours, wishing he could climb in there and wrap you in his arms, uttering compliments and sweet nothings into your ears, letting you fall freely into his love, and so much more than that, but his kiss is deadly, even to the most lovely of people. “Semi, we need to make sure you look presentable for when the bus arrives, there will most likely be press and paparazzi there, wanting to get a few pictures and words from you, please be ready in an hour.” His manager tells him before closing the curtain that separates the beds and the rest of the bus. 
Getting woken from your sleep, you quickly flatten your hair before climbing from the top bunk and offering Semi a hand, convincing him to get ready, even offering your company while he does his makeup and hair. Grabbing your hand, he gives you a small smile and a nod before you both make it to the bathroom. 
“Semi, do you want some help with that? You’ve been trying to do your eyeliner for awhile now, I can help if it makes things easier.” You offer, grabbing the eyeliner pen with delicate hands before helping him draw a small black wing on his eye, making sure both eyes are parallel before putting the cap back on and taking your original place on the counter. The rest of the evening goes like this, small glances and helping each other out silently before you and Semi part ways - not wanting anything getting out about you and Arem touring with them.
The show goes amazing, as usual. Teenage girls screaming the second his voice enters the microphone - the entire crowd hanging off his every lyric, singing along without a thought in their eyes. You’ve always found it crazy how his fans become so quickly attentive to him, almost like he puts his crowd under a spell. Originally, you thought it was just the first set of shows, the ones who had been around forever and watched the boys grow into a mainstream band, but as you kept watching the shows, you’ve noticed its everyone even the boyfriends that come for their girlfriends and the fathers that come for their daughters, become lost in his songs. 
Weeks continue to pass, and you can’t remember when all the pieces finally clicked but they did, and you constantly belittles yourself for not noticing it sooner. How the crowd was infatuated with Semi, how he spent so much time near bodies of water - seemingly calmer around the Ocean, how he wouldn’t talk to anyone around you, so many things that could only point to one thing - Siren. 
Walking into Semi’s hotel room using the key he slid under your door last night, you let yourself in and when he’s sitting in his bed, you both know what this conversation will be about. Thankfully, the awkwardness is spared when a voice in your head reminds you that the tour has ended - as of last night -  and after this you’ll probably never see each other again, simply figments of each others memories. He motions you to sit down, even being nice enough to scoot back further to give you room. 
“Semi, I don’t know how this is humanly possible let alone happens in our world, but I just want to try and understand everything, it’s been keeping me up for days and I just need you to help me wrap my head around everything.” You start. If you’re being completely honest with yourself, you don’t even know how you could be considered sane to any normal person - you’re sitting in a rockstars room, ready to confront him about being a mythological creature - but here you are. 
“I don’t even know how I can rationalize my thinking, let alone come to terms with it, but here I am. I’ve been quite confused about something regarding the ‘Sirens Curse’ that I am quite sure that you have, but it says online that you hypnotize everyone who hears your voice, yet here I am being completely unaffected, even when Arem and I watch you live from behind the curtain,” you continue, and he loves watching you put all the pieces as you watch his face for any reaction. “Arem get’s enamored whenever you sing, so why am I the only one who doesn’t?” You ask him. Watching him for a response, he opens his mouth before shutting it again, repeating the same action a couple times.
“I think we’re soul tied.” He says simply, waiting a few beats to make sure he hasn’t done something deadly. While you try and connect that to everything else, he stops you from overthinking everything and quickly explains. “When the Ocean takes you has her own, she finds a human to connect your soul to, making them soul tied - soulmates if you will. When a Siren finds their tie, they can be freed from having to serve the Ocean if they wish, only if both parties truly find a loving connection. The reason why you haven’t been affected is because part of my soul has been tangled into yours, and vice versa.” When he finishes, it takes you a few moments before you lunge at him, wrapping his body into a tight hug, and he swears he feels human again - something he hasn’t felt in almost twenty years. 
The rest of your night is filled with things only dreams could create, tender kisses, loving words and intimate touches, making a fire erupt in your stomach. You knew the initial lust you felt towards Semi wasn’t something normal, something people only found once in a lifetime, but you never thought it was something quite like this. When Semi was explaining the Ocean’s version of ‘Soulmates’ you never expected it to be written in your souls, engraved into fate like something woven by the Gods themselves. When you fall asleep in Semi’s arms, you feel at home. 
When you awake with your lovers arms around you, everything feels, different. You can’t place this new feeling, but it’s like you’re younger, renewed almost. Semi awakes not too long after you, pulling you closer to his chest before feeling the new sensation as well. “Love, I think I may be human again. Or somehow She has visited us and made things official between our connection.” He whispers against your skin, placing feather light kisses along your shoulders. When you feel a presence in the room - albeit an invisible one - his suspicions are correct when you hear a soothing voice in your ears. 
Semi Eita, my servant for over twenty years, I see you have found the human I have entangled your soul with. I am here in spirit to offer you a choice which can alter both yours and your lovers forever. She begins, letting both of you slowly wake up before continuing her speech. 
Your choices are as follows, you can either return to the mortal world as a human, staying your age of twenty-three, or, you and your lover can live with the rest of us in peace, never having to commit a crime as long as you are willing to serve me in times of need. Of course, there are conditions with both of these options. If you choose to become mortal once again, you will forget all your memories of being a Siren, only remembering the times you’ve had outside of sea. If your lover chooses to become a siren, you will both be immortal until your mortal lives would be up, and time would take its course. You have until midnight tonight to make your decision.
After that, She leaves, leaving you and Semi to make up your minds. A few moments pass, and you have both secretly made your minds up, letting yourselves get ready in peaceful silence. You quickly run the situation by Arem, learning that her and the bands drummer - Mattsun as everyone calls him - are also soul ties, and that they were also visited by the Ocean. After lunch is spent figuring out everything about Semi and Mattsun’s lifestyle, you all make your way to the airport and arrive back home. By dinnertime, you’ve both spoken about the conditions of your unanimous decision, deciding to keep your relationship as safe as possible from anyone that could get in the way of it. 
Midnight rolls around, and as if She had been waiting for this moment, counting down the seconds before she can make her way into Semi’s living space. You both exchange pleasantries, having a nice conversation before the conversation of fate gets brought up. 
Semi, have you and your Soul Tie decided on your futures? She asks you simply, not wanting to make this interaction more stressful than it should be. You look at each other hesitantly, making sure that the agreement has stayed intact even after the Ocean’s arrival. 
“Y/N wishes to become one of us, on some terms,” Semi tells Her, and the air in the room feels thinner - almost like she is thankful that she hasn’t lost Semi to you, or thankful that she’s gaining yet another subject. Semi lays out the ground rules for your lifetime as a Siren, making it clear that you will never get any blood on your hands unless it is to avenge him. After everything is set, Semi drives you to the nearby beach, and everything that you’ve ever known has been changed - a life altering experience happening in your heart, in your soul.
Within minutes you regain consciousness, and you can feel your body has gone through some changes. Your heart beats slower, breath coming out shallower than normal, almost like you don’t need anything relatively human to survive. Semi takes your hans before stepping into the ocean. The water isn’t even cold - even when it’s almost 2am and it should be freezing. When you keep walking, you slowly turn to a swim, and your legs morph into a tail, allowing yourself to swim faster and deeper than you used to. You don’t need to breathe underwater either, being able to speak and breathe freely. 
Semi leads you through the dark water, somewhere deep and secret, something normal people don’t know about, something practically impossible to see. When you arrive in the city of Sirenà, you are greeted by water lanterns and beautiful Sirens, tails made of different colours and shapes and sizes, and you are marvelling at everything your eyes can reach. 
Reaching the Oceans Palace, she meets you at the front door, taking you both into an embrace and a smile graces your lips. Although everything happened so quickly, a fairytale emerging from the depths of your life and showing itself as an unpredictable force, you couldn’t be happier, silently thanking your drunken self months ago for allowing yourself to have happiness that you’ve been praying for since you were a child. 
When you see Arem and Mattsun behind you, you embrace the two in a hug along with the Queen, ready to start this new chapter with your best friend and your soulmate be your side, prepared for anything that life throws at you.
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veraghost · 2 years
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𝔣𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲 - 𝔰𝔲𝔫𝔞 𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔬𝔲
𝔞𝔲𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔯𝔰 𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔢: this is for @meloomi and her four season collab! i had a really hard time writing this but autumn is the prettiest season so i needed to write something. this is purely fluff, i wanted it to be something my suna babies could come back to <3
𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱: 1.2k
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“October 31st” the calendar read, the day you’ve been waiting for since the trees starting turning shades of orange and red, since the air got just a little cooler.  It’s Suna’s favourite season, his personality shows through specifically on Halloween night - tonight - when he can steal all the good candy from your neighbours and put it into your bucket so that the kids keep coming back every year. Going to clubs and partying, meeting up with the twins, Aran and Kita, enjoying the one day a year where you all hangout before going back to your busy lives.
Looking at your phone, noticing it’s only 11am, and you have no idea how you’ll pass the time before you raid the neighbours and the little kids in the subdivision start trick-or-treating before their bedtimes. Trying to think of something to pass the time, you turn on the TV in your house and throw on a movie while you make breakfast. Deciding on Scream you work on making yourself something to eat, treating yourself to chocolate-chip pancakes. 
You feel a pair of hands wrap around your waist, a chin against your shoulder. Suna’s voice lightly humming against your neck, enjoying the simplicity of your life. He’s in his volleyball hoodie and a pair of matching shorts, looking absolutely beautiful. 
“Good morning, sunshine,” he mumbles against you, rubbing up and down your sides before kissing your cheek and starting to set the table. “You know, I heard that Melissa has those candies you like, maybe I should just steal them for you? I’m she’d understand since she loves that we’re still together after so many years.” He starts, winking at you before turning his head to the TV, throughly enjoying watching the screams of pain during the movie, getting lost in the movie. 
You watch him before getting back to the pancakes, making sure they don’t burn on the pan. He looks so at ease, so peaceful with the sunlight from your thin curtains hitting his face. I can’t believe he’s already thinking about his plans to steal the candies, he just woke up. You think to yourself, but Suna has always been punctual, even with his lazy habits he’s always had a plan for days like this. 
“Hey Rin, I was thinking maybe we could go to the bookstore today? Since it’s that time of the year and I just wanna get out of the house and spend some time with you before we go partying.” You ask him curiously, knowing he usually likes to stay in before partying, getting some much needed calm time with you before the chaos the twins will ensue. “Yeah, we haven’t been out in forever huh? We can eat and then I’ll drive us there if you want?” He answers back, pulling the maple syrup and strawberries out of the fridge before reaching into the pantry and getting the icing sugar. 
The drive to the bookstore is short, but you cherish it nonetheless. Looking at all the books in the store you forgot just how much you missed reading, spending hours in other worlds, reading about peoples lives. You don’t know where Suna wandered off too, probably seeing if he’s made it into any magazines with all the interviews he does after games. 
Walking into the fiction section, you decide on a couple books you’ve been meaning to read before you feel a tap on your shoulder, turning around to see Suna with a coffee in both hands, reaching on out to you. “You got me a coffee? Rin, you didn’t need to pay I could’ve done it myself-” “No, I feel bad I’ve been busy with training and games and everything and I know this isn’t nearly enough of an apology but I hope this’ll be a start.” He explains, forcing the cup into your hand before taking a sip of his own, wrapping his free hand around your waist and listens to you talk about the books you’ve chosen all the way until you get into the car. 
“Now what do we do?” You ask him, you really only wanted to grab a few more books before you spend your free time snuggled into a blanket, reading them until your eyes go buggy. “Wanna go to the café down the street to grab a little snack? Or just go home and we can order in and watch a movie before the twins decide to raid our home for the third? No fourth year in a row?” He answers, turning the key into the ignition and letting the car rumble.
Once you’ve agreed on a plan, he starts driving home while you’re ordering a pizza, even remembering everyones orders so no one will complain when they arrive. Stopping quickly at the liquor store to grab something to pregame with, you choose a variety of different things, knowing your boyfriend has a knack for bartending - a skill you don’t know how he acquired, but you’re not complaining. 
Suna spends at least two hours taking candy from your neighbours, only the best. You remember how last year he asked every kid that came to the house early to find out what candies they liked, so he can keep his title as best house on the block. You even go with him, laughing when he almost gets caught by a couple neighbours, him blowing it off as “I just don’t know how much to put into my bowl this year since the neighbourhood has grown so much,” while his pockets are stuffed with said neighbours candy. When he thinks he’s gotten enough you return back to your house and get ready for your guests to arrive.
By 5:30, the twins have come barging in, using the spare key they found months ago to allow them in whenever, much to Suna’s demise, he swears they search the porch just so they don’t have to knock on the door, just to make him a little more annoyed at them then normal. And just in Miya fashion, they come in bickering about something you don’t even bothering asking about.  
Kita comes in not too long later, you gave him the correct time, always telling the twins a little earlier since they’re never on time. He comes in with more alcohol, along with some snacks when you guys go clubbing later tonight. He always thinks of everything, and you’re thankful that everything you can’t think of he can, making sure all your bases are covered. 
Since Aran lives in the centre part of the city, he meets you a couple hours later once you’ve had a couple drinks back at your house and you are all dressed and ready to go partying. You hit up a multitude of different clubs, even running into a few people Suna played against in high school and during his V1 division career. You’re thankful that Kita doesn’t drink as much as the rest of you do, having a designated driver for the night.
Getting ready for bed, you take of your makeup haphazardly before brushing your teeth and crawling into bed. Cuddling into Suna’s arms, feeling him play in your hair while you draw shapes on his chest, slowly falling asleep into a blissful state, floating away into dreamworld. 
You don’t know how long you were out for, but you hope that the bowl is empty and none of your neighbours come knocking on your door demanding for an explanation for the amount of candy in their bowls while yours empties within hours.
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