The Todoroki Children

クロバス＋カレシ

Theme: Sleeping Boyfriend: Kuroko Tetsuya Artist: haco

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if only

[Pairing/s: Teru Minamoto x Reader]

Genre: angst?

Warning: swearing, unrequited feelings fufu.

Note: I don't know where I'm going with this, all I know is I want a Teru angst.

Of course it wasn't you, and you know it can't be you but it still hurts like a bitch. You lay on your bed staring at the ceiling as you try to process what Minamoto Teru had said earlier when you asked him for help in rescuing Aoi and finding number 7.

"He likes Aoi-chan," though after his words he play it off as a joke but you know he meant it, you knew deep inside your guts that he meant it, from his body language to the way he looked when he said those words.

"It makes sense now, but Akane-kun wouldn't like it," turning to your side you hug a pillow and hid your face in it, drowning yourself in your thoughts that is slowly being filled with insecurities that you had pushed away before.

"If only I was smarter or maybe prettier, would he-"

You stop yourself before you could even finish, cause deep down you know he still wouldn't look at you or see you the way he does to Aoi- because you're not Aoi.

If only you were Aoi...

"What am I thinking, I shouldn't even be thinking about that" You sigh getting up to grab your phone on your nightstand, scrolling to your social media to distract yourself from your thoughts.

"If only the mokkes were here, I might feel a little bit more better" you mumbled, heart stings from the lost of a friend and the reminder of your unrequited feelings.

"If only Teru likes me..."

Honestly I don't like it but whatever.

Kaedehara Kazuha ; Moonlight Breeze

random quotes i wrote yesterday at 4am instead of being asleep and the genshin character that said it;

CHILDE: "you did so much with the little life that goes through your veins; who knows what you will conquer tomorrow? how exciting it is to dream of victories."

DILUC: "you will make it far, if only you are willing to face, and accept, your failures and flaws."

AETHER: "don't for a second ignore your value for people who don't even know your name, much less your history."

ALBEDO: "maybe one day you will see all the bright yellows and reds and all the pretty pinks and blues. but until then, i am more than happy to be your pallet of morbid colors."

KAZUHA: "I will love you until you're ready to love. And then, i will love you more and never stop loving you. For as long as I have you alive in my memories, I won't be able to love anyone else."

KAEYA: "and if the day come where you shall leave, take me with you, for i won't be able to exist in a world without you."

XIAO: "i am covered in fear. fear of losing you, fear of pushing you away. fear of not being enough and fear of being too much. but mostly I'm afraid of getting lost as I ask you to stay, when I know you need to go."

THOMA: "so let the entire world know! let the world paint our names in their mouth when they talk about lovers. and let it dry and shut their lips for our love shall never vanish once spoken upon by the world."

BENNETT: "kiss me again. and again. and just one more time. and again for the memories. and one more for the good times. and again as proof of your love for me."

ZHONGLI: "my body was molded to fit yours. my hands are begging for yours. my heart does not stop singing your name. and my soul is only satisfied in your presence. my whole existence is shaped for you."

New

Me, basically new to this whole Tumblr thing: Hello strange place!

Seriously, IDK what to do.

till we meet again

synopsis: aether is crowned prince of the abyss. before that, he had you.

pairing: abyss prince!aether x gn!reader, mutual feelings

genre: idk what you call this. 12am angst brainrot?

notes: i woke up from like three minutes of sleep and chose abyss prince aether. i have class in six hours, but i also have priorities

limbs aching from running, clawing their way through the falling city that was once so glorious. the sky of blue and white had now turned crimson red with the black smoke of fires burning in the distance. and among it all is you, standing on a fallen pillar with a fire starting at your feet. aether is briefly reminded of how witches of other worlds were burned at stake for the sins people accused them off. magic is nothing foreign to these lands, but aether thinks that if he were to accuse you of a crime; it’d be taking his heart.

lumine would laugh at him, in a way his sister always would when she realised he had a crush. leaving your poor twin sister alone so soon? in the back of his head, he whispers an apology to her. how he would have loved to die after seeing those flowers in her hair, the wild smile on her face while they sparred or even just feel her hand in his as they jumped to another world.

he’s sure she would have loved you.

she would have loved you, even as you looked around the chaos with a bright grin. loved you for loving her brother, for staying by his side when she couldn’t. she would have loved you, if only not for the fact that you’re dying and neither you nor aether know when you will return.

the flames on the pillar have grown, devouring your lower half slowly. even then, you don’t flinch. aether wonders how many times you’ve done this, whether or not it’s easier than falling asleep for you. he hopes it is. if you ever felt a prick of pain, he would kill the damn god that cursed you, and then everyone else.

“aether.”

he drops to a knee at your call, the scraped skin meeting burnt grass. he does not wince or blink, wanting to keep this image of you in his mind. aether doesn’t know how many generations will pass till the gods give you back to him.

“your highness.”

“there’s no need for such formalities, especially coming from my darling prince.” you laugh, like a songbird on a spring morning. aether will miss the sound of it, “time is almost up.”

“yes.” his voice wavers, and your smile becomes sad. verbal confrontation was never something between you both. the truth was told with blades, the violent dance in the battlefield. your coming death had never been discussed explicitly, even now. oh, how aether wishes you could die by his hands instead.

“you know what you are to do, correct?”

“of course,” aether says, firm and determined. he had made his decision long ago, and sacrifices were to be made.

you were the first.

you smile at him, proud and sad at the same time. aether wonders if he reminds you of yourself from long ago. i will not let you lose your love again, he thinks when you offer him a hand through the flames. he takes it, wishing he could pull you out of the flames that glow golden once your hands meet. never again.

“at this moment, i hereby renounce my title as monarch of the abyss. let what is left of us hear my last order; that aether will take my place as your prince, now and forevermore.”

and with that, the flames begin to burn even hotter. but aether stays, ignoring the look of surprise and questioning on your face as he hooks his pinky with yours.

“500 years,” he whispers, almost desperate as the golden flames sear his skin, “500 years is all i’ll give you to come back to me. that is an order.”

it’s the first and only chance he has to demand something of you, now that he is the prince and you are dying. despite the flames eating you alive, you smile at him once again, bittersweet in a way your love has always been. aether wishes he could kiss you.

“anything for you.”

and with those three words, you’re gone. aether stands in front of the charred pillar, breathing out a sigh. the world continues to burn around him, but he simply stares at the place you once stood. the gods wouldn’t even leave your ashes, he thought bitterly.

he doesn’t, or just can’t, dwell on it. aether kneels before the pillar one last time, head hung low, before he stands up and leaves to search for what is left of the army you gave him.

it will be a long 500 years.

— If Only

[Pairing/s: Teru Minamoto x Reader]

Genre: angst?

Warning: swearing, unrequited feelings fufu.

Note: I don't know where I'm going with this, all I know is I want a Teru angst.

Of course it wasn't you, and you know it can't be you but it still hurts like a bitch. You lay on your bed staring at the ceiling as you try to process what Minamoto Teru had said earlier when you asked him for help in rescuing Aoi and finding number 7.

"He likes Aoi-chan," though after his words he play it off as a joke but you know he meant it, you knew deep inside your guts that he meant it, from his body language to the way he looked when he said those words.

"It makes sense now, but Akane-kun wouldn't like it," turning to your side you hug a pillow and hid your face in it, drowning yourself in your thoughts that is slowly being filled with insecurities that you had pushed away before.

"If only I was smarter or maybe prettier, would he-"

You stop yourself before you could even finish, cause deep down you know he still wouldn't look at you or see you the way he does to Aoi- because you're not Aoi.

If only you were Aoi...

"What am I thinking, I shouldn't even be thinking about that" You sigh getting up to grab your phone on your nightstand, scrolling to your social media to distract yourself from your thoughts.

"If only the mokkes were here, I might feel a little bit more better" you mumbled, heart stings from the lost of a friend and the reminder of your unrequited feelings.

"If only Teru likes me..."

Honestly I don't like it but whatever.

Haruhi & Mori

Sudden Titles

Warning -> fluff, reader suddenly calls them a title they’ve yet to be given ;) 

Character X GN Reader | Anthology 

Includes: Albedo, Childe, Diluc, Kaeya, Scara, Thoma, Zhongli, Xiao | Beidou, Ganyu, Jean, Ningguang, Sucrose 

A-N: this was also a request, funny that I started this WIP a bit ago lol - blame discord shenanigans for this one (we get into some headspaces there often)

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Kazuha come home, I beg you

Kazuha’s teapot lines are something else…

Note: I didn’t include all of his lines. Only three are depicted here.