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PANNACAKE PANINI PANCAKE MWAH ILY <3

holy hell im so late BHAHAHA

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ur theme is so hot

have you seen yours tho? its much more better than what i have going on

#yours is much hotter.

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omg hi new moot!! just wanted to say your writing is really good and you seem super nice!! ( i also wanted to make a quick friend proposal :) 💍)

im so late to this but hello lovely person!!! pls ive read almost all of your writings and they comfort me so much, thats all you <33 (omg what i gladly accept even tho i’m like three days late LOL 💍)

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read this please, ITS SO CUTE I NEEDED THIS FHASKA

se!saeran x gn!reader

a/n: I’m really really sorry for taking so long on requests,,, I’m working on them slowly, but I’m in a sort of weird mental state, so I wrote this mainly for comfort. Thanks for understanding ^^

Pfff, as i’m writing this, my internet has cut like 6 times- honestly i’m just trying to write comfortttttt

warnings: negative thoughts/feelings

word count: 1,869

Your stomach ached, as you wrapped your arms around your torso. So many thoughts flooded your head that it was beginning to make you feel physically ill. Your brain was screaming at you- things you should be doing, things you regretted doing, how lazy you were being, how tired you felt, how overwhelming every little feeling, sound, light, and texture was to your senses. Yet, all you could do was sit there. You wanted to cry, but, despite everything you felt, you were… numb. Where was the point in crying? It was best to accept everything as it was.

Though you told yourself it was best to accept such a defeat, there was a part of you that was well aware that you were close to some sort of breaking point. All day was spent doing things- all day for several weeks now, you spent your time working. Working, worrying, running errands. Still, every day seemed to bring another thing to do- another problem- more drama, none of which you could control. Everything was out of your control.

You nearly jumped at hearing your phone ring. Grabbing it, you were half-ready to give some sort of curt answer, before realizing that it was just Saeran. Holding the phone to your ear, you gave the most cheerful answer you could.

“Hello?”

“Hey, (Y/N)... I was just… wondering how you were.”

Of course, you weren’t doing your best. Knowing that, but also knowing that Saeran probably couldn’t afford to bother himself with your problems, you told him “I’m pretty good. How about you?”

“I’m fine… my stupid brother went into town, so I was thinking about walking to your place. Not like I… really feel like seeing you in particular, I’m just….”

“It’s alright. You don’t need an excuse to come visit me, you know? I’m decent, and I’ve probably got ice cream in the fridge.”

Saeran paused on the other line, and you could vaguely hear the sound of boots zipping up. “Right then. See you in a few.”

“Okay. Love you, see you in a few.”

“............” He whispered, despite the fact that no one was in his home nor yours, “love you too.”

The phone call ended, and you sat back, staring at the ceiling. Saeran was comforting to be around, sure, but… were you going to be comforting for him? You had no energy left. Just making yourself talk on the phone felt like too much work, you honestly just wanted to sleep… sleep for a long time. Maybe a month of two. A year or… ten.

“Alas, life goes on,” You whispered to yourself, attempting to lighten the mood. Forcing yourself to stand, you walked to the bathroom and grabbed a hairbrush, deciding to make yourself somewhat decent for Saeran.

You glanced at the mirror, pulling the brush through your tangled hair. The knots were tough, probably due to running your hands stressfully through your hair so often, and you watched as your face contorted in pain.

“You’re so… ugly,” You sighed to yourself, continuing to brush your hair. “You can’t even handle brushing your hair… it’s not hard. It doesn’t hurt that bad… you’re fine, you know? Just suck it up...”

Sighing, you tossed the hairbrush back onto the counter, then fixed your hair a bit with your hands. “Talking to yourself, huh… not even for a fun conversation. Just… complaining.”

You began your walk towards the kitchen, aiming to grab some medicine to calm your upset stomach. As you stepped, the thoughts continued- upsetting, self-deprecating thoughts, on top of impulsive ones. It was all… too much. Even as you swallowed the pain relieving pill, so many thoughts ran through your brain. Throw this, hit that, do this, clean that. You wanted to pull out your freshly-brushed hair, as you instead opted to chug the water bottle held in your hand.

“Giving your kidneys a boost?” A familiar voice asked, a joking tone laced in the comment. You nearly jumped again, calling yourself lucky for having just finished drinking the water.

“I drink plenty of water, actually. Maybe not today, but I usually do.”

You gently wrapped an arm around the tall boy, feeling him lightly return it, before the both of you sat back quickly. “Saeyoung always tells me that you should drink water every day. Not just when you feel like it.”

“And does Saeyoung follow that?”

Saeran laughed, “does Phd Pepper count?”

“Nope. So, his comments are invalid.”

“I didn’t take them seriously to begin with, sooo…”

You smiled, tossing the empty bottle into the recycling bin, before looking back over at Saeran. “So? What brings you here? Ice cream, a movie, popcorn?”

He shrugged, grabbing a bowl and a spoon, then making his way towards your freezer. He took out the ice cream container, before preparing himself a bowl. “...Want any?” He asked, not bothering to look at you as he did so.

“No, thank you though.”

"Sure… it’s your ice cream, so you don’t really need to thank me.”

After having made his bowl of ice cream, you found yourself resting next to Saeran on the couch. A comfortable silence ensued, and you finally felt at some sort of peace. Though your eyes were shut, at feeling a gaze on you, you peeked them open, catching a glimpse of Saeran as he quickly turned his head. Sitting up a bit, you smiled at his dismissiveness. He’d die before admitting it, but he had been looking at you… you felt lucky. He could look at you without disgust- something not even you could do to yourself.

“What’re you thinking?” You asked after a few minutes. Though the silence was enjoyable, his voice wasn’t something you could complain about either. Honestly, all you wanted to do was hear his sweet voice talk about whatever he pleased, and maybe fall asleep to him talking. The last part was less likely, but-

“You’re acting dumb,” He muttered, turning and shoving a spoonful of ice cream into your mouth. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, as you noted the pout on his face. You swallowed the ice cream, your heart rate picking up, worrying that you did something wrong.

“What do you mean?”

“See, you’re already getting defensive. It’s,” He paused a bit, and you didn’t bother speaking, knowing it was hard for him to put things to words. He didn’t want to seem too worried, although it was clear he cared. “It’s weird. You haven’t…” His voice grew quiet, as a pink spread across his face, “texted me as much. And I’ve had to initiate half the calls- and even then, you sometimes don’t pick up. And then, your texts are all quick and boring. I’m not… the best at picking up on things, but I can tell something’s wrong. So, just tell me. That’s what I’m here for, you idiot.”

You sat there, unable to form any words. You hadn’t thought that anything seemed wrong. You were… your normal self, right? He’d been worried just because you… couldn’t keep up with your own mind. His concern was your fault, despite the fact that all you wanted to do was focus on him. To help him. This wasn’t help-

“Stop. Stop thinking whatever you’re thinking. I don’t like that look on your face. You don’t need to force yourself or anything, just… I’m... here. It’s not a problem or a bother or anything.”

Like that, so many of those negative thoughts were contradicted. Your head hurt a bit, as you felt your heart ache. Tears filled your eyes, as everything finally came crashing down. Letting out a sob you were sure was ugly, you felt Saeran tense up next to you. Maybe he wasn’t expecting such a reaction- maybe it was overwhelming for him- still, despite the fact that he could turn away, despite the fact that he didn’t need to care, he wrapped his arms tightly around you. He began to rock you back and forth a bit, petting your head gently, as you had often done for him.

Normally, Saeran struggled to start physical contact. He struggled to deal with it, always needing you to slowly initiate touch. He’d gotten better about it, but just having him hold you so suddenly and so tightly, so comfortingly, made your heart ache further. He’d worked so hard, and, in that moment, you were so proud of him. You felt so much love for him that you were sure your heart was going to burst. And, the way he was treating you made you sure that, even if it wasn’t you yourself, there was someone out there who loved you… Saeran was that someone.

After a few minutes of Saeran holding you as you cried, you found the energy to sit back, wiping your eyes, almost embarrassed of the mess you were sure you’d become. He reached out, wiping some tears for you, before squishing your face slightly. His face was red, eyes slightly watery, as he made direct eye contact.

“Don’t hide your feelings from me… you convince me to tell you things, so you should tell me. If I’m comfortable around you… then, you… should be comfortable around me. It’s not like I have any room to judge you.”

Taking a shaky breath, you leaned back into the hug, the side of your face squishing against his chest. “Can I just… sit here for a bit…? Tell me about your day, please.”

Saeran hesitated, before shifting the two of you, leaning against the couch so that you’d also be reclining a bit. Once settled, he took in a strangely calm breath, before speaking. “Well… when I woke up, Saeyoung said he was making breakfast. It smelled bad though, and I realized he’d used Phd Pepper instead of water in the pancake mix… which, I guess was his way of saying ‘hey, Saeran, you make breakfast today’. So, I made normal pancakes. Actually, I put some… little chocolate chips in them, like the kind we got last time we ate breakfast-”

His voice continued on, as you listened to him describe every detail of his day. A sort of calmness enveloped your heart, along with exhaustion enveloping your body. There in Saeran’s arms, everything felt… safe. Nothing could hurt you, not even the problems, drama, and work that you had just panicked over. There… was no rush to do things. If you took things slowly, maybe… just maybe, it’d all work out. With those thoughts in mind, and Saeran’s voice in the background, you finally fell asleep.

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“(Y/N)? Are you even listening?” Saeran questioned, lifting a hand from your back. As he did so, he glanced at your face, before freezing up. Realizing you were asleep, he put his hand back, sitting back in place. “They’re… asleep,” He thought, a bright blush growing on his face. Despite himself, he smiled slightly, proud that you were comfortable enough with him to fall asleep on him. He rubbed a hand up and down your back, beginning to realize how sleepy he was. As a few more moments passed, the only sound Saeran could hear being your gentle breathing, he found himself drifting off to sleep as well.

#you’ve done it again #you made my heart flutter #loved this as usual #take your time you dont need to rush!! #<33 love you and your work #x reader #saeran choi

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Request: Hi! Could I please request a teru oneshot where the reader is overworked has a massive headache that gets worsened by bright lights and/or loud sounds (anything sensory), with Teru comforting the reader.

⠀𖥻💭 ₊ 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐋 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒.

a/n: sorry for being so late and everything </3 i have a feeling that this about to flop lmfao

notes: gn! reader, unmotivated reader, basically just calling me out in a way

TRANQUIL NIGHTS.

Your body ached in pain from the restless nights while still continuing to achieve what was expected to be done. It was exhausting and you didn’t exactly feel bright nor had the energy to be it. But you managed to pull through so it isn’t all that bad! The massive headaches, tired eyes, and blank mind don’t exactly retell the same story.

Was it hard to keep this all in? Especially to have it hidden from your boyfriend? Yes, Teru would’ve done something sooner if he had known you were in a bad mental state. He would’ve made sure you were taking care of yourself while he took care of you at the same time. He merely wanted to make sure you were alright at all hours of the day, but he didn’t notice earlier since he was also quite busy.

“I just need to finish this and I’ll rest after I’m done. It isn’t much anyways.” You sighed as you talked yourself into finishing the work displayed on your screen. However, the endless scrolling made it seem tiresome as you began losing hope.

This on top of everything else you were troubled with made your head in pain again, only worse. The sun leaking from the window sills along with the screen that you barely noticed that was almost too bright. All the outside noises began making appearances as well. The continuous yapping of birds and people, the disastrous winds, everything was too much to bare. You put your head on your palms as you began to fall into a trance, wanting to be comforted by the oh so welcoming bedsheets that called your name.

‘A nap seems good right about now,’ You craved, wanting nothing more but to finally be freed from your worries. ‘But I need to get this done, not like anyone else is going to do it for me.’ Looking back at the bright screen made you groan and roll your eyes at the indecisiveness of your well-being.

And so you continued working, your eyes piercing into the screen as you typed your troubles away, well not really. You felt weak, drained, overwhelmed—everything along the lines of that. Spiraling into a spew of nothingness, your ears were almost covering themselves from the noise, your eyes started seeing darkness, your breathing became more irregular by the second. It was as if you were in a different world by how exhausted you were.

Wanting to make it stop, you rested your head down and tried to catch your breath for a moment.

A knock was then emitted from the other side, not even bothering with it until a soft voice hummed. “Are you in there? I came to check up on you and maybe we can go somewhere if you’d like. I know that the upcoming exams are making you a bit stressful.”

It was none other than your boyfriend Teru, yet that didn’t make you excited or move an inch. You didn’t even speak up. He let himself inside the room without another thought, smiling to himself as he saw you slumping on the chair with your head on the desk.

“Is everything alright?” He placed a hand to your shoulder, wondering if you were even awake to begin with. Nothing in return with words but a single nudge and yawn came. “Ah, you’re tired, how cute.” He whispered while caressing your body ever so gently. Teru then gazed over at the screen that showed all the work you had done, and still had to complete at a certain time, not much time as well. He frowned as he came to a realization that, you were overworking yourself. Not only with this, but perhaps with other things as well. Why didn’t he notice before?

“I’m tired.” You mumbled as you picked your head up, immediately met with the now setting sun that was still as bright as ever. “Im sure you are.” The blond hushed. He kneeled down to make it easier for him to see you, resting his palm on the side of your cheek, making you inch closer to him.

“Forget about everything for a bit.” Teru suddenly said, looking into eyes that were once filled with exactly the opposite he saw now. “Rest. You need it. You deserve it after everything even if I don’t know the full story.” He said it with such a sad tone that it made you confide in him.

You stayed silent for a bit before speaking up with a small voice once again, “But I have to finish the work, I’m almost done too...”

He sighed, bringing your palm to his cheek now instead, laying his own on-top of it. “You’ve done plenty already, what you need to do now is actually get the energy to continue.”

The sun made an appearance again, striking, shining into the room as it made you wince at how bright it truly was. Teru was even more convinced, if that was even possible, to get you to sleep even if you complained to do so. But you agreed with what he wanted, if anything it was what you wanted as well.

Standing up, he extended his arm to get you to the destination you most longed for, at last at the comforting bed that stood. You both laid down and you felt as if you could breathe again. Teru brought you close to his frame, covering the two of you under the heavy blanket. “Sleep my love, you deserve it.” He murmured as he placed a kiss onto your forehead, now raking his fingers through your hair.

Your body was now at ease, finally.

END.

#toilet bound hanako kun #hanako kun anime #anime #writing #jshk x reader #jibaku shonen hanako kun x reader #jibaku shounen hanako kun #jshk hanako #gender neutral pronouns #tbhk teru #teru minamoto #minamoto teru

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PANINI CAKES EHEHEH IM DOIN WELL !! I HOPE YER ARE TOO O; <33

IM DOING GOOD I HAD FUN TODAY<33 LOVELY TO HEAR YOU’RE DOING WELL LETS CHAT MORE WE’VE BEEN DEAD. MOSTLY ME BAHAHHA

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lol....sorry...for not writing. um i really have no excuse except for the fact that i’ve been really lazy and have no motivation to just write. however i hope that i will soon <33 love y’all

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congrats on 100 followers!! you deserve them and many many more <33 YOU SEEM LIKE THE SWEETEST PERSON EVER AND IM HAPPY THAT YOU HAVE A BLOG HERE BECAUSE I VERY MUCH ENJOY YOUR WRITINGS!-!&/&-

for 100 followers you can uh hm uhhhhshduwks idk—perhaps like a small event? oneshot? IDK HAHHAHA but anyways congrats once again <333

WAAAH??? THANKS SO MUCH FOR 100 FOLLOWERS?????

Y’all all I do is write- I’m so glad so many enjoy it, but it’s something that’s always been so much fun to me, so?? It’s hard to believe so many people enjoy something that I purely just??? Have fun doing??? Does that make sense,,?

However, even as someone who enjoys writing, I’m terrible at coming up with plots- so! You guys sending me requests genuinely means a lot!! So whenever I thank you for sending them, know I’m being very genuine <3 plus, having you guys actually enjoy them?? Means the world!!! I know I can’t write perfectly, but y’all’s compliments make me unreasonably giddy- I physically cannot take compliments, so I usually put my phone down and just- silently freak out because AH someone liked what I wroteeeeeejsbdjdjd!! Anyway!!! You guys always have such cute prompts so, really, thank you so much!! For everything!!!!!

ANYWAY, I have no idea what to do for 100 followers, but I want to be able to show how thankful I am?? If you guys have anything you want me to do, please let me know <33

also btw!!! i promise, requests are being worked on!!!! as a matter of fact, i'm working on one right now :)))

also I feel like I’m overreacting but it just makes me happy <33 I wouldn’t think that anyone would enjoy my writing, much less 100 people???

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PANAAAAAAAAA I MISSS YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

ME TOOOOOOOOOOEOSOOAOAO BUT IVE BEEEDNNNNNNN REAKLYYYYYYY UH IDK IVE JUSY BEEN BUSY AND IM NOT THAT ACTIVE OR WRITE AS MUCH!!! I MISS YOUUUUU AND EVERYONE ELSE 💗💗

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pain. but not actual pain. just pain that this’ll never happen to me.

Hi ♡ Could you write an x reader one shot with Kou and with a female reader that’s very shy, cute, but has low self esteem, loneliness, and self love issues? Also like dressing up in kawaii fashion! (Yes I did just describe myself lol) It’d be heavily appreciated ♡ P.S: Love your profile pic! Where’d you get it from?

kou minamoto x f!reader

a/n: hello!! Not too much at all, I’ll be glad to!! <3 and thank you!! I got it from a post here on tumblr, but I can’t seem to find who posted it?? I know for sure I saved it,,, hmm :(( if i find out, i’ll be sure to let you know exactly who <3 also man, this is lowkey all over the place- i’m sorry about that ahhh, i hope you like it!!!

warnings: mentions of overall disliking yourself?

word count: 1,264

Going from elementary to middle school was a nerve-wracking experience for anyone- and our bubbly, almost cat-like boy (or maybe he’s more of a dog) felt no different. However, he entered the classroom with his usual brightness about him, already having convinced himself that the year would surely be fine! The moment Kou Minamoto saw you sitting in a desk in his class, he could feel his heart rate increase, his face growing pink. Our typically loud, outgoing exorcist was momentarily speechless- was such a cute girl really in his class? He noticed you sitting there quietly, not really interacting with other students, and, somewhat hesitantly, made his way over to your desk.

He cleared his throat, before placing his hand on his hip, donning his wide smile, his canines poking out rather cutely. “Hello! I’m Kou Minamoto! Who are you?”

First day of middle school, on top of your already shy personality, on top of a boy who looked rather like a degenerate introducing himself excitedly- it was certainly overwhelming. Despite that having should been obvious, Kou still stood there expectantly, looking at you as he waited for an answer.

“(Y/N)... (L/N),” You responded quietly, avoiding eye-contact.

There it was- the moment your friendship with Kou began. Or, more like the moment Kou began to see you as a friend. From that moment, until the present- your last year of middle school, Kou stuck by your side, proud to consider himself your best friend.

It wasn’t uncommon for Kou to ask about you, compliment you, and worry about you. He knew in his heart that he was going to be there for you no matter what you needed, but he wondered if you knew that as well. He surely hoped so, but… there was a part of him wondering whether or not it was as obvious as he thought it was. If anything he did was as obvious as he thought it was- in one of those moments of thinking, probably thinking a little too much, Kou found himself wanting to address that fact. He wanted to let you know that he cared- he cared, maybe even in a way “just friends” didn’t care.

“Hey, (Y/N)? Ready to walk home?” Kou asked you, slinging his backpack over his shoulder as he always did. You nodded, picking up your bookback, already well aware that Kou was going to take it from you so that you didn’t have to carry it. That he did, taking your backpack from your hands and carefully putting it on his other shoulder. At that, the both of you stepped out of the school, and began your usual path back to your home.

The walk was unusually quiet for a few moments, and you found yourself growing anxious at the fact that Kou wasn’t talking- had you done something? Was he upset at you? Or had he simply had a bad day…?

“(Y/N), uh… I was just thinking in class, and… well, you know we’re friends right? Best friends?”

“Yeah… of course we are, Kou,” You responded, trying to make your voice seem as calm as you could. You were well aware that if Kou could hear your nerves in your voice, he’d drop what he was about to say in order to ask what was wrong.

“So you know you can tell me anything? I was just thinking, I don’t think I’ve ever told you directly that I’m really always here for you. Whether you want to talk about your day, or something you read, or vent about something that happened- I’m your own personal diary. You can tell me anything, and I won’t tell another living soul… I really love you, (Y/N), no matter what.”

You felt your footsteps slow, as you carefully processed what he said. Someone… there for you. Someone who loved you, regardless of anything you’d been through, or anything you’d done. But how? You weren’t exactly sure how anyone, much less someone who seemed to shine brighter than the sun despite what he’d had to deal with, could think of you so highly… in your mind, weren’t you nothing? What was there to love about someone like that, you thought…?

You hadn’t even realized the tears falling down your face until a soft, and yet slightly calloused hand cupped your face, wiping the tears gently. You made eye contact with Kou, who wore a concerned expression, along with a very slight blush, most likely at the fact that he was holding a girl's face in his hands as if it was a dream. Although in a dream, it wouldn’t be because something he said had made her cry.

“(Y/N)...? What’s wrong?”

Ah. There it was. Kou forgetting about anything that had happened previously just so he could know whether or not you were ok. You recalled all the times you lied straight to his face, telling him that you were great- that you were just fine- when, as soon as you got home, you’d go to your room, and think about how often you screwed up that day. You also realized… maybe Kou didn’t care if you screwed up. Would he?

“Sorry- I’m sorry, Kou,” You muttered, continuing to cry as you grabbed hold of the boy's shirt, your fingers gripping weakly to Kou, as if you were scared he was going to turn away and leave you to cry.

“Don’t apologize, (Y/N)... I’m not going anywhere. I’m right here, as long as you need me.”

“Thank you… really, thank you- thank you so much.”

You watched his slight frown turn into a sad smile, as he shook his head again.

“You don’t need to thank me, (Y/N). That’s what friends are for, right…? To hold you when you need it- to be your shoulder to cry on- to... love you regardless...”

Kou brought you into a hug, letting you hold him as tightly as you needed to as you thought about his words. Love… love… he’d used love several times… you recalled the tone in his voice when he said it, searching for a sign as to whether or not his feelings for you were mutual. Maybe… he was encouraging you because he… had feelings for you?

You lifted your head from his shirt, slowly leaning out of the hug to face him properly. Once again, he wiped the stray tears off of your face, smiling fondly as he did so. You couldn’t help but note how much he looked like his brother when he wasn’t grinning like a fool- still, he was very clearly Kou. You loved him because he was Kou.

“I love you, Kou,” You muttered, feeling your face warm up as you did so. He retracted his hand from your face, face growing warm as he opened his mouth to respond, shutting it flusteredly before opening it once again.

“I love you too, (Y/N). Very much.”

A few moments passed, and you noticed Kou glance at your mouth. Your heart rate picked up dramatically, as Kou began to close the gap, moving slowly, not wanting to overwhelm or scare you. His mouth pressed gently against yours, and you didn’t argue, giving him that much more confidence in his action. The kiss was clearly unexperienced, and short-lived, but it was enough for the both of you to know that you really did care for the other. More than friends cared, that is- and Kou grinned, his face red, happy that you finally were aware of how much he cared for you.

#tbhk #going emo #LOL

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this is just so beautifully done... PLS THIS IS SO CUTE ITS MAKING MY TEETH ROT CAUSE OF HOW ITS SO SWEET AND SHFOWOLWODI

HELLO!! Could I get 29 from the kissing prompt with Kou from tbhk? Don’t rush yourself and take your time <33

(I thought this prompt was so cute dhiaoxpa)

kou minamoto x gn!reader

a/n: of course!! This is a really cute prompt, ahhh- probably one of my favorites from the list! And with my favorite character tooooo <3

I mentioned her extremely briefly in this, but can i mention how much i love Tiara??? As often as i insist i don’t like kids (which i honestly dont-) i’d do anything for her????? Precious, absolutely precious- plus her brothers interacting with her warms my heart :)) as always, thank you so much for requesting!!!!

warnings: none <3

word count: 929

You and Kou glanced at the door, watching Teru stick his head in after knocking several times. “I just put Tiara down for a nap, alright?” He whispered, smiling kindly as he always seemed to do, before adding “And I’m gonna go and head out for a while. Kou, make sure (Y/N) gets home safe when they leave. (Y/N), I hope you enjoyed your day, I’m sorry I can’t stay longer. Good luck studying, you two.”

Kou gave a thumbs up, smiling at his brother, “stay safe, nii-chan!”

You nodded, copying Kou’s movements as you told Teru to have a nice night as well.

The eldest Minamoto nodded, shutting the door as he left. You and Kou glanced back at the textbooks in front of you, before sighing in unison. The action made both of you burst into laughter, Kou laughing loudly, nearly forgetting that Tiara was asleep. As he laughed, you put a hand over his mouth, signaling for him to quiet down as you giggled into your other hand. He hushed his laughter, continuing to laugh quietly with you until the fit slowly died down.

“Can I take it that you’re done with studying as well?” You asked, your voice a whisper.

“Definitely,” Kou replied, whispering as well- though his whisper was slightly louder than yours. You smiled fondly at the boy, as he pondered what to talk about next. As he did so, you found yourself cooing over how cute he was when he was thinking- a similar expression to the one he was wearing practically the entire time the two of you studied. Without thinking, you leaned over and pressed a quick kiss to the boy's lips, proceeding to cup his face in your hands, squishing him slightly.

As it always did, Kou’s face erupted into a bright red. “Wh-what was that for?” He questioned, though not complaining in the slightest. “For being so cute,” Was your simple answer.

Kou gently pulled your hands from his face, opting to simply hold them in his own, as he pecked your lips. “Then… there’s one, since you’re cute as well.”

You let out a gentle ‘awwh’, before kissing him once more. “You’re too precious, Kou, my heart might burst.” He copied your movements, pressing another kiss to your mouth, then shaking his head. “You think your heart’s gonna burst? I think I’m on the verge of a heart attack- you can’t surprise me like that.”

As expected, you pressed another kiss to his lips, sitting back to whisper “that’s why I do it, you know? You get so red, it’s adorableeeee,”

Kou kissed you, laughing slightly. “Tease me for blushing all you want, but you’re pretty pink too, you know?”

You kissed him- “Yes, I’m sure. I feel my face burning, actually, but that’s simply your affect on my poor emotions.”

He kissed you- “Mhm- well, I was about to say before being cut off, I think there’s some food left. If you want to take it home, I can go wrap it up for you?”

You kissed him- “Oh, that’d be nice… but, staying like this a little longer is also nice, don’t you think?”

He kissed you- “That’s… true. Just remind me before you leave, ‘kay?”

You kissed him- “Will do. Speaking of having to leave, what time is it…? I shouldn’t get home too late.”

He kissed you- “Uhh…” He reached over to his phone, turning it on to view the time, “7:43.”

You groaned, stopping your moment of complaint to kiss him once more, “I need to be home by 8:30… I should probably be leaving soon.”

Kou kissed you, and neither of you bothered to pull away as quickly as you had been. After a moment, you leaned back, sighing as you placed your head against Kou’s shoulder. “I don’t feel like moving.”

“I don’t either… but, I also don’t want your family to hate me…”

You sighed louder, laying the theatrics on thick, as you kissed the boy. “They’d probably hate me before they did you… you’re the second cutest to ever be in the house, right behind our pet.”

He kissed you, laughing lightly, “That’s… fair. But I think I’d be the 3rd if I was that high up- behind the pet and you. Don’t stall though, (Y/N), I genuinely do want to make a good impression.”

“You already haaaaave,” You told him, cutting yourself off by giving him another kiss. “But,” you kissed him once more, “I understand what you mean,” kiss. You stood up, offering your hand to Kou, who accepted it, kissing you once he stood up.

“I’ll go wrap your food, and help you pack your things after?” He offered, kissing you once more. “I can pack my things- you can get the food?” You kissed him again, laughing at the action. “Sounds good!” He exclaimed, before the both of you clamped a hand over his mouth. He corrected himself, whispering “sounds good,” before kissing you one final time. After that, he stepped out of the room, giving you a little salute before making his way down the hall. You grinned, the fuzzy feeling he gave your heart dying down a bit as you began to place your books in your bag. Truly, how could one boy be so cute…? You pondered that question as you placed your backpack over your shoulders, walking into the hallway. As you heard Kou grabbing something, you smiled a bit, preparing to smother the boy in as many kisses as you could before arriving home.

#tbhk #also i was totally #not the anon?!!! #AHHAHAHA #but anyways #i didnt expect it to be done so quick #however its just beautiful 💗

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THIS IS SO WELL-WRITTENNNNN AAAGSIQKKS LOVELY JUST LOVELY IM ALWAYS SO HAPPY WHEN U POST

Could i possibly request number 33 with the kissing prompts for Tsukasa Yugi?

tsukasa yugi x gn!reader

a/n: ohhh of course! i’ve never written for tsukasa before,,, let’s hope i do our gremlin justice!! Thank you so much for requesting!!! <3 (oh my, this isn’t the time or place to ramble about it, but i’m excited that we’re possibly learning more about him in these latest chapters!!!! Idk what’s up, but ahhh, I’m honestly pretty fond of him)

warnings: the reader gets cut, and there’s a description of it!

word count: 588 (not enough, but,,,, ahh idk what else to put,,)

To say that being with Tsukasa was chaotic would honestly be an understatement. You were glad to know this group of people- you loved your friends dearly, and wouldn’t trade Tsukasa for anything, it was simply… an exciting life to live with them. There was always something to do- always something that you could get into. Places to go, things to see, activities to participate in. With Tsukasa, there was never a dull moment.

One thing that was dull however, was the throbbing in your finger as you gently pinched the area around the freshly opened wound. Of all your lovely, precious Tsukasa’s ideas, one of them simply had to involve cooking. You had been cutting away at an ingredient, barely missing the food, and instead slicing right into your finger. You hissed at the pain, placing your finger in your mouth as the throbbing continued.

“(Y/N)?! Are you alright?” Tsukasa questioned, grabbing your shoulders and getting, what would normally be, too close to your face. However, you quickly learned that Tsukasa isn’t familiar with personal space (well, more like he doesn’t care about personal space) and invades your little safe bubble more times than you can count. Despite the action coming off as excessive, you found yourself simply blushing and nodding at the boy.

You removed your finger from your mouth, looking around for a bandaid. “I accidentally sliced my finger. I’m alright, but I do need a bandaid… let me head over to the nurse.”

“I’ll go too!”

After snagging a bandaid and a travel-sized pack of antibacterial ointment from the nurse and applying it all to your cut, you shook your hand lightly, as if trying to shake off the sting. Tsukasa noticed, and silently grabbed your hand with both of his. You knew it was rare for him to be so quiet, but simply watched as he stared up at your face.

“I’m sorry you got cut, (Y/N),” Tsukasa finally said, patting your hand lightly. 

“Thank you- I’m fine though, it’s just throbbing a bit.”

Tsukasa nodded, a thoughtful look crossing onto his face. He very clearly thought for a moment, before his face lit up, a lightbulb practically shining above his head. With the new thought finally clicked in his mind, he held your hand to his mouth, and gently kissed the spot where the cut was.

“Oh? Thank… you?” You questioned, despite how warm your face grew.

“Right! I remembering seeing a parent do it to Amane, and he said that it made it feel better!! Does it feel better, (Y/N)?”

You couldn’t help but grin affectionately at the excited boy, nothing but love and the urge to hug Tsukasa filling you as you looked at him. Not bothering to hesitate any further, you nodded, your other hand barely grazing over the bandaid. “Yeah, I think it does!”

“Yay!!!”

<3

Though cute the first time, and still cute as time went on, it was safe to say Tsukasa really enjoyed kissing any injury you got better. From little bruises to paper cuts, expect the cat-like boy to hurry his way over to you and place a little kiss on the spot. However, he also expects for you to do the same for him, despite the fact that he’s… you know, a ghost- still, if he hits something in a way that would normally cause pain, expect him to make his way over to you and hold it up. And who are you to say no to such a cutie? 

#tbhk #anime reccs

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Request: head-canons about (human) Mitsuba with a s/o that likes to draw? Like he takes pictures of things and they draw things- and they could use his pictures as drawing references it’d be so cute

𝐒𝐊𝐄𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒, mitsuba souske

a/n: if this flops just like lex’s post i’m gonna cry of laughter, and no i’m not being mean she does worse to me

notes: gen! reader, human! mistuba, not proofread

SKETCHING WONDERS:

Though he won’t show it often, almost never, he’s in complete awe of what you create. He’ll probably say some back handed compliments on your art but sometimes Mitsuba admits that it’s pretty good.

At first he didn’t really know that you’re font of such a thing—and stood there as you peacefully drew outside. He was quite amused by it as well, finding it serene to see your graceful movements and strokes against the blank sheet or canvas.

You both titled yourselves as the “artistic duo” because the two of you use each other for inspiration for the kinds of art you make. Whether you need ideas on what to draw, or he’s stuck on what else he should photograph, you help the other out. Because of this, you have little gatherings to do what you both love in either silence or laughter.

He takes very interesting pictures and he’ll probably say for you to draw it if you’re so good at it. Ends up quiet when you actually do what he challenged, holding it as he gazes at it for a while. Later sighing and mumbles that it’s amazing djakksa

After that, you ask him for his photographs as references and he just stays in denial. He wouldn’t mind, but is overly confused on why you’d want to draw the types of thing he captures. The pink haired male then hands them over to you, somewhat embarrassed that you like his photography enough to sketch them.

He’ll try to take better pictures so you can go up to your full potential. Whether it be small doodles or a full on drawing, he still likes everything you do.

Mitsuba would even go as far as to keep a book filled with drawings you give to him, or either hanging it in his room so he could admire them. For even if you think they aren’t the best, not everyone is magnificent at it.

END.

this is so shitty but i just wanted to post something ❤️

#toilet bound hanako kun #hanako kun anime #anime #writing #jshk x reader #jibaku shonen hanako kun x reader #jibaku shounen hanako kun #jshk hanako #gender neutral pronouns #tbhk mitsuba #mitsuba sousuke

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Boo skjdkdnd <33

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bro pannacake i lov ya )= ☆ put this star into the inbox of your favorite blogs. it’s time to spread positivity! <3 ☆ ( ofc, ya dont have to do it again if you've already done so !! )

I LOVE YOU!!! AAAAAAA SJAKDIA

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idek if this was a new thing but omfg your theme 00=

IDIWODJW—THANK YOU MY LOVE!! BUT YOURS IS MORE ETHEREAL 💗💗

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Request: can you do an teru or akane fluff where the reader sees him playing with little kids and the reader is just so smitten (fem or gender netural)

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐃 𝐇𝐂𝐒.

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃-𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒, akane & teru

a/n: g-guess who finally posted— *gets slapped by everybody*

notes: gn! reader, overall wholesome content

AKANE AOI:

He isn’t one to be around a child, mostly not caring for them or just leaving them be with a disgusted look etched onto his face.

One day you both had to take care of one of your younger relatives (he was merely there at the time) and just had a blank expression the entire moment.

Though at first—he forced himself to help you out in not wanting you to take all this matter in your hands. For that reason, he tried his best looking after the kid.

SO MONOTONOUS IN THE START THOUGH- he really wants this all to be over.

Would carry them around and end up doing everything incorrect, making you to take charge and tell him in what he’s doing wrong

Akane is a very intellectual person, so he is a fast learner, especially if it’s for someone he so truly admires and loves.

When nightfall is settled, he is practically a completely different person from what he was once in the beginning. He’d have the child cradled in his arms with a small yet noticeable smile, or either messing around with them.

You could be either there along with him or in another room and he wouldn’t move an inch from where he is. One could say that he has grown fond over someone in such a short event of time.

Knowing this all along but now more than ever, he was the person you wanted to be there in your life eternally. He’s drained from tending a younger person—and you just keep on thinking on how he was willing to try to help out on something like this. How he turned into a more gentle person with them instead of not caring like before. You loved watching that happen.

TERU MINAMOTO:

Has more of a understanding in it considering he has a younger sibling himself, but it mostly just depends on how the child is and his mood.

Most of the children do take a liking to him though—so it isn’t very difficult right off the bat.

Knows the responsibility it comes with as well, and is an exceptionally well babysitter as well. It’s almost second nature to Teru at this point.

The only expression he shows is pure contentment in not wanting to fret the mere child. He’s repeatedly seen with a smile plastered on because he actually enjoys being with the younger human.

Would immediate take charge if you get tired or need to do something, even when he’s weary as well.

Carries them around and makes sure they’re doing well and isn’t bored at all. I mean, he does this with his siblings as well so it shouldn’t be such a difficulty for him.

Then at the end, he’s seen sleeping with the kid alongside him, ensuring himself that they’re there by pulling them in close.

You already know how exhausting he is, he practically always is, but seeing everything unravel that day made your mind expand into endless thoughts.

Of course, he was always like this as seen with his family, yet you couldn’t help but be overly pleased with such a warming memory you’d never forget. You would always remember how his eyes were calling out for sleep but his smile was as evident as ever, laughing with the kid. Always wanting to see him like that forever.

END.

#🖇—anna’s fics #toilet bound hanako kun #hanako kun anime #anime #writing #jshk x reader #jibaku shonen hanako kun x reader #jibaku shounen hanako kun #jshk hanako #gender neutral pronouns #akane aoi #teru minamoto #tbhk teru #tbhk akane