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breadbrobin · 4 months

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call it what you want

luke castellan x reader — percy jackson and the olympians

[fem!daughter of aphrodite reader]

summary: he fell first, you fell harder, and all at once.

warning: tooth-rotting fluff. literally i think that’s it it’s just sickeningly cute

word count: 2.1k

(the luke brainrot is so real i wrote this at like 4am last night plsss)

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luke castellan thought you could have hung the stars in the sky. he wouldn’t know any different, nor would he care to find out. in his mind, you were perfect. the most perfect, in fact.

there was one person that no one could hate at camp, and that was you. a friend to all who’d have you, a sister to those who needed you, and whatever you were to luke.

not even you understood the nature of your relationship with him.

years of friendship slowly became changed, twisted, slightly more than you’d bargained for. it was a happy change. realising you were in love with luke castellan was an ever-continuous process—a little one day, a little more another. but for luke… gods, realising he was in love with you came as easy as breathing. every smile on your lips, every laugh, every surreptitious look across rooms set his heart aflame. fluttering, dancing, swirling.

it wasn’t like you didn’t love him. you did. you surely did. but time hadn’t been kind to your heart and children of aphrodite have never been truly lucky in love. helping others achieve their loves was more common. more often than not, you and your siblings were happy with just that.

“anyone you got your eye on?” you asked one day as you sat with luke on the dock. your bare feet dangled into the water, toes just touching the cool surface.

“maybe. maybe not. when are you leaving?” he avoided the question, gazing out at the water and squinting in the glare of the sun.

“two weeks. i’m staying for my birthday this year.” you looked over at him. “you can tell me who it is, you know? i won’t laugh, i promise.”

he shot you an exasperated look. “what makes you think there is someone, princess?”

you lean over and nudge his arm teasingly, missing the blush on his face. “you’ve been distracted lately. quiet. you smile more though, and i’ve seen you blushing. who is it?”

“maybe i’m sick. what if i’m dying, y/n? then what? you’re assuming i’m in love when i’m actually dying?”

you raised your hands mockingly. “hey, you’re the one who mentioned love, pal. not me. ask yourself about that one.”

he rolled his eyes and elbowed you gently with a soft smile. his smiles were always soft, you realised. gentle and kind—two words you’d use to describe luke castellan any chance you got. you looked at him in the sunlight. and pretty, you thought. gentle, kind and pretty.

late nights were always for thinking.

you’d had trouble sleeping since you were a kid. not just the typical demigod issues with nightmares, but difficulty falling asleep in the first place. when those times struck, and the late hours before midnight slipped by, your thoughts wandered.

as always, your thoughts circled a few items; your family, your friends, then, always, luke.

he was separate to your friends, always had been. you didn’t really know why.

gentle, kind and pretty, you recalled. it had been a few days since the lake and you hadn’t been able to stop thinking about who he was in love with. was there some person out there at camp who held his heart, truly and deeply? why did your chest ache? were you having a heart attack?

you pressed your fingers to your pulse point in concern, then pulled them away after a few seconds. you were fine. why did you feel like that?

no one ever said children of aphrodite weren’t oblivious to their own feelings.

time ticked by into the small hours of the morning, and still you couldn’t find sleep.

you rolled out of bed and stepped into your slippers, pulling a fluffy robe around your body and stepping out into the warm night. the air was still and calm, a juxtaposition to your whirling mind as you crossed the camp, stepping down paths and stepping over tree roots in a manner you’d memorised from countless treks on similar nights.

the hermes cabin was always warmer than your own, but tonight the heat was almost stifling. you could feel the heat heavy in the air as you breathed, and sweat beaded on your lip as you crossed the cabin silently to luke’s bed.

he was sleeping half sitting up, a colouring book and set of pencils splayed out on his lap. it was one you’d bought him for his birthday years ago. you had no idea he even used it.

quietly, you packed away the pencils and put them and the book on the side table. as you did, luke’s eyes cracked open. he frowned.

“y/n? are you okay?” he rubbed his eyes, sitting up straight and stretching his neck.

“can’t sleep,” you whispered.

he nodded and pushed his sheets off. he pulled a sweatshirt on and led you out of the cabin.

this was normal for you both. if one couldn’t sleep, you’d find the other and keep each other company until you felt you could rest. it was always nice knowing someone was there to talk to, or even just sit with. there was never resentment, never irritation from the other person. you would always come find each other. finding each other was like second nature to the two of you. you swore you could find luke in any situation, with your eyes closed, all your senses blotted out, by instinct and connection alone. you could find luke castellan without even a second thought.

you sat on the porch of the cabin with your legs hanging over the edge. luke’s legs were crossed.

“what are we doing for your birthday?” he asked finally.

you shrugged. “nothing, probably. maybe i’ll get some cake. i don’t know.”

“you didn’t do anything last year,” he protested. “you need to this year. it’s the big 18.”

“we didn’t do much for your eighteenth.”

he shrugged. “we did more than nothing, though, pretty girl. come on, we have to do something.”

you shook your head. “you wanna do something, you can plan it, pretty boy. i don’t mind.”

he sighed dramatically, leaning back and lying down on the rough wood. “fine. i will.”

you laughed quietly and lay back next to him, staring up at the wooden overhang above you.

you could feel his body heat against your arm as it lay between you. he was like a furnace, honestly, always radiating heat. it was nice in winter, but oftentimes stifling in summer. this was not one of those times. instead, you revelled in the closeness between you and almost—selfishly, confusingly—wished you were closer. maybe even close enough to touch.

your birthday was a quiet affair. your siblings wished you happy birthday and gave you a handful of small gifts, mostly beauty products and clothes that would fit you perfectly, even a cute bikini you put on under your clothes, and then you all went on with your day.

it was nice, honestly, getting well wishes but little attention. you needed no celebration or pizzazz, just friends, smiles and the occasional hug.

arms wrapped around your waist from behind. you yelped in shock and turned around, finding yourself face to face with luke. he had a bright smile on his face and a smudge of glitter on his cheek.

you reached up and ran your finger over it, trying gently to remove some to no avail. “you have glitter.”

“i have glitter everywhere. i guess that’s what you get for asking one of my siblings for wrapped paper.” he removed his arms from your waist to reveal a poorly wrapped gift in purple glittery paper.

you laughed, taking it. “i’m surprised you haven’t got more of it on you.”

“oh, believe me, princess, i do.” he cringed, stepping back slightly. “happy birthday.”

you smiled up at him and opened the present, ignoring the glitter sticking to your hands and the warmth in your chest and cheeks.

he thought you looked like the sun had come down to earth.

it was a colouring book and a set of pencils. you smiled widely and flipped through the pages, revealing beautiful art. “you remembered i wanted one?”

“yeah, mostly because you kept stealing mine to colour in,” he teased. “but of course i did.”

you reached out and hugged him. “thank you, luke!”

“come on,” he pulled back and took your hand. “present isn’t done yet.”

“what have you planned?” you groaned half-heartedly as he pulled you through camp, jogging slightly to keep up with his long strides.

“don’t sound so scared, princess, it’s a good thing. i promise.”

you just sighed with a smile and let him lead you to the dock.

there was a small basket at the end of it.

you gasped excitedly. “luke, you…”

“happy birthday, y/n.” he sat down and pulled you gently down to sit next to him. he opened the the picnic basket and handed you a sandwich and a mini juice box with a bashful grin. “i would’ve sprung for coke but mr d. has a monopoly on the stuff around here.”

you laughed slightly and began eating, sitting cross-legged and looking out at the lake. the sun beat down on your back and your entire body felt warm. you suddenly weren’t sure how much of that warmth was from the sun, and how much of it was from love.

love.

whoa.

you froze with your juice box halfway to your lips.

luke looked over at you. “you okay?”

you nodded slowly, eyes wide, and set down your juice and sandwich. “i wanna swim.”

he frowned. “okay? now?”

you nodded and stood up. you were wearing your new bikini anyway, so you just pulled your shirt over your head and dropped your shorts next to it. “you coming?”

his eyes were slightly wide, but he nodded and stood up, setting his food down too and removing his over clothes.

you sat down on the dock and slid into the water. it was cold, but more refreshing than shocking. you swam out a few paces as luke jumped in directly, the splash hitting you.

“luke!” you gasped as he surfaced.

he just laughed. “sorry, princess. you’re in the water anyway.”

you pouted at him, but couldn’t stay mad, instead, you watched him as he floated a few feet from you.

he looked confused. “are you okay? was it the sandwich?”

you shook your head. “the sandwich was fine. i’m just…” you pursed your lips and swam slightly closer. “was it me?”

he frowned even deeper. “was what you?”

“when i asked you the other day, you said you were in love with someone. was it me?”

you felt a little bad for putting him on the spot as he looked away, abashed, but when he looked back at you, eyes strong and jaw set, and said, “yes,” you didn’t regret a thing.

“why?” you asked before you could stop yourself.

“why not?” he shrugged. “why does the sun shine? why does the wind blow? just because that’s the way things are. and i guess… yeah, me being in love with you is the way it is.”

you were silent for a moment, a small smile on your face. “well, that’s good then. i’m not sure how long this has actually been a thing, luke castellan, but i guess that me being in love with you is also… just the way it is.”

he swam slightly closer, a smile breaking across his face. gentle, kind, pretty. “yeah?”

“yeah, pretty boy. now kiss me. it’s my birthday, after all.”

“yes ma’am,” he grinned. one of his hands slid around your waist, warm as ever in the cold water, and he pulled you closer to him. he savoured the moment for a beat, just studying your face, memorising the look in your eyes, the sun on your skin and the soft smile on your lips. then he pressed his lips to yours.

you finally understood what people meant when they said ‘fireworks’. they were right. kissing luke was like playing with fire or dancing in the rain, or watching christmas lights twinkle. it was exhilarating, sweet and safe all at the same time; pure and honest love. and he was one damn good kisser.

when he pulled away you were out of breath, treading water still. you swam backwards, pulling him with you by the hand on the back of his neck until you were in the cool shade of the dock, using it to keep you afloat. it was much colder under there, but at least now you had him to keep you warm.

#luke castellan #luke castellan x reader #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo x reader #pjo #charlie bushnell #luke castellan x you

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42spideys · 11 months

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TEDDY BEAR — e-42!miles morales x m!reader

synopsis: some miles hc’s about him dating a cute chubby boy and how he is with him!

pairing: earth 42 miles morales x male reader, earth 42 miles morales x black male reader

tags: m.reader, fluff, slightly suggestive, possessive miles, really intense love from miles

notes: IM GOING THROUGH BRAINROT OUGHHHH I LOVE U MILES

when you and miles got together it was a shock to everyone, especially you. you weren’t the most talkative person, ridiculously shy, but he still found himself drawn to you.

you were the cute chubby boy that he sat next to, he liked to sneak glances at you. enjoying who your cheeks puffed out when you were confused on a question, his favorite is when you give his arm a small tap and try to ask for help. he always teases you when this happens, he can’t help himself, you’re just to cute :((

you pouted at the math equation in front of you, you tried 16 different ways to solve it until you finally gave up. you glanced over to your seat partner, miles, he always made your face heat up. you chewed on your bottom lip, trying to hype yourself up to ask him for help in a way that was comfortable for you. you tapped his arm with a shaky hand, he tilted his head towards you with hooded eyes filled with boredom.

you almost forgot what you wanted to ask him, the way the sun bounced off his body, making him glow almost like an angel. everything about him was perfect to you, his eyes, his nose, his lips…you felt yourself get lost.

“focus, guapo, what did you tap me for,hm?” you felt your face burn in embarrassment, you slid the piece of paper towards miles with a pout, pointing at the question you were fighting for you life for.

cute. you were always really, really cute.

he follows you around the school, kinda like a bodyguard. you were happy to have him for company, he knew that you didn’t talk unless you either wanted to or had to, so when you guys were together he would do all the talking for you.

he is so protective over you even before you guys get together, glaring at people when they look at you funny, outright pulling you away from situations he finds weird.

and he’s so so jealous…

you could be in a one sided conversation with another student, giving small “mhms!” once and awhile, miles literally wrapped an arm around your shoulders and just walked away with you.

when you whine at him he’ll just give you a “she was talkin to you funny, don’t fall for that, rey.” you groaned a fake annoyance at him before giggling at his small pout.

and when you guys finally get together

he is going CRAZY

spoiling you with art of you, buying you your favorite snacks, little stuffed animals, cute collectibles, and so much more.

you’re his prince and he has to treat you like so! he won’t have it any other way >:(

“miles!? what the hell, you shouldn’t have gotten me this stuff! how much was-“ miles silenced you with a soft kiss to your lips, you whined at the contact. miles pulled away from your wet puffy lips with a smirk, “i’ll buy you whatever i want, you deserve it and so much more, so take it before i tackle yo ass.” you took the large bear and roses from miles arms, your face practically burning off.

miles was all giddy inside, he loved seeing you squirm and get flustered whenever he bought you practically anything. you weren’t used to getting gifts in the slightest, you barley got anything for your birthday and christmas, not that your parent didn’t care about you. money was just really really tight, miles knew that, that’s why he made it his mission to spoil you like you deserved to be spoiled!!

don’t let him catch you being insecure about yourself or saying anything mean about yourself, he will fr go off in disbelief

you’ll mutter something about, “i hate my tummy…i really gotta stop eating.” think miles wouldn’t hear that, but erm…

he absolutely did and damn near broke his neck trying to turn towards you, his face twisted in confusion

what do you mean by that?? who said you could say that about yourself??? do you want your ass beat or something?? (lovingly of course)

“the fuck did you just say?” miles glared at you, making you instantly shrink into yourself. you picked at your fingers, looking away from miles burning glare, “i said,” you heard him get up from his desk and walk over to you. he took your chubby face in his hand and made you look up at him, you instantly melted in his touch. “what did you say, hm? you talkin’ bad about my favorite boy?” “…i said i don’t like my tummy.” you mumbled, you heard miles give a laugh he only did when he was either about to fight or say something absolutely outrageous.

he sucked his teeth before pushing your back on the bed, he lifted your hoodie to expose your tummy, this made you shiver and pout at him. “miles! what are you-“

kiss.

huh?

kiss kiss kiss!

you start giggling as miles continues to kiss and bite your tummy, you tried to pull him away by his braids but he just bit you even harder leaving teeth marks. after he was done with his tummy attack he hovered above you, his gold chain you gifted him for his birthday dangling perfectly above you. “don’t let me catch you saying some dumb shit like that ever again, or i’ll find other ways to keep that pretty lil head of yours straight.” he cooed.

“miles, technically i cant do that because-“

“i will kick you out of my house.”

at first he really didn’t like physical affection, but after you guys made it official he would go crazy if he didn’t get to touch you at least 10 times a day

constantly having his hands or body on your or near you

coming behind you in the halls to wrap his arms around your midsection while getting his head in a nice and comfy position in the crook of your neck, holding your hands and locking pinkies with you, biting your cheeks when he got bored

always kneading your cute chubby tummy like a cat whenever he got the chance

he also loves your neck, like that’s top three on his list of favorite body parts on you. perfect place to leave hickeys and bites :3

“hold still, i’m not done.” miles has been sucking and biting your neck for what seems like hours, your neck was throbbing with pain, you still didn’t even know why he was so intense about giving you these marks. “miles, what the hell are you even doing?” you whimpered into miles ear, he grunted in accomplishment and had a huge smirk on his face. “give me my phone, let me show you my masterpiece.”

you handed him his phone in pure confusion, you rubbed at your sore neck with a pout. “jeez, my neck hurts.” miles chuckled at your complaining, “you could’ve told me to stop at any time, rey.” he unlocked his phone to go to his camera, he placed his hand under your jaw, lifting it upwards to the left. he made sure his hand was in the shot, the whole time he was taking pictures he had a smirk on his face.

“let me see what you’ve been torturing my neck for the past ten minutes for, please.” miles rolled over next to you and handed you his phone, “only because you asked so nicely.” as soon as you saw the pictures you thought you were gonna pass out, miles had somehow sucked his initials in your neck with a bite mark under it. you covered your face in embarrassment, quickly shoving your face in miles chest. “i cant stand you, how am i supposed to walk around with this?” you peaked up at miles who was still just smirking “that’s the point, i want everyone to know that you’re mine and mine alone.”

#earth 42 miles morales x reader #earth 42 miles x reader #earth 42 miles morales x male reader #earth 42 miles #earth 42 miles morales #miles morales #miles morales x reader #miles morales x male reader #miles morales fluff #earth 42 miles morales fanfiction #earth 42 miles morales fluff #spider man: across the spider verse #atsv #atsv x male reader #atsv x reader #42spideys

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jellycreamjammedart · 9 months

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I have such a brainrot idea of post-betrayal Cassie teaming up with Roxy to help get her out but with the elevator destroyed they have to take the long way back, aka going through the entire PizzaPlex again. Roxy is determined to get Cassie out no matter how hard it is but Cassie decides she has a lot more to do down there in the meanwhile.

First thing turning M.X.E.S security back on but it's very weak and vulnerable without the security nodes. The Mimic is down there somewhere still but it certainly will try to follow and escape once it's no longer stunned. So Cassie offers M.X.E.S her vanni mask as a first initial node (with M.X.E.S and Helpi instructing her how to do so,) so that the security bunny has some grounding to start on. This allows both Helpi and M.X.E.S to talk to Cassie through the mask's implant.

So on the long way back Cassie tries reactivating the parent nodes and child nodes.

Since she gets on better terms with M.X.E.S it no longer tries to get her killed, meaning most past threats aren't gonna be prone to attack her... but thats not enough for Cassie.

She goes out of the way to help those broken, confused things seemingly tortured beyond repair. She tries to save every thing stuck down there with her. She clings to the idea and need to there being some meaning in a little compassion in such cruel, twisted world.

Getting her hands dirty pulling trash and rotten food out of Chica's body to disobstruct these nasty things from her endo ontop of returning her voice.

Getting her hands scratched up trying to reboot Monty after draining the water he was electrified in.

Getting her hands sore trying to pull out every sharp metal seen impaling into Prototype Glamrock Freddy.

They join Cassie along with roxy.

Reactivating the mini Music Men, they help her through too vertical vents. Reactivating the wet floor bots.

Basically undo everything the Mimic tricked her into doing, with an additional offer of bits of kindness. It was her kind heart that led her down. It can lead her back up. And she's taking everyone up with her.

Trying to patch and fix Bonnie up. Recruiting the Daycare Attendant so they're not doomed to an empty lonely daycare.

Cassie tries to make everything better for everybody. By god does she wish she had the power to just fix literally everything! But she can't... so she sets on her heels and tries to fix whatever she *can* fix.

By the time they make their way back to the lobby where this nightmare and deception started, Cassie has gathered a large group of unlikely friends. They're finally here! They finally can leave. See the sun. Be free! Be happy again!

As beautiful of a sentiment that is... it's not that simple.

They can't all just leave; they need to stay to help M.X.E.S keep the Mimic sealed away. They're guardians as much as M.X.E.S is. And if a similar crisis happens again, M.X.E.S needs guardians to send distress signals to to come and help. It can't guard the place alone.

Cassie can leave though. She earned it. She deserves her happy ending. She did enough- no she did more than enough. She did more than many ever did.

But if it's her happy ending, then why does she feel her heart breaking? Why does it feel so unfair? Looking at those disfigured broken faces (or lack thereof, in the case of Prototype Glamrock Freddy,) she can see real friends there, despite everything they've gone through. Real friends that would show up to her birthday party in a heartbeat, she knows. Real friends that wouldn't leave her behind. She's never had such friends before in her life!

And now she's the one who has to leave them behind?

This feels awful. She feels awful. It doesn't feel like a happy ending at all. All she can bring herself to do is cry her heart out while hugging and clinging to those metal monsters.

But it's necessary, as painful as it is to part ways. It's the right thing. They have a very important mission in there, and Cassie has a whole life ahead of her-- she shouldn't stay really, there's no proper or safe food for her down there. And this is no place for a child, this is no longer the fun Freddy Fazbear's Mega PizzaPlex where people come to play, eat and watch the Glamrock band. Those are times long passed, long gone, and forgotten by most.

Besides, she can leave with her vanni mask, the first and now last node. Even if history repeats itself, there would always be one node left. It's a perfect safety plan.

Or... Cassie can choose to stay a little longer, if to check if there's anything else she can do... such as unlocking that mysterious scooper room... it sure is scary, the thought of getting down there again. But with those new friends by her side rather than trying to stop her, the trip back down is quite easier, if still rather dangerous due to the place's hazardous condition. But she will not fail this time. She's determined not to.

Maybe then, she can make everything right again, for them all, after all.

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astridthevalkyrie · 9 months

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Do you have any favorite Jumin x MC fics? I keep re-reading yours bc it’s so damn good

omg thank you!! that fic was in my wips for months i'm so happy people like all my self indulgent jumin fantasies lol

here are some i like on ao3 (and pre mha brainrot i read so many fucking jumin fics on ao3 it's insane):

cherry wine - really soft, really sweet, and realistic. i love rika but i cannot imagine being the new girl that everyone treats like her replacement.

I Can Give You Heaven - takes place on jumin's birthday and god oh my god i can't speak this fic is so good. perfect mixture of fluff and smut and ridiculously soft jumin.

Welcome Home, Master - yeah you know what this is based on the title LMFAO but anyways if you're one of the people into the jumin petplay thing this fic is for you. delicious 👏🏽 fuckin 👏🏽 smut

Sweeter Than The Finest - another really good smut fic featuring office sex. this author also has a couple other fantastic jumin fics, including yet another birthday sex one that i've read an unhealthy amount (i like the idea of spoiling him for his birthday??? sue me???)

Jumin's Call - jumin listens in on you and zen and it's the hottest thing ever and simulataneously the angstiest thing ever.

Purple Hearts and Tear Drops - LOVE this fic. ugh. i have a particular weakness for jumin x mc in v's route with all the angst potential and this fic delivers and goes above and beyond delivering

Unattainable - kinda retelling of jumin's route but with the twist that jumin is already married to sarah. very very good pining and buildup and it makes me tingly. also gives some much needed nuance to sarah and villainizes her a little less.

After End and Temporal Love - so this is probably my favorite mysme fanfic it's the best i've seen that utilizes the reset theory. equal parts seven/mc and jumin/mc (although the second part is just jumin/mc drabbles that take place in the universe) and just. good. good dialogue, good humor, good character stuff. jumin in this is just. sighhhhh. husband material <3 as always <3

#jumin han #jumin x mc #jumin x reader #mysme #fic recs

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iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia · 4 months

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The Arcana HCs: Lucio's Birthday

~ we interrupt our regular programming to bring you headcanons for Lucio's birthday as today is, in fact, January 13th. please, enjoy :) - brainrot ~

You're about to encounter something difficult enough to require weeks of planning

How do you plan a birthday celebration for someone who thrives on massive parties, but who also currently lives a nomadic lifestyle and is partially exiled from your hometown???

The answer: you spend well over two months preparing, and then hope that Lucio will be okay with this kind of event not happening every single year

You keep track of the names of the different adventurers you've partnered with over time, and leave messages and letters for them at the different towns you pass through with an invitation

You also negotiate with a town you pass through frequently to lend you the use of their square for a day or two. The townspeople know you better than most after all the jobs you've done for them

And then, for the month leading up to it, you have to both save money to throw the party with and lead you both back towards said town without arousing any suspicion

Two days beforehand, you hit the outskirts and convince Lucio to stay in a rundown barn at the edge of town instead of going in and seeing everyone who's shown up to celebrate

The next morning, you hand him the one-person job listing that you and the inn manager came up with to keep him busy out in the forest while you set up

To say he's less than excited after spending the night in a pile of hay is an understatement. Especially since you're not coming with him! Really, MC?

After he goes pouting off into the woods, you meet up with everyone who's made it in the town square. You set up tables, a bonfire, coordinate with your friends, and grab some supplies

Said supplies are to make the rundown barn a little cozier to make up for forcing Lucio to stay there yet another night when a perfectly comfortable inn is less than a mile away

Lucio comes back as the sun is setting with the wild boar he was commissioned to hunt and a pair of kicked wet puppy eyes that make your heart twist in your chest

Thankfully, the bedding and lanterns you brought back help to make up for it. The barn is filled with a cozy, warm glow as you start a pillow fight in the hay and eat dinner on the folded quilts

You stay up late with him that night, reminiscing on all the adventures you've had together and talking about a beautiful future for the two of you

When it hits midnight, you pull out a tiny cake for two and a candle and wish him happy birthday as his eyes light up from the treat

It's a beautiful thing to see how much he's grown. In the past, it would have taken a week of festivities and a mountain of presents to pass as satisfactory

Now his hair is shining golden and rumpled full of straw in the low lantern light, and he's savoring every bite of his cupcake on the floor of an old barn with a completely contented look on his face

You want to give him better, and you are giving him better, and it's made even sweeter by knowing it's something he doesn't expect

The least enjoyable part of the adventure is waking up at the crack of dawn and sneaking away while Lucio sleeps so you can haul the wild boar into town to be prepped for tonight's feast

You're able to catch a couple more hours of sleep, but by midday, Lucio is up and raring to enjoy his birthday

He's a little surprised when you ask to blindfold him (and even more surprised when, after you do, you take him on a long walk instead of back to bed)

When you finally give him his sight back, he's standing in the middle of the town square, surrounded by all the people he's worked next to and worked to benefit with the biggest grins

Yeah, he's used to being worshiped as the count with the big parties, but he's not used to a small crowd of people he respects showing up because they like him for who he is

He's going to cry. He's going to try to hide it. He's going to do a terrible job of hiding it. You're going to have eyeliner smudged on your shirt sleeves

The party is a roaring success. Your own budgeting aside, your party guests have chipped in where they can to make sure that food and wine flow freely all evening and night

(Bringing gifts would have only been inconvenient, with the traveler's lifestyle you two have)

And the shout of laughter that goes up when Lucio recognizes the roast beast slowly turning over the fire as the boar he was packed off to hunt is so loud it leaves your ears ringing

There's dancing, story swapping, strength competitions, and some of the bawdiest songs you've ever heard. And, of course, your partner, right in the middle of the fun and having the time of his life

Thanks to your late morning, you're able to party through the night and lead him back to your reserved room at the inn (finally! a bed!) just as dawn approaches

Your true birthday gift is the week off of jobs at a rented cottage that you spent the rest of your budget on. Lucio's so excited to spend a week being lazy that it almost keeps him from sleeping

#ask arcana brainrot #the arcana #the arcana headcanons #the arcana hc #the arcana game #lucio the arcana #lucio morgasson #happy birthday lucio morgassen #count lucio #montag morgasson

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g-ss4toru · 1 year

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kombucha.

━━☆⌒*. itoshi sae x reader

— in which itoshi sae is conflicted on whether he hates you or loves you.

form: fic

genre: fluff

notes: omg this is my first fic... the itoshi siblings brainrot is real!!! gosh i love them sm

warning(s): word 'shit' was used once, could be ooc sae,

Itoshi Sae hates you.

Because instead of him enjoying his free day with you (which was quite rare), in the comfort of his cozy apartment, he instead gets to experience the excruciating pain of heartbreak right before his very eyes.

He hates you have the audacity to ask him about some boy. More specifically, about how to confess your 'undying love' as you call it. Because one, out of all the people in the world, why him? Does he look like the type of person who specializes in that department? Two, you're asking him, the man who's been secretly crushing on you for three years?

How rude!

"Hey c'mon man! A friend needs your help here!" You exclaim as you poke his shoulder repeatedly. Sae, who was currently scrolling through his social media just sighs.

"What?" He replies, tone harsher than he expected. Though that didn't bother you one bit.

You furrow your brows in thought. "Oh! What do you think I should give him?"

Gosh you really are annoying huh?

"Well what is he like? Depend it on that." He grumbles. Actively ignoring the pang in his chest.

You hum in thought. "Well, he's sporty and..."

"And?"

"So serious! Sometimes boring and sometimes cool!"

(Of course he doesn't need to know that it was him you're describing. For now, at least.)

Wow what a guy. Sounds like an idiot if you ask him. But seriously, just what did you see in that dude? You totally deserve someone more than that! Someone with personality, he thinks.

But again, if you’re happy, and if you really really like the boy… He’ll support you. Because that’s what friends do right? They make their friends happy.

He hides the shake in his voice as he asks, "What does he like?"

"He likes kombucha tea!" You reply almost instantly.

It takes a moment for him to respond. "How about you give him a box full of kombucha?" He inquires.

You chuckle at this. "Seriously? A box of kombucha, Sae?"

"Hey, I like kombucha and I would appreciate a box of it if given by someone I like!" He exclaims.

There's a beat of silence that passes the air and Sae's getting concerned at the way you suddenly got quiet. Not to mention, your analytical gaze is making him melt.

“I’ll confess next week!” You announce with joy as you stand up. Wait, next week? But next week is his… birthday! Oh you’re really twisting the knife now.

You immediately fix your bag and put on your shoes that’s by the door. “I’ll get going now! Bye bye!”

And just like that, he’s alone in his apartment again.

Just like he expected, the week came by pretty quickly and it’s already the morning of October 10. He glances at his clock that rests on his bedside table. But the familiar ding! of his phone caught his attention.

(name): come to my house in the afternoon!^^

It’s 3 pm when your doorbell rings.

To no one’s surprise, you open the door to a well disguised Sae at your doorstep. With this, you open the door wider, ushering him to enter.

“Hey, happy birthday!” You greet as you lay out the cake on the table. It was simple and small since Sae wasn’t into desserts that much.

He glances at the cake then to your face. You look so pretty with the color of the lit candles lightening your face. He looks at how your hair is a bit disheveled, there’s a smudge of flour on your cheeks and the messily written “Happy Birthday Sae!” didn’t go unnoticed by him.

You usher him to make a wish and to blow the candles.

Now, Sae doesn’t believe in wishes but if it meant seeing you like this any chance he gets, he’ll believe in it for the rest of his life.

He closes his eyes momentarily then blows out the candles. “I’ll get us a slice. Just wait in the couch for a while!” You said as you scurry off into the kitchen.

“So uh, how did it go?” He asks.

“What did?”

“The confession.”

Theres a moment of silence before he hears a, “Oh! I haven’t done it yet.”

He hums in reply, imagining the future probabilities of your confession. Every scenario he could think of was making his heart beat fast. What if—

Just then he feels the cushion beside him dip. Oh it’s you. And you’re holding a box of… kombucha!

Wait, a box of kombucha? But why?

"What's all of this for?" He suddenly asks.

Your stare was unimpressed. Sure, Itoshi Sae was a genius, but this was only limited to soccer. Everywhere else, he's a bit clueless as shit.

"I love you Itoshi Sae." You whisper, just for him to hear.

This makes him speechless. There's so much emotions going off inside him that all he feels is the need to kiss you.

So, he does. He grabs your cheeks so tenderly and places his lips on yours just as careful.

And when you both part away, it felt like a heavy weight was lifted off of his shoulders.

There's red dusting the tips of his ears and your cheeks feel warm.

You hold out his hands, rubbing small circles on his knuckles.

"You really got the box of kombucha huh?" He chuckles, hands intertwining with yours.

"Are those the salted kind?"

#this took me waaay too long #I WANT ME SOME SAE ITOSHI 😞#first fic?!?!#blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #blue lock #sae itoshi #sae itoshi x reader

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honniedonnie · 2 years

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Did you know Fennec foxed mate for life? Tighnari x GN!Reader ANGST

TW/CW: Major character death, (the reader is already dead) grief, depression, faking a happy personality, hurt/no comfort, mention of intense pain, you are cremated (out of spite, rant at the end)

Pronouns: They/Them

Notes: 1(one) mention of Y/N, the rest are pronouns or pet names. (i.e. darling, my love, etc.) You and Tighnari were married. I Wrote a mini rant at the end that was supposed to be included at the beginning, but it got longer that what I thought. (that’s what she said lol)

Word Count: 675 words

EDIT: whoops, there's a part 2 (two) also part 3 (three)

Masterlist

This is going to be my first time writing fanfiction since 2017 (I was 14 years old…) The only reason I’m writing is because I’ve got MAJOR brainrot over this Prompt

By the way if there are any grammar issues please tell me. I will fix them because I apparently have anxiety over making a grammar mistake(s). (I learn something new about myself)

“Fennec foxes are monogamous and mate for life” (source - Fennec Fox | San Diego Zoo Animals & Plants)

‘It was supposed to be a simple walk, it was supposed to be a simple walk, it was supposed to be a simple walk’ Tighnari’s mind repeated the same sentence over and over again along with the image of his lover's dead body. Tighnari looked over your urn, twisting the gold ring on his left hand. You were only cremated after a couple days of discovering your body, your cause of death was clear; you decided to go for a walk into Avidya Forest, and decided to take a nap near a patch of flowers, only to never wake up. A withering zone appeared when you were sleeping. You died peacefully, at least that is what the coroner told him. Nightmares plagued his sleep; him seeing you in pain, and there was nothing he could do except to watch you die. The same nightmare; over and over again. There was a period of time that he absolutely refused to sleep; replacing sleep with caffeinated teas. It got to the point where Collei and other Forest Watchers had to replace his caffeinated tea leaves with calming/sleeping tea leaves. It took some time for Tighnari to believe that you died peacefully, and even longer for him to stop blaming himself over your death. (even though there was nothing he could’ve done)

Eventually he forced himself to be happy; to be his former self. Even though his former self died alongside you. While the Forest Watchers and Rangers were relieved to have their Chief Officer back, they still had to be careful whenever they mention you. Even if he’s 100 feet away he can still hear them talking; talking about you, how you were too young, how heartbroken the Chief Officer was (is) about your death, and evening wondering if he would move on! Once he heard, oh boy was he furious. How dare they even think about that. Move on from the LOVE OF HIS LIFE! His lover, his darling, his partner, the person whom he’d married! Him?! Find someone else? He still has his wedding ring underneath his gloves, for Archons’ sake! Poor Collei had to drag him away before something bad happened.

Tighnari’s was never the same after you passed. Around the days before and after your and his birthdays, anniversaries (both wedding and death) he refuses to leave his home, spending days taking care of the memorial he had for you. Cleaning your urn, clearing the dust from your self-portrait he had commissioned for as a birthday gift. (Took a lot of self restraint to not cry at the portrait, but sometimes he fails) He does try and get better, but how can he when he wakes up to an empty spot on the bed. How can he when you’re not there to kiss him goodbye and tell him to have a great day, and to be safe! Oh, and also not to eat some random mushrooms… again. How can he when everything reminds him of you, how can he…

“Collei, who’s (Y/N)?” A certain floating companion asked. A golden-haired traveler pondered as well; who was this mysterious person?

“Shh, lower your voice Paimon.” Collei looked all over as if she was looking for someone. Deemed it to be safe, Collei answered the question.

“They’re, I mean they were Master Tighnari’s spouse, umm they’d passed away a couple of years ago. He’s still grieving, so please don’t mention them in front of him!” Collei pleaded with the traveling duo.

“Wait…How did you know about them?” “We overheard one of the Forest Rangers mentioning them”

“I see… Though I’m a little bit offended you didn’t ask me about my spouse” A new voice speaks out.

“Tighnari! Hehe, you were here! Wait, your spouse? Aren’t they, you know, dead?” Paimon insensitively asked. Only realizing her mistake after seeing the faces of the traveler and Collei. “Don’t you know? My kind, we only have 1 (one) mate for life”

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I’m taking a wild guess that burials are the norm considering A FUNERAL PARLOR EXIST! (I know some funeral parlors offer cremation services) Also Mondstadt has a cemetery behind the cathedral. ALSO HU TAO’S VOICE LINES (2 (two) lines about coffins, and 1(one) mention of burial) (Also if Liyue, Inazuma, and Sumeru are inspired by asian countries, then CREMATION SHOULD BE THE PREFERED METHOD OVER A BURIAL (source- List of countries by cremation rate - Wikipedia)) You know what! NO YOU ARE FUCKING CREAMATED I AM DOING IT OUT OF SPITE!

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borderlinebox · 1 year

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Sup! hope you’re having a great day 😮💗 having childhood best friend brainrot- “you have my back right?” x “lmao probably” cheesy but I eat that shit up every time

could you write a oneshot or headcannon

for chishiya? He’s gotten/done something that’s worth celebrating (maybe it’s his birthday, got first place or a hundred on his test, got into the college that he applied to) he’s never been told by someone that they’re proud of him not even from his old man so he went on with his day expecting nothing special

But but BUT chishiya hears the familiar patterned knocks on his window, how they managed to get up there without his father knowing is beyond him but he’s relieved considering his old man isn’t all that fond with them (In this scenario id imagine that chishiya’s father wouldn’t really like us bc of our shortcomings? something like that...and if he isn’t friends with our parents)

they sneak (more like drag) him out with a lot of convincing and celebrate by going into places he would tolerate or enjoy,,rip his friend’s allowance 💸 At the end of the night they both end up on a park bench with store bought cake with messy written icing “I’m so pr he I did it bitch!!” done by yours truly. they do say it to him and give him a short side hug before he gets back home tho

Feel free to decline this! take care ⭐️

Celebrate With Me!

Summary: Reader acknowledges Chishiya's accomplishments.

Pairing: Chishiya x Reader

Warning: That good cliche shit, FLUFF, cuteness overload, not proofread!!!, changed a few things up!

A/N: ISTG I'm boutta make a Chishiya X Bestfriend! Reader bundle because these requests are too cute!! Hope you have a great day as well and take care too ^^ <3 I am incredibly happy and proud on how this turned out!!! Spent a literal 2 hours straight on it because I lost some progress and I'm gonna have my ass whooped later but this should cover the blow LOVE YALL AND THIS REQQQ ♥

Feedback is highly appreciated!!!

Chishiya sat upon his desk chair, currently finishing up some notes. Just things he's learnt or felt like he found interesting. He could use it in the future. Distant music playing from his favorite band echoed softly in his room.

There wasn't much to do. He'd recently gotten a letter from a university he had applied to - which he was successfully accepted in. He could say he was happy for himself but it just wasn't that exciting or celebration-worthy to him.

He continuously tapped the tip of the pen against the table in a rhythm, re-reading the paragraphs of various words.

SMACK

The sudden noise caught Chishiya's attention as he quickly twisted his head towards the loud noise. There, on his window, a handprint was seen as it was slowly sliding down the window, failing to stick.

Its fingers soon danced on the window, creating multiple and small taps across the glass pane without a proper flow of beat.

Chishiya sighed and stood up and opened the window to reveal his friend struggling to hold onto his window's support,

"Y/N, What are you doing here?" He wasn't at all surprised. He was just more so concerned why you were currently hanging by a thread on his window.

"I'll tell you when I get inside. Right now let's focus on the part where you shoULD BRING ME INSIDE." You flailed your legs around as you struggled to even breathe properly.

He hissed at you to stay quiet and helped you up to sneak inside.

There was a voice, somewhere in his mind where he actually wanted to leave you hanging for a while to amuse himself but that would have been a bad idea.

Once you had both your feet on the floor of his bedroom, you dusted yourself off and took a much needed breather. You had been running to his house since 45 minutes ago. It was hard with the troublesome traffic and people yelling at you as you swerved your way through them, you're just glad you've finally reached his humble abode.

"Right, Explain." He said bluntly, doing his signature move; placing his hands into his pockets. "How did you even get up here?"

You shaked your hand profusely, deflecting the topic. "Never mind that-, guess who found out when your birthday iiiisss?" You looked up at him with a tired yet mischievous grin.

"I'm guessing you."

"Me," You announced proudly while facing your thumb towards yourself, chest up in victory. "And you wanna know what I'm gonna do about it?"

"Please don't." Chishiya sighed, point-blankly. Unfortunately, there was no hope of changing the situation's circumstances because he knew when you were hooked on something, it's sure that you'll be hell-bent on getting it, no matter how stupidly dangerous or ridiculous it may seem.

You laughed before dropping down to the carpeted floor of his room and picking up your sling bag. "Now, as I was saying," Your finger dramatically pointed towards the bag. "We gotta celebrate! So we're going out and hang!"

"I really rather not." He stood his ground, stubbornly declining your offer.

"Come on, you're gonna celebrate your birthday with me!" You teased with the same playful grin you gave him. He was always so stubborn when it came to things he accomplished or failed - whether you wanna celebrate it or cheer him up. Either way, you were going to be even more stubborn than him this time.

"No." He muttered out sternly.

"Yes," You pushed with determination. "We are."

"No."

"Yes."

"No"

"Yes"

"No-"

"Why not??" You broke the repetitive, single-worded debate and gave him a sad look. "You never celebrate anything. Don't you want me to show you how happy and proud I am for you, Chishiya?"

Chishiya seemed to be broken from his train of thought at his words. He was silent, but you could tell that he was processing your words and calculating a response as if he was some kind of robot. You'd have to be honest, he kind of is one sometimes-

"Fine, I'll go and celebrate my birthday." Was all he said, his condescending look seeming to have disappeared - replaced with an unreadable expression.

It didn't feel like an answer at all - you felt disappointed. But you decided to push away those feelings for later because you were still ecstatic about your achievement and that's what mattered.

"W-Wonderful! You go get prepared or something!" You told him in a panic frenzy and opened the window from where you cam from. "I'll wait for you to climb out the window!"

And before waiting for his response, the last thing Chishiya saw of you was you already dipping out of the window and landed on the lush grass, in pain - as he presumed. He quickly changed and made his way down the stairs, being granted the permission to leave.

Chishiya would probably be lying if he said he wasn't at least a little bit concerned for your well being when you jumped out of that window.

To his surprise, when he went outside, he saw you standing proudly with a little dirt in your hair and face.

"You goof??" He asked, eyeing you up and down.

"Perfect, Great! I didn't get hurt, totally didn't - I think I sprained my wrist but that's totally fixed now." You spoke quickly, not even giving him a chance to say another word since you had grabbed him by his wrist. "Now come on! We don't have all day."

"Was this necessary?" Chishiya mutters blankly as he takes in the view of the park. It was a rather quiet, and less populated park wherever you and Chishiya both lived. Not many people visited everyday but there were still some who came often. Parks that were more widely known had a bigger crowd and you know Chishiya enough to know that he doesn't like big crowds. Especially the noise that comes with it.

"It was either this or the carnival next place." You turned to him and raised your brow.

"I think I prefer the park." He shrugged. It wasn't a bad place at all - Fairly clean and a decent view. You would sometimes come here alone and think, maybe even attempt to bring Chishiya over. But he was either busy or too stubborn to go. Thankfully, you managed to corner him.

Even though Chishiya let you take him here this time.

Both of you took your time there, having deep talks which mostly started off with why he hadn't really celebrated many past birthdays, which made you frown a lot. Chishiya thought it was half a mistake to give you that information after you had told him that you were gonna celebrate his birthday for him every year instead.

He may be lying if he didn't appreciate it.

The rest of the time, both of you walked and talked on the more philosophical topics. Just the precious quality time between two great lov friends, walking underneath the cloudy weather with strands of sunlight pushing through and landing on the cobblestone pavements.

It didn't seem much as a birthday celebration to the regular human etiquette but you could care less because both of you were having. swell time. Even if neither of you said it. It was a bonding time that didn't need the use of an explanation and more of a feeling.

Your eye was caught by a flock of ducks roaming around a side of a pond next to a woman selling duck food or pieces of bread. Chishiya must've noticed this since you had fully stopped walking and stood in place, staring at them.

"You wanna feed the ducks?" His voice brought you out of your mini daydream, he had his natural high charm evident in his face and voice.

"I, well, if you want to. It's your birthday, not mine.." You mumbled out, it was a bit low for anyone to actually process your words, seeing that you would be a little upset that you didn't feed those ducks.

"Okay then," He lightly smiles and walks his way past you with a bored yet slightly amused expression. "Let's go feed those ducks."

Like a little kid who had been given permission to sleep over at his friend's house, you giddily smiled and practically swooshed right on past him and over to the woman selling the small bits of food.

You quickly bought two small bags and handed one over to Chishiya. He took the bag filled with small, multiple pieces of duckfeed into his hands and looked back up at you. "If I'm gonna feed the ducks, you've gotta feed them too." You told him with a bright smile before kneeling down to the ducks.

Chishiya opened the bag and shook around its contents before taking out a handful and throwing it onto the ground the ducks stood upon with a blank face.

However, you had a cute and dorky smile on your face while you handfed them all equally. Some of them bit you by accident but it was no more painful than a light pinch. Your smile was bright enough to light up a whole room, Chishiya thought as he held back the urge to smile at your antics.

A chuckle from the old vendor caught both of your attention. When she noticed she sighed softly, "Sorry,"

You smiled, "No worries! It's absolutely fine! Why were you chuckling anyway?" Hand finding its way to the bag full of duck feed to gather some more and hand over the pieces to the ducks.

She grinned at the both of you. "Both of you are so cute, are you a couple?"

The question caught both of you off guard. You could quite literally feel the tension rise in the atmosphere. You felt your breath hitch and your lungs close as it denied you to breath from the sudden question.

"No! No, heh, we're just friends." You shot up with an awkward smile at the lady who had understood the tension between her and you both. You look back up at Chishiya with a nervous look on your face. "Isn't that right, Chi?"

He appeared to have froze due to your question. Or was he just standing still and silent because he had zoned out? Was he deeply immersed in his thoughts?

"No, we're friends." Chishiya confirmed. You expected that answer but you couldn't help but feel the pang in your heart when he actually said it.

The vendor nodded and apologized once again for asking such a question. She went back to her small stand to mind her own business instead.

Now you and Chishiya kept on feeding the ducks until both your bags were completely empty, all in awkward silence. Not one of you tried to break the ice since it appeared that no one had anything to say after that question.

You turned to thank the lady before leaving with Chishiya without a word.

Upon arriving back at the park's entrance Chishiya decided to finally break the silence. "Well? Where are you dragging me off to next?" He asked, raising a brow at you. You had almost completely forgotten the reason why you had went out in the first place.

"Oh, yeah. I forgot." Slipping your hand into your slingbag, you pulled out a small crumpled paper and unfolded it.Chishiya tried to lean in and read but you pulled the paper closer to you. "Hey! Don't peek on the surprise." You pouted, forgetting all about the question for a moment.

He put his hand up defensively but it was no more than a sarcastic tease. "No peeking." He repeats before shoving his hands into his pockets once again. Chishiya was almost never seen with his hands outside his pockets outside of his home. It was almoat natural and expected.

Once you were sure he wouldn't peek again, you opened up the piece of paper before folding it once more.

"I got an idea."

"You looked at the paper which most likely had the idea.

"I have an idea." You repeated, dismissing his smart assness. "Follow me!" And once again, you boldly took a hold of his wrist and started to dash to whatever place you were dragging him to next.

The warm light of the welcome sign greeted the both of you as you stood outside a relatively new, and decently small café. And sketchy enough, the stores it was between in was a shady dentist's office and a run-down, forever closed drug store.

"This is the new coffee shop that opened last week." Chishiya noticed, looking up at the hangout's name to remember it. "It certainly has a sketchy location."

"That's cause this was the only place the owner could afford. In fact, they're actually quite creeped out by the stores beside it. I feel bad." You explained briefly, glancing at the side shops. "But that's not what we're here for, dear friend."

You pushed him inside the cafe and it was definitely much better on the inside than the out. It had relatively creamy walls and warm lights. You were surprised that the place wasn't filled with people. Tempting enough to keep this place as a secret, all to yourself.

"Sit the hell down." You brought Chishiya to a corner seat - which is, in a natural rule, one of the best seats a restaurant or any place could ask for - and sitting in front of him.

"It isn't a bad place, I'll give it that." Your bleach haired friend admitted, his eyes still roaming around. "What gave you the idea?"

A giggle escaped your lips, "I wanted to try it out. I actually visited the place a few days ago. It was completely different than now. They changed it a lot." You shrugged, "And I thought of you when I stepped in here. I thought you'd like the place."

Chishiya smiled lightly, which was again; rare. "It's good."

"Better than-"

"I haven't decided yet." He cut you off before you could finish which resulted in you giving him a cheeky smirk.

He couldn't help but feel good about himself when you admitted that you thought of him when you found this place. It felt truly honorable than his straight A's and cards with that big ol' red 'Accepted' on it. It was something near to a foreign feeling.

"About what that vendor said-" You were immediately cut off by a waiter coming up, asking for your orders. You coughed into your arm at the sudden surprise and ordered your preferred drink.

Chishiya glanced at you and the waiter, what was with the question? He quickly ordered his own drink as you thanked the waiter before they left.

Another set of an awkward silence filled between the both of you. He was curious about your earlier question but didn't want to push you, you looked embarassed enough after choking on your own spit.

"Don't think about it. She just made a mistake, it's fine." Chishiya wanted to say something else but decided to take matters into his own hands instead. "It's not that uncommon. Sometimes expected."

You nodded at his words. "Right.. I forgot, they have board games here! You wanna play?" You beamed up, changing the subject. He glanced his eyes to the side, finding the board games that you were talking about.

All of them were stacked on a small bookshelf that had a good amount of books on it as well.

"Sure, we'll play." He shrugged without a care. "Why don't you choose the game, Y/N?"

You hummed out a yes and took your time; reading all the board game labels. There were many of them but you wanted to try out something bold, something Chishiya would actuallu want to play with you. "Ah! Chess."

Why Chess? You finally processed your declaration.

"Oh, Chess?" Chishiya looked back at you. What a bold declaration of war. "Sure, why not."

You felt yourself gulp and begin to pray for your mistakes and for your well being, choosing a game like this against a guy like Chishiya. You've already made a decision and stood up and made your walk of shame towards the small chess board.

Bringing the board to your table, you gathered yourself the confidence and smacked the board down.

"Bring it on, Shuntaro." A smirk appeared on your face, a bold glimmer in your eyes.

"I think I'm gonna be sick." You burp out, watching your side of the chess board with bored and tired eyes. You've already accepted your death wish an hour ago.

Now you were here with two empty cups, 3 hours that passed by and found yourself with only a King and a Pawn against Chishiya's fucking army. You've paid for your drinks an hour ago and you were still here, suffering.

"You chose the game." He defended. He looked unchanged - just the same guy three hours ago. Meanwhile you sat in front of him, a hand in your hair and tired eyes.

You weren't sleepy, you were just tired of watching your entire empire fall.

"You're enjoying this, I know it. Behind those blank eyes of yours? You're enjoying this." An almost pathetically dramatic voice of sulking came from you as you connected your forehead onto the table.

You could feel him shrug in front of you.

"But alas!" You rose dramatically, "That was my plan all along!" You moved your king to the line of sight of his queen, making yourself lose. "I forfeit. Besides, we're gonna miss the best part of today!"

Chishiya watched as you obliterated yourself and throwing the chess pieces off the board and clean up. "Fun game." He responded to your actions.

"It was not at all fair." You pushed and closed the board up when you finished counting off the chess pieces and went off to put it back in respect. "You're far smarter than me and you know it."

"You chose th-"

"Yeah, Yeah. 'I chose the game' and whatnot, I get it." You echoed him in an immature tone of voice, but you'd never deny his intelligence. He technically carried you through physics and math.

He stood up and walked out beside you, hearing the same waiter who served you both give their thanks.

"The last stop shouldn't be too far from here." You were looking at that old crumpled piece of paper you had a while ago.

After just a few minutes, maybe 10, of walking, you found both yourselves in front of a popular convenience store joint that you and Chishiya always went to for a quick lunch or snack break when you were both in highschool.

You lead him to a black bench right across the small store and placed your things down, taking your wallet out your bag.

"Stay here." You smiled before running into the building.

Chishiya stared at the all too familiar black bench. No, he didn't sit, the black bench gave him an overflow of memories when you both hung out here. You and Chishiya would buy anything you both wanted and were able to buy from the store and sit out here, exchanging notes and occasionally jokes. He smiled at the thought.

"I told you to sit!" You pointed at him accusingly as you held a brown paper bag in your other arm. The sounds of the bells on the doors clinged together when you exited the building.

"I was." Chishiya turned his way to you.

"After almost 10 minutes of me being in there? Come on." You chuckled and decided to sit down on the black bench yourself. He followed right after you. "Check out what I got!"

You ruffled your hand into the paper bag with joy, tongue sticking out and biting softly on the muscle. "Boom!" You cheered when you took it out.

It was a small almost medium, cute pink cake - which was his favorite whipped strawberry flavor - with Chishiya's favorite cookies decorated on the outer curve.

You handed it to chishiya with the same dorky smile you had when you were feeding the ducks at the park. He observed the writing on the cake with narrow eyes.

'Hapi'

'You de'

'Congratatulations!!!'

Despite the spelling error, and the very messy writing, you still smiled like an idiot and Chishiya couldn't help but appreciate the fucked up cake. He actually showed you his smile that time.

Can you believe it? Making Chishiya smile 3 maybe even 4 times today?

It made yourself smile even wider that you had to put your chin on your hands.

"You spelled 'Congra-"

"I'm aware of my mistake Chishiya but there's clearly no more room for anymore mistakes on that cake." You pointed at the cake which really did have no more room for anymore icing.

He exhaled with a smile, his way of laughing or chuckling at you genuinely at best, before opening the plastic lid.

"Oh and, if you want anymore of your bland ass cookies, there's more in the bag. Can't understand why you like that crap." You jokingly gave him a cringed look and stuck your tongue out in disgusted exaggeration. But, you got it for him.

"Fork?" Chishiya asked, looking back up at you.

"Oh shit, yeah I forgot." You opened up your sling and pulled out two plastic forks. "I figured that there wasn't going to be any free forks in the store so I decided to bring some."

Handing him one, you were more than ready to eat the cake with him.

As both of you dipped in for the first bite, you both heard the sounds of popping in the sky which caught Chishiya off his guard.

Fireworks were in the sky. All different colors, blending in so well in the night sky.

"Would you look at that." You said in awe through the cake in your mouth. "I wonder who put that there."

"You did something, didn't you?" Chishiya looked at you, unamused but still appreciative. You could tell it through the way how soft his eyes looked. It was much softer and quite happier than usual, and you were proud.

"I may have asked some friends." You shrugged, meeting his gaze.

Both of you had not only the warm light emitting from the convenience store, but the different colors of the fireworks that temporarily glowed on both of your faces.

You thought he looked so pretty in all of the colored sparks of light. You could get used to his eyes if it were like this.

"I'm really happy and proud of you, Chish." You said all full of truth, hitting his shoulder playfully. "You need to hear it sometimes, no?"

"I guess." Chishiya answered with a shrug again, lifting another fork full of cake near his mouth. "Thanks, I think."

You chuckled, finally hearing those words come out of his mouth felt so satisfying to you. You were even sure he never really said it all to anyone. The sparks in the sky continued to flash in the sky all so beautifully. "Don't mention it."

Maybe he could get used to this, having someone like you. It made him feel all warm and proud for once.

#aib #alice in borderland #alice in borderland x reader #chishiya x reader #x reader #chishiya shuntaro #aib x reader #chishiya shuntaro x reader #box writes #chishiya

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twistedtummies2 · 19 days

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Happy Birthday to James!

"A tad conceited and really quite vain..."

"...He knows we love him just the same!"

(Bravo if you know where that quote comes from. Hint: involves a completely different James...one who is equally flamboyant and also wears a coat of red.) Taking a break from Rankings for the day, as today is the birthday of my OC for Twisted Wonderland, James Killian! (Based on Captain Hook from Peter Pan.) To celebrate, here's a few pieces of art that he's appeared in. Two of them are the work of @twisted-brainrot, the other two are the work of the "Shy Art Anon." Feel free to send Asks for the Roi des Pirates, if you like. I'll answer them in-between commission work. ;)

#disney #twisted wonderland #oc #james #james killian #captain hook #peter pan #happy birthday james

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dcsertrose · 1 year

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𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔪𝔶 𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔤 . . .

hi! my name is Reen! My pronouns are she/her. This is a multifandom writing space dedicated to several ships and characters. Antis and MDNI. This blog is 18+ and dead dove friendly, a lot of my stories include dark content so beware the tags. All my fics are on my ao3! You can also find me on twitter! My ask box is open for all things fics and hc related! Feel free to brainrot with me.

MASTERLIST

Attack on Titan:

• To you, 2000 years later — rated e 18+ [in progress]

Mikasa and Eren are reincarnated in the modern world. They reunite after 19 years as university students. He remembers everything but she doesn't recall a single thing about their past life. They fall in love with each other all over again and that love entails dire consequences.

• Two’s a company, three’s a party. — rated e 18+ [completed]

A one-shot set in the 2000 years universe. Eren and Armin spoils Mikasa for her birthday. An EMA threesome.

• To the boy who sought freedom, happy birthday. — rated e 18+ [completed]

Mikasa surprises Eren with a picnic for his birthday. They fuck under the tree. That's it. That's the plot. Another one shot set in the 2000 years universe.

Jujutsu Kaisen:

Love is the most twisted curse of all: A 3 chapter fic focused on the life of Toji Fushiguro and how he met and lost the love of his life (Megumi's mother) — rated e 18+ [in progress]

unpublished:

• Requiem for a dream (loosely based on the AnR theory) — rated e

Eren completes the Rumbling. He's crowned king of Eldian empire and the new world. Mikasa failed to do what needed to be done. Gravely injured mid battle, she and Levi escape on Falco's titan to find refuge. Consumed by power and madness, Eren only seeks one thing. Mikasa on her knees and begging him for mercy.

• In the eyes of the ocean — rated e 18+

An Arumika ( Armin x Mikasa ) fic that explores their relationship post Rumbling/139.

• It will always be you — rated e 18+

Mikasa reflects on her relationship with Eren. Set during the 4 year timeskip; Kiyomi Azumabito reaches out with an offer to reinforce the ties between Paradis and Hizuru. A marriage proposal between Mikasa Ackerman and the lieutenant colonel of the Hizuru military.

• The good doctor (inspired by the House M.D episode 'informed consent') — rated e 18+

17 year old Mikasa Ackerman becomes infatuated with 30 year old Eren Jaeger, the son of her family doctor.

• Queen of the damned (inspired by the 2000 adaptation) — rated e 18+

This au follows the vampire Eren Jaeger who has awaken from his slumber and reinvents himself as a rock star in the music world. His music wakes Ymir, the queen of all vampires, and inspires her desire to make Eren her king. Meanwhile, Mikasa Ackerman, a young archaeologist from London with a fascination for the dark side is instantly drawn to Eren; aka vampire rockstar Eren + archeologist Mikasa.

• What's your number? — rated e 18+

Mikasa decides to track down her exes to see if she missed out on Mr. Right. When she has trouble locating them, she asks her neighbor Eren, who sleeps with a different woman every night and sneaks out the morning-after to avoid talking to them, to help her. Presenting hot girl Mikasa + fuckboy Eren in a romcom.

#masterlist #about me #fanfics

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damagedintellect · 11 months

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Skk Brainrot for Dazai’s BDay

💌 Unfortunate happenstance: Chapter 1 💌

Summary: Most people weren't supposed to find out until after they present in their teens but according to the papers in his tiny hands getting an estimated percentage was fairly easy by less than legal means and at the bottom of the page with 100% certainty Dazai's Fate was sealed. Knowing from a young age that he was going to present as an Omega Dazai tries everything in his power to delay his presentation. The world was already laughing at him by making Chuuya an alpha so out of sheer will power and spite when his birthday hit he didn't present. For months he seemed to be in the clear until one mission they were ambushed and chained together. It was at such an in opportune time that he finally felt himself slip.

Notes: Happy Birthday Dazai~ I didn’t finish my drawing so have this wip instead, A/B/O Dynamics, Alpha Chuuya, Omega Dazai

💌 Word count: 3,394 💌 You Are Here | Next Chapter =>

Dazai alway knew he had a twisted worldview compared to most. It made living difficult at times and if he could change it he would but he knows too much about the cruelty of the world to really care. He saw his parents care too much and it lead to their double suicide. Which is probably what has warped his view of romance but he was too young to process that information because his mind was elsewhere shuffling through the documents that were scattered on the floor. He didn't understand the importance of secondary genders at the time. Most people weren't supposed to find out until after they present in their teens but according to the papers in his tiny hands getting an estimated percentage was fairly easy by less than legal means. Society had dictated that certain individuals were not made equal and at the bottom of the page, with 100% certainty Dazai's Fate was sealed.

Society had cultivated Dazai's cynicism from then on. Life was meaningless and there's not exactly any value to living when you're accomplished, that's not to say that Dazai has accomplished anything noteworthy but from an intellectual standpoint he was leagues above his age group and therefore abandoned by the world. Isolated by society. That's why he was initially scouted for an organization called "The Sheep" but it didn't suit his tastes. They were a group created in hope to live a better tomorrow and Dazai barely wanted to live today.

He felt empty and the numbness, while nothing new, seemed to be the only thing driving his actions at the moment. That's how he's landed himself in his current position under Mori's wing, after being his recurring patient for the better half of the year. He found the self proclaimed "Beta" interesting and when he offered his guiding hand to Dazai the latter already had nothing to lose.

He wouldn't regret his decision until later when he would be forced to work with the "king of the sheep" Chuuya Nakahara. Dazai wasn’t easily swayed by what was considered involuntary human reactions but the twist in his gut when he met the redhead had him dazed almost flustered despite his calm uninterested demeanor. For some reason the shorter boy could get under his skin in a way that no one has before. Naturally Dazai being Dazai, he craved control over this newfound sensation that Chuuya sparked within him. For Dazai emotions and feelings were already hard to interpret and now this pull he feels towards Chuuya was also a burden. The bet to make Chuuya his dog for life wasn't on a whim. Dazai had come to the arcade earlier to spill water on the controls. What Dazai didn't expect was for Chuuya to double down after the loss. For the first time in years Dazai's smile was genuine.

After that the redhead seemed to disappear from Dazai's life. Of course Dazai kept tabs on him, his "Chuuya's a sore loser" weekly newsletter was not going to write itself. Dazai wasn’t exactly sure why he’d spend hours thinking about the redhead. Even though it was more or less thinking of ways to annoy and or kill Chuuya he didn't know why his brain put so much effort in it. Or why he felt irritated that despite being the one to recruit him Mori refused to let Chuuya be under him. Instead, placing him in Kouyou's care. That fateful day they finally passed each other in the hallway. Something snapped in his usual uninterested calm demeanor. As he angrily shouted "You're my dog!" and some long winded rant about how he was supposed to be catering to Dazai's needs.

When Chuuya barked back copying Dazai's lead by closing the distance Dazai noticed a few subtle changes. The first was that Chuuya's scent was much stronger than it had been a moment ago. He also seemed like he was tense, sweating and almost holding himself back. By the time Dazai finally mentioned his physical state, Chuuya collapsed into him, causing them both to fall on the floor. In the haze Dazai realized what happened. Chuuya was presenting. Dazai felt his stomach drop. The world was sick and twisted.

Chuuya was an alpha.

After all those comments he's made about Chuuya's height and the potential that he could be an omega. He was wrong. Dazai's world spun as Kouyou and Mori separated the two. Mori told him that it was rare but not uncommon for those who share a strong bond to be affected by another's presentation and that sometimes it could even trigger them into presenting. Presumably that's what the haziness was. Dazai scoffed and swallowed the feeling out of spite. He refused to acknowledge the potential. Chuuya was supposed to be his dog, not the other way around. Mori only laughed and forced Dazai into an easy week just in case his presentation was triggered early but it never came.

Even after his birthday Dazai refused to present. Already knowing the outcome gave him too much unease so he willed his body into submission under his own control. He didn't know how much longer he could hold it off. He read that sometimes when the body is put under great amounts of stress that it can prolong the development. The good thing is his unhealthy lifestyle was finally useful for something. Not too long after Chuuya and Dazai became partners, everytime he was around the alpha he felt woozy but he'd like to think he hid it well enough. At some point Chuuya started wearing a scent blocking collar and Dazai was able to keep a clearer head. Dazai often made the joke that Chuuya really was a dog now that he wears a collar. All jokes aside he couldn't deny that they made exceptional partners. Double Black became a name that was feared in the underground.

That's why they should have seen this coming. Technically Dazai had known the ambush was coming but didn't tell Chuuya because he enjoys watching the others' reactions too much. This also could be a good time to get intel, see what they know before the inevitable slaughter they were here for. Chuuya and Dazai were chained up together back to back. Dazai was already trying to position his arm so he could pick the lock. Seems these goons did their research. Despite Chuuya being a great combatant, without his ability he's not immune to ranged projectiles.

Dazai was only half paying attention to the colorful banter provided by his partner when their assailant slipped his knife under Chuuya's collar. Dazai froze and inwardly panicked. He needed to focus before it was too late. Chuuya only egged them on which caused the collar to be cut and discarded so they could have more accessibility as they placed the knife against his bare neck.

Dazai was reeling, Chuuya's scent was strong, especially with being pressed up against him. To get a better angle on the lock he turned his head resting it on the alpha's shoulder right by his scent gland. Wrong move. He was slowly losing it he had to hold his breath and when he felt the click he lurched forward to disconnect from the redhead.

Naturally Chuuya was waiting for his partner to deal with their restraints which is why he was buying him time talking about nonsense to get a rise out of the enemy. Chuuya is not Dazai but he's still pretty good at pissing people off. The moment he felt Dazai pull away it was go time. He shattered the restraints using the broken links as cover fire while he kicked the shit out of the overconfident asshole in front of him. He knew Dazai could hold his own so he didn't have to worry too much but just in case he made it a point to disarm all the gunmen. It was more out of instinct than worry for his partner. Now the only shots fired would be from Dazai. Chuuya was wasting no time taking out minions left and right until something sweet hit his nose. From behind he could hear the other fire before the gun clattered to the ground. Something wasn't right, the smell was getting stronger.

Chuuya glanced back at Dazai being on the ground, overpowered by the brute in front of him. Chuuya's eyes widened as it finally clicked what was happening. Dazai was presenting. This was bad and the smell alone had his inner alpha roaring. He needed to protect his omega. He felt sick even thinking like that and before he knew what he was saying on impulse he yelled.

"Don’t touch him!"

Chuuya was on the guy in seconds. Kicking him so hard the body shattered the wall he was blasted into. He was having a hard time suppressing corruption, since it was tied to his emotions and begging to be set free but Dazai was in no condition to break him out of it. One of them needed to stay sane right now and seeing Dazai vulnerable was already making him less rational by the minute. His alpha instincts were taking over slightly as he made quick work of the rest. “Must protect” was repeating like a mantra in his head. Everytime he checked back on Dazai he took an extra second to confirm his kills before rushing over to the omega. He could almost feel Dazai demanding there be no survivors.

As he got closer he was hit with a wall of sensations and hearing Dazai's muffled yet pitiful whimpers left him shocked. His hand flew to his nose. Chuuya had to keep his barings.

"G-get back! D-don't come any closer," Dazai stammered out, almost pained "It won't end well for either of us." Dazai tried to steady himself enough to grab the torn collar on the floor, missing a few times as he tried using his Bobby pin to hold it in place around his neck. He knew he was a lost cause, surprised at how long he’s lasted already but the only way they were getting out of this was leaving himself in Chuuya’s hands. He didn't want to but it was his last resort. Dazai was breathing heavily hoping the collar would help suppress his scent even if just by a little. His mind was scattered trying to come up with an escape plan and having the alpha so close was proving to be a challenge.

"We need to get you to Mori before anyone else gets tipped off.” Chuuya started frantically peering at all the support beams. They didn’t know how many people were still in the factory and he wasn’t about to find out “Throw me your coat I have an idea!”

For once Dazai actually listened to Chuuya's suggestion, using the last of his cognisance to prevent him from doing something he’ll regret. Instead he focused on his breathing tossing the article of clothing as far as he could. Chuuya brought it close to his nose. It smelled like Dazai but the omega scent hasn’t permeated the fabric yet. Good. He shook it a few times to air it out before scenting it like a mad man. Back in the sheep he remembered many members presentations and the torture that every omega went through. Luckily there were some alpha’s that provided scented blankets for comfort to take the edge off. Dazai is headstrong but he doesn't handle physical pain well and not even he can escape his second gender. Hopefully this will help dampen his scent and ease that pain. At least that was Chuuya’s thought process; he truthfully has no idea what he’s doing. His inner alpha was practically running the show at this point.

Chuuya took a deep breath before he calmly tiptoed to drape the coat over Dazai. “I’m gonna bring the building down. Think anyone will survive?”

Dazai shamefully pulls the coat tightly around himself and as close to his nose without muffling his speech “Only if they have an ability user. I think it’s unlikely since they had a bunch of small fry try to take us out.” Chuuya pretended not to notice Dazai obsessively sniffing his scent but he couldn’t help his alpha preening at the gesture. This was not something he should be taking pride in, for now he’d blame his secondary gender. As the building came crumbling down Chuuya made sure to make a path out of the wreckage that he could easily navigate.

When the dust finally settled the moonlight was the only thing lighting the way. Chuuya gave it a beat listening for any movement or survivors and when he deemed the coast finally clear he knelt to Dazai to see if the omega was even with him anymore. “Can you stand, or am I going to have to carry you out?” He already knew the answer but he didn’t want to give Dazai anything to complain about later. Dazai looked up at him dazed. He wanted to answer verbally but he couldn’t. He could feel himself wanting to say things that under no circumstances should he ever mutter to Chuuya.

Instead he shook his head letting the alpha guide him on his back. Chuuya desperately tried to ignore the growing hardness being pressed into him. It was natural, it was normal and it didn’t mean anything. He tried picturing one of his past comrades in the sheep he was fond of instead of Dazai but his faint scent rooted the omega's face in his brain.

“Hang on tight” Chuuya suggested as he hoisted Dazai up like he weighed nothing. Dazai was barely holding on to the last inch of his sanity as he nuzzled into Chuuya’s scent gland, softly sighing at the contact. His brain was too muddled to care. As long as he didn’t start grinding into Chuuya he could still live with himself. On the other hand when Chuuya felt the others contact he bit his lip hard as a wave of pleasure made its way down his body. He swore under his breath as he made it out of the death trap.

It wasn’t difficult to locate his bike after that but ignoring the soft whimpers and occasional licks to his scent gland were driving him crazy. Astonishingly he didn’t lose himself to his instincts yet. He wanted to yell at Dazai to cut it out but he wasn’t even sure if he would listen and his alpha didn’t want him to stop. He was starting to feel aroused. The only thing keeping him sane was biting the shit out of his lip until it bled and eventually his arm but they managed to make it back to headquarters in one piece.

Physically, outside of the injuries that were self inflicted, he was okay but mentally it would probably take years of therapy before he would begin to accept what the fuck happened tonight. He feels conflicted. He hates Dazai and he knows that his need to protect and comfort him was most likely his second genders fault but he also didn't want to let him go. The moment he’s done with his heat they’ll go right back to hating each other and yet as he lays in his bed he can’t shake the feeling of Dazai’s lips on his neck. Nor the smell of their scents mixing together or having Dazai trust him in such a vulnerable state of mind. Thinking about it has the redhead reeling. He’s so flabbergasted with himself that he can’t fall asleep and he’s so frustrated with his body he refuses to give himself any relief thinking about that bandage wearing bastard. Throwing his blanket off he marches to a cold shower but he can’t get rid of the brunette's dazed look out of his head or what it felt like to hold the other in his arms.

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Dazai is mortified. After he was taken to Mori he was given the option of getting a suppressant shot or suffering through his first heat. Dazai wasn't really coherent but he doesn't like to suffer. It took a while for the shot to kick in but Mori said that he was unusually relaxed for an omega in heat. It was staggering when he finally snapped back to reality and had the situation explained. The only thing that was keeping him from having the most intense heat of his life during his presentation was the fact that Chuuya had taken care of him. Whatever strange connection they had between each other was the reason Dazai was as conscious for as long as he was. Being given his coat soaked with his alpha’s scent was enough to satiate his first heat. He felt pathetic. The chibi’s scent alone was enough to prevent the worst experience in his entire life because Dazai’s omega willingly submitted. He wanted to kill himself even more but remembering the look of genuine concern made his stomach flutter in a way that was only described in insufferable romance novels. He screamed into his pillow. He hated everything about this.

Mori wanted to keep him at headquarters to watch over him to see how his body reacts to the drugs. Dazai already knew the man was not a beta. It was fairly obvious he was on blockers and suppressants since Dazai had a knack for knowing things, but being given the options knowing this is how he has to accommodate for the rest of his life sucked. Mori denoted that it's not as harrowing as most people make it out to be but it is a hassle to deal with. Not to mention the long term physical effects of the stress it puts on his body. For suppressants and blockers, Mori was willing to go through such lengths if Dazai wanted but honestly he might have to stop him from actually killing himself first.

Dazai looked around the heat room to see that it was pretty empty. The mattress was king size but it didn’t have a bed frame. It was sitting on a box spring on the floor. Other than that there was a small dresser filled with lube and cleaning products like towels and wet wipes and the only other thing in the room was a small mini fridge that was stocked with water and pedialyte. It takes 6 liters of water in the span of 3 hours to kill a man. The fridge only has 3 liters worth so that’s out unless he wants to drink tap water but he'd rather pass. There was nothing he could hang himself from on the ceiling and no sharp objects in sight. He didn’t have enough strength left in him to dismantle anything either. There was a small bathroom connected to the room but then he’d have to wait for the bath to fill up and by the time he would actually get in to drown the chance that Mori would stop him were higher. He threw himself back down on the pillow. He had always thought about biting his tongue but he’s too exhausted so instead he wraps his coat around himself again. He hates it. The idea that Chuuya has this much effect on him is stifling. Dazai doesn’t like not being in control.

Chuuya was dense enough to not put it together that they are fated mates or whatever people call it. That’s at least something Dazai could work with but there is no way for him to destroy this unwanted bond they have. It’s frustrating. He would rather die than give in to his instincts but the feeling in his gut is screaming otherwise. Mori said it’s only strong right now because of his presentation and that the next time the Alpha shouldn't have as intense of an effect was probable but after observing them for the past year or two it was hard to say.

Dazai wasn’t used to being emotional. His hormones were fucking with his judgment. Chuuya's scent was clouding his thoughts with feelings he didn't deserve nor thought he was capable of. He wants to set the world on fire and watch it burn. Yet he can't bring himself to push the coat away from his nose. He struggles with it for hours before his eyes feel heavy and he drifts to sleep.

#skk #bsd fanfic #dazai x chuuya #abo dynamics #my BSD brainrot is showing #they are literally all I think about now a days

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honeydazai · 2 years

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(I'm the anon from this ask)

Hzjx6vrc5civrvd vee I'm so happy you liked my hornee thought dump bUT THAT WASN'T EVEN ALL OF IT!!!!! TUMBLR DIDNT SEND THE SECOND PART 😔 Hence that big gap

(This is where the dead apple stageplay spoilers really come in)

(!!Double penatration, breeding kink, mentions belly bulges and cumflation like once, fyo calls you little mousey, fem reader for two sentences, and degradation!!)

So while Shibusawa railed you on his throne, you both were too absorbed in each other to notice a figure in the doorway. It very quietly made its way up to the two of you and put a gloved hand on your bare shoulder. Shibu glanced up at the figure and his nails dug into your hips harder.

Fyodor's low and calm laugh rang around the cold room and he harshly twisted your nipple between his thumb and index finger. Turns out when Shibu thought he killed him, he actually killed the manifestation of Fyodor's ability his own ability created. You didn't really get a word of what was said but you felt the cold touch of Fyodor's now bare hands trailing down towards the small bulge in your tummy. Brushing past it before pressing down and making you cum again. He had to admit it, it felt so good as you clenched him when you're about to cum, even if it was because of another man. Fyodor suggested a truce.

"If we both agree to not fight, we all get what we want. We both get little mousey, and little mousey gets all the slutty things she desires." Hearing those dirty words fall from Fyodor's mouth in that sweet russian acent of his makes your insides flutter.

"*evil little snicker* you liked that, didn't you, you little slutty angel." Shibu's deep voice growled in your ear, distracting you from Fyodor entering you from behind. Admitted, it'd be hard to take them both, while they're both around the same size, (girth and length), they're big. So big that if any cum outside the womb would leak out. The sheer force of their continued thrusts knocked the wind out of you more times than you'd care to admit. But you really didn't care, not when you have two scary, villainous men groaning there pet names for you in your ear.

Also is it too much to ask for them to just breed me and protect me from the terrible outside world ��

PLEASE I— WOW, anon, your mind is so gigantic?? since it's almost Shibusawa's birthday, i felt like sharing this now was appropriate hehe

IT'S SO SO HOT 😳😳 please, i just want all three of them so badly i. wowow. breed me and keep me please—

Demon Trio on my mind... thinking so hard.... please... brainrot...

#🥞 mail

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yurileclercseyeliner · 3 years

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So as I said in a previous post my lovely and talented baby sister made me these dorm logo temporary tattoos for Christmas, so to celebrate the birthday of the wonderful Malleus Draconia I put on the Diasomnia one! Idk if the banner is still going (I can’t play the actual game due to language barriers+the fact that it is Japan exclusive, big props to everyone who translates!), but if it is then I wish everyone who is still rolling good gacha luck!

#twisted wonderland #malleus draconia #happy birthday to the dragon who is the source of my current brainrot!#i swear i have beauty and the beast au hc ideas i just need to actually write them down #but alas it must wait due to end of term crunch time for school

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memxntomxri · 3 years

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𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚕𝚎

𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝟮 | 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 | 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲

𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 - bisexual!hinata shouyou x gn!reader, hinata shouyou x miya atsumu

𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦 - angst, break up

𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤 - hinata shouyou is trustworthy - with everything except for your heart

𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 - 2.4k words

𝘵𝘸 - slightly descriptive nsfw?, cheating (i'm sorry to be doing my children hinata and atsumu dirty this way but this got stuck in my head 😭), major angst, break-up, no happy ending, lots and lots of crying, lots and lots of reader's internal thoughts, atsumu is an asshole

𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴 - this is the result of brainrot i had stuck in my head after reading chapter 18 of SabbyWrites' A Study in Depravity. HAIKYUU BOYS ARE NOT CHEATERS - I REPEAT, HAIKYUU BOYS ARE NOT CHEATERS. BISEXUAL PEOPLE ARE ALSO NOT CHEATERS. i just couldn't resist writing this lmao

also, i'm doing my best to make this a gender-neutral reader, but it might lean more towards AFAB/non-binary readers since i'm both ashelkgjkdlkjf male-identifying readers i'm sorry

thanks @meiansmistress, lou (LouEve_094 on ao3), lena, and emmy (Noisy_Emmy on ao3) for betaing! your feedback helped me a lot

𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙤𝙧𝙨 𝙙𝙣𝙞 - there are some descriptive scenes of smut in here 👀 shoo, shoo

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆　　｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

Hinata Shouyou is trustworthy.

You know this.

It's the reason you met, after all.

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The summer you moved to Miyagi, following your father's dream of teaching in a little town similar to the one he lived in as a child, you were unhappy. Who could blame you, after all? You had a comfortable life back in Osaka, and unlike your father, you were a city dweller at heart. It was also the middle of your first year of high school—who wanted to transfer schools, let alone across prefectures, in the middle of a school year?

It was hot in Miyagi, and when the moving truck broke down on the side of the road, the entire family piled out and sat on the curb. Just your father (who you were still mad at), your mother, and you. That was what it had always been. Sure, you had friends, but somehow the friendships never got too deep. You were willing to bet that within a month, there would be no texts other than the occasional New Year's greeting or "happy birthday" from your so-called friends back in Osaka.

And don't even get you started on romantic relationships. It wasn't that you weren't attractive, or that you weren't easy to get along with—it was just that there was never anybody. Yes, you had liked people before, but nothing had ever come of it.

Your mother piped up, saving you from your dark thoughts about the state of your relationships with other people. "Y/n, love, can you go back down the hill again? I think we saw a konbini a bit that way, please buy some cool drinks." she says, depositing coins in your outstretched hand. Oh well, something to do, you supposed.

You strolled casually down the road, sweating buckets. When you pushed open the doors of the konbini—Sakanoshita Store, you noted, it definitely didn’t look like a konbini—opened, you basked in the cold air of the air conditioner for a bit. As you stood there, looking a bit dumb with your arms outstretched, you felt a weight barrel into you from behind.

With a bang, you fell forward, the weight landing on your back. "Ow!" you cried, rubbing your right wrist, which had unceremoniously made contact with the ground, pain shooting up the limb. You twisted around to glare at whatever had so unceremoniously bowled you over. You were met with the sight of wide, brown eyes and flushed cheeks. "Sorry!" the boy squeaked, getting off of you quickly. "So sorry!" You frowned and got up.

"Watch where you’re going, okay?" You were a few centimeters taller than him, you noted.

He started blabbering, talking about how he needed to get the first-aid kit because a "Stingyshima" had "accidentally" ran into "Bakageyama" and this "Bakageyama" now had a bleeding knee and that he was the fastest runner in their volleyball club (he was strangely emphatic about this point). By the time he was finished rambling, you were chuckling slightly. It was obvious that he hadn't meant anything by running into you, and it was actually kind of endearing how earnestly he was trying to explain himself.

You held up a hand, stopping him from continuing to ramble. "Y-you aren't mad, right?" he asked anxiously. You smiled and shook your head slightly. "It seems your team trusts you to help take care of your friend, so why don't you grab the first-aid kit and go help him?" You suggested gently.

He nodded quickly and darted behind the counter, grabbing a white box. As he jogged away, he seemed to remember something and turned around to holler at you. "My name's Hinata Shouyou! I'm a first year!" he introduced himself in a bright voice.

Just inside the konbini, a small smile slipped across your face.

Hinata Shouyou, huh. He seemed nice.

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Hinata Shouyou is trustworthy.

It's the reason you fell in love with him.

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The first day of school, you meet Hinata Shouyou again. And again. And again. He somehow seems to pop up everywhere you go—not that you're complaining, he's entertaining and nice—and soon, you think you can count yourself as his friend.

You go to his game against Aoba Johsai, then Shiratorizawa, then you're hugging him as he jumps up and down, celebrating their win. That’s the first time your heart jumps when you look at him, haloed by the lights of the gym.

Slowly, you feel yourself falling in love with him. Not just falling for him, no, because Hinata Shouyou will not let anyone do anything in halves, especially not falling in love. Shouyou, to you, (because by then you were on first-name basis) is someone you can rely on, someone that is always there, like the sun, trustworthy.

And because he is always there, it's also easy to confess to him in your second year. You know him well enough by now to know that even if he doesn't feel the same, nothing would change about your friendship except for the addition of unspoken words. And you think that he might love you back, if the lingering glances and brighter smiles are any indication.

Your guess is right, and by New Year's break, the two of you are a happy couple.

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Hinata Shouyou is trustworthy.

It's why you let him go, if only for a little bit.

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When Shouyou left for Brazil, you took a break from each other. To be honest, it was your idea.

It wasn't that you didn't think that you couldn't trust him ten thousand kilometers away—it was that you knew you would hold him back. He was going to Brazil to chase his dream, and having a tether to his hometown would only slow him down. It hurt, having to say goodbye at the airport, but somehow the two of you got through it.

You still talked—a little more than "just friends" should—but you were careful not to let him think that you were together.

Shouyou was meant for greater things, and back then, as an insecure, just-barely-adult going into medical school, you weren't sure if you fit into the picture.

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Hinata Shouyou is trustworthy.

It's the reason why you let him back in.

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When Shouyou returns from Brazil, the first person he visits is you. You, all the way out in Osaka, pushing yourself to your limits as you study for med school. When you open your door and see him standing there, smiling as bright as ever, you fall into his arms—both literally and metaphorically. It turns out, even two years later, you trust him to catch you.

It was all too natural for you and Shouyou to get back together, and by a stroke of luck, he joins the MSBY Black Jackals, right there in Osaka. You move in together, his slightly larger salary allowing the two of you to rent a bigger apartment.

Yes, it's hard work being in a relationship again, but you like having Shouyou to return to every night after your shift is over. You wake up early every morning to make the two of you breakfast and lunch, and Shouyou always has dinner waiting for you when you step back in the door, often also staying up so that you can talk.

You're content.

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Hinata Shouyou is trustworthy.

It's the reason why you think nothing of his closeness with his teammates.

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Shouyou has always been a people-magnet. Even back in high school, everyone loved him. Shouyou is bisexual. You know this. He’s always had more than enough love to give back, too, and his bisexuality had never impacted your relationship. Why should it, when you’re every bit as queer as him? Your relationship was strong, and you believed in it. That's why, at every team dinner that he takes you to, when someone else inevitably takes the seats next to him instead of you and you're relegated to a corner, you don't worry about it. Shouyou loves you, and it doesn't matter where you sit for a couple of hours.

Yes, Miya Atsumu is a bit aggressive whenever Shouyou compliments him, throwing a smirk over his shoulder at you triumphantly, but you chalk it to them being good friends and Miya-san wanting to get to know you better by having a little friendly competition, and that's okay.

Yes, Shouyou starts going out with his team more and more, but they're his team. He's supposed to be close with them.

Yes, you start to feel a little neglected, but it wasn't as if you were the most attentive back when you were still struggling through med school.

And anyways, Shouyou always makes time for the two of you on Saturdays, your designated date nights. You have trust in your relationship, in its rock-tight foundation built upon years of knowing each other.

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Hinata Shouyou is trustworthy.

It's why you believe his words.

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One Friday, after an especially busy shift at the hospital that got cut short for you when a coworker unexpectedly came in to fill in for you, you decide to head home early and get some rest, maybe cuddle with Shouyou while watching those romcoms you both enjoy.

You had told him that you'd be home late that night, and you hoped that you could surprise him with some dinner. So, you swung by his favorite yakitori place and ordered dinner, driving home as fast as you safely could.

As you open the door to your apartment, you hear the distinctive sounds of sex, skin slapping on skin, grunts and moans, high keens. You frown. Maybe Shouyou was watching porn? He sometimes liked to get himself ready (the two of you enjoyed the occasional pegging) before you got home. You drop the food on the kitchen table and put your jacket on the hook.

"Love, I'm home!" you call out softly. No response.

Frowning deeper now, you move towards the bedroom door. Just as you're about to open it, you hear something that stops you cold.

"A-ah, Atsumu!" It's distinctively Shouyou's voice, and suddenly, you can't move anymore.

Shouyou, who told you you could make it through med school.

Shouyou, who made you yakisoba and miso soup whenever you were stuck studying.

Shouyou, who whispered sweet nothings in your ear every morning as the two of you made breakfast.

Shouyou, who is currently in bed with Miya fucking Atsumu.

You want to get up, you want to slam open the door, you want to demand answers, but somehow, you can't get your legs to budge from the spot in the ground they've rooted themselves to.

Then,

"Who do you love, Sho?" Atsumu growls.

Your heart skips a beat.

No.

You pray to all the gods you know that what's about to pass Shouyou's lips will miraculously stay trapped in his throat, but it seems like the gods don't feel kind today.

"Y-you, Atsumu, you!" you hear Shouyou cry.

Your heart shatters into a million little kaleidoscopic pieces. Tears start running down your face, hot, involuntary, painful, because they represent the six years of a beautiful relationship down the drain, because nothing will ever be the same, because Shouyou is cheating on you.

Finally, your legs decide to move again. It seems like someone else is controlling your body as you walk towards the door, opening it with a shaking hand.

Shouyou is pinned down by Miya-san on the bed, legs thrown over his shoulder, as he slams into him.

The door bangs against the wall.

Shouyou looks up, and when he sees you, his face floods with guilt.

You don't say anything. You just stand there, tears flooding down your face, betrayal evident in your expression.

"Y-y/n!" he says. "I-I- I swear, this isn't-" he begins.

You cut him off. "I don't want to hear it, Shouyou." you spit.

Miya-san chuckles. "Who are we kidding, this is exactly what they think it is. What, did you think that you would be enough to satisfy Sho? You, with your infinitely busy schedule? You, who has no clue about volleyball?" he says, cutting into you.

"Atsumu, stop!" Shouyou says, frantic. He can tell that he's going to lose you, but he's not going to go down without a fight. "Babe, I love you, please-" he says, getting out of Miya-san's embrace and moving towards you. You sidestep him, holding a duffel bag with a change of clothes.

You stand there, looking at the scene, chuckling darkly inside your head. Just a scorned lover, a man, and his side-piece. You take a deep breath.

"You know, Shouyou, if you fell in love with someone else, you should've just told me. I trust you to be honest. I'm leaving—because even though you might love me, you're in love with Miya-san." you said.

Shouyou looks stricken with guilt, but you know it's from lying, not because he loves you anymore. Your laugh is broken and rough on the ears. "You think I didn't hear you? Oh, Shouyou, I heard more than enough. Have a nice life, and I hope that you remember how you broke me. I hope it fucking haunts you to the day of your death," you hurl at him.

Because even though at that moment you're screaming at him, you know that you still love him, that you’ll always will love him, and that you will carry this scar for the rest of your life. And even though you love him enough to leave now, to let him be with the person he loves—you still have enough love for yourself to hope that he bears some of the weight of this horrible, messy end too.

And with that, you walk out the door.

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But you're wrong.

Hinata Shouyou might love Miya Atsumu, but he still loves you more.

Years later, looking back, he comprehends that he didn't just break you. As he stares at his empty apartment, devoid of a lover—because what you said was true, he still carries the guilt, the memory of your tear-stained face, the recollections of your golden time together that ruined any relationship he might have had before it started, the echo of your absolute trust in him,

—Hinata Shouyou realizes he ruined himself too.

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