All Time Low Is Life

There's a theory called:

Wrong time, Right person.

It says that the universe will show you the right person at the wrong time on purpose.

Not to torture you.

But to show you what is possible.

To give you a glimpse of the love you deserve before you're ready to hold it.

You meet them too early.

When you still healing from someone else.

When you're building your career, your life, yourself.

I didn’t want us to fade into something unfinished,

like a conversation cut short before the truth spilled out.

I don’t want you to linger as my unanswered question,

like a name that tastes of regret when spoken out too late.

I don’t want to carry your absence

like an unworn coat, too beautiful to discard,

yet never quite fitting the season.

I don’t want you to be my greatest need

that slipped through my fingers like water,

only to leave me thirsty for years,

I didn’t want to call you the right person

and watch the words dissolve in the wrong time,

like leaves dropping before they’ve turned gold,

or the skies opening just as you decided to leave.

Maybe you left because you were just supposed to teach me how to fly solo,

to navigate the skies alone,

and find my own path in the vast expanse.

Though, I didn’t want the ache of what we nearly were

to crash into silence.

So if you ever search the wreckage,

you’ll find my heart in the black box,

recording every mistake,

every hesitation that led us here.

It’s a strange kind of joy, this missing.

Not sadness, but the soft ache of knowing

I can’t follow where you’ve gone,

and wouldn’t want to pull you back

from the life that fits you now

gachiakuta boys x reader; patching up after a fight... with a promise for more later; wanted it to be suggestive but ended up making it fluffy and intimate instead hehe; hope you enjoy!

Enjin

The dust still clung to everything—your clothes, his hair, even the faint metallic tang of blood lingering in the air. You pressed a cloth to his arm, trying not to shake.

“This should hold for now…” you murmured.

Enjin’s eyes followed your every move, quiet, almost unreadable. The blood on your fingers didn’t make him flinch. Instead, he gave a slow, small nod, like acknowledging you without words, his eyes drifting to your face.

When he shifted, the cut reopened a little, making, you wince.

“Sorry…” he said softly, voice low, but not quite apologetic in tone.

You pressed the cloth firmer, your hand accidentally brushing against his chest. He didn’t pull away. Nor did you.

You could hear his breath hitch—just slightly, almost imperceptibly, but it sent a warmth crawling up your spine.

“You’re awfully close,” he murmured, voice rough, the faintest smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

Your pulse hammered in your ears. Neither of you moved for a moment, hands lingering over his wound, fingers brushing against each other.

Then, slowly, he leaned in. The kiss was gentle at first, just a brush of lips, but his the hand found yours, holding it over the cloth as if anchoring himself.

“We’ll finish this properly later,” he said against your mouth, voice low and rough.

You nodded, biting back a smile. For now, tending wounds would have to do… but the promise in his tone lingered long after the kiss ended.

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Summary: Bored at the Host Club and in need of a way to pass time, you suggest a game of pairs Hide and Seek. But what happens when you get paired with your crush, Hikaru Hitachiin?

“Kyoooyaaaaa, I’m bored.” You walked over to where the raven-haired male was sitting and sighed. “Mostly everyone has left. Can we do something?” Kyoya shot you a look and shook his head.

“There are still customers here, (Y/N). I assume you have homework you could complete in order to occupy your time.” You sighed and plopped down on the couch next to Tamaki, one of the only hosts that was still busy. The only reason you were here at the Host Club today was because your family was doing something with Kyoya’s after school, and they felt it would be best if you both arrived at the event around the same time, as it would be “less awkward for the both of you,” as your mother put it.

It was plenty awkward here at the Host Club, you thought bitterly.

“Tamaki, can we please do something?” you asked the self-proclaimed king of the club. He turned to you and gave you his famous smile.

“Of course, princess! What is it you’d like to do?” You rolled your eyes at the act but sat up straighter at the opportunity to tell everyone what you’d like to do.

“I want to play Hide and Seek,” you announced. The few remaining customers stared at you like you were insane, but Tamaki clapped enthusiastically.

“That is a fantastic idea!” he exclaimed, standing from his spot on the couch. “Everyone! We’re going to play a game of Hide and Seek!” Hikaru and Kaoru sped over, followed by Hunny and Mori. Haruhi walked over, seeming slightly reluctant, and Kyoya simply remained in his spot. “Since you came up with the idea, (Y/N), you get to pick who is it!” You looked around at the selection. There were 5 others besides the members of the club and you. An idea popped into your mind, and a grin spread across your face.

“I have an idea. Instead of playing in singles, we’ll have pairs. And I get to pick the groups.” Tamaki agreed, and you looked around, pretending to think. In reality, you already had all the groups planned out, mainly yours. You would place yourself with Hikaru Hitachiin, and there wasn’t anything anyone could do about it.

Green Arrow #29 - "Crimson Sands V" (2025)

Finally getting to share the Crescent City puzzle that I was commissioned to design by the wonderful Reverie Puzzles on Insta

‘Do you love him? — I don’t know. I believe he is my fate.’