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ideal Halloween scenario: we fill up the trick or treat bowl, nobody comes, you feed me all the chocolate (in costumes of course)
#I love trashy chocolate lol#Literally American crap I need lots#The worst part is unwrapping it#That can be your job?#me#gaining weight on purpose#feeding kink#glorify obesity#fatty getting fatter#feedee feeder#gaining weight
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Little Chaos MDNI
Joost Klein x AFAB Reader
WARNING: this is RPF! this is SMUT! if that is not something you want to see kindly move on and we won't bother each other, okay? xxx
a/n: phew it's been a while! i took a mini break bc i began to get a lil overwhelmed lol. i promise more is coming <33
CONTENT WARNINGS: uuhhh piv sex, alcohol consumption, Joost and Reader being sweet
Pick me up, take me home, turn me off, turn me on, I'm your friend, I'm your girl, I'm your little chaos
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The night was beginning to wane as all of your friends began to tire out and head home. The restaurant where you had dinner was still quite full–there was a loud table on the other side of the room that must’ve been a birthday dinner or something, the group of at least 20 showed no signs of slowing down.
Only slim pickings of your friends left, the last hang-er-ons. You fiddled with the dessert spoon that sat on the chocolate-covered plate in front of you as Alanis was telling the group a story of a party gone wrong when she was a teenager.
You watched Joost sitting across the table. You spied the long, slow blinks he was trying to fight off as he listened. Flashes in your mind of nights before; his mouth on yours, sweaty skin chafing against each other, the stillness of the afterglow as you both came down from your highs.
It was somewhat of a routine for the both of you. Just a way to release some tension.
You wouldn’t call it a proper relationship, but it was definitely more than friendship. You’d told each other everything, every story from when you were growing up, every dream, every craving for food at 3 on a Sunday morning.
You loved when he would laugh at your stupid puns, and he loved laughing at them. He loved when you would sleep at his place and get two glasses of water from the kitchen in the middle of the night, and you loved when he’d make you toast in the morning.
It was something far more than anything you’d see in the movies or read in those trashy romance novels. It was just…you and Joost.
Joost’s eye caught yours, just for a second before he looked away, turning his attention back to Alanis. You could see a smirk pull at the corner of his mouth, he was desperately failing at suppressing it.
That was the only sign you needed that tonight would be another one of those nights where you’d tell all your friends that Joost was just helping you get back home safe–you only lived a few streets away from each other and he was always a standup guy–when in reality you’d be dragged into his bed with the softest sheets and you’d fuck until the sun was nearly rising.
It wasn’t that you were trying to keep it a secret, everyone else just wouldn’t understand. If anyone else knew there’d be…an expectation that the two of you would have to fill. And you were never one for conformity.
Slowly, the bill was settled and you all shuffled out of the restaurant and into the street. Your routine had become so regular that it wasn’t even mentioned when you and Joost said goodbye to the group and walked away together, that was just what you always did.
Once you’d turned a corner and knew you were out of sight, you slowly slid your hand into Joost’s. His palm was warm and his fingertips were soft, like always. He gave your hand a quick squeeze, before pulling you closer to him.
“I like this dress,” he said, eyes scanning your body for what must’ve been at least the sixth time that night.
You pulled one side of your coat back with your free hand, showing off more of the short, navy dress that clung to your body. “Yeah? I wasn’t too sure about it at first–” You couldn’t help the grin that spread on your face. “–But I’m glad someone likes it.”
He let out a small chuckle into the night air. “It’s very good, Schatje.”
The rest of the walk to Joost’s apartment was mostly silent, apart from the occasional appraising of your meal that evening.
Once you’d made it inside, you took off your coat and your shoes like you normally did, and made your way to the bathroom. After the third or fourth time of these visits, you’d gotten some cheap makeup wipes to keep in Joost’s cupboard, just to make things easier for you.
As you wiped away the mascara and concealer, Joost called out from the kitchen.
“Do you want some wine? It’s the rose from last week that no one drank…but it’s all I have.”
You smiled, recalling the memory of the small house party Joost had to celebrate the release of the new single. He’d practically bought out every liquor store in the area, and the only thing left at the end of the night was this cheap rose that was way too sour and had a sort of…vinegar taste to it.
You stepped out of the bathroom, now sans makeup. “I’ll give it a try.”
Joost knew it was a cliche to say–well, think–but he always thought you were more beautiful without makeup on. It was like a part of you that only he got to see. The intimate, vulnerable side that was reserved for tired nights and quiet mornings. It practically pained him with how much he adored you.
He handed you a mug of the wine–all the glasses in his apartment were dirty and he wasn’t exactly in the mood to do the washing-up with you in his presence.
You took a sip and grimaced. “Oh god, it’s worse than I remember…” You said in a hoarse voice, placing the wine glass back on the kitchen counter.
Joost smiled, anything you did always made him smile. “I don’t know how to get rid of it, I don’t want to waste it by throwing it away!”
You giggled, admiration for how sweet he was. Without a thought, your feet shuffled you forward, bringing you to Joost. You wrapped your arms around his waist, feeling the softness of the dark hoodie he was wearing.
On instinct he returned the embrace, with firm, comforting hands on your back.
You both stood there in the kitchen in silence for a while. Nothing needed to be said, you both knew from experience how these nights would go.
Joost pulled away slightly, so you were face to face. “Let’s go to bed, yeah?”
You nodded, pulling away from him and lethargically staggered to Joost’s bedroom.
You both undressed. There wasn’t even a sense of tension with it, it was just what you did. Joost helped you unzip the back of your dress, and held your hand to steady you as you stepped out of it, leaving you in just your panties.
Joost looked up and down at your body for a moment, clad only in his boxers.
“So beautiful…” he whispered, so low you could barely hear him, and wondered if he was even saying it to you and not himself.
You took a step towards him, placing a soft hand on the skin of his hip. You leant forward to place a small peck on his jaw, and then another on his chin, and then his cheek-
And before you could make your way any further, he engulfed you in a deep kiss. His arms wrapped around you, leaving no room in between you both as your lips met.
Your hands quickly began to wander, from his hip to the waistband of his boxers–you felt the muscles in his abdomen tighten–before reaching below painstakingly slow.
You could feel his erection stiffen while you gently ran your fingers up and down his shaft. He squeezed you tighter as he let out a stifled moan onto your lips, his tongue making its way past them and meeting your own.
Your kisses lightened, travelling down his neck. Joost began to stumble towards the bed, taking you with him in a heap on the mattress. You let out a yelp of surprise as your back hit the sheets, making Joost giggle. You got a proper look at him in the reprieve of action, pupils so blown out you could barely see the blue of his irises, and cheeks and nose flushed with a light pink–though you weren’t sure if that was from you or the drinks he’d had with dinner.
Joost finally rolled off of you, leaving you feeling cold. You stared at the ceiling for a moment, before letting out a yawn you didn’t know was coming.
“Are you too tired to…” Joost trailed off.
You turned your head to look at him. His blond, barely-visible eyebrows were furrowed with concern, and his eyes were soft as he watched your face. You shook your head, watching his eyes light up and his mouth twist into a grin.
Before you could say anything he was back on top of you, legs intertwined and a gentle hand on the side of your neck to hold you in place while his tongue explored your mouth. You were getting more and more heated by the second.
At some point, you slipped your panties down your legs and threw them to whatever corner of the room they managed to land in. You jolted with shock as you felt the presence of Joost’s soft fingers slide between your legs.
“So wet, baby,” he groaned, spreading your slick all over.
“Please just fuck me now.” Your voice was hoarse and breathy, and just about gave Joost heart palpitations. But he was never one to go against your orders.
He rolled off of you to dig through his nightstand for a condom while you shuffled further up his bed so you were comfortably on his pillows. You couldn’t help but lay soft, languid strokes against your clit while you waited–you were desperate for any kind of pleasure. You watched with a cocked head as Joost tore open the foil wrapper and rolled the latex down his shaft. It was only then that his attention turned back to you.
He grabbed your wrist, tutting. “Let me, baby, let me make you feel good.”
You could feel the warmth of his breath as he pressed his forehead to yours to get as close to you and possible. You gasped at the feeling of his tip solidly pressing against your entrance.
It was like all the air in the room went cold as Joost slid inside of you. Your body felt warmth from the fullness.
After a minute of heavy breathing and whimpers, you nodded your head. You whispered, “move.”
Joost’s hips moved back and quickly snapped back to yours, causing a low whine to escape from deep within your chest.
He thrusted into you again and again until you could barely think an actual thought, the only object on your mind was the pleasure coursing through your body in that moment. Your mind practically ascended as he slid a hand to your clit, placing gentle pressure and small circles to the hot bud. On instinct your legs wrapped around his hips and your ankles locked together, not letting Joost move more than he absolutely needed to.
“So good, so good…” He whispered in your neck, sweaty forehead pressed to the side of your neck.
“Make me cum, please,” you whined, feeling your muscles begin to wind tighter and tighter.
Joost began thrusting harder, deeper, making your eyes roll upwards and your arms feel limp. It only took a few pumps until you let out a deep, guttural moan, releasing onto his cock. He slowed as you began to breathe again, gaining blood circulation in your body.
“Keep going, Joost,” you purred into his ear.
He continued his pace, deep and deliberate, letting out low whimpers while you spurred him on, running soft fingernails up and down his clammy back.
“Oh fuck…” He groaned, stopping his motions as he emptied into the condom.
He finally looked you in the eyes again. His eyes were so soft and round, the blue seemed…bluer than before.
You moved to meet his mouth, a passionate kiss while your bodies stuck together from the thin layer of sweat that laid on both of you.
You hated to think if it would ever end.
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Hiiii! I would like have a coffee at the Heaven and Earth cafe! If possible, could I get a mocha latte with soy milk and a kouign amann on the side? Pretty please and thank you 🙏
a/n: thank you for your ask and for participating 🥹 i appreciate it sooo much and i love your order! chocolate + buttery pastries are to die for 😇
✨ WELCOME TO CAFE HEAVEN & EARTH ! ✨
🤍 PAIRING. yuta
🤍 WORD COUNT. 1.4k (sorry anon i got too carried away with this lol)
ugh, you only had 15 minutes to quickly grab your drink and a bite to eat before your 8 AM stats lecture with the notoriously strict professor kusakabe. yeah, sure you could’ve probably avoided this if you had just slept at a normal time, but alas, you were hell bent on finishing one more episode of your favorite trashy real-estate focused reality tv show. but no worries, cafe heaven & earth is known for its efficiency and speed.
that’s what you thought to yourself 8 minutes ago, when you thought you would be out of there by now. instead, right after you gave your order, you noticed the long line of people waiting for their orders. you try your best to overhear their conversations so as to better understand what was happening
“i heard there’s a disturbance in the kitchen.” “who told you that?” “i dunno, some guy with white hair came out and said it?” crap. you don’t have time for this. you frantically look at your watch, as the aforementioned white haired man came out of the kitchen nonchalantly and made an announcement. “sorry folks, there’s gonna be a delay on everyone’s orders due to a disturbance in the kitchen.”
everyone murmurs but no one says anything, but you’ve had enough. “what’s the disturbance? how long will this take? i’m in a bit of a hurry, actually.” the white haired man takes a quick glance at you and says “there’s just a disturbance. thanks.”
dumbfounded, you’re not even sure how to respond to…his lack of response? you pinch the bridge of your nose, trying to figure out if it was worth just leaving right now and risking the entire class hearing your stomach rumble, or getting chewed out by professor kusakabe. your thoughts are interrupted by a soft voice from beside you.
“running late?” your head shoots up, and you find that the owner of the voice is a young man around your age wearing crisp black jeans and a high-necked white sweater. you’re slightly annoyed. you don’t really have the time to chit chat with a stranger right now. “uh, yeah, kinda.” you say curtly. you notice that he’s a little taller than you, with gentle features befitting his polite voice. his black hair falls in his large dark blue eyes in neat curtains. most notably, though, you see prominent shadows underneath his eyes. he must also be a student.
“what class?”
“stats”
“shit, stats 153? with kusakabe?” he grimaces none too subtly.
your stomach drops. great, so you are gonna get chewed out for being late. “yeah. how fucked am i if i show up late?” he pretends to think before saying “well, depends. do you like having to explain in excruciating detail to the entire hall exactly what you were doing last night that made you late for an 8am? since that’s what he made us do when i had him last year.” hell no. there’s no way in hell you’re gonna tell anyone you were up until 2am watching selling sunset.
the white-haired man re-emerges at that moment with an order that looks mercifully familiar. “soy mocha and kouign-amann for…” you approach the pickup counter in anticipation. the employee raises a doubtful eyebrow at you before reading a name off the receipt in his hand. “...yuta?” the stranger who was just speaking with you steps in front of you and grabs his order, flashing an awkward apologetic grin at you.
as if this day couldn’t get stranger. “uh, that’s my order…” you say, but you’re not so confident anymore. “sorry, i think it’s mine. been ordering this ever since this place opened.”
“i’ve been ordering that ever since this place opened,” you say defiantly. you’re not sure if this dude is playing some joke on you or what, but you definitely don’t have time for it.
“that’s interesting, but my name’s yuta,” he continues patiently, “so unless we also have the exact same name, i’m pretty sure this is mine this time.”
a quick glance at your watch – 5 minutes left. okay, plan aborted – people are just gonna have to deal with your noisy tummy today. “okay, well…” you’re not sure how to really say goodbye to him. “forget it. i’m just gonna get outta here. i’m late as it is…” you leave without glancing behind you as you speed walk to your lecture hall and it’s not until a couple seconds later you hear someone shouting behind you.
you turn to see…yuta? from the cafe? what’s he doing following you? oh god, is he a creep?! it suddenly occurs to your sleep-deprived mind that he might want to fight after you accidentally tried to steal his order, and you speed up.
“hey, wait! stop walking faster, geez! i’m trying to help you!” confused, you slow your pace, willing to hear him out. “what do you want?” you ask, wishing it didn’t come out as harshly as it did.
“well, i was just wondering…y’know, seeing as we apparently have the exact same order and are both about to be late to our respective classes…” yuta clears his throat. “wanna share while we walk?”
you're skeptical, but the kouign-amann was looking so delectable in his hands that you had to double check you weren’t drooling. it didn’t help that your stomach chose that exact time to elicit a god awful noise begging for food. you acquiesce. “yeah, i’d…i’d actually really like that.” you flash him a thankful smile as you both walk to class.
“so…how come you’re running late? you seem like the type who’d have it all together,” you ask, trying to break up the silence with some small talk. you look up again at his eye bags. “up late studying, i bet?”
“hardly,” yuta answers sheepishly. “this show i’m hopelessly hooked on just dropped its new season on netflix…
you burst out laughing at the image of the polite, perfect yuta falling victim to a netflix binge. “no way, me too! what show? no, let me guess. black mirror or something?”
yuta looks at his feet and mumbles something that sounds an awful lot like selling sunset. no way. feeling just a tiny bit of sadistic glee at his embarrassment, you ask him to repeat himself.
“all right, all right! it was selling sunset! i just can’t stay away…i need to know what those ladies get up to!”
maybe it’s the way he’s blushing or your sleep deprivation, but something possesses you to reach out and pat his arm comfortingly. “don’t be ashamed,” you reassure. “only the greatest of intellectual minds can handle christine’s character arc.”
yuta gapes at you, before his eyes crinkle into a soft laugh. oh…he’s kinda cute, isn’t he…
you pass the rest of the walk discussing the off-the-rails drama of the new season as you alternate taking bites of sugary-sweet pastry and sips of mocha, and you find that you’re having a good enough time that you’re not even thinking about the reaming you’re due for in stats lecture.
soon enough, you’re outside your lecture hall, and it’s time to part ways. you sigh, knowing you’re not prepared to go in 10 minutes late. “well, this is me. right before i get my ass handed to me…”
“don’t worry, he always makes the assignments way harder than the actual tests” yuta reassures you with a bright smile. damn, he’s not kinda cute. he is cute.
“yeah, but stats just isn’t my best subject,” you say dejectedly. “i’m only taking it because i need to for my major but at this point, i dunno how i’m gonna pass the class without some divine intervention or a tutor or somethin’.” you hope yuta takes the hint.
“oh, yeah, well, if you want, i can…i can help you. i quite liked the class when i took it last year,” he says bashfully.
“really?” your eyes beam at him. “here, gimme your phone, i’ll text you about a study session, if you’re down?”
“yeah, of course!” yuta is doing an awful job of hiding the blush in his cheeks as you put your contact in his phone. “i’ll definitely need help come midterms.” you hand his phone back to him. “by the way, didn’t you say you have class? shouldn’t you…” you gesture at another lecture hall nearby yours, and he nervously scoffs.
“oh, yeah, i do, but it’s the one near northside.” northside? like the-other-side-of-campus northside? you’re confused as to why he’s even here right now. “wait, what? you’re gonna be so late for class! why did you even come here?”
yuta fidgets with his fingers, doing an awful job of maintaining eye contact with you. “it’s well…i dunno, i just thought maybe being a couple minutes late so i could share my kouign-amann with a cute girl might be worth it.”
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—OCS as OBSCURE ASSOCIATIONS
Thanks for the tag @plumbewb 💜
I'm gonna do them both
Trace Pina & Viscera Vogt
ANIMAL: Gazelle, Damselfish
COLORS: Purple, Yellow (yellow text is just hard to read though lol)
MONTH: October, Febuary (a trashy romance author wouldn't go all out for love day nooo /sarcasm)
SONGS: Drift - 3TEETH Charmer - Witchz My name is Ruin - Gary Numan Feel Nothing - HEALTH <- also what I assume Trace sounds like
NUMBER: 666, 13
PLANTS: Purple Pearl Echeveria, Bird of Paradise
SMELLS: Lilacs & fresh cut grass, Pineapple & Cedar
GEMSTONE: Labradorite, Rose Quartz
TIME OF DAY: twilight
SEASON: Fall, Summer
PLACES: Fetish clubs, Local book shops
FOOD: Sweets & Baked goods, Spicy Asian cuisine
DRINKS: Rum & Cherry coke, Herbal Tea's
ELEMENT: Neon, Copper
ASTROLOGICAL SIGNS: Capricorn, Virgo
SEASONINGS: Li hing mui, Tajin
SKY: Nothern lights, Impending storm
WEATHER: Hoodie weather, Heat wave
MAGICAL POWER: They both can feel emotions though skin contact
WEAPONS: Teeth, Gun
SOCIAL MEDIA: none, neither want to deal with humans
MAKEUP PRODUCT: eyeshadow and eyeliner for dayyyys
CANDY: Sour gummy worms, Dark chocolate
METHOD OF LONG DISTANCE TRAVEL: Rocket ship
ART STYLE: Both Musicians
FEAR: Abandonment, Death
MYTHOLOGICAL CREATURE: Kirin, Dragon
PIECE OF STATIONARY: Sharpie, Paper clip
THREE EMOJIS: 🎹🍸🍆, 🎸📚☕
CELESTIAL BODY: Black hole, Nebula
I tag @zhuhaitang @lilamausmaus @madfeary @minaevesmoths @merofthefae @plasma-tree @spookshow-sims @grimmbats @simarcana anyone else who wants to
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TAGGED BY: @tokibuns the goat ^^
THREE SHIPS: disgust x fear. probably the only inside out ship in my head where the feelings for each other are equal / mutual.
ennui x fear. this one is pure brainworm and headcanon. i think ennui is bi or heteroflexible, and could be captivated by either fear or anxiety for similar reasons. her energy (or lack thereof) could be a great balance for either. she’d be watching them from afar.. and since i’m obsessed with fear, i’ll pretend she’d pick fear to secretly be interested in. fear probably wouldn’t take notice right away, but disgust would! we know she’s crazy observant and picks up social cue very quickly. and how would this triangle of crushes progress? LOL i’m crazy.
anxiety x fear but generally i think of this as one sided (along with joy x fear). these girls are just to busy to bother with poor old fear hehe. i’m grateful for anxiety; without her, we couldnt be sure fear is attracted to women. he was pretty flamboyant in that first movie.
FIRST SHIP: i was thinking probably firestar x spottedleaf ? the very first ship i was really passionate about was probably self-insert because i’m a yumejoshi at heart ♡ when i was a kid, i really liked that scientist bug from monsters vs aliens. AHHHH!!!
LAST SONG!: NEW MAGIC WAND by tyler the creator
LAST SHOW: mmm probably aqua teen hunger force? i also watch recaps of trashy reality TV like love is blind and too hot to handle on youtube. gonna try to finish breaking bad before the end of this year haha
CURRENTLY READING: just rereads of my favorites.. i just finished the motion of the body through space by lionel shriver and it was okay, but i liked we need to talk about kevin a lot better. i’m also trying to write this last chapter of my fanfic. it’s chugging along but work is draining me / i got more obsessed with drawing lately.
CURRENTLY EATING: cough drops gonna have lunch soon.
CURRENTLY CRAVING: white chocolate, always ~
not sure who to tag.. thank you for reading and feel free to do this if you like!
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hey zaina! it’s been a really long while, how are you? :3
also, what’re your self-indulgent hcs for hayami? <3
Hi hi!!!! omg it has been so long, i’m sorry!! 😭 i’m doing good, just overwhelmed thanks to work and school lol, but i hope you’ve been doing well!! 💗
Rinka Hayami Headcanons
🐱 I like the idea of everyone finding her stern or unapproachable just because poor girl has a strong RBF, when in reality she’s like the cutest thing alive
🐱 She doesn’t just like cats, no, she’s fucking obsessed. Like we all have that one friend who would literally die for any cat, and that’s Hayami.
🐱 She leaves out dishes of cat food and heating pads for the strays in her neighborhood. She also has a myriad of cat-themed pens and stuffies in her room, always tucked away if she ever has guests.
🐱 Her guilty pleasure is watching trashy reality shows thanks to Okajima. They watch Love is Blind and Keeping Up with the Kardashians together, sometimes joined by Mimura and Sugaya.
🐱 The chocolate bullets she got for Chiba were actually specially made by her. She wanted to give him a thoughtful gift, but also didn’t want to step over any boundaries in their dynamic so she stuck to something they already bonded over.
🐱 Seems like the type to like cherry-scented perfumes
🐱 Used to cry every night as a kid because she hated being alone and tucking herself into bed because her parents weren’t there. (🥺😭)
🐱 It took her a long time to get used to receiving random hugs from her friends and classmates, but she loves them. Won’t show it outright, but she gets so much joy whenever Yada or Nakamura tackle her. Girly is very touch-starved 💔 and gay
🐱 I feel like Hayami is the kind of girl who is effortlessly cute and stylish, in a more subtle way than Nakamura, for example. She can throw anything on and still look 10/10. She just carries this classy vibe no matter what she’s wearing.
🐱 She’s one of the kids who grew more attached to the teachers more than others, because it was literally the first time in a long while that she had parental figures. And while they may be unconventional and crazy, at least they were there for her.
🐱 Honestly it’s really sad and self-indulgent to think about what the found family of 3-E meant for her. Before Class E, she literally allowed herself to be used and cheated on just to feel a semblance of connection, just to feel needed. And now she has a giant class of people who love and cherish her unconditionally 🥺💗
#assclass#ansatsu kyoushitsu#assassination classsroom#rinka hayami#headcanons#oop i think i might be going into a hayami phase now#bc she is painfully sad and relatable
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Get to Know Me and My Obsession with KISS 🎸
Thanks for the tag @starry-eyed-never-satisfied
1. Who is your favourite member?
Okay. Paul is my first love but sexy Ace is competing with him but god I have to say Paul.
2. Who is your least favourite member?
Everyone saying Mark. I know nothing bout him
3. Best album?
RARO ...I'm assuming studio albums and live albums don't count???
4. Worst album?
I didn't listen to their last two albums and have no intention to do so ATM
5. Favourite song?
THIS IS TOO HARD TO CHOOSE. Guess I gotta say Love Gun Though But I love C'mon and Love Me!
6. Say one nice thing about each member.
Paul- He's the STAR of KISS. I probably wouldn't have gotten into KISS if it weren't for him. Everything I adore and want to be
Gene- I wanna listen to him talk while we share milk and chocolate chip cookies together
Peter- I have a soft spot for him. I think he can be really sweet and cute
Ace- Sexy, trashy, baby girl, sexy girl in hooker boots. Wanna bend over and smack that ass. He and Paul are my bisexual fantasies. BUT SERIOUSLY, The first guitar player that made me go WOW. Never got the hype about lead guitarists before but then I was thinking of 80s rock and 80's rock solos never resonated with me. His solos are iconic, not just shredding/mindless noodling. As someone who never learned how to read music, I think it's amazing he influenced many to learn. I'd love to learn how to play. Not to be in a band but I've always wanted to play a guitar. Also, I'd love to hang out with him. He's funny and bright. I think there's softness to him and I'd like to believe (coming from a fan, of course) that he's a good person. He also reminds me of my ex early 90s era....so I guess I have a soft spot for him
Eric C- I wish I could meet him. If I had to pick one member I could meet it would be him because I know he'd be super sweet
Vinnie- talented songwriter and amazing voice. Gorgeous
Mark- He did his job on Animalize
Bruce- Super sweet. He was the cutie of the group during revenge era ngl. Paul had competition.
Eric S- Seems really funny. got a nice tight body. seems every KISS drummer has a nice bod.
Tommy- Loyal and hard working. I can see why KISS kept him. Honestly he'd the kind of guy you want in your group.
7. What do you dislike about each member?
Gene- Condescending. I can see he has some views on things that I'd butt heads with him on
Paul- Overly critical of others, may come across cold. He scares me. y'all see his posts for new years???? He can come across very hurtful in his choice of words
Peter- Bitter (in the past it seems) and tbh some of the shit I read and heard that unfortunately was allowed to slide (sometimes even passed off as "funny" stories). It's a sensitive topic for me.
Ace- like Peter, awful things said and done that cannot be solely blamed on addiction which I'm very glad he recovered from btw. I'm honestly glad I never put this man on a pedestal and it's not just because "he's human like the rest of us". lol I love him but I'm glad I've been exposed to the bad early on this obsession so I don't have any unrealistic ideas about ppl, you know? I think I need to sleep with him to sort out these feelings lol
Eric C- I don't know that much to comment and feels almost unfair because he was taken away from us much too soon
Vinnie- stop scamming people omg. the insanity and charging ppl for memberships and you haven't released shit???
Mark- don't know about him. can't comment
Bruce- Maybe too nice for his own good.
Eric S- I don't know. Should have created a sex tape with Gene
Tommy- Kinda weird seeing him try to mimic Ace's facial expressions. One thing to imitate solos and his space persona but his mannerisms? I dunno just weird to see someone mimic what Ace's face naturally does? Kissy pouty lips only work for Ace
8. How did you get into KISS?
years ago, just bombarded with their imagery and sound on TV shows
9. Have you been to a concert?
Their last show. Crushing, I know
10. Do you have any merch?
I have a shirt
11. Unique thing you have related to KISS?
None, sadly. Like I have nothing solid if that's what you mean. anything that may have in common? sure but feels too personal to share here
12. Who is/are your favourite lineup?
This is hard because early 90s KISS was TIGHT. but I'll always love the original 4, but sweet Foxy and Brucie is so precious
13. What's your favourite era?
FUCCKKK....see this is hard. I have a big soft spot for Dynasty/Unmasked but I also love DTK and HTH
14. What are your opinions on Tommy and Eric?
They did their job. If they hadn't stepped in I wouldn't have seen KISS final show and for that I am grateful. I enjoyed their participation.
15. A question you would ask the band if you could?
I'd ask if I could suck their dick. That's tough. What haven't they've been asked before? Honestly I got some questions for Ace that's been bugging me and I know I'd never get them answered unless I knew him personally and had a real heart-to-heart conversion. I dunno I can only go off from a fan's perspective about how that'll go
16. What other bands/artists are you into?
Led Zeppelin, Madonna, Kylie Minogue, Lady Gaga, Stromae, used to really like Adam Ant, The Sweet, OLP, Franz Ferdinand, Daft Punk. I listen to all kinds of genres and artists so I like what I like
17. Do you have a KISSona?
Don't have one. I'm assuming like a fursona? lol
18. Who are some of your favourite blogs?
@ladyshandioftheendless @elrohare @silverstarfoxx (thank you for tolerating all my pestering! never hesitate to reach out to me for more Ace goodies!) @notpaulsguitar @ohblackdiamond (though tbh I swear you have answered this lol) @space-frehley-22 @spacefoxy (resident eric carr connoisseur) @speckster (you have crazy ass edits) and same goes for @bangbangyou love your funny memes. the IP address as a response always gets me lol @starry-eyed-never-satisfied (you already did this but adding you here anyway fellow Paulie enjoyer!) There's many more I wish I could just mass tag KISS blogs lol. There are blogs that are no longer active but I am glad they are still around
19. If you could spend a day with one member who would it be?
Hard because I love Paul but he scares me. I think I'd need more than a day to get comfortable with him. I'd love to spend a day with Eric C or Bruce because they seem the nicest. Maybe I'd love to hang with Peter now. Gene, may be fun. He's a good talker. Though it be fun to get one-on-one time with Ace. I'd love a tour of all his tech and then we can compare and just geek out on technology.
20. How would you explain the band to someone who isn't familiar with KISS?
I don't know. Honestly the other people who answered this already gave greats explanations. So many pass judgment on them without giving them a chance. They're a one-of-a-kind experience. There will never be a band like them.
#mykissposts#kiss#kiss ramblings#sorry if you didn't like my answers#tried not to put my true personal feelings because I enjoy this space a lot. I trimmed down my responses to keep it vague as possible#The only true fandom space for me tbh#I just come here to share my love for KISS#you will still see me posts silly dumb shit because I can't get enough lol#so yeah pls don't come at me trying to “defend” anybody i mean no harm and i love these guys lol
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maple , cider , cinnamon , quilt , and bonfire for the autumn asks ? <3 love youuuu 🍂
Awww thank youuu, love you!!!
Maple - Is there a hobby/skill that you've always wanted to try but never did? So many. I'd love to learn how to paint with something other than trashy kids watercolors. I wanna learn how to skateboard. I wanna learn how to tap dance. The list goes on. :(
Cider - A food you disliked as a child but now enjoy? You ask as if I'm not still a child in an adult sized meat sack... Hmmmm, I guess I didn't really like ramen dishes much as a kid, and I'll eat them sometimes now? My taste has stayed fairly consistent though.
Cinnamon - If you lived in a time period other than the present, what would it be? Hmmm, I might go back to the 1970s or so, lots of fun music and stuff. I do kinda like the present though.
Quilt - How do you take your tea or coffee? Tea is generally with just a bit of sugar or honey to bring out the flavor! Coffee has to have some chocolate or mocha added, I need it sweet, lol.
Bonfire - Describe your dream house? Hehehe, lots of bookshelves, probably some secret passages, not massive but with a couple extra bedrooms for friends to stay in, lots of space for my cat(s) to run around. Cozy vibes, but with windows for the sunlight.
Thanks for the ask!!! I love you!!!!
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HI MY SWEET AIMS <3 i hope you are having a wonderful wonderful week!! erm i just realized i still haven't responded to ur message bye i am the worst LMAO. ANYWAY.
i am here to ask about my favorite couple kuromy teheh. what are your favorite movies or shows to watch on a snowy winter day by the fire?? <33
HI MY DEAREST RYLIE !! so far this week has been good ^_^ i hope yours has been too !! but pls dw dw !! i’ve been supa bad with replying lately <//3
but omigosh !! well we def have to watch our 3 fave christmas movies on a snowy day (as long as it’s prior to christmas tho LOL if not then we watch trashy reality tv shows & random movies we enjoy !)
we always watch it’s a wonderful life (he makes fun of me for still crying over it every time … ) , office christmas party (bc we are capitalists who love to have a good time) and then finishing it off with a christmas story ! (a classic)
we also love the polar express ! we always make hot chocolate and watch it all snuggled up <3 but one year i put some baileys in it and we got waaayy too excited singing & dancing to the hot chocolate scene and spilled some of it on the couch </3
#what about you and nanami !!!#also thank u for asking teehee this was sm fun to think about :3#𐔌‧。˚ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏᴜᴅꜱ ֢#⋆˙ᰔ ֢ 𓂃 rylie .ᐟ#🥂 ⊹ ₊ ⋆ ᴋᴜʀᴏᴍʏ .
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Nine people I’d like to know better
Tagged by: @rossithepixie (thank uuuu 💕)
Last song: Sadderdaze - The Neighbourhood
Favorite Color: black / blue
Last movie/Tv Show: Berlin tag + nacht (it’s a trashy German soap lol)
Sweet/spicy/savory?: sweet! I love sweets, mostly chocolate.
Relationship status: 👬
Last thing I googled: I googled how to write acquire correctly lol I wrote it so badly even auto correct couldn’t help me.
Current obsession: satoru satoru satoru satoru satoru.
No pressure tagging:
@galaxynajma @thequeenofsarcaasm @mistas-thicc-ass @kitsunekaitosai @gayassdbz
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How much did your senior prom dress cost you?
I am pretty certain it was like 300 bucks, but I don’t really recall that for certain. It was a lot of money for us at the time, i know that much
What dreams have stuck with you since childhood?
Some repeated nightmares, stuff like that. Nothing worth putting in the effort to try and remember lol
Have you ever been in a serious romantic relationship?
yes
Did you ever take your dog to school?
no, tbh he would have been such a wreck, but man i would have loved his company. I miss him so much.
If you had had a baby in high school, what would you have named him or her?
hahaha in hs all i loved was the name emma and the name matthew
If you had a baby now, what would you name him or her?
I have such a long list of names i love right now. A little more uhhh different?
Have you ever seen someone throw up on a plane?
Yes. so bad for them and for everyone else lol
Do you get motion sickness?
I very much do.
Has God ever healed you of anything? If so, what?
Yeah i mean like broken bones, illness, etc.
Do you find church fun or boring?
I really enjoy going to church
What do you hate the most about summer?
The heat and the sunshine. I just so despise it.
Which part of your body is the most muscular?
My legs probably
Did you ever take Latin in school?
Yes actually
Which major holiday is closest to your birthday?
Fourth of juy <3
What is your favorite Japanese name?
Never given that any thought, i would have to look at them.
Have you ever ran a cash register?
A lot.
Did you collect Bratz dolls when you were younger?
No. my parents thought they were trashy.
Do you think your mom is attractive?
Shes very, very pretty. For sure.
What was the last thing that disappointed you?
Loooooooool. Theres a lot lately. Im disappointed by stuff with K.. stuff with our family, stuff with relationships.
Do you like the feeling in your stomach on a big drop on a roller coaster?
i dont go on roller coasters but i think i know the feeling you mean and ummmm no.
Skeletons or scarecrows?
scarecrows
Do you own pumpkin earrings?
no
What computer game did you used to play all the time?
Tonka, where in time is carmen san diego, barbie riding club, Arthur's reading race, freddi fish
When was the last time you read a book?
Right before gram went on hospice I was reading a book every day and a half.
Would you allow your children to date prior to 16? (assuming you want any)
Ooooof. It wouldn't be enjoyable. Teenagers are rebellious and I would be a bit skeptical.
What was the last restaurant you made a reservation at?
Ummmmm online maybe. But I dont ever.
Which app on your phone do you tend to get the most notifications from?
Bingo
What is something you gave up on after many failed attempts?
Ummmmmmm. No idea …
Do you watch political shows?
no not if I can help it
Do you play any fantasy/roleplaying games? What?
Not really no. i used to love sims but it takes up alllllllllll the space on any phone or computer
Do you like salami?
Yeah it's fine. I don't do it often
When was the last time you ate meat?
Yesterday. Then promptly threw up
What was the last hot drink you drank?
Hot chocolate
Have your parents met your boyfriend/exes?
My dad hasn't. My mom has
Do you know how to say I love you in at least 4 languages?
Yes
Do you find the sound of a cat’s purr relaxing?
Omfg yea
Do you know your mum’s first pet’s name?
Choco
Would you ever want to be famous? If so, for what?
not really, no. If I had to, then for something moving and cool
Would you ever get a heart tattoo or your back?
I suppose? But no. I don't forsee any tattooosssss.
What fruit can’t you stand?
Mangoes gross.
Do you know anyone autistic?
Do I know people who have autism? yes
How about someone bipolar?
Do I know someone who was diagnosed with bipolar disorder? yes
What do you consider private to you?
Romance, health, most things tbh lol
Name somebody you know who deserves a better life than they have:
michelle
Name something that you’re good at but don’t like:
Mediating. I dont mind it if its like friends i guess, or people that im completely unbiased or unfamiliar with. But i hate hate hate it when its like mom/gram, siblings, etc. noooooope.
Name something that you’re bad at but DO like:
Journaling consistently
Name somebody who has tried to help you and ended up hurting you:
Kile, zack
Name a date that has a lot of significance to you:
July 10, feb 2, november 11, dec 25
Name something in your life that was a blessing in disguise:
Oh boy. I need to think about that one
Name something that you’ve done that would be considered rebellious:
Went out over curfew, “trespassed”, stole when i was a toddler lol
Name something you wish you had enough money to do:
Have my own place, have a car, buy makeup/hair stuff, go to the doctor, etc
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Nathan the Nobody
Full Name:
Nathan Maxwell Lux
Alias(s):
-Nathan the Nobody
-The Nobodies
-The Conjoined Twins
-Nat/Nate [Nickname, Pronounced just like Nate]
-Max[Old Nickname]
-Natty, Nats [Ciara only, others he’d give them the look]
-Sass Ass [Vero]
-Pretty Boy, Bestie [Candy Pop.]
-DD [They know who they are]
Name origin:
He is a nobody, but not as in “not cared for/loved”. After all he has people who are there for him.
Nobody comes from more of a social standpoint, a social outcast rather than someone that just dresses differently. A person not in power, or popular, etc etc.
I view him as the very counterculture type of person, possibly what one would call an anarchist on some levels. With events years involving his twin sister, that has more less solidified his ideology on the matter.
Sex/Gender:
Male- He/They
Age:
Approx. 22-26 years of age
Species:
Human [Possesed?], A Visitant [Crystal]
Disabilities/Conditions:
Heterochromia iridis (From Birth)
PTSD [Diagnosed after him and sister was found night of origin]
Others, however I am not comfortable labeling such
Ethnicity:
Mixed ethnicity (Eurasian)
Hair color:
Black
Eye color:
Green[R] and Icy Blue[L]
Height:
6’0’ barefoot
6’2’ in boots
Weight:
190 approx. (this may need changing lol)
Birthday:
Oct 29th
Birthplace:
He’d never tell.
Attracted to:
Personalities
Currently living in:
Deep within the woods, along with his sister.
Occupation/Type of Killer:
Assassin, SK, Angry goth guy yelling at teens to name 3 songs
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Type of Personality:
Quiet, observant, introvert, often acting aloof. He can become very loud and lively around friends, Often joking about, other times a prankster of sorts. He often is sassy and sarcastic, you may feel his venom if he doesn’t know you or trust you. He’s a loyal guy, which this is obvious, but don’t fuck with the ones he loves and cares for. His “Don’t touch me , go away.” vibe is just a mask to keep others away. Even more so now.
He jokingly roasts his friends, but will respect boundaries unless someone crosses his. He does find it humorous to prank others, especially hiding things without others noticing, just to see their reactions.
Betrayal is something you do NOT do with him, depending on the severity he may even act out to seek retribution, the “Eye for an Eye.”. He doesn’t always bother, as trashy, backstabbers are a waste of his time. However, he has no guilt in making sure the backstabber hurts as he deems fit,...or sending your soul in for Ciara’s quota. Price one pays for betrayal.
Likes:
Stealth
Pranking or toying with others
CATS
His Necklace
Innuendos
Rain
Games and other assorted things
Acting on his Annoying little brother status
Calling Crystal “little Sister”
Hugs but also no
Nighttime
Horror genre
Swimming, water, etc
Goth Aesthetics
Chocolates
Dislikes:
Broken Trust
His mother suffering
Busy bodies
Getting Jealous
Narcissists
Being told to cut his hair
People with no sense of humor
Animal abusers
Child abusers
Trafficters
Strengths +/Weaknesses-:
+
Stealth Missions
Little Details
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Green Eyes
Children
Normal human drawbacks
etc
Weapons:
-The Pipe from the room that held him captive, Now modified. The ends are slightly weighted to drive more force into the attack.
-Things lying around, So yes he’ll pick up a knife here and there.
Character Origin Shortened:
Nathan grew up with his twin sister, Crystal and his Mother. His father buried himself in his work, while the excuse was to support the family, it was also to avoid getting into confrontations with his own son. So while his father was there, he was very much lacking the role in the family dynamic.
One unfortunate day, Him and his sister were abducted by a group who dealt with black market trades. Upon pissing them off, He was left to rot in a dark, cold cellar room, trapped behind a metal door. His sister's well being only on his mind, and the ever growing anxiety between the two. His sister suffered a great amount of torment from the group who were left to their own devices, Her own rage turned into a gruesome death... Just moments before Nathan escaped his own imprisonment.
Once realizing he failed his sister, his grip on being the protective brother she needed faded away and crashed into a hard dilution. Her voice echoed the sentiment of making them and everyone connected pay for this. Unable to accept her death, he locked that part of her death away deep, deep in his mind and continued to believe she is alive, but only if he takes care of the group that made him suffer, that made them both suffer. He didn't stop at the ones in that house, aiming his anger at everyone he believes to be a part of this organization. Enjoying the idea of watching those members die, only able to see them as ones who harmed his family.
Quotes:
“ We are two halves of one coin.”
“No one can separate us.”
“Drip… Drip… Drip… this sound haunts me, yet comforts me.”
Character's soundtracks/Themes:
Time of Dying
Down With the Sickness - Disturbed (Cover)
Charcoal Tongue - "Control" (by Halsey)
Songs on his phone:
Otep - Confrontation
After Dark
Out Of Control She Wants Revenge
Kidneythieves - Crazy
The Birthday Massacre - Red Stars
[More to add However i’ll do that in a spotify list or his TH idk lol]
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Family/Relatives:
[Mother]
Alexa K. Morin-Lux
[Father]
Calix* J. Lux (*Not Birth Name, Chosen English name)
[Aunts/Uncles]
2 Aunts, 1 Uncle
-Cousins-
[Unnamed x 3]
[Siblings]
-Father’s side-
Terrance [Elder Half Brother], Ren [Second Elder half Brother]
-Mother’s side-
Crystal Lux [Twin Sister, Deceased…?]
[Niblings]
Two (which he secretly spoils)
[WIP]
Friends/Allies:
Candy Pop [Canon best friend], Puppeteer, Crystal, Jason, Sally, Vine, Grande, Jane R, More to be Named
Neutral with:
Jeff the Killer, Morivin, Drolsoir, Slenderman, BEN, more to be named
Enemies:
Night Terrors, more to be named
Romantic Relationships:
Ciara H. Callaghan [Child of Possed Candy Pop aka Night Terrors]
Previous Relationship:
[3 Exs]
Sarah
TBN- NB bean
TBN
The Story of How he Met Ciara:
Being Best Friends with Candy Pop, Nathan often ran into and met the children of Night Terrors/ Night Terrors Fused Candy Pop also known as the Anathema. One of these hybrids he met was Ciara, who promptly took issues with Nathan. She was easily coaxed by others to mess with Nathan, her reasoning at the time was him being too weak.
Being around her and her siblings was a risk, given if Candy pop wasn’t in control then the horrible demonic influence of Night Terrors put his life in danger. An ending that would be slow as Night Terrors would gleefully torment Candy Pop with the loss of another person he cares for.
Nathan would sneak around, and wait to make sure it was safe to get near. He himself enjoyed being around Ciara, even with her harsh behavior, something about her he just admired. Something he assumed was her strength, being able to protect herself and avoid dangers is what drew Nathan to Ciara.
Along with Pop, she picked up on calling Nathan “pretty boy” which he never found offensive and gladly welcomed, always giving her a smirk along with the nickname. Nathan picked up on her apprehension and overall strange behavior around him. Being somewhat of a button pusher and troll himself, he opted to start teasing her in a more gushy manner, enjoying her reactions to his advantages. This also leads him into coherising her to train him, so he may get stronger.
Over time, she opened up to him more, her own view of being less femminine, too much of a tomboy, especially compared to him, jealousy over his looks vs her rough appearances and scars. Truthfully she had unhealthy ways of managing her feelings due to how she grew up, and he gave her all new feels, that made her feel like running many miles at the sight of him.
They both connected emotionally, both of them losing their twin in one way or another. Both holding onto trinkets from their twins. This connection just helps them to grow stronger to one another. Her the bracelet from her twin brother and him the necklace he carries. All of her suffering was something that Nathan could more than sympathize and relate to. They found a confort with one another, leading to feeling passion, a spark.
He admired her strength, feeling ease knowing no one could take her away from him, like his own family was. Until he realized the true situation of Night Terrors dawned on him, one that affected not only her, but his best friend Candy pop.
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Notes/Facts:
- In case the info is a TLDR, Nathan’s while not BUFF is lean, mostly thanks to Ciara who trains him
- A Lot of this info is lifted from his Umbra Ref, because one in the same pretty much lol
-Its been a while since I touched a lot of this info, so I might be forgetting things
Art and Nathan the Nobody (Nathan Maxwell Lux) © IvyDarkRose
#creepypasta#nathan the nobody#ivydarkrose#my art#nathan lux#candy pop#crystal lux#jeff the killer#morivin#candy pop creepypasta#creepypasta art#ben drowned#eyeless jack#jane the killer#sally play with me#jason the toy maker#jason the toymaker
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when you’re crying over something... somewhat silly
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Characters: Iwaizumi Hajime, Tsukishima Kei, & Kozume Kenma, all with a Fem!Reader
Warnings: subtle mentions in Iwaizumi’s that Y/N might be having her period, but fluff otherwise! Also, I very much so didn’t look over this much and kinda rushed the idea so I’m sorry for any inconsistencies or mistakes!
A/N: these are totally made up situations and definitely not situations based on me and my real life period moments when I cry at everything LOL (a nice thank you to my IRL boyfriend for putting up with my shenanigans haha). Also thank you @thisnoodlewritesao3 for coming up with the idea for Kenma’s! I hope you all enjoy!
Haikyuu Masterlist
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Iwaizumi was going to kill Oikawa. He wasn’t sure how or why, but he got the sense that the tears in your eyes were because of that idiot. He had only just arrived at your place and you had seemed totally fine earlier when he called to make sure it was okay for him to swing by. So what had happened between then and now?
“Why’re you crying dear?” Iwaizumi’s voice was soft as he climbed into your bed with you, opening his arms and letting you crawl into his lap.
“C-Cause Oikawa and I were sending each other things through Instagram and he showed me this post that said that penguins mate for life. And the male will go around looking for the s-smoothest rock he can find to give to his mate so that they can make a nest together,” you hiccuped, inhaling shakily as you retold the not-so-sad fact.
Iwaizumi just stared at you. He didn’t want to be that guy but he knew the signs. You had specifically been craving your favourite chocolate bars this week and even snapped at him the other day for breathing too loud. You had complained yesterday about your shoulders and back hurting, even after he had helped rub out any tight spots.
He knew it didn’t matter whether you were having that or not, your feelings were all valid, but it definitely explained why you were crying like someone had just died.
“Isn’t that good?” He asked you finally, kissing your forehead gently as he wrapped his arms tighter around you.
You just nodded and sniffled in his arms, clutching his shirt, “Y-Yea.”
“So why are you crying, my love?” he asked with a soft chuckle and you looked up at him with a tearful smile.
“Cause... would you give me a pebble if we were penguins?”
Iwaizumi couldn’t contain his laughter, pressing his head to yours as he hugged you even tighter, “I love you,” he finally said with a grin. “And yes, I’d give you a pebble.”
Your tears cleared up after his answer, smiling to yourself as you thought about you and Iwaizumi’s as penguins and building a nest together.
But it didn’t take long for your tears to start again when Iwaizumi picked up a nice smooth and pretty looking rock on your evening walk together and handed it to you, asking to be mates for life. He apologized profusely as you cried but you tried to insist that you were happy and held the little rock in your hands like it was the most precious thing in the world.
Tsukishima pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing as he closed his eyes in annoyance. He wasn’t sure what had gotten into you recently but he knew that him yelling at you was probably just going to make things worse.
Your sniffling only irked him more though. He hated knowing you were crying over something easily solvable but refused for it to be fixed.
“Stop looking at me like that,” you whined when he finally opened his eyes and give you a slight glare. “I just want snacks!” Your eyes were filled with tears as you hugged your knees to your chest, pouting to yourself on his bed.
“I told you, we can go get the snacks then. You just have to get out of bed,” Tsukishima told you for what felt like the 50th time.
You shook your head stubbornly, wiping your tears from your eyes quickly, “No! I don’t wanna leave! I’m comfy! If we leave, I have to come back and no longer be as comfy!”
Tsukishima breathed in slowly, trying to remember that he loved you and he had known you were going to be this difficult when he first asked you out. You were stubborn and stupid and annoying but he loved it and he found you oddly amusing. Except for right now maybe.
“Okay, so I’ll go get the snacks. Just let me get ready-” he stood up from the bed, already planning the mini trip in his head.
But your hand grabbed his and tugged him back on the bed, shaking your head yet again, “No! I don’t want you to leave!” You insisted, hugging his arm. “Don’t go!”
“How do you expect me to get you snacks without leaving, Y/N,” he groaned, flicking your head with his free hand. “You gotta pick. You either come with me and get snacks, let me go get the snacks, or live without snacks.”
You didn’t like either of these three options and just whimpered some incoherent noises, grabbing a pillow and stuffing your face into it with some more sounds.
Tsukishima sighed and glanced at his phone and the clock next to him. His fingers tapped lightly on the screen before pulling you close to him and curling up next to you in bed. “Come on, put on that dumb anime you like.”
You whined out some more noises, still upset there were no snacks for you to eat while the two of you hung out, but you complied and just watched your shows with Tsukishima. He was just glad he was able to distract you long enough while Akiteru ran to the store and got you the snacks you had been craving and brought them over.
You had only just stopped crying and probably forgotten about the snacks, when Akiteru came knocking with his arms filled with everything. You started crying almost immediately out of happiness and Tsukishima felt so embarrassed with how tightly you hugged him in front of his brother (though he likes making you happy, even if you’re happy while crying).
Kenma wasn’t sure what to do, finding you on the floor of your room in tears with your headphones in your hands.
“What’s wrong with them?” He asked you quietly, kinda annoyed that you had asked him to randomly come over tonight, but also still kinda happy to see you.
You looked up at him with tears in your eyes, holding them up to him as he stood next to you, “It’s too loud.”
Kenma stared at you blankly for a moment, “Just turn down the headphone volume.”
“But then it’s too quiet!”
The boy wasn’t quite sure what you wanted him to do about this, and wondered why he had dragged himself out of a game just to see you.
Right, I love her, he reminded himself with a sigh, plopping onto the floor next to you. “Why don’t you just play without headphones then?” He asked, glancing at the game that was currently paused on your tv screen.
“Cause I don’t wanna bug everyone else when it gets louder,” you pouted, curling up in a ball and hiding your face from him. “I’m sorry, Kenma, I didn’t mean to bring you here over something so stupid,” you mumbled, knowing that tonight, Kenma had wanted to try and finish the level on his game he had been stuck on for weeks now.
“It’s fine. If I didn’t want to see you, I wouldn’t have come,” he shrugged, reaching over and patting your head slightly. “Don’t cry though, it’s not worth your tears,” he insisted, going to your game options and changing the settings of how loud the game itself was. “Here.”
He moved to put your headphones back on your head, glancing at you every time he rearranged the settings to see if you liked it better or worse, “Is that okay?” He asked after a moment.
You nodded slowly, a bit embarrassed that you hadn’t thought about it. Kenma was sure to get annoyed with you if you kept pulling shit like this. He’d get bored with you like he did with games he had already played.
“Can I play with you?” He asked suddenly, grabbing the second controller that was lying on a nearby table.
You looked up at him in surprise, “You want to stay?”
He gave a small nod, eyes still fixated on the game on the screen, “I’ve never played this game with two players. Plus I’m already here and you’re the only person I like to play 2 player games with. Kuroo gets too loud and annoying,” he explained, already setting up the game even if you hadn’t officially said yes yet.
But the two of you got comfortable real quick, Kenma guiding you through all the cool easter egg parts of the game, a small smile on his face when he glanced down at you to see how intrigued you were by the game.
“I like playing with you,” he said after a moment, randomly.
You watched him with wide eyes, measuring the genuineness of his words by the expression on his face (though Kenma never seemed to say anything he didn’t mean). “I like playing with you too,” you whispered, tearing up again. Kenma quickly tried to distract you with the game as he noticed the tears, but soon realized that cuddles worked just as well.
haikyuu taglist (let me know if you’d like to be added!)
@al0ehas @aurumk @devilkittymusic @thisnoodlewritesao3 @satan-ruler-of-hells @trashy-simp @jeppiet @tobi-momo @darkvadeeer @haikyuutothetop @livy384 @babyshoyo @jesssobs
#iwaizumi x reader#tsukishima x reader#kenma x reader#haikyuu x reader#haikyuu fluff#iwaizumi hajime#tsukishima kei#kenma kozume
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A Ray of Sunshine
Here's my submission for Day 1 of Rowaelin Month! Unfortunately, I doubt I'm going to be able to do every day, but this month really is bringing the TOG fandom together from what I can tell so thank you to @rowaelinscourt for organizing this <3 this is my first TOG fic so go easy on me lol it's a lot shorter than what I usually write, but I wrote it in an hour at work lmao
Word Count: 873 Read on AO3 Rowaelin Month Master list
Day 1 of Rowaelin Month Prompt: I just realized I’m desperately in love with you.
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Aelin was having a horrible day.
Actually, horrible might be an understatement.
The day started bright and beautiful, without a single cloud in sight, and so she decided she’d walk down to the local cafe to get some breakfast before heading into the subway for work.
It seemed like a great idea until some idiot almost ran over her with his bike, and she spilled her coffee all over the sidewalk.
Alright, that was still fine, she could deal. Sure she’d be half asleep, but she still had her apple turnover. That was enough sugar to get her through at least the first half of the day.
Except that once she got to work, she was so busy running around dealing with random stuff at work that she wasn’t even supposed to be dealing with. She was an editor for god’s sake, not an intern running around making copies and calling printer companies! It was not part of her job description, and it was not something she wanted to spend her time doing instead of the work she actually loved.
Finally, once she got around to going back to her desk to enjoy her wonderful, sweet, decadent apple turnover, Aelin was incredibly frustrated to realize that someone had picked it off her desk.
And ate it.
Aelin collapsed into her chair, absolutely exhausted, and now she didn’t even get to eat any part of her breakfast.
But that was still fine. It was okay. She still had lunch in half an hour, and she could deal with the rest of the work day.
Not a problem.
Unfortunately, it was a problem just being able to sit down and eat. Why was it so hard to get some food into her? Apparently the people she worked with just had no courtesy or decency to let her do her job in peace. Once Aelin was finally able to sit down and do her actual work, fifteen minutes later she was being pestered by her boss about edits she had done two months ago. And then it was about giving her more work. Followed by some more urgent work. Then it was asking her to do some work that needed to be done for someone else who was on vacation.
Aelin was desperately starting to feel like she needed to quit this job considering how overworked she was, but she also needed the job, needed to pay for her apartment, her bills, her student loans.
She knew she needed all those things, but what she wanted was her best friend to tell her she’d be okay. Aelin wanted Rowan to hug her and tell her that she’d be fine, that he’d have her back no matter what, and that she’d get through this job long enough for her to find a new, better one.
Chewing on her lip in the rare moment she’d had to herself in the entire day, she decided to pick up her phone and text Rowan. He didn’t need to know that she was having a shitty day and felt worthless. His presence itself would make her feel better.
Hey, can I come over for dinner?
His response came within a minute.
Sure. I’ll see you after work?
His casual response, just knowing that she’d want to come over right after work, made Aelin’s heart swell.
The rest of the day passed by with Aelin just desperately wanting to see Rowan’s face just for something good on this trashy day.
At exactly 4:43PM, she knocked on his apartment door, and it swung open to reveal Rowan’s bright smiling face. His hair was mussled as though he had run his hand through it several times, and he had his fancy apron on. Just looking at his face was as though she’d seen a ray of sunshine after a dark and rainy day. The wafting smell of chocolate hit her soon afterwards, and tears sprang to her eyes.
“Oh my god, what happened,” he asked, his smile dropping for a look of concern as he reached out for her. He pulled her into a warm hug and closed the door behind her.
“I love you so, so much,” she sobbed out into his chest, and in that moment, she knew she meant it. She loved Rowan.
“And I love you, Aelin, but do you want to tell me what happened?”
“I’m serious, Rowan,” she responded, still burying her face into his chest, “I’ve had the shittiest day ever, and I just looked at you and everything bad disappeared. You even made me chocolate cake, and you know me better than I know myself. You’re too good for me, and I love you. Like romantically.”
Rowan huffed out a laugh, and she slowly pulled away to see why he was laughing at her, but he was only looking down at her with a bright smile and the fondest look on his face.
“Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you to say it and mean it?”
“Um,” she sniffled, wiping tears off her cheeks, “two seconds?”
“More like two years.”
“Oh my god, why didn’t you say anything?!”
“Because I’m pretty sure you just realized it two seconds ago, and that’s okay.”
#rowan whitethorn#aelin galythinius#rowaelin#throne of glass#romance#fluff#aelin is having a DAY#rowan's there to save the day#rowaelinmonth#day 1
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highlight what you like or what applies to you — tagged by @piningintrovert 💗💗💗 thank you
hot shower or cold shower (it's really hot all year round but yeah hot shower it is)
texting calling or email (all three gives me anxiety but yeah let's text)
earbuds or headphones (or my head hurty)
paperback hardcover or ebook (as much as I love paperbacks, ebooks are godsend)
matte or gel
12 hour clock or 24 hour clock
blue or green 😅😅
sunsets or sunrises
tulips or orchids
candle light or moonlight
sci-fi or horror (I am a fan of both)
pen or pencil
pandas or koalas
gold or silver
sneakers or boots
denim jacket or leather jacket (neither. It's too hot to ware a jacket lol)
pink or purple
chocolate or sour candy
deodorant or perfume
drive-in movie theater or the cinema
pastel colors or neutral earth tones
lemonade or fruit juice
past or future
bl version — tagged by @billlkin 💗💗💗 thank you
crying in the shower or making out in the shower
give cute boy line ID or stalk his IG
share his earbuds or share his closet
manga or manwha
long dangly silver earring or dark leather cuff
time loop or reincarnation
blue engineering smock or red engineering smock (because Ram)
kisses at the beach or kisses in the mountains
cactus or chili plant
fairy lights or spot lighting (standing under spot light blinds you)
ghost boyfriend or vampire lover
hard sub or soft sub (I swear I thought it was something else lmao)
stray cat or … actually that’s your only option (indifferent)
Hawaiian shirt or blue shorts
evil ex-girlfriend or predatory fujoshi (noo)
suit jacket or leather jacket (as long as it's not me wearing them either is good)
high school or university (aiii neither! But if story is good either)
kitchen drama or office drama
forehead kisses or cheek kisses
Viki or GaGaOOLaLa
Japanese arthouse depth or Korean high concept
pink milk or yakult (I want to try this pink milk someday)
censored Chinese BL or trashy Thai pulps
body swap or dead body (only because I will complain about this the entire time I watch it)
sexy or story (both. both is good.)
back hugs or lap sitting (there hasn't been enough lap sitting, which should probably happen a bit more)
piggybacks or cradle carry (I am a simpleton)
Tagging a few people @cytharat @oyakou @kinnsporsche @elnotwoods @disaster-j @i-got-the-feels (no pressure)
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Adult Karma, Adult Nagisa and Adult Kaede (everyone separate) with girl roommate?
Adult Karma, Nagisa, and Kayano with Female Roommate
‼️ Karma Akabane‼️
Okay, so you must be aware that living with him would be torture
Like he’s such a handful
The only reason your apartment is somewhat clean is because of you. Like this mf is the cause of all the messes
You threaten to shred his documents all the time since he leaves them hanging around on the floor, counter, etc
Luckily, you have more in common than not, so you do get along
You’re the only person who can deal with him tho let’s be real
Karma treats you like family. Like y’all are comfortable enough to be living together, you do mean a lot to him
But he’s also an ass so he’ll play lots of pranks on you. The day all your clothes turn pink, you nearly kill him
You guys both have very stressful busy schedules, so you order in pretty often. You take turns picking which place to get takeout from.
On rare nights, Karma decides to be nice and cook a meal for you both, then you do the dishes. That is very rare tho
One of your favorite pastimes together is camping out on the couch and watching some trashy show, usually a reality one or smth. And you both criticize it but also enjoy it, and you make fun of each other
Tbh living with him is also like having a bodyguard. That creepy tenant down the hall staring at you? Please, Karma will immediately make sure that stops.
You guys would invite your friends over, but your apartment is still such a mess oml
Sugino still drops by sometimes just to make sure you both haven’t killed each other and that you’re eating vegetables
Basically, being Karma’s roommate would mean you’re never bored, but you’d probably have headaches a lot keeping up with him.
🧊 Nagisa Shiota 🧊
Ayoooooo we got one of the best options over here
Nah I’m kidding. He’s a workaholic and you’ll have to make sure he’s taking care of himself and still engaging with the outside world sometimes
He is the most considerate and patient tho. Like any time you need privacy or space, he 100% will give it to you
Always puts your needs above his, and it drives you crazy because you’re trying to look out for him
A lot of nights, you find him passing out at his desk at 4am from studying his teacher material. When that happens, you just gently give him a pillow and wrap a blanket around him.
He’s an early bird so good luck with that lmao
You both definitely become a close family with each other
A lot of nights when you’re both free, you just stay up late, talking about anything and everything over cups of hot chocolate
Oh you’re definitely his wingwoman btw. You always tease him about his lack of game
But you’re also both very protective of each other too :)
Your place becomes a hang out spot for Group 4 against your will. Those weirdos you call your friends just always randomly show up at your door lmao
On Nagisa’s first day of teaching, you get him a gift as congratulations. You put together a bundle of cute supplies, like markers, pens, notepads, a fun teachers calendar, etc.
He absolutely loves it and is like 🥺
Basically, being Nagisa’s roommate would be very cozy and living with your platonic soulmate, but also worrying about his health a lot.
🥑 Kaede Kayano 🥑
Best girl 😤
I feel like she’d be the best option tbh
She can take care of herself and your apartment, freely express emotions and listen to you...
And you get crazy cool props and outfits from her sets sometimes
But yeah, living with Kayano feels like y’all are married but like platonically, you know?
You guys bicker so much, but it never means anything bad
Your apartment is beautiful PERIOD.
Like your aesthetic is so nice, the interior design, everything... you both have amazing taste
And it’s always kept very clean. You delegate tasks pretty easily, and if someone can’t for some reason, you’re both very understanding
One sad note though is that you order in or eat out pretty much every night lolol. You guys are just too busy to cook often...and you’re not very good at it lmao
Your kitchen has almost burned down twice already
Muramatsu has to come by every so often with Hara to drop off food and make sure you guys have something healthy to eat
On the bright side tho, Kayano is an amazing baker. If you guys could live off of desserts, that’d be fantastic
You love watching movies together! Either curled up on the couch, or with a laptop on one of your beds. Always with a million snacks of course
It’s mostly just you trying to enjoy the film while Kayano makes pretentious commentary lmaoooo
One time, she actually got Mimura on the phone to confirm this point she was trying to make to you about the Aliens film series
Also Kanzaki and Okuda are basically your honorary roommates lolol. They come by often since all of you are so close UwU
You and Kayano keep trying to convince Kanzaki to actually move in with you
Basically, being Kayano’s roommate would be literally living with your bestie and having so much fun, but also getting roped into her rather diva life lol
Which of them would you wanna be roommates with? 👀
#assclass#ansatsu kyoushitsu#assassination classsroom#headcanons#group 4#nagisa shiota#karma akabane#kaede kayano
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