yoichi isagi is a known menace on the field. it's jarring for some of his newer teammates and competitors to see what a genuinely nice guy he is when he's off the field, and a young new member on his team can't seem to believe the "rumors" of isagi's foul mouth and monstrous ego on the field.
especially not when isagi is grinning at a video on his phone.
"what's he keep watching?" the young player asks, and kunigami only answers once he's finished with pulling his jersey over his head.
"huh? oh, isagi? go ahead and ask him."
the rest of the locker room groans. they've been teammates with isagi for so long that not only were they all present for his wedding to you, but they were the first people outside of his immediate family to see the ultrasound of his first child. a lesser known fact than isagi being a menace: yoichi isagi is in love with his wife, and is that one annoying coworker who never shuts up about his family and how much he loves them.
so, not knowing what's going to happen, the player asks his captain on what he's looking at so hard on his phone. isagi proudly holds up his smartphone. displayed on his screen is a video of a very beautiful woman — you.
"hi, baby!" you're smiling, and you have a tube of lipstick in your hand. "sweetheart, come here! we're gonna film a video for daddy, okay?" seconds later, another face appears on the screen. an adorable little girl, no older than six, pops up. she blinks at the screen, confused as to why her dad isn't there, but she's easily distracted when she sees you mark your cheek using the tube of lipstick.
"mommy, you just put lippie on your face!"
"i know, sweetie, but watch this." you beckon your daughter closer to you, and then you surprise her by pressing your cheek against hers; it now makes perfect sense what you were drawing on your face. you were drawing half a heart, with a short line drawn in the middle. when you pull away from her but still make sure your faces are side by side, the image is clear: the two of your cheeks pressed together make a heart with the number 11 inside of it; isagi's number.
isagi's daughter's eyes light up as she recognizes what you were creating. "this is daddy's number!"
"yes!!" you cheer, and the two of you are grinning into the camera. "play well, yoichi! we'll be cheering for you the whole time!!"
"aren't they the cutest?" isagi is smiling, the corners of his eyes crinkling.
it's hard for that player to recognize the isagi from the locker room to the isagi who is out on the field now, with a mean scowl on his face as he screams out a profanity against a member of the opposing team.
(isagi's all sunshine and rainbows and big, ear-splitting grins as he celebrates his victory, all thanks to his hat trick. he credits you — his amazing wife — and his daughter for supporting him and giving him the edge he needed to win the game.
if your cute show of support got isagi to throw out some of the most vulgar insults and most disrespectful plays on the field, everyone hates to see what he'd play like when he's actually upset.)
These types of stickers>>>>>>>>>
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Yoichi Isagi x Reader
Content: blurb
[192 words]
Sometimes, you and Isagi cuddled up on the couch and watched re-runs of the new Blue Lock show they started. This match was one that was particularly Isagi-centered, so he was on screen quite a lot. Not that you were complaining.
As you watch, he’s giving little anecdotes of what he was thinking during and why he did what he did. You eagerly listened, feeling comfortable in the rhythm of his heartbeat.
“So then I knew I had to devour him because…” He spoke but you zoned out for a second. He’s always talking about devouring people. Okay but like, but when is he going to devour you?
“Me next,” you played off as a yawn.
“What?” He paused mid-sentence, his expression a mix of confusion and surprise
“Hm?”
“I thought I heard you say something,” he mumbled, his face heating up now as he became more cautious of what you were saying.
“Nope.”
“Huh... okay. Anyway, so…”
The announcer's voice boomed, “Number eleven, Yoichi Isagi dominates the field!”
“He should dominate me next,” you sighed dreamily.
“Okay, now I’m sure I heard you correctly that time,” Isagi confronted you but all you could do was laugh.
Like to send a masturbation video to Mammon to fluster him / Reblog to receive an audio of Simeon's moans as he masturbates to you
Double Trouble! Imposter
A new take on SAGAU's Imposter AU feauturing a chaotic set of siblings; Gaslight Gatekeep Girlbossing; a harem of possessive acolytes; and trying to keep the fact you're the real Creator a secret for the sake of you and your imposter's survival.
Dummy's Guide to Survival (stories about Double Trouble's adventures)
》 Double Trouble [Introduction]
》 Falsifying Identities is a Crime
》 A Series of Sumeru Mishaps
》 Mistaken Identity is (Also) a Crime
you matter. your existence matters. you don’t need anyone else to validate that. just by being here, you matter and you deserve good things.
A photo from memories, captured in May 2023.
He is our hero. He is a doctor. Before this ongoing genocide, he worked at Al-Shifa Hospital. He is a wonderful plastic surgeon, loves his work and is committed to it, to help people and relieve their pain.
When We were forced to be displaced to Al-Shifa Hospital at the beginning of the war, he was still committed to his work. He worked nonstop for 40 days, besides caring for his family, especially in these difficult times!
But unfortunately the occupation stormed and burned the hospital after We were forced to evacuate , raising white flags. We could not carry anything, just our souls. We fled to the south on foot. He carried his two children in his arms, and walked long distances for many kilometers during the afternoon among tanks and heavily armed soldiers, and even among decomposing corpses!
Finally, we reached the UNRWA school at Khan Yunis. He started working in Nasser Hospital, which the occupation also stormed and destroyed! Even when we were displaced, he was working.
All that happened did not stop him from performing his lofty job as a doctor. He has now returned to work in MOH hospitals to carry out operations of debridement and grafting of needy injured people, but he is alone, we are far from him.
He decided to protect us and made a decision to refuge in Egypt to be survived. While he stayed in Rafah before the beginning of the military operation there. Then he was forced to be displaced to Deir Al-Balah.
Every morning he goes to work at Nasser Hospital in Khan Yunis and returns to his tent in Deir Al- Balah in the evening all week.
Is this what we and he deserve?
We stay away from our hero and torn our family. While at the same time, he is putting himself in danger while saving innocent lives!
For your information, his profession is considered more dangerous than ever before, due to the occupation’s systematic policy of targeting hospitals and medical staff!
All the day, we are worried about him. May Allah save him. Moreover, there is no safe place.
We hope to reunite again, we want each other, we want our home and our dreams!
We need your help and support to meet our father again, reunite our family and rebuild our lives. Little matters! Your little means a lot to us.
Please, donate or reblog this with others.
This was not our only tragic story in this genocide, every day was a struggle for survival!
Thanks!
please… I was like wtf is happening in the middle of the story plot, all of those event I missed were the important part of plot for the fcking story 😭 Hoyoverse straight up say : it’s not our fault u’re a new (late) player, anyway go watch it in yt or sum.
Genshin Impact “Stop Putting Important Lore in Limited-Time Events” Challenge
Seriously.
How Durin’s residual Corruption works (The Chalk Prince and the Dragon)
Scaramouche’s actual introduction (Unreconciled Stars)
The idea that the whole world of Teyvat could be a mere fabrication of some higher power (Unreconciled Stars)
Skybracer (first Lantern Rite)
Alice and how she looks out for her children from afar. The woman rigged up an entire cluster of islands with puzzles and games for her daughter. (Midsummer Island Adventure)
Guoba being a god (Moonlight Merriment)
Confirmation that Albedo is a homunculus and technically related to Durin and the Golden Wolflord (Shadows Amidst Snowstorms)
Gold and Rhinedottir being the same person (Shadows Amidst Snowstorms)
The introduction of Subject Two, one of Albedo’s predecessors (Shadows Amidst Snowstorms)
Scaramouche’s involvement with the downfall of the Kaedehara clan (Irodori Festival)
All major pieces of the game’s lore and history, all confined to limited-time events. Hoyoverse, please stop doing this. Just make them Archon or World quests, I beg of you.
Isekai oneshots series - Part 1 // 500 Followers event series
Thank y’all so much for 500 followers fhrjendjfir
For a while now you’ve been feeling an intense pair of eyes staring at you, despite being asleep. Shifting around, you’re pulled from your sleep from the gaze. Opening your eyelids feels like opening rusty shutters. It took a moment for your 3AM brain to compute what was looking at you, but once you finally realize it was a pair of stranger’s eyes, you immediately launch yourself back like an octopus.
You land backwards on your ass, hard. When the hell did the floor turn to stone, and when were you sleeping on it? Rubbing your sore backside a little bit, you finally take in your surroundings... some sort of unfamiliar laboratory? To your side, there’s all sorts of bookshelves and strange contraptions. Nothing you had really seen in high school biology class, for sure.
"...Are you okay?" A voice suddenly asks. What’s with the familiar voice? You look directly in front of you, and there’s a familiar face looking at you from a kneeling position.
You furrow your eyebrows. This shit can’t be real, right?
"Albedo?" You ask, your voice high pitched in confusion and apprehension.
"Oh my, you know my name," he speaks. He writes down something in a notebook he had next to him. "How strange."
What’s strange is that I’m suddenly face to face with a fucking video game character who looks real as hell. You think to yourself.
"How did I get here?" If your suspicions prove true, then you should be in Mondstadt, Teyvat. Specifically Albedo’s alchemy research lab.
"I was trying a particular summoning ritual I found in an old tome. You are the result of the summoning," Albedo trails off lightly, likely continuing his tangent to himself in his head.
"W-where am I?" Time to see if you’re right.
"You’re in my alchemy workshop. We’re in Mondstadt, Teyvat."
"Holy fuck I really did get isekai’d," you muttered to yourself, bringing your hand to your forehead.
"Pardon?"
"Nothing. I—I’m... uhh... basically not from this world."
"Another outlander... I figured." He thinks to himself. Alright, so you’re definitely here at the same time as the traveller. "Do you perhaps want a different attire? Those clothes don’t look very... practical. Like sleepwear, almost."
No shit. I’m still in my pyjamas. You pulled me outta my bed. You grumble in your mind.
"Sure. I’ll take a change of clothes if you have some."
"I’m afraid it’s just a standard Knights of Favonius uniform without the armour." Albedo hands it to you and turns away for you to change. You quickly do so and slip on the black turtle neck, puffy black pants and knee high boots.
"Decent," you say.
Albedo turns back around. "Come with me. There’s someone you may like to meet," he says, gesturing with his hand for you to follow him out of the alchemy lab.
You exit out of the headquarters and into the bright city of Mondstadt. It’s currently sunset, but the sky is still bright. You thought it was last 3AM, so you’re quite tired now. But you’ve already been woken up, so there’s no going back to sleep for you. Albedo appears to be headed in the direction of the tavern. What? Who’s at the tavern? The traveller?
Nah, turns out it was literally fucking everyone.
"What the fuck."
Pretty much every playable character is packed into Angel’s share. It’s lively with all the conversation between everyone. No one really notices your entrance except Diluc who simply casts a confused look at your unfamiliar face.
Albedo drifts over to a braid-styled blond that you instantly recognize as Aether, who was chatting to Paimon and Jean. He turns in your direction and wonders over with Albedo in tow.
"So you’re the same as me, huh?"
"Yep." You bite the inside of your mouth to not blurt out anything dumb. You’re surrounded by characters—uh, more people now—that you simp. You do not want to say anything stupid.
"What brings you to Teyvat?" Aether asks. It’s weird talking to him without Paimon being the surrogate speaker for the silent protagonist. He’s not really the protagonist anymore. It’s arguably you now.
"Uh... Albedo was stuffing around with summoning and I was the thing that got summoned."
"Oh, so you’re here by accident."
"Yes... I unfortunately don’t have any way to send them back to their world." Albedo joins in.
Maybe I don’t wanna go back so fast.
Out of nowhere, you feel something small bump into you from behind. You turn around and it’s a drunk Venti.
"Ehhhh, who’s this new pretty face?" He slurs. A blush is evident on his face. If he’s this drunk, he’s got to have knocked back at least 30 beers or so.
"This is... I do not know your name actually," Albedo realizes he never asked your name. Oops on his behalf, you guess.
"Y/N."
"Huh, that’s a strange name. Doesn’t sound local." Venti wracks his brain, trying to think where it could be from. "Oh! Could it be you’re like ol’ Aether here?"
How the fuck did the drunkard guess correctly. Then again, he is a god.
"Uh... yeah. Our situations are similar enough..." You say. You didn’t really lose your only next of kin to a god that looks like it’s from a different game. You got summoned here by Albedo out of pure fucky-wucky luck.
"Everyone!" Venti suddenly calls out. Oh boy, here he goes with his drunken antics. "We have another outlander with us now!" He pretty much hangs off you with one arm while pointing at you with his free hand. "Give ol’ Y/N a warm welcome!"
Literally everyone is staring at you. This is a nightmare.
"Uh... Hi," is all you can get out.
"Well hello there, Y/N. I must say, that name of yours is quite pleasant to say," a smooth voice coos from the corner of the tavern. You know exactly who it belongs to. Kaeya.
You look over at the blue-haired man who’s sat at the bar cross legged with one arm on the bench, propping up his head. His eye screams "FLIRT FLIRT FLIRT". You notice a blush on his face. He’s also drunk off his ass. Kaeya is promptly bonked over the head by Diluc with an empty beer mug.
"Owww..." Kaeya rubs his head.
"Shut it, Kaeya. Gods, can you wait 10 seconds without flirting? Sorry about him. He’s worse when he’s drunk. Just ignore him." Diluc sighs, crossing his arms.
"Oh, so you’re not going introduce yourself since you did for me?" Kaeya throws a glare at the redhead, who in turn sighs.
"Name’s Diluc. I own the tavern," he says.
"Y/N? I do not believe that is a name similar to Aether’s. You must be from different world, then." A deep voice chimes in. Oh fuck, you know who that is as well. Zhongli. Why is he here in Mondstadt?
"It’s certainly a strange name, alright."
"You’re one to talk, Fatui."
You also know the next two belong to. Childe and Xiao, respectively. Your eyes flitter about the crowd and spot them quickly. Xiao is perched on the second floor railing while Zhongli and Childe are sat at a table.
"Aww, no need to be a sourpuss in front of the new one," Childe chuckles to himself, obviously provoking Xiao, who takes the bait.
"I’m not a sourpuss!" He hisses. This just rises another laugh out of Childe. You’re surprised to find Zhongli suddenly standing in front of you, as you were distracted by the brief drama between the adeptus and the harbinger.
"My apologies for those two. They do not get along very well. My name is Zhongli. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance." He greets you.
"Y-you too."
Now it’s Childe’s turn to suddenly appear before you. "Hey, the name’s Tartaglia, or Childe. But if you want, you can call me your’s—," Childe was instantly cut off by Xiao hurtling a mug at Childe’s head. What’s up with the flirters getting bonked?
"I’m Xiao... If you ever need me, just call my name and I’ll be there," he grumbles, readjusting himself on his perch.
"Goodness, the men are certainly talkative tonight," Another voice speaks. This time, it’s a woman’s voice. "Don’t mind them, outlander. My name is Ningguang. Pleased to meet you." The white haired lady greets you with a coy grin. You thought she wouldn’t have any interest... So why’s she talking to you?
"Ah, so this the newbie, huh?" A strong arm slings around your neck. You look up and see Beidou looking down at you. "How ya doin’ kiddo? Name’s Beidou, cap’n of the Crux. Come visit if you wanna grab a drink sometime," she grins. Her chest is awkwardly close to your face.
"Beidou, you are rather tactless, you know," Ningguang sighs. Whether it’s from how close Beidou suddenly got or whether she instantly invited you out for drinks, you don’t know.
"Loosen up Ning, we’re at a tavern," Beidou nudges Ningguang, to which the white haired woman just rolls her eyes.
"Oh my, so this is the cutie everyone’s talking about all of a sudden?" There’s literally only one person who calls everyone a cutie. Lisa. "Hello there, sweetie~ If you ever need help with anything, I’m always available to do anything for you." She finishes with a wink.
"Lisa, don’t be so hasty. Give Y/N some room to breathe." She places a hand on the mage’s shoulder and reigns her in a bit. "Sorry about her... She gets a bit... enthusiastic when meeting new people. I’m Jean, Acting Grand Master of the Knights of Favonius. If you ever have any troubles, don’t hesitate to let me know," she says with a kind smile. Jean seems the most level headed here.
Looking around, your eye also catches Ganyu who’s face planted down on the table, asleep. That’s honestly how you wanna be.
Right now, you seem to have a lot of hot people clamouring over you. Did you die and ascend to heaven? Or are you burdened with the curse of the isekai harem protagonist?
ep 2 ->
Don't skip just read this please
Hi world , it’s Sahar
Please read this as if I'm a member of your family . maybe your sister, daughter or a friend and as if my family who's under death now is yours.
My name is Sahar. A marketer shopping from Gaza, athe dreams she worked for but found herself losing the city she’s living in and losing any hope of a better future with it . And after a whole 4 years of studying and internship, the war had another idea.
I have 4 children: Hala the oldest, Rital, Odi, and Talin. We had a house full of love, dreams, and hopes that we strive to achieve one by one, but the war came and destroyed everything. We strive to travel outside Gaza to preserve our lives and obtain safety.
. In 15th of January 2024 my son Odai has An injury in his leg byShooting from a quadcopter aircraft in a shelter belonging to the UN Relief Agency
This loss circle didn’t end here, cause after more than 5 times of being displaced and having to leave our house escaping from rockets and death, we returned to our house and found it almost wiped off, more than half if it was destroyed and became an unlivable place leaving us not only with tired hearts but also without a place to stay in
Our Home
We are suffering in the UNRWA shelter center from overcrowding, the spread of diseases, pollution, and the difficulty of obtaining water and entering the bathroom due to the large number present in the place. It has been a year since this suffering.
Look what this horrible war has done to us. It has turned our lives upside down. It is hard for your mind to imagine. You were living in a villa with all your necessities and luxury items available until the war transferred you to live in a school for more than 13 months. We saw death 100 times a minute. I have attached pictures of the suffering of living in the school.
The situation after almost 13 months of this genocide is that the borders of Gaza are still unfortunately closed and no one can get out of it, of course unless you pay the most money to save your life and cross the Rafah crossing to reach Egypt, as crossing the Rafah crossing costs about $25,00 to $5,000 per person, and as a family of 9, the amount we have to pay just to get to Egypt seems impossible to bear.
So, this is how the money will be spent:
* Paying about $5,000 for each member of my family of 9 to cross the Rafah crossing and safely reach Egypt
* About $5,000 covers the GoFundMe transaction fees (2.9% + $0.30 per transaction)
* The rest of the money will be for housing, food, etc. for a period of time in Egypt
Asking for your help is the only way to save my family’s life and future, and your help may become our hope when hope is far from us under these circumstances, every dollar you can help with may save a life, bring hope to a tired heart and save a young future.
Please don't read this as a tragedy, I am here to ask you to prevent further tragedy and help us start our lives over. I am here to ask for your help not your sympathy, to ask you to take action either by donating or by sharing this with everyone you know who can help, please read this with your heart and take action as if it were your family, your mother and your siblings who are living in these circumstances.
Here is the donation link. Don't be stingy with me, even if it is a little. You will have contributed to preserving the lives of my family. With best wishes.
THIS IS THE CUTEST FIC OH MY GOD <33
You and Cyno have been friends for a very long time.
That’s why the boy never expected that he would develop feelings out of nowhere, especially not right when you smash an Ajilenakh nut with his pole arm in anger.
He could have sworn his heart went doki doki along with the broken nut.
“You have got to be kidding me,” was all Tighnari could say when Cyno approached him on the very same day with the biggest blush ever.
“She was glowing Tighnari,” Cyno furrowed his eyebrows as he looked off into the distance. “The Love Archon have placed a curse on me-“ “there is no love archon you lummox.”
After a long ass debate and Cyno listing down pros and cons of liking you, the fennec boy decided this topic went on long enough and decided to just throw some suggestions.
“Why not just ask her out on a date? Woo her with something. If I recall, Y/N said she liked charcoal cake.”
And that’s how The Guide to Wooing You (Ft. Tighnari) book was created.
First Operation: date
Now, you and Cyno have been friends for a very long time, meaning you’ve done much activities together.
When Cyno asked you out, you took it as an average hangout and the day turned into a whole TCG war.
Cyno has no idea how you guys ended up in Port Ormos, both of your decks out with his strongest cards in his hand. People surround you two, all in awe at the amazing strategic display in front of them. No, to say he is confused is an understatement.
“Wait Y/N-“ “No I’m not falling for that again Cyno.” “No, we weren’t supposed to be playing.” “Wow I can’t believe you just threw that card out, how am I supposed to win that?” “Wait that was unintentional-“
He never got to confess. But at least he won the game.
Second Operation: food
On the day he was free he barged into the Sumeru tavern, causing a few scholar to run out screaming as he approached the counter with menacing aura.
“One charcoal cake. Do you have a pink ribbon? Wrap it with a pink ribbon. Maybe add a heart on the cake if possible. Write the name ‘Y/N’ on it. I expect no word comes out about me here.”
When you see it, you roar with laughter. “Bruh, this is the funniest thing you pulled so far!”
Tighnari gets no sleep that night as Cyno comes into his room and murmurs by himself in the corner, confused as to what exactly is he doing wrong.
Third Operation: physical contact
Cyno wipes his hand on his shorts for the 15th time as he awaits for you at Gandarvha Ville. Today was the day of his next operation: hand holding.
Cyno wasn’t the type to force any physical contact, unless it’s to punish all evil wrongdoing. But today he was going to go the opposite way.
He will brush his hand against yours, and if you don’t move away he will then proceed to look into your eyes as a sign of love affirmation. You will be struck by his determination and then he will move to intertwine his fingers with yours. And then he will confess.
“Hey Cyno! You’re here early,” you appear in your goddess glory, your smile so dazzling the Mahamatra has to block it out with his hand.
“What a sight to behold.” “Did you say something?”
When you two walked together, people were clearing the path. You figured it was because of Cyno’s title, but in reality it was because of his red shot eyes that was glaring at your hand.
Above you both is Tighnari using his binoculars to watch you both. He mutters curses specially at the Matra, and Cyno could’ve sworn he felt chills go down his spine for no reason.
Do it now you imbecile! Touch her hand! What in the archons are you doing?
Cyno’s heart was thumping so fast he thought you could hear it. He swallowed as he stared at your hand, the delicate fingers that was tempting him to lic-hold it.
“Cyno?” He snapped his attention to your worried face. He inhaled when you step so close to him that your faces were mere inches away.
Tighnari gasped. Are you guys kissing? Why the hell are you guys kissing first?
“Are you okay? You look really stressed,” Your eyebrows furrow together, your cheeks pouting out so slightly.
Your magnificent breath tickled his face, your doe eyes peering into his wide dilated ones. He could smell the faint chicken wings you ate earlier on your body. He could see your collar bones just saying hello to him. Your hair tickle his face as well as his bangs to yours. He looks back up to your eyes and he finally utters his response.
“Stressed? More like I’m a damsel in distress.”
Tighnari to this day doesn’t know how that was a joke to Cyno.
Operation four: Just confess
“Now we all know you have this natural instinct of throwing in a stupid joke out of nowhere,” Tighnari covers Cyno’s mouth before he could retort. “Now imagine I am Y/N. Show me how you’re going to confess to me.”
“No what the f-” “Do you really want to ruin the biggest operation with another joke?” “…”
Cyno sighs and the two boys sit facing each other. Tighnari crosses his arms and mimics your voice in a ridiculously high tone, “Hey Cyno! What’s up?”
“Hey Y/N, um…there’s something I’ve always wanted to tell you,” Cyno inhales, trying to pretend the boy in front of him was his favorite girl. He smiles when his decent looking friend’s face morphs into your beautiful features. “We’ve been friends for so long and I know it’s definitely hard to believe but…I really like you. To me, you’re the most beautiful star in the desert night, the star that guides me to my destination. Will you be mine?”
“Wow Cyno I’m so happy!” Tighnari sings happily with a horrifying giggle. “See, that wasn’t so bad-”
A big thud silences them all.
The two boys slowly look to the side in horror as both you and Collei stand at the doorway stunned. Collie’s basket is on the floor, and an apple rolls to Cynos’ foot.
“I always knew master and Cyno had something!” Collei runs out the door, covering her face in glee as her OTP has finally come true.
Cyno’s face pales as you blink at him and then at Tighnari and then back to him. Then you turn away quickly before they can hear you snort with laughter.
General Mahamatra and General Watchleader weren’t seen for a few days, but there were rumors circulating that the WatchLeader was trying to kill the Mahamatra.
Final operation: Cyno
“Just be yourself Cyno,” Tigh’s words repeat in the boy’s mind. “What do you think will get your feelings across as Cyno? Think about it, and then face Y/N when you’re ready.”
Truth to be told, Cyno has never been open about his own feelings to anyone before. Sure, he told his best (and only) friend that he likes you, sure he beat up sinners to express his irritation of them forcing him out into the desert for three days just to bring them back, but it’s different with you.
He enjoyed all the times he’s had with you, all the moments where you and him argued about who won, the moments where you fed him food when he was loaded with work, the moments when you smiled at him when he would come to see you…he treasured every single second.
He was scared that if you did not return his feelings, your friendship would be broken. You meant that much to him.
But he knew if this one-sided feeling went on much longer he will go crazy and full of hope. He can decide how to proceed with his feelings once he gets an answer from you.
You finally appear. You look around the rather grassy area, before looking up at the night sky full of stars.
Cyno watches with adoration as your eyes light up at the sky. It must be the same look he has when he’s with you.
He silently approaches you with a familiar book in his hand, and you finally see him.
He hands you the book and you blink at it curiously before you open the book and read the contents.
He slowly smiles as a blush spread across your cheeks as you read over each operation listed down and the attempts the poor boy made to gain your affection.
“How did I miss all this?” You whisper, bringing the back of your hand to your face as your ears burn. “Cyno I…”
He places a hand on your arm and comes forward. His eyes are so full of desperation you can already hear what’s he going to say.
“I’m not supposed to be…having these feelings as a Matra. It’ll only get in the way, but…I do have feelings for you Y/N. I enjoy my time with you, I enjoy eating with you. I enjoy fighting with you. I like you. I am in love with you. Will you be the padisarah to my Duel Soul recipe?”
A few days later rumors go around that the General Mahamatra has been stalking a certain girl and the girl is a criminal waiting to be caught in the act.
It’s only a few days later (again) that there is confirmation that the girl is actually the General Mahamatra’s beloved girlfriend.
Omg this was so bad but so funny at the same time aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Sorry if this seemed so rushed, but it came to me in the middle of the night, and I had to write it all down! Hope you guys enjoyed it! :,)