#and so my line of thought went pls i need something nice like the sound of a chainsaw

[halinski]

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#today is one of those days where my brain is playing like always 3 songs in my head at once that i dont even VIBE TO #AND THEY DONT EVEN VIBE TOGETHER LIKE THOSE MASH UPS THAT SOUND GOOD #NO THEY MAKE ME HURL #but my brain just keep misfiring #and so my line of thought went pls i need something nice like the sound of a chainsaw #and then i caught myself like WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU AHSGDJDKKD #but for real like this is probably why i love love love like just he deep rumbling tones of car engines and thunder and growling #theyre supposed to sound menacing but im just like god yeah that soothes my fucked up brain thank you #ignore me

[muldermuse]

The Most Haunted Forest in South Carolina: Fox Mulder X Reader

This was a request from an ask!!! I posted a snippet here

If u have Fox thoughts pls send them to me <333 u all

The walk to the camp site was longer and way more miserable than it really should have been. You kept cursing Fox for getting you out here but really it was your own fault. Scully was unable to make it so Fox needed a partner to camp out in ‘The Most Haunted Forest in South Carolina’. 

“It sounds like a corny line from a postcard. Have you seen any statistics to back it up?” You responded when Fox had told you over your weekly coffees out of the office. 

“We have over two hundred witnesses who all claim to have seen something ‘otherworldly’ within a 4 week period. All seem to be legitimate, Skinner thinks it’s a waste of time so I have to go” He smirked as he brushed the powdered sugar from his donut onto the floor. “Besides, I haven’t been camping for a while and Scully is unavailable so I need a partner…”. He gave you the sweetest smile he could muster.

“I hate camping, I don’t really like the outdoors and I’m an awful hiker” You retorted; trying desperately not to be won over by his grin.

“It’s only one night, we’ll be near civilisation for the most part and so am I! We’ll be in it together and we can make s’mores. The weather is meant to be good and y’know…it’d be nice to spend some time together…in a spooky forest”. His cheeks went pink with nerves and despite how much you hated the idea of being in a tent, you wanted to be with him too. 

You and Fox had been spending more time together recently. You’d started as friends until a bad break up left you struggling. Fox had been there throughout your darkest days and over the past few months you’d developed feelings for him. You’d go out for coffees once a week and have a takeout night every weekend. The closest you’d ever been was a prolonged hug as you sobbed into Fox’s work shirt and a drunken kiss on the cheek. You were desperate to spend time with him so you told yourself that this was the perfect opportunity.

***

The weather was awful and it had been from the moment you’d left the car. Initially, you’d hiked in silence. You knew Fox felt slightly guilty about how wrong the weather forecast had been and you felt grumpy. Your hiking shoes weren’t sitting right, your bag felt like it was full of bricks and the rain was relentless.  Fox would occasionally look back and smile at you but after the first half dozen had not been reciprocated; he thought maybe you weren’t in the smiling mood.

As the rain started to ease up; so did your mood. You enjoyed seeing Fox in this completely new environment, he pointed out every tree that looked stupidly large and would occasionally point at leafs, asking if you thought they looked ‘super poisonous’. When the terrain got rocky, he’d immediately hold your hand to steady you and then stay holding it for a while. Both of you enjoying the intimacy of the moment and the intimacy of the forest, it seemed like for the first time since knowing him; it was just you and him. The forest was huge and yet it was just the two of you, talking idly and holding hands. Very quickly it stopped feeling miserable and started to feel romantic. You’d keep your hands intertwined as you’d rub your thumb against his and without thinking, he’d return the gesture. 

***

You both decided to have a fast lunch so you could make it to the campsite quicker. You shared a thermos of coffee as well as your sandwiches and bags of chips with each other. 

“Did you put brown sugar in this coffee Mulder?” He nodded as he bit into his apple, seemingly distracted by a bird flying overhead.

“You hate sugar in coffee.”

“Yeah but you like it...I know your coffee order like the back of my hand. You’re doing me a huge favour by doing this so I wanted everything to be okay for you. I mean you’ve come to the most haunted forest in South Carolina with me, the least I could do is make you a damn good coffee.”

Your entire body warmed as you sipped your drink. The way his eyes studied your face made your body glow. You realised that this could be the best time to tell him your feelings, you’d been avoiding doing it for the past few months as you told yourself that the moment didn’t feel right. This was it, the perfect time to tell Fox about the butterflies fluttering in your stomach every time you saw him but before you could open your mouth. He brushed his hands together and stood up, packing everything up into his backpack and telling you that you needed to make it to the campsite before it got any darker. 

Without words, his hand reached out for yours and you held hands the entire way to the campsite.

***

Fox insisted on putting up the tent, placing you in charge of finding dry wood for the campfire and looking for any signs of something that may be ‘otherworldly’. There was nothing to report back, maybe a few more squirrels than you expected but definitely nothing worthy of an X File. He had finished putting the tent up by the time you got back; your arms laden with wood ready to create the fire. You informed him of your findings as you set the fire together.

“How many squirrels did you see in total?”

“Fox, I didn’t count, there was just a lot. Like more than I’ve seen in one location before, maybe about 25ish?”

The flames illuminated his face as he smirked at your response. He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a silver flask, he grimaced as he took a sip and handed it to you. 

“If the fire doesn’t warm you up, try this rum” You sipped it and tried your hardest not to pull a disgusted face at the burn of the liquor going down your throat. That was how the rest of the evening was spent, the stars lit the sky as you talked by the fire and passed the flask between you. You talked about everything, from big moments in your life to your favourite films. The effect of the rum and Fox’s lingering eyes warmed your body as you rested your head on his shoulder. You closed your eyes as you listened to him talk about a book he had just finished. His arm found it’s way around your waist and he held you tightly against him. The silence was comfortable and you opened your eyes to find him smiling at you. 

“I think we should head to the tent, you’re absolutely freezing” He helped you stand up as you smiled at him hazily. It seemed to have gotten incredibly cold out of nowhere and you knew the cogs in Fox’s head would be spinning thinking about how this could be a sign of a paranormal presence. 

In the tent, your sleeping bags were laid close but with a space in between. Fox had brought blankets which you hoped would keep you warm through the night. “I’ll-uhm- wait outside whilst you get changed” He smiled nervously as he left the tent, you were far too cold to take anything off so you put on another pair of socks, joggers and the hoodie Fox had left at your place. You got into your sleeping bag and shouted to Fox that he could come back in. Whilst outside he’d done the same as you, apparently putting on every item of clothing he had in his bag to retain some body heat.

“Anything spooky out there?” you asked as he climbed into his sleeping bag; turning on his side to face you.

“Unfortunately nothing, I’m sorry to have brought you out here. I’m sure there’s better ways you could spend your weekend, rather than freezing in a forest with me for company”

In all the time you had known Fox Mulder, you had never seen him look unsure of himself. He held himself with such confidence and pride that the current expression on his face was completely new to you. He looked nervous as if he felt guilty for bringing you here. Without giving it much thought, you scooted your sleeping bag over to him so you could look him in the eye.

“I’ll forgive you if you help me warm up” he smiled at you as you rested your head on his chest and he placed a blanket over the two of you. The warmth from his body and the steady rise and fall of his breathing began to lull you close to sleep. You felt Fox’s hand trail up and down your back and you realised it was the perfect time to tell him. 

“I have feelings for you Fox, like I like you and you make me happy. I’ve wanted to tell you earlier but the timing didn’t feel right; but now it does” His hand suddenly stopped moving and you felt your heart shatter. Before you could mumble an apology and scoot away from him, he moved his hand to tilt your head up and kissed you. The kiss was gentle, soft and at that moment there was nothing else in the world apart from you two.

He kept his hand on your chin and looked at you as he stated, “I’m in love with you and I promise I was going to tell you. I was going to take you out for dinner tomorrow as a thank you and tell you then”.

Your body was overcome with warmth and you felt each of your muscles relax as the meaning of his words began to sink in. “This is the perfect way to tell me, you know, in the Most Haunted Forest in South Carolina”.

You placed your head back on his chest as it rumbled with a laugh, “so you admit, this Forest is haunted?”

Your eyes closed as the need for sleep seemed to creep over you, “I think love makes you say stupid things”.

#fox mulder #the x files #fox mulder fanfic #fox mulder imagine #fox mulder x reader #the x files fluff #the x files fanfic #fox mulder fluff #the x files fanfiction #david duchovny #txf fluff #txf #agent mulder fluff #agent mulder #agent fox mulder #agent mulder x reader

[one-winged-dreams]

B-Word

ship: the reveries of my mind (adri x akingreaux), (pl: adri and mallory [oc]) source: original content word count: 947

uhhh UHHHHHHH

you know >_>;

Also introducing an old oc of mine, Mal. She's super goth, and a trans woman who changed her name to Mallory Practice because she's a badass that does burlesque and thought her stage name would be cool to have legally. Her gimmick is sexy nurse. I love her to pieces.

tag list: @dearly-beeloved @camellias-and-coriander @rebel-wolf13 @sunstar-of-the-north @mahitoslittlebird @goldenworldsabound @edencantstopfallininlove @sosoftandsweet @dorothys-wife @faerie-circle-ships @kylars-princess

"I'm gonna go take a smoke break, actually maybe watch the counter for me?"

Adri's head abruptly lifted from the surface of the checkout counter, unflatteringly disoriented.

"Wha? Oh shit, yeah okay, Mal."

Mallory regarded him behind raven-colored bangs, her ever-crimson lips pursing into a line.

Then she huffed.

"Not that it matters, your boyfriend has been chatting up the clientele the whole time you were dreaming about him."

The comment was brazen, and Adri's face went red.

"D-don't say that word, Mal!" he hiss-whispered.

He could FEEL Mallory's eyebrow raise despite being unable to see it.

"Say what? Boyfriend? That's like, what he is, right?"

Silence.

"Stop denying the boyfriend allegations. Doesn't he like, live with you? I told you how fucked that is, right? Because that's kinda fucked. You met him like what, a few weeks ago? A month tops?" Mallory's tone wasn't judgmental so much as blunt.

Technically, and he would never tell Mallory this, Akingraeux had moved in only a couple DAYS after they had met. Per their… Arrangement. But he couldn't exactly say, 'Hey, he's an old god that's starved for faith and I'm stupid and gay, so I said I'd give it to him.'

"Well he's… It wasn't in a gay way, he just needed a place to stay. He was… Inbetween homes? A-And he works from home, so how is he supposed to do his job if he's homeless!" Adri realized he had descended into frantic rambling, which was never a good look in Mal's eyes.

"Right," was all she said and this time, there WAS a tint of judgment to her words. Then she sighed, pulling out a box of menthols and shaking one out. "Well, if slash when he turns out to be a jackass, I'll totes drag him out of there by his hair if I need to. Though he kinda looks like the type of guy that'd like that."

"MAL!"

"ADRI!"

Adri's pout incited a Mallory smirk before she made her grand exit towards the back of the gallery. He made sure the clicking of her heels was out of hearing range before he came from behind the counter and made his way to the front of the shop.

Aki was there, his arms folded over his chest as the bell over the door rang, signifying that someone had just left.

"Stop scaring off the customers," Adri commented, crossing his own arms and craning his neck to look up at Aki as he stood beside him.

"I'm NOT! It's so hurtful that you would say that, have you considered people might actually want to come talk to me?" Aki mock-pouted, contrastingly wrapping an arm around Adri's shoulders and giving him a little shake as he was wont to do.

Adri couldn't help but crack a small smile, his cheeks heating up.

"Was that Kylar, then?"

"Del, actually. Birthday shopping and all that jazz."

Adri blinked.

"Oh shit, is Kylar's birthday coming up or something?"

Nodding, Aki screwed his mouth to the side thoughtfully.

"Yeah, wondering if we should get him something and/or what."

Adri mimicked the expression, finding himself leaning into Aki's side. He was always so warm. And he smelled nice. And-

"Uhhh, we could cut out the semantics and let him have first pick next market? No charge, obvs," he managed to keep himself from sounding flustered, though his face had reddened marginally.

"COOL, SO GLAD I ASKED YOU TO DO YOUR JOB, YOU'RE THE BEST, ADRI!" came Mal's voice from the back of the shop.

At the sudden scolding, Adri winced but smiled all the same.

"She's not being cruel, that's just her brand of affection. Buuut I'm sure you're acquainted enough to know that by now."

"Oh yeah, totally. You introduced me to your friends, biiig step. We'll be wed in no time," Aki squinted with an instigative grin, and Adri knew that he could feel the way his heart thumped wildly at the comment.

"N- Y- I-"

"Shhhh, don't talk. You're just so sexy when you speak eloquently to me," Aki mercilessly continued his onslaught of teasing.

"S-Stop it! You're so mean to me!" Adri ultimately pouted, ducking out from under his arm and standing with his back facing Aki.

Aki laughed, returning his arms to their position over his chest.

"Don't say that so loud, Mal might drag me out of here by my hair."

"She said she thinks you'd be into that."

"Oh, I am."

Checkmate, Adri's face burned again.

"I'm gonna goooo back to the gallery, I think some of the prints need restocked," he half-muttered.

"You want me to stay out of your way?" Aki inquired with a tilt of his head.

Silence.

"Ohhh, you want my company. How veeeerrry scandalous, being on the clock and all."

"D-Do whatever you want!" Adri whirled around now, biting his lower lip in embarrassment.

"Hah! What I want," Aki approached, his torturous advances continuing as he tilted Adri's head up, "is to spend a little quality time while you do what you love."

Adri hadn't expected something so romantic, his wide eyes blinking. He was unaware of how those eyelashes fluttering affected Aki, whose smirk widened further only slightly.

"O-Okay… Thanks," was all he could bring himself to say, turning his head to the side, as was the only way he could escape eye contact.

Aki let out another 'hah!', releasing Adri's chin to ruffle his hair.

"Of course," he replied, passing Adri as he began to make his way to the gallery. He paused, turning his head around enough that Adri could make out a pleased squint through a gap in his hair. "That's what boyfriends are for, right?"

#self ship #self shipping #virus fics #the reveries of my mind

[heesulovebot]

tay i want to know all your observations and theories and thoughts and headcanons or WHATEVER about the eighth sense (i know there’s a movie version and that reaction video out there but i haven’t watched it so please humour me if you already have lololol)

crista my love!!! 🥹💕 omg i'm so glad ur also watching t8s i need everyone to watch it, it's just sO good. i'm also blushing twisting my feet twirling my hair that u want to hear me cry about this show because lmfaooo i'm the least coherent person to do this and so many wonderful things have already been said but i'll just reiterate some thoughts here since i just finished re-watching episodes 1 & 2 for the third time. this is way too long i’m so sorry bare w me pls:

i feel like the beginning sequence (before we are drawn to the present story) tells us everything and absolutely nothing at all. jaewon and jihyun sit on the beach, there’s a sound of a heart beat, their hands are touching, and then there’s a fading superimposition shot of the ocean waves. first of all, i love a good superimposition shot, not just because it’s nice to look at, but because these types of shots play with time and space. we then get that black and white shot of someone surfing, and then a cut to someone being pulled out from under the waves. another superimposition shot from the ocean to that scene back on the beach but jihyun is no longer there and we can hear the sound of sirens. i can see why there were death theories flowing around on twitter lol. from the shot of jihyun to no-jihyun it can allude to something like that but remember what i said about superimposition playing with time and space? the first shot is the future (or present, depending on where you’re looking at the story—perception is everything). the black-and-white shots were deliberate, though. those were in the past. and judging from the later conversation where jihyun trails off about a younger brother, it’s most likely jaewon pulling this younger-brother type person out of the water.

after the credits we get one of my favourite shots so far: a fish tank, taking up nearly half the screen in the foreground, and a blurry vision of the back of jaewon’s head in the background. as we get to know more about jaewon i’m really curious to know what this could be a metaphor for, but the most cliché metaphor for now is “fish out of water.” that seems to fit jihyun more, being a lil’ country kid in seoul, but i feel like for jaewon it’s more about the fact that he wears a mask of a confident person. and he’s damn good at masking. he let’s his friends carry on their double-edged conversation about how oh-so-easy his privileged life is and only gets angry when his friend crosses the line and pushes him over (because although jaewon might be easy-going, he is not a pushover).

jaewon and jihyun’s first exchange outside the pub is so good 😭 there’s banter—i love how sassy jihyun is and how it comes out in front of jaewon—but one thing is established in this scene: their interest in each other. for jihyun, it’s the fact that he was eavesdropping on jaewon and co.’s conversation and congratulated jaewon on completing his military service. jihyun also seemed a bit annoyed initially but he could’ve easily directed jaewon to the nearest convenience store to buy his own cigarettes, but jihyun brings jaewon two (which jaewon seems surprised about) and lights it for him. jaewon’s interest is solidified the moment jihyun slips him a lighter before he leaves. i went absolutely feral at the way their fingers lingered—far too long to be written off as just a small exchange. if a lingering touch isn’t the queerest thing you’ve ever seen, idk what is 😩

my favourite scene so far is their third encounter. i will never shut up about it tbh!!! pissed off by his friends crossing his boundaries and inviting his ex-gf to the pub (where he’d dragged them in because he was lowkey looking for jihyun 👀), jaewon goes outside for a smoke. jihyun follows him out and attempts to be brave: he tells him “my name is jihyun. i thought we should know each other’s names if we’re going to be friends” [cue tay screaming in the background]. the way jihyun looks at jaewon, the sincerity in those doe eyes, and jaewon’s shocked but absent expression is everything. i’ve already screamed about this in the tags but like i’ve said, jaewon is constantly putting on a mask for everyone around him—he’s nice, he’s got everything handed to him; he’s the quintessential golden boy. in all their encounters so far jaewon has been cheery and extroverted, but the fact that he doesn’t have the energy to put on a mask and doesn’t hide his expression from jihyun says a lot. jihyun will slowly become someone who jaewon can be 100% himself around and there is something so *sharp inhale* about that.

jaewon asks jihyun his name again on the bus to their surfing trip, and the little smile that is threatening to curl up on the corner of his lips absolutely killed me. sufa @heart-ming​ said it perfectly: jaewon knows his name, of course he knows his name. he’s been thinking about him (when he’s outside his family home as he smokes the second cigarette, or going into the bar to see if he’s working). jaewon’s obvious disappointment in seeing their sleeping arrangements is also funny, but that doesn’t stop jaewon. he practically begs the club president to let him teach jihyun, and the two continue whatever the hell it is they have going on on the beach; alone.

(also i could talk forever about the scene where jaewon helps jihyun into his wetsuit like—the way jihyun looks SO nervous and bare in front of jaewon, and the way jaewon puts on a soft and reassuring smile when they’re face to face, but the moment jihyun turns around, jaewon’s mask crumbles and we can see that he’s also nervous from their proximity. the intimacy of helping someone put something on is insane).

i’m fairly certain that kim jihyun is well aware of his sexuality (the boy is a girl group stan i mean c’mon). he might not be out, of course, but he’s been more straight forward about his intentions in pursuing his crush. jaewon on the other hand seems to be doing things not because he’s aware of his attraction to the same sex, but because he’s attracted to jihyun and a bit impulsive about this new-found attraction. there’s this magnetic pull the younger seems to have on the older, and for now, he’s kind of fallen into that trance. but from the synopsis we know that they will be sharing a kiss, and that jaewon will proceed to act as if nothing happened. i’m not ready for that angst next week 😭😭 but i’m actually curious if jaewon really isn’t aware, or he’s just afraid and in the closet??? is the “younger brother” he trailed off about actually his younger brother, or someone who he used to like????? i have so many questions about jaewon’s past that i need answering is it wednesday yet??????????

ok i’m talking too much about jaewon—that’s my blorbo, my baby girl, my cinnamon apple—but i also adore jihyun. he tells jaewon he’s trying to not be scared and he’s been doing some brave things the last two episodes i’m so proud of him :’) his braveness is quiet, like him. there’s something that was said to him by two different people that was pretty similar:                            

“at first, you’ll be clumsy and scared of everything, but that’s because you aren’t familiar with it.” “then are you afraid of many things? that’s just because you have many things you don’t know” 

the first quote was said by his boss when they were drinking, and the second was said by jaewon on the beach. i love these quotes and the fact that we heard them twice because besides being a romance, the eighth sense is very much a coming-of-age and about both of these young queer men coming into themselves. it's just uGH so great.  

icb i wrote so much and i didn’t even mention the surfing lesson or shower scene like........ there are just so many layers and nuance to this show and the storytelling, dialogue, and cinematography are all so good. i feel like the director captured the queer experience so well and i can’t wait to see what else is in store for us!! the korean theatrical release was heavily edited and cut down so i can’t wait to see it in it’s full form, how it was intended :’)

#the eighth sense #tay answers #this is so long and i did not even proofread so if it makes no sense i'm sO sorry djnfksdjnf

[lcs-library]

I SAW THE REQUEST GAME AND CAME RUNNING. mmm im thinking rosehip & pomegranate for banri (my stinky beloved), tsuzu, and kazu if you haven't done those prompts for them already? thanks a bunch and pls be sure to hydrate lots and lots 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

FRIEND???? IN THE ASKBOX?? More likely than you’d think<3333. I haven’t done these prompts for them, and I’m sorry it took a while, but this was really fun to write! Thanks sm for the request hehe<3333333

Request game

Rules

Rosehip: How romantic are they? How do they show affection?

Pomegranate: At what point did they know they loved their s/o?

Banri

Rosehip

🍂TEASE.

🍂He is romantic, yeah, and he loves you, but grand gestures or declarations aren’t really his thing. If you get one, you just KNOW it’s to see you blush, he doesn’t mean it.

🍂Or does he????🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨

🍂“Hey.” You turn around at the sound of Banri’s voice to find him leaning over the kitchen counter, that iconic foxy look in his eyes. You have to sigh, almost entirely sure of what was going to happen next.

🍂“What?” You ask, knowing his next move.

🍂“Oh, there’s my dear. I love you~.” He croons, making a kissy motion. You couldn’t say you didn’t feel at least a little flustered, but that didn’t change the fact that this was Banri Settsu you were talking to.

🍂You stepped up to him, shoving your palm against his mouth.

🍂“Yeah, nice try.”

🍂“What? You used to like it when I was all flirty.” He pouted.

🍂“Mhm, not before I caught on to your stupid schemes.” You replied flatly, going back to the task at hand.

🍂“But it def helped ya fall in love with me a little more, didn’t it?”

🍂You had to cringe at the accusation, but you couldn’t deny it.

🍂“Shut up.”

🍂“That’s what I thought.” He replied with a sly grin.

🍂BASTARD.

🍂Even though he tends to mask his affection in cheesy lines and smug smirks, when he’s in a really romantic mood it’s like he’s a completely different person.

🍂He’s practically attached to you, his face in your shoulder mumbling things like “I love you” over and over again.

🍂Of course, this is something you only get to see in private, as he can’t let anybody know that Mr. Super Ultra Easy Mode has a weak spot.

🍂He’s also super affectionate, placing little kisses all over you as the soft mumbling continues.

🍂He’s more giggly with you as well. He has such a bubbly laugh that it’s a shame you don’t hear it more often.

🍂In conclusion, Banri + gap moe = cute

Pomegranate

🍂The moment he knew he loved you was on a day out, when the two of you stopped by a coffee shop.

🍂The second your drinks arrived, he whipped out his phone.

🍂“C’mere, we gotta take a pic for the ‘blam.” He says, pulling you closer to him as he flips his phone to the selfie camera.

🍂“Do we have to?” You whine.

🍂“To keep the fans happy.”

🍂“Fine.”

🍂And so, holding your drinks up, you pose as the camera shutters. Immediately after, you turn away to start sipping at your drink.

🍂You may not have been aware of the expression on your face, but Banri was. He was very aware.

🍂It had been a long day, and the way your eyes went from having such a dull look to them to positively lighting up at the first sip; it was such a subtle change, and yet he couldn’t help but find it cute. Not that he’d ever say it, of course.

🍂Despite that, he felt something bubble up inside him. A sort of voice that screamed at him that he needs to be the one to make that happen more often.

🍂Was it love? Would he know?

🍂The feeling turned from a gurgling to a flood of questions and emotions as he continued to stare at you, unaware of his own expression, a soft, caring one.

🍂You turned around to face him at his sudden silence.

🍂“Banri? You okay?”

🍂It was as if your voice had snapped him out of some sort of hypnosis.

🍂“Huh? Wha-? Yeah, ‘m fine. You like what ya got?” He replied, a little flustered.

🍂“Yeah.” You said, a smile finally gracing your features.

🍂“Good.” Banri rubbed your head fondly. Maybe he’d figure out the funny feeling later and enjoy his time with you.

🍂He never ended up posting the pic to Instablam btw. He ended up cherishing it.

Tsuzuru

Rosehip

🖋️He has so much love to give, but it’s never in the most obvious way

🖋️It’s always the little things with him, like allowing himself to let loose and complain a little or taking time out of a busy schedule to take you for a meal.

🖋️And you can’t seem to get enough.

🖋️There’s just something about the way he stumbles over, exhausted, and asks to go out with you to lunch that day that is somehow so endearing.

🖋️Of course, he could have easily gone on his own, but he’d rather go with you, and that just makes every time ten times more special.

🖋️As for affection, that also lies in the little things.

🖋️Holding your hand as he proofreads a script, covering you with a blanket it you fall asleep on the couch, and small forehead kisses at random points are pretty common with him.

🖋️His love is always in small doses, but remains a constant, finding its way into your everyday life and seeping through the cracks of the mundane.

🖋️His love is like going on a walk and finding little dandelions popping up in the cracks of the sidewalk. A small thing, but so bright and constantly surrounding you.

Pomegranate

🖋️He connected the dots about a few months after he met you, when he finally finished a particularly difficult script.

🖋️He had fallen asleep at his laptop this time, where Masumi had messily thrown a blanket over him. Empty packages of instant ramen and mugs surrounded him, each one having been stained with the absurd amount of coffee he had been drinking.

🖋️You knock on the door, jolting him awake.

🖋️“Hrmngh?” He sputters as you walk in.

🖋️“Oh, sorry, did I wake you up?”

🖋️“Nah, you’re fine. I’ve been awake for hours.”

🖋️You knew he was(terribly) lying, noting the blanket around his shoulders and dark circles around his eyes, but didn’t say anything.

🖋️“Well, I’m just checking in. Sakuya said you collapsed earlier, so I wanted to make sure you’re okay. I also brought some curry from Izumi. It’s probably better than the instant ramen Masumi’s been hopping you up on. And I brought a water bottle since I figured you have’t had anything other than coffee, and you know how Azami is about hydration— you good?”

🖋️Tsuzuru was staring at you like you’d grown a second head. A strange feeling washed over him and it was…nice? It felt good to know someone cared so much about him, it just made him want to return the favor. He blinked dumbly before finally snapping out of his trance.

🖋️“Uh, yeah, I’m fine. Thanks for all this. Just set it on the desk.” He replied as calmly as he could.

🖋️“Alright, I trust you to actually eat it.”

🖋️Tsuzuru chuckled. “I will, I will. Thanks again.” He grinned as he ruffled your hair. You blushed a little at the affection, but he could hardly guess as to why(he just thinks of the affection as the Older Brother Instinct).

🖋️“You’re welcome. See ya, then.”

🖋️“Mhm, see ya.”

🖋️The door shut behind you with a click.

🖋️FUUUUUUUUCK. Tsuzuru sank into his chair, his hands combing through his hair.

🖋️This can’t be…can it?

Kazunari

Rosehip

🌺He’s surprisingly traditional when it comes to romance.

🌺He goes on a few dates before declaring you official, doesn’t go too far without your consent, and says a lot of “I love you”s

🌺You know that post that’s like “‘Saying “I love you” too many times makes it lose its meaning’ to YOU. Not to me tho. It actually makes it stronger. I’m building a house out of ‘I love you’s.” Yeah that’s Kazu.

🌺Casual intimacy is a very common thing with him. He’s always touching you in some way.

🌺Whether it’s an arm around you, holding you hand, resting his chin on your shoulder, whatever, he’s attached to you at the hip.

🌺Except for in public, unless he has your consent or is trying to protect you.

🌺“Heya babes! How’s the most perfect being in the world doing?” He’ll typically greet, kissing your cheek.

🌺“Fine, fine. You?” You reply with a giggle.

🌺“Better now that you’re here!” He exclaims with a wink and some finger guns.

🌺You can’t help but laugh harder at his antics. “Love you too.”

🌺He’s the type to use his words to show his love, always coupling with his actions.

🌺I said this in another request, but he’s got about a thousand pet names for you.

🌺He’s a very lovey and silly boy :)

Pomegranate

🌺It was on one of you dates before you two became official, a thrift shopping date to be precise.

🌺Kazunari had wanted to try the thingy where you both create outfits for each other then wear them to dinner.

🌺You each had taken your outfits to the dressing rooms and changed before you showed them off.

🌺“Okay, we’ll show ‘em to each other on three! One, two…three!”

🌺You turned around after his command, a delighted smile on your face.

🌺Kazu gasped.

🌺“Dude, you look adorbs!!!” He squealed, taking about a million photos of you.

🌺“You think so?”

🌺“I know so! I was the one who picked it out, ya ding dong!”

🌺“Well, it looks great! I love it!”

🌺“I’m glad!”

🌺It was in that giddy moment that Kazunari realized something. He wanted to see you that excited because of him all the time. It was decided. He’d ask you to be his partner that day. It was time.

#yippee yay woohoo it’s done #now I can focus on my next request #spoiler: it’s gonna be pretty big mhmmgng #a3! #fanfiction #a3! x reader #a3! act! addict! actors! #act! addict! actors! #a3 game #thanks for the request! #banri settsu x reader #banri settsu #tsuzuru minagi #tsuzuru minagi x reader #kazunari miyoshi x reader #kazunari miyoshi #my fics #request

[horsetailcurlers2]

YET ANOTHER long and obnoxious stream of my thoughts while watching greys anatomy for the first time (SEASON 16 bc i decided i will try to catch up to you guys who are awaiting S20)

-tom koracick, despite all outward appearances, is far too nice

-bailey pisses me off sometimes bc she usually isn’t wrong, but within the parameters of how everyone behaves on the show, her decisions feel wrong, yk? like irl absolutely she should have fired them without a doubt. but in this soapy medical show in which everyone commits malpractice five times a week, it feels like she’s overreacting lmao. does that make any sense?

-meredith in her community service outfit is kind doing something to me

-a man on a scooter just ran into maggie and amelia’s car and it startled me so bad i drew blood with my cross-stitching needle!

-lisa ann walter!! and charmed cast in the same ep!

-bailey and i are beefing actually

-do NOT have another affair, richard webber

-“how come my mom hasn’t called from sleepover community service?” sleepover community service PLS

-a lumineers song in the background!!! the music is good again

-why is owen pulling this bullshit again!!!!!!!!!!

-bailey is making me so fucking mad right now. she has no room to act morally superior considering some of the shit she’s pulled. she also continues to have this attitude that meredith should owe her something for being her teacher…. which is sort of valid but let’s not pretend that bailey doesn’t owe meredith quite a bit too. idk again it’s one of those things again where in real life, she’s be perfectly justified but within the fictional guidelines set up by the show, she’s being a vindictive asshole.

-patricia!!!!!

-“she is the sun and she is unstoppable” !!!!!

-addison wrote one too!!!!

-this episode is potentially a little too sentimental and overly emotional but i really really like it. the nostalgia bait made me like it even more actually

-more lumineers!!!! i really like this episode. (i’ll stop now but it’s the first episode in a really long time that i’ve really enjoyed the entire thing)

-everyone is being really dramatic about koracick he really isn’t that bad

-i want to like schmitt it just feels like we were sort of thrown into deep emotional story lines for him without getting to know him beyond surface level. maybe it’s just me it just feels like the show wants me to have a certain level of emotional investment in him that i don’t have (yet?)

-beanie feldstein!

-teddy’s sparkly little winter hat is so cute

-TEDDY NO. i don’t mind if you cheat on owen tbh but plz don’t play with tom’s feelings instead of facing your problems.

-i’ll not comment a lot on the alex thing bc i had spoilers for it and honestly it’s just so ridiculous. it’s one of those things that i don’t blame the character for bc i know it was the writers and other irl circumstances. i imagine from izzies perspective this is the culmination of a beautiful crazy love story akin to the notebook. but from our perspective this sounds like the lie you tell your kids when the family dog dies- “oh he went to live on a farm”

-does richard have another brain tumor??? this doesn’t seem like a relapse but…

-i know it’s wrong but i wouldn’t mind this affair if i thought the show was treating teddy/tom as a serious option. as it stands, i just think teddy is being selfish

-i knew the baby wasn’t gonna be owens

-i KNEW this would be a boy who cried wolf situation with deluca. unfortunately, he also is struggling mentally i think but i don’t know if he’s manic or suffering from a break. they had me convinced i was wrong for a minute, but i knew it would turn out that he was right about the girl being trafficked. but i definitely think that he was nowhere near ready to come back to work and that the psychologist should not have cleared him. i hope he gets the help he needs soon bc i really like deluca :(

-the conference in LA would’ve been the perfect opportunity for an addison cameo

-OOH A TWIST IN TEDDY’S BACKSTORY. this explains a lot

-OOH SO MANY TWISTS THIS EPISODE.

-i am fighting for my life trying to defend teddy in my head. i hate owen as much as the next guy but this whole thing is brutal to watch.

#greys anatomy #is anybody still reading these!! #lmk when ur sick of these #the show is getting meh but i am powering through!! #i’m actually a season ahead of what im posting bc i waited so long to post 11 or 12 iirc #but also i am a hermit with no life and i watch a lot of tv #i’ve finished season 17 as well (but not my cross stitching project grr) #meredith grey #teddy altman #andrew deluca #jo wilson #these are all tagged under #greys reactions

[yanginniesver]

Sweetheart

Pairings: switch!Hanji x shy!reader

Warnings: smut,MDNI,cursing

Notes: Your lines: red,Han's lines: green hope this ain't too much for my first writing😭tell me if i made any mistakes

You and Han has never been into parties that badly but today ya'll decided to go to a club. Maybe it was about to be the best choice but maybe not,you never knew,or did you?. Han has always been a shy person and he doesn't like loud places and you understood it complety,matter of fact you were fine with it. Meanwhile you on the other hand liked to make friends. Another thing to know about you is that you loved dancing and while you did that Han ordered some drinks. "This party is fucking amazing" "Is it baby? Do you like it?" "Yes i do,but I'll take a break now" "Alr honey, here! I ordered some drinks" "Ty angel" "Ofc anything for u sweetheart". Now him calling you any pet name already had you feeling butterflies,but sweetheart...it made you so fucking wet. He noticed how red your face was and he got worried thinking that the barrista put something in your drink. "Are you okay sweetheart?". And there was the name "sweetheart" again. At this point you were soaking and you looked at him with begging eyes. "Meet me in the washroom,as soon as possible". He got worried,you got worried "what the fuck came to my mind?! We never did it i don't even know if he has any condom with himself. I mean dumb fucker why would he?! Obviously he wasn't counting with that I was gonna get needy" you thought to yourself as you were already in the washroom. "What does she want? Does she wanna break up? Does she wanna take the promise ring off of her finger?" Han's thought went crazy and it just kept going. "Does she wanna do it? Right here? That's not possible...no way". Well his last thought was right,you did wanna do it. "Hi baby... why did u say that we need to meet up??" "I wanna ask you something" "Ask it right ahead" "I got fucking needy i want you and ur dick right here right now,pls" "oh...really??" "Yes pls" "Honey are you sure? Can't you wait till home?" "No i can't Han Jisung,i fucking can't" "Alr then sweetheart" "fuck,you calling me sweetheart" "oh so thats why you wanted to see me". He said that sentence and with that he pulled you closer by your waist and kissed you deeply. He loved the sound that you made,you technically whimpered inside his mouth. "Just like that,good girl" "Fuck me Jisung pretty pls" "Since you asked so nicely i guess i don't have any other choice but to ruin you".He then took off your shirt and now you were in a bra only. "May i?" You couldn't say anything just only mumble a "yes" inside his mouth because he still wouldn't break the kiss. He then unhooked ur bra and one of his hand made its way to hold one of ur boob and then he broke the kiss only to suck ur other boob. "Fuck". Now he was done sucking ur boobs and holding them he made his way to ur skirt and he unbuttoned it only to reveal your wet panties. He guided his thumb finger to ur clit and he started rubbing it "So wet for me huh?" But before you could say anything he pushed two of his digits inside ur wet hole finding your g-spot. You started to clench around his thick fingers and you could clearly see that he was smirking because you were standing infront of the bathroom mirror just only to see your pathetic self. "See how good i make you feel,isn't that right princess?" "T-That's right sir" "Who's fingering you this good? Say my name or I'll stop" "You,you do Han,only y-you" "good fucking girl".

[whatamidoinghere0-0]

Hello! This is my very first post ever, and I had a thought that I just needed people’s opinion on. Besides, I didn’t see anyone else posting about this, so I figured I’d do it myself.

So I have a very interesting idea for none other than:

Shadow the hedgehog

I got this Idea from a meme that I found years ago, but because it’s been so long since I’ve seen that meme, I don’t know where to find it. So I’ll just give a verbal description instead.

The meme went something along the lines of:

“Most Sonic characters using their natural abilities/talents *insert picture of a sonic character here*

And then there’s Shadow *insert image of shadow holding a gun here* ”

I thought nothing of it before, but now it got me thinking… correct me if I’m wrong but all the abilities that shadow uses (from what I’ve seen) come from a chaos emerald. I have yet to see an ability that doesn’t require a chaos emerald.

That’s where it hit me…

…

…

What if Shadow had Healing properties.

Now hear me out, it does sound pretty outrageous…but it kinda makes sense. Just look at it this way:

The Wikipedia article for Shadow states that quote: “Shadow the hedgehog is an artificially born hedgehog who was created by Professor Gerald Robotnik as part of an experiment to cure his granddaughter Maria from a deadly illness”

…

A Deadly Illness, you say…ok ok. So would it make sense for Gerald to add some kind of healing ability, great or small? We already know that he’s used otherworldly forces to make Shadow, in the form of Black Doom’s Blood. This is where Black Doom comes into play. A different article that’s about Black Doom listed all the abilities that he has. This list includes:

Levitation

Energy projection

Fire beam emission

Meteor summoning

Intangibility

Illusion projection

Anatomical liberation and reattachment

Sensing energies

All those powers could be passed on to Shadow since he has Black Doom’s blood, and he’s the only one who’s able to defeat Black Doom. But what if Gerald changed the DNA that was used for Shadow to turn those powers into something that might save his granddaughter. He’s known to be an expert in Genetics after all…

Still, this is all just speculation on my part and could not be true at all, but it’s still pretty interesting to think about.

So I wanna know what you guys think about this, and if you want to use this as a personal headcanon, be my guest. Just make sure to credit me pls.😅👍

I hope you liked my very first post that I wrote at midnight.

Have a nice day/night, drink some water, and watch some memes. See ya!!! *🫥snaps out of existence🫥*

#sonic the hedgehog #headcanon #shadow the hedgehog #sonic fandom #lol #first post #please help #it’s late #i should sleep #what if #idk what else to tag

[clonehub]

Episode 12 of the bad batch

One day. One day I'll write video essay on this series and it'll just be me struggling not to say "mediocre" and "grand waste of animation" over and over

Oh her name is eleni

Given everything rampart is a solid antagonist. Altho I guess it's because the Kaminoans (Nala se) are being rehabilitated? Almost. And rampart just got that Cunning Patient Energy that characters in his position tend to have.

I'm not sure his undercut goes low enough lol

Oh I've always loved chopper

I love when they get like normie ass voices for side characters theyre a breath of fresh air in this show

Why do they have the gonk droid? Is he just like a pet?

Also lmao @ "he's a defective unit" I see this was meant to be like a "we collect defects this is the misfit club" Emotional Line. Too bad it didn't work because they went out of their way in the first like 3 episodes to make sure we don't understand them as defective. At all. In fact that they're multiply enhanced and better than everyone on purpose.

GIRL NO YOIRE NOT?????? YOURE NKT DEFECTIVE AAAHHHH--

Tech pls. "Children often overreact" bc......you have so much experience w children lol

Also how does "the empire took my parents" sound like an overreaction

Yeah this is what Omegas arcs tend to be--convincing tbb to help other people. I can see how this would be written as a Good Conflict to consistently have, as one could argue tbbs lack of concern for other folks and their unwillingness to help others stems from them originally doing that with regs all the damn time so no they're self centered as a default. Like I can see how that could be a potential understanding here but unforch the execution of it :/

Assassination attempt? I thought he was dead

The rare presentation of hunters special senses

I wonder how they divide the sectors

They. Always have Hunter at the worst angles for his close ups he's always got his head bent but eyes upward like he's looking at something while Posing idk

Hunter has a point and omega has a point wow. The most like. Moral ambiguity we get in this series so far

Meilooruns!

Now crosshair is gonna feel the need to prove himself since it's been implied that howzer (a reg) might replace him for this job and be proven to be better than him. If the series could lean in more to Crosshairs insecurity issues (at least they look like that to me) it would be massively improved

Brother? Him? Yeah Hera yeah....

But this is literally the first time Omega calls them her brothers.

Nice use of a pause I think

This is some of the most emotional VAing I've heard from this man in literal years.

I like that Echo and Tech are taking her seriously

I think Hunters face model is just weird

I wish they'd do a wider variety of body types for bg characters

The way chopper moves is so fnsndnaksnaka

Pls he's so violent

How is Echo climbing??

Omega needs kids her age to be conniving friends w I feel like she should get into trouble

I just have to tune out techs British accent

Not him closing the curtain fansbaknsajaj

"I should have stopped this sooner" is kinda crazy because he's one guy like

Look at crosshair underestimating his enemy 😊

Chips having a wear off is an interesting mechanic. As dehumanizing as this show can be to the regs the ability for them to get their humanity back is nice

I think Hera might just be tall for her age

Crosshair having a whole face journey and I am not deciphering a single part of it. Seemed like conviction and hesitation in equal measure

#ch posts #tbb rewatch

[adotrevsleft]

Song review #1

After LIKE - IVE

Verses: I really enjoyed them, their singing were in sync with the beat of the song (which nowadays some other groups don't do and it annoys me a little bit), they all sounded gorgeous!

Pre-chorus: Probably my most favourite part of the song! I can't wait for this beautiful pre-chorus that gets me ready for the chorus that gets even better! But, really this part was my personal favourite!

Chorus: IVE has done something to choruses which makes it sound like an IVE chorus, they've made their own sound, they're rookies as well, so I am amazed by this chorus, I thought no chorus could beat love dive and I was proven wrong.

Rap: Wow! Rei and Gaeul got their well deserved raps! They slayed as well! I'm honestly so proud of them, they're great rappers as well and definitely have the potential to become even better rappers. I hope they do more raps in the future. Probably the most iconic part in the song tho.

Bridge: not that different to the chorus, except a slower instrumental it had nothing much to stand out, but still a good bridge!

Choreography: More simple than other times, but still really good and enjoyable! Can't wait to learn this choreography!

Visuals: Everything visually in the music video was put to perfection! The different sets for the members really made them shine individually, which was a huge problem in love dive and eleven. The fashion was great! Gaeul really slayed in this era visually, couldn't keep my eyes of her!

Lyrics: some parts of it was confusing, but the lyrics made much more sense than it did in their previous releases, at least for me it did. But, overall not bad.

Camera work: The camera work was amazing! Really good! It was better in love dive era, 100 percent, but still really impressive on after like era as well! The camera people need a raise rn!

Overall: I am a dive, so obviously my opinion on the song is biased, but I genuinely enjoyed this song, I also really liked the way that they used the sample from I will survive by Gloria Gaynor, the producers used it really wisely. I was worried about the sampling honestly, but turns out after like is a complete bop for me! Gaeul finally also got the lines she deserved and screen time as well. However, I'm disappointed that STARSHIP gave Liz little to no lines, even though she is the main vocalist, which she is also really stable live as well. Really proud of my girls this comeback! Definitely my soty! Things to be improved on for next time: better camera work, Liz more lines, gaeul getting center if their is a dance break in the next comeback (she is the main dancer)?, more than two tracks pls next time or soon and definitely a better album cover (this has been feedback since the beginning for me tbh). Definitely a 10/10 for me tho, loved this comeback!

My Satisfaction - IVE

Overall: This is definitely a sound that IVE doesn't do and I would never imagine them doing. However, this went just fine with them. They killed this song. Literally a pure villain anthem. I personally loved the ending with Yujin. Everything about it was near to perfection. Obviously, it's not perfect because it's a b-side, but yet again their b-sides are the best. Definitely a song I will listen to more often. This comeback was brilliant just like their previous releases and this comeback has really made me decide that IVE is one of my ult groups, they're too good. As someone else said "they only have themselves to compete with".

What did you think of this comeback?

Song review #2 will be 458 by CIX

Any requests for song reviews you can go to my page and see the pinned post there, which you can comment on there. I will ignore requests that are on this post or any other.

This was wdymlockey and this was a song review of After Like by IVE. Have a nice day! <3

#ive #ive gaeul #kpop #kpop gg #ive yujin #ive wonyoung #ive rei #ive liz #ive leesoo #after like #love dive #song review #kpop song #eleven #kpop girls

[boba-beom]

ahhh thank you so much, that really means a lot🥺 i hope i have a safe flight too, weather's been a little crazy over here, but hopefully it'll all clear out by next week❤️

oooh, i didn't know you do yoga, that's so cool! i don't think i've ever tried yoga personally, is it fun? aww no, i'm sorry, period pains suck so much. i hope you feel better soon🥺❤️ well yk whether it be a few days before or during your period, your body needs to rest, because it's working extra hard❤️ the title does sound really interesting, i might add it to my tbr - let me know your thoughts on it once you're finished. i was reading 2 books, but i've put them on hold for now. the first one is The Girl in Red by Christina Henry and the second one is Notes on a Nervous Planet by Matt Haig. the girl in red is a retelling of little red riding hood set in an apocalyptic world where there's this airborne disease that destroys most of the population. while the second book is a non-fiction one that talks about several aspects of the modern world and just how easily they can overwhelm us and cause anxiety within us. the author also shares some of his own experiences, which i find pretty cool.

the 2D1N series is so memorable to me. i just love how they were joking and laughing around with the boys as well as fangirling over them🥺

mine too omg the amount of times i've rewatched that performance and when they all also covered yeonjun's artist of the month WOW, that really did something to me. HE'S JUST SO FINE. finest man alive honestly.

hype boy is such a great song and the dance was just *chef's kiss*, but my favorite would have to be attention hehe. i also really like omg and ditto, they're both so good.

whenever i read something, it stays with me and i can't help but associate things to it. for example whenever i listen to jump the line i think back to your yeonjun drabble where mc was in the kitchen alone at night and he found her moving to that song🥺 but omg, don't worry about it!! it's completely fine, i know writing isn't an easy process and it can take time, besides there are so many things that can get in the way of it such as life. so please take your time and i'll patiently be waiting for future updates hehe <3

beomgyu of the day

so sorry for this late reply!! but i hope the weather hasn't been too bad for you, dear. hopefully the flight will go smoothly <3

it was actually my first time trying out yoga! i loved it! the instructor was so kind and everyone at the session was so friendly, there were a few who went before but there were also a few who were new to it so i felt like i eased into it nicely! the yoga itself was new, i think i prefer yoga that high intensity workouts!!

i shall note those book recommendations down, however, the girl in red sounds very familiar to me so unless i've come across it before or heard of it by passing, i'll give those a read 🤭

PLS you just mentioning yeonjun's artist of the month performance reminded me how hard i was manifesting a beomgyu artist of the month :< i love his dance style especially when it comes to hip-hop songs like that one predebut vid. but i also think beomgyu dancing something like this also needs to be a thing!! it suits his vibes a lot :') OMG wait even the choreo for rollercoaster, something about that beomgyu hit different

also good song choices!! i feel like there's no miss with newjeans, for me personally. i just love the nostalgic vibes they give, very much y2k

you and i are so alike!! i love reading fics with songs accompanied with it because those tend to stick to me better, but also giving off those specific vibes :') literally appreciate how supportive you've been with me, thank you so much :>

#ᥫ᭡ : asks. #[ 🧸 ] — mutuals. #april ♡ #aprilisque ♡

[bonesandthebees]

SD ANON MY OTHER ROOMMATE HAS COVID LMAOOOO

i feel very bad for her bc her ochem final was today and if she doesn’t take it she takes an incomplete in the class and has to take it w next yrs class

i tested negative and i went to go get another pcr this morning! they gave me a free blanket i am now lying on it in the grass + sun, eating a tofu rice bowl

photosynthesis ! i thought i was dizzy/nauseous this morning but turns out it was just a combination of not having eaten a solid meal in two days and taking meds that give you side effects if you have not eaten a solid meal in two days

anyways i am! i am certainly living! slept on my friend’s floor last night he was like you can be my human alarm clock for my final and all three of us (him his roommate me) got insomnia cookies and gossiped! changed in a diff friend’s room and then she was wearing an n95 and going i feel like i am getting sick so i brushed my teeth v quickly and dipped

asked to sleep same place again tonight and he was like yeah sure you can wake me up at 9 again and i was like i feel very blanche dubois rn (i have always depended on the kindness of others) anyways i love my friends i’m so glad i dragged them to uni w me they are dumb boys but i love them a lot

finished the robber bride! reading another atwood now in the sun w gatorade and tofu! waiting for alarm clock friend to join me for studying final + other friend to join for also studying

i am reading bc my finals are take home/easy af and the only hard one is next week and i will b home by then! been rewatching mcc povs tommy my beloved <3

LKFDJSFKDL SD ANON YOU ARE GOING THROUGH IT i promise i read through your other message but i'll just answer this one since it's easier. I wanted to ask can't your two roommates who have covid both just sleep in the same room? also god I hope she gets to take her ochem final online or something that's not fair that she can't take her final just bc she tested positive they need to have accommodations for that. but oh my god you are just. you're really going through it

I'M GLAD YOU HAVE GOOD FRIENDS THOUGH!! very nice that your friend is letting you crash on his floor but man I hope you have access to a proper bathroom and all that soon skdljfkldsf you're so close to freedom

also pls pls remember to eat like bestie you're already going through so much make sure to take care of yourself as best you can. you're so close to the finish line!! just do your best not to get the rona! laying the grass and eating a tofu rice bowl sounds so relaxing, i'm currently in a coffee shop on my campus eating some vegan rice hash thing and it's not great but it's sustenance so what can ya do? at least I have coffee lmao

jealous that you're almost done though I still got several more weeks before my finals and then I have summer classes I need to take aaaaa but then I graduate so. I'm very close to total freedom from uni!

best of luck to you sd anon keep wearing your mask i'm sending so many good vibes your way <333

#ask #sd anon

[todoscript]

how he would ask you out

request: pls some headcanons of how the boys (shinsou/tamaki/shouto) would ask the girl they like out 🥺

characters: shinsou hitoshi, amajiki tamaki, todoroki shouto

genre: fluff

word count: 3.3k+ total, 900-1200 per character

tags: pining, confessions, fem!reader

author’s notes: sorry if this sounds rushed?? i can’t write 

copyright 2021 todoscript, all rights reserved. i do not allow my creations to be published or translated anywhere else.

SHINSOU HITOSHI

two years after his enrollment into the hero course, shinsou had finally came to terms with the feelings he’s been holding for you for quite some time now.

what began as just friendly encounters and kind gestures felt like something more to him. after all, you were one of the key people that led him to transition smoothly into the class, with your helpful demeanor and coming to his aid whenever he was stressed and troubled by the new environment.

you went out of your way to organize study sessions and small arrangements to mingle and get to know the other students better.

you reiterated to him that if he ever had any questions about anything, he could always come to you.

initially, shinsou thought he was being a burden—that he was just heavy baggage that tied you down.

however, you assured he was anything but, and stated that you were more than happy to help him, even going to say you enjoyed spending time and getting to learn more about him.

at your response, shinsou was appalled at how genuine you were.

appalled… but also very grateful.

eventually, there came a point when he realized there was no mistaking the affection he felt for you—not when he subconsciously noted every one of your habits and intricacies, able to tell whatever emotions were running through you at a simple glance, or when he would stop to admire the way you decided to style your hair differently or changed your look, thinking you seemed even more charming that day by the confidence you exude.

no, at that point, he’s sure it was painfully obvious. so obvious, in fact, that kaminari and mina had chosen to skip today’s group study session in favor of letting the two of you have your “alone time”. whatever that could mean.

shinsou had grimaced over their excuse of “being too busy that day” when you had told him the reasoning they gave you over text, despite knowing their next exam was only a couple days away. recalling just how nosy and enthusiastic they could get when involved in these kinds of affairs, he had an inkling of what exactly those two were planning. you, on the other hand, seemed completely oblivious to their schemes.

however, what did latch onto your mind was the thought of spending the day with only shinsou, in his very room, sitting across from each other with your textbooks open in front of you. though you should be more attentive to your studies, you couldn’t help the palpitations beating loudly in your chest and your wandering eyes that snuck glances at him after every question you answered.

unbeknownst to you, shinsou mirrored your actions all the same, reciprocating the flustered behavior, albeit a bit more subtly.

keep calm, hitoshi. why are you getting all worked up? he would say to himself, putting on his usual facade.

although he came off as relatively calm and collected on the outside, it’s difficult to keep his emotions in check when actions never lie.

that was especially true as he reached his hand out for the eraser you two were sharing between each other. with his eyes continuing to gander down at his notes, he hadn’t noticed that you were lunging for the same thing—not until your fingers had suddenly touched and you both pulled away at a speed equivalent to making contact with fire.

his stare unfaltering, shinsou was surprised to discern the embarrassed look on your face that immediately fixed itself as you rummaged through your pencil pouch. a second later, you pulled out another eraser, one that was notably smaller than the one you were sharing.

“um.. i’ll just use this,” you offered, and shinsou rubbed the back of his neck, the whole situation more awkward than it needed to be considering you never had any trouble sharing your supplies with each other before.

through some examination of your demeanor, shinsou had made a… bold enough claim, thinking that maybe—just maybe—you held the same kind of affections for him as he did for you.

it’s like he recalled earlier—actions never lie—and shinsou didn’t let the quiver of your lips or the intense concentration at your work to avoid meeting his gaze go past his head. that’s what spurred him to finally act on his desires.

without warning, he leaned forward on his seat to lay his hand over yours that caught your attention. you met his eyes, astonished to say the least, but more so concerned by how your eyes widened before you were about to open your mouth to ask him what was wrong.

the violet-haired male beats you to your words, voice resonating firmly, “y/n.”

you blinked. “y-yeah..?”

“i know this might be a bit late coming from me, but,” you could feel his hand tighten atop yours, “after exams, do you want to catch a movie together? just the two of us?”

shinsou fought the urge to look away, bashful at how he made his declaration for your time. the warmth surging under his skin was alleviated at the smile that slowly curled on your lips as you rotate your wrist, your palm touching his. the expression washing over your features told him you’ve been waiting for him to ask you this for a while now.

“i’d love to.”

AMAJIKI TAMAKI

ever a shy and introverted individual, tamaki has never had the heart to ask you out despite years of harboring a crush on you.

every time the thought had crossed his mind, he’d reason poorly with himself that you wouldn’t be interested in him in that way.

it didn’t help that his low self-esteem only deepened that thought that had now rooted itself in his brain.

at such a prestigious school like u.a., you were bound to find someone far more compelling than him—someone with guts, confidence, and great social skills. not a guy like him who conjures the image of potatoes at every anxiety-inducing encounter he comes across.

he was relieved enough to settle himself comfortably as just your friend—a title that allowed him to stay close and keep within your circle, all the while subjecting him to simply admiring you from afar.

but his eyes that held a hidden longing for more weren’t overlooked by a fellow student of his. or to be precise, the ever curious and free-spirited, hadou nejire.

always aware of his surroundings, it was hard not to notice that peculiar stare she’d aim at him during moments where he might’ve just finished speaking to you, or when you’d pass by and his head would naturally drift in your direction.

it was like she was picking apart every detail laid on him and it made tamaki absolutely restless.

tamaki’s suspicions and anxiety were later raised during one instance at the lunch table. he was at his usual seat next to his other big three companions, mirio and the aforementioned nejire, who was eyeing him with a gleam in her eye.

even with his self-consciousness, tamaki did his best not to pay any mind to the undesired attention and munched on his plate of takoyaki—the octopus nestled in the batter sure to come in handy later in training that day.

to his dismay, you passed by their table with your tray of food in hand, and nejire did not waste any time calling you over in that cheery tone of hers.

she invited you to sit down with them. you gave her invitation some thought before ultimately placing yourself in the free spot next to mirio, with nejire and tamaki already seated across from you.

the girl was all smiles and hums while tamaki was in a state of distress, both at his friend’s odd behavior, which was starting to spell trouble, to having you pulled into all of this. mirio was just being mirio, welcoming as always.

you greeted everyone at the table, making eye contact with mirio and nejire, but tamaki evaded your line of sight. he simply waved his reply without breaking away from his balls of takoyaki.

luckily for him, you didn’t give his lack of words much thought and started digging into your own lunch. it was then that nejire found it appropriate to start up a conversation.

“y’know, y/n, i’ve been meaning to ask you this, from one girl to another,” she mused, finger waving around playfully, “are you interested in anyone here?”

upon hearing her question, tamaki almost choked on his bonito flakes, his cheeks puffed and eyes blown. meanwhile, your chewing slowed as you gave your answer some thought.

“uh… well–”

“i’d say fujita from class d is quite the looker! think you’d be interested in them?”

after swallowing the food in his mouth, tamaki began to subconsciously listen in on the conversation. he paid close attention to your responses with bated breath, a small part of him anticipating your answer highly.

“fujita’s nice and all, but i don’t think we’d really get along as a couple.”

tamaki mentally sighed, relief evident all over his face. it was then that mirio had started fitting the pieces together after watching his close friend’s brow wrinkle throughout the entire exchange before finally relaxing at your words. crossing his eyes with nejire’s only confirmed his suspicions as the girl sent him a wink.

as a friend, mirio wasn’t about to let nejire’s operations fall flat. getting up from his seat, he motioned tamaki to come with him.

“i heard they have extra yakisoba bread right now! we should go check it out!” he said as a guise to give the other two time to themselves, free from tamaki’s prying ears.

unaware that mirio had caught on so quickly, tamaki didn’t object to tagging along with him. mostly because he thought of this as an opportunity to get some fresh air and calm his racing heart, finally feeling the effects of the blood rushing to his face.

with tamaki supposedly out of earshot, nejire was free to go about her questions however she wanted.

“okay then, if not fujita, then who? there has to be someone, right?” the girl scooted further in her seat out of pure curiosity. “tell me, is it perhaps someone in our class?”

it was your turn to be stricken by her boldness. you tried picking at your food, stuffing it into your mouth to avoid answering, but nejire’s tenacity outmatched you.

finishing your lunch, you opened your mouth to speak, “actually, the person i’m interested in is pretty close to you…”

nejire feigned ignorance, innocently placing a finger under her chin. “who? mirio?”

“ah no, it’s tamaki, alright?!” you ended up blurting, voice hushed but frantic.

bingo. hearing exactly what she wanted, nejire returned to her original position, a triumphant grin plastered on her lips. replaying what you said out loud in your head, you buried your warm face in your hands.

unbeknownst to you, tamaki had ended up hearing the whole exchange around the corner coming back to their table as mirio lightly snickered at his revelation of an expression.

the blond patted his shoulder. “go on then, you know what to do.” he threw tamaki an encouraging thumbs-up.

the boy gulped in response before inhaling a deep breath of air to prepare himself for what would arguably be the most important yet stress-inducing moment of his life so far.

noticing you getting up to discard your tray, tamaki—through a final push from mirio—went to make his move.

hearing him suddenly call out to you, you were caught off-guard. after admitting to your crush on tamaki to nejire, you felt your cheeks get hot just seeing his face right afterward.

“oh hey, did you get your hands on those yakisoba breads?” you scraped up a way to start the conversation.

“right... that… mirio managed to get the last one in the cafeteria,” he answered. then he brought his hand to rub his elbow, fidgeting in his spot as he found it difficult to look you in the eyes again.

“tamaki? something wrong? are you upset that he got the last yakisoba bread?”

he shook his head. “no, i… it’s just… i’ve been meaning to ask you this for a long time now, but never had the courage to say it to you because i didn’t think you ever liked me that way. but…” he finally mustered the determination to face you head-on. “would you go out with me, y/n?”

at first, you were speechless—absent of words as you relayed his request in your mind over and over again. then, your eyes softened, lips easing into a smile as you reached out for his hand.

“i thought you’d never ask.”

TODOROKI SHOUTO

it’s no surprise to many that when it came to asking someone out, todoroki didn’t exactly know the first thing to do.

mostly because he’s never asked anyone out to begin with.

you were the first person he’s ever felt these kinds of emotions for, and to be frank, he wasn’t sure what to make of everything that had been going through him when that root of infatuation had started to bloom inside him.

rather than sulk or contemplate on his thoughts for too long, he surmised it was best to simply come clean and ask for advice.

but when he confessed to what had been on his mind lately, he wasn’t expecting such a vigorous response from his friends.

“i’ve been thinking about asking y/n out.”

there was a layer of uncomfortable silence amongst the group before all hell eventually broke loose.

midoriya, uraraka, and iida immediately sprung from their seats in the common room, yelling “what?!” in unison. tsuyu and her frog-like mannerisms were more idle, but still surprised nonetheless.

todoroki was unfazed by their reactions, actually expecting it to go that way considering he’s never brought up any topics of that nature before. at the very least, he’s thankful he decided to say this when it was just the five of them. compared to what the whole class’s reaction would have been like, this was incredibly tame.

todoroki was used to always listening to what others had to say and never being the subject of the conversation when it came to dating.

but now things were different. he was openly admitting to them that he was regarding someone romantically. that he possibly sought a relationship with this someone—wanting to be committed to them and become the very best person he could be right next to them. to the four, this was coming completely out of left field.

after everyone simmered down and let the news sink in, the dual-haired boy resumed his thought,

“but i’m not sure how to do it.”

though the entirety of the group never had any experiences when it came to dating, they knew enough from media and pop culture to get an idea on how to help him. more than todoroki could imagine on his own anyway.

“i know! how about we go with the romantic and suave approach!” uraraka suggested. the rest asked her to elaborate.

“it’s simple! it starts by you leaving a note on her desk right before class, saying to meet you on the rooftop of the school! before the designated time, you should wait there for her with a bouquet of flowers, and then when she arrives, confess your feelings and ask her out!”

midoriya rubbed a finger against his cheek, skeptical. “i don’t think that sounds as simple as you’re making it out to be.”

tsuyu chimed in beside him. “those kinds of ideas usually only work well in books, ochako.”

pursing her lips, uraraka gave her plan a once-over, and realized it did seem a bit more involved and out of character than what todoroki was used to.

despite sharing a few more ideas with one another, they couldn’t narrow it down to any perfect one.

that was when iida clapped his hand, bringing everyone’s attention to him.

“alright, i think we’re starting to blow this whole ‘operation’ way out of proportion,” he said.

“if you’re honest about the way you feel about her and show it sincerely, i’m sure she’ll consider your feelings. you don’t have to do anything extravagant when it comes to asking someone out.”

listening throughout every word, todoroki nodded. meanwhile the other three were astonished that their class representative could be so whimsical when it came to romance, which in turn, iida was conflicted by. however, at the very least he was glad they could help out a friend. and so, todoroki went about his day with their discussion in mind.

he found that in many occurrences, whenever he crossed by you and thought of it as a chance to ask you out, there would always be someone to come in and take your time away. leaving him to stand there awkwardly before dismissing the fated question for later.

eventually, the sky dimmed and evening arrived, and by then, the whole class was already back at their dormitory and about to have dinner.

through some rather convenient circumstances, you two were actually assigned on kitchen duty that night.

“it’s been getting pretty cold lately so i was thinking we should cook up a hot pot for everyone.” you gave your idea to him as you pulled out some ingredients from the fridge, waiting for his reply, but it came a few seconds later than you were expecting.

“right. sounds like a good idea,” todoroki answered a tad late. upon realizing it was only going to be the two of you making dinner tonight, his mind was occupied by what he and his friends spoke about earlier.

that was when he started overthinking the situation and absentmindedly half-assed his work.

“todoroki, the cut on the tofu is slightly uneven.” you reviewed his cutting board. looking down, he saw the inconsistent slices of tofu limp in front of him. if bakugou were the executive chef for the evening, he would’ve had to hear an earful from him.

“sorry…” he apologized quietly, reaching out for another cube of tofu to cut.

“is everything okay? i know you’re still learning how to cook, but i’ve seen you show some significant improvement on your knife skills recently.” you voiced your concern for him.

the white and red-haired boy stared at the white bean curd while hearing your worried tone and couldn’t find it within himself to continue the task. it was now or never he thought. he laid the knife flat on the cutting board.

“actually, i wanted to ask you something.” he turned toward you. “do you… want to go out with me?”

nothing but the sound of the fire running on the stove could be heard in the kitchen. todoroki didn’t move his eyes away from you, watching you nearly drop the plate of siu choy and shiitake mushrooms out of shock as your mouth was hanging open.

when you caught onto your bearings, you let out a small laugh. “oh… i… wasn’t expecting that,” you admitted honestly, placing the ingredients on the counter safely.

the boy furrowed his brows. “is that a no?”

“n-no! i mean that isn’t my answer! i–” you fumbled with your words, cheeks warming up now that his confession had finally sunk in. in the meantime, todoroki found your reaction quite amusing. the corner of his lip quirked into a grin.

“what i mean to say is that yes, i’d love to go out with you.” you accepted the offer wholeheartedly. todoroki would be lying if his heart wasn’t throbbing from anticipation. he’s glad he’s able to rest and put that aside.

“now let’s continue making this hot pot together!” you cheered, smiling widely and he found comfort in your words before resuming slicing the tofu.

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[meowzards]

The Cat’s Meow

Peter Parker x Black Cat!Reader ( they / them )

Part One

During a night of patrol, Spider-Man seems to have a little bit of a cat problem

word count: 1.5k

warnings: i can’t tell if this is suggestive but it is definitely flirty

note: i needed a black cat reader fic that wasn’t nsfw i just needed one  (this was originally going to be just TASM but it fits with any Spider-Man really, so just imagine whoever u want)

REBLOGS APPRECIATED**

**requests are open!!!!! pls keep them a little vague but clarify if u want them to be angst or fluff or whatever and how long u want it to be ^^**

Peter knew even before his Spidey-Sense went off that something wasn’t right as he stood on a rooftop in the city.

Call it intuition, a gut feeling he couldn’t shake, or maybe it was the fact that it had been quiet for too long. No matter what it was, piercing alarms rang throughout his head when he finally heard the soft sound of someone landing on the ground behind him. He couldn’t help but feel that he recognized the set of mysterious footsteps.

“Well, Peter. It’s nice to finally meet up with you again,” a voice from behind him cut through the thick silence.

Hearing his name from them almost made him falter for just a moment and he struggled to keep himself still, all instincts in his body yearning for him to turn to look. All too familiar feelings came rushing back to him in seas of regret as he heard the person’s slick words, hitting him like a storm. It had been too long since their last encounter and he had almost forgotten how they once sounded, their voice as smooth as silk. Countless memories of the nights they had together flooded his mind without giving him a second to catch his breath. He stood still, maintaining his composure, not letting them know that they were able to get to him. He knew perfectly well that they could if they wanted to, and that’s what made them dangerous.

“What? Afraid of little ol’ me?” They sang, gently draping their arm over Peter’s broad shoulder.

“Whatever you want from me, I won’t do it, Y/N,” he said firmly, not turning his head. Refusing to play their game was the simplest way to get out of this, albeit cowardly. Peter kept his eyes on the sky knowing full well that he wouldn’t last a second if he met their gaze in the slightest.

The black leather of their costume rested against his neck as their hand wrapped around him, carefully running over the spandex lining and along the tiny slit where the mask separated from the rest of the suit. Their nails were long and sharp, and Peter could feel them trace every dip in the fabric as lightly as they thought possible. Times like these, he wished his senses weren’t as heightened and his thoughts were so loud.

“Who said I needed anything?” Y/N remarked, their arm sliding away from Peter and back to their side as they slowly walked in front of him. A sly smile illuminated their face with every movement, their shiny black mask giving their eyes a certain gleam that wouldn’t be noticeable otherwise.

“You always need something,” Peter spoke, finally turning his face ever so slightly to meet theirs. In situations like this, his mask ended up shielding more than just his identity, and he was grateful for it.

With a grin, they took the back of their hand, running it along the side of his cheek. “I can’t just stop by to see my favorite spider?” They questioned, a look of false innocence on their face accompanied by a small tilt of their head.

“I would say yes if it were anyone but you,” he replied coldly, not sharing the same enthusiasm as the cat.

In an instant, their hand dropped from the side of his veil. “Smart spider,” they purred. “I need your help.”

“It’s been months since I last saw you, Y/N, and now you need my help?” Peter questioned rhetorically with crossed arms, he took a couple of steps forward as Y/N turned to face the city. “I know you’re one for your disappearance acts, but you can’t just show up after leaving with no explanation.”

“I’m sorry I broke your heart, Parker, but I really do need your help.” Y/N sat at the ledge of the rooftop, legs dangling over the edge. They fell back, leaning their head behind them to look up at Peter. Small chuckles left their mouth as they watched him begin to turn away, arms landing at his sides exasperatedly.

“What is it.”

Peter knew that this prolonged interaction wouldn’t lead to anywhere good, but he pushed it far deep in his mind. With denial at the forefront of his mind and a handful of hope in his pocket, he mentally readied himself for dealing with one of the biggest problems in his life; Y/N L/N. Resurgence of old memories did nothing but make Peter comply more. His brain lingered around their old conversations, the stunts that they would pull in the city. Inside, he knew that Y/N was no good. Peter Parker was a smart man, but he let himself live in a stupid state of negation.

Y/N’s demeanor didn’t change as they repositioned themselves, sitting up on top of their knees, hands resting gently on their lap. “I need you to steal something for me.”

Parker was already regretting this. The minimal faith he had in Y/N was already draining quick, and as much as he wanted to stand there and humor their antics, his duty to protect the city was far more important than Y/N’s criminal mission. “I’m not gonna steal, Y/N.” The harsh tone that laced his voice hardly affected Y/N as they shifted, lifting their thighs off their calves.

“You don’t know what I need you to steal yet, Parker. For someone with heightened senses, you’re not the best listener,” they jested, tipping their head down faintly, eyes locked in on Peter.

Frustration coarsed it’s way through his body as he listened to Y/N, every single word sending him farther into a spiral of annoyance. As much as he cared for them, he struggled to hold his temper back. “Just tell me, Y/N.”

They took a small breath, a mutter of a laugh escaping their lips as they adjusted their mask slightly. Leaning forward just the slightest bit, they kept their focus on Peter, striking eyes observing him as if he were a type of prey. Peter could feel the cold air through his suit, but Y/N was the one sending a chill down his spine.

“I need you to steal a document.” Their answer was plain, more bland than they had ever come to Peter for. He felt relief wash over him in waves, but confusion accompanied it, hand in hand.

“What kind of document?”

“I’ll spare you details for now, but it will help keep the people of New York safe. All I need to know is if you can do it.” They were being cryptic, and Peter knew all too well that the uncertainty that came along with Black Cat was never a good thing. They were a wild card, an unpredictable game of war that Peter just couldn’t seem to win. Betting and recklessness lay in the fun of teaming up with her, though, and although Peter had a sense of responsibility, he never had a good sense of decision. Y/N’s incalculability was what lured him in in the first place, a joker in a pack of 52. Adrenaline took over his senses when he was with them, and a lack of having everything dialed up to eleven for once in his life. It’s what made him fall in love with them once before, and also what made it so hard to say no.

“As long as no one gets hurt.”

Y/N’s grin grew wider as the words left his mouth, and they walked towards him in a stride laced with confidence. Peter felt himself heat up as the stepped directly in front of him, leaning in close to his face with theirs. “Sounds like a plan, bug. I’ll stop by your place to give you the details later.”

He felt himself shudder just barely. “Don’t make me regret this, cat.”

“Fingers crossed, spider.” With a quick kiss on the cheek, they disappeared as fast as they came, a gust of wind hitting Peter in the direction that they ran off too. He put his hand over his cheek delicately, gently wiping off the lipstick-stained mark Y/N had left. Regret had already well settled in as soon as Y/N was no longer in his field of vision. Past mistakes dug themselves holes in his brain, poking at him as punishment for the warning he gave himself but ignored. Playing poker with a wild card was a dead man’s game, and the way Parker played, his grave was already shoveled.

There was no stopping them now, they already had the yes that they needed from him, and they were gonna get his help no matter what. The carelessness that clouded Peter’s mind just moments before was gone for now, but he had a moral obligation to help Y/N, and they knew that. Weaponizing that against Peter was their main course of action whenever they had their little conversations, and it’s precisely what made them so dangerous. The power that they held over Peter Parker was potent, and they had shown it tonight. Peter grimaced at the thought of it happening again, knowing full well that it would. Repentance would be the only gain Peter would get from this allyship, if it could even be called so.

“What have I done.”

#spiderman x reader #spiderman x you #peter parker x reader #peter parker x you #tasm!spiderman x reader #spiderman #peter parker #the amazing spider man #black cat

[finelinevogue]

Just wanted to say 2 things:

1)Love the fic where he proposed over a cup of tea…so sweet💗

2) we all know how H has asthma sometimes so…could u write something w/the reader helping him with an attack idk or during an interview/concert/family gathering do as u pls

A nice day

XOXO

firstly, thank you so much that’s so sweet of you <33 and secondly, um yes i would love to give this a go at writing for you! hope you enjoy;

Harry couldn’t breathe.

He was in a panic, completely terrified of the uncontrollable situation. He was having an asthma attack concocted with a panic attack and it was brutal.

“Shit,” Jeff whispered as he watched Harry breathe heavily and loudly on the floor. His friend was currently on his hands and knees trying to gasp for air, whilst dressed in his notorious Fine Line outfit.

It was the big night. The one night only at The Forum for the release of his new album Fine Line, hence the costume. He had been nervous all day, with shaking hands and a tendency to forget simple things. You had been with him all day; having a slow brunch together out in the Hollywood Hills and then just chilling around for the afternoon. You didn’t want to anything to strain his voice, so talking hadn’t been an option. That left you either to sleeping and cuddling, whilst watching a movie, or sex. Now you were all for sex, but Harry complained that he liked talking to you during it and so that got shut down pretty quickly. You didn’t forget what he whispered to your ear though just before you cuddled into watching Bambi;

“Keep your moans for later, you’ll be fucking needing them for what I have planned.”

But that was over two hours ago now. Harry had been whisked away to start getting ready, what with hair and makeup first. You’d left him to it, telling him you would just lounge around and wait for him. It was when he was getting into costume had you announced you were just going to go down the street to get some coffee from Dunkin’ - seeing as there were few of them back in England, where you most commonly lived with Harry. The problem was you hadn’t come back yet, and it was an hour later.

“Harry mate, you need to calm down.” Kid Harpoon told him carefully, kneeling down next to his good friend. Nothing was working though and Harry was too breathless to ask anyone for his inhaler.

It had started by thinking about how nervous he actually was for tonight. It was such a huge show and one of a kind too. He was playing his new album and it wasn’t even 24 hours old yet. There was so much pressure weighing him down that he couldn’t breathe - he was suffocating in the anxiety of his own mind and he couldn’t escape at all. Then because he was in so much of a panic his asthma hit him and added another reason to his breathlessness. It was finally made worst when he realised you weren’t by his side to help him. You weren’t there to quickly eliminate the asthma and focus on helping him overcome the panic attack, instead he had his mates surrounding him - crowding him - and they didn’t know the first thing to do.

“Sarah, where’s Y/N?” Mitch shouted, making Harry squint the thought away. He didn’t want to think about how something back might’ve happened or might be happening to you. Where were you? Sarah’s response did no better to help him.

“I don’t know.”

“Harry bud. Talk to us.” Jeff spoke, crouched down in front of him. Harry shook his head, tears running from his eyes as he began crying. The sobs were really harsh and embarrassing. The tears were heavy and mixed with snot running from his nose to pool on the floor below him. He was not doing well at all, coughing when the asthma choked him up. He couldn’t do this. He felt like he was in a small box and it was only getting smaller. He felt as if he were going to die. Genuinely.

“Does he look like he can talk, dickward.” Adam’s voice came from the other side of Harry, messing his head up even more. There was so many voices and he couldn’t focus on just one, but he didn’t want to. He wanted yours. He needed yours. You.

Whenever this has happened before he was always luckily in the comfort of his home, or the tour bus and always with you. So this was unfamiliar and terrifying. He was beginning to think you’d left him or you’d gotten seriously hurt, but he couldn’t do anything to help. He was stuck - paralysed to this position as his lungs collapsed in on themselves and his brain sped the same speed as a train. You were his comfort person and it was only ever you that he wanted in situations like these. Just you.

“Move out of my way. Move!” Harry thought he heard you and your voice, but he hated that his mind could be playing tricks on him in desperation for what, or whom, he truly wanted.

He felt someone crash on the floor in front of him and the almighty smell of lavender and soap hit him all at once. This time, he was glad to have someone sit so close to him, because it was you.

“Harry look at me, hey, hey. You’re okay. Look at me bubs.” You spoke calmly, trying not to sound panicked yourself, even if you were heavily worried. You watched as he looked up at you, eyes ridiculously red and puffy whilst his nose was dripping like a leaking tap. You wanted to rub his tears away and dab away the snot, but your main priority was on his breathing first. “Okay good, okay.”

Your hand went into your bag and picked out his inhaler. You shook it a few times, before putting it into Harry’s mouth. “On three, one, two, three…” Harry tried is best to breathe in and you pushed down on the canister. “Good, bubs, really good. Okay again, one, two, three…” You repeated and then a third time until you could tell that the wheezing of his asthma attack had disappeared.

“T-than…” Harry tried to mumble out, but couldnt because he was still in panic and his throat was so dry.

“Sshh you’re okay.” You turned to one of the crew members and asked for them to fetch you a bottle of water. You asked people to clear out of the room and leave you with Harry for a bit, knowing he wouldn’t settle in front of all these people. You sat on the floor, crossed legged, and brought Harry to lay his head in your lap with his body trailing behind. You offered him one of your hands to squeeze if he wanted to, which he appreciated, cupping both of his around yours. Your other hand laid to stroke through his gelled hair - that would no doubt have to be redone now.

Instead of going straight into talking to him, you sang his favourite lullaby to him in aid of calming him down. It always worked, or at least helped a little. You sang quietly, noticing the beat of his heart soften with every line you sung. You were by no means a professional singer like him, but he liked the way it was so imperfect and mellow. It calmed him to hear something so simple and so you. Whilst you sang the crew never came back with your requested water and you thanked them, before you were the only ones left in the room.

After you finished singing you noticed how calm Harry was, almost still - the complete opposite to how he’d been all of 10 minutes ago. It was amazing what the power of you could do to him.

“What colour are we feeling?” You and Harry had created your own little system by which you would let each other know how you’re feeling by a colour of the rainbow. You’d designated a meaning to all of them that only you two could understand and used them on the days when you weren’t feeling great, to help understand each other’s feelings better.

“The whole bloody rainbow.” Harry mumbled out and you passed the water around so he could take a few sips, to which he thanked you graciously for.

“Oi, you can’t have that as your answer.” It was a rule that you could only use one colour to some your most intense emotion in that moment, otherwise there was kind of no point to the system.

“But it’s true. I feel grey with confusion, blue with sadness, purple with frustration, yellow with fear and even light yellow with cowardice. Yet I feel pink with happiness and light red with love.”

“What about red red?” You teased, not being able to help yourself.

“What? Lust? Always, for you that is.” You leant down to kiss his head as he cracked a joke, showing you that your Harry was still there beneath all this worry.

“Tell me what the colours represent in real life.”

“Purple because I am frustrated that I had to have a panic attack right before the biggest show of my career. Yellow because I am frightened that nobody will like the album and it will be a complete fail of a night. Grey because I can’t choose one colour and focus on it. I.. I—”

You could tell he getting himself worked up again, so cut him short. “Bubs stop, you’re okay. Listen to me.” You tucked his hair behind his ear as if to open it up for him to hear better. “Don’t ever be frustrated with yourself for something like this. You are allowed to have moments of weakness; you wouldn’t be human if you didn’t. Did this compromise your show? No. Did this show off how strong and brave you are? Yes. That’s what is important, therefore we can swap purple for dark yellow because you were brave. Which means yellow can also turn to dark yellow because you are so brave for doing something so huge and so wonderful. People already love the album H. Can’t get enough of it. Everyone will sing along to every word, I can promise you that. Or at least I will. You are amazing, so never undersell yourself. That’s important to me and for you. Bubs, you are so amazing for what you’re doing here tonight and I couldn’t be prouder of you. Yes, a panic attack isn’t nice and it isn’t convenient, but it just helps show how much you care about tonight and it going a success. That must count for something.”

He didn’t say anything for a bit and that was okay. He was most likely getting his thoughts together and mentally preparing himself for the greatest night of his life. You bent your body over so you could hug him, since his back was to your front, and just give him a squeeze to reiterate how proud you are of him.

“Y/N.” Harry spoke quietly, as your body encased his. You embraced his warmth and inhaled the beautiful scent that he was wearing. He both smelt and looked phenomenal.

“Yes bubs.”

“You know I love you right?” Of course you did, but it still made your heart flutter as crazy as the first time he said it to when he tells you now.

“I do.”

“And you know you’re it for me right?”

“Well.. I—” You didn’t want to get too ahead of yourself.

“Because you are.” Harry turned himself around, making you sit up so he could move. He was lying with his head facing upwards now, face looking less red and puffy, and staring right into the souls of your eyes. He looked magical. Beautiful. He thought the same of you. “And,” he moved his fingers to take off his S ring from Gucci, that probably cost more than your annual salary, and place it onto your ring finger of your right hand, “I give you this as a promise to share my last name with you someday.”

Seeing the initial of his last name sat on the finger opposite to the one he claimed he would one day put two more rings on, brought you to tears. “Harry…” You didn’t know what to say, you were speechless. You had never expected for him to do something as monumental as this and had never experienced it before to know how to react.

Of course you’d always dreamt of marrying him and being his for eternity, but never thought of it possibly becoming your reality. Now, Harry was completely devoting himself to you and only you and it suddenly all felt like the dream was settling in place.

“I swear to you Y/N, i’ll love you until the next lifetime and i’ll find you again. I love you so much, I can’t even tell you how much because it is so infinite. You’re so kind and patient with me and you see me for me, not for the Harry Styles, just Harry. I’ll never let a day pass without you on my mind and I think it’s because you were always meant to be mine. My heart is yours.” He smiled once he noticed you were crying, moving one of his hands up to wipe the tears away.

“How do I top that?” You whispered to him, but mostly to yourself. Both of you laughed.

“Just tell me you love me.”

“I do. I do love you Harry.” You nodded and then he sealed your confirmation with a kiss to his lips. You rested your hand upon his cheek, placing the coolness of the S ring upon his cheekbone, as he placed his hand under your chin to guide you into the kiss. He tasted divine and you smiled knowing that you got to have him like this, taste him like this, for the rest of your beating hearts’ days.

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Heyy bestiee it's me again your boiiii. Can I request for jealous sex with mitsuya 🥺😳

I've been thinking about thus since yesterday babe pls, i just want to have a boyfie like MITSUYAAAA.

When mitsuya is jealous i see him as the kinda of person who'll do everything silently and sexily y'know what i mean boo. Like his eyes will never leave yours while doing you. Tease you so you'll think of him. Give you bites and marks so you'll know who you belongs to.

Okay thats it from my dirty dirty little mind about mitsuya. I swear I'm simp to much over him. No regrets tho 😳

Of course you can ignore this if its not your cup of tea. Thank youuu so much for letting me request again, hope you're not bored anymore 😌 stay healthy my boo

a/n: first of all, i love ur energy bestie<3 second of all, ofc! ngl this is the first smut i’ve written so i hope it’s not trash lol tysm for requesting bae

drunk { mitsuya x reader }

warnings: nsfw, creampie, roughness (ish), fem! reader

it was never supposed to end up this way.

your face squished up against the cool tile of the bathroom wall. two large hands grabbing at the underneath of your thigh as well as the softness of your chest. the sound of skin slapping filled the room but the outside noise of music and talking overweighted it.

this was just meant to be a fun houseparty. hakkai had invited you guys and of course, you accepted. it was pretty unneventful for the first few hours. just dancing and laughter and drinks.

but the mood changed when hakkai had one too many drinks.

“i think i... i think i need to go- outside” he said through hiccups and slurs. you looked at him with concern painted over your features. if you were being honest, he was quite the lightweight and the bet between him and mitsuya to see who could handle the most shots certainly wasn’t helping him.

mitsuya reached for him but you were quicker to your feet.

“i’ll help you, c’mon” you said, your voice soft and sweet. mitsuya, who wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol or not, raised an eyebrow at the tone. noticing how your hands petted hakkai’s hair and back. and in his drunken stupor, reached out blindly. hands grabbing at your thighs or face or chest. he was touching you all over, yet you were too worried about him to really make a fuss over it.

“t-thank you.... you’re so nice. too nice for mitsuya.” hakkai giggled, obviously just being a drunken idiot. but the mitsuya the words lit a fire in his belly.

you got hakkai outside, sitting him on the front porch and going back inside to find mitsuya.

“can we take-“

“come with me. i need your help.”

mitsuya grabbed your wrist with a newly found strength and started pulling your through the crowds of people. not bothering to apologize for ramming right through them. you were confused what was so urgent, maybe he spilt something on his shirt and wanted help cleaning it?

he pulled you into the small bathroom, shutting the door but not bothering to lock it.

“what are you-“

you didn’t get a response other than an icy glare that cut you off. the clink of his belt caught your ears. you were about to tell him that you needed to get hakkai home, when he gripped your face. his lips meeting yours with such urgency and desire that is overwhelmed you. mitsuya was normally so delicate with you, like you were fine china.

he lifted you onto the counter, pulling off your panties from under your skirt. he ran his finger along your slit, feeling how wet it was. this only caused him to face you with a glare.

“his little grope sesh made you like this, huh? you like being touched like that? you want that?”

you couldn’t respond from his grip on your face, but you tried to shake your head no. honestly, the alchohol had gotten to you. while it’s a pain in the ass, anytime you get a drink in your system it seems to mess with your horomones the most.

he pulled down his boxers about halfway down his thighs. revealing his thick cock. to be honest, you and mitsuya had only done the deed about twice. if you exclude the few sloppy make outs you’ve had. the girth of it and the slight curve always scared you, plus he never made it really obvious when he wanted to take it farther. a complete contrast from his actions tonight.

he rubbed it up and down your slit, lips moving toward your neck. his breath was hot and smelled like the blue raspberry vodka that he had been drinking earlier. the kisses were soft as first, gentle and graceful just like they normally were. but eventually they began to grow into bites and nibbles, his teeth grazing along your jaw line.

you let out a low whimper. his hand reaching down to your clit. the movements where slow but well thought out and effective, his fingers working wonders on you. he tilted his face up to yours, eyes peering at your expressions as you came apart.

perhaps it was the alchohol or maybe it was his sudden mood, but something made you extra sensitive. every touch had you moaning or letting out little gasps. he smirked at this, smirked at how good he was making you feel.

“please. please...p-put it in.” you whimpered out, his eyes dancing up to yours.

there was no answer, except for the hot press of his lips against yours and then finally, finally he pushed through the rim of your walls. bottoming out in one go. the stretch burned, but in the best way. tears rimmed near your waterline, your hands gripping his shoulders as he brought himself up to full height.

“fuck.” he groaned out, it was quiet but throaty. the slight raspyness in his voice from having to yell over the music. he rested his head between the juncture of your neck and your shoulder. his eyes looked up, being met with his own reflection in the mirror. it was then that he got the reminder of what had set him off earlier, brows furrowing. he remembered your giggles and your caring eyes. the way you touched him and the way you let him touch you.

he snapped his hips back only to pound back into you. each thrust increasing in vigor and power. you slipped your hands from his shoulder to his back. crying out little “slow down” and “stop” here and there but all went unheard by your boyfriend.

he lifted you from the counter, flipping you over and pinning you against the wall. your face pressed so hard into the tile that it hurt, but his mouth began pressing kisses to your neck again that it distracted from the pain. he lifted your thigh and began hitting you at the perfect spot. the spongy bundle of nerves let out burts of white hot pleasure everytime he kissed it with his tip.

“mitsu! i’m gonna- i’m gonna, fuck, cum” you could hardly form a sentence with his pace. the man only groaned out, nearing his end as well.

you felt the coil finally snap, walls clenching and hands scratching into the wall. you let out a cry and felt the pace only pick up as he gave you no time to break.

his breathing was heavier and his mouth kept biting at your soft flesh. the smalls nips of pain keeping you awake. finally, the man behind you let out a low groan that got more high pitched and breathy as his thrusts slowed. finally he stilled, still groaning, and spilt hot ropes of seed into you. giving shallow thrusts every now and then. he breathed out and then pulled himself from inside of you. catching your body as you slumpt to the floor.

he helped you lay down, propping up against the wall. his hands massaged your body slightly, lips letting out small words of praise and affection. his fingers found their way back to your sore hole and pushed the stick cum back inside. he leaned over you, lips meeting your forehead.

“you okay, baby?” his voice was so much softer. caring and full of love.

you could only nod and allow him to help you stand. he wrapped an arm around your waist and you slid your head onto his shoulder.

“let’s take that idiot home.”

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