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@hapikiou
Hello!
I'm mainly multifandom but sometime new hyperfixation take over me.
I only tags spoiler for MCU movie that are at the cinema.
I don't have a queue I just pass all my time here.
I trying to write things and I will post some here too.
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why did i get the eating disorder hotline for deedee megadoodoo
Oh my god rockys job is beach-
BRING HIM BACK
oh thank goodness
Scooby-Doo 2: Monsters Unleashed 2004, dir. Raja Gosnell
I love characters who are like "I'm a terrible person" but when you look closer it's more like
"I adapted to survive something and now I don't know how to stop being that version of myself."
playing stupid games but im really bad at them so im not even winning the stupid prizes
Wh-what do you mean it’s from a birthday cake
We could have been eating him
“mom coded” “sister coded” “wine aunt coded” what if she’s his friend instead. you’re actually allowed to be friends with women
“my father is a boy and my mother is a girl so i’m mixed” is the funniest possible response to someone asking your gender and it came from 6’5 Viking footballer and notable weird little guy Erling Haaland on a Snapchat
comedians can only dream of writing something this funny
Hanahaki disease is a psychosomatic illness. It's a thing that your body does in response to stress over constantly repressing/concealing your feelings in settings with high background magic. It's like you've been ignoring pain for a long time and suddenly your vision starts going dark, because your affected body is just YANKING on random alerts trying to get you to PAY ATTENTION there is a PROBLEM. Yes the flowers do really exist. So do non-magical psychosomatic symptoms. The flowers aren't special.
This does of course open up the trope to options for non-romantic concealed feelings. Which I think is great. There is something viscerally satisfying about the person who seems so outwardly chipper coughing and hacking and spitting up Depression Flowers so now everyone has to know they're hurting. Isn't there?
Hanahaki, but it's a child that feels neglected by their parents.
Hanahaki, but it's someone whose friends have started ghosting them.
Hanahaki, someone's wife is cheating on them.
Hanahaki, the disease that gives you three options: confront your feelings, destroy the love you hold for someone or perish choking on roses.
‘𝐒𝐎 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘, 𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐑.’
ft. chuuya nakahara & osamu dazai.
𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓: pulling them close by their tie ♡ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: female terms used, (doll, bella, belladonna.) # wc, 0.9k
𑣲 chuuya nakahara,
you wanted to try something new to chuuya.
pulling him close to you by his bolo tie that he’s always got on for atleast 12 hours of the day.
it’s perfect to hook your finger under and pull him close to kiss him.
you’d considered pulling him by his choker, that he’s also wearing almost all day long. but you’d likely choke him if you tried that.
so tie it is.
‘chuuyyaaa,’ you groaned. you were in his office with him, waiting for him to finish these last pieces of paperwork so you could go home together.
‘ ‘m almost done, doll. gimmie 30 minutes ‘nd then we can go home, ‘kay?’ you huffed, sinking into the leather couch even further.
the only light in the room came from a small desklamp on the table he was working at. it was already dark outside since he always works late hours, and this time you insisted on waiting until he was done, even if your complaints were endless.
there was nothing else to do besides staring a hole in the ceiling above, but then you got reminded of the genius idea you had earlier today.
you stood up from your lazed position on the couch, straightend yourself. and padded over to chuuya’s desk. where he’s currently aggressively scribbling away at the paper, trying to get it done as fast as possible.
he didn’t notice you walking towards him, which was exactly what you needed.
he only noticed when you’d come to stand next to him. ‘what’s wrong, doll?’ he asked you. face showing concern ‘cause he thinks something might’ve happened.
you turned his chair around so he was facing you.
you bent yourself over slightly, hooked a finger under the cloth of his tie. and pulled him towards you with the help of his bolotie.
‘[name]—!’ he didn’t have even a second to react before you caught his mouth with your own, kissing him deeply.
his eyes were wide open, pupils blown.
you pulled away with a grin, index finger still hooked on his tie.
chuuya was baffled to say the least. he didn’t even have the slightest idea of what you were up to, he didn’t even see it coming.
‘can we go home now, babe?’ you asked him in a pouty tone, your hand smoothing over his tie.
he still needed to finish the paperwork, there were still too many pages left— but he could care less about them right now.
‘yes, ma’am.’
𑣲 osamu dazai,
dazai is quite famous for being an annoying and persistent man.
yes you love him with all your heart, but boy does he get on your nerves sometimes.
he can’t function if you’re not in a 5 feet radius of him, he’s literally on your ass 24/7.
and additionally, his hands need to be on you whenever possible, a hand on the small of your back, his arms wrapped around your waist from behind when you’re sorting through paperwork, or simply him holding your hand, without permission. but if you tell him no he’ll whine like a baby, and that’s alot more irritating than him holding your hand when you’re clearly busy.
you also are unable to catch him off guard with anything since his attention is always focused on you.
he watches your every change of expression, even if it’s minor. he can read you like the back of his hand.
your face needs to be as straight as possible, not even a very small flicker of your expression can change. you can barely twitch your eyebrow, or he’ll notice what your upto.
right now you’re sitting at your desk, furiously scribbling away at the never ending stack of paperwork placed beside you.
dazai was also sitting at his desk, simply staring at the paperwork infront of him. for one moment his attention wasn’t fixated on you.
‘dazai, can you come here for a second?’ you asked from across the room, making the brown haired male look up from his desk.
‘ofcourse, belladonna!’ he practically jumped off of his chair and made his way over to you.
‘you miss me already? i know i’m irresistible~’ he teased with a shit eating smirk on his face.
he stood infront of you, hands in the pockets of his beige trenchcoat.
he was about to open his mouth to probably tell you something stupid, but then you tugged him towards you by his bolo tie and crashed your lips onto his.
the suddenness of it all nearly made him fall ontop of you, but he steadied himself by quickly getting his hands out his pockets and one hand gripped the edge of your desk, and the other grabbing a tight hold of your shoulder.
you pulled away from the kiss with a grin, finger still hooked on the fabric of his bolotie, your other hand resting on his chest.
‘my, my belladonna. didn’t know you had that in ya.’ dazai breathed, slightly out of breath from the intensity of the short, yet deep kiss.
you smiled to yourself. you successfully caught the osamu dazai off guard with a simple pull of his tie and a kiss.
you turned back to your paperwork like nothing happened, with dazai still standing over you with his hand on your shoulder.
‘shall we continue in the storage—,’ ‘no.’ you put a finger over his lips to stop him from finishing that sentence.
‘yes, ma’am.’
god he loves being pulled by his tie like that, he’ll definitely make you do it again. maybe with a leash, like a dog.
𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: this is kind of sloppy i apologize 🥹
based on this thought.
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