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Love is wishing that your lover died before you so they don't have to go through the pain of losing you.

Love is wishing that your lover lives longer than you so they can experience more of what life has to offer them

Confession

Shouta Aizawa x drunk reader

🌙Scenario/Oneshot

"Heyyy cutieee" you tell the man in the bar you’re not sure how drunk you were but sure as hell you were intoxicated with just about anything. The man chuckled and looked at you with a sly smirk. "Well, aren't you a feisty one." he said, clearly enjoying your drunken flirting.

"Yaaa I am" you hiccup leaning in for a kiss on the stranger but someone stops you, Aizawa appeared behind you and grabbed your shoulder, pulling you back towards him.

"That's enough, you're coming with me." he said sternly.

"What where are we goin?" You ask as He wrapped his arm around your waist, leading you out of the bar.

"I'm taking you home. You're too drunk to be here by yourself." His low voice stated it sounded worried but aggressive

"Mhhh do you even know wha I livee?" You laugh,He rolled his eyes and sighed in frustration.

"No, I don't know where you live. That's why I'm taking you to my place. I'm not leaving you alone in this state."

"Mhhh" you give him a hum, He’s practically dragged you out of the bar and into a taxi, making sure you didn't stumble or fall.

"You're such a handful when you're drunk," he murmured as he gave the taxi driver his address.

you start to fall asleep on Aizawa slowly playing with his hands. Aizawa noticed your head slump onto his shoulder as you started to doze off. He smiled softly, enjoying the feeling of your touch as you mindlessly played with his hands.

Aizawa's heart raced as you played with his fingers, your grip on them unyielding. He gulped as you began to kiss his fingers, soft little taps that sent pleasant shivers down his spine. He tried to remain stoic, but the flush on his cheeks betrayed him.

"When are we getting outtt" you whined.

Aizawa tore his gaze from your wandering hand and looked out the taxi window.

"We're almost there." he replied, his voice strained. He wanted to look back at you, to watch your every move, but he forced himself to keep his eyes averted, his willpower being tested. You continue with why you were doing to his fingers giving them multiple kisses Aizawa couldn't help but gasp as your lips touched his fingers, leaving several light kisses along the digits. His heart pounded in his chest, and he felt a mixture of desire and confusion coursing through him.

"You..you're drunk," he stuttered, trying to regain his composure. "

You don't know what you're doing."

"Mhhh", "I know who I want to doo~" you giggle to yourself

Leaving aizawa a blushing mess furiously as your words sent a jolt of electricity through his body. But he forced himself to remember that you were drunk and not in your right mind.

"You don't," he stated firmly, even as his body ached to pull you closer.

"You don't know what you're saying. You're just drunk and talking crazy."

"Waaa I doo!" You exclaim grabbing onto the taxi drivers collar

Aizawa's eyes widened with a mix of disbelief and quickly grabbed your wrist, pulling you away from the taxi driver and back towards him.

"No, you're not," he hissed, his grip on your wrist firm, "You're not going anywhere near any other man tonight. You're coming with me."

"Mhhh nooo" you look at him with sadness

Aizawa's heart ached at the look of sadness in your eyes, but he was resolute. He leaned in close, his grip on your wrist unwavering.

"Yes, you are," he stated firmly, "You're coming with me, and you're not leaving my sight for the rest of the night. You need to sober up and come to your senses….” Quietness filled the car ride untill you spoke up.

"This car is so boring..."

Aizawa rolled his eyes at your statement, but he couldn't help but agree with you. The taxi ride felt like it was taking forever, with the silence and the tension growing between the two of you.

He decided to try and distract you, anything to divert your attention from the boredom and the alcohol coursing through your system.

"Hey, why don't you tell me why you were out drinking tonight? Why were you at some random club anyway?" He question With curiosity.

"Trying to distract myself" you hiccup

Aizawa raised an eyebrow at your response. He could sense that there was something deeper behind your drinking, something you were trying to escape from.

"Distract yourself from what?" he inquired, his voice gentle yet persistent.

"What has you so worked up that you feel the need to drown your sorrows in alcohol?"

"Oh aizawaaa you wouldn't understand” you reply in despair

Aizawa's expression softened at the hint of despair in your voice. He had an inkling that he knew what you were going through, more than you might realize.

"Try me," he said gruffly, shifting closer to you in the cramped taxi. "I may be a jaded teacher, but I'm not completely oblivious to the troubles of life. Whatever it is you're dealing with, I might understand more than you think." he chuckles at his words.

"Uggg fine since you insist, I was distracting myself from love " you snuggle next to him

Aizawa's heart ached as you revealed the source of your turmoil. He had suspected it might be something along those lines, but hearing you confirm it made his chest tighten with emotion. He wrapped his arm around you, allowing you to snuggle closer to him.

"Love, huh?" he murmured, his voice soft.

"It can be a real thorn in the side sometimes, can't it?"

"Yes... it can... and it hurts a lot Aizawa ... it hurts so much..." you start to calm down with tears filling your eyes, Aizawa felt the pain in your words, the raw emotion behind them. He could see the tears welling up in your eyes, and it tugged at his heartstrings.

"I know it hurts," he replied, his voice gentle yet tinged with a hint of sorrow,

"Believe me, I understand. Love isn't always sunshine and rainbows. It can be messy, complicated, and yes, it can hurt like hell."

"I just wish he'd love me too..." you sigh

Aizawa's heart sank further as you voice your wish for reciprocated love. He had a feeling he knew who you were talking about could it be torshino or possibly hizashi?, it weighed heavily on his mind. He tried to maintain a neutral expression as he asked,

"This...this person you're in love with, he doesn't love you back?"

" I'm not sure... but sometimes I just feel he doesn't love me .. I just know it ..."

Aizawa felt the sadness in your voice, the uncertainty and the despair. He knew that feeling of insecurity and doubt all too well.

He pulled you a little closer, his arm tight around you in a comforting gesture.

"Sometimes our own insecurities can cloud our judgment," he said softly, "It's possible he does love you but doesn't know how to express it, or maybe you're misreading the signs."

"He's so handsome ..., he's everything to me, he's someone l'd die for..." you bite your lip holding in the cries, He tried to remain composed, but his voice wavered as he spoke,

"You feel so strongly for him. It's clear he means the world to you..."

"He does ..."

Aizawa nodded slowly, his grip on you tightening ever so slightly. He could hear the depth of your feelings behind those words, the devotion and loyalty you held for this person.

"And does he know how you feel about him?" he asked quietly, his eyes fixed on your solemn expression.

" mhhh no ... I'm afraid ... he'll say no... he's very busy... he's a teacher yk ..." you laugh at the teacher comment Aizawa's heart sank even further at your response, realizing you were talking about a fellow teacher his suspensions could be true he couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness mixed with a flicker of hope. He tried to sound casual as he replied,

"Ah, a teacher huh? Yep, we're a busy bunch, always grading papers and dealing with troublesome students." He chuckles

"Yes he's so cute when he's in his sleeping bag" you giggle and position yourself to say on his lap

Aizawa's breath hitched as you moved to perch on his lap, your words sending a wave of confusion and...dare he say, pleasure through him. He tried to keep a nonchalant expression, his body tensing under your touch.

"Ah, the sleeping bag," he managed to respond, his voice slightly strained. "Yes, that's my preferred napping method in the teacher's lounge."

"Yes he's so cute I love him so much" you try not to doze off his warmth Aizawa's mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. On one hand, he wanted to correct you, to tell you to stop speaking so honestly. But on the other hand, he couldn't deny the pleasure he felt hearing you praise him, even if you possibly mistook him for another teacher. He shifted a little uncomfortable under you, trying to maintain some semblance of composure.

"You... You think he's cute, huh?" he managed to say, his voice slightly hoarse.

" yes so cuteee i love him so much..." as you doze off before whispering his name "shota... mhmhm love you so much..."

Aizawa's heart skipped a beat as you sleepily murmured his name and confessed your love. A mix of shock, disbelief, and something else stirred within him it was him.. you loved him, this causing his chest to tighten as he looked down at you as you dozed off on his lap, your words playing in his mind on repeat. He sat there, conflicted and torn, his feelings a tangled mess.

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a silly teehee I made

(So like, I LOVE plushies, specifically Squishables, I want to make a collection of them and when I saw these two I immediately had to make this meme)

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Ilovethesetwosomuchomg

And here's the comic I did for @pearlinazine last year! It was an honor to be part of the zine and I am glad I can open the book and be like "I made this :]" Yes I managed to make em kiss not once, nor twice... but three times on a single page, y'all are welcome

there's no way my girlfriend could ever doubt my love for them because I cried for an hour earlier because I missed them so much and I'm still crying even though they are literally asleep on the phone with me

a safe place to be loved by you

Clementines

Memories flash through my eyes as I recall the days when you bestowed upon me flowers—delicately holding my hand before placing a small bouquet of hand-picked orange Clementines no matter what day or occasion, awakening butterflies in my stomach as they flutter.

“Clementines…my favorite” you softly utter, fingers barely grazing through the vibrant petals as you silently admire them. Their beauty never escaped your notice, evoking warmth and adoration each time they graced your hands. 

“Thank you..” A wide smile adorns your lips, cheeks painted by the color of crimson reds. You take a step closer, arms finding their way between his neck, looking up to meet his gaze before leaning in to plant a small peck on his lips.

He pulls back slightly, holding out his hand, as you gently place yours. He wraps his fingers around your own pulling you towards him. You both danced the night away beneath the silvery glow of the stars, your shoes wearing aching blisters on your heels.

I didn't really know what to do with this one...I had a dream abt this n decided to try n write it. I'm thinking of making this a sequel ig??? Im kinda imagining a forbidden love trope here... it can be whoever you want it to be 🤷‍♀️

In my heart they’re lovers

I'm sorry but Silco having his jacket tucked inside Vander's is just so intimate.

🌷Citie x Jigoku🌷

Here is a drawing for the Valentine's day!!

Jigoku is an oc that's belong to my best friend

<3

It's a redraw from a drawing I made in 2021

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idk how to do video editing so here’s the drawing and hopefully y’all know

I love having so many OCs that some have many lore and some just exist. Hopefully y’all enjoy

Unrequited Love (Editing- No further updates) (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/300022785-unrequited-love-editing-no-further-updates?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=Coffee_Lover_Mar&wp_originator=3j75aAJmkVdSy3xmQb7ivwbt7sKs5XpP8OPTf7uZ%2F2fZKh1MjOR6227jCPGi47h9uvgF7jpEsZp1Jnf%2FuYJeJJUIBeT85xKshuz59H%2Fs4e1q29ga8ujOpj5W77tfgmqp A girl who's life is filled with struggles, yet she strives to move along. Till one day, she stumbles across a link that will forever change her life. Friends, an ex, a stranger, and someone who will mean everything to her. What is this feeling? || Blue roses are a unique flowers. Their sapphire blue hue allures many making it a rare flower to find. She stared at the azure petals that sat on palm of her hand. "Blue rose petals..." She muttered, struggling to breathe from the petals that were stuck in her throat, threatening to suffocate her. "I love you, but I cannot have you..." She rasped, remembering their hidden meaning before coughing again. Blue petals escaped from her mouth, blue rose petals fluttered down to the floor splattered in blood. The coughing would not go away. With each cough came more petals. 'I have fallen for you haven't I?' || Started on: January 29, 2022 Finished: ? Give credit to my friend who had this wonderful idea.

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..REASON...

...WHY...

..I..

..SHALL..

...FOREVER..

...REMAIN...

...SINGLE.

I found a boy who matches my fanfic freak, so now I write fanfics about us🩷💚

In madness and in magnetic beauty, in glory and in melancholy.

One broken star in the infinite sky, dwindled softly through time, ache stricken, greedy for love. -Ann

This need, nobody knows it, this longing doesn't go away

''I would recognise you in total darkness, were you mute and I deaf. I would recognise you in another lifetime entirely, in different bodies, different times. And I would love you in all of this, until the very last star in the sky burnt out into oblivion''.

- The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller

I felt something unexplainable in my chest and there were flowers growing inside my veins. My heart stopped and that moment felt like eons. Eons full of ecstasy.

-anneshwa

I call for a new tomorrow,

but hold yesterday's hands tightly,

the grip is powerful,

and the darkness is obscure to most.

I thrive in the sun,

I feel the gentle rhythms.

- Anneshwa

A sunny morning, loud chirps of the morning birds, and soothing mellow hymns of the rustling leaves

Why's everything so heavy?

A dream that burned so bright,

it lit up the corners of the gloomiest alleys.

A dream as bright as the first light,

and as genial as a warm hug.

A gentle touch,

a glacé remembrance

of the sunny woods.

- Anneshwa ✨

I keep forgetting myself,

I keep forgetting my being,

my existence.

I keep forgetting my purpose,

I lose touch.

My body and soul disconnect,

I break myself over and over.

Everytime I feel this way,

I know it's time for a new chapter,

A new beginning,

A new voyage.

A journey to a new me.

-Anneshwa

I tried to asseverate

the state of my heart,

I asked you to be gentle with it,

but you intervened,

tugged me close,

and kissed me mad.

Now I bleed your name

and your sight is out of reach.

I spend my days looking for the moon in the broad daylight.

I've lost all sense of clarity.

You should've let me complete my sentence,

before you kissed me,

because now you cannot kiss me without tasting your name on my lips.

-Anneshwa

I hope you see my soul,

before you feel my touch.

I hope you seek,

with curious eyes.

We can go on a quest together,

to dig deeper into each other's souls.

The deeper i dig, the more i find about the hidden hamlets

in our soul fields.

I hope our souls are each other's last dream.

-Anneshwa 🌻

P.S i love this picture by @marinalaurel 💛

Touch you, and touch you and feel you, and feel you from far, touch you from far, breathe you from far and bathe in you from far. I cannot get closer, you intimidate me, you scare me, the blazing fire in your eyes petrifies me.

-Anneshwa 💛

When you touched me & cut me deep with your stare. My eyes bled merging into my lips. The flower of desparation bloomed and i called it LOVE.

-Anneshwa ✨