hello everyone! itās been quite a while, huh. i hope you all have been doing well and let me just say thank you for the continued support despite me being away! you guys are amazing ššwith this, i want to explain a few things and whatās going to happen to this blog for now.
in short, this blog will be inactive for some time due to loss of motivation for writing bsd/tokyorev material and just needing time to think about how to come back to this blog after some past mental health issues. it will not be deleted, but requests will be closed and no new content will be added to this blog for now. im sure i will return to this blog as i am still an avid bsd enjoyer but the writing will be held off momentarily. however, i will be announcing a side blog shortly to update every once in a while for genshin as iāve been very interested in it lately so if you still like to see content from me, you can check that out ^^
once again, thank you guys so much for your patience and support, it truly means so much to me. stay safe and classy and i hope you guys have a wonderful day :)
hello everyone! itās been quite a while, huh. i hope you all have been doing well and let me just say thank you for the continued support despite me being away! you guys are amazing ššwith this, i want to explain a few things and whatās going to happen to this blog for now.
in short, this blog will be inactive for some time due to loss of motivation for writing bsd/tokyorev material and just needing time to think about how to come back to this blog after some past mental health issues. it will not be deleted, but requests will be closed and no new content will be added to this blog for now. im sure i will return to this blog as i am still an avid bsd enjoyer but the writing will be held off momentarily. however, i will be announcing a side blog shortly to update every once in a while for genshin as iāve been very interested in it lately so if you still like to see content from me, you can check that out ^^
once again, thank you guys so much for your patience and support, it truly means so much to me. stay safe and classy and i hope you guys have a wonderful day :)
so uhh.. hi i finally made the blog. i apologize for being away so long. as of today, this blog will not be updated anymore and i will be following my moots back on my new blog. i will be working to reboot myself and officially come back from the dead āØ
additionally, i will be going by a new alias as a fresh new start from this blog as my old alias doesnāt bring back the best memories due to discord. so with that, i would like to be referred to as bibi (moots, if my old alias is easier to remember, im fine with being called by it). i made some great memories both here and on discord under my old alias, but now itās time to move forward. tysm for everything :)
to my moots, my messages are open and i'm so down to catch up with yall sometime <3
spoilers for the bsd season 4 trailer (for those who have not seen it yet!)
first of all, the art is absolute GORGEOUS. ranpo and poe just look so nice in these few seconds and i love the detail with karl being scared as well. definitely a step up from past seasons (not that the style was bad in any sense!) but i can just tell that theyāre taking time to make this season look amazing.
DECAY. OF. ANGELS. fyodorās rat lookinā ass somehow looks scary but great at the same time?? I DID NOT EXPECT TO SIMP FOR NIKOLAI BUT NOW I AM THEY MADE HIM FUCKING GORGEOUS. LOOK AT HIM. his voice is definitely how i imagined, the amount of teasing and mocking i can see in his voice now and later on down the road is massive.
finally, i have to finish off with soukoku. letās start with dazai. i love this expression that he shows here compared to the manga. in the manga, he does show genuine surprise and possibly even concern as heās figuring out just how and why his past is being dug up now. assuming that this is that same moment (although i could be wrong and it could be where he mentions that he and jouno will āget along pretty wellā but thatās beside the point-), dazai seems to show more surprise in terms of impressed or trying to keep his normal facade as a confident and almost carefree man. you can see the mixed emotions heās expressing with this one frame, whether itās anger, concern, impressed, or maybe even terrified.
then, we have chuuya. this manā¦ MY GOSH THEY MADE HIM LOOK SO FINE AND GAVE HIM THE SAME POSE AS IN THE MANGA IM LIVING FOR IT. i will take any second or singular frame of chuuya i can get to cope with the manga. ngl, kinda hoping they keep the āhey, stupid detective agency motherfuckers!ā line. i cannot wait to hear miyano and taniyamaās voices this season.
in conclusion, i am and will continue to rewatch this trailer and january 2023 needs to come sooner :D
okay, so after what- two or three chapters passing after chuuya drowns i expected us to see him again right? or at least some update with dazai and sigma if fyodor and chuuya are truly dead (which i HIGHLY DOUBT they are)
what i was not expecting is to see kunikida, tanizaki, and ranpo ALL BEING HELD CAPTIVE AND BE ON THE BRINK OF DEATH
naps with the anemo archon always seem so relaxing for the soul. the two of you curled up like lazy cats against the stump of a careening oak tree or hidden beneath the covers was always a warm invitation for venti to admire you.
on this afternoon, in particular, he awoke once more to see you still sound asleep, curled up against him and happily dozing the day away. he smiles fondly, playing with a few loose strands of your hair.
that was until you shift in your sleep, eyes half closed and mind still in your dreams. "venti...?" you murmur, "come 'ere." he's a bit startled to feel your arms around him tighten and pull him even closer to your chest.
the action has him growing pink in the hazy afternoon sunlight. hiding his face in the confines of your figure whilst trying to pretend he isn't absolutely taken away with the way you had called out for him.
itās truly a difficulty to see kazuha react in such a way. but you can find it easily when you play with the wandering samurai's hair. his head leaning against your chest while you filter through his pretty white and red-streaked hair. his eyes are closed and you can feel his soft breathing while he relaxes in your grasp.
"kazuhaaa," you croon, poking his cheek. his eyes open and he smiles softly up at you. "something the matter?" he asks.
you comb through his hair once more before shaking your head. "nothing, i was just thinking that your hair looks so pretty." he's taken a little off-guard by the comment; the tips of his ears turning red in the autumnal light cascading through the trees.
"you... you think so?" kazuha mutters, toying with a side piece from his bangs. his face is littered with a heavy blush that you find absolutely becoming of him.
bringing you back home after a couple rounds of drinks truly was becoming a bit too much of a routine for the detective. you leaned against his body sleepily, hazy from the drinks and the moonlit atmosphere around you two. he laughs softly at your drunken behavior as you chatter about how sweet he is and how he's too dreamy.
"okok, but you have to promise me something, m'kay?" you hiccup, poking him in the chest avidly. "and what is that thing?" heizou asks, holding onto your hand with a gentle squeeze.
"that you don't... no wait i forgot it," you murmur to yourself, attempting to comprehend what you had lost. he waits patiently, continuing to guide you back home.
"oh, i remember! you have to promise to kiss me tonight!" you lean in close as you scold heizou, despite him not being your lover just yet. the ticked look in your eyes and the severe demeanor have him doubting whether or not you genuinely are drunk.
"got it?" you restate. he nods, half-amused and half-flustered at the straightforwardness he's receiving. "of course. i promise!" the words have him covering his flustered smile with the back of his hand while he feels the cooling wind soothe his rising temperature.
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the call of his name has him appearing before you in the blink of an eye. his eyes dart around for a second as if to take in his surroundings. he knew you enjoyed taking advantage of his name and the power it gave you. it seemed this was one of those nights.
"is something wrong?" xiao says, observing the strange, curious gaze in your expression. something told him you had just wanted to see him again.
"ha! i knew it!" at your exclamation, his eyebrows furrow and he gives you a look of adorable confusion. you clasp his face in your hands, a smile on your lips that has his heart racing.
"you really do have gorgeous eyes, xiao." the look of confusion on his face blends in completely with the growing blush on his cheeks. his eyes blinking rapidly and gazing down as if he cannot comprehend your compliment. honestly, you called him here for something silly like that...?
woah you're reopening requests! can i request chuuya who gets into a fight with their s/o? maybe s/o cries, maybe chuuya accidentally hurts her, maybe one of them threatens to leave? you get to choose what type of fanfic it would be (oneshot, drabble, headcanons). also, hurt/comfort!
ā A/N: ayy ariel writes again!! and yes my coming back from my writing hiatus had to be chuuya angst >:)
ā Genre: Angst to Comfort
ā Pairing: Chuuya Nakahara x GN!Reader
ā Word Count: 0.9k
A blanketed mass of rain and hail tarnished the frozen ground. You could see the weather crying its heart out for another. Perhaps the sun was its lover and they had battled ferociously the previous night. Leaning against the windowpane, you felt the chilled glass freeze your cheek and mark the condensation.
The door opened and Chuuya appeared. He reeked of booze and it stung your nostrils. Staggering into the apartment, he didn't once glance at you. Perhaps too engrossed in finding another bottle of liquor in the kitchen. Days like this were rough for both of you. After a brutal mission, or (at least in the past) after the usage of Arahabaki, Chuuya tended to get lost in his own little world.
You heard a glass shatter and the blunt thud of a fist hitting the wall. Standing, you strode towards the kitchen, anger, and sympathy boiling in your lungs.
"Chuuya! What the hell happened?"
The redheaded mafioso looked up from the glass shards to stare at you. There was a cold, icy look in his eyes that could have easily matched the weather outside.
"None of your business," he muttered.
This time he looked away as if looking at you would sober him up.
"Chuuya, please, you've been like this for three days. I know your mission-"
"You don't know shit!" Chuuya spat. You wanted to gag at the stench of sharp alcohol radiating from him or at least flinch from the strength in his ever-trembling voice.
"Stop fucking pretending like you know what it's like to lose the lives of people who put their trust in you."
A fire had been set ablaze in his icy eyes. You stepped back.
"I don't know, but I'm trying to understand what you're going through anyways." You swallowed thickly, praying he wouldn't do something reckless.
"Then don't fucking try. I don't need your fake sympathy and concerned looks."
Tears welled up in the corners of your eyes. Swallowing again, you hoped they would disappear on their own.
"Look, just stop drinking, at least. You're not yourself when you drink and act like... this."
Chuuya's eyes narrowed, and his grip on the bottle seemed close to shattering it.
"Like what?" He spoke in a low menacing tone that sent chills down your spine. "Come on! Say it! What the hell do you think I act like? Oh for fuck's sake, Y/n, stop fucking crying!"
At that moment you had slammed your head against the kitchen cabinet. Your hands trembled clutching onto the edge of the counter while your lower back was pressed up against it. You didn't realize how close he had gotten now. His glare pierced your watery gaze and for a brief second the hardened look in his expression was the cold stare of a violent mafioso, not the sweet, confident lover you adored. He had backed you up against the kitchen counter, almost daring you to fight back.
Instead, your head throbbed at the dripping pain seeping from the spot your head had impacted the cabinet. You just stared at him in terrified awe and horror.
Your voice came out soft and downtrodden; broken and cracky. "Just... Oh, you're so..."
With that, Chuuya was shoved aside and watched you run down the hallway crying. Chuuya blinked, realizing the bottle he had been clutching onto had crackled and broken. Blood beaded out, dripped down his palm to his fingers, then to the glass shards on the floor.
Ah, he had fucked up.
Chuuya let out a sobering breath. "Shit."
At the harsh 'goodbye' of the bathroom door slamming, he winced, sinking to the ground of the kitchen, head in his hands. Bitterly, he could hear the soft sobs of your voice leading from the lonely bathroom down the hall. He hated to think that he was the cause of it. His stomach churned and regret filled his lungs. He choked and suffocated from it, burning a hole in his heart.
He knew it wasn't your fault. That you could only wish and hope to imagine the things that he'd been through. Picking himself up off the kitchen floor, he quietly trudged to the bathroom door. He didn't dare touch the doorknob, instead simply leaning against the door.
Chuuya called your name softly. Your sobs quieted but stayed a broken record in the background. Chuuya swallowed down the prying tears.
"I'm sorry. I... I shouldn't have... I know you were just..." No, none of those words felt right. Then again, Chuuya was never good with his words.
"If you don't get those words out, I'll leave you," you sniffled from the other side. From the tone of your voice, Chuuya caught the lies. He knew you wouldn't do as you said. But the light threat still made his throat close.
"I shouldn't have taken my frustrations out on you... It's not your fault. It'll never be your fault. I know you're just trying to help me. I swear I love you more than anything else in the world."
The lock clicked and there you stood in front of him. Your glassy eyes shone with tears and Chuuya reached forward to wipe them away with his thumb whilst cupping your face gently.
"I know you're struggling with things. But you can always come to me like I do you. I'm here to help you, so don't say... things like that." Your voice trembled and Chuuya's heart nearly shattered.
Pressing his forehead against yours, he kissed your fears away; In doing so, silently promising to do better because for you he'd change the moon and stars.
hey guys! just wanted to apologize for being inactive for a few weeks. school has been getting busier and extracurriculars are taking up more of my free time. i will be doing my best to slowly work my way through the follower event requests (tysm by the way for all the submissions so far! it is still open and is linked below). stay lovely everybody ^^
ā A/N: My tokyorev submission for @hanemiso's sounds of a broken heart collab <3
ā Genre: Angst, Major Character Death, Right Person Wrong Time Trope
ā Pairing: Chifuyu Matsuno x GN!Reader
ā Word Count: 2.6k
There was a sterile smell in the air. It stung your nose and seeped into your skin. It burned your eyes and brought nothing but memories of unchanged times. The sickening scents of cleaning alcohol and cold metal had your head spinning. Then again, maybe it was the prescriptions your doctor had just given you.
Exiting the office, you stared at the bottle of pills and the dozens of loose papers in your trembling hands. You had read the words on it over and over again and yet you still didnāt want to believe the truth.
āHey, Iāve been waiting for you.ā Chifuyuās voice brought you back from your thoughts and you stared at your close friend peering at you through the car window.
āChifuyu? I thought you were busy closing up the shop?ā
He shrugged, smiling in a boyish manner that reminded you of your youth. āI finished early. I thought Iād pick you up and grab dinner.ā
You paused, roughly swallowing the bile built up in your throat. āCan we stop by the dandelion fields first?ā
At this, Chifuyu appeared concerned. His clear eyes glancing from the papers in your hands and back at your eyes for unspoken questions. For a brief moment, the corners of his mouth twisted in a worried manner.
āSure, letās head there now, ākay?ā And the boyish grin was back.
The ride was generally silent. It was an eerie quiet that left Chifuyu gripping the wheel a little tighter than usual. He could smell the scent of the medical office on you and it brought with it a twisting anxiety.
The dandelion fields were Chifuyu and yourās. In world where life seemed so heavy and the weight of responsibilities clung to humanity like sickeningly sweet molasses, the dandelion fields were yourās and Chifuyuās.
The sun set the sky ablaze. It streaked the wafting clouds with hues of crimson and violet. The wind danced through the tender dandelions and flung their seeds into the gentle breeze. From here you could smell the serenity of the nearby stream and the clarity of the city lights.
Chifuyu followed you out into the fields; The wind greeting the two of you as old friends. It whispered long lost memories the two of you shared out in this lush world of dandelions.
You sat down. Chifuyu followed in suit. Fireflies arose from the dimming sun and kissed your cheeks.
And once again, everything was quiet. A weight unparalleled with all the other problems you ever shared out in this fields pressed down on him. His stomach twisted and writhed unbearably as you stared out at the setting sun with calm eyes.
As his mouth opened to call your name, you spoke first, āChifuyuā¦ Iām dying.ā
Ah, there was that bitter silence.
āHow long do you have?ā
Another breath of stillness.
āAbout a year.ā
The fields and wind almost seemed to freeze with Chifuyu. There was no way to describe the irrevocable destruction those words had caused. For how does one act when they learn their world has only 365 days left to live?
Chifuyu snapped the constant string of silence. āThenā¦ weāll just do whatever you want to do in the meantime. Weāll travel the world andā¦ and eat and see all the things you ever wanted toā¦ā
He spoke with no meaning. More words spiraled and spun out of his mouth like a bundle of unraveling yarn. Panic. Oh god, this must have been what it was like to truly panic. To unravel and spill over yourself, trying to pick up the pieces of a shattered vase of flowers.
āChifuyu!ā
āWhat?!ā
You stared at him with tears in your eyes. He had no energy or strength to try and clear them away.
āI donāt want any of thatā¦ I donāt want to be reminded that Iām dying.ā Tears spilled at the corners of your usually charming, strong eyes. Chifuyu drew closer, arms hesitatingly hovering over your shoulders.
āI donāt want to leave this world without never being loved. Iām scared, Chifuyu. Iām so scared.ā Tears choked your throat and clogged your lungs. Your shaking form clutched onto his shirt, sobbing into an embrace that felt helpless.
And Chifuyu didnāt exactly know how to respond to something like that. A feeling that was so unfamiliar crept in between the two of you. It chained his wrists and bound his neck, making him feel lightheaded and unsure of himself.
āThen Iāll do it,ā he murmured. Arms enveloped your body and he stared out at the darkened dandelion fields before the two of you. The city lights twinkled in the distance and his stomach churned as he made his promise to you.
āIāll love you until the end. I promise.ā
And he kept his promise. Chifuyu was yours, utterly and entirely till the die you would die.
His kisses, affectionate touches, everything. The dandelions and stars danced harmoniously just for the two of you.
āWelcome back!ā Chifuyuās cheerful tone echoed from the hall as he headed towards you. A bright grin on his face as he waited for you to settle down. You could smell his cologne and warm vanilla in the apartment. Things had changed when he moved in.
āWhy do you seem so excited? Did you do something?ā
Chifuyu shook his head, simply handing you your usual bouquet of flowers. Today was white camellias.
āIām just glad to see you. I missed you. How was the doctorās?ā
You smiled slightly, inhaling the delicate fragrance of the flowers before casually looking away to set it aside.
āItās almost been five months, you know.ā A look of brief surprise overcame him and it made your heart hurt.
āYouāre right. We should celebrate!ā
You swallowed thickly, an unsure smile on your lips. Taking your hand in his, he squeezed it gently, trying to figure out what sort of words you were attempting to say.
āThat is what you want right?ā
Finally, you nodded your head. āYeahā¦ thatās exactly it.ā
The stars flickered and the dandelionsā fluff broke into thousands of tiny fragments; Unsure of their own selfish desires in this world that held them.
The plush of the couch cushions held the two of you in another quiet embrace. Despite all the tenderness Chifuyu gave you, there was a heavy feeling that arose when things were quiet. You could ignore it. You both tried to.
It was easier to ignore the flaws and cracks; easier to view things with rose-colored glasses and pick and choose which problems to confront.
āI was thinking about stopping by that bakery tomorrow.ā
You were quiet, listening to his heart while you lay against his chest. His arms wrapped around your waist and hands soothingly rubbing shapes and miscellaneous letters on your skin. Nearby, the clock ticked blankly. It reminded you of the time and, well, how little you had left of it now just eight months in.
But, you remembered you had mentioned the bakery last week. You had talked about wanting to go and how you heard the crepe cake there was just perfect.
āYou wanna get the crepe cake?ā You asked, looking at him and growing a little closer. Seemingly close enough to where Chifuyu pressed a light kiss to your forehead.
āIf you do. Weāll get whatever you want, ākay?ā He said with that same boyish grin you realized you had always loved.
There he went again. How much had you even learned about your ābeloved boyfriendā? Everything had been about you and how you wanted everything. Your stomach twisted and just for a moment, you wished you had never told him about the deadline on your life.
āNevermind. Forget it. Just go on your own,ā you mumbled. Attempting to get off of him, he clung on tighter, eyebrows creased and a frown tugging on his lips.
āWhat do you mean? You wanted that crepe cake, didnāt you?ā
You felt immature. You felt stuck and strangled. How stupid of you to get all worked up over a stupid trip to a bakery.
āNo. I donāt want it anymore! I donāt want to do it unless you want to too!ā The words stung and whipped your tongue. It felt stupid; so, so stupid. And you knew this even when Chifuyu stared at you with pure confusion in his eyes.
āWhat are you talking about? Iām fine with going to the bakery.ā
You struggled against his grip. Limbs tangled and arms grasping onto closure. The blankets surrounding the couch snared your legs and attempted to drag you off the edge. Chifuyuās arms stayed put around your waist.
āItās not about the bakery, Chifuyu!ā
And suddenly, you were falling. Tumbling down and off the couch, you slammed into the wooden coffee table with a sickening thud. Apart from the disgustingly uncomfortable silence in the air, the sound of glass shattering snapped the two of you alert.
You both turned your heads, eyes wide and staring at the new vase of primroses on the floor. The water seeped onto the floor, staining the carpet and hiding the pieces of glass. The coffee table having moved about an extra two feet, despite itās insane weight, didnāt signal a relief for either of you.
You felt sick. The walls felt like they were closing in. Your head erupting with a newfound pain felt like spliting from the inside out. You couldnāt tell if it was from the fall or the idea that Chifuyu would ask about your words again.
Your name fell from his mouth and you could feel tears bursting from your eyes. The pain from your head was unbearable. It spread to your heart and only made the hurt worse. You wanted it all gone. For once since your diagnosis, you wanted to die.
The rest was an unsure blur that you wished you could forget about. Thankfully, in four months time, you could forever.
Chifuyuās last memories of you were being in and out of the hospital. You tried after the incident with the coffee table. He did too. But things were hard. They had never been before.
He remembered the days when the two of you would smile with no worries and plan your next outing to the dandelion fields. When you would stay up late and insist on watching a scary movie all while jumping into each othersā arms. Things like that were simple.
So why had your romantic relationship with him been so hard?
He never asked about what you had meant about the problem you seemed to want to discuss before. In fact, you didnāt seem to want to talk about it. Chifuyu didnāt press you on it. He never could have.
Eventually, he got used to the sterile smell of the hospital. Now, it remembered him of you. But he knew you didnāt want to be remembered by the smell of cleaning alcohol and cold metal. Chifuyu tried his best to remember you by the smell of white carnations and primroses or of all the other flowers he had given you.
Adjusting the sunflowers on your hospital stand, Chifuyu observed the deeping monitors and the running equipment. You were frail now. Your lips now thinner and dry. Your body could no longer keep up with your mind.
That strangling feeling from eleven months ago had come back in the recent days. Chifuyu sat at the side of your bedside, hand gently holding yours and rubbing your knuckles.
āChifuyuā¦ Do you remember when I got mad at you?ā
It was his turn to swallow thickly at your words. āWhen you hit your head on the coffee table?ā
āYeahā¦ That was pretty stupid of me.ā You laughed breathily. He wished you wouldnāt. Maybe if you didnāt, it would spare a couple more days of your life.
āI knowā¦ you donāt love me,ā You whispered.
There was always so much silence these days. Chifuyu wished he could just get rid of it.
āI do.ā
āNo, you donāt and I think thatās my faultā¦ because I know I love you. I love you so much, Chifuyu. But I know you donāt.ā
āNo, I do. I promise I do!ā
You stared at him with clarity that shook him to the core. āYou promised me you would love me till the end eleven months ago too. But I donāt know anything about you, Chifuyu. You did everything I asked you to. You went places I knew you didnāt like going and became the perfect boyfriend for my last yearā¦
But I miss Chifuyu. I donāt want to see a husk of yourself running to appease me every waking moment. I wanted you to love me not whoever it is youāre trying to be right now.ā You paused to let out a husky cough that brought him back to the present moment.
You took in a ragged breath before continuing. He wished you wouldnāt. His limbs felt weak and his mouth unbearably dry.
āIām selfish for trying to force you into a relationship before I died. That wasnāt what I wanted from you.ā
Now, Chifuyu shook his head. His hands now trembling in your grasp.
āBe quiet. I swear please just be quiet. Iām notā¦ What youāre saying isā¦ā And, oh god, it hurt. It hurt to realize the truth.
The reality that maybe he never truly loved you.
You didnāt speak again. Maybe it was better that way.
The rough engine of the car spluttered to a stop around dusk. It was your favorite time; Just when the clouds were beginning to become painted in hues of crimson and violet. When the dandelions melted into the gentle breeze and kissed your cheeks, thatās when you loved coming down to the fields with Chifuyu.
Chifuyu sat there for a moment. He listened to the hum of the carās air conditioning and the weak voice of the news reporter on the radio. Then, he stepped out and strode through the fields of dandelions.
Two, maybe three months, had passed since you died. He couldnāt remember any more. He didnāt want to.
Sitting down in the graceful grasses of the field, Chifuyu stared at the rising fireflies getting ready to rival the upcoming stars.
He could smell white camellias, primroses, and sunflowers. He no longer smelled the sterile scent of the hospital waiting rooms.
Just you.
Tears slowly built in the corners of his eyes. He wiped them away with mild surprise. And thatās when it hit him.
He had fallen in love with you.
And, oh, how it hurt. It hurt so badly he could barely breathe. His heart cried out for a person he could no longer touch or see. Chifuyu missed you and it had taken him too long to realize that.
It was never that he hadnāt loved you. Anyone could have felt his love through the bouquets of flowers he gave you every week. You had never asked him to bring you those. And, yet, he always saw you in the petals of the roses he brought you, or the colors of the lilacs he bought.
Chifuyu cried until his heart would stop hurting. The dandelion fluff kissed his cheek and whispered the love songs he wished he had taken to heart. And in this world where life was cruel and unfair, Chifuyu fell in love with you just a little too late.
first of all, i want to say a big thank you to every single one of you for all of your support! i really did not expect to gain so many followers in only a matter of a few months, so to see you guys on my blog makes me really happy. second, iām hosting a little drabble event that will also act as my valentineās day event. down below is a list of 14 songs and prompts for the event along with some rules on how to participate :)
please send in one character and one song with each request
you may request a character even if they have already been requested for a different song
i will take two-three characters for each spot depending on my irl schedule and how i feel
you may request characters from bsd, tokyorev, and haikyuu (new fandom i want to try writing for) but please check my request rules for which characters i will write for (itās not updated on the post yet but for guild characters i will write for all except for lovecraft, steinbeck, and melville)
Thereās Nothing Holdinā Me Back by Shawn Mendes
mutual pining that leads to a make-out session between you and person a
Your Text by sundial
you and your secret admirer text each other behind closed doors. little do you know, your crush (person a) is on the other side.
Bad Word by Panicland
trying to convince person a that youāre not in love with them when you canāt stop saying their name
A Million Dreams from The Greatest Showman
you and person a have promised each other since childhood to stay together forever. all thatās left is to make it official.
Lucky by Jason Mraz
best friends to lovers confession with person a
Canāt Take My Eyes Off You by Frankie Valli
catching person a staring at you and asking them out
Yellow Hearts by Ant Saunders (feat. Audrey Mika)
you and person a exchange letters while they are away from home
Nothing by Bruno Major
stay at home date with person a
Dos Oruguitas from Encanto
valentineās date gone wrong in the right ways with person a
Canāt Help Falling In Love With You by Elvis Presley
person a comforting you when insecurities rise
Would You Be So Kind by dodie
spending the night at person aās house
Someone You Like by Girl and The Dreamcatcher
you and person a are fake dating but start to develop feelings at a party
I Do Adore by Mindy Gledhill
you and person a exchange your valentineās gifts to each other
Paris In The Rain by Lauv
spending your honeymoon in paris and dancing in the rain with person a
Hey, here's a fun new game. Put "š" or some other version of a book emoji into my inbox and I'll explain the plot of a fanfiction that I haven't written but daydream about.
