I feel like this happens every couple of months and as much as I don't want to tie politics to my blog, i'm not gonna shut up about certain things. So trigger warning for politics and stuff I guess.
I am so scared with the direction this country is taking. I mentioned once before that I lived in a blue state; however I have since moved (for college) to a blue bubble in a swing state.
While I have 0 plans to face reveal anytime soon (or at all), I am not white. I am mixed, but I am lucky enough to pass as 'tan white' if I try; however, I am not white. I've been told I could pass as Mexican before (which I am not). So I'm definitely not feeling the safest at the moment, even if I am so lucky that I have a white family to blend in more (I'm adopted). Some people do not have that luxury.
The level of surveillance and censorship the government is fighting for is so terrifying. KOSA is the end of the internet for Americans. It would mean the end of this blog because I'm not comfortable enough to upload my ID just to use Tumblr.
None of this should've happened. This should not be the country we're living in. I'm not saying America was ever great or that it was ever an ethically run country, but we've had way better moments. This feels like the end of everything.
If you are a Trump supporter and somehow found your way to my blog and decided to follow me, know that you are not welcome here. MAGA, homophobes, transphobes, and anyone who thinks ICE is 'doing the right thing'. None of you are welcome here. I want you to know that this is what you voted for.
Also, if any of you guys are from Washington state and affected by the floods, my heart goes out to you. I really hope you're all safe and doing as well as you can, whether you're Americans or not. Also, to my non-American readers, it isn't as simple as 'you voted him into office'.
I was 17 when the election happened, and there are so many people who live here who don't agree with what the government is doing. Trust me when I say if I could've voted last year, it would not have been for the glorified dementia patient.
My blog is meant to be a safe space for any reader. There is a reason I never specify the reader's looks, and that is because I want anyone to be able to see themselves as reader. Each and every person is lovable, and you should never let someone hateful tell you that you aren't.
Sorry for the late night, at least for me, rant. Just needed to get some things off my chest. Also wanted to make it very clear for some of the newer followers where I stand (even though I can't imagine any of you guys would be MAGA or anything similar because... well look at what blog you're on and what I write about). Anyways, goodnight guys. Might delete this in the morning, might not.
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Never in Souma's life did he think he'd be head over heels for you and become his muse. Your presence in his life transformed him in ways he never thought possible, making him grateful for the unexpected love and artistic passion you brought into his world.
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also hereās the first part of my "Reverse Fanfic" Series! Once you're done reading from top to bottom, read it from bottom to top by parts ;) im kinda playing safe here with the tooth-rotting fluff story before i delve into the more dramatic and angsty writing so yeah this oneshot is more of an experimental but nonetheless i enjoy writing this and i will write more for him :>
general warnings: fem!reader, tooth-rotting fluff, smooches and huggies for souma <33
word count: 3.7k
i. Cooking
Ā Itās no surprise that Souma is a hardworking person. He always tries his best in everything to find a new unique talent that he can call his own specialty. Despite how forgetful he is and how often he makes slip-ups in his daily activities, you still find everything about him cute.
And so when he asked you if you could teach him how to cook so he can create homemade dishes for his brother and for himself, you eagerly accepted his request. He doesn't want to make the same mistake after that gyudon incident.
āI wanna try making another bento.ā He told you, watching you take out the grocery items from the bag he bought with you.
āThatās a good start. We can start by making egg rolls.ā
Staying in his apartment really makes you feel at ease and comfortable. Everything around here is just homey and warm. You sometimes wish you could sleep with Souma but itās embarrassing since he lives with his brother, but nonetheless, they always welcome your visitsā and not because your cooking is so good and theyād love to taste more of it.
As you both stood in the kitchen, cracking eggs and slicing the carrots and green onions, you couldn't help but smile at Souma's earnestness. He approached cooking with the same determination he applied to his studies, and it was endearing to witness his enthusiasm for this new venture.
As you guided him through the steps, you noticed how he carefully followed your instructions, grasping the techniques swiftly.
Throughout the cooking session, there were some adorable blundersālike mistaking sugar for salt,Ā again, and forgetting the order of ingredientsābut each mistake only made the experience more enjoyable. Fortunately, it wasn't too salty that the dish was inedible.
You found yourself unable to resist the overwhelming affection you felt for him. His earnest efforts and genuine excitement were simply too endearing to ignore. As he giggled at yet another mix-up, you couldn't help but lean in and plant a gentle kiss on his rosy cheeks.
"Souma, you're just too cute," you said with a fond smile, feeling your heart flutter with affection. "Even your blunders make me adore you even more."
He blushed, his cheeks turning an even deeper shade of red, but the grin on his face grew wider. He loves being adored by you but he wants more. And so his mischievous side came to the forefront, eyes glinting in slight excitement.
"You missed," he whined, a small pout drawing over his lips. His complaint had you puzzled by his words and before you could ask for clarification, he leaned in playfully, attempting to give you a cheeky kiss. However, the unexpected bump of your nose made the moment turn awkward.
A soft stifled chuckle escaped from Souma's lips, but he quickly composed himself, his cheeks tinged with a slight blush. Embarrassed by the situation, you couldn't help but playfully frown and lightly slammed his chest with your fist.
āSouma, donāt laugh!ā
The laugh he was trying his best to hold back slipped right out of his lips and came right out was a series of hearty chuckles. Hearing such genuine happiness made your stomach have butterflies fluttering all over the place.
āSorry, sorry! The sound you made was so adorable when I bumped into you.ā
Embarrassed by the situation, you couldn't help but smile back, appreciating his lightheartedness. Your boyfriend has always been like this, constantly finding every small thing positive, even his mistakes and itās what made you fall for him. Without missing a beat, he kissed you tenderly, making your heart skip a beat.
"I love you," he whispered against your neck, burying his head over and the ends of his hair tickled your skin. A warm and fuzzy feeling enveloped your entire being and in that moment, all the mishaps and teasing melted away, leaving only the sweet intimacy between the two of you.
As you wrapped your arms around him, you couldn't help but reciprocate his affectionate gesture.
Well, he deserves that kiss.
Ā ii. Cuddling
Ā Feeling his warm embrace on the couch, you couldn't help but be absorbed by the enticing world of online shopping. Your boyfriend nuzzled closer to you, trying to capture your attention, but you remained engrossed in the virtual realm of fashion.
He playfully squeezed your waist, attempting to draw your focus away from the screen. "[Name]-chan, if you want to buy clothes, we can go out shopping," he suggested, hoping to entice you with the idea of a date.
You giggled at his adorable pout, leaning back against him, savoring the comforting scent of his cologne. "We could, but I'm not finding anything that catches my eye right now," you replied, your thumb still scrolling through the pages.
"But Tokyo has so many stores and malls," Souma insisted, his determination evident. "Shinjuku and Shibuya are great places to find cute clothes."
As he mentioned the bustling shopping districts, you couldn't deny the appeal of an actual outing. Turning your head to meet his gaze, you found his eyes filled with excitement and anticipation. His desire to spend time with you was evident, and it melted your heart.
And it hurts you to deny him more than all those tear-jerking shoujo animes you have watched with him. As much as you loved the idea of spending time with Souma and going on a shopping date, a part of you wanted to stay cozy on the couch a little longer. However, you knew how much he looked forward to the outing, and the last thing you wanted was to see him sad or disappointed like a sad puppy.
"Actually, you know what would be just as fun?" you suggested, trying to find a compromise that would make both of you happy. "Let's have a cozy day in. We can order some delicious food, binge-watch our favorite shows, and just cuddle here on the couch."
His face lit up at the mention of cuddling, and he pulled you closer, wrapping his arms around you.
"That does sound nice," he admitted, his smile returning. "But I was really looking forward to going out with you."
You couldn't resist his adorable pout, and your heart melted at the sight. "I know, and I really appreciate that," you said sincerely, brushing a hand through his pink hair affectionately. "But I promise we'll have just as much fun staying in. Plus, it's more intimate, and I get to have you all to myself."
His pout softened into a half-smile as he considered your words. "Well, I guess spending time with you is what matters the most," he said, snuggling closer to you.
"That's the spirit," you replied, pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead. "Now, how about we make this cozy day extra special? I'll pamper you with all the attention you want, and we can have a date right here, just the two of us."
Souma's eyes lit up again, and he nodded eagerly. "Okay, deal!" he said, his enthusiasm returning. "As long as I get to be with you, I'm happy."
With that settled, you both settled back into each other's arms, relishing the warmth of each other's presence. The prospect of a cozy day turned out to be just as wonderful as you had hoped, and as you enjoyed the comfort of cuddles and each other's company, Souma was already dozing off. The gentle warmth, comfort, and feeling of being so close to you lead him to a sense of relaxation and contentment whilst youāre locked in his arms.
Ā iii. Gift
On your anniversary, Souma surprised you with a thoughtful giftāa mint green colored teddy bear adorned with a cute cap and earrings that reminded you of him.
You wondered if he intentionally did that and created small accessories that highlighted his sense of style and fashion so you can always think of him even if heās not by your side.
The moment you laid eyes on the teddy bear, you couldn't help but smile so widely, touched by his sweet gesture.
āSouma!! This is so adorable! I love it so much~!!ā
You tightly hugged the toy, the cuteness fever rush was taking a toll on you and you heard him chuckling across you.
āI thought Iād buy it for you when I saw that when I was shopping. Iām glad you like it.ā He pecked your cheek and hovered his hand over to the box you were holding.
āThereās more inside~ā he cooed enticingly and just from the light in your eyes was enough to make him melt right there and then. God, he thanks the heavens for meeting you and appearing in his life.
You harvested through several paper star origami and you saw a white synthetic white sheet. And you couldn't believe your eyes. Your heart fluttered and raced a thousand miles and you almost cried just how much effort he put through in this.
Deep in the box were multiple polaroid films of you and Souma together. The image of him hugging you from behind, your hand gently cradling his face as you both smiled at the camera, brought tears of joy to your eyes. You were so grateful for his creativity and thoughtfulness, touched by the effort he put into curating these beautiful memories.
āSouma-kun~!! Ah, stop being so romantic!ā
You playfully scolded him, hiding yourself on his chest so he canāt see how red your face was. Souma merrily laughed and caressed the top of your head. He missed capturing your bashful face but he didnāt miss how red your ears are. Heās so tempted to scoop you in his arms and kiss you all over the place. From your nose to your temple, then your cheek, and down to your neckā
"Oh? Since when did you take this?"
He turned to you and saw you were holding a photo of yourself smiling with a white flower in your hand.
Souma snickered, a smirk drawing over to his lips. "It's a secret." He uttered each syllable playfully with a wink, holding out his index finger over to his lips.Ā
Blushing even more at Souma's playful teasing, you playfully swatted his arm, trying to hide your embarrassment. "Stop being sneaky," you murmured, but the smile on your face betrayed your attempt to scold him.
As he caressed the top of your head, you couldn't help but melt into his touch. His playful laughter and affectionate gestures made your heart skip a beat. And you cherished these moments of pure happiness with him, clearly enjoying the adorable back-and-forth between the two of you. He admired your spirited and cheeky side, which only made him fall deeper in love with you.
Though the fondness ceased when you flipped over to the next image.
āPftā¦ā
Your boyfriend tilted his head and he noticed how your shoulders were shaking. ā[Name]? Whatās wrong?ā
āI-itās nothing,ā your voice wavered and he grew concerned that is until he saw you holding a piece of paper which was the poem he wrote for you.
Roses are red, violets are blue
I cling to you like a glue
Will you please be my please be my dream come true?
Oh, he repeated the āplease be myā when writing the poem.
Ā iv. Movie Date
A lot of things have been bugging his mind and to this day he knows that he shouldnāt mess this up or else heāll bury himself from embarrassment if he did.
Souma sighed, his heart hammering in his chest as he waited for the service crew to arrive with the snacks he ordered.
He meticulously selected his outfit, second-guessing each choice, wanting to make a lasting impression. His hands trembled slightly as he tried to style his hair, hoping it looked just right. Left and right, heās been fidgeting a lot. From readjusting his wristwatch to opening his camera phone to check his appearance, and then fumbling with the buttons of his shirt.
Itās a constant repeat from here to there and it felt like hours waiting for his order. He wanted everything to be perfect, knowing that this moment held the potential to become a significant change in his life.
He recalled standing at the agreed-upon meeting spot, he spotted you approaching, and a mix of awe and nervousness washed over him.
He couldn't help but feel grateful for the chance to spend time with you. His cheeks reddened slightly as he greeted you with a smile, admiring how adorable you looked in the dress you wore, hoping it hid the nervousness he felt.
āSir, your order is here.ā The voice across him halted his thoughts as he reverted his eyes to the source. He blinked and then realized his order arrived. Souma chuckled lightly before taking the two drinks from the counter. He thanked them, gave a small bow, and went off to search for you.
Good thing you weren't there or else you might see just how airheaded he is. That would be so lame... Shaking his head to get rid of those possibilities, he set his focus back on his objective. He spotted you standing near the corner, your back facing him, engrossed in the movie posters displayed on the wall. Excited to share the snacks with you, he hurried over, his eyes fixed on your figure.
ā[Name]-chan, Iām back!ā He jogged to where you were, making sure he didn't trip and drop the drinks. āI got your drink.ā
Upon getting close and standing next to you, his eyes widened when an unfamiliar face turned to him. āUm⦠Is there something I can help you with?ā The stranger sheepishly asked, a blush forming across her cheeks when there was literally a hot guy talking to her.
Souma blinked and his face turned slightly red as he chuckled, realizing his blunder. "Oops, I'm sorry," he apologized, trying to hide his laughter. "I mistook you for someone else. My apologies!ā
The stranger chuckled as well, amused by the mix-up. "No worries. Happens to the best of us," she replied good-naturedly.
Embarrassed yet trying to maintain his composure, Souma quickly made his way to find you, his heart still racing from the funny yet embarrassing encounter. This time he made sure the girl he was approaching was you.
ā[Name]-chan!ā You looked up from your phone and saw Souma walking towards you before handing you the drink with a bashful grin. "Here you go, got your favorite drink," he said, relieved that he finally found you.
You couldn't help but giggle at his adorable flushed face. "Thank you,ā you said, taking the cup from him. "You almost gave my snack to a stranger."
Your date exploded from embarrassment. His entire face was covered in bright pink and steam coming out from his ears.
āY-you saw that?ā
He canāt find himself laughing at this situation. Normally, heād laugh it off but ifĀ youĀ saw that, then he just wants the ground to swallow him up.
As Souma's embarrassment reached its peak, he couldn't help but wish for an escape from the situation. His heart pounded even faster, and he felt like he was melting under your gaze. With a sheepish grin, he attempted to hide his flushed face with his hands, the heat of his embarrassment evident in his entire demeanor.
"I-I can't believe you saw that," he stammered, his voice slightly shaky. "I was so nervous and... I must have looked like a complete goof."
You couldn't resist the urge to reach out and gently pat his shoulder, reassuring him with a warm smile. "Don't worry. It was kind of cute, actually," you said, finding his flustered state endearing.
His pink cheeks grew even rosier, and he managed a shy chuckle, still embarrassed by the situation but grateful for your understanding. "Thanks for being so nice about it," he said, appreciating your kindness.
Soumaās very much aware of how love-struck he is when it comes to you. Heās mesmerized by your presence, drawn in by your laughter and the sparkle in your eyes, and hearing such a warm giggle had his heart fluttering all over the place. His stomach was churning and turning in multiple ways just how adorable and sweet you are.
Despite his initial nervousness, he realized that being with you felt natural and effortless. The conversation flowed smoothly, and his worries slowly melted away in the warmth of your company.
Ā v. Perfect Capture
āSorry for dragging you out here with me, Shiki-kun.ā
You and Souma strolled through the garden park, the vibrant blooms and serene surroundings were so beautiful you hoped that the gears in your head could work again and come up with an inspiration.
āDonāt worry. I appreciate you inviting me to go with you. I was having a rough time as well thinking of a good design for the project.ā The graphic designer assured you with a soft smile.
As you both continued to walk through the garden park, you couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort in Souma's presence. The peaceful ambiance and the beauty of nature seemed to have a calming effect on both of you, washing away the stress and worries of the day. This place is so relaxing and gorgeous, he wondered how come he didnāt know this place. Itās as if heās entered a secret garden with all these flowers blooming and the trees full of life.
"This place is amazing," he remarked, his voice filled with wonder. "I can't believe I've never been here before."
You smiled, feeling a sense of pride for introducing him to this enchanting spot. "It's one of my favorite places to visit when I need inspiration or just some peace and quiet. I'm glad I could share it with you."
As the sun dipped lower in the sky, casting a golden glow over the garden, you found yourselves lost in the beauty of the moment.
āShiki-kun, look!ā Kneeling down to the ground, you pointed at a flower with white petals. With a grin on your face, you started explaining how the flower symbolizes purity and a vow of fidelity.
As you talked and explained the meaning of the flower, Souma stared at you in awe. Your voice went deaf to his ears but the glow of your figure being radiated by the sun gave a soft golden warm tone over your skin. The white dress complimented your features further, and together with the hydrangeas in the background, itās the perfect spot for this scene.
You were still admiring the little flowers, playing with their petals, lost in your own river of thoughts. The smile donned on your lips right now is so beautiful, the kind that could make even an angel blush.
Unbeknownst to you, Souma couldn't help but admire how beautiful and captivating you looked in this natural setting. Your eyes sparkled with excitement, and your smile exuded a sense of joy that he found utterly mesmerizing.
He wanted to capture this moment, the genuine happiness he saw in you. He mustered up the courage to snap a picture, capturing this moment in his memory.
With the DSLR camera in his hand, he discreetly positioned himself, silently framing the shot, careful not to interrupt the flow of the moment. He snapped the picture, wanting to hold onto this glimpse of you, this snapshot of your essence in that idyllic setting.
And as he gazed at the photo he had taken, a thought crossed his mind.
Youāre the most gorgeous person Souma had ever taken a shot of.
Ā vi. Inspiration
Souma keeps overthinking about the designs he made.
Your own goodness and confidence⦠He always wondered where he could get those things.
When he spends his days wielding his strengths to figure out what he really has, there are times he canāt get up from the wounds he getsā¦
How he wished the ground to eat him up and never return.
āWoah, Shiki-kun, did you make this?ā The thrilled voice cut him off from his depressing thoughts. He turned and saw you there, eyes gleaming and sparkling excitedly he could almost see stars in them.
Souma rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly and looked at the ground. āYeah, itās not that great so I have to throw out this design and make a new one.ā
āEh, no way! This looks amazing though! The way you chose the colors and the typography is so stunning!ā
As you complimented Souma's work, the genuine admiration in your voice struck a chord deep within him. The small praise you gave him meant the world to him, and he couldn't help but feel a glimmer of newfound confidence in his creations. Your encouragement felt like a warm ray of sunlight breaking through the clouds, dispelling the self-doubt that had been plaguing him.
He looked up from the ground, his eyes meeting yours, and he was taken aback by the stars in your gleaming and sparkling eyes. You truly believed in his work, and that belief made his heart swell with gratitude.
"You really think so?" he asked, his voice still tinged with uncertainty, but a flicker of hope had ignited in his eyes.
"Absolutely! I mean it, Shiki-kun," you replied earnestly, your enthusiasm contagious. "Your designs are unique and captivating. Don't doubt yourself. Trust your instincts, and let your creativity shine."
His face flushed even more, but this time it was from the warmth he felt inside. Your words were like a balm to his wounded confidence, soothing away his insecurities.
You saw the beauty in his creations when he struggled to see it himself. Your genuine appreciation and belief in him were like a gentle wind beneath his wings, pushing him to soar higher in his pursuit of creativity.
āThank you.ā
His heart fluttered from your compliment. It may seem nothing to others, but to him, itās enough to give him that confidence he needed. Looking at you, your smile was radiant and beautifulā as if he was in the morning field of flowers.
As the canvas of his imagination unfurled, a whirlwind of ideas danced across his mind like vibrant brushstrokes on an artist's palette. In this torrent of creativity, amidst the swirling hues of inspiration, a single thought emerged like a guiding star in the night skyāyou were his biggest muse.
I had this weird little tautological revelation last night where like so my entire life because I didn't have very much unconditional love growing up I've often operated as if I was unlovable. But actually? That means that all the love in my life I literally got by being lovable?
In my own view, I feel the word LOVE means so much more than we actually get to experience in our lifetime. Just like the American scientists, William James and Boris Sidis proposed that we humans only get to use about ten percentage of our brains, I strongly feel thereās so much to this four letter word that we donāt know of or are yet to