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neobomb · 6 months

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give into things i (dont) want to [lee jeno]

(yandere ish) creep/stalker! popular fuckboy/badboy!jeno x christian!reader, hints of shy boy! (kinda dumb) naive! christian!mark x reader. Part of the give into things i (dont) want to series. Warnings: mature themes, toxic behaviour, manipulation, stalking, forcing??, inappropriate behaviour, choking, menstions of perv behaviour, MDNI, there will be smut in part 2 Word Count: 2.3k Summary: Jeno is on a mission: to assist his friend Mark in getting with you. But is he genuinely helping Mark or leading him down a questionable path? © 2023 @neobomb. Unauthorized copying, translation, manipulation, or alteration of this work is strictly prohibited. All rights reserved.

“Would you really do that for me?” Mark's eyes sparkle with hope. The excitement bubbling within him was palpable, but Jeno knew he had to temper it. For the longest time, Mark has had a crush on you, yet never mustered the courage to approach you. It was heart-wrenching to see, truly pathetic.

“Don’t worry, you can trust me.” Jeno assures with unwavering confidence. “She will be head over heels for you if you just do as I say.”

Mark is overly trusting to believe that Jeno, of all people, will help him get with you. You, L/N Y/N, the one Jeno has been hopelessly in love with over the years, the one who captured the heart of THE fuckboy Lee Jeno. Jeno's deep feelings for you are something he'll never confess. He's vowed to himself to admire you from a distance, never allowing himself to get close. Jeno understood his nature, believing that a pure, innocent soul like you shouldn't be entangled with a bad boy like him. However, that doesn't mean he'll let anyone else get near you, especially not Mark.

“I trust you, Jeno. You’re the rizz king after all.” Indeed, Jeno had been with more girls than most guys his age. With his captivating looks, undeniable charisma, and seasoned charm, he can enchant just about anyone he desires. Flirting was second nature to him. For Jeno, it was not just about the sex; it was a way to establish himself as the school's most sought-after boy. A simple power move.

“I’m just… a bit uncomfortable with some of your suggestions.” Mark says, sounding skeptical as he scratches his head. “It just seems a bit… odd… maybe creepy even.”

“I promise you, girls love that shit.” Jeno takes a step closer to the clueless boy. “Haven’t you read Twilight and all those cliché romance novels that girls love? Girls are fucked up enough to eat that shit up.”

"You're right." Mark concedes, deciding to place his trust in Jeno. After all, Jeno has no reason to lead him astray, does he?

"Let's do it then," Jeno says, extending his hand towards Mark for a handshake, to which Mark readily reciprocates with a firm handshake.

The deal has been sealed. Jeno has Mark right where he wants him. Mark was just dumb and naive enough to believe the bullshit Jeno has been telling him.

—

A handwritten note was attached to the string of the bouquet with tape.

Dear Y/N, Not a day goes by that you don't cross my mind. Your lover, lee.

It began innocently enough – with sweet intentions and harmless beginnings.

Then there were the photographs — snapshots capturing moments in your bedroom, some pictures intimate, others harmless.

new message from lover lee: new image has been sent

Then, items began to vanish — your favorite cherry-flavored chapstick, your bra and your panties were the first to go.

What started innocently has now morphed into something more ominous.

In your room, a place that is supposed to be your safe haven. An unsettling feeling grips you—a paranoia over who might be watching. A faceless someone, so infatuated that they'd shadow your every move. You find yourself overly aware of your surroundings, constantly casting a discreet glance over your shoulder, wishing for no one to be standing right behind you. Thankfully, it is clear. It always was.

It's become so unnerving that sleep eludes you. Night after night, you retreat to the corner of your room, ensuring every window is securely fastened, window blinds down, your gaze fixed intently on the doorway that separates your sanctuary from the main hallway. Clasping your cross necklace close to your heart, you'd whisper prayers, hoping fervently that no one lurked nearby. It had become a routine at this point.

–

The bell chimed resonantly through the corridors. Finally, a reprieve from these tedious classes, Jeno mused. He strides down the hallway, eyes darting to the windows of each classroom, searching for a glimpse of you.

There you are, seated at a desk away from the windows, with sun rays casting a gentle glow on your delicate cheek while you hold a book. To him, you are the epitome of beauty, with an innocence in your eyes that captivates as you survey your surroundings. You appear deeply fatigued, as though you haven't had a moment's rest in the past month.

“Y/N, I’ve noticed that you look very tired lately. Is everything ok?” Lifting your gaze from your desk, you find Jeno looking at you with evident concern.

"Uh, yeah, I'm okay. Just some trouble sleeping," you reply, your voice carrying a hint of surprise at the sudden attention from Jeno, the school's renowned handsome bad boy. You rack your brain, realizing you haven't actually spoken to him since preschool days.

"Hey, Y/N," Mark says, appearing behind you with a wide smile that briefly startles you. "I noticed you at church last Sunday. I didn't want to intrude… you seemed deeply engaged in prayer…. as one should be..." Mark winces slightly at his own awkwardness. Your presence has a way of making him momentarily lose his grasp on social cues.

“Anyways…” Mark casts a meaningful glance at Jeno, hinting that he should give the two of you some space. “I’ve been wanting to ask you… if… you might want to… maybe… go… uhm…. I’ve been wanting to tell you something and it’s very important.”

“Uhm… ok” you respond in a confused tone, looking back at Jeno. “I want to do it somewhere, preferably more private… uhm… maybe dinner at Kun’s… this evening…” Mark stumbles over his words, stuttering through the simple sentences.

"Are you asking me out on a date?" you clarify, boiling his words down to their clear intent. “Yes…” the shy boy confirms.

Mark is undeniably cute — a devoted Christian, diligent, yet reserved. You have always had a little crush on Mark, but you never anticipated that he would make a move. The realm of dating had always seemed uneventful to you; you felt as if you were invisible to boys. But not until this very moment. Going out with Mark couldn't be harmful, could it? At the very least, it might provide a welcome distraction from your current stalker situation.

“Yes, I would love to.” you answer with a radiant smile, sending the timid boy into cloud nine.

Mission one complete. And so Mark thought…

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On this typical Friday evening, the restaurant buzzed with activity, patrons streaming in and out. Amidst the bustle, you notice Mark seated at a table tucked away from the main dining area.

"Hi there," he greets, rising to envelop you in a friendly hug. "I got here a bit early and took the liberty of ordering for us — Peking roasted duck… I hope that's alright… it's your favorite from the menu." His remark piques your curiosity. It's oddly specific knowledge for him to have. You have barely talked to Mark. How did he know your preferred dish? Strange.

"Please, have a seat," he offers, pulling out the chair for you. With a moment of hesitation, you take the offered seat.

“I’m curious about what you’ve been wanting to tell me. Seems like you were very eager to spill it out.” Perhaps it was premature to confront him, but your curiosity was too strong to resist. But with your question, you can almost feel Mark's panic. His hands tremble slightly as he opens his can of soda.

He inhales deeply, steadying himself before he responds to your question: “I have to confess something. Uhm… I wanted to … uhm tell you … that I’m … lee, your lover”

You stare at him in stunned horror, mustering all your composure to prevent yourself from trembling with fear and revulsion. The revelation hits you like a thunderclap — Mark Lee, the same person sitting across from you, is the stalker who has been haunting your nights with fear.

“I can’t fucking believe it. You scared me shitless.” You immediately rise from your seat, getting yourself ready to leave the restaurant.

“What do you mean?” Mark says in a confused tone.

“The letters, flowers, …. the creepy text messages, … the photos of me in my room, … my fucking missing underwear, constantly feel like I’m being followed, it’s all you??” Struggling to keep your voice level, the sense of betrayal washing over you was unparalleled.

“What?” Mark yelled in question “What do you mean photos?? missing underwear? All I did was send you secret letters.”

“I swear to God it’s not me, Y/N.” Mark pleaded with you, his eyes imploring, begging you to believe him.

“Nothing you say can change what I’ve heard.” You declare, swiftly collecting your belongings before storming out of the restaurant.

It had never crossed your mind that Mark, the quiet, church-going boy who seemed devoted to his faith, could be capable of taking such extreme actions. The revelation seemed surreal, almost too contrived to be true.

—

A few months have passed since the unsettling discovery of Mark's unsettling behavior. Every ounce of your bravery has been summoned just to face him at school each day. Whenever he attempts to draw near, desperately trying to weave a tapestry of excuses, you fend him off with the threat of a restraining order. There's nothing he could say now to sway your resolve.

In the span of those tumultuous weeks, you found solace in Jeno. As the days passed, you and Jeno grew increasingly close, an unforeseen twist given that the popular boy had seemingly never noticed you before — or so it had seemed. But his kindness and understanding provided comfort, especially when others doubted your account of events.

"Thanks for walking me home from church, Jeno. You really don’t have to do it again. I promise you this will be the first and last time." you say, casting a wary glance at Mark, who lingers near the church entrance. Having Jeno's company is a source of comfort amidst the chaos, even if your home is just a two-minute stroll from the church.

"Of course, it's the least I can do to ensure you feel secure." Jeno says, casually draping an arm around your shoulders while guiding his bike with his free hand. His steps seem confident, almost familiar with the path to your home, despite the fact that in all the years of your acquaintance, he has never once been at your house, or even close to it. You try to dismiss the peculiar sense that he knows the way a little too well, reminding yourself that he's never been invited over, but the thought lingers, troubling in its implications. Strange, you thought.

Just as you near your house, the skies open up, unleashing a sudden downpour. You urge Jeno to come inside, suggesting he wait out the torrential rain before he ventures back home. To pass the time and since Jeno had never been to your place before, you decided to give him a tour.

"Oh here is your favorite place to sit and read" remarks Jeno, his tone carrying a hint of familiarity as he observes the cozy corner of your living room. How did he know it was your favorite reading spot? His ease within your home is uncanny, almost as if he's retracing well-known steps rather than discovering them for the first time, inadvertently reversing the roles of guest and guide. Strange.

The final stop of the tour is your room. Pointing to a large photo album, you say, "Here are snapshots from my childhood," and you flip it open to share a visual journey through your past. You point to a cherished childhood photograph, depicting a younger you, grinning with abandon, your face comically smeared with Peking duck sauce, as you gleefully twirl noodles around your chopsticks.

“Oh you looked so adorable while eating peking roasted duck. Must have been your favorite dish for quite some time. I guess some things never change.” He smiles at a particular photograph of you. It was a response that strikes you as odd. You hadn't mentioned your favorite dish to him before. Strange.

“How did you know about my favorite dish? I’m pretty sure I haven’t told you about it.” you query, attempting to piece together the perplexing puzzle that has been preoccupying your thoughts. Upon hearing your question, a shadow flickers across Jeno's features, replacing the cheerful, lively demeanor of moments ago with something more somber. The spark in his eyes dims, giving way to a serious, almost foreboding intensity.

“What do you mean?” He inquires, his lips curling into an uneasy, almost disconcerting smirk.

“I… I just think you’re acting a bit… uhm… strange. It’s the first time you’ve ever walked me home, and you seem oddly familiar with the area I live in…. and you seem to know my house like you've already been here before … uhm … and you pick up on these small things I haven’t told you about before.” As you address his odd demeanor, a growing sense of regret takes hold with each passing second; his eyes darken, casting a shadow of menace that chills you to the bone.

In that instance, Jeno aggressively pins you down onto your bed. One hand holding your wrist, the other at your throat.

“You know too much, Y/N. You should’ve just kept your pretty little mouth shut.” He whispers in your ear before tightening his grip around your neck until you are no longer registering his words. His voice faded into a muffled echo as your thoughts withdrew into a separate reality. Your hands clutch at his wrist, attempting to loosen his hold, while your eyes nearly close from the sheer force of the moment. His grip on your neck slackened, and he watched as you sucked in breath, your complexion regaining its normal hue as vitality slowly reclaimed your shaken form. As you caught your breath, Jeno abruptly pressed his lips against yours. The fervor of the kiss was overwhelming. Saying hello to lee, you did.

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celestialholz · 9 months

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The Resurrectionist (or 'Crowley's dying briefly because character-building, and here's why')

I should start off by saying, friends, that I have written exactly zero books. (Bloody lot of fanfiction, but no actual novels). And I like coffee, but not particularly with oat milk. (The poison's metaphorical, not physical), but... well, you guys can keep both of 'em, because they're just not relevant to this conversation. I am also, as you may have already guessed, not Neil Gaiman. A chick can only speculate, but she does like to back it up with actual evidence.

No, I'm simply here to ask you a question.

What's the single worst thing Heaven could ever do to Aziraphale?

What would drive our angel so far from the clutches of Heaven that he would never, ever wish to return? What would set him unequivocally free from six millenia of assumed responsibility; what would make him realise that God can never change? What would strip everything away from him?

Because of course, this is what we have to do next series. This is Aziraphale's whole arc. If he doesn't try and change things and fail, he will always wonder. Always have a 'what if.' Will never be able to truly move on, will never be free from the eternal abuse cycle.

And so the severing has to be monumental, and everlasting. Then we get our happy ending. Storytelling, loves, done flawlessly. (Again, not a novelist... just a girl who's been writing for over half of her lifetime.)

And so, I ask again:

What's the single worst thing Heaven could ever do to Aziraphale?

And, well, it's a manifold question isn't it, with lots of potential ans - no I'm just kidding. Very simple question, very simple answer.

So congratulations to the very likely hundreds of you who have just said 'murder Crowley,' because a. you're very much correct and b. we've all just predicted the end of series three.

(... I mean, probably not the very end. But the emotional crux, definitely.)

And naturally, I'm not talking discorporation. I'm talking 'wiped from the universe altogether, leaving our angel eternally alone' kinda murder. The real shit. The good shit. Never mind any of this 'editing the Book of Life leading to an ineffable paradox' kinda bullshit - this is Heaven, the natural source point of holy water. One miracled Supersoaker and our demon's ancient history, friends.

Because y'see guys, severing Aziraphale's connection isn't the only problem we face in terms of narrative romance. We've also got Crowley, who has spent six millennia being in love with a guy who just takes, takes, takes... him for granted.

And this is NOT to say that Aziraphale gives him nothing back - he so very clearly does. (I am a consummate Aziraphale apologist, Crowley's just as much of a fool post-series two as our angel is, and Aziraphale needs this, as I've mentioned.) But... Crowley is his teacher. His moral guide. His protector. It mostly goes one way, and despite all of that and him being happy to be that guy for all this time... right when it matters most, Aziraphale (to Crowley, at least) has abandoned him. He's told him he isn't good enough.

(... Which is bollocks. That's not what Aziraphale's said at all, they're both as overprotective as each other and have a desperate, painful longing to keep one another safe in their own best way. But it sure fucking looks like it to CROWLEY, which is what matters.)

And so, we have two issues in achieving our happy-ever-after.

Sundering Aziraphale from Heaven forever;

Ensuring Crowley trusts him fully and knows completely that he is Aziraphale's only choice.

(And also by GOD do they need to have a proper conversation, but that one kinda goes without saying. It'll happen.) We have to even up this relationship; we have to make it absolute narrative equilibrium, and I am absolutely sure Neil knows this probably far better than I do.

... And so, how do we achieve both these things in one hit, whilst also telling a Second Coming story and holding a celestial war?

Well, we kill Crowley. Obviously. Not until episode five or six and after an emotional, romantic reunion of mutual understanding, but... we kill Crowley.

... And then Aziraphale brings him back. Yes, from complete death.

I would like at this juncture to remind you that miracles, apparently (and this is a thing we've just learned guys, almost like it's suddenly going to be relevant ongoing) are measured in Lazarii.

(Great thanks to the Aziraphale to my Crowley, @porgthespacepenguin, for these few screenshots I'm showing off here today. You'd never leave me, not even for my own good. <3)

Lazarii is very obviously named after Jesus' apparently greatest miracle, of raising Lazarus from the dead in the book of John. They managed to achieve twenty-five times the necessary amount of energy it takes to bring someone back from death... without actually fucking trying.

Let's take a look at the book of John a sec. Or more specifically, its eleventh chapter and twenty-fifth verse.

Jesus told her, "I am the resurrection and the life. The person who believes in me, even though he dies, will live."

My thanks to Neil once again for murdering me like Heaven's going to murder Crowley. Cold blood, point-blank.

'Who believes in me.' Huh. Only for the past six thousand years, Aziraphale dear...

Here's a little of what the internet has to say about the number 25 in numerology, by the way.

And may I also remind you at this stage that there is a pub in this series called The Resurrectionist, and only Aziraphale goes into it.

I mean sure, Crowley's booksitting and trying to make the ladies hilariously like him and Aziraphale fall in love in the same way he himself did, but the fact remains... one relevant pub name. One guy. (We all need a narrative excuse sometimes Neil, I get you.)

Considering all this, friends, let me ask you another question. This one's a little more wordy, that's on me.

What do you think would happen when a being capable of raising someone from the dead twelve and a half times over for the sake of his beloved's protection loses said beloved beyond all doubt?

... And this will be after he gains the ultimate celestial power-up, by the way. In case we'd forgotten that that alone is also about to boost Aziraphale to the fucking stratosphere, and finally put him on an equal footing with Crowley. (Who is clearly an ex-archangel, but not Lucifer, so Neil's since said.)

... And I think we know the answer, don't we? The kind of miracle that

(You can't see me, but I'm staring into the camera like I'm one of The Office main cast right now.)

This is the kind of power that fucks with reality - the kind of power that scares Heaven and Hell to absolute death, hence Metatron being in the DMs. And crucially, this miracle was boosted because of love. Because of a desire to keep the status quo, their 'own side'. You amplify both those conditions to the nth degree by destroying one of them? It's over, lads. Resurrection is the beginning.

Resurrection evens up a playing field. It destroys Aziraphale and renews him in one hit; it proves to Crowley once and for all that Aziraphale loves him exactly as he is.

... It's a no-brainer, pals.

And what do they do after this? Well, fuck up the celestial order, naturally. I have theories, the main one of them being that they're going to be God and Satan respectively and unite Heaven and Hell in eternal marriage, but... that's just a theory. A television theory.

The resurrection thing? Not so much.

... See, this is the thing, my friends. You don't need to have written a 16k essay to predict the future.

All you need is the ability to tell a story, an observant eye for that which is already present, and a simple question. (Followed by a mildly more complex one. It's a working allegory.)

... I'm just going to leave you with this one shot of Aziraphale picking up his own destiny. Because poetic cinema.

#good omens #good omens 2 #good omens season 2 #and even a little bit of #good omens season 3 #ineffable husbands #crowley #aziraphale #the nice and accurate prophecies of celestialholz #good omens meta

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prettyyyathieee · 9 months

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✧˖°.Rin Itoshi Is Your Unpursued Love.✧˖°.

A/n : Have any of you guys had a crush that you never confessed to? Yeah this is kinda inspired by true events that I never got over but yk what? I feel like Rin is the type of person to be like this.

Warnings ⚠️: Curse words! Very much angsty!

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳Rin Itoshi liked your best friend first.

Nobody knew but Rin Itoshi had a crush on your best friend. Who didn’t? She was the happy-go-lucky type that befriended everyone. She had the energy you could never match. She was the golden retriever girl that always saw the best in people, that always knew to comfort and feel their feelings.

She was the girl who would not stop pestering the cold and passive Rin Itoshi who never wanted to be bothered. And just like that, he caught feelings for a girl that would give him more happiness than he deserved.

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳Rin Itoshi was miserable.

From the sidelines you watch as the boy fell deeper and deeper, only able to notice because silence had things that were never achievable in the slightest noise. The way he would always notice she was near, the upturned smirk as he threw a small dig at her jokingly, something he never did to anyone. You had thought something very big was unfolding, and you were right. although, for the wrong reason.

Your best friend got a boyfriend. You felt pity for him. You knew since the first day about the guy but thought nothing of it. By this point, everyone knew Rin Itoshi had feelings for your best friend. After all, what kind of person throws punches at walls and picks fights with random people in the hallway after someone loudly teased your best friend about her supposed boyfriend.

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳Rin Itoshi is the most talented person you know.

He was good at a lot of things if he tried. Hard emphasis on the “if” because he never tried in anything except soccer. He lived and breathed soccer, and everyone would be damned if he didn’t because that kind of talent only ever came once in a century. Nevertheless, there were days he tried.

Like when he passed a project for your art class, a beautiful canvass of something only the great Claude Monet could ever paint. Like when he began to be a little competitive for a group contest just because he didn’t want to be on the losing group and leading his team to victory, and of course nobody could ever forget the famous debate that ended after the first 30 seconds because he had said the most damning words that made everyone question if he had a religion.

Yet, you knew most out of everyone how insecure he was, perhaps even more than your best friend because once again, you were loved by silence. You knew of the fact that he thought he was the least deserving person when it comes to your best friend when every girl in your class would fight each other for his attention. How he looked up to his older brother so much that he sometimes stalks his social media accounts, how he believed he was truly lacking, truly undeserving of many things because he wasn’t enough for him.

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳Rin Itoshi noticed you because of your similarity with your best friend.

Your best friend wouldn’t be your best friend without the same interests and hobbies. When he started reading these deep romance novels that hooked him into reading for hours, you were the first to give him recommendations. How you had such an understanding and kind view towards everyone, even those who wronged you. How you had the same mannerisms as your best friend that he could bet it was influenced by one another.

He saw how driven you were, he admired your passion towards everything you set your mind to. He knew it was genuine because he saw the fire in your eyes that he could see in himself in the mirror, that he could see in his teammates and opponents alike.

But perhaps, you were far more passionate than him.

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳Rin Itoshi admired you from afar

Sitting at the back of your best friend’s chair, he focused on your happy smiling face as you and your best friend conversed about the mistakes in your exam. You looked back and noticed him, the same exact upturned smirk.

“What is it?” You asked, still smiling.

He shook his head, turning to face his own exam.

As you had established a more subtle and formal relationship with Itoshi after your best friend did, you couldn’t help but notice the way he’d be around you more. Picking you as his group member, which he always excused as you were the type to be hardworking, then always wanting to sit beside you, which he also excused as ‘you’re quiet, less disruptive than everyone here’, before plugging his earphones and leaning on his table.

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳Rin Itoshi gave your best friend a chance.

It didn’t happen within a snap of a finger, a month or two passed and your best friend was going through a break up. Why didn’t it affect her like those in the movies was a question you always asked yourself. But you already knew the answer, you just didn’t want to believe it.

It also happened when you were absent, sick as a dog in your room.

Even so, Rin Itoshi was…happy. Everyone knew of the break up, and everyone knew of Rin’s feelings. So that happened.

The day you were finally well enough to go to school, though a bit late, they weren’t present. It was then that you caught word that they were out on a date.

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳Rin Itoshi never knew how to approach you.

Everything he did to get close to you was always dismissed as him trying to befriend you for your best friend or because everybody knew you were the kind of person that was hard to hate. So instead, your every interaction had a purpose– a business-like approach. He didn’t go out of his way to make things easier for you or talked to you about your interests and hobbies because he just didn’t know how to.

You weren’t like your best friend, you weren’t easy smiles, occasional giggles or just have the “approachable vibe" within you. You didn’t approach him that much either, just for necessities which made him believe he could never catch your attention.

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳Rin Itoshi was the farthest thing from slick

Him and your best friend weren’t together officially. Far from it actually, there were no boundaries or talking of feelings at all. They just acknowledged each other as someone they want to spend time with.

Yet why was it that whenever you were alone outside of the room he would catch himself sitting outside as well. Why was it that when you both were in the room, you were the first and last person he would look for. Why was it that he looked for your name in every class event, groupings and projects.

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳Rin Itoshi never confessed.

It continued until the end of the school year. As a graduating student and moving places for a college nowhere near you, it was probably the last time you would meet some of your classmates.

As a graduating student who had no need for college after being recruited into a national youth team for soccer, Rin Itoshi was destined for big things.

As the day came closer and closer, you hoped to god there was some sort of closure, some sort of words that needed to be said, some goddamn f*cking spine to have one last moment with him.

Alas, Rin Itoshi never confessed that he liked you more than your best friend.

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳Rin Itoshi did not have you in his small and numbered list.

Diplomas were handed out, medals were clanging on each other, the smell of roses from the bouquets and the money from money sashes was all you could focus on until you saw him in the middle of everyone. Looking directly at you.

You shot him a smile as you left to go find your parents, feeling hurt and distressed.

Rin Itoshi watched as you walked away, quite possibly the first and last time you ever will in his and your life. He couldn’t help but feel a pang of regret at the thought of still having enough time and chance to run towards you and talk.

Yet it seems he wasn’t destined for you. That was what he thought as he stood like a marble statue in the same area you found him, devoid of emotion. His hands hanging limp from his side and his mouth turning dry.

He dismissed the wetness of his eyes from the harsh shade of sunlight.

Then he, too, walked away.

What could have been:

Right outside, after watching you for a couple of minutes take pictures with every person you knew, he found himself walking towards you. With a bouquet in your hand, he watched as a boy, a boy he wasn’t familiar with, had his arms around you, holding a v-shape up with his fingers with a giddy smile on his face, taking a picture with you.

As soon as you both separated, he was quick to grab your wrist and lead you to a place where nobody could hear or see you.

It wasn’t a romantic place at all. It was dark, damp and smelly. You turned your hopeful eyes to him, praying to god it would be something that’ll clear everything up.

Yet he didn’t speak at all. Frustrated, you turned to leave.

To your confusion, you felt something warm and rushed behind you. Then, arms hesitatingly embraced you from behind.

“What about her?” You asked, feeling so dumbfounded yet so comforted at the fact that you were right all along, he like likes you. Just like how you like liked him.

Rin Itoshi buried his face at the top of your head before he spoke “Things between us stopped weeks ago…did she not tell you?”

“...no” you said, breathless and tearing up. Your hands found their way into his, encasing them as if wanting to lock him into this position with you.

Yet you knew what this moment meant.

Before Rin Itoshi could imprint this moment in his memories he felt something slide through his wrist. Opening his eyes, it was a white bracelet.

You forcefully remove yourself from his grip. Turning back to look at him properly.

“Goodbye, Rin Itoshi.”

You beamed at him. That was the last time he saw you.

#blue lock #blue lock x female reader #blue lock x y/n #blue lock x you #blue lock x reader #blue lock angst #bllk x y/n #bllk x you #bllk x reader #bllk #bllk angst #rin itoshi #rin itoshi x reader #rin itoshi x you #rin itoshi x y/n #athyathye💌#athyathye♡

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jongseongsnudes · 1 year

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eight.

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“is- is there something on my face?”

the man shakes his head, a smile on his face like it had been the whole time. perhaps you were seeing things but you swore you noticed him staring at you throughout the night, with his puppy like eyes.

you’re starting to understand why this man was so popular on campus.

just look at him!

“no i’m just happy seeing you here,” yeonjun says, followed by a chuckle that causes your heart to swoon. “glad we could hang out.”

i almost didn’t come, you wanted to say but he didn’t need to know that. he especially didn’t need to know the reason why either.

heeseung was persistent all afternoon about two things, staying in with him for the night and of course, staying away from choi yeonjun altogether. but as bad you felt, you chose to attend the party, having made a promise with your best friend after all.

and you’re somewhat glad you did, especially after running into yeonjun here.

“our burger date was fun but i was thinking maybe,” the man trails off, his head slightly tilting like he was trying to figure out his next words, “maybe i could take you out on a real date?”

his words leave you speechless, your mind unable to fathom the fact that the choi yeonjun was asking you out on a date. you!

a part of you wants to say yes, to go and potentially start something with someone like him. like a male lead ripped right out a romance novel. someone so sweet and caring right from the start, a man who still wanted to hang out with you even after getting ditched.

being this handsome was just the icing on the very top, duh.

but there’s someone else’s face in the back of your mind, an instant reminder of your scandalous relationship behind closed doors. with heeseung.

what started out as a dream like story, an impossible turned possible, became something so toxic, so quickly. you liked heeseung, evidently, but his behaviour lately had become too much, almost controlling. it felt like the man owned you, every bit of you, but you had no say over him. sometimes it seemed like you barely even knew him, the real lee heeseung outside the four walls of your apartment.

as naïve as you were, you were beginning to realise that you weren’t the problem. he was.

and this was something you needed to sort out, to see where this was really headed before you got someone else involved.

“i um... yeonjun-”

“don’t stress little one, we’re here to have fun. think about it later,” he laughs and knocks into your arm gently, obviously trying to lighten up the mood and you truly appreciated him for that.

what a charming man.

“i need to use the bathroom.”

yeonjun’s face immediately replicates the ‘are you sure’ emoji as you say so, making you giggle at the deja vu.

“i’m not running off i swear! i’ll be back,” you reassure the man and hand him your bottle to mind. leaving a laughing yeonjun be, you go searching around for the bathroom but fail to make it far with the mass of party goers. the lack of lighting wasn’t helping your situation much either.

but then something catches your gaze, a familiar face amongst the crowd. it’s like your eyes immediately spotted him and the girl that he’s currently trying to chat up in the corner of the room, barely two metres away from you.

your breath hitches when his eyes suddenly meets yours, even with so many others currently in the room. although you probably look like a lost deer caught in headlights, heeseung didn’t look phased at all. instead, the man only smirks at you before directing his entire attention back to his female friend.

like you didn’t even exist, like you didn’t matter.

and like how he should’ve been to you, right from the start.

you’re unsure what will happen between you and heeseung from now but one thing’s for sure, enough was enough.

you must’ve looked like a crazy person making your way back to the man waiting for you but you didn’t mind, not when you had something to do.

“yeonjun.”

the look on his face tells you that he’s surprised to see you back so quickly, just as surprised as you are for having the courage to even march up to the man like this.

“is everything... okay?”

“everything’s... fine,” you take a quick moment to calm yourself, not wanting to scare the poor 6ft man who is looking down at you entirely confused, “i was wondering if... your offer is still valid? the date?”

“oh- of course.”

“i’m free tomorrow?”

“well... it’s a date. tomorrow.”

the huge grin that appears on his face as he confirms it causes you to mirror him, your cheeks heating up to the thought of tomorrow’s date with choi yeonjun...

and not because of someone else’s eyes that were currently staring at you from the other side of the room.

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AOT veterans headcanons pt.2

Characters: Miche Zacharias, Nanaba, Moblit Berner

Tags: characters headcanons, some may be ooc?

A/N: Here's the second batch of my headcanons about the AOT vets, if you want to read pt. 1 here it is :) once again, this is how I percieve them. Let me know what you think and thank you for reading! Love ya, bye! <3

Miche Zacharias

Most intense eye contact you will ever see, he’s the kind of person to keep direct eye contact when speaking and his gaze tends to intimidate almost everyone.

Talks with Erwin a lot, they have been friends for a long time and is usually one of the few people who can stand Erwin when he starts rambling about the outside and why is it important to lead humanity towards it.

Speaking of his long-time friendship with Erwin, he is the one who introduced Erwin to cigarettes years ago when they were just simple scouts.

The night before they went to the underground to get Levi, Miche questioned Erwin several times to make sure he was aware of the dangers they would encounter and even tried to persuade him to not go.

Will use almost anything he finds as a toothpick.

Has the most insane work out routine, not even Erwin is able to do it without exhausting himself. Only Levi can keep up with him when training and it’s only because he’s an Ackerman.

Has the highest body count in the scouts. I have no proof but no doubts either.

Another whistler, he’s also known for his constant humming and whistling but you can distinguish him from Erwin by the tunes they make.

Refuses to do paperwork, even if Erwin himself orders him to do some reports he will just say no and change the topic. Erwin no longer tries to make him do it.

When he forced Levi to kneel before Erwin in the underground, he was truly surprised by how much strength he had to use in order to push Levi down, he couldn’t understand how someone so small could be that strong.

Pushes his hair back and ties it in a small ponytail when it gets in the way.

Smirks a lot. Has the sassiest smirk ever.

Loves to trash talk people when drunk, especially those in the military police.

When Erwin and him used to go out he was always ready to be Erwin’s wingman.

Whenever Levi is brewing tea he’s always nearby, he isn’t much of a tea person but the smell is comforting and helps him get rid of any nasty smell that may be lingering in his nose.

Once tried to convince Erwin to keep his beard and moustache just like him but ended up asking him to shave because “not everyone can pull that combo”. Truth is he knew Erwin was hot with facial hair and decided to play safe.

Most of the time he doesn’t understand what Hange tends to ramble about but will listen nonetheless and even throw some questions from time to time.

(This one is so nasty sorry) Has a tendency to spit on the floor anytime he feels like it, Levi punches him whenever he sees him do it.

Snores a lot when sleeping. Like, a lot.

Loves to eat bread and will always try to get an extra piece when having dinner.

Nanaba

Loves to read romance novels. Used to believe she was a princess when she was a little girl.

Deals with imposter syndrome and used to doubt herself a lot before Miche gave her a reality check and told her that if she wanted to keep doubting herself then she could do it in another team, this helped her to stop being so self-conscious and focus on her strengths.

Loves flowers and will try to gather some when they’re outside the walls during expeditions.

Never knew how to socialize or make friends so when Miche requested her to be on his team she felt very happy to know someone acknowledged her even when she wasn’t too vocal.

Has beautiful hands, her nails are always neat and polished.

One-time Hange joked about her being the female version of Levi because their hairstyle is similar and she felt really awkward, Miche then said the hairstyle suited her better and she thanked him once more for always having her back.

Her love language is acts of service.

Really likes to spend time with Moblit or Levi, mostly because both are as quiet and reserved as her but also because the three shared the common factor of having a noisier counterpart who exhausted their social battery and knew what it was to need some quiet time.

Used to sleep in as much as she could when she had the chance, if it was a rest day for the scouts she was never seen up until midday.

Knows how to make flower crowns and will make them whenever she has the chance.

Has the sweetest and most adorable laugh ever.

Her nervous stims are shaking her legs when sitting or tapping her fingers rhythmically on whatever surface is nearby.

Owns a pretty decent number of dresses and jewelry, she also owns a single perfume she cherishes a lot because it was brought all the way from Mitras.

Has a sweet tooth, loves candied apples and apple pies.

Moblit Berner

Has the neatest, prettiest handwriting among all the scouts.

Has photographic memory, this is why he’s very good at drawing and at tracking down all the stuff Hange misplaces throughout the day.

The attention to detail he has is incredible, he’s able to catch up with things faster than anyone thanks to this.

Doesn’t know when or how he ended up being Hange’s nanny, but doesn’t mind it because he finds Hange’s mind very fascinating.

Rolls his eyes a lot, he can’t control his facial expressions no matter how much he tries either.

Before Hange even tries to show Erwin a plan, it has to be pre approved by Moblit, 8 out of 10 plans never make it outside their office.

Makes the most hurtful and snarky remarks when mad and makes it seem as if it was just a comment so you can’t complain about his attitude.

Gifted Nanaba a book about floriography and helps her collect flowers when outside the walls, he also likes to draw them before they wilt so she can add them to her collection.

Isn’t too fond of gossip but knows everyone’s secrets because people tend to vent with him because he is so serious and calm.

Admires Erwin a lot and is sometimes intimidated by him.

Loves to hang out with Miche and Erwin, and it’s only after a couple drinks when he can start being chatty with Erwin.

Is the only person who has seen Hange crying more than once.

One time he came across Levi at the kitchen when he was making some tea and to make things less awkward asked him for a cup, now he has to pretend he also likes that bitter tea because whenever Levi makes tea, he makes sure to bring him a cup as well.

Was once asked by Erwin if he could draw someone just by hearing their description, they then worked for weeks to make a drawing of who turned out to be Erwin’s dad.

Cares so much about Hange, not only as his superior but also as his friend, he believes there is no one who could be as brilliant and smart as them.

Levi once asked him to draw a dog and he couldn’t understand why, it wasn’t until Levi named the dog “Sniffer” and placed the drawing on Miche’s office door that he understood what it was for.

#aot headcanons #aot vets #miche aot #miche zacharias #nanaba #nanaba aot #moblit berner #aot moblit

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lovelywetdreamer · 15 days

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Romantic Author Nanami

Nanami didn't enjoy writing books about romance. To be honest, he despises his work. He can't stop writing his novels because his romance novels pay the bills.

He used to keep to himself once you became his assistant. He says hi to you when enter, orders food enough for both of you two, and walks you to your car.

You both recommend books to read. Nanami found you love romance and fantasy. He loves nonfiction and science fiction.

For a guy whose job is writing a love story, you find out he has never been truly in love.

He lets you read his rough drafts. You can't but notice that his new character somewhat describes you. The new character has dark dark-colored shapes eyes, beautiful kinky hair, and a gap in her mouth. You thought those features were unattractive but how he described this character you thought she was the most beautiful girl in the world.

Dark brown eyes resemble honeydew when the sunlight hits them. Kinky hair that is raven black. A big gap that gives the female lead a sweet toothy smile. The main love interest can't help but crack a smile when she does.

Nanami won't say it, but he does find you quite attractive. He had to be professional. He just realized now that he wrote his female lead around you.

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reading roundup: February 2024

I literally completely forgot I needed to do this oopsie poopsie

WHAT DID I READ IN FEBRUARY!!! LET'S TALK ABOUT IT!!!!

Rouge (Mona Awad, 2023) - listen. there are some very cool ideas in this book, and it's definitely big creepy in places. some of the childhood flashbacks, in particular, had me shrieking with pure dread. but ultimately my issue with this book is the same as my issue with Awad's most well-known novel, Bunny: I would just... kind of like to understand what's going on? like even a little bit? at literally any time? you don't need to explain everything, but man, give me something. vibes alone do not make a meal, and I left this book not really feeling fed.

Our Share of Night (Mariana Enríquez, trans. Megan McDowell 2023) - god, this book makes you WORK FOR IT, but I'm glad I stuck it out. Enríquez has written a fucking doorstopper of intergenerational drama, about an Argentinian family deeply embroiled in a cult that worships something otherworldly and... hungry. perpetually sickly Juan is the Order's prized prophet, but after his wife's death is orchestrated by her own mother he becomes determined to get their young son, Gaspar, away from the Order's control by any means necessary. a wrenching read that swings through every kind of horror, swinging from the supernatural to Argentina's military dictatorship in the 70s to the AIDS epidemic in the 80s and 90s to an absolutely brutal ending.

Red String Theory (Lauren Kung Jessen, 2024) - some of you may recall that Lauren Kung Jessen wrote Lunar Love, one of my favorite romance novels of last year thanks to a zodiac-obsessed protagonist who's (unintentionally) giving major Rebecca Bunch pre-diagnosis in Crazy Ex-Girlfriend vibes. Red String Theory also has a female lead obsessed with mythological matchmaking, so I was really hoping for another unhinged queen, but please don't make my mistake: everyone in this book is devastatingly hinged, and the only real conflict is two characters who like each other from the jump repeatedly coming up with unsatisfying excuses for why they can't date each other. my least favorite was "we'll only in the same city for A YEAR," which is absolutely hogshit wild. "only a year." get out of here. I hate you guys.

Drinking from Graveyard Wells (Yvette Lisa Ndlovu, 2023) - a tiny short story debut by Ndlovu, a Zimbabwean sarungano. one of my very favorite genre of short story collections is "women having a bad time taken up to 11," and god does this deliver. Ndlovu writes about the many indignities heaped upon Zimbabwean women at home and abroad, weaving together tight stories about misogyny, war, poverty, and immigration with restless spirits, bored gods, ignored wise women, and unsatisfactory afterlives. there's a story about a near future in which diamond miners are purposefully set up and sacrificed to an angry underground god to create more diamonds that was so fucking clever, and the final story - the titular Drinking from Graveyard Wells - was just... an absolutely perfect short story. suspenseful and eerie and just enough of a hint of explanation to really chill you. chef's kiss.

It Happened One Summer (Tessa Bailey, 2021) - shout out to all of my patreon supporters who voted to make me read another Tessa Bailey book; you truly wish darkness and despair upon me. here's the insane thing about this book: if you just completely ignore the actual central romance, it's just a sweet book about an infinitely likeable young woman unplugging from her shallow socialite life and finding a new niche reviving her deceased father's bar in a tiny fishing town in Washington. it's like, you know, the plot of a pretty okay disney channel original movie? it's no Minute Men or High School Musical, but it's cute. it's a solid Dairy Girls or Princess Protection Program. but then there's the love interest, who's just a fucking tool all the way down. reader, I kept wishing he would get swept over the rigging of his own crab boat and die ingloriously at sea. this guy sucks so bad. also the sex scenes were identical to the ones in Unfortunately Yours and they did not taste any better reheated. fascinating treatise on cishetero gender norms, rancid romance. I wrote a whole thing about it on my patreon if you're into that kind of nastiness.

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𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽 𝓸𝓯 𝓸𝓬𝓼 !

˙✧˖° — name: raven “tiny” fischer.

˙✧˖° — pronouns: she/her.

˙✧˖° — occupation: sports journalist for the nhl.

˙✧˖° — faceclaim: n/a.

˙✧˖° — love interest: william nylander.

˙✧˖° — theme song: “ballad of a homeschooled girl” by olivia rodrigo.

˙✧˖° — summary: after her cfl player ex-boyfriend publicly cheats on her, raven decides to take a job as a hockey journalist and move to toronto, moving on to interviewing nhl players and covering their games. though she quickly becomes popular among the players, even earning the affectionate nickname “tiny” because of her small stature, she is certainly not ready to date again after what she’s been through… but a certain right winger is making it very hard for her to keep her promise to herself.

˙✧˖° — name: valeria “ria” cortez.

˙✧˖° — pronouns: she/her.

˙✧˖° — occupation: country singer and songwriter.

˙✧˖° — faceclaim: rachel zegler.

˙✧˖° — love interest: nico hischier.

˙✧˖° — theme song: “always sing” by raelynn.

˙✧˖° — summary: despite being born and raised in kentucky, ria has always had a close relationship with her cousins quinn, jack, and luke hughes, and by extension their love for hockey. even after being signed to a country music label at the young age of nineteen and quickly gaining success in the music industry, fulfilling the dreams she’s had since she was a little girl writing nonsensical songs in her journal, her support for her cousins remains, as does her appreciation for the sport they play, with the young woman making every effort to go to all her cousins’ games that she can make it to and even attending home games for the nashville predators when she can. and it is while attending a devils game to support jack and luke that ria meets her cousins’ captain, who might cause her to form another connection to the game of hockey.

˙✧˖° — name: casper mallory.

˙✧˖° — pronouns: he/him.

˙✧˖° — occupation: defenseman for the philadelphia flyers.

˙✧˖° — faceclaim: tom holland.

˙✧˖° — love interest: jamie drysdale.

˙✧˖° — theme song: “northern attitude” by noah kahan.

˙✧˖° — summary: for nearly the entirety of his hockey career, casper has been brazenly defying the stereotype of all canadians being overly nice; at only twenty-three, he’s one of the most common fighters in the nhl, and his fellow flyers scarcely see a game go by without him being shoved into the penalty box. he’s certainly not nice off the ice either, with his barely repressed disdain for the media and tendency to get into bar fights after games. truly, casper mallory seems to make it his mission to push everyone away with his anger - but his team’s newest member, a trade from anaheim who seems to be perpetually smiling, has made it his mission to tear down the other boy’s walls, and casper isn’t entirely sure that he wants to stop him from doing it.

˙✧˖° — name: allison “ally” tanaka.

˙✧˖° — pronouns: she/her.

˙✧˖° — occupation: tattoo artist.

˙✧˖° — faceclaim: lyrica okano.

˙✧˖° — love interest: joseph woll.

˙✧˖° — theme song: “team” by lorde.

˙✧˖° — summary: ally has never really been the girl that most people have wanted to date. with her dark wardrobe, tattoos, and perpetual so-called “resting bitch face,” she was more likely to send a cute person running away than to draw them closer to her. and while she likes to tell everyone she’s fine with that, and while she would never change her appearance for anyone, there has always been a part of her that yearns to actually have someone look at her the way the girls in the romance novels she secretly reads are looked at. so when a cute hockey player who is almost ally’s exact opposite comes into the tattoo parlour where she works late one night, chasing after his drunk teammate and trying to discourage him from asking for a tattoo… well, she might not expect it at the time, but she’s about to begin a journey that will lead her to exactly what she’s always wanted.

˙✧˖° — name: benjamin “ben” bradshaw.

˙✧˖° — pronouns: he/him.

˙✧˖° — occupation: center for the vancouver canucks.

˙✧˖° — faceclaim: kit connor.

˙✧˖° — love interest: matthew knies.

˙✧˖° — theme song: “clementine” by halsey.

˙✧˖° — summary: ben has been alone for most of his life. whether it has because he was left to look after himself while his parents went on yet another business trip, or because he was eating lunch by himself in high school yet again because he was too shy to make friends, or because he was ignored by his college hockey team any time they were off the ice because none of them wanted to associate with the division’s only openly gay player, he’s never really had friends, anybody he can lean on and count on; all he’s ever had is hockey. so when he finally, after what feels like so many years of working for it drafted to the nhl and finally finds a group of supportive and caring friends with his new team, even striking up unlikely friendships with a few players from other teams, it’s hard to describe how ecstatic ben is that he doesn’t have to be alone anymore. but then his feelings for a certain maple leaf start to grow into more than just friendship, and all of a sudden ben is terrified - he doesn’t want to be alone again, but if he doesn’t figure out what to do about his feelings for matthew knies, he just might find himself in danger of it.

˙✧˖° — name: morgan jennings.

˙✧˖° — pronouns: she/they.

˙✧˖° — occupation: pop singer and songwriter.

˙✧˖° — faceclaim: reneé rapp.

˙✧˖° — love interest: quinn hughes.

˙✧˖° — theme song: “you’re on your own, kid” by taylor swift.

˙✧˖° — summary: a proud vancouver native - and a lifelong hockey fan, thanks to her mother - morgan has adored the canucks since they can remember, and relished getting to go to games whenever she could as a kid. but ever since their success as a singer skyrocketed and she became one of the most recognizable pop stars on the planet, they haven’t exactly had a lot of time to go to hockey games - so after ending her relationship with their most recent ex, she decides to run back home under the excuse of writing songs for a new album about their home city, determined to attend as many canucks games as she can while they’re at it. the ultimate goal is to reclaim the things she loved as a kid, to find their way back to who she used to be - they just don’t quite expect to develop a bond with the captain of the team she’s been loving their whole life while she’s at it.

˙✧˖° — name: harriet “harri” chadha.

˙✧˖° — pronouns: she/her.

˙✧˖° — occupation: university history major.

˙✧˖° — faceclaim: avantika vandanapu.

˙✧˖° — love interest: jack hughes.

˙✧˖° — theme song: “bubblegum bitch” by marina.

˙✧˖° — summary: harri had been making a habit of subverting people’s expectations for a very long time. after all, nobody had expected a girl who wore as much pink and cared about her appearance as much as she did to have graduated high school early; nobody had expected her to be studying history in university so that she could be a professor herself some day; and certainly nobody had expected her to become friends with one of her male classmates without dating him, much less one of the school’s best hockey players (although of course that was a stupid assumption, she had always thought, that girls and boys couldn’t be friends without being attracted to each other). but it was very much true; harri and luke hughes had clicked and become good friends not very long after knowing each other, understanding each other on a very important level, with luke being one of the few people who saw through all the pink and makeup harri wore to who she truly was. and when harri is able to attend a devils game to support luke and finally meets his older brother jack, it doesn’t take long for her to realize that the middle hughes brother truly sees her as well… the problem is that, unlike with luke, harri doesn’t think she’ll be able to be happy just being his friend.

˙✧˖° — name: kelani “lani” halia.

˙✧˖° — pronouns: she/her.

˙✧˖° — occupation: right winger for pwhl minnesota.

˙✧˖° — faceclaim: auli’i cravalho.

˙✧˖° — love interest: luke hughes.

˙✧˖° — theme song: “that’s my girl” by fifth harmony.

˙✧˖° — summary: it has been obvious to almost everyone who knows the two of them that luke hughes has been in love with lani halia since she first creamed him in a shootout on umich ice… everyone, it would seem, but lani herself. lani has always been too focused on hockey for romance, too focused on achieving her dream of making it pro so she could finally prove everyone who had doubted her wrong, which had left luke, try as he might, unable to really find a way to act on his feelings. and now, with the two of them both finally playing in the professional leagues, luke’s path to lani’s heart has just been made that much rockier… but a hughes is nothing if not determined, especially when it comes to the youngest son and the girl he’s head over heels for.

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── REALITY CHECK ❕️ PROLOGUE

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SYNOPSIS › Shocked by the sudden revelations, yn realizes that she has been pulled into another world belonging to her favourite reverse-harem novel as the female lead’s best friend. Content with her new life, she excitedly watches from the sidelines knowing every single encounter in the novel would be unravelling right in front of her. However, as time goes on, she slowly comes to the horrifying realization that the characters she seemingly idolized are not who they seem to be.

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"Love operation" — A trendy romance novel that’s a staple in every novel fanatic’s reading list. From its realistically drawn character sketches to its beautiful cover, the novel is all the rage. The story entails its stunning protagonist, Yui, who by her family’s misfortune, gets the chance to transfer to a private boarding school on a secluded island — Decelis Academy. It is a school for the elite, but fortunately, certain selected students who are lucky enough would receive scholarships to study among the top of the top.

However, these students are usually the outcasts — bullied for their low standing in society.

And Yui was one of them. Back in her previous school, She was known for her outstanding academics, but the girl lived with her parents, who fought about bankruptcy and struggled to support her.

Though her family proceeded to lose everything, Yui instead received the chance of her life — an opportunity that presented itself after all her hard work in school. She had received an offer to study at Decelis academy on a full scholarship.

And maybe that’s why everyone was jealous.

Yui, like every female lead was smart and beautiful, but most importantly, she caught the eyes of the four most desirable students in her school — the four male leads.

First, there's Park Sunghoon, the “prince” of the school whose cold demeanor had everyone on their knees for him.

Then there's, Park Jongseong, better known as “Jay” who was the eldest son and heir to Park Cooperation. Though the boy was well known for his wealth, he was best recognized as the star player on Decelis’s football team.

Of course, there’s no forgetting about Sim Jaeyun, the smartest student at Decelis. His academic achievements were no doubly the highest in their country and he was also given multiple opportunities to study abroad. Jaeyun was everyone’s first love — His kind aura and gorgeous bright smile had people falling left and right for him.

And last but not least, there’s the captain of the football team, Lee Heeseung. Though readers think he was one of the kinder male leads along with Jaeyun, the novel always suggested something darker in his characterization that was never truly explored. The boy was dangerously handsome and was known to be a big tease. However, he’d often grow very strict when it came to his captain duties.

In the novel, the four boys each try their best to protect Yui, who is often a victim of school violence.

Then there’s the development of picture-perfect love. Each boy falls madly in love with Yui, and all try their best to win her heart.

It’s a fictional novel about the war of love and friendship bonds.

So why the heck were you standing in a classroom so familiar to the one depicted in “Love operation?!”

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don't you have some headcanon about athy? or lucathy maybe?

A couple! I tend to stick with the canon depictions of characters, so most of these are supported by canon in one way or another.

— About Lee Jihye/Athy in Korea: She practiced volleyball in high school (no reason why, I just like it), she likes to drink when her wallet allows it (my girl deserves to unwind after work), she is a nerd/weeb (@lithi reminded me of the anime references she made in the novel, i.e. wondering if she was like an anime waifu/figure to the royal wizards lmao, so it's kinda canon). Oh, and she had a potty mouth!

— Athy talks in korean when she is alone. It bothers Lucas that he can't understand her because he feels left out. Athy teaches him eventually, but only curse words.

— Lucas is touch-starved (he slept for at least a couple of centuries, and I can't imagine him being very touchy with his teacher when he was alive), so he loves when Athy initiates any kind of physical contact, no matter how small, though he is too prideful to ever admit it. He loves headpats the most (kinda canon).

— Athy borrows (steals) Lucas' wizard cloak.

— Athy figures out she can basically get Lucas to do anything with a kiss as a reward, she uses this knowledge for evil. Lucas ends up developing a pavlovian reaction to Athy asking for favors and gets upset when she doesn't ask anything of him for a couple of days.

— You know how when you mention liking X thing to your grandparent/dad, they'll gift you TONS of said thing for years? Lucas is the exact same with Athy (canon as well).

One morning, Athy wakes up to the sight of her room filled with crates and crates of strawberry jam.

Athy: What the fuck...

Lucas (smug): This dating thing is so easy.

— Lucas consults Athy's romance books for dating advice (canonized by Spoon). It leads to cringe yet hilarious results (also canonized by Spoon).

— By passing around memory stones with recordings of Athy at the debutante when she was missing, Claude inadvertently created the first fancam in history. Athy is everyone's idol (canon).

— Lucas was never afraid of Claude disapproving of him courting Athy. The person he truly feared was Lily. As he should.

— Lily and Seth give Lucas the shovel talk. Hannah chuckles nervously in the background because she knows they mean every word (Lily went against Claude multiple times without fear, Seth wanted to smash a vase against his head, of course they would give Lucas hell).

— Lucas acts as if he doesn't know how to knot a tie so Athy does it for him in the mornings. Strangely, he has started to wear ties a lot lately.

— Nox kicks Lucas out of the bed.

#these are just silly #tho i try to keep it mostly in-character cuz i dont like headcanons that heavily stray from canon (just my personal taste)#wmmap #lucathy #too lazy to tag everything. its 3am god help me

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honestly idk if this is the seedling of wwx haterism taking root in me but i genuinely hate how he treats wn (also, all roads lead to chengxian)

after mxy resurrection he just seems to brush wn off a lot while wn is out here doing the most. idk i know wwx refuses to confront anything because delusion is his solution to everything. and wn is a painful reminder of his yiling demonic cultivation days, just like jc is a painful reminder of wwx gutting himself to pay a debt that never was w/ his life's work. i understand why wwx would act that way (he tends to block everything out and pretend like its fine while his behavior shows that it is not fine bc lying only gets u so far) but it is truly one of his most insufferable traits. he wants an enabler that allows him to live without confronting himself or other people (lwj) but legit will he even be satisfied w that. is that even something thats sustainable in the long run.

mdzs canon is really weird to me because

1) wwx doesnt seem to want to deal with the world he lives in? wn is reduced to a weapon/thing once again bc lwj keeps taking precedent over him like the lwj drunk jealousy scenes piss me off so much, wn is literally being robbed of his agency and consciousness but that keeps being pushed back because uwu romance

2) hes not going to be satisfied that way. its just not in his nature to settle. ur telling me wwx is going to be happy in cloud recesses? while lwj may be a hypocrite and break his own sect's rules or even leave gusu lan to be a wandering cultivator w wwx, i genuinely dont see how that cld happen without wwx feeling guilty and bottling it up and ofc turning it to resentment

3) why didnt jc and wwx reconcile. legit why. wwx is saying lets just let it go but like. dude it is physically impossible for yall to be strangers. he let himself be gutted to save u and then u gutted urself to save him thats not a stranger thing. He has a major piece of you in him and he didnt even ask for it nor could he say yes to it. like girl i know you love running from your problems but eventually youre going to tire out?? What

4) he doesnt seem to change his ways, like his ego and impulsivity is still there? he didnt grow? like it rly feels as though the novel isnt even sure what story it wants to tell

pls so many things r so bizarre in this novel. the only part that makes sense is venerated triad and it proves mxtx CAN write irreparably broken relationships caused by a fundamental disagreement in nature (nmj hates jgy for who he is, jgy hates nmj for what he did, nmj would rather break than bend, jgy would rather bend than break) but thats not the case for chengxian??? so why is their relationship being treated as though its beyond salvation

idk i have a fever sorry

#crit i guess #even if i didnt like cx i still wld feel the same

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Do any of the tangled kids have any love interest later on in their teen lives?

AHHH OK THIS IS A FUN ONE!!! i technically don’t have defined future partners for any of them yet, but i’ve definitely have a few thoughts surrounding this idea

first of all!!! ryder is aroace, emery is a grayromantic sapphic, and alina doesn’t care much for labels but if anyone asks he just says he’s bi.

alina doesn’t get crushes often but when she does she Does Not Know How To Handle It. shes very closed off but analytical, so he tends to observe more than anything and study their behavior much more than usual, trying to know best how to impress them or connect with them. it makes him seem kind of weird sometimes and definitely leads him to overthink easily AHDJASJS. ryder is his number 1 wingman

em can be bubbly and talkative but incredibly practical, so it takes them a while to truly open up to people. shes got Abandonment Issues (tm) but they’re very easily flustered and when people actually see them past their front they collapse and die immediately. they’re also a huge hopeless romantic which is usually the biggest surprise to other people, considering 1. their dads are Themselves and 2. they rarely experience romantic attraction but they LOVE sappy romance novels and big romantic gestures and fairytales with picture perfect endings

the 3 of them always band together to help with the others’ crushes tho, since they tend to be mostly on their own w that stuff….don’t get me wrong their parents are obviously incredibly loving and supportive of them and they appreciate them very much but they are. Not good at relationship advice of any kind

if any of them ever asked how to confess to their crush they’d be like “wait u actually want to ask them out??? like now??? this isn’t just your last resort???” “..yeah????” “….ok yea i don’t think i can help you there sorry”

once when alina was like 13 he had some weird ass rivalry with a girl at school and literally nobody could be normal abt it

kiera was right btw within a few years they couldn’t care less abt each other

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Blue is the Warmest Color? More like, the male director fetishizes lesbians for 3 hours.

Blue is the Warmest Color" (2013) directed, screenwritten, and produced by Abdellatif Kechiche, is a french coming-of-age film about a 16-year-old girl named Adele and her journey through adolescence exploring her sexuality. She first meets her love interest Emma in passing. They walk by each other and make intense eye contact. Emma has her arms around another woman but still looks at Adele intensely. They truly meet for the first time at a gay bar. Emma is an older woman and comments on how people like Adele (underage) don't go into that bar very often. They end up going their separate ways but Emma gets the name of the high school Adele goes to. The next day Emma is waiting for Adele after school and then her friends start making homophobic comments to Adele. After this, a very passionate relationship starts between them.

This film goes through the years of them being together and they are together for a long time. Five years into the future their relationship becomes toxic. Emma has somewhat detached from Adele and seems to have become interested in another woman named Lise. This leads Adele to cheat on her with a male coworker. Emma finds out, slaps her and calls her whore, then kicks her out of their shared home. Three years later Emma and Adele meet up with each other. Emma reveals she has been in a relationship with Lise since she and Adele broke up and Adele reveals she still isn't over her. At the end of the film, Adele realizes that their relationship was doomed from the beginning because they're just too different and the film ends.

Blue is the Warmest Color was made to cater to the male gaze and to men who only support the lesbian community because they fetishize them. Most of the movie is explicit sex scenes between the two girls and the screenwriter/director/producer is a much older male. The main actress, Adele, was freshly 18 at the time of filming. This suggests that this movie is made only for the male gaze and made by someone that has no connection to the lesbian experience and wouldn’t understand what coming-of-age as a lesbian would be like. This film is created by a man who already places the male gaze into effect. All men are brought up, purposely by their parents or accidentally by society, to view women mainly as sexual things that are made for them to enjoy, and this is what this film comes down to. Kechiche handled the concepts of love and heartbreak very well and portrayed emotions very deeply but still, all that can be focused on is how sexualized both main characters are for the entire film. “The male gaze here as I said is not overwhelming or outrightly predatory, but it is there, in varying degrees of intrusion. It is out and out aestheticized, which makes it difficult to question ‘Blue is the Warmest Colour’s problematics” (Singh, Feminism in India, para. 5).

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Men cannot understand the experience of a young, lesbian woman which is what Kechiche is claiming to understand by creating this film. He is a straight male and even though this film is based on a novel he took many creative and artistic liberties while making the movie. A male writer named Matthew Knott wrote about his feelings on this movie from his perspective as a man and he says "My problem is not with the very idea of male directors dissecting the female sexual experience on-camera... It is the fact that, without female voices in the picture, the discussion is left incomplete" (Knott, Indie Wire, para. 7). The director cannot create an accurate depiction of lesbian romance because he can't be in that position. Women are often excluded from the topic of their own sexuality because men feel as though they are in charge and understand it better than women could. This film is a prime example of that. He had no help from female writers and just made this film into basically a fetish film for men to watch. Many women online after the movie was released commented on how uncomfortable this movie was and that it felt "icky" and not like a genuine and pure love story. The sex scenes in this movie particularly seem very much like they were made to be porn. They don't blend with the beautiful scenery and filmography that is a part of the rest of the film. It seems sloppily thrown in. "There's a seven-minute-long sequence of hilariously advanced lesbian sex, jarringly out of step with the tone and the aesthetic of the rest of the film" (Hallett, The Stranger, para. 6). Even if Kechiche had good intentions, this just goes back to inherently how many men view women, and that is as sex objects.

As a queer person who identifies a lot with womanhood, this film felt gross to watch. There were definitely beautiful parts to it and the actors did wonderfully but I couldn't get it out of the back of my head that the sexual aspects were so dramatic and out of place. It sucks to see so many wlw films boil down to the sex scenes in them. It feels like sex is all women will ever be good for. Even if men are completely taken out of the picture, men will still have to find a way to inject themselves into women's lives.

References:

Hallett, A. (n.d.). Blue is the warmest color: The most controversial film about French lesbians you'll see All Year. The Stranger. Retrieved November 4, 2022, from https://www.thestranger.com/film/2013/11/20/18260624/art-and-controversy

Jorbin, A. (2013, November 1). 'blue is the warmest color' and the real problem with male filmmakers and female sexuality. IndieWire. Retrieved November 4, 2022, from https://www.indiewire.com/2013/11/blue-is-the-warmest-color-and-the-real-problem-with-male-filmmakers-and-female-sexuality-214825/amp/

Singh, S. (n.d.). Blue is the warmest colour: Abdellatif's male gaze ... - feminism in India. Retrieved November 5, 2022, from https://feminisminindia.com/2020/07/20/blue-is-the-warmest-colour-male-gaze-feminist-review/

#lgbt #blue is the warmest color #queer studies #queer film #queer media studies #male gaze #wlw #Youtube

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GMMTV 2024 PART 2 (I heard Gmm is letting fans submit stories for adaptations now😭😭 bffr gmm and hire WRITERS)

•US: GL NATION ITS ANOTHER WIN!! EMIBONNIE !!! WITH SING. I couldn’t have asked for a better cast Usually I’m not up for the “siblings having same love interest” typa story but the shots looked so pretty plus P’Fon is doing this series so IM SEATED. They took the best trailer of the night for me !!

•Revamp (The undead story): WabiSabi probably having a bad day rn💀 GMM has two vampire projects now? hmmm which one of them will get pushed back to 2025🤔 Boun is one sexy vampire BounPrem always look good tgt. Aah sooo many familiar faces are in this, I’m looking forward to it

•Thame-Po (Heart that skips a beat): An Idol romance series! Unexpectedly I’m very sold on this EstWilliam are very handsome and something was working there. Sammy is also here🥺 Since real idols will be singing I can expect better performance too☝️

•Sweet Tooth, Good Dentist: Mark getting his well deserved main role. I’ve been waiting for this day!! The plot might be simple but it will be adorable. My pretty (REAL) doctor Jimmy is also in this- most likely to give me a second lead syndrome haha

•The Heart Killers: FirstKhao and JoongDunk with P’Jo. Unlike my impression of the mock, this is a ROMCOM🤡 Yeah the pilot was not clear at all FirstKhao have great chemistry but it just felt like I was seeing SandRay in another universe. On the other hand, JoongDunk have finally made it out of the universities. I heard that it’s gonna be based off The Taming of the Shrew by Shakespeare, which confuses me more. I’m quite skeptical about this

•The Ex-Morning: Who would’ve thought I’d see KristSingto in a bl in 2024😭 It’s so nice to see Singto onscreen again. The rekindling flame theme is ironically suitable for them. Apparently P’Aof is writing the original script with the Sotus director. I’m torn about this cuz I dislike krusty a lot but the nostalgia is kinda hitting me. It’s truly og revival era

•Perfect 10 Liners: Not an ensemble again🤦‍♀️ I was so confused when I saw the huge ass line of actors onstage but it seems like this will be split into 3 parts to focus on all of the cps. So basically it’s Midnight Series but only gay with Jittirain’s mediocre engineering plot💀 Even if I were to watch this it will only be for JuniorMark but no promises made cuz I can’t even bring myself to watch We Are rn

��Ossan’s Love Th: actually I was seeing EarthMix in the opposite roles but Earth being the one stuck in between is much more fresh ig. I cringed a lot while watching this. Idk Earth maybe comedy is not your forte? I won’t be sure until the actual thing will start airing but still the sirens are on🚨

•Scarlet Heart Thailand: Tu is back again in an adaptation after quite a while. They’ve put together a strong cast here but why is Gun not here!?! I’ve neither watched the series nor read the novel but I’ve heard people say it was traumatising🤡 Since it’s a historical setting, this will cost a lot in production I don’t expect this to air until the end of next year

•Leap Day: This is the best one out of the lakorns announced in part 2. Gun is always acting his ass off damn. This show will be stressful asf but the plot is pretty unique. Everyone’s reaction when Pond said Gun is playing his younger brother was so skdjjdj

•Hide & Sis: Janhae in a family murder drama niceee I got some Pretty Little Liars vibes in the start. If you’ve enjoyed PSIHY you’ll probably like this too

•The Dark Dice: Is this Jumanji and Squid Game mixed and made darker?? Prim definitely loves doing thriller shows but I beg of her to get out of that school uniform already💀 and Gemini finally got to put his hands on this genre. I’m not interested at all

•Friendshit Forever: Girl who is coming up with these show names😭 They had me believing it was a gl in the first 30 secs. Ohh Boun welcome my pretty boy. Betrayal game shows are so boring🤷‍♀️

•Break Up Service: So Midnight Motel made even more illegal? It’s funny how I can see the clear distinction in Off and Gun’s solo project styles lol

Right now I can say I’ll watch atleast 3-4 of these shows. Well many of these series won’t be airing until next year considering Part 1 list is still pending to air Overall part 2 was much MUCH better than part 1

#gmmtv 2024 #gmmtv 2024 part 2 #us the series #revamp the undead story #heart that skips a beat #sweet tooth good dentist #the heart killers #the ex morning #perfect 10 liners #ossan's love thailand

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ah-scheisse-its-you · 8 months

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I Never Want to Lose You

For @snailor-bee 💛💛my darling, with your prompt of Wound Tending

Bee dropped the Yeehawgust list in our chat and suggested we do something for one another, which sounded like a blast. All the prompts are so fun too, it was hard to pick.

So ya know, I looked up one thing for this and everything else was based off of western romance novels I used to read, so enjoy xD

Ship: Kirishima/Bakugo

Word count: unknown cause I typed it straight into tumblr

Warning: mention of wound/some blood, not very descriptive

While Bakugo isn't the owner (that title still goes to his parents), he is the general point of contact for the cow hands and the one that makes most of the decisions

Kirishima's been a cowboy working with the Bakugo ranch, aka the Rocking B Ranch, for half a decade now

There's nothing the hands don't trust Bakugo with, Kirishima especially. He'd never ask someone to do a task that he himself wouldn't also do and the men respect him more because of it.

It's part of what makes Kirishima proud to work at the Rocking B Ranch, and part of why he's stayed on

The other part is Bakugo himself

The blond man has a personality spikier than the cactuses they ride past on cattle drives that take them to the south, but the way he doesn't back down from a challenge, how he holds himself to the same standards he judges other by, his straightforward nature, all of that show Kirishima how manly he truly is.

And really, his spiky personality is tamed by the softest blond hair Kirishima has ever seen, sadly covered by a cowboy hat most of the day; by the gentle way he speaks to his horse, Caramel, at the end of the day as he brushes her down; by the curve of his jaw, the part that tempts Kirishima to touch, to take

He hasn't, of course

(He wishes too, often)

But that's okay. They're friends now, 5 years of working together, of traveling long, boring stretches of land only to bunk close by at night to share warmth has built up a bond stronger than anyone else's on the ranch.

That bond comes with some perks that Kirishima really likes. One such perks(his favorite really) was being the go-to person that accompanies Bakugo for safety and companionship on trips, like when they go to bull auctions or to scout new trails.

Just long stretches of time they can be alone and talk without worry.

(Bakugo confesses on one of these rides that he's not going to follow his parents wishes and settle down with some girl.

"That kind of softness ain't for me. Maybe I can't have what I want, but I won't fuckin' settle for something wrong."

A little piece of Kirishima's heart breaks that day at the reminder that Bakugo may not always be there for him, that the Rocking B could one day not be his home.)

They're scouting ahead in a gorge one day when it happens.

Bakugo is complaining about Sero's horse nipping at whoever walks near it, aggravation coloring his tone, while Kirishima laughs at him, knowing full well that Goldy holds a sour spot at him for not giving her an extra apple slice after dinner like Sero usually does

A crack rings out just as Bakugo reins in Caramel to better meet Kirishima's smiling face and tell him off for laughing. The small smile that'd been starting on the blond's face slides off as red starts bleeding through his shirt.

"Run" Bakugo says, his voice a chocked kind of whisper.

They kick their horses into matching gallops and speed back out of the gorge, sporadic shots following them for a short while before trailing off.

Apparently their adversary didn't care to give chase

Adrenaline and fear course through Kirishima's body, but he is able to check in enough to see that Bakugo has pressed his handkerchief to the wound to staunch the blood as he rides, relieving a bit of his worry

The campsite they used the night before isn't far away, a mile or two at best, and Bakugo leads them back to it without saying anything

It's the best option really, since there's a stream right alongside it and open enough that no one would be able to sneak up on them

Sliding off his horse with a pinched expression, Bakugo hisses in pain as his body jolts, an even louder hiss coming when he pulls the handkerchief away for a moment before pressing it straight back on

That more than anything spurs Kirishima into action

"I needta clean that," Kirishima says, dismounting own stead and dropping the lead, thankful that she's used to ground tying.

"It's fine, I can handle it."

"Bullshit, Katsuki, let me see."

"I'll be fine, shitty hair, I just need to wrap it."

Kirishima glares at him from under the brim of his hat and grabs his good arm, leading him to medium-sized rock close to the stream and pushing him to sit on it

"Said I'm takin' care of it, that isn't a choice. Not when you've been shot." The last part almost makes Kirishima choke, but he pulls himself together to grab what they'll need from the saddlebags

Bakugo has taken off his shirt and hat by the times he's gotten back with the supplies. His bloodied bundle of clothes is lying next to him, and his face looks a bit ashen, but he seems ready to fight more than die, so Kirishima takes that as a good thing

"Fuckin' bastards," Bakugo bitches, taking a swig out of the alcohol Kirishima offers him before going to wet a rag in the stream, "if we ever meet that no-good shooter, I'm gonna kill them."

Kirishima laughs and knocks his hat back, thankful Bakugo's spirit hasn't been taken away. The laughter dies in his throat as he pulls Bakugo's handkerchief away from the wound

The bullet went all the way through, thank god, becuase Kirishima's not sure he could handle digging it out right now. There's still a lot of blood and he has to take a deep breath before blotting at it with the rag, cleaning the edges.

Kirishima's hands tremble slightly against the wound. Bakugo doesn't mention it, even when he presses too hard and makes the blond grunt in pain

Bakugo is actually staring at him quite hard, almost studying as he lets Kirishima clean both sides of the bullet hole.

There's sweat beading along his brow when Kirishima pulls out the alcohol to disinfect it, just in case. Bakugo's hand shoots out to hold on his forearm at the first painful press, but it doesn't stop him in any way

The pressure Bakugo's using grounds him to the Now rather than letting him slip into the thoughts that plagued their ride back, of what could've happened if Bakugo hadn't moved at exactly the right time.

Surely there's noise around, but all Kirishima can hear is the water that runs beside them, Bakugo's sporadic pained noises, and his own whispered apologies

Packing gauze on both sides, Kirishima carefully wrapped bandages around Bakugo's chest and arm to keep them in place. It was pretty messy, and they really oughta get to a doctor, but it would do

Kirishima's hands linger around the wrapping once he's done, not quite ready to pull away. He needs to be here, needs to touch to assure himself that Bakugo would be okay

There's no rush and he's not pushed away, so he stays there until he can't bear it

A shaky breath echos in the space between them

With how close they are (Bakugo must've gotten closer because he hadn't moved), Kirishima doesn't realized it came from him until Bakugo's hand is caressing his face, wiping away tears he didnt know he was crying.

"I'm sorry," Bakugo says

Kirishima sobs out a laugh

"It's not— not like you meant to get shot. I'm just being weak."

Bakugo's touch is stronger now, more forceful as he guides Kirishima to look at him. "It's not weak to be scared or cry. You did a good fucking job. I'm gonna be okay, promise."

"But I almost LOST you! What if that shot had hit somewhere worse! Katsuki, I couldn't bear losing you. . . . You're my partner, I— I don't know what I'd do without you."

Bakugo leans his head in, blond hair mixing with red so he can meet Kirishima's gaze, good hand still cradling his cheek.

"Do you mean that?" Bakugo asks, hoping flaring in his eyes. That alone is enough to give Kirishima a shot of courage

"Yes. I love you, Katsuki Bakugo, from the tip of my hat to the sole of my boots."

With that, Bakugo's cheeks tinge a cute pink.

"Fuck. I love you too, Eijiro, more than anything. You're the person I want to settle down with, partners for life, or whatever it is Mina says."

Kirishima laughs, this one much brighter than the last despite his sniffles, and wraps his arms around Bakugo. "Close enough. Does this mean I can kiss you now? I've been thinkin' about it for a while."

"You fuckin' better, I've been waiting for over five years and a bullet wound now."

Squeezing his side, Kirishima replies, "I'm ignoring that because you're cute, but we will be headin' back to the ranch after this to get the doc."

Bakugo rolls his eyes and surges in rather than waiting any longer, their lips meeting a little harshly.

The sting pain is gone quickly though, instantly soothed away by the rush of love that courses through him and the taste of alcohol on Bakugo's tongue.

It's even better than he imagined

They only pull away when Kirishima's hands start to wander and one skims over the bandages, making Bakugo hiss.

"Okay, okay. Time to go back now so I can't hurt you," Kirishima says, grabbing Bakugo's hat and plopping it on his head.

"Fine, let's go home. So long you stay with me."

"Always."

Home with Katsuki by his side. He couldn't ask for anything more perfect

#bnha #mha #kiribaku #bakugou katsuki #angel writes #kirishima eijirou #bakukiri #yeehawgust #western au #doing it as a bullet fic did NOT make it shorter xD #but it was super fun #for Bee #getting together #the one thing i looked up was ground tyinh #which i knew was a thing i just needed to check it out

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