oh fuck, oh fuck- anygays guess who has yuuma isogai x karma akabane (YES ANOTHER RAREPAIR) on the brain
in this au they hate each other's guts and are enemies/rivals to reluctant mutual pining to lovers who still insult each other, this time its a love language that makes them fucking blush and giggle for some reason
i like making yuuma an asshole for some reason
maehara and nagisa are very concerned for their well beings
them at the start
yuuma: you fucking rich lazy ass son of a bitch, go die in a hole
karma: you bitchy fake ass overworked son of a bitch, YOU go die in a hole
the reluctant mutual pining
yuuma: fuck. gross what the fuck fuck fuckity i think im in hell
hiroto, tired of his bs: what did karma do this time
yuuma: I THINK AKABANE DRUGGED ME WHY THE FUCK DO I LIKE HIS UGLY ASS
hiroto: excuse me wha-
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karma: fuck
nagisa: something wrong?
karma: that bitch isogai. i think i like him. fuck thats gross as hell.
nagisa: maybe this will help u two get along?
karma: no i think i like getting insulted by him
nagisa: oh. oh god.
the dating
yuuma: i fucking hate you
karma: well i fucking hate you too bitch
both of them blushing and giggling: we should kiss
nagisa and hiroto in the bg: what tf am i witnessing-
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There’s no prompt on the list that I think matches this but Anetra has chronic migraines. Marsh and Sash have a whole routine to help her when they happen
its such a me thing to do the hurt/comfort prompts before I do any of the 50 smut requests ive gotten in the past day<3 do not worry I will get to them I just love angst and h/c<3ty for sending this in😁😁
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"Marcia?" Sasha whispered into the darkness of the apartment she'd just walked into.
"Over here," Marcia replied in a whisper just as low, walking into the living room, face illuminated by only the dull glow of their phone. "Did you get the stuff?"
Sasha nodded, rifling through the tote bag on her shoulder. "Yep, I've got her prescription and Diet Coke. Is she in bed?"
"Yeah, she's laying down with the diffuser going. I came out to get her aromatherapy stuffed animal, it's been in the freezer for a bit."
Smiling sympathetically, Sasha squeezed their shoulder. "I'll go get her to take her medicine while you go get that."
Turning in their separate directions, Sasha headed to the bedroom, careful with her footsteps and the creak of the door.
She sat on the edge of the bed, running a soothing hand down the curve of Anetra's back. "Hi, honey, I've got your medicine and soda, can you sit up for a second?"
All that came from buried underneath the pillows and blankets was a soft whine.
"I know, I know, c'mon it'll help."
Reluctantly, Anetra sat up, whimpering.
"Oh, honey," Sasha cooed, "how bad is it? 1-10?"
"This one's an 8 at least," Anetra replied, voice strained.
"Okay, so two pills it is."
She poured two into her hand and untwisted the cap to her drink. "Here, darling," she said, placing the pills into Anetra's hand.
Anetra popped them into her mouth, reaching for her drink, only for Sasha to tut softly. "Let me."
Sasha held the bottle up to her lips and let her take a sip, just enough to get the pills to go down. "Drink a little more, baby, the caffeine will help some- there you go. Lets get you laid back down, okay?"
Setting her things on the nightstand next to them, Sasha helped Anetra back into a laying position, pulling the blankets back over her.
Just in time, Marcia came back in the room, Anetra's aromatherapy stuffie and a glass of water in their hands.
"It's nice and cold now," they said proudly, handing the stuffed giraffe off to Sasha.
"Thank you, baby, you're so helpful- Netra, did you hear that? Marcia has your giraffe, I'm gonna put it on your head, okay? It's gonna be cold."
Sasha diligently placed the animal onto Anetra's forehead, brushing some strands of hair out of the way with a tender touch. Anetra sighed in relief, lips twitching up into a half smile. "Thank you."
Once Anetra had taken her medicine and was laid comfortably in bed with her peppermint scented stuffed animal, Sasha and Marcia changed into their comfiest clothes and took their spots on either side of her, cuddled up close. Marcia laid with their head on her shoulder and Sasha tucked Anetra's head to her chest, gently massaging her scalp with her fingertips, chuckling softly whenever Anetra hummed in appreciation.
They stayed that way all afternoon, Marcia humming under their breath to pass the time, even though all of them would have agreed that just being together was perfect use of their time. Of course, none of them appreciated Anetra’s migraines, but the quietness that was forced upon them was nice. They all at times felt overwhelmed by life and this felt like time stopped and stood still. It was just unfortunate that Anetra had to be in pain for them to get there, to a place where they could immerse themselves in each other’s company and nothing else.
Hours later when Anetra could finally open her eyes without her head feeling like it was going to explode, she thanked her partners with a wonderful home cooked meal, her favorite way to thank them for all that they do for her.
"Thank you for always taking care of me," she'd said as they sat down, stopping momentarily to kiss both of them.
“Always,” Sasha replied.
Marcia nodded in agreement. “It’s what we’re here for.”
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