#and i'm watching it just cause of him. ngl it's hilarious and i laugh a lot but it's also torture cause it's dubbed so yeah hahah

[hughungrybear]

Me watching Only Friends Ep 7:

1. I still think Mew is a sh*tty friend for letting Ray leave when he is highly emotional, high (from drugs) and drunk just to deliver a perfect revelation to Top. That's effed up.

2. Well, look at Sand gaslighting Ray. C'mon, dude. You are at fault too. You know Ray is vulnerable but that didn't stop you from using him to get even with Top. This is the first time I'm feeling annoyed with First's character.

3. <after a minute> Oops, I take that back. Sand apologised and acknowledged his part in Ray's accident. I'm all good now. 😊

4. Oh, wow. Ray's dad IS an a**hole. Maybe he is the reason why Ray's mum drunk herself to death.

5. Oh, Cheum. You naivé little thing. This is what happens when we are too ready to believe in happy-ever-afters.

6. Ooh, Mew the psycho is coming. Can't hardly wait.

7. Oh-oh. Boston figured it out. Nick, you should have created a backup plan for this scenario during your free time instead of wasting your time thinking of how you can get Boston to commit to you.

8. Oh, Nick. You poor, lost sod. This isn't a surprise. Boston has told you time and again that he will not commit. Why did you think you will be different?

9. I got distracted by the quote on Mew's red shirt. "Friends don't let friends go. To Stanfund". What? 😅

10. Well, well, well. I have to admit, Top nearly had me on the first half of his apology. And then he goes on to say that he doesn't care if Mew and Ray f*cked, he just wants a second chance. Boy, if you really don't care, you shouldn't have mentioned it. You were so close to looking sincere 🤦��♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

11. Mew, I understand the sentiment. But don't go burning your apartment in the process 😅😅😅

12. Puppy dog eyes-Ray is back. 😅😅😅 Sand, you really are in trouble. 😂

13. Addicts always are in denial, Ray. You really should consider getting some help. Also, "chill out and talk about life's problems" is so freaking hilarious and depressing at the same time.

14. Oh, shut up, Mew. You also caused Ray's accident.

15. No, Ray. Stop. Go back to Sand.

16. Boston being Boston. No sincere apologies - just plain a**holery. He did deserved that kick.

17. Let's face it - Nick, Sand did you a favour. There is no redeeming Boston. He will never love anyone but himself. No great loss there.

18. Wait, is there a possible Mew/Nick collab? But Nick is still balls-deep in love with Boston. I don't think he will be up for a true revenge against Boston.

19. So, that's why we had Drake in the first episode? Niiice. Mew, what are you up to? 😳😳😳 Oh, I thought we are going to have some revenge s*x lololol nvm, just stealing Boston's vid.

20. It's official. Psycho Mew finally unleashed.

21. The audacity of Boston to beg Mew not to release his s*x video for the sake of "friendship". Ngl, I laughed. 😂

22. Look out, Cheum. Your friend group's personal issue (Top) is here. 😅😅😅 Also, Cheum spraying water to stop the fighting is 🤌

23. No. Just no. Ray, just stop it. Mew stay the fvck away from Ray. Stop making decisions when you're all emotional/pissed off. That's not gonna end well.

Well, gods damned. Looks like Mew will use Ray as a rebound. Ray will still continue on his destructive path and will drag Sand with him. Also, a possible new love for Nick? Oh, I hope so.

[cloudcountry]

ASHJDAJSHWAAA THANK YOU FOR LIKING MY STUFF SO MUCH,, 🤧 AND YOU THINK I’M ADMIRABLE?? NO U 🫵 /pos /gen

KJFCGDF YES MUSICAL DUELS SOUND SO COOL BUT KINDA HILARIOUS AT THE SAME TIME,, But this actually brought a small idea to mind!! What if Beethoven and Mozart did a piano duel,, I think it’d be really cool to watch! It’d be two musical geniuses going at each other- Mozart, on one hand, is undoubtedly a music prodigy and genius, and wrote what’s estimated to be over 800 works. However, Beethoven is a master at improvisation, and he’s no slouch, either. And he’s got that perfect pitch 👌  Mozart began composing at five. Beethoven started playing publicly at seven. So I’m just imaging these two going absolutely ham on the keys,, Beethoven would find it an honour to duel against him, ngl

And unfortunately Auburn, I did it again,, I made an impulsive decision. I decided to make Picrews of Beethoven 🧍‍♂️ 

Not that many though!! Although, I did make a small compilation of different Picrews of him that I wanted to share,, 👉 👈  (Also, I'm so sorry, but you're going to have to copy and paste the links if you want to see them,, Since I'm anonymous, links don't work- I'm hoping they work though!!)

https://i.postimg.cc/G3xgBVsN/241783-5r-TPl-J0n.png (First ever Picrew of Beethoven!)

https://i.postimg.cc/wB7TFf4p/404676-JWIe4-Rww.png (Trying to brush up his appearance 1/2)

https://i.postimg.cc/NG5CYWLX/625876-Pcdx7-O9k.png (Trying to brush up his appearance 2/2)

https://i.postimg.cc/90VBG7mv/1727751-r-I0-Ximtw.png (Hair down and no glasses)

https://i.postimg.cc/hjRvj8MR/514716-s-ATJKGUh.png (MC and Beethoven)

https://i.postimg.cc/k4CM9JXn/1906920-n-A3m-ZL2-G.png (I tried making him smile for once, cause he’s always usually frowning,,)

https://i.postimg.cc/SNmrR3xV/186583-RMCYjo-IY.png (Also tried a hand at making a Child Beethoven- he turned out way cuter than I expected!)

https://i.postimg.cc/tTDbjFM5/1855819-e55-Nxnez.png (My most favorite Picrew of Beethoven to be honest,, >v<)

Oh, and I just found out a not-that-fun fact,, So, you know Beethoven’s dad? I found one more reason to beat him up- So, Beethoven was born on December 1770. However, his father made him think that he was actually born in 1772, making Beethoven believe that he was younger than he actually was. When Beethoven’s first public performance happened, he was seven and a half years old, but his father announced to the public he was his “little son of six years.” (Six years old was actually when Mozart debuted for Empress Maria Theresia, and he wanted his son to be recognised as a child prodigy like him.) He wanted to make his son to be more in demand in the music circle. And Beethoven himself thought he was born in 1772 for a good portion of his life, too! He believed his father’s lie, and it was only when he was confronted by official papers by did he discover the truth. 

So, not only was he very abusive, Beethoven’s father lied about his age, both in public and even to his own son,, And he didn’t even tell the truth, either!

(I won’t lie, this could actually be one of the foundations on why Beethoven hates dishonesty and lies,, Because the thing that made his music career catch attention was based on a lie, and he himself believed that lie for a good while,,)

Jackdaw Anon 🐦

WE CAN BOTH BE ADMIRABLE THEN!!! BECAUSE YOREU SO COOL AND I GET SO !!! HAPPY !!!! WHEN I SEE YOU IN MY INBOX WHA!!!! JUMPING UP AND DOWN RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

i would pay real money to see them fight each otehr on the piano. it would be amazing and i think i would laugh really hard if beethoven started shaking at the end because he just technically performed with mozart and thats his IDOL SOBBING

ALSO WHAT DO YOU MEAN UNFORTUNATELY!??!!? PLS WE LOVE IKEVAMO BEETHOVEN HERE

pls i was oohing and ahhing at those picrews my whole look-through THEYRE ALL SO GOOD SHAKING YOU AROUND VIOLENTLY

his dad is sucha BITCH and like?? SEVEN IS STILL A CHILD. THATS AMAZING. AT SEVEN??? I WAS TRIPPING OVE RMY SHOELACES AND GETTING SCARPED UP AND SWALLOWINGR OCKS WHEN I WAS SEVEN CMON MAN. i can see that beinga source of trauma fo rhim yea,,,, its like he didnt even know himself :(((

[volleychumps]

Heyy idk if this'll make sense but,, I'm ugly (or at least not as pretty as others) and a lot of times guys would be dared to say "oh my friend likes you" while laughing at me. It made me very insecure growing up and makes me suspicious of compliments now... idk if anyone can relate but can you write a fluffy comfort scenario with Bokuto, Kageyama, or Tsukki? Maybe with reader laughing at a confession because she thinks it's a joke or something? Thank you, I love your work and stay healthy ❤️

Aw bby~ I’m sure you’re absolutely goregous <3 hope you enjoy your request!

Insecure S/O Reacting To a Confession (Bokuto, Kageyama, Tsukishima)

This is set in a time in which you’ve developed trust issues because a confession before had been a joke- so a little angsty ngl 

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Bokuto 

“She’s not coming, is she?” 

“Calm down. You told her to meet you after school- the bell let out less than five minutes ago.” Akaashi’s voice sounded through the spiker’s phone as Bokuto releases a bigger sigh than he expected. Nervousness tingled through his muscles while the burly boy seemed to tremble in both excitement and fear for what was to come, leaning against one of the many exits to the school as golden eyes scoped the area for your figure. 

“Today’s the day, Akaashi, I just know it!” 

“Yeah. You said that yesterday. And the day before that one. Not to mention every day for the past month-” 

“I think she’s coming!!” A hand slipped out of his pants pocket as he pushes off the wall giddily. 

“Well, be careful- I don’t know if you heard about it, but-” 

“See you at practice, my #1 Wingman!” 

Bokuto ends the call, the last thing he hears being a sigh of Akaashi’s at his abrupt cut off. That could wait. A growing grin began at Bokuto’s lips as you, confused, approached him with a crumpled paper in your hand- looking as beautiful as ever in the eyes of the ace. 

“Bokuto-san...?” 

“You made it!” 

He couldn’t see the hesitation in your steps, or the nervousness in your movements for the national-known volleyball spiker had his gold eyes downcasted at his feet, a hand nervously coming up to rest on the back of his neck as he internally prepares himself. 

“Was there something you needed from me?” You wrung your hands out, biting your lip as you seemed to fidget in place, the scenario being all to familiar with what you once had to go through. However, you knew better- it just simply wasn’t possible. 

Bokuto was always friendly towards you, but previous events had placed a limit in your head on just how far that friendliness just happened to extend. Until- 

“Y/N...do you maybe want to go out with me?” 

Your jaw slackened a little as you still in shock, watching as the boy you thought was eons out of your league blushed a little, squeezing his eyes tight as the question came out rushed, the words fumbling over each other. 

But you still heard it. 

Your chest sunk and heat flamed in your cheeks as you push out your first instinct- a laugh. A laugh bubbled up in your throat at the question, and Bokuto opened his eyes, confusion and anxiety rising in his stomach at the sound that still made his heart race. Nervously, he began laughing too. 

“Alright.” You make out between giggles. “Who put you up to this?” 

All laughter stopped on his end as you continue to giggle, but your eyes were a tad bit poignant as your fists clenched at your sides. Bokuto straightens, furrowing his brows at the ridiculous question. 

“What do you mean?” 

“I mean, this is a prank right?” Your voice wobbled. “Was it Rui? His friend Droy?” 

“Y/N, what-?” 

“You shouldn’t play with girls’ feelings like that, you know?” You continue, smiling yet your eyes screamed of another story. “But in my case, it’s funny- right?” 

Bokuto blinked, mouth agape at the accusation in your words as you take a shaky breath, trying not to show weakness as Bokuto takes a careful step in front of you. Was this what Akaashi was trying to tell him? 

“Y/N, I’m serious!” The ace exclaimed, causing you to finally meet his eyes with your slightly watery ones. “You’re absolutely goregous, there’s no way this is a prank!” 

“Y-You’re taking this too far...” 

“I’m not, because there isn’t anything to take!” Bokuto grabs your hand in his, intertwining your pinkies as you can’t help but smile a little at the childish gesture. “I promise you, Y/N, I like you! Way too much, I’ve been trying to tell you for the past month now, but...you scare me. In a I’ve-never-had-these-feelings before kind of way.” 

You find yourself leaning into his palm as Bokuto smiles, golden eyes gleaming genuinely as he cups your face. “Who made you think of yourself this way?” 

“N-No one in particular...” You lie, looking off to the side as you feel yourself being tugged gently into the sweet boy’s chest, causing you to yelp a little as Bokuto crosses a boundary, digging his face into the juncture between your neck and shoulder. 

“Please.” You stop trying to push him away at the sincerity in his voice. “Can I change that? I can. I promise you I can, if you give me a chance!” 

Shakily, you look up to the sky, feeling Bokuto’s warm breath on your neck as he spoke, wondering if this was worth learning to trust again, your arms wrapping around his mid-section as you did so. 

Your voice quiets, cracking slightly as you hold him back just a little tighter. 

“One chance. Don’t let me regret this.”

Kageyama

“This is ridiculous, you moron!” 

“Trust me, she’s gonna love it Kageyama-Kun!” Hinata flashes his setter a big thumbs up as Kageyama groans, glaring into the bouquet of flowers with pink dusted across his cheeks. After Hinata had snuck a horribly written note into your shoe locker- Kageyama couldn’t put his confession off anymore, much to the setter’s dismay. Admiring you from afar had been enough, and confessing you face to face had once been a daydream- 

“Can’t I just, you know, text her?” The raven haired boy attempts to escape one more time as Hinata points a finger to the spot where he was standing stubbornly. 

“Nope! As if you could get her number anyway-”  Hinata dodges the hit coming his way with ease, sidestepping as he continues his tangent. “So you’re going to stand right there and wait for Y/N-chan to come! I’m going home now, and tomorrow- you better have a newly minted girlfriend!” 

“I should’ve never asked you for advice.” 

“See you tomorrow, and you’re welcome.” 

Kageyama scoffs, snarky reply falling on silent lips as Hinata mounts his bike and takes off before he can get it out, leaving the blue-eyed setter standing at military position near the courtyard, red roses tightened in his grasp around the less thorny areas. He hoped Hinata was smart enough to not mix up the two locations.

“Kageyama-Kun!” 

Said boy almost drops his flowers when you round the corner, now changed out of your school shoes as Kageyama swallows- a futile attempt to aid his now dry mouth. You took small steps towards him as you find a lump growing in your throat at the scene before you, memories flashing in your mind at what once had been. 

Regardless, you managed a tight smile as Kageyama blinks once. Then twice as if to make sure this was really happening. 

“You...wanted to see me about something?” You question formally, ignoring the red hue of the roses as Kageyama stutters out a response, bright blue eyes darting all over the courtyard. 

“I...um....you are....UGH-” 

In any other circumstance, you might’ve found this cute- but the only thing you could think of was how good he was at acting. 

“Take your time.” Your eyes dim down a little as the familiar unease rises in your stomach. 

“D-Date!” Kageyama manages, the pink on his cheeks now turning into a bright red. “I want to g-go on a date with you...!” 

You press your lips together as a heat pricks the corner of your eyes, the one image you didn’t want to remember blurring perfectly over the one in front of you. 

.... Again?

Kageyama curses, offering you the roses with one hand shakily as the back of his hand covers his mouth, blue eyes seeming to glare off to the side in utter regret. “I heard you like flowers, s-so....”

“You don’t need to do this, Kageyama-Kun.” You find yourself saying, surprised at how stable your voice was as Kageyama’s arm slackens a little, the bouqet lowering in height as he takes in your words- in his case, your response. 

“It’s cruel, you know? I get it- you’re popular, attractive, and people want to be your friend- but this? I know I can’t be with someone like you the way I am now, so you have to show me firsthand?”

“Huh?” 

You chuckle humorlessly at the genuine confusion in his voice before laughing a little. “It’s hilarious, isn’t it? Poor, naive, ugly girl believes for just a second that the boy she likes wants her back.” 

Kageyama’s eyes widen a little, still trying to process what you’re saying as the roses fall slack at his side. But the only thing he’s able to get out, is- 

“Wait, you like me?” 

You spin on your heel, flustered you admitted it, before beginning to walk off. 

“Goodbye, Kageyama-Kun.” 

“W-Wait!” Before he can stop himself, he finds himself grabbing you from behind to stop your leaving, your eyes widening as the bouqet of flowers remains tightened in his grasp as he does so, your back against his chest. The aromatic scent fills your nose as he successfully stops you from going anywhere. 

“I-I don’t know why you think you’re ugly or any of those things, but you aren’t.” Kageyama mumbles quickly, and you’re shocked to see that he’s trembling at the touch. “But I wasn’t lying, or trying to play you. I want to go on a date with you...and if you like me too, there shouldn’t be an issue, right?” 

“Shit!” Kageyama releases you right away, and you step away subconciously as you find yourself believing him, a hand over the clothed part of your chest as you do, cheeks blooming with a pink of their own. 

“...I think I’d like that.” 

“Like what?” Kageyama questions obliviously as you groan, blushing in a way that made the setter want to admire you even closer than from afar. 

“The date, don’t make me say it!” 

The blue-eyed setter releases a sigh of relief, his heart being sent on an emotional rollercoaster coming to an end as he chuckles the slightest bit at your embarrassed stature, offering the roses again in a now relaxed-manner. 

“Right. So can you maybe take the damn flowers and be my girlfriend?” 

Tsukishima

“I regret this. I’m going home.” 

“Tsukki! No!” Yamaguchi whines, pulling on his friend’s sleeve for the second time in six minutes. 

“She isn’t coming. Waiting outside her classroom is creepy anyway. She might’ve even already gone home.” Tsukishima says straight on, glancing at his childhood friend before the freckled boy could interject. “What are you even doing here?” 

“Moral support!” 

“Yeah, could you maybe...do that somewhere else?” 

Yamaguchi sniffs once, frowning. “I get that you’re nervous, Tsukki, but don’t take it out on me. Text me later and send Y/N my regards, okay?” 

“I’m not nervous.” The tall blonde claims, swiping through his playlist when in reality- the butterflies in his stomach said otherwise.

“That’s all you got out of that?” Yamaguchi sweat drops, shouldering his bag a little more before waving as he begins to walk off. “Be nice to Y/N!” 

“Wasn’t gonna kill her.” Tsukishima mumbles to no one as he’s left by his lonesome in the empty school corridor after school had ended, mostly everyone leaving or going to attend their club activities. He knew from Yachi who shared your class- that you stayed a little after school to study for a bit before leaving. 

Tsukishima had discovered about his emotional surge towards you when you had visited practice one day to drop off Yachi’s notebook- only to notice you more and more each time you had passed him by to the point where you would smile and wave while greeting him by name. Soon, all other girls seemed to become see-through, leaving you bright in a sea of unfamiliar heads. 

“Crap!” You stumble back, a relieved laugh filling the corridor as the blonde blinks, wondering how he had gotten so lost in his thoughts he hadn’t even seen you emerge or make himself known. 

“You scared me, Tsukki!” You whine, shifting your bag upon your shoulder before blinking in confusion. “Wait, what are you doing here? Is the volleyball club off today-?” 

“Go out with me.” 

Your breath hitches at the sudden attack. 

Tsukishima remains indifferent, thankful he was able to even say it, as he shoved his hands in his pockets, eyeing you seriously through his spectacles before you find yourself back there again. Back where your trust was stripped and your pride was stomped on before you smile- a smile that was anything but cheerful. 

“That’s not a very funny joke, Tsukki.” You laugh a little, hand tightening around your bag strap as you refuse to meet his eyes, your gaze falling on his shoes as you become overwhelmed with past events. 

“I’m not joking. Go out with me.” He repeats, not asking, but in a way where it sounded like he was basically telling you. 

“...How far are you willing to go?” You feel wetness brim your eyes, but your smile still remains- shaky yet present- as your voice cracks differently from the way you used to call his name. 

“What the hell are you-?” 

A smirk and multiple laughs ring in your head from your memories before you finally snap. 

 “Stop screwing around, alright?”

Tsukishima’s brow quirks up once, and in the next few moments, you gasp as your back is suddenly touching a nearby locker- Tsukishima’s hand resting by your side to create the illusion of entrapment as he leans in to you, and you don’t have to look up to know that his gaze was searing into you with a mixture of frustration and something else you couldn’t pinpoint. 

“Who’s screwing around?” His voice was quiet and irritable, and you swallow the lump in your throat as a few stray tears slip. 

“I’m just a joke, right?” You mumble, barely audible as you breathe in his scent from decreased proximity. “You boys always toy with girls like they’re your little playthings-” 

“Are you talking about that shitty prank that bastard pulled on you a few months back?” 

Your eyes snap up before you can stop them. “You...know about that?” 

“Why the hell are we here wasting our breaths on them?” Tsukishima questions, irritation evident in his tone. “I don’t do these kinds of things, ever, and you seriously think I’d be here telling you I like you as some kind of shit joke? Give me a break.” 

You blink, believing his harsh words as Tsukishima sighs, relaxing his neck so his head falls on your shoulder. 

“On the bright side you finally looked at me. Understood, I hear you loud and clear.” 

You bite your lip when he moves to step away from you, your hands clasping at the sides of his shirt before you can stop yourself. 

“I...I’ll go out with you, Tsukki.” 

The blonde’s eyes widen a fraction as you bury your head in his chest. 

“Just...please please don’t be like the others.” 

“I thought I told you.” Tsukki’s pointer finger prods at your chin, causing you to look up at him as he leans down so your noses brush. 

“You’re wasting your breath on the wrong thing, Y/N.” 

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[catzula]

Focus (on me)

Request (by anon): Congratulations on 400 followers! Can I get Oikawa with 34 from your prompt list? As fluffly as possibe and maybe lil suggestive please :)) THANK YOU!

A/N: Of course, and thank you sm for participating in the event! This was so much fun to write ngl since I’m in love with this dude, like I can’t even explain. I hope you like this!

Warnings: one curse word, is it suggestive? jelaous Oikawa beware / first time I wrote something this short, it’s 1.3k

Synopsis: Your boyfriend isn’t very happy about you spending so much time on a school project with this guy, and he is determined to get your attention somehow

( [F/N] stands for friend/name! )

You didn't know why your teachers were suddenly obsessed with making break-out rooms or group projects, but it was getting frustrating at this point. 

You had at least two projects from almost every subject, and you never even found the idea amusing or rational. Group projects were time-consuming, annoying, and especially hard for socially anxious people. 

You were at least glad that you were paired with someone you knew this time, unlike your past two experiences of being paired with people you only knew by name and nothing else. So it might've been true that you were a little more enthusiastic about working with [F/N] since you always liked him a bit more than you did others.

You both got along perfectly, had much in common, and you often found yourself bursting into laughter at something he said, laughing till your stomach ached. 

Of course, none of this went missing from your boyfriend, Oikawa. 

At first, he was also glad you finally got to do a project with someone you liked. He laughed when you laughed, watching you with a warm gaze as he sat in the corner of the room till you finished the project or said it was enough for the day so you could go cuddle watch a movie with your boyfriend after.

But then he noticed your meetings started to get longer and longer, well aware of how you often swayed from work and had a conversation instead. And when you weren't on a zoom meeting with him, Oikawa found you texting each other. Of course, it was nothing serious, harmless, friendly texts and memes (he had to admit the guy had taste... the memes were hilarious), and it was mostly about school or how you were doing. And even though knowing all that couldn't stop him from getting jealous, he couldn't simply go and tell you he was jealous, could he? 

So he decided to solve this his way.

"Hey babe," Oikawa entered your room, his voice loud and the word 'babe'  emphasized so the guy could hear clearly. "Oh, hey, Tooru." You answered back. You were sitting on your bed as you took notes to the notebook next to you. The guy was also doing the same on the other side of the screen.

Even though you didn't greet him back with 'babe' like he hoped you would, he was still grateful for the smile you offered him. "Are you still working on the project? The one about that book you read? What was its name again... Brother's something?"

"Brother's Karamazov." The guy corrected Oikawa, causing him to make a face as he wrinkled his nose in distaste. "Yeah, that." Oikawa muttered as he settled beside you on the bed.

"Tooru? Did something happen?" You couldn't help but finally ask when he stood quiet and watched you and your friend work, pouting or huffing whenever he talked. 

"No? Does something needs to happen when I visit my girlfriend?" Your boyfriend protested (once again emphasizing the girlfriend part), taking your free hand between his larger ones as he played with your fingers. "Well, no, but I've never seen you so interested in my projects." You told him with a giggle, smiling softly when he started to draw hearts on your hand with his fingers.

"Well, maybe not your projects, but I'm interested in you." He muttered to you with that look that sent shivers down your spine. "Tooru!" You told him with widened eyes, your gaze flicking to your screen in embarrassment. 

"What are you doing?" You hissed between your teeth when he leaned even more towards you, causing your friend to fake a cough in awkwardness. "I'm just showing what's mine." Your boyfriend growled back, only then making you realize what this sudden possessive behavior was.

"Tooru?" You snickered, not able to suppress your mischievous smile, "are you, perhaps, jelaous?"

"Do I look jealous?" He asked, but the angry look in his eyes had already answered for him. "I'm sure he got it." You whispered, "Just let us do the project, 'kay?"

Even though a pout formed on your boyfriend's lips to your answer, he still shook his head and retracted a bit further away from you, not, however, dropping your hand.

"Um, where were we again?" You asked embarrassedly, since, even though you acted like it didn't, your boyfriend had affected you a lot. "We were talking about (...)"

"Oh, yeah. So as an argument to that, we could say-" You hitched a breath in when you felt something soft and warm on the tip of your fingers, something that oddly reminded you of Tooru's lips. You sent a glance at him, only to meet with his dark brown eyes, looking at you sneakily despite the innocent smile on his lips your fingers were tracing, and knowing damn well what he was doing.

"What?" He asked innocently. "You should concentrate, baby."

You cleared your throat, "Y-yeah, um, as I said, we can argue about how in Dimitri's trial, Foyodor... Um, I- I mean-" You gritted your teeth at the soft lips tracing your fingers, leaving trails of kisses on your palm and wrist, climbing it's way up.

This was torture. Pure torture, how you didn't know where the next kiss was going to be, how slow and soft he was kissing you, how you needed to focus but couldn't, and that was exactly what Tooru wanted.

"Tooru!" You whined, turning your microphone off, when his lips climbed up your arm, getting closer and closer to your neck. "What? I'm not doing anything!" He protested. "And you should be focusing." He emphasized the word focus. 

Yes, focus. Focus on me. Oikawa thought as he smiled slyly and kept climbing your arm with kisses that drew you mad. 

"Hey, Y/N- are you okay? You sound a little... flustered. We can do this later, too." Your friend told you, of course, Oikawa purposefully stood out of the frame, so your friend only saw you.

"Yeah, Y/N, are you okay?" Oikawa asked, looking at you from underneath his lashes, his lips now almost on your shoulder. 

"I'm- I'm okay, let's continue." You gritted your teeth as you turned your microphone on, hoping Oikawa would stop before he moved even further since if he even moved an inch, your friend would be able to see him and his mischievous smile, something Oikawa had wanted from the start.

You held your breath when Oikawa's lips traced your shoulder, making you shudder under his touch, his now a few shades darker eyes locked on your computer screen, at your friend who was watching him with widened eyes and a red face.

"I- um, this is probably not a right time, so maybe we should postpone..." your friend muttered, making the lips that were now on your neck thug upwards.

"I'm- you're right, I'm sorry about this- hey!" You warned your boyfriend when he bit the soft skin of your neck, but you heard him giggle in answer. 

"I'm gonna get back at you for this, asshole." You told him just before his lips closed on yours and made you gasp under his touch. Eyes automatically closing and arms wrapping his neck as you pulled him closer, you had already forgotten your friend's presence, melting into the kiss. But Oikawa was more than aware of him watching you with widened eyes, and even though he loved to see the defeated look in his eyes, this cute, flustered face of yours was only for him to see. 

So without breaking your lips apart, Oikawa averted his eyes to the screen, a snicker making him smile into the kiss as he clicked the red button, finally able to give you his full attention.

[tangledinmdzs]

Hiya! I'm not sure if your taking requests, but can I request the LXC or poly WangXian (whichever you want^^) with a cosplayer s/o? Like one day they need something and walk in to them in full costume making tiktoks, then find out their job is a social media influencer? Thank you sm!!

Your blog is so addictive ngl💕💕

hehe, i’m so glad you’re enjoying my little posts, thank you for reading!  the funny thing is i just watched a movie yesterday with a plot that’s kind of like this; it was hilarious and i loved it a lot. let me give a go at writing, (☆▽☆)

here’s to your request~

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

it sounds like a song, maybe even a vocal exercise of some sort

honestly, Wei Ying doesn’t know

behind him, Lan Zhan closes the door, steps in

they both share a look

your small apartment was quiet except for the muffled sounds coming from your closed bedroom a little bit farther away

“you think y/n’s okay?” Wei Ying asks his companion and Lan Zhan does a funny little shoulder shrug as they both take off their shoes and walk deeper into your apartment

they get to your bedroom and open the door without knocking

honestly,

Wei Ying doesn’t know what he was expecting

maybe you playing on your keyboard or something

Lan Zhan peeks in over his shorter partner’s head

and they both, 

well,

they’re both kinda shooked

you’re in a full costume of sorts, with hair that’s a completely different color from your natural color, bright blue color contact eyes

and also

your voice

“oooh kayyy; and that’s how you do it! let me know if you need me to go through the parts again”

Wei Ying and Lan Zhan both stand at the door way, gaping at you as you lean closer to your phone screen to read the comments popping up

“who’s the two people by your doorway...” you mumble as your read the comment out loud and turn around just to yelp at the intruders watching you work

Wei Ying has the audacity to send an awkward wave at you

you want to yell, or say something else

but you’re quick to get back in character,

cause you’ve been doing this for a while now

it’s just your first time being interrupted like this

“wellll, my lovely friends, i think it’s time to end our little session for today! but tune in next week for another dance tutorial and a q&a with me to know all about my new costume!! sweet dreams angels!”

you quickly end your livestream and turn around to the two people still gaping at you from the door way

“don’t you guys ever knock!” 

and well, at least your voice was normal again

“what are you doing??” Wei Ying asks curiously, the questions tumbling out of his mouth as he comes into your room and sees your whole set up

the tripod stand, the lights

god, they were bright

“well, i run a small channel and people wanted to know how i made this,” you explain, incredibly brief, and the two boys in front of you look down at your frilly dress

“you made that?” both Wei Ying and Lan Zhan question, cutely, at the same time

“yeah, the stores don’t have it the way that i like, so i thought it’d be easier to just make it myself...” 

you’re suddenly bombarded by Wei Ying’s gushing and oohs

“wowowow, i never thought that i’d have such a talented girlfriend!” 

you laugh as Wei Ying touches the fabric of your dress, playing around with the frills

and your smile grows wider when Lan Zhan comes up to you and places a gentle hand on your head

“your eyes are cool when they’re opal, but i miss your (e/c) eyes.” Lan Zhan tells you when you look up to him

you smile, huffing out a little breath of air

“it’s just for the internet persona,” you reassure him, and he smiles down at you

your attention is back on the other person when you feel your dress being pressed

“alright, stop touching it you’re going to wrinkle the little ruffles,”

“but they’re so soft!”

“Wei Ying!”

[tantancantdoshit]

WOHOOOOOO

I'm so readyy for this team. We all somehow knew that George and Wilbur are gonna have to end up in a team together at some point. And somehow it was soooo fucking clear that this MCC is the time it finally happens.

What I expect:

- a whole lot of screaming (specifically "GOGY")

- George giggling because Wilbur jokingly praises him for literally everything he does and he doesn't know how to react to it so he just smiles and laughs it off and after on tells him to "stooooopp"

- ngl I will gratefully take all the George giggling. I'm so readyy

- we finally see George and Tapl interacting irl and not only on Twitter. I think that they are already pretty good friends because they have interacted on Twitter in the past already. And they talked in a way as if they talk daily as well. George/Tapl friendship?Wohoooooo

- Philza is probably gonna laugh most of the time because Wilbur is so loud and he just thinks it's hilarious. I don't expect George and Philza to talk tooo much unless George is in his "adult" mood where he's able to hold a conversation without turning it into a joke. But I still think their dynamic will be pretty chill

- yes this post is completely George centered... I just realized

When it comes to standings: I think they'll do pretty well. Not as well as George normally does because Wilbur will probably throw for content again. But I think they'll be a pretty good team and despite most likely mostly having fun without tryharding, theyll come out not too bad. I don't really know how well Tapl and Philza normally do in MCC cause I've never watched they Pov but I'm sure it'll be fine (and fun)

In conclusion: I AM FUCKING EXCITED! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH GEORGE AND WILBUR DYNAMIC!!

After George and Wilbur talked when last MCC ended and Wilbur stayed in the call with George (which I genuinely didn't expect him to do), I just really wished for more interactions between them because their conversation was literally the best.

Also: why the fuck is George like ALWAYS in Green Guardians??? This dude can't see greeeeen

[crispy-chan]

Imagine your in a fan video call with Jisung and your visiting your family and one of your siblings heard you where talking to a boy and started saying "___ has a boyfriend" over and over. You try and tell him (your sibling) that you dont have one but he doesn't sound convinced. He then turns his direction towards Jisung and says "how is ____ boyfriend" and jisung is "oh i'm alright, how are you?" And you start freaking out cause he didnt even mind that fact that your brother called him your boyfriend while the two are having a conversation. You finally get your brother out of the room your in when the time rings and jisung says bye and you do too but you forgot you still have a video call with the other members so while your not even paying attention to your phone your freaking out over what just happened while chan watches. Then you kinda laughs? You then turn your attention to your phone and realize he probable heard everything that happened and you talking to yourself and you start becoming redder then a tomato. 🤡 🤡 🤡

Lmaoo noooo 😭 idk where this came from but ily 🥺❣️😭 this is so cute and hilarious, ngl, this sounds like something my sister would definitely do so yeah 🤡

I think I’d bust a lung if I was even on a video call with any of them. Like — meeting some of my fave singers ? Lmao hell no, I’d probably drop my phone into the toilet the day before or something 😭

But thank you !!

This made my day 🥺😭😂

Hope you’re doing well and have a nice day 💕