Hiiii! I’m Back At It Again ;>

tw - unusual ways of sh please read at your own risk.

a/n - this is very bad but i need to feed y'all.

there have been moments when all you want to do was stop breathing. but you have too much to do and too many people who rely on you. so, you settle for hurting yourself instead.

tonight is one of those nights. sitting on your bathroom floor, you pull at your hair and bite your own arms. you taste blood.

tears fall from your eyes as you fall on the floor from exhaustion. you need to clean yourself up. he's supposed to come over in fifteen minutes.

and so, with a shaky sigh, you get up off the cold tile and rinse the blood off your arm. it kind of hurts but also feels kind of nice. it makes you feel kind of alive.

your gaze slowly looks up to the mirror and is met with what most would call an absolute trainwreck. "what a disgusting sight," you think.

your gaze moves back towards the floor as you finish washing the blood off. removing your arms from under the faucet, you look at the bite marks that adorn your arm. it almost makes you feel proud.

fingers trail across the marks as you exit the bathroom to find bandaids. or some gauze. or somthing.

but, much to your dismay, he is standing right outside the bathroom door. your eyes widen with panic as you stare at him. as you look up at him, his eyes meet yours.

"darling... this is getting out of hand," he murmurs. pulling you close, he looks at the damage you've done to yourself. his brows furrow with worry as he sees just how bad it is.

"i.. i'm sorry.." you mutter. it makes your heart hurt every time he sees you like this. it's not the first time he's had to help you after a breakdown.

"don't apologize."

"but you have to deal with me. i'm an adult. you shouldn't have to take care of me."

"i don't take care of you because i have to, darling. i do it because o want to." and with that, he pulls you into a tight embrace. his face buries in the crook of your neck as he goes on: "and i want to because you are my everything. not just my world, but my cosmos."

a lump forms in your throat as he rambles his love for you.

"i love you," you sigh as your voice breaks. a shaky breath leaves your lips as you cry into his shoulder.

"i love you too," he whispers.

the rest of the night is then spent with you curled up in his arms, watching a movie, and him whispering little 'i love you's every chance he gets.

bonus:

"why'd you come over so early anyways?"

"cause i left my razor..."

chuuya, kunikida, fukuzawa, dazai (delusional), aether, zhongli, neuvillette, tighnari, venti, diluc, giyuu, and any of your other amazing favs.

hello! the name bee is adorable /ot

ANYWAYS could i request headcanons of leon and fuyuhiko (separate) with an s/o in a greaser gang (or motorcycle gang, whatevers easier for you to write)

a/n: HELL YEAH! i was really pumped to write this bc the outsiders is one of my favorite books lmao. sorry fuyuhiko's is quite short, but i tried to do him justice. anyways, enjoyyy!

leon

to start, he's probably immediately part of your little group

he's got that charismatic optimism

he even taught a few of the younger members how to play guitar

and, as reluctant as he is, he'll pitch (sorry) in if you ever need an extra player in a game of baseball

to add on, he kinda just looks the part of a greaser, if not just a bit more punk.

but on that note, in the event that you two are just trying to enjoy a nice day out and someone tries to harass the two of you, he'll give 'em a taste of their own medicine.

he's an athlete, of course he'll sock the person in the face.

also, he takes pride in his hair, so he'll sure as hell help you with yours.

need help styling?

he's on it.

all i'm saying is that he's kinda the perfect partner of a greaser

fuyuhiko

ya know how i said that if a soc or someone tried to make fun of y'all that leon would sock 'em?

yeah, fuyuhiko would send the damn yakuza after 'em.

he's an incredibly standoff-ish person

yeah, but in other news, he understands what it's like to be looked down on by society just because of the situation you're born into

also, he would totally take your whole gang under his protection.

he's an asshole but loves you and your gang to bits.

reblog for old man yaoi

:3

:D

a/n: sorry i was gone i've had my director on my ass about practicing at home

perhaps it's that he gifted you your favorite treats. or maybe it's the handwritten love poems. but it could also be the fact he bought you oh so many bouquets of your favorite flowers..

but none of that matters. none of it is needed. he doesn't physical things to show his love for you.

it's that his kisses are full of hope and dreams. it's how gentle he handles you when your bodies meet as one. it's the fact he dances with you in the stove light to songs of old.

he spins you around and right off your feet. he waltzes with you till the candles are burned and the wine is gone.

and he'll love you till his last breath.

POE, CHUUYA, dazai, LUCIFER, SIMEON, asmodeus, satan, NEUVILLETE, ZHONGLI, DAINSLEIF, childe, SEBASTIAN, NAGITO, togami, and any of your lover boy favorites

<3

ATTENTION ALL GIRLS AND LADIES: if you walk from home, school, office or anywhere and you are alone and you come across a little boy crying holding a piece of paper with an address on it, DO NOT TAKE HIM THERE! take him straight to the police station for this is the new 'gang' way of rape. The incident is getting worse. Warn your families. Reblog this so this message can get accross to everyone.

i’m crying

but that’s okay

because the clouds are crying too

i’m crying because

i have no friends

but the clouds show me empathy

the clouds are the ones

who sit right beside me

and cry

the clouds are sweet

the clouds are kind

maybe i have a friend

guys it’s my birthday!!!

i’ll put a little celebration drawing up on my other blog (@bee-paints-n-dances)

but i’m super hyped to be 15 y’all

also

today is ivan’s birthday. so, happy birthday to my irish twin ig

a/n - sorry i was gone guys my depression got really bad :p

he laid on the bed. the buzzing of the fan made him sick to his stomach. wrappers and clothes and cups and pages were thrown all about his room. his own mind held him back.

the days felt like a time paradox. the hours felt like torture. the minutes felt like hell. the seconds felt like death.

he needed something to hold on to. anything. just a tiny bit of hope. he needed something to pull him out of his own head. anything. just a hand to pull him out of that train wreck.

that was, until you came along.

the second his eyes fell upon you, it was almost like a weight was lifted off his shoulders. he could breathe. he could see a hopeful light.

for once in his life, the storm clouds dispersed and a rainbow began to shine through. it was like you were his saving grace.

years passed and tears passed. keeping the storm away was hard for him at times. but he held you close.

he held you tight in his arms, feeling like he had a home. somewhere and someone to lean on. someplace to go back to when things got hard. something he needed for so long.

he muttered softly: “i will never let you go.”

DAZAI, fyodor, poe, AKUTAGAWA, hobie, MIGUEL, simeon, LUCIFER, GIYUU, obanai, zhongli, NAGITO, and any other of your clinically depressed favs <3