#Thank you again seeing this in my inbox really brightened my day and put a smile on my face everytime I saw it

[salty-stories]

Saltyyyyy, how are you so good at writing? Seriously, your technique is flawless. I’m envious fr

ldkhfslfsdf Thank you so much!!! Seeing this really inflated my ego, but I promise you that my writing is not perfect. I'm learning and growing as I go, and no doubt, a year or even a few months from now, I might look back in horror at my current style of writing. But that's part of the fun of writing and creating, I think.

To answer your question(which might be rhetorical, and also, I'm not an expert on this by any means, but these are some things that have really helped me grow as a writer):

Everyone has that bit of advice about reading in order to be a better writer. It is definitely true. But what's important about reading as a writer is keeping an eye out for nuggets that you like(or even things that upset you/that you hate), a piece of dialogue, a setting description, a name, or a character trait. Write that shit down, or take a screenshot. Put it all in one place and come back to it when you're writing. Use it as a launching pad for your own ideas or to tie together what you already have.

It's okay to make stuff that isn't good(which is subjective because what you think is garbage writing could be someone else's everything). But really, you do not need to write "good" stories. Just write whatever it is you want. The more you write, the more practice you'll get in, and ultimately, the better your writing skills will get.

This is easier said than done, but share your writing with others. It's hard to learn and get better without any input from other people; feedback is your greatest ally. Of course, it's scary to put stuff out there, and not everyone is kind or even helpful with the feedback they give. If putting your work out to the public is a bit much, try passing it to a friend or joining a writing circle(I really recommend this, having a group of friends who also write and share their work with one another is one of the best things about writing for me).

[euphorial-docx]

ok so i have something to say about opev:

it’s okay to be sad that the ending of the first fic wasn’t jegulus endgame. it’s sad, i know— that’s why i tagged it as bittersweet, because there’s a whole lot of bitter that goes with a whole lot of sweet.

but comments like this?

these are just fucking mean.

and yeah i’m posting your comments here. if you can comment this openly in my comments section, then it shouldn’t be a problem to have your words displayed here too.

first of all, this is a call me by your name au. it is going to follow the cmbyn plot structure, and it was explicitly stated in the fic that it would follow that plot structure.

as i said, you can be sad all you want, but you can’t say you were shocked or tricked, when you know the source material i was working with and following pretty closely.

i never tagged opev as a happy ending. i never tagged it as endgame jegulus. i never tagged it as jily because lily isn’t even in the fic at all. but i did specify in the story that james would leave, that regulus had no interest in pursing a relationship with james after that summer, that james and lily were romantically involved at one point and that regulus assumed they would get back together eventually, and i tagged it as bittersweet and assured that there would be a sequel, and further assured multiple times that the sequel would be a happy ending/jegulus endgame.

if you are shocked, you did not read my fic.

forgive me for being defensive, and forgive me for being a little angry, but i’ve gotten one too many comments of that nature. i don’t want to be doing this, believe me.

i love seeing comments, i love interacting with you guys and having really beautiful and heartfelt conversations with you about my writing— it truly brightens my day to see any inbox notifications at all— but when i see comments like this? when the only comment i get for a whole week or month is something like this? it makes me feel like shit, and that’s not what i want fanfic writing to be for me. that’s not the community i want to foster or be involved in or put in months of work for.

because it was months of work for free. months of work for my own enjoyment, and for yours, and to share things that i love with people that love it too— it wasn’t an entire year of my life to have someone leave a rude comment on my fic’s epilogue without even fucking reading it.

and i know i sound so angry right now, but i am. i am angry and i am honestly really sad, because it doesn’t feel good to get those comments and it doesn’t feel good to be typing this all out. i hate being angry. i hate being mean. but i tried to be nice about it, i tried to explain my reasons for my tagging and for my creative decisions, and still this happens.

i just… i really don’t get it. i don’t get why people comment these things. you get nothing out of writing those mean comments, and maybe i’m sensitive, but i just get hurt out of reading those comments.

and again, it’s okay to be sad about the ending. i know i’ve cried over it before myself. but it’s not okay to be angry at me for it, it’s not okay to disrespect me like that. because you’re not just ridiculing some fic, you’re ridiculing the real person who wrote it.

at the end of the day, i love writing fanfiction. i love being here. i don’t want that to get lost in all the other things i’ve said.

i don’t want fanfiction to be about this, okay? so let’s not make it about this.

please and thank you.

[timbit-robin-art]

Sorry to hear that people have been getting demanding in your inbox. It's always really frustrating when people view art as content. Especially when they ignore how much time and effort goes into making art.

I really love seeing your posts when they come up on my dashboard. Your art style is very cute, and it always brightens my day to see it. It's nice to see you draw characters you love, and I think that affection shows through in your art. It feels like you put a lot of care and attention into your drawings.

I hope people start behaving better now that you've addressed it. And I hope you have a good week! Thank you so much for sharing your art with us!

(Ooh, I’m answering asks out of order again, this is very scary for me.)

The consumerism era of art is very interesting. Anytime I talk about this, I feel like Dean from Iron Giant when he’s yelling about his scrap sculptures;

But anyways. Thank you very much for this ask. I have a hard time with words, but I’ll try to articulate myself as best as I can. It’s regulars in my notes like you that brighten my day. I like when I recognize certain users, even if we’ve never said anything to each other before. It gives me a sense of community, like I’ve found my crowd of people I can hang out with on my silly little corner of the internet.

I like answering asks, especially the ones that I can go on tangents with. I know those aren’t the popular asks in terms of notes, but they’re the ones that inspire other asks that I get to go on more tangents with. Like the Tim and Gambit ask; you guys are currently creating a Batman/X-Men universe in my inbox, and I can’t wait until we get to those asks. It’s like we create things as one big community.

So, yeah. I think I just had to put a reminder for people to behave. Many might’ve been young whipper-snappers who still need time to figure out internet etiquette, and that’s okay. We all have to learn somehow, yeah?

I hope you have a good week, too.

[philistiniphagottini]

🥳 huge congratulations on the 700 followers and fans nagi, you deserve it so very much!! reading your content and exploring new media through ur writings has been so fun and fulfilling (ˊᗜˋ*). i’m so glad you’re getting the recognition you deserve and i can’t wait to see you reach 1K followers very soon AHHH (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

i think another domestic bliss event would be super fun with all new prompts and ideas, 😘 do whatever floats your boat – i look forward to seeing what u come up with!!! somehow i’ve gotten back into mystic messenger lately... i don’t know how... but it was like, an instinctual move as soon as i’m given less work hours... 🫡🫡 but hey, now i’m omw to the space station with 707  ˃▿˂ i’m very curious, have you ever had a mystic messenger phase? and if so, did you ever have any favourites? 🙇‍♀️

Thank you so very much for the kind words, your asks never fail to brighten my day 😊 1000 followers? I think I'd probably faint if that were to happen lol. I would love to do another domestic Bliss event because next month is my birthday and having a lot of fluff to write would put me in a better mood. Hopefully, expect something soon~

Oh my God mystic messenger is such a throwback. I remember running it on my potato phone back in the day. Had to stop though because my phone did not like running the game lmao. But I really had a thing for Zen back in the day and I'm so upset that I haven't gotten around to writing him yet. I hope you're having fun with it, I liked 707 as well because he was a bit of a memelord.

Thanks once again for dropping by, you're always welcome to scream at me in my inbox xx

[thefallennightmare]

I just wanted to come on here and thank both you and @thescarlettvvitch IMMENSELY. I struggle and have struggled for what feels like my entire life, with depression, anxiety, and the list goes on and on… But, Just Pretend means so much to me. It has been my saving grace for the last few months. It’s my safe place and the amount of times that I have gone back and reread the entire thing from start to it’s current chapter, or have even gone back just to reread my favorite chapters and favorite bits, is more then all 10 fingers and toes combined lol. Music has always been something that I turned too and would submerge myself in to take me away from it all and block out all the overbearing things surrounding my brain. But lately, Just Pretend is now what I reach for when I need a place to escape to drown out the noise. Although, it’s Angel and Noah’s world, in a sense, I feel like it’s also my world too. It’s my safe place and I know that if things are feeling a little too overwhelming, I can always open the tumblr app and can count on Noah & Angel to clear my head for a bit, or for hours on end. I cannot put into words or express my gratitude enough to either of you to measure up to how much Just Pretend has helped me through these last few weeks. I absolutely meant it when I said that both of you could be writing novels that sell out and are hard to keep stocked on the book shelves every week at all the book stores. The way you both are able to write these stories and fully encapsulate all the emotions and every single character, no matter how big or small their role in the story is, is absolutely astonishing. I just wanted to leave this in your inbox because I know you both have posted about how this week has been a bit rough for the both of you. But just know, that your work has saved people and granted them happiness and a sense of purpose when they needed it the most. I will always be here to continue coming back to read Just Pretend and drown myself out in Mochi, Angel, and fruit basket citrus sock smearing Jesse’s world. Thank you again, sincerely, from the bottom of my heart. I cannot wait to see what you both have come up with for the next two chapters.💗 Also, sorry this was so long!🫣

Oh wow. Wow. Wow. Wow.

Anon you have rendered me and @thescarlettvvitch speechless.

First off, I want to say you’re not alone. I also suffer from anxiety and depression. It’s not easy. Some days(like this past week) are really hard. So to hear that Just Pretend helps you through yours makes me fall to my knees. I’m so so glad our story can be a positive outlook on life when the darkness seems to pull you under.

My work saved people? Our silly little story about Noah Sebastian saved people? I’m just at a loss for words because we NEVER thought it would be like this. In the best way possible. You guys say it all the time that Just Pretend is the best Noah fic on here but I still don’t believe it. We just thought it would be something fun to do together. We never imagined it would turn into something so magical and life saving.

I truly believe this is what Noah meant in the Rock Sound interview. Bad Omens has brought together so many different people with different backgrounds and who are going through their own struggles and find peace in the things Bad Omens created and what others create for/ because of Bad Omens.

With all the negativity Bad Omens is getting right now, I would love to show them this. Tell them that this is what their music is doing to/for their fans and the people that support them through and through.

But then again, I truly hope Noah never finds this story 😂

Again anon, thank you so fucking much from the bottom of our hearts. You guys don’t understand how comments like this brighten our day and make this whole writing thing fucking worth it. We absolutely love you all.

Thanks for being here. And enjoy the rest of this wild fucking ride that is my blog.

[caelum-et-ocean]

This is getting a bit long and emotional so i’m gonna put a cut in case you don’t wanna read all of it

tldr: i’m reflecting on my time on tumblr and thanking some people (DW IM NOT QUITTING, I JUST FEEL LIKE BEING NICE TODAY LOL)

i’ve always felt like i could always just be my true self here on tumblr ngl. like, i could be free to just post about whatever interest i had and then i wouldn’t get insulted or bullied for it 😭

i remember being super scared to even start posting about Yuurivoice in the beginning since i thought i would get teased for liking asmr, but i was pleasantly surprised with how kind and accepting everyone was!!

now that all this time has passed, i would like to say that i am really, really glad that i was able to make so many friends here, and i love how we all made such a great community 🫶🫶

i’m doing some individual shout outs now, i’m sorry if you weren’t included here, these are just the people that really made all the difference in my little tumblr journey

@tqnk and @milosirlgf i think i already said this in jay’s inbox before but no joke, you two were the reason i wanted to make a tumblr account and start posting here LMAO

i think i still remember both of your old urls (i believe they were hhawks and gay-jay?) and i also really enjoyed seeing both of your posts when i first started listening!!

you’re both really funny and amazing to talk to, and i’m glad i got the chance to be able to meet both of you personally!

@p0pp3t and @sweetangle8 I LOVE YOU BOTH SO MUCHHH Una you were also one of my first moots LOL Both of you always make me so happy when I see you <33

And Tallu, you were the entire reason i actually gained the courage to start tuning into calls on Discord + being able to form a closer bond with everyone else, so thank you so much for that! You and Una brighten my day every time I talk to you, and I love all the jokes we end up making, whether it’s about Redacted david specifically or OCs!!

@anunmarkedface You are honestly such an amazing person to talk with, especially about Redacted, OCs, and just general topics! I love how you care about everyone in our group, and how you always know the right thing to say to people when they need it. You are one of the best people I’ve met, and I’m glad to have you as my friend :D

@yourunderratedbix I love hearing your stories and interests on call so much! You’re a really sweet and funny person to talk to, and even if we don’t speak too much personally, it still makes me happy whenever we do have those times! (Btw I also loved seeing your outfit plans for theme parks)

@lunamoff You’re a really cool person to talk to in general! Even though we unfortunately don’t share many interests outside Redacted and Yuurivoice, it’s still interesting to see you talk about other things you like (even if it takes me some time to process it lol)

@sethsbooblicker (nice username) You make my day every time we talk LOL I love your art, and your personally is just as amazing!! You make everyone feel happier whenever you start talking in the GC or in the server and I enjoy reading our chats together

@eulogylullaby Aaaa I love it whenever we talk!! ^^ Whether it’s about Redacted or Limbus, I always end up feeling really happy inside whenever we speak! You’re such a kind person, and I always feel like it’s really easy for me to open up to you and just be myself, even if our interests are completely different

People who I also have a special place in my heart for (but just don’t know how to express my thoughts without repeating too many details from above snelsnwlsnw):

@sunfl0wer-h0ur @bunrubyy @oceanlue @outofthebluemoon @peacefullibrarian @rose-the-witch1 @emmaoftoomanyfandoms @4letteraroace @phantom-face @blissful-clown

thank you again for making all of these memories with me, i love you all so much <33

[icyy-hoon]

Hi lily,hope ur doing good,sending u a letter bcs i feel like it :3

I really enjoy the friendship I've developed with my you Lily. It's been nice to have someone I can regularly chat and connect with, even if it's just through messages online. You has a way of brightening my day - whenever I see ur name pop up on my screen, I can't help but feel a excited. Our conversations always flow so naturally, and I find myself looking forward to sharing thoughts and updates with u. Ur just such an easy person to talk to; ur genuinely interested in what's going on in my life, and I appreciate how u take the time to really listen and respond thoughtfully. Even if it's just a quick exchange about our days, or sending each other funny stuff, interacting with u never fails to put me in a better mooda and put a smile on my face. Our bond, though not in-person, feels comfortable and supportive. I'm grateful to have found someone I click with so well, even if it's just through the Tumblr messages. Lily has become an important part of my daily life, and I'm glad to have u as a source of positivity and connection. I love you

@dollyhoon

VYVY OMG NO DON'T DO THIS TO ME I'M CRYING 😭💗

but anyways, hi too vyvy 💗 so, i was doing okay at first, but seeing you in my inbox boosted my energy drastically and thank you so much for asking. I'm literally crying because I never imagined you'd genuinely love our friendship. I assumed it was just me who enjoyed the friendship i-no we built together vy <3 And it's touching to know that you truly consider me a friend :( But, Ivy, if you say I have a way of brightening your day, and you get happy everytime you see my name flash up on your screen, I do too. But mine is slightly different. You have your own unique way of making me feel special and important, and seeing your name on my screen always brings a smile to my face 😔

And same for me, i also love how our chats feel natural, like we've been friends for a long time. Vyvy, you genuinely makes me feel unique and I appreciate that so much. I'm not sure how to reply to any of this, but I honestly want to become closer to you and understand you like a real bsf. I appreciate your faith in me so much, to hte point that you don't hesitate to share your days with me. Thank you again, and I love you so much for your great trust. <3

Even if it's just a brief talk, you nver fails to make me feel brighter and lighter with each of your wonderful words 💗.

And thank you so much, my vyvy, since I am also grateful to have met and found you here. Thank you for telling me that I am an important part of your life and for all of your kind words. I love you so much, Ivy 💗

I apologize for not responding to this sooner as I needed to gather some nice thoughts and ideas for this haha. 🤗💗 but thank you so much for constantly texting me, even if you're busy. You're always be the person who brightens my day and makes me think that best friends really do exist 💗

i miss you so much my love pls

[ironicorange]

I love you.

I'm not good with my words so I'll make this short.

Whenever I see that you posted, I immediately smile, as your drawings can be so ... Cute, that they genuinely brighten my monotone days up. You are amazing, you are creative, every single little doodle you make sould be put in a museum.

And your.... Friend (?) Gremlins-hotel (or something) is also creative, as fuck. You both act like an 80 year old couple fighting sometimes. Your art is genuinely so full of life, that it's shocking.

And I'm very sure that I'm not the only one who feels like this. The silent readers, The blog stalkers, the hardcore fan, the asker, the comment surfer, the reblog queen, the spam liker, the horny, the irl friend, the criminal, the unhinged one, the silent appreciators, and everyone else, also love your blog to bits. You draw Ivan, so fucking good. The only reason I got into the Hetalia fandom again is so that I can draw handsome Russian men, and you blog is literally everything I strived to be, and more.

I do not care if you don't reply to this, I won't mind if it stays in the ask box. I just want you to atleast read this, just once, to read my silent appreciation for you.

If your account was a flavor, it would be a LGBTini, with vodka, some fine aged wine, and a fruit mix for your fruity ass.

<3

yknow you're right about me keeping this in my inbox but honestly, i want to show everyone how much i love and appreciate you for this.

im glad that my stuff brightens your darkest days and i love how you describe it to me as well.

im really bad at responding but just know that i cherish this everyday and i always come back to it when i feel down and i thank you for that. <3

yes, including the last sentence too

[ihearyou-jikook]

I hear you are getting shitty asks. Let's talk about jikook. We have so many great moments through the years, but I can't help but always think about how a lot of them are cut up by editors. The hickey one, when Jimin is explaining the hickey he caused for the camera and other members. if you pay attention, the footage is cut. there might be anything that was cut out. We do not know how much conversation was cut out, or how much of anything was cut out. So I feel like when it comes to the moments provided by Bighit, a lot of the louder ones, we only see part of the picture, and we can't even tell how big of a part. Sometimes there is no reason to do a jumpcut in the middle of an interesting interaction, yet they do. These moments that are already loud in our eyes, could have happened even more loudly in reality. Is it just me who cannot stop thinking about that?

Anon, thank you for saving me from the trash in my inbox. 

You are special. Don’t forget it. 💜💛

Like you said, let’s talk some Jikook because that’s gonna brighten my day right up! Jikook is just…*love infused sigh*

Okay, let’s get it.

You’re not alone, Anon. I’m right there with you on the cuts. I def think there are some moments that are probably louder than we already think they are if we saw the whole moment unfold. I honestly feel like certain cuts during Jikook interactions are like a whole new method of torture.

Like why are you showing me this juicy jikookery if you’re going to cut the hell out of it?!

But lemme calm down cause you && I both know, we like it either way. 😏

There were 2 more moments that I could think of off the top of my head that had me side-eyeing the BH editors. I'll briefly talk about them. I don't think I'm too good at analysis so bear with me.

Hickey Storytime

Cr. Video Here

The cut happens at 0:04 secs in the clip above.

JM says sorry to JK. Then to me, it looks like as he's pulling down his mask he's turning towards SJ & V to tell the story yet there is a cut. Why? 🤷🏽‍♀️

I'll play devil's advocate and wonder if editors just wanted to cut out a lull in this moment for the sake of time? But then again, IMO, it looks like JM was about to say more.

But also, can we talk about how JK doesn't let SJ touch where the mark is, but JM can? Like JK...um what is this manwha, fanfic thing you got going on here? 🥴

2019 Memories Rehearsal

Cr. Video Here

There are a couple of cuts here but the one that is sus to me is at 0:07 secs in the clip above.

Why is JM's head even closer to JK's neck after the cut? Also, because of the cut we really don't know how long they stayed in that position, do we? && JK looked at the camera as JM approached as he often does when he's flustered. All adding to the sus.

Side note: I love me a clingy Mimi.

New Year's Rockin Eve 2020

Cr. Video Here

Now this. This right here.

This shit haunts me.

The cut that haunts me is around 0:01 -ish sec.

Tell me why the way that JM swings his head around, pulls on JK towards him with his arm, and approaches JK's face looks like he went in for a kiss on the cheek?

And no I don't think he was going to whisper in his ear. IMO, if that was the case he would have put up his other hand to cover his mouth and his body probably would have been positioned a little more behind JK.

It's sus to me.

It was NYE in New York. && I would not be surprised if at midnight JM saw a bunch of people kissing, cause that's how we do out in the US, and JM was like where's my man at??? Runs to JK and smacks a sweet public appropriate cheek kiss that got cut out.

I don't know, I don't know. 🤷🏽‍♀️

But that was fun Anon! Thank you!

Jikook smiles just for you, inc...

Cr. Kookijam

[gffa]

I sent this ask before and maybe Tumblr ate it, or you missed it, or you did see it and just didn’t want to answer it (in which case sorry for sending it again) or lots of other things, but just in case it was one of the first few I am sending it again haha

I (fledgling Dick Grayson fan, indoctrinated by your posts) think that you (veteran Dick Grayson fan) would enjoy the fic “birdsong” by ScarlettSwordMoon on AO3. The summary is as follows:

After getting a face full of Scarecrow’s newest toxin, Dick isn’t haunted by his typical nightmares. No. This one has little green pixie boots. AKA Batman: Ego but make it Robin.

It’s a very good fic looking into Dick’s relationship with Robin as a concept as well as his siblings�� versions of the hero. I’m not super familiar with the comics, but it felt like a good homage to Robin through the ages. Plus it has a nice Dick & Bruce moment at the end!

Hi! It's entirely possible that it's somewhere in my rat's nest of an inbox (half my fault, half not my fault, that it's such a mess 😂) but I'm always up for fic recs! Sometimes it does take me a bit to respond, because I have literally almost a thousand fics on my reader that I'm making my way through and I like to try to read the fic before responding, but it's never because I'm not interested! But also *rubs hands gleefully* there is no better way to brighten my day than to tell me I've been helping to indoctrinate you into becoming interested in being a Dick Grayson fan, look, I recognize that I am super biased, that he's my Blorbo to the max, I am not at all objective about my fave, and possibly even super annoying about him, but I will also help showcase fun comics and great fic and great art, so I think the trade-off is worth it. ;) Listen, I just really love these characters and I know comics can be kind of intimidating to get into because there's so many of them and they're not the softer versions you'll often find in fic and some of the case parts of the stories can get kind of boring, but I do genuinely think they're worth it! You're allowed to pick and choose what you want to read, you don't have to read everything, you can skim something that's boring you, you can drop in and out of wherever you want, you will learn how to navigate them pretty quickly once you've started reading them, and there are always tons of fans who are happy to suggest recs for good starting places! And, yeah, you can totally read fic without having read much of the source material, many of us have fandoms where we do that! But there have been so many times where, having read the issues something is based off of has enhanced my experience in the fic, so I want to encourage you guys to read more with me, it makes the fic that hits you just right all the more satisfying. Thank you for the rec and I have put it on my reader! <3

[the-blind-assassin-12]

helloo~ aphelion is my favorite oberyn martell fic, it just gets better and better with every chapter you two put out. i'm excited for the next chapters !!!

and about the ending of chapter 11 where the reader calls Nora.. i don't know but i have a feeling that something bad might happen.

Hello, Anon!! I hope you're having a great day (or night or whatever time it is when you see this!) Thank you for dropping by to brighten my day with this message!!

I'm sorry I didn't answer this right away. Honestly, I was keeping it in my inbox because every time I read it it made me smile. @something-tofightfor and I truly love that story. Writing it has been a blast, but it's also been something that we've worked very hard on for a long time, and to hear that you're enjoying it so much (that it's your favorite Oberyn story! In a sea of so many wonderful Oberyn stories!) is so incredible and encouraging and just makes me feel all warm inside. From both of us, thank you for giving this story a chance and for sticking with it. <3

Regarding the end of chapter 11 and Reader's upcoming plans with Nora... no comment ;)

I'm going to be working on chapter 12 to finish out the month, and *hopefully* there will be an update before Christmas, so *hopefully* you shouldn't have to wait too much longer to find out!

Thank you again for your support and for taking the time to send this message! It really does mean a ton!

[mushroomwriter]

Hello again! Just wanted to thank you from the bottom of my heart for making that hermanos gifset, you chose the perfect moment 🥺❤

Yes, it took me almost a week to sit and finish the spinoff since I knew it was so different from what I wanted, and apart from that 1 mention there's no sight of Sergio. Have you finished the spinoff yet? I too watched that moment and felt nostalgic before rewatching some of their scenes and the obsession returned :'D

Oof me too, I'll never forget watching that scene for the first time, Sergio's tears and screams were so heartbreaking, and just the fact that we only find out they are brothers WHILE ONE OF THEM IS DYING IS SO CRUEL! The Bella Ciao scene is forever in my heart, as well as the hug, love the way you phrased it "the quiet happiness when they see each other again" Sergio always looks so content when he's hugging Andrés, and one detail that kills me is that Sergio with other people (except Raquel later on) is someone who is not at all comfortable with physical affection, he's always awkward and stiff but with his brother? He's the one to pull Andrés in for a hug, he's the one that clings harder, he loved him so much and man they deserved better!

(pt 2) All the scenes you mentioned are my favourites too!!! Guantanamera scene is such a comfort scene, despite the sadness I love how Andrés is trying to make his hermanito smile, their adorable dance moves too, they are so precious ;___; LOL that monastery scene is such a BROTHERS moment, never fails to make me laugh. I'm glad it doesn't feel weird, I'm a little shy which is why I took some time before replying too but I loved reading your words abt the hermanos! Don't worry about picking one scene you just made my day by mentioning all of your favs <3 Thank you for the invitation to burst into your inbox to talk abt them anytime hahaha I hope you don't regret it 😁

Hi! I'm so so glad you saw it and loved it!! ❤❤ Right now I'm pretty busy studying since I have an exam next week, but I'm already thinking about what other moments I could gif (I'd also love to find some quote I could use for a gifset about their relationship...)

I haven't finished the spin-off yet, I'm actually still stuck at the scene where Andrés mentions Sergio lol but I will get back to it sooner or later! Also I love that that scene had the same effect on you!

I know, right?! While watching part 1 and 2 I kept wondering about their relationship, because they knew each other's name (if I recall correctly we learn the professor's name right when Andrés uses it in the Bella Ciao scene) and they clearly knew each other prior the heist, not to mention Berlín being so affectionate with him (ruffling his hair, hugging him!) and Sergio clearly valuing his advice... I was really there like "what's going on here what's going on" and THEN they dropped the little brother bomb right before Berlín's death. I will never recover from that.

You're so right, Sergio is so thoroughly comfortable with physical affection from Andrés, it stands out and it melts my heart! And on Andrés' part, well, his character is very... um, how can I put this, Unhinged Bastard Man?, but he can get so soft with his little brother and I'm very weak for it.

I couldn't agree more about the Guantanamera scene! Like, yeah, there's clearly grief in there, especially in how Sergio (who just learned about Andrés' diagnosis) is looking at his brother, but it's still such a comfort scene, with their love for each other and their silly dance moves!

Heh, exactly, that monastery moment is like ultimate proof they're brothers and it's so funny!

Sorry it took me a while to reply, I couldn't find the time right away, but oh, your messages brightened my day immediately, I love reading your thoughts about these hermanos too! I really don't think I will regret my invitation 😁

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Hi!! It’s mousebastard o/

First off id like to say nsjdbhdbsbdbxbdnxbdhbddh and also sjbshsjshdgssbbxjsshsh

Ive finished reading all your works i am gnawing at the bars of my cage THEY ARE SO GOOD SO HOT WAAAHHHH

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The power dynamics????? With the inglourious basterds????????? Dude??? EATING THAT SHIT UP SOOOO HARDDDD

Especially the torturey one goddddsssss that one line where hans wants to smash hellstroms nose in is stuck in the brain mmmmm rotating like a microwave

*dreamy sigh* okay.

Time to start again from the top :D

Hi mousebastard! Thank you so much for the compliments and praise—I’ve really enjoyed hearing from you in my ao3 inbox and getting your comments always brightens my day. I’m so excited that you Enjoy my Product because I do really put a lot of effort into my writing, and I’m just so happy to know that it comes across well.

I can’t believe you read all my stuff! Honestly that’s so crazy to think about given all the different things I’ve been into for the two or so years I’ve been publishing on ao3, and it’s neat to know that my writing is consistently good enough to keep you hooked. I’m sure you can see certain Patterns and Interests of mine, and it’s great that my stories are able to maybe scratch the same itch for you that they do for me.

Feel free to drop in my dms here if you ever want to talk more!

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Announcement: Changes to inbox protocol 💌

Due to an increase in followers, the growth of the SF fandom in general, and recent personal reflection, I'm officially changing how I'll be handling asks and submissions from now on.

[TL;DR in bold under the cut]

Those who have been here for a while might remember that, when I first started out, I really prided myself in answering every single ask that came into my inbox, because I really do appreciate (almost) all of them. Getting asks always makes me happy- It means so much to me that you want to talk with me and take the time to feed me all your delicious prompts, hcs and f/o gushes! I seriously can't get enough of them! I've done my best to keep up with the inbox over the years, but I have a lot more interactions than I used to, and a lot less free time to respond to them than I did in the thick of 2020. Things keep piling up, and I need to accept that it's no longer realistic or healthy to hold myself to my previous standards. Trying to do so has made me put a lot of pressure on myself, resulted in a fair amount of guilt and shame over feeling like I'm letting people down, and feeling like I 'have to' answer asks frankly takes a lot of fun out of answering them. At the same time, trying to restrict what can be sent in in order to limit the number of asks I get is ineffective and frustrating for everyone, and it's unfair to the new members of the fandom who never got a chance to make any requests in the first place.

So, this is the official announcement that I will be:

-Fully embracing the dopamine chase when answering asks/requests from now on (without the guilt). Ask from 5 minutes ago? A month ago? Two years ago? I'm no longer going to let it matter. If it Hits, I will answer, and if not, I will carefully tuck it away for when (and if) it does.

-Testing out closing the inbox Friday-Sunday for a breather

-Deleting asks that don't vibe with me for whatever reason

-Utilizing the 'Unused Prompt List' (previously the 'Nuked Inbox' list) for requests I don't feel like squirreling away or fulfilling myself atm. These prompts are up for grabs for any writers/artists that get inspired by them, so feel free to look through the list (and tag me so I can see your work! :D)

Again, please know that sending something in will never fail to brighten my day, even if I don't end up answering! It still means a lot that you thought of me and took the time to share something with me. 💌💕

Thank you for understanding, thank you for reading, and thank you all for being my dear, darling kouhai 🤗💖💖💖

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17 with Tito please!!

A/N: Trying to clean out my inbox from all the requests I got last time I posted a prompt list, hope you like it <3 The prompt was “I’ll feel better if you let me walk you home.”

Word count: 1702

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“Is that your daughter?” Anthony noticed your lockscreen when you checked your one last time before putting it away in your purse.

“Um, yeah,�� you nodded, feeling your chest tighten a little.

Jumping into the subject right at the start of the date wasn’t what you had expected. You hadn’t made it a secret that you were a single mom to a beautiful and smart two years old little girl, so Anthony knew what he was getting into when he asked you out, but you were still nervous about it. He was a year younger than you, and while that wasn’t much you also knew he probably had other things on his mind than taking care of a child. It was understandable, of course, but you were tired of having expectations when it came to men you were dating. If they weren’t ready to deal with the fact you had made a priority of your daughter, then you weren’t interested.

“Millie, right?” Anthony smiled, seemingly more curious about her than other men you’d met so far.

“Yes, she’s two,” you returned the expression but tried not to jump into too many details. “Still small but an absolute ray of sunshine.”

“She looks cute,” he complimented although he had only caught a glimpse of her.

You tried not to let yourself get too excited when he kept on talking and asked you more about her, but he seemed genuine and you both laughed together so much that you couldn’t help but let yourself get your hopes up. It was your first date in months that wasn’t an absolute disaster. Granted, you already had a few friends in common so you knew he had to be a decent person, but he was already more than you had hoped for.

It helped that you lived close to each other too, as you soon found out because he had walked to the restaurant too. It was still warm enough to stroll around the city without losing the tips of your fingers, so you were both making the most of it.

Two glasses of wine later, you were just about to order dessert and the date was going so well all of your stress had worn off. You were talking comfortably, most of the awkwardness made you laugh as you got over it, and Anthony was genuinely funny without ever making a misplaced comment. It was all too good to be true, but after the last three years of your life and the struggles you went through, you felt like you deserved this.

Everything wasn’t perfect, but it was nowhere near as disastrous as your previous dates and you felt like you could breathe again. Maybe your love life wasn’t completely hopeless, and maybe not all men were a nightmare to deal with.

“I can’t believe you think an apple pie is better than a brownie,” Anthony shook his head with a teasing smile, starting up a new debate on desserts now that you were both trying to pick.

“The brownie doesn’t even come close to the second place,” you had already worked out the hierarchy of the desserts on the menu in your head and the brownie was all the way down with the carrot cake.

“But it comes with ice cream!” He argued like that point would fix everything, so you laughed wholeheartedly and kept on going.

“Ice cream is for warm sunny days,” you stated, sure that it would get a reaction out of him, and his huff was just what you had expected.

“This statement is wrong in so many ways.” He rolled his eyes, tone still playful.

“Enlighten me,” you chuckled, leaning the side of your head against your hand. Your smile fell a second later when your phone rang, stopping him from replying. “I’m sorry, I have to take that,”

“It’s okay,” he nodded, leaning back in his chair and pretending to look at the menu again to give you a moment.

“Please don’t be an emergency,” you muttered to yourself but Anthony still caught it before you picked up. “Hello?”

You didn’t move from your seat as you listened to what your niece had to say. You let out some okays here and there as she talked, and Anthony watched the way your face fell a little bit more with every second that passed.

“I’m so sorry,” you bit your bottom lip. “I really have to go,”

“Hey, it’s fine,” he frowned at the look on your face. “Is she okay, what happened?”

“She’s sick, apparently got a fever and all that fun stuff,” you put your jacket on and grabbed your purse. “My sixteen years old niece is watching her and she doesn’t know what to do,”

“Let’s go then,” he nodded, abandoning the idea of eating dessert and standing up too.

You walked back to the front of the restaurant together, a waiter had already spotted you and was coming forward so that you could pay. You expected to take care of the bill, being the reason the date was ending early, but Anthony stopped you from reaching into your bag and handed his card to the waiter.

“I got it,”

“Thank you,” You replied quietly, not wanting to argue because it was bad enough already that you had to leave. “I’m really sorry I had to cut this short.”

“The night isn’t over, come on, I’ll walk you back.” Anthony didn’t let his mood go down and your eyes almost bulged out of your head.

“You don’t have to do that, it’s getting cold,” you felt awful for ruining the night, the last thing you needed was to make him walk further to get home.

“It’s late and it’s dark, I’ll feel better if you let me walk you home.” He held the door of the restaurant open for you and you ducked your head as you walked past, heat rushing to your cheeks.

“Thank you,”

You were quiet as you walked, a little hurried to get to your daughter fast although you weren’t in a rush to leave Anthony. Having him close was nice despite how uncomfortable you now were due to your family emergency.

His hand bumped against yours, once, twice. The third time, you knew it wasn’t an accident, so you looked up at him to find him stealing a glance at you too. A smile etched on his face and he linked your fingers while you went giddy all over.

“So,” he broke the silence. “How many dumb guys have ruined dates for you just because you have a daughter?”

“That obvious, uh?” You stared at your feet again, but the way his thumb rubbed over the back of your hand comforted you.

You wished you still had the confidence you used to have before you got pregnant. As much as it had taught you, there were still times when you regretted how easy it used to be for you to believe you were worth something on the dating scene. You had learned a lot with Millie, but you also stopped progressing in other aspects of your life.

“A little,” Anthony admitted and kept on walking at your pace. He could tell you were in a rush to check everything was okay at home, so he didn’t want to slow you down despite wishing the date could have lasted longer. “I knew about her when we met, I wouldn’t have asked you out if it bothered me,”

“Well, I used to assume that when I got asked on dates, but turns out it was too big of an assumption.” You chuckled dryly, making his heart squeeze.

Anthony felt for you in that moment. It was unfair that they had treated you that way for something you weren’t hiding. He could tell you were happy to have you daughter and you clearly loved her more than anything, but he could also see the shame you carried being a young single mother.

It wasn’t right that you were constantly receiving negative reactions for being the parent that stayed. You were the one trying your best to give your daughter the best life you possibly could, and Anthony couldn’t do anything but admire that.

The idea of being with you in the long run and possibly becoming important in Millie’s life had been on his mind for a long time before the date. It was a lot of responsibilities to take, but at the end of the day he had refused to pressure himself because of it. You were great and he wanted to get to know you, it was that simple. Only time could tell where the two would end up, and going out with you on a few dates didn’t mean he had to commit to anything immediately. He also knew that if you were the right person for him then he was ready to commit to it all.

“That’s me,” you eventually slowed in front of a building and came to a stop, unsure of what else to say. You hated how uncomfortable you were, the two of you had just clicked when you met up at the restaurant and yet you were stuck in an awkward silence now.

Anthony welcomed the interruption; he didn’t want to keep on overthinking things. “I know tonight didn’t end the way you hoped it would,” he said because that much was obvious, getting you to look up at him rather than anywhere else on the street for the first time since you had begun walking. “But I had a great time, and it’d be nice if we could go out again soon,”

“I-” you had prepared yourself to utter another apology, but his words took you by surprise and your chest went tight with nervousness. “Yes, I’d like that,” you breathed out faster than you should have and Anthony’s smile spread across his face, making his blue eyes brighten even in the darkness of the night. “I’m not sure when I’m free yet but, um-”

“Don’t worry about it,” he chuckled softly. The way you were fumbling for words and tried to hide your grin was endearing. “Just text me when you know, yeah?”

“I will.”

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Heyy!! 💙 Selena here! Would It be posible yo request a scenario, please? So its a normal day at school and suddenly the reader overhear a conversation of her current boyfriend with one of his friends in which he confesses that he's just dating the reader to win a bet of 1.000 yens? Completely crushed she doesn't know how to react but she was not the only one accidentally listening.Noya who has a huge Crush on reader was also there... ¿ What would he do now? Nsfw included please! Enjoy!

It would be possible!! This turned out really fluffy instead of nsfw content just because I like to have a build-up of things, I hope that’s alright<3 🥺

And my inbox has been flooded with need for more Noya so🥰

On the Line. (Nishinoya Yu x Reader)

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“Noya, you’re drooling again.” 

The libero wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, shooting a glare at a grinning Ennoshita, who casted a glance at your laughing figure a few seats away as his grin widens. Before Nishinoya Yu could completely deny that assumption, he stills in his seat when your eyes flit over to his brown ones, your lips stretching out in a warm smile as you offer a timid wave. 

God, why did you have to smile like that?

Blinking out of a trance, the libero turns away from your direction abruptly as Ennoshita continues to sip his box of strawberry juice, somewhat used to his friend’s odd behavior when it came to you as the second year hums, a teasing tone to his voice. 

“Considering the amount of girls you’re known to fawn over-” 

“excUSE ME-” 

“Y/N’s been kind of a long term thing, no?” Ennoshita questions casually, flipping a page in his manga he had open throughout the lunch period as Noya goes to defend himself- only to open his mouth and shut it again quickly, for he had no defense to that statement. 

“Don’t kid yourself, Y/N’s just a close friend.” Noya chuckles somewhat forcibly as Ennoshita’s eyes lift from his page to arch a challenging brow. “Besides-” 

Brown eyes soften, voice cracking a tad bit as he watches your boyfriend poke his head into the classroom door as a smile- a smile that wasn’t for him- brightens your features more than when you looked at him did. 

“Close friends shouldn’t cross lines when they’re obviously drawn.” Noya finishes, and Ennoshita’s eyes fall back down to his manga, his wrist flicking to throw the empty juice carton at his friend’s head as Noya catches it with a glare. 

“Stick with drooling over Kiyoko- you’re scarier when you say serious stuff.” 

“I’ll have you know- wait, scarier?” 

“Dude, have you met yourself?” 

Before a snarky retort can be made about Ennoshita’s lack of empathy, Noya quiets down to realize you were no longer in the classroom, and Ennoshita had successfully distracted the libero from watching you leave with your boyfriend. 

“I don’t know whether to thank you or punch you.” 

“The former would be great, thanks.” 

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“uGH practice is such a pain.” Noya whines as Tanaka whistles lowly in agreement from next to him, the iconic duo feeling lucky practice was delayed for the day due to Ukai’s tardiness, the coach getting held back by a prior engagement. 

“I’ll meet you in the gym later?” Tanaka questions after Noya had released a groan after the realization that his notebook had been left behind- a notebook that held at least a dozen late homework assignments that needed to be in by tomorrow. 

“Yeah, man- Tell Daddy Dai I’ll be there in a few.” 

“Still can’t believe he lets you call him that.” 

“Oh he doesn’t- on second thought he does. Tanaka, if you love me you’ll call him that when you see him.” 

“Who the hell loves you?” His best friend sneers as Noya puts up a peace sign accompanied by a wide grin as he walks off, his smile lessening when his back turns again to his lonely trek in the mostly empty hallways of Karasuno. 

Yeah, who would?

Before he can stifle it, your face popped up into his mind along with a tug at his heartstrings as Noya continues his slow walk back to his classroom, a glazed look taking over his eyes as he wonders if you made it home safely with that asshat of a boyfriend- 

Until he saw it. 

Noya pauses mid-step, the glazed look being blinked away as he saw you standing outside a classroom that wasn’t yours, the door open slightly ajar as your hair skewed the image of your face. An excited smile spreads on the libero’s face at the thought of an unexpected conservation with you, his pace picking up until he sees something that made his breath hitch in his throat as he stands two steps away from you. 

Your eyes were brimmed with unshed, shining tears that seemed to threaten to spill over at any moment, and before Noya can ask you why on instinct, you had grabbed his arm in a tight grip, putting a weak finger to your lips as you signal him to stay quiet. 

With furrowed brows, the libero complies, leaning against the wall next to you as he remains focused on your grip on his arm, an involuntary blush rising to his cheeks at the situation at hand-

but it didn’t last very long. 

Noya’s ears perk up at the sound of a very familiar voice- a voice that he dreaded hearing call your name every day during break times. 

“...yeah, man- I don’t know how much longer I can do this.” 

He felt your grip seem to loosen on his arm.

“With Y/N? Dude, I don’t know why you would go so far for 1000 yen-” 

He watched a painful expression cross your face as your eyes widened in absolute disbelief. 

“Right? I thought it would be easy, but she looks at me like I’m the best thing to ever happen to her, what would you do in my situation?” 

But the instigating factor? 

“Dump her. You agreed because she seemed cute and easy, right?” 

When the tears tipped over the eyes he loved, his vision turned into a blurry fit of rage, shoving off the wall before ripping his arm from your grasp as you attempt to keep him next to you. Noya stops for a second when your hand reaches out to grab at the back of his shirt material, your reddened eyes widening when the libero smiles a closed-eye grin at you, mouthing the words you needed to hear most. 

It’ll be okay. I’ll be back.

“1000 yen richer, I guess. Anyways, I wonder where that airhead-” 

He didn’t get to finish his sentence as a fist collided with his cheek, Nishinoya seething so angrily he hardly spared a glance at the friend that made a dash for the exit at the arrival of the school’s known-troublemaker.

All those days watching you be with him. A hidden part wishing he was him. The convincing of himself that he was happy you were happy-

 Noya’s eyes mimicked the ones in which he was on the court, eyes spinning dangerously serious as brown eyes narrowed, a fist grabbing at your boyfriend’s collar from where he now laid with a slightly cracked lip. 

When this was how things were all along? 

“What the hell are you doing?!”

A humorless chuckle. “What does it look like? A fucking tea party?” 

When his fist reels back again, he stops when he feels a hand rest gently on the back of his elbow, Noya just knowing from the touch that it was you as his tense muscles relax almost immediately. 

“N-Noya...” 

At the sound of your cracked, stuttering voice, the libero releases a heavy sigh, releasing your now ex-boyfriend’s shirt so that at least his head hits the classroom floor as Noya stands protectively in front of you. 

“Bastard...you think you’ll get away with something like this?” Your ex seems to chuckle a tad deliriously as Noya ignores him, shuffling through his pockets before dropping a few crumpled bills at his feet, your ex finally taking notice of you with widened eyes.

“I don’t care. I just get suspended again, but you?” Noya sneers, kicking the bills towards what he had always considered not good enough for you. “You fucked with the wrong person, asshole. Here’s 4300 yen (about 40 USD), whatever shitty bet you had going on is off, don’t even look her way anymore. Not like you deserved it in the first place anyway.”

With that, Noya spun on his heel to grab your hand hastily, adrenaline running through his veins before he feels you freeze at the sound of his voice. 

“Y-Y/N, baby please-” 

“I don’t know if he didn’t make it clear enough,” You glance at him once more, etching the image into your mind before mentally discarding it. “But we’re through. If there was any we to begin with.” 

Noya’s brows reach towards his airline before he releases a low whistle at you’re words, surprised when you’re the one to lead him out of the class, stopping only when you reach the exit of the school. 

“Y/N-” 

“Have anywhere I can maybe, I don’t know, cry?” 

Noya’s eyes widen as a million thoughts flit through his head as he takes a chance. Slowly, he turns your figure so you’re facing him fully, gently prying the hands that covered the features you now deemed ugly away before tucking your face into his chest- 

the libero determined to make you feel as beautiful as he saw you as, feeling the sobs wreck through your body as your hands tightened at the shirt material on his chest.

Looks like he’ll be missing practice today. 

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“You didn’t have to go that far.” 

You smile a little at Noya’s look of seriously? from his place in the kitchen, causing you to giggle a little from underneath the blanket he had given you as you relaxed a bit more into his couch. The smile dwindles as you wonder how you had gotten here, puffy-eyed and broken-hearted in the house of someone you deemed as a close friend- 

but why had your heart beat picked up when his back was to you in that classroom as he faced your ex? Why did that smile he casted to you before rushing in to defend your dignity make you loosen your grip on his shirt as a newfound feeling emerged in your stomach?

Had he always been there? Just in that little pocket in the back of your mind, waiting to be seen, as someone simply stood in front of him? 

“I left my homework at school for you. I’m expecting my payment in m&ms.” 

You shake your head of those thoughts just as Noya sets down a steaming mug of hot tea in front of you, and your eyes widen before you subconsiously raise a hand to his hair, retort falling silent. 

Noya blushes, eyes narrowing at the small giggle that slips your lips as he occupies the couch seat next to you. “What?” 

“Your hair’s not being held up by like, three different products of hair gel.” You observe, genuinely interested in his soft locks as the heat in the libero’s cheeks deepen before he scoffs. 

“Two actually, imagine being uneducated.” 

“Imagine assaulting someone because of a childish bet.” 

“It was self-defense.” 

“In what way?” You find yourself laughing as Noya turns fully towards you, a lopsided grin on his lips that had your laugh dying down at the pounding in your chest.

“You’re pretty when you laugh.” 

Embarrassed, you retract your hand from his hair hastily before picking up the mug and taking a deep sip, flinching at the heat as Noya calms his nerves at the girl he’s been in love with acting so cute next to him.

The mug hits the table gently as you set it down, a far-off look in your eyes as Noya takes his share of the blanket, wondering if you were uncomfortable with the proximity before you relax into his side, your head leaning on his shoulder. 

“I have to wonder...if all I was had been a game all along.” 

“Apparently the no sad talk rule I put in place before we entered my domain was ignored, and it shows.” 

You go to swat him playfully before Noya catches your wrist, brown eyes soft and looking at you as if he were afraid you would break at any moment.  

“Y/N, you’re literally the prettiest, nicest girl in the grade- it’s not your fault you decided to make the worst possible choice.” 

A pink dusts across your cheeks at the compliments before you pout. “But it kinda is.” 

“Yeah, you’re right.” 

“Oh yeah?” You laugh into your mug, not realizing Noya had been watching you with a gaze you were used to catching in the middle of breaks or class. “And who would be a better choice?” 

“Are you joking?” 

You blink at the deadpan of Noya’s voice before he scoffs as if he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. 

“Ennoshita. Are you dumb?” 

“I was thinking more you, but yeah I could totally-” 

The couch is soft against your back as the blanket drapes over Noya’s back as you find yourself sandwiched between him and the couch, his hands placed firmly next to your head to support himself as he keeps his weight off of you. Your eyes trace over his features as his brown eyes seem to seriously stare into yours, your faces inches apart.

“You can’t take it back.” 

You melt into the feel of his lips upon yours, smiling into it as something in you just feels so right in this moment, pushing him back a little as soon as his hand trails down to your waist. 

“Noya, I just got out of the worst day of my life-” 

“Then I’ll make every day better than the last.” 

“It’s not too soon?” You ask worriedly as Noya digs his face into your neck, and you blush when his lips move against your neck. 

“Nothing’s too soon when I’ve been waiting this long, babe.” 

Noya smirks when your skin seems to heat under his touch, feeling you squirm when his hands move to rest on your waist gently as he peppers your neck in kisses. 

“How long have you been waiting?” You pout, pulling Noya out of your neck as the libero scoffs, his lips moving to trace up your jawline before making his way across your cheek sweetly, stopping only when his lips hover over yours. 

“Too long, apparently.” 

“C-Can I kiss you?”

Rolling his eyes, Noya cups your face gently as his thumb traces your cheek, speaking against your lips as he feels your lips curl upwards into it. 

“I don’t know if I have to make this clear- but you don’t have to ask your boyfriend for permission, babe.” 

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