#and I WAS LIKE

[hoshinasblade]

you are so close to gaslighting yourself into thinking that maybe, just maybe you have already told hoshina's mom in the past what your favorite tea is.

the problem with that thought is today was the first time you met the mother of your boyfriend.

you denied it in your head - for all you know, perhaps mrs. hoshina is just really a good at guessing. that, or you are going batshit crazy.

because at that very day, people you have met for the first time - people who may be friends with hoshina soshiro but are practically strangers to you - seem to be aware of small details about you.

captain ashiro complimented you on your blue dress after shaking your hands, saying it's obvious why it is your favorite color, emphasizing how it brings out the intensity of your eyes. even okonogi, who you know works directly with the third division's vice-captain, had a specific joyful aura on her friendly face as she offered to hang out with you in the future, mentioning how she is a fan of true crime documentaries too and suggesting in the same breath that you should try the pudding sold in the headquarter's cafeteria.

you could have let all of that go if only you did not blush like a teenager after hoshina's own older brother called you by your childhood nickname during family dinner.

"i'm sorry." hoshina's hand found yours, his thumb drawing patterns on your wrist. he knows you'd been on edge since morning, and although this is entirely your idea - meeting his friends and his family in one day - he wouldn't blame you if you're overwhelmed.

"they did their research on me or something," you tried to laugh the nerves away. it didn't work.

"ah." hoshina suddenly looked guity. " that. well -" he stopped for a moment, gathering his wits, choosing the right words to say. "i mean, it makes sense that everyone who actually knows me would know about you, really."

you wanted to joke as a response; you wanted to say that he's talkative and tends to yap for hours about stuff he loves so yes, people around him would naturally know things about you. but then you caught yourself because this is yet another confirmation of what hoshina soshiro had been telling you for months now - that you are someone he loves.

you did not know being known could feel this sweet.

"huh. do you reckon i can extort them for information about you next time?" this time it was your turn to grab hoshina's hand, and with your forefinger, you traced three little words on the warm skin of his palm.

[author's note: hello guys, i know i haven't been posting a lot anymore, but i am thankful to everyone who still remembers this blog - yes i can read your asks, yes i see that you've tagged me in a fic, yes i checked my notifications in this blog every now and then. it might take me long to respond most of the time so apologies in advance but please know that i appreciate all interactions from everyone.

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[this-lovely-universe]

She blushed. "Really?"

Open Starter: She didn't get the girl

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She smiled as Willa kissed her.

It was a joy she hadn't felt in a while. She enjoyed the feeling of being loved.

Until it got ripped away from her.

She shot up, looking around the Hermes cabin. She wasn't there. She was here, on the ground in a shitty sleeping bag. Her back hurt and the grief gripped her heart.

She was here, and Willa wasn't.

She didn't know what to do. Cry? Scream? Stew in it?

Oh, who was she kidding, all three options weren't exactly good in a cabin of sleeping people.

So, she got up, silently got dressed and went for a 3am walk.

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[notherpuppet]

Morning After

Part 2/4

Part 1 | Part 3

[hel7l7]

I'm too forgiving. I know.

[saltpepperbeard]

HI HELLO??? OFMD SEASON 2 BEHIND THE SCENES???????

[confoodles]

If I had a nickel for every time Mariah played a character that was incredibly attached to their phone to the point of putting themselves/others in harm's way because of it, I'd have 3 nickels which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened 3 times.

[aimseytv]

oddly specific references to old baby photos of us

[sleepymccoy]

For example, paracetamol is sold as Tylenol, Calpol, or Panadol (depending on your country) but I buy the generic paracetamol cos it's cheaper

Ibuprofen is apparently sold as Brufen, Advil, Motrin, and Nurofen

Aspirin doesn't count, the brand has lost most of its copyright internationally so people just sell as aspirin lol

[hikiclawd]

Hey... *looks at you with my big eyes*

alt ver. under the cut くコ:彡

[theamazingian]

Sonic, out of everything else is the world, inspires me to create like no other. I dunno why!! It was a curse I’m sure!

[lavendersins]

oh, they're not quiet at all.

[abyssruler]

with all the lyney hype i hope y’all aren’t forgetting the og babygirl⁉️

[stuffeddeer]

Dazai's playful grin falters as you chastise him once more, the words punctuated with his name. His last name, once again.

"Why don't you ever call me by my first name?"

Your playful attitude freezes at his question, your fake pout dropping as you turn slack jawed. "W-what?" A stutter passes through your lips as you just continue to stare.

"We've been dating for a few months now, and you never call me by my name." He plays off his words as a joke, something to fluster you, but with the way his fingers slightly pinch and pull at the edges of his bandages, you can tell he's being vulnerable.

An embarrassed blush decorates your face as you just continue to stare at him.

"I'd like it if you'd call me by my name, love." His flirting isn't helpful. From vulnerable fidgets to a cocky grin, Dazai (for once) inaccurately pegs your blush as a flustered reaction, likely feeling shy at the notion he'd now mentioned.

Inaccurate, because it wasn't a matter of not feeling ready, or close enough, but rather because-

"...What's your first name..?"

-you'd forgotten.

Dazai's eyes widen in a rare expression of genuine shock, his movements pausing at your timid question. The embarrassed blush decorating your face that had briefly fooled Dazai only began to grow.

You bury your face in the palms of your hands and let out a groan as Dazai begins laughing: a genuine, gut laugh that you rarely got to hear.

"It's Osamu," he says politely, not wanting to make you any more embarrassed. As you look up from the palms of your hands, you notice Osamu's soft expression and let out a sigh of relief.

You grin. "Nice to meet you, Osamu."

[barghest-land]

wip for another rdr2 sketch page (it's not all Javier i swear) but he just looks SO-

[moxymaxing]

if you give a fish a family