#YES it's romantically as well but right now i'm having a best friend breakdown and best friends to lovers is my fucking bread and butter

[im-not-samantha-im-samanta]

~Dr. Facilier x Insecure!Reader~

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A few words from author: Hi there, friends! Welcome to my first Disney villains fanfic! ^^

It took me a while to figure out an Oneshot idea for some Disney villain, but thanks to recent occurrences, inspiration was granted to me ^^".

Writing this I realized I struggle with writing emotions as I actually have tough time knowing what I'm feeling in real life, but I really hope that I wrote what the Reader feels well enough ^^".

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Settings: Romantic focused

Genre: Hurt/Comfort kinda thing with eventual fluff

!TRIGGER WARNING!: Talks of self image issues, mentions of obsessing over one's weight, mentions of toxic relatives, description of emotional breakdowns, feelings of insecurity, feeling negatively about oneself, light mentions of self loathing,

Sidenote: Body type of reader is not specified as I wanted this to be for everyone! Btw, no matter your body type, you're all gorgeous and do not let anyone tell you otherwise!!! <3

Sidenote: This was my very first time writing Facilier so, I hope I wrote him well enough ;~;

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Anyways, that should be all! Hope y'all will enjoy reading this!

See ya next time, bunny-boos! <3

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Words hold a great power, and people don't seem to realize that - or well, they, at least, don't seem to care much.

But that's just what comes in natural to people, what they are taught throughout their lives.

Because, after all, their actions are rarely ever met with any sort of consequences - or well, consequences that would concern them, that is - so, why should they care?

And while it's true that there sure are people who do care or see that their words can affect others, it's only because it is them who have faced the consequences of other people not caring what leaves their mouth.

Yes, sad and unfair for sure, but that's just how it works - you yourself knew that well enough first-hand. And as if that wasn't enough of a lesson, life also liked to often remind you this simple fact and make sure you don't ever forget...

This time the reminder came in the form of an encounter with your family relatives.

Your relationship with your relatives was never the best, you just didn't get along very well as these people were definitely amongst those who liked to leave whatever out of their mouths without a care, and usually it was you who ended up being on the receiving end...

And so, understandably, you made sure to avoid meeting up with these relatives as much as possible, but unfortunately, sometimes it had to happen because amongst these kinds of relatives were your great grandma and grandpa who weren't such shitty people - it was still a mystery to you how these two could be related to the rest when they were the polar opposite.

You sure were lucky to have at least these two, but it was also really unfortunate, because this meant that you had to visit for birthday celebrations and such, which obviously meant interaction with the rest of the relatives...

And though there was always the option to skip and come to your great grandparents sometime else, it didn't feel right to do so, and not to mention that you skipped all kinds of celebrations with your relatives last year, and also the year before last year...

And so, this time you just had show up whether you liked it or not, even if just for an hour or two...

And you sure did stay for just about an hour and a half before you left the celebration and headed home, but your relatives managed to open up old wounds even withing such short time... 

You tried to not let their remarks get to you, of course, and for a few days after the nasty reunion you were fine, but now you were no longer fine and your humble little bedroom was filled with the sound of cries that echoed and chased one after the other from one wall of your room right to the other.

Said bedroom was a complete, utter mess, mirroring how you were feeling on the inside just perfect.

All of your clothes were laying tossed on the ground, a good amount of them being torn to shreds and no longer able to hold the shape they were made for, and you yourself wore nothing but your underwear as you sat in all that mess while facing the now broken mirror you slammed to the floor in a fit of rage and devastation just a few moment ago.

You tried, you really tried to not let your relatives' hurtful comments get to you - you hated that you let them plague your mind like that - and you really were fine when you went to prepare yourself for your afternoon date with your dearest voodoo man. 

But it took just one look into the mirror for you to fall apart, because suddenly you started to see all the flaws your relatives have pointed out - suddenly you wondered if you really have gained weight, if your behind grew larger, if your stomach was fatter, if your face got chubbier...

And before you even knew it, you found yourself tossing all of your clothes out of your closet, and forcefully trying on piece after piece before franically checking yourself in the mirror to see if your relatives' words held any truth in them.

But when you found that the toxicity of your relatives has completely messed up your mind's perception and you couldn't really tell if something about you has changed or if you've always looked like that, you slipped and your consciousness fell into the darkest pits of your mind where only the worst kind of emotions took ahold of you.

And blinded by all of the rage, hopelessness, frustration and fear, you lost control and a rampage began.

You found yourself shoving to the ground the long mirror that provided you with your messed up reflection - the reflection you couldn't stand no more - and you found yourself tearing apart the clothes that used to make you feel confident and gorgeous.

It was a heartbreaking sight to witness, but what was the most saddening wasn't what happened in the heath of the moment - it was what followed right after.

It was the moment that was already mentioned and was happening now - the moment of you sitting on the cold ground between all your messed up pieces of wardrobe and your shattered mirror while you lifelessly stared in front of you, tears streaming down your face and your cries filling up the empty silence of your bedroom.

After your outburst you have seemingly calmed down, but you weren't feeling better one bit. You felt pretty much the same, you just weren't filled with way too many emotions to handle and instead you felt empty and lifeless, unable to do anything more than just sit there and cry.

And as you sat there, sniffling, it felt as if the clock's stopped ticking and you were stuck in time.

Your mind felt empty, you had no idea what to think and you weren't even sure what you felt anymore or if you felt anything at all.

All you knew was that you felt how your cold tears ticked your face and you also felt heavy weight in your chest that could be only described as your heart turning to stone and pulling your chest down with an incredible weight to the point it hurt and you couldn't breathe...

Suddenly though, when you felt like it was gonna get worse, the doorbell at your front door rang and you were brought back to the present. 

And as the repetitive melody of your doorbell had you perk up, the fog in your mind has lifted and you were reminded of what you've been doing in the first place - you were getting ready for a date with your favourite shadow man, who apparently was already here.

This realization had you scramble up to your feet and quickly grab something oversized to put on, just so that you wouldn't be coming to open the front door only in your underwear.

"Coming!" You called as you hurried towards the main entrance of your humble house, and it wasn't until you finally opened the front door that the reality of the situation truly hit you - Facilier was here to take you out on a date, and you were far from prepared and far from being in the mood for going out.

"Facilier," You breathed out when you saw the voodoo man standing at your doorstep, and you felt your heavy heart ache because when your eyes met, you could see it in his eyes how excited he was to see you today.

"Ah, darling!" Facilier chimed with a wide grin as he straightened up before he tipped his hat and resting his hat over hit heart, he added in a smooth voice: "How lovely it is to see you on this very day!".

And before you could even get yourself to react - let alone have the heart to ruin your date's jolly mood - the shadow man shoved one of his lanky hands into the sleeve of his attire and then magically pulled out a small but beautiful rose with petals of vivid red.

"A little something for ma chérie/mon chéri." he murmured as he reached out to you, intending to hand you the rose (which you've noticed didn't have even one thorn).

Normally such gesture would've gotten you breaking into a bright big smile and it'd have your breath stolen, but this time a mere twitch of your lips' corners trying to curl upwards was all you could offer, and you felt awful about it...

"Faci," a soft sigh left your lips as you carefully took the rose from Facilier's hand and your tired gaze met the voodoo man's lively one as you lowly went on: "you didn't have to... really...".

And as you looked at the rose in your hand, the heavy and tight feeling in your chest grew worse because God, Facilier was so excited about your date and you were about to ruin everything just because you let yourself get affected by words of people who were so below you and didn't even have a place in your personal life.

You felt so stupid about it, and you felt like a horrible partner too... And the more you thought about it, the more cruel and toxic your thoughts became, to the point you had to close your eyes to collect yourself and fight your tears.

Your unusual behaviour didn't go unnoticed by Facilier, of course, nor did the fact you looked like an utter mess (he still found you gorgeous though). The whole time he said nothing though as he waited for you to confess what was wrong, but when it was obvious you weren't gonna tell him, and that what was bothering you was very serious, the shadow man finally spoke up.

"Chère/Cher..." He cooed gently as his blissed expression slowly melted away and the bright smile he wore the entire time turned more gentle and lost the charlatan nature it normally had, and his sparkling purple eyes - those gorgeous eyes of his that always had wickedness and mystery sparkling in them - filled with genuine concern.

"what is the matter?" he asked you quietly as his warm hands took ahold of your hand that was carefully gripping the rose he's given you.

But when his question and gesture were met with you taking in a shaky breath and facing away, Facilier moved one of his hands to cup your face and use his thumb to wipe away the tears you hadn't even realized started rolling down your face.

"Darling," The shadow man murmured barely above whisper - as if afraid that speaking louder would shatter you -, then he gently turned your face to get you look at him. "what happened? I promise you that whatever it is, I'll fix it.".

This time you did turn to look at Facilier, your tear-filled eyes meeting the concerned ones of the voodoo doctor. And you opened your mouth to try and explain yourself, but the only thing that came out was a low hiccup as you attempted to bring yourself to speak: "I- I-".

And when your attempts to explain yourself failed, you felt yourself sigh shakily before you muttered a low: "I'm sorry,".

At first you weren't even sure what were you apologizing for, was it the fact you ruined your date? Was it the fact you couldn't bring yourself to tell your lover the cause of your sorrows? Was it that you felt like a horrible partner?

But then you realized that it was probably all of the above - you were apologizing for everything.

"I'm- I'm so sorry..." You repeated as your gaze fell to the ground and you felt your throat closing up with a sob getting caught in it.

"I ruined your mood and- and our date." You continued, not giving your lover the opportunity to say anything.

"And I can't even come up with how to- how to tell you what's bothering me- I'm such a bad partner!" You wailed while hiccuping and struggling to hold your sobs in.

But Facilier didn't seem to agree as his eyes widened before he shook his head.

"What?" He said in disbelief, then clicked his tongue disapprovingly before he went on. "No, no, what are you saying chérie/chéri?" He whispered with voice sweet as honey as he leaned down to you, his hand on your face tugging your face up to look him in the eyes again.

"Why would you even think to say such words?" He asked you with his voice sounding heartbroken and when you finally looked up into Facilier's eyes, you could see that he wasn't angry with you one bit like you've expected for him to be - the only thing you could read from his face was that he was worried for you and that his heart might shatter at what you just said about yourself.

And that realization had you feel worse and you felt your lower lip quivering as you so desperately tried to not fall apart at the very moment, because this man loved you so much and treated you with nothing but kindness... And you? You couldn't even get yourself to go on a simple date with him to make him happy... God, did you even deserve Facilier at all?

"I'm - I'm sorry..." You forced out again, but before you could add anything more, Facilier shushed you.

"No, no, no more of that." He shook his head and cupped your face with his other hand as well before he added: "Chère/Cher, my sweetest, my world, mon coeur - you did nothing wrong!".

"But you gotta tell me what's the reason behind those tears, alright?" He requested as he held your face in his warm hands, getting you to look him in the eyes that were nearly full of desperation to get an answer out of you, assuring you of how deeply the voodoo doctor cared for you.

You said nothing at first, but you did not your head and hummed in agreement as you tried to gather yourself and stop your weeping, knowing how much it hurt your lover to see you like that.

Then, with a deep inhale, you answered: "I- I think I might've gained weight...", and saying it out loud, in front of Facilier, you couldn't help but feel your face heat up in an ashamed and embarrassed manner.

You felt quite sheepish starting this topic with the shadow man and only now that you've said it, you began to feel like crying over such thing was embarrassing... After all, who would have an emotional breakdown over gaining some weight...?

And that got you worried because you had no idea what Facilier would say on that matter... Would he agree? Would he laugh at you? Or would he simply wave his hand and scoff? There were so many possible reactions...

But the reaction you didn't expect at all was the one you got.

"Oh, darling..." He cooed, and he allowed one of his hands to run through your hair. "that assumption couldn't be further from the truth, but even if that were the case, nothing so insignificant could change my love for you.".

A kiss is then planted onto your forehead, gaining a tiny smile from you.

And Facilier then continued: "There's nothing wrong with not being exactly like pin-up girl. Besides, your body - no matter the size - does not define your worth as a person, as a human being."

"I love you for you, and you losing or gaining a few pounds isn't gonna change that. Not now, not ever." He smiled sweetly while his thumb stroked your tear-stained face, slowly soothing your troubled mind.

You slowly began to feel better with each new reassuring word coming from the voodoo man's lips, you didn't say anything, you didn't need to.

You just smiled softly as your tears began to disappear and you listened to the smooth voice of your lover talk your worries away - he really knew how to use his words just to get what he desired.

And after your mind was at ease, and your sobs died down, you both stared at each other in comfortable silence, both your gazes holding great fondness for the other.

Eventually, after a few passing moments, Facilier spoke up again: "Are you feeling any better, Mon Coeur?".

"Yes, much better," You nodded with a smile as your eyes sparkled with content, and you gave one last short sniffle. "thank you, Facilier.".

"Anytime, Chère/Cher..." Facilier smiled happily before he planted another gentle kiss onto your forehead.

"But I've got one last question," He then said and his expression went serious for a little moment.

"Yes? What is it?" You asked and rested your hand on top of Facilier's hand that was still cupping your face, urging him to follow through with his question as you gazed at him curiously.

"Who was it that planted those awful thoughts into that mind of yours, hm? I know that it didn't come from your head." He stated lowly, making you suddenly grow nervous since you were very well aware of what the shadow man was like when someone's done you dirty.

"Oh... Well... Y-you know how I was at that family celebration kind of thing...?" You said nervously and forced out a chuckle as if to try and make the situation seem light-hearted just so it wouldn't have your lover planning some sort of revenge in your honour.

"Ah, so your family's to blame... I thought so..." Facilier hummed and you could nearly see the gears turning in the shadow man's head, making you perk up warily: "Faci...".

"Well, I think we shouldn't leave such nasty deeds unpunished..." He mused, ignoring your wary voice that had him know you were already onto him, and the grin spreading across his face was enough for you to know your suspicions of him plotting something were true.

"Faci, no." You warned, but it was also a plea at the same time since Facilier's punishments for people that wronged you or him could range from almost-harmless pranks to straight up murder attempts...

"I already have an idea for what we can do for what they did." He said with a pleased expression and he conjoined his fingers as his evil grin only grew to the point the shadow man's usual charm fleed, granting the man's evilness more space.

And at this point you grew a bit frightened - but not because you feared Facilier would do something to you when he was grinning like that, no, never that - you were frightened because of what the man would do to your relatives.

"Faci, come on, it was not that serious." You pleaded and tried to persuade your lover to let it go just for your relatives' sake, even if a part of you secretly believed they did deserve for something bad to happen to them.

But Facilier's already made up his mind, and so, your weak attempts to save your relatives' sorry asses did you really no good.

"Sorry, love, but nobody gets to get away with making you think you're anything else than perfect" The voodoo man stated in a smooth voice as he slyly snaked his arms around your waist and pulled you closer.

"But what about our date?" You chimed in with this question as your last resort to make him let go of getting payback, gripping the front of Facilier's shirt as he held you pressed against himself.

"Oh!" Facilier perked up suddenly, his eyes widening as he said: "you're absolutely right, ma chérie/mon chéri!".

And for a split second you felt relieved, thinking you've succeeded.

But that was until his next words: "First the date, then payback time!".

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[duckymcdoorknob]

heya ducky - hope you're doing well!

truth be told, i feel like i'm close to having some kind of mental breakdown. i am an icarus; i genuinely believe that there's no point in doing something if you're not aiming for total perfection. anything less than exceptional or at least above average is essentially worthless to me. this attitude towards my life has only been further exacerbated with one of my best friends dropping out of university (i'm so proud of him for doing so because he was not doing well but i feel like there's a huge gap in my life now and as if i'm in a state of mourning). please may you do a sugawara, atsumu or suna comforting their romantic partner reader in some kind of isolated place (rooftop, garden, etc). thank you so much for everything you do <3

Hi Henry!!

I hope that by the time you see this you’re doing better, I know it’s been ages since you’ve sent this in, but I do my requests chronologically. So I hope that it’s not too late!!

I hope all is well for you and that you may be in any sort of place that’s better.

For you? I do all three characters :)

Okay suga’s got long as fuck, but I think he’s your comfort character if i remember correctly so ye :)

Suna’s is a little short bc I don’t know how to write for him oops 🫣

CW BELOW THE CUT: Severe perfectionism, self-health neglect

𝐾𝑜𝑢𝑠ℎ𝑖 𝑆𝑢𝑔𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑎

As we all know, Suga is very attentive and observant. He noticed the drop in your attitude right away.

He found it best not to pry, not wanting to be the reason that you became even more upset.

Instead, he tried to be as supportive from afar as he could.

He’d leave chocolates in your locker every morning, alongside a sticky note.

Sometimes they’d say something to pick you up, like a compliment or a joke. “Your shirt reminds me of you, beautiful and vibrant.”

Or, other times it would give you some kind of inspiring message. “I believe in you with all of my heart. I love you.”

He’d place it in your locker during morning practice, hoping and praying that his little gesture would be enough to get you through the day.

Suga felt his heart sank the day he saw you receive a certain assignment back.

This had been one that the two of you worked together on (oh no, cheating?? In high school? Unheard of!) and he felt good about.

He watched as you read the bad grade and gently placed the paper on your desk, subsequently staring blankly at the white board in front of you.

He didn’t know how, but he knew he had to step in and make sure you were alright.

So, he left another note.

“Hey! I have a surprise for you! Courtyard @3:30?”

All he could do now was hope and pray that you would show up…

When the clock rolled to 3:30, Koushi anxiously awaited your arrival on a bench. He sat patiently, holding a cool leaf that he would assign as your “surprise” if you were to ask.

With a sigh of relief, he saw you clearing the corner with a beaming smile on your face.

What he didn’t know was that you had put this smile on, two seconds before you entered the courtyard.

“Hello my love!” He chimed, patting the seat next to him.

“Hi Suga!” You beamed in response, sitting next to him, “So. What’s the cool thing you wanted to show me?”

Koushi gulped, still holding his smile on. “Look at this amazing leaf that Noya found for me this morning!” He showed you this leaf as if it were a $100 bill.

“Ah… wow!” You replied, flabbergasted. “That’s… that’s something alright!”

Your boyfriend sighed, suddenly leaning onto your shoulder. “Okay I might have lied. I just wanted to spend time with you.”

You couldn’t help but smile sincerely this time around. You ran your fingers through his hair absentmindedly. “I could use the time right now.”

“So I’ve noticed…” he murmured.

“What?” You asked, fingers slowing to a vault.

Shit.

Koushi sighed, unmoving. He took your hand and kissed it gently. “Please tell me what’s been going on. I’m so worried about you.” his voice was just above a whisper.

Your breath caught in your lungs as you registered his words, “Nothing im-“

“(Y/N). You barely reacted to the grade you got on the assignment we worked on. What’s in that pretty head of yours?”

“I feel so… so empty.” You whisper, gripping his hand suddenly, “Like nothing matters anymore.”

“I see. Is there anything I can do to help?”

“No, Suga. I’m sorry. I just can’t seem to find the reason to do anything unless if it’s absolutely perfect. I just want all of my efforts to be recognized.”

Koushi lifted his head off of your shoulder and pressed his forehead to your own. “I love you. So damn much.” After that, he held both sides of your face and pressed a kiss to your forehead. “Anything that you do makes me absolutely proud. No matter how badly our ship sinks, we always get back up.”

He pressed another kiss to your forehead, “I don’t know who set such high standards for you, but I’m here to crush them. You’re doing just fine yourself and you don’t need anyone to tell you how to live your life. I’ll always be pleased with you, no matter what you do.”

“Thank you.” You whisper in reply.

“Anytime. I’d do anything for you.” And with that, he finally pressed the sweetest kiss on your lips.

𝐴𝑡𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑢 𝑀𝑖𝑦𝑎

Atsumu is such a sweetheart. This boy would do anything for you.

He learned from a fellow classmate that you had been in a pretty tough spot lately, so he immediately jumped into action.

“Good morning!” The blonde boy chimed as he stood next to your locker.

“Uff- hi ‘Tsumu.” You replied, clutching your chest, “you scared the bejeesus outta me.”

“Sorry!” He gave you a kiss on the cheek as an apology, “I have a big surprise for you later!”

“Oh? A surprise, for little ol’ me?” You teased, smiling in giddiness.

“Yep!” He cooed, “I can’t wait!”

As he turned away to go to his own classes, your boyfriend hoped that this would be enough to get you through your day.

To his delight, Atsumu was met with you at his locker at the end of the day.

He grabbed his belongings, chatting about his day with you. When he was all packed up, he led you to his house by hand.

“Okay so!” He beamed as he entered the house. “I noticed that you haven’t been your happiest lately, so I had ‘Samu help me with this…”

You immediately felt your heart sank. He had noticed? You were doing so well keeping it hidden…

Regardless, you quirked a brow at him out of curiosity.

“Surprise!”

When your attention shifted to Atsumu, he was standing in front of a bunch of random ingredients.

“We’re gonna make and decorate sugar cookies!” He chimed.

You couldn’t help but smile. Maybe this would be fun.

Unfortunately, everything decided to go against you. Your icing was too warm, so it melted as it came out of the bowl, there was a hole in your piping bag, and some of the cookies were too crumbly.

So there you and your boyfriend sat, covered in miscellaneous baking ingredients, and colored icing.

“Damn it,” you muttered through gritted teeth, “This was just another thing for me to fuck up, and I did a great job. Sorry, ‘Tsumu. I must’ve messed this up for you too.”

“Sweetheart, what do you mean?” Atsumu instantly put down his cookie and bag, taking both of your hands, “Here, come talk to me.”

He led you to his bedroom and shut the door. He sat you down on the bed and held you in your lap. “Tell me everything. Please don’t hesitate; I’m right here for you.”

So, you told him. You told him how awful you felt whenever things didn’t exceed the expectations that you had for yourself. You explained how you felt a huge void in your life since your friend left school.

“(Y/N), I love you.” was all he said.

He pulled you into a tight hug, kissing your cheek int he process. “I love everything about you. I love how passionate you are to succeed. Even though it may be a little much sometimes, your iron-will never lets you down.”

“I love how you can completely drop whatever’s bothering you, so that you can hang out with me. I know that it takes a lot out of you to pretend to be okay when you’re not. So, thank you.”

“And. I think you’re doing the best you can. I love you, but I think your standards are too high. You have to give yourself room for failure. You are human, after all. You can’t always have things go the way you want them to. But I adore you for trying your best every time.”

You sighed and squeezed him tighter, holding him as if he would leave you. “Thank you ‘Tsumu. I love you too.”

“Come on.” he said, picking you up from the couch, “We have cookie pieces to try and decorate.”

You nuzzled into his shoulder. He really did love you with all of his heart.

𝑅𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑜 𝑆𝑢𝑛𝑎

When Rin noticed that you weren’t taking care of yourself, he immediately spiraled into an internal panic.

You were not one to ever endanger yourself, so he was automatically worried.

Whenever he would text you, you wouldn’t reply for hours straight.

Whenever he would call you, you would reply with “Can’t talk. Have to study.”

Whenever he would see you in the hallway, you would have the most prominent bags under your eyes.

Eventually, he couldn’t stand to see you tearing yourself apart.

He shot you a quick text one Saturday morning. “Hey beautiful. Meet me at the memorial at 1pm?”

To his delight, you replied immediately. “That sounds fantastic right about now.”

“Perfect, I’ll see you then, love.”

Suna sighed and flopped backwards on his bed. What could he do to help you?

Hours passed as the middle blocker brainstormed how to approach the situation, and how to comfort you.

When it was time for him to leave, he left with the best idea he could come up with…

Suna arrived at the park and found you sitting by the fountain. He chuckled lightly to himself and made his way toward you.

“Hi, (Y/N).” He said happily, sitting down on the grass next to you.

“Hey, Rin.” You replied, immediately laying your head in his lap.

“So I wanted to ask you something important.” He said, running his fingers through your hair.

“And that might be?”

He sighed.

“Are you okay?”

Your breath left your lungs as you attempted to speak. “I- yeah. I’m okay, honey. Why do you ask?”

“Sweetheart please don’t lie to me. I just want you to be happy again.” He muttered, cupping your cheek with his hand.

You sighed and looked up to the sky. “No, Rin. I’m not okay.”

“Talk to me, please.”

“Nothing is worth it anymore. I try so hard to be absolutely perfect all of the time. My studies, my grades, my activities. All of it. If it isn’t perfect, I hate the result.” You explained.

“Right.”

“And I just don’t feel like I’m full anymore. There’s been a void in my heart for a long time, and I just want it to go away. I wanna be good enough. I want to be able to look at myself and see a successful person.”

“Well, you just need to look harder.” He replied.

“What?”

“You heard me.”

“Rintaro, what do you mean?”

“I mean that you’re perfect the way you are. Please stop trying to change yourself. You try the hardest at every activity you do. You try so hard to be the best and it kills me to see you neglecting yourself and your health. Please don’t hurt yourself anymore, I just can’t take seeing you so beaten down.”

“Rin, you don’t get it.”

“I understand plenty. We’re in a hard spot with our education right now, but there’s no need to have such high standards. I know how badly you want to succeed, but you already are. You’re doing your best at everything, and that’s all we could ask you for. I’m already proud of you, so at the very least that should be enough.”

You sighed and sat up, turning around to tackle him in a hug. “I love you, Rintaro.”

“And I love you more, (Y/N).” He replied softly, returning your hug tightly.

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[courtoftheclueless]

WOULD LIKE LEVIN SWORD AND PARALLEL FALCHION FOR CHARLOTTE CHARLIZE. and also sword of the creator and siegmund for joy 👁

Babe, there was a mix up. Charlotte Charlize Claes is a Fire Emblem SI, Specifically Three Houses. Yes, there is a ridiculous crossover with Hamefura, but it's a joke that has ascended to God. Because of this, I will use the questions for Joy with Charlotte too.

Long Post, sorry

Charlize Charlotte Claes

Sword of the Creator: Let’s talk supports. What are supports like between you and your f/o? What is your highest support rank? 

Charlize would have full supports with Dimitri, which focuses on the pairs relationship with their related titles. Charlize was the eldest child of a family with no male heirs, and so was raised to be the next Lord Claes. However when they get to the Officers Academy, they get told that Keith was adopted and thus is the next Lord. Meanwhile, they are having a breakdown that the are trying to hide. Dimitri feels apprehensive about one day becoming king, especially knowing that he is not always the most stable because of the Voices. Add in that the both of them have an uncontrolable strength that harms others (Dimitri's being physical and Charlize's being magical) and they can understand some of the other's issues. Towards the end of their conversations, he has to convince them that they are ready to be a Queen because they are already someone that Fergus looks up to. Well, if we were following Game logic of people get to live happily ever after once the game is done. In My Canon, because Charlize's issues are deep rooted and they first have to take care of their family issues before they handle their romantic ones... Which includes calling out Lady Claes for her treatment of both of her daughters. (They do eventually get together tho)

Siegmund: Are there any supports or other character interactions involving your f/o that you particularly like?

Look, I am a simple lady. I love Dimitri and Sylvain is my best friend. Of course I love the awful Dynamic between them. I want a full Support Tree with them, but unfortunately we are not allowed that. We were robbed of the two of them finally understanding one another fully.

Joy

Sword of the Creator: Let’s talk supports. What are supports like between you and your f/o? What is your highest support rank? 

So, backstory: Joy is the FEH Summoner who got yeeted unto Hoshido when Bruno tried to get them back to Askr. She works as the Retainer to war prisoner Lady Azura, a few years before the events of Fire Emblem Fates. Joy gets two descriptions because of having two FOs. With Ryoma, the support focuses on the pair of them meditating to give one another reprive from the war and expectations of others. Joy is noted to often be mending clothing during the calm down sessions, and brushes Ryoma's hair in the S rank one. Saizo, however, is a Paranoid Creeper. The ranks are around him becoming untrusting of Joy again, as they seem to know things about some of the opponents that someone should not know. Which, they will relent is suspicious but also, consider: IF she was going to try and hurt the Royal Fam, she would have done so already. So in return, they start to creep him right back, and do it by observing him they build a little doll of him. At the end of his A Rank, he gets it and is like "Okay, yeah, we are chill" and is lowkey excited because it lights fireworks. the S Rank has him using it to propose to her.

Siegmund: Are there any supports or other character interactions involving your f/o that you particularly like?

I'm not going to lie, I cannot remember right now. Sorry. And I really feel like answering with the other is kinda cheating, y'know????

#courting the clueless #tbd ryoma and saizo tag #coutrier of gryphons #dolls and daggers

[fakeloveaskblog]

Pft, texting memes, oh dear. I'm happy both Remus and Remy found a friend. Also, message for Janus: "Same color as my murdered husband's blood? Seriously Janus? In other news, please talk to Logan. I honestly have no idea why you reacted as you did back during that get together, but it hurt him and you don't seem to be doing so hot either, maybe talking to him about how he made you uncomfortable and why you reacted that way will help?"

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It had been a slow day at the library. Janus had done his best to avoid Logan by spending all day behind a desk doing paper work. Just like he'd done the entire week.

He leaned back in the chair and stretched out his arms. Coffee time. He walked like an exhausted armadillo to the break room. He regretted it the moment he opened the door.

Logan sat by the table. An astronomy magazine sat in his hands along with his lunch sandwich. He was wearing a shirt which was clearly actually Patty's because it had nothing but puppies and rainbows on it and was a bit too short for him.

Janus froze in the doorway. His throat filled with regret. Logan looked up at the sudden sound. Their eyes met. He couldn't breathe.

He held onto the door handle like it was a lifeline. It took a moment before he was even able to move. And as soon as he could he tried to leave.

"Wait!" Logan got up and hurried over to him. He made sure to not get too close "About the get together-"

"I'm sorry" Janus mumbled out. He stared down into the ground.

"It's not- You don't have to apologize. I'm not angry. Anger is the last thing I am feeling...I only want to know what I did wrong. What- Why I made you uncomfortable. So I don't do it again"

Janus couldn't reply. It was all too much. Too many thoughts were piling up inside his head until it felt like his skull would break. Logan's gentle voice was only making it worse.

His heart hurt "I- I-"

Tears welled into his eyes and a shaky sob left his lips. He tried to desperately hide his crying by burying his head in his gloved hands but he couldn’t stop his shaking shoulders or weak sobs.

“Oh dear” Logan gently placed his hands on his shoulders and led him over to the table “Let’s sit down okay”

Janus tried to make himself as small as possible as he sat down on the chair. He didn’t look up at his love. 

“This is pathetic” He mumbled out while hopeleesly trying to force the tears away. They had been building up for so so long. Now he couldn’t stop sobbing.

“It’s not. Take your time. There’s no rush”

He held onto the fabric of his pants so hard they wrinkled “Logan I- I promise- Since I met you- I- I’ve never been more awake in my entire life- I used to live in a fog of just surviving but you opened my eyes and I’ve been yearning to actually live ever since...and- and I’ve- I’ve wanted to live with you”

Logan was taken aback. He reached out to take Janus’ hand but his crush flinched away.

“But...I....I also..” Janus crumbled in on himself and the sobs racked his body “I also feel so much shame- I- I- Just because you’re a guy- and- and I am too- and it’s constant guilt and shame and feeling dirty swallowing me whole....When you tried to kiss me...I wanted it...I so so wanted it...wanted you....But the shame was too much”

“.....That’s okay” Logan assured.

Janus looked up at him in surprise. With his checks wet from tears “What?”

“It is. I am very glad you are honest with me. I appreciate it. I won’t question why you feel that way unless you wish to tell me. I will do my best to help either way. On days when the shame is too much I won’t engage in romantic activities unless you want to. And if the shame is too much every day, well then I shall wait and help you heal until the shame has lessened. No matter how long it takes”

Somehow even more tears welled into his eyes “Lo-Logie!!” He let out as a sob-squeal.

“That is indeed me. Though honestly I do suggest bringing these negative feelings up to Picani. I am aware he is you’re ‘fake therapist’ but he is still an educated man. I am sure he could help, and if these feelings are affecting you to this deegre help is what you need”

Janus was looking like a puppy who’d just gotten their first doggy treat and was having a breakdown over it “You’re so sweet”

Logan straightened his back out of proudness and smiled “Well thank you. I try my best!”

“No. No. That’s the problem” Janus moved further away “You’re so sweet and good and smart and wonderful and pretty and I’m not! It’s not just the shame that’s stopping me! It’s everything about myself! I’m a horrible disgusting liar who takes up too much space” He crumbled even more “I don’t deserve this. Any of this. I don’t deserve you!”

“Oh dear” He sighed deeply “That is never how relationships work I promise. No one ‘deserves’ the other. I didn’t deserve you or Patty or anyone else I’ve been with. I just choose them. And they choose me back....To clarify I have choosen you....If that wasn’t apparent”

Janus’ hands shook "I just- I am so afraid of doing anything wrong. Of ruining all of this"

Logan took his hand, holding it so so gently "Oh Janus, you don't have to do everything perfect. I didn't fall in love with a perfect you and I won't fall out of love with an unperfect you"

One last tear rolled down his cheeks. His eyes were red and his throat hurt. But he intertwined his fingers with Logan’s.

“You promise?”

“I promise to the best of my abilities”

Janus let out a breathe of relief. Like all of the anxities he had been carrying around for the past 6 months had finally left him. Or at least the weight had become easier to carry.

“I’m really sorry for needing all of this reassurance”

“There’s really no need for apologies. If you must say anything I prefer thank yous”

He looked up and met Logan’s eyes. He let out a half hearted chuckle “Then thank you”

Logan sent him a warm smile back “No problem. I would happily hear you out on your ventilation of feelings at any time. As I am sure you would do for me as well”

“I would. I really would. And I would hate to kiss you as well! absolutely despise it! Totally! But I am unsure if I am ready right now. Just confessing and holding hands is totally not overwhelming”

“That’s okay. We can wait. I have all the time in the world as long as that time can be spent with you”

“I am begging you to stop being so corny and heartfelt at the same time all the damn time” Janus said. He ran his thumb gently across his love’s skin “....But....I am quite sure...I would hate to go on that date to the zoo you asked me about”

Logan’s smile grew into the Logan equivalent of an excited grin “Are you sure?”

“As sure as a male psychologist in 1944 diganosing a woman with hysteria”

He used his free hand to happy stim “Great! We can look at snakes while holding hands!”

Janus stimmed back “Yeah!!”

“And....And I could mayhaps...If you would accept it....Call you my....boyfriend while looking at snakes and holding hands?” Logan asked with slight blush on his cheeks.

His crush in response shone up like a christmas tree from blushing “.....yes....”

They both stared at each other for a moment before breaking out into even more overly excited stimming. Janus leaned against Logan’s chest while Lo’s arms moved around his waist to hold him close.

“.....My...My boyfriend Logan....My boyfriend....who is named Logan......” He mumbled to test out how it felt to say it. Happiness bubbled up like a volcano in his chest “My boyfriend Logan!”

“My boyfriend Janus!” Logan replied just as enthusiastically.

(Later after work had ended the boyfriends walked home to Janus’ apartement together. They held hands during the entire walk. At the end of it Logan leaned in and gave his boyfriend a kiss on the cheek, right besides his lips)

#thanks for the ask!! #with this my inbox is empty btw #loceit #logan sanders #janus sanders #(:

[volleyboys-imagines]

Um, this ask is a bit difficult maybe, but could you do headcanons/imagines of how to captains are falling in love? Like, do they confess immediately or do they keep pining for five years? Do they tell all their friends about every detail or are they the type that would die if someone found out he has a crush? Can he pull of a normal conversation with his crush or is he a stuttering mess? I'm so sorry for requesting smth like this please forgive my sins

oh no anon, you’re not sorry :

yes this ask is a bit difficult; most of the time it depends on the person they’ll fall in love with, sadly. I don’t know what other people’s headcanons on these boys are, but here’s whatever I have in my head :) ||

I think that Daichi wouldn’t really know it until it’s too late, and it hits him like a ton of bricks. Like this girl is someone that just fit herself into his life and he really hasn’t noticed that he’s fit her into a lot of his activities until now. He’ll call up Asahi or Suga for some advice because the realization’s way too much for him to handle because man does he finally know why he likes this person so much and it’s just. so. bad. He wouldn’t confess immediately because he’s afraid that the feeling wouldn’t be mutual because he can name a few other captains that are so much better than him in other places. He’s not as smart as Kuroo, as handsome as Oikawa, as serious as Ushijima, or as carefree as Bokuto. Because of this, he’ll probably pine for some time until someone (most likely Sugawara) pushes him out of his comfort zone and confesses. He’ll be a stuttering mess because he doesn’t want to be rejected and embarrassed and everything else that runs through your head when you try to confess to someone you really like. Does she like the flowers? Should he have given chocolates instead? Do I look good enough in this suit? He’ll probably have a nervous breakdown, and it’s up to his girlfriend to iron out the kinks in his confidence.

As I write this I realize I don’t have a good enough cliché headcanon for Oikawa. I’ve visualized him more as the kind of guy that is and isn’t looking for a romantic kind of love; he’s kind of confused. He wants a romantic kind of love because it’s the most common form, especially in movies and books. It’s the ideal form of a relationship that two people form a bond. He wants to be there to cuddle and take care of his girlfriend, take her out on dates and give her flowers, and be there for her forever. But it doesn’t always work that way, since he’s more or less married to volleyball. So how does make time and effort for his girlfriend? The answer is that he doesn’t. He’s also not looking for the romantic relationship because it’s already failed once (remember his ex in canon? yes that one). Instead, he’s looking for someone out there that can not only deal with his idiosyncrasies, but also share them. Because of this, he’ll likely fall in love with someone that’s been with him every step of the way, through the ups and downs, having her loyalty and trust tried and tested. He’s the kind of guy that will realize this sooner or later, and she’ll be the only answer to all of the questions on who he should have by his side for the rest of his life. For the person that sticks with him through all of the hurdles in life, he won’t hesitate to buy that person a ring, get down on one knee in front of the crowd and ask, “Will you be mine?”

Kuroo’s always falling for girls left and right. He doesn’t know why he falls easy. He’s found long-haired girls, short-haired girls, tall girls, short girls, thin girls, fluffy girls and usually, the feeling isn’t mutual; he thinks it’s because he looks like a bad boy. The pining lasts about…three months. It’s that fast. He doesn’t really have a set of special characteristics for a future girlfriend, be it physical or personal, because he’s got this theory in his head that, whoever has these characteristics will also have a unique ‘taste’ because of their other qualities. He’s looking for this kind of girl whose unique combination, fitted with his, creates a power dynamic. He doesn’t keep it to himself, does the ‘oh my friend likes this girl’ but everyone sees riiiight through it. He’d look way too pale if someone actually mentioned this crush of his. Unlike Oikawa and Daichi, Kuroo is somehow knows he’s falling in love with this person. Like he catches himself noticing the little things about his crush. He’ll make an effort to see if he has a chance with her (casually asking her out, dropping hints, etc.), and if he feels that the feeling isn’t mutual, he’ll stop. If he knows that she’s got her eye on him however, he’ll go in for the kill and confess. The actual confession is sappy and cheesy, with a lot of pick up lines and cheesy comparisons (”You know, you’re like a flower…pretty and cute. You know what would go well with flowers? Chocolates.” “Of course.” “…oh am I not chocolate? Not sweet enough for you? *presents chocolates*”) because it’s Kuroo for godsakes. Confessing is probaby like, at whatever time of the day the s/o likes best (dawn, midday, afternoon, sunset, night [under the moon and the stars??]), and after doing something (watching the sunrise/sunset, breakfast at the café, whatever) he’ll go and take their hands and be like, “I know we’ve been friends for the last x months/years, and *swallow* and I’d like you to know that I appreciate all you’ve done for me, but I really don’t want to stay as friends.” “*S/O’S HEART DROPS* W-what…? But we’ve been together—” “*DEEP BREATHS* That’s why I want you to be my s/o instead.” OHHH GODDAMMIT and Kenma and Yaku and Kai would be there tryna film that (not Lev because he’ll still pop out with “KUROO-SAN AKIRAMERUNA”) omigod

I think Ushijima would be the same as Oikawa: he wouldn’t really ‘fall in love’ with someone as romantically cliché as possible, but only because it’s his nature. The only problem is that Ushijima will choose an s/o that is directly contributing to his life. Not with love or anything, but a partner that makes the most sense having in his life. Love as we know it is out of the question. So it takes years, I think, and everyone else is just waiting for Ushijima to pop the question because fuck they’ve been around since whenever and Ushiwaka brings them wherever he goes and they’ve been super attuned to all his habits and quirks and nonexistent facial expressions that you can cut the sexual tension with a knife. So yeeah it’s not really as exciting with Ushiwaka, but super fulfilling when he confesses with a ‘romantic dinner’.

Bokuto falling in love? I think the best way to describe it is that his friends (and his s/o!) would all know it before he would because it’s so. damn. o b v i o u s. It’s not enough that he’s loud, but his PDA game is so…PDA. It just is. If he sees them in the morning before class he’s going to come running and bear hugs and lifts and twirls around; the only things left are the kisses. He’s going to walk them to class and chat with them all the way until he has to go because his class is on the other end of campus and he’s gotta run for it or he’ll be late! He’ll text them to meet up for lunch and when you do meet up he’s going to treat them for lunch. During weekends he’ll take some time out from partying just to spend time with them, so takeout + Disney movies + pillow forts on Fridays. If the conversation turns to his crush, he’ll immediately start denying the hell out of it. Confessing? He’ll strut outside in his best suit, the black one, with a bouquet of the favorite flowers, and text his s/o so he could meet them and, if it’s in class, he wouldn’t care if the professor is in there he’ll just fucken barge in there and just go through with it because what the heck does he have to lose. Now people know that classroom is lucky for love. :>

Terushima falling in love is just like…falling into bed after a long day. Getting into a warm bath. Chicken soup when you’re sick. Basically Teru falling in love makes him warmer, more comfortable with that someone. Sure he talks to people, but nobody really knows a damn thing about the partyboy. He opens up to his s/o like nobody else before, and when he catces himself telling this person his secrets he’ll ask himself ‘why the hell am I telling this to them??’ The answer will always elude him until he just. gets it. He likes this person enough to open up to them, to trust them with the things that he’s kept to himself for a long time and it feels like falling into bed after a long day. The weight in his heart is gone, and he feels like a free man. And when he sees them the next day his heart just does a tiny little skip and he smiles. Nobody knows about this, but he’ll feel proud that he’s found someone if his friends just seem to know. He’ll get that little smile on his face that woudld creep anyone out because the cool kid’s finally smiling so softly that it just can’t be romantic at all. Confessing would be super heartfelt. Like, holding hands in the moonlight and “[First], we’ve been friends for x months/years. We’ve been through a lot. *lists all of the things they’ve done together* And now I’ve realized that it’s fun going through life with someone by my side. I can’t remember the last time I’ve had so much fun with someone…not even in high school. But I know that there are other people out there that want this special someone of my choice, so I gotta, you know, stake my claim and all that shit. *deep breaths, thinking that was really stupid* [First], will you go through life with me?”

#AHHH CHEESY #captains #haikyuu!! #headcanons #sawamura daichi #oikawa tooru #kuroo tetsurou #ushijima wakatoshi #bokuto koutarou #terushima yuuji #AHMIGOD THAT WAS #falling in love headcanons