#cuz you can find and make ur own content you just have to steal

[dogmaz]

I hate when people will just repost my tumblr posts to like tik tok or something trying to gain like aesthetic clout when they clearly don't like and haven't actually read the sorce material

[wttcsms]

Hihi i saw ur request box was open & i just couldnt resist! A big confession to make here, uhh ive been such a big fan of u and yr writings and also u were the v first fanfic blog i came across a couple years ago so yea, u literally open my third eye to a whole new world of fics👉👈 🥺

i feel like you havent written angst in a while–and bc i miss ur angsty haikyuu fics– sooo could i request post-breakup college!au with atsumu or iwai (honestly anyone who'd best fit the scenario cuz i trust ur characterization👌) abt the aftermath of the breakup, them seeing us on campus and unconsciously following us with their eyes, reschin to help out on instinct only to realize theyre no longer together, thinking about what could've been just reminisce reminisce

ahhhh im sry honestly dont know how to expand more on the idea

thank you for stealing my ficvirginity😃

pairing atsumu miya x f!reader word count 2.1k content contains exes still in love, college!au, mutual pining author's notes hi <3 i remember you (eycee, right?). don't be a stranger! you can always dm me and say hello :) thank you for the constant support. not sure if this fic is angsty enough, but i wanted yours to be the first req i do <3

“Hi, welcome in! Let me know if— Oh.”

Your voice falters, recognition and maybe even something similar to embarrassment flits across your face, and a split second later, you go back to smiling like nothing’s wrong. Like the two of you haven’t spent the better half of this month actively avoiding each other at all costs, even though the sprawling acres of the University of Tokyo suddenly feels too small. The entirety of Japan has felt too small ever since it became his mission to never cross paths with you ever again. 

This mission of his started just a little over two weeks ago, on the very same day you decide to use his heart as your own punching bag. The worst part of it all, though, is the fact that he doesn’t even hold any type of contempt for you. It’s a cruel sort of joke; sometimes, Atsumu Miya feels like everything bad that happens to him is just some sort of sick punchline in a sitcom instead of real life. 

Usually, when girlfriends find out their high school sweetheart is going to be a wildly successful (and rich) professional athlete, they’ll do anything in their power to hang onto him.

You decided to snip the invisible string tying the two of you together, and you did it so effortlessly, so quickly, that Atsumu had to make sure that he hadn’t been imagining the last four years of your relationship. 

He’s got his hands shoved in his pockets, and he’s torn between staring at you like a total creep or looking at everything in the campus bookstore but you. He settles for the former, scared that this will be his last opportunity to really look at you. 

Neither of you is saying anything. It’s a Saturday and so no one else is even in the bookstore this morning, and Atsumu wants to say something, anything, but he’s never been that great at carefully picking his words, and he’s scared out of his mind that he’ll say something stupid and prove once and for all that you had been right to break up with him. Better yet, he wants you to say something. He wants you to give him a better explanation instead of the bullshit you told him in his apartment. 

We just want different things.

What does that even mean? He thinks he would have shouted out that question, if only your little break up speech hadn’t caught him so off guard. Different things? The two of you wanted different things? Sure, Atsumu likes to sleep in a freezing cold apartment, and you need the room to actually be at a reasonable temperature. And maybe Atsumu has a penchant for overly fried, greasy foods when all you want (and deserve) is a fancy dinner. Maybe Atsumu wants to be at a sports store instead of browsing aisle after aisle in Sephora, but he doubts these different wants have accumulated so much that you felt you had no choice but to break his heart. 

“Hey, Miya.” You say it softly, dropping the perky customer service voice you greeted him with before you turned around and realized who he was. And he flinches. He fucking visibly cringes at the way you speak to him, walking on eggshells and going back to formalities like he’s barely above a stranger to you.

Miya.

(Did you know that he wanted to make that your last name?

Do you know that he still does, even now?)

“Hey,” he replies back, curling his fingers into fists inside his pocket. He thinks his voice comes out all scratchy, like how it always sounds when you don’t use your voice nearly enough. He clears his throat awkwardly. Everything feels awkward; everything feels wrong. He says “hey”, but what he really means to say is please don’t call me Miya; you know the color of my toothbrush, you don’t have to call me Miya. 

“Were you looking for something?” 

You.

Subconsciously, Atsumu finds himself seeking you out. He walks by another girl on campus and almost breaks his neck with the speed he turns around to catch a whiff of the perfume wafting from her body because he swears it’s the same fragrance you favor. He walks by the building that houses all the classrooms for your specific major, even though it’s located on the opposite side of his own classes because he secretly hopes against all hope that he’ll run into you, and you’ll see him and fall in love with him again. He goes to the same restaurants the two of you frequently ate at together, and he orders your usual because you can never finish your entire meal and always have him finish off the leftovers for you (and the food is always good, but somehow it doesn’t taste the same when your utensils haven’t touched it first). And he doesn’t even need to be here, doesn’t even care enough about his stupid class to go out of his way to buy the study guide, but he knows you’ve started picking up the weekend shifts at the campus bookstore, and suddenly, he cares enough about passing to get the damn study guide. 

He shrugs. “Just some stupid workbook to study for an upcoming exam, but it’s not that serious.” 

“Oh. Is Dr. Furata giving you a hard time again?” 

“How do you do that?” Atsumu blurts out, wanting to kick himself for giving too much of himself away. You already own every centimeter of his heart and maybe his soul. You don’t need anything else from him; he’s almost certain there’s nothing left for him to give you, but he can’t help but impulsively ask the damn question that’s been running through his mind ever since you left him behind. 

Did you know that when you’re confused, your brows furrow together, and you get this adorable, endearing crinkle in between them? Do you know that he still finds that same expression as cute as he did when you still called yourself his girlfriend? 

“What are you talking about?” 

How can you just stand there and act like you never crushed his heart? How do you wake up in the morning and not feel like your life is missing something important, like you’ll never feel whole again? How can you keep him wrapped around your finger, and then have the audacity to not even realize it? How did you let him go so quickly? 

Practicing caution, he swallows hard before clarifying, “How do you know everything?” Because if you can act like he’s just a polite acquaintance, like he’s nothing more than another fellow classmate, he can try to play pretend too. He can act like there’s not enough history between the two of you to fill up every damn textbook in this stupid store. “Yeah, Dr. Furata’s been on everyone’s ass. Somethin’ about midterm grades being worth a quarter of our overall grade.” 

“Believe me, you’re not the first victim of Dr. Furata’s to come wandering in the store. I think I have a few more of the workbooks he suggested in stock. Let me go check.” 

It’s instinct at this point for Atsumu to just follow you. If he uses his imagination, it’s almost like he’s back to browsing in a makeup store, walking aimlessly in every aisle, following you loyally because he’s happy to have you lead the way and he doesn’t care where he ends up, so long as you’re there with him. 

But this isn’t an afternoon date with you. This is him following a bookstore employee. After you find that study guide, which is really nothing more than his flimsy excuse for seeking you out, you’re going to ask him “card or cash?”, ring him up at the register, and he’s going to walk out that door and have to act like he’s still not in love with you. All the while, you’re doing fine. You’re fine right now, and you’re going to be fine when he leaves, and you’re probably going to be fine, five years down the line, when you’re happy with someone else and Atsumu is alone because in this little hypothetical, he still hasn’t gotten over you.

He is trailing behind you in this bookstore, and your back is facing him, and he’s panicking because he doesn’t think he’s capable of not loving you. 

Just two weeks ago, you knew him better than anyone else in the world, maybe even better than Osamu, perhaps even better than he knows himself. Now, you just give him a polite smile as you grab the small stool to reach the books located at the very top of the shelf. 

“God, I hate the way we organize everything in the store.” You say, lightheartedly complaining. He knows you do. He knows because he’s known you for nearly a decade. The two of you have grown up together. You made this same complaint sprawled out on the couch in his apartment. 

When he doesn’t reply, you look down to see if something’s the matter, only to do it too quickly that you find yourself losing your balance. Before you can come crashing to the floor, Atsumu is quick to catch you, and you pretend that his protective embrace isn’t comforting. You pretend not to notice that he’s wearing the cologne you bought him for Christmas last year, and you continue to pretend that you don’t miss him at all, that you don’t still love him. 

And for a second, the two of you both pretend that you’re still with each other. That it’s perfectly okay to savor this intimate moment, that his arms wrapped around your body right now isn’t awkward in the slightest. He’s staring at you with a sort of starstruck, boylike wonder, and it’s so familiar, so sweet, because it’s the way he always used to look at you. His lips part slightly, like he’s about to say something, and—

The loud ring! interrupts whatever moment the two of you are sharing, and you nearly jump out of his arms. You hear the distinct footsteps of another student, and you adjust your shirt before remembering where the two of you are — what the two of you are. Not a couple. Barely even friends. Just a bookstore employee and a student that needs a book. That’s all the two of you are allowed to be.

“I should probably go check up front and make sure they don’t need any help.” You tell him, biting down on your lip. “Anyway, did you need anything else, or would you like me to check you out right now?” 

He blinks a few times, as if still in a daze. “Uh, yeah, sure.” The tips of his ears are flushed a light pink. “Y-yeah, I’m done here.” 

The two of you practically race each other to the front of the store, and you step behind the counter to scan his workbook. He drums his fingers, looking around the store. When he’s nervous, he likes to be moving. You know this. 

Just looking for an excuse to use his hands, Atsumu mindlessly picks a pack of gum off a nearby rack and slides it towards you so you can also scan it. You know you shouldn’t say it. You know it’s supposed to be a clean break. Instead, you tell him, 

“Actually, if you want, I have the fruit variety flavor.” 

“Huh?” This catches his attention. 

You reach into one of the boxes that have just been shipped to the store, rummaging through a tiny one before revealing a shiny, new package of gum, this one advertising all the flavors based on tropical fruits. “Would you rather have this one?” 

“Oh, yeah!” As if truly forgetting what the two of you actually are (exes, strangers with too much history, two people still pretending like they’re not in love), his eyes light up. “How did you kno—” He doesn’t finish the question. He knows the answer to the question. 

You’re quick to finish ringing him up, the “polite strangers” illusion being completely shattered. It’s obvious, really, that there are always going to be parts of Atsumu that still live deep inside of you. You can only hope that this isn’t the case for him. 

You hand him the bag, and when he grabs it from you, your fingers just barely graze each other’s. Atsumu is scared — scared that this might be the last time he ever feels your touch. 

And because you’re a glutton for punishment, you find yourself telling him,

“Don’t be a stranger.”

You can’t tell who’s more devastated: you or him.

[silly-mouse]

Hey^^!!! This is my first time requesting anything to anyone so im scared i might write/request something wrong sjdknnejej

bUT can I request an age regressor reader x cc!awesamdude where reader is regressed and is really interested in the mechanism of a rubix cube and sam's magic tricks?:0 like sam does the card tricks he showed on stream to tommy, and reader(who's kind of nonverbal) just makes high pitched hums and gasping noises to express themself and how they feel. The whole thing could be on stream where sam is live on twitch(tho reader is out of camera's view for privacy reasons and chat completely understands that) and chat is just awwing at the noises cuz they find it v cute:>

afab, they/them, body type is ur choice<3 YOU CAN SAY NO OR IGNORE THIS IF YOU WANT AJDKDKDJE

I dont love how this came out but im doing alot on my main blog atm plus christmas stuff (also i never saw sam do any magic tricks so i couldnt include that) so i deemed it good enough. Also wrote a thing about the possible things that happen when you send an ask bc everyone seems scared to send them but you have no reason- but it was long as shit so maybe ill post it as its own thing if yall think itll help your anxieties cause worst case scenerio is you get blocked but thats literally only if you request something like ragingly racist/homophobic/sexist etc or some nazi kkk level shit

Unspecified CC!Awesamdude x gn!reader, little!reader, nonverbal!reader, ~450 words, age regression

does anyone else hear the like whimpering?

where’s the baby???

SAM DID YOU MAKE BABY CRY

RISE UP CHAT WE TAKE HIM OUT AND BABY WILL BE SAVED

“Baby is right here and they’re fine,” Sam chuckled, watching his chat quickly move from ‘kill him, protect the baby’ to ‘baby content :DD you live another day.’ “They’re just playing with a rubix cube. Here,” he hummed, moving his mic arm so it was closer to where you were sitting on the floor, bundled up in your favorite blanket with your seal stuffie on your lap.

He remembered when he took you to the zoo and you spent half the trip watching the seals, telling him how much you wanted to hug one and how soft and squishy they looked. He ordered the plush that same night and gifted it to you the next time you regressed, watching it quickly become your favorite thing ever.

“Baby,” he gently hummed, smiling as he watched you look up with wide eyes, eager to hear anything he had to say. “Do you wanna say something to chat? They’re worried you’re upset.”

You pulled your sucker out of your mouth with a smack of your lips, leaning up to the mic. “...A...Ah,” you managed out, quickly popping your sucker back in. You couldn’t do it, Sam asked such a simple thing from you and you just couldn’t do it, you dissappoi-

“Good job, little one,” Sam chirped, his big hand settling on your head and gently scratching at your scalp. “Baby’s a little nonverbal today but they were so brave for you guys anyways, so everyone tell them ‘good job’.”

GOOD JOB BABY!!!

YOU DID SO WELL YOURE SO STRONG

AMAZING PERFORMANCE TELL SAM YOU DESERVE ICE CREAM FOR BEING SO BRAVE

YES SAM GIVE BABY ALL THE ICE CREAM THEY DESERVE IT

“Hmm, I don’t know,” he drawled with a coy smile. “What do you think, baby? They say you deserve some ice cream.”

You eagerly nodded, grabbing his offered hand in both of yours. “Mmm! Mhm mhm!”

“Yeah? You want me to make some milkshakes after the stream and watch some Disney?”

“Mmm!”

SAM IM GOING TO STEAL YOUR BABY

TOO FUCKING CUTE

BABY IS OURS NOW YOU DONT DESERVE THEM SAM

BABY I WOULD GIVE YOU ICE CREAM EVERY DAY!

“You guys can’t steal my baby! Nooo, they’re mine,” he whined, bending out of frame to plant a kiss on the crown of your head. He chuckled as you preened before your attention was stolen by your rubix cube again. “Alright, I’m gonna leave baby alone to their rubix cube. Now, let’s check over here…”

[muwur]

snapchat headcanons

✧ hc’s ✧ for using snapchat w ur boi toi ft. the pretty setter squad

❧ gn reader

✎ 3.1k words

a/n: kinda a combo of how they use sc and the kinds of snaps they send you! along w wat u send them, and uh... dating stuf n shenanigans? texting/snapping habits? my fantasies? IDEK ANYMORE EOFHEFJ

this was born from the recesses of my mind , which desired nothing mor than snapchats from suga , us sending cute selfies , others bein dumb n chaotic , no context videos , n him snapping me photos of some mangoes on sale he said he’ll buy for me DXX it’s too late for me now

doing research on hq bois and surfing thru sc features (im just now realizing theres quite a bit?? im hoping i address most of them at some point lolol) instead of real life tings aHHhhhHAHA

requests: open! will be working on a suga one i got, dw, requester!

sugawara

✧ sends good morning and good night snaps

✧ so he’s rlly good at keeping streaks, probs has the longest ones (one of them being y’alls streak)

✧ posts tidbits of volleyball practice on his story every once in a while

✧ snaps you pics of his sleeping teammates when they’re coming back to school after a long day of matches , adding a single ‘❤️’ as a caption

✧ he will also create colorful masterpieces on all of them

✧ gives daichi a santa beard, tanaka a squiggly stache (i imagine it to look like spongebob n patrick’s seaweed ones now that were mEN), n kageyama sum angry brows,,, wait he already has them lolol u good der kags

✧ posts a picture of you when you’re hanging out, captioning it: “🥰“

✧ has conversations with you purely via snaps

✧ ranges from casual chats and checking up on u to crackwhoring ( ** indicates the photo, while the “” quotes indicate the caption, all snaps are italicized, otherwise its regular dialogue)

✧ suga: *peace sign* “hey sweetheart, how r u?”

✧ you: *pics of homework* “ahh, drowning in school ;-; i cant wait for this week to be over fghjkl”

✧ suga: *close up with :o on his face* “let’s study together tmrw!”

✧ or

✧ suga: *complete darkness* “its 3 am n i cant sleep”

✧ you: *the top half of your head, laying on a pillow* “ ;( aw babe. do u want me to send something to help u sleep?”

✧ suga: *still in darkness* “y u still up?? go sleep. n 🥺 yes pls”

✧ you: *snaps pics of feet* “that’ll be 50 bucks, pay up” 

✧ suga: *darkness remains* “can we make a trade instead? i promise to make it worth ;)”

✧ ok now u BOTH cant sleep (im sry my crackheading be acting up around 2am eeryday, i stan a mischievous suga--)

✧ video chats (in the darkness lol) instead until you both pass out (im not in luv u r 😭)

✧ super down to take filtered selfies w you

✧ does all the silly ones with you (things like ’angry face’ or the frog one)

✧ but also rlly digs lookin cute with you using some heart crowns, y’all an aesthetic (n crakhead) duo fosho

✧ def subscribes to life hacks and tries them out himself, has a 50% success rate

kageyama

✧ doesn’t rlly use snapchat too much

✧ but when he does

✧ will either send you a picture to indicate he’s at volleyball practice (wow wat a sexi lookin gym floor)

✧ or some random picture of whatever he’s doing at the moment (*drinking milk*)

✧ this is mostly in order to save streaks

✧ he’s so bad at streaks

✧ “why does it matter?? what’s the point of sending just black screens or whatever’s in front of you at the moment??”

✧ can’t keep a consistent streak for more than 3 days and also doesn’t care (until hinata challenges him to see who can have the longer one)

✧ when you send him videos of him playing, he really focuses on them to try to improve his technique. asks you to send those vids to him (assuming u saved them, which u did)

✧ but when you look over his shoulder when he’s watching a video and give him some compliment (“i recorded at the perfect moment! that was a really good set, kageyama!”), he gets a bit flustered

✧ gets even more flustered but pretty happy whenever you post videos on your story showing karasuno winning some points with captions like:

✧ “footage of the legendary quick >.>” or “karasuno crows flyin high!” or “these bois make my heart 😭 im so proud”

✧ you WILL catch him off guard in photos, using filters that surrounds his head w/ emojis like 🥺💖🥰💘

✧ you also put these on your story (to his dismay)

✧ ppl comment on these mor than anything else (n for those who dont rlly kno kageyama, theyre kinda surprised to him like this)

✧ hinata snickers “hey kageyama you look pretty good here--”

✧ takes some selfies with you, mostly cuz you want them

✧ saves them after u send them over (n secretly cherishes them)

✧ occasionally watches his subscriptions, they’ll usually involve sports, mostly volleyball (who woulda guessed)

✧ you use his bitmoji to test out random facial expressions you would never see him wear

✧ you: “can you smile and wink like this? act like you’re the obnoxious charming guy in a shojo.”

✧ will actually attempt, but it looks so bad that you die inside and he never wants to try again cuz of ur laughing outburst (you: “😭😭 bb im sorry i couldnt help it”)

oikawa

✧ literally sends you anything and everything

✧ morning bathroom selfie to show off how good his hair came out that day, saying:

✧ “he has risen”

✧ or “i woke up like this”

✧ and my favorite, “you’re lucky you get this content for frEE”

✧ selfies with iwa, who just looks annoyed and exasperated at the camera

✧ sends you pics of his lunch and snacks (“bet u wish u had milk bread too”)

✧ always packs extra milk bread so he could convince you to stay at his practice after school--

✧ FILTERSS

✧ I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENUF

✧ will either use the filters that make him kayooottt (cute)

✧ loves the ones named ‘hearts,’ ‘soft,’ ‘peach,’ ‘butterfly cheeks,’ vsco filters LOL, etc

✧ uses ‘big mouth’ when he feelin a bit sASSY; also loves to use this one when he rants, it channels his inner valley girl

✧ sometimes he’ll be snacking or drinking something while he does so (“hey guys today im gonna eat these milk buns from my favorite bakery and this bomb orange juice and complain about this little kid who talked smack to me earlier and almost made me cry--”)

✧ takes cute selfies with you, is an aesthetic selfie king, puts them on his story to show off he’s hangin with you

✧ but on your story you only post the ones he looks bad in LOL

✧ has separate stories for his every need, some r private (and lucky you, ur included in all of them)

✧ titles them ‘mean things iwa said to me today,’ ‘ranting hotbox + mukbangs,’ ‘a day in the life of oikawa,’ ‘volleyball 🏐,’ ‘unpopular opinions,’ etc. 

✧ fitting room photoshoots lol

✧ “y/n, what do you think of this??” “and this?” “oOH WHAT ABOUT THIS??”

✧ ends up calling you through video chat so you can live critique his choices

✧ “oikawa, please no, i can’t be seen with you in public if you wear those--”

✧ also changes his bitmoji’s outfits from time to time, hopes you’ll notice, but you don’t LOL (oikawa: ;((((((( )

kenma

✧ uses sc usually just to reply to messages ppl send him

✧ indifferent about streaks, but keeps a few with ppl he’s closer to

✧ mindlessly plays the snapchat games with you, finds some of them kinda cute

✧ you both made his bitmoji for him, dressing his up in the orange cat suit

✧ you also helped make kuroo’s and put his in the black cat suit to match--

✧ snaps you every time he gets a new game, starts playing it, and once he finishes

✧ started to post some gameplays and reviews on his sc story (might as well add them to sc since he was already on other social platforms), and ended up amassing a large following

✧ follows the tech and gaming stories on sc

✧ as well as the ones with cute animals--

✧ open to selfies with you, usually wears a calm expression and holds up a peace sign

✧ even occasionally sticks his tongue out

✧ his story is occasionally heavily bombarded with candids of him w/ pretty sc filters, all taken by you

✧ but of all the filters, you love using the clout glasses on him

✧ especially when he’s just minding his own business

✧ “kenma, in his tru habitat” when hes cocooned in a blanket

✧ “kenma, on his way to steal yo manz” while on his way to the bathroom

✧ “kenma, next iron chef. watch out gordon” as he’s cooking instant ramen

✧ “kenma” n das it

✧ but he thinks it meme-y so he lets you do whatever you want, kinda digs it

✧ you end up dedicating your snap story to memes of kenma and the nekoma volleyball team. ppl are in it for the shits n giggles n hot bois

✧ you later discover someone else did the same thing with their volleyball team filled with hot bois from shiratorizawa, and you befriend tendou and share funni internet tings

akaashi

✧ 99% of his photos include either you or bokuto or both

✧ bokuto spams akaashi’s story and contact list with selfies and videos of himself using weird filters, often gets you to join him

✧ has several streaks, but will send something with more substance than a black screen or his bedroom window

✧ will usually involve smthng that just happened to him or smthing he saw, like:

✧ “a kind older lady offered me some apples in return for helping her”

-or:

✧ “how do i break the news to bokuto that the yaikniku place he’s been wanting to go to for the past week ,,, is closed today”

✧ o n let’s not leave out:

✧ “is it possible to conjure a ghost using a wooden spatula, ketchup, and a chalk drawn hexagram? bokuto’s been paranoid ever since he tried last night and i dont know what to tell him. seriously, help”

✧ looks through stories occasionally, comments whenever bokuto makes questionable decisions

✧ also comments on whatever you’ve posted. his words range from “you’re cute” to “why,” depending on the content

✧ ppl know when y’all are hanging out cuz he’ll post smthing to indicate he’s with you, usually it’s some candid and you’re not paying attention

✧ appreciation posts for you as well! esp if you got him something, like onigiri or his fav, Nanohana no Karashiae , for lunch! (akaashi: *snaps a pic of his food* “thank you y/n for feeding me”)

✧ prefers video calling over texting/snapping whenever possible tho

✧ occasionally reminisces thru his sc memories

✧ enjoys the flashback feature and will send them to you and bokuto (cuz they’re about y’all anyway lolol)

✧ also has secretly saved a bunch of selfies of himself, consists of him trying out a lot of the filters (he feelin himself)

✧ you, one day, looking thru his phone and discovering them: “akaashi, you’re so pretty wtf”

✧ akaashi: “...”

koganegawa

✧ sends you selfies of him before practice

✧ during breaks

✧ and after practice, usually makes a comment about how it went for him that day like:

✧  “i hit a decent toss today and futakuchi actually complimented me!”

✧ that, or:

✧ “i got yelled at 17 times today 😢😩”

✧ has quite a few streaks, his longest ones being with you and hinata

✧ def uses filters

✧ tries out every funny one he finds and sends you videos

✧ “look y/n im an aaaaAALlliiEEENnnNNN oo oo hoo hhhooOOh”

✧ “now im a chicky nuggy!!” (chicken nugget)

✧ also enjoys the doodle feature

✧ but he uses the filter with the clout glasses unironically--

✧ usually when smth good happens to him and he feels happy and/or cool about it

✧ “just beat the boss in this game on my 69th try B)”

✧ “kogane, that’s--”

✧ plays sc games with you and thinks bitmojis r cool

✧ kinda sad he cant find a hair option that matches him tho lolol rip

✧ you: “you hair’s just,,, unique,,,”

✧ subscribed to anything sports and fitness, as well as pop culture so he can stay in the loop

✧ also watches everyone else’s stories, pointing out whenever he sees smthing cool and/or interesting

✧ “woahh, karasuno’s at nationals right now! i wish we could’ve won, but next year for sure!!”

✧ you encourage him at all his games, hyping him up irl and online

✧ “koganegawa: best setter 😍!!”

✧ luckily you didnt record the parts he completely messed up LOL

semi

✧ before going out with you, snaps you a pic of his casual outfit like:

✧ semi: “does this look ok”

✧ you: “babe you look great, tendou was just messing with you”

✧ will make unwanted appearances on tendou’s snap and complains to you about them

✧ “i didnt consent to being part of his meme page” and

✧ “okay, but he didn’t only have to share all the moments i messed up--”

✧ also indifferent about streaks but will do them

✧ sometimes sends snaps/streaks indicating he’s practicing his music

✧ when you see these you usually ask him to send you vids or if you can come over n watch

✧ initially is a bit shy about it but he loves what he does and you and knows you’re genuinely interested and supportive so he agrees

✧ secretly rlly enjoys having you as his personal audience

✧ lowkey into asmr, like the soap cutting shit as well as chewing crunchy things

✧ also watches food porn and clips of mukbangs, then can’t resist going on youtube and watching the whole thing

✧  “y/n, can we try this, it looks so good--”

✧ will also often watch oikawa’s stories, especially his ‘ranting hotbox + mukbangs,’ and makes comments about him being an idiot

✧  “this kid he’s talking about is a savage”

✧ but admits they’re quite entertaining

✧ just looks serious in all the selfies you take with him

✧ you: “can you look like you’re enjoying yourself?”

✧ semi: “i look cooler like this tho”

✧ sc memories filled with shenanigans from you and the volleyball team, doodles, and mirror selfies with him experimenting diff looks (you: “tendou, you got him way too concerned about this”)

✧ also enjoys showing off he’s with you, taking a short video of you when you hang out

✧ you: “semi, i look bad right now”

✧ semi: “but you can never look bad”

✧ you: “🥺 bb”

✧ viewers: “aw”

✧ shiratorizawa: “can he be this nice with us LOL”

shirabu

✧ his main mode of communication with you is mostly through the regular messaging app, so he doesn’t use sc too much

✧ also doesn’t care for streaks and is bad at keeping them

✧ will answer to you or his senpais rather soon tho

✧ but lets all his other notifications pile up a bit before finally going thru them

✧ goes through the snaps he receives really fast, spending like 2 seconds each to look at them cuz aint nobody got time for dat

✧ doesn’t even rlly open goshiki’s LOL

✧ you have fun using filters on him and taking videos while he’s just doing his own thing peacefully like studying

✧ it takes him a second to notice and when he finally looks up, he just gives you an exasperated look

✧ cue you cracking up with laughter bc the filter finally shows up on his face

✧ his eyes and mouth are now on mike wazowski

✧ that, or his face becomes so disturbingly moRPhed like an alien

✧ caption: “ken-chan, my future medical man 😍”

✧ “y/n, please, this is like the 7th time in the last 20 minutes--”

✧ finally convinced him to take a study break and hang out with you

✧ which usually consists of snacking and light banter while you lay your head on his lap

✧ and scrolling through snapchat stories and showing him what everyone else is up to and cool things you’re subscribed to

✧ “loooook, dr. miami’s doing another butt job! is this the line of work you’re studying so hard for?”

✧ “no, it’s really not”

✧ is actually very soft with you and likes having the photos and vids for memories

atsumu

✧ sends you snaps where his brother looks bad, captioning it:

✧ “this is evidence that im the hotter twin”

✧ likewise, osamu sends you snaps where atsumu looks even worse

✧ like, the mans passed out, looking rekt and open mouthed, drool seeping into his pillow

✧ osamu: “u still have time to break up with him”

✧ also lucky for you, atsumu also loves to take unflattering photos of you and send them to you randomly at like 2 am

✧ you: “nani tf when did you even take this??”

✧ usually posts a snap while he’s out somewhere like at a match, the gym, outside on a run, a party, or just hanging out with you or his frens

✧ however, makes sure you look good if you show up on his story cuz he wants to show you off

✧ doesn’t really care for streaks, but has a lott

✧ but also has a tON of unopened snaps

✧ is the type to send just a black screen n call it a day, or maybe spice it up by sending a pic of the sexi gym floor (a comeback) w his shoe in the corner

✧ will, however, consistently respond to you and kinda looks forward to ur snaps (secretly hopes you show ur face)

✧ but when you dont:

*in class*

✧ atsumu: *a smirk on his face* “your content’s kinda dry today” 

✧ you: *your sexi desk* “my nudez ain’t free, i demand compensation”

✧ atsumu: *grasped his chin in thought, but angled the cam up bc he needa hide his phone in class lolol* “what if i... take you out on a romantic excursion”

✧ you: * your face but with ‘sausage’ filter* “🥵🥵🥵🥵 yessir, what u want”

✧ rlly only wants to have pics of your face wat a closeted sOFTIE

✧ likes to have content on his flashbacks

✧ usually has other social media sources to keep up to date with things

✧ actually rlly digs using sc filters, mostly ones that’ll make him look like a queen

✧ captions a selfie of you two like: “me >>>>>>> y/n”

✧ but nearly everyone who comments on it is like: “i think you flipped the sign, bro 🤥”

✧ judges ppl who are into soap cutting asmr (you will never hear the end of it if you also like it)

a/n: sc kinda dying for me, my use went from suga to an atsumu to like nearly nonexistent LOL

also o gawd i already have ideas here n there for a pt 2 so stay tuned fjxnwfesd hope it takes me less long cuz this one took me fkin foreva LOL

idk y i made semi like mukbangs but i feel like he’d be rlly into them--

[prinxlyart]

just any individual toh character hc would SLAP. mebbe ur thoughts on the twins idk this is vague

Nah it’s cool, I can dig it let’s do this

I only put this under a line break cuz it got so long oops lol

Emira:

Defo has a stutter that she went through a lot of intensive and grueling speech therapy sessions for (when she was about 7 years old) that she hated. Amity and Edric both know this and know it’s a sensitive topic for her. They’ll tease her lightly about it, but never in front of anyone else and they know where to draw the line. In my last Vinera post, I mentioned how much Viney adores her stutter. She absolutely loves getting Emira flustered enough to start stuttering. She’s incredibly patient and understanding when it comes to Emira’s stutter and Em’s feelings about her stutter, and she helps Emira learn to be okay with it again. It’s nothing to be ashamed of (and it’s cute).

My girl likes carrots. Like, really likes carrots. As in she’ll eat them straight out of the ground if she’s given a chance to wash it first. She really loves carrots. This is only an issue later on after she and Viney start taking care of beasts together and Emira’s been caught eating their entire stock of carrots that’s meant for the beasts. Viney has to keep the carrots in a secret box away from Emira after that point.

Emira actually really loves beasts/animals but has never been good at handling them. Any time she’d try to approach an animal to pet it, it would try to bite her. She’d get extremely pouty whenever this happens because beasts/animals love Edric. It’s not until after she and Viney start dating that Viney actually starts teaching her how to approach different creatures and her love for creatures reignites.

Emira’s a giant pushover for Amity. Only Edric knows this because he’s also a pushover for her. If Amity ever found out what power she actually holds over them, they’d be in so much trouble. They mask their love for their sister with constant teasing. Yes of course they get annoyed by her, that’s how siblings are, especially when Amity tattles on them, but at the end of the day, they’d help Amity hide the body if she asked. (The few times they witnessed her crying by someone other than their parents, they had gone on a warpath. Nobody hurts Mittens.)

Defo had a brief infatuation with Luz for like 5 minutes before she realized how head-over-heels Amity was. As long as they’re both happy, that’s what matters. She’ll take that secret to her grave though.

L O V E S having her hair played with, but like, only with people she’s super comfortable with. She has so much hair (mostly due to her mother’s wishes) and any time they all have attend some fancy gathering, Emira has to be seen by a stylist in order to get all her hair into whatever wild fancy shape her mom wants for the event. That she hates more than life itself, but whenever she’s upset, Edric or Amity grabs her hair brush and just gently brushes her hair out until she’s chill again. (She absolutely melts when Viney starts playing with her hair). In an act of defiance and because she needed this Change, the moment she and her siblings leave the Blight Manor permanently, she cuts off all of her hair. It’s very reminiscent of Audrey Hepburn in Roman Holiday. Viney loves it. Everyone loves it actually, but the biggest reactions come from Viney and Luz (they both love running their fingers through the newly cut hair because it’s so soft).

She likes to sing to herself when she’s alone. It’s rare that it ever happens because if she knows there’s other people in the same building as her, she won’t chance it. But when she knows she’s alone and no one will notice if she casts a silence bubble around herself so she can sing at the top of her lungs? You better believe she closes any doors or curtains in the area, locks everything, casts that spell and goes nuts. Her voice isn’t all that great, but it’s lovely when she’s singing quietly to herself while she does homework or something. On especially bad nights, Amity will ask her to sing to her. Emira sang to her once when they were like, 3 and 5 respectively, and it’s been their secret thing ever since for especially rough nights/nightmares.

Edric:

Yknow how James from Pokémon is just super good with Pokémon ?? Like, he knows how to treat them, he knows what they like, he asks them gently if they’d like to join them, etc. That’s exactly how Edric approaches creatures. He’s a natural with them, but he and his sister’s natural affinity for illusion magic kept him from pursuing that track of magic.

He’s always wanted a pet, but every time he brings it up to his parents, he’s met with the same firm No as always. He’s definitely gotten in trouble for trying to sneak wild creatures into the house to keep in his room. Thank Titan for Em’s cool new girlfriend who’s not only a multi-track student, but studying the exact subject he wants to study and is super eager to teach him everything she knows. He learns vicariously through her and helps her study for her tests. At first, Emira is suspicious of them, but she knows her brother wouldn’t be so cruel as to try to steal her girlfriend away from her. He’s just a dork.

My boy’s got a sweet tooth. He loves desserts and sweets and fluffy baked goods and often tries to sneak candies when he thinks no one is looking. Chocolate is a big weakness for him. When Luz introduces him to Human Sweets, he’s practically bouncing off the walls. Cotton candy??????? Flan?????? Dulce de Leche en Tabla??? He nearly passes out when Luz busts out what she calls a “chocolate fountain” and turns it on. Y’all remember that one image of a bird bathing in a chocolate fountain from a million years ago? That’s Edric.

Edric Blight LIVES to see his sisters laugh. He would pull all sorts of silly faces and dumb tricks to make Amity laugh when they were little. He still tries to make her laugh, but usually those have grown from giggles to disgruntled mumbling. He’ll never admit how much it breaks his heart and it’s not until he sees her laughing at something Luz has done that he has hope he may still be able to get her to laugh again (it’s also the first time he’s heard her laugh in years and it makes his heart soar in relief. He was almost certain their parents had stamped any concept of laughter out of her).

My boy Edric is so full of love and passion; actually quite similarly to Luz. What makes them different though is that Edric is Aromantic. He’s never had a crush in his life. He’s happy with his sisters and all of their friends and their family as it grows in the future. He has some best friends that he lives with for a while (after his sisters move in with their respective partners), but for the most part he’s chill. He loves his family, he loves spoiling his sisters’ kids, and he’s content with himself. It takes him a super long time to be content with himself, but he gets there. I will literally never get over the fact that his biggest fear is “being alone forever”. He’s never alone. He will always have his friends and family. And, thanks in large part to Luz, he has his parents back. His parents that actually were excited when he cast his first spell and tucked him in at night when he was a toddler, giving him kisses goodnight and pleasant dreams. Not the parents he’d run away from; those were the cold, uncaring, obsessed with fake concepts of popularity and status people he ran away from with his sisters. It took years, but Luz helped bring his real parents back. He loves getting to know them for who they are now that he’s an adult too.

He and Gus become best friends. Like, dumb buddy cop movie levels of best friends. They get into so much trouble when it’s just the two of them and they have the time of their lives. At first, he and Em just sort of took Gus under their wing because he was a little bit of an outcast in their homeroom for being so much younger than everyone else. But he’s a friend of Luz’s and a friend of Amity’s after a while, which automatically makes him cool in their book. They soon find themselves actually enjoying his company, rather than just protecting him from stray bullies, and they find his ability with illusion magic exciting. They themselves are considered prodigies so having another prodigy to show off practice with is super stimulating for all of them. As the years go on (and Emira spends more time with Viney) Edric starts calling more and more often for “Bro Time” where they go do stupid teenage stuff or test the limits of their magic or even just hang out and talk for hours. It’s actually all this time hanging out with just Gus that Edric discovers he’s aro; somehow it comes out that Gus has developed a crush on Edric and (major age differences aside) Edric realizes he’s never had a crush on anyone before. It’s a conversation that sucks a lot, but they’re besties and they manage to get through it. Gus maybe needs to take a day with his original gal pals to just cry about it, but he gets over it just fine. He also helps Edric understand what it means to be aromantic. Well, with the help of Luz and Willow as well; Luz is a walking dictionary for lgbt terminology and Willow’s super good at helping dissect feelings (when they’re not her own cough’outofsightoutofmind’cough).

I genuinely don’t know what he might pursue for a career. Part of me wants him to be independent and do his own thing, but a much stronger part of me wants him to just be part of Viney as Emira’s business. He loves creatures so much and he loves taking care of them, but I don’t want him to feel like a third wheel around his twin sister either. Maybe he becomes a dual track teacher at Hexside specifically for healing and beast keeping so more students can learn about Service Creatures. He can substitute for the Illusion track homeroom when needed, but he’s super passionate about the Service Creature sub-track he and Viney pitch to Principal Bump.

[machine-gun-casie]

73 questions.

I was tagged by @wescoasts (just found out what ur url means lol also love you)

I tag @angrylizardjacket @enchantedamusedslightlyconfused @ticketstomydownfall @actinglikethat @machine-gun-colson @storiesforallfandoms @harringtonstudios (ik some of yall have been tagged i just dont have other friends)

On a scale of 1-10, how excited are you about life right now?

like a 2

Describe yourself in a hashtag?

#¯\_(ツ)_/¯

If you could do a love scene with anyone, who would it be?

kells is gonna be like half these answers #sorrynotsorry

If your life was a musical, what would the marquee say?

...what is that? google says its a tent?

What’s one thing people don’t know about you?

uh im not sure but maybe that my grandma almost killed me when i was 6? idk im not a private person

What’s your wakeup ritual?

wake up whenever (woke up at 9pm today? sleep schedule? i dont know her), check phone on the toilet, brush teeth, join family downstairs as they applaud my appearance because they never see me.

What’s your go to bed ritual?

skincare (when im not dying on the inside), watch an episode of something, watch some asmr (dont judge me it helps me sleep), and pass out for 12 hours.

What’s your favorite time of day?

witching hour

Your go to for having a good laugh?

tiktok or my fav youtubers currently cody ko kurtis conner drew gooden and danny gonzalez 

Dream country to visit?

im grateful to be well travelled but i wish i stayed in bruges for longer it was so beautiful

What’s the biggest surprise you’ve had?

my last birthday was a surprise party, was pretty surprised

Heels or flats/sneakers?

either heels or adidas nmds literally no in between

Vintage or new?

new

Who do you want to write your obituary?

we dont do those where im from

Style icon?

no one in particular tbh but i do love the soft girl aesthetic

What are three things you can’t live without?

my friends and family, writing, and some sort of order in my life

What’s one ingredient you put in everything?

i dont cook but saffron is amazing with everything almost

What 3 people living or dead would you like to make dinner for?

make dinner? no one i would burn it all. have dinner with? kells. #sorrynotsorry

What’s your biggest fear in life?

Failure.

Window or aisle seat?

aisle, i need to pee man

What’s your current TV obsession?

roadies

Favorite app?

tumblr

Secret talent?

i sing sometimes

Most adventurous thing you’ve done in your life?

flew a plane

How would you define yourself in three words?

loyal, empathetic, and creative

Favourite piece of clothing you own?

i dont own it but i steal it all the time, my dad’s old jean jacket from niagara falls

Must have clothing item everyone should have?

over sized hoodies

Superpower you would want?

read peoples’ minds and be invisible

What’s inspiring you in life right now?

kells and his story

Best piece of advice you’ve received?

do whatever, literally no one cares.

Best advice you’d give your teenage self?

standing up for yourself is not selfish.

A book that everyone should read?

the whole series of unfortunate events. i aspire to be as crazy a writer as lemony snicket

What would you like to be remembered for?

my kindness?

How do you define beauty?

beauty is in the eye of the beholder. what i find beautiful changes everyday

What do you love most about your body?

my lips and my hair and the color of my skin (im like a soft caramel and i like it and im tired of people telling me that it isnt attractive)

Best way to take a rest/decompress?

sleep, sit out in the sun, cuddle if u can

Favourite place to view art?

museums

If your life were a song, what would the title be?

i have no clue

If you could master one instrument, what would it be?

piano

If you had a tattoo, where would it be?

on the side of my ribcage

Dolphins or koalas?

dolphins

What’s your spirit animal?

a phoenix 

Best gift you’ve ever received?

my mom gave me a beautiful gold necklace with my initial in arabic i wear it every day 

Best gift you’ve ever given?

i gave this girl a jar full of little slips of paper they were a hundred reasons why i loved her. also one day she was craving these gummies and ringpops and they dont sell those here and i ordered a huge box just for her. we ain’t friends anymore. 

What’s your favourite board game?

game of life or battleship

What’s your favourite colour?

blue/pink/yellow

Least favourite colour?

orange

Diamonds or pearls?

diamonds

Drugstore makeup or designer?

both are nice

Blow-dry or air-dry?

air-dry!! love my curls

Pilates or yoga?

sleep

Coffee or tea?

tea

What’s the weirdest word in the English language?

moist.

Dark chocolate or milk chocolate?

dark mint chocolate

Stairs or elevator?

elevator

Summer or winter?

summer

You are stuck on an island, you can pick one food to eat forever without getting tired of it, what would you eat?

mangoes

A desert you don’t like?

cant think of any

A skill you’re working on mastering?

typing in arabic and writing angst

Best thing to happen to you today?

we’re living through a pandemic, nothing good happens now

Best compliment you’ve ever received?

that i have an angelic voice

Favorite smell?

orange blossom or rose

Hugs or kisses?

hugs!! i was voted best hugger

If you made a documentary, what would it be about?

misconceptions about muslims

Last piece of content you consumed that made you cry?

saw a vlog where two sisters went to gym and i cried cuz i miss my sister

Lipstick or lip gloss?

gloss!!

Sweet or savoury?

sweet

Girl crush?

alessia cara

How you know you’re in love?

idk ive never been

Song you can listen to on repeat?

the break up by kells

If you could switch lives with someone for a day who would it be?

id rather not

What are you most excited about at this time in your life?

becoming an aunt!!

[hejer-maomao]

SUP BRO I READ UR FLUFF AND GOT HAPPY AND SQEALED RLLY LOUD MY MOM THOUGHT I WAS DEAD LOL ANYWAY CAN I HAVE CUDDLES WITH IKEMREV I DONT EVEN CARE WHO LOL BTW THAT COMFORTING A SAD MC THING MADE ME HAPPY CUZ EDGARS CUTE WITH THAT HUG HEHE OK BYE

Hey mate! I’m so glad that you’re enjoying my fluff to that point ❤ When I was writing the comforting HCs, all I had in mind was how I can manage to make my readers smile whenever they’re having a bad day. So I’m beyond happy that my writing managed to heal you even by a fraction ❤

Of course you can have as many cuddles as you want! Your ask made me smile like an idiot and brightened my entire day, so let me write as many suitors as I can for you!

Cuddles HCs:

Edgar:

When it comes to cuddling, Edgar Bright essentially has two moods. The first one is his teasing cuddles. He would patiently wait around for his prey (you) to come, until he spots the moment where you let down your guard, so he can tackle you into a tight back hug, eliciting a heartfelt laugh from you.

At other times, whenever you’re lying tranquilly in your shared bed, reading a book or simply enjoying the sunlight filtering through the window, Edgar would creep around you, throw his arms around your waist, before starting to mercilessly tickle your sides. He will not stop until you repeatedly beg him for mercy after exhausting all of your strength on trying to escape his strong hold on you, clumsily kissing his cheek in an attempt to distract him from his teasing.

Your kisses are the only escape route, and Edgar will happily stop his assault, contently pulling you to his chest, his carefree laughs echoing between the walls.

Edgar’s second mood, however, is much heavier than the first. These specific moments happen seemingly out of nowhere, in the middle of the night or in late evenings, Edgar will surely find his way to wherever you are, before wordlessly placing his head on your shoulder, a gesture you quickly learned to recognize as a silent cry for help. When his dark thoughts simply refuse to leave him alone, Edgar always opts to stay by your side, your soft presence chasing his inner demons even for just a short while. 

Enveloped in your cuddles, your lover seems to let himself fall apart at last, his tense shoulders finally relaxing and his forced smile dropping away to allow his true feelings to surface for once. Edgar will let you hold him for hours without budging an inch, basking in your warmth, allowing your affection to seep through his bones, healing his very soul.

Jonah:

This one here, is undoubtedly the Queen of Cuddles. 

Jonah does not only love cuddles, no no, he demands cuddles whenever he feels like it, and at any place he deems appropriate. Jonah doesn’t care for the book you’re reading, nor the appointment you have in five minutes, nor the party you promised you’ll attend with Blanc. If Jonah Clemence wants cuddles, cuddles he will surely get.

However, if he is ever faced with “Are you a cuddler?” type of question , don’t be too surprised when Jonah denies this statement as if his life depends on it. “I simply go along with your wishes!” Jonah would indignantly explain, a lovely blush spread on his cheeks. “It’s not as if I want to cuddle all the time because you smell heavenly and it feels so peaceful in your arms! Not at all!”. Sometimes, you really think it’s a good thing Jonah is too cute for you to get angry, or else you would have banned cuddles since a very long time.

Jonah’s cuddles are warm and soft. He likes to bury his face in the crook of your neck, breathe in your smell, close his eyes and enjoy the peace.

Jonah utterly despises it when someone interrupts your cuddling time. He will shout and complain at whoever knocked at your door, immediately dismissing them if he deems their words unimportant. If it’s a matter which cannot bear to await, Jonah, although very, VERY reluctantly, will eventually disentangle himself from you, a death glare engraved on his porcelain features, scaring everyone away from him, as he heads for his office.

Jonah, once finished settling his duties, will return to your side, quietly slip beside you, sighing in pure happiness as he wraps his arms around you, his silky voice barely a whisper as he says: “I’m home, darling.”

Harr:

This precious cinnamon roll never knew cuddles existed before he met you. The first time you tried to push yourself closer in his embrace, he immediately shifted away, asking you if having him this close is not utterly  uncomfortable for you. 

No matter how hard you keep on trying, your hugs barely last a minute, and every time you quietly attempt to shift close to him while you’re both lying on the bed or on the sofa, Harr will wear a troubled expression on his face, and put more distance between your two bodies, as if he is afraid he will hurt you just by touching you.

As your relationship slowly progress, and Harr gains confidence in himself, your cuddling sessions become more frequent. Step by step, you find Harr sticking closer to you, his hands further settling on your hips, embracing you from behind as you doze off to sleep.

And if ever Harr is in the mood for cuddles, he will shyly approach you, steal glances at your face until you pay him attention. Your lover is slowly getting addicted to cuddles, and you can’t be any happier. You noticed that the more closer you two get, the more often Harr smiles, his aura finally appearing more relaxed and less guarded than the day you two first met. 

Harr simply adores laying his head on your chest, listen to your steady heartbeat, while you’re gently stroking his head. He will melt between your fingers, his well-crafted walls completely down, his eyes twinkling in pure satisfaction at the feeling of safety in his lover’s arms.

Lancelot:

To be honest, I do not particularly see Lancelot as they type to cuddle a lot. Due to his demanding job and extremely busy schedule, Lancelot do not exactly have the luxury to bask in your embrace and forget about the entire world. There is always papers to sign, meetings to attend and soldiers to supervise.

His strict upbringing is also another factor in his not-so-touchy attitude. He was never taught how to communicate through close touches, nor how to transmit his emotions by hugs. This explains his puzzlement when it came to cuddling.

This does not mean that he completely hates the intimate gesture. Far from it, Lancelot adores having you close by his side, wrapped in his arms, safe from all harm. It is just that his cuddles never extend beyond a certain time.

The warmth and passion in each of his embraces, however, compensate for this and more. Lancelot tend to tightly pull you against his chest, his hand coming up to caress your hair while the other is drawing relaxing patterns into your back, lulling you to a peaceful sleep.

At days where you notice that Lancelot is having a rough time, his stress building up to the point of torture, you will immediately suggest taking a break from work, before dragging him to your shared room away from other people’s eyes. 

As you try your best to pull him into your embrace, Lancelot will start off a bit stiff, still not used to receive too much affection all at once. But as minutes ticks by, he will slowly but surely start to relax against your chest, his face buried in your neck, arms tightly secured around your waist.

The gentle smile and the soft peck on your lips you later on receive from him encourage you to further get your lover used to cuddles. After all, nothing is better than having Lancelot all to yourself, wrapped between your arms, protected from the world.

I thought about writing more Suitors, but I quickly run out of ideas >/w/

I chose to give you my top 4 Suitors in the game, since you did not specify any character! So this ask was also written for my own sake too!

I hope you enjoy these fluffy cuddles ❤

My Ask Box is re-opened for the moment, so make sure to make the most out of it! I’m looking forward to your Asks!

[sixpenceeeharms]

Responding to a year’s worth of hate mail

lol it���s been a while since we ventured into the inbox. here’s a selection of the hate mail we’ve received.

all of these have usernames attached because we have anon off, but since I don’t necessarily trust everyone who reads this not to send (arguably deserved) hate, I’m not including the names. you’re welcome.

Thats why all u can call out are sources and “art theft” Ur legit jus mad bc u dont have anywhere near as many followers as they do. Grow the fvck up, man, and act ur age.

you first. make sure to pay attention in your 3rd grade spelling class! it’s really important to learn how to write properly. :)

People need to grow a spine and stop being so butt hurt by every little thing. I do agree that art 6p uses needs to be correctly sourced and credited to the OC, but sometimes it can be hard finding a credible correct source to a specific image

oh my god. you’ve made a medical breakthrough. you’ve managed to figure out spinal regeneration AND a solution to the opioid epidemic??? get this person a nobel prize!!!

also here’s how to find the source for an image it’s really not that hard

There are no sources for some of sixpence’s stuff I’m calling the cops

don’t forget to call a whaaaambulance too we need to be hospitalized from that sick burn

I love how you guys take stuff out of context! Like my favorite is people correcting you on stuff sixpenceee said and you calling it harassment, super funny keep up the great comedy!

thanks! so nice to see our work is appreciated :)

Get over it!

get over what. you need to be more specific. get over a nearby mountaintop? get over our own past hangups? get over what Joss Whedon did to Natasha Romanoff? because that last one is never going to happen.

c'mon dude, grow the fuck up . you're probably some little baby who's sad that she gets more attention then you do. boo fucking hoo. you're a god damn child

you can tell we aren’t babies because we’re allowed to say “fuck”

After looking through your "evidence" to all the things you claim sixpencee to do and be, the only thing I've seen is that your nothing but a typical Tumblr social justice extremist who wants attention. You don't wanna close this blog? The fucking fine, Tumblr will be more than happy to do that for you since this blog is meant to target someone. You should be ashamed of yourself.

we’ll add “be ashamed of ourselves” to our to do list, thanks! quick question tho. is “the fucking fine” a new tax on nsfw posts? b/c that’s quite an innovative way to deal with pornbots that I think legit should be tried.

I feel like you're a sad person if you have to have a blog about someone you don't like. Obviously, you being negative about sixpenceee being negative doesn't make a positive. I hope you find happiness and someday you're able to not waste your time analyzing and scrutinizing a blog every day.

if making a blog about someone you don’t like makes you a sad person, what does sending hate mail to a blog you don’t like make you?

certainly not a good person, that’s for sure.

yoo, i understand that you don't like her blog (it's quite clear), but was an entire blog dedicated to shitting on her reall neccessary? You're not exactly making anyone happier, it's more along the lines of ruining someones blog. Some of your 'proof' posts trot into special snowflake territory (hate me all you want but it's true) and it's a valid argument for the people that can actually accept mistakes and move on. Call put her mistakes sure, but you're really dragging them out too far.

yeah, it’s necessary, because a lot of the people who call sixpenceee out end up deactivating / removing posts because they get inundated with hate from sixpenceee’s fans. 

also we’re not the ones ruining sixpenceee’s blog. she’s doing a great job of doing that herself; we’re just shining a spotlight on it.

I just think there are far worse people in the world, and sixpence could really be a pretty agreeable person with just a different perspective and different environment around her than you or others. But are those differences enough for us to completely demonize her and instead not try to relate to her enough to level with her and communicate on a more constructive basis ?Aren't there worse people in the world that need exposing versus just a girl who likes to post over related things?

this just in, supporting child slavery is not problematic, it’s just a different perspective!

I don't want to defend sixpence but this blog really isn't productive in the slightest. Maybe people will unfollow on the off chance they run into your blog? Or...You COULD do normal things like contact the authorities, report literally every chance you get (since you clearly you have the free time). If you're not going to actually do something then you're part of the problem. A little blog won't even dent the change you want to make.

you think we haven’t reported sixpenceee’s bullshit? tumblr doesn’t do shit about it because she’s one of their most popular bloggers.

and I dunno, the 200+ positive messages in our inbox thanking us for making this blog mean something. not much, but something.

Do you seriously have nothing better to do than to have a blog dedicating to defiling another blog?? Like why???? You COULD just unfollow her and go about your life instead of being extra and making a blog about your teenage angst

ngl I love that you used the word “defile”. it’s a fantastic word that’s really underutilized

Woowwwwwww someone pissed in your cheerios lmfao

...I was wondering what that taste was. thanks for clearing up that little mystery!

You have too much time on your hands lol

thank you for reminding me of the absolutely awful movie In Time. please don’t steal my time, I need that.

This is beyond stupid. I love Tumblr cause we can post whatever we want and show others who we really are. I can't do this on Facebook lol so why go after someone who wants to post whatever they want or interested in?? There is no harm going on. I think your just jealous. If you don't like the posts then just don't follow the person. Making a page about how much you don't like sixpence is very immature!

we’re also posting what we want and showing the world who sixpenceee really is. freedom of speech doesn’t just apply to people you agree with, you know.

Forgive me if I misunderstand, but what is the goal here? To get her page taken down? Why are you spending so much energy to call out one person for their, frankly, common misconceptions and issues? Wouldn't it be easier to hide her content from your own viewing so that you don't have to see it? Couldn't you give her your grievances directly? I mean ultimately it's about whatever makes you feel better. No one can stop you, but you also gotta know that you can't necessarily stop her either.

check the FAQ for our goals. 

and sixpenceee is notorious for ignoring people who don’t kiss her ass

and you’re right. you can’t stop us now cuz we’re haVING A GOOD TIME HAVING A GOOD TIME!!

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Apr 23, 2019

It's happening. My life is ACTUALLY over. Some people can be such idiots. And I don't know how to deal with this BS. I can never trust anyone again because so much s*** arises when I try to help people. I've been betrayed, and I hate how I can't stand up for myself. I honestly don't know what to do. But I should probably describe the situation. I wrote an essay, and it wasn't a very good one. I'll admit, I'm having some trouble in this class. Okay, a LOT of trouble. I currently have an F. In order to improve this grade, I met with my teacher on Thursday, and they said that after our conversation, they would feel bad if they just let me turn in the essay as is, because I would just get things marked down. They gave me until Monday to fix it. So I worked my a** off /all weekend/ in order to improve this essay. This was a second chance, that I was EXTREMELY grateful for. So, I also have clubs before school on Mondays, so I come in early Monday morning, and my "friend" is sitting there. So I start up a conversation because I still have some time before my club starts. Turns out, even though we have different teachers, we got the same set of prompts. It /also/ turned out that my "friend" didn't do their essay, and needed some help. So I shared my essay with them. And this is where s*** hits the fan. For anyone who's ever made anything, you've probably started making whatever because of inspiration. Take a cake for example. You're walking around, and you see a really pretty cake, multiple layers, colors, decorations, and you think to yourself: "Wow. What a pretty cake! Now I want to make a cake!" and so you do. Now while you might have similar aspects to your cake (like how different essays might have similar points because they're about the same topic), you make the cake your own. Because you know, if you just make a replica, then it's not really /your/ cake. It's a copy of somebody else's. That's what I thought my "friend" was going to do. I thought they were going to take my general ideas. I thought they were going to look at my cake and say "Hey, I like the thought of buttercream.", then go make their own buttercream. But of course I was wrong. Whenever anything bad could happen, I always seem to make the wrong decision. My "friend" looked at my buttercream, and proceeded to stick their hand directly into my mixing bowl. Spreading the contaminated frosting all over her "cake", making it "their own". And here's the kicker. THEY WEREN'T SNEAKY ABOUT IT. I was working in google docs (which will be an important point later). Now, I shared my essay with my "friend", who I will refer to now as "M" (for motherf***er. lol), because "friend" is too much work. So, I share my doc with M, and then I ran off to my club. And while I was at my club, M decided to just STEAL my essay and "make it their own". Changing some words around (eg. changing "hive mind" to "cookie cut expectation") and calling it their own. Now, I'll admit, they added some of their own evidence, but they had too. Because we're in different classes, they had different sources. But they didn't even change the supporting reasons for the evidence. I ran the documents though a program, and it turns out they changed a whopping FIVE SENTENCES. In a SIXTY SEVEN SENTENCE ESSAY. That's not a lot of difference. And they changed all of this while I was at my club. But, they f-ed up. Instead of hiding what they had done (like any cheater should know how to do), they decided to edit /right on top/ of my work. Now I'm not saying that I cheat. I've definitely made my own version of a buttercream, but I've never outright taken someone else's. If I read someone else's essay, and I find a point that I agree with, I'll definitely find a way to incorporate it into my own essay. But I will find my own evidence, and I'll write my own conclusions. But M was an idiot, and didn't even have enough common sense to try to hid what they were doing. And since they typed directly in my document, when I turned it in, after my club, right before class started, it had their name at the top. I didn't even realize it until halfway through first period. I thought to myself: "Hey, did you remember to finish that sentence before you turned it in? Because it would look pretty darn stupid if you had a half finished sentence." So I went into google docs to check. And as I'm reading though, I see the title of an article that I didn't read. "wtf?" I think to myself. Then I scroll to the top, and lo and behold. It has M's name on it. I start freaking out, and I go to where I submitted it online. It has M's name on it. So I immediately text them. I ask them why the f*** they were writing in my document, I tell them the one I submitted has their name on it, and I almost break down in class. And one of my table-mates notices. She asks me what's wrong, and I tell her the gist, leaving out names. At this point, M isn't replying, so as soon as class ends, I call them, all of my calls going to voicemail. Second period, I'm still freaking out. A friend asks me whats wrong, and I tell them. Again, excluding names. My friend tells me I should write an email to my teacher, telling her how M ripped me off. Then, it happens. M replies. They immediately go on the offense, saying "Dude delete it or something" (which I couldn't because the website I turned it into doesn't allow you to delete submissions), along with "Dude why didn't u check", and "I wish u just read it over before submitting". Well, let me tell you something. I worked on that essay ALL WEEKEND. I read it, and re-read it so many times, I was sick of it. I made some final edits, and I knew that I was going to submit it as it was. I tried my very best and I was finally content with how it was. And now I feel like she's trying to make me feel guilty, like it's my fault. And honestly? It's kind of working. I'm in a constant state of fear because I know how much trouble you can get on for copying someone else's work. So, back to second period. M has texted back, telling me, that I should tell the teacher that, and I quote: "My friend shared her essay for me to  check it and I accidentally  submitted hers". Which both me and my friend (who will now be E, for "extraordinary", and "friend" is long), know would never work. M said "Just tell her U accidentally submitted mine  she’ll believe". Which made me think to myself: "But... no. My teacher is not a F-ING IDIOT." M tells me to email my teacher, and because they apparently doesn't trust me, says: "Lemme see the email when u done writing". And all the while, E is telling me "just throw M under the bus. If you try to cover for them, and you get caught in a lie, then you'll both get in trouble. But if you blame M, then it won't be as bad for you." But because I'm who I am, I'm a bit of a pushover. I don't want to be mean. I don't want to throw M under the bus. But I also don't want to lie. So, I do write an email to my teacher. But it's the truth. I told my teacher that I shared my essay with my friend, and they typed over it, in order to pass it off as their own. Now, I was upset. And E was also very angry. So that email was probably a tad bit more aggressive than it needed to be. (Now here's where the google doc part becomes important) I included in the email that I had proof that I wrote the original essay. In google docs, you can look at your "version history". And if you look at the version history of this document, you can see that all previous versions had my name on it. (this point will also come up again later, so don't forget it.) With my email sent, I asked E what to do. Sure, I wrote the email, but the content wasn't something that would please M. E told me to confront M, and say that I wasn't going to cover for them, but I don't like confrontation, so I said that I couldn't. So E took my phone and got M's number. E texted M, and I didn't know what had been sent until 4th period. E knew that I was having trouble in this class, and she relayed this information to M. E explained the gist of what was going on, beginning the message with "she wont tell you this so i will", and ending it with "please just write your own essay next time". Overall, I think the tone of E's message was a bit cold, but it wasn't outright mean. But then. M has the AUDACITY to message me, saying "would it help if I gave u my essay and u could finish it?" I mean, what the F***?! I worked mt a** off for that essay, which you practically STOLE, and now you're asking me to write ANOTHER ONE? FOR YOU? And your explanation is "So it shows u had ur own essay". Absolute bulls***. So I've sent my email, and now I just go though the rest of my day, trying to avoid thinking about it, figuring I'll talk to my teacher at the end of class (which would also be at the end of the day because I have that class last.), but I never get the chance. I walk into 8th, and I start silent reading, like we do during this unit. Then we start working with our groups. But halfway through class, I get called out. Joy. I get escorted to the Dean's office, and guess who's there. If you've read everything preceding this, you've probably guessed it. It was M. The Dean starts talking, and M tries to explain themselves, telling lie, after lie, saying that we had "switched essays for peer editing", and "because we shared them, I might have just submitted the wrong one" (one again, I think they were trying to make it seem like my fault). And then the Dean says something that makes me question why I'm here. They say (something along the lines of) "Well, you came in here, sounding kind of frustrated". This. This makes me think that M came in here if their own free will. And from what it sounded like, they came in here because of E's message. And even later, M texted me saying "Did u tell a lot of people Cuz lots of people were talking to me". And I think to myself: "I've told like, 1 and a half people? And I've never used your name. How are people alking to you?" So I ask who. And apparently, "lots of people" is 2. E, and the girl from my first period class. The single message E sent was apparently enough to set M off. And the girl from my class? She's friends with M, so when M started talking about the this s***show of a situation, (so I'm not the only guilty party!) this girl put 2 and 2 together and figured it out herself. Yet M blames me for telling people. WTF. But whatever right? M's just trying to make me upset (right?). Back at the Dean's office, class is ending and so M leaves to catch their bus. I have clubs after school, so I stay in the office a bit longer. The Dean (who will now be shortened to D) says that our stories are conflicting. My email accuses M of stealing my essay, but M is saying that it was a mix up and that I accidentally submitted theirs. I proceed to tell D that I wrote the essay, and that M made edits on top to "make it their own". I tell D that I can show her the version history to prove it (told you it would come up again!) So I take out my essay, and show her the version that had been completed April 21, 9:19 PM. But D says that doesn't count as proof because I "could have just gone back and put my name over M's". Which is BS. Because if you try to go into a previous version of the document to change something, /it makes a new version/. AND, it /keeps the old version/! There's no way to delete a previous version (that I have found), so the version history should have been proof enough. But it's not. Which made we so worried, because of what D said next. She said that because I didn't have proof that I wrote the essay, and because the one I turned in had M's name on it, it looked like I was the one who stole /M's/ essay. Which is f-ed up. Because it's the complete opposite. D also said (something along the lines of) "I like it when people just confess and come clean. Telling the truth makes it so much easier for everyone. Because your stories right now, are very confusing. Someone just coming forward and admitting to what they did would be super helpful." And the entire time, she was looking at me as is she was just waiting for me to crumble and admit to the crime. But I didn't do it. And her BS about how "telling the truth makes things easier"? I've told her the truth. But she doesn't believe me. And it sucks. And it's not even a "boy who cried wolf" situation. I haven't been lying to her, she just won't believe me from the get-go. After I get dismissed, I go to my club. During which I get a text from M. But I couldn't deal with their BS right then so I waited until after my club to read it. And this /monster/, this /criminal/, is just asking me different variations of "what did you say". I tell M the bare minimum because I don't really want to talk to M again. But because M had to go catch the bus, D ended the conversation with "we'll continue this conversation tomorrow". So M messages me, asking "Can we meet b4 school tommorow to talk more abt this", saying they'll be there at 7:30 in the morning. Now, I had other plans that morning, and I know that M just wanted to meet up so we could make up some lie that would inevitably get us caught, but I still wen't early so I could tell M that I just wanted to tell the truth. I get to school 7:18. I'm early so I wait. 7:24, I text them, letting them know I'm there. 7:30 rolls around, and they're a no-show. 8:18 comes, and at this point I need to get to 1st period. Finally, 8:31 hits, I'm already in class and I get a text from M. "Hey fam I’m sry I got sick today and I couldn’t go to school". First of all, this is serious. WTF is up with the texting language? Second, "sick". Yeah right. Would have been nice to know before you made me WASTE my morning. I had other s*** I needed to get done. And I couldn't because you're a flaky piece of garbage. So yeah, a entire crock-pot of flaming trash. I spent my hole day in fear, wondering if I was still going to get called to the Dean's office even if M wasn't there. I got through my last period class, and practically bolted out the door as soon as the bell rang. I do't know what's going to happen to me. M won't take responsibility for their actions, and because D won't believe the truth, it looks like I'm the one in the wrong. I'm so f-ed, because I know M isn't planning of taking the blame. Saying "I’m freaking out too because I need to try so hard to make sure none of us get in trouble" and "Dude I don’t wanna get u or me suspended or smn" even though is we just TOLD THE TRUTH, it would only be M that gets in trouble. M is trying to make me go along with it by saying "u or me", when in reality, M is just trying to save their own a**. So I'm just freaking out. Because I'm already failing this class, why would I do something as stupid as cheat? I know that if I were to get caught, then I'd be completely and utterly f-ed. I have no reason to cheat. But I've been screwed over because M won't own up and D won't believe the truth. S***.