Bitches Be Like “I’m A Writer” And Then Abandon Their Wip For Months. It’s Me I’m Bitches.

I know satoru had flashbacks all the time

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TWENTY - cheater

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A/N : to be far none of y’all were close to it. IT WAS SO SIMPLE SO SIMPLE but only one person understood it HAHAH, im a marketing genius 🥸 — a little bit of a mess but it’s okay <3

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(CONTINUATION OF CHAPTER NINETEEN)

yn has never felt so many butterflies before; the kiss made her feel so undeniable happy. chishiya had his arm wrapped around her waist, this kiss was a slow yet soft. the way his lips matched the rhythm of hers; the way his lips glided against hers. she’s felt so many butterflies in just those two kisses.

the way his hands rested around her waist; it wasn’t too touchy but it wasn’t inappropriate either; it was the perfect position. chishiya had tightened the grip around yn’s waist pulling her closer to him. the kitchen living room was silent but mira cleared her throat. she was leaning against her bedroom door, “im so happy for the both of you but how about we take it somewhere else!!” a cheery sarcasm tone was evident.

chishiya had broken off the kiss when mira cleared her throat; “first arisu now you? i really cant do anything~” his voice was a low yet melodic tone. yn had whipped her head to where mira was. more blush was formed apon her face; clearing her throat. “hi mira!” you waved at the long black haired women, she waved back at you with a grin.

“like i said yall can take it to her room or even better you can take it to his room!” she said making her way to the fridge to grab a caprisun, “it wasn’t like that mira trust! he was just talking to me about the topics on the mid terms..!” “oh really? because from what i saw was that his and your lips were attached togetherrrr~” she even looked at your waist pointing at chishiya’s arm wrapped around it; chuckled she grabbed two more caprisuns before heading back to her dorm.

“you two have a mid term tomorrow make sure to study..not suck off eachothers faces.” she mumbled the last part but chishiya laughed. yn stared at chishiya, he had some soft features; it kinda looked very angelic. “you must really love my face features; you always seem to be staring at them..” chishiya inhaled moving his arm from around her waist to resting it on his side.

“yeah because they are very soft..it contradicts your cold ass personality.” yn pushed strands of hair from her face. chishiya simply just hummed. “this is kinda embarrassing.” “how so?” “well for starters, im in a eevee shirt and spandex..my hair is a mess too” yn fixed her wrinkled shirt, chishiya shrugged “there is nothing wrong with it. its cute.”

yn wanted to kick her feet i mean he literally called her cute, she just smiled using his shoulders to get down from the countertop, as her feet touched the ground she fixed her shirt—she held onto chishiya’s arm tugging him next to her, “well since you’re here, you can help me with my studying..!” she didn’t give him time to answer and just dragged him to her room,

“you know this out of context looks interesting.” chishiya laughed lightly, “shut up.” she smiled shutting the door behind her, “you are going to help me! i dont care if this helps you, i want to pass this with high marks.” she unhooked her arm from his going over to her desk grabbing her tablet and notebook. chishiya looked around her room—walking over to her bed sitting down near the bed frame/pillows.

“i mean i havent studied so this will help me too i guess..” he watched as yn walked from the desk over to the bed sitting down near him. yn started asking questions about medications and different viruses. chishiya wasn’t very responsive which made yn look at him with a slight frown, “chishiya?? earth to chishiya?? are you uncomfortable?” she moved a little farther from him.

he just grabbed her by the waist pulling her back over to him in-between his legs, “this is better, i just felt as if something was missing.” he smiled, yn felt a smile form on her lips—“well i guess this is one way for you tutoring me” a small laugh rumbled from chishiya. “as you were saying..” he started to point at what was important.

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yn hadn’t realized how much long her and chishiya had been hanging out together well been in eachothers presence but it was already the ass crack of the morning, the sun was beaming through the curtains, the suns brightness made her not want to sleep anymore; groaning she opened her eyes rolling over to an empty side, a confused frown appeared on her lips.

she thought chishiya was next to her; she just sighed sitting up checking her phone. she had about an hour before her class started—with some procrastination she actually got ready for her mid terms. even with mid terms she still had to wear their stupid beige uniforms.

mira was already gone for her midterms so she were alone and it was kind of scary, but she just shrugged it off leaving the dorm. yn still had about thirty minutes before class started so she made her way to the campuses cafe, by the time she got there—there wasn’t a long line.

she was deciding what she should get so she just got herself a milk tea; “what did you get?” a rasp husk like voice asked behind her, it startled her a little turning around to see chishiya. “i got a milk tea..did you get anything?” she smiled at the blondie, he shook his head with his hands on his blazer pockets.

“large milk tea for yn!” was called from one of the workers, yn went to go grab it leaving chishiya alone for not even a full second; turning around there were girls swarming him. she had forgotten chishiya is one of those bachelor’s at this school. rolling her eyes she put a straw in her drink take sips, her lip gloss stains were evident on her straw.

chishiya whom had always hated the attention had dreaded this kind of interactions; he walked over to yn ignoring the girls that were trying to get his attention, “you should try it! this is the best” “are you advertising a drink to me?” “well you do it all the time cookies so it was worth a shot..” yn shrugged walking towards the direction of the classroom. “chishiyaaa do you like her?” one of the girls tried to hold his arm but he moved it before they could, “nah i don’t like her, i think it’s more than that.”

he was walking behind yn, “you seem very confident for the midterm..it’s scary” chishiya had caught up to the bust girl drinking milk tea, yn looked at him and smiled “im confident that i’m going to beat you.” chishiya slowly nodded his head, “i didn’t even study so there is a chance you can beat me..” “bullshit you studied with me” “and you assume i was paying attention to the notes and not you?” “that was smooth.”

chishiya let out a soft chuckle, “i feel as if you are still going to beat me.” yn groaned, “its almost as if you are a cheater.” chishiya put his hand over his heart, “ouch.” yn smiled at him before heading over to her seat which was in the middle of the classroom. chishiya sat in the back so he was chilling.

a wave of nervousness started to pour in as the time itches closer and closer and closer. looking at the time stressed her so she just looked down playing with her drinks straw. the mid term was on computer so that made yn’s life easier, taking out your laptop she looked around to see some confident students but most were nervous.

opening up the test she were reading the question in her head; rereading she realized how easy this was. she has felt such a surge of confidence go over her like a wave. a small grin formed on her lips grabbing her drink taking a sip.

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since it was an electronic test you got the answers back as soon as she submitted it. a bright smile beamed on her face seeing the 45/45. people had already finished and it looked like some were disappointed and some were happy, looking at the screens next to her those people got no higher then a 35-39.

looking back her can see chishiya staring into your skull, i mean she already finished so she got up and left. chishiya followed from behind—his cool uncared demeanor would make you think he aced it as well. throwing away the empty plastic cup, yn waited for chishiya near the door in the hallways.

“well what did you get?” chishiya stood infront of her; her smile was genuine—it made his heart do some flutters. “well since you want to knoww~ i got a 45/45” she crossed her arms resting them on her stomach area. chishiya sighed scratching the back of his head, “damn well this sucks.”

“what did you get??” yn leaned foward towards him, “i got a 42/45..” he sighed looking away, “i messed up on a few questions but that’s all.” he quickly side eyed yn before looking back towards the bush hallway, yn had a big smile on her face.

“so i beat THE chishiya shuntaro?? man. this is a great day!!” a sigh of relief and happiness was washed over her, “you just cheated thats all.” “i did not cheat, you were with me when i was studying!!” she fought back, her hand rested on her hip. “well you cheated because you were distracting me when i wanted to study with you..”

“chishiya you were literally cuddling me to death, you were like a clingy cat.” yn pinched his shoulder as he furrowed his eyebrows. “cheater.” “sore loser.”

yn smiled at him, “well…since i won it seems fair that you take me on a proper date.” chishiya looked at her with a smirk like expression, “a date?” yn nodded excitedly, “well i mean..” he looked at his phone and it was barely 1 pm, he nodded his head looking back at yn, “hmm be ready by 2, i’ll pick you up from your dorm.” chishiya’s lips formed a small smile walking away from yn.

“where are you taking me???” yn questioned the blondie walking away, chishiya turned his heel looking at yn “that is a secret.” he put his finger over his lips turning back around walking away into the crowded hall. yn had a huge ass smile on her face; she was fucking excited.

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BONUS :

as chishiya arrived back at his dorm, he started to undo the tie with his hand turning the key into the door with his other unlocking it; apon entering he saw arisu sitting on the couch on his phone.

“how come you didn’t come home late last night?” arisu questioned chishiya, “i was helping yn study.” “and that meant you coming back at like 3 am??” chishiya nodded as he headed into his room.

“WAIT WHERE ARE YOU GOING??” arisu got suspicious of the blonde changing out of his school clothes, “i’m going out with someone..” chishiya mumbled as arisu kept pestering him. “WHO? WHO IS SHE?!” arisu shook the topless chishiya, “it’s yn why?” chishiya stood there a little akwardly, “YOURE GOING ON A DATE WITH MY BEST FRIEND?!?” arisu’s eye widened “i mean i expected it but WHATTATATAT”

“can’t believe my pookie bear is cheating on me with MY BEST FRIEND.” arisu started to fake cry as chishiya stood there akward as hell. he tried to pat his back but arisu moved his hand off him

“DONT TOUCH ME CHEATER. im so hurt dont talk to me” arisu laughed a little bit kept up the crying at stoning to his room. chishiya had to blink twice; he was so confused.

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SEVENTEEN - my little pony

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yn came back to the room and placed four hot chocolates on a mini table sitting down near heiya and usagi. she took small sips of the hot chocolate; the warm chocolate taste warmed up her somewhat cold body. slight chills went down her spine due to the contrast of the heat and cold in her body. the other girls were enjoying it as well, heiya looked over at yn—letting out a small sigh before running her fingers through her hair to get rid of the knots. “ynn~”

yn looked at her with a weird expression, she knew she wanted something with that tone and they were going to be questions about chishiya. “yes heiyaaa~” the tone was the same as hers with slight mockery in it. “can you tell us what happened between you and chishiya~” heiya shook yn gently. “in return we’ll have kuina talk about how her and ann got together!!” usagi chimed in; she already knew what happened but usagi still wanted the other girls to know.

yn grumbled at first but she caved in, her door was open since her roommate was literally just her cousin. she had noticed mira was leaning against the doorframe interested in the story time too. “well..chishiya and i believe it or not are just friends.” yn smiled clasping her hands together, kuina groaned facepalming herself while usagi started laughing, heiya she had a deadpanned look on her face. “don’t give us that my little pony bullshit..” kuina huffed while heiya shook yn a little harder.

yn started laughing, “ok ok i’ll tell you guys..i cant even say dont tell anyone because i feel like everyone knows something..” yn shrugged, taking another sip of hot chocolate. “well to be honest and to be quiet fair i don’t even know what we are??” yn even questioned it herself, “i thought we were rivals but now? i feel yeah..” yn didn’t know words to how describe her feelings.

she looked at the girl who were all staring at her to give what she wanted, a small smile formed on her lips, “i have liked that stupid blonde mf since middle school and yet i still can’t find the right enough courage to tell him,” “i feel as if i need to be a step ahead of him especially in academics, though the is quite hard” yn let out a low chuckle.

kuina’s eyes formed a smile as she started to giggle as if she met her favorite actor, heiya had a big smile on her face grabbing yn by her shoulders shaking her. “i mean the tension between you two is so painfully obvious..” usagi mentioned taking a sip of her hot chocolate.

“tension? there is no tension” yn laughed aloud, kuina just shook her head “babe i love you bit the tension between the two of you is very fucking obvious.” kuina sighed in a defeat like voice, “chishiya..he’s confusing but i assure you if you ask him out—“ “but i’m not going to ask him. why should i?”

usagi gasped, “WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOURE NOTGONNAASKHIMOUT” usagi was shaking her so much yn got dizzy. “IF YOU ARENT GONNA ASK HIM OUT YOU DESERVE AN AWARD FOR THAT ACT.” usagi had a distressed tone in her voice, yn had to physically put her hand on her shoulder to stop usagi from shaking her.

kuina and heiya looked at eachother with disappointed looks. “listen LISTEN, i probably have a better chance dating a rock then with chishiya.” yn tried to justify herself but that also had no justice. “why do you say that yn? you don’t know that” heiya questioned with a frown.

“he has like zero interest in a relationship, so therefore he would reject me simple!” yn crossed her arms near her chest acting like she put her foot down. kuina shook her head, “what about the time you two went to a cafe?” “he was being nice” “okay and the time he saved you from niragi?” “he was told to watch over me from mira..” “i call bullshit but that’s ok..how about the time you two almost kissed” “..well it was just a nice gesture yeah”

“yeah IT WAS A NICE GESTURE.” yn tried to convince herself that there was no tension and it was just friendly gestures. “if you don’t realize i’m going to slap you.” usagi deadpanned looked at yn, sending chills down her spine. “OKAY FINE. maybe he isn’t just being nice to me and MAYBE likes me.” a small smile broke out on her lips, “you know if it wasn’t for arisu something could’ve happened” yn shrugged off the thought.

“so would you consider asking him out?” heiya questioned the indecisive girl, “hmm maybe…maybe yeah.” yn has a small tint of rose blush form onto her cheeks.

mira smiled happily before walking back to her room, “did you hear that chishiya?” mira whispered so yn and the girls couldnt hear her, “yeah..” he sounded dry but his face said otherwise. his face has never felt warmer before. since they were on facetime mira was able to see it, she let out a small giggle closing the door behind her. “are you going to make the first move orr..” she left it open like a question, “maybe. but i think maybe i’ll let her do it.” a smile crept onto his face.

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— work hard! . chishiya x reader

synopsis . he was content with the neutral comfort and safe distance your relationship had (with the rare affectionate moments), but seeing you now in a position where he is responsible for your survival makes him wish he had done a little better.

warnings . heavy angst, rdr is has a severe illness, descriptions of overstimulation, chishiya getting Emotional™️, chishiya + rdr trying to lie to themselves, not proofread

notes . part 2 [bad ending] [good ending (coming soon)]

the need to puke was a sensation chishiya never thought he would come to face with. unfortunately, as he stood in the desolate and insanely blank hallway, it came towards him with full force. bone crushingly so.

the job of a surgeon is, undeniably, a difficult one. lives are at stake. countless bodies are either sacrificed or saved. all because of a pair of hands and a small metal knife.

he took on this career well-aware of that fact — his consideration for the constant teeter over the line between life and death was close to none, disturbingly so. his lack of care made him both the worst and perfect candidate for the role.

so why was it now that his own job was making him disgustingly anxious?

overstimulation slowly took over the blond as he stood in the center of the hall. the atrocious scent of bleach was far too heavy, the squeak of shoes against a floor cleaned way too often bit at his eardrums, the hands of time clicking above him mocked his current stasis. his calloused fingertips picked at his own skin, as if getting ready to pull the flesh apart at the seams. chishiya couldn’t stand this, this vulnerability he was facing against at the moment.

“sir?”

he wanted to scream, for once. to curl into a ball just like a child would, and explode into a world-consuming black hole at the same time.

“i’m on my way. give me a moment.”

the shift in his voice made him grimace. he absolutely loathed the weakness he was going through. despised it with all his heart. what he hated more was the room awaiting him.

with heavy footsteps, chishiya made his way to his next potential murder scene. the chances of death or survival were within his grasp, his hands responsible for the strings. if this were any other patient, he would’ve paid no mind. it was just work. he would get paid regardless.

it was just work.

but now that he stood in the doorway, facing you, he wanted to quit.

all of his life ambitions came crumbling down before him at the sight of you in a bed many others occupied before. he hated it. you were just any other patient. this was just work.

you smiled and waved at him, feigning ignorance to the thin gown you wore and the thin mattress you sat on and the thin air that engulfed the room. “long time no see,” you spoke so softly, as if your voice would snap apart with another syllable.

that’s right. he saw you just this morning. you were kissing him on the cheek, giving him his hand-crafted bento box for the day, sending him off to work with that childish grin on your face. work hard! were always your final words before he’d shut the door and head down to the hospital. “because ‘have a good day’ is too optimistic for someone like you,” you’d joke.

the nurse beside him coughed before reading off the information to him. the monotony of their voice irked him, for reasons he could not explain to them without sounding crazy. “. . .the nearby tissues, as well as the innermost layer of the membrane. we’ve identified them as a stage 3A lung cancer patient. survival rate is already decreasing, so. . . they’ve requested to have the surgery done.”

within the depths of his coat pocket, chishiya gripped his pen with a force that could potentially cause it to explode. which could potentially stain his coat beyond saving. which you would potentially scold him for. that is, if you potentially got out of that hospital bed.

he wished he wasn’t the type to play around with fate.

“understood,” he spoke curtly, sending the nurse off. the room fell silent.

chishiya dragged a metal stool next to the bed, for he immediately understood that the conversation you were about to share was not one where he should stand. “what are your symptoms?”

“chishiya.”

“you need to cooperate with me if you want this process to go thoroughly.”

“chishiya,” you held a stern voice, albeit hoarse in some spots. the ache throbbing in your head would get to you if you raised your voice anymore.

“look, i have many other patients who need just as much saving as you. so, if you just-“

“chishiya!” you raised your voice anyways.

his gaze noticeably faltered. “what?” he muttered under his breath, suddenly not so confident in his plans to confront the situation as if it were just work. “you want the surgery, don’t you? so what’s the hold up?”

you sucked in a breath and coughed consequently after, reaching for your boyfriend’s hands. his palms were nearly cherry red from how hard he was squeezing them. “can we talk? like, as us? not doctor to patient?” regardless of his silence, you continued. “i- i don’t know how this happened, honestly. i’ve never lit a cigarette or anything of the sort in my life, so it’s probably a hereditary thing or whatever,” you paused to cough again. “i’m sorry. i’m sorry i didn’t think to tell you when i started feeling the symptoms. i didn’t really think it was that bad, i thought- i mean, everyone has trouble breathing sometimes, right?” silence, again. “chishiya, please forgive me. i’ll do anything. i’ll buy you that strawberry cake you keep talking about, the one that’s a block away from our apartment. we can have a day at home, just the two of us, with no work to worry about, and i’ll cook everything you want. i’ll book a fucking flight overseas, if that’ll make you feel relaxed.” your hands trembled against his, in sync with the wobble in your words as you spoke. you told yourself you wouldn’t get too emotional over it — after all, chishiya wasn’t too fond of overdramatic people. but really, what were you supposed to do? what were you supposed to say? or think? stage three? the number was practically poking fun at you, for not noticing the signs sooner. “chishiya. work hard, okay?” you smiled at him, with the same sincerity and warmth and youth you always did.

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pequeno paraíso

# cw: capitão nascimento x leitora. fluff !! o rafa tem 5 anos aqui

# wc: 306 palavras

# an: dessa vez eu demorei bastantinho, o fim de semana foi super corrido 😭 tá curtinho, vou fazer outro maiorzinho!!

ter uma folga do bope é sempre uma raridade, principalmente quando se é o coronel e, por sorte, roberto tinha conseguido uma folga de dois dias.

você havia ido ao mercado e tinha deixado seu marido e seu filho, rafael, de 5 anos sozinhos em casa, já que ambos estavam querendo ficar para aproveitar a tarde cochilando e brincando.

antes mesmo de conseguir encaixar a chave na porta e largar as sacolas, você escuta sons de risadas, pulos e brinquedos sendo esparramados e derrubados pelo chão do apartamento. já imaginando a cena, você gira a maçaneta e encontra uma das cenas mais fofas e que, com toda a certeza, vai ficar marcada na sua mente por longos anos.

beto estava sentado no tapete do chão da sala junto com o seu filho e os brinquedos dele, várias peças de lego e hotwheels espalhadas no chão. rafa estava com um sorriso de orelha a orelha, gargalhava só de ver o seu pai montando a torre de lego e tentando equilibrar a pista do hotwheels, assim como ele pediu. beto não estava diferente, era só sorrisos e risos nasalados, tentando não se mexer demais pra pista não cair de novo.

você fica ali, parada na porta, observando por um tempo, até que seu filho olha em direção a porta e corre pra te dar um abraço. largando todas as sacolas que estavam penduradas nos braços e nas mãos, você se agacha pra dar um abraço bem, bem apertado nele. seguindo os movimentos do filho, beto se levanta, vai até vocês e espera o rafa se desgrudar um pouco pra te recepcionar com um beijo singelo.

até que tirar uma folga pra ter um dia assim fora do trabalho não era ruim e, com plena certeza, beto tiraria mais vezes pra passar um tempo com o seu pequeno paraíso.

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— My, what a lovely family you are.