#“That worked on me once.��� “YOU'RE THE WORST--”

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Yandere Ex Step “Kids” x Reader

Where the man you're dating and soon to marry have their reservations about you. Considering you're closer to their age and their father has millions in his name...

Thinking about the Step-family in question being adults; well established and acting on their own from their aging father

Unknowingly letting him fall prey to you 

Walking Temptation with a hunger for deep pockets and a smile innocent enough to make anyone swoon

It’s a shock when the next time they see their dad for the holidays he’s got you on his arm

Just a little bit older than them (half his age) and with a giant engagement ring on your finger

“You like it? Your dad got it for me when we were in Dubai!” 

“Uh Dad can I have a word? Alone?”

Taniya, his eldest is the hardest to grill you

Being incredibly open with her suspicions about you

And she’s the most vigilant when it comes to reprimanding her father for spoiling you

“Dad think about it (Y/n) doesn’t need another sports car! You’ve already gotten them two!”

In no uncertain terms, you’re sure Taniya hates your guts

If the way all the restaurants your future husband has worked with for some reason can’t serve you has anything to say about it, that’s likely the case

But you don’t mind!

That way you can take your man to the best place to get croquettes

Yeah it’s sketchy but that’s what his bodyguards are for

The second worst is his youngest, Titan

Classic attention-hungry influencer son who thinks pranks on you are going viral because everyone enjoys your misery as much as he does

“Your misery” is the curious tilt of your head when you find the leather seats of your range rover decorated with glitter 

Doesn’t really bother you though, so you’ll show off your new interior to all your new followers on socials 

Wonder where they came from

Finally the middle son Tariq always forgotten but not quite estranged doesn’t seem to dislike you too much

After all, he did start coming around the villa more since you’ve moved in

“Oh hey (Y/n) I heard those flowers my dad got you went missing, it just so happens to work out that I brought you some.”

“Those are my favorites! How did you know?”

“Lucky guess. Anyway, I heard you got the latest VR tech, want to show me how it works?”

For a while you fall into a cycle with your fiance and his family

Eventually tying the knot in a luxurious venue in front of hundreds of masked billionaires

Of course, all your older husband’s kids decide to be civil

And all is well…until it isn’t

All too soon are the siblings gathered again when their father dies two weeks later

It’s all so sudden

With heavy hearts, their knowledge of his decline makes it better for the siblings to take on the funeral preparations

Begrudgingly Taniya takes it upon herself to try getting the funds from you, coming to the Villa prepared to argue

Instead, she’s met with one of her father’s most loyal bodyguards

Woefully opening the door

“(Y/n) has been too distraught to leave their bed since the…last hospital visit.”

“What?”

She would have expected someone like you to have been jumping for joy

Having tied the knot with a man who’d pay for any tuition you might’ve needed paid Taniya doubts it she expected you’d be as bubbly as others in your…profession

But instead of partying you were glued to the giant California bed clutching an old shirt of his

For once Taniya feels bad for you

“Uh hey (Y/n) I was wondering if you maybe wanted to come to the first meeting with the mortuary staff. We’re looking to pick a coffin and–”

Instead of something snarky or even an agreement, you throw a black card in her direction and pull the covers over your head

Barely smothering the crying sounds

“You know what? Maybe it might be best if I stay back here..with you.”

It’s all too easy for her to lend her shoulder as you wail about your late husband–her father

Its awkward for awhile and then it’s not

She weirdly looks forward to pulling your tear-stricken face into her chest she wore the v-neck for a reason while you discuss the funeral arrangements

Purposely making her meetings online so she can rub your back off screen

Finding that the lingering security guard–your unofficial butler is getting more and more on her nerves

Taniya doesn’t even realize she’s gotten this bad until she’s hoping the chandelier will fall on her brothers when they eventually show up

“Wow. You two are here. In-person…why didn’t you call?”

“I don’t need your permission to see (Y/n)! But you know I would’ve come sooner if my company wasn’t dealing with a major crisis by some mysterious corporate giant!”

“Don’t look at me, I told you working for a shady company would get you no where.”

“I cannot with you right now–”

“I also came-!”

“Shut up Titan.” “Please Titan we’re talking.”

Titan isn’t all that worried about his old man being dead except his allowance stopped

And technically he shouldn’t be staying in the Villa anymore…but his followers are asking questions

“And in here we have the–whoa crying widow alert!”

“W-what?!”

He gets a lot of hate for that one

And while his siblings circle around you like vultures he’s finding it hard to insincerely apologize so that you can do a follow-up apology video with him

He’s following you around so much and observing all your little quirks 

he worries it might be important when ‘apologizing’ so maybe he should record it…

Thus begins his long and greatly popular series of getting to know my dead dad’s spouse

He records as much as he can–what you eat, how you talk, how you whisper promises to the pictures of his dad you put up

It weirdly makes him question everything

It also has him posting to a new platform…a more hidden one

“Alright, guys! I actually got into their closet without issue we’ve just got to hope they won’t need to come in here anymore. OMG They’re back! I wonder what they’ll do…next. Uhm…sorry chat but I’m going to shut off the camera for awhile….I think this is just for me.”

Unlike Taniya who will hesitate, thinking of her father while cuddling up to you Titan does not think

Because after his copious amounts of stalking streaming with you

He's decided you will be his inheritance from dad

Clearly the old man wasn’t strong enough to handle you

So Titan would be the hero to sweep such a camera worthy beauty off their feet

Tariq doesn’t hesitate either 

he’s gotten over that the day he met you

Sure he misses his dad a lot less than he expected+ but he does miss the privacy he used to have with you

“Hey (Y/n) do you want to go out for a ride like we used to do.”

“Oh Tariq I’d love to but I already told Titan we’d do a muckbang with him.”

“And after that, we’re going to film our feet ASMR!”

“Titan I said I’d need to think about that–”

“What?! You already said no to the hot-tub stream, how much more of a Karen can you be?!”

“Okay okay, but I’d rather it not be live.”

“Duh, I may not ever want to post it.”

Tariq is so tired of everyone else realizing just how much you’re not like any gold-digger he’s ever known

In fact, you’re so bad at it that he doubts you were ever a gold digger in the first place

“Hey Tariq the lawyer had a question about the life insurance money, should I just write you a check or do I keep it? I’m so confused.”

“Wow uh, that’s a lot.”

“Yeah, but your dad always told me what to do with this kind of stuff. So what do I do?”

“Uhh, how about we open our own bank account and put it there!”

“Oooh like a married couple’s bank account?”

“Yeah just like marriage. It’s a little too early to ask right?”

Nonetheless, all three siblings are beginning to realize just how ‘bad’ of a gold digger you are

And they’re more than eager to show you the right way…as long as you change your allegiance to them.

Rules | Kofi | Masterlist

[skzthelomlhehe]

He walks in on you while you're... 🫣

1. Chan & Minho

Warning: smut. Just. Pure smut. Degradation, daddy kink, cunnilingus, bj, lap sitting. Reader is called slvt and a wh0re

Synopsis: Reader has been in a relationship with the member for a few months now. Despite that, any intimacy beyond making out or cuddling never happened. That's gonna change when the reader's boyfriend walks in at the not so wrong time.

Established relationship

MDNI

Masterlist

Tag reqs: @bluesungology @diabolicalkitkat @capricorn-girl0112 @daysofskz-ateez @neginktn @seoul1207

Smut under the cut:

• Bang Chan 방찬

He would come home from the studio or practice or whatever he had been up to the entire day expecting to like cuddle and destress. He calls out to you as he walks in with no response. When he walks up to your bedroom, he hears some... Noises.

Will he fear the worst? Absolutely. But will he have the biggest boner when he hears you moan his name and call him daddy? Oh fuck yeah. When he pushes that door open (the door that you may or may not have forgotten to lock) he'd just... He'd lose it.

You'd scramble to cover up only to give up cuz hey, he's seen what he's seen. There's no going back now. He'd inch closer to you with this hungry look in his eyes that makes your breath hitch and your pussy wet even more than it already was.

"being naughty, weren't you?" He'd whisper in your ear. Just enough to tease you. His lips ghosting over your skin. "I didn't know you had a daddy kink... Were you having fun with this stupid toy? Hm?" And then shove in the toy even further than it already was.

He would look you straight in the eye. Sure, he might act all tough and everything but damn is he probably dying on the inside to see you like that.

"s-sorry..." You'd mumble. "Sorry for what?" He'd whisper again. "F-for... C-calling you daddy... And... Doing... This..." He would let out a breathy chuckle and kiss your lips softly.

"No... Don't be sorry. I liked it when you moaned like that... Keep going..." You would look at him, dumbfounded? Sorta. Surprised? If you've known him long enough, absolutely not. We all know he's got a huge thing for begging, don't we? (Redirecting to "that would make me your... Da... Ddy...?" And "say please?" And many more)

This would mark the beginning of your lustful, pleasureful intimacy. He'd make you beg for more. He'd make you scream his name. And then he'd treat you like the princess that you are.

He'd call you a good girl. Tell you how fucking beautiful you are and how you're taking him in so well. He'll kiss you and mark you almost everywhere. He'd pin you down. Grab you by the hair and push you deeper when giving him a head. He'd look at you like you're a work of fucking art cuz you really are.

When you're done, he's gonna clean you up. Probably pound you in the shower as a 'one last round' and leave you gasping. Brain all mushy. No thoughts. Just fucks. Fucks from your daddy~

• Lee Minho 이민허

Will he eye fuck you from the door frame? Yes. Will he possibly sneak up on you like the cat he is? Also yes. Will he fuck you like a rabbit in heat? I mean come on, his skzoo is literally a bunny. Ofc he will!

He's gonna make you sit on his lap and make out with you until you can barely breathe while he squeezes your waist to hold you in place. Probably gonna make you grind against his lap too, who knows~

"couldn't wait for me a little more, yeah? Had to be such a slut and get started alone?" He'd growl as he eats you the fuck out.

I feel like he's the typa guy who would get pussy drunk as he eats you out. And once he's done, he's gonna expect a good fckn head.

Well, who are you to deny him that when he ate you so well, right?

Oh god why do I feel like he's gonna be degrading? I can imagine him going "oh you're such a fucking whore... Look at you riding me like that. You having fun, baby?" He'd look at you with intense eyes, lust oozing out of his gaze as he squeezes you tight.

"Who do you belong to? Go on. Tell me."

"y-you! I belong to you~!"

He'd smile, extremely satisfied by your answer. Probably gonna creampie you (only if you want him to) and call you names.

But in the end of the day, you're his bitch and the love of his life and you absolutely love it when he's rough.

Cuz, again, y'all hella freaky 😔

Hes gonna mark you up everywhere he can. Call you a good girl cuz you're being so good. He'll run his hand through your body. He's gonna take his time ravishing every part of you.

When all's done, he's gonna take his time cleaning you up. He's not one to express his feelings much, but he'd let out a few whispery "I love you"s every now and then and cuddle you to sleep.

Here's a minchan edit cuz why not :3

[cranesofibycus]

I’m also way behind on c3 and saw the big vax spoiler and it has really stunned and stumped me. Vax was my favorite character in c1 but I never felt cheated by his death. It had and still has so much meaning to me. I’m disappointed and frustrated over the whole thing. It’s what I’ve been quietly worried about since he became a part of c3. I was relieved by your post because I’ve largely seen a positive response from other viewers that had me wondering if this was just a me thing. I’m still planning on continuing with c3 and other cr content but I’m not really happy with where they took his story. I’m interested in their discussions about it in wrap up material but I don’t know if I’ll be satisfied with what they say. I know it’s ultimately their story and I won’t hold it against them but it’s definitely getting the side eye from me.

I'm fully with you on almost everything here, but I just gotta say that the "it's ultimately their story and I won't hold it against them" thing is not really my vibe anymore. I get why people say it- there’s a deference to creators that feels respectful - but streamed ttrpg stories aren’t private creative exercises. Once a story is shared, it belongs to the audience as much as the creator, and that means engaging with it critically is both valid and necessary.

That’s why I think it’s unhelpful to excuse questionable storytelling just because the creators had the right to make those choices (not that you're doing that, but I’ve seen a few who definitely are). CR thrives on emotional storytelling, but part of that is respecting the weight of past narrative choices. Vax’s ending in c1 worked because it had permanence - his sacrifice mattered. Undermining that, even with caveats, weakens not just his story but the stakes of CR as a whole. When death is something that can always be rewritten, it loses meaning. And that’s not just a nitpick - that’s a fundamental flaw in their approach to long-form storytelling.

Fandom spaces suffer when critique is treated as negativity. Expressing disappointment doesn’t mean rejecting a story outright - it means people care. And when a narrative choice weakens something powerful, it deserves interrogation, not blind acceptance. So yeah, I'm not gonna sugarcoat that how Vax's story was handled is, at best, counterproductive and, at worst, destructive to the integrity of the world they built. If we’re expected to take these stories seriously, then the creators have a responsibility to honor the emotional weight of their own storytelling. And if they don’t, we have every right to question why.

[averagewriter-inthedark]

Here Come the MIB 🕶️ | Loki | MIB x Marvel Headcanon

Marvel Masterlist | MIB Masterlist

note: One thing I wish the MCU would consider with all the characters they are adding is including the Men in Black! People forget MIB was a comic series and bought by Marvel. There are so many theories within the MIB x Marvel universe (like Agent Coulson being the son of Agent K) that it would be so cool to see 😭 also I might write a one-shot with this concept.

Y/I = Your first initial.

Being an Agent of MIB and dating Loki would look like:

The two of you becoming a thing was a one in a million chance--literally. You're not really supposed to have interpersonal relationships as part of the MIB but thanks to the exposure of aliens because Loki invaded New York in 2012, the MIB had to completely reconstruct their whole organization. Now instead of hiding humanity from life outside of Earth, you embrace it. And work closely with government agencies to stop intergalactic threats.

You still neuralyze of course as certain times come with certain measures, however, it's more for safety precautions--and if they really saw something they shouldn't have.

Obviously you and Loki were initially introduced during the mayhem of New York after he was apprehended by the Avengers. The MIB were called in to assist with damage control, and you being one of the top agents since joining ten years prior were ordered to lead the cleanup. That's when Loki caught sight of you, piqued with interest as he was first drawn to your crisp black suit & tie and the fact you were wearing sunglasses inside.

Many citizens were having a difficult time post-invasion, so--with their consent--you preformed the 'eye-exam' to wipe their memories. "Alright everyone, if you could please draw your attention to my little device here, you'll find all that you're looking for in this red light." Loki watched with absolute amazement as a bright flash filled the room and the people in front of you were overcome with a dazed expression. "Perfect, now you've been spared from remembering the worst of what took place this morning and I recommend you seek professional assistance as you navigate through this new reality of your life."

He was smitten to say the least and wanted to know more about you. Thankfully the Avengers and Asgard worked out a deal where he got to stay in New York under his brothers' supervision that Loki had the ability to pursue you.

He'll accompany you on patrols, decked in his own suit (all black) and will ask to be the one who nueralyzes. "Please, darling, you always get to do the flashy thingy." "Because it's my job, Loki. You don't have authorization." "Well then give me authorization."

Often your dates end with one of you being called by your respective superiors to deal with an issue. Whether it's in the middle of a romantic dinner or a night in cuddled on the couch duty eventually calls.

You guys steal each other's suits when you're in a rush to the point you can't tell whose blazer or tie you're wearing. One time you attended one of Tony's parties and realized you guys had mixed up some clothing. "Is that my belt?" "Is that my tie?"

When Loki first introduced you to his brother and teammates, they were confused by the fact you went by an initial rather than a name. "So wait, you don't go by anything other than Y/I? Why is that?" "Yup. Over at MIB we completely erase the identity of our agents--because we're supposed to be an anonymity." It took them awhile to get used to calling you Y/I but eventually it became second nature.

Loki is the only person who knows your full name--and your life before MIB. He doesn't call you by name in public for privacy reasons of course, and because you technically are breaking rules by telling him.

If you have long days at the office, Loki will come to MIB headquarters to bring you your favorite beverage and drop off dinner. It also gives him the excuse to see HQ as he was amazed by all that went into the once former secret agency. Well technically MIB is still a secret organization to the public, the government still kept them under the radar.

And at some point down the line after you two have celebrated a few years together and Loki no longer desires the hero/anti-hero life, he decides to join the MIB officially. Becoming your ultimate partner in life 🩶

[aboutkiyoomi]

004. love at first bite | craving onigiri

"are you sure you wanna go? i can cover it instead." suga asks as you stare at your phone intently, watching your emails roll in. you sigh strongly before shutting down the phone.

"no, i'll be fine." you smile weakly, your eyes tired.

the weeks after the breakup were grim but you didn't let that stop you. your NCLEX exam came and went, the feelings of bitter hurt covered up by hard work and the excess amount of shifts you picked up. suga sighed and rubbed your shoulder consolingly before smiling gently.

"well, i'll be at toshi's house when you get off. call me if you need anything yn." he speaks before grabbing his set of keys and heading to the doorway.

you got ready for work and anxiously pocket your phone. the worst of it had gone and now, you were in this period of stagnancy. days passed and blurred together, work was your only space to wish away the indifference and embrace the hope and excitement that awaited you.

as you walked into the store, a delicious and warm sent softly fills your senses. your mind was able to immediately pinpoint where and who was creating these mouth watering scents.

"hi 'samu" you muttered, pushing through the big doors, a small smile gracing your lips.

"y/n! did it come in? what are yer results?" he jumped, his stirring halted.

"not yet, i'm kinda scared to open it." you laugh nervously, placing ur things down and strapping your apron onto your waist.

"well, regardless of your results, i know you did great." his eyes meet yours and you're able to notice the small crinkle in the corners of his eyes. the beat interrupted by a sudden and awkward cough.

"i made you somethin' for when it does come out, regardless of result. sweets can be celebratory or used for eating feelings away. so, i hope this eases the anxiety." he mutters, pouring the soft glaze into a tub of whipped cream.

"samu' i appreciate it, genuinely." a true smile is able to present itself on your face, leaned against the counter window.

osamu waves off your thanks with a sheepish shrug, but you don’t miss the way his ears tinge red. you shake your head fondly before clocking in, letting the gentle lull of the kitchen's warmth settle your nerves. the anticipation still buzzes under your skin, but osamu’s quiet support softens the edge of it.

hours pass in a blur of taking orders, making obscure drinks and stealing glances at your phone whenever a beat presented itself. your stomach twists with every unopened email notification, but you tell yourself you’ll wait until the end of your shift. no distractions.

at least, that’s what you intend, until your break rolled around.

"y/n," osamu calls as he wipes his hands on a rag, nodding toward the break room. his eyes had been locked on the permanent furrow of your brow and incessant, anxious lip biting. "check it now. before ya drive yerself crazy." his smile is reassuring and polite.

you swallow, suddenly hyperaware of the weight of your phone in your pocket. with a deep breath, you slide it out and unlock it, fingers hovering over the unopened email. osamu watches from the doorway, arms crossed, his presence grounding you for some odd reason. your eyes glance at him, searching for some sort of reassurance. he smiles, nodding gently before mouthing the words, "you got this."

click.

your eyes scan the email once. then twice. then a third time, just to make sure your brain isn’t playing tricks on you.

PASS.

the word almost passed your eyes as you stared at the page. a strangled noise escapes your throat, equal parts disbelief and overwhelming relief. your body moves before your mind catches up, and suddenly, you’re gripping osamu’s wrist, shoving the phone toward him with wide eyes.

"i-i passed!" your voice cracks, and you don’t even care. "i actually passed!"

osamu barely gets a glance at the screen before you’re barreling into him, arms wrapping tight around his shoulders. he stumbles back a step, startled, before a breathy chuckle rumbles from his chest, face going unbelievably red.

"knew ya would," he murmurs, patting your back before hesitating, then wrapping both arms around you, squeezing just a little tighter.

the emotions bubbling in your chest spill over, laughter mixing with tears as you press your forehead against his shoulder. "god, i was so scared. this might just be the happiest day of my life." the tears flow freely, your smile relieved and genuine.

"i know," he says simply. "but ya did it. yer officially a nurse now." he smiles, pulling back nervously and attempting to hide the flush that is covering his entire face and neck.

"who knew hugging her would make me react like a 3rd grader with a stupid white day crush." he thought.

you pull back slightly, wiping at your eyes as a watery grin spreads across your face. "guess that means i get the celebratory sweets now, huh?"

osamu snorts, shaking his head as he steps toward the counter. "yeah, yeah. have at it, you can call all of your people to let them know as well. i'll cover the front for you." he smiles, handing you the phone and turning on his heels.

you laugh, eyes shining as you watch him carefully pipe a quick chocolate syrup message onto a plate of pastries. "congrats nurse y/n rn b.s.n" and for the first time in a long time, the heaviness in your chest finally starts to lift.

"hey samu'" you call out quickly, tears brimming in your eyes again. his head spins around, caught off-gaurd by the watery state of your eyes and the larger than life smile that covered your face.

"thank you. for everything." you smile before wiping your eyes and running into the break room excitedly, extremely excited to call your parents and then suga and possibly all of japan.

taglist (open): @wyrcan @nightlybakes @boogiemansbitch @peppersapro @wave2mia @applepi25

[wanderingblindly]

liq!! congratulations!!

how about a thank you kiss with landoscar?

<3

THANK YOU KEN!!! and i LOVE a chance to write something that's vague established relationship!!!! as i've been sick all week, i opted for a little sick fic -- i hope you like it!!! Celebratory prompt list here!

Bedside Manner

Lando pokes his head into the bedroom cautiously, as if the act itself could make a sound – let alone enough sound to wake Oscar up. It's endearing if not a little misguided, which seems to cover a lot of what living with Lando's like, if he's honest.

Oscar flashes a close-lipped smile, propped up against the headboard to help his breathing, a box of tissues within arm's reach.

"How're you feeling?" Lando whispers – again, as if Oscar's asleep – from the doorway. Unmoving.

"Bit better," Oscar lies, the truth immediately revealed by how scraggly his voice is – further revealed by the immediate coughing fit. Fuck, it's starting to hurt; his ribs smart like he'd broken them again, chest straining like he'd gone too hard at the gym.

He feels fucking miserable, he can hardly breathe through his nose, and every breath through his mouth makes his lungs sound like they're rattling.

Lando rushes in to the bedroom, mug and bowl in hand.

"Y'don't have to pretend, you know," Lando chastises him without any teeth, voice soft and warm; he places his offerings on the nightstand and perches on the edge of the bed, looking at Oscar with drawn brows and worried eyes. "You sound like shit, mate."

"Wow, thanks." Oscar deadpans, too tired to give anything more.

"Brought you some soup, it's –"

"Did you –?"

"From your favorite restaurant, of course." Lando finishes pointedly, as if he could sense Oscar's mild panic at the idea of him cooking. He reaches for the bowl, grabbing the spoon and stirring it a bit. "Open wide,"

"No." Oscar coughs again, phlegmy and disgusting. He wrinkles his nose at the feeling, the sound; he's sure that Lando would rather be anywhere else than sat by his side.

"Yes. Now, say 'ah'," He holds up the spoon with raised brows, expectant.

"Lando, really, I'm not a kid." Oscar tries to reach for the bowl, flopping his hands down dramatically when Lando moves it away.

"Wouldn't hurt to let yourself be pathetic sometimes."

Oscar reaches for the tissues, wiping at his nose, "Reckon I'm plenty pathetic right now,"

"Then let me help," Lando urges, adjusting to sit a little bit closer, holding out the spoon again. When Oscar doesn't move, Lando tilts his head a bit. "Please?"

God, he hates that it always works on him – Lando's kicked-puppy pleading thing. Maybe more importantly, he hates that he gives in just to see the way his eyes light up, pleased and preening.

So with a sigh, crackly and awful, he leans forward and wraps his lips around the spoon – nose too plugged to really taste much of it anyways.

"Happy?" Oscar asks after he swallows, fighting a smile as Lando sits up straighter with a satisfied hum.

"You make a good patient," He offers another spoonful, only growing more content as Oscar indulges him yet again – maintaining eye contact as he eats from his hand.

"How will I ever repay my nurse?" Oscar asks, tucking his face away to clear his throat.

Lando purses his lips, pretending to be pensive. He finally replies once Oscar settles back against the headboard, looking at him with a raised brow. "How about this?"

He leans in, cheek turned the side.

"You're gonna get sick."

"Lying about appreciating me, huh?"

Shaking his head in disbelief, skin a little warm at how Lando's smile crinkles his eyes, Oscar cranes his neck just enough to place a chaste kiss to his cheek – a silent, heartfelt thank you.

Maybe it's not the worst thing, letting Lando try to take care of him.

[icecoldbeauty]

Your friends sound wonderful, happy to hear you've got people like that around for you! I wish I'd been able to be that close to others at my age. I'm thankful to have the friends I do now of course, they all mean a lot to me- but sometimes I just wonder if I might've been happier if I'd had even just one or two friends myself back then- if then I could look back on my childhood with more fondness than I do… I enjoyed my gym challenge and my league days and all, but I try to avoid thinking about anything before then really, because it wasn't good. I usually feel worse after looking back upon those memories than I had beforehand. Maybe it could've been different, but… well, I'd like to think that I still turned out okay enough in the end, and I'm happy with the way I am and people I surround myself with now.

I actually do think becoming famous did a fair bit of good for me as a person, but my goodness that couldn't ever stop me from despising some of the things that come with it- all the reporters and interviewers asking the most ridiculous questions on earth and writing even more ridiculous things about me, people invading my personal space and privacy, getting recognized everywhere, treated like I'm better than everyone else just for existing- I don't miss things like that at all. (Frankly I think I'm too afraid of what it could possibly say to check my own Wikipedia page, and I've now made so much more information public and easily accessible that could be put on there… I do NOT want some of the silly things I've posted to be on an article about me, no thanks, not going to find out if they're there!)

Wait, you're the only one that lives there? I thought my little island of 20 people was abysmal before this, but 'only resident' would top that on list of worst living situations for sure. In general I just think it's nice that someone else actually wants to hear me, haha! Not too many people are really jonesing to listen to a middle-age lady talk about her youth and whatnot. I almost wish I'd had someone willing to listen to me go on about some of these things sooner honestly!

Really, I've already spent so much time regretting that I'd kept it to myself so long- but that was also because I'd already convinced myself it was over, that I'd messed up permanently and would never get to go back or try again… In truth, I think a lot of it was just… me being scared, as silly as it feels to say. But maybe you're right and I should just… at least try. At least let her know while I've still got time to… Perhaps writing to her will be in order after this sends. Ah, crazy to think all I really needed all this time was a chance to talk about it and get a little push! I was really badly stuck in my own head about it all and overthinking it for the longest time, wasn't I? Alas, I always have had an unfortunate penchant for such a thing- and don't oft have someone around to talk me down from it anymore.

I almost wonder if it'd be more efficient for other regions like Kanto to use a similar system… Especially things like a seasonal Gym circuit and this whole endorsement idea, it actually does seem rather smart. Goodness, I'd have loved not having a year-round system when I worked in the League… Loved my job, but doing it almost every day all year is exactly as exhausting as it likely sounds! Also what is with so many world-ending plots happening during League battles?! The fact I've heard more than one instance of this now is insane and honestly almost comical. Are all the criminals plotting specifically to ruin some 12 year olds championship battles for some reason? How else does this happen more than once like that? Also, why are there so many criminals trying to destroy the world to begin with, I swear I've heard of this in every region by now- I'm starting to think that someone trying to commit atrocities and getting stopped by actual children IS a normal Saturday with how many times I've heard it! Insane it is, I'm glad the Indigo league didn't have too many incidents that level of crazy after Giovanni.

Oh yeah wait you're too old to know what inkay games is my bad

Oh, please, I’m only twenty-three.

[ he’s not old. don’t make that mistake again. ]

—💎

[starcurtain]

Just caught up with Natlan's archon quest and lord help me, I have a burning need to see Alhaitham and Ororon interact.

I truly feel that they would vibe perfectly. Not in a ship way, but like, in the way of Kaveh quietly wailing: "For archons' sake, he's brought another tacky thing into the house. Traveler, please do something; they've been staring eye to eye over the coffee table for like an hour now but haven't said a single word. I don't know what to do. Send help."

[gxlden-angels]

Shoutout to my therapist for now ending sessions with "We out here sinning! We out here suffering!" as a weirdly hopeful affirmation for me

[robinsnest2111]

maybe one day when I can get a hold of a therapist with expertise that fits my particular issues, I can finally address the crippling feelings of jealousy and worthlessness whenever people who's kindness I treasure deeply are nice to others 🤔

[sschmendrick]

ok i've been meaning to send this ask all day but never caught the time. I see so much haikyuu on your blog lately! Tell me more! (funny thing is we are doing a rewatch at home too!) tell me your story and EVERYTHING you want. And also!!!! i can see you shipping hinata and kenma?

OK ok, strap yourself in because I cannot guarantee that this will make any sense. But I’ll do my best.

To be off to a great start, I do not remember how I got into Haikyuu. One day it wasn’t and the next it was. From pictures I have I can say that I was into Haikyuu in my last year of middle school (so 2015-2016). By then I already had mangas but I’m pretty sure I was first attracted to it by the anime so I’d already seen the first season (and maybe the second too) and I had started buying the mangas.

(I shall put a read more here cause this post is LONG, beware!!)

Pictured below is one of my productions during my mandatory stage de troisième. I was in a graphic design agency and I was shy so I’d eat real fast at lunch time and use the rest of the time drawing and my supervisor saw me one day and offered to give me an exercise around it that would make me both enjoy what I was doing and also understand more stuff about graphic design. He was awesome. He really went with all my little cringe interests and encouraged me. The exercise he gave me was to create a cover for Haikyuu. I had a lot of fun with the lettering, understanding the dimensions and everything. He then made me create a brand, understanding why brands are called what they are, making my own logo, and then I worked on one of their (maybe) projects.

(top is the cover I did, the second one is what I was working on when he gave me the assignment, last on is me being crazy and drawing yaoi in a room full of adults at 14 and them going good job, you wanna keep drawing ?)

Yes I already had a favourite character but it will become more apparent soon. I got really into volleyball because Haikyuu made it look so cool. I was never a sports guy so it was really hard to want to have fun while being so bad with endurance and athleticism. All I had to my name was my flexibility because of dancing for years. Once again I think I was very lucky with the people I met. My PE teacher was really nice and could have just let me skip the class but he didn’t. Wait no, this needs more context. I didn’t have many friends in middle school. I spent the first year with nobody. The second year someone approached me and more or less dragged me in the world of people and friends (once again, I met an amazing person that was just selflessly nice to me). She got me speaking to people and I met my friends through her. My best friend from elementary had abandoned me in a matter of days after we started middle school so I felt very awkward in all situations. Anyway, I had a few people I hung out with but that was about it. I wasn’t exactly the bestest of friends with them but they accepted me even if I was awkward and didn’t talk much. They all knew each other for a while and were much closer (and popular), so when PE would come around I didn’t have anyone to pair up with. SO, my teacher instead of turning a blind eye offered to help me with the volley practice (this was in quatrième (before last year of middle school) if I remember right ? but it must not have been before I learned about haikyuu). He took the time to make me practice everything and explain everything and honestly I think that helped a lot with my general technique cause otherwise there’s a lot I would not have understood or just learned wrong and would have to readjust when I got to high school.

Back to last year of middle school. My mind has been overtaken by Haikyuu cause it’s brilliant. I dabble in cosplay and I have no money I can use to buy an aliexpress one (yes the dreaded website but we would go there at the time haha) but I want to cosplay Haikyuu. Lucky me, I have found a group of cosplayer on Paris for the next Paris Manga that’s doing Haikyuu ! I was so pumped up. And they didn’t have my character but they did have his partner so we were all excited about it :) My parents were not very thrilled about it all because I was still just 14 and they were mostly adults but my mom still helped me make my own jersey! I still have it but I’m 100% sure it doesn’t fit anymore :’) Here is me starting to fall for the sport and the cosplay progress pictures I still have

(still so proud of it, I did everything by hand !! and last pic is me with a volley ball cause I was a little deranged already)

Yes I was Akaashi, I loved that character. Acting all polite but an overthinker much with a dash of mischievous and admiration for the people around him. Also nothing grand about him like so many of the characters, but he could still hold up with them. I think I have somewhere on my computer a picture of our group but first I don’t know where it is and second you can only see my face on it so I have no picture of my finished cosplay haha. The con was amazing, I had so much fun with these people, we started hanging out a little more often and going to all the anime cons around Paris as a group and we did more group cosplays. I loved it. However at this con I lost my phone and it was in February so when I needed my dad to come pick me up I had to wait for 45 minutes in short shorts and a thin jersey :’)

After that I kept enjoying Haikyuu as one does, and high school started. Oh high school, a lot happened there. First thing I did was being reborn ! And even though it wasn’t much and only social it helped me be a little more free already. Free enough to allow myself to pursue a certain sport I was looking forward to. Yeah I got the volleyball bug. I was so happy my high school had a volleyball “club” and the first day of it we were only two. It was me and another guy, even smaller than me, who had also loved Haikyuu but we didn’t talk much about it. He was just as fired up about it as I was and we really pushed each other to become better. I don’t know what he’s become now but I hope he kept playing volleyball.

Anyway we were off to a great start with…two players. But still our coach/PE teacher was kind enough to teach us. We managed to have a few more people to come now and then but it was rough the first year. In my three years (well two but that’ll come later) we never had 6 “full time” people in the club so any kind of competition, even to get completely massacred by the other teams, was out of the question sadly. We would play on a concrete court ! It was REALLY rough haha ! But these courts were situated in a sort of closed courtyard space that was surrounded by school buildings and on the top floor were the Prepa classes (preparatory classes to get in higher education schools like engineering private schools for anyone not French reading this). Unlike the rest of my classmates, they liked playing volleyball. They were soooo tall compared to us but they would play with us and teach us some stuff and they were really good compared to us. Thanks to them we got the actual practice we needed cause you can’t learn enough by just playing 3x3 or worse 2x2 with people who can barely keep the ball in play (I was one of these people, I get to trash talk past me).

In my first year of high school I was taking riding lessons at the military school since we wouldn’t be able to go to our family’s house village with the more apparent divorce and moving out and other difficulties. It was an experience and I don’t regret doing it but it wasn’t a great place. I stopped the next year. And then…then I have memory problems. I cannot remember if it was during my second or last year of high school that I did it, but I would say it was during my second year of high school, that I entered an outside volleyball club. It was a Sunday lesson, it was all adults and it was for beginners. We would mostly do matches but sometimes they would focus on serves or hitting (I only remember one lesson about it though lol). It was super cool, I got to play volleyball on the Wednesday with my school club, whenever at lunch break when the Prepa were playing, and the Sundays at my outside club. By then, I don’t think I was reading or watching much of Haikyuu. I think I might have gotten my adhd ass hooked on something else while waiting for the next season and I had fallen in love with volleyball for the playing not just Haikyuu by then. Also something that I’m working on (and I’ve noticed it has gotten better already) is that I have a hard time appreciating watching people do something I love (usually a sport) as much as I appreciate doing the sport. For example, I never enjoyed watching any horse jumping competition even though I love doing it. I think it might come from the fact that I am bad at the things I love and therefore cannot truly appreciate what’s going on. As of right now I watch volleyball matches and rallies and really enjoy it.

Last year of high school rolls around the corner and…our PE teacher/coach tells us that they are closing the club down cause we aren’t enough and she would rather not run from our practice to the badminton’s practice (that she also coaches) and only work with the badminton’s club. After all they had the regional and potential national champions there meanwhile we had no hope of ever participating in a competition. And I had learned at my last lesson at my outside club that since we weren’t enough coming to the practice they would close down their beginner lesson. It was a bit of a shock to go from two practice per week to none at all. I missed volleyball. I accepted to participate at the badminton’s practices (cause it’s also a sport I like but at leisure, not on a competitive level, and less than volleyball) but it was just to keep me doing something. What happened though is I got to choose which sports I wanted for my BAC (high school diploma) since I was in a club the year prior and I chose the one with volleyball and I aced that. I only resented the top players of our group a little cause it wasn’t their sport at all but since they were pretty athletic and good at sports in general they had no problem being good at it when it took me sooooo long :’) yes I am petty.

Then I don’t know what the heck happened. Well yes I know but I don’t know why when I arrived in Montreal in my school I didn’t try to get into the volleyball club. Anyway, I didn’t play for a whiiiiile, years ! And the only reason I did again was because my best friend’s parents ( @nyaoi-warrior ) invited me to play with them and their friends when I visited. I was bad at communicating when I was playing in France (I often forget to say “j’ai”) but this was in Czech Rep, and we couldn’t communicate in English. It was HARD but I had so much fun !! My team lost all of the sets but it was so cool :D

Recently I was looking for something in my old stuff in the basement of the building. I didn’t find it but what I did find were my old Haikyuu manga. And oh god the flame it awoken in me. So anyway here is me a few weeks later with a volley ball in my hands, I’ve found a place I can sneak in just for the end of the year and I’ve been looking at clubs I can enter (and hopefully get better and then do some competition).

Now more about Haikyuu. What an amazing sports manga/anime it is. Of course, with the protagonist being a spiker most people when they start volleyball because of Haikyuu want to spike. I was lucky enough to be in the tall half of my year in high school but now I am tiny compared to most volleyball players. And a thing I love in volleyball I quickly discovered is diving for the ball. I’d be running far back or on the side, sliding until my knees burn to keep that ball in play. I thank Haikyuu for giving each role a time in the spotlight in almost every game they play, cause with what we learned in my school club or outside club I would never have heard of the libero. Ofc when you play for leisure having a libero is a bit meh but now I know that if I ever want to play competitive this is the role I should gun for (or maybe setter but I’m still pretty small so idk).

I just finished watching the season 4 recently and I’m on my way to catch up, and then finish with the scans (and then buying the mangas too). I got spoiled about what happens at the nationals after season 4 and what happens after, the time skip etc but just in the grand lines and I’m fine with that. I don’t think that it takes away from it too much. And (IF YOU DON’T WANT TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS AFTER/DURING TIME SKIP DON’T READ BUT ALSO WE WON’T HAVE A FULL TIME SKIP ANIMATED SO IF YOU’RE JUST WATCHING THE ANIME I’D SAY MIGHT AS WELL READ IT BUT ALSO IT’S EVERYWHERE SO YOU MIGHT KNOW IT ALREADY) I freaking love Hinata in Brazil. It’s very funny to me too cause here is this little dude who got me into volleyball, with whom I had an anime-level betrayal and tragedy with my clubs, and now I’m learning Portuguese because of my Brazilian friends and I wanna go to Brazil and HE WENT TOO ?? That was hilarious to me. Maybe I should look into beach volleyball hehehe.

About the ships; I started with the “basic” ones, the most obvious ones that come from the strong bonds and non-stop interactions and how they are shown as more or less pairs by the manga/anime (so kagehina, asanoya, daisuga, bokuaka, etc etc etc) but I am a multi shipper now. I don’t know I have a much more relaxed approach to shipping now, especially for big casts where there isn’t clear cut villains, same with one piece. They all have great relationships with everyone around them and I like many of them. And yeah I stumbled upon kenhina recently and I really like their dynamic. I love kagehina just as much, and also the hilarious way Hinata seems to fascinate all setters. I have seen some really funny tsukkihina fanarts too. I’ve put a lot of stuff in my queue so you got some yakunoya coming soon as well haha. Also from what I’ve heard (haven’t got to see it yet) (yes the premiere was Sunday and it’s only out today) that the movie has big kenhina energy so I’m here for it.

This little red-head guy just makes me so happy. I’m so glad I got to discover one of, if not my favourite sport out there (and that says a lot coming from a horsegirl) and I want to keep it in my life. I’m asking around for clubs and selections and I hope I am accepted. And I’ll be celebrating my birthday watching Olympic volleyball matches :D

OH ! Another thing. During my intensive studying period for my current school’s diploma, I was with friends and before we started studying each morning we would put on music or some kind of stuff, and we put anime opening blind tests and one of them had the first Haikyuu opening (which is still my favourite cause yk…it’s the one that started it all) and I was hit with a wall of memories…yeah :’)

I think that’s all I might have forgotten a few things, I don’t know at this point.

I can’t believe you got me writing more about volleyball, in English, in 2 hrs than I’ve written for my THESIS in a WEEK. This is 5 word pages WITHOUT THE PICTURES.

[missrosegold]

Looks like I just lost another close friend to guy who isn't worth a pile of dog shit. 😊

[offbookkeeping]

What's the origin of your blog title?

In the beginning of ep 271 of Off Book, Kisses to my Critics with Tim Murray, they chitchat for a minute about tour dates and live shoes and stuff and then they do a weird almost Swedish Accent and Jess goes "okay is there any other off book...keeping?" and Zach goes "I think that was the Offbookkeeping" and when I made this blog I was like oh that's such a good name. And now that's my name

OTP(s) Shipname:

I never know ship names so I'm just going to list ships. Donna and Laura from Twin Peaks, Marina and Zelda from The Magicians, Dee and The Waitress from IASIP, Mac and Dennis from IASIP, Nadja and The Guide from WWDITS, Quention and Elliot from The Magicians, Magenta and Columbia from Rocky Horror, all the jkeu couples lol, Patti Lupone x ME!!! MEEEE!!

Favourite colour:

Green (it's a sign that that question is green)

Favourite game:

I don't really play games but I played Portal once that was fun

Song stuck in your head:

Angel - Fleetwood Mac

Weirdest habit/trait?

I have to always have my hair off my neck when I'm not at school or out and about. Unless I have guests over or I need to look good my hair is in a claw clip. I sleep in a claw clip. It makes my hair curly though that's a plus

Hobbies:

Listen to & collecting music, reading, keeping a diary, blues fusion dance, organizing, watching movies, photography, writing letters

If you work, what's your profession?

Im unemployed atm but Im going to be a librarian someday

If you could have any job you wish, what would it be?

Actor. Or late night talk show host. Or archivist

Something you're good at:

Photography and gift giving. Not to aound vain but like I'm REALLY good at gift giving

Something you're bad at:

Math, cleaning, drinking a healthy amount of caffeine

Something you love:

My dog Olive

Something you could talk about for hours off the cuff:

How everything in comedy is entwined, jazz history, which muppets are my favorite, Bobs Burgers, actresses I like, just music in general, my family history, catholic saints, drag queens, Little Edie Beale

Something you hate:

the word slurry, bananas, chalkboards

Something you collect:

Vinyls, cds, teeth, deer themed stuff, leather jackets, stevie nicks merch, rosaries, Joan Didion book, art of myself

Something you forget:

What day it is! Constantly! Also what I look like

What's your love language?

Tense sapphic staring, and gifts. Also casual intimacy and like touch kind of. Like I will give a sensible kiss on the cheek and a lingering hand on a shoulder or something but that's it

Favourite movie/show:

atm my favorite movies are Clue, Grey Gardens, WWDITS, and The Royal Tenenbaums. My favorite shows are PIBE, Arrested Development, It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia, Bobs Burgers, and American Horror Story: Coven

Favorite food:

Ravioli

Favorite Animal:

Deer

What were you like as a child?

Annoyingly nerdy and ugly and precocious. Adults liked me and I NEEDED their approval

Favourite subject at school?

when I was a kid, english. Now, history

Least favourite subject:

Math and science

What's your best character trait?

I'm very thoughtful and an excellent conversationalist

What's your worst character trait?

Extremely forgetful and short tempered

If you could change any detail of your life right now, what would it be?

Ngl I'd have a different face but that's depressing

If you could travel in time, who would you like to meet?

Well... she's alive but Patti Lupone or Stevie Nicks. Otherwise, Leonard Cohen

Anyone who wants to join can! I'm too tired to go and see who hasn't been tagged

Get to know your mutuals!!!

cheers @stevie-marigold for tagging me!

What's the origin of your blog title?

doccy who! plus me mum always used to say i have telescopic arms. personally i think they're a normal length

OTP(s) Shipname:

johnlock, i will forever be a johnlocker no matter which version of those freaks we're talking about

Favourite colour:

orange <3

Favourite game:

factorio! i greatly enjoy the spagetti of it

Song stuck in your head:

antmusic by adam and the ants

Weirdest habit/trait?

darling everything i do is deeply weird, couldn't do something normal if i tried

Hobbies:

writing, reading, nuisance making, music enjoying, getting in the way, and various wool-related crafts

If you work, what's your profession?

im the imp who sits in your camera and paints the pictures for you (im out of blue btw)

If you could have any job you wish, what would it be?

id invent hexopostcards, which are hexagonal postcards and only have pictures of six sided things on. if a thing has more than six sides than you've got to have the seventh+ side(s) off the edge of the postcard. if it has less than six you have to draw where the rest of the sides could feasibly be. then id retire

Something you're good at:

answering questions truthfully

Something you're bad at:

eating dog food

Something you love:

doing jigsaws

Something you could talk about for hours off the cuff:

doccy who. i just do that anyway

Something you hate:

jigsaws that have too much sky so its all just blue (doesn't include my starry night puzzle)

Something you collect:

vinyls, posters, things ill use someday, names, ideas of things to write

Something you forget:

my best friends birthday. i have it written down and i still forget consistently

What's your love language?

circular gallifreyan

Favourite movie/show:

oh theres so many. doccy who and torchwood, sherlock, merlin (im really from a specific time going by those answers) loads of films too but, to say an obscure one to make me sound cool, mcfarland usa

Favourite food:

the souls of the damned. failing that pasta

Favourite animal:

@zelda-wheelz

What were you like as a child?

weird nervous about everything and a nerd

Favourite subject at school?

maths! don't ask me to remember a single thing from my alevels though

Least favourite subject:

drama. hated acting in front of all those eyes

What's your best character trait?

i like to think im quite nice

What's your worst character trait?

asking @zelda-wheelz the answers for half these questions

If you could change any detail of your life right now, what would it be?

id move

If you could travel in time, who would you like to meet?

george michael, so long as i can bring my mum

tagging: @captainfairygodmother @b1uetrees @by-gray

[essektheylyss]

Okay not to get serious but it's so hard writing original fiction in the year of our Lord 2023 because it's really like. I could write this seven different ways but only one might sell. I do not know which one. I do not know if I could live with myself if I chose that one and discarded the rest. I do not know who might like the safer option versus the experimental one. I'm banking a good several years of work on whatever decision I pick.

No fucking wonder it's so much easier to write fic where no matter what, SOMEBODY will read it and it won't feel like an utterly sisyphean task.

[loderlied]

posting on here is like my sisyphean boulder i'm constantly rolling tbh

[sherlock-is-ace]

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