#I wanna see my boys again TT-TT

[thewirewitch]

If Sun, Moon, and/or Eclipse aren't at very least hinted at in Secret of the Mimic, I'm going to eat a sock.

[sultrysparkles]

PRETTY BOY MOANS₊˚⊹♡

(izuku x reader smut)

synopsis: your boyfriend is embarrassed about his pretty moans, guess you'll have to force them out of him.

warnings: AGED UP IZUKU !! handjob, blowjob, mommykink, subizuku, pervizuku,domreader, whimpering

a/n: I heard a whimper audio on tt, and it reminded me of izuku so...

"p-please-" izuku whines, his voice shaky and strained. his hand reaching for a fistful of your hair as you sucked the soul out of the green haired boy.

your tongue swirled around his tip, his glossy baby pink tip which just had crystal white streams of precum oozing from the slit. you noticed every time your tongue even went near his tip, he would cry out so lewdly, the sounds rivaling those of porn videos.

you and izuku hadn't been too intimate with each other, you guys had only started dating 6 months ago and it never really came up. you two just chose to ignore the obvious whimpers and breathy maons which came from the other side the phone.

the two of you had crazy sexual tension, but izuku was so shy about it. of course he already had thousands of daydreams about how he would pound into you so harshly all you could do is scream out his name, or just erotic thoughts of eating you out on his bed. your sweet arousal coating his lips as he ate you out like he was starved. he dreamt of overstimulating you so much that the only thing that would go through your mind that night was him.

naturally you were fed up with the whole waiting game. you needed to feel his cock thrusting in and out of you, not your fingers. you wondered how it would feel, how it would feel to have him in you, his pelvis meeting your clit every single thrust as he rammed into you from the back. oh the thoughts of his pretty little groans which always rang through your ears. you just had to initiate sex tonight.

and so you did, what went from a steamy makeout session to izuku, laid back against his chair as you say on your knees. in-between his legs, hands covering his cock and saliva dripping all over his length.

izuku couldn't believe the sight before him, he always dreamt about this very moment, seeing you right in-between his legs, your gentle soft hands just jerking himself so well it took everything in him not to cum right there. he watched as your mouth took him in, the wet and warm sensation making him shudder. your puffy rosy pink lips wrapping around the base, coating the shaft with your spit. he knew he was big too, so watching you struggle to take all of him in your mouth, even admiring the imprint of his dick through the side of your cheek just fueled his ego. watchin those glossy eyes stare up at him so innocently, you would be the death of him.

you quickened your pace, making sure that your rough tongue just grazed his tip in that one spot, eagerly waiting for him to reach his peak. izuku bit down hard on his bottom lip, suppressing his dirty moans. you glare back up at him, "aww don't tell me ya getting shy now baby..." you coo, hands sloppily rising up and down.

he shuts his eyes close, clearly embarrassed of his noises. but you, nah you weren't having it. you slap his thigh lightly, though hard enough so you could grab his attention. "if you wanna cum tonight, you better not hold back any of those pretty noises" you warn, eyes coldly staring his.

izuku wasn't sure what to feel right now, he was nervous. he has never seen you so stern and demanding, but every part of him loved it. "m'sorry!.." he groans, the feeling of your mouth overwhelming his mind once again.

you could feel him twitch under you, his thighs shaking and his cries growing my frantic and whiney. "mm- fuck- fuck- fuck-" he cries, the words mushing together as your hand strokes him swiftly. "m'so so close mommy, just l-like that-" he whines out. you giggle, eyes batting up at him so sweetly. izuku groans at the sight "f-fuck mommy can I please cum in?" he whines, his sweet kind eyes staring right into yours.

you smile warmly "anything for my sweet boy, cmon cum for mommy like a good boy" you call out, mouth tangling around his length again. and that's all izuku needed, moaning out strained cusses under his breath as he came in your mouth. his cum spurts quickly, it was thick and a semi opaque white. you make sure to stare at his hazy eyes as you swallow all of his semen, him watching you still so lustfully. all before whispering

"it's your turn now princess, let me make ya feel good"

[w--zii]

a surprise - part two

bf!jihoon x f!reader

[minors dni]

smut warning:usage of words like slut, filthy etc. orgasm control, let me know if theres more.

vc:703

you took a deep sigh as you closed the folder in your hands and checked for the time. your dinner order should be here by any time now. you went to kitchen to have some water and when you came back to lay on your shared bed with jihoon, a notification popped on on your screen from him.

▶️AUDIO—6:24

he must be so bored, you thought, as you clicked on the notfication. how innocent.

hi baby^^ listening to it now<33

:)

he only sent a creepy smile and left you alone with the voice record.

first seconds of the audio were only his breathing, you didn't understand a single thing, just continued listening while your eyes kept a stare on the white ceiling.

"y/n.. a-ahh,"

your tracks stopped after hearing his voice. did he really moan your name? your face and entire body started to warm up, you felt like your heart might melt anytime.

"f–fuck oh, feels so good."

you started to breathe heavily.

"i miss you–ah," his every word ended with a whine or moan, it turned you on more. hearing your name on his lips has a dirty impact on you.

now you can hear his breathe getting faster and his groans deeper by every second. you started to squirm in your place, pressing your thighs together to get some kind of friction, didn’t help much though.

jihoon

one message. and he got you. thinking of how wet you would be right now made his cock twitch in his pants. (yes, again, he was desperate.)

"i s–swear, mhh–if i don't get there asap, my cock is g–gonna fall ah–off"

his words made you chuckle. your right hand reached for your clothed wetness, cupping it. you let out a whimper. jihoon didn’t respond to your message yet, he wants you desperate too.

“y/n, i know you're dripping right now. my filthy slut.”

you kept listening to him as he reached his climax. audio ended, you called jihoon in light speed to ask about the heck he done.

he accepted the call with a smirk on,

“what's up baby?” he's having fun and it's obvious.

“jihoonie... i miss you,” you said in a crying tone, he will help, right?

“mhm, i miss you too. i wish you were here, pretty.”

“i love it when you tease me.”

sudden confess made his heart drop.

“oh? is that so?” his eyes turning dark, he knows what you're trying to do.

“you can wait for me, yeah? beautiful?”

“please...”

“it won't take long i promise, baby.”

you fake cried to him, not trying to be a brat but you needed him, now. your pleas continued and jihoon just listened to you. still smiling to himself.

“y/n, i said no. right? you heard me? no touching to yourself. be a good girl for me, yeah?”

“okay hoonie...” almost whispered to yourself. you lost your voice.

“mhm? couldn't hear you, baby.”

“i'll be your good girl i promise, jihoonie”

he grinned when he heard you, you are all pouty and he knows it.

“good girl, as you should. now i'm gonna go, i need to sleep, okay? i'll call you when i'm done with work tomorrow. good night baby. i love you.”

“love you too jihoonie good night.”

you let out a puff and sulked. “really jihoon...”

as you were making your way to bathroom, to get cleaned up, another notification popped on your screen from him.

baby boy^_^;

would you like to send me a picture of yourself too before we sleep?

i wanna see you without a top on, baby.

you cursed in your breath and removed your shirt, your tits bouncing when they freed.

you took a photo showing off your boobs, lips in a pout, you tried to act angry but failed, he'll find you more cute.

that's my girl, thank you. you look so good baby i missed those tits so much.

if i was there i'd just make you cum only playing with your buds

i bet you're so fucking wet for me right now

filthy girl.

tf jihoon you look so good TT

i miss you i miss you i miss youu

shut up or i'll come untouched😭

bet lol

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

a/n: help i don't like this at all lmaoo TT

not proof read. © w--zii. do not repost.

[kairismess]

Omg could u imagine the hq boys doing this TT trend https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZPR3NqDxD/ when thier s/o begs them too….ahhh so cute ~🎀

🎀 the haikyuu boys as your coquette man . . .

"oops... sorry hun, i just don't know my own strength sometimes..."

he says with a false air of apology, knowing full well that you absolutely love seeing his biceps puff up when he flexes them ever so slightly. he chuckles as he sees your flustered face, the embarrassment and surprise at how easily the flimsy little bow you tied on the muscle of his upper arm came off; and he loves drinking up the delicious little look of surprise on your pretty face whenever he does that.

ATSUMU. kuroo. suna. futakuchi. konoha. OIKAWA. tendou.

"oh, shoot... hun, it fell off..."

he mutters as the thin ribbon you wrapped around his bicep earlier came undone (or rather, snapped off from the sheer pressure his muscles exerted as he flexed them for you). he was never one to show off his strength so proudly when he could be doing other things to make you swoon, he didn't really like having a lot of attention on himself—except when it came to you. he had to admit, seeing you all bashful and speechless at how easily the little tie on his arm came off from just a mere flex of his muscles made him want to show off to you a little more next time.

OSAMU. lev. asahi. kita. sugawara. daichi. HINATA.

"...it came off."

he mumbled as he looked down at the tiny ribbon that was snapped cleanly into two when he flexed his muscles. he couldn't understand why you wanted him to flex so badly for you when you both knew that ribbon would pop off his bicep, but when he saw your flustered reaction, he couldn't help but be flustered, too, albeit in a quiet, trying to subtle about it way. and he wasn't just the strongest, hottest man in the world at that moment... he was also your cutesy, embarrassed, coquette man.

USHIJIMA. kageyama. tsukishima. SAKUSA. AKAASHI.

"y'see that babe?! now aren't i just the coolest?"

he exclaims as he flexes those bulging muscles of his again as the ribbon you tied on him fell off; he always had a bit of an ego to him, but he loved to prove that he was strong and able to tease you–especially when all your attention was focused on him. go ahead, touch his biceps, he won't mind... he'd just wanna squeeze you in between them and make you even more flustered.

NISHINOYA. TANAKA. terushima. TAKETORA. hoshiumi. BOKUTO.

[onlymingyus]

hello, mars <3 sorry i'm late ueueue i hope hard hours r still open TT

since u had wine night, i thought abt how tipsy gyu just wouldn't be able to get his hands off of u, esp when his inhibitions are all but stripped !! u're still somewhat sober urself, so u find it kind of adorable how needy he's being :3c

bonus if u end up caving and sitting on his face jus bc he wants a taste so badly! hehe anyways ily & ur writing sm, i hope u're having a nice day <3

Kai, my love, I am sorry this is late and not actually being answered during a hard hours anymore more but...I saw this tonight and had the inspiration to write about it. I hope you don't mind.

c/w; kim mingyu x reader -- mentions a pussy, eating out, drinking alcohol, groping, mingyu lifts/carries the reader

Hi loves! Just a quick interruption -- Please check out How to Support Me. I would really appreciate that so that I can continue to hang out with you guys here and create content regularly ♥

Mingyu whines leaning over you shoulder as the two of you walk inside of the house. You had been the DD so he had allowed himself to indulge in a few drinks while the two of you had been out with friends.

He was clingy on a good day but, after a night of drinks, Mingyu couldn't keep his hands off of you. You laugh feeling Mingyu's lips press to the side of your neck before he mutters about how pretty you are. His words weren't slurred, he hadn't had so much to drink that he didn't know what he was doing but you still tried to keep him in check.

"It's bed time, lover boy."

Shaking his head no, Mingyu moves around you pulling at your jacket to pull you closer to him. You watch how his nose scrunches up so cutely as he argues with you.

"It's not. It's not even Midnight. It's time...to make out and then you can sit on my face. Or we skip the making out and do that after you sit on my face. I wanna eat your pussy so fucking bad right now."

Swallowing hard, you have to laugh at how blunt Mingyu is when he is tipsy. It wasn't that he usually minced his words when it came to what he wanted in the bedroom but there was usually a little bit more lead up.

"You have been drinking, you need a shower and to lay down. You don't need me to sit on your face."

You listen to your 6'2" boyfriend whine loudly, his feet stomping in protest causing you to lean your head back as you smile at how impossibly adorable he is. To be so large he acted like this when he wanted something so badly.

Seeing your neck open to him, Mingyu grins and takes his chance pulling you in with one arm using the other to grope at your ass as his lips press to your throat. He speaks between opened mouth kisses that cause you to lose any fight you once had.

"You don't have to do a thing. I'll be such a good boy for you. Fuck, baby, you smell so good. Please? I'll lay on the bed and you can just sit down right over my face, let me do all the work."

Mingyu's nose nudging under your ear as he speaks out his last words, his hand pulling at your thigh right under your ass. You finally nod and the man grins against your neck. With a squeak you find yourself over Mingyu's shoulder, looking down at his back as he walks to the bedroom.

"This is ridiculous. I can walk. You are acting like a cave man."

Grinning still, Mingyu lowers you on to the bed crawling over you to claim your lips once before speaking again.

"Mm, well I'm hungry."

[asocialangel]

Hello !! I saw that your requests were open so I wanted to know how you think the bllk would react if their s/o asked for a break or a break up with them ?? Actually i read your work on it and it was very well written (hurts my heart ಠ⁠‿⁠ಠ) so I was curious about that.

Anyway have a good day~~

“let’s break up” - how the bllk boys would react

Hello lovely ! Are you doing great ? Was my response quick enough ? Anyways, i wrote short fics instead of headcanons, i feel like they are more suited. But if you wish, I can write them in hc forms ! Specific characters can also be requested for a part two~  enjoy and don’t cry too much~~

Blue Lock angst: breaking up with Isagi Yoichi and Itoshi Rin

Isagi - swear words, toxic behaviors from both ends, no one is right\an example to follow tbh TT - 1,2k

It had been a while. That Isagi was ignoring you. Your hugs, your texts, the cooked meals you always put aside for him. You lifted your head and looked in front of you. It was so dark now it hurt your eyes. The afternoon had gone by in a blink of an eye. You had sat on the couch and next thing you know you’re on the floor, back against the living room rug, still crying. Everytime you dried up your tears, a few minutes of thinking were enough for them to start rolling down your cheeks again. Purposeful or not, did it even matter ? And you had rehashed thoughts and fake conversations so much by now, that you started convincing yourself he avoided you deliberately, to have fun and make you cry. 

The dim sky barely lit up the room, it was hard for you to distinguish the furniture around you. Everything was a grayish blue. Inside and outside. You and your surroundings. When you heard keys in the lock, you took a deep breath, eyes closed. The door creaked open. 

“Hey ba-” The voice that started talking with so much enthusiasm abruptly stopped. “Why’s it so dark ?” Without even warning, Isagi turned the switch on. Ow. It hurts your eyes so much. Yet you continue blankly staring at the coffee table. “Practice was so tough today. Hum, Y\N where are you ?”. You could feel him searching left and right for you. So used to it huh, you greeting him the second he arrives, a warm smile on your face, the table set behind you. There was a last time for everything, but none of you knew that yesterday was the one. “Oh well.” Quickly giving up, you heard his duffle bag hit the floor. He left everything as it was, heading for a shower. 

“I’m here.” Your expression still being as empty, not even looking in his direction, you got up. Your hand helping you lift your weight, you finally revealed yourself to him. From your peripheral vision, you could see his smile getting wider as he saw you. Not that you cared. You didn’t even bother to look at him when you pronounced that dreadful sentence: “We need to talk”.

“Do we ?” Isagi’s smile instantly dropped. But it made you furious. Instead of an apprehensive, concerned expression, he seemed annoyed. That bitch is gonna complain again right ? That’s probably what he was thinking. Couldn't he at least fake being scared for your relationship ? “Well i must. I’ll tell you something. Although I'm surprised you have nothing to tell me. Nothing’s been bothering you ? Everything alright, a-ok ? La vie en rose ?” You still didn't look at him, though you were walking in his direction, your eyes were empty. “What, does something seem wrong to you ? To me nothing h-” Ugh ! He was so ! Infuriating ! Why was he acting all cool, all unbothered, disdainful ? “Something ?! Something ?! Everything !”

You finally looked at him. Right in the eyes. You hadn't realized that anger had taken over your sadness. “How can you dare to pretend things are going right ? Have some respect, for me, and yourself !” “Okay okay, what will you whine about today ?” Isagi answered right away. “My fangirls ? How you wanna meet my friends ? The fact you’re convinced my parents dislike you ? Everything we’ve been through again and again.” He had an arrogant tone, almost laughing at you. “You always have something to bring up. I’m getting tired of your childish complaints”. 

Right where it hits the most. You scoffed. “Okay. Okay then. You’ll be so glad to hear what I've got to say”. You too started putting on a derisive expression. “At first I was sad. But now I'm thinking, how could you let yourself be treated this way, love ?” You were walking around the living room, in a theatrical way, gesturing to yourself and raising your eyebrows faking concern. “Isagi. You looked at him. I’m not gonna let you neglect me again, let alone pretend I'm the one who’s wrong. You and I… We’re over”. You looked at him almost satisfied. You-from-4-hours-ago would've never believed that, out of all the feelings you could have felt when asking to break up, amusement would have been the one.

And what you saw was even more delightful. Isagi’s expression turned from scoffy to utterly shocked. He did not see that coming. After all, to him, you had become someone who would just complain… Not actually take action. Little did he know everything he took for granted was going to disappear. As quickly as you would. Suddenly his whole world fell upon his feet.

You smiled, walking closer and closer to him. His sad expression.. It was almost fulfilling now. So taken aback, Isagi couldn't move, he only looked you in the eyes, full of despair. His eyebrows were wavering, his eyes were starting to get glossy from tears welling up, he tried to blink. You approached your face dangerously close to his. Your noses were almost touching, but you didn't budge though. You looked at him deep in the eyes, feeding on his pain. “Can you finally feel what I felt ?” Your tone was full of resolution. You stayed for a few seconds, just to pressure him, until you stepped back. You took each of his arms, and looked at his face again. “It’s okay. You’re a resilient boy, you’ll get through this”. You put on a fake pout, mocking compassion. “It’s not like I mattered much to you anyway, right ?”. 

You violently let go of him, shaking his arms with strength, your smile fading away. “Now go”. You walked right past him, took your keys, your bag and left. It was his apartment, and you still had some stuff left. After all, it’s not like you had planned to break him up today, he just brought it upon himself. The way you moved made it look like you were unaffected. You swiftly opened the door and exited. You walked with resoluteness, steady walking, chin up through the hallways, up until the elevator. 

On his side, it took Isagi a few seconds to register what had just happened. He was still standing there, blankly when you left, not even trying to get you back. So confused. Until it hit him. It hit him so hard. Tears started rolling down his cheeks uncontrollably as he fell to the ground. What had he done ? How did he allow himself to lose you ? The corny saying that you ‘only notice something when it’s gone’ finally had meaning. As he played in his head every little thing he was already missing from you, a crushing feeling of remorse dawned upon him. Finally, he realized everything he’d done wrong while going out with you, and to add to the burden he now bore, he finally saw that that’s what you had been complaining to him about. Everything you had said, you were right. 

Knees to the ground and hands shakily wiping off his tears, Isagi thought he’d never see the end of it. He wanted you back. Maybe if he called you, apologized, no, maybe if he, ugh it was in vain. He just wanted to tell you he’s sorry. But was he ? Maybe the two of you were not meant to be. He looked at his hands and got up, wiped his tears. Actually… you were wrong. He did everything right. But you were an ungrateful lucky lover. 

Obviously, it’d end up like this. You broke down crying in the elevator. How foolish were you, to think he’d be affected. Like it always happens, you were the one hurt, and he didn't question himself. If just once it could’ve been reversed. 

Rin - 1k2 words

Even though the lights were bright and the crowd was loud, it's like you weren't there. Everyone around you was keenly embroiled, but you could barely distinguish the players on the field. You had come to watch your boyfriend play, just like you’d watched every other game of his from this season. But this time, you couldn't force yourself to get into it. Your vision was blurry, you know, when you can't focus your eyes on something ? You see it happen from afar, you’d like to catch every detail of it, but your eyes just won’t let you. It happens when you’re tired, or when you don’t put in enough effort. You could not concentrate, too busy thinking.

You were sitting in the vip spot, all alone, unfilled seats surrounding you, an empty, almost sad, look on your face. You knew what would come after the match. And as boring as the game felt to you today -even though it wasn’t- you didn't want it to end. Because it finishing meant you also had to finish something. Something you had to say to Rin. He scores, smiles faintly and glances at your direction. 

But you weren’t looking at him anymore. When you watch him these days… You don’t feel anything anymore. If you could force yourself to do so, you would have already done it a while ago. Every candle you blow is accompanied by the same wish, to restore the feelings you once had for him. It would feel so much easier if you could continue on pretending. What’s wrong with you ? He’s the dream guy…

You stared into space, and suddenly your ears rang louder than before. You looked up to see that the match had ended. You take a deep breath, faintly smile as you know your boyfriend is looking at you, and get up. Time to face reality. As you make your way to the backstage to meet him, you start thinking. You still have that surreal, high on over-stimulation feel, but your thoughts start clearing up: this might be the worst time to do what you’re about to do. He had just won a match, almost single-handedly carrying his team, and his season was far from over. It would most likely break his spirit. But you just felt like being selfish… Once again. Feigning this much, you can't do it longer. There was nothing left anymore that made you want to stay, apart from the objectivity that Rin himself, is what anyone would wish for. Even that was obvious to you, but it wasn’t enough anymore. Nowadays looking at him is like looking at a dessert when you’re not hungry. You don’t even want it, it wouldn’t satisfy you. 

You feel the coldness of the metal stair rail you’re trailing your fingers on. It brings you to where you ought to go. “Y\N”. His voice is just as cold. You used to dig that, though. “I did good, didn’t I?” “You sure did”, you answer, looking at the floor. “Look Rin, there’s something I wanna tell you. I’m sorry for being brutal. I want us to break up”. 

The whole room paused. Oh yes, because at this point, I might as well do it in a room full of people. They were bound to find out anyway. Rin’s feeble smile totally faded. His mouth was even slightly opened from shock. “Le-let’s take this elsewhere”. Rin had put a serious face on and sharply grabbed your wrist, dragging you rather inconsiderately in the staircase. No one came here ever. The sound resonated so well, it was almost scary. If someone were to pass by, they would hear everything. “Why so sudden ?”

You were so ashamed. You frenziedly shook your hand off his grip, still looking at the floor. “I don't know. It’s been on my mind a while. It just took me some time to muster the courage”. Lies. “That’s odd. It’s selfish, but I wish you’d never told me”. Rin took his hand to your chin, raising your head up so you’d look him in the eyes. You tried to escape, and look left or right, but you felt emeralds piercing right through your eyes. You looked straight up. You were most definitely going to miss this perfect face. His cold hands and towering stature. “Tell me the truth now”. He commended and you obeyed, as always:

“I dont love you anymore”. You glossy lips rested pouty. It was almost criminal, saying this while staring at him dead in the eyes. He roughly let you go with a ‘tch’, making you lose your balance. “That’s it huh ?” His back was turned but you could feel the disappointment in his voice. Not sad, just let down by your lack of effort. He was right though, if you were to end it, you could’ve done it nicely. You didn't know what to do as he wasn't speaking anymore. “Are you okay with that ?” What stupid thing to say. You looked at him, waiting for an answer. “Okay. Let’s break up”. Rin finally turned to you. You felt your heart fall to your chest, so heavy. Why now ? You’d rehearsed this conversation over and over, you knew well you didn't have feelings for him anymore. So why is it hurting ? Why now ? Rin walked to what you thought was closer to you, but shifted before. He was going for the door. “Tomorrow, come pick up your stuff at my place. If you can’t, please text my maid, she’ll get it sent to your address”. You started feeling tears welling up and your throat itching. “Is that all ?” You got walking too, to reach Rin. 

Pushing Rin’s chest with both your hands, you felt your eyes getting heavier and heavier. But he barely budged. Your voice cracked: “Come on, react ! I don't know, throw a fit, cry, disrespect me, act like you care ! Grab my shoulders and shake me, shove me to the wall !” You were totally breaking down. Tears were now rolling down your flushed cheeks, your hands were shaking, rested on his chest. 

“Is that wrong for me, to love you so much I'll accept everything you do to me ?”. You looked up, surprised to hear him answer. “If you want to break up, I'll accept, because I'd do anything and everything for you. I love you like that ! I’m so hurt but I'm trying to keep it cool so you don’t regret your decision. If you came to realize how terrible you’re treating me right now, you would feel bad. Let me pretend I'm the bad guy so you walk away with a clean conscience.” His words sunk into you. “What, did you, on top of treating me like this, expect me to plead with you to stay, to change your mind ? I’m all yours, but I'm no beggar.”

Rin finally pushed you off him, looking down on you. “It’s over, goodbye”. The sound of his voice and the door shutting closed resonated in the staircase. It felt so alone. You stood there shaking from the cold and crying. It might be better like this.

A\N: ngl, these are borderline corny, ooc, and took me way too long to write TT. Next time i'll write HC maybe. Advices anyone ?! not rly proud of these.

[st4rwon]

stars and raindrops

4. seungmin grew balls

looking at the stars, the only thing seungmin could think about was you, that’s why he loved them so much. the regret of breaking up had filled your hearts, so when you run into each other after a year what happens?

warning: swearing, some miscommunication(?), yn overthinking

a/n: i read this over a couple times and it still doesn’t seem right to me, but i give up TT sorry this isn’t my best work!!

word count: 1.8k

you followed closely behind changbin and jisung, who were walking over to chan. you felt your heart beat increasing and your palms getting a bit sweaty.

‘it’s been a year, it's okay. you’re going to be okay’ you said to yourself in your head

and that’s when you saw him.

just looking at seungmin made your heart flutter, his soft brown bangs, which fell on top of his round eyes, and of course his adorable puppy-like smile. seungmin turned over to look over to look at the three of you walking towards them, his eyes widening as he made eye contact with you. you paused for a second, taking a small breath, and then continuing on. you would be okay.

“hey” you said, greeting the boys in front of you. the boys all greeted you, though you could feel the tension slowly building. everyone had exchanged greetings and talking with one another for a minute before eventually running out of things to say. “so…” chan started, “what should we do?” he questioned . everyone looked around at each other before hearing someone’s stomach growl, “let’s go get an actual meal?” hyunjin asked, “yeah i bet some of us here have only been on coffee for the last twenty four hours” felix joked, chan rolled his eyes “the songs won’t produce themselves” he shrugged. “what do you guys want to eat?” jisung asked.

eventually you all decided on a restaurant to eat at and fortunately it wasn’t too far from where you currently were, just a quick five minute walk down the street.

you could’ve sworn you felt eyes piercing at the back of your head while on the walk over to the restaurant, turning around to check who it was. you weren’t surprised to have your eyes meet with seungmin’s once again. your head quickly turned back, “everything okay?” asked changbin, who was walking beside you. “yeah, i’m okay” you muttered, though it was quite obvious to changbin that you were quite on edge.

your break up with seungmin had hit you really hard, he was by your side throughout it and seeing the state you were in broke his heart, but knowing the reason for your break up hurt him even more. changbin knew that you beat yourself up for the relationship ending. he just wished that he could get it through your head that it wasn’t your fault.

seungmin carefully examined you and changbin, were you two always this close? he shook his head, he wasn’t thinking straight. you both were “childhood friends and nothing more” well those were the words you had told him when you were dating. things probably have changed, or maybe not. it wasn’t his business anyway.

“y’know…” minho whispered, “i don’t think sulking is going to fix any of your problems.” seungmin scoffed, he knew minho was right but he was too upset to be mature about the situation. “i just don’t want to interfere with her life anymore. she is probably upset with me anyway.” he sighed. “if you didn’t want to interfere i’m pretty sure you wouldn’t be staring at her friend” minho chuckled “it’s not my place to be getting upset anyway, i’m not her boyfriend, and for all i know she probably hates me for what happened” “i’m pretty sure if yn didn’t like you she wouldn’t have come,” minho reasoned. “i can tell that you wanna make things better, but if you wanna do that you’re going to have to talk to her.”

seungmin nodded his head in response. the reason he was nervous to listen to his friend’s advice? he was afraid, afraid he would mess up again, that once again you would feel uncomfortable. but he pushed those negative thoughts away, he wanted to make things at least a little bit better and like minho said the process would start with a conversation.

after arriving to the restaurant you all took your places. you sat down next to changbin and chan, feeling the most comfortable around them. unexpectedly jeongin walked toward the area you were sitting, following right behind him was seungmin who was practically being dragged by his friend.

you awkwardly grinned at the two and they smiled back. “it’s alright if we sit here, right?” jeongin questioned, “yeah of course” you chimed. realistically you didn’t know if you would be okay if your ex was still sitting in front of you, the words had come out before you could think, which was a habit that you tended to do when nervous. as worrisome as you were about the situation, you knew that what you had with seungmin wasn’t something you could just throw away. even in the year you spent apart there were small things that you had learned from him that you continued to do. as much as you played the role of never wanting to see him again, it was a known fact that if seungmin ever let you have another chance, you would take it in a heartbeat.

across the table jeongin nudged seungmin in the arm, “what the fuck what that for?” seungmin whisper yelled, “talk to your lover” the mischievous boy mouthed out.

seungmin glared at the younger boy, he knew the comment was thrown out of concern, but jeongin’s way of showing it was always rather odd.

seungmin decided to give in to his friends advice, “yn…” he said, gaining your attention “how have you been?” for a second you genuinely thought you were hearing things, why was he talking to you? was this a blessing for dealing with changbin for your entire life? or a curse for accidentally spilling water on jisung’s notes last week? you didn’t know why the opportunity was presented to you, or what would come of it, but you were hopeful.

“i’m fine” you mumbled, silently cursing at yourself for giving such a blunt answer. there were millions of thoughts racing through your head, so many things you wanted to talk to him about, but nothing came out. you felt the same as you felt before, quiet, unable to say anything that came to mind. what had come over you? you fiddled with your fingers under the table “what about you?”

seungmin was beyond confused, you didn’t look like you were still mad at him, but why had you given him such a short, boring answer? still he decided to continue to at least have some sort of conversation with you, “i’ve been doing pretty well. i actually started to draw recently” he smiled, during the time you were together you had always encouraged seungmin to take his creative mindset somewhere, and after seeing all the doodles he had in his journal you thought drawing would be a great outlet for his creativity.

before you could respond, a waiter came to take your orders, chan went around the table making sure that everyone was able to get what they wanted. after everyone finished giving their order, you were going to reply back to seungmin, but noticed he was busy bickering talking with jeongin. felix was sitting a couple seats away from you and your eyes met his, “oh yn! how’s it going? is your professor still giving you a hard time?” you smiled at the fact that felix had remembered your previous conversation. you didn’t talk to him much, but something you noticed was his attention to detail, he always listened attentively to others and was able to recall any previous conversations.

“yeah i’m doing good, i actually just finished the mountain of assignments i had before coming here” you laughed

seungmin frowned at the two of you, sometimes he wished that he was as extroverted as his other friends, maybe then it would be easier to talk to you. or maybe it was just his personality that was off putting. he scoffed at himself for thinking these things, there was no use criticizing himself, it would change anything.

minho, who was talking to hyunjin and jisung, excused himself to check up on his friend. “overthinking again?” he asked with a frown. “i guess,” seungmin mumbled “i feel like i give her too much pressure when we speak, i mean she doesn’t look this nervous when talking to anyone else” “think about it minnie, you’re her ex and you’re talking to her after a year! of course she’s going to be nervous” “it’s too much work being your friend” jeongin signed. “i mean i can only give so much advice” “i swear jeongin, one more word out of you and i’m going to get hyunjin to burn your new bag” he threatened. “why is everyone after my bag” jeongin said, rolling his eyes. “he’s not wrong” minho smiled “but it’s worth it to see the growth of you”

seungmin thought about his friends words and continued to observe the conversation the you and felix were having, though after thinking about what minho has said and watching the conversation he smiled.

when the two of you were together, communication was something that you both struggled with. you never wanted to cause any worry around yourself, it led you to keep things to yourself. he could tell you felt uncomfortable whenever he brought up topics like school or family, so he decided to stop bringing them up. though that worsened the situation, by the end of your relationship seungmin was avoiding bringing up certain topics so much that it made every conversation you had feel incredibly awkward and you were putting on a fake smile in front of seungmin so he wouldn’t have to carry all your troubles.

but now you had grown, you were finally opening up a bit more. though you clearly still struggled with talking, you seemed less anxious compared to the last time he had seen you. just that had made seungmin feel so happy for you.

as you were chatting with felix you could feel a certain person’s eyes on you. it honestly scared you a bit to talk to him due to the fact that just minutes ago you could barely form responses to him. all the work you had put into trying to be better with speaking to others had disappeared when you spoke to seungmin. but even if you were afraid, did it give you the right to blatantly ignore him? you felt the guilt fill up and knew that you would have to speak to him eventually.

you took a sip of your drink, “so seungmin, you draw now?” you said looking toward the boy. seungmin lips perked up, “yeah, i picked up some practices from hyunjin. it’s pretty fun” you grinned at the way his eyes lit up as he spoke, the way they always did when he spoke about things he loved. “i’m glad you picked up something that makes you happy”

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[jellyaibo]

breaking my silence...i fuckng hate this "genre" of object show gijinka and im tired of acting like it isnt . bland

(using ii gijinkas as my guinea pigs for this, considering i really ONLY see these kinds of gijinkas in the ii side of the osc)

they are just. all the same build, usually same hairstyles and fashion theres NOTHINGGG that differentiates one persons gijinka from another because thats how similar they look to me, also if i were to color these do u think it would make it more obvious who is who? (if u cant already tell who is who obvs. its tt, fan & pickle but ohhhh my god THERESS NO SAUCE)

this might just sound fucking insane on my part but also even though these gijinkas dont have natural skintones (obvs trying to match the objects) they completely lack any features that say they ARENT white (i mean like very eurocentric) finding one with afro hair is like looking for a needle in a haystack (im being so serious ive barely seen any . kind of diversity like that)

and not even just diversity in races too, because 99% of them are all tall and skinny they just completely lack any body diversity (once again, very eurocentric yk yk) and because of that they have. awful silhouettes (unless they have VERY defining features which is fucking rare, so unless you have a really unique design a lot of people probably can't tell who is who unless you either squint really hard or have them be colored in)

my point is . these gijinkas just dont look good like at all. (im not gonna kill anyone for making gijinkas like this btw but ill def squint at you rlly hard but thats just me) and i think people should try to go and experiment with more expressive and fun designs that can make these blokes rlly stand out more!!! (something as simple as just, giving them acne, making them shorter/taller than they actually are, wacky hair n cool disability aids etc. just fucking go nuts!!! diversity just. makes better designs imho)

i designed these kinda on the spot (im sorry pickle) and like. even if they might look a little bland imo they have way more personality than the designs above!!!!!!!!!!! its not hard lichurally all u need to do is get an idea n try it

also i didnt know where to put this but like. another example of why i think these gijinkas just fucking suck: i uhhhh made my loser gijinka into one

her joy? her happiness? her personality and transsexual swag? GONE. SUCKED AWAY FROM HER BEING. she is a HUSK

my final note(s) on this is like. just go experiment brah im sooo tired of seeing these ohh please im so exhausted...EVEN IF U ARENT CONFIDENT IN UR DESIGNING SKILLS . GOING AND TAKING THAT FIRST STEP IS GOOD please just go nuts ohhh u wanna go nuts so fucking bad . theres many many references for different bodies n details n shit AND U DONT EVEN HAVE TO LIKE. STUDY EVERYTHING TO BECOME "GOOD" at this . just . freaking go for it

and my final (final) note is uhmm very petty but idc but the artist that popularized this kind of object show gijinka isnt the best person so like. yeah that is one of my top reasons on why i dont like em LMAO

uhhh and yeah thats it thats pretty much all sorry for rambling im just a tired little biracial boy oohh im so tired heres a lollipop 🍭

[lixenn]

So I went absolutely bananas...

After participating in the picrew tag game (thanks again @cloudvaria for tagging me 🫡) I decided to go insane and do this for ALL OF MY OCS THAT I HAVE VISUALS OF!

It was so fun, I literally couldn't stop, so without further ado have my housekeeping AU cast in pixel version:

Naturally we are starting with Chief who looks extra tired and has the health of a wet paper towel. I forgot to give him his beauty mark but I wanted the double eyebags anyways, so just use your imagination for that🫡Since Dan loves plant and is good at gardening he gets high plant skill (whatever that plant stands for i have no clue lmao)

Introducing catboy!Dave into the world! Because Dave is so majorly catcoded I couldn't resist. His hair is pink because of course it is, that guy never stays at one hair colour for long. High cooking stat because my baby is skilled in the kitchen, which is good because he's Chief's main food provider.

Vlasta! @childe-of-saulot tagging you because well it's Vlasta lol Notably the background for Vlasta is different from all the others because I really couldn't match their vibes with colthing and hair so they get the scary background instead. Also! Their name didn't fit! How dare! I used Dave's nickname for them instead. Vlasta gets all the sharp pointy things because they deserve them. The demon asthetic was added because I'm still obssessed with VV's demon play photos, so Vlasta gets the horns and tail too.

The first Valerie visual! And it's pixel art lmao 🤣 But it's pretty accurate imo so here we go! Val has the highest attack because she is badass, also two knives because there was no naginata option so she just gets more weapons 👍🏼

It honestly didn't surprise me but Yves was the easiest one to make, simply because their vibe really fits this picrew so hard. I'm so happy with the dress option it's so yvescore TT I don't know if i officially mentioned it but Yves fights with a fan (but not often, they avoid conflict if possible but they are still prepared in case they need to defend themselves).

And last but not least the local librarian Cilmi! @dreamieparadise Look! It's the boy! The hair isn't a perfect match because his is in a bob but that one was the only textured type that I liked. He got two books because a librarian can't just have one book in his inventory. He also got anti anxiety meds which are for René. High intelligence stat because he's a very smart cookie.

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Anyways that's it for now! I will probably do my other ocs once I actually know what they look like (and if I don't forget).

Not making this a tag game but if anyone also wants to do this with their ocs here is the link to the picrew. In case you wanna join me in my insanity I would love to see the result so feel free to tag me if you post your own picrew pixel ocs!

[hannie-dul-set]

i had a question, like is it important to give detailed description of the surroundings? like can you give some advice on how to not over do it? i really struggle with the description of surroundings TT (please ignore if you dont wanna answer ^^) have a great day🫶✨

aaahhh this is such a nice question!! i haven't really deeply thought about this, but upon reflection, there are a few ways where describing the setting is/isn't really necessary. i'll be using excerpts from the psychology of strawberries to exemplify!

1. describing the surroundings is NECESSARY when it serves a narrative purpose. in the example below, the setting is important to give a clear picture of the events that have unfolded/the events to unfold (that is, ricky tripping over and injuring himself while taking bathrobe thirst traps 😭).

here, the surroundings are functional, have a direct influence on the story and the scene, so there's a need to describe them vividly.

2. in contrast, IT IS NOT NECESSARY to describe the setting in detail when it does not have a functional purpose. the opening scene of the fic, for example simply mentions that the mc and gyuvin are in a classroom. i didn't describe what the classroom looks like, where they are positioned in the classroom, etc. since it's not really important!

it's just mentioned in passing because, again, the setting doesn't really serve a purpose here. it could even be textually replaced by the courtyard, a park, a hallway— wherever, so there's no need for detailed description.

here's another example! mentioning that the mc is in front of the building is important to contextualize the following events, but the apartment building itself, at this point in time, does not exactly serve a greater purpose, unlike in point #1 where ricky's entire hotel room set-up needed to be described to explicate his accident.

3. describing the setting in detail MAY BE NECESSARY to add to the atmosphere, ambience, vibe of the scene. i do love me some vibey writing HAHAHHA i usually to this when a) it's an emotionally significant scene, or b) when i want to lengthen a paragraph (see my fic writing tips post as to why HAHA.

here, both a) and b) come into play. i could have just said that mc is outside the library, but this is an emotionally, important scene, so setting the environment and mood is important.

the surroundings are also described in detail here. you can see, however, that the architecture isn't really emphasized, and only how rich and fancy and opulent it looks because a) the mc hasn't been described to have a background in architecture or engineering, and b) if she were, it doesn't really serve a narrative purpose. the setting description is really just used to add to the vibe, and in the second section, rather than describing the venue itself, it's more focused on how the rest of the boys are interacting with the surroundings.

here as well, description is used to add to the ambience, and let me enumerate a few tips when it comes to describing settings itself:

describe your scene in relation to how the person is experiencing it. if it's from the reader's POV, correlate the setting to how their senses are receiving and perceiving the setting.

i always imagine my scenes as if they were shot as a move/show, HAHAHAH where is the camera pointing at right now? where is it panning? what sounds are playing? it helps create vividness while avoiding over descriptions at the same time.

describing the surroundings gradually instead of dumping it into giant paragraph can also help with your problem of overdoing it. this correlated to the first bullet point. describe the scene as the POV experiences it, introduce new parts of the surroundings as the POV witnesses it.

only describe the architecture, logistics, and layout of buildings and structures when a) it serves a narrative purpose, and b) when your mc is in the field of architecture, the arts, or literature, (or at least has a background in it that describing such things is a habit for them HAHAH).

really love answering questions like this so i'm always open for other writing related queries. anyway, i hope this is helpful to a degree! have a great day<33

[tojiscrack]

Hiii bestie, how are u? Hope u're having a good day/night/evening🩷🩷. Praying that college isn't sucking the life out of you ( as it did me 🫠).

GIRLLLLL the way ur fic liar liar WHIPLASHED the motivation t read back into me, you wouldn't even believe. I've been having a reader's block for over a year now and I DEVOURED this fic in 3 days in the midst of college midterms. It is INSANELY GOOD like girl you should be HELLA PROUD OF UR WORK. I do not think I have ever laughed as much as I did reading it. The helicopter scene had me shaking. I nearly pissed myself when they were playing dodge ball. Thank you for ur service queen 🙏🙏 ( I really needed that 😭)

I just wanna ask you a couple of questions

1. How is the gang dealing with sukuna's return every month , like do they lock him up in a shed like a werewolf ( my poor boy is getting possessed in every universe 😂) ?

2. Are we getting a nanami × miss B 😏😏 ( feed into my delusions pls I wanna see him happy at least in one universe 💔😭)

3. I know u said u're gonna delve deeper into the relationship dynamic between toji and satoru, but just in case would u consider hinting to their first ever meeting, I'm curious to know what was it that happened between them that had toji like " yeah I hate this man's guts" , I'm guessing it's gojo's big mouth tbh 🙄

4. YOU HAD ME THERE FOR A HOT MINUTE WITH THE TSUMIKI AND KAMO PLOTLINE EVEN THO I KNEW IT WAS GONNA BE KAMO×Y/N FROM THE MOMENT U INTRODUCED KAMO. well played

5. Can I DM ( is that the right word for Tumblr still relatively new) u , probably gonna reread it soooo I'll have plenty to say ( proceed with caution tho , I LOVE to yap and I'll probably bombard u with msgs if agreed )

6. Can I be on the tag list if there's one 🙏

Anwss, sorry this was a bit lengthy. Thank you for this masterpiece again pookie and hope u're doing okay 🩷🩷

HIII mlll 🤭💞 college is absolutely kicking me right up the bum rn, but i took today off to kinda reset and recharge ‘cause the christmas break is soon! (i’ll keep you in my prayers, i hate being a college student ☹️)

you’re telling me that my story, the one i spent hours planning and writing out for shits and giggles, the one i spend randomly doodling about, a piece of work i produced… managed to get you out of a THREE YEAR LONG READING SLUMP? 😭

I DON’T BELIEVE YOU?? ‘CAUSE NO WAY 😭💞💗💜💝💘

UGH, I’M GLAD TO BE OF SERVICE?? ILY?? PLS DON’T DISAPPEAR??

‘you should be HELLA PROUD OF YOUR WORK’ — trust me, if i had any doubts before, they are gone now that i’ve been informed of your three-year-long-reading-slump having disappeared ‘cause of my 150k+ word fic 😳💖

you’re so niceeee and sweet and i’m just overwhelmed rn 😭☹️💗

‘i just wanna ask you a couple questions’ — 🤭 now i’m super duper excited 😋

1. how is the gang dealing with sukuna’s return every month?

i’m gonna touch upon this in one of the filler chapters i have planned (i could be wrong but i believe that it’s the chapter after the next one). honestly, they’re kinda just winging it 💀 the main idea is to keep yuji/sukuna in his room, barricade the doors and windows, and keep anything sharp out of sight 😭

and every month it gets worse and worse, sukuna just gets stronger and stronger, and there have been multiple occasions he’s tried leaving the room to enter wider society. you can imagine what would probably happen if he did manage to escape 🌝

2. are we getting a nanami x miss b?

this isn’t even a spoiler atp, we are absolutely going to get a nanami x miss b endgame 😋 idrk how i’m gonna go about it, seeing as this story is in y/n / megumi’s pov’s, so it’s a little tricky there but… eh, we’ll see.

i saw this one thing on tt where it showed nanami looking at some painting, a man and his wife settling down together, and he is getting his happy ending in this verse (even if some of the other characters here do not) 🤨 and there seems to be only a small community of ppl who actually ship nanami and that baker lady from canon. it’s not a major factor to me, but i do just so happen to be one of them 👀

3. would you consider hinting at satoru and toji’s first ever meeting?

in a bonus scene, perhaps? if anyone’s that curious, but there is some lore behind it, so it probably wouldn’t be small enough to fit in one bonus scene. if you’d like, i could do a separate oneshot on it when i have some free time! 😗 i have some drafts on a lot of scenes (regarding characters in the story) outside of the story, so we’ll see!

you’re actually half right about the reason behind toji hating satoru. half, ‘cause toji’s also to blame 😀 you’ll see what i mean lolol

‘YOU HAD ME THERE WITH THE TSUMIKI AND KAMO PLOTLINE EVEN THO I KNEW IT WAS GONNA BE KAMO x Y/N FROM THE MOMENT YOU INTRODUCED KAMO’ — pls the realisation for everyone was the funniest time for me, it reminds me EVERY time of why i love being a fanfic author 😋 you’re smart for figuring it out before tho! a lot of people didn’t!

4. can you dm me?

OMG OF COURSE??? WHY IS THAT EVEN A QUESTION, MY DMs ARE OPEN FOR EVERYONE, SPAM ME IF YOU MUST, I LOVE TALKING TO EVERYONE 😭

we can talk about anything, literally. it doesn’t have to be the fic! i like learning about who you are, what you enjoy, etc.

5. can you be added to the taglist?

absolutely! welcome to the liar, liar family 🤭💝

DO NOT APOLOGISE ABOUT YOUR MESSAGE BEING LENGTHY, I’VE BEEN INACTIVE FOR A WHILE AND I’VE BEEN OVERWHELMED WITH COLLEGE WORK, BUT THIS HAS REALLY MADE ME MOTIVATED TO CONTINUE WRITING AGAIN, SO TYSM 😭💖💖

[dellovestorant]

hey del. just wanna know ur opinion about both the tiktoker drama abt Jo (what u think of her tbh, bec I trust ur honesty but I uses to like her and now idk)

and i just wanna ask what ur opinion on the whole george max thing is??? and how's it on twitter.shit.com. (I'm too scared to go there + my mental health just can't qhjwjw)

Awwww anon glad you trust me to rant about this stuff and also twitter is an absolute shitshow at the moment lol so much double standards up and down the tl and the name calling is back

Ok this is gonna be a long one I'm putting a cut. If you guys want to see the answer you're reading this of your own free will do not come at me 🫶. Warning it's not a pretty one.

I followed Jo since before she started her slay and pray series and damn did I love her then. Her content was just so refreshing. No her voice grinds my gears and I roll my eyes when shit about her comes on my tl. I'm inclined to believe that she did call people in the motorsport community cunts because her private stories were so complainy when she used to post on them and oh boy did she complain. Never takes accountability either. On twt of tiktok. It's always "omg haha it was just a joke guys" or "omg I didn't know" even after people told her something and then just deleted the tweet. Also her claiming content from other creators on tt? Yeah I also believe that because she claimed when she first got on twt that she turned all the George fans into George fans and that she created the name grussell sprouts. Which she did neither.

Now George and Max? This entire situation could've been avoided if they talked it out privately and Max didn't go on a tirade in the press conference. Was he asked about it directly? Yes but his answer could've been something entirely different.

I think George also expected to sort this out quietly because this was part of his response today.

Now Max is entitled to whatever opinion he wants everyone is entitled to that but calling George a two faced bitch or something along those lines just shows me he was not ready for George to actually fight against him lol.

Oh and Max's statements are starting to sound a lot like Valentino Rossi's words in 2015 (and beyond) but one thing George is not gonna do? Stay silent. He's gonna do the opposite of Marc and actually be confrontational.

Mercedes PR generally won't let this get too back and forth unless the integrity and character attacks keep happening then it's free rein for all.

These two in a championship fight is gonna give us all the chaos and drama we deserve frankly.

Oh and true F1 is back and Toto has grown a backbone again

[vivi-in-the-sky-with-diamonds]

Where Heart Doth Hop

(Source)

In which you help three of four boys practice a certain Shakespearean performance.

Apologies once again for no posts. It's raining a lot here and the only internet I have is my hotspot and my data gets really slow when it rains. Finally finished reinstalling Windows 10 but now I have to reinstall Word with my slow ass internet >.> since my masterlist is a page and can only be accessed for editing on web (and since my internet is an actual ass), this one might not be there for a bit, but that's why we make master tags lol.

Like I said before, originally written for my Beatles dr but I honestly liked it too much to not post it. This isn't a direct manuscript of this performance, but it's pretty damn close. The audio on that performance (or at least the upload I've seen) was kinda bad, and the audience was super loud (understandably so) so some lines are directly from the original play or just referenced from an outside POV. I watched the performance and read the scene from the play several times while writing this to make it as accurate as possible. It's never explicitly stated where John is (I think at one point, I decided in my head, he was on a date or something), so you can choose your own adventure on that.

Proofed in UK English (probably). Checked with a random TTS website to triple-check for typos and me forgetting to change the person. Sorry I'm posting this at 3 AM, I procrastinated by sleeping all day (it was raining, I couldn't help it!) and then playing the Sims Medieval for an ungodly amount of time. Please excuse my sorry excuse for a name for this one, it's my favorite line and I couldn't come up with anything better. Enjoy!

“Y/N, can you help me with this?” Paul asks when he comes into the sitting room.

“Of course, love, what is it?” you reply.

“Well, we’re supposed to perform this Shakespeare thing and the lads and I wanna run through it, but, well…” He gestures toward George and Rich, noting the lack of John.

“Oh, I can do John’s lines,” you volunteer. “Which character?”

“Okay, you’ll be Thisbe.” He hands you what you assume is John’s copy of the script. “I guess we’ll pretend the coffee table is Wall.”

George and Rich stand back, Paul guiding you to do the same.

“O, I fear my Thisbe’s promise is forgot!” he begins. “And thou, o wall, o sweet and lovely wall, that stands between her father’s ground and mine! Thou, o wall, o sweet and lovely wall, show me thy chink, to blink through with mine eye— But what see I? No Thisbe do I see! O wicked wall, cursed be thy stones for deceiving me!”

He pretends to beat up whatever poor soul plays Wall before addressing the audience about Thisbe’s cue.

You walk to the table and clear your throat. “O wall, full often hast thou heard my moans for parting my fair Pyramus and me! My cherry lips have often kissed thy stones—”

As you continue your line, Paul addresses the audience again before standing across from you. “Thisbe!” he sings. “Thisbe!”

“What?!” you reply in fake annoyance. “My love thou art, my love I think.”

“Meet me at Ninny’s tomb straightaway.”

“Ninny’s tomb; is that still open?” You're trying your hardest not to laugh at the line as you both step back, allowing George and Rich to take their places in front.

“You ladies,” starts Rich. “You who fears the smallest monstrous mouse that walks the floor may now perchance both quake and tremble here, when lion rough in wildest rage doth roar!”

You and Paul nearly dissolve into giggles at Ritchie’s tiny roar before he continues, “And know that I one Ringo the drummer am, for if I was really a lion, I wouldn’t be makin’ all the money I am today, would I?”

He steps back, leaving George alone. You can tell George is having trouble with not having the hecklers' lines practiced, because he’s pure frustrated by the time he gets to, “Look, you, all I have to say is to tell you that this lantern is the moon, you see. I’m the man in the moon. This thorn bush here is my thorn bush, and this doggy-woggy here is my dog.”

You step forward. “So, this is old Ninny’s tomb. George, do you need something to hold in place of a lantern?”

George, with his arm suspended above your head, answers, “It’s fine. Keep goin'.”

“Right.” You feign knocking on the door before opening it. “But where is my love?”

Ritchie pops up in front of you with another roar; you scream, and he begins chasing you round the room before you end in what would be the background.

According to the script, you're—or rather John is—meant to drop a mantle, so you drop your handkerchief on the way back.

“Sweet moon,” says Paul, “I thank thee for thy sunny beams.”

As he begins another sentence, George shakes his head and gestures toward your fallen handkerchief.

“Hello, hello, hello, what’s this?” He begins his line as he picks up the fabric. “Eyes, do you see; how can it be? What dreadful dole is here! Thy mantle good, all covered in blood—” his accent makes the words rhyme, “—o dainty duck, o dear! Come, tears, confound! Out, sword, and wound—” he pulls an imaginary sword from its hilt “—the pap of Pyramus; that left pap where heart doth hop!”

You stare at him in adoration as he speaks, though you don’t think he notices, as he continues, “Thus die I, thus, thus, thus. Now am I dead, now am I fled. Oh, well, you can’t win ‘em all. Tongue, lose thy light, Moon, take thy flight. See ya, George.”

George exits the “stage” as Paul begins fake stabbing himself. “Now, die, die, die, die, die!”

You skip in, humming a tune, and kneel next to him. “Asleep, my love?”

“Die, die, die!” he continues, still stabbing.

“What, dead, my dove?” You begin shaking him as you continue, “Pyramus, arise! O, speak, speak! Quite dumb. Dead, a tomb must cover thy sweet eyes. Those lily lips, his cherry nose, those yellow cowslip cheeks are gone, are gone. Lovers, make moan. His eyes were green as leeks.”

Paul is trying not to laugh as you say, “Tongue, not a word, not a word. Shut up!” You move to sit instead of kneeling. “Not a word. Come, trusty sword. Come, blade, my breast imbrue.”

You stab yourself with Paul’s imaginary blade before saying, “And, farewell, friends; thus Thisbe ends. Adieu, adieu, adieu!”

You and Paul take hands and lie backwards together as he says the line with you.

You're both laughing by the time you stand up.

“Right, I think that was good. Lads?” Paul looks to the other two for confirmation.

They both nod and Rich says, “I like her better than John. She takes the role seriously.”

[stachesainzcore]

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Im sorry but this was on my mind whole day like he deserves the fucking world and needs to be made feel special every fucking sec like he is but I don't have any hopes from Ferrari to acknowledge his birthday. They didn't even acknowledge home race (remembering he was not even on the thumbnail) which every tea makes a fucking deal about. I'm just gonna keep my hopes low for this weekend cause I got too excited on Barcelona(after seeing how the horse team hyped golden boy's home) weekend and was stepped up on my heart (TT) my wounds are still too fresh rn. Hope atleast he's on the podium. But I wanna be so excited cause it's his birthday Monza and 200th race like so fucking excited but I'm holding myself cause if that fuck ass of a horse team disrespects him again I'll snap. BUT YAYAYYYY 200TH RACE .like all the stars have been aligned together.

[koqabear]

Hehe, will I seem strange to say that I learn from you? 💀 help, I just love your fics so bad. I think reading your fics are writing tips themselves, and I learn a lot from them. Your writing way is beyond good. Your way of using your advanced vocabulary in such a crystal clear way that everything is pictured so good is a heck and killer of your skill. I don't care how long your fics are honestly. They make me wanna read more. The longer the better. I just feel like I watch a movie sometimes when I read your fics. That's why. Not only is it about making us picture well, it's about making us feel your writing, learn new ways to express things, scenery descriptions, relation progresses ( Killer instinct, cat and mouse, Hey emo boy, pretty privilege, whatever she wants, etc). These are all the things you so serve at, atleast in my pov. I learnt these, thanks to you (as my first language ain't english) and I absolutely binge read (also REREAD) your fics. Keep it up, Sol! You deserve it and definitely own my hearts of hearts with with you. I'll always support you and love you <3

P.S. I wanna be an emoji anon. I understand you're busy and you don't have to answer to me everytime. I just wanna be some cupcake 🧁 in your page. I'll see you around and lurk around in your inbox sometimes. You can answer me whenever you feel like it. See ya, Sol!

and if i tell you i teared up a little.... and if i start sobbing hysterically rn will you take responsibility

i'm like. so speechless right now i don't think u understand. i am genuinely at a loss of words, im so honored ?? everything you said is so kind and thoughtful, thank you sm TT it makes me so happy to hear you say that my fics can have such an impact, and you even listed out some of my favorites too 😭💔

ofc you can be an anon, i havent had one in so long omg... i'm trying to get more active on here again, so i hope to see you around more !

[jinkicake]

Sigh, I’ve been trying so hard to find this abyss aether fic about how you’re besties w lumine while her evil brother seduces you and you gotta wobble back to the teapot after dark and pretend you’re not walking funny😭 but all I’m finding are people who don’t understand aether AT ALL or kids who have no actual social experience NEVER MIND SEXUAL trying to make a wattpad wanna be fic and that sounds mean! But like if you see the fic that were on top of the abyss aether tag a few days ago😬 like from crazy dialogue that would make even toddlers cringe to aether being an OC. Like it pains me to say it but the twins are literally the same hoyoverse has no writing talent so people being like “xiaolumi is better than xiaother” my brother in CHRIST they are lit the same ship!! Y’all draw aether like he’s low budget lumine anyway🙄😒 like dotn get me wrong aether in a maid outfit is 🥴 but not all of us can be tops some of y’all lying trying to make aether an uwu baby bottom when y’all have never held hands w the opposite sex. Like I’m salty I keep accidentally reading garbage!! Y’all don’t know him like I do!! Abyss aether is very calm and mean! While lumine is more fucked up mean and cruel, I think abyss aether is more resigned and apathetic like “I have to do what needs to be done, how I feel on the matter doesn’t matter” and he has a soft spot underneath all that. Abyss lumine is the type to read by nightlight while she has you tied up screaming your lungs out as she’s been edging you for like 4 hours. Aether is the type to pretend that he doesn’t want to do this😔 “I’m sor try love but you have to be punished” as he’s like usuing electro to overstimulate you. Very much calling you cute nicknames and caressing your face all the time; but also will make you sick him off during boring meetings w the abyss lectors. And I would do it too he deserves a break😇 I had a dream (I was watching some weird ass movie) that I was taken “hostage”(I wanted to be there) by abyss aether and I was roaming around his weird ass abyss castle and stumbled into his bedroom the second he walks out the shower💀 like I was so shook I woke up gasping for air. I would let that man break my back and he would if I asked nicely!

LMFAOOOOOOO YOURE SOOOOO TT

That's exactly my thoughts with any ship that involves the twins like one is not better than the other because they're literally the same person LOL People argue all the time that they're different and honestly, maybe they are but I dont care!!!

Omggg if you find any fics send them to me because that sounds soooo good I can never find any good abyss!twin fics...... LOLLLLLLLLL i believe you about the wattpad-sounding works because sometimes I see some works that make me scratch my head and the tags are always SO wrong TT even ao3 is hurting these days and I always thought she would be there for me!!!

I am not that big of a sub!aether fan... it's fun to read sometimes but like that's all anyone makes of his personality and i hate it!!! he's crazy!!! he's not your uwu boy like get up... get up!!! i like abysstwin!aether but then again I just love the abyss twin because im soooo tired of the traveler #snoozefest

your dreams are soooo LMAOOOO it sounds like a good yandere fic idea if i've ever heard of one!!!

SEND ME THE FICS YOU FINDDDDDDD (and like hehehe)