#u made her so beautiful im crying sobbing and tearing up

[junjunjunko]

Hiiiiiiiii i drew Eden bc i wanted to practice and her designed resurfaced in my mind so pls accept my humble offering 😔🫴

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OH MY GOD ASFUHGGOUHGHHOUHGHHNHH.....SNIFF SOBS SNIIFFF.... MARZI ITS BEEN SO LONG WAAAAH

I had to do it I had to return the offering somehow.......

#submission #u made her so beautiful im crying sobbing and tearing up #UHHHHHRGFGFAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH #MARZIIIIIIIIIIIIIII #marzipanparty #marzi.. mwah mwah.. #eden! #TH3 CULT!

[gay-dorito-dust]

Can we have more of domestic Jason but now with him needy of touch? 🥹

the reader got out of bed early to go drink water and he wakes up from a nightmare needing her and he thinks she left him and he starts crying in panic, but then she appears and calm him down with kisses, words of affirmation and lots of love.

Thank u! I love ur writing btw!!

I don’t know if this is what you have in mind, the ending might be a little half-assed but I was half asleep whilst making this 🦦also thank you for enjoying my writing! It really means a lot!

Your side of the bed had barely gone cold which indicated that it hadn’t been long ago that you had left but it was the reason why you’ve left that haunted Jason, who was fresh out of a nightmare and drenched in his own sweat and finding difficulty in calming his uneven breaths.

He had meant to reach out to you for comfort.

Only to be greeted by air just as palm of his hand then hit the lukewarm mattress below.

It was enough to break Jason’s resolve as his innate belief that everyone he ever cared for was destined to leave him- especially you- began to worsen with every passing second the longer Jason allowed himself to be poisoned by the possibilities that you were gone. Disappeared. Or worse yet; taken.

‘Y/n?’ He calls out softly.

‘Baby?’ He tries again, a little louder this time, not having realised that his eyes had started to tear up and blur his vision of his dark room, or that a lump in his throat had started to form, making it difficult for him to swallow down his overwhelming anxiety.

‘Don’t leave me here…please don’t leave me all lone.’ Jason pleads with the darkness of his room as though that would be enough to give you back to him. ‘Haven’t I done that enough?’ He then asks as he clenched the bedsheets between his powerful hands, trying to bound himself to something to combat his discomfort in being left alone with his mind for too long. ‘Being left alone when I was proven too difficult to save? Too far gone to be helped? Am I just that broken to be given just a sliver of happiness?’ He cries out at he pressed the palms of his hands into his eyes as he chocked back his own sobs.

Despite building himself a strong body that could endure punishment, the pain of that of an broken heart had been so excruciating it had Jason keeling over in bed, wanting nothing more then to tear it out of his chest as though it burned him; Or was it in fact just phantom pains from a heart that had been hollowed out by the hands of another.

The door to the room opened and golden light flooded in, eradicating the darkness that threatened to swallow him whole. ‘Jason?’ Your voice called out and Jason never felt more alive than he did in hearing you say his name in that angelic voice of yours, so much so that he didn’t notice that he had begun to cry harder but out of relief this time. ‘I thought- I thought you left. I couldn’t feel you. I tried reaching for you but you weren’t there.’ He began to say but was cut off when you brought him tightly into your arms.

‘Im sorry that I kept you waiting my beautiful boy.’ You cooed as your fingers reached up to comb through his hair, nails scratching at his scalp now and then to assure him of your presence. Jason didn’t hesitate to bring you into his lap as he buried his head deep into your shoulder, wiping his tears against your sleep shirt, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care when he was holding onto you as though you were bound to disappear once he lets go. ‘Where did you go?’ He asks. ‘I got a little thirsty and so I went to get a drink of water.’ You explained, kissing him anywhere that was made available to you.

‘You’ve been strong for a long, long time and I’ve never been more prouder of you for holding out as long as you have with everything you’ve been through, it never fails to amaze me how resilient you are Jaybirdie.’ You felt his breathing even out as he began to lean back into the bed, still holding onto you. ‘You’re truly an incredible man for being able to stand on your own two feet and still find it within yourself to fight.’ You softly told him as you continued to hold him in your arms as he squeezed your waist in response. ‘I’m so unbelievably lucky to have someone like you in my life and I will do everything in my power to make you believe that.’ You promised him.

‘Even if it’s impossible and might take forever.’ Jason says, starting to feel the lull of sleep as it began to weigh heavily on his eyelids.

You smile softly, pressing a kiss to his cheek. ‘Even if it takes an eternity I would still find a way to prove just how beautiful you are.’ You replied, nuzzling into him as his bodily warmth began to ease you into a sense of security. ‘You are the most beautiful man I have ever met Jason Todd.’ You moved to look him in the eyes. ‘A butterfly may not be able to see the colour of their wings but that doesn’t retract the fact that they’re undeniably beautiful.’ You added as you pressed a couple of kissed to his forehead. ‘Now gets some sleep my beautiful boy, I’ll be here when you wake up.’

‘You promise?’ Jason asked, biting back a yawn.

‘I’d be stupid to break a promise I made to you.’ You responded, thinking all was said and done when Jason brought a hand up to your face, showing you his outstretched pinky. ‘Pinky promise me that you’ll be here with me when I wake up.’ He says and you smile softly at the inherent innocence of that of a pinkie promise but still went ahead and linked your pinky with his, pressing a kiss to his calloused and scarred hand with reverence before resting it on his chest. ‘I pinky promise that I’ll be here when you wake up. Was that good?’

‘We’ll see in the morning when I get to wake up to you chipmunk.’ Jason replied, holding you more against his chest and fell asleep but you weren’t complying as you soon followed him into dreamland, your pinkies still linked to one another as a reminder of your promise.

#jason todd imagine #jason todd fluff #jason todd x reader #jason todd imagines #jason todd fanfic #jason todd fanfiction #jason todd fic #dc x y/n #dc x you #dc comics x reader #dc x reader #dc imagine #dc fic #dc fanfic #dc fanfiction

[jubiilee13]

I am begging for jealous Mike either angsty or fluff

But just imagine him pouting because we are focused on Abby and he wants our attention

But angst hes suddenly back to when the house was hollow and his parents barely uttered a word to him

YEA YEA YEA YEA NOW WERE TALKING OMG

this literally made me emotional writing it my poor pookie bear hes so wifey he doesnt deserve that

this is not proof read so it may be a bit ass so sorry

love you anon 😍

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It was summer break for Abby, and by this point you and Mike had been dating for a few months.

Mike was… clingy to say the very least.

Not that you minded of course, you thought it was quite cute when he clung to your side at every oppurtunity.

It did interfere at times however...

Now was one of those times.

You sat beside abby at her desk, listening carefully as she explained each little bit of her drawing which was currently in progress.

A gentle smile formed on your lips, and you watched her carefully, your hand combing through her hair as she works.

She continued her rambles, and you cant help but chuckle at her eagerness.

A knock on abbys door tears you from your thoughts, yet abby doesn't flinch, continuing her work as you gently pat her back, telling her you'll be back in a moment.

When you open the door, you meet mikes tired gaze, and you frown a bit, stepping out and closing the door behind you. (to ensure abby's masterpiece making isnt disturbed)

"You ok my darling?" your voice asks, concern evident in your tone.

Mike nods, but it is hesitant, and he immediately begins to ramble nervously "it-its stupid nevermind" he whispers, sounding almost embarrassed as he turns on his heel to leave.

Your gentle hand reaches out to grab his own, eyebrows furrowing with concern.

"Its not stupid, talk to me mike, im here to listen" You say, your grasp on his arm gentle, yet enough to cause him to break.

He lets out a quiet sob, and you dont hesitate to pull him into your arms.

"Hey hey hey im here mike, im here, talk to me, ive got you" you say gently, one hand combing through his hair as he cries into your shoulder.

You let him cry, leading him to the living room couch where he rests his head on your shoulder as he sniffles.

"You wanna talk about it" you mumble, still caressing his hair

He nods softly, taking a few deep breaths to compose himself before he begins to speak.

"I-i- i wasnt g-given much attention as a kid... after garret a-after all my... my mom and d-dad were too wrapped u-up in their grief to... to care... there were nights w-when i had to cook my o-own dinner... i-i i didnt even know how... but burnt food was b-better than starving. even before the w-whole garret thing, he was t-their golden child" he says, taking in another shaky breath as he continues.

"Ever... ever since i started dating y-you... i felt... i felt loved... cared for... but s-sometimes i get... scared that... one day you'll just... stop caring. I-i mean you love abby s-so much- and i d-do too dont get m-me wrong... its s-stupid i know but s-some days i get scared abby w-will be just like garret... and you'll leave me like they did" he whispers, a bit embarassed by his jealousy of his younger sister.

Your face softens, and you pull away to cup his face with your gentle hands.

"Your problems are not stupid, and i love you so much mike, more than i think words can even portray, i will never, and i mean NEVER stop caring about you, you are my sun, moon, and stars, you know that?" you say gently, a smile on your face as you wipe any stray tears that escape his beautiful eyes.

"Im sorry it seems like ive been neglecting you for abby, that girl is just the sweetest and shes like a daughter to me, but never will i ever stop caring for you over her" you say eyes never leaving his own

he sniffles again, and another wave of tears takes over him as he engulfs you in his arms now, body shaking as you comfort him.

The two of you would be ok

It takes time to heal, but deep down mike knew that he had found a keeper, and he wouldnt want to heal with anyone else but you

#mike schmidt #michael afton x reader #mike schimdt x reader #michael afton

[steinwayandhissons]

right so i finally have time to sit down and gather my thoughts - today and yesterday were so chaotic and im running on 4 hours of sleep after doing my grade 8 music theory exam today back in london (probably not a good idea in hindsight but oh well) - sorry in advance for the super long post

oh my god this was one of the most surreal, incredible experiences of my life - it was my first ever gig (other than classical music concerts which are a very different experience!) so everything seemed a bit alien (like the waiting times between acts - that shits long af)

first of all, why was the journey 100x more stressful than the exam i had that morning? i hate british trains - a couple of close calls, a cancelled one 😡 but luckily we made it, bought the merch (poster + tshirt - they were extortionate but im a sucker so i let them take my money) and started queuing (also stressful)

we got in and rushed to the front - we were pretty close, but not right at the barrier, had to ask to swap places with some tall people cos im short and waited

finally the mysterines came on, i listen to their music so i knew the songs they played - they were amazing, but the crowd was kinda dead at that point. the hives were also incredible, you could tell they’d been in showbusiness for a while - the crowd interaction and stage presence was crazy and the crowd definitely responded more enthusiastically

then the main course: it was wild as soon as they walked out the crowd went berserk - during the whole concert they were deafening we were all screaming the lyrics and the riffs i could barely hear the monkeys at times, even during the ‘less popular’ songs it was still very loud (although less loud than the popular ones🤨)

a really cute moment in crying lightning after the solo when he mouthed ‘i just made that up’

they played ritz!!!! oh man singing the dadadadadas back to them was unreal, he got really into the instrumental bit, also at the end of the song he swung his guitar like a golf bat

during 4/5 he blew a kiss to the crowd after singing ‘the only time that we stop laughing is to breathe or steal a kiss’ and gestured to jamie like a gentleman who went centre stage for the outro

there was also a little beef going on next to us where a lady and her obnoxious son started pushing people cos they spilled their drinks, but they got reported and left 😬

mardy bum and fluo made me tear up, i was just basking in the feeling that i was there seeing them in person after all this time following the setlists and each of the concerts virtually and I WAS ACTUALLY THERE at one of the shows like the ones i tracked

there was a beautiful piano interlude before high - i think he was singing “im fucking warmed up now” with a little giggle it was very cute also his voice 🙏 ascending to the heavens

perfect sense was PERFECT! he got out the acoustic and me and my sister were both sobbing my heart couldn’t take it - i posted a video where you can definitely hear a sniff and some cry-singing

when the mirrorball came down during mirrorball i literally lifted my hands and praised the gods for whoever was responsible for creating this man and this band, and they kept it for 505 (he did the neck thing!)

oh my god the body paint outro was fucking insane i was literally standing there in awe as they went off

also after they left before the encore i was terrified they weren’t going to play sculptures cos that’s what happened at i think the last gig so me and my sister were literally manifesting and praying and THEY DID!!!! in the video i took you can literally hear me saying holy shit and celebrating (should i post it and do a voice reveal… also if i do post it you can hear me singing along at the beginning it sounds so bad i swear normally i can sing in tune but i literally could not hear myself it was so powerful)

finally dancefloor and r u mine were bangers, crowd went crazy again

it was funny that you could instantly recognise the tiktok fans by the difference between when 505 played vs mirrorball for example. there was also this tall guy who was standing next to us and slowly started migrating in front of us during the course of the show and he was just there didn’t sing along to any songs didn’t put his arms in the air - the contrast between me screaming all the lyrics to pretty visitors (yes that was my time to shine) and him just standing there 🤷‍♀️ like that’s embarrassing at this point could never be me

also regarding the people who didn’t like how they couldn’t sing along because alex slows the tempo this is absolutely fucking false - he plays with the tempo slightly towards the ends of songs or the ends of sections, which was actually very tastefully done but other than that the tempo was very constant - some songs like teddy picker and pretty visitors were actually even faster than their studio versions

also i was on the tube on my way back and overheard this guy say to someone else that he looked younger than alex (he was 43) - this guy was balding, with greying hair and an almighty dad bod and all i remember thinking is ‘not with that hairline you dont’

but oh man all of them were showstopping - matt truly is an agile beast on the drums, jamie’s solos always slapped, nick was perfect as usual - i was sad i couldn’t see him much from the other side but his blue trousers 🥰, of course alex 1000000% delivered, he was so commanding and mesmerising to watch, despite not having the ostentatious and flamboyant stage presence of say the hives - there was just something inwardly spellbinding and otherworldly about him

anyway i was completely knackered (standing tickets are no joke!) and i had to get up in less than 5 hours for my exam - was completely dead 👍 but this was a complete and utter dream, id been so excited for over 8 months to see them in person. anyways i never want to see another human being ever again god there were enough people there to last a lifetime

also a bit of a ps - it was a bit weird travelling into london again today, i was listening to my playlist on spotify with headphones and every time an am song came up, i felt a bit sick to my stomach, but not in a bad way, it was just because i was hit with the feeling that nothing could ever compare to seeing them live, and the revelation of ‘oh shit i saw them play this song yesterday irl’ kind of rattled me and the fact that it’ll be a few or even more years when they release a new album and tour again and ill never be able to witness this again until then when im so much older was crushing…..

now that it’s over -> yay post concert depression

again sorry for the long post 😭 xxx

#arctic monkeys #the car tour #emirates night 1 #so sorry this is like a fucking essay #alex turner #matt helders #jamie cook #nick o malley

[celestie0]

IT’S CELESTIEFAN3000 i have to say i like tumblr way more than ao3 so i’ll be using this to comment from now on 😋 But i would like to personally thank you for writing chapter 9, your author voice is genuinely so appealing and HONESTLY you could pass off as a literal professional author if I didn’t know this was fanfiction!

Now for the uglier feelings: (please ignore typos or other mistakes i wrote a lot. I am very normal about kickoff, obviously)

I SOBBED LIKE A BABY MIDWAY AND BECAME A CRYING SOUND EFFECT AT THE END OK OK OKAYYYYYYY 😭😭💫💫 I’m still dizzy and lightheaded from the effect ur writing gives me (THIS IS A GOOD THING) it’s so addicting i need more😭‼️ UGHHHH the way you build that exact RIGHT amount of comfort to compensate for the suffering you’ve but us through but still managed to EDGE US AT THE END . I WISH YOU WEREN’T SO GOOD AT THIS FANFICTION THING, BECAUSE DAMN! 😭😭😭😭

The scenes were so fucking beautiful, I love the peaceful atmosphere that rain gives and how you were able to contrast that as an escape from that horrible loud and noisy bar to just a horrible man!!!!! You really know how to direct scenes and i can not express in words how much they mean to me 🥹🥹😭😭😭

I feel like I’ve overused the crying face emoji too much in my ask BUT I ACTUALLY MEAN IT HERE EVERY TIME I can fill an entire glass up of my tears that kickoff caused me to shed alone 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Everything was just great vegetables, this chapter will definitely be haunting me while I sleep but it ended with an amazing scenario to build off of and dream about RIGHT?☺️ Anyway, my last words here are that I admire how you’ve been working on this project for around a couple months now nonstop, but the quality has not dropped and has instead improved despite it getting really tiring the more you carry on with it! Maybe that’s just how I feel about finishing what I’ve started LMAO but it’s so impressive every time I see someone able to pull that off, I’ve seen some fics succumb to the tragedy of “i-just-want-to-get-this-over-with-because-the-concept-no-longer-interests-me-anymore”-ness 😔 BUT WITH KICKOFF! I’m so happy that the author is as passionate about the characters and plot in their fanfiction as I am, and hard work really does pay off! (for the reader, hard work is waiting 3 weeks for a new fic— but the read’s always better the longer you wait 😉)

My ADHD really came out here I deeply apologize but my ACTUAL final words are: I wish I had a bf like gojo, Oh My God You Are A Legend Ellie, You are most deserving person of meeting Gojo Satoru FIRST if he ever comes to life, it is 1am haha so i’m sleeping now ☺️🤍 Celestiefan300 out!

MY SWEET ANGEL BB CELESTIEFAN3000 😭🫶🏼💕💕 HI DEAR

UMM CAN I JUST SAY IM AB TO SOB ALR JUST FROM HOW LONG THIS ASK IS ??? PLS FORGIVE MY URGE TO RESPOND TO EVERY ASPECT OF IT

thank you sm for the compliments on the writinf omg i rly feel comin into my own now n finding my voice as i continue to write more so seeing u say that esp as a long term reader is just ssooo dhddldfk 🥺💕 brb gonna cry

PLS IM SO SORRY FOR THE SAD EMOTIONSS aaa yes the baby steps to build their relationship has been……baby stepping indeed LOL but it was so nice to write the scene at rhe end where gojo comforts her 😭💕 so excited to write lovey dovey gojo now

OMG STOPPP w the nice words i will literally eat u for breakfast🧍🏻‍♀️the contrast w the soothing rain & hectic bar scene 😭 u pointing that out just made me soooo freaking happyy and wahh im so glad the scenes resonate w you :””) <33

ME TOO I FEEL IM HOLDING BACK ALL THE 😭😭😭 WMOJIS I COULD USE READING THIS ASK

awhh thanks darling im so happy kickoff has ur continued interest and AW to hear its improving means sm to me 🥺💕 im so passionate ab it, it has been so cathartic to write, and although its also hard to write sometimes bc of the personal aspects, it’s so joyous to me and i look forward to seeing it thru to the end w the same amt of passion. HAHAHA its hard work to read tho damn 😮‍💨 ur not wrong!! and also yes i too will be daydreaming of what happens next 🤣

my final words: i love u sm, YOU deserve a satoru (but i will gladly have him too if u say so🙈), so blessed to have u as a reader, and please get some good sleep my love <33

eeeeeee 🫶🏼💕

#celestiefan3000 #my love my life #kickoff #asks #anon

[astraystayyh]

OH MY GOD MY FAVORITES??? HOW CAN I CHOOSE THERES SO MANY UR SO CRUEL TO ME </3 (jk)

Ok ok I’ll give u some of my favorites hehe cuz I can’t simply choose just one

Volcano. Automatically Volcano. Might even be my number one?? Literally any time I listen to Volcano now I think of this fic. Like it was just PERFECTION on top of PERFECTION almost made me cry I loved it so much. You packed so many details into it too and I really love coming back to it every once in a while to see what else I catch that I missed before. Also Hannie??? I love my Hannie ok. Volcano was just a masterpiece and I loved her sm truly deserves the best.

Invisible Thread up next! Part one is one of the first fics I read by you I think? Took me a while to come on anon ik ik 🫡 but both parts were just *chef’s kiss* and I loved how they intertwined with each other and complimented each other perfectly. They built off one another and you really saw the character development and growth reading from each part like 🥹 loved her sm. Part two was also a nice comfort for me cuz I wasn’t feeling well when it came out but reading it felt like a warm hug and I really appreciated that comfort at the time.

You’re in the Wind, I’m in the Water is gonna be my third choice hehe. I absolutely love how Hyunjin’s photos birthed this cuz it was so BEAUTIFUL??? And part two absolutely had me hooked. I really loved the sequences and I’m an absolute romance fiend so I was really loving the second part hehe.

Ok I’m not done cuz I can’t forget your drabbles too??? I love them equally hehe. First off the Seungmin drabble where you realize you don’t have to act a certain way around him. Mmm yup that one hit I loved it and wanna give it a lil smoochie. I feel like Seungmin was such a perfect choice for that.

Keeping the Seungmin train going, the other drabble you made where he comforted the reader who tends to bottle up their emotions. Again, hit very hard but was such a great comfort.

Okee last drabble would beeeeee the Chan one of him being proud of you at the end of a hard day. I love comfort fics and you really write them well hehe.

I’ll end this off by also saying I really love all your Hyunjin brain rots too. Like your essay I asked you to write about why you love him? Had me in tears. I just really loved reading it and I feel your understanding of the members REALLY blossoms all of your writings more. Cuz like, you understand them deeper than some may. That’s how I feel at least. I think that really helps to make the fics you write, even just the mini drabbles, feel so much more alive.

I love you, I love your brain, I love your writing, and I’m excited to see what you come up with next year <3

(Also sorry this was long lol)

-💫

YOU ARE THE ABSOLUTE BEST TO ME I WANNA REACH THROUGH MY PHONE AND SQUEEZE YOUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! thank you for loving Volcano this much it truly blows my mind that u think of it whenever u listen to volcano because that song is so so so beautiful and for u to associate my work with it..... sobbing in the corner, seriously.

EEEE INVISIBLE THREAD!!! so omg u've been here for a while now THANK YOU FOR STAYING!!!! :'))) and thank you for appreciating the part two as well, it wasn't really action heavy just very healing and human so to know it brought you some comfort? wahhhh warms my heart :(((

HYUNE pool pics will forever go down history like he was insane for that absolutely crazy and i love him so much for it because i think it's my favorite fic too??? it was just from the heart:'))) AND ORANGE!!! hehehhehe im so happy u liked it u are validating the hopeless romantic in me too

THE DRABBLES U REM THEM TOO ☹️☹️☹️☹️ seung is such a comfort figure right writing hurt/comfort for him comes so easily i love him very dearly,, and the chan one ;;;;; his msg that day made me tear up OUR BOYS ARE THE SWEETEST.

thank you for loving my hyune brainrots ;;;;; i love your questions about him the most like you GET ME we get each other thank u for giving me space to talk about him and I LOVE YOU THE MOST, seriously, you always say such sweet and heartwarming things about my writing it makes me so so so so happy. you make this place so much brighter ur emoji fits u so well because u are like a twinkle and light in my life ;;; thank u for existing and for being so kind to me i truly appreciate you more than i could ever express <333

#sahar's.asks <3 #💫 anon

[baeshijima]

its midnight and im sobbing over episode 8 of tot i hate it here

(SPOILERS KINDA UTC BUT NOT REALLY BUT ALSO KINDA???? not really story related but moreso character related stuff,,,, but there is ome big spoiler so this still counts 🐥)

first off

HELLO!???

THE CGSBSKANDNSKSN SOBBING SCREECHING CRYING THROWING UPSLANSNS

IM NOT A VYN STAN BUT I CAN APPRECIATE BEAUTIFUL PPL 😭😭🫶

no but this episode was so heavy and extremely emptional holy fuck?? ngl i enjoy the stories for the plot and thriller aspects bc they are really good + do represent real world issues, but my god i think this was one of, if not the most emtional ones???

genuinely my heart aches for rio and especially lowe :((

on that note pls look at how beautiful my beloved lowe lear is hes so babygirl skrunkle and i wanna give him all the hugs and headpats in the world bc he deserves them and so much more pls can we see him appear again in future eps ahhdk 🥹

okay no but laura… literally breaks into tears just thinking abt her sacrifice so that lowe could be free and wouldnt tie his life down to make a cure to save her….

no but as soon as tot said she hid the knife i knew how it was gonna end but i didnt think it would be THAT emotional 😭

honestly the scenes from the laura-lowe confrontation to the sacrifice scene on the deck of the cruise was so tragically beautiful and im just???? why cant anyone be happy in this game gdi hyv im outside ur window rioting so make the npcs happy 🐥

once again so thankful i use simplified chinese voiceovers bc my god that was so impactful…. lowes pain and desperation…. rios distraught…. lynnes pain…. lauras weak and soft speech… god im such a sucker for angst and just pure heart-wrenching plots and this took the cake 😔 the further we progress main story wise, the more my heart strays from happiness :’>

but on a lighter note, look at my awkward baby howard owning up and knowing the true rights and wrongs :(( honestly made me go 🥹 when he said this BDKDK

AND ALSO HUEY 😭😭 i love him sm and im so glad we got to hear from him??? plus the fact hes happier now, has a good relationship with his parents and made friends makes my heart so full and was such a nice way to close off the ep (we ignore the reveal artem gave followed by the pov switch ahahhabdms)

and the fact he asked us to save lowe :((( dw sweetie if hyv wont let us in game have more lowe cameos i can always imagine them 🫡

bUT ALSO HELLO?????

hi sir u look like every black hair red eyed manhwa dad ever and i think thats so hot of u haha 🫶

also f jerome in the end scene when this guy talked abt him detonating the bomb on the cruise 😭

#tears of sophie ; not themis #lowe…. beloved…. meow meow…. skrunkle…. honeybunch…. sobs….. #my eyes are gonna be puffy but idc it was so worth spending those 20 s-chips to finish the story tonight 😭 #now i can focus on the anomalies…

[straightfromthetorturedpoetsdept]

Hello, hope you're having a good day

I love reading your songs' analysis but I don't get very well your analysis of The great war. What made you think this is the break up song ? Like what lyrics? I think I agree with your pov but I need more details to make my mind

Okay, so, have you listened to hits different? Do you know about the girl who lives in delusion?

The great war is kind of like this for me. First, the great war means the FIRST world war. In the context of this relationship, this is the FIRST war they had to fight. In my opinion, it is about kissgate and how she went on twitter to deny kaylor which was the betrayal that she dealt to karlie.

Let me back up, taylor has repeatedly referred to true love as golden. This is how she views her relationship with Joe, because it's not burning red. The way taylor describes falling in love is "flying towards the sun" and so when a relationship goes bad, you've flown TOO close to the sun. You're so blinded by the light that you keep flying towards it even as your feathers are melting off, Icarus.

She says in the bridge that this love was "burned for the better" which we know is incompatible with how she views true love, aka for her that's joe. Burned here implies this is an unhealthy relationship but the war imagery should tip you off to that before you get to the bridge.

So back to the song, she has started the song off with imagery of fighting and the use of the pronoun "her," and remember this is a song off an album where the theme is literally "if one thing had been different, would everything be different today?" So the song starts off with taylor thinking back to how her knuckles were bruised like violets from fighting this war.

Violet is queer coded specifically for sapphics with a whole history there, as well. So, there is another queer flower being used as imagery here.

"Cursed you as I sleep-talked, spineless in my tomb of silence" this is clearly about kissgate to me. She is having nightmares of where it all went wrong and she is tracing it back to kissgate in 2014 (?)

Crimson clover is another gay floral reference, crimson & clover is a song about sapphic love for example. Anyways, sweet dream was over gives me gold rush vibes and I have nothing else to say about it other than this.

Once we get to the chorus, we have already changed history. "Tears on the letter" brings me to closure, where the reality is karlie apologizing to her (maybe?) And taylor resenting that letter because she remembers how it used to be, how it could have been. But in the song, I think she is saying she wrote a letter crying and vowing not to fight anymore if they could survive kissgate.

I think in reality, this actually happened (karlie sobbing with her head in her hands) but taylor said something to push her away and this started the beginning of the end of their relationship.

So, the second verse I can only interpret as Karlie telling her to trust her more (maybe taylor accused her of wanting them to be caught? This is speculation but im giving an ex so u can see my train of thought of what I think the verse represents) but here is like present taylor speaking through past taylor saying "diesel is desire, you were playing with FIRE" so here is the burning imagery again. You can write a whole thesis on this line and the beautiful metaphor it is for unhealthy relationships but I'll just say here that she is saying that the desire between the two women burned up them inside until there was nothing left of what they had.

"The bombs were close" is a reference to the phone call drama that I think signals the end of their relationship for real because Karlie lost interest in her as her reputation tanked and also the way she was treating Karlie was probably not okay because she was valuing fame over the two of them.

And here she is saying "my hand was the one you reached for all throughout the great war" because karlie wanted them to go public but she was too afraid to live her truth. "Always remember the burning embers" is also another hint that she's talking about a past relationship due to that burning red metaphor she likes to use for break up songs.

Then we get into the bridge which solidifies it for me because "it turned into something bigger" feels so my tears ricochet to me. We know Taylor was betrayed by Karlie somehow in the masters situation and she is literally saying that their relationship war turned into "something bigger" because kissgate was the catalyst for karlie betraying her and causing her to lose her masters in the way that she did. "Even on my worst day, did I deserve babe all the hell you gave me" hell is depicted as a burning inferno and "raining hellfire" is what this line references to me.

Somewhere in the haze = the lavender haze

Got a sense I'd been betrayed = masters situation

Your finger on my HAIRPIN trigger = right where you left me, you won't let me come out because of our history, you had to kill me but it killed you just the same because she is queerifying pin triggers, which is a gun term that modifies it to SHOOT FASTER. The brilliance here is *chefskiss*

But remember, we're still in the time period of kissgate so this is where I make the connection to hits different bridge and outro because it feels like a complete shift in tone where Taylor does decide to trust karlie after kissgate but karlie is now falling out of love with her because karlie looked up at her with "honor and truth" during kissgate and so she called off the troops because she was the one hurting Karlie in the kissgate situation and vowed to find a way to leave her record label maybe?

She called off the troops, which I think is her record label, and I think this means she was trying to find a way to leave them for the 2 of them to go public. But we also know that karlie cheated on her during their relationship because of the way she talks about the emotions behind August.

And the most devastating part of this entire song is "that was the night I thought I lost you, I really thought I lost you" for me because it is the thing she is changing about this entire situation. This WAS the night she lost her because in reality, there was 2 great wars in history.

The Great War foreshadows the coming of a second war in the context of this relationship because people really celebrated the end of the war like it was the last bloodshed they'd see on that scale again. This is why I think it's like hits different because it wouldn't make sense for her to be saying "there is no second great war" with the context of the great war not being a break up song.

Like, in order for this to be a happy song, you would have to ignore the historical context that she is referring to specifically by using the name "the great war." And this is why ultimately to me, this is a break up song because this song is about the feeling of believing you've won before walking straight into a checkmate trap.

Then she used funeral imagery here much like she used it in so it goes for the bridge in that song too. She says "we can plant a memory garden" why would they need to plant a memory garden of they are still together.

A memory garden implies remembering someone who died at war, and then the "place a poppy in my hair" and "there's no morning glory" "it was war, it wasn't fair" these all feel like the aftermath of kissgate on their relationship.

Like yeah, they "won" the battle of kissgate but their relationship was altered by the events of this so greatly it caused a greater, bloodier war.

Again, you cannot divorce the historical context she is using in this song from your analysis and the context is "people thought ww1 was the great war because they couldn't foresee how their actions caused a CHAIN REACTION that led to the second world war" like that is the context.

The singer here, taylor, couldn't see how her actions started a domino effect that would cause Karlie to betray her during the masters situation, leading to their metaphorical death as a couple.

They survived the great war and she vowed she'd always be Karlie's but we know that's not true and that's why it's a break up song, anon.

I love you, thank you so much for this.

#ask and you shall receive #anon love #taylor swift #gaylor #kaylor #midnights #the great war

[fuwushiguro]

hope you're having a great day luxe <3

i know that you probably get a ton of asks about wusyaname and maybe its a bit tiring to read about it but you dont understand how much i love the dynamic. mean!megumi?? nobody writes him like you do. im genuinely in love with your writting style. i love how reader is a torn between yuji and megumi. i love how reader is trying to convince herself of possibly feelings shes trying to deny all while trying her best in staying loyal to yuji- who- doesnt have contact with her for a while (up until the latest chapter(s) AND megumi is kind of warming up to her(WHICH WAS AMAZINGLY WRITTEN) and honestly, im not sure what to think about wusyaname!megumi now cuz as much as i wanna love him hes just done so many things man 😭 and also can we talk about the pacing? literally perfect. absolutely, genuinely, perfect. one issue i have with reading is i cant seem to find the fics with good pacing. its either too slow or too fast-paced. and wow, yours though? it had my CAPTIVATED and gripping my seat for the next chapter istg. im so happy with how all your works turn out. and not only do i love wusyaname, i thoroughly enjoyed you deserve roses and you know this ohhh lord i cannot tell you how good this was. literally brought me to tears. i know this was a little while ago but i still think about it daily <3 it was so beautifully written, you have the hands of angels i swear. your writting literally cured my acne and made my lactose intolerance go away. that fr tho had me crying and sliding down my wall. i dont know why i torture myself with cheating fanfics it HURTS man but i am so happy i read the ones you wrote because i got a taste of fucking HEAVEN. and the one sentence that went like "he was yours before his wife came" (i know its not exact) had my heart hurting man. i was literally sobbing why do i do this to myself 😭 it was so fucking deep and quite literally made me cry, oh my God, that was heavenly luxe. you are the most talented writter ever, i swear.

thank you luxe for everything you do please have an amazing day/night/evening <33 (also i saw your rb on sending long messages lol i finally have the courage to write this now <3)

wusyaname asks are pretty much the only ones i get about my fics which is always welcome i love talking about it so i dont mind if u wanna come here and gush over it hehe, gives me a reason to keep writing it! i dont even remember how i got the idea for bully megumi and this entire series but ive been writing it for over a year now and im so glad i decided to continue writing and that so many people have stuck with it and are still reading it to this day 🥺

but O M G that toji fic killed me!! another one i loved writing since it was based on a dream so im glad i have that fic to remember it in a weird way? like, it was a horrible dream where I woke up crying but it's cool that I dreamt about my absolute fave it was v cool in a way. its v v v emotional I definitely added a lot more plot into the fic but the dream was a bit different and just SO emotional wow.............

but omg thank you so much for your praise im not sure i deserve it tbh but i appreciate it so much! thank you for sending me such a sweet and beautiful ask it means the world to me, truly. feel free to send an ask whenever u wanna chat or anything pls dont be shy i dont bite <3

#luxe mail 💰

[sennaverstappendiary]

the netherlands grand prix ✩ 27.08.2023

i genuinely don't even know where to start with this. my favorite race of all time (suzuka 90 is a close second). i was there. what a fucking masterpiece genuinely i don't know where to start?? ah??? so i guess i'll just... start???

the summer hadn't been too kind to me, but let's not get into that too much because truly who cares (i'm trying to get over something here), but it was my bday and this was my first race as a 21 year old ^_^ 💕🥺☀️☀️🌷🌷 and this race means much to me than just... best race of the season (which it truly fucking is btw like believe me if you think s1ngap0re was better u gotta unfollow me i'm sorry blud 💀💀💀)

sooo. erm. let me start with free practice!!! hey yeah i don't ever watch fp, but. guess what. I WAS THERE‼️‼️‼️‼️🥺🥺🥺 i had gotten tickets for zandvoort day one, and i'm beyond glad that i did. so so many good memories. i got so fucking sunburned 🥺☀️☀️. i saw vallteri on his bike on the way to the track (me and all the other verstappies in the bus waved at him and he very awkwardly waved back 😁😁😁😁😭😭😭😭 love u val) watching f1 cars, seeing rocky and max irl... it was beyond everything. i loved it so fucking much. i got my rbr jacket (🥰🥺💕🙏💥) there, along with just very good and nice memories :,)... no offense to daniel but seeing daniel break his wrist live was also very fucking.. lets say interesting 😵😵😵😵 i do NOT wish anyone harm btw genuinely very genuinely but that's a memory that will stick w me forever.... btw the fact i got a sunburn is very funny considering there was no sun to be seen on race day LOOOL. also george? new haircut? gax? what the fuck was this weekend (take me back)

i regret that i didn't go to qualifying irl, but we ball ⛹️‼️‼️‼️💥💥 qualifying made me saauuurrr nervous... as always but now i was about 40x more nervous than usual. i think i shed a fucking tear when max got p1. the actual qualifying session wasn't toooo crazy i guess 😭😭😭 but i was just SO happy that our baby got pole... i was so happy 🥰🥰🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷 OH AND ALEXANDER ALBON I SEE U. ALEEEEEEEEEXXXXXXXXXX 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

race day. 27/08/2023 will be in the history books for fucking ever and i'm so serious 🥺💕💘 not only the race with the most overtakes EVER. not only the race where max won his ninth gp in a row. but. we got the cutest fucking video of max and the grid before the race. my mom forced me to go to lunch with her and our family (🙄🙄🙄 /lh) and i was stressing SO fucking hard that we wouldn't make it back in time... and then i saw that beautiful video. the grid loves max so much it makes me feel sick??? 🥺🥺🥺💕💕‼️💥💥‼️‼️🌷🌷🌷 LIKE HOWWWW cutieful is he. jesus christ. anyway. i come back 3 minutes before race start. i'm shaking crying throwing up. and then the rain starts. me and my dad look at each other like erm whadda scallop... race starts. absolute fucking chaos. but what a beautiful chaos it was - the vibes were SO good. fernando slaying, max slaying, LIAM LAWSON slaying 🥺🥰🥺🥰🥺💌💕💌💕💌 genuinely i rewatched this race and my takeaway was that YES actually zandvoort DOES deserve a 10/10. argue with da wall. ALSO after the race. max with the nine gesture. our monarch looking like he wants to kiss max. that lady serenading max with the wilhelmus (????). MAX SPEAKING DUTCH (i did a walter white and dropped to the floor sobbing im being so fucking serious) 🥺🥺🥺🥺🙏🙏💕💕💕💕💌💌💌💌 this race is my roman empire and i love it so fucking much. thank you zandvoort.

✩ song of the race: summerlove - s connection

yaassss summer vibes... yaasssss max verstappen slay... yasss... 🥺🍹🌷✨

✩ extra: a small photodump

#dutch gp 2023 #(singapore comment is hyperbolic!)

[baroquebucky]

touch

soulmate au where when you touch your soulmate you see glimpses of your future with them; the winter soldier touches you and realizes there’s so much more out there

series masterlist // next

part one

word count: 1.7k

masterlist

a/n: hi bffs !! hope u all enjoy this !! i am a sucker for soulmate au’s <3 let me know what u guys think and if u guys want a part 2 !!!

Bucky awoke to the sound of the guards unlocking the door, the metal creaking as Alexander Pierce walked in, waving the guards off to leave the two alone.

“you have another mission today” the man spoke smoothly, bucky getting up from his small bed and staring at the man infront of him, “you need to finish this before it gets out of hand” pierce spoke, eyeing the soldier as he stared blankly ahead.

“Do you understand?” He questioned, bucky looked at him, nodding his head silently as the guards took him out, taking him to get ready for his mission.

He had stopped resisting, he had nothing left, he couldn’t remember much and he had no idea who he even was. Bucky followed the motions, suiting up and grabbing his weapons alongside the other HYDRA agents.

You frowned at steve and natasha, grumbling to yourself as Sam let you into the house.

“im y/n, sorry about these two” you smiled at the man, extending your hand out and turning to your two friends.

“thank you for coming y/n, we really need you” Steve spoke, natasha nodding in agreement as she dried her hair slowly.

“yeah, yeah everyone always needs me” you joked, sitting next to them and rubbing your eyes, “woke me up from my nap so this better be good” you spoke, crossing your arms over your chest and leaning back.

Steve and natasha explained the situation, telling you what they knew about the winter soldier, you soaked in the information, attempting to google him but coming up with almost nothing.

“hm, so you want me to do what, exactly” you questioned, looking at the trio staring back at you.

“fight with us, help us, we have to stop HYDRA” Steve spoke, looking at natasha before continuing, “i don’t know who to trust and” he sighed, “we know we can trust you, are you in?”

You smiled, getting up and pulling the three in for a hug, sams eyes going wide.

“of course I’m in, i care about you guys too much to let you die alone” you chuckled, pulling away, looking at Sam before speaking up, “no ones dying by the way, right?”

The four of you were on the rooftop, getting information out of Sitwell, laughing when natasha kicked him off.

“What about that girl from accounting, Laura?” Natasha spoke, looking at Steve as he thought about the woman’s name.

“Lillian! Lip piercing right?” Natasha nodded and Steve shook his head.

“yeah I’m not ready for that” you laughed at the two lightly.

“you should get with the time have a little fun!” You teased, Natasha smiling as you sided with her, nodding her head excitedly.

As Sam brought Sitwell back you began the interrogation, threatening to throw the man off for good is he didn’t start talking. Your eyes were steely and they let you handle him, getting all the information you needed.

“i didn’t know you could be so-” sam stopped, trying to find the right words.

“evil?” Natasha offered.

“terrifying?” Steve chuckled and Sam nodded.

“Insight launched in 16 hours” you spoke up, checking your phone, Natasha nodded speaking up after you, “we’re cutting it kinda close here.”

Steve looked ahead with furrowed brows nodding his head, “well use him to bypass the DNA scans and bypass the helicarriers directly.”

Sitwell scoffed next to you, blabbering on about you something, you rolled your eyes, going to say something when someone reached through the window and threw him out, your eyes going wide.

“what the fuck!” You screeched, looking up and seeing who you assumed was the winter soldier.

Your eyes were wide as you stared out the windshield, a tug in your chest as you saw him sliding across the concrete, steadying himself with his metal arm.

Natasha pulled her gun out, aiming at the man. A car rear ended you, pushing you forward and knocking your wind out. The soldier jumped atop the car, holding on tight as the truck behind you pushed you all foward.

Sam pressed on the breaks, trying to steer away from the other cars. A metal hand reached through the windshield and tore the steering wheel out from his grasp.

“shit!” Sam yelled, eyes wide as the car drove into another, Natasha reaching her gun and shooting in hopes of hitting the masked man.

Steve grabbed onto the three in the front, looking back at you with wide eyes.

“go!” You yelled, scrambling to open the door before the car crashed into the wall.

“hang on!” Steve called, jumping out, with you bracing yourself for the impact seconds after, you flew out the door, hitting the ground with a thud.

You ran to join natasha and Sam, ducking behind cars to avoid the bullets, finally pulling out your pocket knife and hitting one of the men in the chest, running again as they shot at you three even more.

You and natasha jumped down, holding onto her as she shot something under the bridge to swing from.

The two of you landed safely, you pointed to the shadow of the solider, running alongside her to shoot at the man.

You both aimed and fired, hitting his giggled and causing him to turn back. You let out a sigh, hoping they would give you a minute to recover. You both ran for cover as he leaned back over, machine gun in hand and shooting wildly.

“fucks sake” you let out, breathless as you aimed to shoot back at him, running for cover once again, hiding behind the parked cars. Your eyes focusing on the bus steve had fallen into, relief flooding your body when you saw him jumping out and hiding behind the shield safely, eyes moving to the highway and seeing Sam shooting from above.

“I’m gonna leave this recording here, ill sneak up behind him and then you try and get him, we can double team him” Natasha spoke, you nodded, letting her record the memo before setting it down and running.

Your heart raced as you saw the soldier approach the vehicle, waiting for the right moment to strike. As Natasha ran to tackle him from behind you noticed the amount of people still around you, the explosion next to you sending people flying.

“shit” you mumbled, running to help them as Natasha held her own.

“get out of the way! Run! Get out of here” you yelled, pointing at those in frenzy to run in the opposite direction, you glanced over your shoulder, Natasha being thrown into a car.

As you turned to help her you noticed a little girl crying, alone. You debated for a second before running up to her, taking her in your arms and handing her off to some random adult who was fleeing.

Natasha had messed the man arm up, joining her in her sprint as you all yelled for people to move and to take cover. You heard the whirl of a bullet and natasha groan, doubling over next to a car.

“take of her!” Steve yelled, holding off the soldier. You let eyes were wide, putting pressure on Natasha wound and looking around.

“you’re gonna be fine” you told her, looking into the car and breaking the window with your elbow, opening the compartment in the passengers seat and smiling when you found a first aid kit.

“come on” you mumbled, moving her gently and cleaning the wound, doing your best with what little you had. You tried to bandage her, the sound of the bullets hitting Steve’s shield making your hands shake.

“go help them, I’ll be fine” Natasha groaned out, you hesitated before nodding, running to where Steve was.

You hid behind a car, watching as he shoved a knife into a van, barely missing Steve’s head.

You jumped from behind the car as Steve reached to grab his shield, hitting the metal armed man, you used your body weight to twist him back.

Visions flashed in your eyes, quick flashes of a man with a charming smile and beautiful blue eyes. The sound of laughter echoing in your ears as the mask fell besides you. You saw the two of you cuddled up on a couch, you saw two two of you watching a sunset while on a picnic, giggles falling from your mouth.

Bucky saw it too, his mind flashing with pictures of a life he didn’t recognize, seeing you, his mission in them. He saw you cuddled at his side, he saw you on a stage together singing with lyrics on a screen, he saw the two of you rescuing a white cat from the rain. Bucky saw you holding out a present for him, a bright smile on you face, he saw you throwing flour at him in a kitchen, cookies baking in an over.

He stayed on the ground, memories who he used to be flooding his mind, hope of who he could become clouding his judgement.

Tears brimmed in his eyes as he looked up at you, standing in front of Steve with an equally shocked look on your face.

“it’s you” you breathed out, your heart tugging in your chest as your eyes met his blue ones, they were cloudy and they were broken but god, you already loved them.

“it’s you” he whispered. A year rolling down his face before HYDRA agents surrounded you all.

“Bucky?” Steve spoke, finally getting a good look at the man.

The super soldier stayed quiet, panic in his eyes and he looked at you, setting his weapon down. You made a move to run to him, but Sam flew in, knocking him feet away from you, Natasha soon launching a grenade.

“no!” You screamed, running to where he was. He was gone.

“No! Please i just found him no!” You cried, sinking to you knees, Sam ran over to you, holding you tightly as you sobbed, agents surrounding the four of you and telling you all to get down on your knees.

You sobbed into sams chest, only leaving his embrace when the agents ripped you from him.

Buckys eyes were wide as he sat in the chair, his heart racing as he recalled your face, your hair. He recalled the flashes he saw, his future with you.

He had something to hold onto, he had something to fight for, someone to survive for. He thought about the man who was next to you, he was familiar, he was in his old memories.

Buckys mind raced, knowing they would wipe his memories, he soaked in every last detail, praying he could hold onto to what he had after they wiped him.

He could hold onto you, his hope.

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[obesericewrites]

MOTHERFUCKER OKAY SO LIKE THE LAST ASK HAS ME CRYING BECAUSE I THOUGHT OF A SCENARIO.

I was recently rewatching steven universe and one of the episodes made me cry like a bitch. What if like the kid was the reason on MC's death. Lets imagine that for the kid to be born, it would cost them the MC's life. Basically what happened to rose that shi if u get what I mean.

Okay so the one episode where steven found the lion and pearl freaked out because they realized maybe they didn't know rose that well? Imagine that with the ros.

The kid finds something that had belonged to their deceased parent that the ros knew nothing about. While the kid is excitedly telling them about it the ros can't help but frustration bubbling up inside of them

The kid can't figure out for the life of them what they did wrong but the more they try to push it the more agitated and angry the parent gets until they eventually snap.

This prompts the ro to walk out and go missing for a few hours. They're unreachable and basically no one can find them.

While looking for their parent, the kid finds them in this beautiful but very secluded place. They see their parent standing there, looking off into the distance. Their eyes are red and their cheeks are stained with tears.

(i like to imagine them having the conversation pearl and steven had)

I AM NO WRITER SO PLEASE BEAR WITH MY SHITTY WRITING.

"you have to tell me what's wrong..."

" ...sometimes...you even sound like mc." The Ro takes a shaky breath before speaking again. "do you remember this place?"

"do you have any of their memories?" They follow up, before finally looking over to their kid who resembled their love so much it was haunting.

"we were right here... Over 10 years ago." They whisper as they looked around the place they had taken the mc not knowing that this would be the last time they'd be together. The memory replays in their mind and they feel their knees give out.

The kid rushes to them but stops short when they were a few feet away from them.

"Everything I ever did...I did for them." They sob, "Now they're gone...but I'm still here..."

"..."

"Sometimes, I wonder if they could see me through your eyes..." They sigh, "I wonder what they think of me now..."

"well..." The kid sits besides them and doesn't hesitate to hug their parent. "i think you're pretty great..."

IM SORRY THIS GOT SO FUCKING LONG

THIS IS SO GOOD?! IMMA LET THAT MF COMMENT SLIDE BC YOU WROTE THIS IN THE MOST BEAUTIFUL WAY!! I won’t even summarize this as it pretty much explains itself!! 💜 ALSO REFERRING TO THIS ASK HERE!!

M: It had been hours. It felt so long and the tension from them snapping was still in the child’s spine. Dawn had tried to keep them distracted, asking the child to explain the things they found to her. But they couldn’t. Her face had crumbled when they brought out a blade. Her eyes held betrayal and bitter nostalgia.

After that, after seeing her expression, they just left. Ignoring her choked-out calls for them to stop. Instead, they searched for M. Wanting answers now.

They walked for a few minutes, the blade clutched in their hands. They didn’t understand. Why wasn’t anyone happy for them? They had just discovered a blade from their dead parent! A blade! From their parent who they believed was just a boring tailor!

Yet no one was happy. No, instead when they brought this up to their parent their face went blank and darkened as they continued speaking.

Why did they have that reaction? Why did their sister have that reaction? So many questions swirled in their mind that they didn’t even notice that they entered a silent hill until they saw their parent. Standing near the edge of a cliff. They stare at the side of their bare face for a moment, startled.

Their mask in their hands, giving the child a clear view of their puffed up eyes and the distance that was in them. They briefly look away before slowly moving towards their parent.

“Baba…?”

Their ear twitching is the only indication that they heard the child’s call.

“I-…you have to tell me what’s going on…”

That earns them a tilt of their head and a soft laugh. “Sometimes…you sound just like them…” You barely catch those words, just above a whisper. They get even quieter when they look down at their mask. “…MC..”

The name makes them freeze. “…what?”

“Do you remember this place?” Their parent asks, completely ignoring the child’s words. Looking at the kid with eyes that held so much emotion… it nearly makes them stumble.

“We….we’re here…right here. Ten years-….ten years ago.” They whisper. Their voice cracked midway through their words, eyes shifting into something blank and distant. The child stares at them and pauses. Ten years ago? Then they realize they are no longer talking about the kid or to them. No, they are talking to them. Their other parent. Ms MC…

Then the child watches with a sharp tinge of horror as their legs seem to give out and they fall to their knees. A weak and mournful noise escaped them. “Baba!” They shout, rushing towards them, sliding to their knees as their hands grasp their arm.

“Everything I did….it was for them..” They sob. Big fat tears stream down their face as their face falls apart before their child. “But it wasn’t enough…no, they're gone and I’m-….I'm still here.” They hiccup, their head dipping in submission that makes you feel sick.

The child sits there silent for a moment, searching their mind for something to say.

“In my culture… we believe that when one is dead they just disappear. Just…sometimes I wonder if they can see me through your eyes…” They sniff. Scrubbing their nose as they turn to look at the child, “I wonder…I wonder what they’d think of me now…” They laugh bitterly.

“Well.” The child starts, moving so they can wrap their arms around their parent's neck. “I think you did a pretty good job. I think they’d be proud of you.” They say into Ms neck. Who’s arms slowly wrap around them to pull them into a tight hug, their body shaking against the child who held them.

S: It had nearly been a whole day since their parent's disappearance and they had just about enough of this. They had dropped off the kid in their guild before they ran off. Much to everyone’s confusion, the kid's aunties had tried to keep them busy by having the kid show them what they found. Which was just a blade. It didn’t work, the second they left the kid alone they jumped out the window and ran off.

Air rapidly filled their burning lungs and their footsteps thundered across the ground as they ran. A thousand thoughts came and went through their mind. The only thought that was consistent was that they had to find S.

The blade was still in their hand as they ran, that realization made them skid to a stop and stare down at the weapon. Walking slowly now. They didn’t understand. No one was happy or excited that they found this. They thought that their parent would be happy for them. Finding a weapon from their dead parent who they didn’t even know could lift a blade.

Instead, they saw S’s face twist into something they’d never seen before and they snapped at them. Why didn’t they leave? Why didn’t anyone in the guild tell them what was wrong? They deserve to know what’s so important about this stupid blade.

The kid is so deep in their spiral that they don’t even notice that they had walked into a silent hill until they see a very familiar red cloak. They freeze. Looked at the side of their parent's face, shocked to see their eyes puffy and tear streaks down their face which were illuminated by the light of the moon.

Their parent was just standing there, clutching their cloak.

“Dad/Mom?”

S inhaled sharply, turning towards the kid. Not meeting their eyes. Finding the ground between them more interesting.

“Please…I-…I want you to tell me what’s going on.”

Those words earn them a sharp look, their parents eyes gleaming with sadness. “You sound just like them…” they trail off, eyes sliding way from the kid. “…MC.”

The kid tenses up a bit at the sound of the name. “..what…what about them?”

“We were right here…all those years ago. Do you remember?” The rasp, breaths coming out short. It made the kid take a small step forward, hesitating a bit. It didn’t take long for them to put the pieces together that this was no longer about them. No, this was about their parent. This was about..MC.

The kid watches with pure shock racing through their body as they watch their parent fall to their knees. Hunching over themselves a loud sob is ripped out of their throat as they cry. “Dad/Mom!” The kid shouts in surprise, racing towards their parent.

Rubbing their back and forcing S to look at them. “Everything I did was for them!” They wailed, shaking their head against their kid's hands. “I did…everything I could. It wasn’t enough…no—I’m—it’s never enough! They’re gone and I’m…I'm still here.” They hiccup.

The child watches their parent crumble, attempting to think of something to keep them together.

“I-…I wonder if they can see me through your eyes….” They look away from the kid, staring off over their shoulder. “I wonder what they’d think of me now…a coward who ran away the second they saw something they didn’t like.” They say, bitterness laced in their tone.

“Well…here’s what I think.” The kid starts, grabbing their parent and wrapping their arms tightly around their neck. “I think you did a pretty good job here and I know they would be proud of you.” They say into S’s shoulder. In an instant, they are pulled into a bone-crushing hug. S’s ramblings are lost in the wind as they focus on their kid who held them.

B: They hated this. It had only been a few hours without their parent and they hated all these secrets. Their parent had dropped them off at their Grandma and Nana's place before they left. They were so hurt and confused when both women refused to tell them what was wrong. What was so important about this stupid blade?

The minute their grandmas had tucked them into bed, they escaped through a window and ran off. Their blade tucked away safely as they hunted down their parent. They had to find B. Get answers and get them now.

When they grew out of breath, they stopped running and walked quickly instead. They didn’t understand the fuss of the blade. It was just a weapon their dead parent held. They were happy to discover such a little secret their parent had. But B wasn’t the same.

Their face had fallen and they watched with a tight expression as the child continued talking about how they found the blade. Why did they react like that? Why did they immediately drop them off at their grandma's so they could runoff.

Lost in their own thoughts, the kid didn’t even realize that they had walked into a silent hill until they saw their parent. Standing there looking off into the distance with tears streaming down their face. They froze.

Their parent looked like a shaking statue. So ….pale yet their eyes were flushed red.

“Papa/Mama?”

They see their parent shudder, body moving as if they were a puppet who had just been cut from their strings.

“Please…tell me what’s going on…I’m so confused..”

The words make B turn to the child, their lip quivering a bit. “I—I’m sorry…you just…you sound just like them,” they whisper. “..MC..”

The child stiffens at the name. “I-…i don’t…what about them?”

“All those years ago, we were right here. Do….you remember?” They say in a hushed tone, looking back towards the cliff. Eyes gleaming with both tears and the light of the moon. This wasn’t about the child anymore and they understood that. This was about the MC.

The child watches with horror as their parent falls to the ground. Loud wails leave them. “Papa/Mama!” They shriek as a sharp feeling of fear goes through their veins as they run forward. Sliding to their side.

“I did everything for them! Everything I could was for them!” They wail, grasping at the child’s blouse. Who watched with helplessness as they attempt to wipe their parent's tears. “I did everything….I wasn’t enough…They’re gone and I’m…still here because I didn’t do-….enough.” They sob.

The child watches speechless for a moment. B continues to speak.

“I…sometimes I wonder if they can see me through your eyes…” They sniff, looking down at their trembling hands. “I wonder…what would they think of me now..? A coward crying to their child…” They sob.

“Mama/Papa…listen to me.” The child starts, grabbing their parent's face with both their hands. “I think you did a pretty good job…and I know they would be proud of you.” They then wrap their arms around their neck and hug them. B clutches onto them like a lifeline as they cry into their small child’s shoulder.

#s ask #m ask #ro ask #b ask #angsty asks #angst ask #dawn ask

[imjustwritingg]

well I hope you know I am currently crying with tears down my face clouding my vision…

That chapter was fucking beautiful like that’s it. Use me?? USE MEEEE?? My jaw fucking dropped like AHHHHHHH. The way they get eachother is something so special to me.

I hope you know how cruel you are and how much happiness and pain I just went through in the past 15 minutes bc of these two idiots. “She’s scared of him. He scared her”. That’s it, that’s when I cried. He grew so much and then it all fell apart and what hurt the most is the way he knew he hurt her and then she just pushed away- Blondie didn’t deserve that, and the fact that he knew that made the entire chapter insanely pure and amazing. Like the emotion and the writing put into that angst scene all credits to you that was insane and it felt so real. The way she pushed away when he walked towards her too the way he held her and apologized. Not to mention the car scene. She knew they needed space and she spoke up. She went home alone after all this time together. That was all unnecessary like why?? Why hurt us…. It’s to painful I am already mentally unstable. The way she thought he was gonna hit her is when I lost it. The fact that we both know he would never but he completely snapped and it was all unsure after that is painful. The way he wants to protect her from everything but deep down he’s just hurting her more. I’m sad.

A kid is involved now??? Tbh I know it’s not his his (well I’m not gonna assume anything bc this whole fic has been insane and I don’t know what to think anymore) but imagine him and Blondie raising a little kid. **insert sobbing noises**

I’m so excited for next week tbh I really wanna know why this b is back like stay away. You are causing too much drama like bye- UHHHHHH…. IM SO FRUSTRATED RNNN U MADE MY BABIES SAD AND HURT. I CANT BELIEVE IT LIKE THEY ARE NOT OKAY RN AND THEY WERE JUST ON CLOUD NINE A CHAPTER AGO ISH.

Long story short I’m hurt in case u didn’t catch on. But you absolutely killed this chapter. Like I’m so proud of how far this story has come for you and how well it’s doing. You deserve it all. I felt that this chapter is relatable for people in some ways and that’s what makes it special. You just write so well and beautifully. It makes wanna cry some more for you bc you earned it and we are so proud of you!! Tysm for everything you do for this fandom. I feel like I say the same things in these anon asks but tysm. 🤍🤍

I forgot to reply to this on Wednesday, but holy hell Anon?? 😱😱 I know I caused chaos, but this ask had me GRINNING LIKE AN IDIOT!! Thank you so much for reading and for loving NBTLYG the way you do!!

So much angst and painful moments and as much as it hurt, it’s quite necessary. Funny story though, that “use me” line and that whole shower scene was actually a last minute addition to the chapter. I wrote it Monday night because I couldn’t stop thinking about it or seeing Hailey’s sad face in my mind. I really am such a psychopath sometimes. 😅

Jay and Hailey have both reached their breaking points and Camilla’s craziness is certainly driving a wedge between them. The pain is so real right now and it’s definitely gonna get worse before it gets better, but there will also be the happiest ending once Camilla is taken care of. I just can’t tell you how long that will take. 🥴

I cannot wait for you to see what’s happening in the next chapter and how everything unfolds even further. It’s gonna be a wild ride for a while for sure, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless. I promise it won’t be sad forever though.

Thank you again for the yelling and for the love and for reading!! I really am so grateful for the support all of you show me for this fic and I’ll never stop gushing about it pal!! 💜

#anon ask #upstead fic #nbtlyg things

[luckyasfuck]

maybe i just wanna be yours [k. bakugou]

A CAMBOY AU SERIES - PARTS 1, 2, 3, 4, [5]

pairing // katsuki x female reader

tw // cussing, smut

warnings for this part // oral (m and f recieving), hair pulling, face-fucking, exhibitionist kink, spanking, praise, dacryphilia

theme // enemies to lovers au, camboy!katsu au, college student!katsu and reader au, no quirk au

keys // y/n

words // 1.8k

a/n // IM SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG I DONT DESERVE YALL. pt 6 at 250 likes and 20 reblogs btw!

previous part

y/n has been alone in the library for about an hour now. she didn’t notice katsuki’s absence until she had to change subjects to study, too indulged in the textbook to look up. no messages were given by katsuki about him being late and she grumbled, rolling her eyes. she writes the name of the textbook on top of the page in her notebook and the library door swings open. 

a calm katsuki walks towards her, ash blonde hair kinda messy and his black hoodie all over the place. with an eyeroll, y/n went back to writing on her notebook while handing the textbook she just used to him. “you’re la-”

“why’d you block me?”

the sentence made the girl look at him with a glare. her hand stops writing, her body stiffens and her hands start to sweat. “what the fuck are you talking about?” she avoids his strong gaze, looking back down on her notebook. katsuki fumes at this, pulling out his phone as she started to write again.

the notebook is closed harshly, a phone being slammed down on it as it displayed her account and the block message. she looked up at the fuming boy as he gripped his phone tight, gazing down at her. “none of your fucking business.” she replied, putting the cap on her ballpoint pen. about to glare at him again, a gasp erupts from her throat when he grips the collar of her shirt, pulling her towards him.

“why’d you block me?” katsuki’s breath fanned right on her lips, his eyes locked right into hers. she sends a death glare his way, grabbing his wrist and detaching it from her collar. “it was the right thing to do and you know it.” the blonde rolled his eyes as y/n dusted her shirt off, fixing her collar. “great, now it’s loose.”

heavy steps make the h/c turn her head to the sound, only to be grabbed by the shoulders and sat down harshly. katsuki towered over her, “unblock me now.” 

“i see no reason to.” stray students walked inside the library and y/n is quick to shove katsuki away from her, they chatter and sit on a table near the front. they don’t acknowledge the two students who were here before them as they laughed loudly. 

y/n sighs, mood completely ruined by the dumb blonde and class skippers. speaking of the dumb blonde, he eyes the students as well, dragging a chair and sitting down beside y/n right before she got up to return the textbook. vermillion eyes stare right into her ass before they’re torn away by her voice, “go get a fucking textbook.” 

the math section is where it all goes downhill.

hands show up either side of y/n as she’s reading through the contents of the math book. about to turn around, she stiffens when a warm, sculpted body presses up against her back. 

katsuki’s crotch brushes up against her rump, his pecs right against her back. “what the fuck are you doing?” the pressed up girl returns the textbook to its original place, trying to even out her breaths. the blonde moves back a little, a hand gripping y/n’s shoulders to turn her around. “will you stop pushing me around?! you- mhmp!” 

a pair of lips slams against hers mid-sentence, a tongue instantly prodding against her lips asking for entrance. the hands encaging her roam her body, one staying put on her hips. “don’t you ever shut the fuck up?” katsuki slurred against her lips as y/n put her hands on his chest, “says you.” 

the next thing the blonde knows, he’s pinned to a shelf. the shelf falters slightly but this doesn’t bother y/n, instead she presses herself against him while connecting their lips once again. 

now that was definitely unexpected. 

“you want it or nah?” katsuki pulls away, hands disappearing underneath her shirt. “i’m afraid you’ll be too loud.” he smirked, groping her left boob. “me? too loud?” y/n tilts her head to the side, her hand traveling downwards to squeeze the males evident bulge, making him whine out quietly. “says you.”

“i’ve watched enough of your stupid lives to know how loud you can be.” the students chatter loudly in the distance, making the both of them aware of their presence. for some reason, the librarian wasn’t here to check up on the shelves every now and then. perfect, y/n thought as she got on her knees, grazing her fingernails along the side of katsuki’s bulge. his cock twitches under her palm as he covers his mouth, breathing heavily. 

his cock was pretty. of course, she’d seen it on multiple lives, but seeing it right infront of her, his pink tip leaking and his veins throbbing. it hit different. without warning, her lips encage his cock head, licking at his the pre-cum dripping down his slit. a beautiful moan escapes from katsuki’s parted lips as he threw his head back onto the shelf filled with books. chatter and footsteps approach the both of them, growing louder by the second. 

“hey, sto-” katsuki warns, trying to push the girl away from his cock. the students walk to the section of shelves right behind them, laughing about getting a book named whatever that was. ignoring the statement, y/n pushes his cock deeper into his mouth, hollowing her cheeks and swirling her tongue around. the weight of it felt amazing against her tongue as she slowly fit all of him in, struggling and gagging. she pulls away, a thin string of saliva connects her to his cock. 

“oh don’t stop now.” katsuki glared, grabbing the back of her head and pushing her back. “fucking suck it, so these students right behind us knows whose cock you’re choking on, yeah? it’s my cock.” for reasons unknown, the students behind them didn’t hear a thing, probably too busy being idiots. y/n only nods, continuing her job, stroking the places she can’t reach. “poor girl, you need help?” 

a harsh grip on her hair and she gags audibly again, hoping the idiots behind katsuki didn’t hear it. slowly, he started fucking himself with her mouth, admiring the way she looked up at him, saliva drooling down her jaw and onto the floor. the tip of his cock hits the back of his throat and he groans. “did you hear that?” a slightly muffled voice asks and the laughter and noise ceases. y/n and katsuki’s hearts drop, but she can’t stop now, could she?

with a faster pace, she starts sucking again, looking up at katsuki with a smirk. “we should go check.” they hear and y/n’s heart pace picks up, licking at the prominent vein of the blonde’s cock. “fucking filthy exhibitionist.” he mouths as the group of students start to investigate. right about to catch the dirty doings of the duo, they’re called by the remnants of their friend group to go get food. “too bad,” he threw his head back, hard footsteps and chatter slowly disappearing in the distance until the library door finally closes, leaving the room silent. “they didn’t see me fill your throat with cum.” he says, finally shooting his load into your mouth. 

the library consists now of katsuki’s moans and y/n audibly gagging here and there. “your turn.” the next thing she knew, she was bent over the desk they were studying at. “we were supposed to study, weren’t we? okay.” he let out a deep chuckle, opening the textbook she used to study. “page 357, what is knowledge?” the cold breeze of the air-conditioned library made her shiver as he hoisted her skirt up, groping her ass and thumbing her clit. “i... i haven’t gotten to that page ye-”

spank.

“ow, fuck!” the slap stung, and katsuki chuckled, kneading her ass cheek with the same hand he used to spank it. a thumb grazing the wet patch in her panties. “page 17, what is psychology?” y/n gulps, legs quivering. “scientific study of... of mental process and behavior...” the tension is thick when he doesn’t speak, she tries to look back at him to see what he’s doing only to be cut off by a moan when one of his fingers dig inside her, slowly moving in and out. “the more correct answers you give, the faster i go. the more wrong answers you give, the slower i go. understood?”

“u-understood.”

“page 137, when was behaviorism introduced?” fuck, y/n didn’t like numbers. katsuki stops moving his fingers and she whines, trying to pry her brain for the answer. “1913...?” a sigh leaves her lips when he starts moving again, a little faster now. “good girl.” this went on for ten more questions, her ass stinging, legs giving up, and tears rolling down onto the table. she had already cum twice, mind becoming hazier and hazier with each question. “that’s it baby, one more question. page 270, which theory of abnormal behavior stresses the importance of current experiences and the persons view of themselves?”

y/n felt his cock prodding at her entrance and she whines, thrusting back to try and get it inside of her. katsuki puts the book down, gripping her hips and pinning her wrists above her head. “nope, answer the question first.” he teases, rubbing her slit up and down with his cock. “existential theories.” she answered proudly, a small oh, yes leaving her lips when he slowly bottoms out inside of her. “good girl, you like being fucked out here? when anyone can walk in and see you?” 

the size of his cock was amazing, it felt amazing. the females eyes lull shut, gripping down at the table with her fingers as katsuki picked up his pace, heavy balls slapping her clit with each thrust. y/n can only nod, face contorting in pleasure as skin slapping, her whines and his grunts bounced off the four walls of the library. “good girl.” he says for the millionth time, bending over to give her shoulder blade a kiss. “fuck! g-gonna cum again!” she warns, legs shaking and sobs leaving her lips. 

“so pretty when you cry,” katsuki whines out, thrusts growing sloppier and faster. “so. fucking. p-pretty.” a loud moan escapes both of their lips and his hips stutter, shooting his load inside her. he thrusts a few more times, prolonging their orgasm. soon, he pulls out and they’re both panting. with a swift movement, he spanks her ass one last time before pulling her panties up, keeping his cum inside. 

y/n is still fucked out, drool and tears all over her face as she got up from the table. katsuki grabs a chair and moves it to her, slowly sitting her down. “you hurt anywhere?” he tried to act cool while snatching her phone, offering her his jug. “fuck off, i see you taking my phone. unblock yourself if you want, i don’t plan on watching your stupid lives anyway.” she choked out, wiping the thin layer of sweat on her forehead. katsuki rolls his eyes at this, unblocking himself and unfollowing all the other camboys you had. 

“we’ll see about that, pretty face.”

next part [ not yet available! ]

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[tteokdoroki]

,,Ah- Ah- Ah" Were the only sounds left coming out of her throat and yet the sounds were muffled to Bakugou. His face found a warm suffocating spot within her neck, just like how his dick had found the addictive wet place squeezed tightly in her heavenly pussy as it steadily pumped in and out of her and proceeded to rock her entire body with his thrusts. The weak grip on his biceps, his back and the way her nails raked down the skin to leave marks also tore down to his heart.

Truth be told- she didn't love him. She never did, probably never would. He knew she used him for money, the fact she got the best fucks she probably ever had was only a side benefit.

The clothing she was always coaxed out of his wallet were only fuel for the fire she controled within his heart and mind, her devious face and smile struck him in the best and worst way possible. The damn devious face that was now half lidded, wet with sweat and drool and tears, looking so angelic on the expensive black silk sheets he bought you. And that damn smile- Bakugou could feel himself quiver when he looked into her eyes with his ruby ones, he wanted to cry too. In pleasure, in pain, in happiness, gratefulness.

Gratefulness that you even stayed and not just broke him once more. Like the many times you did before, being the vixxen you were.

That's the power you held over the feared Number 2 hero in the cruel game you played with him.

In some masochistic way, he enjoyed the sickening sweetness you gave him before you once again put him back in the place he belonged.

The place that can never reach or warm your heart for him.

He felt so stupid to not leave, but it was hard when you were an individual drug for him.

One particular thrust into your running cunt made you shriek, he shuddered and grunted loud enough to catch your attention. You granted it to him, squeezing your doughy thighs around his waist like a loving hug, you peered up between your lashes into the eyes you broke on purposd. But it was only a split second before he dropped his head and smushed it into your chest, biting the skin and kissing as if he wanted to find his way into your greedy heart.

,,Say you love me" he sobbed out, choking on te pleasure your tight twat granted him when he proceeded to slide along all the bumps and ridges, embraced by the wetness and the heat. You squeezed him again and he choked a sob again.

A pleased and pleasured sigh escaped your kiss swollen lips and you leaned your head back. The arch of your back squished his face even deeper into you. He was begging like you expected, you had him right where you wanted him to be.

There was no way escaping your game.

,,Katsuki- " you moaned blissfully his name when he slowly snuk a hand down your stomach to toy with your clit. Anything to keep you pleased with him, anything to make you keep on giving him the poison he called love.

,,I love you"

,,yes- yes- you love me- fuck baby, baby- give it to me, say it again- please- fuck- Fuck!" He cried out into your skin and his pounding into you became even harder, more uneven, your body rocked harder and the bed you two shared bumped into the wall behind you.

Bakugou got off on the false hope of you possibly keeping some love left for him aside from your selfishness.

He was so stupid.

But you were so addictive.

He got off on the pain, on how he loved you, but you didn't love him back.

,,I'm so close, Katsuki, don't stop-"

(This was so bad but I was just feeling like love drunken, hopelessly played Bakugou with a devious, toxic girlfriend who got him in her trap of honey sweet, fake love and expensive silk and chanel- ALSO ALSO CONGRATULATIONS ON THE 10 K FOLLOWERS BBY I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOU YOU DESERVE IT SO SO SO MUCH💕💕💕💕 ILY)

HELLO??? I JUST WOKE UP WHY WOULD YOU ATTACK ME WITH SUCH BEAUTIFUL VIOLENCE IM IN TEARS <//333

bakugou with a toxic relationship say aaaaaa, bending over for this drabble anon thank you </3

ALSO EEE THABK U SO MUCH ILY

#IM FIGHTING FOR MY LIFE THIS MORNING #bakugou #📧. user anonymous #💌. you’ve got mail

[kenjikutie]

Back to the Future [Tamaki Amajiki]

summary: when your future child with your boyfriend arrives on the doorstep of the 3-a dorms, fluff, chaos and general panic is bound to ensue word count: 2k pairing: tamaki amajiki x fem!reader warnings: none!

most days, tamaki would thank whatever being there was above him for the mere fact that he was able to hold your hand anytime he wanted to, not that he did, of course. he was constantly overwhelmed by any little affectionate action send his way, whether it was a peck on the temple or a steamy makeout session in one of your dorm rooms. it truly didn’t matter what it was, if it involved your lips, he was sure to be a blushing puddle on the floor

however, this didn’t mean that tamaki wouldn’t cuddle with you of his own volition. the last thing he ever wanted to do was make you feel like you were carrying the weight of the entire relationship. tamaki loved you and he had to make sure you knew, even if he couldn’t untie the knot in his throat anytime he wanted to say it out loud

so, instead of that, he would let his love be expressed through how tight of a hold he had on you during the night. his arms would wrap around your waist while his face was buried in your chest, the adorable indigo tips of his hair settling on your collarbone. you swore that even if something tried to take you from his grasp, they wouldn’t be able to move you more than an inch without him waking up with a whine

but, this clingy nature only existed in the confines of your dorm rooms, due to tamaki’s shyness. because of this, the two of you were sitting next to one another on the common room's sofa, shoulders touching as the rest of the class paid close attention to the famous pixar film, up, playing on the tv. your eyes were also glued to the screen due to your childhood love of the movie, but tamaki was focused on playing with your fingers, trying to distract himself from how many people were gathered in the room

every time a joke was told, you giggled, turning to nejire to laugh some more at her comments on the scene. tamaki, however, would be too concentrated on the small crinkles on your eyes when you laughed and how beautiful your smile was. sometimes, he would overwhelm himself and turn bright red, despite you not even doing anything

a knock on the large front doors of the dorm building caused tamaki to let go of your hand and look up at you, silently wishing that you wouldn’t go answer it, just because he didn’t want you to move. his wish was granted when mirio happily ran to the doors and the rest of the class turned around to see who had paid them a visit. when mirio opened the door, his bright smile fell as he looked around before something tugged on his pant leg

when you heard the sniffling of a child, you immediately jumped off the couch, followed closely by nejire, who cut in front of you to coo at the young visitor. you stood behind your blue-haired friend, not being able to see over both her and mirio. tamaki was beginning to slowly lift himself from the couch to walk over to you, quickly realizing that none of his friends were around him anymore

“u-uncle miri! w-w-where’s m-mommy?”, every jaw in the dorm dropped and no one moved a muscle, besides your happy blonde friend

mirio awkwardly knelt down to look at the young boy, “uncle miri? have we met before? im sorry if i forgot; im not the best at remembering things!”

despite his laughter, you could tell that mirio was just as confused as everyone else. tamaki had taken his spot behind your back, resting his forehead on your shoulder to distract himself from how loud the child was crying. mirio placed a hand on the boy’s back and led him into the room while you, nejire and tamaki backed up to let them inside, still hidden behind the periwinkle of her hair

you could tell that the boy was overwhelmed but before you could say anything, he had closed his eyes and darted for the wall, burying his face into the hard surface, whispering something to himself. tamaki’s eyes widened at the familiar sight of indigo hair tucked into the corner of the room and you did the same. mirio took a step forward to comfort him, as he usually did with tamaki himself, but you beat him to the punch

resting a hand on the little boy’s back, you began to stroke his hair, “hey, i know it’s kinda scary being in here with so many older, taller strangers, but you don’t have to worry. we’re heroes in training; we’ll help you in any way you need!”

the boy tensed under your hands and for a second, you panicked, afraid you might have made the whole thing worse. but, before you could move, he had turned around and buried his head in your stomach, gripping onto your shirt so tightly you thought he might rip it. you gasped, connecting your gaze with tamaki, who looked just as shocked as you did

“mommy! i-im so sorry! i didn’t mean to touch i-it! im so sorry!”, he was sobbing now and you could feel his tears stain your shirt

“m-mommy?”, tamaki mumbled, slowly approaching the two of you, setting a shaky hand on your shoulder

you shrugged at him and lowered yourself down to the boy’s height, doing your best to lift his face from your abdomen to get a good look at him. he was a near mirror image of your boyfriend. with his indigo hair and facial structure, you were convinced the two of them could be twins in another life. meanwhile, tamaki was marveling at the child’s eyes, the same ones he loved to admire every day when you looked at him

“amajiki! y/n! you two never told me you had an adorable baby!”, nejire bounded over to the three of you, taking the boy into her arms, squeezing him close to her cheek and you resisted the urge to laugh at the shocked face he pulled

“w-we do not. i-i-i-”, tamaki’s words were stuck in his throat again and you quickly pulled his head into your shoulder, letting him breathe in the scent of your shampoo to calm down

“im gonna go get mr.aizawa. but for now, i think you two better look after him, doesn’t look like he’s gonna leave y/n’s side for a long time.”, mirio pulled nejire out of the dorm, despite her pouting and whining about how she wanted to take care of the cute baby too

within a second of being let go, the boy was attached to your leg, burying his face in it. suddenly, you were very aware of the two amajiki’s resting on your body. the rest of the class had gone back to the film, seeming unfazed by the recent occurrence

gently, you lifted tamaki’s head from your shoulder and pet the boy’s head, “what’s your name, honey?”

“a-a-akihito. akihito ama-jiki.”

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after mr.aziawa had informed you that it was a side effect of a quirk, you were somewhat relieved. this meant that akihito would probably be back to his own time period in a few days, but, you couldn’t help feel a little disappointed. akihito was attached to your hip, not even able to go into a different room without you by his side

tamaki understood completely. the little boy had given him a hug as well when he recognized him as his father, apologizing to him as well, before immediately falling back into his mother’s arms. apparently, his son thought the same thing about you as he did. you were a safe space to him, just as you were to tamaki

but, whenever he saw his son begin to panic, he felt guilty. he was the reason why his son was so easily overwhelmed and frightened. why couldn’t he have been just like you? you were brave, passionate, and outgoing, almost shining as brightly as mirio in his mind. however, his son, just like him, was cursed to live out his days as the moon

the three of you were currently in your dorm room, all of you silently eating takoyaki that you had ordered earlier. akihito suddenly gasped, causing both heads to turn to him with concern. tamaki felt tears reach his eyes as the boy held up his hand, each finger having a small tentacle appearing out of them. you grinned. this was exactly what tamaki needed to see

the rest of the night was filled with akihito cheering at how cool his quirk was and his eyes shining at the sight of his father perfectly using his to perform all sorts of tasks. tamaki was beginning to feel better about their similarities and knew that, like himself, his son also had a sun to watch out for him. this sun, however, took the form of his mother

you went to bed that night with akihito attached to you like a leech and you laughed at the pout at your boyfriend’s face, “aww, tama, did he take your spot?”

tamaki’s face went bright red at your teasing and he quickly glanced away from you, “n-no! i, i was just thinking about h-how sad it’ll be when h-he goes back.”

you smiled and sat up, careful not to disturb akihito as you rested your head against your boyfriend’s chest, feeling his heartbeat speed up, “yeah, but just think how happy the future us’s are gonna be!”

future. that word knocked the air out of tamaki’s chest. the two of you were married. he was a pro-hero and you were currently pregnant with your second child. you two were perfect in the future. did he really deserve that? would you have been happier with someone else? someone who wasn’t as withdrawn as he was

his question was answered when you hid your face in his stomach, resting on your side while he laid on his back, akihito still on top of you. tamaki didn’t need to think about all of that anymore. because, if he kept going like this, then everything would be just fine. he turned off his bedside lamp, and pulled the blanket over the three of you, resting his hand on his son’s back, placing a gentle kiss to the top of your head

akihito was gone the next morning and were sure you’d never felt worse, but, tamaki smiled and pulled something out from his bed. you furrowed your brows then beamed at the handwritten letter from akihito, who wrote about how much he loved you and how he would miss you so much. you gave tamaki a kiss, trying not to notice his squeal of surprise but smiling when he relaxed and kissed you back

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meanwhile, future you and tamaki were both panicking. tamaki was trying to console you but he was just as scared as you were. where had your precious son gone? was he in trouble? did he need the both of you to hold and comfort him? what if you never saw him again? it was too much for the both of you to handle

suddenly, there was a harsh pop and blindingly bright flash, tamaki quickly jumping to cover your eyes with his hand. you lowered your husband’s arm and shrieked at the sight of your son, standing perfectly safe in your living room

you raced forward and scooped him into your arms, nearly crying when you buried his face in your neck for a second then pulled back to rest his chubby hands on your cheeks. tamaki joined you shortly, placing a light kiss to his son’s head, then putting a matching one on yours

akihito began to ramble on about how he saw you, daddy, uncle miri and aunt nejire, discussing the food you ate, the note he gave you, and how cool his dad’s quirk was. you listened intently with a grin while tamaki glanced over to the framed piece of notebook paper above your mantle

the same note your son had given you seven years ago

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