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Twst boys preferences for their partners

First of all, sorry for taking so long my rosies 😭😭 schools have been getting to me and I'm trying to catch up with the twst stuff again such as reading the story to understand the characters better! My bestie @twst-megane has been helping me a lot with this once again so tysm 🙏🙏🙏

Characters: All NRC students (except Ortho) x Reader Genre: Fluff Reminder: This is just a headcanon post, so even if you aren't your loved one's preference, do not worry! Remember, love might have preference, but it's never the final thing that decides one's partner, so rest assured~ Your lovely twst boys love you no matter what 🌹❤️ Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 (coming soon)

🐙 Azul 🐙

- If you manage to date a charismatic, handsome guy like him then I'd say his s/o is the world's luckiest person ever~ He isn't a person who would easily give his heart to someone else considering what happened to him in the past, so it takes time for him to genuinely fall for someone, and you just so happen to be very special to gain his affection! - He would need a s/o who is emotionally intelligent enough, someone that be able to pick up his feelings even though the signs are so subtle, he might brush it off mostly to keep up the professionalism but I'm sure you're the only one that he can trust showing his real side to you with the way you genuinely care and love him despite not being super touchy or show it obviously. - Because of the past he had, his insecurities are also something that needs a warm helping hand. A s/o with a caring, loving tendency would do so he won't think lowly of himself whenever he's around them. Perhaps at one point, despite his initial charismatic, calm appearance, he would think that he doesn't deserve someone as amazing as you. How can you care so much for him like that even after knowing his past or all the terrible things he did? Yet you just wipe those thoughts away from his mind with a gentle, soft reassurance as your hands caress his, feeling each other's warmth... and you caught his ears turning red~ - He pays attention to his appearance a lot especially after he comes on land, since he can nicely dress himself up and also even change his scent with different kinds of colognes. So I think he would have preferences for appearance too for a partner, maybe a s/o that knows how to dress themselves nicely enough, no need for fancy make-up or flashy clothing, but would be a nice touch if they like to use perfume like him too. He is pretty keen with his senses, and maybe he took a liking to you due to your scent... but he wouldn't openly admit that it smells really nice (or he gonna end up blushing and getting teased by the tweels). - Bonus: Azul would be the type to fumble at first when he got into a relationship, so being patient and teaching him would get him to fall even more for his s/o. He might study and research beforehand, but nothing comes as close as a real experience after all, he would get really flustered during your first kiss or when you embrace him... like a shy octopus, so just take it slow and intimate with him💖

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🐬Jade 🐬

- Being someone who loves to serve someone as his nature, it's no surprise when his s/o usually being the one receiving instead of giving. He wouldn't have a specific preference when it comes to finding a partner, but he would like it if his s/o let him serve them, it's something he likes to do and he wants you to enjoy it too. Being dependent on him, asking for his help with something when you can't do it by yourself, and he would immediately be there to lend a helping hand. Don't hold back or feel bad because like I said, it's something he likes doing after all. - Though I think he would like it if his s/o treated him equally too, like they're both on the same ground and not just a serving/receiving relationship only. He would find it fascinating that someone like you thought of him that way despite how he keeps offering his service to you, it's just... interesting to him, he probably gave you one of those smiles of his and brushed it off to you but little did you know... you have become the most intriguing person in his eyes and he would like to study you more. (Think of it as a good thing! Probably...) - If his s/o happens to show interest in him, he would be curious and start bringing up topics such as his hobby if they're curious about it, like for example: terrariums or mushrooms. Even better if his s/o actually shows genuine attention to them, he would feel delighted as you both talk about the said topic for hours until it's time to bid goodbye and get back. He felt like he seemingly just found a great partner, someone he is interested in as you're also interested in him... I'd say it's a special mutual feeling~ - He probably has researched a lot about the fashion on the land, hence why you see him dress up really well in a lot of times, so I think he would like it if his s/o knew how to dress nicely on the right occasion. Like Azul, he doesn't need you to wear fancy or flashy clothing, but just taking care of your look properly is enough, maybe some light perfume would catch his attention too as he would be able to tell that you were here or you're around this area easier with your scent (It's less work for him in a sense too) - Bonus: I think surprises would get him the most. Maybe something like knowledge about mushrooms or attempting to build a mini terrarium and show it to him, he would be delighted that you actually spent time on something like this just to impress him, and you sure did but that's not the only thing that will happen (his heart will be impressed too) 💖

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🦈Floyd 🦈

- The most unpredictable out of all characters, he can have such constant mood swings that make it hard for others to keep up with him, so I think his s/o should be someone that at least be able to handle them and doesn't get impatient with it. The moment he gets bored with someone he'll move on quickly, as such, patience is something that you would need when you date Floyd. If you can't keep up with his eccentric, constantly changing personality or easily get irritated then it'll be hard to put the relationship together. - He is pretty open when it comes to dating or preference because he won't be the one the reciprocate easily, his s/o should be someone who at least show constant interest in him or know how to get loose and have fun occasionally of when the right time come, maybe even know to play pranks too. He would be surprised in a way that makes him all chuckling and laughing in an... interesting way, don't worry, it's just how he usually is so don't get too startled, it just means he's having fun and you'd probably prefer it whenever he does. Also, it means he's having fun because of you, which is a great thing since you're that intriguing to him! - Though, it doesn't have to be someone that know how to have fun all the time, it could be a s/o who is pretty attentive, they can read his body language or treat him with genuine emotions, especially to not treat him like he's stupid or a fool. He might act like that but he needs respect too! I think he would be pretty impressed if you're able to guess what is he thinking right now from his behaviors (considering only Jade would be able to do that) and would squeeze you like a happy eel guy he is. - Unlike Azul and Jade, I don't think he would have a preference for appearance too much since he's pretty open to anything. He also doesn't pay attention to his looks most of the time too since well... You see how he dresses up most of the time. But since he's pretty interested in shoes, maybe if you happen to have a bit of knowledge about them then it'll impress him since he's quite fixated on the said topic. I think he would be pretty keen with his nose too so he can tell what kinda scent you got like Jade, he probably doesn't have a favorite scent but as long as it's nothing too heavy or so then he'll be absolutely whipped~ - Bonus: Squeezing hours is the most effective way for someone like Floyd! He will give you a silly sea creature nickname as a way to show his affection but also hug- I mean, squeeze you often too whenever he caught a glimpse of you around the school. If you treat him well he'll really enjoy being around you, so I hope you're ready for the most random squeezing ever from the silly guy himself 💖

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🕌Kalim🕌

- This big ball of sunshine definitely needs someone who knows how to take care of others or be attentive, knowing how clumsy he can be, he needs a s/o who loves to take care of him or pay a lot of attention just in case he accidentally injures himself again (might as well call you Jamil's sibling-), but when he sees how worried you look whenever you look out for him, he will try his best to be careful with himself too! The last thing he wanna see is your sad face after all so he'll remember your advice as best as he can! - He needs someone who has stability and balance to themselves so they won't feel tired out when they're with him, knowing how energetic he can be. Taking care of himself and making sure he's okay is one thing, but he also wants you to look out for your health too and not just all about him! You both would look out for each other (even though it's mostly your side), it's a relationship of caring and giving mutually and constantly~ - I feel like other than stability, he would like a s/o who knows how to have fun too when the time comes. Who wouldn't like some fun once in a while! He probably drags his s/o around to have fun with him, whether it be having a banquet or a ride with the magic carpet, he wants to see that pretty smile of yours every day, especially when you stay by his side, it just makes things more special to him you know? It's like he's the only one that can make you all bright and cheered up or show you a whole new world! - I think when he gets into a relationship, he can be a bit of a big puppy or touchy, I mean, who doesn't enjoy a warm, loving hug from your loved one? So he might need a s/o that doesn't mind too much skinship at the time or maybe even enjoys sudden hugs out of nowhere. Of course, he still knows how to respect boundaries at times or read the mood, but when he gets too happy he just couldn't help but embrace you! You bring him immense joy, so treasure those moments as much as you can, because there isn't anybody else that's like him after all. - Bonus: It's a bit hard to get him to like someone in a specific way, since in a sense anything could get him to like you, he is pretty easy to gain affection with how soft and kind he is compared to other characters, but if you're being forward and direct with your feelings then he'll surely return those feelings even stronger or brighter like the sunshine he is💖

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🐍Jamil 🐍

- Being the vice leader of Scarabia with tons of work every day, I'm sure he can get very tired sometimes even though he doesn't show it on his face; that's why I think he needs a s/o that would be there to take care and reminds him to get loose or to take breaks in between. He's the one giving most of the time so it would be nice if it's the opposite once in a while. It doesn't need to be anything too grand, just a gentle reminder from you or maybe you can be sweeter and put a small note in between his school books with tiny scribbles here in there that reads "Daily reminder: Take a break in between! ;)". He definitely would not show it to anyone else in case he gets embarrassed, but he really appreciates that someone cares for him this much and wants the best for him despite the way he keeps burdening himself with work and chores and doesn't have too much free time. - Like Kalim, he probably needs someone who is also stable and has balance in their life so they can manage themselves better without needing other's help, he would be impressed his s/o knows how to organize things so well without his help (since he usually ended up being the helping hand most of the time) and wonder if you grow up being by yourself or perhaps used to be the same situation as him... Either way, he would compliment you for your independence and admit it out loud, he isn't a person who saves the praising for nothing. Speaking of that, maybe you could give some compliments to him too in return for his hard work. He is used to praises, but if it comes from you then it just hits differently. It feels like he actually got appreciated genuinely with kindness! - He's a member of the basketball club and is very good at the said sport, so I think he would like a s/o that also has decently good stamina to keep up with him. As in whenever he's busy, you can be there to help him out including all the heavy work too. And don't let his "It's okay, I'm used to it" get to you! Or maybe whenever the chances come, be the one that serves him. No, not as in the literal sense of serving like a servant, but just let him sit down, take a breather, and make sure he got enough rest (and no but for him!) - He won't have a preference much for appearance in my opinion, he is pretty open to any type of look, but perhaps he would like someone who is more expressive or cheerful looking than him. He isn't a very emotional person, so if he sees his partner being lively and happy then he'll unconsciously smile before he realizes it, even though he sighs at first after that realization (He does sigh a lot, but it's more like in a "guess it can't be helped then" kinda way y'know). - Bonus: Acts of gratitude and kindness will get him to fall for someone the most. If his s/o is willing to lend a helping hand or make the work lighter for him, he'll be thankful though he might insist that you don't need to help him (since he is used to it), but don't give up! It always takes time for a person to fall in love, and that includes Jamil so just be patient, your kindness will surely get to his heart 💖

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👑 Vil 👑

- In my opinion, he would have the highest standard when it comes to appearance out of all the characters in here. I mean, he's the housewarden of Pomefiore we're talking about here, his standard is if not, someone that looks like they take care of themselves well at the very least. He will not stand people that don't do self-care or at least pay attention to their appearance! As the sentence goes "How you look is how you treat yourself", he is definitely taking that motto seriously (and no but!). - However, despite his strict nature, he's still a person with a soft side deep down. If his s/o is someone who isn't confident about their appearance or feels like they look "bad", he's here to erase those thoughts away! He'll make sure his s/o is the most shining diamond in the crowd, that they'll look as pretty as him to show how powerful you two are as a couple, and nobody will get to slander you or your look, not when the dorm leader of Pomefiore is here. Those who bully you will never get to see the sunlight again the moment he find out, he can be very terrifying if he's angry after all, and he isn't someone weak either, only fools would dare to pick a fight with him or you - his precious, beautiful partner. - Do try to not get sad if he acts strict around you, since he's always acting like that in pursuit of beauty, and he also wants the best for you. He will remind you to properly take care of yourself both physically and mentally, and make sure you get the best of the best treatment, even if it comes off as a bit harsh. He wants to see one's hard efforts they put into themselves, how much they went through to appear as they want today, it's just like him too, and that's why he'll feel really proud once his words really come through and see how confident you're in your current look and will praise you for it, like serious, genuine praising, and Vil is definitely not someone that give cheap compliments easily! - When it doesn't come to beauty-related topics, he can actually give you useful advice to improve your health or study. Surprises or not, he is very strong despite his elegant, poised look. Of course, you aren't the only one that gets shocked at this. (As you can see what happened to Ace and Deuce) Even better if you take his advice seriously and start taking care of your health, he'll be really proud that you actually listen to him instead of some other stubborn potatoes out there. - Bonus: He is pretty hard to come through, but I believe acts of genuine emotions will get to his heart the most. Instead of praising and admiring his beauty, you could admire the efforts that he put in instead. Tell him that he has gone through a lot, or that he is very hardworking, very attentive or always wants the best for himself. He'll be delighted to hear that's what you like... no, love about him instead of his usual beautiful look. He'll admit it, for a little potato, you sure know how to really appreciate someone else genuinely that even he can feel it 💖

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🍎Epel 🍎

- I think for Epel, he would need someone who wouldn't judge others based on their look and look at their real strength instead. As someone appearing ephemeral and dainty, he would often get called pretty in a way that makes him sound weak, and it's not something he likes at all. So, as his s/o, the first thing you should do is not judging him and treat him equally! He'll like compliments but not those that make him sound too cutesy or fragile. - Maybe his s/o could be someone that has the same situation as him: appearing weak but having a strong and somewhat even rumble personality. You two would get along due to the mutual feelings of understanding each other's struggles. He would find relief knowing someone having the same troubles as him as you guys both talking and laughing to each other, gradually getting relaxed the more you two hung out. Epel rarely ever shows his real self to someone else due to how difficult to make out what he's saying with his accent, but with you, he feels like it's a normal thing as you also show your real side to him as well more than just one time, it's like a mutual thing. It's okay if you didn't get what he meant at first but I think you'll... get it eventually. - I think he would like a s/o that is also physically strong, as he always admires and looks up to Savanaclaw students for that reason, so the moment he found out how easily you can lift up those chairs or have good stamina, our apple boy would be impressed! Even better if you rarely ever show your strength, he will ask you such things like how can you be that strong?? Or teach him your training methods! And maybe he would end up idolizing you even, for how amazing you're to him! - I think he'll like a s/o that is also pretty creative in their work. Since he has a great apple-cutting skill and can turn a normal apple into beautiful pieces of art so they'll attract others better, that's why he'll be impressed seeing someone artistic or creative with turning normal, ordinary things into arts like him. It feels like you're someone who can see the beautiful potential from the plainest thing ever without any judgment beforehand, like how you see the real, hidden strength in him despite his appearance. - Bonus: For someone who is actually very competitive and rumbles on the inside, maybe he'll fall for someone who is on the same level of competitiveness as him. Just you two going around having fun activities, like flying around the school with the broom, playing magishift together, etc. Or even having competitions of the most random thing ever, Epel feels like he doesn't need to restrict himself in any way whatsoever when he's with you, and that would get him to fall for you so much 💖

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🏹Rook🏹

- A true fan of beauty, he would praise anyone with pretty words or being a bit... overwhelming with it. So I think he doesn't really have a big preference since in a sense he would literally call others pretty, but if his s/o is someone who also loves beauty or somehow gets what he means then he'll be so impressed he starts praising you a whole lot instead. (It's his way of showing affection, so I hope you can keep up with it). He tends to find other people interesting in one way or another, and thus he would feel the same about you, so try to not be too startled if he suddenly appears out of nowhere and greets you in French or asks you the most random question ever (whether you expect it or not). He's pretty affectionate in his own way after all. - Although he may look and act like it, I think he can tell when someone has a beautiful heart or not. If his s/o is someone with an admirable, pretty heart then you're about to catch him painting a portrait of you soon enough with tears in his eyes (he means it genuinely though, looking like it or not). People often find him weird due to his eccentric personality so trust me, you aren't the first one that feels like that... but once you get used to it and start talking to him more often, you'll find out that he's actually a really kind, supportive person. He loves encouraging others and seeing their strength, such a sparkly, beautiful thing to see one's willpower! (according to him) - He is also a pretty sociable person, so maybe his s/o could be someone who can be sociable enough or have enough energy to keep up with random conversations, it would be tiring to be in a relationship with someone like him when you don't like socializing now wouldn't it? Of course, as a (surprisingly) attentive person, he'll know how to set the boundary between you two, but he always hopes you're up for a conversation with him since you're so interesting! He's amazed every time he watches over you and your behavior (it's just one of his habits... as a hunter, or so he said). - Since he has a very specific sense of beauty and art, maybe his s/o could also be a fellow appreciator of art and poetry. Not many people are seriously into arts as they would find it rather "old-timed", so the moment he knows, he'll be super whipped with you and the way you view art in your eyes! It doesn't even have to be historical, renascence type of art, if your sense of beauty is unique, he'll be attracted to them as well and to you, that just means you're so special in his eyes~ - Bonus: He is definitely into surprises no doubt! A small bouquet, a random doodle or sketch or even just a compliment will do, he loves it when he receives such beautiful things from you that he might end up shedding tears (again, but it's a good thing y'know) 💖

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To be continued! Stay tuned for part 3~

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hxltic · 10 months

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i had no idea this was sent in so this could be super late but hi ofc!! Also tysm i love you <33 also i’m sorry i didn’t know how rough you wanted it👩🏾‍🦯👩🏾‍🦯

𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐒. 𝑺𝑼𝑵𝑨 𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑻𝑨𝑹Ō

part one | part two

Genre: smut

Warning: heavy degradation, handjob, blowjob, facefuck, public bathroom sex, spit kink, brother’s best friend

He’s one of your brother’s dumb friends (the actual dumbest—in your opinion), and no matter how much you locked yourself in your room to be excluded from whatever activities prolonged out there, the inevitable feeling of hunger is sadly inescapable.

Following a creak from your door, right before another from the stairs, you cascaded down into the living room. Openly, the kitchen stood nice and bright, accompanied by snacks aligned on the island that held several filled lanyards with attached keys.

Arriving down the stairs in your red pajama set was the same thing as yelling and notifying everyone you were there. Heads turned. You didn’t take the time to count, frankly because it felt like crawling into the lion’s den and now needing an escape. You should’ve known there were people coming by the way everything was taken out of the pantry and neatly placed anyway. Your hair was frazzled from rolling around trying to get comfortable; your reddened face was visual proof of the relentless makeup you scrubbed off; the several necklaces you wore and forgot to remove were now entangled in each other—it would be just your luck for a bunch of boys to be over. Not ones you were trying to impress, persay, but the last ones that needed to see you in your tired hobo fit.

“Whatever you’re about to say—don’t. don’t be a dickhead,” you call out. You were getting this snack and going back upstairs, negating anything that could be said to you from here and then with your course voice.

“You think so horribly of me, what’d I do?”

Suna’s sly tone carried across the room to bring you to a stop. It was obvious was him; when was it ever not him? The only other people were Kita and the twins, but they were preoccupied.

“Exist, essentially,” you rebut, and after selecting a bag of skittles and a cosmic brownie, you reach over and grab the keys farthest to the left before your leave; staring him dead in the low, mustard, dumb eyes.

The keys were his. You recall because a few years back, you plucked off a single tag or attachment every time he came over. It took a bit for him to notice how weightless it had become and demand for all of them back, so you made him beg after assigning him as your personal chef for the day.

Which you weren’t a horrible person, so you kept them tucked away in a box on your dresser.

He examined the action to be reminded of this, but let you go nonetheless. He’d be damned if he let you see his smugness falter.

“Your hair looks great,” he taunted, with his long arms spread across the couch lazily. Your brother giggled from afar. To the back of your head, slim eyes scanned you in a judgmental manner—the same one you usually glanced at him with. The steps you took became bouncy and joyous.

Then you remembered how your hair actually looked, so you trudged up the stairs and grumbled, “jump off a cliff.”

You hadn’t completely decided what you’d do with the keys, but you’d most likely hold them hostage in your room somewhere. The plan was just to be a minor inconvenience.

And this was effective for the moment being—rattling Suna with the flashbacks—but sleep weighed your eyelids and, obviously, the door was locked.

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3:48 A.M.

A continuous knock drives you out of your slumber. Grumbling, your sleeping feet swing over the side of the bed and you rip the comforter from your body. The pitter-patter of steps notify the dark-haired man of his disturbances, guiding one side of his lip to lift and his toned arms to cross as he patiently awaits you.

Your tongue swipes at your dehydrated lips and your fingers correct your messy braided hair before opening the door. Suna languidly leans on the parallel hallway wall, sending you a look that it is too damn early in the morning to acknowledge. With the little strength in your freshly awaken arm, you throw the door closed to turn your back and close your eyes for the journey back to bed.

Suna’s sneaker sat where the door should’ve connected to the wall. He already knew the best of your unkind tendencies. The corner of the door swept into his large hand following its ricochet and he pulled you by the forearm, twisting your body to him. Your face slammed into his chest due to your lack of stabilization. You got a whiff of his faint cologne.

He didn’t even apologize. Fuckface.

“Jesus. No need to be so rough,” you croaked.

“It can get a lot worse than that,” a genuine smiley grin spread onto his features as he tilted his head and inspected down the hall for anyone that could hear him. Of course you hadn’t caught this in your state, not even processing the implied indecencies. “Maybe you shouldn’t close the door on me.”

He pressed the pad of his finger to your forehead and presses you back off him.

“Why are you here? Like for real.” Nothing was funny and you need to go to sleep. You have work in the morning. If you were awake enough, you would’ve taken the forehead poke as disrespect.

He treads the hand not on the door through his dark hair (which somehow returned to the exact same position it held before) and shrugged, “I can’t get home.”

“So?”

“You have my keys.”

Oh shit. You did bring this upon yourself though.

You sigh and rub the side of your face drowsily, “I’ll get them in the morning. I literally don’t even remember where I put them to be honest.”

As bad as he wants to be irritated, he can’t. The silhouette of your figure in front of him was something else. This was the day that he learned you don’t wear bottoms to sleep, but wear them just to keep some dignity whenever you show your face downstairs. In other words, you only put them on to eventually come back into your natural habitat and kick them off.

Your half naked body stood swaying in the doorway, reflecting into Suna’s yellowish eyes. Had he forgotten to respond? His gaze flickers before focusing strictly on yours. “Let me come look.”

“No, I’ll get them in the morning.”

“I’m coming in.”

Not very carefully, he shuffles past you, then your bed, unaffected by your futile efforts to groan and push him away. He had a sleeper build, unfortunately. As he rummaged through your drawers, he comments, “This would be a lot easier on the both of us if you just told me where they were.”

“Never. Get out! I just cleaned up!” You whisper yell into the morning. It seemed to be a sight you could only watch with the weight difference, but you had to try. Your fingertips connect around his small waist so you could push backwards off your heels. Whatever you could muster has done nothing but prove your weakness to him; he continued side-stepping drawer to drawer and smirking at your actions. That stupid expression only made your blood boil. You retreat.

Inevitably, he found your underwear drawer. Nobody wishes for that on themselves, although the way he held aside one of your thongs on a single finger as if it were a hanger, just to re-fold it before neatly placing it back where it once was; even the darkness couldn’t hide your tightening chest and darting eyes trailing everywhere but him.

The crickets were wide awake, and now so were you.

Your spread fingers modify into fists, you plant your feet. You come back full force to grab him. His head dips back in pure laughter while he attempts to be mindful of the time of night, even when his fair hands creep to yours and slowly pry you away from how you were linked around his stomach. Finger after finger.

The carpet floor, however, was not on your side, and your heels suddenly slide under you, between his feet. It also didn’t help that with Suna’s build there wasn’t much to grab onto: his torso is smooth, slim, but hard. Anytime you reached for grip, you just felt the curve of his muscles under the dark blue cotton t-shirt.

The last finger came undone, and you hadn’t realized why he’d swiftly attached himself to your wrists until you immediately saw yourself tumbling backwards, landing with a hard thump loud enough to wake up everybody in the house. The tightness of his grip confuzzled you.

It was one of protection and instinct rather than anything else. He didn’t seem concerned (as foretold by the small hints of laughter emitting from somewhere upwards), so you wondered why he still held your wrists with his arms backwards and you flat on your ass. He gathers himself, lets go, and turns to face you.

Trying to soothe the pounding muscles, you roll on your right and rub the area cautiously. It was most likely redder than your cheeks.

“You know, to be holding me so tight, you didn’t really lessen the fall,” you scowl.

“No, but you also didn’t crack your head open,” he retorts. You just glance at him and that villainous expression once more, one that was plastered on his tilting head in fake pity. You grunt and roll your eyes.

After declining help from your literal downfall, you push off your right hand to get up. Your nose meets a structure. Wood.

It was the wooden footing of your bed, so close that had your head tilted back any further with the force of the fall—it would be a concussion, no doubt.

You pause and return your focus to him. He smirks down at you.

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The next dull morning, you groan obnoxiously as you walk in so the shirtless man currently in your kitchen would take the hint and leave. His keys landed with a mix of a thump and a clink on the soft couch from your toss. He curls the island corner holding a bowl of cereal, sweats hanging loose on his hips; however, he just leans and eats, watching your moves silently.

Your uniform was definitely one to strike a customer: leather shorts and short sleeve top perfect for showing off cleavage. You slipped a jacket on and headed out the door. Before you left, it was necessary to shout “When I get back, you better be gone!”

He just rolled his eyes. You weren’t there to watch it, but you knew.

. .

“Of course, I’ll get that right out for you,” you shoot the fakest smile to the middle-aged man leaning probably too close just to be giving an order. Your sneakers spin on the hardwood floors of the food bar and your hand slips the ticket order into the side pocket of your waitress pouch. Audiences of whatever sport on the tvs and bellowing men ring through your ears until you get called by a coworker of yours. The day had been long, and quite frankly, you were just tired and couldn’t give a damn what she had to say.

“Hey, can you take over that table for me?” Dammit.

She curves her soft hands over one of yours she harshly tugged from your side. With pleading eyes so heavy it looked as if she would cry, she continues, “But I also would like you to give this to one of them. The one with the dark hair.”

She retrieves a small, crumpled paper from her unbuckled pouch lying folded on the waitress stand. You peek at it as she forces it into your hand. You glance at her again.

“A lot of people have dark hair, which is it?”

Her head shakes frantically in reassurance, “You’ll just know. Table 17, corner booth. Just please slip it in the check or something like that.”

An unintentional sigh hinting at your annoyance hangs in the air, but it isn’t like you can stop her from leaving, whether you were just about to clock out or not. Apology is displayed on her face nonetheless, so you grant a soft smile and make your way there after her continuous stream of thank you’s.

You wish you hadn’t.

You walk up to the booth occupied by faces that couldn’t get any more familiar, one being the someone you couldn’t stand, the other that was even more intolerable, and Aran. You liked Aran. He was cool.

Suna has nothing but innocent deceit on his face. After looking around for any employees, or rather managers, you drop next to him on the left side.

“What are you doing here!?” You mainly scolded him, but you looked around at the other two as well. Once again, not really Aran; he was never informed of your workplace and it was most likely your brother’s idea.

“We just came to eat. Yknow, like regular customers.” Your head snapped to your own blood, feeding into the torment of what you were experiencing right now. Was this what bullying felt like?

“Now you can eat with us though, it’s the end of your shift anyway.” Suna adds. That wasn’t the case due to circumstances. As long as you have this uniform on and as long as they were a table in the restaurant with no waitress, you weren’t off duty.

“That’s not how that works.”

“Sit here for a bit. Customer’s request.” The ravenette mouths. You doubt that would work either because interaction with customers were limited. Honestly, with how you were dressed, you loved the rule. Suna’s back lifts when his arms reach out around you, creating as much space as possible to remove his jacket. The man lays it out over your lap, covering the pouch and any signification you were on duty with the exception of the shirt, but you leave and walk in with it on so it didn’t matter.

All things aside, you give in, everything goes well. Catching up with Aran was a joy. Ascertaining that Suna took a shower in your home, just to put on another pair of sweats your brother leant him and the same t-shirt he’d just washed overnight, he did not listen to you and did not leave. You wonder if he ran through your room again just for fun.

You ignored the other two most of the time. Having to see your brother every day; there was no reason to converse with him, but the other took this personally. Extremely personal.

He kept doing things to get your attention. When the person taking your shift came as waiter, he ordered for you just as the words began to spill from your mouth. Only having four people in a wall booth, he had more than enough room to manspread—so he left you nothing but a sliver of space. You tried to scoot him over manually, but of course, it didn’t work. You place both hands on his thigh in an attempt once more.

Having not learned your lesson previously, you’re going to try again. Your fingernails dig into his skin so it would hurt (but he didn’t flinch); you push with all your might and he continued casual conversation. Shoving again, you watch as his eyes flicker in shock, frantically glance to you, and revert as if nothing happened, even though a stern hand held the top of your left still. He fake laughs it off to the rest of the table. So fake, you hadn’t realized it was.

A large, pale hand squeezes yours in its spot, prohibiting movement. Was he ticklish? You force your hand back and forth against his thigh, your hands being unable to lift but having no choice but to move with his flesh, and he squeezes even harder. This hand was closest to his torso, located on the inside of the very top thigh area. So high it was basically his hip.

You hadn’t realized your nails curled right into his groin. Unaware of what was actually happening, you continued for the sole reason it was bothering him in some type of way, resulting in warning looks being shot to you with his tired eyes. Ones you ignored. It hurt because of the coffin shape, Suna had to admit, but it didn’t deflect the blood rushing there.

Finally, his leg closed, but he took a tight hold of your guilty hand and pulled you roughly. He mumbles sternly with his mouth to your ear, “Sit still, you don’t know what you’re doing.”

You just laughed in his face and put both hands to your chin, elbows stationed on the rectangular table. You’d do it again when he wasn’t looking.

He’d caught you less than halfway there the second time, but third is the charm. His guard was let down.

The air was thin and light with loose conversation. Aran’s sister was fine and your brother was thinking of applying for another scholarship. When everything seemed to have died down, french tips clanked against the counter impatiently and your left hand dove under the table once more.

In your peripheral the male visibly stuttered, hips lifting for adjustment and eyes darting to you nervously. This time they hadn’t left and it took everything in you not to acknowledge the mustard gaze. To make it worse, the squeeze of your hand allowed an audible grunt to fall from his lips. His eyes fell as well so your friends noticed, questioned it, but the false voice you’ve fabricated over years of customer service was just too believable.

You squeeze again, the muscle unknowingly growing under your hand. He became fidgety and his breath slightly irregular. Turning your head to glance at him, he locates your eyes immediately—the eyes usually low and apathetic—were yelling to stop. A mischievous giggle worsens the situation, causing his eyes to slim down angrily. He’d prove to you why.

He takes a hold of your wrist and stretches your fingers using his own, sliding them between. He adjusts in his seat again before flattening your hand around his print, using his other hand to cover his mouth casually as he leaned forward on the table. His digits wrap around yours, causing you to wrap around him.

He gave you a preview. With no underwear to hide any inch of it under the fabric, you (he) basically caressed from the base all the way to the tip, the outline becoming more prominent and his body shifting under your touch. You look at him in disbelief at: what he did, what you unconsciously did, or in all his, what—a solid 8 inches at least? If you had to guess?

The idea was to scare you off, but it did quite the opposite. Whenever your hand was released, much to his surprise, it just returned with the same motion tenfold. Luckily, nobody else could hear the sudden deep groan over the laughing people, and the way his back landed with a puff on the soft booth seat only looked somewhat out of the norm. His face was flooding cherry red no matter how bad he didn’t want it to. Both his hands came up to run over his eyes, forehead, and cheeks. Now he braces himself on the seat, gazing down at the sight of your pretty fingers and nails dragging up and down the entirety of him through his pants. The friction was indescribable.

He held watch as you dipped past them.

You knew you’d do anything to get under his skin, but not like this. Of course people found Suna attractive, light athletic build with killer thighs and small eyes, only to be complimented by his dark brown locks and good style (when he cared). So when Nali passed the note to you to give to someone, you could assume it was her number. It’s somewhere lost on the table now. Primarily because if something did happen, coming downstairs to more than two people you can’t stand would send you over the edge and he doesn’t need anyone boosting his ego more than it already is.

But now as you’re stroking him slowly, only the movement of cloth from your hand’s action could describe what was going on. Apart from the man’s darkening gaze too. He was beaming fire into your neck, just as you were chatting away.

“Are you okay?” Your brother is worried for his friend who was flashing a sickly face hinted with anger. The plump of your lip met white teeth, a reddened spot building up as you tried your best to prevent any unwanted facial expression or laughter. Aran became intrigued as well.

Sunarin comes forward to statue both elbows on the table, but without saying a word. Consequently, the question hung low in the air, creating palpable tension at the silence and his direct, unmoving eyes. You ignore it.

Instead, you ring two fingers and ride over the heightened band right where the tip begins. You tighten your hand. Your fingers close around it and meet at the peak, collecting pre-cum and the last of Suna’s patience. The job is done and your hand retreats.

“Yeah.” Breathlessly but barely noticeable, he continues, “Your sister’s just a pain in the ass.”

You dramatically gasp and keep the façade going, just to eventually let him out as per his request for the bathroom. The two boys laugh over their food as Aran receives almost every bad deed you’ve done to his former teammate, just giving him an idea on how you two operate, though you announce your leave to completely end shift and take the pouch off. Once you reach the back and remove any resemblance of your relationship to the restaurant, you reach the one person bathroom. It was a fairly good size.

“Hello? Sunarin?”

©️hxltic

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weepingchronicles · 1 month

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I just read your hunter yandere head cannons, it was adorable and beautifully written, good job! <3 My question is: how do you think Hunter would help (y/n) transition into their new life with him?

a/n: eee tysm!! i love this question

tw: kidnapping, restraints, starving, drugging, manipulation

There was a couple of things I left purposefully out of the original post but Hunter originally wasn't going to take the reader that day, at least not till later. The reason he collected plushies from your house was to remind you of your actual home. The room for you wasn't actually finished, we don't want you sleeping on some old mattress now, do we?

But because of how things turned out... his plans were a bit rushed. So, you'll be sleeping on only a mattress for awhile till he saves up. Maybe he'll even clean his room for you to sleep on his bed while he sleeps on the couch. Maybe. It's too risky since the only thing stopping you from escaping is the chain connected to the bedframe.

Once he actually saves money, he'll spend time actually decorating and making your room well, your room! Depends on how cooperative you are of your situation but he will definitely try and ask you what kind of things you want. No, reader you can't go outside I asked what books you wanted-

Anyway, he sees this as making your kidnapping more adaptable since it's just like your old room! Except with chains making sure you can't leave and tons of locks on each door!

Another thing is that he is very patient! Of course you're going to be scared, confused and angry when you awake after being fucking tranquilized! Hunter, he gets mad easily but he never really loses control around you. He is delusional in thinking he is protecting you and giving you a home but deep down, he knows it is wrong hurting you and flipping out is expected.

Once you "settle down" and stop screaming every time he comes in your room, he'll give you certain privileges for good behavior. Oh, you want to watch tv? Then you'll have to eat the food he makes you(most of the time it's drugged).

If you misbehave however, like hurting him, trying to escape or just overall doing what you're not supposed to he'll take away basic necessities. You hurt him badly enough he'll lock you in the room for a day, no food or water. If he catches you trying to pick your chain, oops, you just lost your whole bed for a week. Now you're even more restrained with your hands and feet tied. Which means he'll have to feed you and carry you to the bathroom if you need to go, which is NOT fun.

Soon, you'll start following the rules whether you want to or not. You might still be plotting escape or hating his guts but he doesn't really care.

He'll also be kind of sweet? Like, picking flowers on his way home that reminded him of you or make smiley face pancakes. Getting a cute teddy bear or gum at a corner store. Very dad things. I don't know about you but if you're anything like me, if I hate someone, it's kind of impossible for me to be rude if they are nice to me. You'll begrudgingly accept his gift and mutter a thanks and he's all like :D

#yandere #platonic yandere #yandere headcanons #yandere hunter #yandere ask

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headkiss · 1 year

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I have a chronic illness (POTS) that makes me prone to passing out from my heart rate dropping super low. Maybe have a little fic about Eddie taking care of the reader after a bad flare or Eddie’s first time seeing the reader get sick? Please and thank you!

🥺🙏

hi lovely!!! tysm for the request i hope u like it! <3 please let me know if anything’s inaccurate | 0.6k words

The day started with a headache, which wasn’t rare for you in the slightest. Your pain relief was reminding yourself that you had plans with Eddie. Though, that only went so far.

He’s an incredible boyfriend. Sweet and patient, understanding. You’ve had to cancel plans on harder days time and time again and not once has he complained.

Sometimes, you can’t even believe you’ve found him.

You missed him, and you wanted to see him, so you knocked on his door just as planned.

“Hi, sweetheart,” he greets you with that grin of his.

“Hi.”

“Feeling okay today?” He asks.

“My head hurts. It’s not that bad.”

He nods, but he knows you’re probably downplaying it for his sake. He ushers you inside with an arm thrown over your shoulders and a kiss to the top of your head.

“How about we stay in and binge movies?”

“Depends,” you say. “Will you cuddle me?”

“Will I- who do you think you’re talking to?” He guides you to the couch once you’ve taken your shoes and jacket off, leaving you to grab some blankets and coming back with his arms full. “Yeah, I’m gonna cuddle the shit out of you.”

Being with Eddie is easy, a no-brainer. He brings you the sort of stability that’s hard to come by in your life, and you could never thank him enough for it.

The first movie is his pick, one you’ve both seen a bunch (mostly together). The lightheadedness doesn’t come until about halfway through. Again, it’s not uncommon, so you try to breathe through it.

It doesn’t work for long, and you reach weakly for Eddie’s hand. He gives it to you without question.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart?”

“I might faint,” you warn him.

You’re not sure how Eddie hasn’t seen you have an episode yet, but it’s very, very likely that he’s about to.

He’s nervous. Of course he is. You’ve told him what to do, how to help you best, and he’s known about your POTS since your first date, but he’s still nervous. Eddie doesn’t want to do anything that might hurt you.

He squeezes your hand in his.

It’s not long after that your eyes are fluttering, your hand loosening its hold. Your body leans forward, headed off the couch, but Eddie uses his free hand to catch you as gently as possible, redirecting you so your head rests on his shoulder.

His hand strokes over your hair softly, smoothing it away from your face. Through your episode he’s whispering quiet ‘you’re okay’s and ‘I’ve got you’s. He’s reassuring himself and you.

Eddie can’t help but think of how strong you are. To be such a bright person dealing with so much. He turns his head and kisses yours for it.

It’s only a couple of minutes, but to him, it feels like hours before you rouse, blinking your eyes open slowly and grasping his hand back.

“Hi, baby,” he says quietly.

“Hi. What happened?”

He knows about the brain fog, too. He simply continues to pet your hair and says, “you had an episode. I’ve got you, though.”

“Okay.”

It takes a bit longer for you to come back to him fully, but he’d hold you all day if it helped.

Eventually, you push yourself up to look at him, your head off his shoulder but hand still stuck in his. His grasp isn’t tight, but it’s unfailing.

“You okay?”

“Mhm. Thank you.”

You feel like a simple ‘thank you’ isn’t enough. Eddie’s the best person you know, and he’s supportive in a way you never thought existed in a boy. You bring his hand to your mouth and press a kiss into his knuckles.

“No problem.”

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444rockstargf · 8 months

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Hii this is me from ur inbox!! Could I pleaseplease have something with Charlie with a plus size gf whose really shy and nerdy? Idk if you write things for ps readers but I'd thought I'd ask:)

i write for all body types, thank you for the request!

"never was there ever a girl so pretty." | charlie walker

diet mountain dew. - lana del rey

female!reader x charlie

word count: 450

contents: fluff

you and charlie met one day in junior year. you were the shy girl that sat at the back of the class. charlie found that you had a mysterious grace around you, and he so desperately wanted to peel back the layers of your soul.

he had invited you to cinema club one day, and you just couldn’t say no to how welcoming he was to you. you weren’t used to people just coming up and striking up conversation with you, so you just gave him a little nod and went about your day. but you were seriously considering on taking up on his offer.

so that’s how you found yourself sitting by the window, listening to charlie and robbie talking about their upcoming stab-a-thon. you didn’t like the sound of that. a lot of people being gathered up in one place to watch, so that was exactly what you told him when he asked if you were coming.

he was disappointed at your answer, especially because he looked forward to seeing you outside of school, but he wasn’t willing to give up so easily. so on that friday night, he came over to your house with CDs, snacks, and everything you could imagine for a perfect movie night. he said that he didn’t want a girl like you being all alone on a night like this, so you let him in.

and that was how this became your annual tradition. charlie would come over and the two of you would go up to your room and watch all 7 stab movies back to back. you two would be snuggled up together, struggling to stay awake in each other’s arms.

you two would sloppily make out as the movie played in the background before slowly falling asleep. at school, you couldn’t help but be kind of awkward around eachother. you’d try to sneak quick little kisses before going separate ways for class. charlie would doodle little things that reminded him of you in his notebook.

you felt like he was the only person in the whole school who loved you for who you were. he loved every single part of you. you were the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, and he knew how lucky he was being able to be your boyfriend.

you’d reunite with him at breaks, sneaking off to be alone until classes resumed. charlie would tell you all about his day, and you would happily listen to him. that was how your dynamic with him was, and you loved it. he was your other half. he’d tell you everything. except how he’d been planning to talk to you since the first day of freshman year.

author's note: im so sorry that this took a while to come out, school hasnt even started and its already ruining my life :(( but tysm for being patient <3 last requests are coming!!

#rory culkin #rory culkin smut #charlie walker #charlie walker x reader #lana del rey #444rockstargf

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fruityfroggy · 22 days

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ASGKJKUYFG TYSM @anonymocha FOR GIVING ME A DIRECTION TO GO WITH MY RAMBLINGS<3

Anyways…oh Verdigris, I’ve come up with so many extra bits and pieces to her lore in the past month or so and I didn’t really get to talk about her in the first place, so I’m glad that someone’s interested (this is gonna be so long, I can feel it)

First things first, we’ll get the big thing out of the way: her arcane skill. Kind of a big part of her story is how she is a “plant whisperer”, which means that she’s able to hear the voices of plants and therefore communicate with them. This made her form a prominent sense of empathy for plants, as they are unheard by everyone except her.

(Now, a lot of the things I’ll mention about Verdigris will make a lot more sense)

So a fun little fact is that plants have a “way of speaking” that sounds more poetic than your normal speech, since they’re just describing things based off of what they know from nature. And because of her arcane skill, Verdigris does talk like them a little (which just comes off as being poetic/dramatic). Another thing that comes with this “way of speaking” are “Titles of the Plants”, which is the thing that you remind the plants of, that they therefore refer to you by (Vertin is “The Wandering Wind”, Sonetto is “The Shade in Daylight”, etc).

Why am I mentioning this? Well but of course it’s for yuri reasons! Because this is the perfect way for Verdigris to subtly and sapphic-ly pine for a certain arcanist by the title: Ray of Sun (and who this refers to is not disclosed). She mentions this “Ray of Sun” quite frequently in her diary, which I’d imagine could be one of those pages of text you can find between stages, as well as in her intimacy voiceline (which I haven’t written, but we can imagine, okay).

Anywho…when it comes to interacting with other arcanists, Verdigris is very much the most likeable out of my three ocs here (she’s just a cinnamon roll, not toxic or hard to communicate with). So she gets along with basically everyone in the suitcase. Chaotic or calm, she’s patient enough to talk to them. Tho she’s the closest with Lilya I’d say, since they’re bonding over a shared language/heritage and shut up, it’s adorable. Especially since Verdigris didn’t have anyone to speak Russian to for a long time (she lived in Spain, that’s why) and Russian was her mother’s language (she never got to meet her, so it holds special significance to her (things are getting angsty haha)). This problem was the whole reason she created her own critters actually. But hey, now she has someone and the vibes are good again.

As for their dynamic, it’s obvious that they have a “balancing each other out” situation, and I like to call it “Lilya and her designated driver” as a joke. But truthfully, Verdigris is surprisingly down with most of her shenanigans and no one understands why. Lilya kinda just wants to show Verdigris all the “fun stuff” she usually does, and she just goes along with it while some of the other arcanists watch them in horror (they’re just having a good time tho). When Verdigris is busy, Lilya would go visit her workshop to see what she’s doing like: "What you making, Verdie?:]" (she finds it interesting).

Considering what she does, I feel like Verdigris would probably be crossing paths with Medpoc kinda often as well (hehe). Verdigris just isn’t super affected by Medpoc’s hostility, and still treats them very well after getting yelled at. Once they warm up to her tho, she kinda becomes their emotional support (aka the person they rant to while she hands them a cookie or smth), and they’d pass out together while working across from each other, since neither of them remember to sleep (or do anything else).

I also think that she could help Shamane repair and/or upgrade his mechanical arm (since that’s kinda her specialty), and in turn gain a new father figure. Shamane would definitely like her Dendrogues and greet them when he sees them hopping around as well.

Some honourable mentions are the other calm healers (Dikke and Tooth Fairy). Dikke would grow fond of Verdigris for how fair and thoughtful is, but she'd tell her to not be so tolerant of everything. As for her and Tooth Fairy’s situation, they actually have pretty similar vibes, so they’d probably do some somewhat questionable things together that aren’t so questionable if they’re doing it, like baking together (there’s definitely no tooth fairies in the muffins they’re making, don’t question the taste of plums) and going out into the forest to look for teeth.

Oh right! Verdigris also has a small interaction with Pristine after implanting the new heart she made for her, since Pristine’s original heart (crystal) is the thing that makes her body possessable to Arcana (there’s some context from this post that is needed to understand what I’m talking about). This is a big plot point in Pristine’s story, so guess who’s growing attached to Verdigris. Yeah, she kinda just follows her around whenever she sees her from there on out, maybe even tugs on her sleeve saying “Where art thou headed to? Let me go with thee!” (Welcome to motherhood, Verdigris!)

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ayoharuko · 1 year

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DANGANRONPA REQUEST OPEN I HEARD?

Here I come

The danganronpa # has been soo dead

I want more content

Soo can u do byakuya x reader uh idk I have no ideas soo can you do just general bf headcanons? Idk idk im sorry

Have a nice day tho and don't forget to drink and eat love

Ty for the request! and yea Danganronpa has been pretty dead but I love the games so I'll provide content~

Also I'm really really sorry for taking so long to finish ur request, if u haven’t seen my pinned post I've been admitted in the hospital so I'm sorry....I hope this can make up for it :)

NON-despair AU btw~

REMINDER: This character does not belong to me but belongs to Kazutaka Kodaka also this work is fiction so please don’t take it too seriously :3

Byakuya Togmai (Ultimate Affluent Progeny) x GNreader general headcanons

- Now our boy isn’t used to these lovey dovey shit and at the start of y'alls relationship he treated you..rather coldly....but don’t worry! Later on he’ll act a little less cold :)

- To show his love and appreciation for you he buys you VERY expensive gifts and just spoils you, Basically like a sugar daddy-

- PDA is not that heavy...holding hands is only it or linking arms very gentleman like but indoors you are feel to do whatever you would like with him, He’ll complain of course but won’t stop you lol

- He protects you from getting killed by Toko.

- You’re the only person his sweet too, no one else. So feel special hon~

- He LOVES cuddling you, Like big spoon is good on him but on the days where his stress and gloomy he likes being little spoon<3

- He’s waiting for you guys to graduate...why? Because he wants to purpose to you duh! Once this man falls inlove...he’ll never let you go..(yandere?)

- Don’t fall for the insults and cold looks, for deep inside he truly does love and cherishes you :3

‘’Here...what? Tch...I just wanted to buy you something nice...no need thank me...I’ll buy you the whole world if I could.....what? Nothing...your hallucinating...’’

Donee~

Tysm for being patient and again I'm sorry for taking so long :)

I hope u guys liked this and see u on my next post!

Reblogs and Feedback/Comments are always appreciated! :3

Edited by: @purpi-narwhale

#danganronpa #danganronpa x reader #danganronpa x y/n #danganronpa x you #danganronpa: trigger happy havoc #byakuya togami x reader #byakuya togami x you #byakuya togami x y/n #byakuya togami

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ihatemyselfandwanttodiexxx · 9 months

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Light x male!S/O fluff headcanons

... just take it, I'm trying something new for this one

♡ he teases you alot in private

♡ not too much, just enough to see you blush

♡ "you're so cute when you blush like that~"

♡ when you're pissed off at anything, he just kisses you

♡ "you're so adorable when you're mad~ I can barely help myself~"

♡ loves to call you cute, adorable, honey, sweetheart, good boy, pretty boy, baby, just the sappiest shit

♡ even when the Kira shit is going on, he still has a soft spot for you<3

♡ if you do something for him, like clean, or cook he would immediately start praising you

♡ "oh, sweetie, you did such a a good job, such a good boy for me~"

♡ If you're trans and wear a binder he'll remind you to take it off from time to time<3

♡ "honey? How long have you been wearing that thing?~"

♡ "8 hours..."

♡ "you gotta take it off for a little bit, it'll be okay~ we're home right now anyway"

♡ he probably won't let you get involved in Kira stuff, unless you really want to

♡ on bad days he cuddles with you

♡ if you're bad at social stuff he talks for you

♡ on that note, he can read you like a book

♡ constantly touching you, whether it be holding hands, having his arm around your shoulders, or having his hand on your thigh

♡ loves to hear you say his name.

♡ TW if you have scars he'd kiss them and says how strong you are

♡ loves to spend time with you

♡ would give you a lot of gifts

♡ never hurts you, never.

♡ if you're sad, he will make you lay in his bed and make you your favorite snack then cuddle with you

Light is my husband. Also... Yandere smut is coming soon, TYSM for being so patient! ♡

#light yagami x you #fan fiction #death note #lgbtq #fluff #light yagami #male reader #x trans reader

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queenofcoquette · 1 year

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Hi! I love your blog and hope you've had a nice day. One of the things I most admire about you is what genuinely kind person you truly seem to be. As someone who's had trouble trusting and opening myself to people because of some personal trauma I've experienced I was wondering if you had any tips for becoming a less judgemental person and cultivating that kindness.

aww tysm!! your message is beyond kind and that picture is so cute :)

understanding your emotions:

understand WHY you are this way. since you've dealt with trauma of course you might have trust issues in people, it's a natural response and it's like your mind's way of trying to keep you safe.

also, judgement is normal! trust me we all go through it, i have very mean judgemental thoughts just like anyone else, because it's normal. the thing is, as long as you acknowledge it's rude/judgemental and don't vocalize it, it's fine. those rude thoughts aren't a reflection of you overall.

judgement is normal, and it most likely has to do with past trauma, you're naturally going to be more skeptical and less trusting of people its ok :)

working on your mental health- as you mentioned, i think it would be beneficial to work on your mental health and past traumas if you haven't in the past. not only will this help you self improve but it will also make life better for u :)

cultivating kindness :) :

use manners- an easy way is just showing manners! being polite, holding doors open, smiling at people, the little things can make a different

be thoughtful- when someone is down, show kindness to them. observe how other people feel and try to make them feel better, whether its asking them if they're ok or something

see the good in YOU- the way you see the world is sometimes a physical embodiement of your internal thoughts about yourself. what i mean is this, when you see bad in others you see bad in yourself and vise versa. kindness starts with taking care of yourself and working on self love, and then eventually that kindness spreads to other people.

take care of yourself- this goes hand in hand with the previous tip. always, always, ALWAYS take care of yourself and treat yourself with kindness. think of it like this; if you're hurting then it's harder to be kind and patient, but when you take care of yourself it's much easier.

say kind words- when you notice good things about other people tell them! even if it's just a little compliment, this will brighten people's day. express your love for other people and show them how much you matter

be patient- a lot of times i find myself sometimes irritated at other people who are very loud or annoying, but i just remind myself to take a deep breath and mind my own business instead of snapping and being rude. patience is something that can be difficult, but is really important

reserve judgement- avoid engaging in gossip/talking bad about other people. when you see someone who is rude or just generally awful, remember there’s a reason they are that way. (althought it doesn’t justify what they do it explains it) adopt the praise in public, correct in private rule too <3

i also want to add that i think you are beyond kind! although i don't know you, you're message is seriously one of the most thoughtful, adorable and sweet ones i've ever gotten on this account. i think what you're experiencing is normal. its ok to judge other people, its ok to make assumptions and have rude thoughts. its part of being human, and as long as you don't express them, it's fine. like, we all have horrible thoughts sometimes we just don't project them because they are not a reflection of who we are. i think you're an amazing person to begin with, and i wish u all the best!! sending positive energy and all of my love <3

-a

#that girl #that girl 2023 #pink pilates princess #self improvement #self help #self love

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sungbeam · 1 year

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here to flood your inbox with the questions✨

BUT HI DUCKIE MEIMEI 💗

3, 4, 9, 15, 18, 19, 21, 23, (IM SO SORRY FOR STEALING SO MANY NUMBERS BUT THESE QUESTIONS ARE SO GOOD), 28, 29, and 34

signing off with love

- ash

ash jie !!!! tysm for ur ask ^_^ and omg ty for the influx of numbers hehe <3

fanfic writer asks

3. What's been your most popular fic this year?

oh it was definitely my beomgyu drabble mine !! it was the fic that got me a ton of my followers and it's my first post to reach 1k and 2k+ notes which was super exciting :')

4. What piece of writing are you most proud of?

find my answer to #4 here!

9. What's a scene you wrote this year that you're particularly proud of?

hmm kind of a hard question cuz sometimes i think i'm a genius and other times i think a scene just doesn't work 😭😭 but ,,, i'll say i remember being super satisfied w lost at sea the pilot episode/chapter for my *cough* unfinished riptide!mark lee series ha,, haha

15. Are there are other writers or artists who have inspired you?

OH MY GOD SO MANY (´Д⊂ヽ i'm just gonna name drop :') @ethereal-engene ofc, @loveliestfelix @korijime @jaehunnyy @leejungchans @goldenhypen @/maijunejuly @petrichor-han @tranquilpetrichor @justalildumpling @polarisjisung @stayarmytinyzenmoa-l probs many more as well ksfbkenf but thank u all for being such amazing people who light up my dms and dashboard and make me want to keep writing and dreaming :')

18. Do you have a fic that you wish received more attention?

lmao a few tbh so i'll recommend a few 😁

— cruel summer (kim seungmin)

— the cage (yoon jeonghan)

— in all your endeavors, forever (kim hongjoong)

— 11:22am (jung sungchan)

19. What was your favorite comment, or piece of feedback this year?

definitely has to be ash jie's full review of in all your endeavors forever like having a whole post dedicated to a very through review of MY OWN fic just,,, omg it just made my day fr like woah mind-blown yk? so thank u sm jie :'( 💖

but in general, any feedback or comment just makes me so warm and fuzzy and excited !! once, someone told me they came back from the dead to remind people that i was one of the best writers here and tbh i could cry 😭😭😭 ??

21. Not a question, but a challenge! Say something nice about your writing!

*panics* UHM!! i,,, like that i've been improving in the description department? idk bro (´Д⊂ヽ like i'm trying to be more patient with my descriptions and i def have some work to do w solving my white room syndrome, but i think i'm getting better w touchy feely emotional things lol

23. What fic did you enjoy writing the most?

i actually really enjoyed writing the fics with crack/humor in them a lot! i write a lot of angst and i do enjoy writing that too, but i also love writing banter sm

will specifically mention this jungwon fic and this nct dream fic tho

28. What is your favorite story or chapter title you came up with this year?

OOH !!! uhhhhh i really like "cruel mercy" (wip), "bird hunt" (wip), and "dear chan, have you ever been in love before?"

29. What was the funniest comment or piece of feedback that you received?

AHAHHAHA when i posted the one beomgyu drabble for my october mini series, almost all the reblogs were talking abt how tf were those cheesy pickup lines attractive 💀🤡 tbh only beomgyu could make corny ass pick up lines attractive but yuh ✨ also whenever em rbs my stuff, she's so funny sjfnejfbj like i once posted a fic at 2am and she rb'd w smth like wait y aren't u asleep beam (ignoring the fact that she was also not asleep 💀)

34. What's the weirdest thing you researched for a fic?

LMAOO i don't think i remember half the things i google while in the moment tbh 🤣 but i vividly remember going down the rabbit hole of cheerleader positions and stunts for this one wip bc idk what any of that cheer stuff is called (´Д⊂ヽ and i think soon i'm gonna need to spiral down the dance rabbit hole too @_@ like figuring out waltzes and tangos and what that one dance intak did for isac :')

#sungbeam strikes again #moot ❧#ash 🤠#姐姐~💖#ask games !!

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os8mu-archived · 2 years

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can i request waking up and realizing their s/o isn’t next to them with fyodor? and anyone else you’d like

memo! i added dazai + tecchou hehe. i'm sorry if you wanted this to be angsty because it's absolutely not but tysm for the request <3 !!

dazai

on the rare occasion he's able to fall asleep, he can only rest peacefully with you next to him. so imagine his surprise when he wakes up without you

he can’t shake the dread he feels at the thought of being alone again; he’s imagined this scenario before, but never thought it would actually happen

he's half out of his futon, borderline frantic, when you come back in with a glass of water

he nearly whines at the sight of you. he holds you tightly, breathing you in and reminding himself you're there...then he's back to normal :')

he won't let go of you!! he's kissing every spot on your face, fake crying about his “one true love abandoning him”

when you lay back down, he's clingier then ever. one hand cradling your head against his chest, the other against your back, his legs shifting until they’re intertwined with yours and you’re both completely wrapped up in each other

he watches you fall back asleep carefully, hoping you didn't realize how scared he was of actually losing you

fyodor

half of the reason he bothers to go to bed in the first place is the feeling of waking up to your warm body against to his

so when he wakes up, freezing cold, with you, no where in sight, he immediately has a frown on his face

i don’t think he’d panic; no one is stupid enough to try to harm his s/o, especially when he’s laying right next to them

but what could possibly be more important than cuddling with him? he can't seem to think of anything (# > <) until he finds you in the kitchen, late night snacking

"i see my dearest prefers the company of the fridge over me?" he's only half joking

when you come back, he's waiting for you on his side of the bed. he'll stare you down until you cuddle back up to him, but he won't make the first move to touch you himself

he's suddenly very clingy; lithe arms tight around your waist, his cheek resting in your hair, softly brushing the ends with his fingers. just don't tease him about it or he'll stop </3

tecchou

if there's one thing he's gonna do, he’s gonna look for someone. when he wakes up and realizes that you're not by his side, he suddenly feels much more awake

his habit of not thinking things through paired with his sleepy brain + undying need to protect you...it's over

he's getting up immediately, grabbing his sword just in case, when he notices the bathroom light is on

he all but slams open the door, just to see a startled you, rinsing the soap off your hands

his mood shifts when he sees you’re safe. he's like "oh there you are :)" like he didn't just give you a heart attack

he'll wait patiently in the doorway until you're done, holding his hand out to you so the two of you can go back to bed

when you do, he'll curl himself around you, kissing your head, making sure you’ve fallen back asleep before he lets himself do the same

taglist! @tinydiors @pompompurin1028 @hana-yume @bontens-cum-slut @scul-pted @straydogsbungou @arixsux @gumiresque @sebtomm @whorefordazai @visc0untzz @dazaiscum @leviamere @irethepotato

#🗒#dazai x reader #fyodor x reader #tecchou x reader #bsd x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd imagines #bsd scenarios #bsd headcanons #dazai imagines #fyodor imagines #fyodor fluff #dazai fluff #dazai osamu x reader #dazai x you #fyodor x you #bsd hcs

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be0mcore · 2 years

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hi!! can i ask to write hcs ride in the motorhome with txt? it would be interesting to read! thanks in advance, good luck and inspiration!! ♡ (sorry, my english is bad)

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ camping with txt

notes: hi anon! sorry for taking so long, ty so so so much for being so patient with me! i've written it as a camping trip as it was easier to write the hcs ahaha. tysm ur so lovely!! <3

genre: fluff, crack

tw: none

❥˗ˏˋyeonjun ´ˎ˗

◦ mother has arrived

◦ he's so so excited but also so so concerned

◦ like we'll only be gone for 3 days y/n why do we need two tubs of icecream?

◦ at the same time he tries to hide his bag full of ramyeon

◦ starts preparing at least a week in advance

◦ has a whole list of campervans to choose from, and has analysed each and every one

◦ you have to remind him you're living on a $20 budget so your choices are kinda limited buddy

◦ he's so excited that you're camping in a van, it means he can still wear his pretty outfits

◦ the drive there is super relaxing

◦ although mans had to fight tooth and nail for the aux chord

◦ he plays the spotify playlist y'all made together so cute

◦ has one hand on the steering wheel, other hand on your inner thigh

◦ he's very tempted to start doing something frisky but remembers that he's literally driving a moving vehicle

◦ we must stay focused brothers we must stay focused

◦ you guys decide to park the van in a cute little camping ground in the forest

◦ he takes hundreds of photos of you

◦ but then makes you take thousands of him poor y/n

◦ is extremely romantic the whole time

◦ fairy lights, soft music, warm meals, fuzzy blankets,,, he really gave you the premium experience

◦ and he gets his opportunity to be frisky afterwards too ;)

❥˗ˏˋsoobin´ˎ˗

◦ mother pt 2

◦ although he's a bit more stressed than yeonjun someone give this man a break

◦ he's superrrr organised and has lists of everything you need

◦ is honestly excited but can't show it because he's too preoccupied with feeling stressed

◦ you gotta calm him down at one point like bro its okay

◦ everything has to be perfect!!

◦ he decides that you guys are gonna be parked at a beach

◦ even though he can’t swim mans did not think that one through

◦ the ride there he is so nervous. do we have everything? did we forget anything?

◦ when you get there you wanna go straight in the water

◦ as soon as he sees you in your bathers he starts malfunctioning

◦ no thoughts head empty just you half naked

◦ you're having a blast in the water while soobin is just like,,,, drowning

◦ you pretend to give him CPR, which is just an excuse to give him a little smooch

◦ he ain't complaining though ;)

❥˗ˏˋbeomgyu´ˎ˗

◦ oh my goodness girl good luck with this one

◦ he's SO EXCITED

◦ like it's the only thing he's been thinking of in the past few days

◦ somehow convinced you to rent an RV and park it in the woods

◦ not even in an official camp ground either, but literally in the middle of nowhere

◦ you've seen wayyyy too many horror movies so you're like lowkey thinking he's gonna murder you or smth

◦ but he swears he isn't, he just wants the authentic camping experience sure buddy

◦ even though he's super excited, he won't start packing until 3 hours before you leave

◦ you're like bro. seriously.

◦ the ride there is absolute chaos

◦ he insists on driving because he's a 'gentleman'

◦ ends up getting pulled over for driving too slow

◦ you have to take the wheel, and you bet your ass he's gonna try annoy you on the way there

◦ when you get to the campsite he's just absolutely overjoyed

◦ insists on building a campfire even though the RV literally has a stovetop

◦ you don't wanna burn down the entire forest so you initially say no

◦ but beomgyu really wants to make smores and go stargazing

◦ so you're like "fineee but i'm in the charge of the fire"

◦ overall camping with beomgyu is very fun but very chaotic

❥˗ˏˋtaehyun´ˎ˗

◦ omg this mf

◦ he's ready to go full bear grylls

◦ is sorta confused as to why you're renting an RV like,,,, you scared of some dirt y/n??

◦ but because it makes you happy he obliges

◦ he's honestly pretty relaxed when it comes to packing. brings like one backpack and you're like???? you gotta bring more than just underwear tae

◦ and he's like no y/n i've got this

◦ you think he's lowkey losing it but just like beomgyu mans wants that authentic camping experience

◦ probably jokes about hunting your own food as well

◦ you find it funny but in all honestly he was only half-joking

◦ he calls dibs on the drivers seat

◦ no music, only taehyun mentioning cool facts

◦ which is music to your ears anyways

◦ the entire camping trip taehyun is prepped for survival

◦ but as soon as night comes he gets scared and starts snuggling up to you

◦ like wow ok who's the scaredy cat now huh?

◦ he swears he's not complaining but you pepper his face with kisses anyways

◦ and he's defs not complaining

❥˗ˏˋkai´ˎ˗

◦ so excited he's practically bouncing off the walls

◦ i mean cmon,,, three days away from txt while hanging out with his favourite person? hell yes.

◦ overpacks like crazy. i mean its better to have something you don't need than need something you don't have, right?

◦ you guys end up leaving two hours later than planned because kai couldn't figure out what plush he wanted to take

◦ he finds the RV so cool. like y/n there's a whole stove in here???

◦ honestly won't even leave the RV. it's his home now.

◦ you guys decide to go on a mini roadtrip. and boy is he excited.

◦ the entire drive is just kai screaming

◦ you switch from listening to music to laughing about something to arguing about who would survive in squid game

◦ you guys take snack breaks like every ten minutes. its not your fault you brought the entire snack cupboard with you.

◦ when you finally reach your destination, kai practically jumps on top of you

◦ cmon y/n its been like 5 hours without cuddles

◦ he needs to recharge for like an hour or so and then he's good to go

◦ you guys do a whole movie night in the RV

◦ it's a little cramped and kai's long legs keep falling off the bed, but its still perfect

◦ he insists on watching a horror movie

◦ you both end up absolutely petrified by the end of the movie

◦ when its time to go to sleep y'all are literally wrapped up as one

◦ but honestly you wouldn't have it any other way

#kpop #txt #tomorrow by together #tomorrow x together #txt headcanons #txt reactions #txt fluff #kpop reactions #choi yeonjun #choi beomgyu #choi soobin #kang taehyun #hueningkai #yeonjun x reader #beomgyu x reader #soobin x reader #taehyun x reader #kai x reader

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jjkafterhours · 2 years

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Part 7 of reversal of the heart please ><

REVERSAL OF THE HEART.

PART SEVEN

TAGS/WARNINGS;; mentions of grief and loss, hurt/no comfort @m00dycr4nkybitc @brumous11

WC;; 2k+

NOTES;; Tysm for being so patient! This chapter will mostly appear fragmented, I hope you can forgive me for that. Don't hesitate to tell me what you think <3 PART ONE PART TWO PART THREE PART FOUR PART FIVE PART SIX

“Megumi? Are you alright?” You ask, alarmed as you hear the boy’s cries.

“I’m-” He takes a few minutes to steady himself. “Mom, please take me home.”

“Yes, sweetheart, where are you?” You ask, but he is still blubbering, hiccupping as he did.

“I ran away last night, and I’m really sorry, I promise I won’t ever, ever cause trouble again, please take me home. I’ll be good, I promise.”

You’re relieved but you are also hurt; but you know that you cannot reprimand the boy until he returned home. The questions could wait; his cries were agony to hear.

“He’s waiting at the police station.”

“Toji!” You call out to him, wondering if he did not hear. His strides become longer and without warning, he suddenly takes off into the dimly lit streets.

“TOJI!” You hiss, dropping the cone. He’s strong, much stronger than you, and it takes you all your strength to not lose sight of him. Your lungs burn, your muscles protest and within a few minutes you are gasping for breath.

“WHY ARE YOU RUNNING?” You scream.

“BECAUSE I’M FUCKING MISERABLE AND I HATE IT.” He yells back.

“THEN STOP BEING MISERABLE!”

“I CAN’T!”

“WHY?”

“BECAUSE IT’S ALL I KNOW!” He’s panting, his chest heaving as if he has been robbed of every single breath he takes. The first cry almost rips through his chest, and he doubles over with the weight of it. With one came another, and then arrive a hot torrent of tears, his hands shaking as they covered his face.

“It’s all I know.” He repeats, his shoulders shaking when you catch up to him. His fingers dig through your shirt into your skin. His breaths come in short gasps, and both sit down on a nearby bench. You cradle his head in your hands, and he curls up against you, weeping.

“Megumi told them he wanted to go back home. We just need to show the legal paperwork, proof that we are his guardians.” You explain.

“I want my son back.” He says.

“He told them that he got lost.” You reply.

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It is past midnight. He slowly sits up, and swings his feet over the side of the bed. Compared to the last couple of days, he had lost the overwhelming urge to cry. His tears had run dry. Megumi stares at the walls over his room, mercifully bare. At least if he was gone, walking into his room would not remind anybody of his room after some time.

It is blissfully quiet. Everybody had fallen asleep a little more than an hour ago.

He keeps walking.

The street lights stretch upwards, flickering with their dying light. Compared to that, the stars seem kinder. The sky is an infinite void, and they are the sole inhabitants, far, far away from him. He wonders if his hands would burn if he could touch them.

He keeps walking.

The sidewalk is empty, save for him. It seems unusual. He remembers how he would stay in his new mom’s arms, as she walked Tsumiki to school. His feet rarely touched ground, not necessarily because the way was too long, but because he had gotten used to being indulged by both parents, who were afraid of the world inflicting the slightest semblance of pain on him. Megumi remembers how his father used to keep him indoors all the time after his mother died, at first scolding him, then pleading him not to step outside, where the people who took her away were.

He keeps walking.

The roads are long, disappearing even when he strained his eyes to look farther, branching into different streets, hiding dark alleyways. He does not think he has ever gone this far. The apartment they used to live in was small, suffocating until his father managed to turn around. He remembers how he would see his father staring blankly into nothingness, his sister tugging at him, blinking away tears.

He keeps walking.

Everything had gone back to what it had been within a year. His father’s presence was no longer a constant reminder of their loss, and it gave him a twisted sort of comfort that he left them alone. He hated seeing him like that; slumped over against a wall, like a marionette with its strings cut. He cried whenever he saw that hollow expression on his face, and Toji would blink; his gaze focusing on him, slowly shuffling towards Megumi in order to placate him.

He keeps walking.

Days bled into one another. He could never really tell what went on in his father’s head. He seemed to offer little comfort; so, he turned to his sister instead. When he had announced that they would have to move into a smaller house and that he had to share a room with his sister, Megumi did not complain. He held onto Tsumiki’s hand, content with being hugged when the drive to the new address seemed too long and dreary.

He keeps walking.

He still remembers the old address. His father could not bear to stay. They would have moved one way or the other. Toji does not see Sendai the same way anymore. They move to Ishinomaki instead. It’s cheaper, his father says. It is better than the tiny apartment they used to live in. Him snuggled up against Tsumiki for warmth, while their father slept against a couch, offering some semblance of privacy. Megumi wonders if the man had gone through worse. Maybe he had, but it was a different matter with two extra people.

He keeps walking.

The new house is larger, emptier. It doesn’t feel like a home. He had seen the roadmap of scars over his father’s back, the man clumsily washing up the obvious marks before he walked in. At first, he would lie, say that he had gotten into a fight (it seemed plausible, Toji was not exactly known for having an even temper), but then he had seen the weird looking thing wrapped around his father’s waist, swallowing up the weapons before he walked inside the house, pretending to be in a brawl. Eventually he stops trying to explain, and they do not ask either.

He keeps walking.

Tsumiki goes back to school after 2 months of being held back. She has no problem catching up with the others. She has always been pretty smart, and his father was not the one to particularly care about grades. He had not gone for college; and he had turned out fine. Or at least not going to college was not the reason he was miserable. A college degree would not have picked him up from the streets.

He keeps walking.

Toji develops a reputation.

Sorcerer Killer.

He hears it from the “friend” who occasionally comes over to talk to Toji. Perhaps it was one of the reasons they had moved into a larger house, so that his father could discuss whatever filthy work he was going to do. He would hear them immediately if either of them tried to sneak upstairs and try to listen. Tsumiki does not listen, wishing to save the image of her father who she wished to love wholeheartedly. In all rose-tinted gaze, all was good and kind in the world, her father included, who was only trying his best to make ends meet.

Megumi was spiteful, disgusted. Why couldn’t the man have a regular job like all the other dads? Why couldn’t he just go to some boring office, ponder and complain over stupid papers and annoying bosses and then return home to spend time with them? It was all that he wanted, not the shelf of toys which his father had brought to kill time.

The man’s name is Shiu Kong. He didn’t think his father had friends. He doesn’t talk to them much, but seemed friendly enough. Mostly smoked with his father when they were not talking.

His name is actually Shi-woo, Toji tells him during one of those rare moments when he talks. Usually, it isn’t more than a few sentences, and his voice is raspy, grinding harshly against his vocal cords. Tsumiki seems to think it is different; she says she likes how he sounds. She wishes he would smile more though; the lines over his face seemed too sharp, and she wished something would soften them.

His father; smiling. Hah. Megumi could imagine a sneer, not an expression of genuine happiness.

He keeps walking. He kicks at the ground, wishing it would just break apart and swallow him whole. He wanted to see his mother. He barely remembers what she looks like. He didn’t want a new mom.

Megumi rubs his eyes, which begin to droop. His legs start to ache but he ignores it. He has heard of stories of dark alleyways, and knows well to stray away from them.

I have not gone that far, he tells himself. He crossed the park a few minutes ago. The ice cream parlour had long closed. Y/N had been planning to take him during the weekend.

Immediately a pang of guilt pulls at his chest. She would not miss him much, would she? He was not her son, after all. Megumi remembers how gentle she was, accidentally stopping himself whenever he almost called her his mom. It would not be fair to his real mom.

He remembers her gentle voice. It’s different from his mom’s, but he likes it. When Y/N wakes him up, quietly stroking his hair, then smiling at him, asking what he wanted to have for breakfast. It was rather simple, but he remembers the way she would take his hand in his, the slightly crinkling of her eyes when she smiled. She did not seem to mind the fact that he did not go to school along with his sister.

Megumi wonders if it was a way to tolerate his presence. If she did not scold him, he was less likely to throw a tantrum. Not that he wished to. It felt…right when he yelled at his father, his tantrums growing louder when he saw that his father did not react in the slightest, merely staring back at him in sympathy. He hated it to the core; wondering how his father pitied him when he was the one who spent so little time with them, just continued with his work, remarried not long after.

He did not think that his mother would be replaced so quickly. He wonders if his father paid Y/N to keep everything tidy and proper, to-it did not feel like it. That was why it felt wrong to throw a fit. His anger would crumble into guilt the moment she looked unhappy.

Megumi decided that paid or not, she was trying her best. He was not her child, so he could not complain if she really was irked by him or Tsumiki. He pretended to not look when she sat beside Toji in the rare times they spent time together as a family. Over time, the distance between them seemed to cease, her hand resting on his father’s— smooth, unbroken skin over scarred, calloused hands. It seemed oddly domestic. His father had slowly adjusted to the changes, and he began to see a warm sort of look in his father’s eyes, the same when he used to talk to his mom. His father had begun to move on, adjust to the new changes in his life.

Megumi was furious. How could he just replace her like that? He asks Tsumiki, who asks him another question in return.

Is it really so bad?

Yes. It was. He was miserable and he-

Do you want Dad to be sad for the rest of his life?

No, of course not! But how could he move forward so quickly? Just shelve up the past because now it was not relevant anymore?

Goosebumps rise over his skin. It is a cold night; he should know, his birthday is in 10 days. He wishes he had brought a jacket. He remembers one which Y/N had bought for him when they had gone shopping, along with the shoes. Thick, woolly and warm. But it does not stop at that. He recalls last week; his fingers tightly gripping her, her laughing when he ran around in the store, a burst of energy hitting him— it is the first proper outing he has had in a while.

Is it really so bad?

Along with that come the memories of the days before, her hugging him as he wept, tired and upset, quietly rubbing circles over his back. His skin aches to be held, and she’s warm, and he stays like that for a while. The warmth spread, easing into his chest and soothing his pain and loneliness.

Is it really so bad?

He tries to stop his chain of thoughts; because it was far too late. He had already stepped out, walked past the streets which he knew, into the dark, cold roads ahead. He was far away, and he did not know where he was going, so where was he, really? His thoughts drift back to keep away the cold, and it is the only thing he can think of. Before that, it had been cold, his father a man crumpled from grief.

Was it wrong to want to be happy, despite everything? To want to return to the familiar feeling he would have had not a few moments ago, before stepping out. He was lonely, he knew— maybe he could have just asked to maybe sleep with his parents, they have never refused him anything. Maybe he could have told her that he was not feeling well, and she would have hugged him and made him feel better again.

It is only then when Megumi wishes that he had turned back sooner.

#fushiguro toji x reader #toji fushiguro #toji x reader #toji x y/n #jjk toji #jujutsu kaisen toji #toji x you #fushiguro toji #fushiguro x reader #jjk fushiguro #toji imagine #toji fic

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nullified-kiss · 3 years

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omg hello there !! can i request hcs or scenarios of ranpo, yosano, and fyodor for what they would do to help their s/o if she was upset ?? what s/o’s upset about can be up to you <3 tysm !!

bsd with an upset s/o headcanons

A/N : ahhh hi thereee ! thank you so much for requesting allison ~ ! sorry it took so long girl, my writing moods are unpredictable (◞‸◟；)

I realized I took this “upset” into a more unhappy/sad definition than the angry one — hope u don’t mind that

ranpo

he sees you, already knowing what’s going on

(of course)

he would definitely try to cheer you up, to the extent of offering his own snacks

which, means a lot of course

In the end, he sees no progress

He sighs, picking you up and bops your nose in attempts to lighten the mood

He murmurs, “Smile, angel.” as he moves towards the couch, lifting the blanket up with you still in his arms

He lays out the blanket and plops you in it, rolling you up (like a sushi roll)

“What are you doing?” You grunted, still in a sour mood.

He hugs you in your little blanket roll and lightly bites your cheek

“Taking a bite out of my sushi roll, Y/N.” He replies, as you try and slither away.

He holds you still, playing with your hair and chuckles. “Stop moving, Y/N.”

He doesn’t stop this until you start smiling, and finding the energy to move out your roll and wrap your arms around him

(He’d start whining otherwise… why shouldn’t he get the same hugs too ?)

He’s basically just practicing the proper way to care for a sad person

yosano

being a doctor, she feels like she could handle an upset patient such as yourself

of course, she’s only knowledgeable in terms of wounds

so she’s lost

but she tries her best anyways, and it’s cute to see her try and coax you into telling her what’s wrong, how you’re feeling

asks u if you want snacks, or cuddles

and honestly despite her very genuine attempts

you're mostly cheered up by her very lost in what to do but still hella supportive reaction

fyodor

He hates it when you’re upset, claims it stains the beauty of your face.

(Between you and me tho, he admits nothing really stains the beauty of your face.)

He coaxed you into telling him what’s wrong, what to do to make you smile, even if it’s just for one second.

His smooth voice just calms you, and he softly rubs your back with his hand.

You start to talk as his thumbs rub the back of your hand softly, studying your face intently as he listens to you

You’re just feeling so down, so emotionless for the first time in awhile since you started dating Fyodor

“Surprise me.” You answered, to his question of how to make you smile.

He’d shower you with kisses on your jaw, cheek, ear

He’d hum something while giving you kisses, something you can’t recognize

It’s soft, and melodious. Reminds you of a lullaby.

He’d nibble your ear, his breathing tickling you until you can’t help but giggle and squirm

at the end, he’s happy he got you to smile, to laugh

i see that all i did was put a scenario in hc form am i dumb or wot

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Hi. Can I request a Jay fic just like Ni-ki's in "Enhypen as Campus Hearthrobs" and can it be with Sunghoon? Tysm <3

I love your stories so much. Take care always! I love you 💜

hello bb, here you go! Jay’s kind of a playboy here. But still the concept is still there. Btw, enjoy! Thank you so much for requesting anon! Ily <3

ENHYPEN Imagines

pairing: jay park x reader

summary: you were in love with the campus playboy and he wanted nothing but plain hook ups.

warning: a bit spicy.

word count: 5.5k

a/n: It was long, lmao sorry. This was a request from the concept of Niki’s in my campus heart-throb series. You guys seems like to love his plot a lot because this was the second time it was requested. Anyway, enjoy reading this! 🌸

“Y/n!” you rolled your eyes when you heard the voice of your brother from outside of your room. Instead of responding, you continued flipping through the pages of the book you were holding and ignored him.

“Y/n!” he once again called out and you can’t hold it anymore so you shoot glares towards your door.

“What do you want?” you hissed at him.

“Aren’t you at least gonna send me off? Give me some hug or something?” you’re not quite sure if he’s being sincere or he’s trying to piss you off.

You let go of the book and marched towards the door to open it. There, in front of you was your twin brother, all dressed up, ready to go out and party.

“You should know that’s the last thing I would want to do, Jake Sim!” you glared hardly at him.

He sighed, “I’m not bringing you tonight.” his decision was firm as he put both of his hands inside his leather jacket then leaned over the wall.

You let out a frustrated sigh, “Why not? I promised to behave tonight.” you looked straight to his serious eyes.

Jake shut his eyes for a while before he let out a sigh, “No. I want to party hard tonight and I cannot do that if all I can think about is my sister.”

He was always the protective brother. Maybe the fact that he went out minutes earlier than you gave him an instinct that he’s older and that he has to protect you at all cost.

You pursed your lips and leaned over your door frame and stare at him. “You don’t even need to look after me. I have friends there too and besides, Jay will be there!” your voice sound so excited when Jay’s name went out from your mouth.

Jake’s stares became more serious as he eyed you. He was pretty much aware about your feelings towards one of his best friends. He’s not against it but he also not saying he won’t interfere if it’s already hurting you.

He clenched his jaw, stares not leaving you, “Jay won’t be able to look after you as well. He’s gonna get laid tonight, y/n.” he straightly told you. When it comes to the activities of his friends, he was not gonna lie about them. If anything, you need to be aware that Jay isn’t the type of guy who will settle with one girl.

You gulped, trying to get rid of the lump inside your throat and to mask out the sudden pain that took over your chest. You knew about how wild of a teen-ager Jay is and how hard it is to handle him. But you also think that if you give up on him pretty much quickly, it wouldn’t be worth it.

“What taking you guys so long?” both of your heads snapped over to the person who just appeared at the hallway.

It was Park Sunghoon, one of the best friends of your twin brother. He’s looking so handsome as always, seems like he’s also ready to party hard tonight. You rolled your eyes inside your mind, you don’t want to think about how many girls will he get tonight. You bet they will kneel before him without him even asking.

There’s a mischievous smile plastered over his face as he eyed his friend then over at you. His eyes then went over to your pajamas and it now furrowed hardly.

“Why are you in your pj’s, y/n?” he asked confused as he walked closer to you.

You pouted and looked back over to your brother. Jake looked over his friend, “She’s not coming.” he said right away that made both you and Sunghoon to look at him.

“What? Why?” Sunghoon asked and stood beside you like as if he’s on your side. Well, he is always taking your side.

“She just can’t, dude. I wanna party hard tonight.” Jake huffed out a stressed groan as Sunghoon slowly smiled at him.

“I can look after her.” he volunteered that made you smile widely and you looked at him.

He smirked and winked at you that made you chuckle a bit. Jake watch the two of you and he rolled his eyes.

“Dude, I’m serious.”

“I am too. You can have your fun tonight and I can take care of your sister.” You smiled widely at Jake while you stood beside Sunghoon then you even cling your hand over to his firm arms.

“I promise to behave.” you added.

Jake’s stares exchange from Sunghoon and you then he let out a sigh of defeat that made a grin appeared over to your face. “Fine. Hurry up and get change.” he said and rolled his eyes.

You cheered in happiness and went to him to give him a hug before going inside your room. The two followed you with their eyes, smile slowly spreading through their faces.

“Look at her, she forgot to close the door of her room. How stupid...” Jake mumbled and slowly shut your door for your privacy as they patiently wait outside.

Jake eyed Sunghoon who’s now busy with his phone. “Dude, I swear. You asked for this. You have to take care of her and promise not to hook up tonight.”

Sunghoon raised his gaze up to him then he gave him this assuring smile, “I got her, don’t worry. I won’t blink while looking after her.” he said.

Jake smiled and nodded his head raising his fist towards him for a bro fist. Minutes passed and you finally went out looking great as well. Of course, you’re Jake Sim’s sister. Good genes ran through your blood.

As you made your way out of your house, your smile grew bigger when you saw a familiar fancy car parked right outside. While you approach closer, the window of the driver’s seat rolled down and the face of the boy you��re crazy with appeared.

He looked amazing as always, his all black outfit sure makes him look dangerously hot and his stares pierced towards you making chills ran down through your whole system.

“Why is she coming, Jake?” Jay’s stares were fixed at you and you didn’t break the eye contact as well. You even raised your eyebrow at him.

“Sunghoon said he will look after her, don’t worry.” your brother answered as he went straight to ride the passenger seat.

You put your tongue out over at Jay to tease him as Sunghoon opened the door for the back seat, offering it to you. He was smirking as he watch you tease Jay.

Jay scoffed and rolled his eyes, “Just don’t expect me to babysit for her. She’s all yours, Park Sunghoon.” he said and you just entered his car while Sunghoon followed after you.

“It’s okay, I’m planning to behave tonight.” you smiled and you saw how he looked at you through the mirror and Jake turned his head towards you.

He raised his pointer finger and point it at you, “Don’t make Sunghoon have a hard time.” he reminded you with those serious looking eyes.

You sighed and rolled your eyes before shoving away his hand. “Yeah yeah, whatever.”

You didn’t notice that Jay was still watching you and he slowly shake his head from side to side. He doubt it that you’ll behave. If Jake’s the nice one, you’re the stubborn twin. You just don’t listen to anyone and you often push his buttons.

You can hear the loud music even from the outside of the house. Since the person who’s organizing this was pretty famous in throwing great parties, people sure go here to have fun. You’ve been in a lot of parties already, this isn’t the first time.

You were walking between Jake and Sunghoon. Jay was in front of you, walking like he’s in a fashion show. Eyes followed him shamelessly. He was used to it, it was almost like it’s part of his daily life.

Your face showed a displeased expression how a girl flirt with Jay. He seems to recognized her because he stopped to talk to her. Since you’re behind, you have no choice but to stop as well--or that’s what you rather want your brother to think.

You felt a hand rested over your shoulder so you turn and saw your brother. He leaned closer to tell you something, “I’ll go party now. Remember, behave.”

You rolled your eyes and raised your hand to show him an okay sign. He starred at you for a while.

“I’m warning you. Create a problem, Sunghoon’s dragging you out of here.” he added before messing your hair before leaving.

Sunghoon chuckled behind you so you turned towards him. He smiled and looked down at you, “Ready to party?” he asked.

You smirked and bite your lower lip before nodding your head. He cheered playfully before grabbing your hand to drag you somewhere. Your eyes unconsciously looked for Jay since he’s the main reason why you wanted to be here.

You saw him now sitting over a couch, a girl was hovering above him. They were having an intense making out session. You starred at them blankly, not completely surprised by the situation. It wasn’t new for you anymore.

Sunghoon stopped from his tracks and followed your line of sight. He scoffed and pull his hand away from your hand then relocate it over your waist.

“Let’s get you drunk first and then you can bother him.” he whispered at you, lips slightly touching your ears as he talk. His suggestion sounds fine so you turned over him with a smirk over your face.

“What if I cause a problem? I’m wild when I’m drunk.” it’s not like he’s not aware of your drunk state. Of course, he was well awared about it.

He smirked before he turned towards the drinks to get both of you some. He then looked over at you, “Don’t worry. I’ll handle you if he can’t.” he said and pointed Jay using his chin.

You chuckled and accepted the drink he was giving you. The night continued and the people in that party just increased just like the number of shots you took. After your fifth shot, you can feel yourself starting to feel hot already. You fan yourself as you turned over to Jay. He wasn’t there anymore, panic took over you for a while but Sunghoon tried to calm you down.

“He went to the bathroom. You should follow and stop them.” he have this sly smirk, messing up with Jay sure sounds funny for him.

You nodded your head and was about to take another shot but Sunghoon held your wrist, stopping you, “Nah-uh. You already had five shots. The sixth one will be deadly.” he said smiling.

“You should go. If you need anything, you can find me here.”

You pouted but followed what he said. You stood up and even if eyes were darted at you, you ignored them. Your mind was fixed over to the guy who’s probably planning to bang someone at the bathroom.

You gulped when you arrived in front of it. Your fist balled as you hear soft whimpers and grunting from inside. You want so bad to just barge in and pull that girl away from Jay.

After letting out a heavy sigh, you knocked furiously at the door. They didn’t responded so you repeated it once again, now a bit harder to make sure they heard it. Since the music was so loud, you were afraid that the two was so immerse with their lusts.

“Occupied!” you heard a girl shouted from inside. You clenched your jaw as your eyes pierced over at the door. Imagining Jay’s hand wrapped around her body just made your blood boil.

“Jay! Sunghoon left me!” you shouted from outside.

Suddenly, the whimpers was stopped and in just an instance, the door opened. The first one you saw was Jay, his used to be neat black polo was now crumpled and you can see lipstick stains over his neck. Your eyes then darted over to the girl at the back, she was glaring at you while she fix her dress. You rolled your eyes at her before looking back at Jay.

“What the fuck are you doing here, y/n?” he sound so frustrated as he ran his hand once over to his sweat stained hair.

You pouted, “I was getting a drink and when I turned around I can’t find Sunghoon anymore.” you lied to him.

The girl slowly approaches Jay as she kept her glares at you. You ignored her because she don’t matter to you anyway, you’re just glad that you stopped them even before they can do the did.

You heard Jay muttered soft curses, “How many did you have?” Jay asked you that made you furrow your brows.

“What?” you asked because you didn’t quiet catch it.

He sighed, eyes darkly darted at you, “Shots... how many?”

You raised your hand showing him five fingers. He shut his eyes for a while before he turned towards the girl behind him and his other hand reached over your wrist.

A smile then slowly appeared over your face. A winning grin was present at your beautiful face when you turned towards the girl.

“I need to take care of her first.” Jay said firmly that made a displeased expression appear over her face.

“But--”

“See you around.” he didn’t even let her finish her sentence and he turned over at you. His eyes were dark as always.

“I knew this would happen. I told Jake to fucking not bring you.” he mumbled to himself but you managed to hear it anyway.

He pulled you over to a less crowded part of the house before he fished his phone. Maybe to call Sunghoon or something.

You stood just in front of him and let yourself enjoy the sight. He looked extra hot after his hair was all messed up and the first three of his polo was now open letting you have a sneak peak of his chest.

You gulped, feeling your cheeks burn because of the thoughts that taking over you. As you continued checking him out as you hear frustrated groans from him, still at his phone. Your mouth fell a bit open as you saw the bulge over his pants. Oh... you interrupted something.

You gulped and starred back at his face. He was hardly furrowing his brows, “Fucker’s not answering his phone.”

“Do you want me to help you?”

He glanced at you for a while, brows still hardly furrowed, “Help me with what?” he asked still focused with his phone.

He was about to dial somebody again but you advanced towards him and rested your hand at his erection. Jay was taken aback, he do know about how you feel but you never done this before. You were never this bold to him. His hand rested over your shoulder, ready to push you away from him before you can do something you will regret.

But Jay had lose it when you look up at him and he saw how your eyes were so innocent. Despite of your actions, your eyes was big and seems like clueless of the situation. It drives him crazy.

His breath hitched as he raised his head up, shutting his eyes and trying to breath heavily. You leaned closer and rested your face near his neck, breath fanning over to his skin.

“Damn it, y/n. Stop.” he was about to push you away because he’s slowly losing his mind.

You didn’t back away and moved your hand over to his shoulders. Jay stared down at you, slightly getting pissed after your hand left his erection.

“Y/n you don’t want this.” he said with a low voice, eyes completely darted at you.

You leaned closer, your lips were just inches away from each other. Both of your noses slightly touching each other. Your eyes were fixed over his slightly parted lips and Jay’s was just at your eyes.

His mind was clouded with a lot of bad thoughts about you. The wall he had created between you and him was slowly being broken down by you. Not even once does the thought of you initiating this had occurred to him. Between the two of you, he was the corrupted one. For him, you’re just an innocent little kitten.

“You sure?” was it the liquor? or is it the jealousy that drives you to do this? You have no idea, all you know is you love being this close to him.

His scent was invading your nose as your body felt hot close to him. Jay’s dangerous, you know it. But he’s the kind of danger you want to be involve with.

Your eyes trailed from his lips up to his eyes as your hand slowly cupped his face, “Because I really want this Jay--” you didn’t even have the time to finish your sentence when Jay cursed under his breath and pulled you over the bathroom where he just went out moments ago.

He pushed you inside, body dangerously close to each other. He kicked the door close and click the lock before carrying you. He placed you over the sink as he connect his lips at yours.

“Fuck y/n.” he mumbled between the kisses.

You hissed and groaned at the feeling of his lips over yours. You didn’t expect this would happen tonight. Jay’s hand moved from your face down over to your waist.

You pulled away and Jay was smirking at you, “I’m gonna ruin you tonight, y/n.” he mumbled that made your heart thump.

As he leaned over your neck, your fist balled and your eyes shut. You were very nervous since this is your first time and you didn’t really expect to lose your virginity in a bathroom.

Jay, as expected was professional at this thing. He knew where to kiss you to make you feel good but your slightly shaking body didn’t slip off from him.

He reached over your wrists and pushed you a bit away from him. His eyes were serious as he eye you now.

“You’re shaking.” he said, disappointment lures over his tone.

You gulped, lips trembling a bit as you try to compose a sentence. You can’t deny that you are nervous.

“I w-was just--” Jay cut you off as he took off his leather jacket and silently cover rested it over your shoulder.

“I can’t hook up with you when you’re acting like this.” he said. You were left silent.

Not because he said he ain’t gonna do it but because of what you heard. Hook up? Your eyes watered as you let out a sarcastic chuckle, “Hook up?”

Jay eyed you as he fixed the buttons of his black polo, running his hand over to his hair once.

“Yeah, what do you think? I still don’t like you, y/n. I never did.” his word rings inside your head and you felt your heart sank.

You’re so stupid for thinking that he will take you seriously just because he pulled you inside a bathroom to have sex. Of course, Jay was known for being a notorious playboy in your campus. You should’ve known better.

“And you really pull me here just to get in my pants?” your tears streamed down your face now. Jay looked at you blankly like as if it doesn’t bother him.

“Well you asked for it, didn’t you? You were basically throwing yourself at me--” your hand hardly slapped Jay’s face after you went down the sink.

You starred angrily at him, tears still pooling your eyes. You felt pathetic, you feel sorry for yourself for being this desperate.

“Screw you.” and you turn your back at him without saying anything anymore.

Jay clenched his jaw as he watch you walking out. He didn’t know but the slap did something to him.

You’re a bit still clouded with thoughts when you met Sunghoon’s eyes. He was flirting with this one girl but when he saw your face, his smile fell and he left the girl right away to approach you.

“Hey, what happened? Did he do something to you?” he asked worriedly.

You pursed your lips and gulped trying to get rid of the lump inside your throat. You wiped the tears away, “I wanna go home, please.”

Sunghoon didn’t know what to feel when he heard your voice crack a bit. He sighed heavily, slightly regretting that he send you to go after Jay. He fixed Jay’s jacket that was resting over your shoulders before he guided you outside the house.

It’s been a week already and you were trying so hard to avoid Jay. It was kind of hard because he’s basically everywhere you are since he’s friends with your brother. They often hang out at your house and you stay at your room during those time.

Jake noticed that you were avoiding him but he just shrugged it off since maybe you just had enough of the chase. He’s somewhat happy about it because he doesn’t have to worry for you being hurt by his playboy friend.

On the other hand, you were spending most of your times with Sunghoon. Lately, you two just became more close to each other. He’s always fun to be with but since he always accompany you, he became even more entertaining for you.

“What’s up babe?” he was smirking as he called you with that playful endearment he kept teasing you with.

You rolled your eyes but did your handshake with him before you plopped down beside him. Jake didn’t give much attention to the two of you because he was used to it. But Jay was different. He starred at the two of you with hawk-eye like eyes. His brows furrowed as he watch Sunghoon rested his hand over to your waist to pull you closer to him because he wanted to whisper something.

His jaw clenched as an unfamiliar emotion took over him. Were you guys always this touchy with each other? And Jake was fine with it?

He then eyed Jake who’s busy eating his food while chatting with Heeseung. He, then roamed his eyes to their other friends to see if he’s the only one thinking that you and Sunghoon is flirting right now.

Feeling a bit frustrated, he lost his appetite and just played with his food. Your giggles and Sunghoon's laughs ringed inside his mind and it just made him pissed even more.

He knew he had said that he never liked you but maybe that’s not the case? Maybe he’s just afraid of how crazy he’s gonna end up if he lets you into his system? Yeah... maybe that was it. He really liked you and you being the sister of one of his good friends created a boundary he made his-self.

“Hyung, you okay?” Jungwon had noticed how Jay hardly played with his food and how his brows were hardly furrowed.

“Huh?” Jay asked finally snapping back to his senses.

“You were playing with your food.” he said and even pointed the food using his chin.

He eyed it and he just let out a sigh. He stood up and decided to leave first. The boys were eyeing him weirdly. Jake had also noticed that something’s up with his friend. Lately, he’s not like his usual self.

“Did you had a fight with Jay?” Jake suddenly blurted out while you two were chilling at your living room.

You tried hiding your surprised reacting by covering your face with the book you were holding. Your feet were rested over your brother’s thighs as he sat beside you, watching television.

“No.” you answered.

If you’re gonna be honest, you kind of miss Jay. You missed hanging out with him. You messed his pissed off face whenever you follow him around and cling unto him. But you also think you had enough, he had made his self clear that he don’t have feelings for you.

“Really? He seems like not himself lately.”

Hearing that made your heart thump faster but you tried to shrug it off once again.

Your head snapped over the door when you heard your door bell rang. Even before Jake can stand up to go and open it, you stand up.

“Are you expecting someone?” he asked curiously.

“That’s Sunghoon! He’s gonna sleep here tonight, we’re gonna watch movies.” Jake just watched how you opened the door for his friend completely abondoning him.

“Where’s Sunghoon?” you asked Jake as you walked down the stairs, finger combing your hair.

Jake looked over you and he furrowed his brows as he gave you an elevator look. “On his way here... you look great.” he complimented you.

You smiled after muttering a soft thank you and held a leather jacket by your other free hand. His eyes darted over it.

“Is that Jay’s?” he asked you. You blushed and you panicked a bit but you tried to compose yourself once again.

“Yeah he let me borrow it last last week. I’m gonna return it to him now.” you said.

He just gave you a nod, “He’s outside,”

You nodded as well and walked yourself out. You’re partying tonight again and you decided to return his jacket to him. You had forgotten about this and while you’re fixing your room, you found it.

“Hey,” you softly called out.

Jay's eyes sparkled as he eyed you walking closer to him. He doesn’t know how to contain his excitement, you just talked to him again after that incident. He was actually so happy.

“Hey.” he greeted, trying to keep his cool.

You sighed and handed him his leather jacket. His brows furrowed and slowly reached for it.

“I forgot to return it, I’m sorry.” you plainly said and turned your back ready to leave him.

Jay doesn’t what got into him but he quickly grabbed you by your wrist.

“Are we good?” he asked you, lips ran over to his lower lip.

You starred over his eyes and you smiled. Even if you’re in front of him smiling, Jay felt your coldness lingers around you. You were cold towards him like as if he doesn’t matter for you at all.

“Yeah, of course.” Lies. You were lying.

Not really feeling okay about the situation, you were planning to get away but Jay held unto you tighter.

He was about to say something but you both heard someone talk.

“Hey sorry if I was late. I had to look for someone who will accompany Yeji for tonight.” it was Sunghoon. You pulled your wrist away from him as you playfully shoot glares at him.

“You’re just slow, Park Sunghoon.” you said and you heard him laugh before he wrapped his arms around your shoulder.

Jay clenched his jaw as he stare at the two of you. He couldn’t handle it but he knew he was at fault why all of this was happening. He’s the one to blame why the girl he loves hates him now.

Jake went out afterwards and you all went inside Jay’s car. Jake was at the driver’s seat while you and Sunghoon was at the back. The drive was silent until Jake decided to break it.

“Oh I remember, I really had a hard time sleeping last night.” he said that caught all of your attention.

Jay was clueless about the situation so he just kept his mouth shut and decided to just listen.

“You two should try and lower your voices. I was at the other room but I can still hear you. It’s annoying, you know.”

Sunghoon laughed and so did you. Jay on the other hand was gripping tightly at the steering wheel. He wanted so bad to stop the car and punch Sunghoon right there.

Jake shake his head acting like as if he was really disappointed at the two of you.

“Blame Sunghoon, Jakey. He’s such a baby.” you joked and laughed again.

“What? I told you I can’t take horror movies so well but you still insisted and it’s not like I’m the only one screaming! You were loud too.”

You two continued bickering as Jay spaced out. His grip slowly loosen up as he realized he was being dirty minded and actually thought Sunghoon and you did it.

When you arrived at the party, Jay was planning nothing but to have his eyes at you. He’s not gonna hook up or even look at other girls. It’s not like he ever did the past week because ever since he realized his true feelings for you, he stopped fooling around with other girls.

The night was pretty much going smooth, not until a girl approached Jay and he was trying to reject her in a nicest way. But the situation appeared differently for you, he seems like flirting for you so you can’t help but to feel bad.

Your eyes started to water, you had a couple of shots already so your emotions were getting the most of you.

“Hey doll face, why are you crying?” Sunghoon asked, making you face him. Now, you’re not facing Jay anymore.

Sunghoon laughed at your crying face before he leaned closer to fix your slowly getting messed up mascara, he was too close that you two were almost like kissing.

That was Jay had seen and he exploded. He couldn’t take it anymore and before you even knew it, Sunghoon was already at the floor.

“Jay! Oh my gosh, Sunghoon! Are you okay?” you asked and was about to go help him but a pair of strong arms wrapped over your waist to carry you.

You tried freeing yourself but you failed. He managed to bring you inside his car and his jaw clenched hardly after sitting down at the driver’s seat.

“Are you out of your mind? You punched Sunghoon!” Jay was pissed and you defending his friend just made him pissed even more.

He darkly looked over you, “He was kissing you!” he shouted that made you shut silent for a while.

Your brows furrowed, “What? No he wasn’t!”

“I’m not blind!”

“He was really not kissing me and if he is, then so what? So what if he’s kissing me, Jay?” you said, tone sounding a but challenging.

He clenched his jaw, “I don’t want you kissing someone else.”

You scoffed at him, “You have no right saying that.” and you were ready to go out of his car but Jay stopped you.

He snaked his arms over your waist and carry you to place you carefully over his lap.

“You're not going anywhere, y/n.” he mumbled under his breath that made your knees go weak.

You rested both of your hands over his chest for support. Silence took over both of you, eyes just starring at one another.

“I’m not planning to hook up with you, Jay.” you tried making yourself clear.

He licked his lower lip as his eyes trailed over your lips. “I am too.”

Your brows furrowed, “Then what is this?”

His eyes went back to you and you can’t explain how your heart thumped faster when you saw his eyes starring lovingly at you.

“This is me trying to confess to you.” he mumbled that made you pursed your lips together.

“I’m in love with you.”

You were surprised of course, you’re refusing to believe him but his eyes just makes it a bit more hard not to.

“I-Impossible.” he helped you sat to him properly, both of your legs over his sides then his large hands held unto your thin waist.

“You don’t know how crazy I am to you, y/n.” he mumbled, face leaned closer to you and now claiming your neck. His lips peppered you with soft feathery kisses.

“I was a fool for hurting you. Forgive me,” he said sincerely between his kisses.

You lose it as you shut your eyes, head tilting over to the side giving him more access. You hitched your breath, a low groan letting out.

“I love you.” you said that made Jay’s heart jump in excitement.

He smirked as he suck unto your neck, leaving a mark before he pull away to claim your lips.

“I love you more, baby.”

“Where were you?” Jake asked when you entered the party again. You saw Sunghoon and he was holding an ice over to his cheeks.

He smirked at you but his grin grew wider when a tall figure appeared behind you. The party continued like as if no commotion happened a while ago. You went inside and found your brother and his friends at one of set of couches at the living room.

“I w-went out for fresh air.” you reasoned out to your brother.

Sunghoon scoffed as he eye your neck, a couple of hickeys were visible but the party light makes it quite hard to see. He smirked as he saw Jay’s hand possessively rested over your waist.

“Did you fix her mascara, Jay? I was just helping her, you know?” Sunghoon said, a sly smile plastered over his face.

Soon, the boy’s eyes were darted over the two of you. Your brother’s brows furrowed in confusion and he just noticed Jay’s hand.

“Shut up, Sunghoon.” he said, smirking.

Jake smirked too, finally getting the situation, “You fucker, what did you do to my sister?” he jokingly said and pushed his shoulder a bit.

Jay looked at you for a while before he kissed your temple gently then he smiled warmly. His eyes looked at you with full affection and love.

“I just claimed what’s mine.”

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