ARKIVE

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— "THE WORLD IS CRUEL, THEREFORE I WON'T BE."

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[megsweets]

the first time you heard megumi laugh was when the divine dogs, once summoned per your request, ran over straight to you. you were in his dorm when the sudden topic of shikigami came up. you only got to see them while on missions and rarely get to touch them before they’re launching at curses.

so, you obviously took the chance to try to pet the divine dogs. after a faux-irritated look at megumi and something muttered underneath his breath, megumi finally summoned the two large dogs. before you could let out an awe, they ran straight towards you. a huge ball of fluff weighted onto your chest, making you fall back onto the floor.

megumi made a sound of surprise as the white dog lied on your chest, the black one settling his head in your lap. “oh my—megs! why is he so heavy?! oh—” he would’ve took you seriously if it hadn’t been the laughter cutting off your words.

if only you could see past the white fluffy fur, you’d be able to see the growing smile on his normally stoic face. the sight made his chest warm with love as the divine dogs licked your face, making you sputter out nonsense about asking him to save you. you kept on trying to wipe your face, trying to stop the dog from destroying your makeup. it was then when you heard soft laughter from the man in front of you.

you finally managed to push the divine dogs off of you and shot up, watching as megumi tried to cover his laughter with his hands. it wasn’t a loud laughter like itadori or kugisaki. it was softer and genuine, like it was something just for you. even better, he had one of those smiles that made your cheeks flush.

when the laughter finally faded away and the divine dogs surrendered you, he froze. looked at you staring at him intensely. and his face turned bright red, quickly turning away from you while trying to cover his face with the hoodie he had on.

“i saw you laugh!”

“i was not.”

but he was still smiling when he thought you looked away.

[arkzsq]

THANK YOU FOR SUNSHINE, THANK YOU FOR RAIN — FUSHIGURO M.

synopsis: y/n had no way of getting home in the raging storm, that was until megrim came to the rescue

wc: 335

tags: megumi × gn! reader, fluff, rainy day

a/n: it's been raining a lot here, so i decided to incorporate that in this story. hope you enjoy!

rain hammered against the roof in a frantic, uneven rhythm. the sky churned with an angry grey as it the distant thunder rumbled like a warning. you flinched as the lighting shook the air not too far from campus. a frown tugged at your lips as you contemplated how, in this near-typhoon, you were going to make it home.

you stared out the window, lost in thought, ‘maybe if i use my jacket, i wont get too too wet…or maybe if i run fast enough, i could avoid the worst of it…’

“are you going home?”

the spikey-haired boy broke your train of thought you as he slung his bag hanging haphazardly over his shoulder, leaning against the doorframe in front of you. 

your gaze flickered between him and the soaked window, “i don’t think i’m gonna make it in this rain, ‘gumi. i’ll just wait until it eases up a bit. 

“you live in the direction of the convenience store, right?”

you tilted your head, nodding slowly, “yea, why?”

from behind him, megumi pulled an umbrella out of the side pocket of his bag, “let me walk you home then. i’m going in that direction today anyway.”

almost startled that he even offered to help, you fought the smile that was sneaking onto your face, “aww, ‘gumi! how sweet of you~” you teased, swinging your feet like a little kid. 

a flush spread across his face as he looked away, “make up your mind already…are you coming or not?”

you sprung up, grabbing your bag immediately, “oh— yea, of course i’m coming. no way i’m sitting here stranded all afternoon.”

you made your way over to him, softening your voice, “thank you, really. i do appreciate it. i’ll get you something extra delicious from the convenience store to pay you back!”

megumi scoffed, turning his head away with a dismissive scoff, “just…lets go, okay?” 

but the faint smile tugging at his lips betrayed his words as the two of you stepped out into the rain.

[satorus-princess]

you and suguru braiding each other's hair before bed <3

[arkzsq]

SWEET TREATS — GETO S.

synopsis: y/n was woken up by commotion coming from the kitchen. suguru was busy cookin' up a treat!

wc: 300

tags: geto × gn! reader, fluff, baking, domestic

a/n: who said she was gonna write a bunch this summer but only ended up writing once! me! me...it was me. i should be back more regularly now bc my schedule's a bit more free. anyway, enough of that. hope you enjoy!! this is inspired by the ninth prompt of @fromdove 's domestic prompt list!

one cooking, the other perched nearby on the counter, lazily kicking their feet and stealing ingredients from the cutting board

“what’re you making, sugu?” you mumble out, voice thick with sleep, sluggishly making your way to the kitchen. the yeasty, buttery, and slightly toasty, scent wraps around you like a blanket, comforting and warm. it’s what woke you up, along with all the movement, and you wanted to know what the source of it was. 

suguru glances up at you with a soft smile as he skillfully slices the freshly-made bread into cubes with precision. his arms flex with each deliberate movement and it has you enamoured, almost hypnotized. the sight alone makes you walk a little faster.

you hop up on the counter with a sleepy grin, legs swaying gently as you settle in to watch suguru do his work. observing him doing something he enjoys makes your heart swell with love.

“hey, baby. i’m making bread pudding,” he starts, reaching for another slice, “woke up craving craving something sweet.”

as he scoops the pieces into the bowl, you swipe a piece with quick fingers and pop it into your mouth before he could stop you, the still-warm bite melts in your mouth, waking you up with a drawn-out sigh,

“mmm, this is amazing, hun! did you just make this?” you ask, chewing, “you know you’re supposed to let the bread sit out for a day and go stale, right?”

“yea, well,” he muses with a smirk on his face, pouring the eggy mixture over the bread, the scent of vanilla, cream, and cinnamon thick in the air, “i’m an impatient man.”

you giggled, leaning in to cradle his face and press a soft, tender kiss to his cheek.

“i bet it’s gonna turn out perfect anyway.” you whispered

[pupkashi]

idk just thinking about kakashi with his hair down when he come back home exhausted, sigh of relief leaving his lips when he sees you laying on the couch, grinning when your eyes meet.

“how were the kids today?” you giggle, getting up from your position and meeting your lover halfway. you don’t hesitate throwing you arms over his shoulders, fingers finding themselves in the hair taking purchase at the nape of his neck.

kakashi groans, “those little demons will be the death of me” he mumbles, “maybe if you came around they’d behave a bit.” you can’t help but place a gentle kiss on his still masked nose.

“mmm, maybe I’ll show up with some cookies tomorrow” you suggest, kakashi all but lights up, following you into the kitchen as he shrugs off his uniform. “I’m almost done with dinner if you wanna shower first,” you say, turning around and seeing your lover closer than expected.

it’s a sight for sore eyes, to see the silver haired jonin without his mask and headband, hair messy and a small grin on his lips. “wanna help me shampoo my hair, my love?” you can’t help but roll your eyes at him, shaking your head and pulling him closer to you.

“wanna eat burnt scraps?” kakashi smiles, nodding his head as his eyes linger on your lips, wasting no time in cupping your cheek with one hand and crashing his lips onto yours.

“i can always pick something up,” he mumbles against your lips, smiling when you chase his lips for one say taste. you let out a small sigh, debating your options before looking over at the food.

“or you can go shower and we can make out before this soup is done cooking,” it’s less of a suggestion and more of a command by the tone of your voice, and kakashi always listens to you. he’s out of the kitchen and in the shower in moments, making you bite back laughter as you stir the pot of soup.

a/n: helloooo something short and aimless because i have kakashi brain rot again :P #needthat i hope u guys like it mwahaha

[arkzsq]

these are always so cute and a joy to read im in love

[arkzsq]

☆ MASTERLIST!

my tags for all my works is the first tag under all of my fics (ARKIVE'S DOSSIER). just incase you'd like to check there as i sometimes forget i have a masterlist...!

HAIKYUU!!

oneshots :: sunkissed — yamaguchi ×male!reader blurred lines — kyotani × female!reader quiet comfort — iwaizumi × oikawa drabbles :: nishinoya × masc!reader

THE CASE STUDY OF VANITAS

oneshots :: warm embrace — vanitas × noe

JUJUTSU KAISEN

oneshots :: just relax. — geto × female!reader drabbles :: pouty gojo

[arkzsq]

JUST RELAX. — GETO S.

synopsis: y/n's new job had her stressed out. luckily, her husband is by her side to make her day a little bit easier.

wc: 687

tags: husband!geto × fem!reader, overworked reader, she just needs a break

a/n: this was VERY self indulgent he's my little stink stink and i love soft domestic geto. enjoy!

the morning sun filtered through the sheer curtains, bathing you and the room in a gentle warmth. the mattress cradled you as if it was molded to your shape, while the blankets held you in a comforting embrace. sleep enveloped every fiber of your being. you felt so well-rested…almost too well-rested. eyes still glued shut and mind still fogged over with sleep, your hand sluggishly reached for the nightstand, fingers blindly brushing across it until you grasped your phone. you pulled it to close to your face, squinting as your eyes adjusted to the brightness. blinking slowly, you read the time

your heart sank.

“what!? it’s 10:30 already?” you shot up in a panic, the remnants of fatigue immediately leaving your body. your boss was going to be livid. 

but before your feet could even hit the ground, your husband walked in. calm and composed, he greeted you with a soft, “good morning, darling…” and gently pressed a hand to your chest, easing you back onto the bed, much to your dismay. 

“sugu’, i’m already late—i need to get ready,” you blurted, stress creeping into your voice. It made his chest tighten.

“shh,” he murmured, brushing a strand of hair from your face. “just relax, baby. i already called in for you. you’re not going in today.” he handed you a piping hot cup of tea, his voice a soothing balm against your rising anxiety.

“what? why?” you stare down at your tea, dumbfounded.

he crouched beside the bed, his hand finding your shoulder, his thumb rubbing gentle circles into you.  “this job’s been running you into the ground. I can’t keep watching you come home every night so drained. you need a break.”

you sighed, sinking into his touch. he was right.

you’d come home almost everyday worn thin, dragging your lethargic form through the front door, barely mumbling a ‘hi’ before collapsing onto the couch. most nights, you fell asleep there, and suguru would quietly carry you to bed. as much as he loved caring for you, it pained him to see you like this—burnt out and miserable. you’d been so overwhelmed, you hadn’t even paused to consider how much stress you were being put through.

“but what about—“ 

“shhh,”he interrupted softly.

“y/n,” he started, firm but tender, “don’t worry about any of that right now. just rest. let me take care of you.” suguru loved taking care of you. not out of duty, but because it brought him genuine happiness seeing you cared for. seeing the tension melt form your body was on of the only things that gave him peace. he noticed the little things. the way your shoulders stayed tense even while you slept. how your sighs had grown heavier over the past few months. he missed your light laughter, the warmth in your voice when you talked about your day. lately, it felt like all of that had been swallowed by exhaustion and he refused to let it consume you.

his strong back and arms flexed slightly as he gathered his long hair into a neat bun at the base of his neck—an effortless, practiced motion.

you smiled, relaxing into the pillows. “did you turn off my alarm?” you asked with a quiet laugh, sipping your tea.

he smirked at you, “‘couldn’t bear to see that tired, defeated look on your face this morning,” he turned towards the door, “now sip on that and relax, i have breakfast on the stove—your favorite.”

your grin widened as you clapped — as best as you could with a mug in your hand —, “i haven’t had that in forever! thank you, sugu’. really.”

he paused, then crossed the room once more to cradle your face in his warm hands. he pressed a kiss to your forehead, lingering for a moment.

“anything for you, love,” he whispered, voice like silk. “now i’ve got to go—food’s gonna burn.”

a honeyed laugh left his lips as he disappeared down the hall.

and all you could do was stare after him, your chest full.

how did you get so lucky?

[pupkashi]

colourful fridge magnets, please!

a/n: i hope you enjoy this little drabble :3

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the first sign of satoru’s house becoming a home was his fridge. a once minimalistic chrome was now full various meaningful signs of your love.

there’s a bright blue magnet of your initial holding up a picture of the two of you on a picnic, his breath still catches in his throat when he sees how beautiful you look in it. another one from Paris, a cat dressed in stereotypical Paris wear holding a baguette makes him grin. under it another colorful magnet from Switzerland, holding up a sticky note he’d written on before heading out to work one day ‘i love you i hope you miss me all day <3.’

right below the sticky note is a magnet with a turtle wearing sunglasses, the words ‘turtley awesome’ written in colorful text. you’d bought that one at a beach he’d taken you to, a weekend trip he surprised you with after a stressful week at work. next to that is two penguins the two of you made from polymer clay, the whites of the bellies made hearts when put together. the penguins held up a photograph you had printed of you and satoru surrounded by wildflowers.

theres a dried flower held up by a magnet of the letter ‘S’ a matching set to the one of your initial. a drawing that a much younger megumi had created is held up by your favorite animal. the growing grocery list is accompanied by a dog magnet holding the paper up, your handwriting makes satoru smile.

“what’re you staring at?” you ask, bumping into your lover softly as you open the fridge and take out the milk. “need to add milk to the grocery list” you mumble, closing the fridge door and scribbling it on the list.

“we should add another magnet soon” he says, eyes lighting up as you hand him a mug of hot chocolate. “should we go to Italy?” you tear your eyes from your own mug of hot chocolate as the words leave his mouth.

“seriously?” you can’t hide the smile on your face, satoru kisses your cheek as he walks past you and to the living room, the tv set to the newest episode of the reality show you’d been watching together.

“have i ever lied to you?” the look you shoot him makes him smile sheepishly before quickly adding on “about traveling!”

two months later when he walks past the fridge there’s a new magnet accompanying the others, and he’s reminded of is kissing you on lake como after finally making you his wife.

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[arkzsq]

I'M FREE! I'm so excited to start writing again

[arkzsq]

My name is Abed.

I’m a survivor from Gaza, holding on to hope in a world that has fallen apart around me. 💔

The life I once knew — my home, my family, my sense of safety — has been shattered by war. Today, I live among the ruins, trying to find a path forward through the rubble and heartbreak. 🏚

Every moment is a battle against fear and uncertainty. What was once ordinary — a safe place to sleep, a future to dream of — now feels like a distant memory. 🕊️

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If my story touches your heart, please consider sharing it or offering support. Every voice, every act of care, brings me one step closer to safety. ✨

Thank you for taking the time to listen. 🙏

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[arkzsq]

last day of highschool was yesterday! in about a month and a half i'll be free from exams and able to write more, yay!

[pyowos]

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[arkzsq]

Hi there,

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[arkzsq]

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[arkzsq]

QUIET COMFORT — IWAIZUMI × OIKAWA

wc: 382

a/n: I wrote this story in grade 9 on my wattpad account (omg...) so I decided to revamp it and repost! hope you enjoy xoxo

the dim light of the room soothed iwaizumi’s tense body and his breathing slowed. iwaizumi buried himself underneath the blanket, his muscles relaxed as his body made contact with the plush material. after the weight of a long day finally lifted from his tired shoulders, his eyes fluttered closed, too heavy to keep open, and in an instant, he drifted into a peaceful sleep.

oikawa spent the entire day waiting for iwaizumi to get home all day, eager to spend some time together. the brunette called out for his boyfriend a few times, growing annoyed at the lack of a response before peeking into his room. iwaizumi was bundled under the covers and deep in sleep, despite all the yelling that he was doing. oikawa quickly slapped his hand over his mouth, not wanting to make any more unnecessary noise.

he quietly made his way to the edge of the bed and sat down. with a gentle touch, he ran his fingers through iwaizumi’s hair, his movements tender as he slipped into the bed beside him. the warmth from both iwaizumi and the bed enveloped him, making him feel at ease.

“iwa…” oikawa whispered softly, his voice smooth and calming, as he stroked his boyfriend’s cheek.

he repeated this a few times before iwaizumi stirred, his voice groggy, thick with sleep. “yes, toru?” he muttered, clearly not thrilled about being woken up.

oikawa looked down at him, a playful yet caring smile curling on his lips. “i wanted to take you out for a little treat tonight, but you look so exhausted…” he paused, then added softly, “let’s just cuddle, yeah?”

iwaizumi couldn’t help the tired smile that spread across his face. without a word, oikawa buried his face into the side of his neck, slinging one leg over his, their bodies fitting together effortlessly. their arms wrapped around each other’s waist as they relished the warmth and comfort of being close.

oikawa pressed a soft kiss to iwaizumi’s forehead. “you can sleep now, love.”

without hesitation, iwaizumi closed his eyes again, the weight of exhaustion settling in his bones. his breath deepened as he melted into oikawa’s embrace.

“night, toru,” he mumbled, his voice muffled as he snuggled deeper into oikawa’s chest, feeling the warmth of his presence fill the room.