#beans is my best friend repost if beans is your best friend also

[resowrites]

Always You - oneshot (request).

Summary: When Henry bumps into his childhood best friend on the way home for the holidays, it appears they’ve both been keeping secrets from each other…

Pairings: AU!Henry Cavill x reader

Warnings: fluff, slight angst, language, banter/british humour, mention of relationship difficulties, nondescript OC body type/appearance, hastily written/lightly proofread.

WC: 2281

A/N: My work must not be copied, reposted, or translated elsewhere. Likes, follows, reblogs and comments are thoroughly welcome and appreciated! Gifs/pics not my own. I hope you all enjoy and thanks for visiting!

Always You - oneshot (request).

She pulled into the parking lot with a mixture of relief and apprehension. It had been a long drive, and although she was glad to finally be home, she knew this Christmas would be an awkward one, to say the least. The one guest everyone was expecting to be joining her had gone to be with their own family and so she dreaded the questions she knew everyone would have. Then there was Henry. She hadn't seen him in over six months, not since that uncomfortable garden party her brother threw for her last birthday. She said she was fine with people bringing guests but she never expected Henry to bring her. All long legs and billowing hair, to say his fiancee was beautiful would be like calling the sun hot. She was stunning. And incredibly successful too. She went the whole day with a lump in her throat as she watched the two of them swooning at each other. Yet six months on they still hadn't tied the knot. But she didn't dare hope anything had happened between them.

Besides, she'd accepted that nothing was ever going to come of her feelings for Henry. If he liked her back she would have known by now. He wasn't exactly the shy and retiring type and so she'd concluded he just didn't love her the way she loved him. She sighed and slammed the car door shut, sending a flurry of snowflakes into her eyes. And yet her mind was still on him. They hadn't spoken since the garden party but she knew he was coming home for Christmas. Probably with his fiancee in tow. She swallowed and stepped over the threshold of the shop. The smell of roasted coffee beans and the gentle hum of Christmas music instantly calmed her nerves. She kept reminding herself that it was still good to be home, a relief to have a break from work and the usual hustle and bustle of everyday life. But why didn't it actually feel that way? She was so deep in thought that she didn't hear the cashier repeat their request for her order. "She'll have a half-fat cap with an extra shot, make it extra hot too." She quickly turned around, knowing instantly who the voice belonged to.

"Henry… I had no idea you were back already." The tall handsome man behind her smiled warmly though his eyes were somewhat hollow. She also noticed he appeared thinner and his hair looked a shaggy mess.

"I literally just arrived. Thought I'd stop in for a coffee before I headed over to my folks. Do you want to join me?" She nodded in a haze, wondering where his fiancée was. Henry gently pushed past her, placed his own order, then took both their drinks over to a quiet corner of the cafe. She primly sat down, feeling rather thrown by their unexpected meeting. But she supposed she had to see him at some point over the holidays. And at least she wasn't with him. Deep in thought once again, she took a sip of coffee and ended up scolding her lip. Henry grinned and handed her a napkin. "Trust you to burn yourself, you never were patient enough to let your food cool down."

"Me?! You're the one who finishes Christmas dinner before everyone else! I'm surprised there's ever any turkey left for anyone else. I remember the year you took both legs, your mother looked fit to kill you!"

"Well at least I don't eat all the brussel sprouts, you keep everyone awake after a plate full of those!" They both laughed and she felt relieved they'd already fallen back into the easy patter they'd shared since they were children growing up on the same street. Their families often spent Christmas together but that tradition faded once they both grew up and left home. She smiled fondly at the memories. "… What are you thinking about?"

"Oh… nothing. Just remembering the time you got a BMX one Christmas but I was the one who rode it all morning--"

"Yeah, you wouldn't give it back even though it had no training wheels so you kept falling off and scuffing it!"

"No, I didn't! The roads were extra slippery that year, that's why I kept falling down. And I never used training wheels!"

"Rubbish! You were ten years old and still couldn't ride a bike!"

"Well, I'm not surprised with you chasing after me all the time! I needed the bike just to get away from you for five minutes!" But he didn't laugh that time, instead, his eyes seemed to cloud over.

"… Can you believe that was over thirty years ago? Where on earth has the time gone?"

"I know. It seems to go faster and faster every year. Anyway, are you… okay? You seem a little tired?" Henry quickly looked down and she instantly regretted mentioning it. "I mean, it's just that I haven't heard from you in a while. How did filming ago, didn't you just get back from a shoot?" This seemed to relax him slightly and he leaned back in his chair.

"Yeah, six months in the Czech Rebulic…"

"God, no wonder you're exhausted. Did… did Georgina go with you?" She didn't know why she'd blurted out such a question and felt her cheeks grow hot. Henry seemed equally embarrassed.

"Uh… no. She had to work." They both then fell into a long silence, each seemingly unwilling to take that line of inquiry any further.

"Well, it's good to see you back anyhow. It's not like I've heard from you lately." He seemed to shrink further into himself.

"Yeah… I… I'm sorry. A lot's been going on. What with filming, I mean." She nodded sympathetically though she wasn't entirely convinced.

"How long will you be back?" At this, Henry seemed to brighten.

"Six months. I don't start shooting again until next summer." Dread suddenly coursed through her stomach.

"… So you'll be getting married in that time, then?" He blinked at her several times.

"Uh, no. I had no plans too." Her brow furrowed.

"But… you're engaged. Haven't you set a date yet?" Henry shifted in his seat.

"Uh… is it okay if we don't talk about this right now? I had a long drive and I'd rather hear about what you've been getting up to." Once again, a pit opened in her stomach.

"Oh, this and that. Nothing exciting, really." She didn't know why she couldn't share the news. Somehow, it just felt wrong.

"Well, how long are you back? I'm surprised the hospital is happy for you to be away even for a single day." She smiled and rolled her eyes.

"You're accusing me of being a workaholic?! And I just happened to have some holidays stored up so I decided to use them in one go." She confidently took a sip of her drink, hoping that she'd managed to sway him. But Henry just shook his head and smiled.

"Whatever you say. Anyway, what are you doing after this? If you want we can both grab a cab to your parent's house. I'm looking forward to your mum's annual gingerbread cake."

"Oh no, that's fine. I drove here. Actually, I have to get a tree first, you're welcome to come with me though if you want?" Why had she asked him? Surely he had other places to be?

"That'd be great." They beamed at each other and spent the next hour and a half finishing catching up. It was like they'd never spent any time apart and it reminded her of why they'd continued to be such good friends in the first place. She silently prayed it would always be that way.

***

"Wow, I didn't realise it had got so late. It'll be dark in the next hour or so."

"Well don't worry, I'll gladly drive." She playfully shoved Henry away from the driver's side door. "Now, remember to check your mirrors…"

"Oh shut up, I'm a far better driver than you!"

"In your dreams, how many times did it take you to pass your test?"

"How is that relevant?!"

"How many times?!"

"… Four." He roared with laughter. "Look, my instructor was a hard arse alright? I'd have passed on the second go if it wasn't for him."

"Not the first?" She pursed her lips. "I'm surprised he didn't pass you the moment you got in beside him…"

"What does that mean?" The smirk disappeared from Henry's face and their earlier awkwardness returned. Eventually, she couldn't stand it any longer and cleared her throat.

"So… who else is gunna be at your parents this year?"

"Only two of my brothers. But honestly, I prefer it that way, it'll only be weird when--" he clammed up, his eyes darting to the floor in the process. She sighed.

"Henry… has something happened between you and Georgina?" She could see the muscles in his jaw grinding away. "Henry?"

"Oh for God's sake, what do you care anyhow?"

"Hey, don't snap at me! You're my best friend, I care about you…"

"Oh yeah, you care so much you haven't spoken to me in months!"

"Well, I don't like to bother you when you're away, I know you're busy--"

"Don't use that as an excuse, you've been slowly backing off ever since Georgina and I got together. Are you threatened by her or something?" Her eyebrows shot up.

"Are you kidding me?! No! But I mean come on, no girlfriend wants the female best friend of her fiancée always hanging around!"

"So you have been avoiding me?"

"… Henry, it's not like that."

"Oh no? Then how come you didn't even tell me about you and Scott?" She slammed on the brakes, causing them to come to a screeching stop. "Good, you can let me out here and I'll walk the rest of the way to my house."

"Henry, don't be ridiculous! We're still miles out--"

"So what? You've made it clear you don't give a fuck about me or our friendship." And with that, Henry pushed open the car door and climbed out. She hurried after him.

"Henry, wait! For God's sake, don't run off, it'll be dark soon!" Henry spun around to face her.

"Then you better get back. After all, you wouldn't want to worry your fiance!"

"Oh, will you please stop being such a child? I told you the reason I didn't tell you, you were busy--"

"I'm always busy, as are you, so it's no excuse. What's the real reason you didn't tell me?" She stood there temporarily dumbfounded. Slowly, she could feel anger rise in her chest.

"Well, why didn't you tell me whatever's happened between you and Georgina? You're the one keeping secrets!"

"Bullshit, and if you'd stayed in touch with me you would have known…" He trailed off, rubbing his forehead with his hand.

"Did you break up?" Henry chewed his lip but said nothing. "I'm so sorry…"

"Save it. All you care about is yourself--"

"That's not true, if you'd told me I would have been there for you. I'd have dropped everything--"

"Well, it's too late for that now!" They stood staring at each other silently as the wind whipped around them.

"… I'm sorry, okay? You're right, I haven't been a good friend. The reason I didn't tell you about my engagement is… is because…" She faded off, unsure exactly how to explain feelings that were both so natural and yet infernally complex. But to her surprise, he'd taken a few steps forwards and was now looking down at her with an expression she couldn't quite read.

"… What were you going to say?" She looked down either side of the road behind them, noting how eerily quiet it seemed to be.

"It's nothing. I, I dunno… I just didn't want things to get any more awkward between us…" A strange look seemed to cloud Henry's face. Almost like he was disappointed.

"You don't have to hide anything from me…" She scoffed and spun around, pacing backwards and forwards as the words came spewing forth.

"Do you even hear yourself? We are not the same, okay? We don't even live the same life anymore!" Henry stood firm.

"Well, what difference does that make?!"

"Why are you pretending it's that simple? For God's sake you're known over the whole world, you can do anything you want, at any time - with anyone!"

"… I'm still me." She stopped and felt a weight crushing her chest.

"I know. It's just… I don't think things can ever go back to the way they were." He looked up at her forlornly.

"But why?! You're my best friend - you mean everything to me!" She could feel tears prickle her eyes.

"Henry, soon you'll have a wife and family of your own--"

"We split up."

"What?!"

"… She accused me of being in love with someone else."

"Why?! Are you?" Henry glanced sideways and swallowed hard. "Oh my God…"

"I wanted to tell you!" She collapsed against the car in disbelief.

"How long have you felt this way?!"

"… Since we were kids."

"WHAT?! And you never thought to tell me?!"

"Well, I thought I'd grow out of it! And besides, when it became clear you didn't feel the same way I--" but he never got a chance to finish. She'd run into his chest and kissed him hard. "I… I don't believe this! Why didn't you tell me?!"

"Because you never made a move! I thought you didn't like me in that way!" They looked at each other and burst out laughing.

"… It's always been you. Always."

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[smalltimidbean]

Hi! I'm Ruben, and this is my art blog! I mostly post silly OCs and original stuff, or whatever I happen to be hyperfixated on at the time! Read on to find out more!

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About

I am Ruben, but most people call me Bean, and I also go by Ben - so feel free to use any of those names, I'll respond to them all!

I'm 27, Non-Binary, and I use They/Them pronouns. I've been doing art pretty much all my life, and I do it somewhat professionally. I enjoy all types of art, but my mains are drawing and animation - but don't be surprised if there are some crafts or other medias here and there too!

I am autistic, and have severe social anxiety (among other disabilities), so please be patient with me if I take a while to respond, have an under/overreaction to something, or do not understand something right away! I also tend to forget things a lot, so you can always give me a reminder, if it has been a while - just please do not spam me!

I love getting asks about my characters, and AUs, even if I cannot answer them all - I have many askblogs for more specific characters/settings, which are linked below if you wanna check them out!

Please keep in mind that some of my characters are villainous, aggressive or just plain mean, and any actions or responses may be rude, violent or upsetting! When I respond in character, I am just playing a character, and their actions do not reflect me, and should not be taken personally!

DMs I am more hesitant about bc of the mentioned anxiety, so if you wish to DM me, please have a reason to be doing so - I don't tend to respond to just 'hi', and asking for free art will probably end up in a block. I also do not RP at all, so please do not ask.

I tend to vent a lot! I use art as a form of catharsis and to avoid hurting myself irl, so there might randomly be some upsetting content posted, but I do tag these with 'vent tag', and the appropriate CW tags - please see below for them

My art (and characters) is not for free use! So please do not repost, edit, trace my art, and please do not use it in videos/games, or for AI bots/databases. If you see my art somewhere, that I did not approve of, and regardless if it is credited or not, please let me know!

That being said, if you really want to use my art somewhere, please ask first! Usually the use as an icon, or in a silly meme, is fine - just ask first!

I don't do requests for things I am not interested in, and I probably will not draw your OC for free. I do take suggestions for things I am interested in, and might do the occasional art trade with mutuals/friends. I do also take commissions (but my sheet needs a big update, so prices may change soon).

I switch sonas around a lot! Bean is my main one (in a semi-realistic style and a more cartoonish one), but do not be surprised if I am sometimes depicted as a furry or a monster now and then.

These sonas are also both a representation of me, and characters in my stories. I try to define when I am 'in-character' and 'out-of-character', so please keep this in mind when commenting/asking.

Fanart of my characters and AUs is okay, and always appreciated! Please try to represent the characters(s) the best you can, and ask before doing making significant design changes (such as a 'Genderbend' or 'Species Swap' etc). Again, I am forgetful, so if I do not acknowledge it within a week or so, please give me a nudge!

I don't mind minors following, as most of my stuff is SFW, but please keep in mind that I am an adult, and may upload an occasional suggestive post or joke. These are also tagged as needed.

Good golly this is so long, but I think that's it for this part

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Interests

I am currently mainly into Pizza Tower, and the OCs I have created for it, so that is mostly what you will see at the moment! - I have currently two AUs I am focused on, mainly the one where it's just my interpretation of the game (no name for this one yet), and then my secondary called 'Cheeseshop AU', with Brick the Rat as the protag, and species are swapped! (So Brick is human, Peppino and Gustavo are rats etc)

I also have a lot of original stories, characters and concepts, and will post those too! I tend to jump from idea to idea and back again, so do not mind if I am talking about one genre in one post, and then it completely changes the next post. (Although most are just slice-o-life with fantasy elements)

Other interests are: FNAF (previous hyperfixation, kinda comes and goes and may have occasional posts here), Bugsnax (also a previous hyperfixation, mainly when the game came out but not so much any more), Pokemon (not a hyperfixation, I just think they're neat), and... That's pretty much it, that I can think of! I don't tend to get into fandoms much, and I just focus on one thing for years haha

I am also not really looking for other things to be interested in, so please do not take it personally if I do not look at or get into anything suggested to me.

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Content Warnings

As mentioned before, I vent a lot, but I also enjoy drawing some body horror or gore for fun, if the mood strikes! These are tagged simply as '[thing]' for blocking purposes, but please let me know if there are tags I have missed!

Common, will not be tagged: Mild Body Horror (things like extra eyes or limbs, or slightly melty people etc), Scars, Foul Language, Depictions of Panic Attacks/Meltdowns, Use of Caps and Glitched/Zalgo text

Uncommon, will be tagged: Eye Strain, Alcohol Use, Smoking (mostly regular cigarettes, but maybe weed too), Partial Nudity (bare chests mostly), Mildly Suggestive Jokes or Imagery, Emetophobia/Vomit, Blood, Violence, Moderate to Severe Body Horror (like excessive amounts of extra eyes or teeth, beings fused together etc), Guns, Self-Harm, Suicidal Thoughts, Gore, Implied Cannibalism, Implied Death

Rare, will be tagged, and under a read-more cut: Very Suggestive Jokes or Imagery, On Screen Cannibalism, On Screen Death

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Tags and Other Blogs/Links

My text post/ask tag is 'bean talks too much' and OC tags are 'OC: [OC's name]'. Other tags are for organisation, or just me talking to myself - and I do that a lot.

I am SmallTimidBean pretty much everywhere, although I mainly only post here, my characters to my Toyhou.se or ARPG stuff on my DeviantArt - and I have a Kofi, if you want to send a tip my way! (Not necessary, but very much appreciated if you do!)

I do have a Discord, but I am not comfortable giving it out unless we have interacted at least a few times! If you do find it by chance, please do not just send a friend request, I am unlikely to accept it for my own comfort.

My main blog, and the one that I follow from, is @smalltimidbean-reblogs - mainly just reblogs of art I like, animals or funny posts.

My currently active askblog is @ask-the-totally-real-peppino - an ask blog for Pep (my version of Fake Peppino from Pizza Tower)

I have several other askblogs, and just blogs in general, but I will put them under cut, as most are inactive or plain dead (I just keep them for archival sake, or the rare chance I may return to them)

@ask-the-music-man - Inactive FNAF askblog for Music Man, DJ Music Man and other FNAF characters, might return to it at some point but not right now

@we-bear-wicked-smiles - Inactive FNAF askblog for Nightmare and the other Nightmare animatronics, might also return to it but also not right now

@ask-lionel-ottaviani - Inactive askblog for a monster security guard named Lionel, will probably never return to it bc the group it was a part of disbanded, and I have bad memories with it - however Lionel and his friends show up here and an AU version where he is human feature on the Music Man blog

@bensnax - Inactive Bugsnax blog, was mostly reblogs, but I did intend to post my Grumpus characters there too (I think there's like one post of some of them) - probably will not return any time soon, as Bugsnax is not a major interest right now

@ask-a-genectric - Inactive Pokemon askblog for a Gengar/Manectric hybrid called Lexus, would like to return to it but unlikely

@the-bashful-skuntank - Inactive Pokemon askblog for a Skuntank named Fleur, would also like to return to it but unlikely

@thedailyzangoose - Previously a daily blog for the Pokemon Zangoose, but was revamped into an askblog for a troop of Zangoose characters, inactive and unlikely to return to it

@little-beast-bakery - A suggestion based blog to create little characters for people to adopt, never got off the ground and probably never will

I have a few other blogs that were OC specific askblogs, but I never posted to them, so no reason to link them. I did also have two NSFW blogs that are still technically up, but were nuked after the NSFW ban of 2018 - I am not going to link them for obvious reasons, but if you do somehow find them, keep it to yourself please!

Okay, this is very long, but I think that is it! Thank you for reading if you are down here!

#info #rules #pinned #about #reference

[sunny-117]

I think it's time to make an appreciation post💕

Well... I'm not as famous on tumblr but I don't care if I'm "famous" or not. I love every single follower I gained in my time here and every single anon. ✨️💖

I feel so much better to post my fics here and not just only have them for me if you know what I mean. And I get so much motivation to write because I always think: "they will like it" like for real

I am so happy that you all love my fics as I do💕 and even more happier if I get requests hehe :3

Now I wanted to thank and appreciate some of my special moots💕💕

@wereallgonnadieonedaybutnottoday: I think you were one of my first followers and I can't thank you enough for it🫶🏻 and also that you reposted my fanfics so that others could read it made me so happy💕 Without you I didn't had so many readers for my fics. I hope we stay online friends love😌💖

@heythisismyblogg: I want to thank you that you always have such good ideas for my fics. Most of the time my fics were with your ideas.💗 And also thank you that you also reposted my fics that also many others could read them. Without you I didn't had so many readers for my fics. Thank you thank you thank you💖💖💖

@villainsblog97: you write the best xdinary heroes fics ever!💖💖 I'm so happy I found you here on Tumblr and I hope you still write in the future😊💖

@itzystopkiddingmenowloco: your literally the cutest bean I met here on tumblr🥹💕 Like for real! I hope you stay this cute and I hope we stay online friends💕💕

@hyuckswonderland: even if we don't write with each other that much, I just know your a person with a big heart💕 and I hope we can write and interact more in the future😊💕

@someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae: we don't know each other that much but we interact with each other😌🫶🏻 and I also know your a person with a big heart💕💕 I just gotta say: I love you hehe :3

I love you all and the others so so much! Thank you all that you all make my time on tumblr a great time. I feel like tumblr is my save place and I like that. And thank you to all of my anons💕💕

I hope we all can interact with each other. Please don't be afraid to interact with me. I'm a nice person💕💕

#Application #Appreciation post #Random #Thoughts

[bestiejermaine]

bestiejermaine’s Boba TWO Legacy Challenge

This challenge is the 2nd part to my OG Boba Tea legacy challenge! I’ve seen the likes and reblogs, so I’ve decided to give you guys a part two and see how you like this one. Also: if you’d like a base game version of the OG, please DM or comment (don’t matter) and I’ll proceed to make one!

Basic Rules:

Not base game compatible

Cheating is allowed (money, bb.moveobjects, etc) but not recommended

Normal and long lifespan is recommended for this (short for an extra challenge)

You don’t have to complete every single requirement for the generation, but it is recommended

Gen’s are under the cut!

Generation One: Red Bean Boba

You were born into a vampire family. You never really had it easy around anybody.. especially not any werewolves. You were the quiet type and never wanted to be acquainted with anyone. This was the truth until one day.. a Sim had changed your life for the better.. or did they?

Complete the ‘public enemy’ aspiration

Have the gloomy and mean traits

Master mischief skill

Only have 1 friend is the complete opposite of you

Never leave home until Adulthood

Don’t get married until an Elder

Have 2 children (preferably twins)\

Never talk to werewolves

Generation Two: Lychee Boba

Your parent wasn’t always the happy kind. Your parent’s best friend was the only way you could speak to someone before it became too much to speak about your problems to a “stranger”. You were always the social type though. You loved to join club activities and be in everyone’s business, but it was okay because people liked you!

Complete ‘friend of the world’ aspiration

Have 3 friends and 1 best friend

Have the insider trait

Join an after school club as a child and teen

Join/make a club and try to become leader

Have children w/ the love of your life :)

Generation Three: Pineapple Boba

Your ‘talkative’ parent was definitely your favorite! You were able to become one of the most popular kids in school, but that wasn’t really up your alley. You enjoyed acting and writing, but only one would really get you somewhere. You decide to take acting and you strive to become one of the most famous Sims out there! Take that Judith Ward!

Complete ‘world famous celebrity’ aspiration

Reach level 5 of the writing skill

Get to fame level 5

Create your own brand (can be about anything)

Have the self-absorbed trait

Master acting skill

Marry a fellow celebrity and have children

Opt: try not to have any NEGATIVE fame quirks

Generation Four: Brown Sugar Boba

You hated the amount of fame both your parents brought you. You wanted to live like your ancestors and enjoy the outdoors. You didn’t feel the need to garden, though. You wanted to explore archeology and wanted to become really good at it. Even though your parents wanted you to follow in their footsteps (nepotism, amiright?), you decided to ignore them, move out of Del Sol Valley, and begin your journey.

Complete ‘archeology scholar’ aspiration

Have the loves outdoor trait

Master the archeology skill

Marry in the outdoors

Have as many children as you want

Have a best friend who also likes the outdoor

Extra Note:

Thank you all for the love on the first one! It’s much appreciated

Make sure to use the hashtag: ‘bestiejermaineBTWO’ and I’ll make sure to repost!

#bestiejermaineBTWO #legacychallenge #sims4 #sims

[yeonjunszn]

wips <3

okay so i never really wanted to make one of these bc like, i wanted to keep all my ideas to myself so no one steals them mwahahahah 😈 .. but i fear i have too many that i for sure want to execute and i don’t wanna forget them :( so i’m making this to throw them on the back burner and to ensure i don’t forget to work on some of them when the time comes :D (also an excuse to show off the banners ive made bc my former graphic design major heart is full)

ENHYPEN WIPS :

★ the scent that stays - jungwon x f!reader (smau)

𖦹 genres: fluff, crack, slice of life 

## warnings: mature language, idol!jungwon x barista!reader, this is a continuation of my drabble “the scent that lingers” from march, coffee shop!au/meet cute!au, more to come

++ includes: rest of enhypen, stayc yoon & j, kep1er hikaru, p1harmony soul, ive rei & liz

໑ summary: yang jungwon no longer finds serenity and comfort in the form of coffee beans or the color beige. instead they stress him out, because they remind him of you, and he still can’t seem to get the courage to ask you out properly.

★ untitled - sunghoon x f!reader (smau)

𖦹 genres: fluff, angst, crack

## warnings: mature language, maid sama!au, high school!au, whatever trope usui and misaki are, more to come once i’ve figured everything out — this is just taking inspiration from the show and not following the exact plot

++ includes: tba

໑ summary: n/a

TXT WIPS :

★ untitled - soobin x f!reader (fic) **estimated 6-8k ((currently 738))

𖦹 genres: fluff, smut

## warnings: 18+ !! mature language, brother’s best friend trope, reader is yeonjun’s sister, mutual pining, so much tension it hurts, marking, vaginal fingering, oral (f! receiving), pussyjob, unprotected sex (BE SAFE!), corruption kink, size kink, big dick soobin 😵‍💫, praise + slight degradation, pet names, breeding kink? kinda? ((sorry i alr know what i want))

໑ summary: yeonjun wasn’t always the most overprotective older brother, but you’re starting to think maybe he should’ve been.

SKZ WIPS :

★ three’s a company - chan x f!reader x minho (fic) **estimated 4-5k?? ((currently 2.9k))

𖦹 genres: smut mostly (porn with minimal plot but also the plot is there?)

## warnings: 18+ minors dni, mature language, uni!au? i guess, chan and minho are professors so age gap, student/prof stuff (pls don’t sleep w ur professors LMFAO), implied that they both have their ph. d, they’re both competitive little shits, this is actually the revival of a draft from when i used to write for anime 😭 i reread what i already had and thought it wasn’t half bad so take with that what u will

໑ summary: your professors strive to be the best at everything they do, so it isn’t a shock that the same comes to you.

NCT WIPS :

take my breath - na jaemin x f!reader (fic) **estimated 10-15k? maybe more? (currently 8k)

genres: fluff, angst, crack ig, nsfw

warnings: tba

summary: your relationship with na jaemin in the span of a year, told through the different seasons.

© yeonjunszn. do not steal, claim, or repost.

#wips #upcoming works #enhypen #tomorrow x together #seventeen #stray kids #yeonjunszn

[blossomingbellflower]

KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER. REPOST.

name. Kiki/ Kalisto

pronouns.  she / her

preference  of  communication. discord ヽ(・∀・)ﾉ

name  of  muse: Kikyou

rp  experience  /  how  long. since my teen years and that is forever ago (｡T ω T｡)

best  experience: There’s been quite a few good experiences so it is hard to choose. I suppose one of them is when people enjoy my portrayal of my babies and genuinely mean it. Makes Kiki a happy bean.

rp  pet  peeves  /  dealbreakers.  If we have been friends for years and you suddenly drop me like a heated frying pan without a word, can guarantee I would never look at you the same way again. Do it twice? Then that’s just--no. Also I hate call out posts so damn much. No do. Lastly, spreading rumors and maliciously/genuinely bad talking me behind my back especially when I consider us friends t-t.

fluff,  angst,  or  smut. : All three (ง ื▿ ื)ว  Because my muse is essentially a tragic character, it usually is angst. While great, I also love the other two so much as well. So when all three happens it’s like  yay~°˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°

plots  or  memes. Both are fun. Sometimes spontaneity can make things exciting--but if plotting is done right, that can happen too. So it depends ~

long  or  short  replies.  I like both. I do try to keep some things short and fail spectacularly. When I am fully mused, length does not matter but when I’m struggling, I do prefer shorter replies. ლ(ಠ_ಠ ლ)

best  time  to  write: on vacation/weekends or at nights. Mostly whenever I feel motivated or have muse .

are  you  like  your  muse. (≧◡≦) ♡  I wish. Kikyou is Queen. Maybe in little things like..more of an observer than speaker. Follows my own instincts and reasoning, even if it may alienate me etc.

Tagged by: @feietouhuo​ (=①ω①=) <3 thank youu

Tagging: @queensconquest​ @brushbun​ @despairforme​ @hirako5hinji​ @dualfated​ @queenharumiura​ @compassionatehanyou​ @farspirit​ & whoever else V●ᴥ●V

#||Kiki speaketh|| #||Broken quiver: ooc|| #||about mun|| #[this was harder than I'd thought -w-]

[ardenssolis]

I posted 1,495 times in 2022

896 posts created (60%)

599 posts reblogged (40%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@tenkoseiensei

@caemthe

@oldestking

@bigdhashira

@006461

I tagged 1,495 of my posts in 2022

#answered - 649 posts

#;;inbox - 640 posts

#;v: chaldea days - 515 posts

#;;f.go - 358 posts

#;mini - 259 posts

#;v: ??? - 233 posts

#;ooc jabber - 212 posts

#tenkoseiensei - 180 posts

#;;fgo - 161 posts

#;v: summoned forth - 155 posts

Longest Tag: 87 characters

#the king of kings is fond of a certain ancient blockhead but you didn't hear it from me

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER. REPOST DO NOT REBLOG !

NAME: Shi

PRONOUNS:  she / her / they / them 

PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION: IMs usually! Discord is fine too especially for plotting and general chitchat since that IM box is tiny as hell. But it tends to definitely be easier to catch me on here since for some reason, my discord doesn’t always alert me to people talking and left messages kfjsdfhdsfs. Me checking discord to see someone talked to me hours ago -- me sweating wondering if they think I ignored them while I was posting on tumblr. 

NAME OF MUSE(S): Ozymandias

RP EXPERIENCE/HOW LONG (MONTHS / YEARS?): Like...over 15 years? I have, quite literally, seen and experienced everything at this point. That’s why my rules probably sound so strict because I am just a tired woman who feels like I aged to 80 sometimes. I don’t play when it comes to my boundaries anymore like when I was younger and allowed things I shouldn’t have allowed for the sake of keeping the peace and being liked. I have been so much happier putting my foot down.

BEST EXPERIENCE: Meeting really great people and continuing to meet great people! Idk I’ve met so many who have inspired me to keep writing and just enjoying this little hobby of mine. Even now I just finger gun at all those individuals and really great mutuals that make my time here on tumblr A+.

RP PET PEEVES/DEALBREAKERS: Getting me excited for stuff and then ghosting me. Then coming to me, getting me excited again, ghosting me again -- rinse repeat like that’s a normal way to communicate with someone. Like I’m not here for that. I’ll softblock or hardblock you in a heartbeat and move on.

FLUFF, ANGST OR SMUT: I like all three honestly, but angst??? Emotional stuff? GAWD DO I EAT THAT UP. Especially for Ozy because he’s just -gestures at him- Sometimes I want him to really feel things which can be difficult. But the fact it’s difficult is what makes me love it even more.

PLOTS OR MEMES: I don’t mind both since we can basic plot something like oh how they’d meet? Are they friends? Do they hate one another?? That kind of stuff can make interaction so much easier. But memes are certainly the best way to come at me and continue things from there since I don’t do starters. 

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: Long replies! But short is nice when your brain is tired and after staring at a computer for eight hours and working HR, my brain is often very tired during the weekdays. So a nice balance of both!

BEST TIME TO WRITE: Normally in the evening. My writing just feels like it flows better for some reason.

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S): Not even REMOTELY jkfhdskfdkfsd

tagged by: @chaieos​​​ (ilu Lis)

tagging: anyone! take it and talk about yourself! (also tag me I wanna read)

16 notes - Posted November 21, 2022

#4

Crossover ships and OC x Canon ships save lives.

17 notes - Posted April 5, 2022

#3

@tenkoseiensei​ said (inbox):

sa vc teehee

     HE DOES NOT PERCEIVE. 

18 notes - Posted May 12, 2022

#2

If you’re a lot younger than Ozy, chances are he will:

a.) Adopt you as his child

b.) Adopt you as his younger sibling

These are just the rules I don’t make them.

18 notes - Posted April 18, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

[Glowing beans. D.o not r.eblog.]

19 notes - Posted April 24, 2022

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[whoa-its-my-grimoire]

Heartburn Curse Box

A curse to bring discomfort and heartache upon someone. Especially useful against abusive, bigoted, and/or toxic ex partners, disowned family members, or ex friends.

*** This curse is designed for people who are away from the previously mentioned abusive people. I wouldn’t suggest attempting it if you are currently in an abusive relationship; romantic, familial, or otherwise, especially if you’re living with, or are in frequent contact with, the abusive person(s). That be said, I can’t stop you if you decide to cast this. Just be careful!

Note: I am not a Wiccan and do not believe in the “Rule of 3″, or any such concept. Please keep all anti-curse comments to yourself. Thank you.

Do not repost any of my spells, curses, etc. Reblogs are OK.

It’s fashioned by me, using my own correspondences. You can change things around to fit your own, if you want. This is just what works for me.

You’ll Need:

Black Pepper or Peppercorns

Chili Powder, Red Pepper Flakes, and/or Dried Peppers/Chilies, especially their seeds

Coffee Grounds (Beans are too big and don’t burn well, but you can use them. Instant coffee also works!)

Fire-Safe Place (A firepit or campfire would work best. You’d need a really big cauldron)

Garlic (I used powdered, but cloves should work)

Heart-Shaped Cardboard Box (I got one at Dollar Tree, but you can probably find them online or in craft stores. If not, you could probably DIY one out of cardboard or paper. Alternatively, you can use a square or round cardboard box with a heart drawn onto it. Whatever you can find.)

(Optional; See How To) Jar

Lemon (I used rind, but slices or seeds would work; Kill two birds with one stone by using lemon-pepper seasoning!)

Matches or a Lighter

Pen/Pencil and Paper (One piece of paper per target)

Rue

How To: Write down, on the paper, all of the issues you have with this person: their faults, their abuse(s), their bigotry, their toxic behavior(s), etc. and why you’re cursing them. You can give them a curse-ending clause (”This curse will last until you change your ways” or something like that) if you like. You can also include an amplifying clause (”This curse will get progressively worse until you change your ways”). Be sure to include their name (whatever you know them as will work!). Make one paper for each of your targets.

Open the cardboard box and place into it half of the pepper, chili, garlic, lemon, and rue (doesn’t have to be in that order). Place the paper(s) ontop of that, then cover the paper with the other half of the spices (doesn’t have to be buried, just so long as there is some on top of and underneath the paper).

Pour the coffee grounds into the box, ontop of the pile of spice and paper.

Be careful when burning the box, and practice fire safety. Put out any fire when you’re done. Be sure to properly put out your campfire.

If you like (esp. if you didn’t include a curse-ending clause), you can gather the cooled ashes and place them into a jar. These ashes can be used in other curses towards that same person(s), or held onto as a curse jar of sorts.

To Undo: If you included a curse-ending clause, then you shouldn’t have to worry about undoing it yourself.

If you didn’t include a curse-ending clause, take the ashes out of the jar and mix them with salt (or black salt), black pepper, and ground sage. Burn the ashes in a fire (again, practicing fire safety).

You can verbally say that the curse is over, that they’re free from the curse, etc. or you can think it, or write it down on a piece of paper and burn it with the ashes. Once they’ve burned for a while, you can put the fire out. The curse is broken.

If you didn’t gather the ashes (or have lost them), you can create a petition (basically write down the person’s name on a piece of paper along with “I free you from this curse”) and burn that instead.

Note that you don’t have to undo the curse at any point. You aren’t required to forgive anyone. This is just for those who want to know how to undo the curse.

C. May 23rd, 2022 xoxo

Do not repost any of my spells, curses, etc. Reblogs are OK.

#Witchcraft #Eclectic Witchcraft #Curse #Revenge #Break Ups #DO NOT REPOST #OK to Reblog #whoa-its-my-grimoire #Whoa's Posts #Curses #Ask to Tag

[jafaproductions]

#JAFAProductions #TonyDelisi

[aexther]

KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER. ( REPOST DO NOT REBLOG ! )

NAME: Aerynn but also nicknamed Ae and Aer’

PRONOUNS: She/her

PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION: Discord, Tumblr

NAME OF MUSE(S): Alexandra (AlexandraxSuoh), Aether (Here!), Kyoko Hori, Mitsuki Ednou and more on MarykaxMuses​

EXPERIENCE/HOW LONG (MONTHS / YEARS?): Good question.. Probably since childhood? I’m 28 and been doing it for as long I can remember. I rped in forums before, so it’s been really long time I’ve been doing this.

PLATFORMS YOU’VE USED: MSN, Messenger, Tumblr, Discord, Forums... 

BEST EXPERIENCE: In all honestly, probably here and discord with friends. Peoples here and more welcoming than where I wa before with all the drama and bullshit I got toward me. Discord is more free and just having fun without having peoples judging for this and that.

RP PET PEEVES/DEALBREAKERS: Disrespectful peoples who can’t respect the mun choices. Not respecting someone boundaries, called out post and everything related to that. Posts not trimed unless you’re a mobile user, I won’t complain. (I can understand.) Hate and drama are really a no go for me. 

FLUFF, ANGST OR SMUT: Just throw them inbox or we can plot something that isn’t having a poor graphist in trouble. 

PLOTS OR MEMES: Gimme both. I rarely plots since I never know who I can poke for this and all. Meme are always welcome, you don’t need to feel shy, I’m too gentle for my own good and probably more scared to poke you than you can be about me.

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: Both? I mean, I don’t really mind which one you prefer since I’ll try to match the length or trying to get everything needed in the replies. Theses days are mostly short ones, since it’s easier for me with my low motivation. 

BEST TIME TO WRITE: Anytime is good to poke me. :D

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S): ...Maybe? He’s a tease with a golden heart that wants to help everyone while I’m a shy bean and too gentle that can’t say no. But we both care about our friends and would anything to protect them. We both are stubborn.. But yeah, we’re alike yet different but we do share commun points.

tagged by: Thieved on dash :3​

Tagging: Steal it ~

#{Dash Games: Let's Try This Game!}

[cherabby]

Hello, icon change (Meet Rhiannon) (She's one of my D&D Characters) (I Love Her)

#oblig personal post tag #i am legally obligated to add this tag: #beans is my best friend repost if beans is your best friend also

[roscgcld]

HEADCANON + FUSHIGURO MEGUMI || relationship things

request: Can you do sfw and nsfw relationship hcs for Fushiguro

note: hello love! i wouldn’t mind doing some hcs for our little shy bean! tbh, i am not going to lie, this did not take me long to thing lmao - this is my first nsfw work on this blog tho! so this was definitely fun.

pronouns: them/they

note: aged-up!fushiguro! x reader, nsfw content below - please skip if you’re uncomfortable

other than that, enjoy~

sfw

if you two ever share a home together, i feel like he’s the kind of guy who would string fairy lights around your home because it’s cozy to him? 

definitely have dog themed couple items - matching dog themed slippers, mugs, even decorative plates if you allow him to

bet you they are both modelled after his shikigami dogs - since they were the first shikigami to submit to him. so they always hold a special place in his heart

i feel like even though he trains hard, he still likes to keep his hands in good condition. so there is tubes of hand lotion scattered everywhere, at the most random of places by the way

speaking to that - you two might have manicure weekends at home; where he’d spend some time just trimming and caring for his hands and fingernails. he’d do yours if you ask him to

sometimes he’d come home dead tired and just collapses on you wordlessly - wrapping his arms around you tightly whilst burying his face into your neck 

would sigh in content when you wrap your arms around him and hold him close, just running your fingers through his hair gently and tracing your fingers down the back of his neck

if you try to ask him about work, he’d either tell you everything in detail or nothing at all - there is no in between 

most times it’s just him grumbling about gojo and yuji, who he’d once said they both ‘shave so many years off my life just by breathing’

when he’s away on missions, he’ll call you just so you two can go about your day. no words are needed, but he just wants to hear you go about your day. it calms him down, and reminds himself that you’re going to be there for him

weekend visits to his sister - who survived the Shibuya incident and is now recovering slowly under the care of Ieiri (this is not canon by the way - in the manga we still have no idea how things are gonna turn out for her after the whole Geto thing)

having random members of the zen’in clan coming to your shared home asking if you’d talk to them about trying to convince fushiguro to become a zen’in

if fushiguro is home at the time, he’d send his devine dog on them; listening to their terrified screams with a pleased smile as they ran away from your home

“that’s not really nice, gumi.” 

“yeah, yeah - wanna go grab some bingsu?”

honey, you are set for life by the way - mans can cook a bomb ass meal. and from what we know, learns quick too. so if you want to try something new, just give him a few minutes to google and watch a tutorial on it and i bet your ass he can recreate it down to a t

feel like he gives the best massages - don’t tell me otherwise. his hands are definitely made for more then just battles

enjoys it when you would whisper sweet nothings to him after a long week of work - getting more and more cuddly the longer you shower him in praises

he’s more talkative around you compared to others, more willing to share his emotions and how he’s feeling - even though sometimes he finds it hard to find the right words

he lets you wear his clothes - shirts, sweaters, hoodies, sweats. you name it, he’d just gives it to you. finds it cute how you’re drowned in the fabric

enjoys blow drying your hair; idk, i just see him with a peaceful expression on his face, carefully blow drying your hair for you after a warm shower together

would give you actual advice on your outfit - i feel like he’s the one who helps yuji and nobara put together their outfits together whenever they go out of town

nothing is out of place in your home - there is always a compartment for it, or a space on the shelf, or in a drawer

cooking dates together - if you can’t cook, he’ll teach you. if you can cook, you two will try something new together

feel like he’s a dark chocolate fanatic - so you guys will always have a shit ton of chocolate in your home

on some days you’ll come home and just have nue stretched out over your living room, your boyfriend just watching the tv before him whilst petting the owl-like shikigami like it’s a domesticated cat

“oh, hey babe.” he’d greet with a casual nod at you whilst you stand in the hallway, blinking in confusion

idk, i feel like you two have a chilled but lowkey chaotic relationship - since he is friends with gojo, yuji and nobara. but it’s still really loving, with more physical instead of verbal shows of affection. you’ll be treated like a queen/king, and as long as megumi has it, he will make sure you know how much he loves you, even if he’s not by your side due to work

nsfw

okay, i get he’s all innocent and is dense in everything else besides jujutsu - but you have to remember this dude’s dad is fushiguro fucking togi

don’t tell me this man is kink-less - there is no fucking way 

i mean yeah, when you two first get down and dirty together, i feel like he’s all awkward and unsure at first, since he didn’t want to hurt you 

but i get this vibe that he knows exactly what he wants - but let’s remember he’s still a shy bean that refuses to do anything with you until he is 100% comfortable

stress sex happens often - i can bet you that this man will probably come home with a dark look on his face, push you onto the nearest flat surface and just grinds against your ass

people keep saying that he’s a boobs man - and i can see that. doubt he really gives a shit about the size, he just enjoys how he can play with your nipples and have you squirm underneath him 

he enjoys tugging your hair - there is just something about wrapping your soft strands between his fingers whilst he fucks you hard; hearing your voice loud and clear

feel like he’s a doggy man; enjoys running his large hand down your back and gripping the back of your neck. how he can shove your face into the mattress whilst fucking you silly from the back

lowkey has a dumbification kink - enjoys whenever you fucked so good by him that you’re basically drooling and babbling absolute nonsense at him

enjoys leaving hickeys on places you’d never notice at first - on your back, back of your hip, small of your back, shoulder blades. he enjoys you coming up to him with a blush on your face and smacking his shoulder, whining to him that nobara and maki saw the hickeys he left all over to you

bruises on your hips are also a common thing too - he’s hands are so strong and rough that sometimes he just forgets that your skin is delicate and you can bruise easily. he’ll apologise, then add new ones on top of the old ones 

enjoys choking you as well - loves to feel your racing pulse under his fingertips and how you tighten around him whenever he tightens his old around you more

dacryphilia - definitely feels a thrill go through him when you’d look up at him with tear soaked lashes and stained cheeks. makes him take you harder 

doesn’t always enjoy a blowjob - idk why, i feel like he’s more into giving that receiving. goes with his dacryphilia kink too - will stay with his head between your thighs until you’re crying and shaking whilst you try to push him away

definitely enjoys pinning you down, either with his hands or with ropes and handcuffs, but he’s not interested in the entire bdsm thing

enjoys buying you lacy lingerie, regardless of what gender you are, and just have you put them on to show him; only to then rip it off of you as he pins you down on the sofa

he’s somewhat of a soft dom, he wants to protect you and always make sure you’re going to be enjoying yourself. but he’s not above using your body for his own pleasure

he’s not a loud man - a loud grunt from time to time, low groans and growls. but he’s not loud in bed. but enjoys it when you’re loud

man loves the aftercare process - cleans you up gently with a towel, making sure you’re hydrated, getting you snacks if you’re hungry, rubbing your sore muscles. he views it as intimate and cherishes those moments when you lean on him the most

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[ewitsren]

hiii can you do dating inui. my precious bean don't have enough content 😩💕 thank yous

#!@ SEISHU INUI AS YOUR BOYFRIEND

pairings: seishu inui x reader

cw/tws ⚠️: none i think

requested : yes

inui is really commited to you once you started dating, he's not the type to fool around with people, he wouldn't even consider dating anyone else if you're his partner.

he likes pecking on your lips a few time and making you chuckle rather than long kisses <3

inui spends most of his time with you! he takes you on all-day-long dates a few times every week and crashes at your place occasionally. he has no problem cancelling his plans if you ever need him/want to spend time with him

dating inui means you're also gonna be spending a lot of time with koko, he might be distant at first but once the ice between you two melts koko is your best friend!

he buys you drinks, which means he trusts you and approves of your presence in both inui and his life, and tells stories about younger inui.

i think inui is the type of boyfriend that listens rather than talk, he always listens to you with a soft smile on his face <3

he always walks you home! doesn't matter if you guys weren't already together; he still comes to pick you up and walks you home. he doesn't feel the need to talk while walking, the silence between you two is peaceful and comfortable for inui.

he often talks about black dragons's shinichiro era with a soft, longing smile on his lips

i don't think inui is the type to get jealous unless you do it purposely, he likes your independence and respects your personal space but the second he thinks you're getting offly close with someone on purpose to make him jealous, he gets upset and acts a little distant for the next few days

he's always 100% honest with you. inui is not afraid to tell you what he really thinks/feels. yes, his honesty may break your heart sometimes but for inui, honesty is important in a healthy relationship.

sometimes he just watches you with a beautiful look in his eyes like you're shining brighter than the stars

inui's ideal dates are movie nights, art galleries and walks on the beach while the sun sets

please don't make him sad, boy's been through a lot he just wants to be happy with you :(

@ewitsren 's work, do not translate/repost on other apps and platforms.

#seishu inui #inui x reader #inui seishu #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers #inui tokyo revengers #inupi #inupi x reader #tokyo revengers inupi #mikey tokyo revengers #tokyo manji gang #mitsuya takashi #baji keisuke #hajime kokonoi #sano shinichiro #ryuguji ken #hanagaki takemichi

[dokifluffs]

Lookie | Bokuto Kōtarō

Pairing: Bokuto X Reader (female) ft. Kuroo, Kenma, and Akaashi 

Genre: fluffyyy, surprise domestic

Author’s Note: I WANNA BE Y/N 

gif from @rivaillerose​

“Kenma, you gotta hurry or else you’re gonna get blown away,” Kuroo called as he paused, the bitter frozen winter wind blowing right into his face

He tightened his grip around the bag in his hand while Kenma shuffled through the inches high snow, not a single big of his face showing as he hid himself in his bundled layers to keep warm

The two walked through the blizzard with Kuroo walking behind Kenma, walking toward the house

With a brief knock on the door, the door opened to Akaashi as he stood there

“Where’s Kenma?” He asked  

“Here,” Kuroo raised his arm, revealing Kenma at his side, facing into Kuroo’s body to stay as warm as possible

The two entered and stripped their layers and boots, letting the warmth envelope the two of them completely

“Thanks for bringing chips,” Akaashi said as he took the bag from Kuroo

“No problem. Are Bokuto and Y/N running late again?” Kuroo asked as he noted the silence in the house

“Actually no, they got here a few hours ago. They’re on the couch.”

And with that, the three of them made their way to the living room of Akaashi’s house, for the  occasional movie night and sleepover

The three walked in on Bokuto as comfy in his regular spot on the couch, a warm blanket nu, smiley as ever but quieter than normal and with his face looking down into his sweater

“What’re you doing?”

“And where’s Y/N?” Kenma spoke as he quite enjoyed your company yet you were nowhere to be found

“Shhh,” Bokuto shushed them almost louder than the two cats spoke

He was giddy and he seemed like he was about to explode from excitement or something but he couldn’t

“Lookie!” He happily waved the two over as he pulled his collar

“Huh?” Kuroo confused as ever

The two hesitated as they just looked to Akaashi

“Just trust him,” Akaashi commented from the side, smiling himself at his best friends

The two leaned forward and their questions had been answered

There you were, fast asleep against Bokuto’s bare chest inside his sweater, cuddled close beneath the blanket too

It was like there were stars forming in Bokuto’s eyes as he adorned you in the position you were in

“She looks so comfy,” Kenma said quietly, a tinge of envy in his voice as he was still freezing cold from the journey here

“She actually has a bit of a fever-“

“But she can’t go home in his weather or she’ll get even worse and I didn’t want her to be alone while we were all watching a movie, so she’s here with me,” Bokuto cut off Akaashi but spoke every word with his chest as he squeezed you closer to him

“Alright then,” Kuroo said quietly, only for Bokuto to dramatically shush him once again

“Don’t wake my little bean,” the ace practically whisper yelled to Kuroo

“I didn’t even- fine,” he gave up as he grabbed a blanket and found his seat

For the rest of the night, Bokuto could hardly focus on the movie

His heart did flips every time he looked into his shirt and there you were, your cheek squished against his warm skin, your lips jutted out just a bit so it looked like you were pouting

Your hair and breath tickled his chest and stomach but he didn’t mind it a single bit

The others could hear and feel the bubbliness emanating from his persona throughout the entire movies

The little laugh he would give when you moved a little or when he played with your hair or booped your face

His occasional movement, that you had gotten used to sleeping on him, to reposition himself

But also how quiet he was whenever a jump scare popped up

He was always the first one to yell or leave the room but not tonight

He couldn’t focus

How could he when you were right there and you were fast asleep on him

You were his precious little bean and he wanted to make sure you got all the rest you needed to make a speedy recovery

But oh all the times he had to refrain himself with smothering you with his kisses

He just wanted you to shower you with all the love in his big heart for you

He wrapped his arms and legs around you, not wanting to let you go even for a millisecond tonight

Domestic bonus: 

The popcorn popped in the microwave as the paper brown bag expanded and expanded, always making you nervous that one day you would open it and it would just explode into your face 

but you just watched as the bag expanded 

you could hear subtle noises coming from the living room but before you could look, the final beep of the microwave sounded off in the kitchen 

“Hot, hot, hot.” You barely held onto the hot bag with your fingertips as you juggled it to prevent burning yourself 

You poured the bag into a large bowl, bringing it to your living room 

and that’s when your heart melted 

“Peek-a-boo!” your husband lifted the collar of his shirt, his face disappearing as he called, the living room erupting with laughter from your daughter as she giggled contently 

“Where’d she go?” He “closed” the collar of his baggy tank top, teasing her as your little girl hid herself under his shirt, hiding her face into his chest 

“Here she is!” he opened his collar again, more laughter ans squeals erupting from both of them as he pulled her out, sitting her in his lap, playing with her, giving her butterfly kisses as her small hands reached out to cup his face 

“She’s swo cwute,” he turned to you, his cheeks being squished by his daughter. “Ooh! Popcown!” 

Both their eyes lit up as they turned to you, Kotaro lifting his baby girl in his arms as he made his way over to your side 

Though only you and Kotaro ate the popcorn while your baby girl played with his clean hand, the occasional giggle coming from her as he tickled her 

but to be honest, the two of you could barely pay attention to the tv when you two had your little girl

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I Wanna Be Yours [G.W.]

Character: George Weasley

Word Count: 6025

Requested?: Yes/No

Summary: Love is complicated. Especially when the boy you love likes someone else. Or does he? [Based on the film Some Kind of Wonderful].

WARNING: brief mentions of alcohol and drinking

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A/n: i am again naming my fics after arctic monkeys’ songs - fun fact this one is named after my favourite one of theirs, i’m considering having it for my wedding song bc it cute af

also yes i watched some kind of wonderful whilst writing this and cried. it’s not even a sad fic, i’m just emotional smh

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PLEASE DO NOT REPOST MY WORK! REBLOGS ARE ABSOLUTELY FINE! <3

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“Y/n! Wait up!”

You span round on your heels, wiping away a stray tear that had fallen, “I said I’m fine, Fred! Okay? I’m fine. Absolutely fabulous, in fact.”

Fred stopped in front of you, a shimmer of pity in his brown eyes that made you feel even worse than you already did, “I just want to make sure you’re okay. I-I’m sorry-“

“I know. I know, Freddie,” you replied, your voice quiet as you pressed your lips together, reaching out to grab his hands in yours, “It’s okay. It is, really. I just... I need to be alone.”

“But I- I just... it’s his loss, just so you know!” He pleaded, shaking his head at you, and swore under his breath at the sight of one of his closest friends in tears over his brother, “Merlin, he shouldn’t have given that to her- I shouldn’t have said anything-“

And that’s where your problem had started. Because a few weeks ago, you were, as you claimed, fine. Well, you had a few essays due and were having trouble finding the textbooks to help you write them, but that was all really.

How you wished you could steal a time turner and go back in time.

And yes, when this all started you knew that George had his heart taken by someone else. It’s not his fault, not really, that his whole plan, scheme, escapade turned into something that would completely crush your heart.

Affairs of the heart. That’s where this started. Because before a few days ago, you were unaware of your own feelings. Before a few days ago, you were unaware of any feelings towards him at all.

But that fateful moment - the one where you were sat with George in front of the fireplace, a half-drank bottle of firewhisky sitting between you, laughing and joking - was the one that changed everything.

You hadn’t even realised yourself, until Fred pointed it out to you the morning after, when he’d found you curled up by George’s side, empty firewhisky bottle laying on the floor in front of the couch, George’s arm around your waist, your face buried into his chest.

In Fred’s defence, he thought you knew. He thought you’d be aware of your own feelings.

How was he supposed to know that you didn’t know you were in love with his twin?

_________~*~_________

“This is the year I reckon,” George announced to you as he collapsed onto the sofa beside you, throwing his legs over your thighs as he rested his back against the arm of the couch, his arms resting behind his neck, “She’s finally single, first time since second year. Now’s my chance!”

You popped a Bertie’s Every Flavour Bean into your mouth and closed the book you weren’t really paying attention to, before dropping it on the table in front of the couch, “And how long have you liked her again?”

George blinked at the way you raised an eyebrow at him and sat up a little, “Since I found out she was single again.” At your pointed look, he shot you a grin, “Nah, since before the summer. Point is, I reckon I could really like this girl.”

“Poor love, having you snivelling around her all the time. I wonder how she’ll cope,” you grinned back, throwing one of the jelly beans at his head.

“Well you seem to cope just fine,” he retorted, batting another jelly bean away from his head.

“That’s just because I’m desensitised to you by now.”

“Is that so?” George asked with a raised eyebrow, a grin etched onto his face as he sat up properly, leaning a little closer to you. You turned your head to face him, meeting his stare as you nodded, “Course, how else would I have put up with you so long?”

He leant further forward and pressed a quick kiss to your forehead, “Willingly, because you love me, stupid.”

You nudged him, making him laugh as he went back to lying down comfortably, “Yeah, yeah.”

You watched a few first years clamber through the portrait hole, laughing to each other as they made their way through the common room, an absent-minded smile gracing your lips as you recalled being the same in your first year with your friends.

“How do you reckon I should ask her out?” George’s voice brought you away from your reminiscing as you looked over at him, “She deserves something amazing, something no other guy will have thought of for her.”

You rolled your eyes, knowing this would be the topic of conversation for the rest of the evening, but nevertheless gestured for him to continue on. “I wanna go all out if she’s gonna turn out to be everything I’ve ever wanted in a girl,” George finished, a dreamy, faraway look crossing his features.

Reaching into the box of jelly beans, you grabbed a handful and threw them at him, ignoring his indignant “hey!” as you replied pointedly, “Don’t go mistaking paradise for a pair of long legs.”

Because truthfully, that was why a lot of guys were interested in Kiara. She was smart - being a Ravenclaw and all - surprisingly funny, and, as far as you knew, was really kind too. Not that this mattered to many of the boys in your year (and the years above and below), apparently, because she was also beautiful, with long, glossy brown hair, perfect doll-like features and, yes, long, lean legs.

“That’s not why I like her,” George insisted, grabbing one of the jelly beans that had fallen onto his lap and throwing it back at you, laughing as it hit you on the forehead. You playfully glared at him, rubbing your forehead in mock-hurt.

“Sure it’s not, stupid,” you replied, using his minor insult from before. “Ohhh, I’m the stupid one now, am I?” He scoffed, though the smile on his face told you he wasn’t offended in the slightest, “Now you’re in for it.”

He moved his legs off you and poked your sides, knowing you were ticklish, making you laugh out and push him away, “George, stop!”

“Take it back then, love. Say I’m the smartest wizard you know,” he grinned, continuing his minor tickling assault, making you move away from him so abruptly that you fell off the couch and onto the carpeted floor, bringing him down on top of you.

“Ouch- never! You are stupid, stupid!” You laughed, laying on the floor as you tried to catch your breath, George’s hands either side of your head, holding his weight up above you.

Both of your laughter faded a little and you found yourself staring into his brown eyes, his face barely centimetres from your own. You could have almost sworn that he started moving closer - though maybe it was your imagination - before he rolled away and lay beside you on the floor, his hand brushing yours.

“You’ll help me right?” He asked after a moment. You turned your head to look at him, taking in his side profile as he stared up at the ceiling.

“I’ll help you what?”

“Get a date with her,” he said as if it were obvious, turning his head to meet your gaze. You shot him a smile, “You’re George Weasley. You could get a date with anyone you wanted.”

“Just not you, right?” He turned onto his side, resting on his elbow as he looked down at you. You shook your head with a laugh, “Yeah well, I don’t count. I’m not just anyone.”

The smile he gave you made your heart beat a little faster, “You’re right about that.”

***

“All I’m saying is, is it such a bad idea if you just, I don’t know, asked her out simply? By using words? I really don’t think you need to wax poetic, or write her a bloody song to ask her out,” you shook your head in despair at the nerve-wracked boy sat across from you in the Great Hall.

“I can’t just ask her out,” George replied in a horrified voice, “What if she thinks I’ve not put enough effort into it and rejects me?”

“Trust me, Georgie, if she’s going to reject you, it won’t be because of the way you asked her out, I can guarantee that. It’ll be because you’re annoying, or because you smell, or, and I can’t stress this enough, because of your below-average skills in potions,” you laughed at his unimpressed look, taking the opportunity to grab a slice of toast off his plate.

“You’re supposed to be my best friend, you know,” he grumbled, waving his fork at you. “Yes,” you replied, “And as your best friend, I say to just ask her out. Look, joking aside, you’re a great guy, George. She’d be lucky to have you.”

He nodded, smiling gratefully at you as he reached forward and grabbed your hand to give it a squeeze, “Okay, I’ll trust you on this one. I’ll just... ask her out. How difficult could it be?”

Turns out, extremely difficult. You felt second hand embarrassment as you watched George head over to the Ravenclaw table, to where Kiara was sitting, wincing as he nearly dropped a goblet of pumpkin juice over her.

“Who’re you watching?” A voice said from beside you, making you jump. Fred laughed as you rolled your eyes at him, before replying, “For your information, I’m watching your brother ask Kiara on a date.”

“Wait, he’s asking another girl on a date?” Fred frowned, his eyes darting from George, who was currently speaking to Kiara, his cheeks reddening as she touched his shoulder and laughed, to your confused expression as you looked up at the older twin. “Yes?” You replied, bemused, “Why?”

“Does it not... bother you?” He asked gently. You laughed, “Why would it?”

And as you watched Kiara throw her arms around George’s neck, his hands coming to hold her waist, you swallowed thickly, before shaking your head at the odd feeling in the pit of your stomach.

Why would it bother you?

You forced a smile onto your face as George made his way back to his original seat, a smug grin adorning his features. “Well?” You asked, rather redundantly as you had seen the whole thing yourself.

“She said yes,” he replied excitedly, picking up his fork and popping some bacon into his mouth. “I told you!” You grinned at him, though you pushed your own plate away, no longer hungry.

“Attaboy, Georgie!” Fred congratulated his twin, “When’s the date?”

“This Saturday, at The Three Broomsticks,” the younger twin replied. You zoned out of the chatter on the table about this newest revelation, feeling your heart plummet at George’s words, though you couldn’t place your finger on why.

George was your best friend, you should be happy for him... right?

***

Saturday arrived quicker than you wanted, after a week of tedious lessons, and a bombardment of questions over what George should do on his date.

You watched him pull out two different jumpers, holding each one up at a time and looking at you expectedly. Tilting your head to the side, you pointed to the red one, “Was always my favourite one.”

“Red it is,” he nodded, throwing the other jumper onto his bed as he held the red jumper out to you for you to hold. Without warning, he pulled the t shirt he was currently wearing off, leaving his toned torso on show as he dropped said t shirt onto the floor and held his hand out for the jumper.

You handed it to him, gulping a little as you forced yourself not to stare at his abs. It was no secret the George was good looking - you’d always known it - but knowing and seeing were two different things. Being a Beater had done tremendous things to his body, you noted.

“Do you reckon I should bring her flowers?” George asked you, looking at you through the reflection of his mirror as he messed his hair up a little.

“Couldn’t hurt,” you shrugged, sending him a half-hearted smile as you grabbed your wand, muttering ‘orchideous’ and handing him the bouquet that was produced.

He thanked you, before taking a deep breath, “Well, what do you reckon?”

The smile that spread across your face this time was genuine, a soft look in your eye as you replied, “You look great, Georgie. Now go get her!”

He shot you one last grin, pressing a kiss to your forehead, before heading out of his dorm, leaving you alone. You picked up the t shirt he’d dropped, folding it and placing it at the end of his bed, before grabbing the jumper he’d discarded.

You took a breath before deciding to put the jumper on, relishing in the smell of George’s aftershave as you pulled it over your head, before rolling up the sleeves and heading out of the dorm.

***

“How many dates has it been now, three? Four?” You asked, wrapping your coat further around yourself as you trudged through the thick snow of Hogsmeade, passing by a couple of cute shops.

“The Yule Ball will be the fifth.”

You froze at the mention of the Ball. Somehow you’d assumed you’d be going with George - you didn’t even think about the fact that he’d have a girlfriend he could take, “Oh! So you um, asked Kiara to the Ball then?”

“Last night,” George bit his lip as he smiled, “Can’t wait!”

Your stomach clenched and mind raced, eyebrows furrowing as you realised you now had just under a week and half to find a date to the Ball - if anyone was still available, that was. You thought about every single eligible boy you knew of, wondering if you had the courage to even ask any of them, before you were pulled from your thoughts by George’s voice.

“I wanna buy her something for Christmas, what do you reckon?” George asked, picking at a strand coming off his woollen hat before placing it back onto his head.

“I don’t really know the girl,” you said truthfully, forcing yourself to stop thinking about George and Kiara dancing and him holding her all night, “I assume you’d have better judgment.”

He nodded over to a small shop on your left, one that you’d passed by many times but never had the chance to look in.

“The jewellery shop?” You asked, raising your eyebrows at him. He grabbed your hand and pulled you over to the door, “Let’s just have a look, yeah?”

The bell chimed as you stepped inside and you instantly became enamoured with the little shop, rows of glass cases showing off sparkly pieces of jewellery and adornments. Most, you noticed quickly, were much too expensive for you - and by default, much too expensive for George, too.

“Are you sure about something from in here?” You asked, staring down at a ring adorned with sapphires, “These are pretty pricey.”

“They might be, but she deserves it. Besides, gotta prove I’m better than all the guys that want to date her, right?” George replied from across the shop.

“Georgie,” you looked over at him with a pointed look, “I can promise you are better than all the other guys.”

“No harm in making sure.”

You gave up arguing, knowing he wouldn’t listen anyway, your eyes taking in the beautiful products, before your focus was taken by a rather stunning necklace. Stepping over to it for a closer look, you breathed out in shock at the price, but nevertheless knew you were in love with the chain, a little pendant surrounded by crystals displayed at the centre.

“What’ve you seen?” George spoke, suddenly standing behind you and leaning over your shoulder.

You pointed at the necklace, “Someday, I’m gonna buy that one.”

George glanced down at the look on your face and grinned to himself, “Someday, I’ll buy that one for you.” You turned to look at him, shaking your head in amusement, “You need to choose something for your girlfriend before you start promising me presents.”

“What’s the fun in that?” George laughed as you both left the shop.

You sat beside George on the couch later that night, resting your head on his shoulder as you shared a bottle of firewhisky between you.

“It was not!” You screeched, your laugh echoing through the empty common room as you nudged the ginger boy, making him laugh along with you. “It absolutely was,” he insisted, grinning before taking a sip of the firewhisky, taking in the sight of you looking so happy, and realising your laugh was one of his favourite sounds, “You were the one who wanted to sneak food from the kitchens, so it was your fault we got caught!”

You shook your head, “It was you tripping into that metal armour. All that noise when the bloody head fell off.”

“You pushed me, stupid!” George scolded indignantly, crossing his arms over his chest and pouting like a child.

“I shoved you,” you corrected, laughing as George playfully nudged you, causing you to nudge him back, and soon you were play fighting on the couch.

He, once again, was above you, almost pinning you to the couch as he looked down at you, and it was only then that you realised just how inebriated you both were, the empty firewhisky bottle having fallen onto the floor.

George’s tongue darted out to lick his bottom lip, “You know I love you, right?”

You smiled softly up at him, arms around his neck as you nodded, somehow feeling like those words had more weight to them than usual. Leaning up to kiss his cheek, you replied, “Of course, Georgie.”

Morning arrived quickly, much to your dismay, and you were woken abruptly by the sound of heavy footsteps stomping down the stairs. You couldn’t bring yourself to move to see who it was, too comfortable with your head resting on George’s chest, his arm securely around your waist, but luckily for you, said culprit of the noise came right by your line of sight, wiggling his eyebrows at you.

“Well what do we have here?” Fred cooed, rocking back and forth as he looked at you curled up in his twin’s arms. “Me and George falling asleep after drinking maybe a tad too much?” You replied as if it were obvious.

“You look awfully cosy,” he grinned, “But then, I suppose I would too if I was cuddling someone I was in love with.”

You felt like your heart stopped and you nearly choked on air, “Wait wait wait, someone I what?!”

“‘Someone I was in love with’?” Fred repeated slowly, narrowing his eyes at you, “You do know... right?”

At your blank expression, Fred raised an eyebrow, “You do know you’re in love with George... right?”

“I’m not in love with-“ You paused as you thought back over the years of your friendship. You’d never really thought about it before - never really had to. But you treated George differently to any other friend you had. No one could make you laugh like he could, or make you feel as protected and safe as he did. And no one ever made you feel like you were flying, like he did.

“Oh Godric... I’m in love with George!” You whisper-shouted, a hand coming to cover your mouth as the realisation dawned on you.

Fred nodded, “I didn’t know that you didn’t know.”

“That’s why you asked me if it bothered me when he asked out Kiara, isn’t it?” You suddenly realised, gulping harshly.

Fred nodded again, though a tad more hesitantly than before, “Hey, but listen- I really think he feels the same, if it makes you feel any better! He just doesn’t know it either.”

You moved out of George’s grasp and stood up, pressing your lips together as you looked at Fred, “He’s got a girlfriend, who he’s taking to the Yule Ball and who he adores and they’re probably gonna get married and have kids and I’m going to be alone forever!”

“Hey, that’s not- that won’t happen,” Fred replied, his gaze softening as he saw a tear fall down your cheek. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into his chest and stroking your back comfortingly.

“He loves you, I know it. And he knows it too. He just doesn’t know that he knows it.”

***

Ever since your realisation in the early morning, you’d tried your best to act normal around George. It wasn’t easy, and you felt that maybe you were being a little more distant than usual, however you quickly pushed that thought aside as you noticed George being equally - if not more - distant, sitting at the end of the table beside Fred, Kiara on his other side as he whispered things in her ear, making her laugh.

You felt a pang of hurt, one that got worse the longer you stared at them, watching as they kissed, as George stared at her lovingly, as he pushed her long, brown, stupidly perfect hair behind her ear and making her blush.

Sitting on the opposite side of the table, you made yourself look away, instead immersing yourself in the conversation Ron and Harry were having about the Yule Ball.

“This is mad, at this rate we’ll be the only ones in our year without dates!” Ron hissed at Harry as you were all sat in the Great Hall, supposedly studying. You hid a laugh as Snape walked past and pushed his head.

“Well, us and Neville,” he continued with a small laugh. Harry leant over to him, “Yeah but then again, he can take himself.”

“It might interest you to know that Neville has already got someone,” Hermione interrupted their laughing with a frown.

Ron sighed, catching your gaze as you laughed at him - which made him sigh again, “Now I’m really depressed.”

You observed from the other side of the table as Fred threw a piece of parchment over to his younger brother, winking at you when he noticed you watching, as Ron frowned at the words on the page.

Ron handed the parchment back, glancing around to avoid Snape and whispered, “Who are you going with then?”

Fred grabbed the parchment and crumpled it up into a ball, before throwing it at you, the paper bouncing off your shoulder. You looked down at the paper, before meeting Fred’s gaze with a raised eyebrow.

He grinned at you, before miming the Ball, nodding over at you. You rolled your eyes, glancing round for Snape before throwing the parchment back at him, hitting him square in the face and causing half the table to hid their faces as they laughed.

“Well?” He asked, seemingly unfazed by the parchment that was now resting at his feet.

“Yeah, go on then, I suppose,” you whispered, shaking your head at him as he winked at Ron. When all the attention went back to school work, you caught Fred’s gaze again and smiled thankfully.

He saluted playfully, making you laugh, neither one of you noticing George’s frown and clenched fists beside him.

***

You hadn’t seen much of George since Fred had asked you to the Ball, him being too busy spending practically all of his time with Kiara.

It hurt, you had to admit, that he was constantly choosing her over you. Though you assumed it was only natural, what with Kiara being his first proper girlfriend.

Didn’t mean it hurt any less. And the fact you were so used to having George to yourself didn’t help - sometimes turning to ask him something, and then realising he’s not there.

He’d moved seats in class to sit by Kiara, meaning in some classes you were sat with whoever happened to be her previous partner, which therefore meant you were forced to watch as the boy you loved flirted with another girl, his hands constantly on her waist, sneaking kisses when the professor wasn’t looking, and, more often than not, simply not even acknowledging your existence, not even saying a simple ‘hello’.

In other classes you were sat by Fred, who, by all accounts, was actually a pretty good partner, being able to make you laugh and distract you from the show that tore your heart every time you saw it.

In fact, Fred had pretty much mastered exactly how to make you laugh until you cried, his aim in most lessons now, as he hated how sad you were because of his twin.

You were both giggling in the back of the classroom at something he’d said when McGonagall had pointed it out, asking you both to “Please quieten down.”

You bit your lip to muffle your laughing as Fred looked down at you, just happy he could make his friend smile when he knew how much you were hurting.

Much to the dislike of a certain redhead towards the front of the room, who immediately frowned every time he heard your laugh, knowing he wasn’t the one causing it, but his older twin.

His twin who was taking you to the Yule Ball.

George clenched his jaw as he heard you whispering something to Fred, barely being able to focus on anything else.

He knew you and Fred were friends, but since when were you both that close?

***

By the time the Yule Ball arrived, you and George were barely speaking at all. You’d cried about it more times than you’d like to admit, but you had decided that tonight, at the Ball, you would make it a night to remember, not wanting to mope and ruin Fred’s night since he had asked you pretty much as a favour - despite the amount of times he’d insisted he wanted to ask you, you knew he fancied Angelina Johnson, and had things played out differently, you were sure she’d have been the one he’d thrown the parchment at in the hall that day, not you.

Either way, when you’d made your way down the steps to the Great Hall, your dress swirling around you, hair and makeup perfect, Fred made a huge deal of wolf-whistling and complimenting you.

“Well aren’t you bloody gorgeous,” he grinned, taking your hand and bringing it up to his lips to kiss the back of it, “I am one lucky guy.”

“You clean up pretty good too, Weasley,” you grinned, reaching up to straighten out his tie.

George scowled as he watched you with Fred, hating you being in such proximity to his brother, hands clenching and knuckles turning white as he watched Fred kiss the back of your hand. He had to force himself not to run over and shove Fred’s hands away from your waist, as he guided you off to the Hall. He was so distracted by firstly how stunning you looked, and secondly by how forward his brother was being, that he barely even noticed when Kiara had arrived by his side, until she nudged him a little and he forced out a smile.

He complimented the brunette girl, guiding her into the Hall as his hand reached into his pocket, brushing over a box to make sure it was still there.

Fred had been the perfect date all evening. He was a gentlemen - besides the occasional flirty comment - and insisted on staying by your side and dancing, even when you tried to usher him to ask Angelina to dance.

He was just about to give into your insistence with a laugh, when he noticed your expression changed as your attention was taken from him to whatever was going on behind him.

He cursed under his breath as he watched George hold out a small black box to Kiara, who had a huge smile on her face as she took the lid off. She pulled out a necklace, bringing George into a hug immediately, pressing kisses to his face.

Fred stood in front of your view of them, taking your hands in his, “Y/n... I’m sorry. He’s an idiot- he doesn’t know he’s got such a good thing, and wouldn’t know it if you punched him in the face - which, for the record, I think you should do.”

You wiped a stray tear from your eye, forcing yourself not to cry, “He gave her the necklace.”

“I know. I know, but he-“

“No Fred,” you interrupted gently, “He gave her the necklace. That necklace is one I saw when we were in Hogsmeade, and I said I wanted it. He-He even said he’d buy it for me one day! Not that I’d let him but- He bought it for her.”

Fred’s gaze softened, his heart breaking at the sight of your sad face, wrapping his arms around you and swaying a little to the music absent-mindedly.

“I’m sorry,” Fred whispered in your ear. You nodded, leaning against his shoulder, “Not your fault your brother is stupid.”

The song that was playing ended, and Fred grabbed your hand, leading you over to the table where the food and drinks were, pouring you a glass and offering it out to you. You took it gratefully, thanking him before taking a sip.

“Didn’t know you two were that close,” a voice came from behind you. A voice you knew well, one you could pick out anywhere. Fred reached out to squeeze your hand reassuringly, as you placed your glass down, nodding at him before turning around.

“Fred and I have always been good friends. I do have friends, other than you, you know. Which is a good job, considering you’ve been so distant with me,” you replied, focusing on keeping your voice level, rather than on the fact that he’d just given your necklace to his girlfriend.

George felt himself get angry as he noticed yours and Fred’s intertwined hands, swallowing harshly and shoving his hands into his trouser pockets.

“You know I’ve been trying to impress Kiara, being in a relationship takes up time. Not that you’d know, but I thought you’d understand. Didn’t think you’d replace me that quickly,” George retaliated in the midst of his anger, only being able to focus on you and Fred, and how close you were.

“Replaced you?” You scoffed, crossing your arms over your chest, “You barely even say hello to me! So yes, I turned to a friend so I wasn’t alone. You’re the one who replaced me! And you gave her the necklace, George. The necklace you knew I wanted. You gave it to her.”

Not waiting for a response, you shot an apologetic glance towards Fred before rushing out of the Hall, suddenly needing some fresh air.

“Look what you did now!” Fred almost growled, before storming out after you, in an attempt to find you.

George took a shaky breath, cursing as he watched the two most important people to him leave.

“George?” A soft voice spoke from beside him.

“Kiara?”

The brunette girl smiled, pressing her lips together as she looked at the ginger, “I um... I think we should break up.”

George frowned, though he was surprised to find he didn’t feel too badly about what she’d said.

The girl held out a black box and placed it into George’s hands, “This should be hers. It’s more her style than mine, I think you know that too.”

The redhead hesitated, unsure of what to say in this situation, “Look, Kiara, I’m sorry-“

“She likes you,” Kiara interrupted him, grinning despite the situation.

“She doesn’t-“

“She does. And you like her. Now go find her.”

With one last hug, and another muttered apology, he nodded determinedly at her, and ran off in the direction of his brother and, he realised now, the girl he truly loved.

***

“Y/n! Wait up!”

You span round on your heels, wiping away a stray tear that had fallen, “I said I’m fine, Fred! Okay? I’m fine. Absolutely fabulous, in fact.”

Fred stopped in front of you, a shimmer of pity in his brown eyes that made you feel even worse than you already did, “I just want to make sure you’re okay. I-I’m sorry-“

“I know. I know, Freddie,” you replied, your voice quiet as you pressed your lips together, reaching out to grab his hands in yours, “It’s okay. It is, really. I just... I need to be alone.”

“But I- I just... it’s his loss, just so you know!” He pleaded, shaking his head at you, and swore under his breath at the sight of one of his closest friends in tears over his brother, “Merlin, he shouldn’t have given that to her- I shouldn’t have said anything-“

“It’s okay, I promise. It was always bound to happen right? I was always destined to fall for him, whilst he fell for her. Even if you hadn’t said anything, I would’ve realised. I’m- I’m so stupid, aren’t I? Falling for my best friend,” you let out a broken sob.

“You’re not stupid.”

Your breath hitched in your throat and you swallowed back another sob as you turned around slowly, your eyes catching George’s gaze.

He stood, hair messy as if he’d raked his hands through it a few too many times, tie askew and shirt almost untucked in his haste to run and find you. He felt his heart clench, knowing he was the one to make you feel like this, and stepped forward reaching a hand out towards you as you blinked back tears, allowing him to bring you into his arms as you finally let the tears fall.

You knew you shouldn’t, that you should leave to your dorm, but being in George’s arms had always made you feel safe, made you feel protected.

More tears fell as he whispered sweet nothings into your ear, muttering over and over again how sorry he was. How he was a fool, a git, a complete idiot.

You finally calmed down a little, looking around the empty hallway, not being sure exactly when Fred had disappeared but thankful for the privacy.

You wiped away the last of your tears, cursing mentally as you realise your makeup would be a mess - if the state of George’s shirt was anything to go by.

“Kiara told me you like- I’m sorry, I didn’t know,” he breathed out, a hand cupping your cheek as you blinked up at him.

“Yeah well, you’re stupid. I always knew you were stupid,” you replied with a sad laugh.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” He asked with a frown, his hands moving to hold your waist.

“You never asked. And then you-you got a girlfriend. What was I supposed to do?” You asked quietly.

“I’m in love with you,” George said suddenly, earnestly, genuinely as he held you against him.

“Not Kiara?”

He shook his head quickly, “She knew I liked you before I knew I liked you. Maybe I am stupid.”

“Maybe you are,” you let out a watery laugh, looking away from his gaze.

George suddenly reached into his pocket and brought out a familiar box, “This is yours. I don’t know what I was thinking, giving it to her. It’s yours - it’s always been yours.”

He opened the box, taking out the necklace you loved so much, and offering you a sheepish smile, “It’s not a good enough apology, I know. But I’m hoping it’s a start.”

He gently turned you around, placing the necklace around your neck, you shivering at the feel of his fingers brushing against your skin, before turning you back around to face him, this time much closer than before, his forehead resting against yours.

“So, and correct me if I’m wrong,” he spoke as he leant forward a little more, his lips almost touching yours, “Does this mean that I like you and you like me and we both don’t think of each other as friends?”

You nodded a little, offering him a soft smile, “I don’t want to be friends, George,” you whispered just as his lips brushed your own, “I wanna be yours.”

#george weasley x reader #george weasley imagine #george weasley imagines #george weasley

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things about this blog, i guess?

Welcome to the shit-show.

First things first. I am in love with Kajii. Very important detail.

IMPORTANT: DO NOT REPOST MY ARTWORK. I do not allow this and I never will. (Sending it to someone in a chat is alright AS LONG AS the link is provided.) Any reposts will be reported for copyright infringement.

Current obsessions!

Main: Bungou Stray Dogs (specifically Kajii Motojirou) NOT SPOILER FREE. I’ve read the manga and I’m going to talk it.

Side: FNAF’s Security Breach (specifically Sun and Moon)

+ plenty other smaller obsessions.

What you’ll find here!

My art! It’s all tagged with #my art. Except the MS Paint doodles. That’s #bean’s ms paint adventures. But that was only once.

If you want to surf the Kajii content I’ve made, which includes textposts about him, it’s easier to use #bsd kajii or #motojirou kajii.

Reblogs. Sooo many reblogs. There’s sometimes whole stories in the tags. Bean lore, if you will.

My random statements, that usually have nothing to do with my fandoms, but also sometimes do. They are under #bean’s random thoughts. There is also: - #bean’s bad decisions. - #bean rants is where my sparse rants will be. - #bean’s being gay again is for when my gayness consumes my soul. - #bean’s selfshipping nonsense is for when I draw my self-insert. - #bean’s polls because i finally have them. they’ll be shits and giggles as well as for info gathering/helping me decide things

About me?

Call me Bean! Smol is also on the menu!

I am at least 18.

I’m an impulsive mess. There’s also no constancy. But I’m online everyday.

I’m bisexual. I have a little shell painted with the bi flag. It’s name is Michelle with a B. Bichelle, if you will. It’s cute.

Gender is an experiment and I’m playing with it like dolls. I’m “a little bit of everything all of the time” :D

My timezone is EST!

I am okay with NSFW things, just nothing over the top, ya know? So keep it to a minimum, yeah? (In return, I’ll keep my whoring to myself :D. Kind of.) Okay update on this, anything including me being horny on main, be it from asks or artwork or just textposts in general, with have the Mature Content community tag for sexual content. They will also be tagged NSFW.

I’m open to questions! I love questions. (Nothing weird tho, obviously.)

The art program I use is Clip Studio Paint Pro, and the tablet I use is a Wacom Intuos Small.

Socials:

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Youtube (i hardly use it but there's some shitposts there. and really old speedpaints)

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Closing notes!

I’m chill. I’m a mess. I’ll be your friend! I don’t talk much, but I try my best.

#pinned post #its about time i made this #honestly going through my own blog is like trying to find my way through tall grass #hope yall like it here! its supposed to be cozy #thats the vibe we're going for #also listen. im not making a dni list. that's for yall to figure out based on what i reblog #the fact that im queer should deter enough of the wrong people away anyway