*･༓☾yas’ bakery☽༓･*

yas || minor || she/her

[katsucookie]

⤷ welcome to the bakery, lovey!

RULES + DNI

→ required reads!

TAGS + ABOUT ME

→ not required to read; mostly for organization!

MASTERLIST + TAGLIST

-> masterlist coming soon!

ANNOUNCEMENTS AND UPDATES

→ interaction blog @yamchuii​ has been completed!!

⤷ status; online || on and off || offline

listening to; checkmate knights; knights

reading; ensemble stars, story 2

thinking about; what should i write hhhhh

[katsucookie]

—【𝟏𝟐:𝟓𝟓 𝐀𝐌】

“The fuck are you doing?”

The darkness conceals his expression, his sleep worn grumble ringing through the darkness. Your arms had snakes around his torso like vines.

“Cold.” You reply, inching closer to him. “Want me to stop?”

Delicate silence blossoms over the two of you, soft petals of the night falling in tandem with the shooting stars.

“Not like I care.” He huffs, grappling with the blankets.

You laugh - a breathy, ghost of one, at least - leaning into the crook of his neck. His heartbeat pulses underneath your fingertips.

You can feel his heartbeat quicken, stiff muscles finally coming loose.

“You can relax around me, you know?” You sigh. His hair prickles, poking at your face. You don’t mind.

“I’m not an idiot. I know that.” His words are forceful, controlled.

You hum. “Just wanted to remind you, I guess.”

“Dumbass.”

As another shooting star falls from grace, you feel his hand lace with yours.

Calloused skin weaves a tale of sweat and work, hours upon hours, day in and day out, an endless march towards being the number one hero. You trace the marks that stream through his hands, and a shiver flows down his body.

“Are you cold too?” You tease.

The hand entwined with yours pulls you closer.

“Guess so.”

And even in the darkness, you know exactly what expression he wears.

[katsucookie]

⤷ happy birthday, @moonlit-xio !!

—date plan a; cat café

When shinso heard that you had never interacted with a cat before, he made it his goal to find a way for you to interact with them.

(Of course, he could just invite you to his house to finally meet his cats, but the last thing he wanted was for his mother to pry into his love life - which she already does in spades.)

So when he finally caught wind of a cat cafe that had opened nearby, he knew he wanted to take you. Thankfully, you agreed to the date.

Shinso would probably insist on paying for the date - it was the least he could do, especially since the cats managed to finish your drink for you.

The cats loved Shinso - pawing at his hair and licking his face, he didn’t even get to eat anything.

(He didn’t really mind - you looked so happy watching the cats, after all, so it was well worth it.)

—date plan b; ice skating

Shinso knows how to skateboard. he’s not the best, but he understands the basics. He thought ice skating would be easy enough, so when the weather finally chilled and when snowflakes danced from heavy grey clouds, he met up with you at an ice skating rink.

He didn’t anticipate to fall as many times as he did.

Over and over he falls, tumbling over his own feet and sliding across the ice. His pants are cold to the touch.

You laugh, still holding onto the wall behind you.

“That’s not fair,” he grumbles, skating (scooting?) just behind you. “You haven’t even tried.”

“I’m having enough fun just watching you try.” You reply, taking a few shaky steps forward.

A single misstep is all it takes for you to stumble backwards, right into Shinso. He, as always, tries to catch you.

Unfortunately, he still can’t skate.

After you both shuffle off the ice, you buy hot chocolate, agreeing to never talk about this day again.

—date plan c; technically not a date

Shinso could tell you were stressed. You had so many things on your plate - volleyball, school, training, studying - all of it had to catch up to you somehow.

And it did - dark, heavy bags hide behind your glasses and you start to mod off during class and lunch. If only he was in 1-A with you, he thought. Then he’d be able to help you more.

The train ride home was the same as always. The machine lurches and jumps, the gentle hum of the engine filling the suffocating silence. The two of you had managed to grab a seat.

Silently, he offers you an earbud, turning on the playlist the two of you had made. You rub your eyes, and Shinso wishes his words weren’t so heavy. He had so many things to say to you - none of which would he would speak.

As the train marches on, Shinso keeps his gaze out the window, watching the sun slowly sink beyond the horizon.

Then he feels a weight on his shoulder. When he looks, it’s you.

You’d fallen asleep, it seems, and your head had fallen onto his shoulder. For the first time in weeks, you look relaxed.

At first, he doesn’t move. His hands get clammy, his breaths stutter. What is he supposed to do? Where are his hands supposed to go?

In your slumber, you inch ever so slightly closer to him. The music in his earbud has been drowned out by the drum that is his own heart.

He grabs one of your hands - that isn’t creepy, right? - and looks at everything but you.

Eventually, his heart stops pounding as fast and he can finally think clearly. And, as the train grows closer and closer to your stop, Shinso wishes the two of you could stay like this.

(He takes a picture of the two of you, knowing full well you’d find out. For now, this is his new favorite picture.)

[poruvoron]

pretty in pink~! 🌷 

[katsucookie]

—【𝟏𝟐:𝟓𝟓 𝐀𝐌】

“The fuck are you doing?”

The darkness conceals his expression, his sleep worn grumble ringing through the darkness. Your arms had snakes around his torso like vines.

“Cold.” You reply, inching closer to him. “Want me to stop?”

Delicate silence blossoms over the two of you, soft petals of the night falling in tandem with the shooting stars.

“Not like I care.” He huffs, grappling with the blankets.

You laugh - a breathy, ghost of one, at least - leaning into the crook of his neck. His heartbeat pulses underneath your fingertips.

You can feel his heartbeat quicken, stiff muscles finally coming loose.

“You can relax around me, you know?” You sigh. His hair prickles, poking at your face. You don’t mind.

“I’m not an idiot. I know that.” His words are forceful, controlled.

You hum. “Just wanted to remind you, I guess.”

“Dumbass.”

As another shooting star falls from grace, you feel his hand lace with yours.

Calloused skin weaves a tale of sweat and work, hours upon hours, day in and day out, an endless march towards being the number one hero. You trace the marks that stream through his hands, and a shiver flows down his body.

“Are you cold too?” You tease.

The hand entwined with yours pulls you closer.

“Guess so.”

And even in the darkness, you know exactly what expression he wears.

[akascow]

idk how many of yall have seen this yet but oikawas signature was revealed he puts a smiley face in the O and i love him wow

here

[katsucookie]

ARE WE BACK FROM THE DEEEEAAADDDD???

MAYBE !!

[jack-olin]

the windblume event is my fav event so far…

[katsucookie]

AHAHA ATSUMU SIMP >:) /lh

FHIDUGFSDJ FUCK YOU /lh

[nahrumi]

tsumu!!

[kiki-1109]

cafe xiao i’m sobbing 

[y2tsuki-deactivated20220201]

@katsucookie would look good with ..

﹆ jjk: yūji itadori

﹆ bnha: eijirō kirishima

YAS UR SO CUTE PLS UR LIL SMILE OMG <333

thank you for requesting !! ᥫ᭡ ๑՞.🦋

[katsucookie]

[andythelemon]

Happy birthday my liege

[favoniuscodex]

"kiss me" with diluc? 👀

pairing: diluc x gn!reader

a/n: diluc... 🥰

the moon rests in the sky overhead, tinted a peculiar shade of golden. what locals called the “mora moon” is often viewed as a sign of good luck as the full moon shines bright overhead. you and diluc, however, view it as a night of opportunity. a larger, brighter moon means more moonlight: an advantage for you both in your fight against the abyss order, who much preferred the refuge of darkness that night often offered. you, a mage who stuck their nose where it didn’t belong, and diluc, a lone wolf who barely understood what the word teamwork barely meant, were an unlikely pair.

but now, as the two of you catch your breath, sitting down in front of the exit of the domain you just cleared, you both realize that there’s nobody else you’d rather (or would) fight alongside in such evening rendezvous. you lean against the stone exit, slumping down slightly as fatigue consumes you. concern shines in diluc’s eyes, just as the faint sheen of sweat that makes loose hairs cling to his skin glistens on his forehead, and the winery owner takes a step closer to you.

“are you injured?” he asks, sounding about as tired as you feel. you laugh and shake your head.

“i should be asking you that. you’re the front line, after all.” you say, yet diluc only extends a hand out to you in order to help you up.

“you fought well.” diluc commends you, yet his lips faintly twitch as if he wishes to say more, but doesn’t know how. you understand his reluctance to leave. the both of you make no inclination to be the first to move. despite the shared adrenaline that courses through your veins every fight, diluc has kept you at arms length, viewing your relationship as nothing more than business and ignoring the way he puts his life on the line for you almost every night.

“starsnatch cliff is just overhead. we can rest there. it’s likely to be devoid of any enemies tonight,” you blurt and diluc’s eyes widen slightly at your offer. the suggestion is a foolish one. you wholeheartedly expect your fighting partner to say that he has business to attend to the following day, but much to your surprise, he nods his acceptance. you take his outstretched hand and stand up, yet as you stumble forward a bit, diluc’s grip tightens on your hand as his other arm reaches out to brace you. you let out a short, bashful laugh before recorrecting your posture and glancing away from him, missing the faint hue of pink that crosses his cheeks at your unintentional actions.

as the two of you walk, diluc doesn’t let go of your hand, yet you don’t dare comment on it. instead, you let him lead. after all, he knows mondstadt best. the two of you don’t quite make it to the top of the cliff, where many young mondstadtians frolic and whisper enamored promises to each other. instead, diluc elects to sit under a tree, spreading out his familiar black coat on the ground for the two of you to sit on. much to your surprise, a faint chuckle escapes him as you nearly collapse onto the ground next to him with a tired huff.

“i have not been here since i was a kid.” diluc says and you playfully scoff at his words.

“what, did you bring people up here to make out with?” you joke, gesturing at the two lovers at the top of the cliff whose faces are melting into one. diluc flushes at your implication and shakes his head.

“nothing of the sort. it was a good training area, that’s all.” diluc says and you let out a laugh at his sudden shyness.

“training in the one spot known for lovers? interesting.” you say and diluc turns and stares at you, confused.

“if you believe the area to be for lovers, then why did you wish to spend time here with me?” diluc says. his words are emotionless and you can feel his walls rising, but you pay them no mind as you look upward at the stars above.

“i’ve never been here before,” you confess. “i heard the stars are quite beautiful.”

you lean back against the trunk of the tree as you stare up at the stars above. a cool breeze passes over the two of you and you instinctively nestle yourself closer to diluc, seeking shelter from the chill of the night. out of the corner of your eye, you spot his cheeks glowing with a deep red hue and you bite back a laugh. as your eyes twinkle with amusement and mischief, you decide to push your luck and lean in closer to diluc, moving to rest your head on his shoulder.

“y’know, you’d probably have a more fun time staring at the stars than at me, master diluc.” you tease, only to feel him stiffen next to you. you laugh lightly, yet diluc only clears his throat.

“suppose i find you to be more beautiful than the constellations above. is that such a sin?” diluc murmurs and, this time, it’s your turn to stiffen. you lift your head off your shoulder to meet his nervous vermillion gaze and a grin breaks out across your face.

“if you believe me to be so beautiful, then why don’t you prove it to me?” you challenge and diluc’s rosy cheeks are fully presented under the vast amount of moonlight that shines down on the two of you.

“how?” he breathes. for all of the stars in the sky, diluc looks at you as if you have stolen them all and display them in your own, staring at you with an expression just short of awe.

“kiss me.” you murmur and he obeys your command, lifting a hand up to your cheek and holding you gently, as if you are crafted of the fragile cecilia petals that bloom not too far away from the two of you. his lips taste of fire and bloodshed, yet the taste is intoxicating as you finally learn what secrets flames hold within them as you capture diluc ragnvindr on your own lips.

[kkayn-deactivated20210819]

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐘 —

— 𝐗𝐈𝐀𝐎 always says that he doesn’t want others to see you with him, because he’s too ashamed. How on earth could someone as disgusting and awful as him, even hope to be worthy of standing by your side?

You shine so so bright, and Xiao knows that he’s only going to make you burn and fizzle out.

He knows he’s not worthy.

So why, oh why does his heart refuse to calm down after catching a glimpse of your stupidly dazzling smile? Why does his face feel like it’s on fire whenever that bright smile is directed at him? And why, archons why, does his chest positively ache whenever he sees you flashing that smile towards anyone else?

Xiao knows he’s not worthy—

“Hey, Xiao?”

He blinks. “Hm?”

“You should really turn that frown upside down, you know,” you chuckle, shooting him that bright and beaming smile, and suddenly he feels warm and soft and fuzzy and Xiao thinks he’s actually melting— “you don’t want wrinkles, do you?”

Xiao didn’t seem to catch on to the teasing lilt of your voice, and his hand shot up to touch his face.

“Adepti don’t get wrinkles,” he scoffed, but even so, you caught him nervously glancing at the nearest reflective surface.

You let out a boisterous laugh, “I was just kidding! You worry way too much Xiao!”

He sighed in exasperation, before mumbling, “well, one of us has to be the sensible one.”

“Hey! I heard that!”

Yes, Xiao knew that he wasn’t worthy.

However, with your playful protests and his cool dismissals filling the night air, Xiao thinks that maybe, just maybe, one day, he will.

[thepenguininspace]

x

[nezz12]

*Todoroki Brothers!*

I think .. Hero!AU Touya wouldn’t ever miss a chance to annoy Shouto. … 

Also, sorry for any missed replies and being absent in general, I have no excuses  🥲