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capitalism killed my parasocial best friend, shane madej. may he rest in peace.

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sick of these posts yet? well too bad. i’m not done not when me along with some of my moots keep discovering more and more disgusting shit adults get away on this play for which is not ok.

i know a lot of people with disagree a lot on this one more than the others because in here i will put screen shots from someone’s blog and i don’t wanna see no anon in my inbox go “you can’t do that” well if i need it to show you how disgusting someone is and the people defending them are, how weird their posts are then i don’t care if i can’t or not.

thank you to @satorisoup and @omitea for providing me with these screen shots.

and lastly, report me, hate, block, un follow, i don’t care what drama this brings. i don’t care if i loose respect from moots or followers, this is something. i wholeheartedly believe is wrong, and im willing to loose this blog for it.

where do i even begin with this one?

maybe i’ll just start on why writing smut for minors is wrong.

first of all i gen see it as borderline pedophilia.like call that exaggerated this character looks like a minor. because they are a minor. “aging them up” is still them as a minor.

and i hen dc if your not going along with the manga. this character needs a CANNON time skip for this shit. sure, aging up is common, even in fluff, but that’s different. most fluff writer are minors themselves, they aren’t ADULTS writing PORN for MINORS. see the difference?

aging up is all imaginary, this character is still a minor.

and iv even seen people go as far as aging down adult characters. like thats just as a bad?? tf is wrong with yall???

a minors is not to be specialized, even if the manga artist does, why are you?

“well it’s not real”

warm i don’t give to flying fucks. it’s a problem whether you like it or not. their MINORS. need i say it again? MINORS.

now beginning with the screen shots i’m goin to start with these:

look at these. bakugo is 16. itadori is 15? who i t heir right minds commissions this as a person in their 20’s? especially the itadori one.

he’s 15 and your imagining him stuffed in your boobs? like hello? do you not see how wrong that is?

oh and also look at them? do they look aged? NO. FUCK NO. they still look like the do in the anime. and in the anime their MINORSSSSSSS.

i have no words for this one tbh. just fucking digusting.

i love how the creator saw this message and because they literally CANNOT defend themselves they post it. mot probably expecting a defense from their followers and moots.

look at the things underlined. this girl has many good points. but what did the creator do? ignore. not at all address what she said. simply laughing when in all honestly, she is the laughing stock.

shes over 25 years old obsessed with a 16 year old.

someone who is under the legal age.

a person who cant consent for themselves. “it’s fiction” erm idc.

“the is own has me rolling” girl go get a life. the person who sent the message is more than right. and you know that.

but your so fucking weird to the point you can’t let go of a character nine years younger than you.

this replies are so fucking funny.

every one of them talking about the fact she kink shamed or the insults she used but not at all addressing her point.

notice that? none of them had an answer. non of them tasked about the fact this girl point out the fact this over 25 yo was a hypocrite and literally a pedo.

why? because they are all immature adults who are blinded by hot MINOR CHARACTERS. these characters are not for you. sorry to break it to you.

these MINORS were not made for your digesting piss fantasies.

“she kink shamed after saying she wouldn’t!!” go cry to mommy kink shaming is no where near as bad as writing porn for a minor.

now, i’m not in the mha fandom. but i’ve watched some of it, and you have most of the villains AND the pro hero’s to simp for. why the fuck are you choosing the students? like girl. bffr.

that entire message and alll that anon cared about was the smut with a piss kink the person was talking about?

like? i can’t even.

notice the fact she ain’t addressing what the person who sent her the message sent?

why? because she obviously knows it’s wrong. she obviously knows. every adult on here knows.

but they are head empty that they laugh it off and brush it off bcs the person is a minor and still attending school so it really dosent matter what we say.

like us minors aren’t idiots. and bye the looks of all these posts it seems we have WAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY more common sense than all of you combined.

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If you are complaining about male reader x (male character) fics as a fem aligned person, you need to suck it up, 75 if not 85% of the fics posted on tumblr are for fem reader x male characters, and you’re complaining over the one male reader fic?!?!? Get over yourself.

So stop crying and go do something useful like re-blogging or commenting nice things on mlm fic blogs.

Also stop tagging male reader if your fic is clearly not for male reader, you look like a moron.

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"Artists for ceasefire. Peace in the world.”

- Annie Lennox at the 2024 Grammys

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i just realized this only explains why i’ve been gone for the past few WEEKS not months oops…

Yeah ummm basic answer but prior to all this school had been holding my brain hostage as well👎 i havent been there since i started outpatient treatment bc the one im in goes from 8am-3pm… but i still have work to do online and probably a lot to catch up on when i go back 😞

I rlly wanted to write during winter break but i was at rock bottom so i couldnt come up with anything good

Sorry for being MIA for so long it will happen again um anyways explanation under the cut

tw ??????? Addiction

All jokes aside i’ve been in outpatient treatment these past two weeks and focussing on healing and getting better. I’ve made jokes and touched on it a couple times but i’ve been struggling with addiction for the past year or so and i genuinely want to get better.

As for this blog… writing isn’t my top priority anymore. I love writing, and i always will. But right now there are things i need to take care of in my life including myself. I hope I can make writing priority again sometime in the future, but as of right now i cant and really shouldn’t

My treatment in outpatient has been going well and I’ll probably be in it for another few weeks. After that it’s up to me and i fully intend to stay clean afterwards.

Thank you for the support on this blog for so long and i can’t believe i’m almost at 1k, that’s insane :,) i dont plan on leaving forever but i do know i’ll be gone for another while.

#for the record im still online on tumblr just. not posting or writing. #ive just been lurking #it just feels wird bc ive been so active for the past 2 years and now im not 💀

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Sorry for being MIA for so long it will happen again um anyways explanation under the cut

tw ??????? Addiction

All jokes aside i’ve been in outpatient treatment these past two weeks and focussing on healing and getting better. I’ve made jokes and touched on it a couple times but i’ve been struggling with addiction for the past year or so and i genuinely want to get better.

As for this blog… writing isn’t my top priority anymore. I love writing, and i always will. But right now there are things i need to take care of in my life including myself. I hope I can make writing priority again sometime in the future, but as of right now i cant and really shouldn’t

My treatment in outpatient has been going well and I’ll probably be in it for another few weeks. After that it’s up to me and i fully intend to stay clean afterwards.

Thank you for the support on this blog for so long and i can’t believe i’m almost at 1k, that’s insane :,) i dont plan on leaving forever but i do know i’ll be gone for another while.

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WHAT THE FUCK ARE THEY DOING TO MY BOY KUNIGAMI??

EGO WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN DOING IN WILD CARD??

#frankenstein ahhhhh

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This blog for the past 1 and a half years

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You've met with a terrible fate, haven't you?

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here’s to a liberated palestine and an end to the occupation in 2024، إن شاء الله

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Happy New Years i hope that everyone has a wonderful 2024:) 💜💜

#dor spoken

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“𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐌𝐲 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐞” (Rin Itoshi)

-> comforting your boyfriend after he stared a little too hard in the mirror (978 words)

I read in rin’s “day in a life” that he hates his face because it resembles his brother’s and ran with it :>

Reverse comfort, insecurities (rin), sae is shit talked here what a shocker, cursing, abandonment issues, implied artist reader, itoshi rin needs a hug

“I hate them.”

“I think they’re pretty, Rin.”

The Itoshi brothers hardly bared any resemblance to each other when it came to looks. The elder, Sae, had red hair on the messier side, with slicked back bangs and a slim build. The younger, Rin, had dark flat hair, bangs kept down and a slim build with more prominent muscles.

The one feature they had in common? Their eyes. Bright blue eyes with prominent under lashes.

Rin hated his eyes.

“They look just like his, don’t you see?” Rin grumbled as he walked away from the full length mirror in the room’s corner.

“All I see are my boyfriend’s pretty eyes, no one else’s.” You countered. Rin merely rolled his eyes in response. It wasn’t that he didn’t believe you only saw his eyes, it was that he couldn’t see them as his.

No matter how hard he tried, he could only see his eyes as Sae’s eyes. He was the older brother, so they were his first.

It was just another trait that tied him to Sae, that’s all they’ve been since the night of their argument.

“Come on Rin, talk to me. You know I’ll always listen.” You patted the spot next to you on the mattress. Usually, Rin would be doing yoga by now. But tonight was different, he couldn’t concentrate on it.

He pondered for a moment. Averting his eyes from the rolled up yoga mat, to you, back to the yoga mat, and to you, again. He wasn’t thinking, he was only seeing. And what he saw were two very different distractions from the aching feeling in his chest.

One would train his body and mind, but it’d only fill his thoughts with getting better at soccer- being better than his brother. Someone he wanted to forget about more than anything right now.

And the other would put his mind at ease- his soul at ease.

It wasn’t a competition to begin with.

You noticed the way Rin’s face softened, shoulders dropping when his eyes met yours again. “There there… you can come here and relax now, Rinnie.”

He crawled into the spot next to you before turning over to face you, burying his face in the crook of your neck. His breath tickled, but that was the last thing you cared about right now.

“I wish he never left for Spain-“ his voice cracks. “things would be better. Everything would be better, easier.” You feel his jaw clench and tremble, he sharply inhaled.

“It’s okay to cry… I won’t judge or tell anyone.” Your words were all he needed to let go. Before either of you knew it, hot tears were streaming down his face, landing against your skin.

"Even if I beat him, would he still acknowledge me?" His voice cracked again, your heart cracking along with it. But you wouldn't tell him that in a million years.

Itoshi Rin hated showing any signs of weakness. He hated being vulnerable.

For him to be breaking down in front of you? It took all the trust and faith in you he had. You both knew that. The last thing you wanted to do was to make him feel guilty for letting everything he bottled up out.

But you did want him to feel the care you had for him.

"If your brother won't acknowledge you even after you prove how much more skilled you are than him, then at that point... it's on him." Rin's eyes looked up at yours, checking your features to tell how sincere you were being. "It's on him for missing out on having such a talented younger brother." You concluded.

"I want things to go back to the way they were... and I wanna be able to look into the mirror without hating everything about my face." The last part shocked you a bit. You always knew Rin was insecure about his face, but he'd only ever talk about hating his eyes the most. To hear him admit he hates his entire face...

"Rin, Look at me."

"Huh?"

"Look at me."

Rin lifted his head from the crook of your neck, looking you dead in the eyes. "Looking..."

You cupped his cheeks, swiping your thumbs over his tears to wipe them away. A faint pink hue dusted his cheeks at the intimacy, but he didn't mind. Not this time, at least. He lifted his hand up to lay atop yours over his cheek.

He worried if he let go, the moment would end, and you'd be gone.

"I think of your face whenever I'm sketching, painting, anything. You're my muse, Rin. I don't see beauty in any of my art without you as my inspiration." Your tone was sweet and gentle, the opposite of what he's used to when speaking to anyone.

"Your jawline is perfect... just like your nose, lips, everything." You traced a thumb over his lips, never letting go of his face. "And your eyes... your eyes are the most beautiful pair I've ever seen in my life. And your eyelashes are just so pretty."

By now, tears were spilling out the corner of Rin's eyes again. Never in his whole life has he felt so... loved. And just like before, you wiped his tears away with a soft smile on your face.

"I... I love you. I love you so much." He choked out.

"I love you even more, Rinnie."You giggled.

"I still think I love you more, though."

"Alright, we aren't doing this tonight. You know I love you more."

Rin smiled. The sight of him smiling was enough to make your face break out into a grin. You pulled him closer, holding him tight against your torso as he found comfort in the crook of your neck once again.

That night he fell asleep happy with himself for skipping his nightly workout.

#doro’s best of 2023

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“𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐌𝐞?”

-> You call him by the nickname his teammates gave him, how does he react?

Ft. Seishiro Nagi and Hyoma Chigiri

Established relationships, no cw’s i believe, short and sweet bc i’m leaving for vacation

Nagi is well known for his laziness.

So well known for it in fact that his most common nickname is “lazy genius.” He’s lazy, and a genius. What better nickname to give him than that?

Of course, Nagi never cared about the nickname his teammates gave him. And if he did, he probably thought it was “too much of a hassle” to tell them to shut up.

That was until you started calling him that.

It started out small, it was more of a way to tease him rather than annoy him. After a match or a simple practice, you’d run up to him and embrace him.

“You did amazing, you lazy genius!” You’d exclaim with pure enthusiasm, but there was always a hint of teasing with the lazy genius part.

Nagi didn’t mind at first, most of the time he hardly noticed with the adrenaline rush he was on. Until you started calling him off the field…

“You can’t lay in bed all day, you lazy genius.”

“Do you plan on playing video games for the rest of the day, genius? I thought Reo wanted to hang out today.”

“Can you move genius? I need to get up.”

“I’ll move if you stop calling me that.” He sluggishly responded, still laying half his body weight on yours.

“Calling you what, Seishiro?” You asked, pretending not to have any idea what he was on about.

“That. Lazy genius, genius… Seishiro. I thought I was Sei?” He pouted. You couldn’t keep it up anymore. His pouty face and sulking state didn’t make you feel bad… but certainly guilty to an extent.

“I’m sorry Sei… I was just wondering when you’d notice is all. I’ll keep calling you Sei from here on.” You kissed the top of his head, ushering words of reassurance.

“You know I’m still not moving though, right?”

“Oh come on!”

There’s no one like Chigiri, that’s for sure. Both a prince and a princess at the same time, it’s quite hard to miss when talking to him.

Although if you asked any of his teammates, they’d say he’s more of a princess than prince.

His hair routine, skin care, all of it. “He’s the most princess like of the princesses!” They’ll say.

And they’re right, sorta.

In your eyes, Chigiri is more prince like. His beauty, physique, and the way he carried himself all struck you that way. But you could certainly see why his teammates would see him as a princess instead.

Especially after calling him one.

“What was that?” He snapped his head your way, hair swaying along.

“…Hyoma? I asked if you were almost done in there, I still need to get ready.” You examined the hair products splayed across the bathroom counter, some being his, some being yours.

“No, that’s not what you said.” He refuted.

“Word for word? I said ‘Hyoma, are you almost done in there? I still need to get ready.” Chigiri’s brows furrowed in doubt. “Yeah… I’ll be done in anither minute or two.”

“Just let me know when you’re done, princess.”

“There it is!” He screeched.

You fell to the floor laughing, clutching your stomach for dear life. “Why are you laughing? It’s not funny!” He had long forgotten his haircare by now.

“You didn’t need to screech!” You giggled.

“Yes I did! Because I’m not a princess!” He exclaimed, wailing his hands around the air out of some kind of defense.

“You sure are acting like it right now, look at the counter!”

“Shut up already!”

It was safe to say Chigiri kept his hair products more organized since then.

#doro’s best of 2023

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𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 & 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 - 𝐒𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐍𝐚𝐠𝐢

-> You can’t help but wonder if you’d be holding him back in his soccer career this whole time

Angst to comfort, anxiety, overthinking, crying, breakdowns(?), this was meant to be pure fluff with multiple characters but then my draft crashed and got deleted so i got petty, short, not proofread, post U-20 match

In all your years of knowing Nagi, you’ve never seen him so serious when it came to anything.

Living a lazy life where he doesn’t have to do anything? Sure, he was pretty serious about that. But that seriousness didn’t have any passion behind it. At least, not the passion you’ve been watching him put into soccer lately.

The man you were seeing on TV the day of the U-20 match felt surreal to you. Right before he left for Blue Lock, all he did was complain about how much work he had to do. No one could deny his talent was raw and natural, not even Nagi. But he could deny how much he enjoyed using that talent.

But who you saw on screen depicted a Nagi who’s passion was filled to the brim. A Nagi you’ve never seen before.

And you just couldn’t help but wonder if that seriousness has always been there.

Which is why you lie next to him now, trying to focus on anything but your racing thoughts.

He’s tapping away at his phone playing the usual first person shooter he’s always played with his leg swung over yours, keeping you aware of his presence.

You keep holding back words, words that’d reveal you’ve cracked. Nagi wouldn’t listen, would he? Maybe he’d pretend to be listening, or maybe he wouldn’t care enough to offer any words of reassurance like you wanted, needed right now.

Is this what others meant when they said they’ve never felt more alone next to their lover?

No, you didn’t feel alone. You weren’t alone. Were you? This was all in your head.

This was all in your head, and it should stay in your head.

“(Name)?”

“Huh?” You turned your head to the voice’s owner, eyes feeling awfully dry compared to a few moments ago.

“You’ve kinda just been… staring at that wall over there for a while now. Is there some kind of ghost there?” Nagi asked lazily, averting his eyes from his phone, to you, and then the wall you’ve supposedly been staring at.

“Staring, ghost?” You asked quietly. “There’s no ghost. I was just sleeping… with my eyes open?”

“You only do that during class, not with your boyfriend.” He ‘corrected.’

There’s the word… boyfriend. Nagi is your boyfriend, isn’t he? He has been for months now. But do those months with you matter to him as much as his months training in Blue Lock?

You look at him again, and his eyes are focussed on his phone once again. Anyone else in this position would probably be annoyed, but why aren’t you? Why was the thought of him paying extra attention to his calling more nerve wrecking than the thought of him ignoring you for video games?

“You’re staring again,” he peered back up at you. “At me this time.”

“Sorry…” you mumbled.

Nagi isn’t an idiot, most would go as far as to call in a genius. But sometimes…

“What’s wrong?” He said, finally closing his game and turning his phone off, giving you his full attention.

Sometimes, you wish he was somewhat of an idiot.

“Don’t you ever feel like… restrained?” You finally let go of some of the words you’ve been holding back

“Restrained…? That doesn’t make any sense… why would I-“

“I feel like I’m holding you back, no.” You’re voice cracks. “I know I’m holding you back.”

Nagi’s eyes widen a bit in confusion, not sure where this was going. He couldn’t think of a single time he felt like you were holding him back, so where was this coming from?

“If what you’re trying to say is that you’re burdening me, then you’re wrong.” He stated. “I dunno where this is coming from… but you aren’t holding me back.”

“But you were so serious during the U-20 match! And you looked so focussed and like you were enjoying yourself and…” words flew off your tongue faster than you could catch them, and before you knew it, Nagi’s hand made its way to yours.

“(Name).” You’re vision was blurry, and all you could make out was Nagi’s lazy eyes fixated on yours. “(Name), need you to look at me.”

“I’m looking- I’m trying to look- Nagi…” tears spilt out the corner of your eyes, and broken sobs made their way past your lips.

Your racing thoughts, his voice, your anxiety, his touch… it was too much to keep up with. The overwhelming feeling in your mind and chest felt like it was about to burst.

And even then, you still felt like you were burdening him. Even as he held your hand and gently rubbed circles along your back, trying to give you all the reassurance he could, it still felt like you were holding him back.

“You aren’t a burden… and you aren’t holding me back. You aren’t one of those bitchy lovers that don’t want their partner to leave the house without them. You’re (Name), my (Name). I love you for a reason.” He said quietly into your ear, patting your back as you sobbed into his shoulder.

For a moment after he said that, you still felt like a burden. But the more he soothed you and whispered sweet nothings into your ear, the slower your racing thoughts became.

“You swear I’m not holding you back?” You asked quietly.

“I swear.” Nagi replied softly.

His voice sounded sincere, maybe even serious. And everyone knows that once Nagi gets serious he’s not playing games.

While your mind told you there’s a difference between sincerity and being serious, your heart yearned too much to care about any differences between the meanings.

As long as Nagi caressed you in his arms, sincerity and seriousness were all the same to you.

#doro’s best of 2023

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“𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐌𝐞 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮!”

-> Blue Lock boys introducing you to…

Ft. Seishiro Nagi, Hyoma Chigiri, Meguru Bachira, and Reo Mikage

Fluff & crack, slight cursing, very slight episode nagi spoilers, chigiri’s sister calls reader pretty and bachira’s mom calls reader stunning, reader is an art enthusiast in bachira’s part, gf helped me with reo’s part

⁀➷ Seishiro Nagi -> his cactus

When Nagi told you there was something he wanted you to meet, you weren’t sure what to expect. The way he phrased “something” made you wonder if he had a pet you’d never heard about, though he never struck you as the type of guy to refer to animals as “things.”

So when you follow him into his bedroom, you’re already searching for a fluffy creature, glass tank, or fish bowl. Of course, none of those were present.

“What was it you wanted to introduce me to again? I don’t see any animals in here…” You asked curiously.

“Animals? No… too much to take care of, such a bother.” He responded, poking around his window sill.

“Then what did you want me to meet…?” At this point, you were a little worried. If he pulled out a video game console and told you to say ‘hi’, you might have just left.

“This.” He quit looking around his window sill and lifted a… plant?

“A cactus?”

“It’s name is Choki.”

“You gave the damn cactus a name!?”

You were relieved it was something relatively normal, but a cactus with a name still threw you off guard. You never took Nagi as the type of guy to enjoy plants. After all, he doesn’t go outside unless it’s for you, Reo, or the arcade. And plants are typically an outdoor thing.

“It’s only a few months old, I got it before I met you and Reo. I didn’t talk to anyone and didn’t wanna be a threat to society, and animals are too much of a hassle to take care of. And then I got Choki.” He recalled the events vaguely, leaving out the part where he felt a little lonely.

“That’s actually… oddly sweet. Good job, Nagi!” You cheered.

“What job…? I only have to water it once every few weeks…”

“Well if you don’t want the praise- nice work, Choki! You kept this lazy guy from being a threat to society for months! It’s all thanks to you that-“

“It can’t hear you.” Nagi cut you off.

“But it can hear you?” You scoffed sarcastically.

“That’s different.”

“How?!”

⁀➷ Hyoma Chigiri -> his sister

By Chigiri’s appearance alone, anyone could tell he had inherited the good looks in his family. But what most people didn’t know was that he had a sister, a sister that also inherited good looks.

He didn’t bring family up in conversation. Not because he disliked the topic, but because he didn’t think it was anyone else’s business when it came to his. If you weren’t his s/o, he probably wouldn’t have told you about having a sister.

“Do you think I could meet her sometime? If that’s okay with you, that is.” You asked enthusiastically, but tried to stay polite. Chigiri never liked it when people pried into his personal life.

“Well… if you really want to, you could probably meet her tonight. But you’d have to come over for dinner, is that okay with you?” Chigiri asked, not wanting to put you in any uncomfortable situation.

“Of course! Should we go now?” You smiled brightly at the pink haired boy, making him grin in return.

“Dinner might not be done yet- but we could head over now.” He agreed.

The whole way to your boyfriend’s place, you wondered what his sister was like. Was she nice? Was she older or younger? Did she have a significant other that came by the Chigiri household regularly?

“We’re here.” Your boyfriend stopped your racing thoughts. “If you’re worried about what she’ll think, don’t. She’ll like you, trust me.” He reassured, putting your mind at ease.

As he opened the door, you could immediately tell dinner was already being cooked just by the smell. It smelt so… good.

“I’m home! Sis, I’ve got someone you might wanna meet!” Chigiri called out, taking his shoes off in the process and hanging up his bag, signaling you yo do the same. “Make yourself at home.” He whispered.

“Oh, who is it, Hyoma? Is it that girl you’re always on the phone with in the middle of the night?” You heard a feminine voice from around the corner.

You froze up a little, realizing you really were about to meet your boyfriend’s family. Turning the corner, you were met with a tall lady that shared very similar features to your Chigiri.

“Um… hi- hello! I’m Hyoma’s-“

“This is my s/o (Name), sis. Can they stay for dinner?” He accidentally cut you off.

“Hyoma! Don’t cut the poor thing off, that’s rude. Go on sweetie, you can finish your sentence.” She said sweetly. You felt your cheeks heat up at her kind gesture, you weren’t expecting her to be this nice.

“Right- I’m (Name), Hyoma’s… s/o. It’s nice to finally meet you!” You shook the hand she put out for you, and all Chigiri could do was smile as he watched two of his most precious people get along so well.

“Such a pretty name for a pretty face. Hyoma, you really scored with (Name) here!” She giggled.

You became flustered, while Chigiri only chuckled. His sister left to continue dinner, leaving you and your boyfriend alone again.

“I told you she’d like you.”

⁀➷ Meguru Bachira -> his mom

Bachira only cares about four things. You, soccer, his monster, and his mother. His mother was the first thing he could ever recall caring about, way before he met his monster and soccer.

After all, his mom was the first person to care about him as well.

When you met Bachira for the first time, he was alone against a wall with a soccer ball next to him. All of your classmates thought he was weird, and advised each other to stay away from him. He was outcasted, but you were just an outcast. If you really wanted to you probably could get into a friend group, but you didn’t mind not having one.

“Did you get lost?” He asked suddenly.

“Uh, not really. I was just taking a different route. Why ask?” You replied.

“Not many people take this way, it’s why I’m here.” He said.

Something in you told you to keep walking, but another part of you told you to stay. You couldn’t have been more grateful for the part that told you to stay, otherwise Bachira wouldn’t be your boyfriend today.

Boyfriend of merely a month, that is. You were surprised he hadn’t asked you during the first week if you wanted to meet his mother, as he had put such a great emphasis on how important she is in his life.

“You mean you really want me to meet her?” You asked in awe.

“Of course I do, as long as you wanna meet her!” He grinned widely, excited to introduce you to his mother.

You’d talked about enjoying art with him, and that was the first time he brought his mother up. When he told you she was a painter, you were awestruck.

“I do wanna meet her? When can I? Soon? Later?” You asked enthusiastically.

“Right now!” He exclaimed, grabbing your hand and leading you to his place. It was sudden, yet exhilarating.

He opened the door, and you were immediately enamored with the murals on the wall. You didn’t have to ask to know it was Bachira’s mother who painted these.

They were beautiful.

“Are you ready?” He double checked with you, making sure you were comfortable and not too nervous. Which of course, you were a little nervous. This was your boyfriend’s mother, making a good impression was a must. But that nervousness was outweighed by your enthusiasm for art and meeting a professional artist.

“Yeah, I’m ready. Do you want me to wait out here?” You asked.

“You can just follow me in,” he whispered. “I think she’ll be happy to meet you sooner than later.” He said before opening the studio’s door.

Your nose was hit with the strong smell of paint and wood, clearing your mind.

“Mom, I’m home. I brought someone for you to meet as well!” He stepped aside, letting you stand next to him in the doorway.

“Oh my, is this who I think it is?” She asked. Her brown hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail with strands sticking out, and there were some pain stains on her face. Yet despite that, she still looked beautiful.

“Hi! I’m (Name), Meguru’s lover. It’s a pleasure to meet you Miss!” You introduced yourself politely, all whole taking in the room and scenario you were in right now. It all felt too good to be true.

“Oh I’ve heard so much about you from my boy! You’re just as stunning as he said you were, It’s so nice to finally meet you!” She enthusiastically shook your hand. You could already tell where your boyfriend got his personality from.

You’d asked her about the type of art she makes, and she happily showed you some of her paintings and art tools. Meanwhile, Bachira stood behind the two of you beaming with joy. He thought nothing could make him happier than you and soccer, but that’s not the only thing anymore.

He thinks there’s nothing that makes him happier than watching the two people who showed him unconditional love for as long as he’s known them get along so well.

⁀➷ Reo Mikage -> his peers

For as long as Reo could remember, he’s always been popular. I mean, why wouldn’t he be? He has a well known family, money, good looks, and brains. Reo was the epitome of everything that could make someone popular.

With popularity came fangirls, and with fangirls came regular confessions. Not only that, there were plenty of guys who wanted to he his friend for some extra cash. Reo was well aware of his peer’s ulterior motives behind their actions, and yet he never cared much.

And even when he met you, began dating you, he still didn’t care much. But sometimes his fangirls and friends were just so… annoying.

“I heard that Reo has a s/o now, can you believe it?” Someone said from behind his locker.

“Well it’s believable, it’s Reo fucking Mikage after all! Everybody wants him in one way or another. I just think it’s sudden, he never seemed to care much about dating.” They’re friend said with a giggle.

Reo merely rolled his eyes. If there was one thing he’s always minded about his status, it’d be the way everyone thought they knew him so well. Even people he’s never spoken to— like those girls behind his locker— tried so hard to act like they knew him.

It was annoying.

As if on cue, he felt a hand on both his shoulders. “Boo!” You whispered.

“Oh no, I’m too scared to move.” He chuckled, turning around to face you.

“Well you just did, what’s your next excuse gonna be?” You asked sarcastically, stifling laughter.

“Hmm… maybe-“

“Reo! Over here!” A high pitched voice cut him off, much to both of your annoyances.

You and Reo eyed each other with a knowing look, knowing what’s about to go down. He sighed, telling you to come with him for good measure.

Before the girl said anything, she was staring you down with disgust, wondering why Reo wanted you to come with him when she asked for him, not you.

“Excuse me, I said Reo. I don’t recall asking for anyone else to come over here.” She said with a dry sarcastic laugh, the kind that most girls give to their disliked person.

“I told them to come with me, whatever you want from me can’t be too personal if you’re asking for me in the middle of a hallway.”

She rolled her eyes, and turned her head to the girls on the other side of the hall, who were shaking their head in disapproval.

“Okay… but just who is this anyway. I’ve never seen-“

“They’re my lover.” He said sternly, holding your hand to get his point across. “This is my lover, (Name). Surely you’ve heard they’re with me?”

Her eyes widened, eyes moving from you, to Reo, to your intertwined hands. She stood there in shock for a moment, before turning on her heel and storming off.

You and Reo bursted out into laughter once she was gone, you laughing so hard you were clutching your stomach. Reo’s eyes brimmed with tears, neither if you were sure why you found the encounter so humorous, but it would certainly make an entertaining story to tell Nagi.

After that incident, anyone who didn’t know who you were suddenly knew your name the next day.

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Boyfriend Headcanons with Honkai Star Rail

-> Ft. Dan Heng, Yanqing, Jing Yuan & Gepard

Bf! Dan Heng who’s giving love language is quality time and receiving is physical touch. He’s not the best at words or picking out gifts, but he’s great at making a comfortable silence. No words have to be spoken while he leans against your hand caressing his cheek.

Bf! Dan Heng who always hold your hand during the Astral Express jump. You’re both used to it, but he’s still holding your hand firmly to make sure you don’t fall.

Bf! Dan Heng who’s a great listener. He may not say much, but he’ll listen to every word you have to say about what you’re rambling about. He gives you reassuring nods to let you know he’s still listening whenever you look at him in the midst of your word vomit.

Bf! Dan Heng who feels safest when he’s near you.

Bf! Yanqing who’s giving love language is physical touch and receiving is words of affirmation. In his mind, nothing tops the way you whisper reassuring words into his ear while he’s holding you close.

Bf! Yanqing who brags about you to all his fellow Cloud Knights. Some roll their eyes at his never ending rambling, while others listen and smile at the lieutenants fondness for his lover.

Bf! Yanqing who makes you a part of his daily routine. He always make sure to see you even for a few minutes if he’s particularly busy one day, and spends whole days with you when he’s off.

Bf! Yanqing who feels like he can do anything as long as he’s with you.

Bf! Jing Yuan who’s giving love language are acts of service and receiving is quality time. He’s always making a point as General to give you special treatment, and loves basking in your presence while he’s going through documents.

Bf! Jing Yuan who makes a point to go on weekly dates with you. Candle lit dinners that old fashioned and intimate, making him appreciate what’s in front of him.

Bf! Jing Yuan who’s always making sure you have security wherever you go. It’s subtle, but he’ll station one or two Cloud Knights to all your regular spots incase something were to happen.

Bf! Jing Yuan who doesn’t mind his immortality if it can be spent with you.

Bf! Gepard who’s giving love language are words of affirmation and receiving is acts of service. He always compliments and praises you, but does so even more when you go out of your way to do something for him.

Bf! Gepard who introduces you to Serval. He wants you to meet his sister, and he worried you two might not get along. But the moment he saw you and Serval chatting and laughing together, his mind was at peace.

Bf! Gepard who kisses the back of your hand whenever he sees you. It’s cheesy, and he’s well aware. But the way you grin as your face flushes makes all that ‘cheesiness’ feel like intimacy.

Bf! Gepard who wants to make you the happiest in all of Jarilo-VI

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