#U MUST GET MEE!!

[alala122344]

HELLOOO!!! r there any writers that writes for haikyuu anyone can recommend? :DD(smut of fluff ANYTHINGS FINE) (I’ve been scrolling through ao3 n js cant find AN ACTUAL GOOD ONE AUGHHHJSSBBD and my thumbs hurting from scrolling through tumblr tags sobz) i recently js got into it and I JS ACTUALLY FINISHED IT YESTERDAY JSJSJSV ITS FUN ILOVEIT SO I WANT TO READ FICS AB IT ASWELL!! TJANK U IN ADVANCE <33

[vaguesxrrow]

Hello! Love your Edwin works!! Anyways, can I request a Edwin x alive!reader or ghost but they appear to be aloof 24/7 but has a soft spot for him, like it’s a complete opposite personality of them. For example they get flustered when they’re near him or being teased by him etc. It could be HCs or in fic form. Thanks in advance! -🖤

HELLOO loved this req ty sm, here u go xx

edwin / reader - soft spot

a/n: tried my best to not make reader seem mean, just detached but still kind

tags: gender neutral reader, alive reader, aloof reader

- you meet everyone when you move in to jenny's butcher shop

- really, you chose the place because jenny herself seemed about as non-invasive and private as you were - you just wished she'd warned you about her two (four, counting the dead ones) other tenants

- first, you met niko and crystal as they were exiting niko's room, both sipping tea from pink cups

- they were nice and all, but your responses were terse as they tried to break the ice

- niko asked you where you were from, you gave the vague response of "not far from here", and she then started talking about japan before remembering a detail she thought crystal would like

- you took that opportunity to slip into your room and lock the door behind you

- later, crystal and niko would tell edwin and charles about their new neighbour:

- crystal: they seemed... aloof. didn't seem very interested in small talk.

- edwin, of course, found this a bit suspicious and had to investigate

- what he didn't anticipate was you being able to see him as he walked through your wall while you were unpacking

- you startled when he stuck his head in through your wallpaper

- "i'm sorry, are you lost?" you exclaimed. "in what world is it acceptable to just- oh."

- your voice kind of gave way at the end as edwin fully stepped inside, an excuse already on his lips

- your first impression was god, he was cute

- of course, you already knew about ghosts from your near death experience; besides, it was hard not to notice them, as they seemed to walk through things very often without thinking. so you weren't fazed.

- in fact, you were the opposite - you smiled at him and asked his name after introducing yourself, still a bit breathless

- edwin was such a pretty name, you thought

- "so, uh... is this apartment building one of your usual haunts?" you cringed at the pun

- the corners of his mouth quirked upwards, but only briefly. you wondered how he would look laughing

- edwin, on his part, was also rather taken by you

- edwin: i must say, i find myself rather charmed by your unexpected friendliness

- you were nothing like the description crystal and niko had given him, and he would tell you so

- for the first time in your life, you would feel warmth rise to your cheeks

- "same.. i mean, it's nice to have a neighbour as cute as you-" you cut yourself off, even more embarrassed

- imagine edwin cocking his head to the side, eyebrow raised but otherwise silent, which just makes you ramble more to make it less awkward

- "it's just nice to have neighbours in general, and uh, i should really start organising so it isn't such a mess the next time you're over..."

- your rambling benefits you in the end, because edwin excuses himself with the promise he'll definitely be over again - this time arranged in advance

- did you just score yourself a date? who knows.

- as he leaves, he would definitely call you "interesting" and tell you he looks forward to talking in the future

- when he returns to his friends, he would tell them that you seemed completely pleasant and maybe even a bit alluring

- charles would definitely check him over for any signs of a hex, but it becomes apparent to all of them that he really just has a crush on you

- after you meet charles, too, he would definitely tell edwin, "everyone likes me eventually, but when is eventually going to happen with [name]?"

- edwin: they seem perfectly amiable to me. very thoughtful, too

- charles is stunned, because your first meeting consisted of you just staring at him as he explained he was best friends with edwin, leaving him with a "that's nice," and a pointed look as you left

- ofc there are many more moments where crystal, charles, and niko look at you around edwin and think, "what the fuck?"

- eg: after a few months of you living there, and after you've become accustomed to the town, edwin asks for your help on a case as it happens to be related to a library you frequent

- he approaches you together with crystal, niko, and charles

- you agree to helping with a small smile, touched that he trusts you enough

- when you traipse to the library, edwin teasingly asks, "so, is this one of your usual haunts?"

- you choke at the reminder of your tactless first attempt at flirting

- charles, niko, and crystal are a bit speechless at your reaction, to which you half glare at them and say "it's nothing."

- overall, though, everyone thinks it's cute that you're so flustered by edwin. at first, they're really just cheering for edwin to find a healthy relationship, but eventually everyone sees how good you two are for each other

- and you are - edwin sees how, despite your disinterested demeanor, you are a kind person and care about him a lot, your affection going beyond him being the only one to actually make you laugh

- he loves you just as much, by the way, and would be the first to vouch for your character as well as the first to greet you, with a hug and a cheek kiss

[notetaeker]

Hello!!! How did you become so dedicated to your studies? Do you have some advice?

I love your blog, btw✨️

Hi hi hi!! Thanks for the sweet message 💞💞

My BIG study tips (after 25 years of studying):

Accept your fate. This goes for anything but I used to procrastinate with studying a LOT and once you start it's actually not that bad. It's guaranteed. Automatically once you start, you have started, so you're already on your way, so it's already automatically not as bad anymore. Whining abt ur studies and avoiding them will not make them go away unfortunately. Just do it.

Make study time sacred. A few minutes of focused study is much more valuable than 5 hours spent at the library "studying" + scrolling + talking to friends + listening to music at the same time. Doing 5 hours like that is literally putting yourself thru hell because 1. you cant fully enjoy any of those non-studying activities and 2. you come out of that being like ugh I studied this page for 5 hours I'm tired of studying I need a break. Pomodoro method really changed my life pls try it out if u haven't already

That one tumblr post that says 'learning is basically being exposed to the same materials many times in multiple ways' is 100% correct. How many different ways can you expose yourself to the material. Memorizing facts- can you draw it? Can you organize the facts into lists? Can you attach a funny story to one of the facts? The more ways you interact with any material, the stronger it's saved in your memory. Find out if you're a visual learner- and then create visual tools, maybe color coding things helps you. Do a little digging and find out what works for you.

Diversify your life. Have some hobbies, spend time with friends/family, take a break. Let the computer of your brain sort out things in the background while you do other things. Once you go back to studying, you will feel refreshed (and not fatigued from 5 hrs in the library doing "studying") This also means that if you fail an exam, you won't be like 'oh no i spent my whole spring break studying for this exam and didn't even enjoy it and now I got a bad grade i must be horrible my life is nothing' and spiral. def not based on a true story :) Instead you'll be like yeah I failed but look at this scarf I crocheted look at mee i have mental health!

Sleep is magic- no matter what anyone else tries to tell you. 1. If you studied something during the day, just review those things right before bed and magically they will get set into your brain. Also 2. sleeping is when our brain sorts info so if you don't get any sleep at all it' the same as taking your study sheets and throwing them into the air, so when you ask your brain for the info during the test it's like lol it's around here somewhere. On the other hand, if you slept and gave ur brain time to sort it, when you ask for that info, it'll just open the right drawer and give u the info!

That's it for the big ones- if you want more specific advice feel free to ask! Also as a disclaimer, these 5 are all big life lessons that I had to learn thru trial and error, so consider these to be the advice I would give myself at a younger age. Pls don't be offended lol whenever I said 'you' I rlly was thinking abt myself.

[sketchehm]

thinking baby dedsafio au thoughts bc i need it injected in my soul but who are we thinking babynap calls dad first????

like i’m tempted to say shadoune bc while he loves all the mafia, shadoune through and through will alwaysssss be babynaps comfort person like that’s the man who gave him a chance and shared his family with him :(

and sapni being so embarrassed by it like “NO I DIDNT CALL U THAT STOP SHADOUNI PLS DONT TELL THE OTHERS”

meanwhile shadounes abt to start bawling his eyes out

the other mafia members being like ?????? WHAT ABT US?? WHAT R WE CHOPPED LIVER AROUND HERE???

cue comedic moments of them all trying to have a moment with babynap and win his affections so he can call them dad too, bc they’re not called tryhards for no reason (babynap gets soooooo many deditas!!!!!! he doesn’t know why but he knows he’s rich as heck and showing them off and bragging to sylvee is a MUST)

butttt the angst in me is thinking maybe he never got to call any of them by that???? maybe just as he was abt to grasp onto a moment to call them by that precious name that has been on the tip of his tongue since he’s met them, he’s met with eon instead who looks so sad??????? him spending years mourning the fact that he never got to tell them how much they meant to him and dedicates his training so that he could bring them back and finally tell them.

just for him to be around the same age as them when they reunite and hes all conflicted like???? these are my dads??? but we’re also the same age?????? and it’s all very sad and confusing

SO SO SO!!!! I did have thoughts about who baby sapnap would call dad first. MAINLY cause the guys do throw the word "papi" around a lot as just a meme and I feel like the baby would pick up the word and also just call things that too.

The thing is, I think it causes a lot of the guys early on to mini panic, the "oh god I can't be a father, I'm not ready for that!!??" Like yea they have this 5 yr old with them, but that 5yr old is working for his rent alright? (He's not) They break the habit of calling each other that cause they're just not Comfortable:tm: with being called dad yet pfft

I think Sapnap doesn't call anyone "papi" initially either, he just heard of one of the guys say it and he just repeated it, it makes everyone freeze. The reality check they all get. (The silent agreement to never use it again). Which makes sapnap EXTREMELY curious what that word means.

I think Sapnap would actually end up asking Peele what "papi" means (since the rest of them won't explain and Shadoune and Serpias don't give an answer that makes sense >:0!!!)

"Peele, what is papi?"

"Oh! Um. It is a father. Usually a male, but it is a person who takes care of you and loves you!"

"Ohhhh. You are my papi?"

Peele very rapidly stutters, well /no/. Peele is peele! And peele is a robot. Yup! (Fucking saved that one oh my god....)

Sapnap doesn't get it....

I don't think he gets it until Sylvee explains to him. And Sapnap very much gets >:0! 'I don't need one of those, I can do everything myself!! I'm a big boy who doesn't need that >:(!'

(Sylvee is just saying it's a big boy grown up who's not scared and can take care of themselves and is super brave pfft)

The baby will get huffy and puffy and approach the group one day and will say very proudly that he doesn't need a papi and that he's everyone else's papi cause he's brave and can do anything >:(!!!! Let's just say none of them take him seriously (they all laugh SO fucking hard and start teasing him that he's just a baby still pfft)

It's Shadoune scooping him up and throwing him in the air saying "what about meee? I give you everything you want, surely I can be papi yes?" And sapnap is laughing but screaming no still hehe Serpias will snatch him and give him all sorts of kisses and tickling saying "what about mee sapnii, I love you sooo much!!!" A very giggly sapnap still managing to throw the word no out there while trying to catch his breathe :3!!!!

(As time passes it'll turn into a competition on who can Sapnap calls dad first pfft peele will chime in saying they already won heh)

Sapnaps baby brain does not let go of the word though! It'll be close to his nap time, but Shadoune is making him a snack! He's eepy and slowly dozing off sitting at his custom made toddler table (the boys get bored). Shadoune serving him and a very sleepy sapnap going "gracis papi." His baby lisp in full effect.

Shadoune feeezes. Sapnap's baby brain goes into dial up.

"What did you say Sapni?"

"NOOOOOOOOOOO"

Very much like you described, it's Sapnap begging his shadouni to NOT tell anyone!!! Shadouni is muy estupido!!! Sapnap is papi not Shadouni!! STOP LOOKING AT HIM LIKE THAT!!!!

Shadoune just hugging his baby and squeezing him and cheering!!! (He's also won SO many deditas from the other guys pfft) Sapnap accepting the cuddles...ONLY CAUSE HE'S TIRED!

but sapnap will not let go of shadoune once he sets him down for his nap. They'll be cuddling and sapnap will whisper very tiredly to him what Sylvee told him. Shadoune laughed and said that's only true sometimes. Shadoune will say that papa's get really scared when their babies get hurt. Sapnap will sleepily ponder.

Then he'll say "hmm....peele said....papi's take care and love you. You love Sapni?"

Shadoune will hug him so tight and say yes over and over.

The baby will be satisfied and before he sleeps he'll say "okay....you can be papi sometimes. I am papi other times. Cause I love you too..."

He's out by the time he finishes speaking.

Shadoune laughs to himself and feels his heart explode.

(After everyone realizes they can just bribe sapnap to call them variations of papi, papa, and pa, Sapnap realizes it's just a money machine and reports to sylvee with his updated findings. 'Dad's are people who give you lots of money!')

BUT LIKE THE ANGST OF IT. A barely 8yr old Sapnap saying bye bye to them. They all look so cool in their space suits and spaceships! He wishes he can come along >:T

Sylvee will tease him saying 'go say bye to your dads hehe' and Sapnap will grumble 'that's not it >:/ they're not my dads!!'.

But the guys all hug him and kiss and still pick him up and throw him around. He's so loved by them. He feels so loved by them.

And then they've left. And Sapnap will be left to ponder, Sylvee's words sticking with him. He guesses they are his dad. Peele's words from when he was a dumb little baby come back to him. 'Dad's take care of you and love you.' He guesses they are his dads...

They've all been working so hard to defeat the evil reviil, when they come back he's gonna give them the biggest hug and says he loves them sooo much!! And he's gonna call them dad :)!! He's resolved!! So excited with his idea. He knows they've been wanting him to call them that but he always thought it'd lead to more teasing, but now he knows that ain't it hehe

And he'll wait at the returning site. And wait. And wait. He's with sylvee and they're passing the time. So much time had passed he's told sylvee his plan, getting a lil nervous about it heh

Sylvee is actually very kind about it :> cheers him on, says it'll be the best present he's ever given them ("hey!" He'll exclaim!)

And they wait. Sylvee is getting tired so she sets up her bed to take a nap. But Sapnap doesn't wanna sleep.

Then it's an Eon appearing. Walking up to where the two are waiting, sylvee fast asleep.

Sapnap is told they aren't coming back. He doesn't get it. He has this big plan to enact, they have to come back.....they have to....

And when they meet again. Sapnap thinking how these men are his dads. How he's their age....but as soon as he locks eyes with Shadoune, seeing the same face he remembers from when he was baby. Nothing has changed since then, that's still his shadouni, remembering every single close and precious moment they've ever had.... He can't stop himself from running up to him and hugging him soo tight. Crying "mi papa, mi papa. Regresastes..." He just can't get himself to calm down, never ever wanting to let go. He's back. He's /back/.

[mxltifxnd0m]

i feel like sam is the type of person who lays his head on u and cry, especially if ur curvy or plus size (gotta rep my girlies fr) like he just lays his head on u and it’s so comforting and he just cries and holds you as you play with his hair and he talks about it when he’s calmed down and he’s js such a cutie with those puppy dog eyes like AGAVSBHAVD SJNWVSI

i kinda believe sam is into the girls that aren’t like conventionally attractive, like all the women he’s with in the show r STUN but like he’s deffo more into girls who most men wouldn’t see as attractive if ygm, and if ur with him he’s like “yeah this is my girl she’s the most beautiful woman in the world, say otherwise and i’ll fucking kill you” liek if he finds out anyone touches you in a wrong way or says something to or about you when he’s there best believe ur days must be counted. even if he isn’t there and he finds out somehow he’ll find the person and threaten them with a weapon and fists

also i feel like he’s a sucker for a loud and weird laugh, like he wants to hear you gasping for breath bc something’s so funny or he wants to hear u cackle for laughter or something bc it’s real, he’s all for authenticity and he feels bad for the women who conform for male attention bc he js wants someone to be authentic with, like personality and looks, he doesn’t care ur kinda weird, he doesn’t care that you have dimply skin or u don’t have a barbie body type or any shit like that, he loves every inch of u bc it’s u and he doesn’t want anything to change.

obviously if u were like “im gonna change x, y and z about my appearance” he’d be sad if he grew to love it sm but he’s like “YAS QUEEN U GO GIRL” and he’s ur biggest supporter and if it’s something like dying ur hair, he’s doing it for u, like he watched thousands of tutorials js for u.

or if u wanna lose weight he’ll go to the gym with you and support you and he even sees it as a chance for him to get a better physique. and if u lose weight, even if it’s like 1lb he’s so happy for u he picks u up and spins u around and then when u get to ur goal he’ll take u out and throw u a party n shit isn’t sfw by the end of the night bc he loves ur body

but yeah sam is the boyfriend/husband we all need

or even gay bsf tbh, im lowk a twink sam believer like i wanna see that man rocking nipple piercings, a belly button piercing, all the piercings and a crop top in the sluttiest low rise jeans known to man. even as a straight man i wanna see him rock that shit, lowk wanna see him rock a tight fitting sparkly wedding dress as well

i have sm more but i cant formate it properly so im gonna leave my ted talk there

thanks for listening

-💽

ARGHH 💽 ANON YOU'RE TRYING TO KILL MEE

i yapped so thoughts are under the cut

i wanna be sam's safe space and let him lay on me when he's feeling upset and run my hands through his hair as he calms down. but YES i agree with the fact that he would just lay on you as he tries to calm down and looks up at you with his wet puppy dog eyes and you can't help but soften completely at sam's vulnerable state so you kiss his forehead softly before trailing kisses around his face before kissing him gently on the lips which he just melts into you and tightens his arms around you. (ARGH I NEED THIS WITH HIM RN)

no fr we know sam can pull the most conventionally attractive women, and ik he would fall for people who are "unconventionally" attractive. like sam isn't a vain or vapid person so he def prefers personality over looks and then he finds you even more beautiful despite of what you may look like. YES PROTECTIVE SAM MY BELOVED. like he's fiercely protective of you and would defend you until his dying breath.

OMG STOP BECAUSE YES I 100% AGREE. he's a sucker for making you laugh and you having a cackle or an atypical laugh would make you so much more endearing to him and it makes his heart flutter when he hears it and smiles like a fool when he realizes that he made you laugh like that. sam loves authenticity and loves real people!! he loves that you don't try and hide your personality for his benefit or anyone else's!

ooh yess! sam would be your no.1 supporter in anything you decide to do with your body, like if you wanted to lose weight or get piercings or yeah dye your hair!! (he believes in total bodily autonomy so yeah he wouldn't say anything besides support you in your decisions) oh god yess if he knew you wanted to dye your hair and you asked for his help, he'd spend all night researching to help you (T_T <- me crying bc i used to dye my hair and needed a sam to help me)

NO FR I NEED THAT MAN BIBLICALLY ITS SO BADD, HES SOO BOYFRIEND/HUBBY MATERIAL @_@

LMAOO TWINK SAM IS SO FUN TO THINK ABOUT! SAM WITH NIPPLE PIERCINGS @_@ BRRR STOP DON"T PUT THAT IMAGE IN MY HEAD

tbh he'd rock nipple piercings and the crop top and low rise combo will actually make me spontaneously combust if i ever saw that because the happy trail will be out and im going feral at the thought T_T

yess i think sam would be comfortable in his sexuality/masculinity so he would def rock a tight sparkly dress, you would just have to find one that would fit him LOLL

(about to make a smutty blurb about sam with nipple piercings god thank you for putting that image in my mind @_@)

LOLL thank you for the thoughts though, keep sending them in i love your brain sm 💽 anon!!

[uglylittlebug]

IM INTERESTED ABOUT UR AU !!!MEE MEEEEE!!

Tell me everything! Or wait no, let's start slow.

1) how'd u come up with ur au and 2) how is everyones dynamic with each other and splinter!!

U said splints was an asshole so tell me about :))-🫘

RAAAGGHHH!! Alr, shit under the cut

1) I knew I wanted to make my own tmnt iteration, didn't rlly have any huge thots behind my ambition tho lol. I started designing the turtles and then I kept redesigning until I found something I liked (tbh I might change a few things as I go) then came other characters so that was fun. And then I just wrote a shit ton of notes in a shit ton of Google docs, note pads, and sketchbooks. I don't rlly know man, I'm just coming up with stuff as I go along

2) super excited u asked this bc I actually have stuff written down about it lmao

Bro dynamics:

Raph and leo

-they fight a lot, there is a certain misunderstanding between them. They don't seem to see how similar they really are

-eventually they will see it and their bond will grow

-leo doesn't understand why Raph is the leader yet he is the favorite

-raph gets frustrated with Leo but it's out of care for him and his loved ones

Raph and donnie

-they just get each other idk

-raph sometimes hangs out in dons lab and draws

-they both have issues with anger and lashing out but Raph is better at hiding it

-they constantly tell each other to fuck off, shut up, etc but it's always playful

Raph and mikey

-pretty much just rise raph and Mikey, just make Raph more like idk chill

-they like to cook/bake together

-mikey honestly helped Raph with a lot of things he was dealing with mentally

Leo and Donnie

-its a love hate relationship tbh

-obvi they care about each other but they just have a hard time expressing it

-leo doesn't rlly understand Donnie and why he is the way he is. He feels like he's just putting on a show and being way too sensitive about stuff

-eventually he will understand him more

-they dont always agree with each other

-donnie hates how devoted Leo is to splinter

-im not going to go into detail on this rn but there was a situation during training and it did not go well

Leo and mikey

-they fight the least but when they do its something, two dudes who dont have a hard time expressing their opinion but do have a hard time expressing themselves

-they always apologize after (usually) and will watch tv together or something

-will definitely get into some shit if left unattended

Donnie and mikey

-donnie likes his personal space and Mikey likes donnie's personal space

-donnie often lashes out on Mikey, similar to 2012 Donnie. But he apologizes and explains himself after

-mikey always seems fine but he is sort of scared of Donnie when he does lash out. He's seen what he does to himself (Donnie will bang on tables, stomp on his feet, hit himself, scratch or bite himself etc) and he feels dumb for fearing this but he is worried Donnie might hurt him

-donnie likes to ask Mikey a lot of questions for his inventions and stuff, Mikey likes to offer his input so it's like a fun little thing for them

Bros and splinter:

Raph

-2nd fav child

-splinter made him leader since he is the oldest

-splinter puts a lot of pressure on raph since she's the leader and the oldest

-when the turtles were younger Raph was the one taking care of the others. He hates splinter bc of that

-splinter always told Raph that he must protect the others (referring to Donnie and Mikey) because they are "weak" and "unfocused"

-raph knows that it's fucked up but is obviously still going to protect all of her siblings bc he cares about them

Leo

-fav child

-splinter sees the most potential in him bc he is the most focused, skilled, and obedient

-doesnt understand why splinter didn't make him the leader if it is clear that he is the favorite child

-even though he is the fav, he doesn't like splinter anymore than the others

-he knows splinter hurts them (emotionally and physically) but is too scared to lose his position as the favorite if he speaks up

-he feels that if it weren't for him being the favorite the others would be hurt more

Donnie

-is prob the least fav but it is unclear who is between him and mikey

-is ignored for the good things but if he screws up splinter makes sure he feels like a screw up

-things about Donnie that piss splinter off:

-focuses on tech rather than training

-"talks back"

-stims, physically and sometimes verbally

-sensitive to sound, texture, etc

-is clumsy and "constantly" getting hurt or sick

Mikey

-usually goes under the radar with splinter

-mikey is easily distracted while training so that upsets splinter

-mikey tends to cry when he's angry so splinter never takes him seriously bc he is "showing weakness"

I think that's all I have for now, ty so much for the ask tho!! I had a lot of fun answering it

[allieebobo]

THERE WAS A SHAY BKT SCENE????????? A LOSS FOR THE GALS AND THE GAYS (it’s me. i’m the gal and the gay that lost 😔😔😔) i’ll start a movement #bringbackshayBKTscene‼️‼️ tho i’ll prolly be the only proponent of it 😭😭 would be so cool to see tho!!

okay time to get down to business [cracks knuckles] SG/MSIA FOOD WARSSSS!!!!! bro u say sg never meant to be standalone but y’all 58 years oredi independent from us STILL no food of ur own?? must share share steal steal ah? tsk tsk

and u also say dump everything same taste? such a crude way of saying got unity of flavour, harmony even!! also ofc u put the tau kee and tau kwa in, the tofu will ABSORBBB the flavour haizz (tho i do see ur point lol can also have it on the side separately too!)

also lowkey agree w u chicken rice okay only :/ i love siew yuk and a good chicken rice chilli sauce but otherwise… meh ALSO i’ve never had a fantastic chilli crab they all also only okay the best part is mantou but that one get other places also can

but what do u have against hokkien mee 😭😭😭 it’s good!! got prawns too >:)

also pls note all the argumentative bits 🥊🥊🥊 are all lighthearted HAHAHAH

take care!!!

BAHAHAHA oh no I should've expected I'd lose this argument T.T

The "58 years oredi independent from us STILL no food of ur own?? must share share steal steal ah?" HITS ESPECIALLY HARD.

Creativity is not our strongsuit ok.

Copy correct answer is what we're good at.

Hokkien mee is MUSHY. "nuff said.

Also yeah, fried mantou is my fave, even though it usually means I can't eat any of the actual expensive dishes that were ordered cos no more space in my stomach. (Hehe, low maintenance).

But yeah BOO now we are at WAR and that's why I ignored you for so long until I finally decided to LOVE MY ENEMIES! (Jk I just saved this message as a draft and forgot to send it heh.)

P.S. yeah, there was a Shay BKT scene. Maybe I'll dig it up some day and share it.

[angy-mouse]

Puck Bunny Part 5

4.4k, sfw (maybe like 15+ for grab assery) I am finishing this god damn fic if it kills me

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When you agreed to come to the frat house so Sam could, quote, “treat your fine ass to some fine ass home cookin,” which you think means dinner, you had two concerns. The first was that every frat house you’ve been in before was a cesspool of spilled beer, vomit-filled shoes, and dirty underwear. But there was nothing you could do about that other than chuck a mini hand sanitizer in your bag. The second was not being able to find the house among all the other beta-kappa-thetas. 

“Well,” you mumbled as you eyeballed the giant ‘VAL-U WOLVES’ banner strung across the front of the house, “that solves that problem.”

You shot Niki a text that you’d arrived, as promised, and consulted your bag. Chapstick? Check. Lipstick? Also check. Travel perfume? You put on a spritz. Spare panties because you learned your lesson? You’ve got two. It’s go time.

You didn’t even manage to lift your fist to knock before the door swung open. 

“Yeah, I’m leaving, don’t get your thong in a twist- oh, woman alert.” Big brown eyes blink at you in surprise before a toothy grin spreads across the man’s face. “Ooh, you must be Sammy’s girl!” You start to open your mouth and he’s already grabbing your hand. “Nice to meet you, I’m the goalie, call me Ponk-”

You wonder if he realizes he’s still shaking your hand.

“You’re in for a real treat, Sammy’s in there cooking up a storm-”

“What are you babbling about out here, Ponkie?” 

You should be ashamed of the way you perked up at Sam’s voice. There was absolutely no world where you could be this attached to a man you’ve seen twice without losing all self-respect. But when he came around the corner he was wearing an unbuttoned polo with his worn jeans, flaunting his thick arms as he dried his hands, and you decided self-respect was overrated. And maybe that was okay, because he lit up just as much when he realized you were at his door.

“Get the fuck out of here, Ponk,” he hissed, smacking his goalie with the towel. 

You could see the conniving idea form on Ponk’s face, watching his grin curl into something evil before his arm wrapped around your shoulder. “Oh, but Sammy,” he cooed, “we have so much to talk about!”

“Goodbye, Ponk!”

“I could tell her about that time your cup-”

“Fuck off, Ponk!”

Giggles poured out of your lips as Sam yanked Ponk off of you to haul you into his own arms, clutching you to his chest like he hoped you wouldn’t be able to hear with his biceps over each ear. “Awe, but I’m having such a good time already, Sammy,” you gushed with purpose, laughing harder as you felt him swipe his towel aggressively over your shoulder. 

“Get the fuck out of here, stop giving her ideas!”

“I’m the reason you have this fucking house to yourself!”

“I don’t give a damn: you’re a pest!” 

“Oh, fuck off! We-” You got the sense he was talking to you, but when you tried to pry yourself out of Sam’s pecs, he just held you tighter. “Are gonna talk later, I promise you that!”

The sounds of him jogging away were muffled by Sam batting his towel again as if shooing a pesky fly. Only when Ponk was halfway down the street did he let go of you, and even then his hands stayed connected, trailing down your sides until he found a firm handle in your hips. His eyes softened as he peered down at you, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. “I’m sorry you had to go through that.”

His sincere tone had you snorting into his shirt as he waddled backwards so he could close the front door without letting you go. “He was nice,” you insisted. There was a messy pile of shoes by the door, so you toed yours off, rushing to talk over Sam’s insistence that you didn’t have to. “Sapnap and Punz had to go through my roommate embarrassing me, letting one of yours embarrass you is really the least you could do.”

“Ideally, you’d never meet the team,” he admitted. “They have too much dirt on us.”

“I think that’s exactly why I need to meet all of them.”

He feigned a heart attack to make you laugh, fingertips barely catching yours to tug you along. “Come on, trouble, I gotta check on dinner.”

You could smell the sauce as soon as you stepped into the kitchenette. “Smells good. What are we having?”

He dragged you all the way to the stove top, removing the lid on the pan like he was unveiling the next Mona Lisa as some country singer played from his phone on the counter. “Skillet lasagna. It doesn’t actually taste like lasagna, but it’s good and only takes one pan.”

“Can’t wait,” you hummed. He didn’t seem to be letting go any time soon so you squeezed around him, hand braced on his hip in warning until you were safely behind him, arms wrapped around his broad waist as you tucked your cheek against him right between his shoulder blades. “Hm… you’re warm.”

“I’ve been working.” You can hear the budding sarcasm in his voice, hiding your grin in his shirt. “Slaving away in the kitchen for you like some 50s neglected housewife.”

“And you look so good doing it.” You slapped his ass for good measure. “Oughtta get my belt for not having dinner on the table, though.”

“I might be intimidated if you’ve ever worn a belt.” A sauce coated spoon appeared over his shoulder. “Taste test for me?”

You have to press up on your toes and brace against his back to reach, barely wrapping your lips around the spoon. You blinked in shock as the tangy yet mild flavor bloomed over your tongue. Spices and tomato and the slight influence of the sausage simmering in the pan, all held together by the starchy pasta. “Oh my god.”

“Perfect,” he purred, twisting around to kiss your head in thanks. “I have to add the cheese, then I can play with you while it melts.”

The huff that escaped your lips contradicted the way you insisted, “I’m not a puppy you need to entertain.”

“Of course not: you’re a woman I need to entertain. I let you get bored, you’ll find someone else to make your bitch.”

 “I would never,” you promise, fishing for your phone when you realize that vibrating isn’t just your heart beating through your ass. “I’ve put too much time into training you already.”

His grin stretched impossibly wide. “Woof,”

“I’m sorry,” you winced, “it’s my roommate, it might be important.” Sam gave your hand a squeeze before letting you go. You stepped to the edge of the kitchen and answered. “Hey, Niki, what’s up?”

“Hand me to your toy boy.”

“... What?” You could hear the clatter of the bar she worked at in the background. Either she’d stepped out back or she’d just told everyone to shut up. 

“The phone,” she supplied like that answered any of your questions. “Give him the phone. I need to vet him.” 

You spared a glance to make sure Sam couldn’t hear her before turning your back on him. “Niki, I am not letting you interrogate my date.” Sam’s snort told you he most certainly could hear you, your face flushing red in response. “You only got to the other two because you happened to be with me.”

“I’m gonna keep calling until you let me talk to him.”

“I’ll put my phone on silent, I swear to god I will.”

“I’ll send a bouncer.”

“You don’t know where we are.”

“Your location is on, dummy.”

Sam’s hand entered your view, beckoning for your phone. “I’ll take care of it,” he promised gently. You bit back any scathing remarks and handed it over, watching him tuck it between his shoulder and cheek as he scooped out some ricotta into the pan. “Sam speaking…” He snorted. “Yeah, I like that a lot better. Boy toy present and accounted for… It’s a skillet lasagna. Noodles, Italian sausage, and lots of cheese in a tomato sauce… No, she isn’t, I asked her about food restrictions as soon as she agreed to the date… Of course, I have desert planned-”

“Christ,” you griped, hiding your face in your hands. “This is worse than having you meet my parents,”

“I’ve got ice cream and Little Debbie’s depending on what she’s in the mood for… Yeah, I thought we’d watch a little feel-good TV after dinner… I’m telling you, I’m on top of this shit, Niki. Alright, ‘preciate it. Yup, talk to you later.” You didn’t trust the grin on his lips as he hung up, and you trusted it even less when he reached past your open hand to slide your phone back into your pocket, hand staying cupped over your left ass cheek. “Niki says ‘hi,’” he reported, “and she approves of me so far.”

His snug shirt made his pecs look like the perfect place to bury your shame, so you gave into temptation and face-planted between them. “Anything else she say to utterly humiliate me?”

He gave you a comforting pat on the ass, clicking his tongue. “It’s sweet: she cares about you.”

You shook your head. “No, she just saw how shitty my taste in men is from the last time, so she wants to make sure I don’t bring a murderer into our dorm or something.”

A beat. A belated breath where you aren’t sure what to make of his silence. 

“... You know, Sapnap told me-”

“Oh, christ.”

Another pat. “Hush. Sapnap told me you do this. She likes you. She told me so. Accept it.”

“She did not.”

“She did. She said she trusted me to treat you well, so I told her I appreciated it, and she said she’d still get all the details from you tomorrow so not to try anything. People love you. You’re lovable. Deal with it.”

“I’ll suffocate myself in your chest, I swear I will.”

“Alright,” he relented with a dramatic sigh. “Too serious, I get it. I’ll let it go for tonight, but we’re gonna systematically increase your self-love before you know it.”

“Don’t gaslight me into loving myself!”

“I’ll do it,” he threatened, picking you up by the hips as easily as if he was plucking a flower. Your yelp only made him laugh as he set you on the counter, rubbing his hands down your thighs. “There you go, sweetheart, set you up sitting pretty for me,” he mused with a hum. You puckered at him, a grin threatening to break as he fell for it without falter, sharing a tender kiss with you. “Look so pretty tonight,” he murmured against your lips, pressing in for another kiss. “I love this dress on you.” 

Your lips tugged into a grin that spread to his as you felt his fingers skimming up the sides of your leggings, lifting your skirt with them. “Doesn’t seem like it,”

“Well, I love when you’re au natural, too. Ain’t nothing wrong with that.”

You shook your head, halfheartedly shooing him off of you. “What a goober.”

“Goober,” he snorted and gave your hips a firm squeeze. “Alright, well, this goober needs his taste tester. Gonna put you to work.”

“Let me have it,” you threatened with a grin, kicking your legs as he left your range. You were practically salivating as he plated up a healthy scoop and grated a white cheese over it. “Oh my god, literally, let me have it.” 

“I’m coming, I’m coming. God, so hard to satisfy you-”

“That looks cheesy, and delicious, and cheesy-” He slotted back between your legs, but held the bowl away from your reaching hands. “Don’t toy with me, Sam,” you warned. “You’ll lose a finger like that.”

Sam shook his head, but the sly curl of his lips betrayed him. “It’s hot,” he insisted, gathering a heaping forkful and blowing on it. “You burn that smart mouth and I don’t get to kiss you goodnight after dinner. Open up for me, sweetheart.” 

There was a deep need to quip something about that not being the first time you’ve heard that, but it was overridden by an even deeper need to absolutely destroy your body with copious amounts of cheese and pasta being hand-fed to you by tall, dark and handsome.

“Aah,” you permitted, welcoming the forkful like an old friend. Your eyes rolled back as the flavors exploded over your tongue, savory and just slightly sweet from the sausage, all perfectly wrapped in tomato and cheese. “So good.” The words came out around half a mouthful still tucked into your cheek, but he’s already getting another bite for you. You raced to swallow so you could laugh without being disgusting, fingers wrapping around his thick wrist, but it did nothing to impede his advance. “Sam-” He pressed the fork past your lips while they were open, a smug grin forming as he wiped some spilled sauce off your chin, sucking it off his thumb before he went for another bite. “It’s good, Sam- Sam!” 

<3E>

“I can’t believe you would do this to me.”

Sam’s hand on your back rubbed tender circles, an attempt to re-win your favor after this brutal betrayal. In what world could a man who does this to you still be considered a friend? Let alone a lover. You’ve been scorned, and you know what they say about when you do that to a woman. “I didn’t think we’d watch the entire series in one sitting.” 

“Why would they end it there?!” You buried your face in his neck, any shame lost when he’d insisted you watch TV from on top of him, and flinched at the stinging pain in your eyes. “Ooh, ow, I think that’s the first time I’ve blinked in a while.”

“Close your eyes for a minute, let ‘em readjust.” 

A rumble bubbled out of your throat as his fingers moved to massage the base of your head, your body melting further against him even as you insisted, “I should get going.”

The silence stretched for a minute, the only sounds in the room your content mumbling as he found more skin to rub. 

“... You could stay the night,” 

And, well, you didn’t know what to say to that. Of course, you could, but it was a matter of should. Staying the night in a frat house was usually something you actively avoided, and usually you were drunk as a skunk when you made that decision, so you had no excuse to falter now. 

Sam’s arms tightened just barely around you, lips pressing to your head. “I don’t like the thought of you driving home this late. The flocks of drunks will be on the road about now.” 

And there was your excuse. “I’ll stay.” You kissed the thick vein on his neck when he didn’t respond. “You’ll have to lend me a jersey to sleep in, though.” 

He pressed another kiss to your hair. “Sweater,”

“Oh, pardon me-” His chest started shaking under you as he silently laughed, spreading a smile across your lips. “I don’t keep track of all your silly little nicknames for things that already have names-” 

“Fuck off,” he wheezed, broad hand clapping down on your ass. “Go brush your teeth while I find you something to wear.”

You burrowed deeper into his chest defiantly. “I didn’t bring a toothbrush.”

“There’s a bin of spares in the bathroom cabinet: we’re not animals.” 

“Ugh!” Your palms slapped his chest, pushing yourself up. “Making me get up when I’m so comfy: it’s cruel!” 

“Oh, I know, darlin’,” he promised, hands snapping to your hips as you started wiggling. Your foot was stuck in the sofa crack. “I’m so mean.” 

“The worst.” You couldn’t reach out with the foot on the outer edge, you’d be sending your other foot deeper into the couch and if Sam saw you fight with a sofa you would simply die. So you wiggled the trapped foot free first. You just had to swing it over onto the floor, no problem, you’ve been walking since you were a baby- And you were falling. “Shit-” 

“Shit!” 

You realized, probably too late, that you weren’t in pain, and slowly peeled your eyes open. 

Sam shook his head from where he looked down at you, fingers splayed over the back of your head and the other arm braced on the coffee table, holding you both above the floor. “You are trouble, sweetheart,” he told you, but you couldn’t muster up any offense when he smiled at you so softly, lifting your head to his lips. “You alright?” You nodded, feeling yourself tremble, though you weren’t quite sure why. He’d caught you. You were fine. You just fell. Not a big deal. 

“Come back up here, sweetheart.” He hauled you back onto his lap- sitting this time, chest to chest. He pulled you tighter against him, hands rubbing up and down your back, as if he was trying to convince you to melt once again. 

“I forgot about the table.”

You meant to say thank you. Or maybe I’m sorry. Does your hand hurt? You hit it on the table protecting my head. 

“First thing I thought of.” 

You wondered if that was what he’d meant to say. 

He pressed a soft kiss to your lips. “Let’s go to bed, sweetheart.” He helped you off his lap this time, hand clutched in his all the way up the stairs and into his bedroom. You took it in- knew you had to distract yourself. Two twin beds on opposite walls, just like your own dorm. Surprisingly neat for the home of two guys, skates and sticks hanging from designated hooks on the wall over two stacked duffles, no clothes on the floor, beds made. You’d almost not believe Sam actually lived here if there wasn’t a Texas State flag over the window. 

“Aha!”

You dragged yourself back down to Earth, focusing back on Sam. Regret immediately surged. “No.”

He tried to pout, but he was about two feet too tall and a foot too wide for you to buy it. “You said you wanted my clothes for pajamas.” 

“I said jersey-” At this point the misuse of the word was intentional. “-not ‘Bigger in Texas’ boxers.”

“You need pants. What if Sapnap comes home? It’s his room, too.”

“I think Sapnap’s more likely to pounce me if I wear those.” 

Sam managed to sink an arm up to the shoulder in his dresser drawer as he heaved a great sigh. “Will you compromise with me?”

“Do I want to know what a compromise with you entails?”

He pulled out a pair with the Texas flag printed on them. “How ‘bout these?”

Your spider-sense went off: there was an opportunity afoot. “I’ll wear those,” you mused, “if you give me my panties back.” 

He put them back. “For that price, I wanna see you in the gag pair.”

“Flag pair, and I trade for the panties I’m wearing.”

“You’re a con artist,” he claimed, but handed them over anyway. He fished his jersey out of a different drawer and offered it as well. “Bathroom’s the only open door down the hall. I’ll go find what Punz did with them.”

“He said he hung them,” you threw out after him, shaking your head as boisterous laughter faded down the hall. 

You tried not to think while you stripped. You tried not to grin as you plundered the basket of still packaged toothbrushes and travel toothpastes with a barely legible, ‘thank you for your sacrifice’ post-it. You nearly succeeded, too, until you saw the mirror. 

… Should I leave my makeup on? 

The washcloth felt like lead in your hands as you worked it over. It’s not like they haven’t seen you bare-faced. You weren’t exactly dressed to the nines when they abducted you for movies and truck sex. Not to mention what you looked like after…

But he just saw you. You didn’t want to give him whiplash. But, if you walked into your dorm with clogged pores to please a man, you’re fairly confident Niki would slap you stupid. Of course, all of this is for naught if Sam is expecting something when you come out. Then again, you’re not sure trying to put you in boxers with ‘Bigger in Texas’ across the crotch was supposed to get you in the mood-

“Don’t be dumb.” 

You scrubbed over your cheeks as your internal voice changed. Niki was practically in the room with you- you could see her pouty scowl as she stood on one leg to kick you across the butt. “Mans saw you fucked to high hell after two different orgies, he can handle a little discolored skin.”  

You managed your entire routine with the meager supplies found in a frat bathroom, which should qualify you for a Nobel Prize of some kind, and consulted your wardrobe options. Options being in heavy air-quotes. The sweater was as nice as when he first draped it over you, maybe even more sans bra. The heavy fabric hung over your figure, loose and soft, brushing across your thighs as it settled. 

It smelled like Sam. 

The thought brought a soft heat to your face, pulling the collar up to your nose. Just to confirm, obviously! Just to see if it was just a musky fabric softener. To see if Sam really smelled like evergreen trees and cinnamon. 

You were totally stealing this thing. 

He probably had spares, right? Doesn’t matter: he could have to play in his boxers for all you care. Serves him right: he’s two-for-three on panty theft. Three-for-three if you count failed attempts. Fair trade. Sound logic.

Tap tap tap

You swung open the door. “Show me the warrant!”

Your panties dangled from his pointer finger, a quip on the tip of his tongue, before the coy curl of his lips fell away to a soft ‘o’. “Holy shit- I mean, hey.” A snort escaped you as he tried too hard to act cool, leaning against the door frame, the fabric of his tank top stretching across his chest. His lips curled back up, softer this time as he reached out and pinched your nose. “Don’t laugh at me! I forgot how good you look in my sweater- god-damn, baby, you ever thought about joining a women’s league? Or- Or a playboy calendar?”

“We’ll see how well you play this season,” you bargained, “maybe I’ll make you something.”

“You’re too good,” he praised, index giving a gentle tap under your chin to coax your lips to his. You hummed, pretending to really think it over, until he pouted at you, bottom lip soft and plush as he trembled it with purpose. 

You caved, smile fitting against smile, diving in for another as soon as you parted. “You’re cute when you pout,” you mumbled against him. 

“How dare you,” he countered, but still came back in for more. “Are you implying I’m not always cute?”

“You’re always handsome.” The lacy fabric slipped from his grip and into yours, hand splayed across his chest giving the gentlest nudge so you had room to breathe. You waved the underwear at him. “Maybe not when you’re stealing from me.” 

“Stealing!” His arm came around your back and dragged you into his chest. “I would never stoop so low-”

“You’re smothering me!”

“The fact that you could even accuse me of such a crime-”

“Oh my god!” His chest shook with muffled laughter under your cheek as you reached around to swing wildly at his butt. “I thought you wanted to go to bed.”

“Great idea, sugar.” One broad hand across your ass and one hooked behind your knee hoisted you up, legs snapping around his waist like second nature. “You’re so smart.” 

“I still haven’t put on your shorts.”

“Ah, you don’t need ‘em. It’d be a crime to cover up this cute ass of yours.” 

“Yeah, you’re a pain in that ass, y’know that?”

“I didn’t, actually,” he mused, tossing you onto the mattress. “Never knew that. Fascinating. Pick your side of the bed, sweetheart.” 

You pressed yourself against the wall and settled in, watching him skirt around the room. The bedside lamp got turned on, casting stars all over the ceiling. Close the door to the hall and turn the overhead light off. You had the thought to warn him of his pads on the floor the same second he stubbed his toe and let out a curse. “That was hot,” you drawled, a lazy grin stretching across your lips as he cackled, falling into bed beside you. 

“You know it, darlin’!” He slapped a quick kiss over your lips, pulling away before you could even return it, pulling his sheets up over you. “There, that’s better. You settled, sweetheart?” You puckered at him, but he only grinned back at you, lopsided and dopey in the dim light, stars dancing over the side of his face. “What’chu need, sweet girl?”

You puckered at him again. “Goodnight kiss.”

“Oh, I don’t know about that,” he pretended to muse, even as his arm came over your waist to pull you tighter into his chest. His nose dusting against yours. “I think I made dinner: you should be giving me goodnight kisses.”

“Mm, I think I can handle that.”

There were no fireworks. No fluttering butterflies dancing in your stomach or any other part of your digestive system for that matter. But there was warmth. The warmth of his breath in your throat and his arm around your waist. Of the covers over you and his leg creeping between yours. Your heart climbing out of your body and soaring into the sky. The settling realization that this wonderful man who made you a delicious dinner and insisted on holding you tight for an entire series wanted to finish your night with nothing more than sweet kisses under the artificial stars.

When he pulls away, you chase him, teeth capturing his bottom lip just for a moment. “I l- I like the stars.”

You’d meant to say something else. Something you absolutely, positively, cannot say right now. Possibly ever.

“Me, too.”

You wondered if that was what he’d meant to say.

[hetr0ph0bic]

Shuri and Riri them keeping what they got going on on the low but it’s actually very clear to everyone.

LOWLOW

tag shuri x riri

warning none fr fluff

summary Shuri and Riri them keeping what they got going on on the low but it’s actually very clear to everyone.

a/n hey yall this is a lil cute lil drabble its like 1k if you enjoyed show luvvvv thankyouuuu also if you see any typos.... no u didn't

*

the sun sits high, lighting up the courtroom. the regularly monthly meeting is in play. all counsel members sit in the 8 chairs. jabari tribe, golden tribe, border tribe, river tribe, mining tribe, merchant tribe.

riri and shuri sit in the middle of the throne circle, okoye stands behind them. using her kimoyo beads, she pulls up her notes. 

“so as for the golden tribe we do have a couple of renovations, we are sending kids to the river tribe to learn future crop skills. riri will have a designated full lab, it's scheduled to be done tomorrow. the queen's room is having renovations. also, the trade route with tribes is changing due to treaties from last month. we the golden tribe are amping up the number of orders from the merchant tribe and the mining tribe.”

okoye finishes speaking, all the member shake their heads in agreement. but confusion is planted on the two youngest faces. riri is the first to speak up. 

“im getting my own lab?!?” riri strains her neck to look up at okoye. the general giving a warm smile at her reaction.

“yes, we all see how cramped you two are getting in shuri’s lab. plus, with the new tech you two have put out, you deserve it” the general finishes with a smile, pearly whites shining. 

“ cool… why is my room being changed? and what’s up with riri getting a whole new lab, she's fine where she's at” shuri turns to look at okoye.

“your room is too small” the general gives a quick lipped answer back.

“it’s just me and fine” shuri continues, ignoring okoye’s wishes to dead the topic.

“the room isn't big enough for the two of you” she leans down into shuri's ear

“welllll i’m just saying that’s a lot. also, she stays in america… and we are just friends” shuri finishes 

“wow! uyaxoka!(you're lying!)” okoye break from the faint whispering, to yelling. her eyes pop out of her head at shuri. said girl springs out of her chair, she claps her hands.

“ meeting’s over! thankyou!” shuri hurries and bids her goodbyes to all tribe leaders. sensing the tension filled room, they quickly file out. a few noisy ones (m’baku) sicking around. shuri reaches for riri hands, and they start to make their way out of the throne room.

“friends! think you're slick… and you're not.”

“what” they say in unison 

“ms riri i truly don’t fault you, i put all the blame on shuri.”

“MEE?!?”

“yes you! must you always lie to us. YOU THINK I AM AN IDIOT???! HUH?”

“bast, no, no i don’t” shuri pleads, while nakia, ayo and ankea walk into the room.

“whats all the nois-” nakia starts, but m’baku stops her, “sshh shhh its getting good”.

“ oh i’m gonna go to haiti, i’m not looking for love, riri pshhh that’s just a sister” okoye continues in her best shuri voice. 

“i didn’t lie” shuri answers in a monotone voice. riri peels the panther's fingers away from her wrist. she goes to sit down, knowing this conversation is going to be long. nakia jumps in the conversation

“ you lied about going to haiti and went to riri- by the way i’m not mad! i think it sooo cute-

cute?” m’baku stands up from the chair. a strong finger raised at riri he yells

“CUTE? that small! puny! big headed! girl isn’t cute. she yelled at me on the phone! AND FOR WHAT?”

m’baku says to nakia, shuri and okoye break at the big man's yelling.

“ what are you going on and on about” okoye whines, walking into the room further.

“ i think the two were in bed” he starts by whispering. shuri takes her seat next to riri, they sit in the middle of the room. a small look is barely exchanged when m’baku continues his story.

“i called shuri, because she dumped all her work AS A QUEEN on me.” he turns his head to look at riri

“ and this little gremlin answers her beads. talking about ‘she said she busy, don’t make me get up’.”

m’baku finishes, silence filling the room. nakia is the first to speak up

“really that’s it, it’s not that bad” she says with a shrug

“THIS RIRI THREATEN TO BASH MY HEAD IN” 

“NO I DID NOT” riri finally springs up from the seat.

“MIGHT AS WELL! ‘don't MAKE YOU GET UP?’ those are fighting words!” he screeches throughout the courtroom. 

“you were bothering us” shuri shrugs, reaching up to riri’s wrist to pull her back down to the seat. as she plops down, okoye damn near loses her mind.

“ EWE! (yes!) EWE!(yes!) seee that” okoye shakes nakia while pointing at the interaction

“ that right there and then what about the dates?” okoye starts with shuri

“nope that's normal”

“…friends don’t do that, what about sharing clothes” okoye walks closer to shuri, anger and disbelief all over her.

 “okay that's even superrr normal for me” riri justifies with a smile. 

“oh wow riri the trader”

“im sorryyy”

“yeah but friends don't miss work, leaving their county in the hands of her incompetent brother, to rush home to the other one because they caught a cold.” okoye was in shuri’s face, they entered a battle of excuses and passive aggressiveness.

“really good friends do that, yes they do!” shuri defends. 

“oooo this is getting goood” a loud smacking sound breaking the argument as nakia and m’baku snack on a bag of chips.

“...friends don’t have to carry the other drunk friend out while trying to shush them- because the other is spilling the DISGUSTING….stuff they wanna do to them” the general ends with a disguised look at riri.

“ nope! key word drunk.” shuri springs up making okoye back up.

“waking up in the others clothes”

“that still doesn’t mean”

“DAMNIT SHURI WE SAW YOU TWO KISSING” okoye cries out. seconds pass and nothing comes from shuri.

“dang that's crazy” riri breaks the silence with a loud cackle nakia and m’baku following 

“oop” “that is so embarrassing” 

“like… we have cameras, and we can hear a lot from the entry at the dead of night. so you and drunk riri we heard it all.” okoye sighs, finally sitting down on one of the many chairs.

“ like i don't know why you are keeping it a secret, if anything im going to be the first one to know.”

“um actually no, i would be the first thank you!” m’baku argues

“oh right which is why you saw drunk riri getting carried through the door, or when our shuri needed riri when she could eat or sleep, or when shuri first got hurt she went to riri's dorm and not here… even when wakanda was hours closer…. you knew all of that?”

“ummm-” “right that's what i thought”okoye brushes him off.

shuri pouts “okayyy jikelele (general), but in my defense we have been taking things slow”

“yes very slow, and we JUST kissed” riri chimes in

“and i asked her to kinda keep it on the low because this is my relationship and i don't like people (m’baku) in my business” riri finishes glaring at him.

“yeah so just be chill, and stop acting like that! we aren't even married yet” shuri pleads as she gets up to leave the room.

“ehh who’s fault it that? hmm so we are supposed to act like your wife isn’t your wife- why isn’t she your wife ? she even helped with your paper work! she sits on our council meetings, she is VERY involved with wakanda. and she literally sits on the throne next to you, that girl is married”

“right like all of a sudden she cares about traditions and rules” nakia adds as they exit the courtroom.

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[redr0sewrites]

HI ROSEEEE I SAW YOU WANTED TO SEE WHAT PEOPLE THOUGHT OF YOU SO HERE (srry this is lowkey long)

idrk but i feel like youd be like that ONE supernice popular person, almost like the 'cool aunt' of your friend group(s)/school class(es). And plus your posts are super genuine and really js sweet so i bet anyone whos ur friend must literally be the luckiest person on earth, and i feel like your SEVERELY underrated bc your js a pookie. lowkey feel like your the kind of friend who somehow gets good impressions from EVERYONE even from the most judgy people on the planet. like super down to earth and people get jealous lmao, smh

i'm sure that your also very creative and have lots of ideas (well ya ig thats a given, you write SPECTACULAR fics and drawings jesus christ pls share some of your talent) and your very motivation-driven, like if you want something to GET DONE, your DOWN TO DO IT. no stopping you when you want to get something done!!!!

also i think your probably someone who tries to help others even though you might be in a tough spot. I get really caring, friendly vibes from you and was like ya, ur friends literally r the LUCKIEST PEOPLE ON THE EARTH (as specified earlier) but remember to drink water and take care of yourself too. Don't forget abt yourself too!!!

Either way, love your blog sm every post brightens up my day/night ilysm <3

-(one of ur anon buddies who wants to actually stay anon this time hehe)

AUYGEHEGHEGEE TYSM THIS IS SO SWEET????? THIS IS LITERALLY THE SWEETEST ANON MSG IVE RECEIVED THANK U SOO MUCH AKDJEJEH ITS SO NICE TO KNOW THAT YALL SEE MEE SO POSITIVELY 😭 ILYSM <3

[sluckythewizard]

SPOILERS FOR PD S2 EP32

MMyy GOOOODDD COULD I JUST RAMBLE FOR A SEC ABOUT WAVELEENENNGGTHHHH literally opening the fight with dakota by shooting him with GUNS!!! if dakota wasnt in his chaos form he woulda been hurt real bad. bullets hurt dude!!! and mark was SOOO READY to shoot his sons bestie. he had TURRETS READY. ARE U KIDDING MEE.. WHAT WAS HE GONNA DO IF DAKOTA DIDNT HAVE THE POWER TO TAKE BULLETS? LIKE I GET SHOOTING FOR A DETERRENT BUT TURRETS?? A RING O THEM??

YOU EVER SEE WHAT BULLETS DO TO A HUMAN BODY? BULLETS FROM A TURRET? THATS RAPID FIRE BABY!! THAT REDUCES MEAT TO MUSH!!! what was mark gonna do if his lil gadgets worked? if he actually managed to hit dakota with that ring of turrets. if he actually managed to reduce lil dakota into red splatters and end him once and for all.

i dont think mark HATES the prime defenders, but im sure he sure as sherbet is PIIIISSED at them for getting his son into this situation. i KNOWWW mark has already slaughtered thousands of innocents, setting up 'natural' disasters with the intent to take down just one guy, burying the incident in the deaths of many others. but the prime defenders are kids too, same age as his son boy!!! would that matter to him? i wish i could dig into this characters head more. what would be going through that funny brain o his while he stands over the gored remains of someone who used to be his sons friend? would he walk away feeling entirely justified? certainly there must be some sense of guilt, chewing away at him, making him wonder if he made the right move.

if he actually killed dakota, i doubt mato wouldve stood for it. probably woulda vaporized mark immediately. but if not, how would mark ever face the other prime defenders? how would they look at him?

all i have are QUESTIOOONNNSSS mark baby girl i gotta study you man

[sleephearts-archived]

💌 Send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart, and if you get five back, you must be pretty awesome. 💌

OUUU my darling , i was out when i saw dis but fank u 4 finking of mee (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) i remember dat u also had a job interview l8ly !? i hope it went well ! also hope dat leon is treating u like u deserve <3 if he ever gets up 2 any trouble j let me know n i will talk 2 him ( •̀ .̫ •́ )✧

[naomi-nana]

💌 Send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome. 💌

aaaaa noo wayy, tysm rinn!!💕 i saw this on ur blog and didn't expect for u to send it to mee-

you are also one of the nicest people i've known!! <3

[mercyedes]

💌 send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome 💌

!! HIII ANGELL <333 omg this is so sweet to wake up to thank u for thinking of mee ;u; <3 i miss interacting w/ all of you guys in the hbowar fandom so much this is me begging u to make a discord server just for your AUs/universes, i'd be the first to join even though i'm a silent stalker these days 😩

i don't want to spam ur inbox SO this is me sending you back this message 10x. you are one of the most genuine & kind-hearted ppl i have ever come across on the internet!

[beyondtheplenty]

//04 The origin in stone

_I can decipher the stone inscriptions which date from before the Flood. (0)

On a quest to conquer the seas and the unknown shores behind the horizon, one stumbeld upon the land of ceres. A new earth, without (known) landscapes, without bearings? (1) ThThe iris opens up the the unknown sight of the garden, But seeing is not caused by abstraction of species from color, but by color impressing itself on the sight. (2)

With manpower, one could double the land that one possessed; land could be acquired, and fallow land put to good use. (3) We thus fifind ourselves inside a new domain. (4) To honour whats is new and old, the migrant, sacred carrot tree was planted, and soon was realised that the fertile ground grew possible unknown heights, greatly surpassing the faint memories of the white flflowers under the endlessly warm and orange sun, in the shadow of year old olive trees.

When men are enjoying peace and security, blood is a rare sight. (5)

But the land did not stay forever like eden, and soon aftfter it transformed. Sometimes the cause is external, such as an epidemic, a severe drought, or a flflood followed by famine. (6) Here the event of the Flood, liberates the functioning of the natural explanation. (7) ThThe carrots, now orange under the sun of ceres, cease to grow beyond. the land now infifil- trated, laced with blood and forgotten memories of the past. Saddend, the carrot speaks to the welcoming soil:

You leftft and my heart was fifilled with water, waves of tears And I was asking the sea’s waist for a kiss I told the vine that weeping is not elegant, ThThat a man is not lost without a mail,

ThThat it is only a present from his hand. Love has to do with nothing of this.

Love appears to you on a little chair and says S S i i t t d d o o w w n n a a n n d d I I w w i i l l l l t t a a k k e e y y o o u u i i n n m m y y l l a a p p. . Sometimes, you get up and stand and climb up to the sea’s wardrobe And take a pile of love’s gowns. What you look like, dressed in love, Is what you are. My face in front of my face.

But love says: not with my beauty. ThThis is not my beauty, it’s yours, It’s not my lips, it’s yours, It’s not my dress, it’s yours.

I am your dress, your lips, your shadow.

If you are sad, then I am a queen of sorrows. And if you are sad, I am a knight of sadness. You are the heart, I am the chain. You are the night, I am the night’s necklace. If you cry, I am an ark, a silk handkerchief.

If you are happy, then I am a silver bed. (8)

But not long aftfter, the earth was dried by the orange warmth of the new moon. All that remained where chemical residuum of the ancient world. No more than a block of stone, (9) scattered. ThThe suffffering, however, is rendered endurable by interruptions; for the strain of extreme pain must come to an end. (10) An exchange must take place, a change of phase in this “space of transformation.” (11) At once, the tango at its heightend state, the kiss.

Materials feel, live and fall in love. And though they do not touch, like monads, they have no problem merging with other fifigures to become new and difffferent, like atom conjunctions. (12) ThThe individuation is a fact: for each atom, individuation is its own given existence, and for each compound, individuation is the fact that it is what it is a compound by virtue of a chance encounter. (13) He does not stop there, he gives the comparison another turn: however random they are, he says, the casual conjunction of letters and syllables will make words, therefore the chance mee- ting of atoms will necessarily form bodies. (14) It is as if the ground rose to the surface, without ceasing to be ground. (15) Once No more than a (blue) block of stone, (15) the gravestone, the statue of the Commander, better, the totality of Statues. (16) ThThe Rosetta Stone is constructed. (17) Made of Iraqi yellow sulfur, a cosmic entanglement of histrory, the iris and i’s have yet to see.

Bow down before him! (18)

[hoonvrs]

no bc the grade boundaries made me want to smash my head in and i found out i was 4 marks away from the next grade up in sociology 😹😹 tbh i didn’t even get the grades i needed to get into uni at all but i’m guessing cause everyone else did shit too they let me in 💀💀 BUT THANK YOU SO MUCH IM DOING PSYCHOLOGY (i’m laughing but i’ve actually forgotten everything i’ve ever learnt in psychology over the summer so)

i was out everywhere and doing everything last night i don’t even know how i’m awake rn i’m just sitting in the dark in my room 💔💔

WORD WORD WORD soca is MY ass shaking music and my friends don’t listen to soca music so they don’t know about it,, what made me laugh tho is i was actually just minding my business shaking my ass to this music and this guy must have been mesmerised bc when me and my friends left to the smoking area to get air this brudda followed us out to stop me for my snap and said ‘i noticed you from when u came in’ 🤨 then he always ended up near me on the dance floor like bro i’m not ur ting pls leave me alone ❌

seeing A* students getting low Cs cause the boundaries were RIDICULOUS was actually criminal😭 THAT WAS LIKE MEE i was two marks off a B *eye twitch* i wanted to scream

maybe ur personal statement was toooo good that they were like we HAVE to have you NOW👩🏽‍⚖️ PSYCHOLOGYYY why are u meee😭 dw all the lectures will remind u of everything and it’s genuinely sly for ppl who didn’t do psych a level cause they don’t explainnn 💀 they’ll be like ‘have u heard of milgrams experiment, yeah it’s based off that’ NO EXPLANATION

ik ur head is bbannngginggg drink lots of water bae

SOCA MUSIC IS THAT BITCH CAUSE IT BRINGS OUT SOMETHING IN ME😁😁 do NOT❌❌ turn on fever around me cause i AM WHINING ON UUU

it’s alw the men following u to the smoking area😭 like can’t even smoke in peace anymore🤕 ik he was waiting for u so he could creep behind🥴