#the hair was fr the hardest part

[yourgentlegirlfriend]

Bro, infinite darkness Leon is plaguing my mind I’m being so fr rn. So my req is like DomInfiniteDarkness!Leon and like this reader who rlly sarcastic and bites back and shit like that and the plot is (porn 🫶 obvi) that he asks reader to ride his face (after a few days of sexual tension) and like she’s taken aback at first but then she’s like ‘he’s hot tho’ (not rlly I can’t think of a better response, u can choose) so she rides his face yeah, and he has this grip on her thighs that she can’t even try squirming away

And omg, there should be like this one part when he’s eating her and like she grips his hair and he goes feral and sucks harshly as a motion to continue the grip on his hair, also the stubble that he has should like graze her poussay and like she clenches bc of it and Leon notices 😮‍💨🤭🤭

Leon just gives pussy-eater vibes, is it jus me? 😭 anyways in not asking this anonymously bc I need this shit so bad

If u wrote anything similar, I’m sorry 😭 😭

Tyyyy ♥️♥️♥️🫶🫶🫶🫶

( I had to, he’s so fine)

ID Leon is a plague in my mind he never goes away. I was actually writing a request super similar to this so i hope the other person who requested this sees this!! I honestly don’t think it’s that good but i try my hardest FOR YOU GUYS. I made the reader plus size deal with it and if you hate it so much just block it out with your mind okay because i needed to write a lil something for me in this one. Sorry i haven’t been posting much writing i hit little blocks sometimes and feel like my writing sucks but nothing a little sleep couldn’t fix!

Disclaimer!!! This blog is 18+ only! If you are underaged please don’t interact with my posts thank you!!

mentions of afab slighty plus size reader x ID Leon!!

Warnings: Angsty kinda! Mentions of yelling, holding guns and close to death experiences. Leon forces reader to sit on his face, he’s kinda rough with her

word count: 2,826

Heavy. Your arm hanging from the metal that had been broken not even seconds before. Though you and Leon had far to many disagreements he was still your partner. Just the way his head tilted up and his hand gripped at your wrist you knew he was so angry that you would throw yourself so close to death just to save him. The metal beneath you made a loud creaking noise as you gripped at Leon's hand, your other arm folding over to pull him up onto the platform with you.

“You have a death wish?”

Leon yelled as he tried to carefully crawl up next to you as you let go of his arm. You leaned back on your arms, catching your breath, your eyes followed Leon standing up, his hand reaching down to help you off the floor.

“That must’ve really bruised your ego huh, kennedy.”

Mascara caked a bit under your eyes due to all the running and the tank of water exploding all over you. Your hips swayed side to side as you put your hand up waving goodbye to Leon, yelling something about how you’d see him next week.

——-

Leon’s jaw tightened watching your hips sway, the way your soaked shirt clung to your body. You were his rookie once, he trained you from the ground up. Once your promotion hit you never let Leon talk down to you again, and he hated it. Snarky comments about his aim, about the way he talks, how he looks in his suits.

His body screamed at him for relief, preferably whiskey. The bar was quiet and he couldn’t help but thank the god he didn’t necessarily believe in. His fingers traced over the rim of his glass in front of him. The man had too much trauma, a troubling past and current that just weighed on him so heavily that it made everything he does difficult.

“I knew I’d find you here.”

Your silky voice snapped him from his day dreaming, his chin tilting down as his eyes traced every dip and curve of your body before he brought the glass to his lips, the liquid stinging his throat as he tilted the glass against his mouth. You wore that pretty black dress you had been wearing back in Grahamas office, but of course you had to change when actual shit started to go down. It hugs your hips and thighs so good, your plush legs crossing over each other as you sat down staring at your partner.

“You okay?”

For once you seemed genuinely concerned for him, Leon’s head nodding as the bartender poured more whiskey into his glass. Your delicate hand reaching forward and pulling the glass from him. Leon sighed turning himself to you in full, his hands reaching down to unbutton his jacket that held it to his center.

“What.”

A smirk quickly grew on your lips as you took HIS whiskey down your throat, your nose scrunching as you pushed the glass back to him. He was so tired of your bratty demeanor, it’s so unprofessional, so unclassy. Your hands reached out to fix the collar of his white button down as you still processed the burn of the alcohol.

“I worry about you sometimes.. Anyways, I was looking for you then Claire told me you were rambling about desperately needing a drink.”

Leon couldn’t help but admire the way your hands moved when you spoke, your eyes rolling at the mention of his small drinking problem.

“Drinking everyday is bad for your liver Leon.”

Leon groaned at your lecturing, his hands coming up to shush you.

“Fuck you..”

He grumbled, causing your mouth to drop open. Honestly you were offended. For once you were really concerned about the man which was rare from either of you because if you weren’t working, you were fighting.

“You’d like that too much, old man.”

———-

“Cmon Le.. Let's just have one more drink.”

Leon’s hands held at your waist as you stumbled into him. So while you lectured him for drinking so much you downed shots one after another right in front of him. Leon watched you ramble all night, the night he was supposed to spend for himself. After he pulled the both of you outside, you shivered pointing to your car, you hand grabbing for your keys in your purse.

“Okay bye Leon.”

You slurred as a whistle left Leon’s lips, his much taller frame coming in front of you to catch you yet again. Your hands nudged at him, trying to push him off you as you whined about it being cold and how you wanted to lay down. His hands worked at his jacket, shrugging it off and reaching for your arms and slipping it onto you.

“Stop talking and walk, let’s go, you're not driving.”

You were an idiot. Leon’s head shook in disappointment as the two of you began your walk down the street in silence. Even through your drunken fog you could see he was upset with you, your hands playing with the long sleeves of his dark blue suit jacket. He did have his moments where he got genuinely upset with you, like when you had accidentally stabbed him during training, or when you stepped in front of him and Chris during a mission to take the damage of a blown hit. You didn’t belong in this field and he had no idea how you even made it this far. He reached into his back pocket pulling his keys out before he pushed open the door, turning himself back to you.

“Inside.”

His palm rested against your lower back as you stepped inside his home, your eyes adjusting to the lighting change. Leon pulled the jacket off of you and threw it on his couch before he leaned on the counter staring at you. Standing in the middle of his living room. His annoyance was making you sober, playing with your fingernails as he glared at you. His back turned to you as he pulled a glass from his cabinet, turning on his faucet to pour water into it. You flinched as he slammed it in front of you.

“Drink.”

A laugh left your lips as you reached for the glass, taking a sip. But Leon didn’t seem to find it as funny as you did, his hands resting on the beautiful marble counter.

“Lots of one word responses tonight huh.”

You asked as you finished off the glass of water, your hand rubbing your stomach. He was in his own world, it was shocking he cared as much as he did.

“Yeah, goodnight.”

Leon mumbled as he pulled the glass into his sink, pointing to the blankets on the couch. Watching his figure walk down the hall made your skin crawl. You wanted to tell him how scared you were today, how you almost lost him. How he didn’t notice the bruise on your right shoulder from almost breaking your shoulder saving him.

————

A loud thump of a pillow hitting your face shook you from your sleep, your hand reaching for your gun as you sat up.

“Oh calm down. Let’s go Grahams called.”

Leon spoke as he handed you your shoes. You yawned, pushing your heels on before running out the door after him. It’s your favorite time of day, even though you have a violent hangover and it feels like you are going to puke with every step you take trying to catch up to Leon. Out of breath finally walking beside him you push your neck forward, nodding with that stupid smug look on your face that Leon hated.

“You clean up really nice Leon, what straightener do you use?”

How could you be so bitchy at eight in the morning, Leon’s eyes rolled, his lips pressed together as he got into his car, you not falling too short behind. Out of all the people in the department he didn’t understand how he ended up with you as his partner.

——-

“What?”

Leon stood next to you, him and the president sharing a glance as he sighed.

“Listen, Leon told me what happened yesterday and we decided collectively it would be best for you to go work for another agency.”

Your jaw grew tight, it felt like your teeth were being grinded down and your cheeks were flushed a deep red in anger. Your head snapped to Leon, your eyes squinting at him. How could he file a complaint about you saving his life? He is lying directly to the source but you had no proof he was lying which is what made the situation so much worse.

“Fuck you.”

Your words smacked Leon in the face, your body purposely shoving into his shoulder- and hard too. The sound of your heels clicking filled the hallway, your anger building in your chest as you stormed out the back door. This was your life purpose, being an agent. When your younger brother had died at the hands of Umbrella you tried working your way up to demolish it all. None of it mattered anyways because when you met Leon and Chris your life had completely changed. Even though you and Leon had too many unsolvable problems, you thought he still cared? Now you were left jobless, clueless. You looked down at your phone as it buzzed in your purse ‘Leon’ Flashing on the screen.

Stupid son a bitch.

————

Loud banging on your door woke you up, your eyes fixing on the clock on your nightstand. Three in the morning? Sitting up quickly you pulled your handgun from your dresser, tip toeing into the living room area of your flat.

“Who is it? I have a gun!”

When not at work your self defense skills were beyond poor, the banging stopped, the sounds of shuffling were heard before a small thud was heard against your door. Peering into the small eyehole of your door, there stood Leon. His eyes squeezed shut as he rested his palm against your door, you immediately swung the door open causing Leon to fix at his posture.

“Jesus christ Leon, what the fuck?”

Leon’s body pushed into your flat, slamming the door behind him. His hands grabbed at the gun in your hand, laying it on your counter. Your lower back smacked against your couch as he towered over you, his hands reaching down to hold at your face before his lips smacked into yours. No alcohol? Leons teeth nipped at your lip, pulling a low moan from you before you put your hands out pushing him away from you

“What are you doing?”

Leon’s chest heaved as he stared at you, you still looked so sleepy, your pretty nightgown resting so beautifully on your thighs. Your hair was a mess and now your lips were all puffy, he couldn’t fucking stand you. Leon’s hand ruffled through his hair as he looked down the hall to your room, your bed sheets a mess. Leon’s hand gripped your upper arm, walking down the hallway with you in his hands.

“Leon! Stop! Look at me”

Pretending you didn’t like the way he touched you was a joke, and you knew Leon could tell just by the way you reacted to his touch. A whine spilled from your lips as he shoved you down onto your silk sheets, your fingers reaching down to fix your nightgown that had flown up. The sound of Leon’s knees hitting the floor echoed through your ears, your upper body lifting as you watched him lick at his chapped lips. His head shook at the sight of your glistening folds in front of him, your thighs squeezing together as you stared down at the man. Stammers of protest left your lips as Leon’s fingers dug into the flesh of your meaty thighs, of course he was strong but you didn’t know he was this strong. A deep groan emitted from his chest as he lifted his hand, his tongue running across his fingers. His eyes finally met yours, his fingers slick with his spit rubbing small circles on your clit.

“Not so much to say now, huh?”

Oh. Your heart dropped as you remembered the paperwork you had sent in placing a complaint for him. Talking about how unprofessional he was, how he drinks on the job, and stuff about his personal life in general, your lips shook as your mouth opened, a moan ripping from your throat as Leon's thick fingers pushed into you, your hand reached down grabbing at his wrist but he pushed it off to side as he rose his way up your much smaller body. His other hand gripped at the inner part of your knee, locking it beside him as he pushed his fingers into you.

“God you piss me off, Grahams was so mad at me you know? But unlike you I didn't lose my job. You had me with your little comments but I swear if you try something like this again, I will do more than fuck you stupid, Do you understand me?”

When did Leon get the capability to be so fucking mean? Your head nodded up at him, his fingers drawing from you. Leon’s head shook in disapproval as he pushed himself off you, laying down on his back.

“Sit.”

Great. Back with the one word responses. You sat up confused as your hand reached down to cover your exposed self. Your gaze shifted to Leon who looked so pretty sprawled out onto your black silk sheets. His pupils were blown with lust.

“Sit?”

Laughter came with the question as Leon tilted his head to the side to admire you tilting your head back as you laughed at yourself. His hands tugged you towards him, making you lose your balance. “fucking brat.” He mumbled as he dragged you onto of him, your body sitting on his chest.

“Sit on my face. I know you’re not stupid.”

Leon spoke up to you as he pulled your hips towards his face but you pushing yourself back made his eyebrows raise.

“Leon, I'm going to kill you..”

You sat up slightly trying to take more weight off his chest. You weren’t the skinniest but Leon knew that you were always a bit self conscious about your weight, and the amount of times he has caught you has been extremely surprising. One look down at him changed your mind, he was looking at you as if you were the only person in the word, his tongue continuously licking over his lips, you let out a shaky breath before you brought yourself forward grabbing at the headboard. Hovering over his face still too scared but Leon’s hands reached up, pushing you down onto his face.

“Leon!- oh-”

Screams of worry turned into soft cries of pleasure, Leon’s hands reaching back to cup at your ass in his hands, somehow pushing you further into him. Your eyes finally fluttered open, staring down at Leon who seemed to be enjoying much more than he should. Never did you imagine Leon’s face so deep into you, your thighs pushing against his cheeks, the scruff on his face scraping your soft skin. His eyes opened hazily, staring up at you as he pushed his tongue into you, his hands still rocking you into him.

“Leon wait!-”

You cried out as a boiling burn started to build in your stomach, your body going to crawl off of him. Leon’s arms wrap around your thighs before you’re flipped over, his thighs laying over his shoulder as he laps at your folds on long strokes. Your hands reach down, grabbing at his soft hair. Leon moans out, vibrating your entire body as he uses his fingers to hold your folds open. He’s sucking at your clit so fucking good, your hands trying to push him away as he hold you’re hips down. He could have this view forever, the way you’re crying for him and the way you taste so good in his mouth. The amount of times Leon has wanted to force you down and suck on your pretty little clit was too many to count on his hand.

“Fuck!”

Your scream could probably be heard from all the flats around you as your orgasm flashed through your body, causing tears to drip from your eyes. A cry left your throat as Leon sat up, his fingers gently rubbing small heart shapes on your clit with a big smile on his face. He looked so beautiful, your slick covering his chin and his lips swollen from sucking at your folds for so long.

“Le.. s’ too much.”

Leon shook his head as he leaned down, sloppily pressing kissing on your lips, your own taste filling your mouth before you screamed out at the feeling of Leon once again pushing his long fingers into you.

“Jus’ give me five more of those pretty.. I'm enjoying this too much.”

#leon kennedy #resident evil #leon kennedy imagine #leon kennedy smut #leon kennedy x reader #resident evil x reader #resident evil smut #leon infinite darkness #ID leon #LEON EATS PUSSY YUP

[lovelybunn]

south park post covid main 4 w/ you in a revealing bikini ! 🍹˚ ༘

warning(s): uses of prns she/her, fem!reader, lowkey a crack post, swearing, suggestive themes

author's note: i'm pretty late to the party (and this was just stuck in my drafts) so i decided to post it now, hope you enjoy!

stan marsh

his swimming trunks don't ever fit him, either they're squeezing his balls off or they're so loose that he will almost flash some poor innocent family

"alcohol-free" by twice but with the alcohol

i mean, stan's like wasted on like five margaritas before he sees you, and when he does... oh, HOOCHIE MAMA!!

ok but fr, the moment this pot belly man sees you in that cute ass swimsuit, he is ALL OVER you.

he's gon grab you from behind and give you all kinds of sloppy neck kisses

"you're so sexy baby. i love you~"

did i forget to add that's he's an ass man?

"🎶 take that, rewind it back, usher got the voice to make your booty go– SMACK!"

ㅤ

kyle broflovski

leanly built kyle broflovski me thinks...

the only one who actually reacted like a normal grown individual out of the four of them 😐

if you have any body dysmorphia, this man will make sure you love your body just as much as he does.

don't get me wrong, he did show you off, but that was more of him making a declaration of "that's all mine, and you wish she was yours."

his hands most definitely will be glued to your hips/waist (his favorite part of your body)

anytime someone would look at you in a flirtatious way/quite literally flirt with you, he would instantly give that signature "i'm tired of your shit.™" kyle broflovski look.

forehead kisses and CONSTANT compliments

trust me, he loves the way that fabric hugs all your yummy curves 😋

ㅤ

eric cartman

this cutie patootie was shocked to see you in that. (calling cartman of all ppl that makes me want to vomit)

he tried his so very hardest to cover you up, with towels, a cover-up, his own swim-shirt, but you took it all off bc ofc you did.

istg he almost cussed a mf out for cat-calling you, he was fighting the urge to keep the true eric theodore cartman deep inside

he would hold your hand the whole time like if he let go you would vanish out of thin air lmao XD

weird headcanon, but i think eric loves seeing your hair down and wet, like all that water dripping down your body really turns him on

sunbathing is his fav past-time when going to the beach/pool

LIKE IF Y'ALL ARE TANNING TOGETHER, LAY ON HIS BIG OL TUMMY, IT'S WORTH IT ISTG, ITS LIKE A PILLOW

also cartman can't swim for shit so he stays in the shallowest part of the water at ALL TIMES. (come on, you don't wanna see his old ass drown, do you?)

ㅤ

kenny mccormick

kenny man bun, kenny man bun, KENNY MAN BUN (but fr, he doesn't like getting his hair wet so he puts it up every time y'all go to the beach/pool)

you just had to pick out a bikini that would show the most amount of cleavage, didn't you?

my man's eyes must've POPPED out of their damn sockets like a cartoon character when he saw that shit

"ah that's hot, that's hot."

every chance this dude gets he's gon come up to you like "madam, your breasts look awfully heavy, shall i hold them for you?"

but enough about kenny's obsession with boobs, i honestly feel like he'd be all kinds of lovey-dovey the whole time

hugging you, kissing you, feeling you all over,I'm pretty sure you'll have to literally bitch-slap kenny cuz this man will be attached to your hip like a tumor

also, you know that hawaiian shirt he always wears (that probably hasn't been washed in 6 months)? yeah, that thing will stay on his body the whole time unless he's in the water. but it's unbuttoned ofc, he isn't trying to die of heat stroke bruv 😕

#south park #south park post covid #south park headcanons #south park x reader #stan marsh #stan marsh x reader #kyle broflovski #kyle broflovski x reader #eric cartman #eric cartman x reader #kenny mccormick #kenny mccormick x reader #crack post #crack fic #honestly idk wtf im doing #lmao #please ignore this

[gentlescream]

Eddie Munson As Your Boyfriend // Headcanons

He constantly sings “I Was Made For Lovin’ You” by KISS to you, most of the time rather loudly and obnoxiously

He lets you paint his nails

At first you only paint his nails black, but one day you jokingly mention wanting to paint them pink and he says “Fuck it, why not?”

Playing DnD with him all the time. There’s literally no escape from his campaigns

When he’s DMing, he probably throws the hardest enemies/challenges at your character because he thinks it’s so hot when you’re able to defeat them

However, if your character was about to die he’d probably change the plot or roll bad on purpose. The other boys in the club definitely notice and it annoys them to high hell

Whenever you go to his band’s gigs, he makes it a note to dedicate at least one song to you and point you out in the crowd. He’s just so proud to have you as his girlfriend, and he also just loves embarrassing you ;)

If you smoke weed, there’s no doubt in my mind y’all would often be tangled up together in the back of his van having a smoke sesh 

Making out. All. The. Time.

He loves when you play with his hair or fiddle with his rings

He would probably teach you how to play guitar, but he’d be so serious about it. Like if you tried to fool around, he’d definitely be the mf to be like “Babe you gotta focus! Playing guitar is not just fun and games, it’s art” or some corny shit like that

Listening to music together all the time obviously, probably while on long drives in his van

He 110% makes you mixtapes OFTEN

He will whine about it, but he secretly loves when you wear his Hellfire Club shirt

I guarantee you he’d be so obsessed with making sure your mom loves him. Like that’s gonna be his bestie fr

If you have any younger siblings, consider them his now

His number one nickname for you is “sweetheart”

This man cannot get enough of you. When I tell you he probably calls you a trillion times a day just to tell you he just ate a sandwich or just saw a bird or literally ANYTHING. he just makes excuses to talk to you when you’re not around

Bet your ass I’m going to make a part 2 of this post when/if I think of more, feel free to comment any you think of!

#eddie munson #eddie #munson #stranger things #stranger things season 4 #headcanon #hellfire club #dnd #eddie munson headcanons #eddie munson x reader

[weepingbarbarianfury]

Heller Headcanons

Mordecai Heller. Lackadaisy. you know the one.

ask and ye shall receive. (there was only like a couple of you who did BUT I'M DOING IT ANYWAY)

i'll preface this with the fact that some of these are potentially stolen from fanfiction or just other people, so i'll post the fanfiction i refer to the most in the notes section.

He naturally runs hot. (his whole family does. a lot of people write mordecai as a frequently-overheating tuxedo cat, but i personally write for lackadaisy characters to be human so he runs hot)

Stomach sleeper. Always ends up having to untangle himself from the few blankets he sleeps under (again, runs hot)

He doesn't sleep easily and it has gotten to the point where his body adjusts to running off of five or less hours of sleep.

He finds music to be mildly disorienting or an obstruction of his hearing. He's hyper alert, and needs to be able to hear to do his job.

He will, however, very quietly sing if he can guarantee that ABSOLUTELY NO ONE ELSE is listening. He's decent at it, but in the soft way that one appreciates hearing a lullaby from their mother... if that makes sense. (i'm crying)

He can't whistle. Tried to learn as a kid, and then gave up.

He can braid hair. He's proficient at it, yet lacks hair to braid nowadays.

He takes after his father in appearance, and mother in demeanor. Or-- he took after his mother in demeanor before he turned cold to survive.

He tries his hardest to keep himself constantly busy and constantly in motion. When he was with Lackadaisy, at least someone would sit him down once in a while to get him to take a break, but now there's even more emotional turmoil and he doesn't have anyone to do that for him anymore.

Wanting to be constantly in motion is also one of the factors that keep him from getting a good night's rest. He'll run himself in circles after he showers and while he's trying to get settled in for bed and will go on like that until he collapses the second he lays down.

There have only been a few times where he let himself get "messy" when it comes to emotions. After settling in with Lackadaisy (and not being terrified post-train), Privately after Atlas's funeral, and probably a couple of times in his childhood because of how many times he was faced with death.

He would rather let his emotions eat him alive than feel them.

He can drive, but not very well. (i think this one is canon, actually. i don't know though, it's an honorary mention)

There's a scar right on the upper joint of his left thumb from when he was trying to cut something for his mother. It's one of those scars he's always absent-mindedly grazing his fingers over.

THICK HEAD OF HAIR. That runs in the family too.

Hater of haircuts, yet needs them to keep up appearances, so he'll only do them himself or tolerate them from a professional. If getting a haircut isn't in the cards with his schedule at any point, he'll manage to disguise the fact he needs one by keeping his hair slicked back as he always does.

He rarely ever spends time in his apartment. He moves around a lot for convenience so he keeps his possessions minimal. He does have a ficus though :) it moves with him and has come upon the brink of death very few times

Washes his hands a lot. Like, a lot a lot. Occasionally it wears his knuckles raw and dry. (he just like me fr)

He always accidentally ends up sounding condescending if he's trying to be nice, so he plays it off like he really was being condescending (he'll try to show that he cares some other way though. he doesn't do that often anymore since he's not close with anyone but it's important to mention)

He's pale, so when he gets genuinely angry or flustered or any strong emotion along that line that would push him to yelling, he gets red in the face. That's part of the reason he tries to keep composure.

Definitely wears shoulder holsters for symmetry and passes them off as being for practicality

if i have more i might add to this, but i hope yall enjoyed

again, the fanfiction i reference the most for when i write mordecai will be linked in the notes if i can get around to it

#lackadaisy #lackadaisy mordecai #lackadaisy headcanons #headcanons #HELP ME #I'M DYING I LOVE HIM #he hurts me so bad #ask and ye shall receive

[nerves-nebula]

So I had this genius idea of making a guide on how to draw your Casey (my particular style at least)

Step 1: Draw a rectangle. It's literally that easy.

Step 2. Draw a diagonal line that is longer than the rectangle above the head. If you're drawing him the size I am here, that's about 2 fingers above. If he's bigger, choose a size that looks right to you, there's no right way to do it.

Step 3: Add a straight (lol) line on the right side of the diagonal line and a slightly crooked line on the left side.

Step 4: Try your fucking hardest to draw wavy triangles at the bottom and connect them to the rectangle. Congrats, you just finished the second hardest part and most of his hair.

Step 5: This is optional, I personally don't do it, but you can erase the top part of the rectangle to help draw the bangs easier. Cause making the bangs easy to draw saves you a lot of screaming in agony over goddamn TRIANGLES.

Step 6: Ohoho GOOD LUCK WITH THIS ONE- Draw some more wavy triangles from hell as short or as long as you want. You want him to have some face? Cool. Nothing but a mouth? Also rad.

Step 7: Shade that fucker in and give yourself some positive reward cause you're almost done!

8: Draw teeny tiny lines at the bottom of the rectangle for his beard. Then make a half moon shape to start his smile (or whatever shape gives you the emotion you want him to have). Draw a thick line somewhere in that smile (I usually go directly in the middle or close to) and give the smile some pointiness at both ends. Don't forget to add a little shading up by his hair for his acne scars (I always add those cause me too, Casey)! You are now DONE (with my version of him at least!)!!

ALSO PLEASE GIVE CREDIT TO THE ORIGINAL CREATOR, @nerves-nebula , Casey is its, not mine!

If you couldn't tell, Nerves, your boy is my newest hyperfixation (he just like me fr), so thank you for creating him and bringing him to life! ❤️❤️❤️

oh pog. its kinda interesting seein how u do it lol. here's a gif of me drawin CASEY mAH BOY real quick :)

honestly mine isnt that different from yours, i also tend to start off with the hair slant & the bottom of the face.

#nnstuff #ask #asks are sweethearts #gif #nnart #casey jones #neglected art

[imarriedkeqing]

T. Giyuu NSFW alphabet.

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reposted and slightly edited from my wattpad

hope y'all ussys throbbing /hj

srry for grammar mistakes

warnings: my humor istg, mention of threesome, slight fingering?, mention of pregnancy, breeding,

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

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Giyuu would probably help you clean up and probably forget about himself. unless you remind him of course

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B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

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>his

I feel like his favorite part would be his fingers. The way he can make you feel good with them is just.

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>yours

Your face. That sound a bit clingy but hear me out. The reason his favorite part is your face is because he can see how much pleasure your feeling.

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C = Cum (Anything to do with cum)

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2 things

1. On ur stomach or back.

2. Inside of you (he'll need your permission first.)

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D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

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He wouldn't admit it but he was close to have jealous sex with you because of obanai.

(who knows maybe because obanai "flirted" with you he would want a threesome with you, him and obanai)

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E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

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No. If this man has "no friends" how he is gonna have sex then. But I say something he may or may not read some perverted books about female anatomy.

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F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

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Missionary. This man is 50% vanilla you cannot tell me otherwise.

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G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

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100% serious. He's not the type to fool around.

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H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

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Giyuu probably shaves a lot. but if he didn't do it as much it would match his dark blue-ish hair.

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I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

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most definitely romantic! He would want the mood to fit the vibe.

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J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

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Giyuu is a pillar afterall, he gets the hardest missions out of all the ranks (I think) so if hes at one of the wisteria estates and once he gets privacy he wouldn't mind.

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K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

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Well I did say he was 50% vanilla so here's where the rest of the 50% is.

1. Definitely has a breeding kink, after the battle with muzan and the uppermoons is over he would want to have a tiny human waddling around the house.

2. hair pulling kink.

If you ever wanna get him in the mood plop on his lap and pull his hair.

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L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

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his bedroom or the wisteria estate.

he's fr a private quiet man I don't see him being too risky.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

sitting on his lap while having a intense make out session.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

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degrade you or hurt you in any way shape or form or having sex in pure public.

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O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

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both. He is all about you having pleasure but if you want him to receive the same pleasure you got, go ahead he won't complain.

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P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Depends. If you want to have just regular soft vanilla sex, he'll go slow and sensual. However if you do make him jealous, he will be quiet rough.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He would only want to do one if you teased him a bit.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

If you wanna try out a kink or something it depends on it.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

I'm thinking at least 4 rounds.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

I don't think he would own any. He only wants you cum by his cock or his fingers.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Again. If you get him jealous he'll tease the living he'll out of you.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

If he's in charge he's only quiet a little but once he's near his high you'll hear some sounds of pleasure from him.

But if YOUR in charge I feel like he would most definitely be so whiny.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Idk rlly have any lol

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

9 and a half inches.

as tumblr once said. Quiet men have the biggest d

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

medium, not that high.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

After you and hopefully him as well is cleaned up, you two will have the most heartwarming tooth rotting cuddle session.

#giyuu smut #giyu x reader #giyuu x reader #giyuu x you #giyu x you #giyu x y/n #giyuu x y/n #tomioka giyu x reader #kny x reader #kny smut #kny x reader smut #kimetsu no yaiba

[rubywolf0201]

Before I post screenshots about HSR’s Ver 1.2 storyline, here are my thoughts on it

*WARNING*: May contain spoilers for Ver 1.2 so be cautious when reading it

Are we still here? Good! Let’s proceed:

- I instantly regretted being Trailblazer Level 60+ because now the enemies are a struggle and I only got lucky because I got Silver Wolf and Luocha with me.

- Speaking of, it took me around 100 turns to defeat the Sanctus Medicus goon. The wolf enemies are basically the hardest mobs to take down sadly.

- Managed to meet up with Fu Xuan thankfully and my goodness, I ended up taking lots of screenshots of her.

- Anyways, the Alchemy Commission is quite a breathtaking place. Lots of great scenery.

- Did the task of shutting down the machine that spreads mist that’ll turn the Cloud Knights into mara-stricken and thankfully using the Camouflage paint thing I made beforehand to conceal myself.

- Dan Shu’s boss fight was legitimately hard and I only succeeded thanks to the team composition of Luocha, Silver Wolf, Yang and Jing Yuan.

- Was NOT expecting Tingyun to be revealed as the Lord Ravager Phantylia or rather the ‘host’ of it. Also the expression she gave before she snapped her neck gave me the chills. Guess Tingyun being suspicious since the Ambrosial Arbor’s awakening has been pretty well foreshadowed in a creepy way.

- After some time when Fu Xuan send what has happened recently to Jing Yuan and some speculation on what has happened with the real Tingyun whether or not she existed in the first place, we boarded the ship that leads us to Scalegorge Waterscape.

- Meanwhile with Dan Heng, Sushang and Luocha, both arrived at the Alchemy Comidsion where the three of them went their separate ways. For Sushang, she’s reporting to the nearest Cloud Knight captain, Luocha has to be someplace else and our boi Danny is going to search for his friends!

- From there, there were several foreshadowing that there’s more to Dan Heng and I really like it to be honest because of the subtle buildup. Also the boat cutscene is lovely and photogenic.

- Me when I see Blade and Kafka: 🥰😍

- Me when I saw my boi and very first 5 star unit Yanqing: 😆

- I’m quite curious tho I wonder how does Kafka even managed to control the Mara within Blade. That must have taken a lot of power but I’m pretty sure from Kafka’s POV, it’s just child’s play to her.

- Imma say this but the way Daman Mills voiced Blade is quite amazing and very different from his other roles like Yotasuke from Blue Period. The way he just laughed maniacally, the way he said ‘Don’t hide’, man these are so good!

- The boss fight with Yanqing is thankfully story-mandated and the cutscenes for it is quite dynamic.

- Yanqing copying what Jingliu has taught him in his Companion Quest is quite formidable!

- Thank the goddess Kafka stopped the fight because she sense the arrival of Jing Yuan.

- Me when I saw Jing Yuan: I’m not gay for him but- 👀

- Kinda a little sad to see Blade and Kafka go but hey they decided to take a backseat and so.

- Speaking of which, love how Kafka has a bit of a Tired Mum™️ vibes within her alluring and charming prescene at least when it comes to Bladie and Silver Wolf lmao.

- It’s nice to see my OTP of Dan Heng x Jing Yuan finally being real /joke but no fr, it actually turns out that Jing Yuan knew Dan Heng, or rather Dan Feng.

- Actually, I find it pretty funny how Dan Heng kept the Dan in his name and only changed his second name or Chinese character when he reincarnated.

- P.S. I need to know Danny’s secret on how he managed to hide his long hair, pointy ears and different outfit. Though part of me thinks it’s some kind of Vidyadhara magic.

- Anyways, our boi Danny and best husbando Jing Yuan caught up with the main crew and wowzers the way March was the first to speak about Danny’s different appearance is just out of pocket.

- Anyways, using Dan Heng’s true form in story-mandated battles is the best!

- It’s kind of funny how Danny is still the POV character but oh well I have him spoke to March, Yang and the Trailblazer but it’s sort of funny how when speaking to Caelus/Stelle, they just give head nods and remain silent, more or less reflecting the Silent Protagonist trope.

- The cutscene where Dan Heng revealed the Scalegorge Waterscape temple is a sight to behold.

- Seeing Jing Yuan trust Fu Xuan on the duty to General to her if he didn’t make it is just 🥹 (I love these two ok)

- Anyways, avoided the enemies as usual using the Camoflauge tool because I’m severely underleveled.

- The temple riddles are a tad bit annoying but I got through to them alright.

- Reached to the ending and now we’re kicking Phantylia’s ass! And we’re using a story-mandated Jing Yuan as well! (Thank goodness because my Jing Yuan is underleveled as heck)

- Seeing Phantylia’s true form is quite a sight! I love how balance the design is.

- My final team ended up being Luocha, Sampo, Yang and story-mandated Jing Yuan.

- The flowers assisting Phantylia is just straight up annoying because it leeches Skill Points but defeating them can help you recover them.

- Jing Yuan’s voiceline for Phantylia is just pure awesomeness! Props to Aleandrjo for voicing him.

- Having Dan Heng be summoned in the middle of the boss fight like back in Jarilo VI’s boss fight against Cocolia? SUPER AWESOME!!

- Defeating Phantylia is quite hard but we did it-

- Oh fuck oh no!! Jing Yuan is captured and is about to be turned into a Voidranger! Thankfully Danny saved the day!!

- Also you can’t convince me that he was about to Princess carry Jing Yuan too as well!

- Anywho, to conclude, Phantylia is gone for now and Jing Yuan more or less declared a war against her and the rest of the Antimatter Legion before being collapsing from exhaustion and have to be brought back to rest.

- Overall, this quite an engaging story and I hope the rest of the story in HSR is like that as well in future updates!

Anyways, these are my thoughts on Ver 1.2 storyline.m and I hope you like them!

#rubi’s post #honkai star rail #meta #opinions #review #thoughts

[femmeanonymelives]

Electric Touch (feat. (feat. Francisco Morales) (Val's Version)

Frankie Morales x Valerie "Songbird" Harlow (Singer Songwriter!OC) (platonic)

Santiago "Pope" Garcia x Valerie "Songbird" Harlow (Singer Songwriter!OC) (mentioned in this chapter)

Series Masterlist Part 1

Ari's Note: Finally, I finished this chapter. I took some liberties with the timeline. (In my head, the movie takes place in 2017 and this story takes place in 2019 or 2020ish.) Frankie in my head is in his late thirties, whereas Val is 31 in this story.

Deep breaths, in and out. 

In and out.

“What the fuck,” I think in my head as I pace inside the home studio inside my house back in Florida, a day after the show where I ran into Santiago. My mind is racing over the kiss that he gave me the night prior. I owned the house before I started dating Santiago. A small house near a beach. When we were dating, we balanced staying with each other at both of our homes. I come from an old-fashioned family who never believed in moving in together with someone before an engagement.

Frankie comes into my home, holding two cups of coffee, one for him and one for me. His hunter-green jacket is slightly stained due to wear. His slightly brownish-gray hair is messily curled. His “Standard Heating Oil” hat always seemed attached to his head. We have known each other since childhood. He is a few years older than me; he used to babysit me when he was 10, and I was 6. We were more like siblings than friends. His child refers to me as “auntie” more than anything else.

“Kid and momma are spending the day doing a mommy playdate. I am all yours. You okay?”

“I am fine… you are late, by the way.” I sip the lukewarm, bitter coffee slowly to fully enjoy it. 

“Being late for a demo session for a song that I am not even singing on.” Frankie takes a look at the home studio setup. A setup that I made when trying to get someone- anyone to recognize what I have is real. A random patterned rug that I found on clearance at West Elm. Faux-leather stools that were found at a yard sale when babysitting Frankie’s kid years prior. The only new thing is the technology given to me by the label. 

“The band recorded the instrumentals back in Seattle. The label wanted to see how I would sound doing an actual love song, which is this song. I told them this song is perfect if the male vocalist is a tenor and as a duet. That is why I sent you that text with the lyrics a few days ago. This session to record the vocals and send it to the producer and the label.”

“When you told me about this, I thought you were crazy for wanting me to sing again.”

“Said the man who loved choir in high school.” He rolls his eyes. He takes off his faded trucker hat and tries to straighten his hair. His darkish gray curls are messy like always.

“That was the choir in high school, Val.” He looks at me with concern, fully knowing what happened the night prior backstage. “What happened with you and Santiago last night?”

“It was nothing,” I look over at him as I start prepping the studio for two people recording there. He grabs my arm and pulls me closer to him.

“Val, he left mid-song. I tried to find him after your set for over an hour. I had to find him nursing a beer outside the venue. I know your guys’ breakup was hard on you, but it hit him the hardest.”

“Frankie, I love you like a brother. Can we not talk about this now? I don’t want to waste your time by talking about this instead of doing the recording.” I start vocal warmups before handing him his headphones, and we go into the booth together. We both are standing in front of a microphone for each of us. I place my laptop on a nearby table with the instrumental track and pull up the recording software. He holds the notebook with the lyrics in his hand. “I will lead you in when your part comes in. Recording in 3…2…1.”

The soft country rock instrumental leads me in as I start singing. Frankie smirks the songs as he recognizes the song beat as a signature of my musical composition style. 

“Just breathe, just relax, it'll be okay

Just an hour 'til your car's in the driveway

Just the first time ever hangin' out with you tonight

I've got my money on things going badly

Got a history of stories ending sadly

Still hoping that the fire won't burn me

Just one time, just one time

All I know is this could either break my heart or bring it back to life

Got a feelin' your electric touch could fill this ghost town up with life

And I want you now, wanna need you forever

In the heat of your electric touch, mmm”

Frankie’s soft tenor voice appears as I gesture him into the song. His voice is soft, yet rough. I could have been a while since he sang aloud, but he still sounded good.

“I've been left in the rain lost and pining

I'm tryin' hard not to look like I'm trying

'Cause every time I tried hard for love, it fell apart (whoa)

I've gotten used to no one callin' my phone

I've grown accustomed to sleeping alone

Still, I know that all it takes is to get it right

Just one time, just one time

All I know is this could either break my heart or bring it back to life

Got a feelin' your electric touch could fill this ghost town up with life

And I want you now, wanna need you forever

In the heat of your electric touch

I was thinking just one time (just one time)

Maybe the stars align (just one time)

And maybe I call you mine

And you won't need space

Or string me along while you decide

And just one time (just one time)

Maybe the moment's right (the moment's right)

It's 8:05 and I see two headlights

All I know is this could either break my heart or bring it back to life

Got a feelin' your electric touch (oh)

All I know is this could either break my heart or bring it back to life

Got a feelin' your electric touch could fill this ghost town up with life

And I want you now, wanna need you forever

In the heat of your electric touch, mmm”

Out of breath, I pushed the end of the recording. “Please tell me it hasn’t been a while since you sang aloud.” I take a long sip of water from my water bottle nearby.

“Three years.”

“Karaoke with Ben was the last time you sang,” I asked as I gave him a questioning look.

“Why didn’t you tell me that Santiago kissed you?” I gave him the look of “are we really talking about this right now again?” 

“How did you know?” Frankie gave me a concerning look since he knows the truth.

“Based on the details in the song, this song was about your first date because you told me how much you cared for him. Plus Santiago told me that he kissed after your set after you two talked after I picked him up from the bar…. Val, what the hell happened?”

“He and I kissed… He told me about the money… his share of the money.”

“And?”

“And that his share was for me…”

“He finally told you then…”

“Frankie, don’t dabble in his bullshit…” I am getting fed up with the same fucking lie that his share was for me.

“I am not… Val, he wanted that money for you….” He sighs deeply as he takes a long sip of coffee. “I know it was shitty of me for not telling you, but I promised you I would have done the same thing.”

“I understand the guilt around Tom’s death but why did he have to do it like that?”

“He was going to buy you a ring so he could propose to you…”

“What?”

“He wanted to propose and do a big old fancy engagement for you. I am sorry that I didn’t tell you.” Frankie is concerned about what is next for me and Santiago.

I sigh as I step out of the makeshift studio so Frankie can record his audio. “I need to record your vocals, Frankie... I will start the music where your part comes in.” As the music plays, my phone buzzes. I pick it up. It is a text from Santiago.

Santiago: We need to talk. Alone.

#santiago pope garcia #santiago garcia x oc #santiago garcia x reader #triple frontier boys #triple frontier fanfic #oscar issac x reader #oscar issac characters #frankie morales x ofc #frankie morales fanfiction #Spotify

[jatlokgwo]

headcanon from animation that am making and a lot of fanfics: in ainchent china your body is a gift from your parents and so only young kids got haircuts (becuz it was obvious that there parents gave it to them) or as symbolism when somebody in your family died the dream-god wasnt xiaos parent but xiao was really young when she enslaved him and a part of him sees her as mom

she taught xiao to belive that he is just a weapon not a person and so cutting his hair repairing his clothes eating drinking sleeping etc was a waste of time and punished (the cloths that he had where from people that he was ordered to kill. hes got. ALOT of bottled up feelings about that)

when rex lapis killed the dream-god and freed alatus and renamed him xiao bodily anatonamy was 1 of the hardest things fr him to learn (hes still learning) asking bosacius to cut his hair short was his first rebellion against the dream-god and xiao and bosacius both cried about it

and the later on he let the longer bits grow becus venti is the anemo archon god of freedom and xiao has a anemo vision and symbolism and yes

#THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A POLL ABOUT IF XIAO WOULD HAVE SHORT HAIR OR LONG HAIR BUT OK #魈 #原神 #genshin #genshin impact #xiao #average blorbo only gets 2-4 things projected onto them xiao and scaramouche- #(they remind me of me :3)

[luveline]

hi jade! i just wanted to pop by and say thank you for writing in neutral terms, as plus size girl i’ve always found it a little hard to like, suspend my disbelief and just go with it when smallness and thinness are like inherent parts of the story as it’s written. i really love your writing because you focus so heavily on creating lovable characters and personalities that the actual physical traits take an entire backseat and i really think that’s how R should be!! applicable to many but still a creation all your own!!

anywho it’s so nice and i feel super seen by you in that way. luv u fr bestie. 💖

no of course you don't have to say thanks, when i first started writing reader inserts i didn't really think about physical descriptors and I'd say "you blushed" or I'd talk about borrowing clothes or washing your hair quickly and I've tried my hardest to move away from that because it's really important to me that everyone reading feels included ♥♥ luv u anon

#jade's asks #ily #im not perfect but yeah i try not to use phsycial descriptions too often

[thegreatcrowdragon]

Getting Steven to sit still to have his hair cleaned is the hardest part about cleaning his hair, the second you massage his head it’s over, he’s melting he’s having a hard time staying awake.

He just like me fr

#pokepasta strangled red #pokepasta #pokemon strangled red #strangled red

[mxddyhero]

JUZA FOR THE ASK GAME and also banri please!! Thx in advance

AHHH,, THANK YOU!!! 💕💞 gonna do em as two separate posts for ease!! ^^/

In reference to this post !! (feel free to send an ask!)

Character: juza hyodo

Favourite thing about them

Oh gosh,, where to start. I love his dedication to and passion for acting. Especially after Fallen Blood when he realised that he isn't at fault for how he was treated and that being himself is not a negative, after years of being shunned, and that his drive can take him so far without having to do anything different. I love how he's a big softie - he cares so much about his fellow troupemates and family!! When he bought muku an entire chocolate cake just to do something nice and let the rest of mankai share it with them ough... ♡ I love how even despite his insecurities and uncertainty, he still tries his damned hardest at every performance because that's all he's ever wanted. I love his fashion sense (yes, even the sandals fight me), how it progressed from pretty dark, unassuming colours and pretty loose and breathable because he didn't wanna draw any unnecessary attention in fear of drawing fights but allowed him room should he absolutely need to defend himself to more casual, colourful and comfortable clothes because he has mankai around him now (think the HAGT fit). I love his whole design actually,, he has pretty eyes and lovely hair and how his colour scheme is the non-binary flag (I'm biased). I love that he opens his heart so quickly to the mankai members once he realises that they accept him for who he is - that he goes to school with tenma and taichi, and he'll go for bike rides with omi and cares so much about sakyo he'll follow him around to make sure he's okay. Everything about juza hyodo is wonderful.

Least favourite thing about them

Nothing he is, in fact, perfect. (/j, king please stop leaving your dirty laundry out in your room. Banri doesn't often have good points, but I know this man uses 19 in one body wash/shampoo/conditioner on top of being one of the shortest bath takers and i think he needs to not do that)

Favourite line

brOTP

O HIGH BOYS SUPREMACY !!! Him, taichi and tenma just all play so well off of each other and i would die for them all. I also really love omi and juzas dynamic, how omi encourages juza to do his best (Fallen Blood still got me crying) and juza allows omi to grieve and heal and assure him that he's a good friend. They're very sweet besties. I'd love love love to see more Juza and Guy interactions?? Not sure whether jp has explored any of that BUT I think two dudes who have had to repress a large part of themselves for a lot of their lives finally finding acceptance and comfort would be super interesting to explore. The way they both had duties to their family in a way and had to leave to protect them is just. Ough. Let them go fishing together or smth idk.

OTP

Me juban juban juban juban-

Fr,, this ship is so good and i love it so much. The enemies to lovers, the rivals, the "It's your fault I finally found something that gets me fired up", the "muse" of it all ough..

nOTP

Omi and juza. Listen, I know its technically okay in jp with ages and stuff,, but it still kinda makes me 😬 also the fact juza also looks and acts exactly like omis best friend who passed is just a lil too much for me. I see it much more as a mentor kinda thing, Omi getting a chance to rectify the mistakes he made in his youth to try to steer juza onto the path he wants aough..

Random headcanon

AMBIDEXTROUS JUZA,, I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL. I swear I had more but I forgor ♡

Unpopular opinion

The entire fandom loves juza understandably because really who wouldn't, but popular fanon juza who's just a himbo who loves sweets and banri is. Not it. Like you can have him as a shallow character and that's okay but stating with your whole chest that's all he is makes me go insane bonkers absolutely crazy.

Song I associate them with

So so many ... I'll name a few ...

Cheerios and Chocolate Milk by Theo Kandel

Starjumper by Bad Suns

Tired Eyes and Heavy Hearts by The Gospel Youth

Nights Like These by The Ghost Club

Confidence by Oscar Scheller

Favourite pic of them

This is literally my favourite image ever he's just so fucking head empty ♡ when this card came to en I saved up enough for 5 ten pulls, he didn't come home and my roommate got 2 copies in his first 10 pull 😐 but! Event reward gems came through and I actually managed to get one before it shut down ♡

TY AGAIN GOMPER FOR THE ASK ILY 💞

#beloved mutual #gompereatsall #ask game #hahn personal

[swords-andsandals]

study from ep 1 of the untamed bc I love this shot

#its about the #angst #and how spooky it is!!! #before it goes all gay and happy in the cloud recesses flashback #when u look at the suspense and mystery tag on Netflix and believe it #the untamed #cql #chen qing ling #mdzs #mo dao zu shi #wei wuxian #wei ying #yiling patriarch #yiling laozu #I made the colours more blue green and yellow #the hair was fr the hardest part #bc its so messy but it has to look good #the untamed redraw #screencap redraw #art #fanart #my art #digital art #digital illustration #my city went in to lockdown a couple weeks ago :) #so I have heaps of time and nothing to do (except work but I can't go out) #mo xuanyu #I mean #hes technically there #I apologise for the horrendous characters I do not read/write chinese

[elysianslove]

haikyuu boys that ━━

━━ would absolutely, definitely, 100% get nauseous, dizzy, possibly might faint, while their s/o is in labor. one peak and they’re doubling over the hospital bed, inhaling deeply and exhaling sharply, steeling themselves. some are surprising, some are expected. all are stupid.

iwaizumi hajime; he just cannot. he cannot fathom what is happening. there is no way you’re going through that and surviving. no wonder you’re screaming in pain. of course you’re screaming in pain. he takes one look at what’s going on and just immediately takes a step back, eyebrows raised and hand pressed to his chest like “my god.” he’s an 8/10 though because he is incredibly supportive and those arms are great to grab onto. will not complain for a second (is strangely way too quiet), but he’s worryingly pale. maybe he’s quiet cause if he speaks he’ll throw up. 

miya atsumu; he’s this close to screaming. or crying. possibly both. he can’t tell if he’s scared in general or scared for you or if he’s hurting seeing you hurting. in fact, no one can tell. he just looks like he’s watching an alien abduction happen right before his eyes. like a 6/10 because he probably does actually faint. it’s almost as if he’s the one in labor. and he’s the annoying kind of supportive that makes you want to smack him like shut the fuck up i’m pushing a whole child out of me right now. but his reactions are extremely endearing and hilarious to watch back because he most definitely insisted on filming. 

akaashi keiji; the silent struggler. really doesn’t wanna make it obvious at all. like he really, really, really doesn’t want you knowing that he’s uncomfortable in any way, but he’s like, sweating from how nauseous he is. a big part of it is hating seeing you in pain; he cringes every time you so much as groan or pant. 7/10 because he’s incredibly supportive but his hands are way too clammy :/ like fr get a grip keiji. again, supportive, but his voice is shaky so it’s like, really ineffective. he cries when he sees his baby and it automatically makes him an 11/10.

sakusa kiyoomi; absolute coward. pussy. it’s not about hygiene, he’s just genuinely mortified. keeps asking you’re okay like,,, what do you think, sir? he keeps looking even though every time he does it doesn’t get any better? question mark? you can see him visibly gulping cause he’s in so much shock. like a 5/10 because he forgets to hold your hand. just stands there. eyes wide and mouth parted like a dumb fish. chokes back on his sobs when he hears his baby’s cries and it’s adorable how he brings his hand up to silence himself so maybe he’s a 7/10.

goshiki tsutomu; please he probably has a panic attack mid labor. definitely screams with you and all the nurses and the doctor are like ???? holds your hand tighter than you’re holding his. apologizes the whole time. the whole time. like the doctor asked him if he wants to see what’s happening, which idk why they would consider that a smart idea, and he just wailed like, “baby i’m so sorry, i’m so sorry, can we just adopt?” a 3/10. he’s so cute but. bring someone else if you don’t want to rip your hair out and his. 

kageyama tobio; he absolutely tries to pretend that he’s okay but he just gets really, really quiet once you start delivering and his lips are chapped and his pupils are blown and his face is so pale. he looks like he just got off of a really bad rollercoaster. he’s not even holding your hand you’re just hanging onto an unmoving, lifeless limb. maybe 6/10, cause he could be better in the supportive department but, at least he was quietly panicking. he does have a mini panic attack once his baby is in his arms though. like just starts hyperventilating. it’s okay though! it’s actually kind of cute <3

lev haiba; actually faints. not probably. he actually faints. like all 6′5 of him just drops onto the floor by your bed and you’re like ,,, damn, guess i’m doing this alone then. he wakes up and the first thing he sees is your baby crowning and he just faints again pls. someone has to be there with you, just like to help him to you. he cannot stand straight at all, he’s leaning on the bed the whole time. 5/10 because it genuinely makes you laugh it kind of makes the pain bearable. they have to get a chair in case he just falls back cause he’s just so dizzy pls.

━━ would be so fucking annoying. who the hell let them in this room? why did you agree to this? how are you going to raise a child with them? regrets. so many regrets. 

tanaka ryūnosuke; he’s like annoyingly scared. shut up and calm down for a minute i’m trying to birth your child here. swears so much like “holy shit holy shit that’s a big baby.” like pls you’re trying to push it out of you and he has the audacity to say shit like that? treats it like it’s some sort of volleyball match like he cheers whenever the doctor praises you. maybe a 5/10 cause he’s just annoying, but it’s motivating in a way. accepts any insult you throw at him too, like he’s so on board with it. “yes, i’m absolutely a piece of shit— what do you mean you’re not getting anywhere near my dick babe wait.”

bokuto kōtarō; listen :( you don’t want to think he’s annoying but he lowkey is. he’s trying his hardest to make this an easier experience for you but you just need him to be a little quieter. like this hurts bo, calm down please. you want to match his energy but it’s literally physically impossible. he’s an 8/10 though because you doubt it’d have been possible to go through it without him. bokuto’s incredibly ripped too so he lets you hang onto him and he holds you tightly too, like grips your hands and legs so strong that it’s v physically supportive too. 

kozume kenma; he’s so. quiet. like say something kozume. say anything. he’s just wincing and cringing. 4/10 cause where’s the emotion. lets you hold his hand, like wow you should be honored. insults you back if you insult him???? like what’s that about???? when he sees his baby he does like, sharply intake a breath or whatever cause he doesn’t want to cry but he’s really struggling not to, which is kind of cute you guess. films the whole thing and does like a peace sign with a very nonchalant face but he has a filter on and the filter scans your face too except you’re like screaming. actually a 3/10. 

sugawara kōshi; he’s incredibly supportive yes, but mans will be laughing at you. laughing. at you. probably films you and is like properly giggling and laughing boisterously. is so unfazed by anything and everything he sees. he would so easily be a 10/10 but he becomes a -1/10 just cause he’s an ass. definitely like is breathless and is so mind-blown when he sees his baby. just in awe and in shock that he laughs like, “we made that holy crap.” good to have in the delivery room because he does make the atmosphere easier and more lighthearted, but,,, at what cost? your sanity’s. 

suna rintarō; the amount of times you wanted to punch him you cannot count on your ten fingers. makes some sex joke about how you’re so stretched out. you literally want to deck him. films the birthing process and makes you watch the video when you’re not even done delivering the baby? cause he’s insane i guess? justifies it as “this is a reminder of how strong you are,” like shut up with your bullshit. it’s kinda smart tho cause you can pull this on your kid later but still. he’s so fucking annoying. if you hold his hand too hard he’ll be like “it can’t be that bad stop being such a baby,” and the baby is delivered like an hour early out of spite. a 6/10 tho cause somehow you love him and decided to have a baby with him. 

ushijima wakatoshi; pt.2 to say fucking something??? he’s mostly quiet cause he doesn’t really know what to say, and cause he’s never seen you in this much pain and it’s kind of shocking him. he’s not scared though, cause it’s like, a natural process of human life and the life cycle and all that stuff, he’s just like. taking time to process it. lets you hold his hand though. also if you wanna like give up halfway through he’s annoyingly angry with you like “no. you can’t just give up halfway. stop being a coward.” like why don’t you give it a try toshi??? a 5/10. could do better. 

terushima yuuji; so hyperactive that it’s infuriating. doesn’t even hold your hand, he just stands back and observes and like cheers. literally will jump every time you push, like what the fuck, my love? makes really weird comments like “what does it feel like? does it feel like you’re pooping?” like???? it feels like i’m being torn in half yu :D a 4/10 only cause when you ask if you can slap him he wholeheartedly agrees and the doctor cannot hold their laugh back. also definitely plays like the chika dance and makes the nurses do it with him. probably films a tiktok too. you’re going to kill him after. 

oikawa tōru; he’s trying so hard to be supportive and your backbone but he’s just so jittery and nervous. he’s not going to faint or get nauseous, but he literally cannot stay still. he’s so anxious it’s making you anxious. his hands are shaking when they grip yours, but honestly, completely unbiased of course, an 8/10, cause it really is so endearing. like he’s breathlessly and exasperatingly praising you and you can tell he’s near tears just gasping back sobs so ,,, maybe he’s not that annoying. but he is. he is annoying. a little. 

━━ would be the best of the best. perfectly supportive. a lovely anchor. not too quiet, not too chatty. is so soft and gentle with you. you fall in love with them all over again. 

miya osamu; definitely a 10/10. husband material. he has a cloth that’s just patting away at your sweat. kisses your hand and knuckles. soothingly rubs at your thighs. tells you you’re doing great, that it’ll all be worth it. kisses your forehead. grins at you halfway through when you need that extra motivation. literally all the nurses and the doctor are swooning over him. he’s very nervous deep down but he won’t show it, not for a moment, for your sake. 10/10. can’t stress this enough. 

kita shinsuke; another king! so soft with you when you feel like giving up. just speaks to you in hushed tones like, “you’ve come this far, lovely. you can’t back out now. think of all the happy moments we’ll get to share just a few hours from now.” and you’re like “alright i’m sold.” completely unfazed by anything he sees. okay maybe a little fazed but he just kisses your forehead after sneaking a peak and tells you you’re doing wonderfully. 100000/10. imagine him as the father of your children???? like literally who else would you want????

aran ojiro; wow another inarizaki i sense a trend. except atsumu he’s a pussy. cheers you on quietly, holds onto your legs, breathes with you, smooths your hair back, literally just an angel. if you take a small break he just spends it quietly talking with you to get your mind off the pain. his knuckles are just caressing your jaw and cheek softly till you’ve calmed down. 10/10 obviously. he’s just the right amount of loud supportive and quiet supportive. kisses you full on the mouth when he first hears his baby’s cries and can’t stop thanking you. literally wtf he’s so cute.

kuroo tetsurō; he’s actually surprisingly very serious when you’re delivering the baby. he’s cracking jokes and all before to try and get you less nervous but it’s actually because he’s freaking out. he’s mostly quiet, just holding onto your hand as tightly as you’re gripping his. he holds his breath every time you push. keeps whispering i love you and pressing kisses to your temple. a 9/10 cause he’s so quiet it’s a little scary but he cannot hold back his tears when he sees his baby. kisses you all over your face after. 

satori tendō; very emotional. like so emotional. he’s teary eyed the whole time, just thanking you even if you hadn’t given birth yet. it makes the nurses cry too cause it’s so lovely to see him get so visibly affected by this. he’s just whispering thank you’s and i promise not to let you down ever and i promise to love you forever and you’re pretty sure he’s speaking to the baby you’re birthing at this point. 9/10 cause he made you cry :( no but really he’s a 10/10. super loving, keeps asking you if you’re okay, if you need water, need to hold his hand, anything. angel, fr. 

matsukawa issei; relatively surprising as well because you expected him to be more than just annoying, but he’s just. in awe. he’s so amazed by how much you’re going through, and he just stores it in the back of his brain. literally thanks you for the next 50 years to come. laughs endearingly with you to lighten the mood. 9/10. a point is deducted because he jokingly said that now you’ll be able to take his dick really easily. a nurse choked in shock pls. gets real close after to whisper i love you so that only you can hear. he’s just a dream <3

━━ would not let you move an inch after giving birth. all the work is on them for the next 5 years. 

all of them. not a single one is left out in this one. they’re annoying but ,,, they all love very strongly <3

end note; listen idk what this is. i had a vision where iwaizumi could not handle his s/o giving birth and the thought was actually so sweet to me, just the nurses laughing at him and he’s just breathing deeply to try and not throw up and then. this happened. anyways. this helped put me in a better mood so i hope it does/did for anyone else too! 

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pairings: jaehyun x fem!reader || wc: 1k || warnings: implied abd*ction, hallucination

a gust of icy wind rushes at your face as you step out of the airport, luggage in hand.

you roll your baggage to the queue for a taxi.

beside you, an older woman makes conversation. “such terrible weather, hmm?”

you nod subconsciously, staring out into the dark night.

the sky is completely black, carpeted with thick storm clouds that form layer upon layer of gloom over the city. no lightning, no thunder. just sleets of rain pouring down from the fields of elysium above, every drop of rain hitting the pavement like nails on chalkboard.

it’s cold.

“what brings you here, miss?” the woman asks, her voice clear despite the rhythmic drumming of the rain on the metal shelter above you. the curls of her red hair cascade past her shoulders, blending into her maroon cardigan.

you shake your head solemnly, wistfulness in your eyes. “business,” you whisper, your response almost drowned out by the noise around you. you swallow hard.

‘business’, you said. is that synonymous with needing to leave everything behind to keep it all safe?

more under the cut!

your job brings you on dangerous escapades. you know this. it’s what drew you to it in the first place—the promise of adventure, the temptations of excitement and novelty.

but what happens when you fall in love? with your childhood best friend, no less?

jaehyun is the only person in the whole world you trust enough with your secrets. he’s the only person who knew about your missions, your training, and he never told.

all your life, jaehyun has been by your side, your partner-in-crime, your confidante, your ride-or-die. and all your life, you’ve known that one day, he would be the one.

the one who would steal your first kiss behind the christmas tree at the family’s christmas party. the one who would carry you home in his arms after the white veil ceremony, to lie next to you on your shared bed. the one who would hold your hand and kiss your forehead the most gingerly when the nurses brought in a tiny little bundle of human to you.

you lived together in bliss. not always perfect, not always happy, but you knew there would be no one else you would rather be with.

then things got bad.

jobs went awry, crew went missing. one by one, every member of your organisation was picked and disposed of, each disappearing without a trace. then the ones closest to them, they would mysteriously vanish, too.

the world you lived in and cherished was in chaos.

you’d lay awake all night in jaehyun’s arms, twirling a strand of his hair between your fingers as you thought about what you were going to do.

one night, you made up your mind. you’d packed your luggage, and spent the whole day with your family and friends, making the memories you know they’d want.

then at two in the morning, when everyone was dead asleep and the night was filled with the silence of peace, you slipped out from between the sheets, fully dressed.

you’d already kissed your daughter.

now for the hardest part.

“jae, my sweet, sweet jae, i need to go away, okay? just for a little while. i’ll be back, i promise,” you whispered against his forehead, lips moving against his glowing skin.

“just… try to find someone who can make our daughter happy, okay? please,” your voice broke, “i’m sorry.”

tears rolled down your cheeks like the last of the morning dew. he looked so tranquil, asleep like that.

“i’m really sorry, jae. i love you.”

with your final words to him, your heart shattered, and you left one last kiss on his nose.

as the door opened and closed with your departure, the light from the crack in the door illuminated a single tear under jaehyun’s lashes.

now you stand here in this line with the woman at your side. she’s oblivious to the broiling emotions below the surface, and continues on about her life.

you can’t bring yourself to listen, instead focusing on holding back the tears that threaten to fall at the blink of an eye.

finally you reach the front of the queue. the lady has long stopped her chatter, having become aware of the fact that you aren’t paying her any attention.

you swing open the door of the blue taxi cab, sliding your luggage onto the seat before sitting yourself down next to it.

where you were previously, the taxis were yellow.

“where to?” the taxi driver makes eye contact with you in the rear view mirror. the corners of his eyes are lined with the folds of his skin, contributing to his weary aura.

“48 traxiol drive, thank you very much,” you reply. he takes a second glance at you in the mirror.

your voice carries the exhaustion he’s learnt to recognise in his own.

without another word, the driver steps on the gas pedal, and the taxi’s wheels begin rolling over the smooth tarmac.

you are so tired.

all of a sudden, jaehyun’s voice rings out. “have a rest, y/n.”

he squeezes your hand three times, and you know it’s going to be a long road.

you look over and see his small, warm smile, his dimpled cheeks inviting you to sleep on his lap.

you miss him.

you place your head on his shoulder, and he puts an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him. the heat radiating from his body warms you even in the midst of the storm.

“i love you,” jaehyun buried his face in your hair and whispers against your scalp. you hear this just as you fall asleep, and all is well, for jaehyun is here.

— time skip —

“ma’am? ma’am, we’re here,” the cab driver rouses you gently from your dreamless rest.

bleary-eyed, you sit up, hands cold. rubbing your eyes, you look to your right. “jae, we’re here—”

he’s not beside you.

you are alone.

all you can see is the dripping of raindrops down the taxi window.

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Piss Off Your Parents - Part 9

Ukai Keishin - Haikyuu

Synopsis: freshly turned 18, you want to prove to your parents that you aren’t a child for them to push around anymore. First, get a job at the local corner store. Second, use the store owner’s 26-year-old son with piercings and a cigarette addiction to piss your parents off. Third, accidentally fall in love.

Rating: PG13

Warnings: arguing, harsh language, swearing

Song → 18 by Anarbor

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The trek up the stairs from the store to the apartment felt like climbing a never-ending escalator that was going the wrong way. After the day you had had, you were both mentally and physically exhausted and ready to call it a night early.

Thankfully, as if you had finally hit a stroke of luck that day, Keishin had texted you saying that he would pick up dinner on the way home, saving you the exertion of having to leave the apartment again. So, with that information in mind, you kicked off your shoes for the day and fell unceremoniously onto the couch in the living room.

As you sat down, you heard the envelope in your back pocket crinkle and the sudden noise seemed to completely fill the otherwise silent apartment.

Ah yes, the envelope.

Pulling the decision to your future out of your back pocket, you stared at it for what felt like another hour or so. No matter how long you held the envelope in your hands, you couldn't force yourself to open it. You simply didn't want to.

At some point between when your mother had handed it to you and now, you had subconsciously decided that you wanted to choose your own path forward despite what the decision letter may or may not say.

Feeling strangely empowered and confident, you stood to your feet and ventured into the bedroom where you slipped the envelope into one of the drawers Keishin was letting you keep your clothes in and tucked it underneath one of your sweaters. Maybe one day you would open the damn thing when whatever was inside wasn't weighing so heavily on your mind and future, but today was not that day.

Just then, you heard the front door open and knew Keishin had arrived home. Closing the drawer, you plastered a smile across your face and exited the bedroom to greet your boyfriend.

"Welcome home, Dear," you giggled, trying your best to fake the part of a doting housewife. "How was the volleyball game?"

Keishin chuckled softly as you took the takeout bags from him. "It was a close game, but they pulled it together in the last set and won."

"Oh, good!" You placed the bags onto the table before retrieving some plates and chopsticks from the kitchen.

"How was your day?" he asked as he pressed a chaste kiss to your cheek.

You sighed as you thought back on your day. "It was okay," you answered, not really wanting to go into much more detail than that. You doubted Keishin wanted to hear about your minuscule problems with rude customers after the long day he had clearly had.

Keishin, however, picked up on your uncertainty right away. "Doesn't sound okay," he commented. "Want to talk about it?"

You shrugged. "Just some shitty customers. Seems I had forgotten how poorly low-level workers are treated sometimes . . . just threw me a little," you said. "I'll be fine. Just glad the day is over now."

"You and me both." He flashed a smile as he turned to head for the bedroom. "I'm just going to change quickly and then we'll eat."

"Sounds good." You started dishing out some of the food. "I was also thinking we could watch a movie tonight as well. I could use something to clear my mind."

"Sitting on the couch with a beer is an ideal evening in my book," you heard him respond faintly from the bedroom. "There's a new action movie that came out. I think it's about-"

You waited for Keishin to finish his sentence, but when he didn't, you cocked your head and looked toward the bedroom doorway. Before you had the chance to call out to him, he appeared in the doorway shirtless, eyebrows furrowed and the envelope from the university in his hand.

"W-why do you have that?" you asked, the look on his face upon discovering the letter making your heart drop. "That was in my drawer . . . why were you going through my things?"

"I was looking for my sweater, the one you always steal," he answered. "Y/N . . . what is this?"

Rounding the table and approaching Keishin, you snatched the envelope out of his hand. "That is one of the many reasons why my day today was so shitty."

As you turned to head for the kitchen to toss the envelope in the garbage and rid your life of it, Keishin followed you. "You didn't get in?" he inquired.

You shrugged. "I have no idea. I didn't open it."

As you moved to toss the letter into the trash, Keishin grabbed your wrist and stopped you. "Why are you throwing it out if you didn't open it yet?"

"Because I don't care what it says. I've decided that I'm going to stay here with you and work at the store. This is the life I want . . . the life I get to choose for myself."

"You should still open it," he reasoned. "You might change how you feel about it when you see the result."

"I don't want to change how I feel about it." You shook your head as you gently pried your wrist out of his grip. "No need to make things more difficult than they need to be. I've had enough difficulty for one lifetime, thank you very much. This decision is easy, and best of all, it makes me happy."

Gesturing to the envelope, Keishin sighed. "But this is what you wanted. When you told me about your dream to play soccer at the University of Tokyo, your face lit up. Why are giving up on your dream before you've even given yourself a chance to experience it?"

"Dreams can change, Keishin," you told him before sighing and deciding to humour him for a moment. "Okay, let's say I open this letter and somehow did get in. What then? I couldn't pay for that school in my wildest dreams; not without my parents' help. Sometimes dreams are just childish and unrealistic. So I found a new dream, one with us living here together."

"You could apply for student loans. Tons of people do." He folded his arms across his chest. "I don't think this is about the money or your parents. I think this is about us. You've gotten comfortable here."

Throwing your hands up into the air in exasperation, you huffed. "And so what if I have? Is that really so bad?"

"I just don't want you to throw away an opportunity like this over me."

"Over you?" you cocked a brow. "Because you're, what, trash? Not worth it? A lowlife? A burnout?"

Keishin bit at his bottom lip. "You know what's not what I meant."

Inhaling deeply, you glared down at the god-forsaken envelope in your hand and began to tear at the top. "Let's not fight about something that probably isn't even going to happen." You pulled the letter out and unfolded it, your eyes scanning the text quickly. "The University of Tokyo is notoriously difficult to get into and I-"

Keishin quirked a brow when you stopped mid-sentence. "What does it say?"

A broken laugh was the only thing you could manage as you lowered the letter and shook your head. "Un-fucking-believable." You handed the paper over to Keishin, the edge crumpled from where your grip had tightened when you read the decision.

Keishin looked at the page for all of two seconds before he found the bolded 'Congratulations' and a huge grin spread across his face. "You got in!" He was way more excited than you were about this. "This is good news. You can play soccer at the University of Tokyo. Come on, you can't tell me this doesn't make you at least a little happy."

"I wish it did," you answered honestly. "I wish it were that easy."

"It is! It can be." Keishin set the letter down on the counter and took your hands in his. "Student loans, part-time jobs, it's all possible. Sure, it might be a little tricky to work out, but it's totally possible."

When you didn't respond, Keishin hooked his fingers under your chin and tilted your head up to look at him. "Accept the spot at the university. Follow your dream," he told you.

". . . but I'll have to leave you." You felt the words catch in your throat and tried your hardest not to start crying. "You make me happy—you're the first thing that's made me genuinely happy in a long time—and I don't want to leave that for a chance at something that might not even work out."

"But what if it does work out? You don't know that it won't," he said softly. "Don't end up like me, looking back at your past and wondering what might have been if you had just chosen a different path. I know this might seem good enough for now, but how will you feel after ten or twenty years of working the same dead-end job for the same shit pay all while getting treated like shit by people who look down on you? Look at how one day of catering to pretentious assholes made you feel. Do you really want to live the rest of your life like that?"

"But what about you?" you asked, your voice shaky.

Keishin dropped his head, a few stray strands of hair falling into his face. Unlike that morning, when he had been asleep with loose hairs in his face, he looked annoyed and frustrated now. The bags under his eyes and tension lines on his forehead were a stark contrast to the soft, peaceful face you had woken up to that morning.

"Don't throw this away over me," he repeated. "Don't throw your future away over a 26-year-old burnout."

Lip quivering, you sucked in a deep breath. "I thought you were different . . . but you're just like everyone else."

Keishin eyed you. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"You said I should make my own decisions and live my life how I wanted but it was all a facade." You slipped your hand out of his and took a step back. "In the end, you're just like everyone else . . . you think you have a right to plan my future for me without giving me a say in the matter. You want to tell me how to live my life just like my parents."

"How could you say that?" Keishin almost snapped but managed to collect his anger before he did. "All I want is what's best for you."

You scoffed as you wiped a tear from your cheek. "If I had a penny for every time I've heard that I'd have enough money to pay for the University of Tokyo and then you'd get your damn wish . . . I'd be gone."

"When did I ever say I wanted you gone? Why are you so adamant that going to Tokyo means we can't be together?"

"Why are you so against just letting me make my own decision about this?! Why do I have to go to play soccer at that fucking university and leave you? I don't want to leave you!"

"Why not? Why are you so damn hung up on someone like me?!"

"Because I love you!" The two of you froze in place the second those words left your mouth. Chest heaving from the shouting and high emotions, you snapped your mouth shut before you said anything else in the heat of the moment.

Eyes wide, Keishin stared at you like a deer in headlights. "You what?"

You debated whether or not you should repeat what you had said, but by then, the damage had been done. "I love you," you breathed. "And I know you told me not to fall in love with you . . . but I did. I fell hard and fast and now I'm stuck in you and I cannot possibly leave you so please stop asking me to."

You waited for what felt like an eternity for Keishin to say something, say anything. He opened his mouth a few times like he was about to, but nothing ever came out.

"Keishin . . ." You took a cautious step forward. "Please say something."

Keishin swallowed hard before looking you directly in the eyes. "If I said I didn't love you back, would you go?"

You felt your heart crack and the sensation of being punched in the gut spread throughout your entire body. "Is that what you're saying? You don't love me?"

"If I didn't, would you leave?"

You inhaled sharply. "If you look me in the eyes right now and tell me that you don't feel the same way that I do; that everything over the past few months has meant nothing to you, there would be no possible way I could stay in Miyagi," you answered truthfully. "If you tell me that you don't love me and that you never have, I would have no reason to stay in this prefecture."

Keishin's lips parted once more. "Y/N . . . I-" His brown eyes locked onto yours and you could feel what he was about to say even though he never did. "I . . . I can't do this right now."

With that, he brushed past you, grabbed a sweater from the bedroom and threw it on before storming out of the apartment, leaving you and the now cold takeout food alone.

Tears in your eyes and a lump in your throat, you turned to look over your shoulder at the decision letter sitting on the counter, practically taunting you.

You should have thrown the thing out the second your mom dropped it off. Or better yet, maybe you should have never made that deal with Keishin and applied for the university in the first place.

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