ᴀʀᴜᴜ ⋅ ꜱʜᴇ/ʜᴇ ⋅ 19

multifandom ⋅ in this moment i write mostly for ɢᴇɴꜱʜɪɴ ɪᴍᴘᴀᴄᴛ and ᴛᴏᴋʏᴏ ʀᴇᴠᴇɴɢᴇʀꜱ

ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ: i’ve finished watching dr.stone and please tell me why me and gen have almost the same personality help 

ʟɪɴᴋꜱ: masterlist ⋅ rules ⋅ upcoming ⋅ tags ⋅ about me

inbox is always opened for asks and thirsts! requests are: closed

ʀᴇᴄᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ:

⋅ [06:02 PM] – Xiao

⋅ Types of students – Tokrev Characters

⋅ [02:59 AM] – Izana Kurokawa

⋅ [9:21 PM] – Mitsuya Takashi

⋅ Tracing special marks on their bodies – Zhongli, Kaeya, Xiao

"Paper Rings” – Rindou Haitani

Rindou Haitani has never been someone to bathe his loved ones with affection, not in the least showing warm feelings first, in no way a type to be called a lover from dreams.

Speaking whatever appeared in his mind, he often tells things that shouldn’t have been told, be it more or less harmful ones, or just simply stupid, always killing the perfect atmosphere you’ve desperately tried to create. By no means it was purposeful – the words forming on his tongue were only representing his bold personality, Rindou without these characteristics wouldn’t be the Rindou you know and, despite him being an annoying piece of ass, love.

But sometimes luck was on your side, as the younger Haitani’s brain got struck by a cupid’s arrow or even a few, sentences flowing in the air indisputably soaked with the flame his heart was burning with, actions resembling the passion and desire he’s surely having deep inside him.

“I hate it,” a soft murmur leaves your mouth, as you cut another portion of pink and red sheets, thin papers falling on your knees and slipping to the ground from where the boy is collecting them.

“It makes the two of us,” Rindou grumbles back, gluing one side of the paper after folding it in half. “Useless,” he hisses, connecting outside endings, forming the stripe into a heart.

TOKREV 242 SPOILERS AHEAD

I can feel the upcoming content containing mostly Hyoga from Dr Stone. This bitch has literally no fanfics, a bit of fanarts and as a proud partner I should fill these gaps.

As I was having my break from tumblr I was reading Dr. Stone manga (finished it in 10 days). And now I’m considering writing stuff with it, ‘cause dayyummm, I’m in love with a few characters and there’s not enough content for me to consume 

Hi hey hello! I’m back from my little break, with now cleared mind – ready to write again! For now I’m gonna check all of the messages ‘n everything. Tomorrow gonna try to post something! 

I think I’m gonna get a few days break from this app. It feels a bit overwhelming to post a writing every single day, and I just need a bit time where I don’t stress if I post anything or not

Happy Lunar New Year Loves!! 💜🐯

Winter Date Scenarios – Jujutsu Kaisen Characters; Advent Calendar Event Day 11

Gojou; ice skating

“Are you sure it’s a good idea, Satoru?” Your scream-whisper echoes through empty corridors as you squeeze the man’s palm tightly, the buzzing sound of the yellowed lights irritates your ears, every little flicker making you jump with fear. It’s the middle of the night and Gojou has decided that it’s a perfect time for a date. Without explaining anything to you, he put you in a car and drove for a few minutes only to park in front of an indoor ice rink, which was obviously closed. But did that stop him from entering and dragging you with him? The answer’s simple.

“Of course it is,” he mutters, tugging you by your sleeve behind him. He lowers his sunglasses, checking words on a plate stuck to metal doors. “I’ve done this a few times already, you have nothing to worry about, sweet cheeks.” After a few seconds he proceeds to pull your hand again, walking in the direction of another door.

“What are we doing?” You whine, your head constantly turning around in dread of getting caught. “Shouldn’t we, dunno, skate instead of walking?” You almost trip off on your shoelace, but Satoru catches you with his infinity without even looking in your direction. “Yeah, yeah, we should, but first we need to find… a key room!” The man exclaims, pointing at the plate with “KEY ROOM. NO ADMISSION FOR UNAUTHORIZED” written in all caps.

[06:02 PM] – Xiao

“Y/N,” Xiao starts slowly, his voice quiet, ears capturing sounds of your movements as he tries to guess what you’re doing. “We’re going to be late. Not that I care, but you’ve said that it’s important to you.”

“I know, I know!” you respond thoughtlessly, too occupied with the task you’ve set to yourself. “I’m almost done, adding some details! We’re gonna leave in five minutes, don’t worry, don’t worry~”

Yaksha sighs. He’s not mad nor irritated, simply concerned. He keeps wondering what may be the matter you want to risk seeing the most important part of the event you’ve waited a few months for. Yet, he’s sure you wouldn’t make an ill-considered decision, so he stays quiet, with eyelids tightly shut as you’ve asked him to, his palms steady on thighs.

“Okay, I think I’m ready!” you exclaim, adding finishing touches to your creation. “You may open your eyes now.”

At first Xiao is silent, his golden irises capturing what’s in front of him, but as soon as he realizes that it’s not his imagination, that it’s really there, his heart fills with warmth, pupils widen and lower lip starts to tremble. “Have you done this all by yourself?”

You nod, kneeling in front of Yaksha, moving the lantern forward. Xiao’s fingertips shyly brush against the paintings, scared as if he could destroy it with a mere touch. The stories in front of him remind him of his whole life, his origins, former Yakshas, his bond with Morax, the tune that saved him, clouds he’s been soaring through and grounds he’s devoured. He has many, countless questions, yet the only one he decides to share with you seems to be the simplest of them all.

“Is it me?”

It sounds silly from his lips, yet by the way his voice trembles you don’t dare to let the smallest giggle slip. “Yeah!” A huge smile lightens up on your face as you scan his features. Saying that Xiao is moved would be a cruel understatement. He’s touched, filled with everything he’s been and everything he’s become at once.

“But– how…” he stutters, yet you cut him off immediately.

“I’ve done some research, that’s how!” you joke, caressing his cheek with your thumb. The man looks up at you with the watery eyes of his, a true, honest smile acting as the best reward you could possibly get. “I planned on keeping it if you like it. We can buy a new one at a stall.”

Xiao puts the lantern to the side, decreasing the distance between the two of you, his arms drawing you close into his embrace. He doesn’t say anything more, keeping you like this for a few long seconds until his quiet sniffles become inaudible. It’s his way of thanking you, no words needed, just a glimpse of physical affection and love mixed with gratitude coming straight from the bottom of his heart.