#so again im crying thank you for ur thoughts about it !!! <333

[dootdootwriting]

HIHIHI IDK IF URE STILL TAKIJG REQUEST BUT IF U ARE, ATUSHI,DAZAI AND RANPO MAKING READER CRY? (gender neutral or fem is great if that’s okayyy) TAKE CARE 😘💞💓 make sure ure eating drinking sleeping and all that jazz 🫶🫶

featuring: atsushi; dazai; ranpo (separately tw: mild descriptions of violence/injury in atsushi's part, crying, dazai typical suicide jokes/discussion of them in his part, "angel" as a pet name, swearing (from me) type: angst to fluff, hurt/comfort pronouns used: none (no use of "belladonna") (dazai flirts with another woman but god dammit that man is BISEXUAL. reader is gn) a/n: YIPPEEE THREE OF MY BEST BOYS!! and tysm im actually coming down with some kindof sickness my dad has covid so i hope its. not that LMAO but thank you <333 i'm going to bed after i write this!

under the cut for length <3 i may have gotten a LITTLE carried away with dazai DHAGHDG

ATSUSHI

is it even possible for this dude to make you cry, genuinely? he's such a caring boyfriend that he second guesses just about everything he says in case it could somehow offend you

it's partially adorable and partially annoying

so, him hurting you is pretty much out of the question. so how the hell does this sweetheart end up making you cry??

by getting hurt

he gets beaten within an inch of his life in yet another accidental run-in with akutagawa, and you have to drag him out of that situation as fast as you can, carrying him all the way to the ada

kunikida opens the door, notices your tear-stained face first and then atsushi's limp body flung over your shoulder, and calls for yosano immediately. she arrives in under three seconds, scooping him up and rushing him to her infirmary.

and now, all you can do is wait

hours after the incident, after yosano informs everyone that he'll most likely pull through, you try to get some work done. but with your boyfriend having just nearly been killed, it's pretty much impossible.

ranpo is so worried about how distressed you look that he offers you a pocky stick. you accept it and eat it, but it doesn't taste like anything.

your thanks is half-hearted.

you're sitting there in front of your google doc, eyes tired and red from sobbing earlier. there are three words written on what's supposed to be an incident report. kunikida sighs, pats you on the back, and takes your laptop away from you, telling you he'll take care of it.

that's when yosano gently re-enters the main room, calling you over

atsushi is sitting upright in bed, eyes misty. as soon as he sees you, he tries to sit up even more. yosano snaps at him.

the thing you want to do more than anything is jump into his arms and cry into his chest, but you don't want to risk hurting him even more. so, instead, you opt to gently sit on the edge of his bed and wrap your arms around him.

both of you start crying again, and atsushi promises he'll be more careful next time.

DAZAI

oh good lord . what did he do this time

jokingly flirting with yet another woman and asking if she'll do a double suicide with him again? yeah, that'll do it.

as always, his newest mark turns him down, skittering away as quickly as possible. you don't blame her.

"how come you keep asking people to commit suicide with you?"

"hm?" he doesn't seem to understand, flashing you that head-empty smile. he's completely enamored with you, you can tell, but then... why is he still up to his stupid habits?

"i mean, you're with me now. are you still really looking for someone to die with you?"

"well, you keep saying no, so what am i supposed to do~?"

it's a joke, you can tell. it's always a joke, except when it isn't, and with dazai, really, who can tell?

you don't want him to run off and end his life with some lady he met fifteen minutes ago. and they all reject him anyway, but what if, one day, one of them doesn't? would he be caught off guard and admit he was teasing? or would he not even miss a beat and actually go through with it?

the thought of him just leaving you without warning is so distressing, your eyes start to tear up. you thought you were done with this.

immediately, dazai notices. his eyebrows furrow and his expression immediately sobers.

"hey, angel, what's wrong?"

through tears, you have to explain everything to him. how much he means to you, and how little you feel that it seems that he could throw you and the rest of his life away at the drop of a hat. how you can never tell if he's joking, if he means it, if he's teasing. how much you just want him to stay with you and never leave.

he's taken aback. for a fraction of a second, dazai's eyes widen and he's left at a complete loss for words.

of course, as always, he regains his composure almost immediately, pulling you in as close as he can to his chest and rubbing circles into your back.

"i thought you knew you meant too much to me for me to do that," he murmurs, his voice as low and soothing as he can muster. "i'm so sorry, i didn't realize how much this was bothering you. i won't do it anymore, i promise. and you never have to worry about me leaving you like that. i can't just throw all this away! you're everything."

and he holds you like that for as long as you need before taking you back home.

RANPO

this man and his fucking candy i swear to god

it's always a bargain with him. you want a kiss? okay, but you owe him a lollipop. hugs? while he's working? you'd better have a cookie ready.

honestly, it's almost as if he's doing it just for you. like he doesn't love the affection just as much as you do, if not even more

ranpo enters every request of him with the mindset of it being a trade. instead of both of you receiving a kiss, it's your request, so he deserves something in return.

it's stupid is what it is (in a complete contrast to ranpo himself)

"i'm not giving you a lollipop, ranpo. you either get a hug, or you don't."

"fine, i guess i don't then. suit yourself." he spins his chair back around and gets back to typing, making a point of only using his index fingers to go as slowly as possible

"this is stupid, ranpo."

he swivels back around, his eyes open and giving you one of the most piercing expressions you've seen from him thus far.

"stupid? it's not stupid, it's just the way i do things. if you want a hug so bad, go to kunikida for all i care. besides, you should know better. if my own way sounds stupid to you, that means you're the dumb one. i'm just taking advantage of an opportunity; nobody said you had to get all fussy about it. just get back to work and leave me alone."

it stings! i mean, this is your boyfriend, who, despite being selfish at times, is usually one of the sweetest and most caring people you've met. just because of a lollipop? and you're the stupid one?

you feel like crying.

oh. you are crying?

you hadn't even noticed, and you weren't even sure why - this type of thing was usually something you should be able to suck up and give ranpo the silent treatment about.

but you're crying?

ranpo notices from the corner of his eye, and immediately feels insanely guilty

so of course he makes a show out of it.

"wait! there's something wrong! something doesn't add up!"

he stands up on his chair, procuring his glasses from his pocket and flashily but delicately placing them on his face.

"my lovely partner is crying! which can only mean one thing. it seems... in this singular, incredibly improbable situation... i, the world's greatest detective.... am wrong!"

he drops back down to sit cross legged on his chair again, puting his glasses back into his pocket.

"i'm really sorry, i didn't think this would upset you so much. i'll give you as many hugs as you want from now on."

#gubbiiscool #bsd #bungo stray dogs #bsd x reader #dazai x reader #atsushi x reader #ranpo x reader #atsushi nakajima #osamu dazai #ranpo edogawa #gn!reader #atsushi bsd #dazai bsd #ranpo bsd

[tojisun]

anon from the simon ask here,, sorry if the enclosure thing was to much i didn't know how else to express how insane i am for that man (⁠´⁠-⁠﹏⁠-⁠`⁠；⁠) and never EVER apologize for ranting i love it n i get it ! i don't think i ever saw my feeling so well explained in words. also, i completely understand the competence kink thing there's something so hot about a man that knows what he's doing and simon IS that man like he just looks so capable n ready for everything AND THE WAY HE CARES UGH i could cry thinking of the way he silently shows it. when i first started getting involved in cod i thought he would be this cold cold man but after watching a 5 hours walkthrough (i told you im crazy) i discovered this truly intricate character who seems like he feels so much even if he says so little HHH i just love him. for me his size was a principal attractive because duh but also i feel that it screams safety, like nothing can hurt you as long as he holds you but that could be my own conglomerate of issues speaking ┐⁠(⁠´⁠ー⁠｀⁠)⁠┌ over all, n as dumb as it can sound, he's a big source of comfort for me cuz i feel that if there's someone who could understand me it definitely him.

anyway im looking forward for the new works, i already know they r going to be amazing, and sorry for the long ass ask you can ignore it if you want <3

DONT APOLOGIZE FOR THIS ASK, IM DEVOURING IT!!! thank you for interacting back btw like oh my god i dunno how else to express how ?-$,&2$:$!: i am for this man and so seeing my ramblings be mirrored back makes me so happy 😭🫶🏼 also dont worry about the enclosure thing hahshshd made me laugh so hard, swearr

AND YOURE ABSOLUTELY RIGHT ABOUT EVERYTHING!!! theres something so fucking attractive about a man whos exceptional at what he does. the authority that underlies his competence because well you cant help but trust him; you cant help but want to trust him. AND THE WAY HE CARES??? THE WAY ITS THAT SILENT TYPE??? i (still) dunno much abt him but just like u, i thought hes those cold guys whos a lil bit of a lone wolf yk? then i found out that those dad jokes he kept cracking for soap was to ensure soap doesnt pass out because hes been shot?? i didnt expect it from him tbh but i think thats why i started spiralling harder – seeing how hes just a caring man!!!

N HHHHH THE SIZE AND HOW HES YOUR SAFETY?? ITS LIKE YOURE PEERING THROUGH MY MIND RN??? im sorry in advance bc ive been overusing this phrase but his size, on top of his personality and skills, makes me feel small but in a safe and tender way. does that make sense?? like, when he holds you, it just feels like he’s folding you within himself before tucking you in the pockets in his chest. and hhhh i cant stop envisioning the way that when he loves, it feels like safety and comfort; security and steadiness. LIKE you fit perfectly in his arms, under his chin, your face pressed on his chest where you can hear his heart beating. because he’s alive and he’s safe and he’s back home with you because he’s found a home in you. yk???

I JUST. I THINK THAT DYNAMIC SUITS HIM N YOU SM – HES YOUR SAFETY BUT YOURE HIS HOME RAAAAAHHHHHH hope that makes sm sense bc im typing this w my heart lodged into my throat and ik im rambling all over the place. im just so into him, its so 😭

“i feel like if theres someone who could understand me its definitely him” YEA. JUST, YEA

thank you so so much for ur support omg 🥹🫶🏼 im like a puddle rn its hdhjwjdjd thank you again for this ask darling <333 im sorry that my response turned out long (again) and hhhh sorry for the sporadic capslock usage 😭 take care sweetheart 💘💘💘

#anon #ask #simon is just.. wow yk? #an absolute unit of a man #the way i need him in a visceral way is just. WOW #i cant even explain past me overusing ‘HE MAKES ME CRAZY’ 😭 #but yea! thank u again bb for this ask <333 #simon ghost riley

[tonberry-yoda]

I think im asking too many questions atp idek if uve already answered this one so IM SORRY IF IM BOTHERING but whos ur fav music artist???

Also i know ive requested him before but im unoriginal and inlove so

Can i request

Gyro angst

I feel like being sad rn

AGAIN CONGRATS ON 600 U FR DESERVE THEM ALL🫶🏻🤭

Imma be here when u hit 10k fr

I talk too much OKAY BYE HAVE A NICE DAY!

You're not asking too many questions, omg. i think it's lovely that you wanna ask me stuff <333 currently, my favorite music artist (because i listen to A LOT OF MUSIC) is Gorillaz. I've listened to them since I was a kid and love them so so much <33

also, not unoriginal, i never get Gyro requests and I am so down bad for this cowboy, so thank you for requesting him because AWOOOOGA

it's not super angsty or anything, but I quite like it :)

Stuck - Gyro Zeppeli

pairing - Gyro x reader

warnings - slight angst, nothing crazy tho

word count - 615

You screamed at the top of your lungs, trying to claw yourself out of the earth. How the hell were you supposed to know that there was quicksand in America? And why the hell were they making racers take their horses through it?! Your horse had run off to god knows where and you were stranded. You were going to die here.

Prior, you made the stupid mistake of screaming at Gyro for being an idiot, and he left you in the dust unapologetically. You couldn't blame him though. If your horse didn't have a scratch on her leg, you would've gladly left him in the dust too, but instead you were left behind. And now it felt like the last breaths you were going to take.

For some reason, your brain couldn't stop feeling bad for yelling at Gyro, for being such an asshole to him since the race started. Maybe if you didn't cause all of the situations, karma wouldn't be here to bite you in the ass.

You really couldn't help but cry, watching the sky get further and further from you. God, this was awful. Wet, hot tears ran down your face as the cold mud grabbed your collarbones. You knew you shouldn't have signed up for this godforsaken race.

You took a breath and decided: screw Gyro Zeppeli. He just left you here like he knew it was going to happen. Like he wanted you to die in the middle of the-

Your thoughts were quickly interrupted as you felt a hand grab yours. You were pulled out of the mud and into the arms of… dammit.

“Gyro?!” You pushed him away and almost fell back into the mud, but he grabbed your hand to prevent that from happening.

“Are you hurt?” His voice sounded genuine, like he really cared about you.

“N-No. I'm fine.” You shuffled in your spot before Gyro ran with you, avoiding anything that could be quicksand.

“Dammit, y/n, I can't believe you!”

“I-”

“I don't wanna hear it! You get all pissed at me and I leave you just to find out you almost got killed, you dumbass! Thank god your horse showed up to our campsite or else you would probably be dead because I wouldn't have found out!”

You stood and allowed yourself to get yelled at by Gyro. You did deserve it. You were being the asshole, so the least you could give him was your time. So you swallowed back your pride and listened.

“I'm just, ugh!” Gyro threw his hands in the air and then wrapped his arms around you. “I'm just glad you’re okay.” His voice was soft against your ear, and his hair tickled your arm.

“Sorry Gyro.”

He pulled back and looked you up and down. “It's okay… just… don't do it again.” He grabbed your hand and went to walk off again, but he felt the force of you standing still and stopped, turning to you. “What’s the matter?”

“I'm really sorry Gyro.”

“You already said that, y/n. It's okay real-”

“No. About earlier. I'm sorry Gyro.”

Gyro looked at you with concerned eyebrows and jumped when you threw yourself on him, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck. He pulled you in close by the waist and smiled. “I'm sorry too.” You kept your muddy, dirty clothes covered body pressed to his warm one, letting him pick pieces of trees and rocks off of your shirt. “Now what do you say we get back to the campsite and get you cleaned up?”

You nodded and placed a little kiss on his cheek before grabbing his hand and letting him guide you.

#i hope you like it :) #thanks for the request #600 followers event is now done!! #jjba #writing #fanfic #my writing #fanfiction #<3 #asks #jojos bizarre adventure #jjba x reader #jojos bizarre adventure x reader #gyro #gyro zeppeli #gyro x reader #gyro zeppeli x reader #sbr #sbr x reader #jjba part 7 #steel ball run #steel ball run x reader

[sabo-has-my-heart]

Helloo astraa

This is my first time req on ur acc :33 so may i have a story please between f.reader x law angst, where reader died while giving birth to their child, law is a dr so he was there. If u r not comfortable with it im sorry and dont worry about it :333 thank youuu astraa

Warnings: angst, reader death, Daddy!Law, infants, gn!child

Word Count: 1360

I hope this is about what you wanted, also, I'm not crying, you're crying!

Looking down at the infant in his arms, Law tried to hold back his sobs. They looked so much like you. Why couldn’t he do anything? He was the owner of the op op fruit, a skilled doctor, he was the surgeon of god damned death!… death… you were dead. The mother of his child, the woman he loved… gone. You’d barely had time to see your child, a small smile crossing your features as he brought the bundle over to you. He’d tried his best, he’d wanted to save you. The moment he noticed the complications, he’d started to work frantically. You’d just asked him to see your child, you just wanted to see your child one time. Maybe you knew that you were dying, maybe you knew that you’d never get to see your child grow up. Finally, the sob escaped his lips as he held his child closer, trying not to hold them too tightly as he clung to them. He fell to his knees, he couldn’t do this without you, he wasn’t a father, he wasn’t nurturing, he’d lost his parents when he was 10 and Corazon when he was 13! He didn’t know how to be nurturing! The crew had promised to help him, but that was of little comfort, not when you were gone. A whine and wriggling in his arms drew his attention, looking down at the bundle. Had his sobs woken them? Were they hungry? What was he supposed to do? Law slowly got to his feet, exiting his room. Bepo, Shachi and Penguin would probably know what to do, hell, any of his crew would probably have a better idea than he did. He knew the scientific ins and outs of taking care of a child, he could tell you how much a child should probably eat, how much they should weigh at certain milestones, the chances of them getting sick, what to do when they got sick, the best things to feed them for the most nutrients, he could tell a person all of the technical necessities of taking care of an infant. But a baby wasn’t a scientific experiment, they needed love, they needed care, they needed… they needed you. You would have been better at this. He knew he could be cold and stand-offish, he showed a certain kind of affection for his crew, and he’d shown you affection, but it was different. He didn’t smother you in kisses like some people, he didn’t praise you constantly like Straw hat’s cook, didn’t hold you constantly or snuggle with you all the time. You’d never minded, simply enjoying the moments you got. His arms wrapped around you as he fell asleep, a soft kiss to your forehead when you made sure he wasn’t overworking, telling you you were beautiful in the privacy of his office or your room. Could he raise a child like that? With so few obvious affections? Would they hate him for not saying he loved them more? Would it affect their emotional and mental growth? Once again, he knew the technical and medical knowledge, but he had no idea how to apply it. It didn’t take long for him to find Bepo, the polar bear mink taking care of various minor chores around the Polar Tang. Fuck, was this even the kind of place he should be raising a child? The machinery, the life of a pirate, the frequent darkness in the depths of the ocean. Bepo took one look at the squirming infant before leaning in and sniffing it. Right, that was probably the first thing he should have checked for, why hadn’t he thought of that? He seemed to know exactly why Law was standing in front of him as he waved for Law to follow him. Law wasn’t the only one on the ship who was distraught, the entire crew had loved you, you were a mother before you’d ever even gotten pregnant, just a different kind of mother. The grieving man followed Bepo into the kitchen, watching as he heated some milk up.

“Do you know how to feed them, captain?” Bepo asked, holding the warm bottle. How to feed an infant, first the child needed to… no, that was what all the books said. This would be the first time he’d fed them, the crew having taken care of the infant for the first few days while Law screamed and sobbed over your death. “I think so.” Law said simply, gently taking the bottle. He took a shaky breath, hoping that he was doing this right. It wasn’t all about technical terminology, he needed to… what were you always saying? Go with the flow, don’t plan, just feel it out, it’s okay to not know exactly what you’re doing. More tears streamed down Law’s face as he watched his child drink, instantly quieting down. They looked so peaceful, reminding him once more of you. His heart ached as he remembered that same look of peace on your face. He barely felt the large polar bear hugging him, too absorbed in watching his child, in his memories of you. Why couldn’t you be here with him? Why you? Hadn’t he lost enough people in his life? Apparently not, since you had been ripped away from him. The infant soon decided that they’d had enough, Law handing the bottle to Bepo to take care of as Law saw to his child’s needs. This was going to take some getting used to and, despite his desire to take care of the child on his own, it was going to take the help of his crew. He was still their captain, he was still a pirate, meaning that for the time being, he still had other people to look after as well. Law began to wonder about raising the child on the Polar Tang once more. They’d have a bigger family than if he settled down on some island, they’d grow up surrounded by and smothered with love, none of his crew would allow the child to come to harm. Would they be safe though? He was a notorious pirate, wanted across all four blues and the Grand Line. It wasn’t like pirates hadn’t had children before, and not all children of pirates were hunted or hated, but this was the only ‘thing’ he had left of you, what if they were put in harm's way? You’d have known what to do, you always knew what to do. Once more, he tried to hold his child tightly without hurting them. Cradling them in his arms once more as yellow eyes looked up at him. His eyes, seemingly the only thing they had that marked the child as his. Maybe that would change as they grew older, no, he wanted them to look like you, just like you. They’d never be a replacement, and it would be a constant reminder, but he wanted them to look like you, just as beautiful, just as kind and loving. That’s what he had to do, he had to raise them to be like you, not their looks, you’d never care about their looks, but who they were. He wanted them to be just as kind, just as smart, and sweet and giving. They’d be just as accepting and loving, just as utterly amazing, even if he had to change to do it, even if he had to be more outwardly affectionate or loving, he’d do it for them, he’d do anything for them. Just like how he’d done anything for you.

#one piece law #one piece trafalgar law #trafalgar law x reader #trafalgar law #trafalgar d water law #trafalgardwaterlaw #law x reader #dad!Law #daddy!Law #dead reader #mother reader #angst

[subskz]

alr strap up IN ladies nd gays grindset live reaction to bb4 REAL (⬅️ pretending like the warnings aint got me quaking in my boots)

THE TWIN FLAMES CONVO I AM GIGGLING ND KICKING MY FEET DAWG THEY ARE SAUR CUTE I’M SICK,,, got me feelin delusional fr like yes chanathan nd i are soulmates thx for asking 😏 “do you like your reflection?” ”for once i do” SHUT THE FAWK UPPP I’LL CRY YOU THINK IGAF?!?!

hol up another #ourgeniusgrindset moment,,, a bitch just realized this goes back to bb1 THE FUCKEN PART WHERE Y/N TELLS CHANNIE TO PUT A FLAME BY HER CONTACT IN THE LIBRARY?!?! THE FUCKEN FORESHADOWING?!?!? MISSUS RIN YOU ARE INSANE FOR THIS ONE LITERALLY GOT ME FEELING LIKE THIS CONNECTING THE DAWTS

i loved that whole ass bowling scene like legit i would read 500k words of just y/n and hyungline fucking around THEY ARE SAUR SPECIAL TO ME 🥹🫶🏽 BUT LEE KNOW’S ANNOYING ASS PROVOKING,,, i’m glad y/n is losing patience wit him like mf i will show you a temper 🤣 nd changbinnie once again slaying as the best damn character in this fic i love him saur moch ngl it kinda makes me soft tht he still cares so much about y/n’s feelings even tho minho is his close bestie

OK IM BOUTTA DIVE BACK IN SEE YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE QUEENIE

HERE WE GO!! please step up to the podium and never leave my dearest grindset hehe you know i love reading ur feedback like the finest literature!

they are so disgustingly in love aren’t they…thank you for supporting all the lovey dovey nonsense that ensues between channie and the reader HAHA i simply can’t help myself…them being twin flames gives me the perfect excuse for them to be this corny 🥰 I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU CAUGHT THAT DETAIL…our genius grindset indeed omg ur mind is sharp as ever! yes i wanted to include lil hints of them being twin flames all throughout the story but i thought it’d be more fun if it wasn’t acknowledged until the end hehe…and thermodynamics + the emphasis on temperature was the opportunity for that >:) it seriously warms my heart that u noticed smth as small as that!

that’s so sweet of you to say 😭 u know i love my hyung line boys don’t test me i might just actually do it! i’m really happy you enjoy the scenes w them they’re lots of fun to write! BINNIE <333 truly our best boy and the reader’s lifeline…now that bb is complete it’s safe to say i had the best time writing him throughout the story! and yes! as much as bin loves lino he also has a lot of love for the reader that she underestimates ㅠ

judging by where you’ve left off things are abt to get a lil bumpy out there…i wish u the best of luck w the rest of pt.4 babe ♡

#ask #grindset #💌 #the conspiracy board meme 😭 exactly what it felt like outlining the story

[cubedmango]

NAINAAAA OH MY GOD?(:&:?:& I’M DJD YOUUUUUUU !!!!!!! I’m so sorry I don’t want this entire ask to be pure nonsense so I’m gonna pick up every single one of the million pieces I just exploded into, off of the floor and try and function,,, can I just say you needed to add a warning to that post because I genuinely yelled so loud I felt sharp burn in my chest afterwards WHYY WOULD YOU DO THIS😭😭 KUROSAWA CRYING,, THE BREAKFAST NOTEJNSJS ADACHI AND THEIR LITTLE GIRL CUDDLED UP,,, THE RING,, THE CHERRY!!PYJAMAS I’M FUCKFNFJF oh man. Oh God. Wow you… bless you… you wonderful miracle working legend… like I need you to understand so clearly when I say that my heart took a nose dive upon glancing at that art like my deeply heartfelt love for your art aside the fact that you put it into a perfect visual form with our la sweethearts like I actually can’t move on?? I saw it earlier today and have been racking my brain trying to find ways to properly emote the groundbreaking shift that took place within my soul like. Every so often (every 10 minutes) mind would drift back to Them and I’d have to grab onto the nearest wall to steady myself I’ve officially Lost it. Like thank me? THANK /YOU/ 6473683 times over😭😭😭<333333 I feel like I felt the warm rays of the spring sunshine after a 12 month long winter like truly I’m not sure how but I’m gonna have to join you sensei is gonna receive a mental transmission from me every day onwards BEGGING for this progression it could fix me in so many ways nothing else ever could I just know it…

(other ask below for length)

The ask was getting so long I’m sorry😭 (you Broke Me) BUT your tags had my heart aching because I didn’t even think about that but you’re sooo right like it’s clear that a lot of kurosawa’s unrealistic expectations for himself were ingrained into him through his mother and what she actually expected of him growing up and that manifesting into fears of fatherhood and making the same mistakes is,,,, (had to stop to forcefully regulate my breathing pattern here out of sheer pain) like it’s a perfect next life stage arc that stays true to his character. Plus the whole contrast with adachi being naturally adept and comfortable with fatherhood due to /his/steadfast upbringing and being able to talk things through with kurosawa and help him understand that yeah there’s no such thing as The Perfect Parent™️ but you do just have to learn as you go, while taking into account to be mindful of not making the same mistakes as your own parents but at the end of the day the goal is to create that loving, supportive and consistent environment which he’s more than capable of doing like oh GOD I could eat rocks by the spoonful right now sensei PLEASE,,, I’m gonna stop rambling before every single thought floods out but once again THANK YOU SOOO MUCH for the Kurodachi brain food I’m gonna think about it an insanely unhealthy amount,,, I hope your day was loveliest it could be <333

PLS ANON IM CRYING SM these asks made my day pls im eating up all ur thoughts instantly (and weeps thank u im glad u liked the doodles 🥹) im so unwell abt kurodadchis rn so ty again for putting them in my brain !!!!!

also everything u said abt them talking the possibility out and accepting that they might not be perfect parents but they can actively try to do better and theyre 100% capable of that is just . aaauagGGHHGH i need sensei to make this happen w manga krdc like Right Now and then i need the drama crew to come back and give us a full s2 of this and then same w rd and then-

#THERES JUST SO MANY POSSIBILITIES ITS DRIVING ME CRAZYY #ngl i might make a whole thing for this bc like . I Have To. krdc dads need to be Real this is my duty #anon pls u are always free to ramble in my asks i will take all ur thoughts with the highest levels of gratitude 👐 #and if u have more kurodadchi ideas then blease....... i will thrive off those #my answer

[delcakoo]

HIII ITS 💌 — i wanted to comment on the original reply, but the message was too long 😃 i’m sorry i couldn’t reply sooner! i think bc it was anon, it didn’t send me any notifs :0, im sending this without the anon so i could ask to be apart of your tag list in general~ :0? — lmk if i have to fill out a form or anything of the sorts! it’s my first time openly interacting!! BUT FIRST KEBDKENDKDJSLSK you’re so so so so so sweet!! actually crying rn!! :,)))!! DONT WORRY AT ALL I JUST SHARED MY THOUGHTS & IM SO SO HAPPY TO HAVE SENT A MESSAGE ~~ your way with words & the way they blend together IS SO LIKE KEBDKSNSKDNSK, like other anons have said, the emotion put into your writing showcases how much time, effort, and care you put into your works! writing is such a beautiful art, and i absolutely love the way you write! —

JSHDKSJDK HELEPEP i definitely enjoyed captain puff ~ and so did many many others!! so no worries at all, the dynamic was definitely SO 🫧🫧🫧,, I LITERALLY LOVE HOGWARTS AU’S NOW & I NEVER READ MUCH ENEMIES TO LOVERS BUT…………….. 🌝🌝 KSHDKSJDKS LITERALLY SHIFTED MY ENTIRE GENRE.

especially being a hufflepuff myself i was actually super interested in seeing a hufflepuff being a mc!

NO NO ITS NOT RAMBLING AT ALL KEEP GOING KSHDKSJDK,, that imagine of what happens following the events of captain puff sounds rly good fr tehheheeeh 🌝🌝🌝🌝🌝🌝🌝

i would definitely be one of the ppl going back to read as a morning routine fr LMAOAOA - oh!! speaking of, your other works are absolutely fantastic and again the same praise for formatting, (not to be an english teacher but) figurative language?? LITERALLY YOUR WRITING IS JUST 🫧🫧🫧 OH MY— THIS MESSAGE IS SO LONF GELP IM SO SORRY YOURE WONDERFUL WOOO ~~

AHHHH OMG HELLO LOVE SKHDDJS YEAH I THINK U DONT GET NOTIFS IF UR ANON :( AND YES OFC U CAN BE ON MY TAGLIST ILL ADD U RN <333 AHAHSNSHDJM THANK YOU YOU’RE SO SWEET TOO >:(( I FEEL HONORED TO BE YOUR FIRST INTERACTION ON HERE ILYSM 😭😭🫶🫶💖💖

🥹🥹 thank you for acknowledging that yES i do put a lot of time in my writing!! even just those short soft hour drabbles took me like 30-45 minutes each even though it takes like 3 minutes to actually read it 🥲🥲 and dont get me started on how long ‘behind the net’ and the enhypen reactions took kshdjdn 😭 IT REALLY MOTIVATES ME THAT YOU CAN SEE HOW MUCH I PUT INTO EVERYTHING I LOVE U SM AAHHJDHD AND WHAT U DONT LIKE ENEMIES TO LOVERS!? ITS SO ENTERTAINING THOUGH SJHDJDBF I’M GLAD I COULD CONVERT YOU A BIT… IMAYBE I’LL HAVE TO WRITE THAT PART 2 TO CAPTAIN PUFF FOR YOU SJHDJDDNB 😭

AHHJDND THANJ YOU AGAINJSND YES I GET WHAT U MEAN :000 YOURE SOSO CUTE AND SWEET DO NOT WORRY ABOUT THIS BEING LONG AT ALL >:((( MUWAH MUWAH

us

#delcakoo #🫶🫶

[dearsoobtnik]

HI honeyy, it feels like it’s been ACTUAL AGES since we talked,,, school and exams are really taking up my time ☹️ only 2 left tho! German and Biology wish me luck >.< I hope you’re okay, how are you doing?

I am actually here under ulterior motives 😳, I had some.. spicy thoughts, as you know I’m not one to describe things in ✨detail✨ because I get embarrassed easily, so if you’re up for it, have fun with these ideas! (I was a blushing mess writing this I cannot, how do you deal with writing such amazing smut without being extremely embarrassed)

so my first thought was:

(1)Beomgyu and s/o who is often exhausted (physically or mentally) so they sleep a lot and are kind of on sleep mode all the time, so I imagine them both having talked abt if his s/o is comfortable with BG still touching them etc. (in this scenario they consented) so imagine, they’re just watching TV nearly dozing off, but BG feels very needy, so he asks his s/o for consent and it ends with them sleepily riding him, then he takes over and it’s just rlly soft sex, afterwards they’re falling asleep on his chest and he takes her to a bath, cleans her up and brings them both to bed. (stan aftercare!)

My other thought is:

(2)BG and a rlly shy s/o, Beomgyu usually notices them being needy and gives them the attention they deserve, since their relationship is a bit fresh they haven’t talked about all their kinks, so he usually just does really vanilla stuff with them since they’re shy, but sometimes during sex, his s/o says rlly surprising things like “It turns you on when I ride you right? You love it when I use you like this.” or “Please cum inside me, I just want to be yours” and it drives him INSANE, his s/o doesn’t mention it afterwards and is all shy again when they’re done, but he can’t stop thinking abt their moans and the look on their face saying such dirty things to him.

some other short thoughts I have are: (3) reader being a popular stripper or (4)reader having financial problems, so they’re a camgirl to pay for college and txt member secretly watches them, but they don’t know bc they keep their streams secret,he also meets them in real life (maybe on a party?) and they start going on dates, so when reader streams, they start thinking of him (bc they’re falling for him) while pleasuring themselves and nearly say his name out loud on stream… (srsly I once read a camgirl!reader x beomgyu fanfic and it was amazing, why don’t people write that more often???)

(5)And lastly toys,,, idk why but toys are not being mentioned enough in smut fanfics for real!! it’s mostly over/understimulation and your usual dom stuff, but nobody writes about sex toys,, I think taehyun, yeonjun and beomgyu would definitely be up for using them (especially taehyun)

yeshhh that’s all i hope you have fun with these ideas, omg imagine making a fanfic with camgirl!reader being confident on stream because that’s their persona but being rlly shy in real life,,, so kind of combining thought 2 and 4 with a little of 5 maybe 👀👀 wow i am nearly begging you to write smth similar at this point, that’s how carried away i’m getting 😳😭🤍

please take care, stay hydrated eat well and sleep tight! 💗🤍

OMG IM GOING TO CRY MY MOM JUST ATE MY STRAWBERRYS,,,,, AGAINNNNNNNNN someone cancel her i’m done i’m done

-❄️

WELCOME HONEYY<33

THANK YOUUU, U MADE ME SO HAPPY😖❤️

im really so much better rn, i miss my blog, writing, readers, you😭 so im happy😢 AND WHAT ABT YOU?? Hope ur all well<33

Aaaand idk lol, im not a shy person in my real life (lol😭) so I don't know what to say, but I think your shyness will break as you continue to write!<3 Always be relax dear, I like your writing really... And ur ideas)); <33

But wait, I HATE BİOLOGY Thank God I don't have this class right now.🤧 Good good good good luck, darling! <333

OKAAİİ

First of all, I want to start at the end, because I really like it. That cam!girl idea... made me scream... I swear. This is so hot??! wanna write it)): Soobin and Beomgyu??? Especially Beomgyu, but- AAAHHDDDHAJ EVERY MEMBER?!?! My mind is full of crazy things rn HELP

Abt these sex toys!! I have read about Taehyun, and this man is ruining me. With his everything, seriously... I remember that telling my roommate about him ALL NİGHT-

So I think I shouldn't give spoilers for my future plans LMAO

And at the same time, this is complete Yeonjun. He's the second member I think is open to new things. (1st Beom lol) I think you guys are having a normal day and he suddenly say, "Baby, how about we try a vibrator?" Or he will be quite excited when you tell him that you want to try sex toys. Oh, wait. Just imagine him holding you in his arms to comfort you and turning that damn vibrator around inside you while watches your face... God, we really need more sex toys fics.

For some reason, I'm thinking about doing "Peaches" part 2 right now. And I want to use sex toys there too. I hope I can keep this idea alive because I'm thinking the same thing about "Oranges" 🥺

Ahahagsghshd I love writing lazy things. Easy and hot. ;) It's like a break for all the hard ideas I have in mind. My love, riding is my weak point and you say "messily ride"???? Really? Would I cry? So good...

So It's time for me to drop my drafts? :D Definitely.

You can always make me want to write, im so grateful. Really really really thank you my babe, really... Love you so much.

(shh i can share my strawberries with you🥺 i bought them yesterday🥺come💘🍓🍓)

#snowfie babe #really missed you

[sungbeam]

today’s your first day right ??? i’m probably a lil bit late but gl with your classes today !! <333 i hope everything runs smoothly and i’m sending you all the virtual hugs rn 🫂🫂🫂 but ah, physics. pls i was never a science person, so i feel you 😭 it’s ok tho, i’m sure you’ll do just fine. and humanities wow !! pls i was never much of a humanities person either 😭 so that’s admirable honestly 😭 i hope you have a lot of fun !! not just in hum but also physics !! and just all your classes in general ^_^

thank youuu !! the program, like i said, allows me to go at my own pace, so rlly it could be as short or as long as i’d like, but average is supposed to be 6 months skdjdkd and i started it back in january bc my dad encouraged me to but that was obviously when i still had about 6 months of school left djsjsjsk so i obviously prioritized my actual school over this program since i could take my time with it anyway, and it’s rlly inexpensive which is nice. but yeah my goal is to complete then certificate within the next few months to hopefully get a ux design job by like ,, february or so ?? but yeah :D

and oooh the medical field ok i see you 👀 that’s actually rlly cool and is also smth i wish i was interested in bc i love that you get to help so many ppl !! but unfortunately there’s a lot of things that gross me out bc i’m rlly sensitive to certain things 😭😭 sksjsj which is why i rarely watch medical shows sksjksk but i’m glad that’s smth you could possibly pursue !! wishing you the best, whether you decide to go into that field or find smth even better for you on the way 🙏🏻 i’m sure whatever you choose tho will be a good decision :) also gl again on your classes today !! have fun !!

THANK YOUUU (_ _;) just had my first class which was english so it was really chill, and i have a history class in the afternoon (phys tmr sjxnskndjd) so v chill first day lmao but omg EM !! i made another friend today 🥺🥺🥺 i feel like i unknowingly target the chinese-speaking girls 😭😭😭 but she looked really confused and lost and i felt that, and ig it also helps that i speak chinese skxndnfk but she told me after class that she thought i was pretty and i went (´Д⊂ヽ ME????? ME ???!?!?!? like she's so pretty too tf and i feel bad cuz my chinese sucks :') but yeah i hope she doesn't drop out cries

ooh six months !! yes def take ur time w it and that's so great that it's inexpensive like my wallet and my mom's wallet r crying from uni expenses :') sometimes i wonder if i made the right choice picking this school, but i remind myself to make the most of it 😔✨ hope u get the best job and by february as well !! manifesting great things bc i see u doing great things in the future 🙏🏼 what made u want to pursue a career in this industry? do u like coding or compsci things :0 (dunno if im even in the right BALLPARK tbh but pls do educate me TT)

tysmm yeah kind of on the fence abt medicine rn but i really do love helping people :') it's like one of the two major factors that convinced me this was a worth-it path to pursue (?) but yeah, the cards have not fully been revealed just yet and my mom's hoping i can miracle my way into graduating in three years so i can have a gap year btwn med school and undergrad (which would be nice too but we'll see haha)

#sungbeam strikes again #em 🍪 #moot ❧

[pinkseas]

[parasocial bestie] it is absolute not wrong to add ur blorbos in the picture no matter how unnecessary cus ur the writer <333 we love to see her there!!! iirc the fics i read from u so far i never saw her in than just name being mentioned like kaeya too ID LOVE TO SEE HERRRR ALSO GOOD EVENING ALY i hope your writing spree goes well pls balance it properly with your other work it can get a bit painful if you dont!!! and u need all the energy and muscle strength you can get 👊👊💥💥💥

HI BESTIE HI I WAS JUST THINKING ABT U AND MISSING U OMG abd 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 crying shaking sobbing... no bc i mention she and kaeya offhandedly in at least the second fic, i dont think i did in the first? but In My Little Brain in this xiaolumi world the party i imagine the most frequently is lumi, xiao, barbara, and kaeya. i think she'd be pretty close with wanderer too like they're literally girl best friends she'd be close with a LOT of them actually but those she travels with the most often? those who become far stronger than they used to be because her own power is so abundant and so used to having its match around to synchronize with that it seeps into them and irreversibly effects their very souls the more time they spend around her? them. and again wanderer too but smth abt her and xiao's relationship and her and wanderer's relationship are so separate in my mind that when i think abt xiaolumi i dont tend to consider him much if at all.

and In The Barbara Fic i don't think i mention the traveler at all? i dont remember id have to look back but. its just building barbara and kaeya's dynamic, i remember towards the start before i brainrotted xiaolumi at all i thought so hard abt barbara and kaeya having girls nights (sleepover, gossiping, doing each other's hair, having weirdly deep conversations in the dead of night, etc) and lumi joining in eventually and then lumine introducing ayaka to them and suddenly its a little party and all of them are younger siblings and ayaka brings SO much gossip abt politicians she doesnt dare name and general inazuma bullshit but its okay bc kaeya and barbara are literally in mondstadt completely out of the loop and also not snitches and and and and and and and and

well. barbara kaeya dynamic is Special To Me and barbara is special to me and kaeya is special to me and their dynamics with the traveler are special to me and something about wishing and constellations being what makes characters stronger something about lumine with stardust in her blood and bones and the energy of the galaxy empowering those around her the more she trusts and cares for them <- it always circles back to c6 barbara somehow i swear. anyways so BASICALLY i need to be put down. dig a grave hit me over the head with a shovel as i cartoonishly topple into it pat the dirt down plant some flowers boom good as new.

HELP I JUST LOOKED BACK AT THIS I FEEL SO FUCKING INSANE its bc the scene im working on is in fact one of the barbara kaeya ones they are So On My Mind Right Now and its making me so much worse crying emoji

ANYWAYS I HOPE UR HAVING A GOOD MORNING I HOPE UR DAY GOES WONDERFULLY I AM HOLDING UR HANDS WE R SKIPPING IN CIRCLES lalalalalala AND THANK U FOR HOPING IT GOES WELL 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 god me too, i prommy i wont let myself burn out or make things imbalanced like Work work is gonna kill me this week but writing........ writing will Save me i think. hope. Dear God Please.

#parasocial bestie tag

[onlyswan]

hellooo art!!

I reblogged your latest drable but I dont think you saw my reblog comment 😔😔 but I need to tell you how much I loved it. ( bc you deserve all the love in the world).

Firstly,

I MISSED YOU ART BABY!

thank you thank you for your works, again theyre sucha place of comfort<3

i hope youre doing ok art, please take care of yourself, and dont listen to the stupid, idiotic ppl in ur inbox they're delulu🙄, we love your writing very much <3

this drabble made my heart do summersaults all over the place, truly you have talent!

i never thought that underwear folding would be so inciting to read about 🤭

i love the domestic nature of it, a simple romance, so so so sweet,

i hope we get to see oc and koo making their apartment... well theirs, in the future, im so so invested in them its unhealthy,

... oh and also defs team jungkook for the lights 🤜, i love oc but white lights >>

thank you art!

- alfi <3

oh noooo i’m so sorry alfi my beloved ㅠㅠ 🫂 i do see all the reblogs! but i just take my time replying to fully take in your wonderful messages during my down times especially the longer ones <333 but ahhh this is making me cry you’re the sweetest ever i love love love you so much :(

I MISSED YOU TOOOOO 🥺 i’m taking good care of myself! and i hope you are too! and as for that, it can be disheartening at times for sure, but your kindness to me speaks louder <3

hehe i’m happy to know that you loved it and it did what i wanted it to do 🤭 i had lots of fun writing it !! one of my favs so far i think

you keep on motivating me to write thank you so much for your interest in them! 🥹💘

#i totally get it #i am also unhealthily invested in them #i don’t even want to calculate the total word count of the series #😭😭😭 #art’s mailbox #for keeps <3

[ragegrove]

@flayedprincss replied to your post: 

I love how you flash out every single BPD trait so perfectly when writing Billy 🥺 makes his characterization so accurate 👏✨💖 #TALENT

OMG,,,,,, coming from a talented queen herself... this means so much to me. thank you so much angel. 🥺  <333

#save. #i am.... <3 !!! #tysm tysm tysm x500 #it really means everything to me #this notification made me so v happy #bc like...YES its everything to me and more to make sure i get EVERY SINGLE ASPECT about his mental illness absolutely right #cause it can really be a GIANT challenge if u dont know what ur doing with a person like this #i had knowledge on it before i took on him so it helped me a lot to just take off writing him but the more i've wrote him the more i've #really understood it so clearly and then it was my job to put it into words to make sense #because it can be really confusing for those who have no idea whats going on with him #and then just knowing i can do this so accurately makes me !!!!!!! #so again im crying thank you for ur thoughts about it !!! <333 #🥺 🥺 #the talent hashtag.... my heart do be exploding rn *SOB EMOJIS X100*

[1-800-iluvhockey]

Hughes sister reader dating either Trevor or make Trevor have a brother her age and everyone is going insane in the comments? Instagram edit plz

oh I love this idea!!!! kinda left it on a cliffhanger because I love the thought of trev with a hughes sister 😂

(all pictures and storyline are works of fiction!!!)

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y/nhughes - back at honda center to visit my nhl besties 😋 (thank you to trev for the tix , & alex for cry laughing with me when trev tripped tonight)

tagged @/ anaheimducks

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trevorzegras - good to see you again y/n/n ☺️

↳ y/nhughes - missed you oh so much! 😌

_alexturcotte - glad that we got to see you trip after you scored lol @trevorzegras

jamie.drysdale - nice to meet you both!! see you later this week lol

↳ y/nhughes - literally so excited for it!! (trev I think I like jam more than you 😂)

trevorzegras - you and I both know that’s a lie 😁

↳ jackhughes86 - what’s that supposed to mean?! ^

↳ quinnhughes_ - lol what

lhughes_06 - I’ll fly to Irvine to keep your ass in line y/n

↳ y/nhughes - dude I’m older than you ^^ trev and I are besties 😌

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trevorzegras - 🅿️

tagged @/ sonnymilano, jamie.drysdale, y/nhughes, & jamie.drysdale

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y/nhughes - these are from like christmas TZ (and where are my photo creds?? I took both of these 🤨)

jamie.drysdale - he finally went to the store today to pick them up 😭😭 ^^

_alexturcotte - LA > ANA

jackhughes86 - Lakers >

anaheimducks - can’t even defend your antics tz when you have put this post off for months 🤣

↳ trevorzegras - not my own team against me 😭

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y/nhughes - get you a boy who would wear pink for you !! 💖💗💘 #myboy #sorryguysimtaken #happy6monthsT!!

tagged @/ trevorzegras

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trevorzegras - sunrises and sunsets with you > also I love pink (and you oh so much) and you know it

↳ y/nhughes - thank you for being my person 💘

jackhughes86 - OH MY GOD WHAT IS THIS. NO NO NO

↳ lhughes_06 - BIG SIS HAS A BOYFRIEND AND ITS TREVOR?! TREVOR ZEGRAS WHO USED TO PLAY PONG AND TEACH ME HOW TO PICK UP GIRLS ZEGRAS

↳ quinnhughes_ - Y/N ELLEN HUGHES

y/nhughes - hehehe — I’m dead (@_alexturcotte) please call my mom and tell her that I love her, because I have a angry Q on one line, and angry J on trev’s line….. lolz

jamie.drysdale - I love you two together, but man this is entertaining to watch 😭 (trev is in the living room pacing and trying to explain to one brother)

lhughes_06 - I know that you are older than me…. BUT ARE YOU KIDDING ME (if I wasn’t at a team dinner I would be calling Lex.)

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trevorzegras - my ucla girl <333 thank you for putting up with me for the past 6 months!! #sorrynotsorry #mybaby #hughesbrospleasedontkillme

tagged @/ y/nhughes

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y/nhughes - sorry for you having to deal with the wrath of my family Z!! but I love you and our life in socal!!

↳ trevorzegras - it’s okay hon, I love you regardless of their antics !! (ur the best and I’m headed home to bring you ice cream) 💗💕

elblue06 - sorry about the family, but I always knew one way or another you two would be together! Jim owes me $50 !! 💙 welcome to the fam (again) Trevor!!

↳ trevorzegras - thank you mrs. hughes!! you’re the 🐐

y/nhughes - see! someone in my family approves lol

_alexturcotte - glad I don’t have to be the secret keeper anymore !!! you two are adorable 😌 (sorry jacky but he treats her like a queen)

jackhughes86 - I have no words for any of you right now.

l_hughes06 - hurt my sister and I will fly down to break your face, zegras

↳ trevorzegras - I’d never hurt her; ever.

y/nhughes - trev, you’re the kindest person and you love me unconditionally…. unless if its mario cart with the boys 🤨

↳ trevorzegras - IM SORRY I NEVER MEANT THAT & IT WAS ONE TIME BABE 😭 (but seriously I love you more than words could ever say & the hughes bros will never scare me off, ellen might have but…….)

↳ jamie.drysdale - no I agree with Y/n/n that was so funny 😭😭 but I’m glad that you are public because I hated having to be the alibi guy… 😂

anaheimducks - what happens when @trevorzegras & @jackhughes86 have to meet in Vegas for Allstars in a few weeks?!

↳ njdevils - 👀 war? memes? we will find out in a few weeks and y/n MUST document it !!

↳ y/nhughes - that’s if I go and if trev survives 😭 @anaheimducks & @njdevils ^^

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abbster’s taglist: @bellaguarneri @hockeyboysarehot @hockey-lover86 @pierrelucduboiis @the-stars-shine-above-us @pulpfixion @owenpwr @oskarlidblom @dylandukerr @yorkshirespirlo @juliasahoshughes & whoever else

(doing this by memory again because I can’t access the app that has my taglist! sorry if I missed you! <3 )

#abbster answers #thank you anon <33 #1 800 iluvhockey insta edits #trevor zegras

[saintobio]

[visibly shaking and crying] hey, Satoru redemption arc antis, [sniff] y-y-y-you, you got what you wanted [sniff] toji fuckers [sniff] it’s our time [sniff] i-i-it’s our time t-to shine [cries harder]

—that is the first and last time I type shit like that, anyways, i took a break from slandering Satoru and instead now i found a new hobby of defending homeboy now for fixing his wrong doings. I say i don’t believe in second chances but in reality i give everyone irl second, third, even eighth chances. As i see it is that fuck a second chance because if you do give someone a second chance it meant that they fucked what would have been their only chance (idk if that makes sense), however second chances, imo, are only valid if they do show that they learned and grew from their previous shit and now i’m rambling. WHAT IM SAYING IS THAT SATORU DEFINITELY IS VALID FOR A REDEMPTION ARC BUT I LIKE DRAMA AND THROUGHLY ENJOYED THE ENDING WAYY TO MUCH

–This is how i imagine Satoru walking back into his apartment after all of THAT

Disclaimer: i could have edited that better but rn isn’t the time

ALRIGHT WHAT IVE BEEN WAITING TO SAY AND I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH, LEMME HEAR YALL SAY IT: 📢FUCK🔊//📢THEM🔊//📢KIDS🔊

part of me was so happy that Sera was negative and Ieiri was so quick to put her in her place [deservingly] because god damn for claiming that MC is selfish and entitled, that’s so hilarious to hear her say that, considering her track history of entitlement, egotistical and narcissistic tendencies, shits hilarious.

Bitches and Bros, and Non Binary hoes, [respectfully] Naoya

On god, fuck Naoya, I don’t, what crawled up his ass and died along with any sense of kindness is beyond me and what i would like to know why does this sense of evil manipulative genius kinda hot? IM SORRY BUT IM LIVING FOR THE DRAMA. As much as i enjoy the idea of fucking shit up on the expense of Sera getting used, now that it’s put into practice, i really do feel bad for her, like damn Sera thought she did something while MC just was so done with her shit and just ENDED her existence with one sentence ONCE AGAIN IM LIVING FOR THIS,

I COULDNT FIT A MEME OF HOW I FEEL ABOUT TOJI BOUT TO MAKE A MOVE HOWEVER IM INTERNALLY SCREAMING BECAUSE HOMIE ALMOST SLIDE INTO THIS HEART AND BETWEEN THEM LEGS TOO IF HE REALLY WANTED TO- THE SEEN IS LIVING IN MY HEAD RENT FREE I CANNOT

I hope you’re doing well and you take care! Please take your time and don’t rush yourself with any future chapters, you deserve to put yourself and your health first rather than this, this ask is already way too long, but to sum all of this up:

Saint, respectfully and platonically, hand in marriage pls <3

YULI OMG THE GIF IM LAUGHING SO HARDJFJS AND UR GOD TIER MEMES AS ALWAYS 😭😭😭 help ur intro to this ask too i rly enjoyed reading through this, thank u <333

#saintobio.asks #series: sincerely not #sn: memes

[junova]

↬ 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞 | 𝐫. 𝐝𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐞

abstract — the one where ransom gets a taste of his own medicine, but you happen to be so much sweeter than he’s ever been. 

pairing — ooc!ransom drysdale x fem!reader 

wc — 4.1k+  im so sorry lmao 

warnings — cheating (if u squint its very vague), angst, fluff, slight self deprecation, ransom is kinda nice idk, i want a soft!ransom drysdale now pls, this is also very messy so read at ur own risk!

[m blabs] — howdy howdy! first time ransom fic. woot woot! still kinda finding my voice w writing so i hope you like it! <333 

His mouth set in a hard line as you continued to curl into his chest, the span of your confidence seemed to be wiped away with a nightmare from the past. Part of him was upset you hadn’t told him anything, the blind leading the blind, as you stepped foot into his family event. Seeing the last person you’d ever thought would be there. 

Surely by now, he thought you would trust him but it was more than evident you still didn’t. You persisted on hiding everything from him, anything you were sure might tick him off. 

Well, Ransom wasn’t necessarily known for biting his tongue.  Although, in your presence, he was learning what to say and where to say it. 

It really surprised him. Not one woman had been able to tame him, not since he’d be fucking everyone in sight. His desire was endless and not one single individual would be enough for his fill. 

Then, he found you drunk and sobbing on the concrete, right outside of the bar he was exiting. To this day, he still couldn’t tell you why he stopped for you. He never really paid attention to anyone if it wasn’t to his own benefit. Ultimately, meeting you was, even if he wouldn’t realize it then. 

You flinched from his touch when he patted your shoulder, gently asking if you were alright. If anyone asked him, Ransom would surely deny he felt you pull at the strings of his heart in an instant. 

He just knew. 

Maybe it’s why it took him so long to accept it, to believe in what he felt for you. Definitely not because you did nothing but be the most wonderful human he’d ever met. More had to do with him. 

Ransom dropped you off the first night you met in your small apartment downtown, definitely on the rougher side where he thought his Rolex sporting his wrist may get stolen. 

A cute little thing like you living in a neighborhood like this — didn’t make much sense to him. Then again, it certainly checked out with his privilege why he didn’t. 

Truly, Ransom didn’t realize how fortunate he truly was. Of course being a trust fund brat gave him the ignorance to live in an unmatched state of bliss. 

He still remembers the moment. 

Watching as you fumbled with your keys, finding it more than difficult to open your front door. It was cute, with your tongue poking out between your lips in concentration. Now, he wondered how he’d forgotten why he’d gone to get hammered at the bar in the first place. 

“Here, let me help.” New to Ransom, he offered a giving hand. Grabbing the key from your jittering fingertips before unlocking your door. He tried to hand you back your keys, but you pulled him so close, your chest touching his own. Dragging two rapid hearts through your apartment. 

“You smell like him.” A dopey smile on your face lighting every dark sight of Ransom, not that you’d know it did. “I smell like who?” 

“My ex-boyfriend.” Your hands cupping his cheek, but you were too drunk to realize how Ransom flinched from your touch. 

He didn’t push you away either. 

“But he definitely didn’t look this good.” Defying all laws of his own nature, Ransom let you stay in close proximity to him as you felt him up. Your hand resting on his chest, traveling lower stopping at his stomach. “Definitely didn’t feel this good.” 

He watched as you sighed, your puffy eyes were only slightly swollen and the mascara was still staining your skin with the rest of the makeup you wore. If anyone had asked him, you’d looked like a wreck but he still found you alluring. 

Ransom always liked his women looking more than fucked out, usually from gagging around his cock. Not crying over a broken heart. Nope. He definitely did not like dealing with a woman's sorrow. 

“He never let me touch him though. Guess that should have tipped me off.” You let your hands travel back up, wounding themselves around his neck before they applied more pressure — pulling him into you. 

Ransom found you pretty confident for not even knowing anything more than his first name and the car he drove you in. You were definitely craving attention and maybe he’d be more than happy to oblige but the little voice in his head Dr. Shoal told him to listen to was being a pestering, little bitch. 

What did Ransom want? 

Right now he wanted to drown himself in some sweet ass pussy. He knew you would give yourself easily to him, especially in your drunken state. Clinging onto him like he was a vine. 

The smaller part of him, the better part, knew you were drunk out of your mind. Absolutely plastered, but you had to stand there looking like a goddess. 

He didn’t really know why he was letting you touch him, maybe in hopes the deeper, darker side of him would win like it always did. Ransom knew better, even if he tried to hide it from everyone including himself. 

He liked you. From the very first moment, he knew he’d have to get you. Whether it cost your own sanity or his, Ransom didn’t care. 

It’s why he left you drunk and alone, safely tucked into the comfort of your sheets with his number left in your phone. Even taking the liberty of texting himself from it. 

He could never be too careful. Letting you slip through his fingers was simply not an option. 

Thanks to him, you didn’t forget about him. 

The next morning your memory only held vague images of a handsome stranger helping you home, thankfully he seemed to be nothing more than a doting gentlemen. The first for you to ever come across. 

Until later in the afternoon the following day, Ransom introduced himself and checked up on you, worming his presence into your life. 

Then he kept talking to you everyday, surprising even himself in the matter. Truly, he couldn’t help it. Part of him loved how gently you spoke to him on the phone. No one ever talked to him with such a level of care. 

He always warranted yelling, usually he was the one who stirred the pot. He enjoyed it, and thrived in a chaotic environment. It’s what he grew up in. Ransom was more than comfortable with his own family yelling and cursing him out until the sun came up. He did just the same. 

So, whenever you sweetly asked him how he was, it threw him off guard. 

Not a single soul even cared or bothered to ask him anything. Truth be told, Ransom was a sack of shit treating everyone like they were the gum beneath his shoe. It didn’t matter who talked to him — Ransom was simply more superior in every conceivable way. 

He would succumb to not a single soul. Paving his own way through life, with only the money from his trust fund of course. 

Then the two of you fell into each other and he could pinpoint the exact moment he did. 

The weeks and months blended together. He couldn’t really tell you why he was still lingering around, while he got nothing in return. You did get him off once or twice, but he wasn’t fucking you like he really wanted to. 

Maybe it was the innocence in your eyes pulling his soul into the very little good he still had left within him. Or maybe it was the way your thumb dragged over his cheek when you thought he was in slumber, blissfully unaware of your touch. 

More importantly his favorite thing, the way you let him hold you when the two of you cuddled. Your arms wrapped tightly around his waist, bouncy cheeks pressed into whatever knit sweater he decided to wear that day. 

It was all the little things, unknowingly making him fall in deep like he never had before. 

Unwelcoming to him, his mother came barreling in one Sunday afternoon, while you slept in his arms. Even as Linda screamed his name, you never jolted, out like a log. Safe in the peace he kept you in. 

Linda looked annoyed, irritated he even had company in the first place but not surprised. What truly shocked her was they both had clothes on.  Not truly believing Ransom was capable of such a sinless interaction. 

He knew what she wanted; he didn’t even have to move from his position to continue a private conversation. Not that it would get him off the couch, and out of your embrace in the first place. 

“I said no. Don’t know why you bothered coming here.” Linda angrily sighed. “You should at least show up.” 

Ransom didn’t notice, but subconsciously continued to run his fingertips up and down your spine. Linda did. She noticed that he didn’t even care she was judging him, but let you remain unbothered sleeping in her son’s embrace. 

“It’s for Walt. You need to be there.” She stepped closer, hoping the increase in her volume would wake you. “I expect you to grace us with your wonderful presence as does the rest of the family.” 

The sarcasm dripped, attempting to coax him out of the four walls he never seemed to leave. Not recently, anyhow. 

“I already told you, I can’t.” Now Ransom was irritated and he really wished she would calm the fuck down. It was one day, one event. There would always be another, that much wasn’t lost on him. “I have plans. Send him my best.” 

Assuming it was the rumbling of his chest when he spoke, you moved jolting yourself in his arms, before remaining still again. His heartbeat continues to soothe you. 

“You have plans? What else could be more important than your family?” The louder Linda’s voice grew the more you stirred, pissing him off. 

He really needed to change his locks. 

Even if he had no intention of going, he needed his mother to leave. Really for your own sake — trying to save you from Linda giving you a cold shoulder followed with a third degree burn. 

“Fine. I’ll go. Can you just leave?” She accepted Ransom’s submission, before looking at your figure. Sound asleep and clinging to her one and only, sinking your claws into him. 

She really didn’t like the way Ransom was looking at you. Linda was positive he would never be able to care about someone other than himself, but here he was, holding you close to his chest. 

Almost like his life depended on it. 

“Who is she to you?” With a raised eyebrow, eyes narrowing to you before meeting back with Ransom’s cerulean blues. 

“I don’t know yet.” Ransom paused looking down at you, so beautiful. Holding a light so pure, so radiant; he hoped no matter how cruel he could be, he’d never act like that towards you. “Maybe someone I don’t deserve, but want to be better for.” 

His rough, calloused fingers drawing mindless patterns on the exposed skin of your waist. He didn’t know what Linda said next or when she left. 

Time seemed to stand still, his confession hitting his chest fiercely. He let himself sit with it for a moment, before you woke up. Enjoying a moment where he didn’t have to deal with anything, he didn’t have to say a word. 

He could just enjoy the moment without eyes judging him or you questioning why his eyes seemed to shine just a bit brighter whenever you were around. 

It was the first of many. Moments where he felt small pieces of himself chipped away into your care. Planes of existences within him no one had ever scratched the surface of. 

Much like right now as you cried into his chest, begging for mercy. 

Because you were afraid. Terrified you had made the worst mistake, an unforgivable one. You lied about your past and to Ransom it felt like more than a betrayal. More accurately he felt a dagger in his heart placed strategically with your murderous hands. 

He’d never felt such empathy and pain at once. Maybe he’d never been empathetic a day in his life at all. 

Until now. 

To make matters worse, he knew his entire family was watching the whole scene from the window. It wasn’t from worry or concern for either one of you. Mainly all of them enjoying pain being inflicted on Ransom. 

Linda of course wallowing in her ego, he could practically see her bask in her own pride. Another thing she’d been right about checked off the list. 

The rest of the family watched the two of you fight with shiteating grins permanently stamped on their face. They’d never seen Ransom care about anyone but you. To watch the relationship he held so close to his heart blow up so publicly, only fueled the fire to Ransom’s rage. 

Except Harlan. 

Even through his hot, beating anger Ransom was trying his best to comfort you. To calm you down even if you had been the one to be caught red handed. Harlan couldn’t believe it, someone Ransom seemed to care about more than himself. 

More than any of his family. Not that Harlan was offended. Well, maybe a little, but more so he was thrilled his grandson finally found someone he had to grow up for. Someone he had to earn, not buy. 

No bribes. No schemes. No games. 

Just you. 

“Hugh, please talk to me.” How could he? It’s not like he had much to say. Maybe he did, he just wasn’t sure how to get the words out without hurting you or himself. 

“I know I lied and I fucked up, but please — we need to talk about it.” Soft hands reaching for his own, but he brushed them off, his hands snaked higher on your waist. “We should have talked about this the moment you met me.” 

Dead silence is all you were met with as he walked the fine line of pushing you away, leaving you behind and pulling you closer than he ever had. 

“You’re right. I should have told you the truth but can you blame me?” He met you with solemn eyes and his own heart beating rapidly. “Yes I can.” Ransom was trying to act cold and distant but the two windows to his soul told a different story. 

“That’s fair.” Even as he was holding you, Ransom still felt like he was a galaxy away. He was withholding himself from you like a turtle retracting into their own protection. A year ago, before he met you, he knew he would have never even recognized it. 

Now, you made it possible for him to be aware of just how much he had changed. He broke old habits of his own just to please you so when you disappointed him, this unreachable high standard he held you to, it shattered his sense of self. 

“Did you still love him?” Ransom questioned you. “I did. At the time, he’s all I ever really knew. I thought that’s what love felt like. The only image of love I had was the one he gave me. So, I ran with him and it crushed me.” 

Ransom had to pretend the words you were speaking didn’t split him into you two. The image of you falling in love with someone else was enough to make him wanna strangle your ex. 

His friend. 

“Then we just got into one really big blow out. Right in the bar in front of all of his friends I had met for the first time that night.” You reached for a chunk of his sweater, clenching the material in your hand, like you were trying to convince yourself to let the words fall from your mouth. 

“He told me how much I’d been irritating him and I couldn’t help but notice every girl he flirted with and touched right in front of me.” You tested the waters, placing both of your hands over his chest, the beat of his heart calming you down. 

“Then I just cracked. It was only one of the many fights we’d been having over the course of the past few months. Everyone single argument pushed me closer to the edge, until the last one actually did.” You sighed, watching as he frowned. 

“I ended things that night, before getting thoroughly plastered and soon enough crying on the cement. Wasted and lonely out of my mind, until I met you.” You moved your hand from his heart, cupping his clean shaven face. 

“You made me realize I never knew what love really meant or felt like.” This piqued Ransom’s interest. 

You said love. 

Could a tragedy bring out the words Ransom craved to hear more than anything in the world? 

Maybe you cared about him, more than anyone ever showed him. But loved him? How could someone be as hateful as him be worthy of someone like you? 

Even if you had broken his heart, he’d done far worse to more people than he could count. He wasn’t really in a place to judge but it didn’t change the fact it still hurt. A lot. 

“Hugh.” You heard him gulp rather loudly. “Yes?” His tone came out as more of a question than a response. 

The silence he gifted you was unsettling at the very least. “You've barely said a word.” He was surprised he didn’t scurry off in his beamer the second he saw the guilt reach your eyes. 

He was surprised he hadn’t let his anger take over and let the rage he felt inside body take it all out on you. 

He was surprised he somehow couldn’t inflict a single hateful word towards you, even as you sat with his heart in your hands. 

In pure bliss of just how much you owned him. 

“I hate it. This fucking corner you’ve back me into. Not to mention for the prying eyes of my entire family to watch the show.” The sharp tone he uses sensoring you. “You used me just to get back at him.” 

“Like I was some pawn in your game and I really even shouldn’t be mad.” He paused, trying to choose his words as carefully as he can. “I’ve done the same thing to so many different women. Used them and threw them out at my earliest inconvenience.” To your surprise, even Ransom’s, a single tear left his eye showing you how much you really meant to him. 

You hated yourself for letting it get to this point. 

“But you? I could never even think about hurting you. I could never live with myself if I treated you like everyone else because you’re so much more than that to me.” The tears continued to roll. The dame Ransom kept shut his entire life, opened because of you and he just wanted to make it stop. 

He would give anything — even you. 

He just wanted to not feel like a piece of shit for once in his life. For a moment, he thought he might have a chance to be something more than the picture he portrayed in everyone’s mind. You showed him maybe it was more complex than it seemed. 

“I just assumed I was that for you.” You sighed in frustration, softly wiping his tears away. “You are, though. You are more than that.” 

“Then how could you be so okay with lying to me?” The crease between his eyebrows only created more of an indention as he felt the anger trying to escape out of him. 

You let the tension get to you first. 

“Because I-I was scared if I told you the truth, you’d never tell me.” You puzzled him once again. You softly reach up between his furrowed eyebrows, the pad of your thumb smoothing it out. 

“Tell you what?” His mind was clouded with the possibilities of what he could have missed. 

“I can’t spell this one out for you.” You were tired of being the one to do everything first. Even if your intentions weren’t free from fault once you realized who he was, your feelings for him were anything but. 

“I don’t know what you want from me. You only let me fall for you because you knew how much it would hurt him.” He bit back, growing impatient and tired. “Any other time, I would have cared. Probably would have been more than happy to assist. But you made me-” 

Then Ransom cut himself off, jumping out of the swing and away from you. 

“I’m sorry. I can’t do this. I thought I could.” He literally sprinted to his beamer, but you chased him. 

You were hell bent and just as crazy as he was. Maybe it’s why it worked for as long as it did. 

“Hugh! Get back here.” You were running, thankful you’d gone for a more casual outfit today, the sneakers supporting your feet far better than the heels you’d usually wear. 

Maybe if it was someone with a normal childhood upbringing you would have just cut your losses but this was someone who chose to be called Ransom. 

This was someone who chose to run away from love and care because the only affectionate way he knew how to treat someone was to throw money at them. 

This was someone who had the communication of a ten year old because that’s when his own mother didn’t bother to mess with him anymore before sending him off to boarding school. 

This was someone who didn’t know how to love — and to be loved. 

By the time you caught up to him his was digging for his keys, but he couldn’t fucking find them. 

“Hugh Ransom Drysdale.” Your tone was sharp and he knew you meant business. “For once in your life, stop running away.” 

“Why not? What good has it ever done for me to stay?” His back was facing you, his broad shoulders stilled with the rest of his body. Almost like he was ashamed of what he was hiding. 

“I can’t speak for everyone else. I can’t speak for your mother or for Richard. For Harlan or for anyone else you thought might abandon you and really did.” You inched you way closer until you knew he felt how close you were to him.

“I can only speak for me.” Giving yourself, the final piece of you to a man who might run away from it. 

You were so close he felt your breath on his back, and it made him tremble. He was shaking, terrified of it all. You didn’t let him be for long. 

Intertwining your fingers with his, as he kept them at his sides, rubbing your thumb along the palm of his hand. 

“I’m sorry for the way I hurt you. Lied to you. You never deserved it. Never.” You thought it would be easier if he didn’t have to look at you while pouring your heart out to him. A theory proved to be right as he gave your hand a squeeze. 

“You’ve done nothing but treat me like a princess. You’ve done right by me, more than anyone else I’ve ever met in my life. It made me feel inadequate. My dark secret, always looming over us like a dark cloud of my own personal doing.” 

“I’m sorry I haven’t done the proper thing by us and made you feel like I used you. You had every right to feel it because I did.” You took a deep breath, mustering up the courage to face whatever the future held for the two of you. 

“I never expected to fall in love with a trust fund, playboy brat.” You felt him take a deep breath, like a breath he’d be holding all his life could finally be set free. 

“I love you, Hugh.” The next thing you knew he had you pushed up against the car, lips hungrily attacking your own. 

All forgiven because you love him. You actually were in love with him. 

He couldn’t fathom it really because you’d been the first. To accept him just as he was. The first to refuse to call him Ransom because you like the way Hugh rolled off your tongue better. 

You liked how he felt on your tongue, too. 

The first to tell him Fran and Marta should call him Hugh because you wanted to be the only one who got to. The first woman to cook for him, willingly and not attached to the Thrombey payroll. 

The first woman he had ever fallen in love with. 

The first one he’d stick around and not run away for. 

So, he kissed you. Hard. Softly whispering how much he loved you into the kiss, because maybe he wasn’t ready to say it outright. Loud and proud. 

Yet, he felt it with every bone of his body — no longer lost in the blues.

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hello, i am obsessed with your writing! i was hoping you could do a george x reader where they both have a mutual crush but george ended up asking someone else to the yule ball, reader doesn’t go, but they make up or something? i just crave some angst with fluff and your writing is perfect. if not, that’s okie, ty!

coward // george weasley

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a/n: im extra in love w george rn omg........ thank u sm for ur request!!!! i hope this was angsty enough for u <333

summary: George asks Alicia to the ball when he really wanted to ask you, but he makes it up to you.

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George Weasley made your heart race any time he walked in a room. He made you loose your train of thought, he made you weak in the knees, he made you practically incapable of speaking. 

You were the last thing George thought about before bed. You were constantly the topic of his conversations, you made him blush whenever you smiled at him.

So, it would only make sense for George to ask Alicia to the Yule Ball. 

At least, that’s what you had been telling yourself over and over again since you had heard.

You hadn’t even really expected George to ask you, honestly, but you had thought there was a possibility he liked you; maybe he would have gone alone but asked you for a dance. Instead, you watched George lean onto Alicia’s desk in Charms, his forearms flexing under his weight, his hair falling perfectly over his forehead, saying something to make Alicia’s head throw back as she laughed.

You definitely felt your heart race, your head empty, your knees weaken, and incapable of speaking, but you also felt nauseous. You forced yourself to look away, feeling a lump form in your throat. As you stared down at your Charms textbook, tears blurred your vision and you did anything you could to try and stop them from falling down your cheeks. You had nearly calmed down, your breathing coming to a normal speed, when you saw a shadow fall over your desk.

You took some lasting deep breaths, and looked up, meeting George’s smiling face.

“Hey,” he said, slipping into his seat next to you.

At the beginning of the year, George had been moved from his seat next to Fred in an attempt to stop classroom disruptions. It would have worked, but George felt just as compelled to talk to you as he did Fred.

You nodded silently at him, forcing a smile.

“You alright?” he asked, leaning closer to you so your shoulders were touching.

You were hyperaware of his touch, as if sparks flew from you both. You could barely focus on keeping your voice clear, the small amount of contact sending your brain flying. 

“Yeah,” you managed, sounding a bit forced.

You ducked your head back down, subtly moving away from George.

George resisted the urge to punch himself. You seemed upset, and he wanted to do nothing more than wrap his arms around you and press a million little kisses to your face. Instead, he had wimped out and asked his closest female friend to the ball, rather than plucking up the courage to ask you. 

He hadn’t wanted to do it. Fred was teasing him about his lack of a date, him going with Angelina and all, and it was getting to George. He looked around the common room, eyes falling on the first girl he knew, and asked her if she had a date. He made it very clear that they were going as friends, and he knew Alicia had a crush on some Ravenclaw boy in the year bellow them. You didn’t know any of that, though, and George felt rotten about it.

Your mood had seriously decreased since he assumed you found out he was taking someone else. You no longer smiled at him in the halls, avoiding his eyes, and just avoiding him in general. He had no idea what to do.

When class was dismissed, you practically leapt from your seat. George followed quickly after you, ignoring Fred’s calls to wait for him. George beat you to the door, standing in front of it and looking down at you with a hopeful yet sympathetic smile.

“Can I walk with you?” he asked, his hand not turning the doorknob as a line of people wanting to leave started to form.

“Sure, I guess,” you said, pretending to be confused rather than annoyed and hurt.

George swung the door open, looking down at you as you walked past him and out of the classroom. 

You walked side by side for a few paces, George stuffed his hands in his pockets and had a look of concentration as he thought about what to say. You willed yourself to breath normally, pressing your tongue to the roof of your mouth to stop from crying. Just being near George was a reminder that he hadn’t liked you back, that he was taking someone else to something you had wanted so badly to go with him to.

Finally, George cleared his throat and gave you a sideways glance.

“I just wanted to make sure you were alright,” he said, speaking slowly and softly, “you’ve seemed off these past few days.”

You wanted to stop walking, turn around, and go straight to your dorms where you could suffocate your tears in your pillow. Rather, you decided to pull yourself together. You cleared your throat, putting on quite a convincing look of being fine.

“Yeah,” you said, looking up at his worried expression, “I’ve just been really tired.”

George nodded slowly, not believing you. He had been confident that you liked him, that him asking Alicia was what had been making you so upset. If he was wrong, then he was wrong, but he hoped he wasn’t.

“Oh okay,” he said, biting the inside of his cheek as he began to feel the same feeling of rejection you had been feeling.

“Yeah,” you mumbled, nodding your head.

You both walked in silence for a few more paces, the gears in George’s head turning.

“So,” you looked up to him with a smile, “I heard you’re taking Alicia to the ball.”

George swallowed a lump in his throat, looking down at you with his eyebrows furrowed. His sad eyes met your cheerful ones, and he felt his heart sink. He coughed, forcing away this feeling and trying to keep the conversation going.

“Yeah,” he mumbled, gaining volume as he went, “yeah, I asked her the other day.”

“That’s great, George, I’m happy for you guys,” you lied, biting your lip as you gave him your best fake smile.

“Well,” George snapped, “we’re only going as friends, so not much to be happy about.”

You got quiet, not expecting George to get angry at you like that. You looked at your feet as you walked, happy that the Transfiguration classroom was only a few feet away.

“Y/n, look, I’m sorry-” he started, but you cut him off, turning to look at him with your hand on the door handle of the classroom.

“It’s fine,” you smiled at him, “I shouldn’t have said anything.”

You left him in the hallway as you went into class.

Alicia looked beautiful, she really did, but George’s mind was elsewhere. 

Fred nudged his brother as they watched their dates come down the stairs, meeting them in front of the Great Hall. Fred happily took Angelina’s hand and whisked her into the Hall, ducking his head to hers and pressing a chaste kiss to her cheek.

“Hello, George,” Alicia said, coming down the stairs and standing next to him.

Neither of them made a move to grab the other’s hands, and George was thankful for that. They walked into the Hall, trailing after Fred and Angelina.

George danced, he drank some punch, and he talked with friends. He made himself have somewhat of a good time, but you were always on his mind. He scanned the crowd every two seconds for you, always peering over Alicia’s shoulder as they danced.

“What are you looking for?” she asked him, her hands loosely resting on his shoulders as they danced to a slow song.

“No one,” George shook his head, returning his gaze to his friend, “Nothing.”

“C’mon, George,” Alicia pressed, looking up at him with a knowing smile.

“Y/n,” he said, sighing heavily, “I thought she might come.”

“Why would she come?” Alicia asked gently, “You didn’t ask her.”

George feigned shock as he looked down at her, hoping she was joking.

“What are you talking about?”

“You asked me as friends instead of who you really wanted to go with,” she said matter-of-factly, casting a glance to her left at the Ravenclaw boy she had wanted to go with, “and I did the same thing. We’re both idiots.”

George chuckled, pulling Alicia into a hug as the song finally ended.

“I really hate to do this to you,” he started, but Alicia was already pushing him away by his chest.

“Go, she might be in the Astronomy Tower,” Alicia said to him, smiling.

“Thanks,” he mumbled, pushing his way through the crowd and out of the hall.

He nearly sprinted to the tower, taking every hidden passage way he knew and wasting no time. 

Heavy footsteps sounded up the stairs, and you spun around, looking at the staircase. You had gotten ready for the ball, dressed up and everything, but just couldn’t make it down those stairs and into the hall. Instead, you snuck up to the Astronomy Tower, hoping to find some peace, alone. 

You began making excuses in your head that you hoped whichever teacher caught you up here would accept, heart beating in your chest. 

However, the flaming red hair and boy clad in handsome dress robes made your heart beat faster than it ever had before.

“George?” you called out, not really speaking to him, but to no one in particular. He was the last person you expected to see.

“I’m so sorry,” he panted, taking large strides to you.

“What?”

“I should have asked you,” he breathed out, not taking his eyes off of your face, “I should have asked you, not Alicia. I was a coward, and I’m sorry.”

“George-” 

“You look beautiful,” he said, finally so close to you that your chests were nearly touching.

He looked down at you, removing his hands from his pockets and cupping your cheeks.

“I’m so sorr-”

You stopped him, standing on your toes to reach his face. You kissed him, eyes fluttering closed. Your hands slid up his chest, balling up the collar of his robes and pulling him closer to you. His hands slid from your face, one going to rest on the back of your neck while the other went to your waist. His lips were slow and gentle, and he sighed into your mouth. Your lips turned up in a smile, and he pulled away once you were out of breath.

“Dance with me?” he asked, removing his hand from your neck and holding it out to you.

You took his hand, and he held it up as his other hand tightened around your waist. You put your free hand on his shoulder, squealing as he pulled you closer to him.

He slowly moved you around the room, humming a tune as you danced. You rested your head on his chest, melting at his touch.

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