11 Aug 2019
“Shut up!” Inosuke wants to scream, but then he realises Tanjirou absolutely must not wake up and settles for a death hiss, hands curling against his sides. Stupid thinking stupid foresight stupid— “I don’t think about those kinds of things! They’re a waste of time! And pack means family!"
“Well a pack doesn’t have to be blood-related, I don’t think,” Zenitsu flops onto the grass and stares at the sky. “I think having someone to love would be a very nice thing to have, you know. The whole—not being alone thing, not being given up on thing.”
(Or, Inosuke is special to Tanjirou. Tanjirou is special to Inosuke. They've really got to work on their communication.)
“Seungmin’s sat at his desk right now.”
“Oh, I didn’t realise I signed up for daily Seungmin updates.” Changbin snickers behind his hand, quickly concealing it with a cough when he notices the hard glare he receives from Minho, “why are you so hung up on him? All you two do is bicker the second you’re in close proximity to each other.”
Minho rolls his eyes and leans back into his seat, shrugging as he watches Seungmin. “It’s fun to annoy him.”
“You know Minho, if I didn’t know better I would have thought you secretly liked him.” Changbin teases.
Fandoms: 鬼滅の刃 | Kimetsu no Yaiba (Manga)
17 Aug 2020
“We just have to wait until the sun rises,” Sabito had told him, once upon a time. “Then we’ll be safe.”
Giyuu had foolishly, naively, innocently believed him.
or; after the final battle, Giyuu wakes up three years in the past, with a second chance and a familiar face glaring at him from behind a nichirin blade.
Everything in Huang Renjun’s life can be sorted into two categories: volleyball, and not-volleyball. He’s still trying to figure out exactly which one Na Jaemin belongs to.
Seungmin finds out the co-worker who hates his guts and the man who he loves are the same people and it is a slippery road from down there.
Or Seungmin's life as a daytime-detective and part time superhero
Bookmarked by kestrlsn
10 Oct 2021