idk if you make his eyes

cheschire-kaat replied to your post “Whether or not Erza’s guildmark is blue because of Jellal, it looks…”

What I don’t like either is when Grayza fans pretend the not-so-new Jerza fan art is actually Gray and Erza? I mean It might not be the side of his face where you see the tattoo But you can CLEARLY tell that it’s Jellal (Maybe it’s not a big deal but idk it makes me so salty)

I can see how it might’ve looked like Gray to an untrained eye but when has Mashima ever drawn him and Erza like that? The answer is never. Mashima draws Jerza romantically and it’s clear in his mind they have mutual, adult romantic feelings. He’s drawn Erza in panties sitting on the back of a chair with Jellal in a bathrobe. I don’t even understand folks who want to insist Mashima ships Grayza. It’s bizarre.

Ship what you want but stay in your lane.

[Okay but i really do think Satoshi doesnt get compliments about his.specific looks. Like he knows he’s hot. He knows he’s good looking.

Girls and guys (girls especially) fawn over him at his school. They give him chocolate and they’re always trying to get him to be their date to a prom or a game or something.

And that gives him a big head and it makes him confident. Which is…on par because have you met his parents? They’re confident mother fuckers.

But i feel like he’s never found anyone who A) tells him that he has nice eyes like Patches did or B) just enjoys being around Satoshi for Satoshi.

Idk i always felt that being popular was kind of a lonely life and i like being able to portray that with Satoshi.

He’s a big fish in a little pond, honestly]

Owl Emoji Ratings

Really good solid owl here. He looks strong and brave, he wants to protect his loved ones. Love the details. Love the colors. Love those big ol’ eyes. A perfect owl, to be honest. 10/10

More simplistic approach, but still very good. Eyes gazing at you lovingly. Sweet lil ears. He wants to make new friends but he’s a little nervous. I’ll be his friend. 10/10

This sweet boy went for a more dynamic pose, and appears to be more of a barn owl! I’d love to hear him hooting outside my window at 3 in the morning. 10/10

A purple girl!!! She looks like she walked (or flew) right out of an enchanting fantasy realm. She would be the greatest friend imaginable. 10/10

A tiny fluffy friend…. I would die for him, but he wouldn’t want me to. He would be that one friend who pays attention to you when everyone else in your friend group doesn’t realize you’re trying to talk. 10/10

This LARGE owl is the friend we all need. He’s strong and powerful but he’s also polite and good hearted, and his ears are nice and big, so he can hear if you’re ever in trouble and come to your aid. 10/10

A cute, sweet little guy who is very nervous about being on this list. Luckily there’s room in my heart for all owls, and I think he’s magnificent. I love his sweet eyes. 10/10

This more stylized, colorful owl is really unique and gorgeous. I hope he isn’t worried about standing out too much. His unique patterns are admirable and he’s the envy of all. 10/10

This owl is just a head but I still love him. There’s a sparkle in his eye and you can sense warmth and kindness radiating off of him. He’s the wise old owl you read about only in fairy tales, but never imagined you would see face to face. I’m blessed just looking at him. 10/10

idk why i can picture this so vividly but please imagine keith rolling his eyes and jokingly saying “i hate you” to lance after one of his ridiculous antics and lance just going “haha well that makes two of us” and keith just freezes and stares at him for a moment and goes “i don’t actually hate you, i’m sorry. please don’t think that badly of yourself” and awkwardly tries to hug him

LOLLIPOP || request

anonymous said: GIRL!!! imma need you to write something about jungkook teasing a girl with a popsickle and making her suck it (bc idk he might have seen her w one a few moments before) then getting it off of her mouth and slowly making her get down on her knees and put the popsickle right new to his crotch AND U KNOW WHAT TO WRITE AFTER THAT!!! PEACE!!! Keep this message even if you wont use this idea it okeeee (i just pictured taehyung doing it im so gone bye!!!!!!!

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Can we just...

appreciate the fact that Victor notices all these little endearing things about Yuuri?

And how he watches over him with so much love in his eyes?


Oh and it’s not just Victor

Just look at this lil sinnamon roll when Victor says that they don’t celebrate before the actual birthday and they don’t really celebrate Christmas either

like he was so hopeful when he asked Victor?

and he got is hopes all squashed  

So he decides to make it a “Thank you gift” instead

these two  <3

black riddler is so good y’all just the aesthetic, sharp green eyes that are almost glowing would be such a nice contrast against black skin especially a darker skinned guy. green or purple sweater vest. green undershirt with the sleeves rolled up. bowtie. always smirks at you and has a way of making you feel inferior without even having to say anything. he’s a skinny guy but he can go from flirting and quizzing you with riddles to bashing your head in with his question mark cane so fast.

Getting in a fight with Grayson would include:

🌀 REQUESTED BY @ducksonrollercoasters (your url makes me happy) 🌀

☁︎ ☁︎ ☁︎ ☁︎ ☁︎ ☁︎ ☁︎ 

Getting in a fight with grayson would include

  • lots of yelling
  • lots of swearing
  • him clenching his jaw when he’s trying to hold back saying something
  • him being v v intimidating if he gets too loud
  • his eyes turning a darker color (does this actually happen irl? idk)
  • crying (mostly from you)
  • doors slamming
  • “fuck off”
  • “i’d rather fuck you instead”
  • him fuCKING PUSHING YOU AGAINST THE WALL AND MAKING OUT WITH YOU HOT DAMN
  • roUGH SEX. FUCK.
  • you’re wondering when he’s gonna say sorry right?
  • the sex means sorry fym.

☁︎ ☁︎ ☁︎ ☁︎ ☁︎ ☁︎ ☁︎ 

A/N: kinda thinking about making illusions ? kinda like @5sossimilar and PaynoIllusions on insta? Who wants me to

OKAY BUT LISTEN

You know what part of Carry On makes me really happy?

Well, we have the part (in the glorious chapter 62) where Baz and Simon are just laying on the ground being domestic as fuck. I mean they’re just holding hands and placing small kisses. ((These adorable shits I cannot.)) But that’s not exactly what makes me really happy.

See, in this part Baz asks Simon about if Simon’s gay. And Simon’s like ‘idk’ and Baz’s like ‘how did you not now?’

and then this happens:

“I don’t know,” he says, closing his eyes. “I guess I’ve never thought much about what I am. I’ve got a lot on my plate.”

AND THEN. BECAUSE SIMON LOVES FOOD AND HE SAYS “I’ve got a lot on my plate” THIS HAPPENS:

That makes me laugh. A juvenile snorty laugh. Snow starts laughing with me.

I MEAN

SIMON AND BAZ. ENEMIES SINCE THE BEGINNING. LAUGHING TOGETHER.

BAZ AND A JUVENILE SNORTY LAUGH.

Baz has been in love with Simon for so long, but they’ve spent all their time fighting and hating. Baz always has these walls up and pretends he doesn’t feel anything for Simon but hatred. And now they’re laughing together. A snorty laugh. THEY’RE HAPPY AND IN LOVE AND IT’S SO ADORABLE AND THIS JUST MAKES ME REALLY HAPPY.

JUST IMAGINE SIMON AND BAZ GENUINELY LAUGHING TOGETHER. (because simon made a great pun) (A PUN)

Most Unfortunate Encounter
  • Guy: Hi, you are so lovely, you are beautiful (talks about my hair and eyes).
  • Me: (Get my attention by tapping the seat next to him. I had headphones on and was on Tumblr). ? Thanks ?
  • Guy: You do not like guys though, right?
  • Me: (Knows he is judging me by my clothes) No, I like everyone. I identify as a guy.
  • Guy: Really? But you do not have the thing that makes you a guy, right?
  • Me: (Remembers I do not have a penis. Feels immediately dysphoric). Unfortunately, no (not wanting to start yelling at him about how a penis does not make you a man).
  • Guy: So you like both boys and girls?
  • Me: And everyone in between. I am pansexual... I suppose (starts to get pressured). I am dating a non-binary person.
  • Guy: What?
  • Me: (Sticks out hands, beside me, indicated non-binary is neither side of the spectrum).
  • Guy: What is your name?
  • Me: Noah.
  • Guy: No, no, what is your real name?
  • Me: (Remembers I legally changed my name) Noah.
  • Guy: No, what was it before?
  • Me: Christina (hates life).
  • Guy: What a lovely name.
  • Yup. This fucking happened.
Too Late [a Sebastian Smythe/Barry Allen imagine]

Request: Sebastian Smythe and Barry Allen crossover in which Team Flash wants Barry to admit his feelings for reader already so they brought a doppleganger(seb) to make him jealous.Turns out seb falls for reader too.

a/n: idk guys i needed a glee crossover to prepare for my bday and darren criss…


“Who is this guy and why does he look exactly like Barry?” you immediately ask when you enter the Cortex, eyes wide as you take in his appearance. His tan sweater is pulled over a white polo, both collars popped up like a guy from an old movie. You carefully circle around him, cocking an eyebrow, “Or did Barry get an upgrade or, like, I don’t know, get hit with a confidence gun? I’m lost?”

‘Barry’ scoffs, folding his arms over his chest. “Yeah, I don’t think so. Upgrade? Maybe in some other timeline.” he sneers, looking you up and down; you pull at your striped black sweater. “I’m Sebastian Smythe, Barry’s cousin.” he introduces himself, tilting his head. “And you are? Well, besides super hot.” he smirks, green eyes glimmering playfully.

You bite your lip, feeling your cheeks heat up like a campfire. Damn, he’s so forward, almost the complete opposite of Barry. “I’m Y/N.” you say brightly, readjusting your brown messenger bag on your shoulder.

Smirking, Sebastian comes closer to you, unfolding his arms and letting them hang loosely at hs sides, fingertips hitting his blue jeans. He pouts, squaring his shoulders, “Why does Barry get all the cute ones? Everyone in Ohio is…yikes.” he grimaces, making you giggle. “Huh. That is definitely a sound I could get used to…” he compliments, grinning wickedly at your pink face. “Pretty, smart, if you can sing, you’ll give me a run for my money-”

“Sebastian!” the speedster fumes in a warning tone, plucking off his gloves. Sebastian rolls his eyes, spinning on his heel to face his cousin. “Why must you…you be a flirt?!” Barry huffs, frowning; Seb tries not to laugh, folding his arms. Okay, so maybe Barry needs to work on his insults… “Sorry about him, Y/N. I…he…just showed up…” he mumbles awkwardly.

When you open your mouth, Sebastian scoffs. “Look, Wonder Boy, not my fault Y/N is hot as fuck.” he says nonchalantly; you look down bashfully. “It’s not like you’re gonna make a move anytime soon either.” he shrugs, scrunching his face. “I think you should just go back to what you do best, saving people,” he nods mockingly, “and leave the dating thing to me, cus.”

Cisco presses his fist to his mouth, brown eyes wide, awaiting Barry’s response. The speedster clenches his hands at his sides, face turning bright red like his suit. “You can’t just come here and start flirting with people I like!” he fumes, setting his jaw while he glares.

You look between the two, lips set in a perfect ‘O’ shape, fingers playing with the end of your striped sweater. Damn, two guys are fighting over you! Two cousins! Sebastian spins on his heel, leaning to your level, placing the side of his pale hand the corner of his mouth. “Go on a date with me.” he stage whispers, adding in a cheeky wink at the end.

Blushing, you nibble your bottom lip. Barry has had the chance to ask you out, but he never did… “Okay, Sebastian. On one condition.” you smirk, matching his. “You sing to me.”

A cheshire cat grin appears on his face and he crosses his arms, screwing up his tan sweater; his collar touches his jaw. “I never say no to showing off… Right, Barr?” Sebastian teases, peering over his shoulder. Barry inhales through his nose, storming into the medbay. For the fastest man alive, he always seems to be too late.

BTS reaction when you get a nipple piercing 

(requested by anon: Can you do bts reaction to you having or getting nipple piercings pls 🙊🙈)

warnings: smut(ish)

You had made a new piercing and it was a nipple one. The only thing was your boyfriend wasn’t aware of that – yet. As you changed clothes it became quite visible and it caught your boyfriends eye..


Yoongi

He was about to get off the bed when he saw a trace of your nipple piercing through your bra. He sat back on the bed and stared at you. „Babe, you got some explaining to do“


Namjoon

He was shook. Wide-eyed-jaw-dropping shook. „So.. um.. ni-nipple piercing huh? Um.. awesome“ he said as he showed pure confusion and shookness.


Jin

He realised it and didn’t give much of a reaction. But as few seconds passed you realised he couldn’t take his eyes off it, making you smirk. „Babe you wanna do more than just stare at it?“


Jimin

He started staring at you.. Well your tits to be more precise and he looked amused, a smile spreading across his face. „We’re gonna have fun tonight I promise you that“


Hoseok

First problem - it’s a huge turn on for him. Second - it was his fetish and he was weak when a girl had one of those. When he saw it popping a bit out of your bra he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as his dick got harder by the second. „It’s gonna be a long, rough night for someone“


Taehyung

This boy would want to touch it, lick it, grab it, rub it and who the hell knows what else all the time. Seriously, he wouldn’t leave you alone when you’re together.


Jungkook

He’d secretly like it a damn lot but he’d be sly and shy about it. Since he couldn’t keep it in anymore he let himself lick his lips at you. As he did that he tilted his head as if approving it. He’s gonna want to play with it all night that’s for sure.



xx i’m soooo sorry for being on a semi-hiatus but i’m back and i’m writing a lot so i will make sure to post more.. requests r open as usual so drop some in my ask box or dm babes; thanks for the patience u r a gift xx

Complicated / Bother!Reggie & Jughead

Prompt: Ooh can i request one where the reader has liked jughead for a while and she’s reggie’s sister and bc of him she can’t talk to him but one day betty tells her that jughead likes her and go from there? Idk if you wanna do it, but if you do, please tag me!

A/N: Here it is, hope you will like it even if it isn’t really great. I wrote this very quickly.
English isn’t my first language so I’m sorry if there are any mistakes.

Originally posted by marorra

You were in the student lounge, rolling your eyes at any stupid jokes your brother Reggie and his friends were making when suddenly Archie and his gang entered into the room. No one of the football players focused on them but you kept staring at the tall raven-haired boy with the grey beanie, Jughead. If it was possible, he looked even more beautiful than usual. You have had a crush on him for as long as you could remember but you couldn’t even talk to him cause of your brother who hated him for no reason. Despite it, you were great friend with Betty and she didn’t know you liked Jughead cause then she would probably tell him.
-Hey Suicide Squad!- Reggie started laughing with the others for the nickname while you glared at him. You were really tired of his provocations, but Jughead just glared at him.
-Y/N, are you okay?- one of them asked loudly. Now all the people in the room were looking at you, included him.
-Yeah, I’m fine.- you just walked out of the room as soon as you could, not wanting to stay there a minute more.

-I hate biology.- you moaned while Betty was repeating you the same passage for the third time.
-You can do it.- she said. -You just need to focus.-
-No, I need to stop because if I keep studying I will scream.-
-Okay, five minutes.- she laughed softly. You two have studied for two hours now and you couldn’t concentrate on it anymore, even if tomorrow it would be the test and you didn’t know anything.
-How is going with Archie?- you asked from nowhere to break the silence.
-Oh pretty good, we’re friends again.- Her voice was a little sad on her last sentence but you decided not to investigate. -And what about you?-
-What do you mean?-
-Is there any special guy in your life?- she smirked. -Despite your brother, of course.-
-Oh, not at all.- you blushed, thinking about Jughead even if you weren’t together.
-Oh, please! I want tell anyone.- she pleased me with a puppy face.
-Okay fine but you promised.- You sighted and then smiled before saying it: -I like… Jughead. But you can’t tell the others, especially Reggie because he won’t let me date him… and of course Jughead cause I know he doesn’t like me in that way. We barely speak to each other.-
For all the time Betty had a shocked expression on her face and you were a little scared that maybe she liked Jughead too. But then she smiled and you relaxed a little.
-Y/N, this is fantastic!-
-Which part? The one where my brother hate him or the one where he doesn’t know me?-
-Definitely the one where you like him, because he likes you too!- she yelled happily. You kept looking at her to see if she was lying. You just couldn’t believe that your biggest crush liked you back.
-Tell me you’re not joking.- you whispered.
-I’m not, really. He always talks about you and how he just can’t talk to you cause of Reggie. Today he was really pissed when you left: he were there just because he knew you would be there too!-
Your heart start beating faster and you couldn’t help but smile back. Jughead liked you. But then you thought about Reggie and how disappointed he would be.
-It’s complicated.-
-Y/N,- she took one of my hand -you can’t let Reggie decide for you. You could be happy together, so please do what you want to do and not what people pretend you to.- she smiled sweetly.
-I will.-

The next day you were determined to approach Jughead, even if you would go against your big, overprotective and narcissistic brother. You were at your locker and when you saw him with Archie you couldn’t help but stare. And then you started thinking that maybe he didn’t really like you in that way and he would say no to you.
You saw Veronica with Betty who was looking at you with a cheering smile and you felt a little better, so you started walking to him and the ginger-haired boy.
-Hi.- you greeted them while they looked at you with a confused expressions. You have never really spoken to them before if it wasn’t for school stuff. -May I talk with Jughead? Alone…-
Archie tried to hide his smirk. He nodded at me before leaving and walking to the girls.
-Y/N, right?- he asked blushing a little, fixing his adorable beanie.
-Yeah,- you answered a little downcast -I, ehm, I was wondering if you wanted to…-
-Y/N, what are you doing with that creepy vampire?- You heard the voice of your brother down the hallway and your little smile died. He wrapped an arm around your shoulder in a protective way. You rolled your eyes at his gesture.
-Something I should have done before.- you said feeling a little braver and determined.
-What do you mean?- he asked confused. Jughead for all the time hasn’t told a word.
-Jughead, I know we don’t really know each other but I like you and I did it for a long time, so I was wondering if…?-
-Y/N, stop.- Reggie tried to say, but you didn’t care anymore.
-… if you wanted to go on a date with me?- you smiled softly at him. You waited for a reply but he didn’t say anything, just stood there with a shocked face.
-So?- you turned your head to face Reggie, who was looking at Jughead with furious eyes. -Are you going to answer or do I have to punch you?-
-I’d really love to.- Jughead whispered, staring at my big brother.
-Then, I think you should tell her instead of me.-
Jughead turned his face to me and blushed, then he added: -I’ve liked you for as long as I couldn’t remember too and I’d like to go on a date with you.- He smiled at you. Then he spoke again, this time a little scared: -But Reggie won’t be there.-
You laughed at his last sentence.
-Promise.-

anonymous asked:

You two don't argue often but it does happen. Kissing his nose is how you eventually make the tension lingering in the air disappear. It's a simple and affectionate gesture. It happens when you walk in on him sitting on the couch—head tilted back, eyes closed in thought. That's when he feels your lips briefly meet the tip of his nose before pulling away. It startles him but he can't help but smile a bit. You look down into his eyes and ask, "We're still cool, right?" "O'course, poppet." Idk xx

I genuinely teared up. I am not even lying, this made me cry. Jesus Christ, I can’t even explain how badly I want this…

And when the fight is more serious, he’ll wait for the nose kiss, eagerly, cause he hates fighting with you. And when it doesn’t come, when you go to bed without even bothering to tell him goodnight, without even bothering to give him his much expected nose kiss, that’s when he knows he messed up royally.

And in the morning, when you wake up, moving to stretch yourself, you find him cuddled so close to you, his face almost touching yours and when he opens his eyes, they’re red from lack of sleep - the sleep he lost trying to think of a way to say how sorry he is.

“Yeh didn’t give me my kiss.” He tells you, voice rough with sleep and regret. “M’nose kiss… that’s when I know you’ve forgiven me.”

“It’s cause I didn’t forgive you yet.” You sigh and even though you’re still quite mad at him, you can’t bring yourself to pull away from him.

“I’m really sorry, love. ‘M a tosser, a proper idiot and I’m so sorry.” He’s sincere and the way he’s nuzzling against you, nose bumping yours in search for some sort of contact shows you just how much this means to him.

Lifting your chin up, your lips press to his nose with a loud smack and you can hear the relieved sigh that comes from him, his shoulders relaxing immediately after you pull away, green eyes searching yours, gleaming with sincerity and regret.

“We’re good?” He asks, hopeful.

“We’re good.”

 I can’t even FIND WORDS TO EXPLAIN HOW MUCH WRITING THIS DOWN AND READING YOUR ASK HURT ME MNFNEFWONEOGNWONG 

things that make me emotional in hamilton
  • philip you would like it uptown, it’s quiet uptown
  • have i done enough? 
  • my life is gon’ be fine cause eliza’s in it
  • freedom for america, freedom for france
  • you really do write like you’re running out of time
  • i may not live to see our glory
  • i did exactly as you said pa
  • WASHington is WATCHing from the other side
  • at least i’ll keep his eyes in my life
  • the orphanaaage
  • george washington’s going home
  • with my last idea; i shall cherish the sweet hope of meeting you in a better world
  • let future historians wonder how eliza reacted when you broke her heart
  • history obliterates, in every picture it paints it paints me and all my mistakes
  • i see george washington smile
  • this man will not make an orphan of my daughter
  • i love my sister more than anything in this life. i will choose her happiness over mine everytime
  • i stop wasting time on tears. i live another fifty years. it’s not enough
  • i don’t want you
  • HAMILTON WROTE THE OTHER FIFTY-ONE
  • i have so much work to do
  • why? if not to take deadly aim? 
  • you, you, you
  • i couldn’t seem to die (wait for it) 
  • then i turn and see my sister’s face and she is helpleeess
  • we won !!
  • eliza, do you like it uptown? it’s quiet uptown
  • he will never be satisfied. i will never be satisfied
  • his poor wife
  • i’m willing to wait for it
  • ,
  • he aims his pistol at the sky- WAIT
  • i wanna sit under my own vine and fig tree, a moment alone in the shade, at home in this nation we’ve made
  • i’m not here for you
  • i remember that night, i just might regret that night for the rest of my days
  • hey. best of wives and best of women
  • tens of thousands of people flood the streets, there are screams and church bells ringing
  • america, you great unfinished symphony, you sent for me. you let me make a difference, a place where even orphan immigrants can leave their fingerprints and rise up 

anonymous asked:

Can I have a scenario where tendo has an s/o who's friends don't really understand why she likes him and he over hears them asking her why his s/o is even dating him in the first place and she starts to list the multitude of reasons she has for liking Tendo and at the end she's like "and that's why I love him" but this is the first time she's ever admitted it out loud? Idk how it would end but I guess you could end it however you want, my only request is that u make it really fluffy? Thanks ILY!

He knew her friends didn’t like him.

He could see it in their eyes when they first met. Frowns were casted upon their faces and out of the corner of his eye he saw them mouth, ‘why him?’ At the time he just ignored it, he knew the way girls were. His older sister had always complained that guys in her class were good-for-nothing, backstabbing, sonuvabitches who, to quote her directly, “were an abomination to female kind.” Girls were supposed to despise guys at first sight, weren’t they? He was honest they would call him a ‘fuckboy’ or ‘douche bag’ or whatever else behind his back once he walked away. He was sure it was just their natural instinct to protect their friend. He was sure they would get used to him eventually. Although, he soon learned to never trust his instincts.

He should’ve known after four months of them dating, their petty little hate parade on him wasn’t just a feeble attempt to protect their friend. It was elementary school all over again when he heard, ‘monster’ slip past gloss caked lips for the first time. Half of him wanted to die, right then, right there, because the people that meant most to the person that meant most to him, loathed him. He knew he shouldn’t let them bother him, because his girlfriend would always assure them they were just being ‘girls’. Although, after the fifteenth time one of them had passed by him and coughed, ‘freakshow’ under her breath, he knew they weren’t just being girls. They were being bullies, and it seemed like such a childish thing to say. They were tormenting him to break up with her, and god knows what they say to her, but in that moment, Tendou knew somebody was out to get him.

His obsession with finding out the truth came crawling up on him one month later. The mocking never ceased to end, and with all his power did he try to suppress the pettiness they produced. She had started growing a bit more distant, he noticed. Late night conversations were cut short by nine o’clock, greetings in the hallway were becoming shorter and shorter, soon they were just small waves in his general direction before she was pulled away by a menacing hand. He didn’t want their relationship to end, not like this at least. He wished she would just stand up for herself, or something, but she never did. Unless someone did something, anything, their relationship was going to be an endless cycle of ‘dump him’ and ‘stay with me’ until all came down in shambles.

It was the Friday night before mocks week, and Tendou knew he had a million and one things he should be doing. Although, like an idiot, he found himself wandering around campus at eight o’clock at night, doing nothing in particular except letting the steady raindrops fall onto his now matted hair. The entirety of this scenario was miserable, hell, he probably looked like an Andy Biersack stan to anyone who dare caught him wandering around like this. The rain started pouring down harder, claps of thunder and lightning illuminating the sky. His shoes began to get sloshy and drops of rain began to fall into his eyes, and he began to thank whatever god he prayed to for the library just twenty feet away from him. With a slightly awkward jog he darted into the facility, the old woman behind the front desk giving him a curt nod upon his arrival, muttering something about closing in an hour, but he didn’t really care. He didn’t find himself in the library much, not since volleyball practices became more and more extensive. Although, he remembered there was a nice pod up on the second floor, a reading corner, as it was called, with bean bag chairs and fairy lights and he was sure he would destroy the place with his soaking wet being, but nothing was stopping his from going up there anyways. The old lady could kiss his ass if she told him otherwise. Although, all his plans had backfired the moment he stepped foot on the top floor, catching a glimpse of an all too familiar, acrylic nailed hand, and the chime of a giggle he loved so much. His heart was in his throat, then, as he darted behind a bookshelf barrier. Curiously, carefully, he peeked out, only to find his girlfriend, and the entirety of her friend group, huddled around in a circle. He wasn’t sure if it was sweat dripping down his forehead, or rain, but he knew he was nervous, and really had no clue why. He could abolish each and every one of them if he wanted to, in every way, shape and form they were weaker than him, but even then, he was nervous, and he had no idea how to escape his refuge from behind the bookshelf.

Twenty minutes past and he sufficed to sitting down, carefully pulling a book out from the wall up behind him and skimming through its pages. He was in no way interested, just passing the time as the girls conversation droned on, the occasional mentioning of a boys name or a giggle catching his interest, though. Although, it wasn’t until he heard his name being choked out with such malice did he put the book down, all attention gravitating towards the conversation happening behind him.
“I still don’t get why you’re with Tendou.” Came the remark, quick and fast and out of nowhere. “If you could have anyone on that team besides Tendou, who would you go for?”
There was an elongated pause, the only noise to be heard was the rapid beating of his heart.
“I’d still go for Tendou.” His girlfriend sighed. “I’d find a way to get him.”
“Really?”
“You wouldn’t go for Ushijima-kun?”
“What about that Semi guy? I hear his casual attire is atrocious, though.”
Comments kept spilling out everywhere, but Tendou couldn’t quite catch them all. He had to suppress a giddy giggle upon the words she had said. He knew it was pathetic of him to get so excited over such a thing, but after a month of doubt, to hear that he was still wanted was just music to his ears.
“I really don’t get what you see in him, still.” Came a sigh, and the clatter of something being set down.
“What isn’t there to get?”
“I mean, doesn’t he just seem… standoffish? You’ve seen him play, we’ve all seen him play, he’s a freak. He doesn’t get along with anyone except Ushijima-Kun, who I’m sure is just tolerating him for his reputation…”
The insults just kept pouring on, and on, and on, until Tendou could feel himself on the verge of tears. The last thing he needed on this godforsaken night was his insecurities to be dug up and laid out in front of him after three years of digging a hole and laying them down six feet under. The last thing he needed was for his girlfriend, the one person he trusted above all else, to just sit there and take it, embarrass him while they just kept talking.
“Are you done yet?” Came a sudden peep, through the ruckus of calamity. All went quiet and a throat was cleared, and Tendou physically braced himself for what was to come.
“What you said isn’t false, Satori is the weirdest guy in the school, or whatever.” She began, and Tendou could feel his heart drop from its former place in his throat. “Although, have you ever stopped to consider maybe that’s why I like him? Maybe I’m sick and tired of the status quo, tired of a photocopied generation with limited options to choose from. He’s different, and I love that, and if that makes him a freak, so be it.”
There was another elongated pause, Tendou, his girlfriend, all the girls in the circle, and even the old lady sitting at the front desk downstairs, were dead silent.
“I’m done with you guys bashing on my boyfriend like this. Every single time I see him you have to say something. Why do you always have to be so negative? Can your sad little pea brains even articulate that he makes me happy? That ‘freak show’ has been a better friend to me than all of you since the day I met him, and if you’re just going to sit around and disrespect him all the goddamn time, I’m not going to sit here and respect you.”
There were whines, protests, feeble attempts at apologising, but Tendou didn’t hear them. There were tears dripping from his eyes and he didn’t even attempt at wiping them away. There was shuffling, the dramatic zipping of a bag, and aggravated footsteps. She barked something t him again, and he wasn’t sure if the pounding he heard was his heart beat or her footsteps getting closer. Suddenly, she stormed through the set of bookshelves he cowered behind, and she didn’t even notice him. She didn’t notice him until he swung out an arm and grabbed her ankle, causing her to jerk backwards and gasp.
“Satori?” She whispered, her voice nearly broken. He stood up from him place on the floor and smiled, her worried expression something he didn’t like to see. Her face was red and fuming, eyebrows scrunched up in a concerned manner.
“You’ve been crying.” She muttered, her fingers quick to wipe his cheeks. Tendou just kept smiling, his eyes desperate to meet hers. “How long have you been here for?”
Without saying anything, he kissed her, his hands desperate in her hair and his mouth, voracious. She let a giggle slip in between them, and boldly shuffled out of the protection of the bookshelves. A chorus of gasps erupted, and Tendou couldn’t help but feel like he was in some cheesy, American high school rom-com. Confidently, he flicked the group of girls off, beginning to kiss his her in a way that was far too lewd to even be considered kissing. He didn’t care, though, because she seemed just as into it, tongue and teeth and all, tugging at his damp hair and lower lip. Suddenly, she broke the kiss, grabbed his hand, and darted towards the exit of the library, laughing the entire way.
“I love you, Satori.” She announced, once they were dancing in the open rain. “More than I can articulate out loud.”

He knew her friends didn’t like him, but all that mattered was that she did.

HDM month | week 3: favourite relationship

Lyra & Will

“She could see from his eyes that he knew at once what she meant, and that he was too joyful to speak. Her fingers were still at his lips, and he felt them tremble, and he put his own hand up to hold hers there, and then neither of them could look; they were confused; they were brimming with happiness.”

I love in the clip where even asks isak if he’s going to the Halloween party and isak says “no, maybe, idk are you??” Even is so fucking smug like he knows he has isak wrapped around his finger already. He’s the hot mysterious 97'er that walks in slow motion and legit looks like James Dean. He makes out with his girlfriend while eye fucking you across the room. When he first meets you he steals all the paper towels and tells you to come outside to smoke. He knows he has game and he knows isaks into him. He doesn’t have to ask isak if he wants to come with him to the Halloween party, because he already knows he does. He takes a step closer. “Join me.” Isak automatically shakes his head like even knew he would. “Ok”