#guess i wont register

[ainawgsd]

I made the mistake about thinking about the staffing situation at work this morning

[welcometoteyvat]

waterborne poetry you will always be famous

[autistic-shaiapouf]

Beginning to really wonder how much of my financial concern is manufactured and handed to me as opposed to something I'm genuinely concerned by

[sandymybeloved]

i just smashed my phone screen, can someone explain to me why it would barely cost more to fully replace the phone than to get the screen repaired

[beauzos]

i think it’s a bit annoying how managers in particular at my store kinda put people down if they notice a mistake (not to their faces but like, if they notice a book in the wrong section or whatever they’ll get on the headsets to complain) bcs i feel being less hostile might help people feel able to admit they made a mistake so they can learn from it

on the other hand i feel my blood pressure rise when i see a book in the complete wrong place in history and i can’t help but wonder aloud to all my coworkers who the fuck would’ve done it. so i understand but i try not to be mean about it LMAO

[wanghedi]

um president biden we need sanctions against china immediately can we send some warning shots i just saw someone on bilibili say under a video of zendaya that “americans are just being politically correct when they say shes out of tom holland’s league cos OBVIOUSLY we all know tom holland is better looking than her" and that was the Popular opinion... the white = better notion is so ingrained that it even applies to zendaya and her five foot nothing british orphan core boyfriend its BEYOND sick. i really thought there would be more conflicting voices bc we all have eyes but racism is literally so powerful

[phagodyke]

there's an artist I rly like not naming names but one of their ocs looks EXACTLY like [redacted person ik irl] and it always makes me double take whenever they draw them bc for a second im always like ohhh.. that's them..... but they wouldn't do that... it makes me feel soo strange

[rot-star]

the day i make the resolution to foster less hate in my heart. is the day pmore decides to finally tour europe... as an opening act.

[ariiiloves]

I swear the day my mother actually supports me instead of telling me all the time to smile and not get angry

That day

I will believe in god

[takamiwife]

your first time with keigo

🔞 fairly nsfw post, mdni please and thank u! 🔞

💌 this is really just the ‘buildup’, if you guys want the actual smut for it please lmk! mwah mwah, love you all 💌

it had been about two weeks since you and keigo started seeing each other, and tonight, like the past few, you found yourselves lying in your bed, limbs tied together, hands running through hair and over clothes, sloppy kisses going from lips to neck, and just about everything but fucking

you had been completely fine with this. you didn’t want to rush anything of course, and it was honestly a refreshing change for a guy to not want to do that on the first date. but you were a woman with needs, and if nothing else, you had to at least make them known

so, during this wet-dream scene, you crawled atop his lap, straddling him. he moved his hands to your hips, grinding you down against him as he groaned

“keigo,” you pulled away, panting slightly. “i need you, badly”

he let out a mixture of a groan and a chuckle, a combination that was indescribably sexy to you

“fuck, baby, me too..” he smiled that charismatic smile of his, teeth brushing against the delicate skin of your neck

you grinned, moving to kiss and bite at his neck, bringing his clothes off along with your trail of soft kisses

you moved your hand to brush against his hardened cock in his pants, reaching for his belt, when you were interrupted

“y/n, y/n, i just.. i just.. um, need a second.” he stuttered out. immediately filled with concern, you raised your head back up, moving a hand to brush through his hair

“of course.. what’s wrong, are you alright? was it something i did?”

“something you did? are you serious? do you feel me right now?” he takes your hand with a smile as he places it over his cock, still trapped beneath his pants. “no, not at all. it’s…” he trails off

“what, are you all janky under there?” you raise an eyebrow, trying to lighten the mood. he laughs, shaking his head

“no, just…” he had been thinking about how to say this for the past two weeks. he was a virgin. plain and simple. in keigos mind, this was a travesty. how pathetic was it that he, this supposed playboy, sex master, twenty-two year old man… a virgin? plain and simple, he was advised against just ‘sleeping around’ with people, which he didn’t mind, but he also never had the time nor desire to actually start dating anyone. until you, that is

still, he thought you’d think he was a complete loser, and though he debated about just ignoring it and going ahead, something in him told him he should tell you. and so he did

“i’m a- i haven’t done this before.” he said it so quickly, you could barely register

“you- ohhh, you’re a virgin?” you ask, relieved he didn’t have some incurable disease or had like, three dicks or something

“ah, yea.. is.. that a problem?” he asked nervously

“no, it’s great actually. this cult i’ve been checking out really needs a virgin sacrifice, so…” you sucked in air through your teeth before laughing. “keigo, why would that be a problem?”

“i-i don’t know,” he suddenly felt embarrassed that he spent so much time and energy debating on how to tell you such a minuscule thing. “guess i just thought you’d want someone.. more experienced? i-i guess im just.. i wont be.. good.”

and at this, you couldn’t help but laugh. “keigo!” you said, placing your hands on his shoulders. “i’ve met people who have slept with like.. twenty people, and they still don’t know where the clit is. more experience doesn’t automatically mean you’re good,” you move your hand to his cheek, caressing the soft skin. “it doesn’t matter to me that you’re a virgin. honestly, with how much guys are obsessed with virgins, i’m taking this as a win for the girls.” and with that, keigo smiled as well. you kissed him again, and as you pulled away, you held up three fingers

“okay, i’ve thought of three options. number one,” you put your other two fingers down. “you let me sacrifice you to the cult i’ve been going to. number two,” you raise your second finger, “we can just cuddle and turn on a movie, or keep making out and leave it at that for tonight and we can take as much time as you need. number three,” you held your third finger up. “we keep making out, but see where it goes. if you’re uncomfortable at any time we can stop and just forget about it, okay?” you smile

“what a hard choice,” keigo taps his chin. “all very intriguing options.. but can i go with option three?”

you hum in a satisfied response, climbing back onto his lap as you two return to a make out session that would make a porn star blush.

[impyssadobsessions]

DPXDC Enemy of my Enemy is the Worse "Excerpts" (Part 1?) I have more Ideas

Okay I kepy thinking about the prompt Enemy of my Enemy is the Worse I made LOL- (gonna post excerpts.) Probably wont fully write this.. as much as I like to right now LOL. If this inspires anyone to write, go for it.

"So now what? Going to vivisect me? Experiment? Rip my molecules apart like how my-Mr. Fenton keeps telling me." "Unfortunately, no." Agent K grumbles. "And its dissection, not-" Agent O tries to correct. "I maybe dead-but I'm not THAT dead." Danny rolled his eyes, flashing them at the two men in white. He can't believe any of this is happening. Oh he wished he listened to Jazz.. or Sam or Tuck more. He pulled at his ghost proof bindings, them having him ridiculously buried in the restraints. "Actually, Mr. Phantom, is it? I wanted to talk." Another bald man walks in, his suit notably black. Danny raised his eyebrow unimpressed, "What? Is it the Guys in Black and White now? Not that I'm against it, I'm all for equality, but it does seem a little off brand. I'm guessing the bleach bill is getting too high." Agent O was about to speak out- when the guy in black raised his hand to silence him. This guy only looked slightly amused, which gave Danny the creeps. "Of course not. That'd be ridiculous, though I'm not against inclusivity either. I'm Lex Luthor, and it is my recent interest in ghosts that had allowed the GIW to reach its full potential. " "So another annoying billionaire. Great."

"So you know of me? Perfect, then we can keep this simple. In truth, I am only interested in one ghost in particular." "We can capture him without involving ourselves with this scum-" "This GHOST has not only evaded my notice for YEARS, but has been stealing very valuable technology that would go beyond NASA's comprehension. Though I don't doubt your expertise, it has not come without notice that this particular ghost is seen the most-" Lex flicked his eyes down at Phantom. "With you." Agent K and O unrolled paper from their suits to reveal a picture of Plasmius. "The Wisconsin Ghost." - "Plasmius?!" Danny spoke same time the Agents did. Lex smirked at the Agents then down at Phantom. Danny took a moment to register what was going on before busting out laughing. "Really? What makes you think I'm buddy buddy with Plasmius? He's a total fruitloop and honestly- not surprise. He steals blueprints from my p---Dr. Fentons all the time." "You steal their items as well, if we recall." Agent K raised a brow. "Well-I- Just because- YOU USE THEIR BLUEPRINTS TOO!" "Enough. " Lex starting to sound annoyed, Danny felt like it was a win. Serves bastard right. Man did he hate billionaires. "I've observed your work in Amity Park. If I dare say you are quite similar to many of the masked vigilantes that plague this Earth. Even more heroic in my opinion." Danny was not biting at whatever trick Lex was pulling. Though he didn't miss the skip of his core at being recognized something other than a menace. 'He's lying to you.' he repeated in his head. Pulling on his bindings again to remember the real situation before him.

"That being said, I like you to do as heroes do and capture this criminal, then bring him to me." "Look, thanks for the compliment- but we both know I'm not seen as a hero. So why don't you quit the buttering 'cause I'm not interested in culinary and tell me what's in it for me. Even though I'm barely c-average on the best of days, I'm not dumb. I'm not doing this for free or just some lame you will be spared nonsense. Been there done that." Lex smirked again, "I'll grant you immunity from GIW and you can have your haunt back." "Wait? What?!" "But it took so long to capture him-" "IF you manage to capture Plasmius and bring him to me before GIW can." Danny glanced at the two agents as they puffed out their chests. Cocky. They really think they could capture Vlad? Then painfully reminded himself that they did catch him. "And if I don't agree?" "We DISSECT you and use you for very unethical and highly painful experiments that are legal on subjects like yourself." Agent K happily boast. "Riiiight." Danny clicked his tongue, "Add in that these guys are not allowed to be in a 50 miles radius from Amity and I'll do it." "No-" "Deal."

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Danny looped on back to the entryway as he finished swooping through every room of the manor. "Alright! Come on out Fruitloop! I know you're still here-" Just as Phantom floated down to land, he felt a hard punch in his face that sent him skidding across the room into the wall. "OOF" "Guess I should have seen that com...ming..." Danny rubbed his jaw, turning back to see who punched him. His eyes widening as he recognized the heroes he was facing. "Phantom. We're taking you into custody." "YOU CALLED THE JUSTICE LEAGUE ON ME?!" -----(Fight happens)--- Flash manages to hold Phantom, using his speeding molecules to keep Phantom from phasing through his grip. Danny gritting his teeth as the other heroes ready to capture him. Fine. If he can't phase through, he'll just phase in. Phantom uses his icy breath to freeze everything around them. Superman quickly uses his laser vision to melt the ice covering the room in mist, trying to keep themselves from being frozen. "Flash!" When the mist cleared the was no sign of him. Superman using his hearing to try and locate him- despite guarding his right side, he was kicked into the wall by Flash. Flash's eyes glowing bright green. "Well this is weird." -Proceeds to fight in Flash's body for a moment, until he gets knocked out of it. Danny's on his last legs, thinking he barely done a number on them (Not realizing he had been giving them quite a fight). Danny tries to reason again only to hear Amity Park doing great since GIW involvement. Still he isn't backing down. Even mentions Lex is backing them. He knows its only temporary peace if its really peace at all. Which he suspects is a big farce. Besides the portal still resides in Amity. GIW can't get a hold of that- portal. If he can't make them hear him out, then he'll show them why Vlad isn't just some victim. (Not realizing what Justice League may have already discovered) "Want to know why the number 2 worse billionaire is after Fruitloop?" standing up as the net placed on him burned and electrified him. It hurt so much, but he wasn't ready to quit now. Superman flew out in front of the others to block Phantom as Phantom tackled him. Phantom just uses rest of his strength to crash Superman through layers of floors til they reached the secret lab. Superman flinging Phantom into the other side of the room just as they landed, making him slam into a green tube, shattering it. The netting having dropped to the ground away from him. He coughed, shaking as a white ring dangerously popped around his waist shakily dancing, until Phantom sucked it back in. Not yet. The green ectoplasm from the tube soaking into his skin. His eyes widening as he saw what the green ectoplasm was from, jumping back with a disgust yell. He watched the clone fizzle out. "ALREADY? Really Vlad?" He shook off the creeps. "What is this?" "A Lab, du-UAHHHHHHH-" He found himself being spun around by Flash, and flung into the air where he was lassoed. Wonder Woman yanked on the rope tight, swinging him down into the opposite wall. He really was tired of being walled by them. Batman was quick to cuff him as Superman froze him in place. Danny raised a tired brow, unamused. "Are we chill now?" "No." "Thought so." ---bit more talking. Danny navigating his way through the truth of the lasso before using his wail as his last ditch effort to escape. Manages to escape through the portal as the lab collapses.

[guitarstringed-scars]

cantaloupe island

masterlist

chapter 3- round midnight

onigiri miyas weekend hours are late. they don’t close until 2 am on fridays, and while the live music inside has come to an end, but the customer flow hasn’t dwindled a bit. soft jazz ballads plays over the loudspeakers, and you make a mental note to compliment whoever's playlist is on.

you hear the opening notes of ‘round midnight by thelonious monk, and listen in to the melody as you wait in line, ordering your second serving of onigiri tonight. from your spot in line, you see atsumu, seemingly banished to working the cash register now that his ‘helping you’ duties are over with.

as the line moves, you get closer and closer to where he stands. an onigiri miya baseball cap sits on his head, covering his dyed hair for the most part, despite the few strands that fly out from under the brim. his eyebrows are furrowed as he focuses on typing in whatever the customer is ordering into the machine. they remain furrowed as he counts out the proper change from the cash register.

you are next up in line, and he looks up at you. one of his hands rests on the counter as the other shuts the drawer to the machine. there is a bit of sweat forming on his temples.

“hi.” you say, “i’ll just do the tuna mayo.” you start to rummage in your bag.

“alright, it’s on me.” he says, tapping your order into the screen.

“oh, no it’s okay i already have the disco-” you start. ”it’s on me.” he smiles at you. “i feel pretty bad about earlier.”

the receipt printer whirs, and he tears off the paper, tucking it away in his pocket.

“thanks.” you smile, stepping aside to the pick up window, waiting for your food.

the bell rings as one of the workers sets down your onigiri. you nod and thank them before taking it to the table where your band and their friends sit.

kuroo is laughing with bokuto about something while akaashi, yachi, and iwazumi talk. you sit in the seat between kuroo and iwazumi and unwrap your onigiri. still confused about how someone who hates jazz could be so nice.

after the restaurant has closed, the band helps shut down, packing up all of the cables and amps and loading everything into their cars. you sit down on the curb outside while you wait for everyone else. that’s where atsumu miya finds you. he sits down next to you, knees up to his chest. you look over to him.

“funny seeing you here.” you say, leaning back and breathing in the cool night air. he laughs quietly to himself, taking off his hat and running his hand through his now matted hair.

“yeah, you could say that.” he says.

“do you really hate jazz?” you ask, looking at him with a slight smile on your face.

“i’m just not really a fan, and it’s nothing against you or anything, i thought you were great.”

you laugh at his constant apologies.

“i know, it’s just i don’t really ever talk to people who don’t like jazz.”

“i guess im the exception.” he smiles.

“i bet i can make you like jazz.” you stretch your arms out in front of you.

“how are you going to do that?” he asks, yawning a bit. you stand up now, the rest of your band has started coming outside now.

“tomorrow night at 8, meet me at the ravens eye diner.” you say, walking away and getting into the backseat of akaashis car.

a/n: something is happening!!! now we are really moving!!!

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[risingscorchingsuns]

good morning chat emergency commissions!!!

this post is very messy and not at all organized but um!! I woke up and my bank account is overdrawn- my monthly subscriptions came in, and I couldn’t afford them like I budgeted for because my boss Forgot To Fucking Pay Me. it’s been half a week since my last payday and she’s got no information on where my check is or if im even in the fuckin system?? its a long ass story but i was supposed to be registered for direct deposit but i guess she fuckin forgot or something??? im pretty sure this is some flavor of illegal

anyway tldr. i am opening a few emergency comm slots, they’re mostly PWYW depending on what you’d like but the minimum is $10 🥹

my art tag is #leon scribbles if you’d like to scroll through for examples but. Yeagh. ourrggh

basic comm shit applies, i wont draw anything fucked up, i can draw furries or humans, etc etc. leave a comment or feel free to message me with your concept and we’ll work it out! Sorry this is so messy i literally just woke up to all this. ourgh

some examples of my art 🥹 shares are appreciated!

[yveltalreal]

hey youve talked about cyclizar racing a bit? how does it work?

okay so! theres like two major types!!!!!!!!!

the first types are speed races! all the races you see on tv or that are set up on legal courses and race centres and just that are held in general are of this type! a speed race tends to be a straight dash for the finish. quick sprints, or like a couple laps on a basic circuit. sometimes there are a few simple obstacles like some twisting turns or a few small jumps or a little bit of slippery terrain or a small wall to climb. nothing too intensive and even then obstacles are still kinda rare to see outside of higher level racing. this is the worst type of race because its boring and it sucks this is the only legal type (thankfully this will change hopefully)

the other type are technical races (sometimes called danger races or skill races depends on the group) these are the most popular type for illegal races. theyre characterized by unconventional courses that take paths through places like city streets, caves, and forests, weaving through a variety of natural and man made obstacles, many of which are dangerous and require a degree of skill and practice to go through safely. while speed race courses are rarely open during storms, many technical races are planned around harsh weather, with staying low and using as little metal gear as possible while avoiding getting swept away by pouring rain being part of the challenge. because of this, most illegal racers have a fast flying pokemon known as a scout pokemon that keeps an eye on the track. speaking of which, technical race tracks arent always as well defined as speed race tracks. shorter races will have a whole planned route, while larger ones may span entire neighbourhoods or more and instead just have a set of checkpoints that must be reached in a specific order before getting to the end. there are a few other variants of technical races i can talk about but overall theyre just a more fun and dangerous race type and im surprised but excited that the cyclizar racing federation has decided to potentially make official rules for them and open official tracks. obstacle based racing is super fun compared to just. trying to reach the end quickly and requires you to move your body with ur cyclie so much more and its sosososo fun.

also i guess i should talk about racing gear. speed races will always use racing gear. its standard cyclizar handlebars and seats just setup more for racing and being a bit more aerodynamic. technical racing on the other hand has no rules. race with whatever you got. most racers will use complete custom gear, modified rapidash tack (so a bridle, reins, saddle, maybe a blanket. i use this) or just standard racing gear. you technically also ride bareback for technical races since theres not as much rules but bareback cyclie riding has always been for more lax rides and you will fall off lol.

registering for speed races requires extensive history of your cyclizar. it must be a pure cyclizar so no hybrids. dna testing resules are required if they dont say its a pure cyclizar then it wont get in (so a cyclizar/rapidash hybrid wouldnt be allowed to race. if one somehow caught one of those crater fuckers it wouldnt be allowed either). lower level races and casual shit do occasionally allow hybrids IF AND ONLY IF it is proven that the hybridization gives no real benefit in a race. i think school races might also allow hybrids under the same rules?? idk. anyways. mid level and high level races require it to be a pure cyclizar (sometimes with racing breed pedigree) and often ban wild caught cyclizar from competition. after that theres also the standard health checkups one would have just for a riding license that make sure its a healthy size and has enough strength to be ridden, as well as the actual riding license that says you can ride the cyclizar around like. in public and stuff.

tecynical racing requires none of that just have a cyclizar and i guess make sure its healthy. you dont ened a riding license but you should have one so ur less likely to get arrested and also cause just. that confirmation that you and your cyclizar are able to ride.

also to clarify by technical racing illegality its like. there are harsh cyclizar riding trails that are just as dangeorus as technical racing but theyre legal cause ur supposed to go one at a time. if multiple people are racing at once it gets a lot more dangerous cause both people and pokemon can get seriously hurt. its not anything serious of a charge its more a misdemeanour you're probably just gonna get written up and end up with a fine unless youre a repeat offender

[tiredistic]

"Bitten"

pairing: Regina x Janis

Ask: "Janis bites Regina randomly, what happens next?" smut?(Janis getting railed, fluff (grumpy Janis getting tickled) @cheesysoup-arlo

content warning(s): Smut, biting, little bit of fluff at the end.

summary: Janis bites Regina randomly, it leads to a evening they both wont forget.

a/n: This is the fic where I deleted the ask on COMPLETE ACCIDENT sooo sorry ;-;, I remembered most of it, but like- c'mon now.. its ok tho bc this version is way better than what I had written before. hope you enjoy (sorry for the long wait)

The air was hot and heavy, Regina and Janis clashed lips for what seems like the tenth time that evening.

They made out feverishly and passionately on top of Regina's bed, the blankets and the pillows scattered.

Their hands griped and groped their clothed bodies, touching as if it was their last day together.

The kiss was sloppy and breathtaking, their lipstick smudged all over.

They barely separated, it was like they were glued together while they tossed and tussled over the bed.

Regina tugged at Janis's pants, unbuttoning it with speed, her pants following.

"Take your shirt off." Regina breathed, her slight aggression as born from lust.

They stopped their session to strip, clothes flying to the floor.

They climbed back on the bed. Regina ran her hands through Janis's hair as they took a breather.

"So fucking hot." Janis mumbled, looking into Regina's blue eyes, her hands cupped her face, going in to kiss her jaw.

Janis left a trail of hickeys down Regina's neck, stopping to admire her beautiful collar bone, gosh it looked so delectable.

She kissed it, leaving marks and her lipstick all over. She bit down on it, her intrusive thoughts taking over before she could even register what she did.

“What the fuck!?” Regina winced, grabbing Janis’s face. She looked back at the blood beading around the bite to Janis who had a big dumb smile on her face.

They just stared at each other for a while, processing.

“Y’know you taste pretty good..” Janis licked her lips, the faint metallic taste still present in her mouth. Raising her eyebrows at Regina, she smirked.

“Oh my gosh you are a freak!” Regina laughed, letting go of Janis to look at the mark in the mirror.

“You chose this freak ya’ know.” Janis giggled, following her. 

They looked at it, it was small compared to the hickeys Janis left all over. Regina stood in the mirror tracing them.

“They’re kinda sexy..” Regina inquired, “But Janis you know my rule...”

"Oh c'mon, we're out of school and your Mom is like out of town for a week! Why does it matter, so what you got a couple of hickeys?"

"Bitch this is a whole ass bite, its like a dog got me or something."

"Right, oh well, guess you gotta fuck me like one now." Janis teased, sitting back down on the bed.

Regina climbed next to her, her hands rubbing Janis through her panties. Janis already was squirming under her touch, soft moans falling from her lips.

"What happened to your tough guy attitude, don't tell me you already lost it.."

"Oh I'm tough alright, but I just love when you fuck me like I'm not." Janis purred, her voice dripping with lust.

"Is that so? Go on all fours baby." Regina smirked, her eyes glued to Janis.

Janis listened quickly moving into a sexy pose, wiggling her ass in the air.

Regina pealed Janis's panties down, her cunt leaking for her already. she licked Janis's clit, she liked how the girl was already a blushing mess.

"holy- shit." Janis moaned, feeling Regina's tongue inside of her, it felt so good. Janis's back arched, her arousal building up.

Regina felt herself starting to get wet hearing Janis's slutty moans. Her free hand teasing herself silently.

"faster, fuck me faster!" Janis begged, her eyes shutting from the pleasure.

Janis's head fell back, her eyes fluttering closed. The room filled with the sounds of her moans and the slick, wet noises of Regina's tongue moving inside Janis.

Regina whimpered against Janis, her fingers slipping under her waistband of her panties. She rubbed herself in fast deliberate circles as she got Janis off.

Moans filled the room, sounds of their wet cunts bouncing off the walls.

While Janis was getting the best face of her life, Regina started pumping her fingers in and out of herself, fucking herself like a slut.

Regina added another finger, pumping them in and out of herself. Her body tensed, her orgasm building with each thrust.

Regina's tongue worked overtime, licking and sucking at Janis's clit, dipping in and out, making Janis feel bliss like never before.

"keep going-" Janis gasped, her body trembled as she became close, her body shaking slightly.

Janis noticed how Regina's movement got sloppy, implying how close she was herself.

"Come with me Reggie- " Janis moaned, sweat covered her forehead as high-pitched moans fell from her lips.

Regina's hips bucked into her hand. Her eyes tearing slightly, her release close.

"'m gonna come." Janis gasped, her voice edged with slight rasp.

Without further warning, Janis came. Her orgasm crashing through her body, her words drowned in her cry of pleasure. Her cunt clenched around Regina's tongue, her juices coating Regina's face.

Regina followed close behind, her orgasm crashing over her as she came, her fingers buried deep inside herself.

The two girls laid there, panting and shaking from the intense climax they shared. The room was filled with the scent of their arousal, a reminder of their passion.

"That was so good." Regina murmured her voice husky, her body humming with satisfaction.

"You did so well." Janis praised, pressing a tender kiss to Regina's lips, tasting herself on them. "I love you."

Regina's heart swelled at the words, a warmth spreading through her chest. "I love you too, Janis. So much."

After a moment of basking in their afterglow, enjoying each other's presence Janis spoke up,

"We should clean up before we get too comfortable" She laughed, propping herself up on her elbows.

"ok yeah." Regina yawned, her body already tired from their lovemaking.

They took a minute to clean up, taking a shower, getting water, and changing into comfortable clothes.

Once they were both presentable again, they climbed back onto the bed, cuddling each other close.

Regina nuzzled her head under Janis's chin, her arms thrown over Janis's waist. Janis's hands rubbed through her soft hair, matching the girls breaths.

[stars-tonight]

Okay so imagine an accidental confession scenario where the reader is humming the lyrics of guy.exe around some of our dense pookies (like ushijima, bokuto,kageyama...) and they're like, "i have those exact qualities why wont they date me then?????" and thats how their confessions happen lol. Feel free to add whoever you think fits, i just thought it's silly

ALL YOU'RE LOOKING FOR

"oh i, wish i could synthesize a picture perfect guy, oh i, oh i. . ."

he startles as you sing softly under your breath, turning to look at you curiously. you're wearing earbuds, so he can't hear the music. intrigued, he scooches a little closer to you and strains his ears to listen to you sing.

"six feet tall and super strong, we'd always get along, all right, all right," you whisper-sing as your pencil moves across your homework book.

he frowns. was this your way of hinting at something? he had been the one to suggest you study together after school, and he'd been secretly delighted when you agreed. he'd liked you for a long time now, but you seemed so . . . natural around him. you treated him like you treated everyone else. he was nothing special to you. it almost pained him to spend time with you--he wanted you to himself so bad, you were right there, you were right there and still not his--

he focuses on your voice again as you sing to yourself, unaware of his inner turmoil: "ooh, he'd pick me up at eight, and not a minute late, 'cause i don't like to wait, no."

he'd never make you wait! he thinks to himself. he'd be a perfect saint, always walking you home and bringing you your favorite flowers. he'd learn to cook your favorite food for you, remember every important detail and every important date, he'd be the best boyfriend! he's everything you're looking for, why can't you see it?

"kind and ain't afraid to cry or treat his mama right, that's right, that's what i like," you continue to yourself.

that does it for him. he sets his pencil down, a little harder than intended, and accidentally catches your attention. you look up at him, surprised to see him staring at you intensely, and take out an earbud. "what is it?" you ask curiously. "you okay?"

he blankly stares at you for several seconds. "what about me?" he blurts out.

you frown, creasing your eyebrows in confusion. "what do you mean, what about you?"

"i'm everything you're asking for," he mumbles. "i'd never be late. i'm nice to my mom. i'd treat you well too."

you blink slowly, registering his words. your eyes widen, and a giggle bubbles up in your throat. "where is this coming from?" you ask, grinning a little.

his face flushes, and he rubs the back of his head. "you were singing about the kind of guy you want," he mutters. "i have all of those qualities."

you giggle again. "are you saying what i think you're saying?" you tease him.

his face is beet red. "what do you think i'm saying?"

you say his full name. "i think you're confessing to me!" you tease. you'd been hinting at your crush for a long time, waiting for him to confess first, and now he's finally done it.

he fiddles with his fingers stubbornly, as if it's not obvious that he's hopelessly down bad. ". . . maybe."

three different types of guys who might react this way:

the whiny -- BOKUTO KŌTARŌ, MIYA ATSUMU, suna rintarō (as one may guess, they'd be a lot more whiny about it)

the genuinely confused -- kozume kenma (confidence will dwindle after that point about being six feet tall tho. . .), tsukishima kei (but he’ll be more sassy / nonchalant about it)

the dense -- USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI, KAGEYAMA TOBIO

A/N: hi anon! thank you for your request, this was so fun and silly and i loved writing it

also am i tripping or is "scooch" a real world? because istg it is a real world but i can't figure out how to spell it