"Sometimes I Wonder If, When You Look At Me, You Wish You Were Seeing Her."

My thoughts are running in circles.

Always taking me to the same place.

I have no reason to stay.

I have no courage to just end this.

I wish a little prayer could cure this.

I wish my faith could give me a reason to stay.

I wish a person could be my reason to stay.

But this is not the case.

Nobody:

Sabo: what’s wrong bby gUrL?

May I please ask headcanons of ASL brother separately whom s/o has an habit of hugging them behind when they're sad/lonely and needed their comfort. (Like you don't need to say 'I'm sad', using actions instead to express their feelings)

Hi!! thank you for your request! I hope you like what I wrote about this three sunshine boys 🌻. Thanks for the support ~

ASL brothers HC with S/O who needs comfort ~

🔥 Portgas D. Ace 🔥

Ace always seems to get scared when you hug him from behind, so his reaction always makes you giggle.

He knows when you are like this you are like a puppy looking for comfort and love, mainly because you might be feeling down. So, he usually turns around, passes his arms around your waist, and hugs you really tight. “What is it, my Firefly?”, he says and kisses the crown of your head. You like to nuzzle on his shoulders and enjoy the scent of his skin. Ace rubs your back with that special warm he always produces on your body.

If you don’t tell him the reasons you feel down, he instantly associates that someone or even himself caused your sadness. He won’t rest until he understands the reasons. If it happens to be someone who hurt you, they will suffer his wrath!

If you are just down, he invites you with a “Let’s go take some fresh air!”, as he enjoys nature a lot, and you know that his adventurous spirit always makes you feel renovated. An adventure with him always cheers you up!

Ace uses 蛍火 /ほたるび / Hotarubi spell. He named this type of technique after he came up with your nickname. Hotarubi means “Firefly”. Ace creates glowing green little fireballs that float around. Despite this being one of his attacks, it’s also amazing to look at, even magical. He cast that spell around you to make you feel happy. And you love it ~

🍖 Monkey D. Luffy 🍖

“Are you hungry, Y/N?”, is the first thing he asks you whenever you hug him from behind. Luffy associates being hungry with being sad, so he knows exactly something’s wrong if you come to him. He wraps his arms around you with his gomu gomu no mi powers. Sometimes you must tell him you are about to die because you can’t breathe. He lets you go and shows that smile that turns any night into a beautiful summer day.

“If you are sad, you should eat what you like”, he always tells you, so instantly runs to Sanji asking him to please prepare your favourite dishes. He has tried cooking for you before, but he failed, so he lets the expert do his job. Even if you may not be hungry, you accept it. That’s his love language.

Same as Ace, he asks who made you suffer, and will beat the hell up of those who hurt his lovely “meaty” -that’s how he calls you-

If you are feeling really down, he will put his most valuable treasure over your head and press it down really hard. The straw hat has a special power, every time you have it over your head, you feel secure, you feel protected and loved.

If you feel sick, he will paint his whole face with marker, and make faces to you so you can laugh at him. He is your sunshine, you only need to see his smile to feel cheered up.

🎩 Sabo 🎩

Sabo somehow always knows when you are feeling down, so whenever you hug him from behind, he lets you brush his hair -he usually doesn’t like it, but when you are sad, he allows it-.

Sabo puts his hat on you, and grabs you by your hand, “what’s wrong babygirl?”, he asks. Yet, if you just feel lonely or not prepared to speak about the reasons, he will respect that and simply hug you after.

He tells you to go to bed, prepares your favourite tea, hot cocoa or whatever you prefer to drink and brings it to you. “Make some space”, he says, and hops into bed next to you. Sabo reads you stories, or simply makes them up while you lay on his chest. He also likes to brush your hair and kiss your forehead.

If you are sick or are a person who has periods, he will take care of you staying by your side the whole night. He even brings you sweets and plushies. Sabo is the definition of sweetness.

atsumu’s not going to college.

it’s not what he wants, and it’s not a requirement for his plans for the future. he has a one track road set for going pro in the volleyball industry, and he has no plans for detours slowing him down.

that was always “the plan”, and you were not part of it — you were always going to college, and you were going to spend the full time there making sure your future’s on the right track.

that’s why he broke up with you.

the two years he spent with you throughout high school gone down the drain the second he decided this would be better for him — and he feels like he’s wrong, because he still checks on you when you’re not looking — but atsumu’s dead set on the fact that he’ll only slow you down if he kept you with him.

or so, until now.

“atsumu, it’s two in the morning.” you tell him, your yawns coming in a drip drop motion as you try to understand what he’s doing in front of you right now.

it’s been two weeks since you last saw him — two weeks since the breakup — two weeks of no calls, texts or even acknowledgements from in between classes or study halls.

but now he’s here, standing on your doorstep, and you’re not really sure if you want him to be.

atsumu tells you, “i have a solution.”

“it’s two in the morning.” you remind him again.

and he only repeats, “i have a solution.”

your eyebrows furrow, “do you want to come inside?”

“no,” he shakes his head, his nose red from the cold, and he tells you, “you have to listen to me.”

you bring your arms up to your chest, not feeling so warm yourself, and you hate that he chose to do on the coldest night of the month.

you tell him, “i can listen to you inside.”

and he only replies, “i have a solution.

and you frown, “so we’re not going inside.”

you have no idea what he’s talking about, all you know is that you’re still upset with him for ghosting you right after breaking up with you, and you’re not sure if you’re ready to forgive him for that yet.

you sigh, “why are you here?”

and he nods, “because i can get a job — i’ll work on the volleyball thing most hours of the day — but whenever i’m free, i can take shifts in the local café near your campus.”

you cut him off, “wait — my campus?”

“yeah,” atsumu nods, “i checked, and they have an opening and i can totally get a job there.”

atsumu? with a job? at a cafe? you can’t even put it to words, but you’re unsure when he visited your campus, unsure why he’s even doing all this in the first place.

“a job?” you raise a brow, “why do you need a job?”

atsumu ignores your question, shivering as the cold hits him, his breath turning white as it leaves his mouth, and he continues, in a frantic fit, “i have a car, it’s for my 20th birthday but my dad agreed he can give it to me early — and i have a lot saved up so there’s that for an apartment too.”

you’ve never seen atsumu be so nervous, you’ve seen him before his games and after his losses, but he’s never looked like this — never looked so worried.

“slow down.” you break through his endless string of sentences, your eyebrows furrowing as you’re still so confused and lost of what’s going on, and you say, “it’s two am.”

atsumu doesn’t respond.

you touch his arm, “have you slept?”

he feels silly — this is the first time you’ve seen him in two weeks and he must look insane to you already. he doesn’t care, he’s tired, he misses you, he’s been missing you for two weeks, and he hasn’t stopped.

atsumu looks at you, “i don’t want to break up with you.”

you stare back at him, blinking profusely as if trying to make of the situation, and your heart softens as easily as it leaps — because you didn’t want to break up with him either.

he still looks frantic, like he’s a second away to pull his hair out, and you’d offer to let him inside the house one more time, but you’ve got a strong feeling that he’d just say no again.

“i have the place, the car, the job — you have college and i’ll have my volleyball — and i know this isn’t what we planned, but i have the solution and i really think we can make this work.” atsumu tells you all of this, a straight (frantic) tone coming through his words, he catches his breath, and he’s ready to talk to you again.

but your eyes are gentle, “what are you talking about?”

he looks at you, like he’s nervous to be looking at you, a huge lump in his throat the he needs to be swallowing down soon since he’s gone too long without speaking — and he’s nervous, because this situation earns him every right to be nervous.

he’s only 20, unsure of every decision he’s making towards his future, but he’s just spent the last two weeks without you, and the first real thing he’s realized is that there’d be nothing worse than that.

the night is cold.

atsumu stares, “will you marry me?”

Boundaries - Corpse Husband

Words: 606 

Summary: Her chat goes crazy when they learn that Corpse and her will be streaming together. 

Note(s): This was written for @stylistiquements​ Corpse Husband Writing Event. My prompt was: “You said I had to be honest with you.” Also, wrote this as a birthday present for myself because I had nothing better to give myself. So, happy birthday to me!!!

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Want vs Need

Headcanons of what they want in a partner and what they actually need in a partner.

Sohma Shigure x GN reader + Sohma Hatori x GN reader

CW: some mentions of sex

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Want

He has a major savior complex. He wants to feel needed by someone as he thinks it reaffirms their love for him.

He comes off very sexual and would want someone who would feel comfortable being sexual as well.

However, he has a bad relationship with sex and will use it in a way that's transactional, so he might think he wants someone who is very sexual.

He's used to having power imbalances in the relationship he seeks, so he's become comfortable with treating relationships like a game.

Need

Someone really good at communicating. Shigure is always scheming and is a bit manipulative, so he needs someone who will be direct with him always to counter this.

Like before, he thinks he wants someone sexual, but he needs someone who has firm boundaries and will assert those.

Someone who's not afraid to be a little emotional.

An independent person is great but being able to lean on him a little would be good. Or even just giving him those little affirmations would boost his confidence in the relationship.

Being an extrovert would help form a good bond with him, but he enjoys quiet quality time with people so having an S/O who is able to balance that, he will appreciate it.

Someone who is an equal to him. If you can go toe to toe with him and intellectually challenge him, he would think that's fun. Of course, this would all have to be in good fun and not be about psychological warfare.

I think he really needs someone who would appreciate his cheesy romantic gestures and maybe even do some back. It would surprise him to have it returned. He's a hopeless romantic.

Want

Someone who is soft, kind, and warm, as well as reliable.

Someone who will accept him for who he is. In the most obvious sense, in terms of being a zodiac member, but also on a deeper level.

I think he would want someone who is intelligent, maybe even scholarly.

He seems to be attracted to people who have bright personalities or are a little on the extroverted side.

He's a soft sex kind of guy so he wouldn't want someone super kinky. He's vanilla as fuck and would want someone like that as well.

Need

Someone who knows how to loosen up a bit and have fun. Not anything super crazy, but enough to show him how to be free.

An S/O who doesn't mind not showing PDA. I think this is less about the zodiac curse and more about respecting his level of comfort. Although he does seem to like little touches here and there.

Someone who is confident and would be able to reaffirm him at times.

Someone who is able to make him laugh because he's always very serious and deserves to have a good laugh.

Hatori has a better grasp on healthy romantic relationships than Shigure does, but I think he would still benefit from someone who is independent but also not afraid to be a little emotional.

Alberto: * puts pride flag up in the tower*

Luca: what does it mean?

Alberto: it’s the Italian flag 😌

|Promise|

Kaeya x Reader (Drabble)

word count: 1.2k

summary: when your friend with benefits has a nightmare you have to look after them, right?

warnings: mentions of nightmares, aftermath of nsfw activity but no actual nsfw-- all fic content begins below the cut for this reason just to be safe, friends-with-benefits situations, slight angst, hurt/comfort, possibly a little ooc

this came from a concept i had that i got a little carried away with! listen i am all for the concept of kaeya being a flirtatious player, it's literally canon, but soft kaeya falling in love with his best friend (who he ended up being fwb with bc he didn't realise it was love he was feeling)? im thriving on it.

Heart pounding out of your chest, you try to catch your breath as you come down from the high of the last hour. Kaeya watches you look across to the other side of the bed and gaze over at him, still a little drunk off of your afterglow. 

"Satisfied?" He asks with a smug grin, propped up on one elbow.

You nod, breath finally returning to you. "You never fail to disappoint."

"Neither do you, my dear."

You shift as if you're about to get up, like you usually do around this time, and Kaeya moves to do the same. When you stop and laugh, simply laying back down and relaxing your head back against your crossed arms, he purses his lips in confusion.

"Not leaving straight after this time?" He isn't disappointed by this turn of events, merely curious. It isn't like he would mind sharing the bed with you for the night, you've just never stayed before. 

"Let me stay the night and I'll make you breakfast to make up for it, hmm?" You offer, eyes already closing as you move into a more comfortable laying position. 

"Well I can't say no to that," he concedes. Clearly you must have been tired to want to stay for once, or maybe you feel guilty about always leaving straight after and want to wait until he's asleep first- you've done it before. It's hard for him to tell how you're feeling sometimes.

In your triumph, you let sleep take you. Kaeya watches for a moment longer, before following suit. 

You'll be gone by the morning, you always are.

It's a decent few hours after that interaction that Kaeya wakes up. The moon is high in the sky, filtering in through the window to provide the tiniest covering of light. 

The first thing he notices is that he isn't alone. 

You've often joked in the past that you'll stay the entire night, pretend to fall asleep, then leave after an hour or so. You've never stayed. So, this time, Kaeya is left confused as to why you have. 

Your past dalliances have only ever been that- flings. The pair of you are close friends outside of them, sure, but there hasn't ever been anything more to it than that. You promised that once when another mutual friend asked what was going on between you.  

So why are you here now?

He doesn't get enough time to figure that out, however, when he notices you tossing and turning in your sleep. You must be having a nightmare, he concludes, as he considers waking you. 

Doing that could make you lash out, accidentally, and possibly do yourself damage in the process. Though letting you stay in a state that is clearly causing you discomfort isn't a very appealing option to him either. 

Making a final decision, he calls your name gently. Rousing you from your sleep this way should be less harmful, but if you don't hear it he knows he will have to resort to something else.

Luckily, you stir. You bolt upright. Your hands grip into the sheets below you, bunching the fabric up into tiny balls. 

Kaeya shushes you, calling your name softly again, telling you that he's here for you. Everything is going to be okay. There are tears streaming out of the corner of your eyes, but you ignore them as you blearily look over at the man beside you. 

He hasn't seen you like this before. Possibly once or twice you've been upset, even less frequently have you been scared, but there you sit in front of him with a trembling figure and stained face.

And there's nothing else he wants to do more than hold you close to him. 

So, he does. He shuffles to sit beside you- he doesn't want to move you around any more than necessary- and he wraps his arms around your shoulders. You relax into the touch, leaning your head back against his chest. The tears don't stop falling. 

In fact, they almost seem like they're coming more freely now. As if you don't feel like you have to hold them back. Kaeya hopes that it is because this is helping you. 

"Is this why you never stay the night?" He asks, keeping his tone light, trying to make it sound like a joke. It only half is.

"I didn't mean to wake you up with this, I'm sorry," you manage to get out between breaths. "It was just a bad dream, I'm okay, I promise."

"Must have been one awful dream to get you worked up like this," he comments. "You know you can talk to me if you're upset about something, right?"

He cares about you. He knows he does, he wouldn't give you the time of day otherwise. Much less would he have let you into his bed. For all he jokes and flirts around, you're the first person in a long time that he's trusted enough to have this sort of intimacy with- let alone to make the effort to keep the situation exactly the way you wanted it to be instead of trying to push your boundaries and ask for more. 

Since when did he want more?

From the start, he's been more than happy just keeping the whole friends-with-benefits thing as just that. Yes, he would probably class you as his best friend. Does that suddenly change things? Do you have to be friends that are only as casual as the sex you have when it's a situation like this? The answer that pops up is no, so why does he want more specifically with you?

There are too many questions for him, most of which he decides need to be answered some other time. In the moment, all that's important is making sure that you're safe. 

 "I dreamed that I lost you."

The words don't register at first. 

"Me?" He asks, confused.

"Yes you," you sigh. "I was having a nightmare that you left and I couldn't get you back."

"I'm not going anywhere, darling." He holds you tighter, gently squeezing you to prove his point. He presses a kiss to the top of your head.

"You promise?" You turn around in his arms to face him and in that moment he swears he's never looked at a more beautiful person in his life. 

You look like a mess, eyes puffy and leftover tears making their final escape across your jaw. Your nose looks like it was probably running a moment earlier, proven when you take a harsh breath in through it. To put it simply, you look a wreck.

But he loves you, it hits him like a sack of bricks. He loves you so much and even when you look like this you're the most attractive person on the planet. 

He won't tell you yet, that seems like too much to handle at the moment given the stress you're experiencing. He will soon, though, when the time feels right. 

You'll find out, Kaeya decides, when he can tell you properly. For now, he presses another kiss atop your head and leans his forehead against yours, letting his eyes close as he hears your breathing begin to steady and your body stop shaking. 

"I promise."

there is no breakup if I don’t let u leave ;)

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