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☕️ + wiping out while surfing
Uuuuuggghhhhh!
*sigh* Dude. You have no idea. Like seriously, it’s intense.
Sometimes I think it’s safer flying through the air than it is to actually surf! Shredding waves is much more dangerous than people realize. I should know. Not only do I try surfing, but my job is Beach. I know these things.
Send me a ☕️ and a topic to rant about
#mojo dojo casa mailbox#anons in the mailbox#play mode activated#☕️rant sessions#surfing#beach#🏝️#shredding waves is dangerous#barbie 2023#barbie movie#i’m just ken#can you feel the kenergy#ken#ryan gosling
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Zane Rants - Jay's Prank
Today, during our training session, Jay thought it would be amusing to replace my tea with motor oil. While I appreciate his attempt at humor, the taste left much to be desired. Note to self: remind Jay that my fuel preferences are not up for experimentation. 🤖☕️
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┊꒰🕰꒱ [ 𝐓𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞 ] "My Whole World"
┊꒰📦꒱ [ 𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ] Moving on from you was harder than he thought.
┊꒰☕️꒱ [ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫/𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ] Semi Eita x Gender Neutral! Reader
┊꒰📔꒱ [ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ] Angst, Mentions of alcohol, Implied-ONS
┊꒰🌟꒱ [ 𝐕𝐢’𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 ] The only thing I know how to write is angst. Also my entry for @rintarhoes 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐁. Check the list for more amazingly angsty writings!
Sitting in the kitchen by himself, Semi sipped on his cup of coffee. He was never really a coffee person until he was with you. When you were together, you noticed that the tea wasn’t helping him with the late-night paperwork. So you got him into drinking coffee.
He’d gotten over one-night stands, talking phases, and his last ex. It was someone else he couldn’t move on from; you. The memories of you were just too strong.
•✦.✧.☾.✧.✦•
Semi walked into his office and sat down in his chair. He looked to his right and saw an empty cubicle. It was empty of picture frames and knick-knacks that always offered some sort of distraction. Most importantly, it was empty of you. He tried so hard to move on. At first, it was easy, but now it wasn’t. He was relapsing and everything reminded him of you.
He sighed, staring at the paperwork in front of him. Just because you resigned to start your bookshop cafe, didn’t mean the world would stop. It felt like it though. He glanced at your desk again, thinking about some of the moments you both shared.
Semi was finalizing some reports on his desk as you entered his office. After shutting the door, you walked over to the seat across his desk. You groaned as you sunk on the seat- He knew that you were going to rant. "Well hello to you too, angel," He teased, noticing your distress. "What have you been up to?"
You adjusted yourself in the seat, now sitting upright, “The usual.”
He sighed, leaning forward in his seat, now giving you his undivided attention, "It happened, didn't it?"
You hummed in agreement, then proceeded to tell the story of how you tried to prevent your friend from hanging out with their ex. “And you know what they did? They went over to his place, and fucked! Just when they told me that they weren’t going to hang out with him anymore. I swear if I ever see that toxic ex of theirs in person, it’s on sight. Eita, what do you think?"
Semi stood and walked over to your side of the desk, leaning against the edge. He looked at you, seeing the dejected look on your face. “I think I’ve seen this look before.”
You looked up at him, confused. “What?”
He chuckled, “Yes. That friend of yours is important to you and you care about them. I understand, I have a younger sister so I’m used to hearing all about boy trouble.”
You crossed your arms over your chest. “Well… What would you do?”
He cleared his throat. “You have to accept that it’s how they are. And by the number of stories you tell me about them, I think they’re just about done with that ex. Just give it time. I’m sure they know what they’re doing.”
You huffed, “You know what? I’m done. I’m so done with them. If they want to keep running back to that… that manipulative asshole then so be it. Next time they cry about him, I’m just going to say “I told you so”. And-” Semi gave you a skeptical look. You stopped mid-rant, “Why are you looking at me like that? What? Why don’t you believe me?”
He rolled his eyes playfully, “Because you’re still angry. You can never finish with anyone while they can still make you angry”
You thought for a moment before standing up, “You’re right.”
He held out his arms. “Of course I’m right. Now, no ranting session of yours is complete without a hug.”
You smiled before giving in to his offer. “I worry about them. And sometimes they send me screenshots of their conversations and I just feel so angry! Not at them, but at their ex..”
He chuckled. “I know you do. You’re a great friend to them.”
She giggled, hugging him a bit tighter. “Thank you, Eita.”
•✦.✧.☾.✧.✦•
As he walked to his apartment, the nagging of his peers for him to move on echoed in the back of his mind.
“Semi, you need to move on…”
“There are more important things to worry about besides them.”
“Just go out with someone else if you want to love someone so bad. It may not be them, but at least you’re channeling your energy towards something else.”
“I know you two broke up, but this is getting ridiculous.”
“Maybe they moved on and started fucking that old teammate of yours. Not to bring up old memories, but didn’t you get replaced by him in your second year-”
That’s when he stopped to punch the light pole next to him. He refused to believe the slander and the rumors. He knew that you were a strong, independent person who didn’t need a man to complete you. He just wished he could stand by your side again and play music for you again.
•✦.✧.☾.✧.✦•
Semi had requested a week off. Something you did whenever you were stressed. A mental health week as your friend called it. That week was dedicated to trying to get over you. Keyword, try.
•✦.✧.☾.✧.✦•
Monday night, he found himself at the local café where you and he first met in your first year of high school.
You were just sipping your favourite drink, half-listening to the guy that was sitting next to you, rambling his head off. From what you could pick up, he was flaunting his father’s money and his status. That he went to the “best school” in the prefecture.
You stood up from your seat, making an excuse to leave the uncomfortable situation. You stepped back, bumping into something- or rather, someone. The guy, who couldn’t get the hint that you weren’t interested, looked behind you and gasped. “You’re him. Semi Eita, that- that setter guy from Shiratorizawa.”
Semi rolled his eyes. “So what? What does the school I go to have to do with anything? Unlike you, I don’t have to, nor want to, flaunt my money or status. Now piss off. They clearly aren’t interested.”
“Whatever.” He said before walking briskly away from you and Semi.
You let out a sigh of relief, relaxing your shoulders. “Thank you… Semi, was it?”
Semi nodded in agreement. “It’s no problem… Guys like that always piss me off.” He trailed off, running his hand through his hair.
You turned to face him. He noticed that you were staring for quite a while. Then again, he was staring too.
“Uh… Like what you see?” Semi joked.
You blushed. “I-I didn’t mean to stare…” A small pause before you bowed. “I’m (L/N) (Y/N).”
He bowed back. “Semi Eita. Nice to meet you.”
•✦.✧.☾.✧.✦•
Tuesday night he found himself walking the empty road back to his place, remembering of the times you fought.
Just because you seemed like the perfect couple, didn’t mean you always were. Like every couple, you had your fights, but both of you were mature enough to talk about it and resolve the problem.
“I’m just concerned about why you hang around Oikawa so much.” Semi snapped.
“He’s been my best friend since middle school! Not to mention I’m their team manager, and he has a tendency to overwork himself. Someone has to tell him to go home!” She argued.
“I’m aware of that, but have you seen the way he looks at you? Look, what I’m trying to say here is that I don’t trust him alone with you!”
“Oikawa just has a certain… personality around a lot of people. Eita, we’re just friends.”
“(Y/N), love-”
You walked towards the door and put on her coat. “Eita… We’re both stressed right now. Let’s step outside, walk around the neighborhood, and take some time to clear our heads. Afterward, we can come back inside and talk about this calmly. Can we do that, dear?”
He sighed. Was he always this tense? He walked over to you and put on his coat. “Yes. And I’m sorry I yelled…”
You kissed his cheek. “I accept your apology.”
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Wednesday night, he found himself walking alone in the park where you both would walk through after eating dinner together. A breeze passed by and he shivered. He started to remove his coat only to stop halfway. He looked to his right and saw no one there. Sighing, he put back on his coat before continuing the walk.
You were rambling like no tomorrow about a topic that Semi never really knew about, but he made sure to mentally take notes about it. If it was something you cared about, he’d do research and brush up on his knowledge about it so he could understand what you were talking about.
Semi chuckled. “You sound like my sister. She’s into all that stuff.”
You hummed, “I’d like to meet your sister sometime…”
“I’ll set up a date for all of us to have tea when summer break comes along.”
“C-Can’t wait!” You stuttered, rubbing your upper arms for warmth.
He noticed this and quickly removed his coat, draping it over your shoulders, “Sorry. It’s my fault you’re cold.”
You held the lapels of his coat, “But now you’ll get cold!”
“Eh,” He shrugged. “But now you’re warm so that’s all that matters.” He gave her a playful wink.
•✦.✧.☾.✧.✦•
Thursday night, he laid in his bed. It was weird, laying down and staring at the ceiling in silence. He was used to using music to tune out intrusive thoughts. He knew that he should face the world- that he should be strong. Though, he'd rather stay home tonight because he was done with the same old song.
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Friday night, he found himself at the bar. He had a couple of drinks and started talking with this girl- telling his broken-hearted story. That night he shared his bed with someone else because he felt lonely.
“Eita…” She trailed off. “If anything, good on them for moving on, but they’re missing out on a great guy.” She gave him a small smile.
He looked at her and smiled back. Her smile was so similar to yours. “Want to come over to my place?” He asked softly.
•✦.✧.☾.✧.✦•
Saturday morning, he woke up with someone else in his arms. It took him a minute to remember what happened last night. Semi slowly made his way over to his closet. He put on his casual morning clothes and went to the kitchen to make himself a cup of coffee.
The smell of freshly made coffee filled the room. After pouring himself a cup, he walked out to the balcony. He leaned onto the railing and watched as the sun came up from the horizon. ‘You would’ve loved this view…’ He thought. So much for using that week to get over you, right?
Semi took a sip and swallowed. The feeling of caffeine running through his system was finally waking him up. He looked at his coffee then sighed, “How could I share my world with someone new when my whole world has always been you?”
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#cafe order#butmyfeelings.collab#semi eita x reader#semi x reader#mv. are the really my favourite if I don't hurt them?
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Strong feelings about hot chocolate flavors (good OR bad!)
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Are you ☕️👍🏻anon who decided to change things up or are you a different anon? I’m guessing you’re the same anon…or maybe you’re different because you didn’t ask about coffee 👀
Listen! My dude! You’re gonna get both because why do “or” when you can do “and”?
Okay look, I wanted to like candy cane hot chocolate. I really did. Lots of my friends like it, and they’re like “it’s so the holiday flavor” and I tried it and it’s so not my holiday flavor. Normally, mint and chocolate don’t bother me. Is that my go-to? Heck no, but I’m not gonna turn my nose up to it. But ew, this was not good hot chocolate. Like not at all.
But a good flavor of hot chocolate that I think is like unfairly overlooked which is maybe one reason why I like it is mixing a little bit of cinnamon with my hot chocolate. It’s sooooooo good! Like this is a flavor most people sleep on, but I swear, dude, it’s no different if you dunk a churro in chocolate! You’ve got the cinnamon and the sugar and the chocolate! It’s good! What more could ya want? Cover the top with marshmallows and whipped cream and you’re all set!
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#mojo dojo casa mailbox#👍🏻☕️anon#play mode activated#☕️rant sessions#hot chocolate#hot cocoa#hot cocoa flavors#i have *all* the headcanons#hot chocolate flavors#barbie 2023#barbie movie#can you feel the kenergy#i’m just ken#ken#ryan gosling
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