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kunikame · 1 year

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the stars are prettier. - scaramouche

entry for @versadies 's event farewell love !

warnings : gender neutral. angst. major character death. injury. slight spoilers for scaras backstory & use of his real name. spoilers for the aftermath of 3.2 archon quest. traveler is not specified. english is not my first language.

w/c : 1883

the inazuman night flowers have always been beautiful to kunikuzushi.

yet, as you sit there with him, their beauty dims in comparison with yours. the same could be said for you, as to you, he's the most beautiful creature you've laid your eyes on.

"hey, kuni, i sliced some lavender melons. would you like some?"

he nods eagerly and scooches closer to you so you can share the sweet fruit slices. a gust of wind rustles the leaves of chinju forests' trees and pushes the young boys' veil to his shoulders, at which you chuckle.

reaching out to help fix it for him, he pauses his munching and looks at you with a startled look in his eyes. you finish your actions and glance over at his face, smiling softly when you catch him staring.

"you're very pretty, you know that? it's slightly unfair. how am i supposed to compete?"

the location warps then and he's no longer sitting in the night flower fields of chinju forest; he now finds himself side by side with you, under the night sky at one of the many cliffs in kannazuka.

"look, that's the ursa minor over there! and that's the orion! and-"

you point out the many constellations to him eagerly, not even taking notice of him losing all interest in the sky. the stars you speak so highly of reflect so well in your eyes already, why should he look at the sky? you're way more ethereal than the stars could ever be.

when you receive no response to your inquiries, you turn your head sideways and catch him looking at you with a gentle and content look in his eyes. his eyes widen and he falters, only to turn away quickly.

you pout, "you're so hard to impress, kuni. how will you ever find a lover?"

just when he's about to respond saying he doesn't need anyone else when he has you, the location warps around him again.

suddenly he finds himself on the familiar plains of yashiori island, collecting some crystal marrow and firewood so you can continue on your journey while you entertain yourself not too far away.

when he thinks he has enough, he makes his way over to you where you sat on a tree stump. when you hear his footsteps approaching, you look up at him joyfully and your eyes seemingly sparkle.

"kuni, kuni! look what i made!"

you run up to him with a blindingly beautiful grin and plop something soft and light on his hair. he drops his satchel to inspect the item only to falter when he finds a flower crown woven of beautiful flowers. the color combination fits his aesthetic perfectly.

"is this.. for me?"

"of course it is, dummy! who else would it be for?" you smile at him, oh, so gently and he swore he could cry. he would do anything for you. if you wanted the moon, he would steal it for you.

".. but why?"

"i thought you'd look even prettier with it. and also, i made one for myself as well, so we match! it's like a promise."

"a promise? of what?" he tilts his head to the side in confusion, a habit, you notice. you find it funny when the flower crown tilts with his head and he reaches up to fix it.

"to stay together as long as we live, naturally. i promise i won't leave you!"

you shouldn't make promises you can't keep, he thinks. yet instead of verbalizing his thoughts, he only smiles at you. the gentlest smile you've ever seen from him. he carefully takes your flower crown from your hands and places it on your head, "it's a promise."

"it's a promise."

time and space warps around the boy again.

nahida has seen many people dream, and has given many people happy dreams when the creations of their own minds haunted their nights.

never has she seen someone given a happy dream cry in their sleep.

until him; the balladeer.

after he fell out of his giant robot and knocked out, she decided she'd take care of him. patched up his wounds and gave him happy dreams to have until he wakes up on his own accord.

so then, why is he shedding tears with the softest smile?

seirai island.

the last warp took him to seirai island.

he remembers this memory. no matter how many centuries have passed, how many times he's told himself he has forgotten; it will always remain in the back of his mind, haunting him as long as he walks these cursed lands– as long as he's breathing. the worst betrayal he's had the misfortune to experience; the betrayal of a lover.

there you were, walking ahead peacefully, not knowing what was about to happen to you. no matter how he kept ordering his body to move, to run forward, to sacrifice himself to save you– even if just in an archon damned dream– his body wouldn't move, because the kunikuzushi back then didn't know any better.

an arrow was shot and you screamed in pain.

the younger kunikuzushi looked around in a panic and ran towards you to pull your body towards his. his eyes zeroed in on the culprit, yet he couldn't do anything. the younger kunikuzushi barely had any fighting skills, he couldn't protect you back then.

so he ran. he hoisted you up into his arms and ran the way you came. he remembers seeing a cave on the way, maybe he could patch you up and you'd be alright after a couple days of rest, right?

he arrived at the cave entrance and gently set you down on the ground, panting from the speed at which he ran. inspecting the wound, he cringed.

it went in pretty deep… i shouldn't pull it out or they'll bleed out. what to do.. what to do… i could tie my veil around the wound to stop the bleeding..? yeah, that's better than nothing.

he moved to remove his veil, only to be stopped by your trembling hand.

"kuni.."

"shut up, i'll patch you up, okay? you'll be fine, just don't talk, alright?"

"..kuni.. i think-"

"i told you to stay silent," he ripped his veil, "let me help you for once."

you struggled to get any air into your lungs, but you had to stop him, so you mustered all your strength to raise your voice.

"kuni, i think.. i think i just got poisoned.. you.. you can't save me anymore.."

he paused then, his wide and panicked eyes snapping to your half shut ones. his lips wobbled and he shook his head in denial, his silky hair flying every which way.

you slowly raised your hand and placed it against his cheek, which is now the warmest you ever remember it being. his hand, which he placed against yours in a hurry, was also radiating a gentle warmth. one you never remembered it having. his body was always cold.

ironic, wasn't it? you were the cold one now.

"no.. no, no you didn't, y/n.. it's just an arrow, okay? i'll just get it out and tie my veil around you to stop the bleeding, alright? i can save you, i can. i can. i have to."

you shook your head, and no matter how hard he tried to deny it, he knew. deep down, he knew.

his head hung low, his bangs covering his eyes, yet the tears streaming down your hand were a clear sign.

".. why did you lie to me? you promised.. you promised we would be together forever.. i gave you my entire being. i lived for you.. i loved you.. you gave me a purpose– gave the heart i thought i would never need again a second chance. i thought i could trust you.. yet you're leaving me as well."

with your remaining strength you wiped his tears and smiled at him one last time.

"you're.. so mean, kuni.. you've gotta work.. work on your attitude so you.. can make more friends, okay?.. promise me.. i'll die with.. with regrets if i know i left.. you all alone again.." you gave a weak chuckle, "i don't.. want this to happen either, kuni.. i love you more.. than you'll ever know.."

the hand on his cheek weakened and very nearly slipped out of his hold, had he not caught it in time. his already panicked eyes widened even further, ".. y/n?"

silence.

he scrambled closer to you, yet you didn't even flinch. "y/n?!"

deafening silence.

he wishes he could blame you for what happened. maybe then it would be easier to let go, but there's nothing to blame on you. it's all his fault. he's the one who couldn't protect you. and perhaps, that's what makes it worse.

his pupils wide, he holds your cold hand to his chest, where his heart should be, had you not ripped it out of his chest and taken it with you wherever you went. he sits there, gaping, as silent tears stream down his cheeks.

he lets out a sound. of desperation? grief? rage? sadness? he's not quite sure, it could be all of them as one. and suddenly he's screaming at the top of his lungs.

call them desperate cries for help, a promise of revenge, perhaps even a lover's oath.

he awoke with a start.

purple eyes snapping open to see the concerned dendro archon standing above him.

nahida somehow convinced the traveler to take scaramouche– now wanderer– with themself when they go back to inazuma.

so now here he is, on a ship with the blond traveler and their flying companion. and the 'crux fleet', if he's not mistaken. he's staring over the railings with empty eyes when he hears footsteps approaching.

"so, why is it you wished to go to inazuma with me?" the traveler asks.

he's about to retort, but then he's struck with a sharp pain in his temple and the words "you're.. so mean, kuni.. you've gotta work.. work on your attitude so you.. can make more friends, okay?.. promise me" echo in his mind.

so he sighs and looks down at the ocean.

"i.. wish to pay someone a visit. on seirai island."

the traveler falters, "seirai island? i thought no one lived there anymore."

the boy doesn't respond.

he hasn't set foot on seirai island in so long. the corruption is no longer there all over the island, thanks to the traveler– not that it would affect him.

he fixes his hat and walks down a familiar path, picking some purple and white flowers on his way, the traveler following close behind.

they take a couple turns and reach a familiar cliff with a shrine. the traveler pauses and puts an arm out to make paimon do the same, finally realizing what the eternal wanderer wished to do– who he wished to visit.

the boy keeps walking until he reaches the shrine and kneels down, placing the flowers in a vase he bought in sumeru.

he mutters a short prayer.

it's silent for a moment, only the sounds of the eternal lightning, wind and waves crashing can be heard. until he opens his mouth to speak.

"i'm home, y/n."

ੈ✩₊˚TAGLIST : @sscarchiyo @gumiresque @meiquipo @ibaraluvr @thesapphirecake @yakshalea @kazemiya @haitanni @beljisuke @sugokawata @nazukisser @mikctp @ichipd //ask/comment to be added/removed! (if you're in bold i can't tag you)

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criceofpain · 2 years

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you know what

let me actually write a headcanon for once (like the bullet type)

first one to drop their req in the replies or asks will be written immediately :D

#[ 🖋 ] — food for thought #enhypen hard hours #txt hard hours #bts hard hours

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onecollectivestardrop · 1 year

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pour one out for sawyer who is currently having to deal with the brunt of my source trauma jokes

#🖋.txt #uhhhh in my defense they’re funny. nd im coping

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minastras · 1 year

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(sorry i'm an anti-romantic)

a kang taehyun limited series smau.

You have a secret: you're the campus's infamous Love Whisperer. But if you're so good at romance, why can’t you make your new roommate Kang Taehyun notice you? Well, he has a secret of his own: he might just be your client.

at a glance: gender neutral reader, university au, roommates to lovers, tsundere! taehyun x hopeless romantic reader, fluff, crack, ft. txt

notes: this WILL be completed. i will never give you up, let you down, run around, or desert you. no faceclaims. lots o' nsfw jokes

status: completed. DO NOT SPAM LIKE.

→ profiles: the a listers | minding their own damn business

→ 01: help, he’s hot

→ 02: why is this so gendered

→ 03. i will peel the flesh from your femur like string cheese

→ 04: please tell me we didn't fuck 🖋

→ 05: into the soup you go

→ 06: how do you go from concerned to horny so fast

→ 07: to kiss or to stop an electrical fire, that is the question 🖋

→ 08: big balls mcgee

→ 09: don’t threaten people with hell so casually

→ 10: slow down, romeo 🖋

fin.

#tomorrow x together #txt #txt smau #taehyun #kang taehyun #taehyun smau #txt x reader #taehyun x reader #taehyun fluff #txt fluff

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pupgzut · 2 years

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༶•┈┈┈┈┈┈୨♡୧┈┈┈┈┈•༶ hii

this is an irl yandere blog !! [or a vent blog]

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ i am a fictive in a system, i'm a co-host nd a caregiver / caretaker [sfw] and im non-human, i'm a demon !! you can call me vox or ellie but millord work too, use he/it/her with me :)

( only her , not she )

i'm hypersexual and have bpd ( i also have dylsexia, tics and psychosis god i kept forgetting to put the rest but im also autistic )

✧.* bodily minor ( hs age* ) ; trans ; mlm / mlnb / nblm / nblnb ; polyam, trans masc genderfluid ( boy, catgender, quasiboy, pupgender, daemonix, demongender ) ☄. *. ⋆

(* im french so the hs grade is different from the american one )

i use irl yandere as a way to cope <33 i do not support hurting / stalking innocent / not consenting ppl !!

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ i'm fine with being dm randomly, love confession ( realized it sound weird uh please ignore that), threath [not too graphic if i dont know you /j], flirting [please dont do this if you are under 14 and over 17 bodily], venting / ranting [warn me before <3], send pics of gore [but tell me before, and ask if you can <3 sometime i dont feel comfy seeing that] nd the same go for ask <33

ask are welcome nd i like them a lot

nd i call everyone sweetie, sweetheart, tell me if it make you uncomfy <33

i dont have an beloved / fp nd im single regardless i do post about doing stuff / venting related to having an beloved / fp !

+:ꔫ:﹤ i'm not only an irl yandere but also an oujidere, hinedere <33

dni : basic stuf / u fetizhe irl yandere / ur against polyam relationship / u are an endo sys ( or others origin than traumagenic ) / anti - xenogender / neopronouns ++ more stuff i cant remember / ur over 20

cw : yandere content, obsessive / intrusive thoughts, stalking, violence, sh, kidnapping, suicide, mental illness, venting, paranoia, psychosis, delusions

// the host of my system also use ocasionally this blog their tag is host🎀.txt + @dollyyan is an headmate

vox saying stuff is the tag i use for my random rambles / posts ect...

[ // list of anons : 🖋 , 🌼, 💫 ]

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luvrlixie · 2 years

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⸼࣪⸳ 🖋 𓂃 ⴰ ࣭͘ 'welcome! 𓄹 ִֶָ⁠

hi, thanks for stopping by! I'm jupiter/jupi, I'm 19, and I use she/they pronouns. please read my info down below before requesting and I hope you enjoy my blog ♡

I mainly write for enha, txt, nct, and skz.

requests: open

even if my requests are closed, my askbox is always open!! feel free to scream about your favs, send your horny thoughts, rant, ask me questions, etc

rules

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thanks for stopping by! ₊˚✩彡

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echidnana · 2 years

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the confluence

we’re the confluence, a polyplural hybrid system. body is mixed (white + east asian), disabled, tme, and 18.

questions about any of us are welcome! if we don’t want to disclose something or are uncomfortable with a question, we will say so.

we have introjects- they’re all fine with doubles or people who self ship with their source, just respect that they are not the same as your version of them and are their own individual.

collective language

- they/them (plural)

- if you’re unsure who’s fronting/the pronouns of the person fronting, they/them is our default pronouns!

- headmates or sysmates

- plural, collective, system, etc. are all good

- you can refer to us collectively as either the confluence or logan

- we collectively identify as aroace-spec, amatopunk, and pluralqueer

members

not everyone, just the folks who use tumblr. tags are #(name).txt and #(name) tag. links on the names go to a separate intro post.

this list isn’t super up to date anymore because of how many headmates we have now. asking for the pronouns of whoever is fronting is always ok with us!

🔗 A: he/they, adult

🀄️ agiri: she/her/?/?s

📹 aker: he/him

💕 amy: she/her, minor

🩰 austen: she/her

📍 B: he/she, adult

📚 banu: she/her, older teen

🔦 cheryl: he/she/they

🚫 circ: he/him/cy/cyb

🧨 deadpool: he/him, adult

🎠 emu: she/her

☔️ flower: it/its (he/him if we know each other)

🎪 franziska: any pronouns.

❣️ fukase: he/him

🍉 genya: he/they

🌊 giyuu: he/him, young adult

🎍 hinatsuru: she/they, ~21

🔭 honami: they/them

🎸 ichika: she/her/he/him

🍙 inumaki: he/him, 16

🖋 kanade: they/them

💐 kanao: she/they

❤️‍🩹 katya/kt: she/her, 13

🍰 L: he/him, usually ~25

♟ light: he/him, 17 or younger

🥭 li hua: she/her, ~17-21, @pixiuu

🏮 logan/tsunghan: he/him/voi/void

🗒 mafuyu: he/they

🎋 maki: she/her, minor

⚔️ makio: she/he, ~20-21

☯️ maya: she/her, ~18, lesbian, @feyic

🍊 miki: she/he/they

🎤 miku: she/it

💋 misa: she/her, ~19-22

🌧 muichiro: he/they

🪕 naki: she/they

🪲 nausicaä: they/she, adult

🎮 nene: she/they

🌸 nezuko: she/her

🔨 nobara: she/her, minor

🐍 obanai: he/they

🕸 peter: he/him, adult

🌳 piers: he/him, ~32

🌐 piko: he/they, teenager

🧋 saki: she/they

🐟 salmon: he/it

🐈 sana: she/her

💫 satoru: he/him/voi/void, minor

💥 shadow: he/him, minor

🦜 sherry: she/her, ageslider

🎧 shiho: they/she

☁️ silver: he/they

🔪 sonya: she/he/they

🪨 suguru: he/they

🫐 suma: she/he, ~20

🎴 tanjiro: he/they

🥖 teto: they/them

🌊 the tidepools: they/them, hybrid subsystem

👾 toya: he/him

🕊 yael: any pronouns

🎏 yasuna: she/he/they

🎥 yoshino: she/they, 17

🐋 young-woo: she/her, ~27

🌻 yuuji: he/him, minor

🔒 yura: he/him, 17

🌼 zenitsu: she/he

#abt #.txt #confluence posting #confluence tag #our posts #intro post #<- for our intros!

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kunikame · 1 year

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in another life. - w. j. moriarty

just a lil something that's been in the drafts for a while now.... 😇

warnings : mtp anime end + manga spoilers, cussing, stabbing & other mentions of killing/violence, sherlock is called a bastard twice (2 times), reader is called "beautiful" once (1) but no pronouns otherwise, ignore the "- divider -" it wont let me add the pic for some reason

w/c : 1671

maybe it was the way he carried himself, or maybe it was his selfless nature; you never knew the exact reason why you fell for the crime lord in disguise. it just.. happened.

you wouldn’t call it effortless, but you can’t call it hard either. loving william might have always been easy, but loving him never was.

loving william in a physical way was horribly hard. he was always overworked and tired– or working– and most importantly, on his merry way to rid england of the corrupt nobles. he was doing a great thing, you told yourself (the ‘but the wrong way’ remained unsaid, as always), and you couldn’t wait to see the nation become one he’s always dreamt of. a place where people feel safe, and, most importantly, equal.

only, you wanted to see it with him by your side.

yet as your eyes follow his figure and that of the accursed detective he’s grown so fond of– sherlock holmes, the bastard, that should be you– falling into the thames river, you realize that maybe, maybe he hasn’t told you the extent to how far he’s willing to go for this nation. maybe you were too naive, maybe you missed the signs, or maybe he simply didn’t trust you enough to tell you about his plans. now you’ll never know.

you remember one time you overheard the brothers arguing, liam saying “you don’t know what it’s like walking alone every step of the way” then apologizing right after, only to be met with silence. a few moments passed and you heard louis reply “you don’t know what it’s like either, brother. we started this journey together and have walked the path together, as a team. it’s only the destination you insist on reaching alone,” and now you realize, maybe you should’ve inquired about the meaning behind his words.

except, you didn’t. you thought if it’s something important, liam will tell you sooner or later. spoiler alert, he didn’t.

now all you feel is the betrayal settling in your heart because while everyone else knew, they never thought about telling you. no “oh hey, by the way, your boyfriend is going to sacrifice himself soon, but no worries we got sherlock on the job”– a plan which backfired since both of them jumped– nothing. what hurt the most was not even liam thought to tell you.

and here comes the guilt baring its teeth, biting into your heart and lungs and suddenly you can no longer breathe or hear anything other than the ringing in your ears– you never even got to say goodbye. he was just going to die without saying anything. he just.. left you there.

when you saw their bodies splash into the river you felt like a part of yourself drowned with them. with him.

the days after the incident were a blur. you don't quite remember anything through a whole month after they jumped. everyone around you slowly realized you knew nothing of the plan. albert couldn't talk to you about it very long as he got locked up. moran disappeared off the face of the earth soon after. all you had were fred, james and louis, and perhaps they were all you needed. every step of the way, they stood by your side.

you were a team after all. since your younger days. there were more of you back then, but, maybe the 4 of you could go on until you reunite with albert– and hopefully moran– somewhere down the path.

3 months. 3 months have passed.

days turned into weeks, weeks into months.

you missed william dearly each day, but you are not as depressed as you were anymore. louis has been made leader of m16, albert was still sitting in his cell, moran was still missing and fred was tending to his flowers. some things just don't change, you chuckled.

thanks to louis' new position you had responsibilities and jobs to carry out again. you'd say it's with less people but that would be a lie. herder has finally wormed his way into the actual missions– technically.

things start getting crazy from there. 1st a mission regarding moran, next a briefing with the older holmes, next the younger one– the absolute bastard– shows up. without william.

you take a step back– maybe you weren't over it after all, but if you stabbed him right now mycroft would kill you. louis verbalized the thoughts you all had, ".. that day, you fell down the river thames with brother william.. and now, you're the only one standing in front of us like this. can you.. please explain?"

sherlock goes to tell the story of how he awakened on a boat heading for america with bandages all over him and william both. met a guy called henry (also known as billy the kid, apparently), who was the one to patch them up and watch over them and blah blah blah– you stopped paying attention halfway. you only zoned in when he mentioned the blond.

".. i got a telegram from liam; 'help m16 for me' he said. and that's how i ended up back in london, in secret."

when you opened your mouth to speak, fred stole the words right out of your mouth, "mr. william is .."

it hit you then. not like a punch in the face, more like a direct run in with a truck. he didn't die. he's.. he's not dead. he's alive. for the love of god, he's alive.

uncontrollable tears were streaming down your cheeks. it wasn't just a dream, wasn't just something you made yourself believe to cope with his 'betrayal'. it's real. he's alive.

the room broke out in chaos once the news registered in herder's brain. he reminded fred of his new roses, and you of your one wish coming true– it didn't last long however, as louis got right back to the point of the briefing.

"you really are just like liam."

"mr. holmes, may i have a moment?"

you couldn't help yourself, you rushed to the door after it closed behind the 2 men.

".. thank you. for that time.. and all the way until now, for not forsaking my brother.. for saving his life.. from the bottom of my heart, thank you."

william and albert went around greeting everyone in order. you stepped away and chose to gaze out the huge window while you waited. eventually, you were the only one left.

you smiled softly then; you can imagine how much those words meant to louis. they were true, though.

- divider -

yet another mission is over, and now moran is back among your little no-longer-criminal-organization group. it took fred almost being shot, a poker card from william, and a lot of convincing, but he's home. you're back to bickering and teasing each other, just like old times.

barely 2 days later, william and albert showed up, sending the tea cup fred was holding shattering. the idea of letting the 3 brothers have their reunion first was a collective agreement so you pushed louis into the hallway and shut the door softly.

with a soft sigh, you avoided listening in on their conversation this time (much unlike the other occupants of the room; specifically herder, who went tumbling the moment the door opened).

taking the cue, the others slowly filed out of the room, leaving only you and william, who was staring at your back intently.

"you have an eyepatch now i see," you said, turning to face him.

the sun behind you illuminated your figure just right. you looked exactly like an angel would. maybe this a sign, he thinks.

"i do indeed. you've grown even more beautiful than i remember."

"flattery will get you nowhere, pretty boy," you sighed, "why didn't you tell me?"

"i couldn't, i'm sorry. you looked so happy. i couldn't bring myself to ruin it for you. for us. i thought, in the end, if i shouldered the responsibility myself, maybe you'd realize i was a monster all along. tainted, with hands covered in blood. i didn't deserve to hold you, love you, the way i was."

"you're very wrong about that. you were, are, and will always be the most beautiful and selfless soul i know– even if that whole bridge jump scene was very selfish, if i do say so myself," you move closer to him to cup his cheeks (still as soft as you remember, though slightly more bony) and caress them softly, "you deserve everything and more, liam. if the stars would make you happy i'd go and pick some for you. you should've talked to me, relied on me a little more. i thought we were a team, an unstoppable duo, you know? i can't be a duo on my own; neither can you."

"i know now. i'm sorry. are you still mad?"

you looked at him as if he hung the sun and stars himself and he believes he has an answer to that question, "i'm not mad at you. i can't be. i love you too much for that."

the love in your eyes is mirrored in his vermillion one, the burning intensity of it almost swallowing you up like the flames in a burning building, yet the warmth is friendlier– gentler – the last rays of a summer sunset by the ocean.

"never do anything like that ever again, alright blondie? promise me."

"i promise."

you remove your hand from his cheek, placing it in the small space between you and raise an eyebrow in amusement, "do you pinky promise?"

he can only chuckle and hook his pinky with yours, "i pinky promise."

the deal is sealed with a kiss filled with 3 years worth of words and emotions left unsaid.

perhaps it was meant to be like this. is this what "in another life" means? most likely not, yet still. he's a new person and so are you. your lives are not what they used to be.

maybe this is your "another life".

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nikirishimura2 · 2 years

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🖋 sfw pt2

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onecollectivestardrop · 1 year

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redid pinned lol

#🖋.txt #^_^#anyways hey hi hello

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dsmpkinfessions · 3 years

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kunikame · 2 years

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Natsume!! hello! i see rqs r open.....kindly asking if u don't mind..... ahem,,, small hcs of leo comforting fem!s/o that came home and break down in front of him bcz of toxic work place? i need comfort after angsty day ToT, take yer time n don't forget to rest!

-🐝

hi hi bee nonnie welcome to the squad!!! ofc ofc! im so sorry it took so long to get this out i kept rewriting it cuz i never liked how it came out. still kinda dont but my beta readers said its good so im gonna trust them :,) hope you like it ! thank you & have a great day <3

[ natsume & izumi ver. ]

comfort crowd - t. leo

warnings : "angel" used once (1 time)

w/c : 862

today was a horrible day, you decided. it started when you realized you forgot your house keys, then when your only friend at work didn't show up, making the place 10 times more unbearable than it was with her around.

next thing you know everyone was approaching you with demands you couldn't possibly meet in your work hours, so they asked you to stay later. your superior started yelling at you for missing a report you were sure you weren't even asked to write, but no one would listen to you trying to defend yourself.

by the time you were finished, it was way past your usual clock out time and your lock screen was filled with messages from leo asking where you were.

heaving a deep sigh and looking around the office you realized you were the last one there. you stood up, tired bones aching, and stretched hoping to relieve at least some of the pain. spoiler alert: didn't help.

you walked out of the building, your mind exhaustedly pulling your body along with you, the only thing keeping you going was the thought of laying in bed.

then it started raining, because of course it did

this time you groaned, of course this happens when you dont have an umbrellla, or your keys. putting in the effort to sluggishly walk home faster, your feet carried you on autopilot as your mind was far, far away. what was leo doing right now? you only hope he didn't burn the apartment down. wait- apartment.... you'll have to walk up all those stairs.. oh wait, nevermind, there's an elevator. thank god.

next thing you know you were standing in said elevator ascending to your apartments floor. the doors opened facing a long hallway. you got out and slowly walked towards the door decorated with an orange bell leo insisted on hanging. you knocked and the door opened immediately, the bell letting out a pleasant chime.

"where've you been i was worried sick you weren't even answering your messages and-"

you walked past him. no matter how it stabbed you in the heart to do so, you were too tired to listen to his yelling right now.

the ginger stood in the doorway dumbfounded, then slowly turned to see you walking towards the bedroom. gently closing the door and locking it, he followed you.

"what's wrong?" he asked, quieter this time.

you sighed, "work. it was horrible," though you told yourself you wouldn't cry, the slight tremble in your voice betrayed you.

"wanna talk about it? i'll run you a warm bath."

the stabbing in your heart got more intense. now you felt even worse for walking past him. wordlessly nodding knowing your voice would betray you if you spoke, leo stood watching you for a moment then left for the bathroom.

a few moments later you followed after him. the sweet aroma of the floral scented bath bubbles you bought a month ago surrounded you and suddenly your headache wasn't as bad as it was just a moment ago. your boyfriend looked at you and grinned, telling you to get in while he fetched a towel. you did just that.

the water was just the right temparature and you felt your stiff muscles relaxing. heaving a sigh, you leaned your head against the edge of the tub and closed your eyes. maybe this is what your mind was craving instead of just sleeping your problems away.

leo came back with the softest towel you owned and sat next to the tub. he looked at you for a moment, your posture more relaxed and your eyebrows no longer scrunched up.

"so, what happened?"

you went on a rant, telling him about your troubles throughout the day. you don't remember when exactly he moved over to start massaging your shoulders and scalp but you wouldn't dare complain. it felt so so nice.

his fingers kept moving through your hair, not stopping even when you were done ranting. he knew how much you needed this. just like how you did everything in your power to ensure he never overworked himself and kept his shine, he had to do the same. he loved you wholeheartedly, with his entire being and more, seeing you so down felt like a knife stab right in his heart.

"i'm sorry you had to go through all that today angel. is anzu off sick or was she just not in today?" you shrugged.

"well, no matter. we could always find you a different job. and before you complain, this space is clearly not good for you. you're always exhausted and they demand too much of you. i say you should quit. i could ask sena if he knows about anything. or arashi maybe.. tsukasa?" he moved to sit in front of you and held your hand close to his heart, "i'll ask anyone and everone. i'll do anything, no matter what it takes. it's my job to save you, i am your knight after all," and he showed a grin so bright it could rival the sun.

but, then again, there is no rival for him when he is your sun.

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kunikame · 2 years

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helloo! i love ur work and was wondering if i could request your last leo work with izumi and natsume? thank u have a wonderful day/evening<3

hellaur hellaur! im so glad you liked it! ofc you can dear, please enjoy!

[ leo ver. ]

bandaids - s. natsume & s. izumi

he was reading one of his spell books when you stormed into the house in tears, which was surprising in itself.

naturally, he got up to follow after you and find out what had you at your wits end. hopefully nothing a little magic trick couldn't fix.

when you agreed to tell him he made you both a cup of hot chocolate (or tea, whichever you prefer) and sat you down in the living room, ready to listen to whatever troubles could have possibly dimmed your shine.

you told him about your day and how shitty it was and mans was flabbergasted

what do you mean your boss mistreats you??? he couldn't believe what you were saying. this random dude with a company was being sexist towards his s/o? by what right??

"now now, kitten. if it was so, you should've told me sooner. this is nothing the mighty sakasaki natsume can't possibly fix with a little di-"

"you can't make him disappear, sume."

"what do you mean i can't?"

good job, now he's the one grumbling.

"i still don't like you working there anymore. don't you want to look for a different job? you could manage switch, though i don't trust tsumugi near you either. he's not as bad as your boss of course, but he's... tsumugi. either way, if anything like this happens ever again, please let me know sooner. i want to be able to help you. however, my offer of managing switch still stands. if you ever decide to accept it, we'll welcome you with open arms."

izumi already knew how bad your work space was from when he visited you one time, he never told you to quit because of how happy you seemed when talking about your coworker and how you were happy your paycheck was big enough to help him with paying the bills so it didn't feel like you were using him for his riches.

which, by the way, nobody thought in the first place. izumi wouldn't mind paying everything himself, he would never use that against you. he had tons of cash he didn't even know what to do with, it would honestly be the least he can do.

anyway, he figured one day you'd also realize you need a better job, and he's prepared for when that day comes. when today you weren't replying to his messages, he thought maybe the day has finally come. oh how right he was. he just wishes it didn't involve you having a mental breakdown.

"it's alright dear. come, let's sit down and talk about it, alright? please don't cry."

with each word that came out of your mouth his anger increased. he knew it was bad, he just didn't think it was to this extent.

"hm. your boss and coworkers need someone to talk some sense into them. what? oh, quit looking at me like that. i won't do it myself of course, i have a reputation to uphold. doesn't mean i don't know people who will do it for me. now you're glaring at me, but if you had listened to me and applied for that other job i told you about, this could've been avoided. ow! i'm just saying!"

if glaring fails, simply elbow him. always works. he may sound condescending or whatever but i promise he means well. he just wants you to be happy.

".. shi .. you 'nt..."

"what?"

he sighed, "i said i can't offer you a job since we just got a new manager- leo's girlfriend or whatever- but arashi mentioned she needs a manager or something like that. the other agency i told you about have no offers anymore, but since it's arashi i'm sure she'd hire you in a heartbeat. if you want, that is."

he's a little hard around the edges but he loves you more than anyone, and you can bet on that.

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