Guys
I think I've fallen more and more in love with Saeyoung every time Gureishi posts.
Turns out freedom ain’t nothing but missing you.
✧ — Summary: It’s winter again, and Saeyoung doesn’t want to forget you anymore.
✧ — Pairing: Saeyoung x Reader (reader uses she/her pronouns)
✧ — A/N: For darling @cafedanslanuit’s 8K event! CW: reset theory.
I.
Where do you go when you’re gone?
The snow is finally melting, and Saeyoung holds your hand just a little too tight. You are solid: steady and certain as you tug him along behind you, rushing into the crowd like you don’t know how easy it would be to disappear.
A whole season, this time—the longest the universe has ever let him keep you. You pause before stepping off the curb and fix him with a dizzying grin.
“Are you ready?” He hears echoes of the versions of you he’s already known in the way you ask him this: like you’ve said these words before; like you might remember the answer.
He isn’t ready. He sees all the times he’s met and then lost you swirling in the slush at your feet and finds it hard to meet your eyes. Will tomorrow be the day he wakes up alone in the bed, sheets tucked in like you were never there in the first place?
It is impossible that one day you can be muscle and bone and the next only smoke in the air, but Saeyoung knows by now that possible and impossible mean nothing at all when you love someone who’s always leaving.
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^^Sorry but I don't fw that shit either.
i’ve been hearing a lot of talk about it and i just wanted to clarify bc i never made a dni (but that fact will change soon ;-;-;-;-;)
tw: proshipper bullshit (if you can’t read it bc of triggers i’m just asking any proshippers to unfollow if there are any)
please dni if you’re a proshipper/anti-anti (/ _ ; )
if you need a reason, it’s because the excuse of it being for trauma is bullshit; if that were really the case, you’d keep it private (even then, it’s still fucked up). i don’t want people on my blog who support inc-stual and/or p-dophilic relationships. fictional or not, that shit is nasty.
i’m aware that there are bigger issues to be worried about, i’m not stupid, but that doesn’t mean this isn’t one at all. i didn’t even know about the term until i made my tumblr, honestly, and i couldn’t believe that there are actually people out there who partake in this shit — get away from me
i’m sorry if i’m being rude, or if i’m not as happy as i usually am, i’m just really on edge right now with the accounts being brought up now along with the other that was being talked about the other day i jehandndbahhf
I have one more request that I know of but I’ll have to get to it tomorrow because I had more stuff to do today than I thought which left less time to work on my writing :(
I’m hoping for another snow day but if not, I’ll still work on it when I can <3
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Touya Todoroki:
Ex-lovers, Neighbors
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Headcannons for Akane, Kiyotaka, and Kazuichi eith an overprotective S/O, please.
Absolutely, Nonnie!
Author’s Note: Please be safe, this story includes mentions of Self Harm, blood and possible depression.
Please do not read if any of those topics are upsetting or triggering <3
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You promised yourself you wouldn't do this anymore
You promised. But yet, you couldn't stop yourself. One moment you were brushing your teeth and getting ready for bed and the next you were reaching into the all too familiar tin in the back of the bathroom cabinet. You stopped yourself for a second; what would you say if anyone saw you right now? They'd probably ask you why.
Why? You didn't know. It was just.. Something you did sometimes. You just needed the slicing pain to know you could still feel pain. Almost as if you needed to remember there wasn't just happiness in life. But no, that wasn't it. It was because you felt deep down that you didn't deserve the happiness. You took out one of the thin razor blades and placed it against your thigh, just high enough to be unnoticeable unless you were naked. You took a deep breath, closed your eyes and sliced. You hissed and went in again, slightly higher this time. Two was enough, you told yourself. You rinsed the blade and placed it back in the tin, tucking it away back in the cabinet. Just as you were grabbing a cloth to clean up the thin lines, now with beads of blood popping up and trailing down, you heard a knock at the door. "Honey, you've been in there for a while," You heard Saeyoung say through the bathroom door. "Are you getting dressed all nice just to sleep? Or did you have something else in mind?" He was teasing. "Oh, um no I-I'm okay. I'm just... Cleaning up." You stammered, trying to stop the bleeding, but the beads kept returning. "...I'm going to come in, is that okay?" He said, a serious tone in his voice. "Um, just-" You tried to say, holding the cloth under cold water, trying to wash off the blood and use the cold to stop the bleeding. You looked over at the door, noticing you forgot to lock it. Just as you were about to reach for the knob, the door slowly swung open. Guiltily, you pulled up your pajama bottoms and held the cloth behind your back. "Hi." You said, cheeks flushed and hands behind your back. You were sure you looked guilty, but you still tried to act normal. "Honey, what happened? Are you okay?" He said, cupping a warm hand against your cheek. "Um I..." You started. He kissed your forehead, and seemed to spot the cloth behind your back. "MC," He said, gently reaching for the cloth. He rarely ever called you by your name, only reserved for serious conversations. You didn't fight him, and handed it over. "What happened?" He was calm, but you could tell in his eyes that he was worried. "I... I'm sorry." Was all you could muster. You started tearing up. "I'm so sorry, Sae." "Hey. Come here." He wrapped you in a hug. You laid your head on his chest and could hear his heart drumming away in his chest while his shirt was getting more and more wet with your tears. He tossed the cloth in the sink and held you, both tightly and gently. "I'm sorry. I wasn't going to do it, but it was habit, and- And I just wasn't strong enough not to. I'm so sorry." You sobbed, grabbing the back of his shirt. He could figure it out from your ramblings what had happened. "It's okay honey, you're okay." He stroked your hair, and slightly rocked side to side, holding you close. "Do you need to be cleaned up?" "I don't know, that's what I was doing when you came in but..." You said, sniffling and trying to calm down. "Okay, hold on for a second," He bent down, and lifted you up, placing you gently on the small counter behind you. He placed a soft kiss on your lips, and tucked your hair behind your ear. "While I clean you up can we talk for a bit?" He talked quietly. "Yeah." You said, taking a deep breath. "Okay, where is it?" You wiggled your bottoms down, so he could see the- still bleeding- cuts. You turned away, ashamed at the wounds. "So," He started, grabbing the cloth and wringing it out so it was only damp. "What happened, My Love?" "I just felt a random urge and I figured I'd done it before without getting caught... I told myself just this once and then never again." You said, turning your head to look at him. He gently wiped the cuts and the blood around them. "Tell me if I'm hurting you, okay?" He said, rinsing the cloth and wiping your legs again. "Okay...” He nodded, urging you to continue.
“Anyways, I figured I needed to." You closed your eyes, not able to meet his. "You needed to? Why did you need to, baby?" "I needed to remind myself that there's more than just happiness in life." You felt ashamed to admit it, feeling your eyes filling again. "Can you look at me for a second?" He said, placing the cloth over both wounds and pressing it firmly. You opened your eyes, and tried to blink away your tears. "You're right. There are things other than happiness and love in life." He smiled, bitter-sweetly. "But that doesn't mean you have to feel all of it. I told you before and I'll say it again, I don't ever want to let you be in pain. Especially not because of me. When we first met, you told me that you wouldn't be in danger because of me. Do you remember that?" You nodded. "So, I don't want you to feel like the love that I give you needs to be evened out with pain, okay?" He kissed your cheek and wiped your tears. "Okay." He picked the cloth up off of your leg and grabbed bandages from the cabinet. You spotted the tin at the same time he did. You looked away in shame. You heard the rattling of the tin and the small bandage box. You looked back at him, his hands holding only the bandage box. He carefully unwrapped a few and gently placed hem on your leg. You noticed his tongue poking out of the corner of his mouth, as he always does when he's focusing. After he placed the bandages, he lightly fluttered kisses around your wounds. When he placed the box back in the cabinet you noticed the tin was gone, but you didn't see where he'd moved it to. He helped you pull your bottoms back up and wriggle off the counter. "Are you feeling better?" He said, lifting you in his arms. You wrapped your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist. Nuzzling your head in the crook of his neck, you nodded. "Good." He carried you back to your shared room and placed you carefully on the bed. "I'll be right back, okay?" He said, kissing your forehead and stepping away from the bed. You almost asked him what he was going to do or begged him to stay next to you. But you were too tired to press, and you figured you knew what he was doing anyway from the way his pocket rattled. You could just wait for him with your eyes shut. After a few minutes, you stirred back awake to feel the bed dip. "Sorry to wake you up." He said softly. You just turned to face him and nuzzled in closer. "S'Okay." You hummed. "I love..Sae.." You said, drifting back to sleep. "I love you too, Honey."
I saw "Crack fics" and all of a sudden here i am. Uhh, this might sound oddly specific. But can i get Rantaro and Nagito with a S/o who the ultimate Unpredictable Student. And one day While meeting S/o's parents. S/o says something out of pocket randomly And S/o's mother Points at a Dog Cage and legit tells her "Get in the cage, and don't come out untill you realize what tf you just said 😐👉" and S/o actually gets locked in the Dog cage.
(Ik it's weird, and if you can't do it. Feel free to pm me.)
Omg yes I absolutely will, this is so creative
AND I WILL DO EVERY SINGLE ONE, BASED ON YOUR BLOG.
EVERY
SINGLE
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