#LOLOL don’t mind me I’m just complaining to complain

[tiredleekaz]

Tumblr not sharing any of my posts on my side blog sad, time to self reblog

[gay-dorito-dust]

@thelightofmylife wouldn’t it be funny if I decided to reread your entire HSR writing list again (I in fact did)… lolol <3 I’m still thinking about your response to me btw. You’re very kind 💖💞💗 truly I can’t get enough of your writing and I suppose kind words

No pressure to do this request if you don’t want to, you can also take this ask as an invitation to chat too

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ahh! I was thinking ,,,, Sunday + Aventurine + Jing Yuan… and anyone else you would personally want to do …!! Giving them headpats because you love them soooo much!!! And receiving or asking for headpats in trade … <3 i think it’s a universal thing that headpats are <33 so good and lovely and good for showing love ;w;’ <3

Jing Yuan will gladly accept your head pats, he finds your beaming face adorable as you gently patted his head as though you were being extremely cautious with how you gave him head pats.

He recognises it as your primary display of love after awhile and would create a routine where he would just sit himself in front of you, claim that he was meditating, and closes his eyes and waits until he felt you begin to pat him on the head and mutter ‘soft floofy hair’ under your breath as he fights back the urge to smile.

You really do want his heart and he didn’t want to go back to a reality where he did not know the power of your comforting head pats.

Someone could’ve been looking for him about something serious and when they’ve enter the room, they are greeted to the sight of him him dozing off all the while getting treated to some well deserved head pats from you.

A bird popped out of his hair once during a headpat session and you were scared off of giving him head pats for a while in fear of having another tiny bird fly out from his hair. Jing Yuan was a sad man that day and would stop fucking pouting until Yanquing asked you to put him out of his misery and give Jing Yuan his head pats, he couldn’t train with a moody general who didn’t get his daily head pats.

Jing Yuan wasn’t afraid of giving out headpats of his own. He gave Yanquing a couple in the past but he used them sparingly. You however, you could have as many headpats as you’d like from him and Jing Yuan wouldn’t complain, especially not as he got the chance to watch you melt under his touch to the point you were practically cuddled into his side with a look of pure content written across your face.

So if he were to see that you weren’t having the best of days he’d immediately start giving you headpats in hopes of making you feel better. Jing Yuan’s logic was that seeing as how your headpats always helped make his day just that little bit brighter. Jing Yuan could only hope that he could pay it forward to you in a way that let you know that he would always have your back, always.

Aventurine leans into your hand as you give him head pats and closing his eyes as he enjoyed any amount of affection you decided to give him.

He needed this, he really did.

At first he was afraid of what the implication meant but now, he would practically sprawl himself across your lap and silently wait until you were done with what you were doing to give him some head pats, whining that you don’t pay enough attention to him.

He wasn’t use to such gentle, loving touch such as yours and now that he’s gotten a taste, he’s become addicted and would always find a way to get you to give him head pats no matter what. He would ask but Aventurine felt as though he was only worth them when he’s done something to earn such affection.

He viewed everything as a transaction and your headpats were no different.

Until you told him one day that he didn’t have to ever ask to receive love and affection, at least not with you and that you would gladly give him headpats just for waking up.

Aventurine cried that night in your arms as you gave him soft, comforting headpats.

Now aventurine demands headpats for practically everything but you didn’t mind as you were more than happy to spend hours on end if it meant spending time with your lover and reassuring him of your love for him. It heals apart of him that he didn’t know needed healing before, you heal him with your unwavering kindness and compassion and he didn’t know how the appropriate way to thank you, other then to give you some headpats himself.

Aventurine’s headpats were soft, gentle, Alamo as though he was scared he was going to hurt you but they were reassuring and encouraging at the same time that made you feel as though you could move mountains.

His headpats were like a silent ‘I love you’ for a singular reason.

He would pat your head three times and linger there for a couple of seconds then patting your head three more times before repeating this a couple more times, even going as far as to adding in a couple of kisses to your face in between. He loved hearing you laugh but he loved it when you shown signs of being comfortable, being safe with him as that was all he wants was to make you feel safe and happy with him because that’s how you made him feel on a daily basis.

Sunday finds your need to give him head pats amusing and will gladly let you do so to your hearts content if it brings you so much joy.

It doesn’t matter if he was busy because Sunday will always make room for you and you head pats no matter what, and will stress the importance to his staff that a specific time slot remains reserved for you and only you because your head pats were pure magic to the Halovian.

His wings would flutter softly and in time with your head pats that you couldn’t help but giggle at how cute the sight was as Sunday tries to get them to stop, but ultimately just accepts that his wings had a mind of their own when it came to you and how reciprocal they were to your touch.

He defiantly needs them after a hard days work and will most defiantly collapse on your lap, wings drooping like a pair of dog ears in tandem to express his exhaustion, and sigh as he felt you begin to softly pat his head.

‘You’ve done amazing today honey.’ You tell him.

‘Thank you my dearest but all I want to do now is relax with you if that’s quite alright with you.’ Sunday said tired and you couldn’t deny him when he was like this, and for the rest of the afternoon you spent cuddled up with Sunday and giving him head pats as his wings tried to match with the pace of your pats.

Sunday does reward you with headpats of your own but they may not come as frequently as you might like but you understood that he was a busy man, when you do get your headpats its mainly when you were on the brink of falling asleep, so often times it felt like a dream. Sunday wishes he could give you as many headpats as you’d like but giving you them while you were half asleep was for the best.

Bonus: when he’s cuddling you from behind, his wings will try and give you headpats but end up hitting the sides of your face, so somethings you’d wake up to a pair of soft grey wings softly smacking you first thing in the morning.

[ranhaitanisgf]

congrats on 2k, hana <3 I would like to request a fluff scenario for "delinquent & class president" & "sneaking out to go on a date with them" with shinichiro <3

— shinichiro sano // delinquent & class president // sneaking out to go on a date

☆ ˎˊ˗ hiii key ! this was sooooo cute omg im sry this took so long my disappearance from tumblr was longggg 😭 i kind of didn't emphasize the class president and delinquent thing tooo much but its there if you squint lolol

☆ ˎˊ˗ wc ; 1.0k+

☆ ˎˊ˗ gn!reader implied

masterlist || 2k masterlist

“...are you sure you want to do this?” 

“why not? you’re always telling me i need to loosen up more, right?” 

“well yeah, but don’t you think this is kinda an extreme first step?” you took a moment to ponder on shinichiro’s words before responding. 

“might as well, to be honest. i don’t really want to be home right now anyways. i’d much rather be with you.” you answered, smiling softly at the boy in front of you. 

in any case, it might have been a bit of a risky move to still be outside your home twenty minutes after sneaking out of your bedroom, but you were completely sure that nobody would notice, so you weren’t too worried. you could tell by his somewhat worried expression that you hadn’t entirely convinced him, but you just dragged him along, swinging your connected hands back and forth. 

“c’mon sano, show me something cool!” 

“hey! i thought i told you not to call me that!” shinichiro whined, tugging you back. you turned around to face him, thinking that the somewhat displeased look on his face was rather cute. 

“call you what, sano?” you teased, making him groan in response

“stop it! you sound so formal and i don’t like it!” you wrapped your arms around his neck, seeming to ponder something for a moment. 

“fine, you win, shinichiro.” the lips you loved to kiss so much turned down into a pout, his hands moving to rest on your hips.

“you couldn’t have gone with something cuter? something like babe, honey, even sweet-” 

“stop, before i change my mind!” you interrupted, rolling your eyes at the cheesy nicknames. “how about, i don’t know, we actually go somewhere?” 

“leave it to me! just say the word and i’ll take you.” shinichiro said, his thumb jerking towards his bike. “this baby can take us to any place you want.” 

you pondered for a moment, swaying back and forth a bit with shinichiro as you weighed different places. 

“hm, what is there to do when sneaking out late? nothing’s open…” you murmured, thinking out loud. “we could go to the park, but if anyone saw me they would definitely think that i’m a good for nothing delinquent-ow! hey, i was joking!” you exclaimed, rubbing the spot on your forehead where shinichiro flicked you. 

“so you’re saying i’m a good for nothing delinquent?! woow, and here i thought you loved me! oh my goodness! what ever will i do?!” you rolled your eyes at the dramatic performance from the boy in front of you, grabbing the flesh of his cheeks and squishing them together, (you found it cute how instead of complaining about it, he just looked at you the most love you’ve ever seen). 

“you knowww i was just joking, shin! now take me somewhere! surprise me with your wily delinquent ways!” your demand was met with a laugh and ruffling of your hair from shinichiro. 

“my wily delinquent ways, you say? hah, i guess i have no choice other than to fulfill your desires!” he teased, leading you to his bike. “this brilliant delinquent mind will think of a place to take you!” he plopped his spare helmet onto your head, bringing the strap under your chin to secure it properly. 

looking at shinichiro up close was something that you would never get tired of; the darkness of night paled in comparison to his eyes, the inky shade so deep that you wished you could drown in it. contrasting the jet black color of his irises, the care and love that you could always find in his eyes was unrivaled, making it seem like you were the only person in the entire world, everything else fading into the background. 

“what’re you thinking about?” shinichiro murmured, finishing clipping the strap for the helmet. it was strange how the two of you could go from teasing and having fun with each other to suddenly being soft and serious, but you didn’t mind it at all. 

“mm, nothing much.” you answered, your lips upturned into a soft smile. you pecked him on his cheek, lips pressing against his skin for a bit longer than necessary before pulling away, taking a seat on his bike. “are we going to go?”

“jeez, and they call me a troublemaker. the real troublemaker is this little goody-goody!” shinichiro teased, seating himself in front of you and turning the key in the engine of his bike. his beloved motorcycle revved to life, rumbling softly in the background. “just so you know-” 

“your bike is loud, shin! save the talking for when we aren't outside of my house still! let’s goooo-mmph?” the boy in front of you turned around quite suddenly, leaning forward and pressing his lips against yours. it was only for a moment, but just that moment was enough to keep more words from forming, your lips tingling as he leaned back again. 

“(y/nnn), it’s not nice to interrupt people, y’know. i was gonna say i love you.” shinichiro pouted, turning back around and promptly ignoring you. 

“wait, i’m sorryyyyy, i love you too!” despite your words, he kept ignoring you, kicking the kickstand back and beginning to drive. you wrapped your arms around his waist, propping your chin on his back as you tried to get his attention. “shinnn, i’m sorry! you have to admit, your bike is pretty loud, okay? hey, say something! i’m earnestly apologizing here!” 

“hmph.” 

“i’m not above tickling you, y’know.” you got no response at that, leading you to slowly poke his sides. you could see him shaking, but there was still no laughter or response, so you amped it up, full on tickling his sides. 

“h-hey! do you, hah, do you want me to crash!?” he finally let out, laughs spilling out as he was driving. 

“all you had to do was respond, so i’m happy now.” you responded, stopping your tickle attack and returning your arms to their position around his waist. he wasn’t going so fast that you had to hold on for any particular reason, but you liked to use it as an excuse to be close to him. resting your head against shinichiro’s back, the scenery of different buildings and cars flew by, the city lights filling your vision. the pretty sights combined with the faint beating of his heart that you could hear filled you with a sense of serenity; it was absolutely perfect. 

yeah, you were pretty damn happy.

[kyuusberry]

idol | 4). uhm. wtf?

word count: 1.2k

content: gigi’s mean asf to y/n, ningning is SICK of gigi’s shit, y/n’s still head over heels..

a/n: angst time everyone :D sorry if it’s bad lolol, angst isn’t my strong suit.. also not proofread (too lazy) 😓 LOTS of timeskips cause why not???

your hands were sweating more than usual, nervous about this date. you were surprised that she even accepted, you thought that she was gonna reject you.

“nnie. you’ll be fine, don’t worry, okay? if you need anything just text me,” jennie smiled.

nayeon playfully punched your arm, “toughen up, y/n!” she laughed.

“she’ll think your amazing. but.. if worse comes to worse i’ll come and get you. like.. if she ditches you mid date... or doesn’t answer the door,” yeri tried consoling you, but it didn’t seem like she was trying hard enough.

jennie sighed, “you’ll be fine. now hurry up and pick aeri up. she’s probably waiting.”

“uh.. you guys need to get out of my house though. i’m not letting you guys stay here by yourself without my supervision..” you were genuinely concerned that when you came back your house would be trashed.

“alright, alright. let’s go,” nayeon groaned, leaving your room and heading out, with everyone following behind her.

and before you knew it, you were at her house. palms sweaty and anxiously knocking at the door.

she opened the door, “hello?”

“oh— uhm.. hi…? i’m y/n. and i.. uh.. i’m here to take you on a date..” you were stuttering so badly, it was honestly embarrassing.

she just blankly stared at you, “oh.”

oh? what did she mean like that? she wasn’t even ready either. still in her pajamas— not that you were complaining of course. she looked stunning, despite her hair being disheveled and no makeup on. and her shark pajamas. that was the best part.

“let me get ready..” she shut the door in your face, not even bothering to let you in or anything. but like the nice girl you were, you waited outside. in the cold, freezing weather.

you just sat on her steps, waiting for her to finish. your coat wasn’t keeping you warm, which bothered the hell out of you. you were honestly thinking about leaving and just going to the restaurant yourself.

you waited.. and waited.. and waited.. and she still didn’t come out.

“gosh.. what the hell was i thinking? asking the aeri uchinaga out on a date? i just got my hopes up,” you murmured, getting up and walking towards your car.

you started crying once you got in the car, feeling absolutely horrible and played. you should’ve never accepted the bet.

giselle watched you through her window, she honestly felt kinda bad. and she never felt bad. she did get ready, but she was too nervous to go outside. her overthinking was overwhelming. why did you even agree? why did you send your address. are you stupid? what if she kidnaps you?

she pushed her thoughts to the very back of her mind and put on her jacket and shoes, rushing out of the house.

she awkwardly knocked on your car window, nibbling at her bottom lip.

you wiped away your tears, thank goodness you weren’t wearing makeup.. that would’ve smeared everywhere.

“huh?” you sniffled, rolling down your car window.

“i.. sorry for making you wait for so long,” giselle muttered awkwardly.

“it’s okay,” you replied, forcing a small smile.

giselle felt horrible after seeing your face close up, “still up for the date?”

“yeah. let’s go. get in,” you smiled, eyes puffy and red from the crying.

giselle got in the car and she felt terrible. she just wanted to hug you and— wait what?

when you got to the restaurant you felt a lot better. your eyes weren’t as puffy, but they were still a little noticeable if you looked up close.

giselle internally sighed. she wanted go dig a hole and die in it. never. ever. has she ever felt like this. she was always known as the badass actress who was always cold, but a mere peasant (fan) was breaking her shell? god, that’s fucking embarrassing.

you sighed, “ready? let’s go.”

she didn’t respond, just opening the car door and walking towards the restaurant without a word. this bugged you, a lot. but.. it was giselle.. so you may have let it slide. just this once.

you opened the door for her and she didn’t even say thank you? okay, now that bothered you. where did her manners go? you gritted your teeth and ignored it.

“hi! reservation for 2?” you smiled.

“ah. what name is it under?”

“jennie kim.”

“mmh.. right.. here! let’s go,” the host smiled, leading the two of you to an empty table, sitting you down and handing you menus.

giselle was surprised that the reservation wasn’t under your name, but jennie’s instead. why hers and not yours?

“hey, why was our reservation under jennie’s name and not yours?” giselle’s voice was cold, not even a hint of happiness in it.

you looked up, “she booked it for us,” you answered, going back to look at the menu, “i’d suggest looking at the menu so you can see what you want.”

“i was going to,” she huffed.

rude, much? you thought. the date barely started and you were already starting to get annoyed.

-

you ordered your things and attempted to make small talk.

“so.. uhm. how’s your acting life going?”

“fine,” aeri replied, swirling her wine in her glass.

“that’s good!” you smiled awkwardly.

“mmh. i gotta use the restroom. excuse me,” she got out of her seat and walked towards the bathroom.

“oh- uhm.. okay..” you muttered.

once giselle got to the bathroom and she headed to an empty stall, groaning and hitting her head against the wall. she pulled out her phone to text someone.

“what is ning on about,” giselle muttered, “i’m not dense. or a wimp.”

she groaned, hitting her head against the bathroom stall. she didn’t want to go back there, nor did she want to talk to y/n. but she didn’t bring her car so she couldn’t just drive off. nor could she call a taxi because no one would be willing to drive 30 minutes to an hour. in the end she just gave up and went back to the table

you were starting to get anxious, why hasn’t giselle come back? did she leave? your palms were starting to get sweaty and you were fidgeting with your bracelet. it’s been 40 minutes since she left to use the bathroom and your mind was overflowing with bad thoughts.

"sorry i took so long," giselle said through gritted teeth.

"it's fine.." you muttered.

the rest of the date was awkward, giselle didn't even attempt to talk to you, just on her phone for the rest of the night until she suddenly got up and excused herself, claiming that she needed to use the restroom.

you nodded, patiently waiting for her as you ate your food. you waited.. and waited.. and she didn't come back. this time you knew giselle left. you knew she wasn't coming back, so you just took the leftover food back home and paid.

you got to your car and drove home in silence. once you got home, you plopped yourself on your bed and screamed into your pillow.

"godddd!! i'm so stupid!!" you cried, "why did i agree to this stupid bet!" you hit your bed. pulling out your phone, you texted your friends.

you put your phone down on your bed, "fuck my life."

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a/n: sorry this took so long.. it's all over the place, i'm sorry.

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A Chance. pt 2. (pacific rim! au)

hobie brown x gn!reader

word count: 4.2k

summary: You and Hobie drift for the first time.

warnings: me being inconsistent with hobie's accent (pls I tried), death, blood, mostly from the memories

notes: once again, reader is gn but if I gendered anything lemme know! my readers are always black coded even if its not said outright but anyone can read :3

[part 1] [part 2] (ur here lolol)

Apparently, the sparring match had been the easy part. Convincing Hobie to actually drift with you was the hard part.

Jess had approved you and Hobie to begin drifting, but he had shut it down immediately.

“No. Absolutely not. And ‘m not goin’ back ‘n forth with ya.” Was all he said before shutting himself in his room. You sat in front of his door and complained about him acting like a stubborn child.

“C’mon! Jess said that we stood a chance!”

“That means nothin’ to me,'' came the muffled reply. You sighed and leaned your head on the metal frame of the door.

“You’re not even a little curious about what goes on in my head?” You paused then grinned. “You don’t wanna know what makes me tick?”

“Coulda sworn I said I wasn’t goin’ back ‘n forth with ya.”

You kissed your teeth and rested your head on your knees. “Fine, fine. I’ll just sit here then!” you shouted then muttered, “All night. In the cold…” You allowed yourself to trail off as your dramatics continued to climb. “I’ll just be wonderin’ why my potential drift partner hates me—”

A loud click sounded behind you and the door creaked open. Hobie peered down at you with an unamused expression. “I never said I hated ya.”

“But you did say you weren’t gonna go back ‘n forth with me.” Hobie’s scoff had you climbing to your feet. You continued, “Won’t you at least give it a chance? We won’t even be going out into the field— just inside Hellion.”

“And you’ll be in my head,” he snapped, then caught himself with a grimace. “Why do ya feel the need to push it, hm? Can’t take no for an answer or somethin’?”

“No. I can’t.” You couldn’t stop your face from contorting into a scowl as you snarked, “Why are you even here if you don’t plan on drifting with anyone?”

“I already told ya—”

“Well, I don’t believe you.”

Hobie threw his hands up, signaling that he had nothing else to say, and stepped back behind his door. “Goodnight.”

Before he could completely shut the door, you pushed your hand against it. Your mind had been struggling to find an answer to why you didn’t completely believe Hobie. His reasoning didn’t fit his character. If he was truly done being a pilot, he would’ve just left. If he was concerned about his friends risking their lives, he would find a way to convince them to leave with him. 

No, this was much much more personal than that. And he had already told you his reasoning: to make sure no one else pilots Hellion Riser.

“You don’t want anyone to replace Karl.”

That stopped Hobie completely in his tracks. He stared at you as if the words slapped him in the face. You had a horrible habit of pushing people’s buttons; sometimes you did it on purpose, while other times you couldn’t stop your mouth from moving.

“I’m not trying to replace him, Hobie, I swear it. I could never erase what you guys had— what you two did. Hell, y'all set records. I just—”

Hobie put his hand up to stop you. “I’d rather not have this chat outside.” His door creaked as he motioned you inside.

When the door closed behind you, you were met with the sight of Hobie’s covered walls. There were some posters of well known rock bands from before the war and newspaper clippings of different kaiju attacks. You wondered if they had some significance to him. Though, what had caught your eye was a sticker-covered guitar leaned up against Hobie’s nightstand.

“So, d’ya have a habit of bein’ an arse or is that jus’ wit’ me?” Hobie sat himself on his bed and crossed his arms. You stared down at him with a raised eyebrow.

“An arse? Me? Never.” You trailed your eyes along the newspaper clippings until one caught your eye. “I’m just… stubborn.” You tried to keep a steady tone but your mind had already traveled somewhere far away.

In your peripheral, you could see Hobie shift to see what you were looking at. “You have a personal history with Steelcutter, mate?”

You blinked yourself back into the present and stepped away from the wall, needing to physically distance yourself from the image. As you observed the clippings, their purpose suddenly made sense.

“These are all kaijus that Hellion has taken down.” It was a statement, no question about it.

“Yep. Majority of ‘em are from the old pilots.” He tilted his head. “You dodgin’ my question?”

“Yep,” you mocked, looking him up and down. You opened your mouth to continue, but it suddenly struck you that you were in fact alone in Hobie’s room. And he was staring at you with those champagne eyes of his and— 

No, no, no. You weren’t going to entertain that anymore. You had one goal and he was actively stopping you from reaching it. Past infatuation had no place here. It hadn’t had one in a long time and it wouldn’t get one now. 

Ignoring the heat burning at your cheeks, you cleared your throat. “So about the drift—”

“You were right, y’know.”

You felt your words die on your lips. “I… what?”

“I don’t want anyone to replace Karl. They couldn’t if they tried. But that’s only part of it.”

You blinked owlishly. You hadn’t expected him to be so outright with it.

He continued, “I don’t want to watch anyone else I care about die.”

“We don’t even know each other like that—”

“Yet.” He stood up. “That’s the part ya keep overlookin’. I’ll be finding out everything about you. I’ll be in your head and you’ll be in mine. Ya won’t get out of that without at least carin’ a little. That’s the whole point of a drift partner. Ya pilot the jaeger together, ya fight together, and ya expect to die together. I won’t get outta carin’ for ya and ya won’t get outta carin’ for me. Get it?”

Hobie’s words were passionate, borderline desperate for you to understand. And you were beginning to understand. You chewed on his words for a moment, letting the air settle. “But you enjoyed having that partner, didn’t you? You enjoyed fighting alongside him and allowing someone to be that intertwined with you, right? Doesn’t that mean anything?”

“It’s not tha’ simple.”

“Of course not. But every relationship comes with the risk of an ending. Avoiding companionship altogether will make you miserable, especially when you’re itching to go back into the field.”

An indignant laugh left Hobie’s lips. “And who told ya I wanted to go back?”

“You still train— which is how you beat me during the trials; and you don’t seem like someone who lets people die in vain. Don’t you wanna show those fuckin’ kaijus where they can stick it? Don’t you want revenge for Karl?”

There had always been a muted fire behind Hobie’s eyes. The embers of the flames would dance around his irises, refusing to turn into ash. Though, under his appraisal, you could see the blazing inferno that you had sparked. 

It made you think that your insistence had pushed Hobie too far over the edge. Maybe your luck had run out.

To your surprise, Hobie backed down and released a heavy sigh as he plopped onto his bed. He dragged a hand down his face before asking, “D’ya have any confessions?”

You frowned. “Confessions?”

“Confessions, mate. Anything you’d like to tell me before I find out against your will?”

Your heart stopped in your chest. Disbelief rose in you like a climbing rollercoaster. “...you don’t mean…”

He gave you a look that told you everything you needed to know. He raised a finger. “We’ll try it once and only once. Let’s see if Jess knows wha’ she’s talkin’ about.”

The news about you drifting with Hobie spread like a wildfire. It morphed into a bigger event than you had anticipated. There were whispers about Hellion Riser finally becoming active again, while the in-your-face doubters approached you around every corner. The doubters were either shut down by some not-so-kind words or, to your complete and utter surprise, Hobie flat out telling them to shut the fuck up before there was a problem.

His reluctance to completely accept you as his partner was still present, but he didn’t seem too fond of other people sharing that same sentiment. 

The day came when Hellion was ready for you two to test your compatibility. The nerves shook you to your core; even your steadying breaths couldn’t calm your racing heart.

There were people around you helping make sure your suit fit your frame properly. Beside you, Hobie was receiving the same treatment. You watched as he opened and closed his fist with some sort of fascination. 

His eyes suddenly flicked toward you and he gave you a small grin. “You look like you’re gonna throw up.”

Your grin was strained. “I just might.” 

Before you could say another word, a helmet was being placed in your hands. You put it on while the people around you adjusted it for you.

Then, you were led into the jaeger where the workers left you and Hobie to get situated. Hobie was quieter than usual as he made his way to the right side.

“Are you nervous?” you asked. You hated how meek you sounded

“Nervous?” The laugh that came from him was curt. “‘M fuckin’ terrified.”

The simulators had nothing on the real thing. Colorful displays and illuminated buttons hovered in front of your place in the jaeger. 

Across from you, Hobie took the first step into the footholds and the machine automatically adjusted to his stature. He watched you expectantly and it made you bite the bullet.

You stepped into your foothold and several things occurred at once. The machine attached to your back to hold you in place then your wrists went through the same process, though they had more free reign than your back. 

There was sudden laughter in your ears and you whipped your head around to see Hobie with an amused smile on his face. 

“What’s so funny?” you snarked, already knowing that he was laughing at you. 

“Your boat, that’s what.”

“My boat?” 

“Your face, bruv.”

“Yeah, well, I’ve never had something attached to my spine before!” Your face cringed at the thought which made him snicker.

An automated voice cut through your banter. 

Pilots on board and ready to connect.

In your helmet, you could hear Hobie take a deep breath as he reached forward to flip a few switches.

Next, Jess’s voice came through the speaker. “Alright, you two, we’re preparing for the neural handshake.”

It was really happening. Your heart was in your throat and you wondered if you were truly ready for this. To let someone— Hobie in your head. Could you handle something like that?

“Oi, bruv. Don’t go chasin’ R.A.B.I.T.s, got it? Just let ‘em flow past you, don’t let ‘em stay.”

Right, right. Rabbits. Some long ass acronym for memories. “Okay. Okay, I can do that.”

Neural interface Drift initiated.

Flashes upon flashes of memories that didn’t belong to you flooded into your mind. Voices and unintelligible whispers whipped past your ears. 

You could see a smaller Hobie learning guitar from his mother. You felt the love and pride he had when he did something right. But then, you felt his desperation when his mother succumbed to alcohol.

You felt how he’d wondered what he did wrong to be neglected the way he was.

Then, memories that had been buried long ago were being unveiled before your eyes. Your parents cradling you as an infant, Your giggles as they made their silly faces.

You, as a toddler, wandering a desecrated city street. Ash and glass littered the street as you walked with a thumb in your mouth.

The memories clashed and overlapped with each other. Hobie’s time in the foster care system; you being taken in by an aunt; Hobie being accepted into the jaeger program— all of it. Moments you cherished like your introduction to being a jaeger technician and seeing Hobie for the first time.

You had admired him from afar. Someone who piloted your favorite jaeger and did it with pride. 

And when he spoke to you for the first time, your head had spun in circles and your mouth couldn’t keep up with it. 

Then, you saw Karl. 

You saw Hobie and Karl meeting for the first time during the trials. Saw them reading their results and becoming drift partners— becoming best friends. You could feel the love they had for one another, how much they cared about each other. They were inseparable. Hobie would throw an arm over Karl’s shoulder and they would share a joke no one but them understood.

Karl was his best friend.

With a sharp breath, you were back in reality. 

Right hemisphere calibrated.

Sharing a mind with someone was beyond jarring. You could hear the echoes of thoughts coming from Hobie, but none were coherent. Just feelings. You wondered if your mind was just about the same.

Left hemisphere calibrated.

You raised your right arm, perfectly in sync with Hobie, then raised your left. Together, Hellion Riser raised both of her fists in a battle stance.

Ready to activate the Jaeger.

A thought that didn’t belong to you streamlined through your mind and you laughed. Without a moment of hesitation, Hellion was raising two middle fingers.

A very unamused Jess cut through the speaker. “Very mature, you guys.”

Her displeasure only made your guys’ laughter bubble from your chests and echo into the cockpit.

Calibration complete. 

There was something familiar about laughing with him. Something that didn’t belong to you.

Because it didn’t.

You weren’t in the present anymore.

“Did you see how I fucking blasted him, dude?” You were Karl Morningdew. No, you were Hobie. Fuck, it didn’t matter. They were sharing a mind. You were both of them. 

“Bloke didn’t see it comin’!” Hobie had laughed, pride shining in his grin, and Karl joined him. 

They thought the job was done, but the kaiju had disappeared in the waters below them. Hobie had been the first to notice.

“Oi, where the fuck did it—”

Hellion was being slammed against, nearly toppling the jaeger over. “Fuck! How’s it still going?!”

Claws dug into the cockpit and they both screamed. You could feel their bewilderment and their fear— because jaegers weren’t supposed to be torn into like this. It wasn’t supposed to be possible. 

“We need to get it off!” Hobie had attempted to do so, but it had been too late.

With another swing, the kaiju tore into the right side and pulled Karl out.

You felt it all. Your senses were drowned with panic, panic, panic. Disbelief. And oh, the grief hit like a truck. It was hot in your hands— sent frigid chills down your spine.

And it hurt. 

Being thrown back into reality sent your mind into a flurry. It came with ringing alarms and a distressed Jess. 

“Hellion! You are out of alignment!”

You could hear Hobie apologizing— you could feel his grief clawing at him. At you. You’d felt like that before. You had. 

Then you’d heard him calling your name. Telling you not to chase the rabbit.

You were confused. 

What rabbit? 

You and Riri never had a rabbit. In fact, a rabbit never crossed your mind as you two walked down the city street.

New York City was a place. A place you called home. It was filled to the brim with people that narrowly dodged each other on the sidewalk. Cars honked at each other nonstop and music played from somewhere you didn’t care to check.

Beside you, Riri nudged your side. “Hey, cousin. Whatchu think ‘bout this move?” 

And in the middle of the sidewalk, she broke out in the butterfly dance. She moved her legs in a smooth in and out motion. Being fourteen, you were absolutely horrified that she was breaking out into a dance in public.

“Riri! Stoooppp!” you cried, shaking her arm. With her being two years your senior, she absolutely reveled in embarrassing you.

“Whaaat? I’m just dancin’!” 

You had to avert your eyes as she began to tootsie roll. “I’m gonna tell Teetee that you’re using her lessons for evil!” 

“You’re gonna tell my mom?!” She screeched. You laughed in her face as she playfully pushed you.

Everything stopped when the world started shaking. Your first thought was an earthquake, but the look on Riri’s face stopped you in your tracks. “What? What is it, cousin?” you pleaded.

The sound of screaming cut through the air then you were being pushed around by people running for their lives. You couldn’t tell what was happening but there was a dark cloud of destruction in the opposite direction.

Riri roughly yanked your arm and dragged you with the crowd. You wanted to ask what was going on, but a deep fear in your gut told you everything you needed to know. 

Jets flew overhead, shooting missiles at the kaiju that was dragging itself through the city.

Through it all, you couldn’t help but get the inkling that someone was trying to get your attention. Muffled words bounced off your mind as fear clouded it. 

The kaiju moved faster than you two could run, even with its long, slow steps that destroyed everything under its feet. You made the mistake of looking back.

The cloud of destruction couldn’t hide the grotesque thing from you any longer. It walked on all fours and was covered in a monstrous variety of spikes. It dragged itself through the street, tearing through buildings and bringing a storm of glass down upon its victims.

And it was nearly upon you. You wouldn’t be able to outrun it.

The terror took hold of your legs and you fell to your stomach. Riri tried to get you back up, but you couldn’t hear her desperate pleas over your screams. You were going to die. And there wasn’t anything you could refute that with.

What you hadn’t expected was your cousin to shield your body with hers.

The rain of glass sliced open your arms and any other part of your body it could reach. However, Riri took the full brunt of it.

The kaiju walked past you two, destroying what it could over the incessant attacks from the jets. All the while, you watched Riri’s life fade from her eyes as she collapsed on top of you.

You laid there, too scared to move. Hoping that maybe, just maybe, you’d wake up from your nightmare. But the glass that stuck itself into Riri’s body was all too real to even consider this a dream.

So you silently cried, too scared to cry any louder. Though, your weeping came to a solid halt when another pair of giant footsteps raced through the city. Was it another kaiju? Why was there another one?

Instead, a brilliant red and blue jaeger raced from the darkness and stopped the kaiju from causing any more destruction.

You couldn’t help but think: thank god. Because if the jaeger hadn’t come, you wouldn’t be able to scream and beg for Riri to—

Wake up!

The breath that you forced into your lungs dragged you back into reality. Your helmet had been discarded somewhere else and Hobie was holding you. His face was relieved when you finally looked him in the eye.

“You’re okay. It was just a memory. Just a memory,” he whispered to you. You could feel the tears burn in your eyes. Not only from the fresh memory buzzing around your head, but from the frustration of it all.

You fucked up.

And that disappointment followed you throughout the rest of the day. Everything had passed in a blur and somehow you found yourself here, sitting in the catwalk above Hellion. The base was deep into its night hours, with very few people still out and about. Unfortunately, you were one of them.

You hadn’t expected to be so shaken up, by why wouldn’t you? The last memory of Riri hadn’t been a pleasant one and it haunted your every move. Now Hobie knew it too.

You had one shot and you blew it.

There were footsteps heading in your direction. When you looked up, you saw the last person you wanted to see. Instead of greeting Hobie, you tucked your head in your arms and curled your knees close to your chest.

“That’s one way to say hello, innit.” Hobie’s voice did things to your soul that you hadn’t expected. Being in his head, knowing what made him who he was, gave you an entirely new outlook on who Hobie Brown was. 

Hobie had been right. You can’t be inside someone’s head and expect not to care about them. But you didn’t need the drift for it to be established, no, all it did was build upon the foundation that was already there. 

And you weren’t ready to deal with that yet. Nor ever.

Hobie came close to you, standing instead of sitting beside you. “Still shaken up?”

You clicked your tongue and let out a dry laugh. “Yeah, let’s go with that.”

“I don’t hold it against ya, it was your first time.”

“And my only time.” You let bitterness seep into your voice while your nails dug into your arms. 

There was a sigh above you, then Hobie was sliding down to sit next to you. You could only focus on the way the side of his body pressed against yours and it did things to your heart.

“It was unrealistic to think nothin’ would go wrong our first time.” He leaned his head against the railing. “You weren’t the only one who messed up. I messed up first.”

You moved your head to peek at him. He stared off into the distance and you watched his eyes jump from place to place until they landed on you. 

Being under his gaze made you shy and you hated that it reverted you back to your intern days. Your ears burned and you tore your eyes away. His laugh was kind and far from teasing. It only made the heat flare in your cheeks.

When his laughter died down, you two sat in a comfortable silence. Once you were able to get over Hobie’s proximity, your mind traveled back to Riri. You didn’t know if your somberness had leached into the atmosphere, but Hobie ended up nudging you.

“It’s not your fault, ya know tha’, right?”

You raised your head. “What isn’t?”

“Your cousin.”

You took in a sharp breath. “Is that so?” your voice wobbled, but you held firm. “I could’ve—”

“You did what you could.”

You wanted to get defensive, you wanted to deny him because what did he know? But he knew a lot. He’d seen it. He’d seen your moment of weakness and your failure and still said it wasn’t your fault. 

You squeezed your eyes shut, hoping you wouldn’t cry for the umpteenth time today. You did what you could. And that was nothing. You couldn’t do anything but be protected. 

Hobie placed a hand on your arm and squeezed it gently. It was a warm touch that sent your soul into a delightful spiral. 

You wanted to say something, but everything died on your tongue. You just knew that there was no use in trying to argue with Hobie. 

Instead, you smiled as you were reminded of something. “So you dream of being a rockstar?”

Hobie practically blinded you with his smile. “Everyday, mate. Gonna start a band after the war.”

“You already have people in mind?”

“Course! Got me a drummer and a few youngers lookin' to rock out.” 

You muttered to yourself, “After the war, huh.” You were glad that Hobie was looking forward to something after the war— even if you doubted that the kaijus would be defeated in your lifetime. 

“Yep. Which is why Hellion is gonna stick it to those fuckin’ kaijus.”

Your eyes widened. “Wha— You actually want to try again?”

“Second time’s a charm.”

“That’s not how the saying goes.”

“It is now. D’ya want to try or not?”

By this point, you had unfurled from your position and you were openly staring at Hobie. “I— Well, yeah! I wanna try again.”

“Good.” He rose to his feet and dragged you up with him. “We’re gonna need rest if that’s the case.”

There was something about the blaze in his eyes that told you that it was never anger. No, it was the burning desire to fight. To put an end to the war so he could live his life without fear. To be free.

He threw an arm over your shoulder and pulled you close. “Don’ worry. I won’t bring up the fact that you fancy me.” He poked your cheek and you could’ve sworn you were gonna faint from the sudden rush of blood to your face. “Not yet, at least.”

Steam could’ve risen from your cheeks and you wouldn’t have questioned it. 

Hobie openly laughed as you batted him away. There was no way you were gonna get away with hiding it. He was in your head and you were stuck with him now.

You had asked for a chance and he gave it to you.

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taglist: @hobieszeze

thanks for reading you guys ^^ i can’t say for sure if i’ll write another part but i’ll be focusing on my molotov fic !!

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Cosplay || (Yoosung x Reader)

This was initially self-indulgent but I loved it so much that I'm sharing it here. I hope you all like it! This (can be) connected to my "seamstress MC" headcanons.

Notes: Fem!MC (w/ implied brown hair) and a love for the Legend of Zelda series. (wc: 1558)

“I totally don’t believe you,” one of his guildmates laughed through through the game’s voice chat. Yoosung couldn’t help the frown on his face and roll of his eyes.

Some of his online friends, the ones he met through LOLOL, refused to believe that he had a girlfriend now. However, in their defense, sometimes Yoosung himself found it hard to believe that MC was dating him. Of course, MC would flick his forehead and kiss his nose every time he told her this. “Hush, Yoosungie! I’m proud to be your girlfriend, okay? I love you so much!” She would pout.

This particular time, however, the disbelief was strengthened by Yoosung’s comment that MC wanted to cosplay with him. Apparently, the fact that MC shared common nerdy interests with him was “proof” that his girlfriend was fictional. “You’re just jealous,” he scoffed into his mic.

“Yeah, sure,” his friend laughed. “I’m jealous that you have such a wild imagination.”

Yoosung’s brow furrowed in frustration.

“Hey, someone is starting a raid!” Another teammate called out and the subject quickly changed.

It was a while later when Yoosung finally logged off, hanging his headphones on the little stand that MC had gifted him. “To keep them nice and the cord untangled!” she had told him.

Standing and stretching, Yoosung found himself walking to the little kitchen in his apartment where he found his wonderful girlfriend heating water for tea. “Yoosung,” she smiled when she saw the blonde enter. “Are you done for now? Would you like some tea too?”

“Sure! And yeah, I’m done for today I think. One of my guildmates was being annoying,” he sighed, causing MC to giggle.

“Do they still think I’m made up?” She laughed. Yoosung only pouted. He had complained about this to her before, and while she found it a little funny it was clear that he was feeling particularly upset about it this time. “Hey…” Her voice softened as she set another cup on the counter for him. “It’s okay, Yoosungie. I promise I’m very real and really in love with you~”

Yoosung could feel his cheeks burn. He couldn’t help it whenever MC said those things. “I know,” he sighed, watching her pour the boiling water into their two mugs. “It just bothered me this time because I told them you wanted to cosplay with me…” he trailed off but MC motioned for him to continue. “They said I was making it up because there’s no way I could get a girlfriend who has interests like that.”

MC scoffed. “Well that’s pretty rude,” she tutted. “They’re just jealous, Yoosung. Next time, I’ll get on the mic and chew them out!”

Yoosung laughed at the adorable pout his girlfriend wore. “It’s okay, MC. You’re right, I shouldn’t let them bother me. Their opinion doesn’t matter.”

MC smiled. “Exactly! By the way…” she pulled her phone from her pocket and opened it up. “I’ve decided who we should cosplay!” Turning the device, MC showed him a picture of the two characters she chose.

Yoosung recognized them of course. It was the green-clad hero, Link, and princess of Hyrule, Zelda. Though he didn’t play the games himself, he was aware that MC did and was a big fan of them. He’s listened to her talk about the games for hours, going into their lore and real life history. She was always so excited when she spoke about them, and he lived for the passionate sparkle in her eyes as she did.

“I thought Zelda had blonde hair…” he questioned. Not that he minded the choice, of course, he would happily be the hero to his princess.

“She does normally, but in the game Twilight Princess she’s a brunette,” MC explained with a grin. “Please, Yoosungie? You would make such a handsome Link and I’ve wanted to cosplay Zelda for so long! Please~?”

Yoosung’s blush came back tenfold at MC’s words. Would he make a handsome Link? He wasn’t sure but MC certainly thought so. Still, he’d already made his decision when she asked the first time if he would cosplay with her. “Of course, MC! I already said I’d dress as anything with you,” he chuckled, trying to ignore his burning cheeks.

“I know, but I want you to have fun too,” she said, tucking away her phone.

“I know I will,” Yoosung smiled. “I’m happy to be your hero, MC.” He pressed a soft kiss to her forehead and she giggled.

“Thank you, honey~” MC turned back to their mugs of tea. “Go sit down and I’ll bring you your cup, then I’ll give you a crash course on cosplay.”

*~*~*~*

MC spent the next two months working on their costumes. Ordering pieces, buying cuts of fabric, stitching and restitching hems. The late nights Yoosung spent gaming, MC spent at her sewing machine. There were fittings and pinnings and measurements taken.

Yoosung couldn’t possibly be more impressed that MC was able to craft two intricate and detailed costumes in the short span of two months. Though he really shouldn’t be surprised, she managed to plan a big and successful party in only eleven days. She was a determined worker for sure and a true inspiration to him.

And when the costumes were finally ready, she asked him if he’d be willing to do a photoshoot with her. “My friend is studying photography and agreed to take pictures of us if she’s allowed to use some for her project,” she explained. “And I would love to get some nice pictures of us together!”

How could Yoosung possibly say no? He couldn’t. And he wouldn’t, certainly not after all her hard work. She was even loaning him her replica Master Sword for the photos! There’s no way he would turn this down. Not in a million years.

The day of the shoot came. MC’s friend was picking them up and taking them to a location they had scouted beforehand. As Yoosung got dressed in the handmade tunic, he felt a flurry of nerves in his chest. He hoped he would look good in the cosplay that MC had spent literal months on. With a deep breath, he looked in the mirror.

He never noticed it before, but with the pointed ears and colored prescription contacts that MC had gotten him, he really looked the spitting image of the hero of Hyrule. Twisting and turning, Yoosung tried to get a good look at himself from various angles. MC truly was a master when it came to sewing.

“Knock knock~” MC called from behind his bedroom door. “Can I come in?”

“Oh- Yeah! You can!” he called back.

Yoosung could feel the breath leave his lungs when he saw her.

If his tunic was well made, MC’s dress was absolutely perfect. “Wow…” he whispered. The crown on her brow shone like real gold, the delicate embroidery that ran along her dress gave her a subtle elegance as she moved towards him. Her hands, covered in long white gloves, held the sheathed replica sword. “I was right,” she smiled. “You do make a very handsome Link.”

Yoosung blushed and looked away, her beauty and compliments too much for him to handle. “Th-thank you… You’re a very beautiful Princess Zelda…” He wanted to say so much more. That she was the most stunning person in the world. That her beauty was there in and out of cosplay. That seeing her like this was enough to make his knees weak and his heart race.

MC smiled. “Thank you,” she giggled. “Here, it’s dangerous to go alone…” she placed the sword in his hands. “...take this!”

Yoosung laughed along with her at the spoken line before her phone chimed from her bag on his floor. “Oh!” she grinned. “That must be our ride! Let’s go take some pictures, Yoosungie~” Picking up her bag, she took his free hand and tugged him out of the room.

*~*~*~*

It was a few days later when MC’s friend sent her the polished up photos. Yoosung was in awe of how nice they looked. It truly looked as if they stepped out of the game itself and into the real world.

Among the poses they had done, there were a few candid shots that were taken that day. Including one of their gentle embrace after MC had fixed his hat, their eyes were closed and their foreheads rested against each other. They were smiling. Yoosung remembered that moment well, all the love he had in his heart for MC as she introduced him to something so fun. Something she was so passionate about that she wanted to share with him.

It was clear that MC remembered it too as that picture ended up as her phone wallpaper after she had sent it to the RFA chat. Everyone was impressed, even Jumin said something nice… well, as nice as Jumin could be.

Yoosung was very happy. Happy that he could do something so fun with his girlfriend. Happy that the pictures looked so nice. Happy that their friends liked the pictures. Happy that MC had fun. And of course…Happy to make his guildmates eat crow when he sent some of their pictures. Including a cute—maybe a little smug—picture of MC showing off her wallpaper of the two of them. His girlfriend was very real and very cool.

[concreteemo]

Hi! This isn’t an ask, just a thought. Okay, bare with me. So I have a puppy. He’s 4 months old, we’ve had him for a month. He’s about 5 pounds of ridiculous fluff. And he’s the goofiest thing. He loves sitting in my lap and chewing his toys. This time, I’m laying down so he lays extremely close to me while chewing. He falls off the couch then gets back up and flops on me, half on half off, continuing to chew his toy. Okay so, imagine your laying on the couch or in bed. It doesn’t matter if you’re reading a book, or watching a movie, Noah will flop on you while fiddling with his rubix cube, (don’t know how to spell it) not a care in the world, laying on his side as his body invades your space. (And we all know not one of us would complain) oh and for some reason the Noah that came to mind is from your post the concrete comfortable in his element. (I think I got it right?) for some reason it’s specifically that Noah.

Omg yes it is very specifically that Noah. That’s exactly who I pictured when I read this lolol.

but I love that you have a puppy!! 🥹 they’re so cute when they flop by you and chew on their toys lol.

[justanillvampire]

Monday is DoneYay!

So I made it through my first day back to work from LOA and I mean it’s not terrible but it’s far from over.

I’ve gone through a load of different symptoms that’s started with:

Impending doom (obviously lol)

Boating that lasted off and on until about 1300

Acid reflux very slightly but consistent all day

I dont know probably because of the above three; I couldn’t really eat. I tried eating twice, taking one or two bites each time. The texture made me cringe and just really put my stomach off. I tried Cheerios for breakfast and impossible nuggets for lunch (the frozen kind). Just a no for me, thanks.

I had a medium anxiety attack after work, then decided it was a good idea to sit in the car while I road along to the shop (lolol not driving). I was dizzy to say the very least and I’m photosensitive and not being in my right mind I didn’t even put on a jacket or a hat for the ride…

It felt like I was left in the car for hours (the car was live, air function fully intact) I felt like I was squirming and so uncomfortable. I started to get really nauseous and lightheaded. The drive home thank GODS it was only 3 or 4 minutes! I was feeling so sick.

I’ve been home for a while now and the nauseous feeling has been going up and down, coming and going.

But the day actually gets better here.

The reason I subjected myself to leaving my house and riding to the shop was because the person who went inside, brought me a tree milk cake!

Omfg I tell you the texture of that was divine! I don’t feel particularly great because I ate the whole thing (it was like a cup sized cake, but not a cupcake, no not the same thing.) But we live, we don’t learn, and we sometimes regret but right now that’s not the case!

My legs and back are cramping right now too (back since this morning, started getting really noticeable around noon, leg like legit now 1700) and I’ve decided it’s my duty to make corncake (it’s not desert again, I promise🤞and I’ll put beans on it so there) because that’s truly the only way I’ll end up eating anything for dinner. I haven’t eaten enough (ie the milk cake) to not not piss off my body if I was to go to bed like this.

I’m really starting to hurt atm though 🥲

(It could totally totally be worst I’m not complaining just sharing /leaving for future me)

[ohdudedhesflirting]

First off, congratulations on almost getting through your exams (or finishing it depending on when you read this!) 🥳

Also don’t worry about replying. Just reply when you feel like (or don’t if you don’t want to!). I take a bit to reply too 😬

First off, thank you for the kind words 🫶

Yeah, software development makes my brain hurt mostly because of the unrealistic deadlines and expectations. Imagine asking nine doctors to pull out a baby from a lady who’s one month pregnant. It's like ?????. Personally, I try to speak up about it (saying it's just not realistic) BUUTTT I'm typically the most junior in my team and though everyone secretly agrees with me, they just try to get it done by the deadline. Yeah, that didn't make sense but I hope you're getting the jist of what I'm trying to say. It's what I hate about when I first entered the field as a full-timer (they protect you from this kind of stuff as an intern).

“Having a brain fully developed is a flex.” 

LMAO. This made me laugh sooo much. You’re so funny 🥰

How long does one coding exercise generally takes ? Like 2/3 hours at least ? Depending on how hard it is ?

I’m not sure if you’re asking for one question or the entire challenges so I’ll answer both. In my experience, it depends on the question asked lolol. There were times I was able finish three problems in twelve minutes and there were times I couldn’t even finish one question. The timed ones usually only give you 1-2 hour(s) because intensity you know? 

The last exercise I did took me around six to seven hours. It wasn’t like a typical coding challenge but you had to explain a project you built entirely by yourself on a technical level and then they basically asked you how you would build a X system (ex/ "How would you build Twitter?", "How would you build a hotel reservation system?"). There wasn’t any word limit or time limit and I figured it was better to put more (it's the safer option). I figured it would also be useful for future interviews since a lot of times they ask you to explain a project you’ve worked on or how you would build X system.

AHHH and you’re a double major? Dang. If you don’t mind asking, what’s the second major? 

As always, take care of yourself 🍵

🤙 anon

Hii darling !

I took my last exam this morning (I actually saw your message just before but I wasn't in the right headspace to reply to it lol). Thank you for your kind words it truly means a lot to me 💛

I guess like every space of work always overwork and expect crazy deadlines... I'm sorry you have so much pressure to complete assignment in such a short time !

I'm also really proud for trying to speak up about it and try to make a space for discussion. It truly must no be the easiest as the youngest

Also I totally get the idea of complaining but still making it in time lol I totally understand !

I cant even imagine how hard it must be to sit in front of computer and work seven hours on something as complicated as what you are doing.. you have all my respect fr.

Knowing the time you need for each type of task is actually very good and very professional. It's always to have that information just in case they ask you in an interview. It shows your professionalism.

Yeah I did a double major for 2 years ! Here completing the major takes 3 years and you have to validate each year.

I did law and art history. Most people in my promo wanna be auctioneers. (Its the reason why this double major was created lol) But I personnaly don't wanna be an auctioneer and I hate law lol its making me feel really bad mentally wise.

We have this opportunity for our 3rd year to continue (and suffer even more), or drop one and validating the first major and lets say you take another year to validate the other. So you have two majors in 4 years instead of 6 which is good.

But I wouldn't do law anymore if I pass and I just would study art history !

(It's complicated lol)

Take care of yourself as well. Have some good sleep/ Hope you had a good sleep <3

[pet-pet-peet]

Could i request hcs of jack, malleus, the tweels and sebek with a m!s/o who has baby hands? (Like one day they hold hands and the boys notice how small s/o's hands are compared to theirs) weird request ik 🤣

I have teeny hands so I understand lolol

I can still wear gloves I had in second grade perfectly :,)

(I also have a bit of an appreciation for hands, so don’t mind me)

This is male reader, but I generally don’t use many gendered terms in my writing..just know that I’ll opt more for masculine ones if I add any. (aka, this is probably good for anyone, but the occasional gendered term will be male)

Tw: none (that I'm aware of, please lmk!)

Pairing(s): Jack, Malleus, Jade, Floyd, Sebek x male reader with small hands (separate)

Jack wasn’t really one for PDA, but hand holding was something he eventually became fine with

He never comments on the difference in your hand’s size, but he definitely notices

The first time you held hands and linked your fingers together, he couldn’t look you in the eye

Jack thinks your smaller hands are cute, and definitely feels more protective when holding your hand

It just activates this spark in him that makes him want to keep you close and keep everyone away

He’s not opposed to PDA, but he’s definitely not one to initiate it

Not one to say anything about the size difference unless he’s teasing you about it

You’re probably the one that grasped his hand first, which did catch him by surprise but he wasn’t complaining

Thinks the size difference is very cute, likes to compare your hand size randomly

In public he’ll let you hold his hand so that you two can stay together, especially in crowds. In private, he has a more childlike air to him as he brushes his fingers over yours to compare them

He initiates PDA sometimes, but otherwise just roles with what you want to do (unless he’s working)

He comments on your hands and compliments them a lot, but you sometimes wonder if the compliments are meant to be taken as teasing- he says it with the same smile, it’s hard to tell the difference

He probably held your hand first so he could kiss it when you first started dating

Doesn’t have much of an opinion on the size of your hands, all he knows is he likes to hold them

Feels like holding your hand is a power move, definitely makes you give off power couple vibes

He’s very big on PDA, even when he’s in a bad mood, so he’s definitely initiating it a lot

Likes to tease you about your hands when you hold his hands or face (“(Y/N)-kun~ so cute!~”)

He definitely initiated your hand-holding phase, liking to hold your hands when you’re together and kiss them when he feels more intimate

He likes that your hands are smaller because he finds it satisfying that he can completely cover your hands with his own

Hand-holding is like a small form of appreciation from him, despite his teasing and mood swings. It’s his way of confirming that he loves you no matter what

He’s very prideful, so that can manifest PDA in one of two ways; he holds your hand a lot to show you off, or he waits for you to hold his hand because he’s embarrassed to

He asks every now and then if you like that your hands are small, but doesn’t really mention their size other than that

It could really go either way as to how the hand-holding phase started. If you’re the more assertive type you probably initiated it, if not then he probably did

Low-key likes that your hands are small, it makes him feel like a buff boi (I’m so sorry-)

He’s not a big fan of holding hands or being affectionate when he’s trying to focus on something….or when the other members of Diasomnia are around..

*All Images are official art from Twisted Wonderland and do not belong to me. They are the Lab Coat Groovy card art

[mhynvxii]

Aomine x fem! reader scenario.

In which the reader dress inappropriately to his standards.

A/N : This is for you @erina-writes-headcanons the divine punishment will now fall upon you ! I’ll believe you’re smart enough to know from who is inspired the reader right ? I can’t deliver to you a version in which it’s more obvious if you can’t tell :).

Warning : Smut with a plot ? lolol, public space sex and you are caught in the act, brat !reader x brat tammer Aomine who is kinda sadistic and degrade you. Also Kise simps don’t get hurt but he has a girlfriend here and Kuroko and Momoi are implied to be together.

Seating on the couch as it has been now a good ten minutes Aomine was waiting for you to get down upstairs, already a bit annoyed as he felt like you were taking your sweet time to get dressed. It was just a stupid hangout with what were supposed to be both of y’all common friend to the attraction park so what was the point to get you a super fashionable outfit ? Especially if today hangout was not appropriate for complex and tight clothing because of course you will have to move all the day and for that be at ease. But more important than that… Aomine started feeling sleepy waiting for you.

«  I swear that woman…! And she’s the one complaining about me being slow in the shower ? »

As he stand up, deciding to go upstairs to see what the hell you were doing, how surprised the man was to see… so much skin, so much shape of your body revealed in public sight. Wearing a mini grey rayed skirt with a rather great body complimenting black shirt you thought was pretty, you felt like dressing cute today but still picked sneakers instead of boots for practical reasons.

And to Aomine eyes it was for sure the only reasonable choice you made while composing that whole look because yes you were cute. But also edible and straight up gorgeous and it would be hard for him to one : let you expose yourself like this. Two : not worry about others perverted people like him and three control himself around you. And for how long you two are together… you must know about this, about him getting turned on quickly but here you were today dressed like this and ignoring him as if you were provoking him…

« Change. 

– Ah ? What did you say ?

– I dont like your outfit. Go change it right now. He says, his eyebrows frowning already.

– No ? What’s wrong with it ? I know it’s not practical but it’s my problem ?

– Don’t start getting on my nerves asking me what’s wrong with it as if it wasn’t obvious !

– Well it’s definitely not obvious to me, so I’m going out like this… and I didn’t ask for your opinion anyway ? But since it’s a thing to share unasked opinion I will kindly let you know that you seriously behave like a prick sometimes ! »

And as you sigh and show to Aomine your now pissed expression you take the keys of the house and open up the door to get out, giving him a mean glare so he as well would get out so you can close behind. He reluctantly does that, showing with his facial expression the annoyance on his face but calm down as he sees the stupid people he have to call friends stationing themselves in front of his house.

Already setting his mind that if Kise is one of the idiot driving one of the two car, he’s not getting up in his and neither are you.

«  Dai-chan, Y/n-chan ! Be quick some of us are really excited and impatient for all the fun waiting for us ! »

As Aomine spot the pinky haired girl he immediately see that the car in which she sits so clingily next to Kuroko is full thanks to Midorima, who was unfortunately witnessing her overly affectionate gestures from the back as well and Kagami and Himuro in front. Giving him no choice but to sit in the back of the beige cabriolet car just behind he know is Kise’s, but for the love of god or for just as much unfortune it was Kise’s girlfriend driving instead making him consider the possibility of having a safe trip and two seats were free next to a guy he believes is Takao ? It wasn’t his friend per se but yeah.

«  Sorry guys, we didn’t intend to get out late… it seems we’re the last ? You get out from your mouth hesitating.

– Yes but no need for excuses, pretty ladies don’t have to and I am quite sure it is Aomine that got you running late isn’t it ? 

– Oi, what you’re insinuating ?! » Retorts Aomine to the only woman beside you.

And as she snickers, Takao get out of the car to open the door for you like a gentleman would do while Aomine was childishly arguing. Like you Kise’s girlfriend was friend with everyone here and you included.

«  Hey you don’t need to ! It’s a bit embarrassing…

– Nah no worry cute girls have every rights ! And I like to be a gentleman for ladies anyway !

– Right ? I too have to say that your outfit is nice today Y/n-chan !

But you can’t take it all the compliment on your clothing and you.

«  Y’all know I can’t take compliments like that… And don’t call me cute !

– And Y’all better stop stealing my girl as if i was not here… I can’t trust a person in this car I swear ! Move, I’m going to hold the damn door for her ! Aomine tell Takao in an authoritative tone.

– Eh… Is Aominecchi jealous or something ? So easily…

– I think so ! But don’t say that out loud or he’s seriously going to anger up..»

Takao retake his seat, while the young lady laugh in amusement looking at Aomine opening up the door for you and following in just after as you take a seat, today afternoon already announced itself promising..!

« I think he fear that we will steal her from him, poor man… Kise girlfriend say in all her slyness.

– As if !!»

And that way the lil trip started, Aomine briefly looking at you with what was sure his sulky expression. You didn’t know what to do as you know from experience that you can’t have a mature discussion with him reacting like this and do not want to bring down the cheering and light atmosphere in the car. So you ignored him, praying internally that he would just stop and get over it after some time. But you’re not sure as today’s crazy driver decided to do dry drift for the the thrill of it hence you did find often yourself clinging into Aomine, your chest pressed against his hot torso… and he was even more pissed off ? Leading you to as soon as you can, separate yourself from him, not willing to increase the felt temperature in your body as today weather was pretty hot by itself and Aomine annoyance.

Seeing you sweating bullets rather quickly Takao share with you his fawn while doing lil chit chat until everyone get in destination (safely.) and once you can get out of the car you find yourself sighing in appeasement while everyone starts getting hyped up and excited for the upcoming fun. You want to join them as you gather the necessary energy when Aomine at your side stopped you mid track, arranging your uplifted skirt caused by the long sitting in the car. You wouldn’t have said anything if it was a simple cute and wary gesture but you felt it like the over protective one ? Even if it was definitely a nice gesture of him as he leave it at that, scoff and walk behind everyone when the group was even more dynamic after getting their tickets checked.

«  Aomine… Can you walk faster ? We’re going to loose them ?

– Well I know it’s not practical but it’s my problem ? Just walk with them you dummy if it bother you so much !»

You look at him for a great second hesitating if not wrestling him right now or not but you know he’s just still upset for your dressing choice. What was a childish argument motive and you keep walking at his speed, not willing to leave him behind.

But it was a bit annoying seeing everyone having fun without both of you, Momoi holding Kuroko hand while he was getting her candies, Himuro and Kagami sharing their childhood memories with Takao, Kise and his partner when Midorima was looking for his lucky item…

Maybe themselves didn’t tried to insert you in their fun because they as well were sensing that tension between you and Aomine ?

« Kuroko-kun you’re so nice ! Getting me that plushie bear along with my favorite candies… you’re the best ! »

Everyone stopped talking to gasp at Momoi cute plushie bear, motivating Kise to get one for his own girlfriend like Kuroko did and others dudes to catch a plushie for the sake of showing their skills at the shooting game as well. The whole group was gathering itself in front of the little stand game.

«  Look Taiga ! I got it first try ! Himuro inform him with a smile.

– You wait ! I won’t loose to you Tatsuya ! Hmpf !

And they get themselves involved in a competition.

– Dai-chan look at my plushie ! Win one for Y/n-chan as well I bet she would like it ! Right ? Look Ki-chan is doing it for his girl !

–…Plushies are for kiddos Uh ! Why should I waste my energy getting it for her ? Do you even want to have one ? »

You look at Kise receiving a cheek kiss in reward of getting the bunny plushie, his face quickly turning to a soft red as he brag about getting it first try when you noticed him copying Himuro to amaze his girlfriend. You turn around Aomine knowing exactly what you want.

«  Yes ? It’s super cute even if you say it’s a kid thing…

– Dai-chan can be so unromantic…!

– Alright… I’m going to get that stupid thing for you and play that game ! »

Aomine take the fake gun in hand, lazily holding it right to shot but miss his cible… it happen one time, two, three…

«  Aominecchi bhahahaha ! What’s going on ? You missed every shots ?! 

– Better shut up or I am shooting you instead !

He say as the chamber of the gun was empty and that he didn’t had a thing to load, turning around to face Kise, clearly angry.

– As if I should be scared, you’re going to miss me as well– !

Aomine with his piercing glance drop down his weapon and quite literally jump on the blonde to pinch aggressively his nose and hair hence stray his face in ugly facial expression and pain. What does start a silly fight between the two boys.

«  UH WHY ARE YOU SO AGGRESSIVE IT WAS JUST A JOKE !

– I’m going to make a joke out of you’ll see !

– Did we look like this when we were younger Tatsuya ?

– I dont think so…

– It’s so embarrassing going out with these two idiots… If it wasn’t for my today horoscope I wouldn’t be here certainly. »

You watch unamused Aomine getting separated from Kise now showing him the angry look… Aomine today just decided to be a baby ?! You’re not going to ruin your day because of his childish behavior.

«  Not only you can’t get the plushie when every boys got one for their partner and you get yourself in stupid fight… how old are you ? A 4 years old little boy or something ? »

And hearing you saying that everyone just try to hold their laugh because the punchline was honestly and surely aimed to touch your boyfriend ego but damn… that man had a huge one and he would for sure defend himself. And he does even if they saw him blinking twice before responding to you.

« Calling me a 4 year old kid when you’re the one asking for an ugly cat plushie, don’t you think you have quite the audacious mouth ?! »

And you two starts bickering stupidly when the others tried to calm you down, it wasn’t serious but you know both of you could be stubborn so you didn’t know how they did but they end up making you shutting up and he as well. Now Aomine and you giving each other’s the cold shoulder but still walking together in the amusement park.

Multiples funny things happening when you two were still in cold period… that hangout was still fun but just not between you and Aomine.

«  It seems like we do have a problem here… if we can’t agree on going to the same attractions what about separating ourselves? So nobody is unhappy ! »

Say Takao which wanted absolutely to show to Shintarou the scary house attraction after some time but Momoi and Kuroko didn’t wanted trying it because of Momoi fear for them and others like Kise and Kagami asking to go somewhere else.

«  Tatsuya and me are going to try that food truck then ! What are y’all going to do ?

– I will keep go playing that plushie game again with Testu-kun !

–… Me and Kise are going to do something nice.. ? Probably trying that big attraction over there !

– Okay so I guess only people left are Y/n-chan and Aomine ? What are y’all going to do ? It would be better if you two stayed together so we don’t end up having to search up for one person at the end of the day…

– Yeah ! And Dai-chan must watch over her and make peace !

–…..

You silently look at Aomine, letting him decide. 

– We will see walking in the park what we’re going to… It doesn’t concern y’all.

– You say that as if you didn’t came here with us. Would you stop being a problem for everyone Dai-chan ?!

– Calm down Momoi-chan ! Who excepted a nice response from Aomine anyway..? Okay so let’s meet here in an hour.! Is it good for everyone ? »

The group after concertation agrees and separate itself while you stare unamused and angry at your boyfriend. Everyone moved but you and him and you didn’t find it funny.

« Is Mister Pain in the Ass ready to go try some food with me or has others plans ? And if you can’t tell I’m clearly upset with you !

– Woah… (Y/n) is mad toward me what should I do ? Man I’m in for real problems…

– Why do you have to bring down everyone with your bad energy ?!

– And why the fuck do you always need to feel like testing my limits ?! I told you… I told you to not wear this. Flocks of dude keep staring at you while you innocently jump around ! I knew it !

–…Well I didn’t ask for their attention ?! Are you calling me slut or something ?! »

You look angrily at Aomine as he corner you on that tree behind you and get closer to your face. It was like he was sick or something, sweat covering his forehead and light blush on his cheeks.

– And what if I told you you’re just a little whore ? What are you going to do ? You keep acting as if you were above me in any way but you’re just a stupid brat… getting cocky in front of people because I let you throw one or two punchlines… know your place, only thing you say when I fuck you is mercy ! »

And as those words get out of his mouth you understand the situation and get bright red. You get flustered because you realized that you got your boyfriend horny all along, since you get down upstairs precisely and the thought of him feeling crazy by seeing you walking around like this made your panty wet. Which also made you reconsider things about yourself.

«  Whaat–

– Alright, I can’t bare with you playing the idiot with me anymore. You’re going to make something out useful of this mouth or everyone going to see I’m hard and I’ve already embarrassed myself enough today !

– Wait ! »

Aomine grip your wrist and drag you in the green space cloturing the amusement park wich was a semblance of forest but still secluded and far from people. Each steps in the middle of the trees making you embarrassed even more…. You know what does he want, what does he need but doing something so dirty here ? It’s not like a stupid kiss or something… it’s a lot more perverted and sinful.

Once Aomine think he found an appropriate space he stops and turn toward you, leaning down so he can kiss you and wipe out your current confused expression for an even more confused one. His tongue passionately playing with yours as he get his big hands walking on your shirt.

«  I can’t do that Daiki… Not here please, I am so sorry I didn’t know about what you felt… I am going to do everything you want once we get home.

– If so sorry then why not here ? I can’t wait this long ! And don’t be a coward there is no one who’s going to come here ! We’re awaited in an hour so don’t waste our precious time… and look at you getting wet when I talk to you dirty. You likes guys who are mean to you don’t you ? Stop fooling around…»

Aomine caress your inner tight, making you whine in his mouth as he’s shutting you up with kisses. Slowly getting up to your so sensible cunt, how pretty, how beautiful you were when silenced.

«  Wait– I can… I can…

– Get to the point, finish this sentence or I will ignore it !

– Can we not have sex here if… if I suck your dick..? Please ! And I still would let you touch me at home… it’s just so embarrassing here ! »

You look at Aomine in the eyes but don’t read anything on his face making you wonder if you were damned to being wrecked in a so open place. You slowly grasp his cock so compressed and tight in his pant and get down its level. And as you see Aomine let you be, not saying anything, you shyly get the monster out by downlifting his boxers.

Letting it resting on your face in a moment of hesitation but it was so heavy you lifted it up with your right hand and started wrapping your toungue around it engulfing it in your mouth. ´ Oh nasty, oh naughty but seeing Aomine calming down made it easier for you even if you find his facial expression quite intimidating but that as well you didn’t commented on because you found yourself pleasured sucking him off.

You paid attention to lick every surface of this long and so big dick, being very devoted in your mission even if you would choke on it from time to time because Aomine would go deeper in your mouth by pushing your head forward as he pull your hair without warnings. Your saliva covering the wet cock again and again for minutes you thought were quite long but Aomine still haven’t come and you found yourself flustered when Aomine decide to pull himself out suddenly while you were teary sucking his balls.

«  Show me your chest.»

Knowing the animal, you don’t make yourself awaited and raise your shirt up, the mouth closeted as you try to not humiliate yourself by showing the interior of it, your saliva stained with the substance that formed on his tip wich was certainly pre-cum. But little did you know there was some of it still running on the corner of your lips. As you don’t have time to noticing it as Aomine position his dick between your boobs and move up and down on it. His dick being so long it reach your cheeks while doing that from time to time. Because you didn’t removed completely your tight shirt, it got down in the way and has been stained by the substance surrounding Aomine cock making you looking more absurd and really embarrassed. But you wish he left things at that when Aomine after so long time ended up releasing on your top. His hot and warm semence covering your chest and face… He wipes out the leftover sticking to his member on your face like some dirty clothing but you don’t say anything as your job end here.

Or you thought.

«  Now stand up. »

You stand up wondering why he’s bothering asking you that when you were about to it just to see your shirt tired up apart along with your bra shocking but also panicking you. But no words leave you mouth as Aomine fingers pinch your tits and that he now position his dick near your entrance, just below it, sticking himself to you with his still hard cock.

It was like your panty disappeared in a split second as he rub himself against you.

«  You accepted to let me be if I would su– If i did what I did to you Daiki ! What are you doing ?

– I dont remember ever agreeing to that… It’s not my fault if you can’t help but open your mouth for my cock like a slut. If you would now open your legs for me… »

You try to keep it low as Aomine use his hand for your clitoris and left nipple but you’re pretty sure you’re panting and loudly on top of that because of how mean Aomine is with you. Teasing you with the tip by faking getting in but always turning around your pussy. But then he lifted your miniskirt completely and got into you slowly as it would always be hard for you to adapt his size. And after that ? You can’t tell what’s going on but you breathe like crazy bouncing on that cock and pressed against a tree. It feel so good being wrecked without mercy, punished by Daiki. His hands slapping your buttcheeks while his dick was throbbing into your womanhood faster and deeper making your eyes roll back. All of his back and forth getting more intense by the time.

«  So tight..! » He says but keep going.

The sounds of your skin making so impure sounds turning you on more but you want to beg in protest like the brat you are. Internally praying for him to not stop. But you couldn’t argue anyway because of this awful moans you can’t control getting out of your mouth when Aomine rolling his hips feel so good.

«  Are you calling for a public ? And you’re the one getting upset when I call you a whore… You only shut that mouth when there is a dick in it, uh ? When you choke on it ? Dirty girl… »

And now you’re upset by his dirty talk arousing you, making your whimper louder. Fuck. You feel release close, at least your walls narrowing around him would make him shut up for a moment you thought but Aomine thrust in just more aggressively that you believe you will fall from him pounding so hard in no time but it’s nothing of that as you feel your tights shaking ready to give in instead but Aomine didn’t want it that way and you didn’t wanted it that way no more as well as you spot something in the distance.

Was it Kise and his girlfriend walking…? You start getting anxious as you know that if you made too much noise they would notice you but if you had been able to see them in that posture you fear that even aside from the loud noises they would spot you.

Is it the public Aomine was talking about ?

«  Not yet..! »

He wanted to make you suffer much more, wanted to see you beg and excuse yourself. He wanted you to roll down on your knee again and ask for his forgiveness while you suck him off again like earlier. You looked so cute doing this and you look as cute now scared that Kise and his girl would see you. Unfortunately for you, he really wanted to show them you were his.

«  Say it. Say that you’re a whiny bitch. 

– Ah ?! Please Daiki…

– Y/N ! »

You needed to make it as fast as possible.

« I am… a whiny bitch ! You manage to droll from your mouth.

– A very naughty bitch. Add that.

– And a very… very nau– aah! »

And you couldn’t hold it, coming on his dick so hard, screaming louder than you thought and… « the public » looked in your direction but you didn’t saw it. Eyes closed while you came on Aomine dick that he pulled out to came on your ass. His translucid and warm substance now sticking to your skin.

«  So useless. Not even capable to say things right. »

And you couldn’t help but give him the angry look as he said that, defying him to add something else but as he clean his dick on your skirt all the while looking right into your eyes, reality call you out as you know he’s completely able to go for a second round. You get up and search immediately for your panty on the floor just to see your boyfriend playing with it, making it hang out on his cock for you to take there.

«  You’re an asshole, Daiki. The biggest I’v ever seen ! 

– Are you upset because seeing my dick make you want to kiss it again ? »

And you see red, snatching your panty away without a second glance.

«  By the way… I told you our time was precious, if you didn’t acted so mannered Kise would’nt have caught us in the act…. It was like they were looking for us. »

But as you were putting it right back in place, hearing Aomine say that freeze you on the spot and you realize in the embarrassing situation you get yourself in or that Aomine dragged you in. Just because he was a pouty baby !

«  Oh my… »

You’re muffling your mouth desperately as you try to smack your head against a tree, knowing you would never be able to go back with everyone learning about this… and you didn’t had a presentable top anymore if not mentioning the dirty skirt to even lie your way out.

You snatch away Aomine jacket, putting it on you as you try to make something out of the tissue of your top to make it natural but it doesn’t work so you just cover everything up with the jacket while Aomine can’t stop himself but laugh. You give him a slap in the crotch while getting yourself going toward the meeting point ready to say hi everyone and goodbye right away, leaving Aomine behind but you remember you got here thanks to Kise’s car and you feel like the world is against you.

«  FUUUUUUCK.

– That’s what we did one minute ago. »

And you decide to hide behind Aomine as he get himself to head up as well meeting the others.

«  Do you have no shame ?! How are you okay that we have been caught doing it ? 

– Like I said it was the public you were searching for right ? So why are you scared for ? 

– You don’t care about it, don’t you ?»

And you sigh, exasperated as the forest come to an end that not that far from the rendezvous point you find yourself greeted by your worried friends, or at least most of them…. Kise and his lover whispering in each other’s ears, slightly blushing as they keep conversing and looking at Aomine and you. It seems like they got out of the embarrassed and surprised phase as they looked like having the fun of their life laughing at both of y’all, playful expression on their face. You know they were in to slide a dirty joke once in the car or analyzing your sex life from this sneak a peek they had.

But you wish it was only that as Midorima look at you and Aomine like demons.

«  Why do both of you smell like sex ?! »

And it was the end of you when you hear everyone gasp and hold their breath.

[bellafragolina]

(Chatting) the whole boss thing with the “please, darling” is giving me submas vibes tbh

I definitely see Emmet going “What? No “please, darling?” but in a super teasing way while you splutter and wish to be anywhere but there

Sorry if I overstepped my boundaries on this, I’m sure this is a situation that shouldn’t be teased about

Nah you’re good!! It’s funny and I don’t mind being teased lolol lord knows I’m never gonna about to hear the end of it at work lmao

It’s a good prompt for the twins tho! Because you know Ingo wouldn’t bat an eye at being called “darling” by you. He’d just bashfully tell you he’s trying to print the documents, and he only grows more embarrassed at your bashful explanation that you were talking to the printer

And of course he complains to Emmet about it, thinking he’s made a fool of himself (while you’re worrying over the same just vice versa)

Emmet hears this tho and finds it to be prime teasing material. He pouts at you and asks why he isn’t called darling, just to watch you blush and bluster. And he doesn’t let you escape until you call him darling too. But don’t worry, dear reader, Ingo is materializing behind Emmet to smack him upside the head

~Renee

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The Way You Comfort Me // Peter Parker🕷

Peter Parker x female reader

Description: Recently your best friends have grown apart from you and you have been really upset over the situation. Lucky for you Peter is there to comfort you.

Warnings: it’s a little sad in the beginning but the ending is overly fluffy and handsomely cute! Not even slightly proofread lolol 

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“Hey! How come you look all down in the dumps today?” Peter breaks you from your thoughts as his hand waves in front of your face. You snap your eyes in his direction and you knew you could see the way he was concerned for you. You also knew he could see the way your eyes glossed over with tears.

“It’s not really important. We should get back to studying.” You reply quickly and avert your eyes back to the book on the table. You absentmindedly tapped the pen in your hand against the notebook you were using to take notes.

“No. It’s important to me. I don’t like to see you upset like this.” Peter reaches his hand out to gently stop the tapping of your pen. When you look up into his eyes they were soft and gentle. Just like everything about him. He was the purest soul to you and you got lucky he stumbled across your path. Even luckier he became your best friend and lover.

You and Peter were friends before. In high school you two were study partners a lot. You two really worked well together. One night you and Ned barged into his room on a rant about an assignment and you saw him in his Spider-Man suit. It was completely an accident and ever since then you knew about his secret. And ever since that day you have kept that special secret. You earned his trust very fast. Which led you to a relationship you never saw come but every day you are thankful for.

“Rachel and Addy didn’t invite me to go with them on the annual beach trip. They haven’t invited me to anything in the last couple of months. I think our friendship is ancient history.” You explain to him with a frown very evident on your face.

Rachel and Addy have been your best friends since middle school. You’ve known Addy since kindergarten even. You went through many stages of life with those girls and it was something that a lot of friendships went through. You grow up, you meet new people, you simply fade away. In your mind though, you thought it wouldn’t happen with those two. You cared for them dearly and that friendship. After several attempts of asking to hang out with them and they both decline every time you gave up.

At first you just let it go and thought it would fizzle out. You’d be back to normal within the next week. A week turned into a month. You were so busy with school that it never hit you until here recently. You were making your last stitch effort. Once you realized they were going on the beach trip without you, that’s how you knew it was over.

Peter looks at you sadly. “I know how much they mean to you. Maybe this was a sign and you never know. You all could pick right back up like nothing ever happened.” He tries to help with the situation.

“I don’t know Pete. I think we may be growing apart.” The words get choked up in your throat. It was hard to think and now even harder to say out loud.

He frowns at your response. “I think we’ve had enough studying for today. Let’s go back to my place and cuddle.” His hand lands on your thigh under the table in a comforting way. You look up into his eyes slowly nodding in agreement.

“I don’t want to worry May though.” You say.

He shakes his head. “Not to worry. Her and Happy are on an overnight trip. It will be just us.”

You lightly scoff. “Happy and May are getting closer.”

“Yeah! Yeah! Don’t remind me!” Peter shuts his eyes shaking his head in denial. “I don’t like to think about it.”

You two pack up your things and walk out of the university library holding hands. As you walked through campus you tried not to think about the issue playing repeat in your head. Every time you thought about losing your best friends you felt that ache in your heart. Losing friends is hard and it’s a different kind of loss you are never prepared for.

“The leaves are starting to change. It’s so pretty.” You say and your eyes wonder around the trees on campus. You wanted to think about other things.

“Pretty like you.” Peter cheekily replies. You instantly blush and playfully roll your eyes.

“Thank you.” You reply. Peter was smirking at you from your reaction. He loved seeing you blush from something he does or says to you. Just let’s him know he has that affect on you.

The walk to the subway was mostly just you two talking about anything but your situation. He knew that you would fully talk about it when you were ready. The rest of the way to his apartment Peter done his best to cheer you up. He would tell you corny jokes or do playful little things to keep a smile on your face. He was simply your person. Only he knew how to make you feel better in times like this.

Shortly after arriving to his place you got into his clothes. A pair of his sweats and his hoodie. Immediately you were feeling more comforted being wrapped up in his scent. He saw the way your expressions become more calm. His heart swelled seeing how much peace it brought you. He was your safe haven as you were his.

He picks you up and places you in his lap so he can cuddle you. You had the hood up over your head and he lets you nuzzle your head between his neck. He was extra warm from those added super powers running through his bloodstream. It truly came in handy on days like these. When you contently sigh into his neck it felt like his heart was smiling.

“As much as this sucks. I’m glad I have you.” You mumble in a soft tone.

“You always have me.” He whispers back. His hand that was wrapped around your back softly rubbed your worries away. You place a delicate kiss on his neck and he simply thought he was going to melt. He hated you being sad but boy was he grateful he got to be the one to comfort you, to hold you.

The rest of the night was spent with you in his arms. He would switch with rubbing your back to playing with your hair and even little kisses all over your face. Anything he could do to make you feel better, he did it. Eventually you talked through it with a little advice from him. It was hard coming to the realization of what was happening. He knew how strong you were and that you would get through this little milestone with ease.

You fell asleep with your head resting on his chest so you could hear his heartbeat. One of the many things you like to do when you’re with him. Peter had an idea to make you feel even better in the morning. He hoped it would help you start your day with a smile. When the weather was changing and the mornings were colder there was something about the sunrises. They were different. There was always brighter pinks and oranges on display. Peter remembers how you love to watch them.

He woke up right on time to carry you out on his fire escape. You were really tired from the crying and overall stress the situation caused. Him moving around didn’t really phase you until you felt the cold morning air hit your face.

“Mmm Peter what are you doing?” You faintly mumble and there was sleep evident in the sound of your voice.

“I want to show you something. Just keep your eyes closed for me.” He requests and you do as told. He places your arms around his neck and your feet around his waist. Your head nestles its way in the crook of his neck and you start to fall back to sleep. There was a gush of wind on your back in a split second. You knew he was swinging on his webs high in the sky. It was better you didn’t open your eyes for sure now.

You tighten your grip around his neck from the feeling of flying freely through the city. Most of the time you got sick from him swinging you with him on special dates on skyscrapers. Some times were better than others and you were trying to get comfortable with it.

Once the breeze stopped you knew he had landed. Still half asleep you just cuddle more in to him. He sits down with you in his lap again. Your one leg comes around from his waist so you can sit sideways. He was basically cradling you now and you could not complain.

“Open your eyes.” He whispers. You do as told and you have to blink a couple times to adjust. When you looked out into the skyline your breath was stolen away. There was so many vibrant pinks and oranges casting off the clouds. The sun was almost this red and dark orangish tint.

Peter didn’t look away from you. He wanted to see your reaction of the display in front of you two. His eyes glistened from the way you lit up. He watched your eyes sparkle at the view and he swore he has never seen anything as beautiful as you. As cheesy as it was, you were his sunrise in this moment. He gently kisses your cheek and adjusts your body so you could get closer to him.

“It’s beautiful Pete. Thank you for bringing me to see it.” You look away from the skyline and he was already looking at you. Your cheeks were red from both the morning air and from where he just kissed you.

“I just wanted you to feel better and start your day with this in mind.” He gestures to the sunrise and you didn’t care about that anymore. You were too in love with this boy to even think straight. He does everything in his power to make sure you are happy and safe and most of all, loved.

“I don’t need sunsets or sunrises when I have you. You are the sweetest person I know Peter Parker. Thank you for all you do for me. I hope one day I can return the favor.” You gently cup his face with your hands to fully look him in the eyes. He had the softest look on his face.

“You return the favor everyday by being with me and loving me. That’s all I can ever ask for. And baby your love is like a drug.” His soft expression turns into a little grin. He knew the comment was cheesy but you of course admired it.

A light giggle leaves your mouth and a wide smile spreads from ear to ear practically. For a moment you look into his eyes and see that special little tint in his brown shade. With the sunrise casting a little light it made a golden ring around his iris pop. You watch him avert his eyes down to your lips giving you the hint. Both of you lean closer together until your lips clash together in a soft kiss. Your hands go around to the nape of his neck where his little baby hairs were. In an effort to deepen the kiss you comb your fingers up through his full hair. You slightly tug at the base and he inhaled deeply making the kiss harder. His hands wrap around to your back and he pushes you against his chest. The action makes your lips slightly part and give him the access he wanted to slide his tongue inside your mouth. You both start to see stars from such a passionate kiss. Every time it would feel like this to the both of you. But each time it got better it seemed.

That’s how you knew he was your person until the end of time. In every timeline you would choose him. Over and over again. Your souls were intertwined and would always find a way back to each other.

[uwurakax]

i wanna make her mine ♡

pairing: iwaizumi x f!reader (oikawa x f!reader) ♡

genre: angst // unrequited love // iwa’s in love with his best friends girl yay // love triangle(ish?) ♡

summary: he knew it was wrong, but iwaizumi hajime couldn’t help the fact that he was in love with his best friends girl ♡

word count: 1.9k ♡

author’s note: it’s not super angst, just a little bit (i wasn’t in the angst feels but i like it - a little lolol oops). someone needs to take youtube away from me from listening to these songs ✌️😭 as always its not proofread, so any mistakes yIKES ty for coming (also crappy writing due to writing this at 5am no sleep as always) 🌚 ♡

♡ (inspired by jessie’s girl by rick springfield) ♡

Iwaizumi Hajime is a good friend. Despite his intimidating stature and the frown lines that decorate his brow, he really was a kind and considerate guy; in his own way of course. Did he yell and raise his voice? Did he get violent with a certain pretty best friend of his? Of course, it’s just how Iwaizumi was. However ask his teammates and fellow peers and they’d tell you how loyal he is, how he always looked out for his friends. How he always put them first.

No one believed this more than said pretty boy best friend, Oikawa Tōru. Although the setter, and captain of their volleyball team, always complained about his ‘brutish friend’, he couldn’t deny that he did appreciate his childhood friends support and constant worry. As mean and as violent as Iwaizumi could get with him, Oikawa knew that deep down he was caring and looking out for him in his own manner.

“Hey, make sure you don’t stay up all night”

“If you catch a cold, I’m going to punch you”

Yes, those around him would say that Iwaizumi Hajime is a great guy and a good best friend, even if he was a ‘bit of a brute’. Though if you were to ask Iwaizumi himself, he’d wholeheartedly disagree with you. Why would he? Well, the answer is very simple.

Iwaizumi Hajime is in love with his best friends girlfriend.

It went against every moral compass implemented by humans. Against every bro-code created by men decades before him. He knew it was wrong, completely and utterly wrong. He knew he’d never do that to you, and he’d most definitely never do that to Oikawa; but Iwaizumi couldn’t help how he felt in the slightest. If he could, he’d tear up every emotion of affection he had towards you.

But unfortunately for Iwaizumi, he couldn’t.

This wasn’t some vampire TV show. He couldn’t turn off his emotions or humanity, no matter how much he wanted to; and by God did Iwaizumi want to. So badly. It was sick and twisted, the feelings he had for you.

L/N, Y/N. A fellow third year student at Aoba Johsai High School, Class 5. It was like fate had it out for him. He had the unfortunate pleasure of not just being in the same class as you, but seated in the desk right next to yours as well.

Life truly was cruel.

In this entire school, in the entire prefecture, the entirety of Japan, hell even of all freaking Earth, it just had to be you. Why, oh why did it have to be you?

Why did you have to fall in love with his best friend? And why did he have to fall in love with you?

It wasn’t like Iwaizumi didn’t want Oikawa to be happy. On the contrary, Iwaizumi never wanted Oikawa to be upset. He rarely saw the pretty setter truly smile, always opting to charm his way with a toothy grin, no matter who was on the receiving end. Iwaizumi knew, and could easily see through his deceptive smirk. He noticed, however, that he never used that smile around you.

Iwaizumi only ever saw Oikawa’s real smile around you. He could see that his best friend never needed to fake anything around you. Everything about you just radiated goodness, honestly and truth. It was probably why Oikawa never wanted to pretend with you.

And it only ever made it harder for Iwaizumi to hide his feelings from you.

He’d watch the way you’d come into practice, immediately greeting everyone, and then eagerly run towards your boyfriend.

“Tōru, have you been over exerting yourself again?”

It wasn’t anything new, especially not to Iwaizumi. Oikawa always had a tendency to push his body over its limits. It was why the ace usually got violent with the setter; he’d never listen otherwise. He knew the drill, it was like clockwork. Oikawa would swear up and down that he didn’t, despite the grimace he tried to hide. He was such a natural actor, anybody else would be fooled by his performance. Not you though, he could never fool you, and Oikawa could never fool Iwaizumi. You both saw through him easily, but you knew how he’d be, and there was only one way to get him to listen.

“Iwa-chan!”

Iwaizumi wasn’t particularly fond of the nickname Oikawa had given him when they were children. He daresay he didn’t really care for it at all, Oikawa seemed a bit too old to still be using such a cute and childish nickname. Oikawa was stubborn though, and through the years, he just got used to it. No, Iwaizumi wasn’t keen on the nickname, but when it fell from your lips he suddenly didn’t mind it at all.

He’d look over at you and see you pout, almost demanding to know if Oikawa was overdoing it. Iwaizumi had gotten so used to it, your words barely registered anymore. It was one of the off chances where you looked at Iwaizumi and he could look at you, and not feel guilty about it. As much as he hated the damage Oikawa would do to his own body, he couldn’t help but think it was a small blessing in disguise from the universe. For Iwaizumi didn’t need to listen to you so intently like he did the first few times. Nowadays, he could just enjoy just looking at you without it being ‘weird’ or ‘creepy’.

The way you pouted, crossed your arms, scrunched up your face and spilled words of concern over his best friend, your boyfriend. You were so cute, so beautiful. He couldn’t help but wish that he was the one you’d worry over instead.

These little interactions, however brief, were enough for Iwaizumi. He knew they wouldn’t last forever, knew you were only here while you guys were still in high school. Knew that once you all graduated, he’d never see you daily. Iwaizumi couldn’t decide on whether that was a good or bad thing, but while you both had these exchanges, he’d savour every moment.

And so Iwaizumi would say what he always did. Complain back that ‘Shittykawa’ wouldn’t listen to him, that he was so stubborn, that you’d need to talk sense into him, because he’d never listen to anyone else like he did you. Honestly who could blame Oikawa? Iwaizumi is sure that if you asked him to travel to the ends of the earth, he would do it in a heartbeat.

After practice is over, Iwaizumi grabs his water bottle, quickly chugging down the much needed liquid. He was so caught up in his thoughts, he didn’t notice you make your way towards him. Not until you’re right in front of him. Your presence startles him, and you’re just so close. His hands start to sweat, heart accelerating and he can feel the blood rush quickly to his face. His heartbeat rings loudly in his ears, and he’s surprised he can even hear you over the deafening drumming.

“Hey Iwa, are you alright? Your face is all red”

Iwaizumi curses mentally to himself when he feels the back of your hand press to his forehead. Your skin felt so smooth and cool against his. He knows he’ll never be able to feel it again, and his heart sinks at the thought. You’ll never know it, and he’ll never tell, but Iwaizumi makes a mental note of this moment, wanting to ingrain it in his body and soul forever.

This will be one of Iwaizumi Hajime’s most cherished memories.

Iwaizumi gently takes your wrist and reluctantly pushes it away from his face. He inhales deeply, his body already missing your comforting touch.

“You feel hot, could be a fever?”

He lightly chuckles, trying to release the tension pent up in his body.

“No, it’s obviously just from practice. Of course I’m all hot and red, that’s what exercise does to you, dumbass”

With surprising softness, he flicks your forehead. It’s not enough to hurt, not in the slightest; but it’s enough to have you embarrassed.

“Y-yeah yeah, whatever. Iwa-chan”

Iwaizumi notices your nervousness and he swears to himself. It was disgusting, you’re his best friends girlfriend; but he just can’t help the thoughts of wishing he was the one that got to see that face more often.

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yeah I’m fine. I gotta go help clean up, so I’ll see you later”

Oikawa was good at playing pretend, he had years of practice. No one knew that his best friend was a great pretender too.

It finally reaches the time where Iwaizumi can go home, and of course to his luck, he had to walk with Oikawa and you. You know how awkward it is to be the third wheel, and Iwaizumi is thankful of how considerate you are. It’s too bad his best friend wasn’t the same way.

He’ll watch you and Oikawa hold hands, smile and steal occasional quick pecks while you think he isn’t looking. Of course he see’s it though, he can’t help but look at you. At one point during your nightly stroll, you’ll shiver from the cold, and Iwaizumi so desperately wishes he could hold you, wrap his arms around you for warmth, but he knows he can’t.

So he just watches as Oikawa takes out his volleyball jacket and drapes it over you. You look good in white and teal, Iwaizumi thinks to himself. He hates how cute you look in it, and he feels his heart crack a little when you snuggle into it, sniffing the collar and inhaling Oikawa’s scent.

He tunes out the conversations you two are having, silently praying that you three can part ways at the next street. The sweet love confessions pouring out of both you and Oikawa taking a toll on Iwaizumi’s fragile heart.

You all finally make it to the crossroads where you part, the trio now to soon be a duo and a solo. Two’s company and three’s a crowd. It had never felt more truer than when he was with the two of you.

He’ll smile, make a joke about how he finally gets to go, being free of the nauseating presence of two lovers. You’ll roll your eyes and Oikawa will just refute with ‘Iwa-chan, you’re just jealous’. Oikawa has no idea how right he is.

So he goes, leaving behind the two of you at the corner. Iwaizumi takes a few steps and looks back, thinking he’d see your retreating form, but he doesn’t. He see’s you and Oikawa, still rooted in the corner, looking at each other with such love and admiration. Oikawa then leans down and kisses you deeply. You throw your arms around his neck, deepening it even further. Iwaizumi is no longer there, there’s no more prying eyes. The two of you didn’t need to pretend. You could freely express your love, no longer having to steal chaste kisses so your friend wouldn’t feel out of place.

Iwaizumi looks on and smiles sadly, before turning back around and making his way home. Oikawa Tōru was a natural actor, but so was Iwaizumi Hajime. Iwaizumi could fool everyone into thinking he was a good friend. No one would ever know he was secretly in love with his best friends girlfriend.

And no one would know how absolutely shattered his heart was every time he’d see the both of you together.

[jjuzoir]

Random Kageyama Tobio HCS

Word Count: 1851

Warnings: just... me being in love with a m*n other than masumi 😔 also! these are my headcanons as in,,, what i personally i think he’d be like ‼️ also me projecting my ideal man into him (as if he wasn’t it already 😋)

A/N: i... i love tobio so much it’s literally unreal... i couldn’t wait for a request (i’m still working on the remaining 4 too lolol) so take me projecting my love for tobio >:(

— Kageyama normally wears loose fitting clothes or athletic-style clothing. His favorite go to outfits tends to be a loose tee, some loose pants with an obnoxious Nike logo he swears are super cool but look like two garbage bags sewed together, and running shoes. Throw a hoodie in there for colder weather, even then he still manages to look good.

— He takes very good care of his hair, like freaky good care, because of Miwa. Once she enrolled in cosmetology school and she saw Kageyama use the same baby shampoo from when they were kids she freaked out (if she’d been any later he’d start using 3-in-1) and chewed his ear off about hair care. His hair is super shiny and there’s literally no freeze, he uses nice smelling shampoo and conditioner too. Ugh, I love him.

— He has a very sensitive nose but it gets clogged easily so he doesn’t notice much unless it miraculously unclogs itself and he’s complaining about everything.

— “Eh! Hinata, why’d you smell like a fucking axe bottle?!” “Why does no one say anything about Tsukishima smelling like strawberries?” “Yamaguchi smells like... milk.” “Hah?! Sugawara smells bad-?!”

— He says he’s a picky eater to appear cool but as long as you don’t say what’s in the food he’ll down it. He’ll say he doesn’t like carrots but if you give him a salad with carrots he might even say “it’s the best salad he’s ever had”.

— He’s a hot sleeper, and not in the “oh he’s sexy” type of way. I’m talking, he’ll sweat buckets if he sleeps with anything other than a flimsy white t-shirt and his underwear.

— Might be me projecting my love for bunny teeth but he has bunny teeth, his front teeth are a bit bigger than average (not to the point it’s super noticeable but it’s still something Miwa teased him about), his aunties probably squeezed his cheeks and called him “baby bunny” when he was younger.

— He doesn’t go to sleep later than 9PM, he thinks if he does it’ll ruin his schedule (which it will) and fuck up his body - he’s seen Miwa screw up hers after she pulled a bunch of all nighters in her third year in high school and has been afraid since.

— The type to forget people were coming over and come out of his room shirtless asking for his clean underwear.

— His sister forced him to let her cut and style his hair which led to many questionable hairstyles. Tsukishima is genuinely so grateful to Miwa, especially when she was first starting - he’s got some pictures of Tobio with the shortest most embarrassing bangs ever saved in his phone in a file for blackmail if the need for it ever presented itself.

— Likes pissing people off on purpose sometimes, during one of the training camps he probably walked into the bath with socks on and was made fun of but out of spite he just… never took them off. Said he’d done it on purpose and all too. Tanaka cried out of fear for like a hot minute when he saw him standing under the shower with Iron Man socks on.

— He’s so petty too, if you make fun of him for messing up he’ll remember until you embarrass yourself to make fun of you. And when I say he remembers, I mean it - he can’t for his life remember when to use make and do in english but he remembers when Hinata made fun of him for wearing different socks back on their first year and yes he will bring it up on their second year when he did the same thing what are you going to do about it?

— Probably got scouted for a modeling agency once and began running away because he thought they were trying to kidnap him.

— If he had Tiktok… he would’ve gone viral after posting a video of him practicing, he posted for a while for fun and to flex on people that he was hot but then he saw a comment saying they wanted to drink his milk under a video of him drinking milk and he deleted his account, he can’t buy from that brand for a while.

— He’s got a video of a gorilla walking in two legs saved on his phone for when he’s feeling down and watches it whenever he’s not going well. People think he’s texting his S/O but no, he’s just watching a gorilla walk like minecraft Steve.

— He can’t pose for pictures to save his life, his default pose is an NPC stance with his arms stiffly hanging down and his eyes wide in surprise, don’t ask him to smile or else he will look like a serial killer.

— He’s got a bit of baby fat on his cheeks that won’t disappear no matter what. It’s become a pre-game ritual to pinch his cheeks. He’s also got dimples you can really only see when he smiles naturally but he doesn’t know and he’d get shy if he knew and try covering his face so don’t tell him, that’s a fact he told me so himself.

— Cannot dance to save his life. He’s so long (?) his limb control is non-existent, it appears in game and vanishes when he steps out of the court. He really just bounces on his heels and moves his arms like a t-rex, don’t ask more of him.

— Buys his clothes one size bigger just in case and Miwa teases him saying he’ll need them when he gets old and fat.

— Gets asked out often but always rejects, then has the audacity to complain he’s never dated anyone like he hasn’t turned down half of the school's population.

— Can’t sing. He’s got a nice speaking voice but ask him to sing and he’s out of tone, out of sync, out of breath, and out of the room in 5 seconds.

— Sugawara joked about having him singing as his alarm clock and Kageyama actually believed him, probably sent him a new recording as a gift after he annoyed him during practice.

— Surprisingly funny when he wants to but most jokes fly over people’s heads since he seems so serious most of the time, it annoys him to no end. Yachi still struggles differentiating when he is and isn’t joking because his tone literally doesn’t change at all and she doesn’t want to offend him.

— When he was younger he liked to collect rocks, not even the pretty ones he’d pick the most average, raggedy rocks off the ground and clean them up and tuck them to bed because he saw Miwa play with her barbies like that. Still owns his first rock, he named it “Johnson” after Dwayne Johnson, aka the rock (he’s had to explain it so many times he’s exhausted).

— Accidentally drank expired milk once and didn’t notice until his stomach began hurting and he thought he became lactose intolerant and he was inconsolable for days until he realized it had expired like a month ago - he went on a milk shopping spree and the milk sales that week saw a 20% rise from the last few months.

— Tobio had bad handwriting until he was in Junior High because his teachers couldn’t understand him and had him practice calligraphy, his handwriting is now one of the prettiest ones in the team and he’s the official inker of the VBC posters (as designated by Goddess Yachi Hitoka herself).

— His biggest fear for a long time was getting eaten by piranhas because he saw it happen so often in cartoon shows he genuinely thought it was going to be a bigger deal than it turned out to be but for like a solid 6 years of his life he avoided suspicions puddles just in case.

— Kageyama has a habit of rolling and unrolling his sleeves when he’s deep in thought, it soon made way to a habit of checking his wrist watch (he absolutely has a wrist watch, you cannot change my mind on that) but not actually reading it.

— His nails are very pretty, like most setters, he takes very good care of them. They’re filed down to a perfect length and he puts oils and creams, his hands in general are so nice. He takes a lot of pride in them, you know his cuticles are pushed back and trimmed and he could absolutely be a hand model. Kags’ hands are calloused, he’s a volleyball player of course they are, but it’s not to the extent of Ushijima or Daichi’s hands.

— Talking about hands, it’s probably one of his favorite features on people. He loves holding hands with his S/O and tracing the wrinkles in their palm, being able to interlock fingers with them and feel the bumps in them.

— Mumbles to himself when in thought too! Very nonsensical if you’re not informed on what he’s thinking about, if he’s thinking about you he’ll mumble your name or something like “pretty eyes”.

— Has a very healthy diet, like extremely healthy and thought out. He won’t eat anything too sugary or that could throw off his body, but he does have cheat days (which are rare but exist). He also doesn’t drink much soda or alcohol (once he’s of age).

— Things like smoking are a big no, he takes so much care of his body he wouldn’t even touch a cigarette or be near a smoking area, lowkey paranoid of ingesting the smoke too.

— When he’s older I can see him having a dog and a cat, the dog would be a big dog; if they stood on two paws it’d be the same height as you, he’d name or something like Tobias and think he was super clever and funny, the cat would probably a small cat he’d name Milk (it probably would be a black cat too but he does not care).

— Probably tried baby formula because he heard it was a substitute for breast milk. No further comments on this.

— I feel like he doesn’t listen to music, but if he had to choose something he’d pick instrumental music - not orchestral music or anything like that - but more of a chill, no deep meaning just guitar and piano track. I could see him listening to Shego Sekito or Joe Hisashi on occasion, he might even listen to some 2000’s pop if he wants something to pump him up during training (he works out to Brittney Spears’ “Womanizer”).

— A cuddle-bug when he’s sleepy, he’ll throw himself across his S/O and not move at all, he just wants to stay there and not move ever again (or at least until he’s not feeling like passing out). He’ll like to wrap himself around them and cuddle their neck, he’ll attach himself to their arm like it’s a lifeline.

— In other words, Kageyama Tobio… b-boyfriend material.

[haleigh-sloth]

Shiggy stans (and some bkg stans) are the only people that like Deku so thank you I keep forgetting sometimes that he very popular character even though I seen a lot of hate like as someone who grew up in a country where drone attack is a weekly event mha was something I grew to enjoy and Deku is flaw and stubborn but I admire someone who will still look out for people even if they didn’t ask or want there help like it just being in someone mind for a few minutes shows hope in humanity

😶

I hope you and your family are doing well and are safe wherever you may be now

And yeah I do love Deku! I have my complaints about his writing but I love him overall. Not everybody can be Shigaraki-levels of writing lolol.

Characters like him don’t always land and it’s hard to make it work, but it can work without being dumb or unrealistic. Especially since right now he’s not tuning into his emotions much and is kind of just in “hero gotta go do” mode. Something people do when they’re stressed—they go into auto pilot. So yeah I like how he’s being handled now more than ever. I think it’ll only get better.

I do complain at times but I do like him. His story makes me happy! I’m glad it does the same for you and other people.