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Sk8r boi.
Featuring. Kanata Yatonokami x Fem! Reader.
Your skateboarding lesson ended up being more than just that.
Tags: romantic fluff, Kanata is soft and protective.
🛹 - Dedicated to my dear Kanata lovers @koumeowkami @ahskp and @kanyata 💜 I hope you guys like this.
Light dyed in a myriad of lilac and mauve follows you around as you rush towards the beaten up sofa of his apartment.
Had this been anyone else, he would have rolled around and kept sleeping.
But the lavender infinity in his gaze found its horizon always in you.
No matter how much he pouted or grumbled, “no” wasn’t a word that existed in his vocabulary when it came to you.
Your hand reaches out, gently shaking his shoulder, his worn skateboard rattling against the floor as you try to wake your boyfriend.
A groan escapes his lips.
You giggle, expression tender as you observe his frown and scrunched up nose.
Lashes seemingly threaded of moonlight rest against his pale cheekbones.
To you, he had always been an angel, troubled by the gravity that mercilessly made him plummet on this cold, twisted world.
But you were always there to break his fall.
“Kanata!” You call, kneeling beside his sleeping figure. “Wake up, it’s evening already!”
Another groan, followed by his arm unconsciously wrapping around your shoulders.
“ ‘S too early…” He mumbles, tightening his hold on you.
You chuckle. Your boyfriend was always too adorable when he was sleepy. His clinginess for you showed, and you loved it a little too much.
“Kanata… You’re squishing me…” You laugh, muffled by his hold. “It’s evening now, look, look, the sun is already setting!”
“It’s too cold.” He replies, curling up closer by your side.
“Please?” You pout, playfully, resting your forehead against his, your hand finding his own.
You can hear him sigh, those violet eyes you loved so much finally catching the rosy daylight of sundown.
“You want something, don’t you?” Kanata questions, knowingly, resting his hand on top of your head, softly ruffling your hair.
“Pretty please?” You confirm, showing him his skateboard.
“You want to go skateboarding now? You don’t even know how…” Kanata’s voice is slightly hoarse from sleep, hair tousled as he rests his cheek on his palm.
“That’s the point! I want to learn and I want you to teach me.” You insist.
Despite the determination in your tone, your lover purses his lips.
He remembers the bruises that used to litter his body when he got on a skateboard for the first time.
Black and blue is not a combination he’d like to see imprinted on your skin.
“You’ll fall.” Comes Kanata’s deadpan expression.
I can’t bear to see you get hurt. Are the words he made his heart keep silent.
You whine, tugging on his hand, an indication you want him to get up.
“I’ll be okay! Kanata, you’ll be with me…”
He finally sits up, and there’s nothing but adoration in his eyes when he next lays them on you.
To you, having him by your side equals being safe. How could someone like him be so lucky to find your light when his world was dimming?
“Tsk, fine…” Your boyfriend agrees, finally, as you squeal and wrap your arms around him.
It’s worth it, if you are going to look this happy, he supposes.
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“D-don’t let go…” You utter, trembling, as you attempt to keep your balance, body stiff, arms stretched out.
Faint beams of sun filter in between the old buildings, akin to strings holding you together as you try not to fall.
“Don’t be silly, of course I’m not letting you go.” Kanata assures you, while his hands are positioned on your waist.
Gaze averted, his face burns; he’s cuddled with you endless times, why is holding you like this flustering him so much?
He sighs, extending a hand towards you instead.
“Let’s try it from another side.” He suggests.
Both of his hands clutch yours firmly, yet with enough gentleness that if you wanted so, you could easily pull away.
With him, it feels safe. And even if you were to topple over, you know you’d find his arms already stretched out to catch you.
“O-okay… I think I got this…”
As much as you’re struggling to only propel yourself a few centimeters and with his help, Kanata can’t help but linger for a little on the thought of how cute you look right now.
Your hands grab onto his tightly, as if he was your lifeline, which right now, (and always) he pretty much is.
“Alright, good, now, push against the floor with your other foot and then put it back up on the board.” Your boyfriend instructs, one of his hands still in yours, while the other hovers nearby.
“Like this- Woah!” Is everything you have time to articulate before you’re bracing yourself for impact, your balance lost in an instant.
Except you land against something softer than you had expected.
Someone.
“I got you.” The voice you loved to hear in angsty lyrics or in the gilded first light of a new day reassures. “I told you I wouldn’t let you go.”
From your position, leaning on his chest, you stare up at him, the relief of finding his embrace instead of harsh concrete, palpable in your features.
You know you’re staring.
You can’t look away.
Your eyes are fixated on Kanata, and yet, you could swear you’re looking at a piece of twilight skies descended just for you.
Strands of silver hair mirroring the purple heaven above sway with the dusk breeze around his shoulders, eyelashes of the same color framing eyes that look at you with equal parts affection and concern.
That gaze of his.
It had always been your weakness; hyacinth petals aflutter amidst a snowy night. So many words hidden in it. He was always better at actions, after all.
Suddenly, his grip tightens around your arms, pulling you upright.
In the silence shared between you and the setting sun, Kanata’s focus is solely on you. A wave of relief washes over him when he makes sure no bruises marr your exposed knees.
“Why did you decide to wear that to come skateboarding?” He grumbles, glancing in the direction of your plaid skirt. “I mean it’s cute- No that’s-“ He lets out a sigh. “You could have easily gotten hurt.” He finally manages, cheeks the same shade dried rose petals stained the pages of a priced diary.
Your hands reach out to cradle his cheeks, gently brushing a few stray lilac locks away from his eyes.
“I knew I’d be safe with you here, Kanata.” Is the soft utterance you confess to reassure him, right as your lips softly brush his.
When you part, you feel a force pulling you against your lover’s chest again, the lips you had just grazed now chasing after you fervently.
You don’t hesitate to kiss him back, the desperation spelled in his every touch known by heart to you at this point.
You’d need way more skateboarding lessons, Kanata thinks, as one of his hands cups the back of your head, his sharper canines slightly nibbling on your lower lip.
And if this is how all of them end up, he’ll take his time teaching you.
For now, though, he’ll just let himself smile into the sweetness of you.
#paradox live#paradox live x reader#paradox live imagines#paralive#paralive x reader#kanata yatonokami#kanata yatonokami x reader#pararai#paralive imagines#paradox live cozmez#paradox live headcanons#cozmez#paradox live kanata#kanata x reader#paradox live the animation#anime imagines#fluff#hailey writes
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I... I don't know what came over me, but here! Have this!
lonely, lonely little life (I could kid myself in thinking that I'm fine), 1.8k, G
Eddie is sitting on the couch, his foot elevated on a pillow that rests carefully on the coffee table and his untouched beer sitting open but warmed by time, when he hears a knock at his door.
For a moment, he wants to ignore it, to pretend he isn’t home to answer or that maybe the pain medicine he’s on has made him so tired he simply can’t get out of bed to answer the door. Immediately, a new wave of guilt rushes over him. He hadn’t realized he was doing it - ignoring Buck - but he was doing it even now. He wants to let Buck in and apologize; he wants Buck to come in on his own and apologize right back; he wants them to be the way they have always been. Eddie hadn’t realized when that had changed.
A minute passes while Eddie contemplates his position - in the world, in Buck’s life - and before he can force himself up off of the couch, he hears a key jumbling in the lock and then the door is open and Eddie isn’t sure he’s going to survive this.
“Eddie?” Buck calls from the door, unable to take another step inside on his own.
And guiltily, Eddie wants to leave him there. He wants Buck to think that he’s not home, that they can have this conversation another time when he doesn’t feel as much like he’s drowning, but then Buck calls for him again and he can’t stop his mouth from answering, “In here.”
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#911#911 spoilers#evan buck buckley#eddie diaz#7x04#911 7x04#coda#fanfiction#fanfic#Hailey writes#buddie#buck/tommy#literally I sat down to write buck/tommy fic and the spirit of eddie diaz came over me and here we are#ao3#this little fic contains apologies and coming out#it just happened I had no control over it#bisexual evan buckley#bi buck
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I Wanna Kiss Your Lips
Day 1 of MaeIso week: Firsts/Lasts
Ao3 Link
It was currently New Year’s Eve and some time past 11:00 PM. Maehara and Isogai were currently sitting at Maehara’s backyard looking at the stars above them.
For a moment, Maehara turned his gaze at his boyfriend. Just looking at him made him smile. He wanted to kiss him before the year ended. Prior to this moment, they never had their official first kiss. While yes, Maehara has earned himself a couple of kisses on the cheek and forehead from Isogai, they never had their first ACTUAL kiss. Y’know, on the lips.
That thought ran through Maehara’s mind. Sure, he was long past having his first kiss but Isogai hasn’t. He could rush in and kiss him now but he wanted things to go smoothly. His boyfriend deserved the absolute best and Maehara wanted to give that to him.
Isogai noticed Maehara staring at him “What?”
“You’re like really pretty, you know that right?” Maehara said as he played with one of Isogai’s brunette strands of hair.
The boy before him turned away but it was obvious he was flustered.
“Pretty, huh?” Isogai said while still looking away, “Don’t you think “handsome” sounds more fitting?”
“What? Have a problem with being called pretty?”
“Well, no.”
Maehara couldn’t help but smile, “Well, I like calling you pretty so, I’m going to keep calling you pretty. That okay?”
“Yeah, it’s okay.” He paused before saying, “I like pretty.”
God, I love him, Maehara thought.
After that, they sat in silence for a couple of more minutes. Maehara checked his phone and saw it was already 11:45. If Maehara was going to kiss Isogai before midnight it had better be soon. Time was running out.
“Um, Hiro?” Just like that, Maehara was snapped out of his thoughts.
“Yes, Yuu?”
“Weird question, but uh, what was your first kiss like? Y’know like, on the lips.”
“My first kiss huh? Well, it wasn’t bad or anything. You remember Jun, right?”
Isogai thought for awhile then nodded, “Wasn’t she…”
“Yup, my first girlfriend.”
“Weren’t you guys like, ten?”
“It still counted! Anyways, we didn’t do much besides hold hands and hug a couple of times. One day during recess, she pulled me under the jungle gym and kissed me. She ran away afterwards.”
“Hm, I don’t think you told me that part.”
Smirking, Maehara moved his face towards Isogai’s closer, “You jelly?”
“No, I’m not.” Isogai tried to look away from him but Maehara moved closer. Rolling his eyes, Isogai pushed him away.
“Anyways, why’d you ask?”
“Well, no reason in particular.” His cheeks were beyond pink, “It’s just, uh, you know how we haven’t officially kissed yet, right? On the lips at least.”
“Huh, really? Haven’t noticed.” That was clearly a lie but Maehara wanted to see where this was going.
“Yeah, well, it is New Year’s Eve and all and it’s almost midnight and y’know what couples usually do at midnight?” He fiddled with his hands, “Well, uh, I guess what I’m trying to say is, um…” He gulped, “Can you kiss me?”
Maehara looked at Isogai for a moment before grinning, “Oh?”
He nervously chuckled, “Well, I don’t have any experience with kissing and you have like…a bunch.”
“Well, you didn’t have to put it like that now.”
“I figured that we should have our first kiss before the year ends. With you kissing me of course. Um, if that’s alright with you?”
“Why of course.”
He smiled, oh so wholesomely in Maehara’s eyes, “Great! So what should I do?”
Maehara leaned in and tilted his chin up, “Just sit there and look pretty as always. Okay?”
He nodded and closed his eyes.
It’d be a lie to to say that Maehara didn’t adore Isogai. So much so that he couldn’t help but just sit there and admire him for a bit.
He sat there in awestruck when Isogai peeked one of his eyes open and Maehara was quickly reminded of what he should be doing.
“Hey, keep your eyes closed!”
“Sorry sorry!” He shut his eyes and briefly laughed.
That small laugh of his was music to Maehara’s ears.
It was hard to tell if his heart was racing out of love or out nervousness. Both was the best option it seemed.
Like Isogai had said, Maehara was certainly over experienced when it came to the whole kissing thing. But he couldn’t remember the last time he felt this way. This nervous. Through all his time kissing girls it never felt as if his heart was going to beat out of his chest like it is now.
That was probably because Isogai wasn’t just some girl to him. He was so much more than that to him and he loved him with all of his heart.
Sensing Isogai was getting antsy, he finally put their lips together.
There were two words to describe it. Pure heaven. Both of them felt as if they were on cloud nine.
Maehara moved his hands to hold Isogai’s face and Isogai held them.
The kiss felt so different from the other ones Maehara had. It felt familiar. It felt comforting. It felt safe.
It felt right.
He didn’t want to stop honestly.
He could tell that Isogai didn’t want to either.
Unfortunately, the tender moment was interrupted by the booming, cackling sound in the sky.
They looked up and was greeted with extravagant fireworks above.
Maehara pulled out his phone and checked the time again. It was precisely 12:00am.
It was midnight.
Maehara looked up and smiled.
He sat there admiring the fireworks for a while and then turned his eyes back to his absolutely, lovely boyfriend.
Isogai wasn’t looking at the fireworks, instead he was touching his lips from what it seemed like absolute satisfaction and wonder. He closed his eyes and smiled to himself.
He put his gaze back onto Maehara and they locked eyes.
“So, how was that for your first kiss?”
He hummed, “It was nice. I loved it.” He took my hand and squeezed it, “I love you.”
“I love you too, Yuuma.”
He nodded and fiddled with his fingers, “So, how was the kiss for you?”
“You’re asking me?”
“Well, yeah! Is that weird?”
He shook his head, “It isn’t weird, okay? And if you enjoyed the kiss, of course I would as well. I loved it, too.”
“That’s good.”, Isogai looked up and leaned his head on Maehara’s shoulder, “Happy New Year’s, Hiro.”
Maehara put his head on top of Isogai’s, “Happy New Years, Yuu.”
#FINALLY I WROTE SOMETHING#Although it’s late and from an already pre-existing WIP#But who cares!? I DID IT AND I’M FINISHED#WOOH!#assassination classroom#ansatsu kyoushitsu#assclass#hiroto maehara#yuuma isogai#maeiso#maeisoweek2023#day 1: >firsts</lasts#hailey writes
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When you're sick
DSMP
C!Wilbur and C!Techno
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Disclaimer: this is just an experiment ;-)
All of these will be the in game characters
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C!Wilbur
- when he finds out that you're sick he's doing presidency stuff
- He tries to finish quickly as possible and then stops at Nikis for some good soup, he would make it himself but Nikis is just better
- when he arrives he sees you bundled up in your bed with a fever
- he feels sad that he didn't arrive sooner to be by your side
- he gives you the soup and spoonfeeds it to you
- he helps you in every way possible to make you comfortable, he openes the windows for a little bit, he makes you tea with honey, he also gives you a damp towel to ease your headache
- when he does all he can think of to make you comfortable he starts singing to you to help you sleep
- it's just calming singing in hushed voice because he doesn't want to give you a headache
- he stays with you even after you fall asleep and the entire night
- when he has to go be president the next day he makes sure someone will come take care of you in the mean time
- this repeats until you're healthy, and then it takes at least 2 weeks of "are you dressed well? Won't you catch a cold again? Are you sure? Did you drink enought?"
- he cares a lot
C!Techno
- he cares but doesn't want to let it show
- he's not like stone-faced not at all, he can just keep his cool
- he brings you soup and claims Philza made it, when actually he made it, but he doesn't want you to know for some mysterius reason
- every time you fall asleep he makes sure your room has enough fresh air or that It's warm enought
- Niki and Ramboo keep you company when you're awake
- Techno doesn't really show up much until later in the evening when he comes to check on you, you usually make him read to you
- he does
- he acts annoyed but really he's happy
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....It's always Selena Gomez who should apologize, and Hailey Bieber who should stay quiet. We only have expectations from women...
#hailey bieber#hailey writes#justin#bieber#gomez#hailey baldwin#hailey bieber nails#hailey bieber lockscreens#hailey bieber wows in blue bikini as she fronts new victoria’s secret range#hailey bieber gifs#hailey bieber icons#justin bieber#kendall jenner#hailey bieber headers#justin drew bieber#hailey bieber style#justin bieber songs#justin bieber headers#justin bieber india concert#justin bieber edits#hailey#justin bieber icons#selena gomez instagram#selena gomez revelacion#selena gomez snl#omitb cast#martin short#selena gomez fashion#selena gomez icons#steve martin
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You're joking 😂
Okay, I don't want to hear Gwen say another word about trauma and relationships. Every choice she made for Jay and Hailey was intentional. If you dismantled them because you subscribe to some archaic belief that only one couple can be happy, say that. If you're mad that actors left, say that. Let's not pretend you have some deep thoughts about trauma and relationships while Kim and Adam are making it work.
#chicago pd#this isn't even against kim and adam btw#i don't care what they do with them#it's about the writing for jay and hailey#just to be clear
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Iv got a ton of headcannon RD thoughts in my head right now so under a cut (since I can be long winded lol) here I’m gonna talk a lot about them. Mostly pertaining to all of the characters
So to start off
Intern (and my own thoughts on them):
My own version of the intern would probably be pretty static- very simple humanoid looking robot, uses wheels to be pushed or roll around so going up elevators is how they get up and down. Still controlled by a remote intern and due to being pretty prototyped they can’t do much other then what the robot it’s built for (pushing buttons!) They do have a simple display that shows a heart rate on their arm and a face display for basic emotions.
Samurai and Insomniac
These guys are weird so their backgrounds get to be just as weird. Samurai and Insomniac both came to Middlesea from Japan (Samurai) and Korea (Insomniac) to compete in a worldwide tournament of katana sparring. Insomniac ended up losing to Samurai after getting no sleep the night before and admittedly got a bit peeved about it. They had a run in when Samurai was celebrating at a nightclub and had a rematch on the dance floor. One drunken fight later they ended up at the hospital and have to be there awhile to sort out the paperwork. They’re on much better terms now and respect each other’s skills.
Bonus stuff: Samurai is bad at speaking English but is very good at writing it, Insomniac is vice versa this. Samurai due to the struggle to show emotions through words usually emotes things physically and doesn’t mind stuff happening as long as he gets to be included. Insomniac has insomnia because of the time difference and not being able to adjust
Logan and Hailey
I feel they’re probably about 15? Old enough to be highschoolers but still pretty childish at times. They’re also both in dance! (I mean com’on two kids being able to just break into slow dance together is pretty impressive) Hailey loves to talk about said fact but Logan is pretty self conscious about being one of the few boys in it. Big baseball fans but didn’t ever play it before lucky as they were a bit scared of being demolished. Met through the before mentioned dance class and hit it off very quickly. Other then that, they’re pretty typical, optimistic and overly energetic teens.
Cole
He’s not originally from Middlesea but instead a few towns over. Got kicked from home as a final choice by his parents when he kept avoiding to get a job and hyper focused on music making. They gave him 1500$ on the way out and still wanted the best for him but in his emotions, cut them off before jumping all the way to Middlesea by train. Shortly after arriving, Cole had his first very bad SVT attack from stress and trying to chug energy shots to stay awake after a very long train ride and got taken to the hospital. Now can’t decide if he wants to get out of the hospital already for music inspiration and to be free or try to stay longer for the sake of having a place to stay and see the new friends he’s made.
Nicole
Gave up on music only a year after highschool when her less well off family couldn’t support her musical ambitions and chose to leave it behind for the sake of a career. Despite not having the title, basically acts as the cafe manager after most her team got laid off. It’s how she can get away with locking up early sometimes or just chilling in the cafe after hours. Dyes her nearly black hair green constantly and learned how to do it herself.
Mr and Mrs Stevenson
Mrs Stevenson is the owner of a bird sanctuary while Mr Stevenson has been retired for awhile due to previous injuries. He always called Mrs in the mornings as she had to always leave early in the morning to take care of her birds. The ones with bow ties are all rescues who were taken in since they were babies and lived at their house. Taught them all how to sing with her and Mr.
Miner
Small town mfer, always took care of his injuries at home and hasn’t really ever been to a hospital till now. Around 35 yrs old and works as a sulfur miner for a team of geologists. Has been mining since 20~ but that time has seriously been taking affect on his body now. Likely won’t be returning to his work after the hospital when he finds out the ramifications of his work. Everyone’s friend, even friendly and kind to Edega.
.. and that’s kinda all Iv got at the moment other then Lucky being thrown off from a real friend group after being in a fake one for so long. I don’t have a lot HCs for the doctors yet other then Ian sorre….
If you made it this far have some cocole doodles for your sake
#ALSOASLO. Cole getting a red hair streak from Nicole when he moves in#rhythm doctor#rhythm doctor writing#rhythm doctor samurai#rhythm doctor insomniac#rhythm doctor hailey#rhythm doctor logan#cole brew#nicole ting#rhythm doctor stevensons#rhythm doctor miner#RD Connections Converged
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“take me to the fucking roof (maybe), give me just a little truth (leave me).”
aesthetic of hour nine and ten of twenty four hours.
#twenty four hours#hailey’s sick beats#technically?#cannot stress how many hints are in this board alone#this is essentially the entire chapter 😭#it’s gonna be a long one hahaaa#idk if this is cheesy or conceded to do but i wanted to drop a little treat as i wrap up writing#anyways have a wonderful sunday#twenty four hours extras#everything except the beginning scene because i couldn’t find a photo 😐
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superstar (desperately in love with you)
Summary: a "one more song" sequel oneshot where Hailey surprises Jay on tour
AN: Two months later, it’s one more song day again! Hi friends! Long time no see. I’m happy to be back with a special oms sequel oneshot in honor of a dear friend’s birthday! I hope Rockstar Jay helps brighten your Monday! Thanks for reading!
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#upstead#upstead fic#upstead fanfiction#chicago pd#jay halstead#hailey upton#jay x hailey#hailey x jay#anniesardors writes#one more song fic
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fragile things (15865 words) by bookishgypsy
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Chicago PD (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Jay Halstead/Hailey Upton, Jay Halstead & Hailey Upton
Characters: Hailey Upton, Jay Halstead, Trudy Platt
Summary:
She tries to get by without him, but he's everywhere. No matter where she looks, all she sees is him and them and their entire relationship flash before her eyes. She tries to hold on to all the good memories she has of him to get her through the months without him, but she's starting to doubt if that hope she's holding on to is enough for him to come home.
#upstead#hailey x jay#upstead fic#chicago pd#my writing#yes this is a almost 16k oneshot#leave me alone
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Take my hand, don't let me go.
Featuring. Kanata Yatonokami, Nayuta Yatonokami, Kei Miyama, Shion Kaida x GN! Reader.
What does it feel like, to hold his hand?
Tags: romantic fluff, headcanons.
♡ KANATA YATONOKAMI
— His hands are considerably svelte, despite the roughness and calluses brought by a life of hardships.
— Just as the rest of him, he really doesn’t pay much attention to them, and yet it’s undeniable they are pretty.
— You wonder, how come his skin is always silky smooth when he doesn’t bother with hand creams and has no qualms with getting his hands dirty to protect the ones he loves (read, you and Nayuta) or get his job done.
— You pout as you ask him exactly that, as you walk hand in hand through the cluttered neighborhood in the slums; the last rays of crepuscular light filter through the buildings, clothes hanging on a drying thread decadently beautiful when they sway on the wind.
— Kanata was always beautiful, but, in this light, he looks nothing short of an angel. A fallen angel, discarded by lady luck and the fates, now descended into your arms, his decaying tainted wings soaring to sunnier skies by your side.
— “Not fair… Why are your hands so soft?” You ask, lips scrunched up as you come to a stop and slot your fingers between his.
— Cozmez’s elder blushes at the contact of your two palms.
— “Adorable.” You think, closing your fingers around his.
— “It’s not like they’re that soft.” He grumbles, looking to the side, locks of silver lilac blooms merging with the dusk sky.
— “They’re pretty too…” You trail off, gently grasping one of his hands in between your two, as you tenderly caress the protruding tendons and veins.
— “H-hey, stop it!” Your boyfriend wails, face not unlike the ruddy hue of the setting sun.
— You smile softly, putting his warm palm against your cheek.
— “Your hands are so pretty, Kanata… Just as you are.” You mumble, leaving a kiss to the inner side of his wrist.
— And because Yatonokami Kanata was easily flustered, despite the frown he showed the world, he takes the back of your head and leans you close to his chest.
— His heartbeat is wild, much in the way he is, a rose with steel thorns and midnight petals, some of them wilted; yet to those who approach it with care and true love in their hearts, it awards them with the sweetest scent and a whimsical view.
— You’re never letting go.
♡ NAYUTA YATONOKAMI
— Like Kanata, has naturally pretty hands.
— Slender than Kanata’s, with veins slightly more marked in color, the blue hue reminding you of the skies he called “not as beautiful as you.”
— Sometimes, you give him your bow hair tie to keep it for you. And of course, your lover likes wearing it around his wrist. You can’t resist holding hands with him when he does that, swinging them happily as you walk. It’s adorable how he chuckles every time his eyes inevitably focus on your smile.
— You find it so cute how Nayuta’s hands get easily red with the cold.
— And because he definitely has a mischievous side, he always adored holding your face when his skin was freezing.
— You gasp, a whine of “Nayuuutaa!” escaping you, his cute laughter enough to make you think you would let him put his freezing hands beneath your shirt.
— “You always warm up my heart and my hands. You’re cute.” He says, effectively leaving you speechless.
— Your face buries in your boyfriend’s chest at the remark, he really is going to be the death of you.
— Other times, when you two are just hanging out on the rooftop, you love seeing his fingers splayed out against the bright blue sky.
— As if reaching out, hoping to catch a drifting dream, you love to stretch out your own hand next to his, pinkies touching.
— It’s funny, how the gesture is enough to make your own heart flutter, when you’re the one who initiated it.
— Your cheeks burn, not unlike the blinding sunshine above, when you realize Nayuta’s lavender gaze is set on you.
— Because who cared about blue skies and sunny days when he had you by his side?
— Not him, that’s for sure, the moment his lips tease the corner of yours.
♡ KEI MIYAMA
— All of him is the embodiment of perfection; a picture perfect angel, seemingly descended upon this earth just to grace you with his candid light.
— And the way he holds you is no exception.
— His hands are soft, gentle; the hands of a man born to create melodies, light dancing at the tip of his fingertips with every added note.
— You adore his svelte fingers entwined with yours, the memory of wintry leaves swaying across a sunny sky so vivid when his hands hold yours.
— The way his phantometal bracelet envelops his wrist makes you jealous at times, prompting you to slip your fingers beneath it, caressing his peachy skin in that area.
— Your lover’s reactions are demure, elegant, much like everything he does, but you never miss the rosy blooms flowering on his cheeks when you two are intimate like this.
— It’s undeniable 1Nm8’s leader has beautiful hands, and you love making him try on your own accessories.
— Maybe you’re a fool, but you can’t take your eyes off his slim fingers when you put one of your silver rings on them; you hope one day, you’ll wear matching ones.
— “My love? Is there anything wrong?” He asks, when you fall silent, those slate eyes framed by the rays of sunrise searching for your gaze in concern.
— You start, hand squeezing his with tenderness.
— “Nothing, nothing…” You trail off, a subtle smile tugging at your lips. “Just thinking about the future I suppose.”
— He returns the smile, turning your hand around in his soft grasp.
— “I hope you saw me in it.” He utters, thumb running over the back of your hand.
— You wonder how someone's touch can be so affectionate and leave your stomach all knotted up, the trajectory of butterflies over aurora skies aflutter up your heart.
— You finally nod, playing with your ring still around his finger.
♡ SHION KAIDA
— Mans is canonically attractive; let’s not forget he seduces men and women of all ages.
— And, of course, he will use his hands to charm you, among other things.
— You were drawn in by his otherworldly aura at first, that ruby gaze fixated on you, half-lidded, as if you were the only one that existed to him in that moment.
— And well, how could you resist him? Not when his tall frame slightly bends over to whisper in your ear how pretty you are; not when his voice lures you in like a siren’s song.
— Not when his manicured hand trails over the edge of your jawline, dark polished index nail delicately tracing the edge of your painted lips.
— You know he is danger spelled in shades of moonlight over pomegranate seeds. And yet, you can’t resist his pull.
— The way his hands, lean, yet stronger than they look, hold your waist while his lips fervently lock with yours drives you crazy.
— You love trailing the contours of his sculpted bones when you two are just relaxing, the phantometal piece he wears on his left pinky hypnotizing you.
— And not only that, but on occasions like this, he often manages to leave you flustered; sometimes it’s him tucking a piece of hair behind your ear, fingertips lingering on your cheek for longer than necessary; other times it’s him putting his claw-like ring on your middle finger, whispering “for my rose” as he leaves a kiss behind your ear.
— Your favorite, however, are the tranquil nights in which you can relax together, his more vulnerable and sensitive side coming out in deep conversation while you paint his nails.
— A starry sky awaits for you just outside the window, but you’d rather lose yourself in the moonstone hue of his long fingers and the constellations he strings together with the emotions only you are privy to.
#paradox live#paradox live x reader#paradox live imagines#paradox live the animation#paralive#paralive imagines#paralive x reader#kanata yatonokami#nayuta yatonokami#kei miyama#shion kaida#kanata yatonokami x reader#nayuta yatonokami x reader#shion x reader#kei x reader#fluff#hailey writes
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sharing again because I'm super proud of how this thing turned out!
For The Former Things Are Passed Away, 65k, E
Something was wrong in Hell's Kitchen.
The Devil could feel it, pulsing through the streets like the tainted blood in his veins. The city had tried to pin him down before, but it knew now that it needed him.
Was it possible for him to do this alone?
This fic is pretty heavy, and does focus a lot on Matt (he's my #1 blorbo, what can I say?) but I love how it all turned out! Please read the tags, but I hope you like it! ❤😈
#gonna promote this one for a bit since I'm about to start my masters degree and probably wont have time to write fic soon#especially since I also need to start my novel soon too oops-#but if you read and like it please let me know!!#fratt#fratt fic#fanfiction#fanfic#daredevil fanfiction#matt/frank#frank/matt#matt x frank#matt murdock x frank castle#Hailey writes#fic rec#fratt fic rec#ao3#ao3 fanfic
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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love ❤
*Looks around* Wait, me!?
Well okay then…
I wouldn’t say these were hard to pick. Although I still wish I could’ve done better but what it’s worth, I still love them.
In no particular order:
Halloween Time!:
Probably the most impressive thing I have ever done in my life. That is no exaggeration! I do wish I could’ve added more things to the Haunted Maze but still. It was really fun to write for so many characters. Especially since I mostly written for the ikemen duo until this point.
Big Brother Maehara:
There was a time where I despised this fic’s whole existence. I didn’t know why but I was so embarrassed and mad at this fic that I was so close to cutting all ties with it (Which I still want to do with Birthday Blues). But I reread it and found it to actually be enjoyable and sweet and reread it more times than I would’ve thought. It could’ve been better but hey!
Mittens:
First fic I have completed. Not really complex. Not really long. Not much to say about it. But I still hold it close to my heart.
Friendship That’ll Last Forever:
One of those fics where I’m like, yeah this should’ve been longer. I still hold it close to me since this was my first MaeIso week fic for last year. And writing in a kiddie perspective was a delight!
‘Cause You’re Really My Dearest Friend:
This fic makes me so happy I swear. It’s hard to describe but this fic induces me with so so much serotonin that it’s one of the ones I find myself rereading.
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Special shout out to New Year’s Kiss and Fairytales! Two other fics I wrote that I thoroughly enjoyed^^
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Hailey, lucia, and logan have the bisexual flag colors
#rhythm doctor#hailey/logan/lucia#we need a ship name#they're cute i should write them#i already have them in the background of clipboard notes#victor rambles
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hi hi!!
call me evie!
i write smut so read tags carefully!!! i’m a raging lesbian so if you’re a weird man please no.
i love all things women’s college basketball, mainly the women
i write a decent bit (if you remember detailed anon from sellas place a little while ago, hi!)
my masterlist!!
i’m open to, but not limited to writing for:
Aubrey Griffin
Kate Martin
Paige Bueckers
Hvl
orrrr others? lmk!
ps i refuse to write y/n
#wcbb#caitlin clark#paige bueckers#hailey van lith#writing#go lesbians go#ask me anything#kate martin
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I decided I might as well see all of Hailey's episodes through so I tuned in for 11x08. For a character I love to talk about, I don't really have anything new to say. She's on a hamster wheel. How is she basically in the same place she has been for a season and a half now? She probably has one true centric left, and likely a heavy presence in the finale*. They're supposed to fit a storyline of personal growth and healing in there?** Alright.
I love the character, but wow I cannot wait for her to be off the page for this particular writers room.
*this isn't me complaining about her screen time, I'm aware it's skewed this season. It's them not using the screen time effectively.
**this is all written with the assumption that Gwen isn't pulling a 180 and bringing Jay back. The 180 scenario we're hoping for is a whole different conversation.
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