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sukuna-dees-nuts · 2 months
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rizzless sukuna pt 3
FINALLY!! i've finished it. it's much longer than i planned but what're you gonna do?? lmao happy late late valentines day everyone! have a sukufushi date
@nessieartss you wanted me to tag you so here i am tagging you!
part 1 | part 2
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Sukuna hasn't been able to stop thinking about his date. 
Yes, it's only been about two hours since he and Megumi have set up their date, but that doesn't mean that Sukuna can't be excited. He's never had a date before (if that wasn’t obvious by the way he totally fucked up his pickup line). It’s a mystery why Megumi had even agreed.
After the initial excitement had worn off, Sukuna found himself wondering if Megumi only said yes out of pity, even if he had been amused by Sukuna's fuck-up. 
But as soon as the thoughts came, he pushed them away because since when does Sukuna think about the consequences of his actions? He should be thinking about what the hell they're gonna do for this date. 
Sukuna had half the mind to ask Maki what they should do, whether she had any suggestions about what Megumi might like, but then he remembered the “advice” she'd given him earlier and a scowl came to his face. Even if it had worked, he refused to send her a text. 
“Hey, Sukuna!” 
The older boy looks up at the sound of his name, seeing Yuuji making his way over with a grin on his face. He doesn't allow Sukuna to speak before he nudges his brother with an elbow. “We should go to that new Boba place! Gojo told me that the Mango flavor is amazing—”
“No—”
“What do you mean ‘no’?” Yuuji pulls away, looking affronted. “You don't wanna spend time with your favorite brother?” He gives Sukuna his best puppy eyes, sticking out his bottom lip for added effect. 
Sukuna rolls his eyes and pushes Yuuji's face away from him. “Well if you'd let me finish my damn sentence,” he grunts. “Not today, I have plans.”
Yuuji snorts. “Plans? Doing what? Throwing rocks at police cars?” 
“None of your business,” the older boy replies with a sniff, keeping his face impassive. Yuuji opens his mouth but Sukuna already knows what he's going to ask. “And no you cannot come with.”
“What? Why not?” He pouts once again. 
“Because.” That's all Sukuna says. He pulls out his phone and checks his messages. His heart does a stupid little flip when he sees Megumi's name on a notification, letting Sukuna know that he's reached the spot where they're supposed to meet up. Sukuna responds to let him know that he's on his way. 
Putting his phone back into his pocket, he reaches out and ruffles Yuuji's hair, earning an annoyed grunt from his brother. “See ya later.”
Sukuna turns on his heel and heads in the direction of where Megumi is waiting, missing the intrigued look on his brother's face. 
The closer he gets, the faster his heart starts to beat and Sukuna runs a hand through his hair. Briefly, he stops himself before he rounds the corner just dust himself off and shake out his hands as if it might get rid of the anxiety that he’s feeling. Once again, he pushes his hair back and takes a deep breath. 
Rounding the corner, the corner of his mouth lifts up when he sees Megumi waiting patiently, scrolling through his phone. He looks up at the sound of footsteps and he immediately pockets his phone when he sees that it’s Sukuna. A small smile comes to his face.
“Hey,” Sukuna greets.
Megumi replies with a “hey” of his own. 
Silence stretches out between them and if it were anyone else, Sukuna would be inclined to laugh at just how fucking awkward it is. He really didn’t think this through.
Megumi doesn’t seem to mind however and asks, “So, where are we going?”
“How about that new Boba place?” Sukuna suggests. 
“Sure. Better to go with you than be dragged along by Gojo. He was late to class this morning because he was getting a drink there.” Megumi shakes his head and Sukuna huffs. 
The two of them turn to begin walking in the direction of the Boba shop which Sukuna realizes that he has no idea where it is. Hopefully Megumi knows where they’re going. The older boy would hate to make himself look like an even bigger fool by getting them lost. 
As they walk, the two of them make small talk and Sukuna finds it easier to keep up a conversation with Megumi than anyone that isn’t Yuuji; he feels his anxiety melting away by the minute. There’s still something nagging at him in the back of his mind that Megumi is only humoring him, but Sukuna ignores it, as he does with most of his internal turmoils. 
When they arrive at the shop, Megumi and Sukuna reach for the door handle simultaneously, their fingers brushing. Both pull away instantly, eyes wide as they meet each other's gaze. There's a pink blush dusting over Megumi’s cheekbones and Sukuna's brain short circuits at how cute he looks. The thought alone makes Sukuna's ears burn and he clears his throat, forcing himself to look away. 
They both hesitate only to reach for the door at the same time, again, both retracting their hands before they can touch again. This time, Sukuna does chuckle at how ridiculous they're being, trying his best to ignore how fucking adorable Megumi is with his cheeks red (and ignore how his fingers are still tingling after he and Megumi barely touched). He grabs the door handle to yank it open much harder than necessary. 
He gestures for Megumi to enter first and Megumi nods, stepping around Sukuna quickly to enter the shop. Sukuna shakes his head at himself, pressing his hand to his chest, willing his heart to slow the fuck down. He's on a date, not running a fucking marathon! 
Stepping up next to Megumi, Sukuna looks over the menu, briefly considers asking Yuuji to recommend a flavor, but immediately brushes that thought aside. He would not hear the end of it considering he just turned his brother down to come here. Now Sukuna is on a date with his little brother's best friend at the shop that Yuuji wanted to come to.
Megumi and Sukuna step up to the counter, and as Megumi gives the person at the register his drink order, Sukuna is already pulling out his wallet and card before the other boy can even think about paying. The second the barista gives the total, Sukuna is tapping his card on the terminal screen. When he glances over, Megumi looks unimpressed. 
“Hey, I asked you out first,” Sukuna points out as they find a table to wait at. “It's common courtesy that I pay.”
“Then I suppose I'll have to pay for next time,” Megumi hums, a smirk playing on his lips. 
Sukuna feels his heart flutter in his chest and he internally scowls at himself for such a stupid reaction; what is he? Some little school girl? 
Grow up, Sukuna, he scoffs at himself mentally. 
He hates that the idea of a second date gets him so excited. 
“Bold of you to assume you'd wanna go out with me again,” Sukuna responds with a quirk of his lips. 
Megumi arches an eyebrow, leaning forward. He rests his arms on the table. “Why wouldn't I?” 
Sukuna drums his fingers on the table, holding Megumi’s gaze. “Well for starters, I'm an asshole.”
“Yeah,” Megumi nods. 
“I'm also Yuuji's older brother.”
Again, Megumi nods. “Correct.”
“Gojo doesn't like me. Or rather, I don't like him.”
Megumi snorts. “Gojo enjoys having you at the school. He just thinks you're fun to tease.”
Sukuna pauses momentarily. “He's a terrible influence on Yuuji,” he grumbles. 
This time, Megumi laughs, tucking his face into the collar of his school uniform. The sound makes Sukuna's chest grow warm and he wants to hear that sound again. Who knew such a pretty sounding laugh could come from Megumi Fushiguro?
“That is very true,” Megumi sighs once he's finished laughing. 
Sukuna gets to his feet when their names are called for their drinks, and he’s thankful for the out to give himself a moment to take in a deep breath, to regulate himself before going back to the table. He slides Megumi’s drink across the table and watches as the younger boy easily stabs his straw through the top of his drink and takes a sip. For a second, Sukuna is so transfixed on watching Megumi’s Adam’s apple bob that he doesn’t register the fact that he’s being spoken to. 
“Huh?”
Megumi huffs in amusement. “I was asking why you asked me on a date.”
“Oh,” Sukuna breathes. He blinks and rubs the back of his neck. With his free hand, he takes his straw and stabs it into his own drink so that he can take a sip, stalling for more time to try and give an answer that wouldn’t sound stupid. “I don’t know.”
Perfect. Great answer you fucking loser, Sukuna  tells himself. 
“I, uh, well—” He stutters over his words, making himself look like an even bigger fool. The biggest fool in the Goddamn world. He’s reminding himself of Yuuji at this exact moment. “I’ve been thinking about it and, uh, ah fuck.” Finally he gives up and leans back in his chair, rubbing his hands over his face. 
“I just wanted to and Maki told me to just do it,” Sukuna says, his words muffled by his palms. By now, the tips of his ears are red and he’s sure that his face is the same. Dropping his hands, he continues staring at the ceiling before looking back at his date. 
An amused smirk spreads over Megumi’s mouth and he snorts. “You asked Maki for advice?”
Sukuna takes a sip from his drink as his other hand runs through his hair (he needs to break this habit sooner than later). He scowls, more at himself than at Megumi as he says, “Listen, it’s not my proudest moment, but I’ve never done this before—”
“What?” Megumi gasps dramatically (or as dramatically as Megumi can be), interrupting Sukuna. “Date Man has never had a date before?”
“No,” Sukuna grunts, “and why do you keep calling me Date Man?”
Megumi simply shrugs in response. 
“If I'm Date man, that means you’re Raisin Boy,” the older boy decides with a firm nod. This earns an amused snort from Megumi who doesn't disagree. 
They go back to sitting in silence again, sipping their drinks. Thankfully, the other boy speaks up first.
“Are you as big of a movie buff as your brother?” Megumi asks.
Sukuna looks up. “Only by association,” he replies. “If he's not watching with his Junpei friend then he's forcing me to watch them.” A pause to take a sip of his drink. “Though, I do love a good horror movie; it's my favorite genre.” 
Perking up in his seat, Megumi leans forward a little. “What's your favorite horror movie?”
“'The Exorcist'. A classic.” Sukuna kisses his fingers. When his eyes land on Megumi again, the other boy has a look on his face that says he doesn't agree. Arching an eyebrow, Sukuna asks, “What?” 
Megumi gives a lame, one-shouldered shrug. “It's alright.”
Sukuna gapes at him, jaw dropping slightly and he blinks, shaking his head. “Alright? What do you mean ‘it's alright’?” 
“It's alright,” Megumi repeats while he mixes his drink. “I'll agree with you that it's a classic.”
There's a pause and Sukuna waits for him to continue, but he doesn't. Sukuna gestures for Megumi to continue. 
“I just think 'The Conjuring' is better.”
A loud laugh escapes from Sukuna's mouth and he claps a hand over his mouth. He clears his throat, glancing around to see if anyone noticed. Turning back to his date, he folds his arms and rests them on the table.
“You're just saying that,” Sukuna decides, eyeing Megumi over. “There's no way you think 'The Conjuring' is better.”
Megumi almost looks offended. “It is better. I prefer the first movie out of all of them, but I'm not too picky. Not to mention they're based on true stories and I'm a fan of nonfiction.”
“'The Exorcist' is based off of a true story,” Sukuna points out.
“Very loosely,” Megumi retorts. “Don't get me wrong, the actress who played the little girl—”
“Linda Blair—”
“—did a fantastic job, as did the actress who played her mother—”
“Ellen Burstyn,” Sukuna supplies helpfully.
Megumi smirks at him. “Not a big movie buff, huh?” he teases.
All Sukuna can do is shrug. “It's my favorite horror movie. I've done my research, alright?” 
Shaking his head, the other continues, “but with that being said, I think the plot of 'The Conjuring' is better. It's more suspenseful. Keeps you on your toes. Nothing terribly exciting happens in 'The Exorcist' until the last 20 minutes of the movie or so.” Seeing unimpressed look on Sukuna's face, Megumi asks, “When is the last time you saw 'The Conjuring'?”
Sukuna thinks for a moment. 
When is the last time he's seen that movie? Yuuji isn't much of a horror fan, and recently, Sukuna has been busy dealing with his stupid feelings and training that he had really watched any movies. 
“It's been a minute,” he finally says. 
The corner of Megumi’s mouth twitches up. “Maybe we should get together again and watch them back to back, you know, to see which one truly is better.”
The suggestion throws Sukuna through a loop and his brain stops thinking for a second. His heart skips a beat in his chest, his stomach twisting into knots and he wants to punch the table for getting so giddy. He can't stop the smile that comes to his face. 
“It's a date… Raisin Boy.”
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lajqlla · 1 year
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headcannon / short and sweet fic: after all the shit theyve been through together sophie and keefe have become the “couple that doesnt label themselves as a couple and denies it whenever anyone says literally anything about it” trope and never pass up the chance for a quick goodbye hug/kiss (especially on missions) and are generally super affirming and affectionate with each other and are always the last to sleep at a sleepover because they take the extra time to cuddle when they think everyone is asleep (little do they know tam has never slept a day in his life and linh drags the stories out of him, who eventually spreads it to marella during tickle wars and from there... yeah you get the point, yet sophie and keefe have no idea that everyone knows. anyway-).
one day some random foxfire prodigy passes them on their way to the cafeteria having their hourly banter session and is like “hey i just wanted to say you guys are really cute together!” and keefe, silently, internally loses his shit as sophie practically implodes and frantically tries to deny it but loses the ability to utter any comprehensible noise when keefe throws his arm around her shoulders, plants a gentle kiss on her head, thanks the prodigy, and walks off, all while managing his composure until theyre out of earshot and sophie jumps out of his hold and is like “KEEFE WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING” and hes just fucking doubled over laughing at her spike of emotions, flusteredness, and slight hesitation to deny it.
they quickly find out that they werent alone and one of their friends (probably biana) was lurking at the end of the hallway wondering why the hell they were so late to lunch and she pops out with a shit-eating smirk like “i am SO NOT LETTING THIS GO” and runs away, presumably to tell their friends, leaving sophie slumped against the wall with her head in her palms trying to hide her laugh.
“why are you like this,” she manages to mutter while theyre both still giggling. “come on you dork,” she says, hooking her arm through his and leading them to the cafeteria. now its keefe’s turn to flush because whAT SHE DOESNT USUALLY INITIATE STUFF AND ESPECIALLY NOT IN PUBLIC WHAT ARE WE DOING- oh and ro has an absolute fucking field day when she finds out what happened and then nearly sets the house on fire—and then throws herself into it—when she finds out keefe STILL DIDN’T CONFESS.
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gayvecchio · 30 days
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sga-owns-my-soul · 10 months
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ronon and teyla: john is such a fucking nerd
rodney: no he's so cool and suave and charming and a flirt and gorgeous and talented and good at everything and-
elizabeth and carson: no he really is a giant fucking nerd like we love him but he's kind of a dork
rodney: he's so amazing everyone wants him sooo badly people throw themselves at him-
anyone who has ever made a move on john: we literally are just using him to get something for our people he was convenient at best
rodney: such a kirk i can't believe it he's so hot and so cool and everyone wants him and he's so popular and-
john himself: rodney i'm literally such a dork what are you even talking about
rodney: but no im not in love with john that's stupid we're just friends
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listen maybe this is just because i've always been a slut for pov outsider fics anyway but i desperately want some on our dork trent crimm. like. the character development??? his softness and dorkification???? i need someone to be like just. what do people think about this. like whether it's a random richmond player, a random reporter trent worked with, someone from trent's personal life, another rando in the sports field who's used to trent crimm, the independent, ruthless reporter, or whoever, just. random people watching trent crimm go from "ah yeah that asshole reporter who specifically has a reputation for being a ruthless cutting bitch" to "openly excitable dork who clearly cares so goddamn much and is visibly softer and has he just secretly always been like this??"
it would probably have to be someone who's close enough to him or richmond now to like, be able to see the change, but i just. am obsessed with this. and that's not even getting into considering the angles of his possible ex-wife/divorce + if non-audience-members can tell he's madly in love with ted or not, because i'm not sure if it's funnier if they're like "trent crimm is a huge dork now and we have no idea why????? i guess this is just the lasso effect fucking bending reality again??" or if they're like "hey fucking WILD that that one journalist specifically known for being a huge asshole apparently fell so ass over teakettle in love with that weird cowboy miracle worker of a gaffer that he divorced his wife, exploded his job, and had a radical personality shift via apparently deciding to be emotionally vulnerable. and all of this after writing a pretty fucked exposé on him?? why does no one talk about this more"
and while all the possibilities mentioned are great in their own ways, it could even be one of the other main characters whos just not generally involved in his storyline like. what does sam think of all this. what is jamie thinking when trent becomes their emotional support journalist dork. what does keeley think.
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seyaryminamoto · 2 months
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i’m sure you’ve seen this 30,000,000,000 times but this looks EXACTLY how i always envisioned Gladiator it’s crazy
... that number of times may be an exaggeration but I wish it weren't because it's just soooo beautiful 🥺 I love Artcraawl's work, never fails to blow my mind. But yeah! Their aesthetics here actually REALLY fit Gladiator Sokkla, I love it sooo much! Honestly if crazy things happened in th euniverse I'd gladly produce a Gladiator animated show and 100% would hire Artcraawl as head of character design, no question about it x'D
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golden--doodler · 23 days
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"Easy, come here."
"MILHOUSE, HOLD MEEEEEEE!!"
"There, there. There he is."
I just knew I had to draw Bart and Milhouse today, and I have @numberonetinabelcherdefender to thank for it, because they introduced me to this wonderful pairing in the first place. I also knew I wanted to draw a piece of them inspired by one of my favorite Boblin moments that I think about all the time:
[ID]: Digital fanart of Bart Simpson and Milhouse Van Houten from The Simpsons. Bart is wearing a red shirt and is seen from a side view, his mouth wide open. He looks distressed and it looks as if he's shouting. Bart also has spikes for hair with no visible hairline. Milhouse is seen from a regular view, with his arm outstretched and hand touching Bart's cheek. He's wearing a pink shirt and has round, dark red glasses. He also has a rather large nose and dark blue hair. He has a concerned expression on his face. An intricate kitchen background can be seen behind them.
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ct-hardcase · 4 months
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not shipping The Main Fandom Ship for a character is always. something
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boneheadboner · 1 year
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CW: Mentions of Noncon. Two boneheads being dorks. Incest Characters: Blue and Stretch Underswap Just a doofy little idea that popped in my head while I was RPing with a friend, and wrote out. Which a lot of people wanted to hear voiced! These two boys are fucking dorks. 
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saintclay · 2 years
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Fuck it, D&Dorks time. 
Okay so genuinely, The Absence being a kid is so fucked up in the best way possible. Like Sir Superhero said that The Absence was a kid of indeterminate gender, and (correct me if I’m wrong) around 8-ish which like. Okay. 
Imagine you’re this kid. You’re somewhere between the ages of eight and ten, probably. I mean 8-ish could be anywhere from a tall 6-year old to a 12 year old who’s hitting puberty late, but considering that this kid did find one of the god thrones (and because they were described as being ‘around eight’) I’m going to assume eight years as my lower limit, and guesstimate around ten-ish as an upper limit, all things considered. anyway.
Imagine going on some kind of whirlwind adventure in the chaos realm, full of fantastical things, probably, and finding a throne, sitting on it and then suddenly.
Nothing.
Nobody can remember you. Even if you talk to them even if you ask them to remember you, they just can’t. And this would be horrid enough for an adult, but you’re a kid. You’ve probably never been on your own before, you’ve never really had to go for long periods of time without someone around to take care of you. You are at an age where you actually need a lot of socialization with peers in order to not get, y’know, profoundly fucked in the head. 
And this goes on for millennia. It goes on for so long that you forget your own name, you forget who you were before you were the God of Secrets.
This goes on until you find a party of adventures who come to figure out what the fuck is going on with a city that is suffering because someone broke a pact with you except surprise surprise the entire party except this one old blind dude are gods. Fledgeling gods. (Well okay no it goes on until this one dude comes and asks you to take care of the party of fledgeling gods, but lets not split differences)
And then suddenly, one of them remembers you. They give you a name that isn’t just The Absence. One of them, for some fucking reason, is lecturing you about safety and personal space like they’re your mother or something.  
Like god damn no wonder Skeezvol got stolen as soon as Emmy realized that he did, in fact remember them. Isolation does shit to you, and they’ve been isolated in the most concrete sense for a long time.
also it is so fucking on brand that the ‘Kid NPC’ that this party adopted is both technically older than all of them and is also probably more powerful than all of them
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Komanami Week Day 2: First Kiss/Gaming Together
Summary | Nagito and Chiaki are hanging out and playing video games (Mario Party) at Hajime's place. With Chiaki's skills and Nagito's luck, things are getting pretty neck and neck. Well, what methods do they take to try to win when Hajime leaves the room?
❥ Pairing | Nagito Komaeda x Chiaki Nanami (Ft. Hajime Hinata, SHSL Third Wheel)
◆ Warnings | My awful attempt at a kissing scene because I'm very inexperienced with writing them (Don't worry, nothing too spicy)
★ Word Count | 3,643 words
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*I'm combining the two prompts for day two. Fair warning for the next entries for Komanami week, they're probably going to be either late or a little messy. School is more despairful than even Junko is, and homework may keep me from writing these entries. Regardless, I hope they're still decent! Again, sorry if there are any errors or if anyone is out of character! Also, sorry if this is a little cringy. Now, grab some snacks, and I hope you enjoy!*
"AH!" Nagito gasped when the screen displayed him being in second place. "Amazing, Nanami! Even though I won the last minigame, you're still in first place. Truly expected of a talented gamer like you!"
Chiaki let out a sigh of relief. "That was close. I was worried that you were about to overtake me. Your luck really makes things hard."
"Now you get why I decided to stop playing?" Hajime asked as he sat at a table nearby, looking up from his homework. "I would've been in last place for hours. Plus, Komaeda's luck would have definitely gotten me to strangle him."
"Aw, really?" Nagito smiled. "Now I really wish you kept playing then."
"Implying...?" Hajime turned around to face Nagito, his his face holding a slightly concerned expression.
Nagito shrugged. "Ah, don't immediately assume the worst, Hinata. I was thinking that it would funny to see you acting like a sore loser."
"I'M SORRY, WHAT PART OF ANYTHING I SAID IMPLIED THAT I WAS A SORE LOSER?!"
"The fact that you said that my luck would've gotten you to strangle me," Nagito answered with a gentle smile, like it was obvious. "Surely, someone who isn't a sore loser wouldn't be so angry about losing just because of my luck. So, this clearly shows that you're a sore loser."
That little explanation of his earned him a pillow thrown at his smiling face. "Fuck off, Komaeda," Hajime snapped. "I meant that your lucky ass is annoying as hell to deal with."
Nagito removed the pillow to reveal him trying-and failing- to fight the grin that was creeping onto his face. Small snorts of laughter could be heard as he tried to keep his expression neutral. Hajime crossed his arms.
"Oh, ha ha! You're really funny. You could be a comedian considering how big of a clown you are!"
"I-I'm just-pfft-teasing, Hinata," Nagito let out, still failing at fighting off his laughter.
"Leave him alone, Komaeda," Chiaki said, turning away from the game for a moment to give her boyfriend a scolding look. "If Hinata doesn't want to play, he doesn't have to. Stop teasing him."
Nagito let out another snort of laughter before raising his hands up in defeat. "Alright, alright! I'll leave him alone. I'm sorry, Hinata."
Hajime smiled. "Thank you. Nanami, you're really my lifesaver."
Chiaki turned to him with a blank expression. "I stopped him because I didn't want him to get distracted from the game."
Hajime's jaw dropped. "SERIOUSLY?! Komaeda, stop laughing!"
Nagito was practically laughing his ass off as he wrapped an arm around Chiaki. "Oh my god...Nanami!"
Chiaki nuzzled her head against his shoulder. "What? This game is becoming extremely interesting right now. It's a battle between skill and luck! I need you to be focused so it could be fair for the winner." There was an unusual fire burning behind her blossom eyes as she stared at the screen. Nagito had dealt with this look before since she mainly got this when she's really invested in a video game.
"Oh come on, Nanami! Don't be ridiculous. There's no way that someone as lowly as me could even have a chance to defeat an amazing gamer like you. Besides, you're basically asking me to try and crush your hope. There's no way I would even dream of doing that."
"Don't talk like that," Chiaki said. "I wouldn't be upset if you win, Komaeda. I'm just having fun playing with you. But..."
She turned away from the screen to give him a rare glare. "You'll be crushing my hope by not even trying to win. So, please be quiet and continue playing with me."
"Yes, ma'am!" He quickly replied. This time it was Hajime's turn to stifle his laughter as Nagito immediately turned his attention back to the screen.
He rolled his dice block and moved 10 steps forward...and landed on a dash forward space that made him move another five steps forward and skip a lot of dangerous spaces. Chiaki gritted her teeth as an NPC went next. As much as she loved her boyfriend, she did have to somewhat agree with Hajime. Nagito's luck can be a major factor of who wins in a video game, especially in Mario Party. It really keeps her on her toes, which is actually refreshing.
After a while, Hajime got up and walked towards the kitchen. "Hey, I'm going to go to the bathroom and get us some snacks. My brain hurts from those stupid equations."
"Take your time," Chiaki said before Hajime left. Her eyes didn't shift away from the screen as she rolled her dice block and moved 3 spaces, landing on a VS space. "Another minigame. And it's a 4-player minigame as well. Guess I'm up against your luck again."
Nagito smiled, resting his chin on top of her shoulder. "I'm sure you'll win this one, too."
"Hey, I thought you were going to try to beat me," Chiaki complained. "I want you to have fun instead of letting me win."
He smiled. "Who says I'm not having fun? I enjoy myself whenever we play together, regardless if I'm winning or losing. As long as I'm in your presence, then I'm having a good time."
Chiaki smiled and gave Nagito a peck on the cheek. "Thanks...but seriously, don't make this easy for me. This is probably one of the most challenging games that I've played, and I'm determined to win fairly, with you giving it your all as well!"
He chuckled. It really was rare to see Chiaki get so fired up like this. She was usually so calm and passive. Then again, he supposed that it was expected for a pro gamer like her to act differently when it comes to a heated and passionate game. Honestly, he wasn't complaining. He liked seeing this side of her.
"Alright, I'll do my best for you, Nanami," Nagito said before smiling awkwardly. "Honestly, it's weird to even imagine someone like me to get competitive with you, but, just for now, I'll try not to think about it too much."
His smile then shifted to a smirk. "However, don't get too upset when my luck proves to be superior."
"It's on!" Chiaki's eyes had narrowed slightly as she returned his smug expression with a smile. She pressed the A button on her Joy-Con to get the randomizer to pick the minigame. When it stopped, it landed on a minigame that basically needed them to take turns petting a giant sleeping caterpillar until it wakes up and the player who woke it up loses.
An arrow moved rapidly in between each of the four characters and landed on the second NPC. The screen moved to the caterpillar and the NPC began to rapidly pet it several times before the 5-second timer ran out and it was Chiaki's turn. She waved her Joy-Con gently in the air, carefully watching the caterpillar for any sign of it waking up.
"You're being really careful about this, Nanami," Nagito smiled. "And you're earning a lot of points as well! Amazing!"
Chiaki's turn ended and she sighed in relief as Nagito went next. He wasn't nearly as careful as she was when swinging the Joy-Con around to pet the caterpillar. Despite that, however, it didn't wake up. In fact, it didn't even open an eye or jerk its head.
"Good job," Chiaki said. "It didn't even show any signs of waking up."
Nagito chuckled. "Honestly, it was just my luck."
The two NPCs went up next and earned some more points. Chiaki noticed how the caterpillar was beginning to open an eye more often. She also took note of how it jerked its head away during the second NPC's turn, a small vein popping on its head as it did so.
'It's going to wake up soon,' she realized as she held out her Joy-Con, ready for her turn.
Meanwhile, beside her, Nagito was also noticing the signs of the minigame being over soon. He took a look at the amount of points each player had gotten. Chiaki had six points while he had five. Looks like there was a good chance of her winning this minigame.
'That's great!' Nagito thought. 'She's going to win. As expected from her.'
But...then he thought back to what Chiaki had said earlier.
"I don't want you to take it easy on me..."
He glanced over at Chiaki, who was now waving her controller carefully, taking extra caution when noticing the violent way the caterpillar jerked its head. Her face was scrunched up slightly as she bit her lip, concentrating on the minigame. Nagito felt his heart fluttering as he took in the sight. Then...a mischievous smirk crossed his face as he thought of something. She did want him to win, right? So...what if he made things a little interesting...?
Chiaki waved her controller once more. 'That's enough. It's extremely close to waking up, so I should stop petting it-'
Suddenly, she felt arms wrap around her waist and pull her to the left. She yelped, waving the controller in surprise as she felt Nagito kiss her cheek. She glanced up at the screen to see that the game had taken her waving the controller as a command to pet the caterpillar again. Her heartbeat felt like it almost stopped for a second. But, thankfully, all that happened was the caterpillar opened one of its eyes.
She sighed in relief before turning towards Nagito, who was looking away from her with an innocent expression. "Komaeda, why did you do that?"
"You said for me to not make it easy for you," he shrugged.
"Not like that," she sighed while crossing her arms.
"Oh well, it's not like my plan succeeded anyways," he responded nonchalantly, a smug grin on his face. Chiaki frowned. He really did try to sabotage her by distracting her with a kiss. And he wasn't even feeling guilty about it as he gave her a charming self-satisfied grin. He's lucky that he's pretty.
Chiaki took a deep breath and allowed for a calm smile to cross his face. He wants to play that game, huh? Fine. He just has to know that she plays any game. And wins.
Nagito waved his Joy-Con to pet the caterpillar. This time, however, he was far more careful, keeping a watchful eye on any agitated sign that it made. Chiaki watched patiently as Nagito got three pets in before going through with her little revenge. Just as he was moving his controller back down, she grabbed his face and pulled him towards her. Nagito waved his controller violently in surprise as she quickly brushed her lips against his.
His eyes were as wide as plates when Chiaki let him go with a small smile on his face. What...was that? Did she...just kiss him? Nagito couldn't believe it. Sure, it wasn't really that much of a kiss more so than her just barely touching his lips, but still. They had never kissed on the lips before. They only shared cheek kisses, or hand kisses, or head kisses. Never on the lips. Nagito couldn't even wrap his head around why Chiaki would want to even place her gentle lips on his. His heart was pounding in his chest...
"I won," she said in a soft voice.
"Huh?" Nagito was snapped out of his thoughts as she pointed at the screen. He turned to see his character being chased by the now awakened, and very angry, caterpillar. Chiaki's character was cheering as it was announced as the winner.
“What?” Nagito whipped his head back towards her. “What just happened? Did you…seriously?”
She giggled, and Nagito could hear a playful note in her tone. “Yep. You decided to try to sabotage me with a kiss, so I decided to try to do it to you. How does it feel to lose at your own game, Komaeda?”
Nagito’s jaw dropped. “Chiaki Nanami…you really succeeded in making me lose by using my own trick. I can’t believe it…”
She stuck her tongue out. “Well, you decided to pull that trick with me, but I guess I got lucky and didn’t lose the minigame. So, you can’t really complain about me doing it to you, or else, you’ll be a hypocrite.”
Nagito chuckled. “Oh, I’m not planning on complaining. I know what I did deserved some kind of karma thrown back at me, but I just didn’t expect you to really kiss me back…” He looked down at the cushions of the sofa and touched his lips with his fingers. “And I lost because of it…”
This let out another small laugh from Chiaki as she hugged him. "I'm sorry. I just wanted to one-up you in your own game and get a little revenge. Although...I'm a little surprised. I was expecting your luck to keep you from losing."
Nagito was silent for a moment, staring at the couch with a small frown. Seconds passed and he still didn't respond to her, instead just touching his lips. Was he thinking about something?
"Komaeda...?" She called. "Are you okay?"
As soon as she called his name, Nagito looked up and smiled. "Oh! Forgive me, Nanami! I was just thinking about something. It was about my luck...you remember how it works, right?"
Chiaki nodded. “You said every time something bad happened to you, something good would happen in response to that. It’s kinda like a trade of sorts."
“Exactly! Wasn’t expecting you to remember that. So…to answer why I lost despite my luck, I think it was because, for once, the opposite happened."
Chiaki tilted her head slightly. "What do you mean by that?"
Nagito turned towards her and hummed slightly, but didn't respond. Chiaki could practically see the gears turning in his head as he debated on whether or not to tell her. However, he just shook his head. "Never mind that. Let's continue playing, shall we?"
He reached for his Joy-Con, but Chiaki quickly grabbed his wrist. He turned towards her, raising his eyebrow slightly. "What are you doing, Nanami? Don't you want to keep playing?"
“You’re saying that because you got good luck, you had bad luck in order to balance it out, right?” Chiaki clarified, ignoring his question. “That's what the opposite of your luck means. So, are you saying that me kissing you was the good luck and you losing was the bad luck?”
Nagito was silent for a moment before laughing. “Wow. I should’ve expected you to immediately understand, Nanami. I guess there was no point in me attempting to hide it.”
“But…why didn’t you want to tell me?” she continued to question. “There isn’t any harm in me knowing, so it doesn’t make sense.”
“Uh…” Nagito tried to form a response, but Chiaki quickly interrupted him.
“Is it because you want me to kiss you again?” she asked him. “And you didn’t want me to know that because you felt like you were going to bother me with one of your ‘selfish desires?’” She made finger quotations.
'How did she immediately understand it?!' Nagito tried to keep his expression neutral, but his mind was screaming right now. He opened his mouth to respond, but, instead of saying anything, he quickly shut it and looked away. His pale cheeks were tinted with a rosy pink.
"So, I'm right," Chiaki nodded, understanding what his silence meant. "It's fine if you want me to, Komaeda. That kiss I gave you wasn't really so much of a kiss, so I want to have my proper first kiss with you and be able to enjoy it. So, if you want..."
Nagito continued to remain silent, but now, his heart was pounding as he considered her offer. He looked back to see her waiting for an answer, leaning slightly closer with a small smile.
“I-I couldn’t ask you to grant my selfish desires, Nanami. I don’t deserve that kind of happiness that you being my first kiss would bring, especially after what I pulled-”
"You do deserve it," Chiaki immediately said, brushing his hair out of his face. "Unless, you don't want me to kiss you?"
“I…well, of course I do, but-”
"Then, there's no problem," she said, leaning even closer to his face. Nagito froze up as there was hardly any distance between them left. Her face was inches away from his, and he couldn't believe that she would even want to kiss his disgusting lips. He could feel his heart beating faster and his palms sweating as a battle went on in his head; one side telling him to give in to the temptation and the other telling him that he didn't even deserve to be touching her. He took another look at Chiaki's face, her eyes fluttering shut as she anticipated for him to close the distance between them. He gulped.
And just went for it.
Or tried to. He closed his eyes and tried to remove the distance between them, but felt himself completely missing Chiaki's lips. His nose collided with hers and he felt a throbbing pain form there.
"Ow!" He groaned, holding his nose. How the hell were people able to kiss perfectly with their eyes closed?! Chiaki burst out laughing at Nagito’s failed attempt and cupped his face with her hands. 
"Forgive me, Nanami," he apologized. "I've...never done this before."
She shrugged. "Neither have I. But...I think you're supposed to aim for the lips." With that teasing sentence being the last spoken, she closed her eyes and held his face still as she finally closed the distance between them. Nagito felt her lips perfectly pressing against his, hitting their target. He took a sharp breath in as he felt the softness of her lips envelope his in a loving embrace.
He froze for a moment, unsure of what to do. His hands stayed firmly to his side, not knowing where to go or what was okay to touch. All he could do was relish the soft warmness of her lips against his cold, chapped ones. Chiaki, meanwhile, clumsily wrapped her arms around his neck, tangling her fingers through his messy, long white hair. He felt sparks flow down from his neck through his entire body, exciting him and thawing through his hesitation. He could practically hear her heartbeat matching his, and it was more hopeful than anything his luck had ever given him. There was a feeling of comfort and affection being poured into the kiss, and it made Nagito intoxicated on that feeling. Why was he preventing himself from this warmth and love? He knows that he didn’t deserve it, but it still felt so good to have it spread towards him from this kind-hearted gamer.
And he wanted more. He was ready to snake his hands around Chiaki and pull her even closer to him, drunk on the feelings that she was giving him.
“Hey, guys, sorry it took me a while, but-WHAT THE HECK?!”
Nagito and Chiaki quickly separated and turned to see Hajime standing at the edge of the hallway, staring right at them with his jaw dropping. Nagito felt his face heat up an uncomfortably burning red. When did Hajime get in the house?! Was he always here?! Wait, who’s place was this again?
“Well, this is awkward,” Chiaki said blankly, but she felt like an idiot for completely forgetting about the chances of Hajime walking in while they were kissing. She supposed it was because she was so caught up in the moment that she wasn’t thinking clearly. Her cheeks turned red as she looked down at the cushions of the couch. Could she kick herself right now?
Hajime shook his head, rubbing his temple. "Okay, what the fuck did I just walk in on? I know that you two are a couple, and I'm happy about that. But, did you forget that we're hanging out and this is my place? Honestly, the moment I leave the room, you two seriously are making out on my couch-"
“Actually, we weren’t making out,” Chiaki corrected. “We didn’t even use tongue-”
“ONE! I DON’T NEED TO KNOW THE DETAILS, NANAMI! TWO! HOW THE HELL DO YOU KNOW WHAT EXACTLY MAKING OUT IS-YOU KNOW WHAT, NEVER MIND, NOT IMPORTANT!”
Hajime’s face was red as he shook his head violently. "Could you two PLEASE save this crap for when you're not hanging out with me at my place-or with anyone at anyone's place? Seriously, it's really awkward to walk in on you guys."
Nagito grinned slightly. “Well, it’s not our fault that you took forever, Hinata. What were you even taking so long for anyways?”
“Well, I’m sorry that Soda called me, but don’t change the subject! I know that you’re trying to hide your embarrassment from being caught by taking the opportunity to tease me. Listen, I’m not mad, but I would appreciate it if you didn’t do this kind of shit when we’re hanging out together.”
“Why? Are you upset that you’re the third wheel, Hinata? You don’t have someone to do this stuff with, so you’re taking out your jealousy towards me and Nanami,” Nagito teased.
Hajime rolled his eyes and threw a bag of chips at Nagito. “At least, I don’t have to worry about being caught, Komaeda! That’s an advantage of being a third-wheel. WAIT, I DON'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT! I’M NOT A THIRD WHEEL!”
Nagito burst out laughing as the chip bag hit the sofa cushion next to him. “You just admitted it!”
Chiaki giggled as well. "Hinata, are you or are you not a third-wheel? Which is it?"
“Shut up! And stop laughing! You know what, give me a Joy-Con when you’re done with this party. I’m going to kick both of your asses for this.”
“Good luck,” Chiaki giggled. Hajime glared at his two friends for another moment before his face softened into a slight smile. He tossed the other snacks towards them. For the rest of the day, the three continued to play video games and have fun, with some light teasing being thrown here and there.
As she was playing however, Chiaki thought back to the kiss that she and Nagito shared earlier. She giggled, her cheeks turning pink as she thought about how amazing it was and remembering the butterflies in her stomach as they kissed. Despite the awkwardness that came afterwards...she could safely say that her first kiss was perfect.
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belethlegwen · 2 years
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Life Status: We Be Livin'
Hey there Ninfriendos! I'm just popping up a quick little blurb to let y'all know that I'm still alive! The hiatus is still in place right now for The Stranding and The Rescue, and will be for some time, unfortunately. Some writing has been done, but not enough for me to feel comfortable with jumping back to posting on any kind of a regular schedule. In the meantime, I've been catching up with my real-life work a bit, enjoying a quieter period, and I've been spending a lot of wonderful quality time chatting/calling/writing with Zip (@adjacentperception) who I adore and just wanted to tag so I could make them blush because I love the way they smile <3 All in all, I can say I've been mostly extremely happy the last while. I've gotten to indulge in RP, just relax a little more than usual, and really really take the time to take in and appreciate all of the amazing content that people have been putting out on this site. I'm so glad to have found this community, for so so many reasons <3 I hope you're all entering fall as nicely as you can! I love y'all to pieces and wish you the best <3 Remember to take care of yourselves!! - Belle
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catholicxknees · 10 months
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Officially saw my first tbs concert! Feeling uhh. Very tired. But fuuck they were a blast
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loverdotpng · 1 year
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Love this sprite of him..
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sylhea-raemi · 1 year
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maydare tensei monogatari got me reading texts only again and it's for a character named nero pachelbel
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