#I wanna finish it by tomorrow so I'm doing an all nighter

[amir2018]

Starting the essay....this is my sisyphean boulder...my atlas globe...

[thepandalion]

I. Uh. Hi?

This feels like a callout and I don't know if I like it

Also I am very bad at this entire. Tagging people thing? Sorry •^•

Eh. I will. Try. I'm curious @drorey @mbcbrdheun1 you two are like. The only people who I'm vaguely sure won't hate me for tagging you publicly on a post. No pressure tho >~<

I was tagged by @gaiagalit to do the cosmos persona test. This was... Huh.

Strength: hiding emotions

Weakness: emotionally clueless

YA'LL DIDN'T HAVE TO CALL ME OUT LIKE THAT.

I'll tag... @artemisia-black @scum-belina @kirarahu @nesyanast @wine-effectao3 @transmascpetewentz

[hongyangi]

somnolent | jacob bae

⤷ bf!jacob, gn!reader, fluff, implied established relationship

it's already late at night and your computer is still on, multiple tabs open and keyboard clicking. you were planning to pull an all-nighter so you can finish your work earlier than the deadline. coffee on hand, eyes fixed on the screen, you sip your coffee and set the mug aside. ideas are abundant in your brain right now so you didn't wanna waste more time. besides, you might forget them if you procrastinate. you would hate it if you'd be late on the deadline or if your plans won't be done as scheduled. you were already stressed at having too much work at the same duration so it's best to get them done as soon as you can.

feeling productive, you were so focused on your work that you haven't given much attention to your boyfriend beside you. jacob rests his head on your shoulder, still considerate to not distract you by not being too close. yet, he sighed several times. it's even louder than he anticipated but you still did not bat an eye. he pouts. hoping for any slight attention, or maybe a conversation starter, he slides his arm around your waist and moved a little closer. when he fails to get your attention, he calls, "baby..." in a slightly groggy voice. you hummed a small "hm?" but eyes still shifting from the screen to the keyboard.

he sighed, face somewhat closer to your neck so you felt his breath fan on the side of your cheek, neck, and to your ear. instinctively, you tilt your head enabling him to press his lips on the crook of your neck quite accidentally. chills invaded your body making you blush, "jacob?" you turned to him. feeling a sense of victory, he smiled smugly at you and took the chance to peck on your lips. the blush became worse for what he just did and you only giggled to him,

hoping you could stop the giddy feeling he just bestowed on you, you turned back to your computer screen, but now barely able to focus. "is this needed too soon?" he asks, brows furrowed in frustration. "in three weeks, but i have few parts left so i want it done sooner." you explained in response while typing. jacob sighs, "you can continue tomorrow-" he pauses, "no, later. or yeah, maybe tomorrow. you should rest all day today. look at the time!" he protests when he realizes the time. you stop midway, eyes darting at the date and time of your computer.

oh, shoot. you abruptly turn to jacob who's still pouting beside you. you felt sorry for making him wait until almost four in the morning so you can go to bed together. "you've been waiting that long?" your eyes widen at him. the disbelief was evident in his expression but still managed to tease you, "well, i'm glad you're aware." jacob shrugs.

"okay, hold on a minute. i'll just finish this-" you saved the file and were about to add a little edit for it but you didn't notice that jacob has already sat on the bed beside your work table and he cuts your sentence by pulling your swivel in his direction. he also easily yanks you up from your seat by the waist and plops down on the bed with you on top of him.

you were surprised by his antics. nevertheless, it still made you feel warm and thrilled. the position enabled you to feel his heartbeat against your own and it made both of you silent for a moment, albeit never awkward. you looked at him fondly under you. one hand on the small of your back, and one fixing the stray hair that falls on your face. jacob stares at you just as affectionately and gives you a soft smile, "you worked hard today," he says in an almost whisper, his palm resting on your cheek while his thumb caresses your face softly. "you always give your best at everything you do, y/n, and i'm proud of you..." jacob pats your back gently, "but i hope you're not too disappointed when you can't do something you like. it's alright to take it slow, okay? you should allow yourself to rest too."

his words of encouragement soften your heart and you wish you could replay this moment as many times as you can. you could feel your eyes become teary as you take his words to your heart, but you manage to conceal them as you bury your face in the crook of his neck. but jacob knows. you won't realize you're tired and overworked until he tells you to rest. you even thought that he knows you better than yourself. those were words you need to hear at least once when you're having a hard time, and he never fails to reassure you. you have a companion. you have a source of strength. "thank you..." you managed to say. jacob hugged you tightly and hums, "i love you." you returned it to him as you close your eyes and your body at ease.

after a few seconds before you could let the sleepiness control you, you lift your head again and blinks at him, "are we sleeping like this?" you ask perplexed. jacob was as confused as you are but he chuckles and holds your frame carefully, gently laying you down beside him. your head rested on his arm and his face was just above yours. you looked up at him, who was supposed to give you a forehead kiss but his lips touched the tip of your nose instead. jacob was slightly surprised as he opens his eyes, but his smile grew and proceeded to kiss your lips instead. "is this comfortable for you?" he asked and with no words left to protest at him, you nod, hiding your gleeful smile when you drape your arm on his waist and snuggles close to his chest where you could hear his heart beating.

"sleep well, my love." you softly whisper and lay quiet in his embrace, somnolent after the busy day. you hope you can wake up at the sight of him beside you once again. you feel a warm hand patting your back as you fell asleep.

"sleep well, my dearest."

[hanmi-xo]

CHAPTER 11: "Tell Me"

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I sat at the the living room with my notes scattered across the soban. I had an upcoming exam tomorrow, and I have been studying since I got home.

[Soban - Korean short tray table]

I can hear Suyeong on the phone with her friends in the kitchen while Sujun played video games in our room. Though our parents aren't around often, it was times like these that I did enjoy. We didn't have to hear them talk about money or complain about my siblings and I. We could be ourselves without them breathing down our necks.

They always hogged the living room, and they would often smoke. The scent would be strong after they leave the house. It was always annoyed to deal with, and I hated the smell of it. I always left the window open so we would have some air.

"Unnie! Did your boss say we can work at the restaurant!?" I can hear Suyeong call out to me.

I turned around to look at her. She was holding her phone up so the mic would be near her lips. In another hand she was holding metal chopstick. I want to assume her friends were asking about the possible job offer she was getting.

"Junhui told me that Mister Choi should be contacting me about it before the end of next week since he's considering it. Sujun just needs his work permit," I tell her.

I watched as her face narrowed before her eyes went to our bedroom door. We could hear Sujun yelling about needing heals towards his friends who probably were on his headset.

"What a dumbass," she says before talking towards her friend. "Minha, I think I'll get the job, but my dumb bother needs his work permit."

She turned back around while she continued her conversation with her friend. I looked back at my notes and textbook that laid in front of me. I thought back about the two boys that randomly appeared at the restaurant.

They both seemed more quiet than usual, but their friend on the other hand was very friendly and more enthusiastic than Chan. It was strange. I want to believe that they're probably tired and probably were surprised seeing me.

Then again, I wouldn't know.

I feel kind of bad not telling them about my job, but then again, a conversation about it never came up.

I don't even know if we're friends anyways.

It would be weird if I asked them. I'll just leave things be, I guess.

I don't want to think about it anymore. I already have an exam that I almost forgot about.

I should worry more about school than those two boys.

~

I sat in the lecture hall with tired eyes. I ended up sleeping at 3am and waking up at 6am to get ready for school. I would have pulled an all nighter, but I knew some sleep would be better than none.

"Hey, are you okay, Subin?" Chan asked me. He had a worried expression.

He came up to me with a hooded denim jacket before sitting next to me. He seemed like his usual self. I greeted him with a forced smile. I didn't want him to see me tired.

"I'm good," I lied.

He stared at me with brows low.

"Don't worry about it," I say. "I'm fine."

I didn't need him worrying about me. It'll only make me feel bad.

"Are you sure?" His words were soft as his expression.

I nodded my head while I tried to keep my eyes awake. "Yeah."

He hummed as though he'll set aside his worries towards me. I turned away so I can look back at my notes before our professor arrives.

Once I finish my exam for the next class, I'll be able to sleep. I just need to stay awake a little longer.

I closed my eyes to let them rest for a moment. I just need to get through class.

~

As I walked into outside towards the library, I saw Hansol in a distance. We locked eyes for a split second but it was like he didn't see me.

He began to walk a different direction like he was in a hurry. It was odd since he usually bothers me so he can accompany me to the library.

I guess from the way he's walking, he probably had to do something. Oh well, that just meant I'll actually have some me time. More study time and less noise.

I don't wanna deal with Hansol. He'll probably just bother me because he'll think it's funny or something.

I'll probably just see him around some other time.

~

I felt a rush of anxiety hit me. I don't know if I did well in the exam since there were questions that weren't on the study pack.

Calculus 1 shouldn't have to be this hard, but here I was struggling.

I walked out of the lecture hall with so much defeat. If I didn't pass the exam I knew how badly it would affect my grade.

I didn't want to think too much about it, but I couldn't help but feel like I already lost.

"Subin!" I heard Chan's voice grow closer to me.

I turned around and found myself outside. The sky has grown dark and I felt a rush of wind hit me.

When did I get out here?

I looked at Chan who was behind me. He looked a bit out of breath like he was trying to catch up to me. How long was he following me?

Chan had his hood on and he seemed somewhat surprised and concerned. Was he calling my name earlier?

I don't remember.

"Oh... sorry I didn't hear you," I apologize. My voice came out rather weak.

He lowered his brows at me. "I know I shouldn't meddle, but if there's something bothering you- you can always talk to me."

He sounded stern. He was acting as if I was going to die. He must be thinking I'm going through a terrible crisis, but little did he know it was just an exam.

Plus a bit of lack of sleep.

I felt a tickling feeling inside me. I couldn't help but smile from how worried he looked.

I wanted to tell him that everything was okay, but it's obvious by now that he can see though my lie. Like who am I kidding? It felt like something swallowed me and spat me out.

"I just did an exam," I mutter.

I didn't like how he was worried, but it also made me happy seeing how he is concerned about me.

His eyes grew wide. "An exam?"

"Yeah." I pulled my hood over my head. I didn't like how the wind kept messing with my hair. Plus, my cheeks felt so cold. I forgot to bring a mask. "The grades are supposed to come in next month since my professor will be grading them over the weekend."

"Ah," he said. It was like realization hit him. He smiled in relief without losing eye contact with me. "I'm sure you did fine. You did study right? It's not the end of the world."

I felt myself grow soft. He was trying to lighten the mood. I hid the smile that was forming on my lips and avoided his eyes. He came to my side and began to walk down the pavement. I knew where he might be heading and I followed after him.

I watched as he put his black face mask on. It was strange how he looked different without it. I know I shouldn't be admiring his features, but I couldn't help it.

He seemed different today. I'm not sure what it is, but it wasn't bad nor was it good. It was like he's been thinking of something, but I couldn't tell.

"Chan," I called out to him.

He hummed in response before looking back at me.

"You don't have to worry about me," I tell him.

His brows narrowed towards me. I looked ahead to avoid his sharp eyes.

"It makes me feel bad..." I half whisper.

It was nice, but it also wasn't. Chan always made me feel good inside but whenever I'm near him, it felt like I was taking that smile away from him. I didn't like it.

"Let... let me worry..."

I turned around to look at him. Did I hear that correctly?

He was looking ahead, but I couldn't see his face. Was he also avoiding my eyes like how I was with him?

"Chan," I called out to him. My eyes never left his figure.

He hesitantly looked over at me. His eyes glistened from the lamp posts. It was like his eyes showed sincerity.

I stared at those orbs. His eyes were always smiling or worried with me, but these were the few times they were different.

It was like that time in the library when he gave me a napkin.

I felt my gut flutter. The things he does to me. I don't know how he does it. He's just too... pure.

He stopped walking as so did I.

"Why?" I ask him.

I wanted to know. Does he worry about me because he knew me since we were little? Or was it because he worried like he did with everyone else?

Was Hansol telling me the truth about Chan? Does Chan actually like me?

Are we even friends?

A part of me wish I didn't ask him, but I also wanted to know.

Chan's eyes looked deeply into mine before wavering away. He looked down. He seemed to be looking for the right words to say.

"Because..." he says. His soft came out almost a whisper.

"Because?" I repeated after him.

His eyes wandered for a second before looking back into mine. He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out.

It was like he was lost for words. He seemed nervous and anxious as I was.

What was he going to say? Is he scared of how I may react?

Are we not friends after all...

I felt my heart begin to hurt. Maybe I shouldn't have asked. Maybe he just saw me like he did with every other person he met before. We never did talk before college.

So why would he suddenly care now?

He has plenty of friends. So why bother with me?

"Never mind," I mutter.

I turned around with low eyes. I couldn't look at him. Not with the way I was feeling. I was a fool to think someone like him would actually like me.

Hansol, did you lie to me? Was this some sort of sick joke?

Memories of middle school flashed before me. Was this all for the moment? Was this all a lie?

I felt my forearm get tugged. I turned around to look at the culprit.

Chan stood behind me with narrow brows. Never have I seen this expression on him before. He looked scared, nervous, but also lost.

"Subin," he says my name. His voice was stern yet soft.

I stared at him- waiting for what he has to say. His grip remained on my forearm. He didn't want me to go.

"I-" he said. His eyes wavered for a moment.

I felt my heart begin to shake. It was like I was going to explode from anxiety. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes before look at me. He was trying to gain courage.

"I like you."

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[kinetic-socks]

Long post expressing my frustration with my procrastination

wake up in the morning like yeah lets get this essay done today

have meal

go to class

ok essay time.

find myself crocheting instead. hey brain, what?

brain: we have time, we'll get it done later dw

well. crocheting isn't as fun now but ok, what can ya do.

ok, we don't want to crochet anymore. essay now?

brain: no let's walk around and listen to music. exercise is good and will help us later.

me: again, it would be nice to be getting work done but alright.

me: hey, I still wanna get that essay done. can we go home and do that?

brain: no. exercise good. shut up.

me: i guess this is what we're doing.

brain: ok we got a cut on our arm while running let's go home and treat that.

me: yeah sounds great. in perfect agreement with you there.

brain: ok, cut is treated. let's nap now *reads comics instead and does more crochet like simultaneously*

me: what is happening

brain: ok NOW let's nap (it is 10:30 pm)

me: is this wise? It's late at night and we haven't done any work, and what if we accidentally sleep too long?

brain: alarm will handle it (it did) and we need sleep or we won't be able to think

me: you make sense but I don't feel great about this

I get back up at like. mignight and am like ok. essay Now.

brain: we're hungry again, eat first. and use the bathroom and change your bandaid it's coming off.

me: eating and using the bathroom and changing the bandaid all sound fine. these are reasonable things for a person to do.

It becomes 4am. Don't ask me how.

me: pleasee. essay now, we wanted to finish it before tomorrow

brain: well, it's either essay or go to bed for the night, which means it's the latest we can start and have it be today, so alright! you can now make yourself take out a pencil and write a bit. but also let's write a tumblr post about this phenomenon to ask the internet if you're just an undisciplined bitch for procrastinating or if i'm the bastard. also good luck making yourself follow any tips they give on making yourself get started because you can't make me do shit. it would be funny to watch you try honestly bc it didn't even work last semester when you got so frustrated with me that you'd start hitting yourself. so I really cannot think of a single way you could ever subjugate me and I will only make you miserable if you try. I will also make you miserable by doing this even if you don't try. This is who we are and you're simply not good enough

me: ok, when I post the post can we do the essay then?

brain: yeah probably. it's almost the end of today so I'll let you get started on it. You wanted it to be today and I understand that. You're right that we don't have a lot of time left.

me: it's not really today anymore but you're right that it still feels like it. thank god for the small mercy that is you letting me do it at all. We've been thinking about it for awhile anyway, maybe we'll enjoy this. Oh and you'd probably fight me like this tomorrow if I did it then, right? We'd turn it in at 7 am instead of midnight?

brain: I might enjoy it but you'll still have to fight me the whole way. and oh yeah for sure I would give you hell tomorrow. I wouldn't let you start it till late at night. that's what we did last time!

me: okay. at least we'll be able to edit it tomorrow after we write tonight. Plus we'll hopefully be tired tomorrow and not the next day when we have more important classes.

brain: should we finish writing tonight it's very unlikely I'll want to edit it tomorrow and you're likely to be satisfied enough that we have anything that you won't call me on it at all. We're probably not sleeping tonight so I'm going to give you a headache tomorrow to compel you to sleep after class and then probably all day and you rarely fight naps because our sleep schedule is so bad you figure we need it. plus yknow it makes sense to sleep after an all nighter.

me: ok but we'll write the essay?? when this post is done??

brain: yeah alright put in a readmore and hit post now.

[reblog-house]

Me, who has been awake for 33 hours, reaching in for my stash of pop-corn chips that has been intact for weeks, suddenly feeling an urge to eat them: Yo I wonder the side effects of not sleeping are

Website: Not sleeping for 36 hours increases your appetite for unhealthy foods

Me, suddenly snapping my hand back: You what

[blurredsun-blog]

I finally got my RFA VIP package (because I’m trash and had to get it just for the V things), but flipping through the booklets it stops and makes me think of how differently I view him now compared to how he was then since he wasn’t fleshed out so much in canon at the time. Before he was just a mystery and I was constantly struggling to hold some grasp on him. I was still having fun of course, but working with a character that had hardly any backstory and only being able to build off of the small bits of information that he had was a bit hard. I loved him regardless and I love seeing how much he’s grown as a character with AS, but it just hits me right in the feels. I was just going off of what seemed to fit the little that was known about him, and to just acknowledge that development? It feels nostalgic even though it’s only been a little over a year. xD My soft mint boy has grown so much! I’m so proud of him ♥

[kazuyaasai-serenaspencerli]

I have read your a soft and worried Shaw hc, I like your headcanon so muchhh!!🥺. If you don't mind can you make hc about MC collapsed due to her overwork like that and how Victor react. Thank youuu, have a nice day!

AIYAAA~ HELLO NONY

I'M HAPPY TO KNOW THAT YOU LIKE IT~

HERE YA GO, HOPE YOU ENJOY IT!

HAVE A WONDERUL DAY~ ʕ̯•͡ˑ͓•̯᷅ʔ

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"Come in." Victor's voice rang in her ears as she walk in his office with a tired smile. "You're early."

"I finished work early. It's good that I'll- hngh..." Suddenly felt dizzy, she steadies herself by leaning against the wall. "Are you okay?" Victor looks at her as she opens and closes her lips, her face getting paler as the minute goes by. He stood up and walks up to her, but before he could reach her side, her vision suddenly turns black and her consciousness fades away.

Brows creasing together, he manage to catch her before she hits the floor. "MC! MC!" He calls her name but the only response he got was silence. He carries her and puts her down the couch before dialling his assistant's number. Panic and worry is visible in his eyes. "Clear my schedule until tomorrow and also, call a doctor and send it to my house."

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Putting the documents in the bedside table, he pulls the covers up to her neck. He stares at her sleeping form before scooting in closer. He runs his thumbs in her heavy eye bags with a frown.

"You should take a rest... Try not to overwork yourself." Sighing, he places a gentle kiss in her forehead before she started shifting. "Mm... Victor..." A soft voice calls his name as she reaches out and grips his shirt. A small smile forming in his lips. He puts an arm at the back of her head and pulls her close.

He never felt so worried before, not until she fainted back in his office earlier that day. His heart jumped when he saw her leaning in the wall, with her face pale. He sighs and runs his fingers in her hair while texting Anna that MC will rest for a week. "I'll reduce your workload even more from now on..." He mutters as he puts his phone down beside him.

He doesn't want her to be stressed, doesn't want her to collapse due to overworking.

Not long, a small and slender fingers reaches out to him, running her thumb at his frowning lips. Surprised by this sudden action, he turns to her and saw a tired smile on her lips. "You're awake. You should sleep in a little bit more."

"Why are you frowning... Did something come up? And... Mm..."

"My head feels heavy... Mm... " She groans as she wraps her arms around him, closing her eyes. "You have a fever and you're stressed. And the doctor said that you need a plenty of rest. No work allowed for the time being."

"But-"

"Or do you want to collapse again? Lack of sleep, pulling all nighter, skipping meals, going to the office very early? Let Anna fill in for you for a week. I don't want to see you collapse in front of me again..." Victor trails off and sighs as continues to runs his fingers in her hair. Guilty, she clears her throat and tightens her arms around him. "I'm sorry, I won't do it again. It's just... I want to finish the project just to have a week off... Please don't be angry."

"I'm not angry..." His tone softens as he stares at her before wrapping his arms around her. "Don't overwork yourself okay? You already worked hard enough. And your health is the most important MC."

He spoke while staring at her, his voice becoming more soft and assured. His gaze softening under the light of the afternoon sun.

"Okay." She answers, looking straight at those blue orbs. "Now, be good and have some rest. I'll get some porridge down stairs." He was about to get out of bed when she pulls tightens her arm around him. "Mm... I wanna stay like this for a while..."

Yawning, she buries her head at the crook of his neck. "Don't hesitate to ask for help next time... I'm worried." He whispers in the end.

"What if I interrupt your work?"

"Dummy, I prioritize you first. And don't forget about your health."

"Hmm. Yes." She replies with a muffled voice.

"I'm going to get some porridge for you to eat. Your stomach must be empty from working too hard these past few days..." Victor trails off, a smile forming in his lips when he hears her soft snores.

He chuckles as he shifts into a comfortable position before taking her in his arms. A subtle feeling whirls inside him, the feeling he can't describe. The girl shifts in his arms and mutters, "Hmm... France..." Hearing this, his features softens. "I'll take you there as a vacation next week... So rest well."

"Don't push yourself okay? You're already working hard."

A soft smile appears in his lips as he kisses her forehead once more.

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OVERWORKED

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IDK IF I MADE VIC TOO WORRIED OR MADE THIS ONE TOO FLUFFY OvO

[torikawa]

Tōru Oikawa FanFiction Part #2

'Mixed Realities' a love story between [F/N] [L/N] and Tōru Oikawa.

This Fanfiction includes the following~

Happy Ending

Sexual Themes

Explicit Words

Kinks

Friends to Lovers

Strangers to Lovers

Sad scenarios in the Middle

Fluff

Comedy

[F/N] = First Name

[L/N] = Last Name

[N/O/S] = Name Of School

"Arghhh! This game is so annoyingly hard! Why do I keep dying in Electrical!" Oikawa angrily said while messing up his hair, flinging his arms around as he continued to puff his cheeks.

"Pfft, calm down-- you're probably just really bad at the Game" [F/N] replied with a satisfied 'huff'

"Yeah, Yeah"

A single night has passed ever since Oikawa appeared. [F/N] and Tōru were able to get along quite well during the hours they spent together. It's still Saturday, and it's been about 2 Hours ever since they started playing Among Us.

"Could we go outside?" Tōru asked, his eyes still glued onto his Phone as he moved his character around.

"You wanna go out? In THAT?" [F/N] asked as she pointed at his outfit. He was currently wearing his jersey, he hasn't changed out of them since he got here.

"Well, I wanna go out because I want to get clothes that I could wear other than this you know? I can't just wear my jersey all my life!"

"Fair point, I'll buy the clothes you need, so pick whatever you want when we get there okay?" [F/N] slowly stared back at Tōru, with a soft smile plastered on her face.

He didn't reply, he just stared at her with wide eyes. "You know, you're really pretty when you smile~" Oikawa cooed teasingly, causing [F/N] to throw one of her pillows at his face. Earning a small 'Ouch' as he hit the ground.

"[F/N]-Chan! So mean!!"

"Pfft..sorry, anyways let's go" [F/N] reached out, he happily accepted the help and brought himself on his feet.

Both Oikawa and [F/N] head down stairs, not without having a conversation ofcourse. Despite being different in many ways, they always seem to be able to spark up a conversation. Which is something they both appreciate. Because who would want to hang out with someone who you don't get along with? Certainly not them.

"Oh, right- here wear this mask" [F/N] slowly took out a white mask from her right pocket, adjusting her own as she gave the other to Oikawa.

"What- why-" He asked with his brows furrowed.

"Corona Virus, there's a virus spreading and I don't want you to catch it"

"A VIRUS?! GIVE ME THAT-" Tōru quickly snatched the mask and furiously placed it on. "Jeez, what a World you live in"

"Well it's no different from yours Tōru, but I guess it is different in a way"

[F/N] slowly pushed the door open, exiting her house with Oikawa right behind her. She turned around to close/lock the door.

"Wow, everything looks so- different" Oikawa said while staring at his current surroundings.

"Well yeah obviously, but Anyways- Let's head over to the nearest store!" [F/N] snapped her body forward, sprinting towards the direction of the said Store.

[F/N]-CHANNN! WAIT FOR MEEEE" Tōru yelled out as he ran after her in panic.

He eventually caught up to her, angrily tugging on her sweater with a childish pout on his face. "You didn't have to run like that you know.."

"Pfft, right, sorry sorry!" [F/N] lifted her right hand to him, wiggling her fingers a bit to tease him a little.

"Huh??" Tōru took her actions as a sign to hold her hand. So without hesitation, he reached out, intertwining his fingers with hers. Causing [F/N] to blush furiously.

"Aww~ look at you, you're so cute when you blush [F/N]-Chan!" Oikawa chuckled, gripping onto her hand tightly before turning his gaze to look forward.

[F/N] has never held a guys hand before, let alone a hand she has always dreamt of holding. It made her heart flutter, jump, do laps. It made her smile ever so softly as she stared at Oikawa's tall figure leading the way.

"I'm guessing this is the store you wanna go to?" Tōru asked, pointing at the store to his right.

She nodded slowly, this time stepping forward to lead him into the store instead.

"Woahhh, not half bad" He spoke as soon as they stepped through the double doors. His eyes widening and a huge grin spreading across his face.

"Pick anything, just aslong as you have clothes to change into..- Maybe get a sweater or two"

"Alright~"

Tōru happily walked around the store picking out the clothes he preferred. Most of the clothes he picked to wear indoors are alien related which caused her to snort.

"Hey.. He looks exactly like Oikawa! We should approach him come on!!" A girl whispered from afar, tugging her friend.

[F/N]'s eyes suddenly widened, fear rushed through her body. She didn't want anybody to take Tōru away from her, nor did she want to see him flirt with anyone considering his personality.

"Babe, are you okay?" A familiar voice called out, his hand grazing against her cheek ever so softly.

"Wh- why did you call me Bab-"

"Shh.. don't blow my cover now. As much as I love my fans, I'd hate for them to interact with me while I'm out with you." Oikawa whispered in her ear with a raspy 'n deep voice.

It sent shivers down her spine. "R-Right...Ermm...nothing Babe just a bit bothered is all!"

"Lucky... He's already taken, let's just go" The girls from earlier whispered.

"Phew~ Thank God you're the one I'm stuck with [F/N]-Chan, I honestly don't think I'd survive without you! But other than that, I've finished picking out my clothes now" He said while lifting the set of clothes that he picked out.

"I-- Alien shirts and boxers?" [F/N] slowly lifted one of the boxers and Shirts he picked out, causing Oikawa to look away embarrassed.

"S-Shut up- just don't look at them!"

"Chill Tōru, I love Aliens too"

He immediately perked up, his eyes widening and a huge goofy grin spread across his face. He's never had a Friend who was into Aliens aswell.

"How about this, we could get matching pyjamas!"

[Cue Oikawa Dramatically gasping/screeching in excitement]

[F/N] and Tōru spent the rest of the day outside shopping for whatever he needed. Getting matching clothes, Icecreams, and even went for a little walk in the park.

"Today was fun, let's go out again tomorrow!" Oikawa happily said, his hands full of paper bags filled with his new clothes including hers.

"Oh, sorry I have to go to a Volleyball Match tomorrow"

"Oh? A Volleyball Match? Between who?" He asked in a curious tone, his eyes wondering to her smaller form. Dropping all the bags on the living room couch.

"My School against Shizawa, it's one of the rival School's that we're somehow close with"

"Kinda sound alike Shiratorizawa. I hate them already"

[F/N] laughed at how he began to pout at the similar School Name.

"Are you the manager of your Team?"

"Yeah, actually I am"

"Wow~ I'm impressed [F/N]-Chan" He cooed sweetly.

"When do you ever stop flirting Tōru--"

"No~ idea"

[F/N]'s eyes suddenly widened, her body swiftly turning to his. Oikawa stared back into her eyes, a confused expression plastered on his Handsome Face.

"You can come with me t-"

"YES, I WAS JUST ABOUT TO ASK!",

She burst out of laughter from Tōru's sudden out burst. Walking towards him she patted his shoulder before walking straight into the kitchen. Missing the way his cheeks turned pink.

"You hungry?"

"Starving"

"Hahhhh...you sure know how to cook [F/N]-Chan, that was amazing" Oikawa said in between his satisfied hums.

"Why thank you, also, wanna have an All Nighter? We can watch an Alien related Movie while at it"

"You read my mind [F/N]-Chan" Tōru quickly sat up, his matching Alien Pyjama's more noticeable. She thought it was adorable, about how he didn't mind getting matching pyjama's. It made her heart flutter.

[F/N] quickly ran up the stairs, Oikawa following afterwards. They immediately pushed the door to her room open with a 'Thump'

"I'm gonna bet you right now you'll fall asleep as soon as the Movie starts!"

"HAH, try me Shittykawa"

"NOOOO YOU'RE STARTING TO SOUND LIKE IWA-CHAN [F/N], STOP!"

She bursted out of laughter, plopping herself on the bed as her back leaned against the head board. Tōru did the same, his shoulder ending up brushing against hers. They sat close, a little too close. But who were they to complain about it if they had such a great time together?

[F/N] opened her laptop and began to search for an Alien related Movie on Netflix.

"I have a feeling we'll be Best Friends [F/N]-Chan"

"Aren't we basically Best Friends already?" She said without sparing a glance at him.

He simply smiled, humming in approval. "Fair Point"

[Original Idea, Do Not Steal.]

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Mystic Sisters- Ch.9 Kiss and Makeup

Yua’s pov

I felt like I was going to throw up. My emotions were running all over the place and so was my brain. It was late but I knew I had to talk to Haru. Maybe I shouldn't be doing this. I thought, reaching for the doorknob with sweaty palms. The cold air hit my face as I walked down the familiar street remembering the last time I was here. 

It was a few weeks after we broke up. Haru stopped coming to school and stopped answering his phone. I knocked on the front door calling out his name but no reply. His parents' car wasn't in the driveway. I peaked around to the back to see the back gate was unlocked. That wasn't like them. I grabbed the doorknob and it opened. Stepping inside there was nothing. Not a couch, a painting, not a single piece of evidence that a family once lived here. Every room was completely empty and so was I.

“Haru?” I called out disparately. Falling to the floor the tears I had been holding back started to spill.

“You can't just leave me here.” I cried. 

Here I was again, standing in front of his house with tears threatening to fall. 

“Yua?” Haru puzzled, shutting the front door behind him. “What are you doing here?” he asked walking closer. I don't know how long I was standing there but I didn't hear him open the door. 

“We need to talk.” my voice came out more as a whisper. 

“It's midnight. Couldn't this have waited until tomorrow?”

“No. I'm tired of you running away. I'm not leaving until we talk.” Haru quickly looked around before grabbing my hand and leading into the house and back to his room. Nothing had changed. Everything was back in its place like the house wasn't empty a few months ago. Every picture frame, piece of furniture, even the flower pot Haru’s mom kept by the front door. Being back reminded me of all the nights we would spend here watching movies and doing homework together. All the times we pulled all nighters for midterms and ended up eating way too many snacks. Then we would walk sleepily to Mystic cafe for coffee before our test.  I finally met Haru’s eyes and he stared at me worried. He still had his hands wrapped around mine.

“Why did you leave?” I asked bluntly. When he didn't say anything I asked again. 

“I thought we were okay. You told me you loved me and then disappeared. Haru I tried calling you I even came back here but you were gone. Why? You left me here and that hurt!” I cried out.

“Hey don't be so loud. My parents are asleep.” he said calmly. He took his free hand and tried to wipe my tears but I swatted his hand away. I stood up walking away from his bed. 

“I don't even know why I came here. You obviously stopped caring about me a long time ago. And what makes matters worse is that I still love you. Even after all the shit you put me through, I still love you!” Haru pulled me into his lap. We stayed in silence until Haru spoke.

“Yua I still love you. I always will.” he whispered into my ear.  I was torn. Those three words are what I waited months to hear but now I don't know what to feel.

“I know what I did was wrong but I had no intention of hurting you.”

“Then why did you leave?” I mumbled. I turned to face him, still teary eyed.

“I had to. I didn't want to but I had to. I had so many family issues and they all piled up at once. The next thing I knew we were packing up and headed back to our family home. I never meant to hurt you that night. When I came back I knew that I hurt you and didn't know how to talk to you so I kept avoiding you.I meant it when I said that I loved you. I never knew if I was coming back. I thought it would be better if you forgot about me.” 

“ We've been friends forever and dated for two and a half years. Haru I couldn't forget you.” I had been playing with the necklace around my neck while Haru talked. It was a habit that I picked up anytime I thought about him. I laid against his chest trying to take in everything that was happening. 

“You still wear it?” he smiled, brushing the hair out of my face.   

“Of course idiot”. We talked for a little while longer. I zoned out for a little while taking everything in. Nothing about him had changed.well maybe his hair. His hair had grown out a little but I still liked it. He still had that same smile that I loved since we were kids.  “You know you could have just told me what was going on.”

“I know. I should have but everything happened so fast.” I looked at my phone and it was 2am. I let out a yawn and got up.

“I should probably go home.”

“I'll walk you back. It’s late.” I nodded and yawned again before following him out of his room. Haru held my hand as we walked back to my house. It was silent but it was comfortable like it had always been. 

“Thanks for walking me home.” I said once we got to the front door. He let go of my hand and pulled me to his chest. 

“Let's talk some more when it’s not 2 am.” he laughed and I nodded against his chest. He leaned down to press  a light kiss on my lips.

“Good night Yua.” 

A few weeks later

“Why are you so smiley?” Hikari asked from across the table at breakfast. She gave me a confused look before digging her fork into her french toast. 

“No reason.” I smiled, looking up from my phone and sipped my orange juice. Hikari shrugged and continued to eat while scrambling to finish her math homework.

“If you weren’t up all night with Hisako playing video games then maybe you would have finished.” I joked. She looked up for a second to give me an angry glare before going back to her homework. 

“Girls! Hurry up with breakfast before you're late!” Mom yelled running through the house while biting into an apple. She had a meeting this morning and has been running around the house since 5 am. 

“Has anyone seen my phone?!” She yelled pulling her sweater over her head.

“Living room!” Hikari and I yelled back in unison. 

“Why is she always like this?” I asked, shaking my head. 

“Oneesan! Let’s get ice cream.” Hikari said happily as she and Hisako waited for me after school.

“Oh… I actually have plans.” I looked over her, smiling at the figure walking over towards us. 

“With who?” She pouted cutely. 

“With me.” Haru said leaning down to kiss me. 

“Okay ew. I guess I’ll go with Hisako.” Hikari said, walking away disgusted. She only walked a few feet before turning back to face us. 

“Wait are you officially back together?” 

“Maybe.” I winked, reaching up to kiss Haru’s cheek. Hikari walked away again with the same disgusted look walking faster to catch up with Hisako. I laughed reaching for Haru’s hand.

“Where do you wanna go?” Haru asked after walking around for a few hours.

“Let’s get ramen!” I cheered, grabbing Haru’s hand. There was a ramen shop that had opened up in Harajuku. 

“I see why you wanted to come here?” Haru laughed once we got to the building. I looked at him with a mischievous grin on my face.   

“How could I miss out on a Naruto themed ramen shop?” I squealed. Haru playfully rolled his eyes before following me inside. Everything felt normal again. After we talked at his house that night we talked a few more times before deciding to give our relationship another shot. I found us a table when Haru ordered the food. I felt off like someone was watching me. I haven't felt like this in awhile. It couldn't have been just me right? Hikari seemed fine so maybe this time it was really just me imagining things. I felt at ease when I saw Haru walking to our table.  

“Extra scallions, no garlic, firm noodles, extra spicy, and iced tea.” Haru smiled now sitting across from me. I smiled back happy that he still knows my ramen order. 

“And aren't you missing something?” I questioned. He laughed and pulled out a charm from his pocket. 

“And a Sasuke charm that you wouldn't let me leave without.” I smiled watching him add the charm to my keychain.

“Thank you.” The waiter came by with our food. I enjoyed every bite and planned to make Haru come back. While we were eating I noticed that Haru tensed up a bit. Maybe he was nervous. That wasn't like him though. After dinner we walked around Harajuku for a little while longer, popping in a few stores along the way. I noticed that Haru seemed distant and distracted. He only replied back to me with “yeah” or “okay”.  

“Haru?” I stopped him by standing in front of him. 

“What’s up?” he asked, confused. 

“Why are you so distant tonight?” He came closer now standing right in front of me, looking down. “Why are you so tall?” I mumbled looking up at him.

“Babe i'm fine.” he reassured, leaning down to kiss me. “Are you sure? We promised not to keep secrets from each this time.” 

“I promise I'm fine. Let’s go home though. I don't need your mom yelling at me because I brought you back past curfew.” he laughed. 

“It wouldn't be the first time.” 

Haru’s pov

I dropped Yua off and told her goodnight. Her mom gave me some lemon bars to give to my mom. My mom loved Naomi’s lemon bars. Walking back to my house I felt someone following me. I picked up on his scent. It was the same from earlier. I turned around to face where the scent was coming from.

“I know you're following me so just come out. I don’t bite well, not always” I was met with a teen boy with blue eyes dressed in all black. 

“So you’re the one that’s been stalking my girlfriend.” 

“I wouldn’t call her your girlfriend since she’s been crying about how you left her for a long time now. Maybe you should leave her again. That would make my job a lot easier” The boy said completely unbothered.

I looked him up and down before grabbing him by his collar “Who the fuck are you and what do you want with my girl?”

The boy yawned as if he was bored and pushed me off of him. “ You're in my business, don't do that. I’m pretty sure you have your secrets that you wouldn’t want her to know right?” He looked at me and his eyes were very cold. The boy smirked at me “you're pathetic and not worth my time so  let me handle my business in peace.”

He tried to walk away from me but I wasn’t about to let him go without knowing what he wanted from Yua. I grabbed his shoulder, turning him back towards me. “ If you think i’m just gonna let you leave then you got another thing coming. Now answer my question what the fuck do you want with Yua?!” I yelled as I attempted to punch him in the face but he dodged me and held a blank face as if he was bored.

The boy sighed before smirking at me. “You really wanna do this? Alright” He said before hitting me with a roundhouse kick catching me off guard hitting me directly in my jaw. I got ready to send another punch his way when I felt his knee hit me in the stomach with extreme force. I stepped back gasping for air. “Damn this guy is fast how did he land two hits in a blink of an eye!?”I looked at the boy who just looked at me and there was no smirk this time his face was serious.

  “I can do this all day. You wanna keep going? You seem out of it already so how about you dont waste anymore of my time.” he kept the same bored tone.

“Stay away from Yua and then I’ll leave you alone.” I growled this time using my speed and tackling him to the ground putting him in a headlock. I had to move faster than him if I wanted to get somewhere.

The boy sighed again and I heard him speak under his breath. “Idiot.” before breaking out of the headlock and elbowing me in my neck and sending a right hook across my face.  And just when I thought he was done he sent another kick hitting me straight under my chin sending me flying and hitting the concrete ground roughly.  “Next time you get in my way I won’t be so gentle.” the boy said before walking away.

[dat-fandom-losertown]

I LOVE YOUR PACIFIC RIM AU SO FAR!!! I was so engrossed I almost forgot to sleep last night! I love how you portray things, and you write very well! If it's okay to ask, do you have any examples of what you think the characters wear? I know you explained some, but I'm a bit visual when it comes to outfits (in my head I just imagine them in whatever suits the Mood™ :'3). If not that's okay!!! I wouldn't mind a (more?) thorough word-explanation, either!!! Please and thank you? :D

THANK YOU SO MUCH!! I am so touched that you like TDBU so much!! Is it weird to say that I saw you liked each chapter and it 100% made my day?  And, like, the mom friend in me wants to yell “DON’T SKIP SLEEP”, but I can’t count all of the times I’ve pulled an all nighter just to finish a good fic so... 😂😂 But really, thank you so much for taking the time to read TDBU and leaving an ask!! 😄💖

As for what the characters wear, I plan on drawing the main 4 once my Hand and Brain decide they wanna work together Lol (I hate artist’s block), but for now I’ll try giving you a description and various reference pictures of what they wear, because I don’t think I ever went into real detail about it. Clothing is one thing I usually don’t think about often in real life, and, looking back, my writing really shows it 😅🤣

This got really long because I did everyone (because not everyone gets a custom wardrobe like the main 4) and I love to ramble and talk a lot, so I put it all under the cut 😊

Basically, in my AU, trainees are allowed to wear basically whatever they want as long as it’s “gym appropriate” (but no shorts). So for the OC trainees, imagine a lot of yoga pants, leggings, tennis shoes, fitted T-shirts, and tough pants. All of the background employees and Luther wear the cannon Pacific Rim uniform (the first and second outfits), with the only exceptions being the scientists and Chloe (they go semi casual, some good examples can be found using Google Images), and Marshal Fowler (who also follows cannon; the third pic).

For Markus, Simon, North, and Josh, I imagine them wearing things that are close to cannon like below. Just imagine that North’s shirt doesn’t go off one shoulder, and Josh loses the jacket, and Simon and Markus lose the turtlenecks/hoods. They all, of course, have their casual outfits, but whenever Connor or Ritch see them, it’s like this. The one exception being at the party where they were all wearing various types of pajamas and comfort clothes (imagine whatever you want for the pajamas, honestly).

I imagine Hank wearing clothes close to Cannon as well (at least for now), like below. That’s his favorite sweatshirt and is seen most frequently in it along with various, dark-colored sweat pants that usually have food stains or random, small holes at the seams from age. Although, as Connor mentioned briefly in the last chapter, he has seen Hank without his infamous sweatshirt once when he dropped the alcohol off the night of the party (and I am offended at myself for not pointing that out in that chapter. It was supposed to me a very minor thirst moment for Connor because Hank’s arms are 👌 in this AU), and that was the stained, grey T-shirt we all know from the “Wake Up Lieutenant” scene. He also either wears an old pair of tennis shoes or slippers depending on how his day is going/what kind of mood he was in that morning (Connor will actually mention this in the next chapter, which will be up tomorrow!!).

Gavin is where things start to deviate (no pun intended) from cannon. He normally wears a grey (any shade as dark or darker than below) or a muted red T-shirt (similar below). He always wears dark (either blue or grey/black) fitted jeans (but not skinny or tight!!) with it, but no jacket. He’s technically a full-time Jaeger pilot, so he needs to wear clothes he can easily and quickly change out of so he can get into uniform and to the jaeger ASAP. A jacket and tight pants are two more obstacles between him and a city-destroying alien, but he’s also vain enough to not want to wear the official uniform all the time and to not go around looking like Anderson.

The only connection to D:BH cannon that Ritch and Connor’s wardrobe have are their “light and dark” color schemes. Their wardrobe is almost completely identical, with the only major differences being the colors and the fact that Ritch has heeled boots**. The pictures below show what Connor wears every single day (minus the gloves; he only wears those during training), but his shirts can be any shade of dark grey, and he has another set of pants that are navy blue. The second picture is more accurate to what Connor wears as pants than the first pic (whch should also help explain how he hid so many alcohol bottles without it being immediately suspicious), but the belt is the same as the first pic. All you need to do to get Ritch’s outfits is replace the black shirt with a white, off-white, or silver/light grey shirt, make his pants grey (he always makes sure his pants are darker than his shirt, but lighter than Connor’s shirt), and replace the boots for the ones in the third picture. His gloves and boots are both black for dirt and blood reasons, but his belt is a dark grey so it doesn’t "clash” with the light color scheme.

**Ritch fully realizes how dangerous it is to fight in heels, but by the time Amanda had adopted them and started their training, Ritch had been stealing heels and wearing them every day for years in order to be significantly taller than Connor and more easily differentiated from him, so his leg muscles and feet had literally grown used to the incline of the heels. Wearing normal boots (like Connor’s) was (and still is) uncomfortable for him. There will be more details and such about this discussed within the next 2 or 3 chapters, but know that there’s a low chance of him breaking an ankle or something while training or fighting due to reasons. (I’m taking some creative liberties with Ritch’s “shoe problem” because [both thankfully and frustratingly] I couldn’t anything about overuse of high heels by children or anyone else with developing muscles. However, the effects Ritch has in this fic do happen to women after years of almost daily wear, just to a lesser extent, but nowhere on the sites I used said that the heels were higher than 3 inches, which was the minimum Ritch was wearing.)