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This Is What You’ve Gotta Do pt.2

Megumi x fem!Reader

Fluff, wholesome. Megumi I confesses to you. Megumi and Itadori are aged up.

Megumi pov

After talking with Itadori I made my way back to my room. And With my new found confidence thanks to him, I can tell her how I feel. Ever since she joined us and shows her strength I’ve wanted to know her, really know her. Her abilities rival mine and I can’t help myself but want to know more. Her quick thinking and snarky remarks draw me to her. She’s always been kind to me, even when I was unsavory to her. I can’t help but feel bad for the way I treated her when I first met her. I thought she was just another Jujutsu Sorcerer bound to die in this shit world fighting a cursed spirit that she couldn’t handle. God how wrong I was. She’s been able to fight off cursed spirits that would be hard for a second grade to handle. Hell, I think she should be a first grade or higher.

I needed to figure out a way to tell her that wouldn’t be too awkward. I thought about just asking her out for the day, but I’ve never done that before so it might be weird for her. I now know that she feels the same so maybe I should just rip the damn bandaid off? I groaned with annoyance at this. I just want to finally tell her, but I’m overthinking it too much. She feels the same way that I do, but why can’t I come up with a way to tell her? My rapid fire thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door. I was confused by this considering how late it was and how Itadori told me that he was going to sleep. Groaning slightly, I got out of my bed and opened the door. And to my surprise, it was her. She was here at this ungodly hour. It would take a fool to not know what she was here for. I knew I needed to tell her first. Then she began speaking.

“Fushiguro I’m sorry for coming so late, but there is something I need to tell you. I need to tell you-“

“L/n I like you.” I interrupted boldly

A massive blush erupted my face. She stood there with a smile on her face and I could tell that she was blushing too. She took one of her fingers and poked my cheek and laughed a little. Her cheeks pulled up into a full blown smile which made my entire body erupt with heat.

“Megumi, you’re blushing” she cooed

“Shut up” I responded looking at the ground.

L/n then took that finger and placed it under my chin pushing it upright. Her eyes sparkled and I swear she was the most beautiful person I ever saw.

“Gumi, I like you too. I have for awhile. I just wanted to tell ya soon. Not telling ya was causing me unnecessary anxiety. I only got the confidence to tell you like a few minutes ago. Itadori came to my room and practically yelled that you liked me and told me to tell you” she spoke

“Are you serious?” I deadpanned

“Yep” she said

“Funny, he came to me too tonight and told me that you liked me and said I need to tell you how I feel too.” I told her

“Guess we have some thanking to go to him.” She spoke

“Yeah, I guess we do” I said while smiling.

“So do you wanna go out tomorrow, we have a day off?” She asked

“Yeah, that sounds really nice L/n. And please, Call me Megumi.” I said

“Alright Megumi, call me y/n then.” She said giving me a closed eye smile.

“Goodnight y/n”

“Goodnight Megumi”

Just as I was about to close the door, she pulled my shoulder and kissed me on my cheek. I froze for a second and as I was about to speak to her she ran off. I smiled and touched the spot on my cheek. I was excited for tomorrow and to try and show her the side of me that I hope only she gets to see. I closed my door and knew I also had to give Itadori a formal thank you for helping me get the confidence to tell y/n I like her. I won’t tell her this yet, hell not for a while, but I’m excited for when I can say I love you.

Here’s part 2. I didn’t think I would make this but here ya go. Been a little busy lately with life. Hope everyone had fun during the holidays and if you didn’t, I hope you have good days soon. Thank you for reading❤️

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-L.W.L

Part 1

This blog has been a saving grace for me and I want to thank each and every person who has liked my stories. I love you all and I’m so happy to be continuing this blog!!!

Thank you so much! For 10k likes!!💜

-L.W.L

Hey, could you write a Kisaki tetta x chubby reader story where the reader gets bullied a lot by her classmates and she tries to hide it frpm him and pretends everything is fine? If you don't want to write for Kisaki, Hanma is okay too.

And btw I really love your blog! Keep going♡

DOUBLE STANDARDS

༊·˚ HANMA SHUJI X CHUBBY READER

᭝ ᨳଓ ՟ content warnings bullying, ooc hanma, suggestive themes, brief description of injuries, hints of body insecurities, characters are both 18+.

hanma confronts you about a bruise.

hanma is no stranger to the odd looks given to him by the elders and children alike and currently students. whispering as they've seen him leaning on his bike, a cigarette on his mouth while waiting for his chubby girlfriend to finish her school works.

he wasn't really supposed to take you home or maybe to some place to hangout knowing how studious you are. kisaki have no plans today and there's no gang fight for him to join and it wouldn't hurt to see you in your school uniform. flicking his cigarette he hears the ringing of bell. signalling the end of classes for that days and it was minutes before students rushing to get home flooding the school gates.

who the hell is this guy? he can almost hear the thoughts of the students after seeing him in his bike parked outside school gates. he's used to the stares and them being cautious to a guy like him. he was not dressed for this kind of institution and definitely not a student. with his tattoos in big bold letters in the back of his hand and the color of his hair and the way it was styled added by his simple henley white shirt and the earring dangling in his ear. shuji hanma is not good news.

he was about to put his cigarette in his mouth when he spotted the plush figure of his girlfriend walking among the crown. he didn't tell you that he's picking you up today. discarding the half-finished cigarette, it wasn't a habit of shuji to throw a cigarette that he still can smoke but he did promise you he won't be smoking when he's near you or you just tolerate him when he really needed a smoke.

“sweets.” he calls you and you almost stumbled from being startled. “shuji.” you greeted him and he didn't missed the way your adorable face lights upon seeing him and he's the same. his mood turning into something of a joy upon seeing you and he was right. it was worth the wait. his sight raking to the expanse of your body. wearing your school uniform showing your thighs covered with thigh high socks that is tight to your thick thighs. he can see the flesh bulging and the way your uniform hugs you. he's about to take a peek above your socks when he notices it.

a bruise in the back of your wrist. the sleeve of your uniform wasn't covering it and you immediately rolled your sleeve down when you notice him staring at it.

“how long?” he questions you and you flinch when he uses that voice on you. a sour expression in his face and you didn't see hanma being this disturbed in the duration of your relationship. “it's nothing. i just knocked some books and it bruised.” you answered him but you didn't dare to meet his gaze.

“don't lie to me, sweets. how long and i want names?” he further pressed the topic and you got irritated at it. stomping you adjust your bag. “you know, i'm going home and i'm walking.” you didn't give him the time to respond before you're running more like walking faster. hanma chuckles at your behavior. finding your stomping cute and you look like penguin waddling and that's a nice way to avoid a question.

he gets back to his bike and started the engine before revving it up to follow you. “come on, sweets.” he calls you. slowing his bike to catch up to you. “i just want the names.” you turned around to meet him. “i'm not doing it. i know you, shuji.” hanma laughs at you as you continued to walk then you leave him no choice when you're this stubborn to him.

he places the stand of his motorcycle before going after you. he easily hoists you up until your legs are dangling. you squirmed against him. it was embarrassing to be carried like this and you applauded your boyfriend's strength mentally. carrying you like you weigh nothing. he ignores your pleas and struggles to him until he forces you to sit in the back of his bike. he didn't even gave you the chance to complain when he already fastened the straps of your helmet and your bag is dangling in the handle of his bike. She doesn't gave you any room to speak for yourself before starting the engine of his bike and taking you somewhere you didn't know.

a child's playground is where he took you. it was deserted at this time of the day and you were kind of glad for it but at the same time bummed that you're alone with your boyfriend and he's about to grill you about where your bruise came from.

“i told you, it was an accident.” shuji hums. not convinced at your reason. “i beat people and they hit me, i know an accident when I see one, bunny.” his golden eyes gleaming as he looks at you. smirking when he sees you defeated. “fine.” you gave up at him and there you go spilling the details of what happened to you. “i'm used to it, shuji.” your voice solemn and you look like you were in the verge of crying and hanma isn't used to this side of you.

“being used to it does not mean you tolerate shit, bunny. i taught you to stand for yourself, bunny.”

“i don't want to get in trouble and my parents would be mad.”

hanma laughs that he's almost clutching at his stomach. “hah! laugh to your heart's content, idiot.” you pouted at him. “you know, you're a badass trapped being a goody two shoes. mommy and daddy's perfect child.” he mocks you and you bit the inside of your cheek. this was normal to you since you dated hanma. a gangster and good for nothing your parents would call him but he doesn't care and it doesn't hinder him from dating you.

“not sorry, sweets. come let's get the ice cream you really loved and i'll take you home.” he said before stealing a kiss from you. “you just wanted to get my parents pissed.” you commented and hanma chuckles. “damn right, i do.” he says and you're hugging him from behind. your face pressed in his back and then he gets you the ice cream in the convenience store.

after dropping you, hanma cracks his knuckles. he got some business to tend too.

it was like a scene from a movie. a weird one. how one your bullies came apologizing to you with a busted lip and black eye and the girls are repeatedly apologizing to you and promised you that they won't bother you again and you know who's in the middle of this.

“shuji. i told you it's none of your business.” are the first words that came running in your mouth when you spotted him waiting for you outside the school gates. “doesn't matter. already taken care of and maybe i should do it often. i like seeing you mad.” you sigh at him. you did really fall for this man and it's deep.

he pulls you closer. his lanky arms wrapped around your plush waist. squeezing your round stomach. “you know what, i need something from you.”

“what is it?”

“need you to see you in your uniform in private.”

you punched his chest and you look at him. grinning that you want to wipe that grin off from his face.

“i know you want it too, bunny. besides i have been dying to get my head crushed by your thighs.”

never let me go

PAIRING. HOSHINA SOSHIRO x CHUBBY! READER

CONTENT WARNINGS. angst + engineer! researcher! reader + orphan! reader + swordsmith! reader + brief flashbacks + slight spoilers + reader is obsessed with kaijus + childhood friends + insecurities + doubts + jealousy + breaking up + arranged marriage + eventual smut + fluff + talks of death + injuries+ blood + slight spoilers + body insecurities + lots of crying.

NOTES. a huge thanks to @ohikoti for helping me with this. giving me the pep talk to finish this one and for giving the time to watch the series after i express my desire to write for hoshina. more kaiju no. 8 content to come, since I desire to write for narumi and kafka.

SYNOPSIS. you made a few tough decisions in your life and one of them is to call off your engagement to soshiro even it breaks your heart and there's soshiro who won't accept the break up without proper explanation despite being away from each other. can unprecedented meetings still make a way to continue a once broken romance? was there even a romance in the first place?

gray clouds began to scatter around the area. covering the once shining bright sun and hoshina can hear the faint rumble of thunder from afar. a telltale sign that it's going to rain soon and soshiro frowns a bit. his lips in a thin line. he eyes the half eaten mont blanc in front of him. the steam rising from his cup of green tea and your favorite drink sits in front of him. it was supposedly to be a good day. considering it's his day off and yours and he's going to finally meet you once again but the weather won't allow it.

as if a weather would stop it. sunny or not as long he can spend time will you, it was fine. the vice captain of the third division sighs and then his senses is telling him that there is something bad going to happen. it settles in the pit of his gut and such warnings should not be ignored. he looks at the busy streets of tokyo. bystanders, students and salarymen walk in a normal pace. his brows furrow. is there a kaiju going to appear out of nowhere? did something bad happen to you and he hates himself for thinking of something like that. all of his worries melted when he sees you half-walking, half-running towards the cafe where he is. the dread slowly dissolves and was replaced by the same warmth he always feel when he's with you.

the bell chimes, a signal upon an arrival of a customer. he follows your every move and the way your eyes search for him in the cafe and he sees the gleam in your eyes filled with relief upon seeing him. a apologetic smile in your face when you slowly approach him in his table. sitting down, “thank you for waiting me, soshiro.” you said. smiling apologetically and hoshina's closed eyes cracked open a bit to show his crimson colored eyes.

your order arrived and was placed in front of you. the food look appetizing and was certainly a pleasant to eyes to see your favorite dessert. months cooped up in the laboratory doing research and projects for kaijus have you occupied all the time with a little to no time to yourself. you can't even savor the food you were eating and now that you're outside of the laboratory and feel the weather in your skin and the change of sceneries, it was nice for once although it hasn't been nice. how could it be when you look at the man in front of you being the happiest he can while you can't bring to say the words you wanted. the words you didn't want to say but is needed.

one thing hoshina have prided in is that he can almost read everyone like an open book and you are no exception to this. you have been so always easy to read and he was grateful for it that he was able to know and adore all your little quirks. starting from how your face lights up upon tasting upon the first bite of a food that is delicious. therefore creating a chain link reaction of you happy that will stay for the rest of the day and soshiro can look at you without getting tired.

it was a pure bliss to see you like that. a reminder that you are still the same person he loved many years ago and now. despite the circumstances that this relationship was just an arranged marriage.

today, with you sitting in front of him. he didn't need to read you. it was blatantly obvious that you were feeling under the weather or more than that. you've been mindlessly stirring your drink with the straw and the ice starting to melt. you didn't even took a bite of the food. lost in your thoughts that you didn't hear him call your name until he clears his throat. “are you okay, (y/n)?” and soshira regretted that he have to ask you that question cause he wasn't prepared to hear you say the next works when you broke out in your trance.

“i'm calling off the engagement.”

is what you said without hesitation. soshiro's smile slowly left in his lips and his closed eyes that was open since your arrival. his carmine red eyes glimmering with intensity and you swore you have seen them at the times where he's serious and deadly. you almost swallow nervously. knowing how intense soshiro can be at times.

“what's the reason for the sudden decision, (y/n)?” he asked you. bewildered at the sudden decision. you swallowed the lump in your throat before replying. “it's just i don't see any future in this union and it's not like we wanted it.” you say to him without blinking. forcing a smile and looking straight to his eyes to show that you are serious and hoped he won't catch you lying under your teeth.

vivid is the day you remember the matchmakers in the clan of his and yours decided that you and soshiro shall wed for the next years to come after soshiro joined the defense forces. it was a great match they say but to you it's nonsense. it will be bound of tradition and duty and you don't want soshiro to be tied to you.

you were an orphan. having lost your whole family from a kaiju attack and the head of the clan that have long ties with the hoshina clan came in the picture to save you. gave you shelter and a home for you to call. treated you as their daughter and with the hoshina clan came of a long history of slaying kaijus. samurais they are and they weren't if not without their swords and the clan who took you were the swordsmiths of the hoshina clan.

showing your gratitude to the people who took you, you learned to hold the hammer. holding mastery over steel and fire. crafting the sharpest of blades and later on was the career path you took at the neutralization bureau as the engineer of anti-kaiju weapons and a researcher.

if it wasn't for soshiro you wouldn't be at that kind of stuff. your friend since he found you watching him train with his bamboo sword in their backyard. your dear soshiro that you would later love.

it's for the best. you decided of it for a long time and you don't want to hurt yourself for being tied to soshiro. it pains you so much that despite the support you have given him, all the years others have invalidated him including his father. undermining his talents as a swordsman and that broke your heart to see soshiro being brought down by their ugly words.

then you received the news, soshiro got accepted at the third division. not as a troop member but the vice-captain of third division standing behind captain ashiro. the news brought you joy but there's a dull ache in your heart. soshiro's being recognized for his talent, that brought a smile to your face and he was able to show his talents. feats after feats of defeating kaijus. left and right victories. the people recognizing him as the vice-captain and his talents.

the television plays their latest victory. successfully annihilating another kaiju who decided to surface and wreck havoc at the city. there you hear the newscaster commentating that it was another accomplishment for the third division, lead by none the other captain ashiro and your vice-captain fiance. the news bringing a smile to your face that you were confused why the ink in your papers with the prototypes you have created were starting to bleed. surrounding the areas and the important details started to distort, only to realize that you were crying. the tears smudging the once clear print of your blueprints.

since when did you have become so emotional over such things? was it soshiro's achievements that you started to be like this? or is it realizing that you no longer served a purpose to be in soshiro's life aside from being his fiancee?

you didn't even realize the rift with your relationship with soshiro have gotten worst since he was transferred in the third division and your workload from extensive researches and planning of developing weapons. communication is no longer an easy feat to do. it was dragging. there were no calls in the night and even a simple text message is proven to be tasking. you understand that at this profession, sacrifices are made and that's what you and soshiro decided. what you decided.

the air felt heavy and soshiro feels like he needed a respirator to help him breath. soshiro have always know what to say but he remains silent. trying to find the right words to say. “you didn't see a future in us. is that right?” he began. soshiro's eyes began to search for any hidden truths in your face but he finds nothing. you nodded at his question. “this is sudden like i have said earlier. have you been feeling this way for a long time?” he asks you. there's a hint of pained sound in his voice and it kills you to hear him that. it was for the best you convinced yourself.

“i do.” you look at him straight in the eyes once again to see that you were dead serious about it. hoshina's gaze softens at you. “would it be selfish of me to say i wanted this relationship to work even it was an arranged one?” hoshina clenched his fist in a tight manner. “it's not, soshiro. i don't want us to waste time for a union and it's not the right time. we have our priorities.” his expression pained you and it wasn't like for him to be this vulnerable to you.

“priorities. was our priorities that different that you are willing to throw this away, (y/n)? i thought we decided that no matter where we are, we will work together. what happened to that?” his voice solemn. it took you the control to not cry in front of him. you both did talked about that but it was different.

soshiro have a purpose in his life now with captain ashiro and you're no longer needed in the picture. that's what you needed and it won't hurt no more. it would be difficult but you were tougher than what you're made of and what's a heartbreak if you can't survive it.

“it's for the best.” is what you said to yourself after leaving the cafe shortly after breaking it up with him. you don't know if you can still retain the passive expression if you stayed longer. you the gray clouds have turned into more of a darker shade and rain started pouring over the city along with your tears.

hoshina have never felt more empty. it was like you took all the colors in his life and left him as a blank canvass. the sweet taste of the caramel from his mont blanc starts to feel bitter in his tongue. the fox-eyed vice captain recalls the conversation he had with you earlier. you seem too eager to break the engagement. have he done something wrong to make you feel that way or was it a sudden change in your heart that you don't want him anymore? there's a thousand questions running in his mind and he can't answer even a single one of them and it wasn't for him to be like this. rain have started to pour outside and the temperature drops.

he can't accept that you were breaking up with him and whatever reason you have, he was going to find out even you just told him earlier. this isn't over.

the neutralization bureau never sleeps. engineers and scientist alike researches various ways to combat kaijus and using their deceased bodies as weapons. tonight, it wasn't going to be any different. you're going to work until you passed out. surprisingly you felt numb after the earlier dilemma. calm even, considering you've bawled your eyes out. pathetic for an adult like you who have called off an engagement.

before you can drown out in the large stack of blueprints needing revision from you. the intercom announced that you were needed at one of the top floors where the director of the department is located. sighing, you immediately made your way.

“have you enlisted in the defense forces?” you blinked a few times before you understand the question asked by the director of the bureau.

“u-ugh, yes sir.” you answer. finding the question rather odd cause you were a engineer and you don't see any relevance of why your director was asking you.

“how long were you in there?”

“a few months, sir. before i requested to transfer here.” he nods. you follow his movements and noticed that on his table is your file. “if i may ask sir, what's the relevance of these inquiries?”

the director hands you a document and you scanned it momentarily. it's from the jakfd. “the amount of officers enrolling have decreased significantly these past years and the amount of kaiju attacks have increased.” he began. “my point is you're a officer wasting your talents in these laboratories.”

“i appreciate it, sir but the reason why am i here is because my skills are best suited here than me being in the front lines and i'm not exactly soldier material, sir.” it always hurts when you say the truth and lying also. before being an engineer at the izumo tech, you were a officer having passed the written and physical exams. you have always known that you are going to be stuck as a sore thumb when you have joined the tanks. women in the defense forces were slim, petite, slender and any definition of being skinny in the dictionary whereas you were fat. it sticks out in everywhere and sometimes you were the center of backhanded compliments.

the defense force isn't just for you and besides you were happier here. “think about it for the meantime. the defense force needs you more than us.” the director dismisses you before you can say anything to oppose him and when just you're about to step outside of his office you heard him say it. “have some faith in yourself.”

the next week after that, you were transferred in the division one. as an officer/researcher. it won't be in vain in joining the defense force once again. you will be on the field with your expertise. you will use the missions as your research field and you were fine with the arrangement. except for captain narumi who didn't hold much about you. straight up calling you useless in the defense force not until you have beaten him on his own game. his field of expertise of course. that shut him up and he treated you as his equal since then.

“shinonome-san, where are you taking me?” you said helplessly as one of the platoon leaders, shinonome drags you from your workshop where you used to hole yourself up. “to the field. the third division is here and captain narumi is looking for you.” she explained coolly. you gulped when you hear the third division is going to be present at the fields. it means it's either captain ashiro or your ex-fiance will be there and you hoped that it will be the former and you were proven wrong as you hear bickering.

“hoshina! what the hell you think you're doing here!?” captain narumi's voice echoed. menacing it is and annoyed from the sound of it. you hear another voice. “oho, narumi. didn't see you there.” the vice-captain says in a mocking tone and that seems to spur captain narumi in his foul mood at the vice-captain of the third division. “of course you didn't, you fox-eyed bastard!” he retaliates and before hoshina can piss him more with some remark, his eyes cracks open upon seeing you being dragged by a platoon leader.

“captain, (y/n)'s here.” shinonome informs him and it looks like a switch have been flipped when narumi sees you. “here's the new recruit.” he mutters and it took a whole of control for hoshina to not punch the living daylights out of narumi from how close he was to you and what a surprise to see you here in a another division and he wishes you were in the third division so he can keep an eye for you.

it didn't help that narumi is openly flirting with you. his arm draped around your shoulder and the other is holding your hand to inspect it. “you're researching those kaijus again.” narumi comments. “it's my job and i've been doing research about them.” you mutter softly and soshiro melts at what he heard. always the one who obsessed upon those creatures and he find it endearing except for the closeness you're having with that lazy bastard.

a vein popped in soshiro's and it was close to bursting if narumi was doing it intentionally when he intertwined his hands to yours. eliciting a shocked reaction from you. finding the situation awkward and inappropriate you quickly pulled your hand from his and stuffing it in the pockets of your uniform. dismissing yourself you went away from them. clearly embarrassed. he closes his eyes and went back to face narumi and his rowdy members.

soshiro wanders through the halls of one of the compounds of the ariake base. he couldn't miss a night without training his skills and he was directed to a training room. he finds one of the library doors is open and it wasn't any different at the third division for someone to stay late at night. he just plans to walk by and he would be in the training room but to his surprise when he took a peek at the library, he sees you, sleeping. your laptop open and various of books are stacked in the table where you rest.

hoshina unzips his jacket to cover you. he can get it to you for later after he finished his training and maybe he can take you to your room or his if you remained asleep. just as he was to drape his jacket around you. you stirred in your sleep. slowly waking up and muttering something incoherent.

“soshiro?” you mumbled. raising your head from where it rested moments ago. yawning, you stretched your arms and you were now fully awake.

the vice-captain glances at your laptop and he noticed you were creating a new type of weapon, not just any weapon. a dual blade sword. similar to the one he uses. “oh.” you gasp. closing the laptop in a speed that it looks like you have been caught watching inappropriate. “i assume it's for me.” he started and you nodded in reply. “always have been when it comes to swords.” you confessed. gathering the papers you have been scribbling with notes. soshiro interrupted you. “we need to talk.”

“can we have it tomorrow?”

“no. you're avoiding me.”

“i'm not.”

“yes, you are and you're not being good at it.”

“soshiro, it's late.” you reason but it was possible to convince him. “you can go after we have this conversation.”

“what do you need to know?”

“why did you call off our engagement?”

you sigh, “i already told you about it, soshiro.” hoshina refuses to accept it. “it's not an explanation and suddenly you're here in the first division.”

“they wanted me back in the defense force even though i didn't wanted it but it's the only way.”

“the way of what?”

“can you stop asking me questions!?” you half screamed, whispered. irritated at his questions and it wasn't like for soshiro to be like this. “i won't stop until i know the reason why my fiancee suddenly departed her previous job and to find you here.”

“i'm not your fiancee anymore. i broke it off and it's none of your business.” you hissed. grabbing your laptop to get away from him but he stopped you from doing so. “answer me, (y/n).” he orders you. trapping your soft jaw in his hand and forcing you to look at his eyes. you hated yourself from how weak you turn to when met with his eyes.

“it's the only way i can be of use.” you began to sob. your tears trickling down your cheeks. “i was happy when you found your place at captain ashiro's side. i thought that it was fine but the moment you started there, the distant you have become. i understand it. i can't be selfish. i don't want to hinder you when you're there in the front lines looking so contented, fulfilled.”

it never felt so good to say the words you've been bottling away but the guilt that followed it was unbearable. you never sounded so selfish and greedy but it was the truth. “why you didn't tell me that you have been feeling this way for so long, (y/n)? i thought we promised that were going to be honest to each other.” his grip loosened. cupping your face in his hand. he didn't know you were feeling those ugly emotions. “i'm just me. your fiancé. your fiancé from a arranged marriage. not what you wanted and not what you needed. it's not my place to tell you things, soshiro.”

soshiro leans down. wiping the tears in your face. “in arranged marriages...” he began. “it serves a purpose. our duty to our families. honoring the tradition. and our union fulfills it all. the day they announced our engagement, i am happy it was you that i am engaged to. i know our union is arranged but please don't treat it as one that you would put your feelings aside for mine. you're more than my fiancee. you're everything that i could ever want and need. you're mine.” he says before kissing your forehead and soshiro thought that it's been so long since he had done this. “and i'm sorry that i hurt you. i won't forgive myself for that.”

“don't say that, soshiro.” you softly mutter. daring to meet his dark red eyes with your own. you see your reflection in his eyes. a being who have taken the form of insecurity. an ugly entity who pushed people for her own selfishness and soshiro can see you for what you really are.

he stays in the same position before you stopped him what he's currently doing to you. “it's late. i believe we have smoothed things over.” you say and hoshina allowed you to stand up. letting you continue what you were about to do earlier before you have talked about it.

the paper's thin and despite the countless of documents you've handled. your finger getting cut by the sharp edge of a paper is mostly likely to happen and it sure did. a sharp pain travels throughout your body, making you wince as blood surfaces up through the split skin.

the distress brought the younger hoshina sibling to your side. holding your hand and inspecting the wound in your finger. there's nothing serious about it except for the crimson color of your blood oozing at the pad of your finger. “it's nothing —”

a silent gasp slips past your lips. without warning soshiro grasps your finger before taking a lick. the sensation stinging if it wasn't for the comfort of soshiro's tongue lapping at your blood. it didn't help that you were in a compromised position with him. it offered no comfort of escape. the cold table with your belongings and soshiro have blocked your way.

it's a sight to burn in his memory at this very moment. watch your flustered expression and the way you tensed up from his ministration. your blood it tastes like iron. the same as his own with the aftertaste of rust. his canine-like tooth nibbles on the soft flesh of your finger while his tongue swirls around your digit.

whatever emotions you were having earlier didn't compare to this. hoshina's sultry gaze emitting from those eyes staring at you and observing every move you partake. you find it difficult to avoid his gaze. leaving you flustered and even in the dimness of the room, you can make every muscle of his straining in that black compression shirt of his. a heat of desire pooling in the pit of your stomach spreading throughout your body.

cold. your skin is cold against his warmer ones and he's surprised that you weren't even shivering in the coldness of the room. caressing the roundness of your cheek with his thumb. tracing the outline of your lips and feel the softness of it.

you were the image of what you are and this closeness will be the end of his. every fiber of his being screaming to just kiss you and that's what he did. letting instincts to take over. he didn't kiss you out of the blue. just brushed his lips to yours. the same he did many nights ago under the roof of his house away from the eyes of the others. the night where your engagement to his announced.

tender and slow when he pressed his own to yours. “soshiro, no.” you said when he broke the kiss and to only to do it again. you hold his wrist to stop him from going further but your actions betray you too. your lips following his and soshiro smirks at this but decided not to tease you. “we're nothing anymore. i broke up with you...” explaining the circumstances and it's not right to be this close to him. not when you two are no longer acquainted with each other. you both are merely colleagues. “i didn't agree with it though, we're still engaged unless you have feelings for a another man.” he murmurs to your lips. his eyes turning into more of a warning. showing such intensity and he maybe result in your murder if you find yourself falling for a man that is not him.

he kisses you again. starting in a slow manner and hoshina can hear the gasps and the silent whines leaving your lips. muffled in his own. his fingers find the plushness of your skin under your shirt. rubbing the skin with his fingers. the coarseness of his calloused hands are a welcome sensation to your skin. whereas it provided security and warmth spreading throughout your whole body.

there aren't any words to speak when both of your mouths are occupied on the feeling of each other.

“soshiro...” he hears you say his name and he smiles at you. showing his canines and he find the soft flesh of your buttocks. grabbing it to raise your upper body and therefore placing you in the table.

his ruby-colored eyes seems to burn more with color when looking at you. his strong, smart girl. always the one who sets aside her feelings for others. the woman of his. forging and engineering weapons for him. he likes to think that it's always for him. your hands gains the familiar thickness of callous but retains the softness he's familiar with. endearingly adorable. his (y/n). his (y/n) that he have from a arranged union. his (y/n) that he loves and hoshina wouldn't admit that he have the shortcomings when it comes to you and it's been grave since you have told him.

a tug on his shirt and hoshina hasn't been able to take his eyes off you for more than a second. your loose white shirt and the shorts you're wearing have been growing on him. desperate to take it off but he's not an animal to completely strip you off with the cold temperature dropping.

it's been so long since you both have been intimate and hoshina hasn't been doing so well after it. always thinking the reason of the separation and he's one to be blamed for it.

he pulls you closer. his hand on the small of your back until it descended in the waistband of your short to tug it and take it away. leaving you bare for him to see. he have pried your thighs open and slotted his body between them. his cock twitching inside of his pants and in desperate need of relief by your fat pussy.

soshiro groans. he already have discarded his pants and the tip of his cock rubs between the slit of your pussy. making your back arch and without warning, he swiftly enters the hole of your pussy with his cock. making you cry out and hug him. pulling him closer to you. “it won't be long, baby. i just need you to cum for me.” is what he said. planting his palm to the cold surface of the table. bucking his hips and beginning to thrust. starting as gentle and tender as he started to get impatient.

you're too good wrapped around him and it wasn't good that you're chanting his name. “more, soshiro. more...” your hips meeting his thrusts and even if you deny him that you two aren't no more, it's evident that your body misses him just like you do and he's also in the same position as you minus the denial. he won't let you go.

soshiro glance at the door still open and how fortunate for someone to walk on you both and see how good he's fucking you. still he dislike where he's making love to you. it should be on his private quarters but certain matters didn't apply for it.

you continue to call his name. trying to quiet down but it's hard to ignore how his cock rubs all over and hitting your sweet spots that it's already making your legs quake with need for release and the familiar know getting tighter in your abdomen. he seems to notice not cause he's now holding your plush waist to get deeper, faster.

he sees the way your eyes flutter and your lips parted. he wasted no time crashing his lips into yours. engulfing it with such need that it's bruising and his tongue is making territory inside your mouth. he just wanted to kiss you. he always liked kissing you and he wants it to continue until you're both cumming.

moaning in the kiss, soshiro knows you're not going to last and he is too. a low growl sound comes from his throat when he feels you have cummed around his cock and he buries his cock to the hilt before spilling his load inside you. making sure that there aren't a drop wasted and you have took them well like you always have.

he was still kissing you and you retuning the gesture until your highs have come down. he hears you hiss as he pulls his softening cock. after cleaning himself and you. he notices how your eyes are getting droopy. he must have tire you out in which he have no qualms for. he scoops you in his arms before bringing you to his personal quarters. he kisses your forehead and you hear him say something but you're too tired to know it and argue with him so you sleep on the arms of the man you feel safest the most.

when you wake up, you weren't in your bed. a heavy arm is flung into you. wrapped around your waist with a grip that have no intention of letting you go. then you notice a new weight on your finger. it's a ring. you gently turned around without waking him up and laid still. “no need for it, soshiro.” you softly mutter to his still sleeping figure.

however you appreciated the gesture. it was like he's telling you that he's not ever to going to let you go and that's enough for you.

"would you still love me if i were a worm?" you ask to the boy laying in your lap. "what?" he looks at you, with confusion on his eyes. "would you still love me if i were a worm?" you repeat the question, as it seems he has not heard. "why are you asking me that?" he asks. "i want to know if you really love me" you say. "of course i would. i would love you were a worm. and i would try to find a way to make you go back to being a person, because i probably couldn't deal with you not having your pretty face or your pretty voice. but you still would be you, and that's the most important thing." you feel tears welling up in your eyes. "i love you so much. i'm so grateful for having you". he kisses your lips, laying in your lap again.

atsushi, tanizaki, odasaku, hinata, asahi, nishinoya, daichi, yamaguchi, midorya, kirishima, your fav.

first date — tadashi yamaguchi.

contains: teeth-rotting fluff <3 gn!reader

a/n: i wrote this while listening to lilac by iu 🫶🏻 i think it would fit for this reading if u enjoy this type of song !! sorry for my shitty english 💀💀

refreshing. you got a new perfume called "first date" and this was the best description for it: refreshing. it smelled like a summer afternoon. well, the name couldn't be more appropriate for today. you, finally, got a date with the boy you've been in love for so long, tadashi. the day he asked you out was like a dream. you were in class, packing your thinks to go and he approached you: "hi" tadashi said "i would like to know if you want do go out with me tomorrow, after school. we could huh- we could go get ice cream". you were almost dying of happiness, but you tried to stay calm. "sure" you answered him "i would like to".

today the day has finally come, and you couldn't pick your outfit. after a long time deciding, you went for a light purple outfit. you were finally done, know you just had to wait for tadashi to come pick you up.

you hear knocks on the door and your heart starts beating faster. "hi, it's me" you hear his voice. you open the door and he gives you a kiss on cheek. looking into his face, you can see he got red. like, really red. "let's go?" he asks. and you both start to walk, going to the ice cream shop. talking about whatever comes to your mind, laughing about stupid things, making jokes about everything. you always liked tadashi, but you'd never imagine that you would get along so well.

at the end of the date, he tells you he wants to show you something. "i promise it's worth it" he says. and it is. he shows you the most beautiful sunset you've ever seen. sitting on the grass, he looks in your eyes. "you're so pretty". he says, holding your hand, wanting more. "can i- huh" you nod. and he kisses you. his lips are soft like clouds and his kiss felt comforting. he smells really good, like green apple.

after the sun goes down, he walks you home. "thank you for today" you say "i really enjoyed it". he hugs you. "oh, i also got this for you". it's a bouquet. a bouquet of syringa voulgaris: the famous lilacs. "it matches your outfit. i hope you like it" he smiles. "see you tomorrow at school!". and he leaves you there, dreaming about him.

04. 𝐄𝐫𝚎𝚗 ⠀⠀٬٬⠀⠀エレン⠀⠀⋆ ⠀☕ ⠀ #

PSD::@noirpsds ☆

𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 ℂ𝕚𝕖𝕝

𝓢𝓽𝓾𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓐𝓤

Ciel being your boyfriend in a alternate universe where he's easily flustered.

Those small after school dates where you guys go get lunch together.

Being one of those couples that everyone recognizes.

Ciel being a part of the Tennis team and fencing club.

Ciel being a studier and often spending most of his time doing just that.

Easily jealous when he spots you with another guy or figures out someone else likes you.

You attend each of his games and concerts (He'd be in orchestra too)

You support him on everything just so he doesn't stress out because of all his after school activities.

Every chance you get you'll ask him on a date, and when he says no because he "needs to study" you'll just drag him because the only thing he needs is fresh air.

ℝ𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕠𝕞 𝕋𝕖𝕩𝕥 𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝔹𝕠𝕪𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕒

ᵖᵃⁱʳⁱⁿᵍˢ: ˢᵘⁿᵃ ʳⁱⁿᵗᵃʳᵒ ˣ ᵍⁿ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

ᵍᵉⁿʳᵉ: ᶠˡᵘᶠᶠ..? ˢᵐᵃᵘ

ᵃᵘᵗʰᵒʳˢ ⁿᵒᵗᵉ: ˢᵒʳʳʸ ᶠᵒʳ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵘᵖˡᵒᵃᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿⁱᵐᵉ ˡᵒˡ, ⁱ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ᵐᵒᵗⁱᵛᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ

ᵇʳⁱᵉᶠ ⁱⁿᵗʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵗᵒ ᵐʸ ᵇˡᵒᵍ

ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ ꜱʟᴀʏᴇʀ

Demon Slayer as Boyfriend (Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Inosuke x Reader)

❒ Fluff

Consequence - Zenitsu

❒ Fluff

ᴛᴏᴋʏᴏ ʀᴇᴠᴇɴɢᴇʀꜱ

Chifuyu Matsuno Headcannons

❒ Fluff, Smut

Manjiro Sano Headcannons

❒ Fluff, Smut

Random Texts With Boyfriend Mikey

❒ Fluff

His Kinks - Chifuyu

❒ Smut

Coffee - Chifuyu

❒ Fluff

Accidently Texting Them

❒ Fluff, Smau

Ｃｏｎｓｅｑｕｅｎｃｅ

ᴾᵃⁱʳⁱⁿᵍˢ: ᶻᵉⁿⁱᵗˢᵘ ˣ ᴳⁿ! ᴿᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

ᵂᵒʳᵈ ᶜᵒᵘⁿᵗ: ⁰.²ᵏ

ᴳᵉⁿʳᵉ: ᶠˡᵘᶠᶠ

ᵂᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍ: ᴺᵒⁿᵉ

ˢʸⁿᵒᵖˢⁱˢ: ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵇᵒʸᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ ᶻᵉⁿⁱᵗˢᵘ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ˢᵘʳᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵖᵃʸᵇᵃᶜᵏ, ⁿᵒ ᵐᵃᵗᵗᵉʳ ʰᵒʷ ˢᵐᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᵉ ⁱˢˢᵘᵉ ᵐᵃʸ ᵇᵉ

“Should things really be that way?” you heard your boyfriend yell from the other room, soon coming into yours with tears in his eyes.

“I'm sorry Zenitsu, it needs to be like this.” you felt guilt for what you had done, there was no way that Zenitsu would ever forgive you, if not even face your direction again.

You felt bad… you would never want this for yourself either and here you were breaking someone else's heart about it.

“You'll regret this…” he mumbled, anger filling every corner of his veins, turning around and making his way to the next door room.

“Zenitsu…”

No response…

“Zenitsu! Where are you going!?”

Still no response…

And just when you thought things couldn't get worse-

Goodness, you already forgot what went through your mind during the careless action, Zenitsu was stubborn, of course he wouldn't let it go until justice was served.

Your worst suspicions came true when you saw him walk into the kitchen… make his way to the fridge… and grab your mochi that you had left from the previous night.

“Zenitsu put that down! We can talk about this!” You pleaded, as Zenitsu brought a piece into his mouth and watched you cry at the loss of your well served mochi.

“Should've thought about that when you ate that ramen I left yesterday!”

“Look! I'm sorry!”

“I won't accept apologies anymore- I'm a grown man…”

“You're 16..”

“Shut up!!!!”

ੈ✩‧₊˚ Ｊｕｓｔ. Ｇａｍｅ

ᴾᵃⁱʳⁱⁿᵍˢ: ᴷᵉⁿᵐᵃ ˣ ᴹᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ! ᴳⁿ! ᴿᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

ˢʸⁿᵒᵖˢⁱˢ: ᴵᵗ ʷᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˢᵉᶜᵒⁿᵈ ʸᵉᵃʳ ⁱⁿ ᴺᵉᵏᵒᵐᵃ ᵃⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠⁱⁿᵃˡˡʸ ᵍᵃᵛᵉ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ ᴷᵘʳᵒᵒ'ˢ ʳᵉqᵘᵉˢᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿᵉʷ ᵛᵒˡˡᵉʸᵇᵃˡˡ ᵐᵃⁿᵃᵍᵉʳ. ᴴᵒʷᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʷᵃˢⁿ'ᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵃⁱⁿᵉᵈ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵃᶜᶜᵉᵖᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᶠᶠᵉʳ.

ᴬ/ⁿ: ᴾᵒˢᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰⁱˢ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵉᵃⁿᵗⁱᵐᵉ ᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᵐʸ ⁿᵉʷ ᶠⁱᶜ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵖʳᵒᵇᵃᵇˡʸ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ᵃ ʷʰⁱˡᵉ 👁️👄👁️💧

You were the manager of Nekoma’s volleyball club. For a while the team had remained well and fit without one but Kuroo convinced you entering your second year to become the manager and you finally agreed to do so. You hadn't entered the department with absolutely no knowledge, you knew a lot since your brother was a former player himself.

“Kenma, your water.” You said, handing the boy his water as you sat next to him, going off the fact that it was the last water you had to deliver.

“Thank you.” Kenma responded, taking the water from your hand and drinking it. Cold and fresh felt so nice on such a warm and sunny day, even though the gym was nice and cold, by all the exercise he had just done, the cold felt almost unapparent.

Kenma was one of your best friends, he was the type of person who you just couldn't help but have a crush on, you both weren't dating but many people said you were on that stage of your relationship. It wasn't very obvious to you but many of your friends claimed that Kenma definitely liked you as more than a friend, and you couldn't really do anything about it except take their word for it.

“What made you decide to become the manager..?” Kenma asked in a low and soft pitch, which seemed like his normal voice but you could tell that he was purposefully lowering his volume.

You sighed, “Kuroo told me you'd be lonely entering your third year. You also continue telling me about this ‘Shoyo’ guy and I'm curious about his volleyball skills since you seem very intrigued by him, and that's not very common for you.” You responded, Kenma visibly became embarrassed as he understood where you were coming from.

After thinking for a moment and suddenly grew curious, “What made you continue volleyball thinking about it..?” you realized that you never knew the exact reason why he continued the activity instead of just dropping it, you knew that he joined because of Kuroo but the more you thought about it the more you realized that it was unlike him to keep going with the sport.

He frowned and thought for a moment, “I continue for Kuroo, if it weren't for him I would've already dropped it.”

Mimicking his expression, you once again entered a deep phase of thought and looked over at him, “So did you plan on continuing next year?” You asked, trying to get a response out of him because you knew that his team technically needed him, he was called the brain of Nekoma for a reason.

He sighed and nodded, “After meeting someone like Shoyo, I have no choice but to continue. I can't just leave without ever getting answers.” He rested his back against the stage wall and closed his eyes, the exhaustion overwhelming him.

“So you're gonna continue after your graduation?”

Kenma shook his head as you both heard coach Nekomata’s voice echo through the gym, making you both stand up and start walking back to your own individual places.

“I will only keep this up until school ends, this is just. a. game after all.”

Questioning his sudden pauses throughout the sentence you looked back at him to find him already facing your direction with a smile and waving at you, finally you snapped out of your trance and ran out of the gym to go find all the fresh and clean towels.

“Looks like someone has a crush-” Kuroo spoke close to Kenma's ear.

“Shut up”

Mod // THE THIGH ONE ??? Lord have MERCY 😍😭🤤🤤

Sasuke Uchiha Head Cannons

He keeps all the gifts that you give him in a box

He pokes your forehead when he is lecturing you

Hugs from behind

He secretly likes the nicknames that you give him

He is jealous of Naruto

When he is jealous he grips your thigh

He isn’t sure if you would like to hold hands

[03:26] megumi's soulmate

warnings cursing(?)

other timestamps

"i've just met my soulmate." you sit down at the lunch table with the same three friends you always sit with; kugisaki nobara, yuuji itadori, and megumi fushiguro. your excited smile is wiped off as soon as you realised that none of them had paid attention. "um, excuse me, where is the reaction." as sassy as your remark was, nobara sighed.

"y/n, you tell us this every week, and it's always just some guy you made eye contact with for like fifteen seconds." she wasn't wrong, but you fall easy.

maybe it was your subconscious insecurity, but you enjoyed the fact that every once in a while a stranger you'd meet whilst you did things as mundane as grocery shopping would make eye contact with you longer than intended; thus resulting into a spiral of fantasies where you'd imagine yourself in a relationship with said stranger, only to forget about them a week later like a fleeting memory.

silence falls between the four of you, until you spoke up for a moment, trying to stand your ground, "actually we made eye contact for twenty seconds." it came out as more of a mumble than a speech, causing your friends to burst into a small fit of laughter.

"like that was gonna prove your point l/n-san." yuuji, a trusty friend of yours laughs as he attempts to take a sip from your milk carton. you swat him away, before sticking out your tongue saying how the carton was yours and you spent 150 yen on it.

"you broke bitch." nobara utters snarkily.

"i'm frugal." you enunciate.

the three of them couldn't understand your knack for finding every occasional stranger on the street attractive and then giving them the honour of the title "soulmate" despite meeting them for a second. the only person who could relate with you on this was sadly miwa, but she was barely around for you to be able to converse with in person. thankfully social media exists.

you: miwa chan

you: i made eye contact with someone for like twenty seconds i think its fate

miwa: WERE THEY CUTE

you: i can confirm, they were definitely to our tastes

miwa: YOU SHOULDVE MADE A MOVE

you: NO

after that, you put your phone back in your pocket, ignoring the incessant notificafions of your blue haired friend going wild in your messages.

lunch time finishes, so you, yuuji, nobara and megumi clear up your things for your classes. being the nice friend you were, you offered to take everyone's things for them and throw their rubbish in the bin, only to have megumi help you out as well, saying it's unnecessary for you to be the only person cleaning up.

you throw a gentle smile, "thank you megumi~" you coo lovingly, as he rolls his eyes for the nth time today and you laugh, following after him.

"we're heading off first, we'll see you guys in class!" yuuji waves energetically, as if you'd never notice him bidding his adieu.

cleaning up your hands, you politely give megumi some of your hand sanitizer that's been scented with aloe vera, a fragrance he favours rather greatly and continues to ask for more.

"i'll run out at this point, dipshit." you say, squirting one last portion of the gel as he inhales the scent of his poised hands before breaking out into a fit of coughing. "karma's a bitch megumi kun."

he glares as brings his hands towards your face, trying to get you to eat the aroma of your own sanitizer, "oh yeah?"

your bodies move closer and closer, with you only screeching as his laugh bellows in the empty hallways, arms intertwined comfortably, yet playfully.

"megumi kun! y/n chan! stop canoodling whilst you have your next classes with me, your favourite teacher~" gojo is pouting like a child, yet teases as he watches the two of you act like teenagers in love- never mind.

suddenly, megumi's face is teeming with a shade of crimson and clears his throat as you look down at your feet, a habit you tended to whenever you were flustered.

"sorry sensei, come on megumi." you hold eye contact for a few moments.

just a little longer, he thinks.

and you walk away from him to your class as he watches your back proceed away from him for about thirty seconds.

if you could just turn around.

a/n: i need to stop posting so sporadically

.distance - yuuji itadori

.pairings itadori yuuji x gn!reader, fushiguro megumi x gn!reader

.genre timeskip, no curses!au, established relationship,

.ongoing | completed

.tw cursing, toxic relationship, implications of infidelity

.wc; 1.41k

SUMMARY

You held each other's hands but not each other's heart, maybe it was the fact that the two of you loved another was what brought you apart. But alas, denial would always get the best of you.

You notice. The stark difference in how he treated you compared to the rest, how detached he presented himself around you; how his hand was always looser than yours when intertwined, the petty spats you would get yourselves into, or how he never bothered to correct himself every time you went to get coffee together. You were incompatible. He noticed too. How you stared at him like you were imagining someone else, how much you overcompensated your feelings for him just to prove that you were in love with him. How you came home with drinks he despised, or when you slept beside him and kept the fan on, despite his vulnerability to the cold. Agitated with the fact that you two never knew the little things, would be your downfall.

Sundays were bothersome, for the both of you. It was a day off, so you were stuck together within the next twenty four hours or so. Although your shared apartment was of a bijou and congenial atmosphere, the distance between you two was far from close, hearts apart and eyes elsewhere. Exchanges of greetings were awkward, no matter the atmosphere. His outgoing personality and your bubbly demeanour seemed to evanesce in the presence of each other, muted your mouths grew to be.

Fingers tapping against keys, or scrolling against the glass of a screen occupied your state, as he would sit beside you at a safe distance, legs spread, and arms widened out behind him, one holding the remote control as the other itched the back of his head every now and then. Time progressed slowly, and every breath the each of you took, the louder the other sighed, tired of one another's existence.

No one bothered to say anything though. Otherwise, how would you be able to see him?

Oh, how you craved for the touch of another, and begged for a day a million miles away from Yuuji, the man you considered your captor. Nobody asked you to stay, you weren't placed at gunpoint, for all of this was out of your volition; it was routine, you'd been with him for so long. An abrupt change would feel so foreign, and you'd hate to have to adjust. Hence, your relationship with him.

Neither of you compromised, simply because you weren't worth the change. Every nag you'd repeat, he'd refused to acknowledge, every whine he concurred, you'd never concede. Even over the littlest things, even if you wanted a black coffee because you would feel sick afterwards if you drank a latte, even if he wanted the regular aloe vera drink when you purchased the strawberry.

You couldn't change for Yuuji, not when he wasn't enough for you, and he couldn't change for you, not when he could barely give you the time of the day. Yet the outdoors brought another person within the two of you. A couple, content with themselves and each other, two souls bound by their hearts, a pair of minds connected because of their overwhelming emotions. You could put on an act, an alternate universe where yuuji had become your world that you'd expected him to be when you were alone, in hopes that he would notice.

He too, knew of your true intentions, how your eyes lingered upon his friend a little too long, how you slipped out of his grasp when they came to visit. Or how you muffle your voice when you take a phone call in your bathroom, leaving him to his own devices. but he couldn't let go of you either, not when your company was so attuned to his schedule, you fit in anywhere. If he didn't have time for you, neither did you. If he couldn't give you a quick phone call to remind that he was coming home late, you wouldn't bother to call back. He enjoyed the attendance of another human in his home, he enjoyed the idea of a relationship, but he didn't enjoy you, ergo the distance he kept between you two.

One would assume it was out of urbanity, or consideration, but it was the fact that he felt uncomfortable with your fingertips against the curve of his skin; discombobulation seemed to enhance in his nerve system every time you took a step too close. He disliked the way you would even open a pack of shrimp chips, the method you used to crinkle the bag together before pulling it apart by the top, disturbing his comfortable silence. He kept his distance for his own good, not yours.

You respected the fact that he kept his distance, rather, you were relieved. It was tiring enough having to hold his hand tighter than he did in public, so to create the illusion that you were still in love. But it was in your sleep when you would give in. You couldn't resist the urge to wrap your arms around his bare waist as he slept, and how you nuzzled your head in your chest as he pulled you closer, entangling your limbs in a proximity where you could be mistaken for lovers. It seemed the night intoxicated you both, and placed you under the illusion that everything was okay, and the space was never there in the first place. Although, the possibility of you and Yuuji thinking of another person in your arms at night was not unlikely and it was more than not.

But you woke up apart. Opposite sides of the bed, where the middle was kept for the ghost of your love. Yet he was there to say good morning and still get you the latte that you detested, with the shit eating grin stretched upon that face you woke up to every day. The greetings were short, and he would leave within the next hour. it was monday, so there was work.

"Megumi and Nobara invited us over today. Do you want to come?" A gentle sigh emits from him, as he struggles to puts his tie on, loosening it in the mirror to re-do it.

"I got it," you walk over to him to fix the mess he's made of himself before saying, "what time are we seeing them?"

"After work, I'll pick you up." He thanks you, and you pat down the rest of his attire, making sure he doesn't look like a total jumble of clothes thrown onto a human blob.

You nod, an indication that he was to pick you up later in the evening, and leave your shared room to prepare yourself for the long day ahead. A heavy exhale emanates and you trudge down the hallway towards the coffee maker, mindlessly getting a mug out of the cupboard before dropping it from the shelf onto the marbled floor.

"Fuck," you sigh once again, ignoring the man who came rushing into the kitchen.

"Is everything okay?" He stops your wrists from picking up any more glass to prevent further injury.

"Yeah it's fine, just go to work I'll see you later-"

"At least get this treated." He says softly, almost pissing you off.

Who was he to act all sweet today? What was up with the act and why was your chest feeling heavier and heavier within each word he spoke? His sudden kindness was a burden and you were the only one who had to carry it all.

"Just leave me alone, go to work damn it." You wince as he tries taking a step closer, realising his boundaries when you tear up at the sight of him coming too close. Wasn't he the one who would pull away when you used to kiss him?

The way he'd retract suddenly when you tried as little as holding his hands, or how his body would flinch slightly when you'd walk up behind him for a hug. It was a humiliating experience the first few times it had occurred, but as time went on you no longer bothered to shower him with the affection you felt for him tenderly.

The clenching sensation in your chest doesn't shoo itself away, but it increases as you hear him leave the walls of your home and it's not until then you begin to burst into a fit of tears. The glass that had pierced through your skin was incomparable to the agony you currently felt with the way Yuuji was acting. because there was nothing more ruminating than his sudden switch in behaviour, but you knew that this façade would disappear into thin air, taking the caring boyfriend you had craved for long ago with it.

Nevertheless, he gave you a sense of routine, like nothing was going to change and you enjoyed that. You enjoyed the fact that you knew what was going to happen today, tomorrow and for the rest of your days; because the both of you knew very well that neither one or the other would ever bring up the distance that grew between the two of you.

And it was nice. Maybe.

a/n: yeah so they're just stuck together :/ on a different note, im sorry for the inactivity and i hope u guys are doing well, ur all beautiful and ily mwah xo

[07:22] suna rintarou and his baby

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the wail of a baby stays awake the entire night, and suna is losing his mind. he looks over to your side of the bed where you've strategically placed a pillow over your face, so you wouldn't have to wake up and then finally have the chance to sleep after weeks of taking care of your baby with no break.

you lazily lift your arm to shake him awake and mumble a barely coherent, "please take care of ritsuka."

suna nods, with a quiet "yes" and rubs his eyes to wake himself up as he groggily trudges out of your bed towards your baby whos only a few feet across from the room in her crib.

he's noticing that there's nothing wrong with her nappies, nor does she have a temperature, so he picks her up and tries to get a closer look. and only then, does she stop crying.

the peace in the home startles you, and you open your eyes back up and remove the pillow from your face, just to watch your husband and child slowly rocking in pace whilst he coos to her lovingly.

"did you just miss your papa, is that why you've been crying sweetheart?" he smiles at her, and his eyes crease like the moon.

she babbles excitedly, and her arms are flailing to grab his face, only to pull his hair.

"ah-ow ritsuka, stop that hurts, you rat." he slowly removes her arms from his, and she's smiling at him again like she's never met her father.

"she's such a daddy's little girl." he flips his head in your direction and he chuckles. walking over to you, he sits on your side of the bed to show you your creation.

"rin, give her to me, i'll feed her so she can go to sleep." he's humming a sweet lullaby, in an attempt to put her to sleep, but she stares up at her parents with big eyes, like she's got a question to ask them.

it's only then when your breastfeeding your child, does suna realise he's got the best life he could ever receive. it's only then does he realise he's blessed to have met someone like you, someone as caring as you, and someone as kind as you. he then looks back at his baby, contentedly suckling on her mother's breast that she was so perfect, so adorable and that he was going to dread for when she grew into a teenager.

"i love you so much." you look up to see you husband, with tears around his eyes. startled you almost stop feeding your child and you look at him more closely.

"rin, what's wrong? why are you crying?" due to the fact that you had just given birth, you too were prone to these emotions, and were about to cry with your husband.

"i just, i never realised how lucky i was to have the two of you in my life, and i want to tell you that more." he's fiddling with his fingers like an awkward high schooler, and you let out a chuckle, rather than burst into tears.

"i love you too, rin. and so does our little girl, you are most definitely her favourite." you joke, and the two of you stare at your baby, before realising that she's fallen asleep, with her mouth agape. you laugh before pulling your shirt back down, and slowly making your way back to her crib.

slowly placing her down, the two of you get back into bed, with suna in your arms hugging you like you hadn't given him enough attention. eyes feeling droopy, you fall into slumber, as does suna. only to be awaken by the wails of your baby. again.

a/n: hey yall ... its been so long 😅

[01:02] face masks with oikawa

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holding hands with someone was so easy for someone like oikawa, so why was he getting clammy at the sight of you walking beside him in the town centre as the both of you make your way towards the bakery for the morning?

surprisingly, you'd asked him out two weeks ago after finally mustering up the courage to even speak to him; and was luckily accepted. it happened to be that oikawa had a small crush on you when you started sitting beside him in your home econ class.

for every moment you'd walk past oikawa and his friends before the two of you began dating, his friends (mainly makki and mattsun), would nudge him aggressively by the shoulder and tease him to his wits' end. so when they'd found out the two of you began dating, they dropped their jaws and laughed as if oikawa was pulling a prank.

"why are you so quiet today, oikawa-kun?" he's snapped out of his thoughts when he's noticed that you've stopped walking.

he's at a loss of words and stammers as he begins to come up with an excuse.

"oh, it's uh, nothing it's dumb really." his hand itches the back of his neck and he chuckles awkwardly.

"i'm sure it's not, you can tell me. i don't judge, and i am dating you after all." a smile is etched across your face and oikawa swears he's melted inside at the sight of you grinning because of him.

"i just, i really want to hold you hand but they're, they're sweaty." he whispers ever so quietly, and you burst out laughing.

suddenly he regrets ever telling you this.

"was that it? you could've just held my hand, i don't care if it's sweaty, you're my boyfriend." if that smile you'd sent him hadn't killed him, that corny ass sentence just did. who knew he was such a cheeseball?

slowly, he walks towards you and quickly rubs his hand against the fabric of his uniform before grabbing your hand and walking painfully slow towards the bakery. sighing inwardly, you hold his hand tighter and place it in your coat pocket and smile at him once again.

"can i kiss you?" oikawa asks, as he sweats bullets.

once again you laugh, and nod, gradually inching your faces closer to one another.

"you used to be so nervous around me tooru, where did my nerdy little boyfriend go?" you reminisce on the couch beside him, as he sits down with the face masks you recently purchased.

"he's evolved," he rips open the packaging, and hands you a headband, "into your bulky, confident husband!" grinning cheekily, he puckers his lips towards you, asking for a kiss.

rolling your eyes, you push his lips away with your index and middle finger, and laugh as he pouts, "bulky is a stretch, my love. i think you're simply lean, and hajime is more bulky than you are."

"how mean, after all the years we've been together you still think iwa chan has more muscle, than me, the number one man in your life." he turns his head pettily as if he was ignoring.

"tooru, baby you know it's true. now come on, let's do these face masks, yeah?" you sit closer to him and wrap your legs around his waist, as you place the sheet mask over his face.

obliging, he smiles, crinkling the structure of the delicate mask and results into a scolding from you. his eyes seem to bore into your own features, but with a tender expression as if you were his entire universe, and blurts out the next few words without a second to think.

"what do you think about children?" you stop patting the mask against his soft skin, and hitch a breath, "you can be honest, i just thought that, i love you to the ends of the earth, and i think that my life would be more brighter than it already is if we had a child or two together."

"i'm so glad you said that, tooru." you're leaning the weight of your head onto his shoulder as you release a relieved sigh. lifting your head up, you smile at him and whisper, "i'm pregnant."

and its like the colours of the world to oikawa's eyes had become more pigmented and vibrant, to the point that it was almost blinding.

"i love you so much." he laughs in your ear, as his mask had fallen off of his face, due to the overwhelming excitement coursing through his system. he holds you tighter in your embrace as he looks down at your stomach and places his ear beside it and speaks again, "hi baby, it's your dad, i swear i'll be the best one yet and buy you all the presents you could ask fo-"

"tooru, don't spoil our baby when they're not even born yet."

"hey, when you married me, you knew what you were getting into." he chuckles as he kisses the flesh of your stomach, excited for the life about to grow inside of it.

a/n: ive been posting a bit more these days :D and im getting some bad baby fever

[06:32] cuddling suna rintarou

warnings disgusting icky fluff ??

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rintarou is closed off. he has a hard time expressing how he feels, and you understand that.

maybe that's why he likes you so much.

it's currently six thirty two in the morning, and rintarou is twisting and turning in bed, whilst you're beside him sleeping peacefully.

"rin, what the hell are you doing?" you mumble.

"can't sleep, 'm too cold." he whispers, turning his back towards you, so you don't see his irritated expression.

"what a baby," you giggle, as you snake your arms around his waist and entangle your legs together. "if you wanted to cuddle in the morning, you could just say so."

he huffs loudly, and turns around to look at you, and smiles shyly. his cheeks are dusted with pink and his ears seem to burn red, as he hooks you in closer to hug him, or keep him warm, really.

"it's more fun when you initiate though." he mutters with his head lowered on the top of yours.

"you're so annoying, rin i'm going back to sleep." childishly, you attempt to turn the other way and completely let go of his hold on you, or your hold on him rather, and hog the blanket for yourself.

"hey! i was kidding, don't be a blanket hog." he complains, and pulls you back into his embrace as if it were second nature. laughing, you turn around and give him his portion of the blanket and go back to your sweet cuddling state.

"rin can i get out of bed please." you said it in more of a matter-of-fact way, rather than forming it as a question, maybe you need to work on tone delivery.

"what? no. stay in bed with me."

"you've woken me up! i'm hungry now. move" you quickly get out of the sheets, and smile triumphantly at him when you gives you a look that screams 'come back to bed with me'.

"well, if you're getting out of bed, then i am too!" shuffling, he gets up from the bed, and slowly removes the blankets that once coated his body.

"no wonder you're cold rin, you're wearing a muscle tank. idiot." flicking his arm you slide on your slippers and run away from him, towards your kitchen.

"hey! i did this for you, it doesn't hurt to try and impress your partner every now and then. but all you wanna do is eat and sleep!" he whines, chasing after you.

yes, rintarou has a hard time expressing his feelings, but you express yourself as if it was a job, and that's why he loves you so much.

a/n: he's taking me over idk why

[03:08] walking home with ryuguji ken

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it's cold, like, fucking cold. and your ass is about to fall off, who the hell let you wear such thin clothing in winter time because it sure as hell wasn't you (yes it was).

it's nearing four in the afternoon but the sky is already dimming followed up by the most blistering weather you feel you've ever experienced in the entire universe.

"holy shit it's so cold how could you just wait outside for me?" your words are let out as a shiver when you approach your good friend, draken, standing outside of your school, with his hands buried in his pockets.

"i don't mind waiting, the weather isn't horrible." you knew he was lying, you could see the goosebumps arise on his forearms and chose to ignore it, maybe to save the spat that would follow up if you'd chosen to bring it up.

"well then, thank you draken my dear, shall we get going?" despite your lips beginning to chap from the merciless temperatures of january, you're plastering a bright smile onto your face and maybe it'll warm up the muscles.

but before you continue to walk, a weight on your shoulders is placed, and you turn around to notice that draken's placed his coat on top of your uniform.

"so you won't be cold." you're bewildered and he only gives you a sheepish smile before walking on. what are you supposed to do when your crush gives you his coat, what does it mean?

it's a peaceful walk and there's nothing more to it, only comfortable silence flowing through the atmosphere, and you're basking in it. walking home with draken is your favourite time of day, it was the only time you could have him to yourself, even if it was for twenty minutes.

but today, home felt like an hour away, and it's probably because draken's stopped walking behind you, and is underneath the climbing net at the park, staring at his feet.

"draken, you've been so weird the entire day, what's wrong?" you're walking back to him and look up at his pondering expression.

"fuck it." he mutters. "i like you."

it's an awkwardly, painfully, loud silence. not even the wind from the mean weather is helping and draken sighs dejectedly.

"sorry, i shouldn't have-" and you jump into his arms, suffocating him in an expression of your reciprocation.

"god, i'm so glad you said that, i thought it was one sided." draken sighs in relief, and melts into your hold, smiling.

"i'm just happy you liked me back." he mumbles into the crook of your neck. "why are you holding me so tight, i'll die before we even have our first date."

"you're really warm." you snuggle up to him closer and chuckle as his body is warming up yours. wait. does this mean you have a boyfriend now? "draken. are you my boyfriend?"

he bursts into laughter and looks at your face, with genuine curiosity staring up hopefully into his eyes.

"no, i just wanted to tell you," and it's like he's staring at a puppy whose treats were taken away, "i was kidding, of course i am."

you let go from the hug, and transfer your hands to intertwine, and it just felt so natural. like he was always meant to be in your arms, and it was happiness for a lifetime as you know it.

"i'm going to annoy you more than i already do, you know." you kick a rock towards his direction and he squeezes your hand in reassurance.

"i hope you do." unhappy with his plain reaction, you frown and kick another rock in his way.

"and we have to see each other more and more every day."

"that's good."

"and i can hang out with your friends too."

"no, they'll take away our time together." he stops walking, finally, a worthy reaction. laughing, you back off, and the rest of the journey home was bliss.

"l/n y/n! you're forty minutes late home, where have you been you imbeci- oh, ryuguji kun. thank you for taking y/n home." your mother pinches you as she pulls you back to her side, and you whine annoyingly.

"mom! that really hurt."

draken bows down to a full 90° degree angle, and your eyes widen. you've never seen draken bow down so respectfully before, and little did you know, he did it to impress your parents.

"thank you for letting me take them home. i will head back now. goodbye y/n." your mother coos, as if draken was her child and not you.

"bye draken!" you wave him off until you couldn't see his silhouette walking down the street of your neighbourhood.

"ryuguji is a very nice boy, you should date him."

a/n: very quick brainrot !!