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bratzs12345 · 2 months

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Short scene from a WIP

I swear, I've been working on this fic for over a year. And, god dammit, I swear I'm finishing it up before the start of the semester. /:(

Suddenly, Armin spoke up once more. “You know, Levi. I think I owe you an apology.”

Levi raised an eyebrow, hesitant to ask but still playing along. “What for?”

“I guess there had been a few rumors going around school that you and Eren had…involed, so to say,” He said, choosing his words carefully. As he continued talking, he kept on eye on both boy’s and their expressions. “But, it was wrong of me to assume. I mean, we’re a team now. So, if i had any suspicions about what you two were doing, I should have just come to you.”

Levi could sense where this was going. From the corner of his eye, he surveyed Eren’s face and could see the younger man a red blush creep up his neck. His lips were tightly pursed as he waited for the next words to come out of the blonde’s mouth.

“The best way to go about this is just to be direct, yeah. So, just to be sure, is there anything going on between you and Eren?”

Though he didnt show it on his face, Levi was slightly stunned by the blonde’s boldness. This entire conversation made him realize that he had greatly undermined the sammer man’s guts. Before tonight, he never would have thought Eren’s sidepiece could be so confrontational. Then again, I guess it takes some guts to step up and run as big of a crime organization as the Scouts.

Finally, It was Eren’s turn to break the silence.

“Well, that would be weird, considering he used to date my brother,” Eren said, trying to make his voice was smooth and nonchalant.

Levi guessed this wasn’t the first time he had to lie under pressure. But, he had known him for so long that he could tell. He could hear the slight crack in his voice; see the sweat beads that were accumulating on his neck. To the trained eye, Eren was terrible under pressure.

Armin looked back at him in surprise. “Is that true?”

Its no surprise Armin hadn’t known about his and Zeke’s previous affair. Levi had threatened more than a few Scouts for bringing up it up around him. All the more reason for Eren’s incidental confession to make a nre loe. Levi’s eye twitched as he felt two pair of eyes stare back at him. Armin’s with confusion and intrigue, and Eren’s with fear and desperation. Levi couldn’t help but feel annoyed that the latter would throw him under the bus like that, especially when he knew what a toll the breakup took on him.

“I don’t know if I would say date,” Levi responded slowly, trying to keep his anger out of his voice. “That’s a pretty strong word after all. Some would say it was his brother that had a huge crush on me. And, we fucked several times.”

“Oh?” Armin said, nodding but still pretty lost on where this conversation was heading.

He knew it was petty and childish, but his past relationship was still a pretty sore spot. He couldn’t help but to become even more spiteful in response.

He turned to the younger Yeager with venom in his eyes, “But, I mean, Eren, there’s no need to be modest. I’m not the only one dating family around here.”

Armin looked back at Eren confused. Inwardly, Levi smirked triumphently. If Eren could play dirty, then do could he.

“Oh, right,” He said, feigning nonchalance. “He probably didn’t tell you, but he definitely dated my cousin at one point as well,”

Eren chucked, as more beads of sweat continued to drip down “Like Levi said, ‘date’ is a strong word. I mean, it was just middle school,”

“How long were you two…seeing each other?” Armin asked hesitantly.

Another nervous chuckle escaped from the nervous man. He wisely decided to pass up on answering his lover’s question. “I mean, can you even call it “dating” at that point? Middle school relationships hardly ever count,”

“I mean, she liked you enough to deal with all of your bullshit,” Levi muttered.

“Bullshit?” Eren exclaimed, for a moment, indignance overridden his embarrassment. “Mikasa was the one broke up with me. And over nothing at that.”

“Oh please.You lied to her almost every day,” Levi couldn’t help but roll his eyes. “What else do you call that?”

“Maybe I only did that because I had no other choice. Because, the actual person I had feelings for kept ignoring and rejecting me for years,”

“So, you admit to using my cousin in your petty quest for revenge, huh?” He said with a blank stare. “Well, it’s about time Yeager.”

Armin couldn’t keep up with the as his eyes flickered between the two, watching them bicker. At this point, even he didn’t know what to say. He could tell there was still a few issues between the two men that they still have yet to address. And, he could tell that the two have a lot of shared history. Though he didn’t know if that was supposed to make him more reassured of his status his and Eren’s status or less.

Meanwhile, Eren could feel himself getting more and more worked up as the argument went on. It was the same old argument they always had, but he still couldn’t help but be annoyed as they rehashed the same issue they had been arguing over for years. For some reason, he had hoped that after this mission and their agreement, they would be able to put the past behind them. And, maybe Levi would even come to understand why he did some of the thing he did. But, that hope was quickly squashed in a matter of minutes.

This issue refused to leave either of their minds. Levi still saw him the same way he did ten years ago: an immature kid who didn’t think or care about anyone. At this point, his perception was probably even worse.

Eren groaned in frustration. With anger seeping into his tone, he responded, “You know, that’s just like you, Levi. Always in one ear out the other. You’ve always been the same,”

“I know you’re not making this about me,” He responded, appalled that the other Scout would even take it there. “This is not my problem. I am not the issue here. You are.”

“Everyone, calm down!” Mikasa yelled breaking up the bickering.

#eren x levi #ereri fanfic #ereri #aot fanfiction #armin x eren #eremin #eremin fanfiction

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melshome · 2 years

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late at night

cw fluff, angst, insomnia characters xiao/aether a/n im still sorry about not uploading only scara :,) heh sorry

As the teacher is announcing the details of the small trip, Aether's mind is somewhere else. He's worrying. Panicking, about what to do about the trip. He needs to go, he knows Lumine would want him to go. He'll just ditch the bath and go out somewhere, while the others do their thing. There! I got it, finally!

Aether crosses his arms on the table, and rests his head on his arms. He's not been able to sleep lately, and it's causing him trouble. He's sleeping in the middle of class, and it's quite annoying. He tries to sleep in the afternoon, but it seems his body is only comfortable sleeping at school.

"AETHER." He lifts his head, and sees Lumine standing next to him, with her arms crossed.

"Yeah Yeah, I'll definitely go on this trip, Lumi.." He says, going back to sleep.

"Oh yipee!~" Lumine goes back to her desk, with Amber and Collei (the two love birds~ ;])

"Aether."

"Yes Xiao?" He doesn't lift his head.

"Are you tired?"

"Yes, I didn't get much sleep yesterday." It was a half lie.

Xiao stands there, before saying good bye and going back to his desk. Aether sighs, closing his eyes, and drifting off into his own little world. "Aether, you need to stop sleeping in class!" Lumine says, opening their front door. Aether groans, taking off his shoes.

"Yeah yeah, I understand Lumine," Aether mumbles, going upstairs to his room.

He places his bag on his desk, and opens his laptop. He goes onto discord, and clicks on the therapy server he's in. He's relived he doesn't need to explain anything, to anyone in this server. He can just talk without being judged.

i-eath-her: I'm still having sleeping problems. I can't seem to fall asleep, and it's bugging me. I tried taking sleeping pills, but I can't take them every single day. I only seem to fall asleep at school, in my classroom.

He goes onto another tab to do some online homework, but he receives a ping in only a few minutes.

acermaple: You have symptoms of insomnia it seems, but you will need to check with a professional to be sure. Never diagnose yourself without a professional. Try sleeping and waking up at the same time, everyday. My friend used to have similar symptoms to yours. He tried that, and he is now sleeping peacefully.

Aether covers his face with his hands, and pushes his hair back. God dammit.. He turns off his laptop, and throws himself on his bed, landing on his stomach. A few minutes of just laying there, he unties his braid. He turns to his back, running his hands through his hair. Aether lets himself hear all the noises he wouldn't usually hear if he was playing Valorant with some of his classmates.

He recently started having no motivation for anything. He deleted Earthly Impact yesterday, but he hasn't deleted Valorant yet. Maybe because Xiao plays it.. Aether doesn't really read much books anymore, as it's hard to find good books he's actually interested in reading. He just listens to music, while trying to fall asleep.

Thump, thump, thump

"Lumi, what is it?" Aether shouts, turning around, facing his window, his back to his door. His bedroom door opens, and closes again.

"Lumine, I TOLD YOU TO KNOC-" Aether freezes right as he's about to continue, when he's facing Xiao's stomach. Xiao sits down on the edge of the bed.

"What are you doing here?" Aether asks, turning back to face the window. Xiao says nothing.

"What are you doing here, Xiao?" Aether asks again, in a more serious tone. He sounds tired, and fed up.

"You told me today, I can come over for the history assessment any time," Xiao says. Aether sits up, muttering something under his breath.

He gets out of bed, and they both begin doing the assessment together. Aether brings some snacks and a drink over. They soon finish their assessment, and then, they just hang out together, while listening to some "Enphyen". Aether doesn't remember much, but he does remember Xiao caressing his hair. "Aether, WAKE UP!" Lumine shakes her brother awake.

"What is it Lumi.." He asks, stretching while he's still on the bed.

"It's the Japanese trip thing today, idiot," Lumine throws a pillow at Aether's face before leaving his room.

He manages to get up, and pack 5 days worth of clothing into his gym bag. The two of them leave the house together, while eating breakfast on the way to the train. For once, Aether wasn't yawning that much as usual.

When they arrive at the train station, everyone is already there. Aether sees Xiao standing up, looking at his direction. Xiao gives a small smile when Aether jogs up to him.

"Good morning Xiao," Aether says, smoothing out his hair.

"Morning."

"By the way, sorry if I fell asleep," Aether's grip on his gym bag handle tightens.

"No worries."

The teacher soon marks the roll, knowing that everyone is now here. They soon board the train, having a whole compartment to themselves. Aether sits with Xiao, Scaramouche and Kazuha. Four people in each little sitting area.

Xiao and Aether on one side, Kazuha and Scaramouche on the other. The four of them play uno, and some truth or dare. But after eating their lunch they bought, the games kind of got boring. So they just did their own thing. Xiao was reading a book on his kindle, Scaramouche and Kazuha playing a game on Scaramouche's phone. Aether was leaning on the window, trying to fall asleep before he gets there.

After a few minutes, Xiao looks up and sees most of the class are sleeping. He turns to his right and sees Aether sleeping. He puts his kindle on the table, and gently, moves Aether's head, so he's sleeping on Xiao's shoulder. Xiao continues reading on his kindle, with Aether sleeping on his shoulder.

"Oi, Aether, get up," Aether feels someone gently slapping his face. Scaramouche is leaning across the table, giving Aether a disgusted look.

"Look at you two lovebirds, disgusting," Scaramouche sits back down.

"Disgusting? Weren't you sleeping on Kazuha's lap, Scara?" One of his friends pops out from the section behind him.

His face turns red. "Why don't you shut up?" Kazuha chuckles, resting his head on his palm, staring at Scaramouche with so much love.

Aether lifts his head from Xiao's shoulder. "Sorry Xiao," he says, stretching his arms. Xiao gives a small nod as he's reading on his kindle. Soon, the whole class arrives at their destination. A small town, which is not that popular, but it has an amazing bathhouse and activities for the students to do. They hop on a bus and go to their little housing place, where they're staying for the 5 days. Their little housing, is also the bathhouse, which is great. The boys in the class are staying in one room and the girls in the other. Each room has a teacher in it, so they won't cause trouble.

"Okay students, today we'll be able to go into the bath, so please get ready at the changing rooms," Mrs. Gunnhilder announces, turning to face Mr. Ragnivindr, who goes off to the show the boys the changing rooms. "Aether, are you not coming?" Kazuha asks Aether, who's still sitting down. Aether doesn't respond, he's panicking.

"Y-yeah.. I will, just go on without me," Aether says. He hears Kazuha leave the room, closing the door behind him. Aether is about to lay on his back, when he feels his head hit something... or someone. He sits up, and turns around, and sees that it's Xiao.

"Ah. Xiao.. Hello, are you not going to the bath thing?" Aether asks, giving his best, normal smile.

"No, I'll keep you company," Xiao says.

"Nah, it's fine. I was planning to go anyways.. I'm just.." Aether says standing up, but he isn't able to finish his sentence. Xiao places a hand on Aether's shoulder, and smiles. A bigger smile this time, not one of those small smiles. It's a smile that says "I'm here for you".

"Aether, what is it? Are you having trouble sleeping? Are you eating enough?" Aether stands there, trying not to frown or give in to any of the emotions he's feeling right now.

Guilt.. Sadness... Anger... He's feeling so much emotions. He feels so glad that someone has noticed. That he doesn't need to keep all this to himself.

Aether wipes his eyes, before running out. He runs, as far as his legs can take him. The sun is still setting, so it's fine. It won't rain, won't it?

"Apparently it's gonna rain around 8.. But it'll only be for today, so the rest of the days, we can have our fun!" Teppei explains.

Aether stops running after a bit, and just stands there, panting. Tears are burning down his face.

Meow~

He turns back, and looks down at the ground, and sees a little grey cat, crouching on the floor. The cat seems to be shivering. Aether gives a small smile at the cat, being crouching down, and trying to approach the cat. He takes off his hoodie, and tries to offer it to the cat. Surprisingly, the cat lets Aether wrap his hoodie around the cat. But soon, he can feel rain drops. Small ones, and then it's suddenly pouring rain, drenching the two. Aether holds the cat, not caring about the rain. He quietly shivers, petting the cat. His white t-shirt is wet now.

Xiao takes a step forward, holding the umbrella above their heads. Aether looks up, and turns pale. Xiao sits down next to Aether on the path, and pets the cat with him. The rain came at the right time, because Aether is crying again.

"Aether.. I'm here for you, please remember that," Xiao says, sounding so.. guilty.

Aether stands up, and so does Xiao. They both silently walk back to the bathouse. Aether gives the cat to the owner of the bathhouse, and soon Xiao and Aether are alone outside in the front. Xiao places his hands on Aether's shoulder and turns him around.

"Aether, I love you. Please, remember I am here for you, no matter what you're going through. If you need any help, please tell me, I will do anything in my power to help you," Xiao puts Aether's head on his shoulder, and lets him pour it all out. All the pain he's been holding to himself, is all let out.

"Xiao.." Aether voice is croaky from all the crying.

"I love you too."

#xiao x aether angst #xiao x aether fluff #xiao x aether #genshin angst #genshin impact fluff #genshin fluff #genshin impact

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master-of-stringz · 2 years

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Miss You.

i have a lot of these persona 3 one-shot thingies prepared to post. this is cringe i know, but hey. i think its cool. this one's short, but i think it ain't bad. i think--

any feedback is appreciated!

Some Context: This would be set around the end of 2010, maybe 2011. Makoto/Protag-kun is dead and gone; and some people still think about him... almost daily.

Takeba was sleeping well at her dorm. That day was a simple one, like most had been since *that* night. Go to school, go along with the day; maybe chat a bit with some of her classmates, get annoyed by Junpei’s shennanigans; the usual. It wasn’t night-time yet, but the sun was slowly but surely going down.

Lately, she had noticed a feeling of… emptiness? Like, 2009 was for sure a crazy year, and a lot of the time it was also a REALLY hard one. But there were so many things that pumped her up back then… The thrill of fighting shadows, the power she could feel channeling through her veins; the will to protect the others and the world. The will to stay by his side… She truly misses those moments. Today may be a better time for the world, but her heart has a big hole that has yet to be filled up.

Yukari dreams, deeply. She has had many dreams since Nyx, and always remembers to write them down every morning. Mostly for herself, but sometimes she may find the time to share these with Mitsuru or someone else. There is some running “themes” with her dreams. She sees her Father a lot in there; but that only brings her joy. As a sweet reminder of what they all accomplished, you could say. She also sometimes has nightmares with things such as the Nyx Avatar, or the Magician’s Shadow that attacked them so long ago. But, most of the time; she dreams… about him.

The man that changed their lives. The man, who they themselves also changed. That boy who gave them hope in his own gloomy and sarcasctic ways… She recalls even calling him “Mr. Perfect”, and God; that is just so funny now.

But well. She sees him. On this weird, subconcious, some may say cognitive space. He’s there. As always, doesn’t really talk too much. But just seeing his smile and “talking” with him is enough for her. She clearly doesn’t know how any of this really works, but she does know for a fact that those dreams are… long. She just, keeps on talking. Sometimes resting on his lap or his shoulder, sometimes resting in bed… She just tells him how everything’s been going. Updates him on school, how their Senpais are doing on college; on how much cornier Junpei has got, or how Ken is doing on middle school.

One day, though; she opens up more than usual.

--“You know…”--. Yukari was sitting on a bench with Makoto, at what looked like a beautiful garden. –“You’re probably not the real one, for all I know. But talking here… knowing where I’m at and still getting to stay here, with you… It’s so comforting.”--. Makoto had a smile on his face, and he posed his head on Takeba’s shoulder. –“God dammit, Yuki. You could at least try to say something… You’re making me nervous, douche.”--. She said, getting redder by the second. She took a deep breath… --“Ah… I’ve already told you this, but seriously… we miss you. I miss you. I swear, that… someday, we’ll find a way. We… I… I will see you again. In person, like it should be. I know Yuki is not hearing this, but i need to get it out of my system. Again…”--. A little tear streamed down her cheek. The Fool’s thumb cleaned it off her face, with the usual look of no emotion that he had in the real world… but with those blue eyes, full of hope that she remembered so well. –“I know you’d call me stupid for saying this. But I really do… need you, down there. Everything is so much… dull, and boring; without you. It’s been a long time already, and I only feel worse every month.”--. She had a sad expresion on her face, looking at the flowers around them. –“Kind of ironic that of all things, it’d be a lack of YOU that would make everything boring, huh?”--. She had a melancholic smile on as she spoke. –“I—I’m sorry. I shouldn’t still be grieving like this. I’m such a dumb idiot for indulging in stuff like this…”--. The “dream” Makoto stood up a little bit, approaching Yukari’s ear with his lips. He, for once; spit out some words. –“Everything is going to be alright… just, live. Be happy, I know you can.”--. That was followed by a kiss on the cheek, one that wasn’t normal to see from the boy she knew. Still, she shortly gasped on surprise. It was not often that this “dream” partner of hers spoke. The poor girl didn’t know how to respond. The boy grabbed her hand, holding it tightly… to then, just calmly fall asleep on her lap.

It rememberd her of the moment they… “found” him. When they noticed he wasn’t breathing… when they noticed he didn’t have any pulse, when his heart suddenly stopped. She remembered the feelings that coursed through her brain. The anguish, sadness, the anger. She even blamed him, Aigis; herself… It felt like her Dad, all over again; but even worse. But this time… it was weird. Weird because, even if he was replicating that grim moment… she felt happy. She felt serene, with herself and with the world. It was like his words and actions were still helping her through everything, even from beyond the grave.

--“You’re good at making a girl feel special. Have I ever told you that?”--. She said, playing with Yuki’s hair. –“I love you, dork.”--. She mumbled to herself, falling asleep in the dream itself; waking up on her bed.

--“I will always love you, too…”--. An angelic voice echoed through space, unhearable for any human on earth. –“Take good care of everyone… I rest my trust on you.”--.

#Persona #Persona 3 #P3FES #Minato Arisato #Makoto Yuki #Makoto Yuuki #Yukari Takeba #Shuyuka #Fanfic

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ripchaos69 · 2 years

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SCP 956: What's a word thats a mix between 'sad' and 'mad'? SCP 1471: Disgruntled, miserable, desolated- SCP 049-j: Smad.

SCP 4166: What did you guys get in your yearbook? SCP 1879 : 'Prettiest Smile' SCP 2030: 'Nicest Personality' SCP 5681: 'Most likely to start a bar fight' SCP 5049: 'Least likely to start a bar fight, but most likely to win one'

SCP 4166: What does 'take out' mean? SCP 1879 : Food. SCP 5681: Dating SCP 2030: Murder SCP 5049: IT CAN MEAN ALL THREE IF YOU'RE NOT A COWARD.

SCP 4166: What if the person who named Walkie Talkies named everything? SCP 1879 : Pregnancy tests are Maybe Babies SCP 5049: Socks are Feetie Heaties SCP 2030: Forks are Stabby Grabbies SCP 1879 : Defibrillators are Heartie Starties SCP 5049: Nightmares are Dreamy Screamies SCP 2030: Stamps are Lickie Stickies SCP 5681, annoyed: You are disappointments

SCP 4166: Good morning. SCP 1879 : Good morning. SCP 5681: Good morning. SCP 2030: You all sound like robots, try spicing it up a bit. SCP 5049: MORNING MOTHERFUCKERS

SCP 4166: Favorite horror movie? SCP 1879 : It SCP 5681: Saw SCP 2030: Annabelle SCP 5049: High School Musical. after watching it I spent all my middle school years terrified that the entire school would start singing something and I’d be the only one who didn’t know the lyrics

SCP 4166: Bridge the generation gap by combining old and new slang into one! SCP 1879 : Tubular AF! SCP 5681: Mood to the max! SCP 2030, annoyed: Groovy, I hate it. SCP 5049, just as annoyed: If she breathes, she’s a square.

SCP 4166, trying to convince SCP 5049 to join the group: You know... I thought it'd be good to have someone come along who's really... strong! SCP 1879 : And loud! SCP 5681: And grumpy! SCP 2030: And oblivious to reality! SCP 5049:

SCP 4166: You really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast? SCP 1879 : Several traffic violations. SCP 5681: Three counts of resisting arrest. SCP 2030: Roughly thirteen cans of energy drinks. SCP 5049: Also, that’s not our car.

SCP 4166: Dammit, SCP 1879 ! SCP 1879 : What?! It wasn’t me! SCP 4166: Sorry, force of habit. Dammit, SCP 2030! SCP 2030: Not me either. SCP 4166: Oh...Then who set the house on fire? SCP 5049: *whistles*

Cop: You’re receiving a ticket for having three people on one motorcycle. SCP 4166: Shit. SCP 1879 : Wait, three? Cop: Yeah? SCP 2030: OH MY GOD SCP 5049 FELL OFF!!!

#scp foundation #incorrect quotes

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revenge-of-the-shit · 3 years

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Writing Chinese characters set within Western worlds

If you don’t want to read it on tumblr, go check this out on medium or go follow me on instagram at @annessarose_writes!

Alright. You know what. I’ve seen plenty of stereotypes in fiction (and in social media) that are so incredibly pervasive I’ve seen many Chinese people within the western world internalize it themselves. So here’s a rough guide on writing Chinese characters in an English-speaking Western setting, written by me, a Chinese Canadian woman.

If you’re here to say something racist fuck off. Otherwise, welcome! This is not a comprehensive guide by any means. This is merely a brief overview based on my own experiences. My experience (as someone in North America) will differ from someone living in, say, Europe or South America. I’m not representative of every Chinese person because everyone’s experience is unique. So here were are.

1. Our names

Chinese names are usually written as follows: [family name] [name]. Let’s take a Canadian historical figure as an example: 黃寬先. In Chinese, it’s pronounced “Wong Foon Sien.” On Canadian documents — which are written [First name] [Last name], he’d be called “Foon Sien Wong.” He went by “Foon Sien” for most of his life. That’s his full “first name.” Nobody would call him Foon because that’s just half of his name (unless given permission). It’d be like meeting a stranger called Alex and calling them “Al” right off the bat. Sure, they could go by Al, but you don’t know that.

For those of us living in the Western world, some of us have both a Chinese name and an English name. In these cases, our Chinese name becomes our middle name in English (e.g. a character could be called John Heen-Gwong Lee).

For some people who immigrated to the Western world but were born in China, their legal name would be their Chinese name. Some choose to keep that name. Some choose an English name as their “preferred” name but keep their Chinese name on legal documents. It varies.

2. Parents & Stereotypes

There’s two stereotypes which are so pervasive I see it being used over and over in jokes even within Chinese (and, to a larger extent, asian) communities:

The [abusive] tiger mom and the meek/absent dad

Both parents are unreasonably strict/abusive and they suck

I have yet to see any fiction stories with Chinese parents where they’re depicted as kind/loving/supportive/understanding (if you have recommendations — please do send them my way). Not all Chinese parents are tiger parents. Chinese parents — like all parents — are human. Good god. YES, they’re human! YES, they have flaws! YES, they are influenced by the culture they grew up in!

That isn’t to say there aren’t parents like those tropes. There are. I know this because I grew up in a predominantly Chinese community where I had many a friend’s parent who was like this. Parents who compare their kids to the best kid in class. Parents who force kids into private lessons and competitions that the kid despises because the parents think it’s for the best. Parents who have literally called their kid a disappointment because they didn’t get 100%.

But please, also consider: there’s parents who support their child’s goals and who listen. Not all parents force their kid into the stereotypical trifecta of lawyer/doctor/engineer — I know of a good number who support their child in choosing the path they want. There’s parents who make mistakes and learn and try their best to support their child. So please, for the love of god, if you write a Chinese character, don’t reduce their parents to stereotypes.

3. Language & Learning

When I first read The Son of Neptune by Rick Riordan, I was so excited to see a Chinese Canadian character in Frank Zhang. Finally, there was someone like me. Finally, there was representation in well-known western media.

While I do appreciate that RR added in Frank Zhang, it’s pretty obvious that he didn’t really know how to write a Chinese Canadian character. One of the most glaring examples: in The Son of Neptune, Frank reveals he can’t really read Chinese. In like, the next book (I think — it’s been a while since I read it), Frank is suddenly able to read Chinese because he “learned” it in two week’s time.

Nope. Nuh-uh. Learning Chinese is a pain, let me tell you. There’s thousands of different characters and it is something you need to devote a lot of time to learning (especially if you’re progressed past the best childhood years for learning a language). So if you’re writing about a Chinese character living in the western world, here’s what you need to know:

A character who was born and raised in the western world does not necessarily know how to read/write in Chinese.

If they were raised by their own family, the character would very likely know how to speak their own dialect. They’d be able to understand the language used in movies/TV and they sound like a native speaker, but they may not know how to use language outside of certain contexts (the term for this is heritage speaker).

They probably went to Chinese school. They probably hated it. Chinese school is usually universally hated and does not teach you jack shit other than a hatred for the place and a vague memory of learning how to read the language without actually retaining knowledge of what you learned.

Most of my friends who know how to read/write in Chinese learned from tutors, parents, or were born in China.

There’s two main types of written Chinese: Traditional (used by Cantonese speakers) and Simplified (used by Mandarin speakers).

There are MANY other dialects (which I don’t know much about). The most common ones are Mandarin (usually spoken by people from the mainland), then Cantonese (usually spoken by people from Hong Kong).

4. Fitting into the community

Usually, the story is one of two things: they’re the only Asian kid in the entire school, or they grew up in a predominantly East Asian community. Things to consider for both of these when you’re writing:

Growing up the only Asian kid

They’re “that Asian kid.” They’re different. They walk into a class and feel weird and out of place.

They bring food from home (usually ethnic cuisine) to school. Other classmates stare at it, make fun of it, demand what that strange food is.

“Where are you from?” “Here.” “No, like, where are you really from?”

“Your name is funny.”

People literally never getting the character’s name right.

And that horrible, horrible feeling: wishing that they were white so they could avoid all of this.

Growing up in a predominantly East Asian community

It’s not uncommon for Chinese cuisine to mix with other east Asian cuisines. For special occasions (or just for a casual night out), your character could very well go out to get some sushi, or go for some KBBQ, or get some Vietnamese noodles.

Screaming “AIYAA” at/with their friends unironically if they’re annoyed (I’ve done this a lot with Cantonese friends. Less so with Mandarin friends).

Slipping into Chinese for like, two words, during a mostly-English conversation to talk about food or some other topic that can’t be adequately conveyed in English.

Reading books by white authors and learning about white history and growing up thinking white names, white books, and white history is the norm and standard even though the community is surrounded by East Asian people.

When the character leaves this community, there’s a brief culture shock when they realize how sheltered they’ve been.

Things in common for both of these:

The character has grown up on ethnic cuisine. Yes, Chinese people do eat rice with many of our meals. Yes, boba (bubble) tea is extremely popular. No, rice isn’t the only thing we eat. No, not all Chinese people love boba (though as a Chinese person I admit this sounds sacrilegious to say…)

The character likely grew up watching film/TVthat originates from East Asia. It’s not uncommon to watch Studio Ghibli films. It’s not uncommon to watch Japanese or Korean shows with canto/mando dub (examples: Ultraman, Kamen Rider). If you want to see a classic Chinese film from Hong Kong that’s fucking hilarious, watch Kung Fu Hustle.

The character has felt or been told that they’re “too westernized to be Chinese, but too Chinese to fit into the western world.” They’re torn between the two.

5. General portrayal

It’s quite simple, really. We’re human. We’re regular people. We have regular hobbies like all people do. We’re good at some subjects and bad at others. We have likes and dislikes like all people do. So here’s a list of stereotypes you can avoid.

STEREOTYPES TO AVOID BECAUSE WE’RE REGULAR HUMANS AND WE DON’T FIT INTO A SINGLE COOKIE CUTTER SHAPE, DAMMIT.

The character is a maths whiz and perfect at all things STEM.

The character is a straight-A+ gifted/IB/AP student.

The character is the next coming of Mozart and is amazing at piano/violin.

The character’s free time is spent only studying.

The character is insanely good at martial arts.

The character is either meek and submissive or an explosive, dangerous force.

I’m not going to mention the other stereotypes. You know, those ones. The really obvious ones that make fun of and demonize (sometimes through multiple untruths) how we look and how we live our lives. You should know.

Of course, there are people who fit into one or more of these. That’s not the point. The point is: molding all Chinese characters to these stereotypes (which white media tends to do) is harmful and reductionist. We’re more than stereotypes.

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6. Conclusion

We need more diversity in portrayal of Chinese characters. Reducing us into one-dimensional caricatures has done nothing but harm us — look at what’s happening now. This guide is by no means comprehensive, but I hope it has helped you by providing a quick overview.

If you want to accurately portray Chinese characters, do your research. Read Chinese fiction. Watch Chinese films/TV. Initiate a conversation with the community. Portray us accurately. Quit turning us into caricatures.

#non sw #writing #writing reference #reference #writing bipoc characters #Chinese representation #asian representation #asian characters #chinese characters #stop asian hate #chinese diaspora #chinese american #chinese canadian #writing guide #abuse tw #racism tw #long post #annessarose writes

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ellienettie · 3 years

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Nino, my bro <3

You know what I absolutely live for?? Nino trying everything in his power to at least cause a bit of discomfort for Gabriel.

Adrien saying he can come to his house? He wears the worst thing that he can come up with. Crocs with ankle high socks, shorts that fit impossibly tight and reaches his middle thigh, his shirt has holes that he made himself. He made Marinette cry, and seeing Gabriel's face at his clothes? It was worth the beating that he got from Marinette and Alya.

Adrien spending his dad's money on food?

Nino: Hey let's go to the most expensive restaurant there is :D

Marinette: what :0 no! >:( It's not our money, Nino.

Alya, who also hates Gabriel but with less passion: I think it's a great idea :D Let's get 10 of the most expensive food :D

Adrien, who doesn't give a shit about the cost: Sounds great :D

Adrien: sorry guys, I can't come with to the movies :( Dad says no :(

Nino: ...Hey you know, I can pay someone to-

Marinette, sighing for the nth time: Again, we are NOT hiring someone to kill Adrien's dad.

Nino: ...How about inconveniencing him-

Marinette: >:0 No!

Alya, texting Alix to text Sabrina to text Chloe that Adrien wants to go to see a movie but his dad won't let him: I say yes :)

Marinette: what if we just watch together on zoom or something-

Adrien: Nino, I love you bro.

Nino: aw. I love you too bro.

Adrien: you do? great! I need you to hide me in your house, I ran away from a photoshoot-

Nino: *slamming his hat on the ground* SAY LESS

Gabriel glaring from the window: I despise you

Nino, about to toilet paper his house: Say that again when I can give a fuck *throws toilet paper*

Gabriel: STOP THAT

Marinette: *throws a rotten egg* LET ADRIEN EAT

Gabriel: HE SHOULD BE ON A DIET

Marinette: AND YOU SHOULD HAVE MORE HAIR

Nino praying to everything that he believes in: Please, please, let Gabriel have a bad day. I don't care if I'm going into damnation or whatever, this is NOTHING for my bro. I'd give up my CAP for my bro, heavenly-being bro.

Nino: *puts tiny rocks in all of Gabriel's socks and shoes with Wayzz* You are the best little bro

Wayzz, happy to cause a bit of ruckus again: Let's put some in his back pockets too

Nino: *tearing up* I've trained you well

Gabriel: *smirking at Nino as he personally fetches Adrien from school to go to a photoshoot

Nino: *glaring* *mouths* I hope you trip on air and break your fucking leg, candy man.

Gabriel: *offended face* CANDY MAN? CANDY MAN?

Nino: YOU HEARD ME. YOUR ASS IS FLAT, STOP WEARING RED PANTS.

Gabriel: MY ASS IS N O T FLAT. YOURS IS.

Nino: *turns and points at his ass* HAHA, I HAVE AN ASS AND YOU DON'T

Gabriel: STOP THAT

Nino absolutely 100% runs a hate page for Gabriel. Not his company, but him as a person. It's verified. Gabriel is blocked, Nathalie is also blocked but she follows it from a spam account. She sends anonymous insults on it every time she's annoyed at Gabriel.

Nino: From anonymous user, this is one of my favorites. 'Gabriel is probably bald on top, and only has hair on his sides. Have you seen that hairline? Mister Candy man, that's not natural. props to your wig maker for matching the hair color but boy is it unrealistic"

Nathalie, reading it and drinking coffee while behind Gabriel: *chokes* oh my god

Gabriel: ???

Nathalie: ...Be honest, are you bald? I mean, you don't even show your hair when you're hawkmoth-

Gabriel: I'M YOUNG? I'M NOT OLD ENOUGH TO BE BALD

Nathalie: YOUNG MY FUCKING ASS, JUST TELL ME IF YOUR HAIR IS A WIG DAMMIT

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can i get a Tsukishima Kei X reader hurt/comfort fic? ty! love ur works sm :)

Hurt feelings - Tsukishima Kei

Pairing: reader x Tsukishima Kei

Word count: 1.7k

Warnings: curse words, some arguing, but there’s fluff at the end!!!

Synopsis: You’re his person, the last thing he wanted to do was hurt your feelings.

A/n: thank u for requesting babe & thank u for liking my stuff, means so much to me!! Tsukishima is my main boo, I always love writing for him 😌. I hope you like this 💕

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You weren’t trying to be clingy, that’s the last thing you’d ever want to be, but it feels like you haven’t seen your boyfriend in weeks, which is weird because you guys literally live together.

Tsukishima, just started working at a museum, and you worked as a barista in a small cafe. Lately, you haven’t been able to see him much, because you worked mornings and he worked afternoons. So whenever you were coming out he was barely going in, meaning that you’d only have a brief greeting. It’s weird how much you’ve missed him, even though he wasn’t really gone.

Finally today, you both had your day off from work, but Tsukishima has been stuck all day in his desk doing homework/late work he hasn’t finished, he was still very new at trying to juggle schoolwork and real work.

You couldn’t help but feel a bit frustrated, you want to be near him and hang out with him, because it feels like you haven’t had a real conversation with him in forever.

You peek over your shoulder for what felt like the 100th time today. Your boyfriend is still in his seat, with a stressed expression on his face while he continues to scribble down information. You contemplate whether or not you should try to convince him to take a break. You knew how agitated Tsukishima could get whenever he was stressed like this, and the last thing you wanted to do was bother him any further.

After thinking about it for a minute you finally decide to talk to him, in attempts of trying to help him relax. You walk over to his desk, and you’re now standing behind him.

Tsukishima feels your presence but decides to ignore you, not wanting to engage in any conversation until he was done doing this work. You lightly place your hand on his neck,

“Baby” you coo.

“Hmm?” He hums out. His eyes never leaving the paper

You gently wrap your arms around him, and place your chin on his shoulder “you need a break.” You quietly say

“Y/n. Not now.” Tsukishima, lightly takes you off of him, pushing you to the side a bit.

You’re a bit hurt from his actions, you knew he was stressed, but could it hurt him to at least feign interest?

“Tsukishima. You’ve been at it for hours, just take a small break. we can eat, you haven’t eaten all day.” You say, your voice sounding a bit more frustrated than before

Tsukishima slams his pencil on the desk “god dammit y/n I said not now!” He briefly yells out

You’re taken aback by his tone. You were looking out for him, so why was he yelling at you for that? Quickly your attitude changes from a caring girlfriend to an upset one

“Why are you yelling at me?? I’m looking out for you! God dammit we haven’t had alone time in weeks and now that we finally do, you can’t even sit down with me for 5 fucking minutes for one meal!”

Tsukishima turns around, and is now facing you, “this is what it’s about? You’re fucking lonely?” He lets out a sarcastic laugh “you’re so annoying. I have a shitload of work to do, and you’re bothering me with this bullshit?”

His words sting you, you’d expect he’d miss you as much as you missed him, but hearing his mocking tone, hurt your feelings

“Stop it Tsukishima. You’re being mean.” You try your best to hold back tears

“Oh my god.” He rubs his hands against his face “are you really doing this right now?” He’s looking up at you, with an unamused face “fuck, I don’t have time for this. Go cry about it somewhere else, I don’t care.”

You couldn’t believe how incredibly rude he was being. Of course you knew Tsukishima and you knew how mean he could be, but he’s never once dismissed your feelings. Any time you’d tell him, he was being too mean he’d always apologize and hold back, but now he was doing the complete opposite.

“You’re a fucking asshole!!” You yell out, storming out of the room and slamming the door behind you.

You’re beyond hurt with his behavior, you didn’t even want to be under the same roof as him. Quickly you head over to get your car keys grabbing your nearest sweater, you make your way out the front door.

Tsukishima’s body jolts up the second he hears the front door close. In an instant, he makes his way to the living room, when he notices that you’ve left he quickly runs after you. Unfortunately you were already in the car, and even though he tried to stop you from driving off, you did anyway.

“FUCK!” He yells out, as he slowly loses sight of you

You’re doing your best not to cry as you drive away, noticing Tsukishima’s standing body get smaller the further you go.

You had no idea where you were headed, all you knew was you needed space, because the anger you felt towards him at the moment was something you never wanted to feel.

Tsukishima quickly runs into the house, instantly grabbing his phone to dial your number. The first two times it goes directly to voicemail, but you finally pick up the third.

“WHERE ARE YOU GOING?” He yells out, you can hear the desperation in his voice, but you were too upset to care

“You told me to go cry about it somewhere else right? So don’t fucking worry bout it. It’s none of your concern.” And with that you hang up.

“FUCK” Tsukishima angrily throws his phone across the room, “ARE YOU FICKING KIDDING ME?” He smacks his hand on the kitchen counter, trying to release the built up frustration.

Resting his elbows on the counter, he buries his hands in his face “I fucked up.” He whispers to himself, in absolute regret

He didn’t want to hurt your feelings, he didn’t mean anything he said. He missed you, of course he did, but juggling work and school, was tearing him up, unknowingly the change in routine was making him bitter, but he knew you had nothing to do with it. He hated himself, for hurting the only person that brought him peace.

He walks over to pick up his phone, and he begins typing on the now slightly cracked screen

“I’m so fucking sorry. Please come back whenever you’re ready. I don’t deserve you, and I know that but I love you. I love you so much, i don’t want you to go. Please, just come back y/n. I’ll be waiting for you.”

2 hours later, Tsukishima finally hears the front door open, and he instantly runs to it.

You walk in, your eyes a bit swollen , and your face a little red

Tsukishimas heart breaks at the sight, feeling angry at himself knowing that he’s the reason you look like that.

He quickly runs over to you, engulfing you in a tight hug. You don’t reciprocate.

“Baby.” He breathes out, still squeezing you. “I’m so fucking sorry. I’m such an asshole.” He continues speaking “you deserve so much better, someone who won’t hurt you the way I did.”

He’s trying his best to choke back tears, his voice cracking a bit “but I love you. I love you so much, I let out my frustrations on you and you didn’t deserve it, but please, don’t leave me.”

You finally wrap your arms, around him as you let small tears fall form your face. “Tsukki- it’s ok-“

“No” he cuts you off, “it’s not okay, it’ll never be okay. I shouldn’t have talked to you like that.”

You’re finally looking up at him, and you place your hand on his cheek “you’re right. it wasn’t okay, but you know that and that’s important.”

He leans his forehead on yours, “can I kiss you?” You nod your head yes and seeing that, Tsukishima connects, his lips to yours. The kiss was full of love, and passion. In a swift move he picks you and you wrap your legs around his waist. Walking you over the couch he sits you on his lap and he briefly pulls away.

“You’re so beautiful.” He says as he stares lovingly into your eyes “of course I missed you. You’re the only person I look forward to seeing every day.”

You lightly smile at his words as he continues speaking

“I hate not spending time with you.”

You once again lean your forehead on his as you lightly caress his face, looking into his eyes you respond “do me a favor, if you ever feel overwhelmed please just tell me, so we never have to fight like this again.”

“I promise.”

With that you kiss him again, wrapping your arms around his neck.

As you two pull away, Tsukishima breaks the subtle silence. “So what does my pretty girl want to do? I’m here for you all day, fuck that extra work.”

You smile brightly “I just want to be with you Kei, doesn’t matter where.”

“I know where we can go.”

You look up at him an amused expression on your face “you do? Where?”

“You’ll know when we get there.”

You both change into different clothes, and get ready to drive out. It was only a 10 minute drive from your house. When you arrive, your heart flutters the second you recognize the area.

You both were standing in the middle of a field in the park. The sky was filled with stars and the pond next you was sparkling.

You look up at Tsukishima, smiling

“Is this-“

“Where we had our first kiss?” He cuts you off “yeah.”

You look around as you’re reminded of the special memory.

“This place is special to me, because I was with you.”

“Kei.” Your heart flutters at his words, he was never one to explicitly express how he was feeling, so listening to him made you feel happy.

“I just want you to know, that no matter what I say or do, or don’t say or do. You matter to me.” He’s not looking at you as he speaks, but you just know every word he said is genuine.

“I love you Kei.”

Tsukishima finally looks down at you, leaning his face closer to your he speaks

“I love you too.”

Now kissing him under the stars, in the same place you first realized you truly loved him, you can easily say that even though you fight and disagree, he was your person, your soulmate, there was no doubt about it.

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu blog #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu! x reader #haikyuu!!#haikyuu boys #haikyuu x y/n #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima angst #tsukishima kei #tsukishima haikyuu #haikyuu blurb #kei tsukishima #kei tsukishima x reader #tsukishima fluff

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writingsofhubris-a · 2 years

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Otto Octavius Masterpost! (Updated 10/11/2023)

Otto Octavius/Doc Ock

69 (Drabble) [T] E, 690, Otto Octavius /reader This is how I celebrated Alfredo’s 69ths; Reader and (Slightly older) Otto 69

Are You Mine E, 3.7K, Otto Octavius/Reader (Pt 3 of Misadventures*) You really hated your insomnia. Not only did it make you easily annoyed, it made you snap at people you cared about. Otto doesn't appreciate being yelled at. 2 chapters, an evening then the morning after.

Arms Tonite T, 487, Otto Octavius/Reader (Pt 4 of misadventures* **) Valentine's day fluff exchange! Can be read as specifically Molina, ps4, or TSSM Otto!

Bang Bang, You're dead T, 5.1K, Otto Octavius/Reader (Pt 1 of Misadventures*) You'd been planning a night to just relax for ages. School was kicking your ass, teachers were making it hard to stand, everything pointed to needing just one night left alone from everyone, one night to calm the fuck down. And then, because your luck never changed, you realized that Doc Ock was on your loveseat, stealing your liquor, and bleeding. God fucking dammit could you ever catch a break? This specifically is a trans male reader, but could be read this one as a cis gay man. You're going into the medical field when you get to have the hands on experience of stitching up Doc Ock.

Cabinet Man T, 20.1K, Otto Octavius/ Rosie Octavius Ce, qu'on appelle une raison de vivre est en même temps une excellente raison de mourir. | What is called a reason for living is also an excellent reason for dying Otto Octavius, soon to be a doctor, knew his reputation preceded him in more ways than one. He'd all but written off marriage from a young age, until he saw a woman who's flick of a hair, a rustle of skirts, took his attention firmly from the science he had so long been taken over his mind. [c1] [c2] [c3] [c4] [c5] [c6] [c7] [c8] [c9] [c10] [c11] [c12] [c13] [c14]

Circles round the Moon E, 2.2k, Otto Octavius/Reader (Pt 1 of A whole Otto Love) Frustration often caused surprise results. If it was trying to find pleasure in your bed, or finding your boyfriend in his lab, sometimes it was the unexpected results that offered the most results. (Breeding kink)

Drabbles Ch 6 M, 740, Otto Octavius/Reader Nudist reader finally decides to swallow fears and sleep nude with their partner. (Gender Neutral reader)

Drabbles Ch 18 E, 536, Otto Octavius/Reader Thanksgiving sucked. A lot. And you were in the bathroom to calm down for a few minuets, before Otto slipped in with you, only to slip into you.

Drabbles Ch 23 E, 662 Otto Octavius/M!reader Thigh Riding

Each Color of You E, 2.1K, Otto Octavius/Reader (PS4) (Pt 3 of A whole Otto Love) It was a rare day that Otto would actually ask for you to do this for him. You thought he was embarrassed to. But the nights the strap on was brought out were nights you were able to worship him, in the smallest amount he'd let you.

Fear and Delight E, 1.5K, Otto Octavius/Reader (Pt 6 of Misadventures*) His right hand slipped up your arm, stopping to brush the short hairs at the back of your head aside. Chapped lips pressed against the trail left. His hand didn’t stop, ending up on your throat, not applying any tension just yet. Instead, his middle finger rested against your pulse, just counting each beat. “It’s glorious,” you replied, a shake deep in your thighs starting. Tension coiled in your stomach, twisting and curling inside you. You were high enough up that the gentle noises of New York faded to an indistinguishable hum of noises. A honk here, a wordless shout there. The people looked like ants, scuttling around in a path only they could see. Hey fam. Can I interest you in,,, so if we bend too far over this railing we’ll both fall to our deaths kink?

Fight, Flight, or {Tumblr} E, 2.2K, Otto Octavius/Reader (TSSM) Otto accidently kept kidnapping the same passerby; dumb luck in this city of so many people. So, said passerby ended up finding the third option to the age old question of Fight or flight. This is written with Molina in mind but could work for a couple post-accident Ottos

Gallery Piece E, 2.5k, Otto Octavius/Reader (TSSM) (Pt 2 of A Whole Otto Love) I'd like to offer: Tying up Otto and edging him until he can't handle it anymore. And, a tiny bit of caning as I think he'd look cute like that. (Shiribari, aftercare, and submissive Otto)

Goth Reader Drabble [ T ] G, Otto Octavius/Reader Otto ends up finding some of the reader’s old gothic outfits.

Infinitesimal T, 1.7k, Otto/Reader Otto gets patched up, again, but this time he needed your help takign care of soemthing. (Pt 9 of Misadventures*)

Mr Doctor Man G, 2.1K, Otto Octavius/Reader (Pt 2 of Misadventures*) You'd told him - months ago - that you'd be unable to help him for exactly two months, exactly two months. He made it six days until he was crashing into your apartment, no injuries, but needing something.

Nowhere To Run E, 3.5K, Otto Octavius/Norman Osborn/Reader (Pt 5 of Misadventures*) “Did you know that when your core is pressed against my thigh like this,” Otto started, his fingers moving along the small of your bare back. “I can feel your heartbeat? Every pulse, every single clench.” Right on cue, you felt a wave of tension through you, another moan slipping from your lips. I thought about Norman finding Otto and the reader together. Then I thought about Norman eating out the reader out whilst Otto was buried in me and decided us trans masc deserve this fic.

Ornella E, 694 Victorian AU of Otto eating out Rosie

Out of the Blue E, 3.9K, Otto Octavius/Norman Osborn/Reader (Pt 7 of Misadventures*) You could always tell a lot about a person by their hands. Scars, calluses, every hand told a story. And you could tell a lot by the practiced way Norman’s finger crooked, pulling you forward by an invisible force. A practiced moment you were intimately familiar with. Your coat was tossed onto one of the charis in the room, forgetting the moment it left your fingers.

Spooky, Scary Skeletons G, 1.1K Halloween shenanigans with hollowsart’s Otto and OC!

Teacher’s Pet [ Tumblr | AO3 ] E, 1.1k, Otto Octavius/Teacher!reader Otto’s such a nice, fine boy. He really deserves a nice pearl necklace.

You and me, we could be such a sight [AO3] E, 2.5k Otto Octavius/Norman Osborn/Reader| (Pt 8 of Misadventures*) Oral fixations solved with the Boys

Octogoblin

Moments in time G, 2.7K, Otto Octavius/Norman Osborn/ Rosalie Octavius Brought forth from my RP blog on tumblr, sxientist, please enjoy mostly whatever the ship name is for Rosie/Otto/Norman I cannot stress how short most of these will be

The Moon Will Sing E, 1.8k, Otto Octavius/Norman Osborn ‘oh no there was no AC’ or ‘oh my god they were roommates’ take your pick College roommates Otto and Norman don't have air conditioning, leading to shirts taken off. And oh no, he's hot.

* 'misadventures' has been shorted from 'Misadventures of a Medical student, an Octopus, and a Goblin'. This series was renamed from Three men Walk Into a Bar... **This can be read stand alone from the rest of the series. It was geared for Molina, but can be read as any version. This masterlist will be paired with an Alfred Molina Masterlist. It will be linked [Here] This masterlist will be paired with a Harding Hooten Masterlist. It will be linked [Here]

#masterlist #repost #mcu #doc ock #otto octavius #fanfiction #doc ock fanfiction #.W

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heartofhubris-a · 2 years

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Marvel Masterpost! (Updated 4/4/2022)

Otto Octavius/Doc Ock

Arms Tonite T, 487, Otto Octavius/Reader (Pt 4 of misadventures* **) Valentine's day fluff exchange! Can be read as specifically Molina, ps4, or TSSM Otto!

Octogoblin

Stand Alones

It's Called: Freefall E, 5.8K, Curt Connors/Reader Your morning routine was specific to the minute. If you didn't, you'd miss Curt, and after years of endless flirting back and forth, Curt finally offers you a night that you would be stupid to refuse.

#marvel #mcu #raimi #doc ock #otto octavius #otto octavius/reader #reader insert #writing #my writing

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dream-a-little-bigger-x · 4 years

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Don’t Go Breaking My Heart | Charlie Gillespie

Requested by anonymous: Hi! Could you possibly do a Charlie x reader fic where they are filming season 2 & there is a new character (fashion expert/can see ghost/a little bit of enemies with Luke at first) but off screen they are very close (always hanging out/on ig posts & stories/dance partners/they sing karaoke/adventure) & the whole cast likes to tease them about it but they deny any feelings however they are about to film a very important scene that involves their characters & might change everything between them.

Pairing: Charlie Gillespie x reader

Warnings: fluff

Words: 2,789

Season 2. Finally Season 2. Everyone had been hoping, wishing, praying for a season 2 of Julie and The Phantoms, and after months of waiting, Netflix finally picked it up for a second season. After those months, the actors had just to wait a little while longer while the crew wrote up the first drafts of scripts and made it perfectly save for the actors to do their work. Once all of that’s ready and they’re good to go, the cast finally reunite again in Vancouver. They even meet some new cast members. Like you. You had auditioned for the role of Daniela Ramos, Julie’s cousin and Victoria’s daughter, and got it pretty much straight away. Daniela is a fashion student at a High School in Melrose Hill and Julie asks her for some help with costumes for her next gig with her band. To Julie’s surprise, Daniela can actually see the boys, even when they’re not playing, which causes for a lot of trouble in the band and family, especially between Julie and Luke. This is your first big role on the small screen and you’re the most excited you’ve ever been. You met the other cast members at the summer bootcamp before the filming process would start, and though almost everything had to be done with a face mask covering half of everyone’s face, it still was a lot of fun getting to meet everyone and spend the most fun summer ever. Every day, you grew closer and closer to everyone on set, and soon became best friends with Madi, Jadah, Savannah and Tori, doing plenty of sleepovers. Besides the girls, you also grew closer to Charlie, Owen and Jeremy, but mostly Charlie. For some reason, the two of you just clicked instantly. You have the same humor, the same taste of adventure, the same passions and dreams. You, Charlie and Owen even rented a place together to live in for the time being in Vancouver. You got even closer during filming, especially since you and Charlie have a lot of scenes together. “Oh my God, Luke, you’re so annoying!” you yell at him when the two of you are in the garage, taping a scene. It had taken you about ten takes and you still couldn’t help but giggle at the shocked face he pulled every time. “If I’m so annoying, Dani, why do you keep coming back?!” The angry face he pulls resembles that of an angry kitten, which just makes you crack up again. “God dammit, Y/N!” Charlie laughs now too as Kenny yells “Cut!” “Sorry! Sorry, guys! I promise I’m a real actor!” You hold your hands up in defense, then cough to get ready for another take. This time around, you could finally manage to get through it without laughing. “Yes!” Charlie exclaims when Kenny yells “Cut!” again. He holds his hand up for a high five, which you giddily give him. “Do you need any more takes, Kenny?” he asks the man himself. “Nope, you’re good! You can go on your break now!” he pats Charlie’s shoulder. “Nice job, guys!” “Thanks, Kenny,” you say, the smile growing on your face. “I need food, Gillespie,” you tell your best friend, linking your arm with his. “Let’s go get food!” The two of you head down to catering and sit down at a table with a plate full of food. “What are we doing tonight?” he then asks before taking a bite of food. You swallow your bite of food and take a sip from your drink. “Don’t you have a night shoot tonight?” you ask, remembering him saying something about a late call. “No, that’s tomorrow, after our dance rehearsal,” he replies after swallowing the food. “Oh! Okay!” You start thinking of things to do, “We could go to karaoke? Bring the others maybe?” He raises his eyebrows, looking at you questionably. “I’ve always loved karaoke,” you shrug with a giggle. “Yeah, okay!” Charlie nods his head agreeingly. “Karaoke it is!” The two of you smile up at each other, teeth showing, both of you glowing. “What are you love birds discussing?” Owen asks when he joins them, his voice muffled from the mask covering his face. He pulls it down to under his chin as he and Jeremy join the two at the table. “We’re thinking about going to karaoke tonight with the whole team!” you tell them, completely ignoring the ‘love birds’. “Ooh, fun!” Owen exclaims with a smile that nearly reaches his ears. “Yeah, we’ll leave after shooting the last scene tonight,” Charlie suggests, looking at you for confirmation. You nod your head agreeingly. That night, you and the rest of the cast head to the nearest karaoke place you know. You’ve linked arms with Savannah and Tori, giggling through the night, trying to keep your balance on your heeled boots. Meanwhile, without you realizing, Charlie has been keeping his eyes on you the whole way there. He finds it adorable how your giggle floats through the night air and your hips bump against the other girls’. He couldn’t lie, you had easily become the light in his life. “So, what song shall we begin with?” you ask the gang as you settle into the booth. “Pick the first one on the list,” Jeremy replies when no one else does. You nod your head curtly and press play on the first song, which is Living on a Prayer by Bon Jovi. You can already tell after that first song; tonight is going to be a fun night. You sing a couple of songs with the girls, there are many group numbers, and you even sing one with your roommates. After singing with Owen and Charlie, the latter points at you. “We’re going to sing together now!” he exclaims excitedly before turning around and picking a song for you to sing. When he’s picked one, he grabs your hand to pull you closer towards him. You blink a couple of times, unable to process what’s happening right now. The opening notes to Don’t Go Breaking My Heart by Elton John and Kiki Dee chime through the booth. You glance over at Savannah and Tori, who offer you an encouraging smile. Then you look at Jadah and Madison, but they’re too busy giggling and whispering, and it makes you wonder if that’s about you and Charlie. Your eyes dart over to the boys – Jeremy, Owen and Sacha – who just offer you suggestive smiles and eyebrow-wiggles. Charlie’s voice captures your attention again, and you turn to him. “I couldn’t if I tried,” you sing back to him. The encouraging smile on Charlie’s face calms you down a little up to the point where it almost seems like the two of you are the only people in the room. You have no clue what is happening or why it’s happening. All you know is that you’ve wanted it to happen sooner. Though you wouldn’t ever admit that to anyone. It’s the way he looks at you and the way he makes you feel like you’re the only person on this planet that matters. It’s been the way he’d looked at you since that first day of meeting him. “I won't go breaking your heart,” you sing the very last line to him ever so softly, not even looking at the screen anymore, but instead, looking into his eyes. “Don't go breaking my heart,” he sings back. The song ends and you both lower your microphones, staring into each other’s eyes. If it wasn’t for the rest of the cast breaking out into cheers and applause, you would’ve kissed him then and there. But it startles you, and you step away from him upon realizing how close you are and how that must look to the others. “So, when’s the wedding?” Madison asks teasingly, which makes the others laugh, and you blush. After that night at karaoke, the two of you had silently agreed to forget anything ever happened. Savannah said you were in denial, but you believed you weren’t. You told her it was just the atmosphere in the air that night, the both of you had consumed a little bit of alcohol and it might’ve just been that. No one stopped teasing you though. On every possible occasion, they’d ask you if you’d kissed him yet, or when your next date it, or started singing Don’t Go Breaking My Heart randomly. You just shook it off every time, finding it amusing how consumed the cast was with this ‘relationship’ you had with Charlie. There was nothing more going on than just a really, really tight friendship. Until the dance scene happened. Your character, Dani, was supposed to go to a school dance with her crush, but she was nervous because she had never slow danced with anyone before. When she tells Luke, he insisted on teaching her, saying he’d gone to plenty of school dances back in ’94 and ’95 before he died. You and Charlie know this choreography by heart, you’ve been doing it for weeks on end at bootcamp and during rehearsals. It had always just been fun and games, the two of you being immaculate dancers and bouncing off of each other so well because of your tight friendship. “I could teach you?” Charlie says as Luke, stepping closer to you. You raise your eyebrows at him. “I’ve gone to numerous dances in my days, Dani…” One corner of his mouth curls up into a teasing smirk. “Unless you want to embarrass yourself in front of… Jake.” He emphasizes the name of your fictional crush, to which you react with wide eyes and a blush spreading on your cheeks. “Come on, Dani!” He reaches out for your hand, which you place hesitantly in his. Dani being able to see ghosts, is also able to make them corporeal. The lights on set dim a little, except for one spot on the pair in the middle of the studio, and then the music starts playing through the speakers. Charlie starts singing the song they’d learned at bootcamp, one the cast wrote together during the quarantine. The atmosphere in the studio has suddenly become really intense. You can feel the butterflies erupting in your stomach as the man in front of you sings to you, mere inches away from each other as he leads you in this beautiful dance Paul Becker and Tori Caro choreographed for you. Just like at the karaoke booth, it feels like the two of you are the only people on set. Just you and him. You and Charlie. You and your best friend. There’s no denying you have feeling for him anymore. You knew you did, you just told yourself it wasn’t a good idea and suppressed those feelings, pushing them down. It worked for a while. Until now. “Cut!” Kenny yells after your scene. You step away from Charlie, glancing down at the floor as you try your hardest to hide your flustered face. “That was perfect, guys! It really looks like the two of you were in love!” he claps his hands in excitement, then tells them to do it again. After four takes of the dance, Kenny tells you to go and take a break. Without saying another word to Charlie, you rush off set and towards your trailer where you sit down on a chair, trying to calm your breathing. Charlie might not like you the way you like him. Admitting to these feelings might just ruin everything the two of you have. With this in mind, you grab your phone and text Savannah, asking her to come over to your trailer. Maybe she could help you. “Are you okay?” she asks when she enters and finds you staring at the ceiling. “No…” you reply and take a deep breath, “I think I’m in love with my best friend?” “Oh, sweetie…” Savannah sighs, and pulls you up to take you in a hug, “I know…” You pull her away again to face her properly. “What do you mean ‘you know’?” “Everybody knows,” she starts, “The two of you have been inseparable since the day you met, and everyone can see the way you look at each other. Plus, your duet the other night was a little intense for it to be a platonic one.” She chuckles, and you can’t help but chuckle too. She then grabs her phone from her back pocket, opening Instagram. “You know fans have caught on too, right?” She shows you the comments on some of Charlie’s pictures on his account. One picture is of the two of you, napping in Julie’s bed on set, cuddled up. He even posted pictures from your hikes on your days off. All of them are bombarded with comments from fans saying, ‘I ship it!’ or ‘Y/S/N’. Sav then opens her dm’s which are flooded with fans asking if you and Charlie are dating yet, and how the two of them are so in love with each other. “Charlie isn’t in love with me?” you deny, not believing one bit about it. “He is, though…” This does not come from Savannah’s mouth. Your eyes widen when you recognize the voice, and peek behind Savannah to find your best friend standing at your open trailer door. “Sav, can you give us a minute?” he asks the younger girl. “More than a minute,” she chirps, offering you a wink before leaving the trailer. Charlie steps in completely and moves until he’s in front of you. He takes your hands in his, and chuckles at your overwhelmed and confused expression. “Are you okay?” he asks, that beautiful smile of his persistent on his face. “Y—yeah? No? I’m not sure?” you sigh, trying to get your thoughts in order. “Charlie, wha—?” “Can I talk? I’ve been going over this conversation in my mind a billion times, and if I don’t say it now, I think I’m going to forget what I’m supposed to say…” You nod your head in response. “Y/N, I’ve been in love with you since the very first time I saw you walking in at bootcamp. You looked adorable with your little nervous smile and your polite hellos to everybody. I knew from that moment on that I wanted to get to know you better, and that I wanted to become more than just friends…I didn’t think you’d feel the same way, so I told myself that it was okay if we’d just stay friends. Especially since your character kind of hates mine and you bring Dani to life so convincingly, that I was almost sure you hated me too,” you chuckle at that, “But I can’t hide it anymore, Y/N. I am so embarrassingly in love with you that I could’ve kissed you after that scene we just did and that I could kiss you right now even though I’m—” before he can finish his sentence, you lean up and crash your lips onto his, your hands flying into his hair. He’s a little startled at first, but quickly melts into the kiss and presses you closer to him. “I am so embarrassingly in love with you too, Charlie,” you whisper when you pull away, pressing your forehead against his. “They’re going to be so relieved,” you tell him with a chuckle. He frowns his eyebrows at you. “Who?” he asks. You take his hand in yours and lead him towards the door of your trailer, pushing it open and making it bump against whoever was closest to the door. All of your cast mates scramble, trying to act natural while Owen rubs his forehead since he was the one that got a door in his face. “Ah, them!” Charlie chuckles. “Thanks for the door in my face, guys,” Owen says disgruntled. “That’s on you, buddy,” you tell him with a grin. “Don’t you guys have a scene to shoot or something?” Their eyes widen at the realization and, after yelling at the two how happy they are for them, rush to set in a hurry. “So, where were we?” Charlie turns back to you when everyone’s gone. “Don’t you have a scene with them?” “Shit!” he grumbles and jumps off the small steps in front of the trailer. He starts running towards set but turns around almost immediately to you and kisses your lips quickly, but sweetly, and then runs off. You watch him with an amused smile on your face. There was nothing to be afraid about after all and nothing changed between you two. You were still the best of friends, just friends that kiss and are in love with each other. But both of you happy.

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mermaidsirennikita · 2 years

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mermaid siren nikita, who is your favorite mermaid character ever?

I can't believe you.... used my government name like that....

This is difficult for me, because my honest to God impulse is to say Ariel. Because, as I'm sure will come as no surprise to you, Ariel is my heart's Disney Princess. Belle is like... the princess I think is best-constructed... Ariel is who I identify with most. She just wants to look hot and travel the world and get good dick. And who would relate to that more than I??? Nobody!!!! Also, Prince Eric was a part of my sexual awakening, and frankly I think that's really a testament to her greatness.

If I'm being super real with you, though.... Madison from Splash is probably my true favorite. I watched Splash when I was far too young to watch Splash. Why? Because my mother was relatively young (24) when she birthed me, and she was a stay at home mom for much of my super young life (I mean, she worked part time once I started school for serious but when I was home she was home until I hit like, middle school age) and when Splash was on TV she wanted to watch Splash, dammit!!! And didn't she DESERVE to watch Splash??? So I watched Splash, admired Daryl Hannah's beauty in that film a lot, and got an idea that.... there might be a reason why Madison wanted a human lower half....

Truly, a part of me has wanted hair long enough to cover my tits ever since I watched Splash. But alas, I have much larger tits than Madison. It would honestly take a lot of hair growth for me to get there.

I just love her like... free sexuality, and curiosity, and kind of standard issue 80s Manic Pixie Dream Girl vibe without being annoying? Because she is a mermaid. If anyone has a right to Manic Pixie, it's here!!!

I would also add a third mermaid: Shim Cheong / Se-hwa from Legend of the Blue Sea. What is this, you ask? Why, it's a K-Drama that you, yes YOU loisfreakinglane, connoisseur of mermaids, should watch immediately! And yes, it is in fact available on hulu dot com with English subtitles!

The conceit of The Legend of The Blue Sea is that there's this mermaid who becomes fascinated with this shallow con man, and she basically becomes obsessed with him and leaves the ocean to pursue true love. He's like "lmao, she's insane" because she fully walks around on Earth having no idea how to act like a human being... Like I remember her stealing food and shit.... But she's very charming and super beautiful, so he takes her under his wing and like... protects her and gradually becomes A BETTER MAN FOR HER.

And yes!!! There's more!!! Both of them are haunted by these dreams... Dreams that seem like memories... Because they are actually reincarnated lovers from the Joseon era!!! She was a mermaid in the past and they were star-crossed and in love and torn apart by cruel circumstances!!! Bitch I wept BITCH TEARS.

I love a fragile girly girl who nevertheless has an iron will, and she is this. And she's also super horny and constantly initially these romantic moments with him while he's like JESUS WOMAN. Which I also love. Just watch this opening title sequence and understand why they had my girlhood in a CHOKEHOLD circa 2016-2017.

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writers-worst-nightmare · 3 years

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Midnight Pleasures:

Pairing(s): Hinata x reader

What: smut

Warning(s): 18+, minors DO NOT INTERACT FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS HOLY, out of character Hinata, a LOT of cussing, me forgetting what the collab was about and having to smash it in the fanfiction in one sentence Because that’s cool

A/N: this is a rich boy collab with @bakugohoex

Word Count: 3,416

Page count: 9.7

Glossary:

y/n = your name

y/f/c = your favorite color

Summery: Hinata is a sub and y/n sucks him off

You weren’t a strange type of person! You weren’t strange at all! In fact, you would say that you where absolutely totally normal. But some people beg to differ.

They say how you will never get a man looking like that, or that you will never get far in life. Or how it was out of hand to want nothing to do with what people where talking about. It wasn’t your fault that you had literally no clue what was going on around you. You had no clue at all! You where like a lost puppy dog fleeing from it’s owner only to realize that the outside world was so much more curt and disgusting.

You didn’t have a lot to say to anybody in school, if you had anything to say you usually shut your mouth. Knowing the school they would probably just discard you as trash or a simp for somebody.

Simp

You hated that word

***

“HEY HINATA!!!” You looked up from your book to see one of your classmates, Hinata, swivel his head away from a TV screen. The screen was playing a volleyball game, but the person holding the remote quickly changed it back to professional ice skating. You looked up and glued your eyes to the screen, watching at each player skated with ease and smoothness. You ice skated also, and got pretty well known in ice skating, but you never thought twice about it. Once you where on the rink, your feet just got the best of you and you skated with little to no thoughts running through your head. The thoughts that usually hammered at your skull and then got almost infused in your brain stopped. Simply because you where ice skating. You loved the feeling of your skated skimming against the ice and the cheers of murmurs from the crowd.

“Y/n…aren’t you coming?” Hinata inquired, you looked up and saw the orange-haired boy stand in front of you. His arms reached out.

You had never been invited to something, especially someone by someone who is as well wealthy as Hinata. You smiled softly and accepted the hand that Hinata gave you.

It had been a rough year in high school for you, and you didn’t even want to go back to middle school drama. So you hoped that college would bring something out in you. Would bring you hope and fulfill your dreams that you had. To not only be the girl who ice skates but the girl who does something. The girl who never gives up, the girl who stands up for people, the girl who—

your thought where rudely cut off by Tanaka, a old friend of yours ramming his head into your chest. You fell back with a Yelp and rubbed your head slightly.

“God fucking dammit Tanaka! Would you leave her alone?!” Hinata spat at Tanaka, the bald male looked taken aback. When he was in high school he didn’t even cuss once (ok well maybe once or twice, but it was very rare for the boy to cuss).

“What are you? Her boyfriend?!” Tanaka challenged, you picked yourself up and began to open your mouth to argue but Hinata again interrupted you.

”So what if I am?!?! What’s it to you, Got a little crush on my girl?” Hinata countered, his brown oak eyes narrowed.

“Why don’t we all just calm down?” You suggested, placing a gentle hand between the two arguing boys. Of course they didn’t listen to you but instead kept on arguing. “WOULD YOU TWO JUST STOP IT?!” You screeched pushing both of them in the opposite direction.

Bout boys stared at you with wide eyes before Hinata awkwardly coughed to break some tension.

”Fuck off.” You sneered at Tanaka, suddenly feeling a overwhelming protection over the orange-haired boy. You wrapped gently hands around Hinata and dragged him away from Tanaka.

“Wow that was amazing y/n-Chan!” Hinata said in pure awe, you shrugged your shoulder and stared ahead. Not making eye contact with the male.

“It’s nothing, really,” you responded. “And also what the hell was that girlfriend thing about?!” You added, Hinata’s face blew up in a blushing mess before he grabbed your wrist and dragged you to the ice rink. Since the college that you went to was known for ice skating a lot of business owners thought it was wise to build a bunch of skating rinks around campus (and they where right to think that).

Once the two do you got to the skating rink Hinata sucked in a breath and pulled out a silver necklace that had a one skate on it. You furrowed your brow in confusion, looking at the silver necklace and looking at Hinata and back at the necklace.

“Don’t worry, you can take it!” Hinata reassured, placing the necklace in your hands. You gasped in shock as you stared at it more closely. Beautiful diamonds laid it on the skate. You put on the necklace, and smiled at Hinata.

“Thank you Hinata!” You exclaimed before hesitating. “But…why did you get me this? I am just a girl that goes to your college…” You asked.

”I admire you…” Hinata confessed before seeing your confused expression and continuing on. “I admire that you have a lot to say yet still keep a pocket face, some people may see that as a weakness but I don’t think it is…” You stared wide eyes at Hinata before tears started to prickle at the corners of your eyes.

“I love you…” you said as you higher Hinata tightly. Hinata hesitated before hugging you back. Curling up into the male of your neck and whispering.

”I love you too princess…”

***

That was how Hinata confessed to you, it had felt right for you. It had felt like the stars aligned perfectly.

You laid on the couch, relaxed and in a comfortable position where anything can happen. You where watching this new anime called Demon Slayer that Kiyoka recommend to you. Saying something along the lines of his hot the guys where. Honestly, you didn’t get the hype, but it was pretty entertaining and you didn’t have anything else better to do then to study and actually get work done so why the hell not? Little did you know a little short orange was about to attack you. That little short orange going by the name of Shoyo Hinata. He was annoying as fuck and you didn’t want him around. “BOO!” Hinata screamed on the top of his lungs, you jumped in fear and pulled out your knife and got ready to stab somebody. Your breath coming out in short puffs as you stared at the chocolate eyed boy.

“You shit head! I was at a scary scene!” You hissed, slapping Hinata on the back of his head like Tanaka’s Mom did to him from time-to-time when the team was over at the angry males house.

“Sorryyy!” Hinata wined, rubbing his head slightly as he mumbled some cussing under his breath. You rolled your y/e/c eyes before staring at the blonde again.

“What do you want?” You asked, annoyance filling your voice and clicking your judgement slightly. The screams of Tanjiro still ringing from the TV.

“Well I had this ADHD burst of energy and I will want to bake a cake but I can’t do it alone because if I do it alone then I will make a mess and then I will clean it up and then I will start cleaning and then—“ Hinata kept on rambling about this whole chain of effects that would happen if you didn’t bake with him. You rolled your eyes and stared him straight in his bright electric brown eyes. You paused for a moment, thinking of ways to shut the male up. An idea popped in your head as you smirked and grabbed the back of Hinata’s neck and drawing him towards your lips. Leaning in closer and kissing his slightly puffy lips. He was wearing the same cherry chapstick that you commented that smelled good before you noticed that Hinata liked you. You always guessed that this was a way for Hinata to get you to notice him. The fight for dominance went on for a few minutes before you took over and pushed him on his back against the couch. The boy gasped between the kiss, his eyes started to water a little at the sudden reaction. Before things to get out of hand you broke the kiss and smiled at Hinata. Keeping a poker face on as you pulled away and swiped away the drool that was connected the two of your mouth’s. You giggled a little, a cocky smile dragging across your face.

“Shut up…” You leaned in and whispered into Hinata’s ear, biting his ear lobe a little and giggling a little as Hinata choked back a moan that was forcing it’s way up his throat.

“Y-yes ma’am…” Hinata whimpered submissively, his lip quivering slightly as you let go of his ear and going towards the dorm room kitchen. Hinata followed you like a lost puppy dog, he would be a good little puppy. You chuckled slightly at the joke that you made up in your head.

“What type of cake do you want to bake?” You prompted, getting the pantry open and seeing what cake mixes you guy’s had and if you needed to go get in a car and drive to the gas ration at this God forbidden hour.

“Oooh chocolate!” Hinata cheered, a childish smile plastered across his face as he bounced up and down. You chuckled and looked across the pantry to see if you guy’s had any chocolate.

“Well,” you started to say, smacking you lips and staring at the pantry with a disappointment look on your face. “Crap.”

“What?”

”We don’t have any chocolate cake mix.”

“Shit.”

You closed the pantry door and went towards your dorm room to grabs out jacket and skateboard. “Wait dude, did you customize your skateboard?” Hinata asked in awe as he stared at your My Hero Acadmia inspired skateboard that had Deku painted on it. You nodded your head ‘yes’ and fully pulled on a y/f/c hoodie.

“Yeah, I started customizing skateboard’s.” You answered Hinata’s question fully and explained it. A smile on your face as you glanced back at the dark-orange haired male as he ran to grab his yellow hoodie and skateboard. His skate board looked plainer then yours but that is probably because he used it more then you did. You smiled brightly at Hinata before going outside of the dorms. Hinata spoked followed and the two of you started skating down the street.

”We should do this more!” Hinata exclaimed, a playful smirk on his face as he started to do more tricks on the skateboard. You laughed at Hinata and started video him for a tiktok. The tiktok was of him singing the lyrics of Alien Boy and having a blast of his time.

“You’re such a dork…” You scoffed as you stopped recording the tiktok and editing it. Not even having to look up to know the way where the gas station was.

“Can you send me the tiktok?” Hinata requested, you looked at him and gave him a ‘are you serious?’ Look before agreeing with a nod of your head and sending the tiktok to him the moment you posted it. You guy’s started to skate more, trying to impress the other by doing some more tricks. But soon, you got to the gas station and stopped the both of your skateboards and set hem down on the outside red brick wall. You and Hinata imminently went to the candy section and got some chocolate box cake along with some different flavors of monster. You bought for everything.

“Did you get everything you where looking for?” The cashier asked, looking at the two of you and smiling tiredly.

”Yeah we did, thanks!” You chirped, getting out your card and paying for the stuff. Hinata grabbed the monster and opened it up as you guy’s grabbed the skateboard the started heading out the front door. Laughing at dumb jokes that you guys cracked with each other.

Hinata and you started following the directions, baking the cake and putting it in the oven and setting the timer for a hour. “There!” You declared, pumping your fist up in the air. Luckily you guy’s could be as loud as you wanted due to the fact that it is Spring Break and everyone went to there parents house. Well everyone but you and Hinata. Your parents never wanted you to begin with, from the very start, they made it very clear that they didn’t want you. So why would you want to got there? Of course the team knows this. The plan was that everyone in the team (and some nekoma people) was going to stay so you won’t have to to alone in the dorms but everyone seemed to have plans.

Some model had a book signing contest so Kuroo just had to go catch up on that, he seemed to be very upset to at he left you and promised that he would call you every night and FaceTime you for hours upon hours. Well, you checked your phone every second it seemed for the past two days and still no sign of Kuroo.

Suga’s parents got into a fight and they got a divorce so Suga had to go home for that. He didn’t seem to sad or caught up about it, although, you swore to yourself that you heard sobs coming from Suga’s dorm room after he told you over text that he couldn’t stay. So far he has texted you every once and a while and checked on you, made sure you where taking care of yourself.

Kiyoka was going to a party and didn’t really seem to care that she was leaving you alone. Not that she was petty or anything she just never seemed to mind if she dropped her plans when they involved you. She gave you a couple of drunk text but nothing more and nothing less.

Tanaka didn’t talk to you about the thing, he said he would be there for you but he left you alone so you didn’t know where he was. Although, from what his Instagram story told you, he has in Disney with his family and having the time of his life.

Yachi got her first new hit for a album of her song covers and needed to leave you. It was very emotional and you could tell that she didn’t want to leave you alone but she had to since her family was struggling and she wanted to make them proud.

But Hinata stayed with you, the whole time, there was not a time that you thought ‘oh, Hinata isn’t going to be there for me’ or ‘oh, I can’t count on Hinata to be here’ because he always was and he always will be right by your side. Ever since the two of you where kids and Hinata got his first volleyball, you still remember that day, he went to hug his best friend but but the friend didn’t want a hug because the kid claimed volleyball was for kids. He cried for hours and hours in class and (from what you heard) in his own home. Refusing to hug anybody until he got into middle school and you came along. You guys had known each other due to your parents working together in the same hero agency but you never started building a friendship until middle school. A lot of people say that relationships end in middle school but I reality. That is when Hinata and yours started to bloom.

“Remember when you first got your volleyball?” You popped up, laughing a little as the tips of Hinata’s ears turned a flush red.

“HEY I THOUGHT WE AGREED TO NEVER TALK ABOUT THAT!” Hinata pouted, crossing his arms and trying to be mad at you.

“Oh ok…I am sorry…” You whispered in a pretend hurt voice, knowing full well that Hinata will come crawling back to you once you had the slight hurt tone in your voice.

“Wait no! Baby!! Come here!!” Hinata exclaimed, wrapping you in a warm hug, you burst into laughter and hugged Hinata back. Feeling bad for the brown eyed male for the millionth time in your life (no but like seriously, how did this man get you to feel bad about everything?)

“Its fine Hinata.” You reassured the worried man with some pats on the head and a kiss on the forehead. Hinata smiled innocently at you before pushing you against the couch. “Oof!” You gasped as you felt he fabric press against your back. Hinata smirked in accomplishment.

“GOT YOU!” Hinata declared proudly, trying to pin you down on your back. You cocked your left brow up slightly upwards and flipped you and Hinata over so you where on top and he was on bottom. Hinata whined and bit his lip, eyes looking at you in a pleading sort of way. You smirked seductively and leaned down to kiss Hinata. Your lips crashing with his, biting the male’s slightly pink lips to ask for entrance (which he obeyed instantly). You slipped your tongue into the wet cavern of Hinata’s mouth and started exploring every inch of it and sucking on his tongue a little bit. Hinata moaned into the kiss and started grinding his body against your pants and whining like a submissive bitch. You chuckled darkly and brought your hand to mess with his hair before yanking his hair and making him break the kiss. A string of saliva connected your two mouths and you just swiped it off and shoved your fingers inside of Hinata. Smiling slightly as he gagged.

“Want me to suck your dick slut?” Your horse whisper sounded in Hinata’s ear as you bite his ear lobe and tugged on it slightly. Hinata nodded his head ‘yes’ before letting out a string of moans. You smirked in accomplishment of breaking the presumably top male who flirted with all the girls at school. You pulled down Hinata’s sweatpants and boxers in one Swift motion all while keeping eye contact with him. Going down on your knee’s you opened your mouth and started sucking Hinata off. Your tongue swirling around his head as you slowly started going deeper and deeper until you felt it go to the back of your throat. Once you felt that your head bobbed up and down, Hinata moaned loudly and threw his head back in pure pleasure. Mumbling out praises and barely forming a sentence. You smiled to yourself as you reached down and started rubbing circles along your clit, you tongue almost lolling out to the side of Hinata’s dick at the pleasure of hitting the sweet spot.

“You’re such a girl girl yeah you suck my dick yeah you suck that dick so well yeah you do…” Hinata managed to say before moaning loudly again at the sight of you touching your self and sucking him off. He is in complete heaven. You felt Hinata’s thighs tense up around your head and you stared up at him. Expecting him to say something. “I’m gonna cum…!” Hinata mumbled out before moaning again and letting his sex face out. You moaned around Hinata’s dick and that caused both of you to cum at the same time. You guy’s where a panting mess on the floor. Hinata had his legs spread wide and your head was all fuzzy and not cleared out with good thoughts. You guy’s stood there, a few comfortable in the air as both of you where a shaking mess. Soon, you got up and carried Hinata to the other corner of the couch and grabbed a large fluffy gray blanket along with some large pillows. On nights like these, Hinata liked it if you took charge in the aftercare stuff. Not even letting you two get changed until the morning. You smiled warmly at the goofy male who laid there on the couch, almost fast asleep, while you played Death Note (he says it is to scary so you like watching it when he is asleep or cuddling with you).

“Hey baby?”

”What’s up orange?”

“Did we ever get that cake out of the oven?”

”…”

”Shit.”

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➵ not good with words — i. hajime

✧ pairings: iwaizumi x fem!reader ✧ type: drabble ✧ genre: fluff ; a lil angst and pining ✧ wc: 1421

synopsis: iwaizumi knows of your flirty dynamic with oikawa, and he doesn’t really mind it—until he does.

ever since he was little, iwaizumi has always struggled with expressing his feelings.

his mom frequently joked about how much of a quiet kid he was. she said that he rarely ever cried or threw a tantrum. it wasn’t until he met oikawa that he started becoming more expressive, albeit with a little violence here and there.

even with oikawa’s help, iwaizumi still uses his words sparingly. it’s not like he’s shy or anything, he just feels like he isn’t good with socialising and he’s afraid of saying the wrong thing and accidentally offending someone.

on the other hand, oikawa has always been a charming kid. he has a way with words that can make every single woman, young or old, to hand their hearts to him.

ever since middle school, oikawa is always surrounded by a horde of girls who blush and giggle at his every word.

his charm and flirty nature never really bothered iwaizumi (well, except for the fact that it makes it five times harder to get to their next classes after each period), but this changes when he met you.

you moved to seijoh during your first year of high school, and through some miracle, you were placed in the same class as iwaizumi and oikawa.

you were a curious case. instead of blushing at oikawa’s cheeky flirts, you flirted back at him with a mischievous glint in your eyes.

naturally, oikawa was enthralled by this.

throughout the year, all of you became very close. you fit into their friendship group very easily. hanamaki and matsukawa adored you, because no other girl has been able to match with oikawa’s ridiculousness before. you always participated in bullying oikawa, which made them love you even more. the flirting did not stop though, oikawa always made sure to blow a kiss across the gym whenever you came to their practice matches, and you always pretended to throw the kiss in the air and served it back at him.

although iwaizumi is aware of your flirty dynamic with oikawa, he couldn’t stop his heart from beating twice as fast when you gave him a smile.

he didn’t notice his feelings at first, being the oblivious boy that he is. it wasn’t until he saw you receive a confession from a black-haired boy in the corridor during your second year that he realised, the clench in his heart wasn’t normal. well shit.

after that day, he started becoming hyper-aware of the little things that were previously normal in your relationship.

when you grabbed his arm to tell him to look at the new takoyaki stand on the way home, he couldn’t help but flush at the touch.

every time you shot him a toothy grin when you saw him waiting for you by your front door to walk with you to school, his heart skips a beat.

your flirting with oikawa is no longer just a daily annoyance, it causes his stomach to twist just a little bit.

but iwaizumi knew better than to interfere with his best friends’ relationship. he believed that you and oikawa were right for each other, your personalities were very similar after all.

he could only stand and look from afar while his heart aches when you laugh at another one of oikawa’s stupid jokes. his arms were around your shoulders and you were leaning into him. you looked happy.

as if you sensed his eyes on you, you suddenly look up to meet his gaze. you locked eyes with him for a moment, and then you shot him a soft smile. he loves all of your smiles, but this one is his favourite.

iwaizumi doesn’t even bother to deny the skip in his heart anymore.

like any other day, iwaizumi walked home with you by his side. you were happily humming to yourself while munching on your onigiri.

iwaizumi swallowed hard, as if trying to stop his stomach from jumping out of his mouth from nervousness.

“h-how are you and oikawa?” iwaizumi asked, immediately cringing right after. that sounded so awkward.

you shot him a weird look, “what do you mean? didn’t you see him just now? he looked fine?”

iwaizumi swallowed again. his palms were getting sweaty.

“what i mean is, do you like oikawa? you guys seem super close and he obviously likes you.”

you stopped munching on your onigiri as your mouth opened in disbelief.

a blush formed on iwaizumi’s cheeks, “stop being disgusting and chew with your mouth closed.” he hoped that his gruff tone is able to mask the embarrassment in his voice.

you obliged and swallowed quietly. he could see the gears turning in your head.

a mischievous smirk formed on your lips as you teased, “are you jealous, hajime?”

the blush on iwaizumi’s cheeks got even darker as he feels his head get hot. he thinks that he’s one second away from overheating.

“n-no! stop being so annoying.” wait, that wasn’t what he wanted to say.

you smiled, completely unbothered by his insult. after being friends with iwaizumi for over a year, you’ve grown accustomed to his antics.

unbeknownst to him, your heart was also beating abnormally fast. you were just better at hiding your shyness.

“well, to answer your question, no i don’t.” you shot him another one of your soft smiles.

iwaizumi felt like a weight the size of an elephant has been lifted from his chest.

“but i do like someone else.” you looked down at your feet as you feel a blush creeping up at your cheeks.

“oh,” the pain and disappointment was apparent in his voice, but he didn’t have the energy to hide it anymore.

your eyes widened in disbelief as you looked up at him, “what do you mean oh you stupid godzilla? oh?!”

now it was his turn to look at you with wide eyes.

“i like you, you doodoo head. god! you’re so dense it’s annoying sometimes.”

iwaizumi felt like time stopped when he heard you say those words. he thought that he wasn’t breathing for a minute.

when he came back to his senses, he looked down to see you clenching your fists with a furious blush on your cheeks. you looked so unbearably cute.

his throat felt dry. he swallowed again.

“are you sure?” he asked dumbly. dammit. that’s not what he wanted to say again.

you raised your eyebrows at him and shook your head. you scoffed and turned on your heels to speed walk away from him.

thankfully, iwaizumi shook himself out of his dazed state after a few seconds.

“wait, y/n! stop!”

you didn’t stop. you can’t believe that you fell in love with a man who’s denser than a brick. your pride was hurt today and you are beyond embarrassed.

iwaizumi ran over to you and grabbed your hand to spin you around to face him. he let out a heavy breath and sighed.

“i’m sorry for being stupid. i’m not very good with words, but I like you too. i’ve liked you for a long time but i didn’t tell you because i thought you and oikawa were a thing. i didn’t want to ruin your relationship so i just stood from afar as my heart long for you. i thought i didn’t have a chance.”

you felt another blush form on your cheeks. you think that this is the most honest and transparent iwaizumi has been over the course of your friendship.

“wow,” you breathed out. his confession left you speechless. you didn’t know he had it in him.

iwaizumi smiled warmly with eyes full of affection.

“i’m sorry for not saying it sooner.” he mumbled while scratching his head in embarrassment.

you couldn’t hold it anymore. “can I kiss you now?”

iwaizumi blushed but didn’t say another word. he held your face in his hands and leaned in to close the gap between the two of you.

his lips were a bit chapped, but that was the last thing on your mind. he kissed you softly, with so much tenderness as if he was afraid that you’ll disappear if he kissed you too hard.

but you didn’t complain. the kiss was a product of months and months of pining and secret glances at each other. both of you sighed in relief into each other’s mouths like the kiss was the thing the both of you wanted most in life. and it was.

iwaizumi may not be good with words, but you didn’t mind if this is what you get instead.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

✎ a/n: I hope you guys like this one! I had fun writing this one bc this is sort of self-indulgent heheh :^) as always, reblogs and comments are appreciated!!!

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