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; TOKYOREV ON YOUR BIRTHDAY

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fluff! headcanons — Mikey, Draken, Baji, Chifuyu, Mitsuya, Sanzu

# Mikey .. takes you on a ride on his bike and treats you to many snacks and once the sun sets, he takes you to the toman meeting place and you are greeted with the first division captains and their Vice Presidents with a small cake and all singing happy birthday. He spends the night with you and his friends enjoying the young night.

# Draken .. he’s trying to figure out what to buy you. Due to toman he hasn’t had time to go out and buy you your birthday present and he was doing it on the very day. He’s so stressed out, he tried to call Mitsuya for help. He ends up buying something you had liked a few days back while being together. He would pick you up at your home and take you on a walk to the park and plan to give you your present there.

# Chifuyu .. he’s at the manga section with you by his side hand to hand. It looked like a typical day but today chifuyu told you he would buy you your favorite manga as a birthday present. “What about this one?” You asked with a smile. “Take whatever you want babe” he smiled at you before watching you excitedly turn to the manga section. After that he treats you to some yakisoba and you guys spend the rest of the day petting cats at the pet store.

# Mitsuya .. he was nervous, he couldn’t deny it. I think he was more nervous about seeing you than giving you his homemade present. Mitsuya spent what looked like months in making this cardigan for you, he wanted it to be perfect and he fetched all the help he could and actually made it happen. Once he saw you he greeted you with a hug and told you how pretty you looked, before giving you your present. This man was shaking in his boots but soon calmed down when he saw the sparkle in your eyes as you took out the piece of clothing. Super cute date with him having to take care of his sisters but you didn’t mind, you were at least with him on your special day.

# Baji .. he was told he needed to plan out something, at least to grab a bite or to spend some time with you. Baji had no idea what to do so he had the help of his best friend chifuyu. I mean the guy reads romance manga 🕴🏻. Anyways Baji is picking out chocolates, following what his friend told him, his next move is to buy something that you liked but he had trouble with that so he decided to pick out something that looked like you…that ended up being *your favorite animal plushie* next thing you know he’s at your door with an awkward smile. “You know you didn’t have to do this right” — “I didn’t?”

# Sanzu :timeskip .. he’s not the type to be romantic or the type to buy you things in these types of situations but he does it anyway because he loves you. Most definitely will buy you a pair of sexy undies and that’s it. Will wake you up the day of your birthday and give you kisses, maybe make you some breakfast and maybe dress you up because he’s going to take you out on a fancy dinner before he has to go to work. Tells you how much you mean to him and hands you your gift with a grin. “Wait for me tonight” he winks.

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It's Not the Weed | Jesse Pinkman x gn!reader

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Can I request a friends to lovers type of thing for Jesse Pinkman x gn!reader? They’re both idiots in love with each other and maybe out on a night drive idk and one thing leads to another etc.

summary: you and Jesse have had crushes on each other since your years back in secondary school, but in a parked car smoking joints, it seems like the perfect time to confess.

tws: drug use, smoking, swearing

The love of your life was sat beside you in the car, music making everything around you shake and thud as you kicked your feet up onto the dashboard and leaned back, closing your eyes as you did your best not to look at him; Jesse was rolling the next joint already, hardly able to keep his eyes off of you. The music and the weed couldn't keep his attention away from you, the starry night outside couldn't either; a rural spot in the middle of nowhere, a long drive out of the suburbs where he lived, nothing but the desert to gaze out at. It was beautiful, really. Still couldn't stop him from looking at you, though.

Tilting his head to the side, Jesse handed you the joint and watched as you lit it up, the orange flame illuminating your features so well that for a second he knew that you looked absolutely divine, holy; it made him rub his eyes as he wondered whether or not he was dreaming. Such sweet and holy dreams weren't yet to come, though, but he hoped that they would. Jesse really hoped that they would. He had had his eye on you for a while, ever since you were in secondary school together; ever since you decided to sit next to him in Mister White's class, sat at the back together doodling and listening to music with earphones that didn't quite work right. He thought you were cool, but he didn't dare to approach you when you were eating lunch with your friends.

You ran with a crowd different to him back then, yet every day after school, you always went over his house; you helped him with homework, you sat around and played video games and watched shitty horror films about masked serial killers that were more silly than a group of clowns. Even on weekends, you would go out together and sit on a damp fields and smoke weed and drink beer, hidden away from everybody else; your head would end up on his shoulder and your arms wrapped around one of his, his baggy and oversized hoodie draped over you like a blanket.

Pulled from his thoughts, Jesse dared to look at you again; his gaze softening as be swallowed thickly, tilting his head to the side and trying not to giggle when your fingers graced his as you passed him the joint. You grabbed the bottle of Lucozade from between your ankles, cracking it open and taking a long swig as you hummed softly and relaxed a little more.

"Y'know," you mused softly. "I always did think you were kinda hot."

It felt like the sky had come crashing down, shakily reaching for the Lucozade bottle so that he could take a swig but immediately choking on it as his eyes welled up with tears; it didn't feel real. Jesse was sure that he misheard you, but when you tapped him on the shoulder, he swallowed thickly.

"Did you hear what I said?" You spoke so slowly, like every word had a golden meaning. "Jess?"

"Uh, no," he breathed out, shaking his head and shivering a little. He turned on the car's heaters.

"I said, I always thought you were kinda hot," you fucking grinned as the words left your mouth, and suddenly the weed didn't matter and the fact that it was only you and him meant everthing in the world.

Jesse took another few drags, then handed the joint back to you. His mouth felt dry and his heart was pounding. He thought his hands were shaking but that could have just been the weed, a fuzzy feeling surrounding him as he grinned and shook his head. "Nah, that's just the weed talking, yo."

"It's really not," you scoffed, shaking your head and licking your lips. Your mouth was starting to feel dry, and your stomach was starting to feel empty as a giggle left you; one that forced you to close your eyes as the giddiness ripped through you for a moment.

It really wasn't. The weed had nothing to do with it, in truth; you always thought he was kind of hot. Ever since you sat down with him in Mister White's class all those years ago; how he smiled always made you feel like you couldn't breathe for a second, how he laughed always made you feel sort of giddy and made your face feel hot to the touch. You missed the times when you would play video games together and fight dirty, pushing and shoving one another until you were sitting on his lap and trying to block the screen just so you could win. You missed the nights when you would smoke together on the fields, and when he would freak out when you took him to supposedly haunted places, promising to protect him. As you grew together, your attraction to him only grew, and as you looked at him now, you knew it wasn't just the weed. Maybe the weed made you a little braver, maybe it made you a little more confident, but it didn't change how you felt.

The joint was finished, smoked down to the roach and thrown out of the window when Jesse moved his seat back, the metal nearly grinding as he swallowed thickly and ran his tongue along the roof of his mouth, frowning at how fucking dry it felt. "It's just the weed."

"It's not," you insisted, daring to awkwardly climb over so that you could straddle his waist, hoping that the gear stick wouldn't dig into your knee as you put your hands on the seat either side of his head, glaring down at him. "Jesse Bruce Pinkman... this isn't just the fucking weed speaking."

'Sex is Muss' by Feuerschwanz was playing and you couldn't help but to wriggle around a little, almost trying to dance to it as you grinned and bit at the inside of your lip; but Jesse was too stunned to speak, those bright blue eyes focused entirely on you as he reached out and put his hands on your thighs, swallowing thickly as he didn't dare to take his eyes from you. Not this time. He did his best to focus on the lyrics, focus on the song as best as he could, but it wasn't exactly helping as it made the entire car vibrate.

Das ist kein normales Liebeslied, (denn Sex is Muss!) sondern ein Triebeslied, (denn Sex is Muss!) ein ganz besonders liebes Lied, (denn Sex is Muss!) eine Ode an den Liebestrieb, die Katz und der Kater, die Kuh und der Stier. Ente und Erpel, welch lüstern Getier. Maja und Willi, Struppi und Tim, Heidi und Peter, ergibt doch voll Sinn? Der Topf und der Deckel, der Arsch und der Eimer, die Faust und das Auge, alleine bleibt keiner. Alle Welt tut es, so war's immer schon. Selbst Vögel vögeln, frag mich nicht warum.

"I wanna kiss you."

"Then do it," you nodded, and when he leaned up a little, capturing your lips with the most soft and quick of kisses, you couldn't help but to laugh. "Is that all you got?"

"I wanna take things slow," he told you. "If... if this isn't just the weed talking, I wanna... y'know, do things right."

"I can do that," you licked your lips, your gaze going down to his lips for a moment. "Do you, uh, do you remember when you caught me snogging Nia at Theo's house party?"

Jesse nodded. "Yeah."

"Would it be too forward to say I wanna do that with you now?" You asked, and when Jesse agreed, you leaned down, capturing his lips so gently.

One hand went to his jaw, as you tried not to laugh when he put one hand at the back of your neck, the other gripping your shirt so tightly that his knuckles went pale as he kept you so close; the feeling of your lips on his made him more dizzy than any drug could, and when you slipped your tongue into his mouth, his breath felt like it had been drawn from him and given to you. He thought he had been blessed more than he could say, more than he wanted to admit, and when you pulled away, all that left him was a soft whimper.

"Was that okay?"

"Yeah," Jesse nodded again, licking his lips and savouring the way yours tasted. The mix of weed and Lucozade. But then you made a move to get off of his lap, and Jesse gently tugged at your shirt. "Can you stay like this?"

You grinned. "Sure - if you give me a cigarette."

He fumbled around until he found the packet, and pressed it into your hands. "You're somethin' else, (y/n)."

But the smile on his face, the giddiness in those eyes that wasn't just from how high he was, it was all too much to ignore, and you dared to laugh softly as you lit up two cigarettes and gave him one. It really wasn't just the weed.

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⚠️Spoilers⚠️ Hindsight — Chilumi Fanfic

THE ORIGINAL ONE GOT DELETED BECAUSE I ACCIDENTALLY WENT OUT OF TUMBLR GRRRRRRR NOW I HAVE TO WRITE THIS ALL OVER AGAIN-

Anyway, I just got done reading the chilumi fanfic and BOY, I CANNOT COUNT ALL THE TIMES I’VE CRIED AND WENT OUT OF THE AO3 WEBSITE TO TAKE A BREAK AND CALM MYSELF DOWN FIRST

The ending was so… Bittersweet?? I’m not sure if that’s the right way to describe it.

PLS WHEN I READ THAT CHILDE WAS REINCARNATED I WAS SO SHOCKED

And he literally smirked at Lumine?? I WAS LIKE “Wait- YOU STILL REMEMBER HER??” I’M SOOO CONFUSED but hey, Lumine it’s finally your chance to get back with him NAKNSKJXIIAKMS

After that fanfic I just want to hug Childe, I want to kiss him and smother him with my affection and it also makes me sob because I realize that I didn’t get him on his banner.

BUT HONESTLYYYY, I WISH LUMINE COULD’VE JUST WENT WITH XIAO OR KAEYA AND MOVED ON SMHHH

OH AND THAT PART WHEN CHILDE CAME TO MELODY’S HOME, IT FUCKING MADE ME HAVE A MENTAL BREAKDOWN BECAUSE I THOUGHT LUMINE WAS FINALLY GOING TO BE HAPPY WITH CHILDE

I hate that bitch Melody so much even though all she did was love Childe. Honestly I feel so guilty hating her when she’s really kind and cares for Lumine BUT STILL I FUCKING HATE HER, SOMETHING ABOUT HER STILL MAKES ME RAGE — Especially the one where it was Lumine’s birthday and she said “Teehee sorry that we’re late Childe was naughty 🥺🥺🤗🤗 uwu” (She didn’t actually say it like that it’s just how I think she said it) GOSH I WANNA PUNCH HER SMH

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