“You traded the sun for snow. Warmth for cold. Comfortable uncertainty for caged safety” AGZJKFN OMG I LOVE THIS!??? THE WRITING IS JUST *CHEFS KISS*
Despite the cheerful smile on his face, Tartaglia's eyes are like the sea - deep, dark and most importantly, terrifying.
No one knows what dwells deep within those waters and frankly, many are afraid of taking a dip in that endless sea of mystery. Who in their right mind would dare to see what this ticking time bomb has up his sleeve? Life is easier if you steer clear of him. Bow your head or simply leave, nothing good comes with dealing with the Fatui, let alone a Harbinger.
But to fall head over heels for one, well... That is a story worthy of the history books.
It was difficult to be with him. His lust for blood would never cease and the hunger for power would keep on growing.
That need doubled once you became a constant presence in his life.
Do you see him? Are you looking at him? He sure hopes so. Tartaglia lives for your words of praise, he needs it like air. Tell him he's the best even though he already knows that he is. Tell him that you love him, that you won't ever leave him and watch him take down the entire cosmos for you. Watch him come running back to you bloody and bruised, his tone quiet but sincere as he spills his undying love for you through his busted lips.
He is danger incarnate. Not even his co-workers want anything to do with him. But it's so hard not to fall into his strong, secure arms as he kisses you breathless beneath the shimmering moonlight. People avoid you due to your association with him and sometimes, you miss your old life. Sometimes you miss how the sun would kiss your face as your friends laughed behind you, picnic baskets in your hand as you made your way towards a clearing you all fancied. You can still recall the smell of fresh bread, various jams and the endless sea of fruits everyone would bring.
Those moments were true slices of paradise. They were simple but meaningful, powerful even.
Some things were more powerful however.
You traded the sun for snow. Warmth for cold. Comfortable uncertainty for caged safety. Friends who left you for a lover who was ready to kill for you.
Don't focus on them, the ginger man would tell you. You don't need any of them, not when you have him. And you would grip his jacket tight, so impeccably tight that your knuckles would turn pale. He would then proceed to kiss those knuckles with a gentleness a man like him ought not to possess.
Tartaglia was a walking contradiction of a man. And you wouldn't have him any other way.
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“if you were an animal you would be a hyena.”
sukuna glares at you with a bewildered look, brows furrowing together, “the fuck?”
“you give major hyena vibes.”
he growls at you, thigh nudging your head off, but you don’t falter, giggling at his reaction.
“what animal do you think i am?”
“a bitch.”
you burst out laughing, hands coming over your tummy while he continues glaring down at you. why are you so happy—
“a doggie then, that’s so cute, ryo!”
and then he gets kind of… mopey. all quiet, doesn’t even play with your hair or invite you back on his lap; just lets you lay your head on his thighs and stares at the tv, although it’s obvious he is thinking hard.
10 minutes pass in silence before you put away your phone and look up at him curiously, “what’s on your min—”
“i would be a wolf.” he murmurs, eyes staring down at his lap while his arms cross over his chest.
you eye his pouty face wearily, sitting up with a small huff. “what?”
“i said i’d be a damn wolf, woman!”
you bite your lower lip, hand coming up to cover the lower half of your face in an attempt to hide the smile that threatens to give away your amusement. he’s been thinking about that for the past 10 minutes, waiting for you to speak up.
“ryo~” you let out a snort, relishing in the way his eyes widen and posture stiffens, enraged by your reaction. “you’re too funny!”
“i will tear you apart.”
“that’s what a hyena would do.”
“run.”
no hate towards izuocha but i’ve always had the impression that what ochako felt for izuku was simply admiration and she confused this admiration for romantic feelings
obsessed with the idea of barty’s animagus being a raccoon
feeling so fucked up over kim dokja and yoo sangah. what if you cracked your soul open and shoved me inside of it to keep me safe. what if I got cozy inside your soul and read every page of the story that makes you who you are. and we were both coworkers.
btw dating sucks as a concept.
Daminette arranged marriage au where the League of Assassins worship kwamis and through some mystical magic artifact, Ra's divines the next Guardian of the Miraculi is some random French girl, kidnaps her, and forces her and Damian to be married in order to further legitimize his rule. This happens when both kids are like eight. And then Ra's releases her back to her parents and no one really believes her about what happened for years and Marinette eventually half convinced herself she made the whole thing up. She nearly forgets it entirely until she's fifteen and she locks eyes with Damian Wayne and recognizes him.
Nanami has a habit of kissing your left ring finger even before you guys are married. Right from the first date after he kisses you goodnight at your doorstep, to when he's finally standing in front of you at the altar. Holding back tears - oh, who is he kidding, Nanami's only regret that day was he got your pretty ring all teary when he kissed your finger.
It comes as second nature to him, and he's genuinely surprised when you point it out - as if why wouldn't he kiss your ring finger? Why wouldn't he make a silent promise to himself that you were the one.
Not that he needed any reminding, but he makes sure to kiss your ring finger even when his blond hair grows a little grayer, his smile a little wrinklier. Still by your side, still with that pretty ring on your finger.
Too many beds
Accidentally kidnapping a mafia boss
Really nice guy who hates only you
Academic rivals except it’s two teachers who compete to have the best class
Divorce of convenience
Too much communication
True hate’s kiss (only kissing your enemy can break a curse)
Dating your enemy’s sibling
Lovers to enemies
Hate at first sight
Love triangle where the two love interests get together instead
Fake amnesia
Soulmates who are fated to kill each other
Strangers to enemies
Instead of fake dating, everyone is convinced that you aren’t actually dating
Too hot to cuddle
Love interest CEO is a himbo/bimbo who runs their company into the ground
Nursing home au
I love the headcanon that Izuku doesn't remember the river scene.
My mom and i came up with the dialog.