just like how you learned that a human can actually crush a full can of coke like that or that kaiser actually drinks a full can of coke like that—maybe like uhm . . . 15?
“for the love of my sanity, please tell you didn’t drink all of . . . that.” you smack your hand over your mouth. was it to prevent yourself from screaming or puking? maybe both, probably both. even if kaiser were to say yes, you still wouldn’t believe it.
the soda dripped down his neck like greed if it was a liquid. a truly disturbing sight that you’ll have fun erasing from your memory.
his eyes could be used as a deadly weapon if he tried really hard, think of the laser beams shooting from his irises. perhaps he doesn’t even need to try because you can already feel the effects of his stare.
luckily, you aren’t destined to die just yet. he scans his surroundings like he doesn’t know one thing about shame. he tosses the empty bottle toward the pile to pick up another can that was hidden. “i didn’t drink this one.” he says as he waves it around like a trophy.
that doesn’t justify the ungodly amount of sugar and sadness he consumed! you think your brain just grew another wrinkle.
oh! oh.
perhaps you were a little too busy focusing on the crushed cans and how kaiser was just chugging it like that, that you didn’t realize he was half-naked! how many more miseries can you endure today? a sticky floor, a sticky kaiser, and a million thousand cans of soda on the ground . . . can the sun explode already?
a rage settles in his eyes.
“want it?”
sticky note. haehadguhasidha i miss you kaiser come back . . . sorry for the open ending pls forgive a girl for forgetting how to write . . .
being a blue lock writer is evil right now. wdym new chapter with kaiser AND sae content??? sae bangs??? kaiser CRUSHING a can of soda??? kaiser mom reveal??? oh you guys just want me to write . . .
mydeimos x reader ⚡︎ modern au (there’s no prophecy), cipher is cipher, spoiler alert : mydei is the true liar, everyone is probably on something or something, profanity, poorly written with little proofreading ⚡︎ sticky note . heh . . . was writing smth and realized i referenced something that is a way better idea
maybe you should’ve seen it coming with cipher laughing hysterically beside him, not even trying to stop herself from slapping her thighs from laughing so hard. you’d probably have the same reaction if you were in his situation.
“dear kephale, you look like you’ve seen a ghost.” obviously you’re exaggerating his real expression (his face is stone cold and his stance is nothing more than him crossing his arms in what seems to be annoyance).
he looks at you and from where you’re standing, it looks like he’s a strict parent lecturing a child.
cipher has stopped laughing like a maniac but the soft giggles never cease, even when she speaks up. “oh, jeez! you should’ve been here like three minutes ago! we could’ve been laughing buddies.” she says in between gasps of air.
you raise an eyebrow.
what could mydei have said or done to get this reaction out of cipher? sure, it doesn’t take a lot for her to start laughing but you didn’t think you’d live to see the day that mydei could make her laugh.
“. . . why? what happened three minutes ago?” you gaze towards her in confusion. “ugh! if you were here at that time, i wouldn’t have to explain it to you . . .” she sighs a whine while shaking her head.
“i could probably laugh along with you if you’d just tell me . . .” you shake your head as well.
mydei doesn’t look too pleased with the either of you. if looks could kill, there would probably be crime scene investigators on spot right now.
cipher takes notice of his expression. “i’d so love to but your little boyfriend would probably kill me along with you.” what is she talking about boyfriend? never mind that—little? it’s funny because he towers over the both of you which is much more obvious with cipher by how she’s standing next to mydei.
now his gaze is solely on the cat-like woman. “for fucks sake, let that go already . . . don’t bring them into this.” you realize that’s the first time you heard his voice this entire conversation and it takes you aback for a second, it’s like you haven’t heard his voice in a million years.
“if you guys are just gonna keep me in the dark, i’d rather go to phainon or something.” it isn’t an empty threat because you were planning to visit him anyway but you couldn’t really call it a threat either way.
there’s contemplation glazing over cipher’s look.
.
.
.
“your little boyfie actually likes you!”
and she’s off running into another direction before you and mydei could even react. she’s already out of sight when he flinches with wide eyes. “don’t listen to a word she says, got it? she’s a dirty liar!” there’s something dark (betrayal) in his voice and he almost screeched that last part.
honestly, you don’t give it another thought after he starts chasing after her.
you wouldn’t put that lie past her. she’s lied about a million things and this is probably just another one of those lies.
sad, you wish it were true.
“uhm . . . okay.” you whisper to yourself.
you’re now with phainon at this cafe he wanted to try for a while. there isn’t much to talk about because you guys have talked about everything (you think) under the sun at this point.
then you suddenly remember what happened with cipher and mydei a few hours ago. “oh yeah, everyday i’m reminded cipher is a funny liar.” you quietly chuckle.
“what happened?” phainon looks up from the food he was very intensely eyeing. “she told me mydei likes me. her lies just get worse and worse to the point where i just find it funny.” you won’t even mention the way she calls mydei your boyfriend.
phainon’s lips press together like he’s trying not to laugh.
“oh no, yeah . . .” he takes a bite and continues talking with food in his mouth. “cipher is a really good liar. she could be telling the truth, though.” he shrugs. “i doubt it, mydei would probably bodyslam me with no hesitation. plus, if you knew, you’d probably tell me about it, right?”
guyz don‘t be mad pls but i lowk gave you guys false hope of me coming back and I SWEAR i was going to but the world is crazy and i thought it’d be best for me to just not post even after announcing “my return” which was honestly just a vague post . . . anyway i’ll probably get back to posting after changing my theme and stuff (idk when that’ll be but i promiz). ALSO to clarify about my interests, i’m still interested in blue lock (but i’m gonna be fr i’m here for kaiser and sae) but i want to start writing for honkai star rail (for mydei ✊ you can nawt blame me that man is FOINEEEE) and possible genshin (but i’m gonna be fr x2 i’m not that interested but some of the characters are just . . . 😇)
as much as i would like to deny taking a break or a hiatus, i really just need it right now. yes, you might’ve realized that i’m not uploading as frequently as i used to but i never really said anything directly about taking a break so i’m supadupa sorry . . .
so yes—i am taking a break. i’ll be without writing or posting for a little bit until i have the time and ideas to do so.
compression shirts and itoshi rin needs to be listed as a cause for heart attacks.
some might say they’re a deadly duo.
and you most certainly could agree with that statement since you’ve experienced first hand.
rin walks past you and you notice from the blurry figure that he’s wearing an unfamiliar shirt that looks way tighter than what he usually opts for. as per usual, you call out to him, “where you goin’?” you ask, still not looking up from your phone screen.
he almost scoffs at the stupidly obvious question. “where you do you think?” he rolls his eyes, turning to face you—that’s where you get the full image and oh my word.
stupid ass grey sweatpants he always wears and that unfamiliar tight shirt that was on your mind—a freaking compression shirt!
“i—oh…” your mouth widens to an ‘o’ shape once you finally comprehend everything. it’s almost surreal but you could imagine him wearing it one day—but not this day! “what?” “when did you get that?” “it was just in my closet.”
he shrugs. HE SHRUGS.
like no big deal, he’s off to wherever.
you can’t help but roll around after he’s already left you alone with you thoughts—your thoughts of how him being a gym FREAK and an athletic fuck really has an impact on you.
oh yeah, you’re totally gonna die soon.
and why the fuck did he never tell you he had a black compression shirt in his closet.
sticky note. this man is a walking heart attack cause
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