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eggtartz · 1 year

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Hi! Can I request Draken, Haitani brothers, Hanma and Taiju like they're at a festival (or something like that) with 5"0 s/o and they just lose them? Thank you ♥

a/n : im screaming because im 5"2 so this is very self indulged 🧍

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draken (canon height 6"1)

he has planned to bring you to the mall for the weekends. what he failed to notice was how crowded the mall would be and how easy it was to lost you. the moment he has let your small figure go from his sight, he instantly lost you. you being short isn't helping either so with an advantage of him having heights more than everyone, he used it to find you incase something bad happens. although he isn't going to let that happen either way. "y/n! hell baby where did you go?!" he cupped your face while you stared at him. "ath the claw macshine!" you cheerfully replied while gesturing at the claw machine nearby, draken sighed and hugged you tight. "okay hold my hand okay? i can't lose you here"

rindou (canon height 5"8)

walking at the streets at roppongi was always difficult as every night the colourful area would always be packed with people. however having a leverage of having a boyfriend as a person that leads a pack there, you used it to walk safe and sound, not getting lost either. rindou and you had a date while his brother and his members were scattered around there. you went to the toilet to freshen up and take a leak without rindou's knowing because you thought it was going to be a second. boy were you wrong. "where are they?!" "i don't know rindou? maybe they went somewhere?" "look for them!" "gosh rindou y/n's so short we won't find them at this point" "SHUT UP ANIKII IM PANICKING" "oh what's wrong?" you came back at the sight of your boyfriend looking stressed and his brother who had hands on his hips. when the two of them saw you they sighed in relief and ran whispered to his member. the member then shouted "y/n has been found! you guys can stop searching now!" "you guys were searching for me?" "nevermind sweetheart. let's go, i saw pretty flowers there"

taiju (canon height 6"5)

taiju has noticed one of your habits if you two were in a date. which is to wander off to god knows where. so he always make sure that his hand is securely wrapped around yours so you won't wander off somewhere too far where he can't see you and even if you wandered, you'd be dragging him with you. but one day he forgot. the man had forgot to hold your hand because he saw this new, shiny television that peaked his interest. he was checking the quality, the audio and turned to asked you only to find you gone. well, shit. taiju cursed under his breath, ditched the television and went to find you around the store. it was looking for a damn pokemon or something because he looked down and never up. that was until he saw your short figure (although being short you had fast steps) he ran after you and hugged you from behind. "oh taiju? look at these flowers! i wanna grow them so our flowers at home won't be lonely" "you wandered off again, love" "oh did i? well, these flowers looks too pretty for me! let's buy one, hello may i ask how much is this?!" yeah, you were going to be the death of him. also going to be the cause of him having a neck sprain.

hanma (canon height 6"4)

hanma adored the height difference between you two, the man finding it cute although one thing that it was a pain to search for you if you're suddenly gone. you two were at a funfair and hanma on purpose had tied a balloon with a heart shaped on your wrist. you were holding his hand while your other hand hugged a teddy bear hanma won earlier. "shuji look! cotton candy!" "what colour do you want love i'll buy it for you" "hmm, blue!" "alright stay here" hanma walked around to get to the counter, so many people were there. when he came back, your figure was nowhere to be found but no worries! the balloon now works as a gps so he looks for a heart shaped balloon, pink coloured and saw one not too far. you were looking at some keychains when shuji kissed your cheek from behind making you giggle a bit. "your cotton candy" "mmf thankyou shuji, look keychains!" look forward to him tying floating stuff around your wrist so you can be spotted after this.

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heavyhitterheaux · 5 months

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Thankful For You

First Lady of Private Garden Fic

Synopsis: A nurse who has been taking care of the triplets ever since they were born has a surprise for you and Jack in your first holiday season as parents and you realize the amazing tribe of people that you have behind you want nothing but the best for the both of you

Pairing: Husband!Jack Harlow x Wife!Reader

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Warnings: mention of d*ath

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Your hands were shaking as you were trying to zip up your coat and they were soon covered by Jack's who simply held onto you for a second before leaning down to kiss your forehead.

“I got it, baby.” He told you as he finished zipping it up and wrapping your scarf around your neck.

“Thank you.” You quietly said, attempting to not burst into tears.

Thanksgiving was going to look a little different this year seeing as Axel was still in the NICU and Ivy and Autumn had come home a month earlier. It was still very touch and go with him and your only wish this holiday season was to not have to bury your second born.

“You're welcome. You know I got you.” He replied before leaning down to kiss you.

While the two of you went to the hospital to spend time with Axel, your mom offered to keep Ivy and Autumn and the two of you promised that you would be over later.

You and Jack obviously weren't in the mood to celebrate the holidays or be around anyone, but you thought that it would be a good distraction from everything else going on around the two of you.

Jack held your hand as the two of you walked to his jeep and helped you inside while he jogged around to the driver's side. The radio was on a low volume as he started up the car and headed towards the hospital.

The two of you were riding in a comfortable silence as Jack reached over to take your hand in his and bring it up to his mouth so that he could place a kiss on the back of it.

You looked over at him and gave him a small smile.

“You know what I'm thankful for today?” He asked you as the two of you finally pulled up into the hospital parking lot.

“Hmm, what would that be?” You asked as you undid your seatbelt and looked over at him.

“That I can wake up every morning and still see my beautiful wife next to me. I really thought that I was going to have to live without you and I don't know what I would have done if that became a reality.”

“You know me better than that. I wasn't leaving without putting up a fight and I'm definitely thankful for that too. I feel for the mothers who don't even get to see their children after they give birth to them. My heart just breaks knowing that could have been my reality. I didn't even see Axel, they immediately took him.”

“I know. But if he's anything like his mother, which I know he is, he's still fighting because he wants to be here.”

“I feel that I don't sleep well at night because I am so on edge. I just wait for the phone to ring and…” You started to say as you felt the tears coming on and Jack immediately reached across the console to bring you into a hug as you cried into his chest. Jack didn’t really sleep at night either, not since the night that you came home and the nightmares started up again.

He soothingly rubbed your back as he comforted you the best he could.

“He's being strong for us so we need to be strong for him. We made some amazing kids who I know are going to go on to do amazing things. This is only a setback and not the end all be all.” Jack said as he looked down at you to wipe your tears as you nodded and he kissed your nose, making you smile.

“Let's go see our son, he's waiting for us.”

Once the two of you got to the unit and washed your hands, Jack was the first one to pick up Axel who was still wearing oxygen since he had gotten extubated two days before.

You and Jack had lost count of how many times this had happened since he had been born and the crazy thing was that he had only been alive for three months.

“Hi baby boy, it’s daddy.”

Axel immediately perked up from hearing his voice and opened his eyes to look at him which immediately made you smile.

Just then, Cara, who was a nurse and had taken care of all of the triplets numerous times since they had been born, came over to the three of you and smiled. Her sister was actually the nurse who had taken care of you when you had first woken up in the ICU.

“He had a really good night and today is going well for him. When he goes into a deep sleep, we're going to try and turn down his oxygen a little bit more and mom, if you want to feed him while you're here, by all means.”

You immediately nodded and smiled as you stroked his cheek as Jack was still holding him.

“How are my other two doing? Ms. Ivy and Ms. Autumn?” She curiously asked as she adjusted Axel's oxygen in his nose.

“They're fine. Even if they've been home for a month we're still trying to adjust to everything.”

“It'll take time, but you'll get there.”

As Jack was still holding Axel, he immediately took hold of his finger and tightly held onto it.

“He looks like you.” You whispered as you were admiring the two of them.

“You think so? I think he looks like you.”

“Yes and now I'm understanding why I had so much heartburn. Look how much hair he has and he definitely got that from you.”

“He's definitely going to get all the ladies. He already has all of us wrapped around his finger.” Cara said as he ruffled his hair.

“Even though technically you two are the celebrities, he's a celebrity here in our unit.”

“I believe it.” You answered as Jack handed Axel to you to feed him.

“I swear you get cuter every time I see you. Jack, we made cute babies.” You told him and all Jack did was smirk.

“Yeah, he got that from me.”

“Jackman, don't start.” You said while laughing and starting to feed Axel.

“Well, did I lie?”

All you did was look at him and shake your head.

“You don't have a serious bone in your body.”

“You've been with me since you were fifteen, and you're just now noticing?”

The two of you stayed with Axel the entire morning and majority of the afternoon when Cara came up to the two of you as you were getting ready to leave.

“Hey, I wanted to catch the two of you before you left.”

“Yes, what's going on? Everything okay?” Jack asked her as he was zipping up his coat.

“Everything’s fine. Follow me and I can show you.”

Walking hand in hand behind Cara down a few long hallways, you both finally reached one of the family rooms that they had that the two of you had come to know all too well in the last three months, but before Cara opened the door she turned back to the two of you.

“I just wanted to say that I know that this hasn't been easy for you and there's been a lot of uncertainty and I just wanted to tell both of you that you're doing an amazing job and those three have some amazing parents. I know the last place you want to be on Thanksgiving is in a hospital so I got a little help to do this for the two of you.”

Once Cara opened the door, the two of you saw both of your families surrounding a table full of food as well as Maggie holding Ivy and your dad holding Autumn.

“Cara… this is…” Jack started to say, but all she did was smile.

“It was both of your parent's ideas so I just made it work.” She said while shrugging.

“Well we appreciate you either way for everything that you’ve done for us.” You replied as you and Jack pulled her into a hug.

“Thank you for taking care of our babies as well as you have.” Jack added as you were attempting to not to cry for the third time today.

“You're welcome. Now let me get back to your little man and you two try to enjoy the rest of your day. Just bring me a slice of pie.”

“You and the unit are definitely getting more than just pie.” You said as she brought you into another hug.

“Go and enjoy your family while I take care of your smallest one.”

Cara walked back to the NICU as you greeted your parents, your in-laws, Clay, Dani, your grandparents as well as Jack's grandparents, both of your aunts, uncles, a few of your cousins and of course the triplets godfather who takes his job a little too seriously, Urban before you were ordered by Maggie to sit down.

“You guys didn't have to do this for us.” You quietly said, but Maggie immediately shook her head no.

“Yes we did and we wanted to. A lot has happened this year and it was only right.” She quickly answered as everyone began to fix their plates.

Dani came up and hugged you from behind and kissed the top of your head and squeezed you tightly as you held onto her.

“I love you so much and don't you ever forget it. I'm so happy my baby girl is still here. I don't know what I would have done if I had lost you.” She whispered in your ear and you were doing your best not to cry.

“I love you too.” You answered as Urban then came up to you.

“My best friend in the entire universe.” You said as you held your arms out towards him and he quickly reached down to hug you.

Since Urban had been the person that you had told about the letters that you had written before they did your c section, when he showed up to the hospital and saw Jack’s face full of tears, he immediately knew that Jack needed to read the letter you wrote for him.

Urban obviously took it extra hard and didn’t want to believe that anything bad had happened to you, but when it was just you and him in your hospital room as you were intubated and Jack had gone to see the triplets, he promised you that he would do his best to look out for him and the triplets like you asked even if the last thing he wanted to think about was being without one of his best friends.

“Lil Bit! And I know what you’re about to say, I saw my family earlier, but I knew my second family needed me too and I wanted to see my mini me.”

“Well your mini me is doing amazing according to Cara. I just hope we can bring him home soon.”

“I’m thankful that you’re still here because I have no idea what we would have done without you.” Urban whispered in your ear and it took everything in you for you not to cry.

“Urby.”

“You don’t even have to say anything, but just so you know, I would have kept the promise that I made you and the rest of PG are on their way as we speak since we didn’t get to do our friendsgiving this year.”

All you did was nod towards him as Jack placed your plate in front of you along with your drink before kissing your cheek which instantly made you smile.

You told him thank you as everyone began eating.

Ivy was asleep in your arms since Maggie had handed her to you and she was content as you were eating your food while Autumn was wide awake in Clay's arms looking around to see what was happening. She was nosey and you knew that she had gotten it from you.

“How is Axel doing?” Your mom asked the both of you since the last she heard was you crying on the phone a few days ago because he had to be intubated again.

“Better. He's on oxygen and Cara said they might be able to turn it down later depending on how he does and he's feeding really well.” Jack answered as Ivy began to shift on your arms. You began to rock her back and forth and she settled back down.

“One step closer to coming home.”

“And that is literally all we want and all we could ask for.”

“You two are doing an amazing job and you know that we're here for you. Anything that you need, all you have to do is tell us.”

“We appreciate that.”

Everyone had finished eating as you were simply laying your head on Jack’s shoulder who had your hand in his and was rubbing small circles on the back of it as Ivy and Autumn were being passed around and being admired by your family members how much Ivy looked like you and how much Autumn looked like Jack.

“Now you know what we have to do. Go around the table and say one thing that you're thankful for.” Maggie said and Jack volunteered to start.

“I already told her this earlier, but I'm thankful that I still have my wife. I know that I have a tribe behind me and the babies would have been fine, but I know my life won't be the same without you. So thank you for fighting as hard as you did so that you could live and see our babies grow up.”

“You're going to make me cry for like the millionth time today, but I'm thankful for you too. Despite all that happened, we beat the odds and we're still together and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Thank you for all that you do for me.”

“My parents!” You heard Urban say and all you did was laugh.

“But you know where to find me once you drop him.”

“Oh lord. Here we go.” You heard 2fo say over his plate of food and you were wondering when he had come in because you hadn’t seen him or the rest of PG for that matter who was sitting next to him.

“Since when did yall get here?!”

“A few minutes ago and we see Clay is still being the annoying little brother who takes his role very seriously.” Quiiso added which made you stifle a laugh.

“CLAY! Just because it's your birthday doesn't mean I won't kick you into next week.” Jack exclaimed while glaring at him.

“Will you really hit me while I'm holding my niece?”

“Hand her to Dani and meet me outside. I don’t want her to witness this ass whooping you about to get.”

You simply shook your head at the two of them going back and forth and realized how thankful you were for your amazing friends and family that would do anything for you, Jack as well as your triplets.

The road ahead was probably going to be anything and everything but easy, but as long as you had them in your corner there was nothing that you wouldn’t be able to achieve.

Once the two of them were done arguing and glaring at each other, you tugged on Jack’s hand and told him that you wanted to talk a walk and just have a few minutes with him without anyone interrupting and he immediately nodded.

The two of you were just taking a stroll around the perimeter of the hospital hand in hand when you finally broke the silence.

“Baby?”

“Yes, mamas?”

“I love you and would do anything for you even though I have already told you that a million times today, I just….. I know that I haven’t been the perfect wife and have a lot to work on but….”

“There’s still no one in the world that I would rather do this with. We both have a lot to work on and I love you too. All we can do is take it one step at a time. It’s going to be okay and our triplets will be okay.” Jack answered you as you brought him into a tight hug, thankful that you were still able to do so.

“So, when can we make another one?” Jack asked you while smirking and all you did was playfully hit his arm.

“Talk to me in about four years and we’ll see.”

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aurelim · 6 months

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Among the Haunted Release!!

Happy Halloween everyone! For the past few weeks, I have been working on a collaboration with @albywritesfiction (who is one of the best people I have ever worked with; they have helped me so much with proofreading, coding, and looking for images 🥺 thank you so much!!) to make a game for Halloween.

The game has been submitted to ECTOCOMP English version (Le Grand Guignol) and Cozy Halloween Jam, so go check it out!

And so, Aurie and Alby bring you...

Being a single parent is never easy, especially when you have two kids to raise. You also live in a haunted house, where the supernatural inhabit the same space as the place you are meant to call home. Both of these factors equal chaos, which leads you to the present.

It is Halloween. Live through the spooky day on 13 Hallows Lane and decide what you will do when the sun begins to set and trick-or-treat goers fill the sidewalks.

What will you do? Decorate your house? Play some pranks on poor trick-o-treaters with help from the ghosts within your walls? Attend to your children to make sure they do not tell anyone that your house is haunted? The choice is yours!

Warning: this game has mentions of blood, ghosts, spiders and clowns, as well as disturbing themes. Please proceed with caution.

🎃 FEATURES

Mainly a linear game with some route differences based on your choices. Are they good? Are they bad? Who knows.

Choose your first name, your children's names (a boy and girl), and what they call you! However, you are locked in a preset personality, so you cannot change how you react to situations.

Live through your first Halloween at your haunted house, which is full of kind monsters and creatures you never thought existed until you met them.

Encounter strange things in your neighborhood.

🍭 CREDITS

Thanks to @writing-prompt-s for the following prompt: "You live in a very haunted house, but it’s not that bad. The voices in the basement remind you of your laundry and tell you to check the boiler, the rat size talking spider keeps the pests away and is a pretty good therapist, and the victorian ghost children are great friends with your kids."

Special thanks as well to Ash, author of Inner Demons, for some UI inspiration from her Twine/Sugarcube 2 Template (especially for the button CSS!)

And of course, thank you so much to Alby for helping with editing, coding, and helping me with advice! AtH couldn't have asked for a better guardian spirit ;)

All images came from Unsplash and were found by Alby. Banner and game cover made on Canva.

Check out the game here: GAME!

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simonalkenmayer · 2 months

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One of the historical figures I just missed, but always wished I could have run across, was Anne Boleyn.

Her daughter, Elizabeth, was my queen, when first I arrived in London. She reigned long, and well, and though I know that as modern people we might just her differently, for her treatment of the new world and so forth, I did quite love her at her time. I saw her only twice, on her usual ath through the city on parade. Her face, I recall very well.

At the time I arrived, the ghost of Henry was no longer stalking the air. Men some freely about how unfair her situation had been. I often say that one must put oneself in a different frame of mind, and it is true, some vast context may be missing—like the other day, with the fly in the picture—modern folk don’t quite have a good grasp of the true feeling of things.

Believe it or not, the first time I ever broke into the Tower, was to see if I would find the ghosts of Anne, and her predecessors in death, the two princes. These spirits were already known, by then. I never did see her, though I’ve no doubt that there is at least one Drifter there imprinting things since there is so much suffering there. But nevermind that.

I had a point.

Usually I say you must look at it with a historical lens, but in this case, no. Look at it entirely from the modern perspective, and you will see the height of misogyny!

A woman who demanded to remain chaste until marriage, for whom the king broke with the Pope! A woman who gave him a daughter that would bring about a golden age! A woman who was cast aside by a bloviating tyrant who believed she was at fault for not having a son. We know it’s the male DNA that determines sex. Women cannot make anything change. She miscarried a boy the very day the King’s ex-wife, Katherine of Aragon, died of cancer. She was cast aside for not giving him a boy after multiple pregnancies, at a time when women died every day from child bearing fever! Her sister was his previous mistress, and he had the nerve to be so emotionally abusive?! Not to mention he casts her aside by accusing her of incest and adultery with her brother! Why? Because he was her emotional support. She kept him close and the king wanted him dead too! He felt so entitled that he cut off her head just to marry her maid while she was dumped into an old arrow chest.

And her final words were to praise him, to say he is gentle and merciful. She begged people to pray for her and for the king. She went to her death praising her abuser who was about to murder her.

She was one I always wish I’d come across. I think I should have liked her, based upon her daughter who it was said was very like her. I think we should have gotten on well, and I’d have been able to do one small thing.

Likely wouldn’t have mattered.

At least they used a sword for her. Monmouth got the worst executioner I’ve ever seen. Not the worst execution but worst executioner.

That’s another story.

Anyway, she’s one I would have liked to have met.

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lynninlyn · 7 months

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Dark Paradise_Michael KaiserxF!Reader

This is inspired by the song Dark Paradise - Lana Del Rey. I constantly have the urge to write this although by writring is bad and English is not my native language. Please read with easy and feel free to point out my error. Thank you all!

Warning: Fluff to Angst, Major character d*ath, OOC, bad grammar and missed spelling, no-proofread.

All my friends tell me I should move on I'm lying in the ocean, singing your song Loving you forever can't be wrong Even though you're not here, won't move on

"Are you ok?" "Ok what? Stop asking useless thing, Ness. I know what I am doing."

Glaring at the brunette boy whose the worry is all over his tired face. Kaiser shake the thought off his mind, continues observing the field and calculating for the next attack session. Focusing and executing another glorious victory for Bastard Munchen, embellishes his throne.

Or that were what Kaiser thought.

Is it that obvious that to other people? How can Ness knows he is not totally dedicate to the match? How dare of him to assume Kaiser was absent-minded?

And god please let Kaiser know how stop himself from consantly looking at that certain seat in the VIP area that always reserved for his precious Y/n.

"Wwoahhhhh-" "It's him again, it Kaiser impact again" "A beautiful goal at 90', executed team XXX last hope, an absolute win 2-0 for Bastard Munchen"

The Bastard Munchen's crowd bursted in excitement for the just happened victory. His clown-like teammates make the ridiculous celebrate moves like the highschool team experiences a win match for the first time. Isnt this result is an obvious scene when they have the Kai-fucKING-ser as their savior, freed them from their arrogance like the background characters in his heroic play?

Empty. Kaiser feels nothing.

Mindlessly walking to the locker room. Shouldn't he feels satisfied as another decoration on his long-listed trophy is achieved and the spotlight is all on him? The adrenaline in him should reach it climax at this moment, he used to enjoy the afterward of every match as you will immediately rush up to him, kiss him passionately, congratulate him, sweet words pour from your cherry lips and you will discuss about the later plan on that day to spoil your loverboy for his victory.

Oh-

Kaiser realizes now. All this distraction, emptiness, and lost feelings is because of your absence in his life.

You weren't here this time, you weren't here to cheer for him, to worry for him every time he aims for the perfect shooting spot, and celebrate with him for every goal he scores in the match.

For his last 23 matches, you hadn't been here with him. He wonder how has he managed to last through that much time without you by his side.

The harsh reality that you will never be able to show up at his matches anymore, and add more to its tragedy, you are not here anymore for him to love you, embrace you, and hold you in his hands 'till the day the both of you draw your last breath.

You were gone. And he can't move on.

And there's no remedy for memory, your face is like a melody It won't leave my head Your soul is haunting me and telling me that everything is fine

From high school sweetheart to the IT couple that football fans and media use to address you and Kaiser everytime you guy drop anything on social media or Kaiser, once again, intentional drops in the middle of the interview to brag about his lovely baby.

You has been with K from the very first day, gone through up and down in his football career. Even when him tried to push you away because of his arrogance and cocky younger self, you was still by his side to work everything out together.

PDA

Pictures of you and him is all over Kaiser's social media accounts. Not a single day that Kaiser hadn't post something about his darling beauty and your caring for him and only him.

Kaiser want the world knows how much you mean to him and how good, how wonderful you are. Shutting down any chick that dares to claim themselves could be better if they could get in the place of his precious significant other. Not even in sleep they can dream about that, never ever.

Doesn't care to express his love for you even there were paparazzi taking the picture of you guys on public dates. Holding hand, peak on your peachy cheek, kiss on that honey lips, embrace you in his protection. "Turn to angle 3 o'clock babe, lets him capture my kiss on your hand when we got out the car. I will get that pic for the my new bio avatar."

Aftermath

Picking you up by your hip, winging you around and peppering your goddess-like face with kisses to relieve all the adrenaline he got from playing and shooting the whole match.

You looks like a cute bunny when hurrying run to him. And he wont tell you that you even look cuter attened his matches in winter, the puffy jacket makes you look like the snowball rolling, but don't get him wrong. You are totally not look childish and funny (or maybe you are?)

Your curiosity when examines his new medal or trying to hold the Bastard München's just received cup.

"Hey don't bite it like I starved you. It is fake, like the pile of medals that stacked up in my exhibition room at home."

They know us but don't know these The most casual moment with you were the thing that haunted him most. The peacefulness that both of you cherish and Kaiser scared to lose, he feared when he wakes up the next day, you will not even be by his side to accomplish him for every beat that his heart beats.

When you come and wait for him to finish his late night practice.

When Kaiser want to hug you tight out of sudden while you guy were heading out the Bastard Munchen's stadium.

When Kaiser wakes up with you in his arm, hold you tight for 15 more minutes before getting ready for morning training.

When the ritual of the good luck kisses you press on his cheek, his temple and sometimes for lips before you two must parted as Kaiser back to the locker room and ready for the matches.

"Thank you my goddess. Your knight in shining armour today will once again establish another glorious victory with you endearing blessing. These clowns will be blinded by your charming power. "

"Oh dear! Please leave before Noa will rocket himself up there. He has been calling for the tenth time to get you back with the team."

"It was 35 calls last time baby. Hah, he must be used to it"

"MIKA!!!"

Every time I close my eyes, it's like a dark paradise No one compares to you I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side There's no you, except in my dreams tonight

Kaiser knows your love is immeasurable. He glad that god still has mercy on him, gives him a chance to realize how precious, one of a kind your love is before his arrogance, led by the depression he got in Blue Lock, made him lose you.

It would have been the eternal punishment for his soul.

But there were times Kaiser wishes that your love isn't that strong and you would not deeply care for him to the point that you wouldn't hesitate flight yourself overseas to support him, cheering for his match in foreign country.

"Breaking news. The Amour Airlines's flight BB-1234 on day x/y/20xx from Munich, Germany to Tokyo, Japan had been reported to unfortunately crashes on the XXX island while it was crossing the Indian Ocean due to the unpredicted storm. The passenger list had been provided by the Airlines and they are calling for the family of the passengers to contact to help the searching and identifying progress. The list- .... Y/n, female, xx years old, nationality: ____"

And everybody's rushing me, but I can feel you touching me There's no release, I feel you in my dreams Telling me I'm fine

#kaiser x reader #blue lock #michael kaiser #michael kaiser x reader #michael kaiser x you #michael kaiser x y/n #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #bllk angst #bllk #bllk x you #bllk fluff

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coralinnii · 1 year

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Riddle Rosehearts (Frankenstein monster!Riddle x apprentice!Yuu)

genre: horror, angst

note: mentions of d*ath, mentions of heavy medical crimes and illegal harvesting,

summary: He was a monstrosity. A freak of nature and you fear the man before you, even if he was someone you once loved.

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It was a one-in-a-million chance for this to be a success. He was called a medical miracle who survived through incredible odds.

The son of the renowned Rosehearts couple was caught in a deadly accident, leaving him with non-functional organs and severely damaged nerves. First responders were sure he would be dead by the time he reached his family’s private hospital. But, Mrs. Rosehearts announced that her son was alive and breathing. He made it.

…Supposed something made it.

“My love,” the redhead lovingly caressed your hands as you sat by his private room, as per his request. You fought the urge to vomit as you saw his stitches on his arms that pull the skin together. “Thank you for visiting me. You must have been busy”

Typically you would be, being the apprentice to Riddle’s mother in hopes to gain experience in the medical field. It was how you met Riddle and you two began a relationship without his mother’s knowledge.

“Of course, I would” you forced a smile to which the boy laying in bed responded with his own, his grey eyes crinkled along his smile which stretched the scarring across his face.

How you wish to believe this was your Riddle. Despite the burns and scars, he looked exactly like your beloved and he maintained the memories of your time together. But your mind was sending alarms in you, telling you to wake up from your delusions. He was not your lover, but a monster.

A monster you had a hand in making as you listened to your mentor’s commands to sneak into the morgue at night. You were driven by love and guilt to save Riddle no matter the cost. Afterall, he protected you during that fateful day which led to his condition now. So despite your oath, you helped Riddle’s mother in retrieving organs to replace the ones that her son was missing.

Heart, blood, lungs, skin, eyes. You discarded your own morality to desecrate your former patients in hopes to revive your beloved. His death, be damned.

You were as desperate as they were, but even Riddle’s parents could see your wavering resolve and threatened to destroy you should you tell anyone of the crime committed in their hospital. To them, you were just a scared apprentice not willing to go against the Rosehearts family, unaware of your own hidden motives to save their son.

“We just need to find more skin to hide the scars, and he’ll be perfect just like before” your mother whispered to you as she eyed the patients that came into the hospital that day, finding the right “benefactor”. You tried your best to help those who came to the Rosehearts hospital, looking to be saved. But now, they are donors, whether they realize it or not.

But, the Rosehearts were right. You were weak and your weakness was tearing you apart with every moment you spent with Riddle in his room. Your guilt ate away at you whenever he pulled you into a hug, where you can hear his heartbeat from the heart you stole. One of his eyes was from a young patient who recently passed. You remembered how that same patient laughed with you when you mentioned how her eyes remind you of your lover. Instead of grief, you gave half-hearted condolences to the family while planning your visit to the coroner’s office to falsify records of her autopsy.

“Love!” Riddle called out to you, bringing you out from your spiraling thoughts. “Why are you crying?”

The revived man reached out to wipe your cheeks, where you finally registered the wetness of your face and your stinging eyes. Weeks of dissociating yourself from reality has finally worked against you as you physically reached your limit. His hands felt different from what you’re used to. You recognized the skin of his hands as the same you scalped from one of your visits to the cold morgue.

Tears continued to fall as you broke down in your seat, as the panicked redhead tried to console his lover, oblivious to the atrocities done by you and his parents, the very people whom he trusts with his life.

He became a monster, and so did you.

#dun dun dun #you are the villain!#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #twst imagines #twst x reader #twisted halloween series #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #riddle rosehearts #riddle x reader #twisted wonderland scenarios #twst scenarios #twisted wonderland imagines

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 1 year

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OH MAN OH BOY 👁️ 👄 👁️

Consider this post the sequel to my unhinged gushing over the Tsumsted Wonderland Riddle and Leona cards 🤡

GVDFG8OYADGDSOAFQHYEQE1671VADFOsqutv THEY DIDN'T MISS WITEH THESE, THE TWST TEAM KNEW WHAT THEY WERE DOi NGH 😭

Like the previous two Tsumsted Wonderland SSR Groovies, the Azul and Kalim uncap artworks are references to the short animation that plays out whenever Tsum!Azul and Tsum!Kalim's abilities are used in the TsumTsum mobile game. They translated over really well to TWST, but there are also just enough new elements to make the illustrations stand out on their own and be representative of each respective dorm!!

ADBHAFSUFYOAVADFI I LIKE HOW AZUL'S GROOVY IS SO FUCKING AFSNHBHIASDOBIYSABI OVERDRAMATIC?????? It makes me think about all the crocodile tears they shed, especially during episode 4. FWJvskudgyoDWBWIdb OBVIOUSLYT I'AMDS BIASED TOWARSD ATH i S ONE OVER THE TSUM!KALIM onE , SORRY nOT SORRYB ASMD KALIM You can see from the background that they appear to be standing at the top of a stairwell and that the angle is a slight worm's eye view; Azul is also framed in a theatrical spotlight (similar to how he was spotlighted in episode 3 when he introduced himself as 220 students' new "master"). The twins, his beloved minions, on either side of him, shrouded in the shadows. Even the bubbles floating up appear ominous in the dim lighting, so high in volume that it gives the impression of franticness, like someone's been kicking and thrashing about, struggling in the water... until Octainvelle approaches. Everything about this image is such that you, the onlooker, is being forced to look "up" to them as your "saviors". Azul seemingly points right at you, a confident expression on his face--almost like he's calling you out specifically, daring you to approach him with your woes and wishes. AGVSVIUtaidsOVASD thE n THER'S E HIS TSUM JUST. BOUNC IN' ON DOWN WITH THE LITTLE HAT 😭Floyd regards you with barely a care in the world, tossing his magical pen up into the air before he catches it again, waiting for the order to close in on his target. And then Jade... YLDDlvhvyldQTF376324O8QERVUOQEFOYQFWOY He's on standby also waiting orders (and probably also just “standing by” in the sense of enabling his brother) but. 🤡 Unlike Floyd’s very open posture, Jade's keeping his own magical pen close, just like he keeps all of his metaphorical playing cards close to his heart. The magestone embedded in his magical pen is pressed to his lips, sealing the secrets within with lies. A ABSHJFAHAFLifI GoD I WANNA BE THAT MAGAICAL PENa SO DC BAD A NMRIGH TNoW 3yug41go8ayofoqegfyofyg2tdafogfadpbadfbfeyqcbaiyoidf OTL

Kalim's Groovy is also framed from a slight worm's eye view angle, but it creates a very different atmosphere! It feels more jubilant, like they're pulling off one last, big stunt to close off a night of partying and merrymaking. (The background here reminds me of the closing scene to Aladdin!) Are you ready? 1, 2, 3...!! And then the dark desert skies are born anew, bathed in the warm lights of fireworks popping off, fiery flowers blooming between the diamond-like stars. At that moment, Tsum!Kalim excitedly leaps up. Its rotund body is painted in shades of crimson and gold--as though Tsum!Kalim was the sun itself, come to pay a visit to the moon. Scarabia's dorm building and all the palm trees around you become nothing more than shadows, and you're taken in by the explosions above, sound and light rippling through the night. But the party's not over yet, the Scarabia duo reassure you. Come on, let's sing! Let's dance! The night is still young. Kalim may be holding his special staff in the Groovy art, but it doesn't really make him seem more authoritative or serious. It feels like he's just dropped an easy-going command to try some crackers or to join him for a dance! By contrast, Jamil kind of already looks like he's mid-dance 😂 with a leg lifted up and the fabric at his waist flowing out. With his magical pen pointed up like that, it gives the impression that Jamil set off the fireworks?? Which makes me think back to the Scalding Sands Fireworks event, when he had a very similar honor. ABHLDbkfvuoafvqeou1357968o2rb BY THE WAY IF YOU LOOK CLOSe3l y JAMIL'S DOING HIS INFAMOIUS TONGUE BLEP TOO qnisqtiyfetqfqvioad S NE V Er CHANGE, JAMIL. NEVER FUCKING CHANGE. THE TSUMSTED WONDERLAND SSR GROOVIES ARE TRULY UNMATCHED 😩 THIS IS THE HILL I WILL DIE ON, MY MIND CANNOT BE CHANGED. MY ASKN I N IS CLEAR, MY CROSPS HAVE BEE N WATERED, ALL IS RIGHT Wi TH THE WORLD and yes, I still want to chew up the Tsums and become one with their marshmallow-like cuteness--

#Azul Ashengrotto #Jade Leech #Floyd Leech #Octavinelle #Tweels #Jamil Viper #Kalim Al-Asim #Scarabia #notes from the writing raven #twst tsumtsums #twst tsumtsum #twisted wonderland tsumtsums #twisted wonderland tsumtsum #for the record I also love the R and SR card artworks #it’s just the SSR ones go SO HARD #I have to give the SSRs the credit they deserve because WOW do they blow so many other event SSRs lut of the water for me #spoilers #Jade Leech thirst

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maydayblake · 7 months

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Can I request Robin w a reader that had moved from California, so she likes surfing and stuff. I just moved California to AZ and it’s so different 😭 no rush to write this anything, ty! <3

New ( Robin Arellano X Reader )

Includes : D€ath, Mentions Of Su!c!de, Kidnapping, And Sadness...

Genre : Fluff And Angst

1978 March 14th...

Me and my parents moved here, to Denver, Colorado from California because they both got jobs here and they didn't trust me there, in their words ' You're too young to fend for yourself there alone '. I'm 13.

I insisted many times, saying ' I'll be fine, I'm not a little baby anymore, i could take care of myself perfectly fine ', but they didn't care. So we got in a little fight.

It was hard leaving my friends, my boyfriend behind. We shared many tears the day I had to leave.

I told them I'd be back one day. But the truth is, I don't know if I will... But I made a promise, so I had to keep it.

I agreed and then after many hugs and goodbyes. We left.

We drove for 12 hours, I slept most of the time. And by the time we arrived, it was dark out. We moved next to the Blake's. From what I heard. And apparently they go to the same school I'm gonna go to. We met and they didn't seem bad, I was just a little mad still.

They noticed that and left me alone. Not wanting to anger me more.

I start school tomorrow, gosh how I hate new starts.

I set up my room to how I like it before going downstairs. My parents stood there, looking at me with smiles on their faces. Hypocrites. I rolled my eyes brushing past them as I went to open the fridge. Taking out a snack, before going back upstairs.

" I know you're mad sweetie but you'll be fine here, I promise, you'll make many memories, and maybe get yourself a boyfriend ", my mom suggested, I twisted around with a disgusted face.

Yes, my parents don't know I have a boyfriend back in California. We decided to keep it a secret because they didn't approve of him the first time he asked them if he could take me out. So we decided to date secretly, only my friends and his parents know. So hearing that, I got pissed.

But of course tried to be careful with my wording, as they could seriously get mad at me for disrespecting them. Because truth is, they're scary when they're angry.

" I don't need a boyfriend mom you know that, how many times do I have to tell you... ", I trailed off looking at them as I resisted the urge to roll my eyes again.

" I know you're still angry about Bryan but- ", she didn't get to finish as I ran up the stairs, slamming the door behind me. That was my last straw.

" Gosh I hate my life ", I said as I dropped onto my bed, immediately drifting off to sleep after I put the pretzels on my desk next to my bed, to pass the time. I lost all the appetite.

I felt bad for snapping but they knew I didn't like moving, and yet they still made me.

It was now the next day. I'm standing in front of the principal with a boy by my side, as he was ordered to show me around.

I admit, he's cute. Obviously I'm not gonna just cheat on my boyfriend, but I can admit what is true.

He has a bandana on his forehead, mid length hair, brown eyes, and an attractive smile. Wait no stop.

" I trust you to be on your best behavior Robin, make sure she settles in good here, or else.. ", he spoke to him, getting a nod in return. So his name's Robin, nice.

And after lecturing us, mostly him, the principal excused us both, and we started walking away.

He held the door open for me. I mumbled an ' Thank You ', quietly, but he must've heard it because he gave me a small smile and a nod in return. And so he started showing me around.

" So tell me about yourself, why'd you move here? ", Robin tried to start a conversation as we both stood next to my locker after the tour. To pass the time.

" Well I like surfing... And my parents had to move here because of their new job... ", I spoke akwardly as I rocked back and forth on my feet. Not knowing how to continue. He laughed at my attempt and I resisted to urge to roll my eyes again, it's not funny. Gosh what is with me and rolling my eyes.

" I can tell you're not a talker, it's fine I won't push you if you don't want me to ", I gave a small smile as a thank you. He smiled at me back.

We stood here akwardly, we still had 10 minutes to pass by until Math. So it was super akward as we glanced everywhere but each other.

" Well... Thank you for showing me around, and I'm sorry for... I just don't like moving... ", I finally broke the silence after 5 minutes of akward silence. He looked at me, and I almost melted.

Seriously stop... You have a boyfriend.

" That's totally understandable, I would be the same if I was in your position. Leaving your friends behind, I totally get it. But if you need anything, don't be afraid to tell me. You know where to find me. ", he gave me a pat on my shoulder as he walked off to, I turned around to see the Blake's. Aha, they're friends, nice.

The boy, Finney, turned to look at me and smiled. I gave a smile back, as they walked away.

Well great... I looked like a total ass yesterday while they we're trying to get to know me, and he still smiled at me despite that... I thought about apologizing, but decided against it. I know, I'm being an ass again. But it would be akward to just come up to them and be like :

" Hey guys, sorry about yesterday, I was just in a bad mood because I didn't wanna be here, and I didn't want anyone to talk to me because I'm here against my will. ", yeah no.

A year went by, and I settled in pretty well. I ended up apologizing to them and now we're friends. Me and Bryan broke up because apparently he cheated on me right the day after I left. Wow. So yeah I was pissed and hurt when I found out, and cut it off through the phone.

They we're there to comfort me, as I just ended a 1 year relationship that I thought meant something to him. Apparently not.

And while doing that I ended up getting closer to Robin, and before you knew it, we got together. When my ex found out, he was pissed. He called me and started cussing me out as if he didn't cheat on me first. But yeah, Robin gave him a heads up, and he left me alone after that.

But nothing good lasts forever, Robin ended up getting taken by The Grabber. He didn't make it. And so I shut myself out after that.

I wouldn't go out of my room, only to the bathroom, I became depressed. My parents we're worried, everyone was worried. But all I wanted to do was to be with him. So I did what I thought was best...

And yeah... I reunited with him, leaving behind people who cared for me. I felt bad but at the same time I didn't care, all I cared about was him.

I knew I couldn't move on and pretend like nothing happened. So like I said... You know.

And yeah, years went by, people moved on, and we became a memory. But I didn't care, I was with him and that's what mattered to me.

It was hard the first few months, having to watch my family be destroyed, but I knew I couldn't go back. I watched over them, prayed to myself they would move on. Robin was here beside me the entire time. And after hard 2 years they we're okay again.

I smiled from behind them, finally happy they got over it. I grabbed Robin's hand, interlocking our fingers. And walked to the white light. To peace.

#the black phone #tbp x reader #robin arellano #robin arellano x reader #finney blake

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floorbe · 2 years

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AAAA REQUESTS ARE OPEN. Okay. If it’s alright, can I ask for the SDR2 boys reacting to their crush/s/o (whatever fits best) sacrificing themself in the funhouse? (Could be a similar situation to Gundham, could be s*icide, I just want something angsty lolol)

oh fs fs! tw// de/ath and implied su/cide, spoilers under the cut

Hajime Hinata

...What? What? No. Not you. Anyone but you. He can’t believe he let this happen. There must’ve been something he could’ve done. Maybe he should’ve spent more time with you. Listened more closely to what you said. He could’ve prevented this. He’s lost for days. It takes someone else snapping at him for him to even begin to come out of his desolate haze. He finds himself angrier than he’s ever been when he finally does snap out of it. He may still blame himself, but the real reason you died was because of this game. He’ll put an end to it. For you.

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

Guilt ridden. He immediately and irreversibly blames himself, even if it’s obvious that it wasn’t. There was obviously something he could’ve done to save you, some sort of sign of what you were about to do, and he didn’t see it. He doesn’t care if you did it to save others, Fuyuhiko is incredibly selfish when it comes to people he cares about, and he’s convinced that this was not the best option. He becomes even more angry than he was before, but he’s somehow also softer than before. He’s not as explosive, not as ready to fight with others. He’s closed off and distant, and anyone who tries to get close will only get empty threats. Anyone who tries to comfort him will regret ever talking to him. He’ll never forgive himself.

Gundham Tanaka

He thinks everyone is lying to him when he first hears. He has to actually see your body in order to realize the severity of the situation, and even then he still expects you to pop up and laugh at how shocked he looks. He struggles to keep his tears back as he realizes that you’re actually gone. He keeps up a frail facade to everyone else, but it’s obvious how broken he is. His eyebags get darker and darker, he loses more of his unique mannerisms and keeps to himself even more. He deludes himself into thinking that someone else killed you, and will lash out at everyone until it’s finally confirmed that you killed yourself, where he finally breaks down in open sobs. He’ll keep to himself more, but soon others will see he has a newfound energy to avenge your memory by stopping this cursed games.

Kazuichi Souda

Completely and utterly broken. He just can’t understand why you did this. Even after hearing why, or reading a note you may have left, having others explain it to him, he just can’t grasp it. He has a hard time coming to terms with it. He’s slightly convinced that you’ll just wake up and tell him you’re joking. He blames himself heavily. Maybe if he had spent more time with you, you would’ve felt like you could trust him enough to talk about this. You two could’ve figured out another option, he’s convinced. He’s lost all energy he’s had in himself, and others have to drag him out of his room in order to get him to go anywhere. The only way he’ll gain any type of energy back is if someone convinces him you would want him to keep on living. Even still, he’s quieter and more distant, even if his light hearted personality stays in place.

Nagito Komaeda

Nagito is... lost. You were his one ray of light in this place, and you’re gone. How is he supposed to keep going? He’s convinced that it’s his fault. He rambles for too long to anybody who will listen. Talking about how he shouldn’t have gotten close to you, how he knew this would happen, how selfish he is for allowing himself to grasp at happiness when he knew what happens when he allows himself that. And now you’re gone. You let him feel hopeful about living again. He can’t sleep. He doesn’t eat. Others will see him as more irritable and more prone to lashing out during trials; he doesn’t try to keep up his cheerful shtick for as long as he usually does. He throws himself full throttle into manipulating the trials and everyone around him. If there was anything you would’ve wanted, it would be for hope to perspire, right? Right?

Nekomaru Nidai

He won’t hide his his surface level grief. He’ll openly shed tears when he finds out about your death, and even more when he finds out how. He still keeps strong for the sake of others, only fully breaking down in private, but he’s not shy to grieving for you in front of people. He needs time before he’ll be able to comfort others. He’ll grow distant for a while, and to others it’ll just seem like he’s deep in thought. He wonders if he could’ve saved you if he had done something different, but it’ll take a lot to get that confession out of him. He bottles up a lot of those guilty thoughts, but he still tries to find motivation in your death to keep going. He knows it’s what you would’ve wanted. He comforts others in their grief this way, too.

Teruteru Hanamura

He’s broken. You were such a sweet and comforting soul, and you... chose this? He can’t help but feel angry after it really sets in. You left him. You left him in this goddamn trials and you knew that you were one of the only people he really trusted. He’s not really angry at you, he could never be, but he doesn’t know how else to handle his grief. His flaunting facade is poor after your death, the others can clearly see just how badly he’s taking this. He only really talks if someone talks to him first, and even then it takes him a second to zone back into reality. He’s an easy target, and, unfortunately, probably will be meeting you again quite soon. Whether it be by someone else’s hand or his own.

Byakuya Twogami

The most he’ll show in front of others is a tear rolling down his cheek, and he struggles to keep his composure. He’ll hastily wipe it away and snap back into his persona. He can’t find it in himself to insult you or belittle your death as some may expect Togami to, but no one pays much mind to it. In private, he’s a mess. He can’t keep his sobs from ripping through, but the only indicator of this is that his eyebags are growing darker. He’ll be quieter and more solemn for a while, but if asked, he won’t admit any grief. He may let it slip to Hajime that he feels responsible, but that’s as far as it’ll go. He’ll never forget you, and never forgive Monokuma for what he’s forced you to do.

#tw suicide #tw death #Hajime Hinata X reader #fuyuhiko kuzuryu x reader #gundham tanaka x reader #kazuichi souda x reader #nagito komaeda x reader #nekomaru nidai x reader #teruteru hanamura x reader #byakuya twogami x reaer #danganronpa imagine #danganronpa imagines #danganronpa #all sdr2

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thaimeiser · 2 years

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I thought of something and I apologize if anyone pointed that out before, I swear I didn't see it and I'm not stealing your observation.

I was talking to a friend of mine about He Tian's and She Li's obssession towards Mo Guan Shan when I suddenly realized that Old Xian is way clever than I thought. And the meaning behind that conclusion is that they could represent an obssession, the feeling of possessiveness with another person, that at the same time that is very similar, the objective behind it is totally different.

In the begining of 19 Days I have to admit that I hated the relationship between HT and MGS because it was full of possessiveness, abuse, violence and threatens. I know MGS was totally wrong in the incident with Zhan Zheng Xi but I saw no reason to He Tian's continuous actions towards him. It was only with time and perseverence that I learned how to start really liking their relationship.

As I was discussing with my friend, HT's past is what made him behave like that. He didn't have a mother nor a father to actually care about him, only He Cheng but he was involved with the mafia, the thing HT hated the most so you can guess what type of teen he grew up to be. A person without almost any sense of love or affection, a person who wasn't familiar with the idea of what caring actually is. So when MGS stepped into his life he did to him the only thing he knew to do. Demonstrate his feelings through domination and possessive behaviour, because that was what life teached him to do/be. Being selfish and doing what he "needed" to get what he wanted.

I'm not gonna waste too much time talking about all the aspects about HT and MGS relationship, but in summary I can say that I'm really proud of our boys. I'm proud of HT for starting to realize that this wasn't the way it was supposed to be, he wasn't going to get MGS trust or love by being a total asshole and forcing the boy to like him. His character development is still on-going, he still gotta a lot to learn, sometimes we can forget but they're still teens. That fact won't erase the very bad things he did in the past, nor do I want it to because it all shows how much our boy has improved through time, but it shows that he can be very mature for boys his age.

Whilst we see the development of HT, we see the decay of She Li to his worst period. She Li's obssession with MGS can be clearlier than HT's because he isn't after MGS love, he is after MGS undoing. He wants to see the boy wrecked, destroid and he makes it very clear.

In my point of view based in what we could see about She Li's childhood, he's also from a complicated family. His parents seemed to argue a lot to the point where their kid was being taken care by some servants, and I suppose he grew up like HT, without enough love or affection. That made him cold and distant, and with a strange fascination for d*ath and hurting people/animals. He's described as a ps*cho. I can't confirm if he really is one, but his obssession and need to dominate and humilliate MGS is an enormous red flag.

In this chapter we can see the difference between him and MGS, how they were treated. I don't think jealousy is the best word to describe what he might have felt, cause I'm not sure if he's actually capable of feeling it, I'd rather say envyness. He's envy because that little boy was feeling and having everything he didn't get the chance to experiment. MGS was feeling pain, a sensation that She Li couldn't, and was being held caringly by his mother, another thing She Li didn't have.

She Li, then, found the opportunity and started to treat MGS like an animal, "his dog", so he could take out his anger and frustration on that lucky boy who had everything. I believe he enjoys seeing MGS miserable because that's the only moment where he can actually feel something. He must feel powerfull and proud of himself for making MGS look so pityfull.

And that is the biggest difference between HT's and She Li's obsession towards MGS.

While HT seeks for MGS attention, love and affection, She Li searches for his ruin so he himself can feel something.

HT feels a desire.

She Li feels envyness.

Even though they both have a similar past and a possessive obsession with the same boy, they followed extremely different paths, in which one can find hope and the other decay.

And I admire Old Xian for creating such similar, but at the same time, opposite characters.

Yet again I apologize if someone pointed that out before and I apologize for any errors, english is not my mother language.

#19 days #he tian #mo guan shan #she li #tianshan #19天 #rambling #old xian

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ahmanjiro · 2 years

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𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔 | 𝐡. 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

You and Haruchiyo made promises that day. Not even death could separate the two of you.

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Mention of D*ath, +18 (nsfw)

Warnings: Bl**d, drugs, smut, self harm, k*lling.

Fem!Reader

1317 words.

Chapter Song: P!atd - I Write Sins Not Tragedies

CHAPTER 1

"Oh, how cool!" little girl said, showing the manga in her hand. Y/N quickly grabbed manga from her hand and was dazzled as she saw the drawings on the page.

"Wow! How strong they are. I want to beat men like that too!" she said excitedly.

You nodded in disapproval. "Senju, you can't beat people out of the blue."

"Why? I'm so strong!"

"It's ridiculous to even ask why. It's a crime to hurt people out of the blue."

"If they mess with me, I'll punch them. I won't let them mess with you either Y/N. You're my friend!"

You smiled at your friend, even though you was angry at her ridiculous thoughts right now. "I'll protect you too, Senju. You're my best friend too!"

In return, she laughed too. "Of course it is. By the way, we need to borrow this manga from Mikey. I really like it."

"Hmm." You said thoughtfully. "I don't know if Manjiro will let us. But we're friends after all."

"At the end of the day, it's a stupid manga. It's not worth much." Said Senju and used his hand as a fan when her face felt hot. But what came to her mind made her face turn red with guilt.

"Is it hot, Senju?" you asked.

Senju felt herself tense, "I don't know, I think weather it's so hot." She said and tried to hide her blushing face.

Y/N said, "Did you do something?" Senju averted her eyes from you.

"No-"

"You sure did something, Senju. You can tell me, I won't tell anyone."

Senju looked at her friend. The honesty in her eyes encouraged her, but she couldn't be sure. What if Y/N got mad at her for doing this to?

"No big deal-"

"Senju, it's important now that you're so tense."

"Promise you won't tell anyone Y/N." She approached you. "It will stay between us."

You nodded. "I promise."

She didn't know how to say it. The words mingled in her mind as she tried to regulate her breathing. She didn't want her friend to blame her.

What would have happened if she hadn't said it anyway?

After all, how big can an ordinary lie get?

She had just opened her mouth to tell a different lie when the shouts distracted both of them and you two ran outside.

"Hey! Cut it out!" yelled Keisuke.

Senju immediately opened the sliding door and what she saw made both of you freeze.

Haruchiyo on his knees on the floor with his mouth torn and his face bloodied.

Keisuke was pushed to the ground.

And Mikey, standing in front of Haruchiyo, his hand covered in blood.

Y/N said, "Haru?" in shocked. While you was trying to walk towards the boy on the wooden floor, your friend grabbed you by the arm.

Haruchiyo was like this because of her. At least she should have protected her friend.

Senju gripped your arm tighter so you wouldn't go.

The dazed Manjiro didn't look at either of them, but only focused on Sanzu on the ground.

"Smile, Haruchiyo." He said in a menacing and frightening voice. Even though Mikey's just a kid, Senju and Y/N couldn't help but shiver.

Sanzu, who was covered in blood, could not laugh. He couldn't laugh because of the pain, the fear, or the damn confusion he felt.

"Mikey, please don't." Y/N said shakily. The blood frightened all three of them. But what scared the four of them the most was their friend Mikey.

"Smile." said Mikey again. The pupils of the eyes, which had lost their meaning, seemed to have lost their color.

Haruchiyo raised his hands from where he had collapsed. He tried to smile shakily as he put his knees in his hands.

When he finally stood up properly, he had a smile on his face. But it was not a smile devoid of happiness.

Mikey just stared at him for a few more seconds, then picking up her broken plane on the ground vanished without looking at all three of them.

Y/N, "Haru!" she said, breaking free of Senju's grasp and running towards her friend. All three of them were still frightened as Keisuke, Senju, and Y/N looked at the still laughing boy in shock.

"I'll get napkins and water!" Said Keisuke as he hurried inside.

Senju said "I'll bring towel, too." in a low voice when she dont look at his brother. He couldn't look at his bloody face as guilt was eating him away.

On the way to the bathroom, she imagined Mikey making her mouth bleed that way, too.

"W-why did he do it? How c-could he do something like that?" Y/N said while looking at the still smiling Sanzu.

"You don't have to laugh, Haru. Mikey's gone, you don't have to laugh." Despite what you said, the boy was still laughing.

You pulled out the blue handkerchief your mother had given you from your pocket and awkwardly tried to wipe the blood off the child's hands.

It still didn't make sense. Whether you were 12, 20 or 40 years old, for some reason you would never have thought of doing this.

Especially to Haruchiyo.

"Don't laugh, Haru. You'll be hurt more if you do that." You said and threw the bloody handkerchief on the ground.

"After I clean you up, we can go to the doctor-"

"I don't want." Said the boy, and a groan came out of his mouth. He didn't realize that he had stopped smiling.

"Well." You cupped his cheeks lightly with both hands.

"Don't say a word to Mikey." said Sanzu, remembering that you had told him to stop.

"Why?"

"He can make your mouth too like that-"

"No he can't, nobody deserves something like that. I'll tell Mikey that too. How dare he do something like that to your friend-"

"Y/N. I'm laughing. It doesn't hurt."

"Don't lie, Haru. Don't lie to me. How can someone not get hurt in this situation?" You did, but you couldn't articulate what Mikey did.

Mikey and Haruchiyo were friends. Which friend would do this to another, without pity.

"Still, let's clean your face, Haruchiyo." You actually smiled the opposite of the smile the boy had just made at Mikey's word.

Haruchiyo gave you a tearful smile in response. He couldn't really smile like you, but they both seemed to know that it was more realistic than before.

"I won't let anyone do anything to you again, Haruchiyo." You said seriously.

"I promise you. I give Y/N and Haru's promise. No one will touch you." You said and placed a sincere kiss on the boy's bloody lips without feeling disgust.

You didn't care if his own lips were also covered in blood.

"M-me too." said Haruchiyo, looking at your blood-stained lips.

While his own blood was on your lips, a few drops of tears rolled down his cheeks.

"How so?"

"I'll protect you too. No one will touch you." When he said that, Y/N smiled again and Haruchiyo came closer to you and gave you a kiss on the lips with his own trembling lips.

"Then that was also a promise." You said and hugged him, ignoring the blood on him.

"I won't let you be alone." He said and wrapped his arms around your neck. Bloody hands gripped your waist as you hugged him tighter.

"Let not even death separate you from me Y/N."

"Then don't let it, Haruchiyo."

'All three of them changed because of me that day.'

'Even though Y/N is still my best friend, the event that changed her was actually something different than that. '

'A person's first murder and the reason for that murder can sometimes be both frightening and sad.'

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sizzlingpatrolfox · 6 months

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There is a clear difference between an idol concept and a Lucury brand photoshooot

Were pjms waiting for a Taylor of Chaos? It’s about showing the clothes, not a story focused on Jimin

All photos used in campaigns are like that

It reminds me of some fans being upset about Jimin wearing a black suit at athe Tiffany store when they were waiting for tank tops and waist jewelry…like Jimin ever eere that and would in a room full of old white men…

- it drives me up a wall when people want to compare dior to other "fashion" brands. especially when it's pjms like do they not realize that dior is simply on another level entirely compared to other members ambassadorships? this is DIOR they don't work like CK or Celine💀

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I don't mean to glorify Dior or any fashion house for that matter, but yeah... The vibes and the designated audience are so obviously very different.

Jimin, the real Jimin, actually fits quite well with both Tiffany and Dior. Sweaters, vests, traditional lines in pants, it's his thing now. Even in his photofolio he had the "unrefined boy" concept and it was him in a more washed down version compared to the other concepts.

If you look at old content you'll even see at some point in time he used to wear dress pants and dress shoes all the time, very casual-formal.

He can do the kitty gang but all in all, even when he used to wear black leather jackets, he still had that clean-cut very gentlemanish, classic vibe/style.

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boyfhees · 2 years

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𓈃 SAME OLD LOVE BEEF | t. kuroo

CHAPTER TWO. the one i lo(ath)ve the most

PRECIS. after getting humiliated by you on school's forum in the first year, kuroo made it his primary goal to get back at you. now, two years later, when you have seemingly forgotten about the incident, you ask him to pretend to be your boyfriend to drive away the boy who has been following you around lately.

your goal is to graduate peacefully and kuroo's new goal is to be your fake boyfriend and embarrass you so much that no one would want to date you ever again.

GENRE. enemies to lovers ! au, fake dating ! au, slight mutual pinning, humour, fluff

WARNINGS. eh a bit of cursing ig ( 3.71k )

NOTE. YELLING IM SO LATE SORRY HELPPP i'll make this quick yea so credits to @hyeque for the linkedin thingy im sure you've seen it around before + i couldn't think of a user so i used urs bff i hope u don't mind tho lmk if u want me to change it yEAH ANYWAY HAPPY READING BYE

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chemicallykuroo asked : hi do you have some ways to embarrass your s/o?

and he sighs as if he did something revolutionary. well, it is revolutionary in his head. kuroo thinks he’s just a few steps away from finally getting his revenge. the only thing stopping him is his lack of knowledge about how to embarrass your partner, because he has never done that before. ( you see, kuroo, in his right mind, would never embarrass his lover )

truth to be told, he already has a plan. he can make you fall in love and reject you when you confess to him, mentioning how embarrassing it is to fall for your fake boyfriend. however, he doesn’t think he has the time to make you fall in love, for according to numerous books and movies, he has to take you out to make sure you fall for him, and he doesn’t have the time to do that. kuroo is a busy guy. he has grades to maintain and a team to lead. he doesn’t have time to take someone out on dates, especially the person he despises the most.

he sits in front of his computer screen, head thrown back on the chair while humming a random song he heard from kenma’s phone, waiting for the person to respond to his ask. he thinks his life is desperately simple and exquisitely euphoric, but all his thoughts come to a halt when the his phone’s ringtone replaces the silence conquering the room.

“i see you’re online,” it’s yaku, and for some reason, his question offers a great sense of realisation to kuroo, as if he didn’t know he was online.

“yeah,” kuroo’s lips curl into a triumphant smile. “just looking for ways to embarrass yn. after all, i waited two year to do this.”

yaku sighs, rolling his eyes as if kuroo can see it. “the fact that you use tumblr is embarrassing enough for all of us,” actually there’s more, if you ask yaku, since kuroo has linkedin for a social media account, and he hopes this gets out in public so that he would be compelled to make an actually social media account, and not some linkedin profile.

“you have a wattpad account but do you see me complain about it?” a bitter silence follows. the corner of kuroo’s lips perk up, a triumphant smirk dancing on his face. it doesn’t come off as a surprise anymore that he wins conversations like this. as much as he’s all about minding his business, kuroo sure does know enough information about everyone to possibly shut them up when required.

he flinches at the sound of yaku’s mother yelling at her son for not cleaning his room and the smile of kuroo’s face grows wider. the first time he heard about yaku’s room being dirty, kuroo refused to believe it. to everyone’s knowledge, yaku morisuke is the perfect student— good grades, a good reputation, an excellent volleyball player and debater, impressive when it comes to certain extracurricular subjects— he is the perfect rival for kuroo, better than you or anyone else in the school. so, the shock he experienced then kuroo went to his house one fine day to return his notebook, only to hear yaku’s mom scolding him for keeping his room like a dumpster was, in fact, astronomical.

minutes pass, kuroo indulges himself in the running t-rex game while waiting for a reply to his ask, shaking his legs impatiently. the conversations on the other side of the phone don’t seem to stop and gradually, his attention shifts to the game as a whole. kenma might make fun of him for playing such a silly game but, it would never be comprehensible to kuroo as to why the setter seems to despise the game as much as he does. the clicking of the space-bar increases as he squints his eyes at the game, completely missing the way his cat jumps down from the book shelf— one wrong step and a loud thud reaches his ears along with the shriek of his cat, and it’s game over.

kuroo sighs, picking his phone up and balancing it between his head and shoulder before getting back to his t-rex game. “are you done?”

“hi yes,” yaku replies. “what did you and yn talk about?”

“oh, she wants to date me,” the prideful smile returns to kuroo’s face, his brain replaying the events from the morning for the nth time today. “fake date.”

“what—” yaku almost spits the water he has been drinking, much to kuroo’s unawareness. “i thought you were better than this.” the amount of disappointment in his voice is unfathomable.

“she asked me to date her, and why would i let this opportunity go when this could be the perfect revenge plan?” to be very honest, kuroo doesn’t think there’s anything wrong with fake dating, or just, his plans concerning you in general. you did him wrong, now it’s time to pay back. you reap what you sow— that’s how the world works, whether you like it or not. “besides, fake dating isn’t even that bad.”

“you don’t know how fake dating works,” yaku states it as a matter of fact, as if he knows exactly how fake dating works, not like it takes a scientist to predict outcomes of a fake relationship.

kuroo sighs, switching to his tumblr tab and obsessively refreshing the homepage to see a response to his ask. on other evenings, kuroo would be busy completing homework or hanging out with friends. one wouldn’t find him in front of his computer unless it’s about kenma, and yaku finds it funny yet equally exhausting how kuroo, who’s an otherwise patient guy, is on the edge of his chair, sighing relentlessly, all because of you. it costs yaku an ounce of his sanity everytime kuroo vents to him about you, or how you’ve been pretending that he doesn’t even exist for the past two years. what’s worse is that even his nights aren’t exempted from kuroo’s constant complains.

but the captain is blinded by revenge to even notice his antics. he refuses to accept that he still has feelings for you, but continues to talk about you as if nothing else in the world manages to catch his attention. kuroo would write your name on the back of his notebook— there would be a faint smile on his face, as noticed by yaku and a few of his classmates— but then, the smile morphs into a frown and he scribbles all over your name and makes a devil emote, writing ‘revenge’ in big bold letters right next to it. kuroo would be lying if his 2 am thoughts didn’t lead him to thinking about making a hate account for you, albeit he never gave it too much thought because he’s better than that.

another sigh spills off his lips before a notification pops up on the side of his desktop screen, alering all his senses as he clicks on it, throwing the phone somewhere on the bed behind him. if someone were to look at his face right now, they would be convinced that either he’s in love, or he has gone crazy, because the smile on his face is profound.

hyeque answered : eh, idk call them names? lie to their friends ab their habits? why do you even want to embarrass your s/o :/

chemicallykuroo commented : chemistry purposes haha thanks love u bff <3

the call was long forgotten, it didn’t seem like yaku was interested in the conversation either— and even if he was, kuroo is too busy making up scenarios in his head about the day he embarrasses you in front of the whole school. his mind praises himself for coming up with such an impressive plan and making you believe that he’d be the perfect candidate for a fake boyfriend. kuroo is just a step away from his goal, and all he needs to do right now is wait for the next day, besides looking for embarrassing names you can call your partner.

if kuroo knew that he’d be late for school after staying up till three in the morning to make a list of embarrassing names and lies, he wouldn’t have taken the advice in the first place. in fact, he doesn’t know why he spent the night looking for names in the first place. as far as he could recall, yaku has an impressive vocabulary when it comes to insulting others, and even he himself thought of a hundred other ways to embarrass you in public. he had his resources ready, and yet still ended up wasting time and getting late for school. moreover, kuroo forgot about the maths practice test which was supposed to be taken today and again, he blames you for that.

kuroo doesn’t think he’s stupid but you are everything that makes him lose his mind.

“tetsuro!” the sound of his name catches him off guard. his brows furrow as turns around, watching you jog towards him. “morning,”

the smile on your face makes him want to puke. kuroo doesn’t know why you’re smiling, it’s the usual wednesday morning, you have a maths test too, and since you met him here at the school’s front gate, it means you’re running late as well. he watches you pull out your phone from the pocket, replying to a few texts as your smile grows wider— he doesn’t think he can look at you any longer. also, whatever the fuck is up with you calling him by his first name.

“morning, i suppose,” he replies nonchalantly before getting back on the way to his class. “didn’t know we’re on a first name basis.”

“well, it’d be weird if i call my boyfriend by his last name,” even if he agreed to your proposal, kuroo doesn’t think he can ever get used to you calling him your boyfriend. if he’s being honest, he didn’t think he’d ever get to hear the term ‘boyfriend’ from you in regards to him; not like he likes it or something.

his gaze travels back to you, noticing the way your eyes don’t leave the phone screen even for a brief second. so, kuroo, being the amazing boyfriend that he is, snatches the phone from your hand, earning a soft gasp from you as a response. “it’d be better if you pay attention to your so-called boyfriend instead of your phone,”

“i was looking up things that couples do,” the way you phrase it makes him furrow his brows, consequently halting him on the way as you turn around; your impassive face morphing into a series of panic. “get your head out of the gutter! my friends were setting me up on blind dates again so i told them we’re dating,”

as stated before, kuroo can never get used to hearing the words ‘boyfriend’ or ‘dating’ especially when it concerns the two of you, at least not yet. it pulls a couple of strings at his heart and he finds himself avoiding your sight whenever you say something that is even remotely close to romance or relationships. kuroo isn’t aware of the reason behind that, but he assumes it’s because he hasn’t been in a real relationship for what seems like more than a year. he doesn’t think he’s inexperienced when it comes to dating, it’s just that he doesn’t find it amusing enough to give it a thought slash grow his experience.

the advice from tumblr manages it’s way inside his head as kuroo’s lips curve into a menacing smirk, one that you fail to notice. “i happen to know a thing or two about that,”

you’re about to ask him regarding the same when your name echoes through the hallways, making you groan in response. it doesn’t take you more than a second to discern the voice as your friend’s, one who had been setting you up with someone until yesterday, before you disclosed the news about you and kuroo. well, you knew you’d have to put on the lovey-dovey couple show someday to convince your friends, but you didn’t know it would be this early, especially when you’re getting late for your class and you didn’t even think of a made up story that sounds credible enough to make her believe you.

“i get that you’re in a relationship but at least don’t be late to school, geez,” and you almost roll your eyes at her comment. it’s not much, really, but you’re not ready for her unnecessary remarks at 7 in the morning, especially since you’re already late enough.

“yeah, well maybe if you hadn’t stopped her, we would’ve reached the class already,” kuroo interjects, wrapping his hand around your wrist as he pulls you along with him; but you don’t even mind it because you're too busy processing the name he just called you.

“wait—”

“just keep walking. i feel your friend burning holes on my back,” he doesn’t even give you a chance to speak, taking a look at your friend through his peripheral vision before increasing his pace.

you’ve had your share of names given by family and friends, and even your friend’s friends, or sometimes, even by people who dislike you so much that they claim to use eye cleansing drops the moment you enter their field of vision, but this one, pookie, the one given by kuroo, has to be the worst one ever.

and perhaps, the disappointment gets to you even more since it’s him. had it been someone else, you wouldn’t have been overthinking about this— not like you had any expectations, but kuroo at least looks like someone who would have some knowledge about relationships, albeit the name he called you leaves you flabbergasted and with the belief that choosing him as your boyfriend was a bad decision.

“are you zoning out?” you were before his voice brings you back to the reality that you’re ten minutes late to your class. actually, after the pookie incident, you don’t want to go to your class. you can’t have him call you obnoxious things in front of your thirty other classmates and if you already did the job for him and told everyone, then you’d like to go back home.

but those things can wait, you need some answers first. “why did you call me pookie out of all the things?” maybe it’s just that you needed something more than answers, perhaps the logic behind.

“what do you mean why?” he says it like an as a matter of fact. “pookie is so endearing.” and you realise that there’s no logic behind it. it’s just kuroo tetsuro and his lack of wisdom about love and things you should and shouldn’t call your girlfriend, even if she’s a fake one.

you sigh in disbelief. “i don’t think you understand what endearing means,”

“pookie is a name used for a girlfriend who is the best girlfriend in the world. a name used as a cute reference to your amazing significant other. i love you pookie! you are amazing, pookie, and I treasure you deeply,” he describes before cooing the compliments in a tone that makes you wonder if the impression of kuroo you have in your mind is even marginally close to how he actually is. “read that on urbandictionary.”

“god, kuroo, you’ve never dated anyone before, right?” even though it comes out as a question, you know he hasn’t, and if he has, then you feel bad for the person who had to keep up with him. the awareness of being late to school gradually seeps out of your brain as worries about kuroo occupy every corner of your mind. any of the teachers on round could arrive and the next thing you’d have on your hands could be detention and demerits, but none of it seems to concern you, frankly. for some reason, you find yourself worrying about your decision to fake date kuroo, and for all the wrong reasons, at that. “yeah, i mean, it’s obvious you haven’t and you will stay bitchless for the rest of your life,”

“actually, i like staying bitchless,” you blink to confirm if you heard him right, while kuroo crosses his arms as if he’s about to teach you the most philosophical lesson of your life. “you have more time for yourself and your life. it’s therapeutic. you should try staying single for a year or so,” because you’ll need the experience, he thinks in his head, for you’re going to stay single forever after these fake dating shenanigans.

you shake your head, walking away because you can not afford to argue with him on this. staying single is beneficial, but the way he perceives it is making you want to bang your head on the wall. you don’t know what’s more frustrating— that kuroo is your ( fake ) boyfriend, or that kuroo is your ( fake ) boyfriend— because neither seems good. perhaps you had your expectations set a little too high thanks to his campus crush slash celebrity image, but you never knew kuroo, out of all the people, would be like this— like the definition of fourteen year old wattpad fiction girl who believe in staying single for all the therapeutic reasons until they meet the one for them.

“don’t follow me.” you snicker the second you feel him mirror your steps from closely behind.

he frowns, even though it’s fake. “but we’re in the same class,”

“stay ten steps away from me,”

“c’mon, don’t do this, fuzzkins,” he requests, although you feel the evident mockery in his voice. another new pet name, another centimetre of your patience runs thin as you wish to approach your class as soon as possible before you end up screaming in the middle of the hallway on an early monday morning.

another pause before you increase your pace to get away from your so-called boyfriend as soon as possible. “gosh, you’re embarrassing,” thanks, he mutters under his breath, because that's what i’m trying to be.

news surely spreads faster when you’re trying to hide the facts. your initial plan was to disclose your relationship status publicly but after the pookie incident from earlier this morning, you doubt you even want to be seen next to kuroo for the rest of your life. you’d rather spent the remaining school year reading hayato’s corny pickup lines.

“yn, my pookie,” you hear him approach with the detestable name yet again, and this time, it’s amongst your classmates you seem to have heard him, judging from the smiles on their faces. “okay since you don’t like that name. how about pooh bear?”

“how about you simply call me by my name?” because that would be better and you know he knows that too. truthfully, you don’t know if he’s actually this clueless or whether he’s deliberately trying to get on your nerves; though whatever it is, it’s working. you’re about to lose your mind, and it’s because of kuroo.

“that’s not fun you know— the relationships, they’re all about nicknames,” he quotes it like another love guru, when in reality he doesn’t know anything about love and related subjects. “by the way, it seems your friend from the morning doesn’t like me,” your eyes meet his’ before shifting back to your notebook as a sigh rolls off your lips.

“don’t worry, she doesn’t like anybody,” maybe it’s just that kuroo has been getting your attention for around a day now, but the way you don’t even spare him a look while speaking leaves a sour taste in his mouth, albeit, uncharacteristically enough, he’s too busy listening to your worries instead of focusing on his own. “she only likes to complain and is perhaps infuriated by the fact that you ignored and shut her up earlier today instead of paying her any attention.”

“why are you even friends with her? it’s not like you’re late to class everyday, and neither were you late on purpose.” kuroo doesn’t know your friend, not even her name, but he has seen her around a couple of times getting in arguments with someone new every other day. his teammates complain about her every once in a while, she’s everything between a teacher’s pet and the worst student they have ever taught— but that’s just his image of her that he created using all the views people around him offered. “stop tolerating such people, you’re worth more than that,”

“oh,” a pause, and then you feel the air tense for a brief second as if the spirits have been waiting for one of you to say something, and so you do. “that was sweet,”

“no—” he takes a step away, putting his hands in front of you as if that would stop you from getting a wrong idea.“i mean, i didn’t say that for you, it was for my girlfriend— fake girlfriend, in you; for the part of you that is my fake girlfriend, you get me?” kuroo is damn sure he sounds stupid, but it makes perfect sense in his head : him being the nicest guy he is, couldn’t stand seeing you— or rather, his girlfriend in you— suffer, and he stood up for you like any other wonderful boyfriend would.

it all seems to add up in his mind.

and your lips curl into a soft smile as you shoot him a quick glance. “well, i’m sure she’s grateful for your words,” his eyes follow as you grab your stuff and walk out of the class, and he reminds himself to not trail off the path, for he’s getting distracted once again, and you’re supposed to be the person he loathes the most.

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kairoscler · 1 year

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AkiKasa fic where Tsukasa wants to teach his boyfriend some classic WxS style moves, and Akito is too embarrassed. So Tsukasa does something more embarrassing to him so Akito wouldn't be embarrassed of dancing like the theatre kids.

lee!Akito

ler!Tsukasa

DANCE!! AND!! SING!!

Rehearsal was over, but that day was particularly unusual because Akito and Toya had come to watch the group rehearse this time. Emu and Nene had exchanged knowing looks because the four boys were obviously dating with how they teased each other. The girls didn't mind, though.

Akito had stood still to answer a text from Ena while Emu and Nene ran off, planning a next date and Toya and Rui went to Rui's place because Toya took interest in the machine Rui was testing out this rehearsal.

So Tsukasa waited until Akito finished his rather long text before calling over to him with a bright smile, "Hey, Akito-kun! Wanna learn the new choreography we just came up with??"

"Now? Why?" Akito tilted his head at the blond, seeming rather hesitant.

"Come ooooon~" Tsukasa whined, "I wanna teach you some moves, Akitoooo~"

"What makes you think I'd want to dance like you lot, Tsukasa-senpai?" Akito challenges back puffing his cheeks a little in a pout, "You guys move like idiots compared to Vivid Bad Squad!"

Tsukasa lets out an overdramatic gasp with his hand over his chest, taking a step back in faux offense, "Akito-kun! How dare you?!" But Tsukasa couldn’t stop the small smile that made itself known right after, thinking that Akito's pout was adorable.

“What?” Akito raises an eyebrow at Tsukasa quizzically, though he was also smiling a little now at his boyfriend’s dramatic act, “It’s true, though! I get second hand embarrassment just watching you idiots!”

And thus, Tsukasa steps even further back with an even more dramaticly surprised gasp, “Seriously?!” He practically yells.

“Well that’s just unacceptable! As a future star, it is my duty to make sure my friends and boyfriends can have fun with me!” Tsukasa was still speaking loudly, and that made Akito blush a little and cringe because, “Tsukasa, you know we’re still technically in public, right?”

“Yeah, why? It’s not like anyone else would still be hanging around here this late!” The blond’s bright smile almost blinded Akito for a moment when he fully looked at him, and the redhead rolled his eyes just to have an excuse to look away. And then Tsukasa came up with an idea. His smile turned determined while Akito was looking away.

“Ne, Akito-kun~ I can’t just leave that alone, it’s no good if you’re so embarrassed about your boyfriends~” Tsukasa slowly approached Akito, wiggling his fingers teasingly.

Akito tenses, growling out a “Don’t you dare…” as Tsukasa slowly approached.

The redhead stepped back as Tsukasa approached, but it didn’t take long for his back to hit the stage, then he made a dash for it, his partner hot on his heels. He made the attempt to trip Tsukasa up by jumping a couple of the benches because of course Akito would be the type to try and look cool with parkour. But Tsukasa was also quite athletic, despite acting like quite the klutz.

Over benches, through an isle, and up on stage, the chase went on. Upon jumping onto the stage, Akito didn’t exactly get the best footing and fell backward, giving Tsukasa the perfect chance to catch him, arms around his torso, chest against his back, and it causes them both to fall.

Both boys freeze for just a moment before Tsukasa tightened his grip on Akito, arms wrapped around and hands moving down to tickle his boyfriend’s abdomen.

"Pfft-" Akito squirmed, coverings mouth with his hands and already blushing as he made his attempted escape, but with Akito laying on top of Tsukasa, unable to use his arms, and Tsukasa's arms firmly wrapped around Akito, it was fairly obvious the redhead had no escape.

"Ath- thahahat- that's nahahat how it wohuhuhrks, you i-idihihiot-" his laughter flows from between his fingers which were still covering his mouth.

"Akito-kun! I know it's embarrassing, but if something even more embarrassing happens then you won't be as embarrassed to dance with me, right?" He reasoned, logic so ridiculous to the redhead that he couldn't help but respond, yet the second he opened his mouth to speak, laughter came bursting out with the words, mixing with the slight breathlessness from running.

Akito was attempting to wiggle out of Tsukasa's grip when the blonde's fingers slid down to Akito's hips. That made him buck his hips up with a sudden squeal that surprised both Tsukasa and himself, suddenly pausing as the blonde also paused in surprise.

"Akito... you just-"

"No, stohop, shuhut up, Tsukahasa-" Akito interrupts, causing Tsukasa to feign a bit of a frown as he re-strengthened his grip around Akito, and it causes the redhead to start to struggle again.

And Tsukasa went to town on Akito's hips again, interrupting Akito's words.

"Don't be rude, Akito-kun! That was absolutely adorable!"

"Nohohuhahahaha- AAH!" When a finger dipped into his navel suddenly, it made him kick out with his legs and slam his feet back to the ground, voice raising as he almost couldn't stand the sensations both on his hip and in his navel, "AHAHAHAHAHA- AH NAHAHAHAHA"

And yet, the redhead wasn't struggling all that much. If he really wanted to, he might actually be able to break free from Tsukasa, yet he didn't. His hands were even still clasped to his mouth, though his hands were hardly doing much to keep the giggles within the boy.

Tsukasa noticed this lack of struggling and smiled brightly, "Akito-kun doesn't seem to be TOO desperate to escape... could it be that you actually like being tickled?"

The blush that had already formed from laughing deepened at the tease, only obvious to Tsukasa because of the blush spreading to Akito's ears and neck.

And when Akito felt fingers move to his thighs, his struggling renewed, stomping down his feet multiple times as he practically screamed his objection.

"AHH- NAHAHAHA MERHERCY MERHERHERCYHEHE-"

Only then did he move his hands away from his face, actually trying to grab at the hand with a finger dipping into his navel. He missed a couple times, but when he finally grabbed Tsukasa’s arm, the blond stopped and gave Akito a moment to catch his breath.

“Fine, fihihine…” Akito spoke through phantom ticklish sensations as soon as he caught his breath, “… fihine, I’ll join you, but only this once because there’s no one else around.”

Akito secretly very much enjoyed that… though it wasn’t much of a secret to Tsukasa.

#project sekai #tsukasa tenma #wonderlands x showtime #akito shinonome #lee!akito #ler!tsukasa

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