#i go into 'NOPE THIS IS ATROCIOUS WE SHOULD BURN IT ALL DOWN' mode

[astracora]

A Mandated Holiday Break - Chapter 8

Characters: Sylus x gn!mc (poly lads)

Warnings: Sylus myth mentioned, mild hurt/comfort

Word Count: 1424

Written: 22nd December 2024

Notes: Post-relationship Sylus/MC-centric but poly LADs, with my personal pov of the game and lil headcanons littered in.

Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8

Sylus enjoys a karaoke bar, especially if he's got access to you for a duet. You tease him but you'll always join him, hanging onto his arm and letting loose, and he sometimes falters over the words because he's too busy watching your face.

Still, this is good too. You've set up the game system that the doctor bought for his base, presenting it with a sigh. 'You won't know the right one.'

He'd been a little insulted, but he'd acquiesced, in the end the doctor knows gaming better than he does. It's never appealed to him, and he's never had real time to try. A sing-a-long game is loading up, yelling out 'let's sing' loudly from the speaker system.

You'd presented it to him with the doctor, beaming, "You'll like this one, I promise!"

The fish had groaned from the sofa, "Why do we all have to suffer the crow's crooning?"

As much as you've teased him for being out of tune, you've always encouraged him. He can't count how many times you've asked him to hum for you. Lay against his chest, and unable to sleep for nightmares.

The reason for the at-home karaoke session, are the cocktails that Luke has decided he wants to try making. Kieran is his primary test dummy, and if anything doesn't make him spit it straight back out. You're trying them.

It's ill advised… Sylus knows you're not a light weight, but he does know you and the twins can get competitive. It feels like it's only moments before you start doing shots together, and if that happens he's bound to get dragged in, and as quick healing as he is, he doesn't fancy driving anyone anywhere. Nor does he want to get into a taxi with someone he doesn't trust. Not with you and the twins.

He needs you safe.

He also blames you for Luke’s new hobby, you’d showed them some movies, made comments about how stylish a good bartender is, (He hadn’t filed that information away, to practice. At all.), and Luke had taken that as a challenge.

“It can’t be that hard.”

“Yeah! You can do it bro!”

You’d laughed and not thought anything of it. They’d gone out, and returned with… boxes.

Then raided his alcohol supply.

He’d dragged them both back by the scruff of the neck when they went for the very expensive top shelf. In no world were they mixing that with… was that moonshine? Where did they even get moonshine from?

He doesn’t see you drunk often, there are times you’re out in busy places because you feel you have to attend, and he’s seen you drink then to soften the anxiety and stress. You always call someone to be there then, drunk you is far more willing to rely on others. He also has seen you drink when you feel safe, has carried you on his arm more than once in those situations.

You apologise but there’s no need, especially when he gets to see the embarrassed but enamoured look on your face as he holds you in one arm. Your fingers drifting over the veins in his bicep, with a look he can only describe as hungry. He flexes a little more than he needs to on those occasions.

(There was one time you’d made a comment about beef clod, and he had truly not known how to respond.)

He can see you getting to that point now, you’re trying something green that you and Kieran are sipping from the same glass with separate straws. Luke is taking his turn at the microphone, singing something about what he wants for Christmas. Sylus is unsure if the radioactive green drink is good for either of you, but you don’t look sick, still. He’s wary, and flicks your forehead. As you put a hand to the targeted area, pulling away with an offended ‘Oi’, he grabs the glass and sips from your straw.

“Aww, Boss come on.”

It’s… not as bad as he expected, but he can’t imagine drinking it for fun.

Whether his taste buds are ‘broken’ like you’ve claimed before, and its somehow worse than he tastes, he still doesn’t feel good about putting it back in either your’s or Kieran’s hands. So he downs it.

Wrinkling his nose and pushing the glass away.

Before you can grab another concoction, now that Luke is back and shoving something else onto his brother, (He’s going to have to hide the key to the liquor cabinet he thinks, if this becomes a long standing hobby for them.), he pulls you over to the karaoke machine. “It’s our turn kitten, I’m owed a song for saving you from a terrible fate.”

Your tongue is out at him, but you stumble over grabbing his arm to steady yourself, and pick up the controller to find something you both know well enough to get through it with little effort.

His song repertoire has grown substantially since you’ve reentered his life, he feels confident that anything you sing to often he has memorised. Catalogued away to think about on nights you’re not here to sing for him.

When you’re satisfied, lining up a particular choice, you thrust the microphone into his hand, that’s not currently steadying you at the waist.

You look right at him when the song starts, familiar with some things enough to sing them blindfolded, and as tipsy as you are, with your voice wavering a little, he’s as starstruck as he always is.

“And I’d give up forever to touch you, ‘Cause I know that you feel me somehow, You’re the closest to heaven that I’ll ever be, And I don’t want to go home right now.”

There’s moments in his life, where Sylus wonders if he blinks, will you disappear? A fragile illusion on a wishful soul. That someone, somewhere has truly seen into him and seen something worth adoring and loving. He thinks you are easy to love, there can be no doubt that you are worthy without the need to earn it.

“And all I can taste is this moment, And all I can breathe is your life.”

You have reminded him, again and again that you love him, that he does not need to pay for it, or gift for it. That everything that is offered is freely given, and wholehearted. That there is nothing to earn. It is not a transaction, no relationship should be. You do not keep score, and you would rather he did not either.

“And sooner or later it’s over, I just don’t want to miss you tonight.”

It still leaves him with the feeling that in seconds he could wake up, in a cold cave, surrounded by gems he no longer sees beauty in, in a world where he is nothing but broken horns and lost family.

“And I don’t want the world to see me, ‘Cause I don’t think that they’d understand, When everything’s meant to be broken, I just want you to know who I am.”

He loves you, he loves his life with you, and he is so scared-

Your hands move to his cheeks, his voice halts, wavering and pausing. Blinking at you. The microphone is out of your hands and you stretch up as tall as you can pressing a kiss to his eyelids. He almost drops his own, hand tightening on your waist. You sing just for him, lips at his cheek now, and his breath escapes in a long exhale, shaking.

You are his, you are his, you are his.

When his heart wavers, yours is there, keeping it beating, in time to a song only you can hear.

He is yours, he is yours, he is yours.

“I just want you to know who I am.”

He lifts you into his arms, and he sings with you, game forgotten because it doesn’t matter. Nothing else matters. If you are happy, he is happy, and he is so very happy with you in his arms.

If he wakes up tomorrow and you are not here, he will find you anywhere. He has done it before, and he will do it for the rest of time, because you are the one who sees him.

And later, when you are laughing and stumbling through his bedroom door, trying to pull away from the uncontrolled kisses he plants on your skin, tickling you and nipping, he will swear into your skin that he will always see you too.

Whoever you choose to be.

[darkamaya]

Prompt #10: Avail

Kanami waited for Alistair and Alicia to leave the house, though they had asked her to come with them on their shopping trip, not wanting to leave her alone in the house but she refused. She had a plan, and she didn't want the both of them to be around. It was a surprise!

She waved as they left, the excitement inside of her growing. She closed the door when they were out of sight and rushed down the stairs into the kitchen, her familiar, the fire wolf named Flare followed behind her. He would be her assistant for this mission.

Once in the kitchen, Kanami and Flare got to work, gathering all the ingredient and items they would be needing for this very important mission. Code name: Cheesecake.

They gathered sugar, flour, eggs, vanilla extract, cookies, butter, chocolate and cream cheese.

So far so good.

With all the ingredients spread out before her on the kitchen counter, Kanami smiled to herself.

“Great! Now all we have to do is make the cake!” She clapped her hands together, the excitement building up. Flare glanced up at her, one brow quirked up. [...and exactly how are you going to make it now that Alistair isn't here?] Kanami's face fell. He had a point. Alistair was like her cook book. He gave out instructions when they made food and sweets together. “I...I remember how! I can do it!” With new determination, Kanami turned her fierce gaze back to the ingredients, as if willing them to act on their own.

Wait! Could it be! Did something move?! Nope. False alarm.

Kanami took a deep breath and smiled to herself. “Okay! So...um...first thing...we should make the crust.” She glanced around at her ingredients. “The cookies...and...um...sugar...oh! And the butter so they all stick together!” With a victorious grin she turned to her companion. “Could you get me a bowl and um...those circle bowl-plates we use for cakes, please?” Flare nodded his head, obviously knowing exactly what Kanami wanted even with her made up words. One by one, the wolf brought Kanami what she had asked which she set on the counter next to the ingredients. The good boy received head pats as thanks, his tail giving a light wag. Alistair and Alicia were not there to tease him about liking head pats this time. More Alicia than Alistair though he had to keep his tough and grumpy wolf image from being tarnished.

Starting with the easy part, Kanami took the cookies, which were simple chocolate chip cookies and placed a handful of two into the bow. She picked up a cookie and brought it to her mouth, sinking her teeth into it's sweet and crunchy cookie flesh. The sound of someone clearing their throat made her eyes widen in surprise. With cookie in mouth, she turned to her wolf, a drop of sweat visibly dripping along the side of her face. [...aren't the cookies suppose to go in the cheesecake?] He asked, with an unamused expression. Kanami nearly inhaled the rest of her cookie and blushed, glancing away guiltily. “I...I had to make sure they were still good...or the cake would taste odd...” Flare snorted. [...riiiight.]

Having had a snack to recharge her batteries, since all this was very hard work, Kanami proceeded to break the cookies into smaller pieces. Once that was done, she noticed the pieces were still too big to be used as a crust. She blinked, confused as to what she did wrong. “Why are they...?” Her eyes shifted towards Flare, who had begun to move. He brought back a large plastic bag and a rolling pin. [Try this. Place the cookies inside and roll whatever that is over them to crush them.] Kanami's eyes widened. “Oh! That is a good idea! Thank you!” The wolf received more head pats. He was glad, but not too glad.

Kanami opened the bag and slipped the broken down cookies inside. She set the bag down on the counter and began crushing them with the rolling pin. This was so much easier! Why didn't she think of this earlier?! Once the cookies were crushed enough, she opened the bag and placed the 'cookie powder' into the bowl once again. She then added some sugar. She was about to add the butter when her familiar stopped her. [Um...I think the butter is suppose to be melted...how else would you mix them all together?] Kanami blinked. “Oh. You are right.” She took out a small pan and placed the butter inside. She made her way back to Flare and smiled sheepishly. “Can you make it go faster?” Flare narrowed his eyes at her. What was he? A walking oven?! He sighed and nodded his head before huffing out a small ball of fire under the pan. The metal heated up and the butter slowly melted. Kanami smiled brightly. “Thank you~” She sang softly and returned to the bowl where the sugar and cookie powder was. She emptied the pan into the bowl, the melted butter seeping into the other ingredients. She then took a spoon, which Flare was nice enough to give her just now, and began to stir everything together.

Once that was done she placed the crust into the bowl-plate, pressing it down to mold it nicely. She did the same on the sides, so the crust went around as well.

Hurray! The crust was done! She set it aside for now. Next step: the filling!

Kanami stretched her arms over her head, letting out a satisfied sigh. She was working really hard! Flare glanced at her. [You know you're not done, right?] He asked her, snapping Kanami out of her relaxation mode. Her cheeks flushed and she puffed out her cheeks. “I-I know that! My arms were just tired from all the mixing!” Flare sighed. Were they even going to finish before Alistair and Alicia's shopping trip finished?

Kanami grabbed the chocolate and broke them into smaller pieces so they were easier to melt and set them into another pan. The chocolate smelled so good. Before Kanami realized what was happening the chocolate jumped up and attacked her face! She had no choice but to eat it. How horrible! How atrocious! Such a vile act! Flare sighed and Kanami gave him a sheepish smile. Okay, maybe the chocolate didn't actually attack her face...but it could have happened!

Kanami lifted the pan of chocolate pieces and Flare once again worked his oven magic, helping Kanami melt the sweet, face attacking chocolate. Their pained screams filling the room as they slowly melted. Just kidding! The chocolate isn't alive. She stirred the chocolate as it melted and set the pan to the side. Flare brought her a large bowl and she placed it before her. She took the cheese cream. Oops. Sorry. Cream cheese, and used a fork to kind of mix it up so it was softer. She added sugar and flour.

Wait! Was that salt?!

No? Thank goodness!

Kanami mixed everything up, trying to keep her urge to eat it at bay. She mustn't eat it. Yet. The mixture became smooth and Kanami couldn't help but think it looked like marshmallows. She pouted, knowing it wasn't so and that she couldn't eat it either way. She took two eggs, and added them in one at a time. Was she supposed to remove the shell? Oh well!

Just kidding. She wasn't that horrible in the kitchen.

With the two eggs sliding around inside the mixture, Kanami resumed her mixing, her arm crying out in pain. Her muscles were tired from all this mixing but she had to stay strong! She must complete her mission! She added a few drops of vanilla and added the yummy death filled melted chocolate. And once again, she mixed. She mixed until her arm fell right off and dropped to the floor.

Gasp

Her arm didn't actually fall off.

Now that the main mixture was done. She picked up the bowl and brought it to the bowl-plate which held the crust. She dipped the bowl, letting the mixture fall onto the crust in a waterfall of chocolaty goodness. [Kanami. Focus.] Kanami blushed and focused on the task at hand. Was she drooling?!

The now empty bowl was set to the side. Kanami took a knife and gently slid it on the top, to even out the surface so it looked all nice and smooth. She smiled to herself. The mission now half complete. She turned to her worst enemy. The oven. She glared at it and waited, as if it were about to attack her without warning. She stepped towards the metal monster and...turned it on. She blinked at it, watching the oven light turn on as it began to heat up. Once she figured the temperature was hot enough, Flare told her, She took her cheesecake and placed it into the oven to bake it for about forty-five minutes.

During that free time, Kanami wondered how she could decorate the cake. She could add chocolate, but the cheesecake was already chocolate. She pressed her lips together, humming softly as she paced in the kitchen. She opened the cold storage and peered inside for some sort of inspiration on what to use. Her eyes searched the contents of the cold storage until they spotted it. Rolanberries!

Kanami grinned at her find, she loved these! She took a few rolanberries out and set them onto the counter. She took a small knife and slowly began to slice the fruit in half. “Owie!” Kanami cried, the small blade slicing the skin of her index finger. Blood bubbled at the surface of the wound before a drop or two spilled out. She brought the finger to her mouth, suckling on her wound. Flare shook his head. It was only a matter of time before she cut herself. It usually happens when she's anywhere near the kitchen. That and burning herself. Which was bound to happen once the cake was done baking.

Flare tilted his head in Kanami's direction, his ears drooping to the side with the movement. [...are you alright?] Kanami popped her finger from her mouth and looked down at it. It had stopped bleeding. She smiled at her companion and nodded her head. “Yep! I am fine! It was just a little cut.” Flare nodded his head and continued to watch Kanami cut the remaining fruits.

The oven chimed, letting Kanami know it was probably time to remove the cake from it's mouth. She set the slices of rolanberry to the side and walked up to the oven. She peered inside and smiled. Putting on the heat protecting gloves she opened the oven door and reached for the cake. She gently took it out and set it on top of the oven. She closed the door and removed the gloves, letting the cake rest for a few moments. She didn't burn herself?! Flare's mouth nearly dropped to the floor in shock.

Kanami began cleaning the items she used, returning the unused ingredients back to their original places and the used items were set into the sink. She plugged the hole and filled the sink with hot water before adding soap. She watched the bubbles form and multiply, some even rose up into the air, gently floating around before they ceased to exist, popping in the air. She let the dishes soak in the soapy water and made her way to the cake. It smelled wonderful! Her tail wagged in anticipation. She picked up the sliced rolanberries and set them neatly on the cake, in a circles around the outer edge of the cake. It looked nice! She puffed out her chest in pride. She took a buttering knife and scraped the edge of the cake, to loosen it from the bowl-plate so it would be easier to remove later. Now that the cake was officially done, she put the gloves back on and placed the whole thing into the cold storage so it would cool down. She closed the door, removed the gloves and sighed happily. She did it. She really did it!

Where others could not avail, Kanami had, with hard work, some minor accidents and dedication, managed to make a decent looking chocolate cheesecake which she hoped her love would enjoy.

“I hope Ali likes it!”

[I'm sure he will. You worked hard after all.]

“Teehee~”

@kanami-nanami

@alistair-phoenix

[qitwrites]

happy birthday dearest @ryugazakkis ♥. here’s a small textfic from your precious oikuro college!au. Hope you have an amazing day ⌒°(❛ᴗ❛)°⌒

Kuroo: we’re out of eggs

Oikawa: and?

Kuroo: buy some

Kuroo: youre out loafing anyway

Oikawa: first of all, fuck u

Oikawa: secondly, im not loafing, im buying our face packs for this weeknd

Kuroo: ok, understandably important business

Kuroo: but Bo is craving my omu rice

Kuroo: and theres no eggs in the fridge

Oikawa: fyn. u both owe me.

Oikawa: i need to walk an extra 468m to reach the grocery place

Kuroo: do i want to knw y u have such an accurate measurement of the distance?

Oikawa: ……

Oikawa: i get bored easily

Kuroo: u need new hobbies

Oikawa: once again, fuc k you

~

Oikawa: <link attached>

Oikawa: <link attached>

Oikawa: <link attached>

Oikawa: <link attached>

Kuroo: wtf is this

Oikawa: proof

Kuroo: of wat?

Oikawa: the existence of aliens you imbecille

Kuroo: im sorry, but im still not a believer tofu

Oikawa: traitor

Oikawa: y r we frnds?

Kuroo: because u love meeeeee

Oikawa: -.-

~

Kuroo: tooru

Oikawa: hmm?

Kuroo: i miss home

Oikawa: we get a break in two weeks

Oikawa: hang in there

Oikawa: im out rn

Oikawa: ill bring the ice cream

Kuroo: youre the best

Oikawa: i know

Kuroo: asshole

Oikawa: theres my tetsu-chan

Kuroo: <3

~

Oikawa: it’s fascinating, really

Kuroo: wat is

Oikawa: the way my face twists when someone says ushiwaka within 100 feet of me

Oikawa: bo snapped a pic

Oikawa: <image>

Kuroo: meme worthy

Kuroo: truly

Oikawa: honestly

Oikawa: the man manages to make beauty lyk mine look stale

Kuroo: that’s to say

Kuroo: u have any beauty at all

Oikawa: pfff

Oikawa: tetsu-chan please

Oikawa: ur a lot of things

Oikawa: and i mean A LOT

Oikawa: but blind is not one of them

Kuroo: ass

Oikawa: i don’t see u disagreeing

Kuroo: …….

Oikawa:  (✿´ ꒳ ` )

~

Kuroo: wat do u wanna watch 2night

Oikawa: well

Oikawa: im kinda in the mood for horror

Kuroo: i was thinking the sameee

Kuroo: saw 2?

Oikawa: yaaasss

Kuroo: also pizza

Kuroo: hawaiian or pepperoni

Oikawa: pepperoni pleasee

Kuroo: done done

Oikawa: thanks :*

~

Kuroo: oikawa

Kuroo: oikawa come on

Kuroo: tooru

Oikawa: i don’t wanna talk rn

Kuroo: i know it sucks to be fighting with iwa

Kuroo: bt just calm down and think abt it from his perspective

Kuroo: and dnt ever forget

Kuroo: he loves u

Oikawa: ……

Oikawa: i know

Oikawa: i just need time

Kuroo: i know

~

Oikawa: dnt forget

Oikawa: we’re running tomorrow @ 5:30

Kuroo: i hate u

Kuroo: every single cell in my body

Kuroo: prays fr your untimely demise

Kuroo: is the sun even up that early

Oikawa: .______.

Oikawa: tat’s the point u idiot

Kuroo: i hate u

Oikawa: im aware

Oikawa: ill knock on ur door til u wake up

Oikawa: just saying

Kuroo: ur existence is sevearly regretted @ the moment

Oikawa: dnt be late darling

Oikawa: u can thank me later

Kuroo: go to hell

Kuroo: preferably before 5:30 in the morning

~

Oikawa: KUROO-MOTHERFUCKING-TETSUROU

Kuroo: yes dear?

Oikawa: will u

Oikawa: fr the love of all that is good and pure

Oikawa: stop changing my bg’s

Oikawa: to posivitely atrocious selfies of urself????

Oikawa: i had to show my prof something on my cell

Oikawa: and that picture just blares up at us

Oikawa: and ive never felt so horrifyingly embarrassed

Oikawa: his eyes Kuroo

Oikawa: he looked so betrayed

Oikawa: his hatred for me in that moment

Oikawa: could prob burn a hole through wood

Kuroo: brb

Kuroo: crying so har d rn

Kuroo: ur prof saw?

Kuroo: omggg

Kuroo: ◝( ′ㅂ`)و ̑̑

Oikawa: rot in the depths of tartarus

Kuroo: just as long as u wont be there

Oikawa: 🖕

~

Oikawa: kuroo

Kuroo: yeah

Oikawa: correct me if im wrong

Oikawa: bt did u just walk into class in your kitty pajama bottoms?

Kuroo: yeah

Oikawa: wit ur hair unbrushed

Kuroo: yeah

Oikawa: without shaving or even remotely grooming

Kuroo: yeah

Oikawa: zombie mode activated?

Kuroo: yeah

Oikawa: alrighty the n

Oikawa: ill get u coffee wen your class is done

Kuroo: blessed

Oikawa: monosyllabic bastard

~

Kuroo: u doing anything for the upcoming long weeknd?

Oikawa: i wanted to go home

Oikawa: bt my parents already planned a trip

Oikawa: so no

Kuroo: ok then youre coming

Oikawa: where

Kuroo: bo and i have planned a road trip

Kuroo: call iwa too

Oikawa: that sounds like fuuuun

Oikawa: o(≧∇≦o)

Kuroo: i know 

Kuroo: ρ(￣ﾍ￣ ﾒ)

Oikawa: iwa says yessss

Kuroo: awesome!

Kuroo: don’t forget sunscreen this time

Oikawa: it happened ONE TIME TETSU

Oikawa: let it go

Kuroo: u were pink for a week and half

Kuroo: im neve r letting that go

Oikawa: go fuck a trumpet

Kuroo: tempting

Kuroo: bt no thanks

Oikawa: y haven’t I blocked u yet jezuz

Kuroo: u keep asking urself that

~

Kuroo: <voice note>

Oikawa: from all that screaming and yelping

Oikawa: im assuming bo wants curry?

Kuroo: yas

Kuroo: me 2 actually

Oikawa: do we have any ingredients/

Kuroo: uhhh

Kuroo: i think a moth just flew outta the cupboard

Oikawa: ……

Kuroo: yeah ill go shopping

Oikawa: good idea

Oikawa: and take that hyper active eternally hungry puppy wid u

Kuroo: his name is bo

Oikawa: just goo

Oikawa: shooo

Kuroo: going going

~

Kuroo: sometimes i wish

Kuroo: the aliens had taken u

Kuroo: wen we offered u to them

Oikawa: same kuroo

Oikawa: same

Oikawa: (｡•́︿•̀｡)

Kuroo: wanna try again ?? ???

Oikawa: we’re too sober

Kuroo: not if i can help it

Oikawa: ill bring the tequila

Kuroo: i approve

~

Kuroo: Tooru

Kuroo: it’s not your fault

Kuroo: no matter what you or anyone else says or thinks

Kuroo: it’s not your fault

Oikawa: i am weak

Oikawa: so pathetically weak

Oikawa: coach should fucking bench me

Kuroo: open the door

Kuroo: I have wine, chocolates and bubblewrap

Oikawa: …..

Oikawa: I love you.

Kuroo: I love you too.

Kuroo: youre good enough

Kuroo: dont doubt that

~

Kuroo: daisho’s resemblance to reptiles

Kuroo: makes me truly believe in the existent of mutants

Oikawa: well, he’s certainly

Oikawa: whats the wor d

Oikawa: slimy

Kuroo: bo wants to strangle him for touching kei-chan

Oikawa: ill join him

Oikawa: my poor iwa-chan is suffering wid him 2

Kuroo: ugh

Kuroo: i hate him

Oikawa: i know

Kuroo: bleh

Oikawa: Netflix and cuddle?

Kuroo: Netflix and cuddle

~

Kuroo: <missed call>

Kuroo: <missed call>

Kuroo: <missed call>

Oikawa: wt actua l FUCK

Oikawa: its 3 AM

Oikawa: y u do this

Kuroo: i want tacos

Oikawa: ok just to put this in context

Oikawa: u have woken me at ass oclock in the morning

Oikawa: 2 get fucking tacos

Oikawa: hve i forgotten anything?

Kuroo: and churros!!!

Kuroo: im craving something sweeeet

Oikawa: im gonna kill u

Kuroo: yeah yeah no prob

Kuroo: see u in 5

Oikawa: …….

Oikawa: i want chocolate filled ones

Kuroo: attaboy

~

Oikawa: i think the four extra months ive spent on this planet

Oikawa: has given me this undeniably invaluable insight of the world

Oikawa: im sorry u cant ever experience this kurooo

Kuroo: that’s alright

Kuroo: i see things in a way diff from u

Oikawa: how so????

Kuroo: i mean

Kuroo: i am 3.4 entire cms taller

Kuroo: the view is simply breathtaking

Oikawa: ……

Oikawa: fuck u

Kuroo: ✧٩(•́⌄•́๑)

~

Oikawa: hey

Oikawa: wen u free?

Kuroo: i got tomorrow evening off

Kuroo: what’s up?

Oikawa: i wanna work on that spike wid u

Oikawa: also blocking practice with bo

Kuroo: im game

Oikawa: good

Oikawa: we need cooler hand signs too

Kuroo: tots agree

Kuroo: we���ll brainstorm alright?

Oikawa: sounds like a plan

Oikawa: ೕ(•̀ᴗ•́)

~

Kuroo: code ET

Kuroo: i repeat

Kuroo: CODE ET

Kuroo: which means i am VERY sad

Oikawa: got it got it

Oikawa: ill meet u at the regular spot in 10

Oikawa: and ill bring bo

Kuroo: and my hoodie

Oikawa: and your hoodie

Kuroo: cookies and cream?

Oikawa: ye s plis

Oikawa: bo will have mint choco

Kuroo: got it

Kuroo: come fastly

Oikawa: almost there

~

Oikawa: just for 10 mins

Oikawa: ill only practice serves

Oikawa: i swea r

Kuroo: for the last time

Kuroo: NO

Kuroo: you are going to rest your knee till its better

Kuroo: even bo is mad this time

Kuroo: he wont let u on this court either

Oikawa: can i watch?

Kuroo: nope

Kuroo: focus on healin g

Kuroo: idiot

Oikawa: ……

Oikawa: im sorry

Kuroo: don’t be

Kuroo: we miss u too

~

Oikawa: i may not say this all the time

Oikawa: but your existence is appreciated Kuroo

Oikawa: thank u for coming into my life all those many years ago

Oikawa: and dealing with my stream of bullshit

Kuroo: likewise

Kuroo: <voice note>

Oikawa: pfff

Oikawa: tell bo I love him too

Kuroo: will do

Kuroo: oh bt w

Kuroo: Tooru?

Oikawa: yeah ?

Kuroo: i still don’t believe in aliens

Oikawa: F UCK YOU

Kuroo: I love you too

Kuroo: ♥♥

[theythemsam]

spn 8x13, liveblog, collected posts (all 20 of them) or as i like to call it: Everybody DOES hate Hitler.

 Oh No It’s the Golem episode

#yiketh

 Also the german is atrocious!

#like idk if I just cant hear him right but he either says `sie spät` which is not grammatically correct (should be ‘sie sind spät’ (youre late) OR ‘wie spät’ which would be a question (how late is it?) #so im going with my interpretation of the grammatically incorrect one

 The most accurate german thing TM they said so far was the one dude just going “eh was ist hier los?” (whats going on here) bc we do say that A Lot and also it’s a Mood

#like I have the same problem with grimm #if you want to use a different language in your writing: that’s cool go for it!!! #but please please please just hire a translator and language coach to make sure its correct and sounds good

 “schmeißt den Tisch um!” (throw the table down) me during parties asdfgh

#im sorry its just so funny to hear german in tv that’s not german #i know the context is bad and of course its nazi bs #but still asdfghjk

 Bunker! Its bunker time!!! HELL YEAH!!!

#fuck me I love the bunker #like I also want it to be destroyed soon bc I need them to get back on the road but!!!

 Also as much as I find the premise of this episode weird I do kinda like that they have one episode titled ‘everybody hates hitler’ and another where they kill hitler

 Dean: “Lets not go all geek!”

Also Dean: Immediately goofily poses with a sword and cuts his thumb bc he likes that whole thing too and also hes a big geek

#i need to at some point make a gifset that’s like Dean Vs Nerds #bc dean hates nerds so much when he himself is a gigantic one #and honestly? I can related asdfgh

 Having a jewish old dude scream at the Nazi bastard outside (whos also like so typical Evil German TM with the blonde hair and the haircut and everything) and then have him go up in flames and burn alive is… uhhh…. Kinda not good?

#like the connotations are… Big Yikes

 Time for “Deans gay thing”

#aaron really plays the flirty gay dude well #but alas of course its not true in the end and aaron actually just pretended to be gay to get close to dean #why am I watching this episode during pride month #i deserve better

 Yikes @ dean calling those very young college girls hot

#bi!dean stans would probably say its cause he wants to reassert his heterosexuality now #when like nope dean just continuously hits on underage/barely overage girls constantly bc hes a creepy pervy bastard

 I hate Dean talking to the golem that way

#like just cause he doesn’t talk a lot doesn’t mean he cant understand normal speech #dean just went into the complete ‘this is how you talk with children and people with mental disabilities mode’ #even though that’s also bullshit then lmao #ugh that way of talking just pisses me off so much!

 Sam, library nerd!!!

#hnnnggg I really need to get back to writing my story where sam works in a library bc yes he would!

 Sam just booking it up those stairs with his long legs

#also the pat pat pat of his shoes is so funny to me

 Uhhhh yes, more hurt Sam!!!

#like even drugged and bruising from the poison Sam still manages to fend him off and alert his family #also uhhhhh sam pretty when sick and I do make the rules #also Neck Romancer ahahaha

 Im seriously those stairs have the worst sound effects ever

#first sams pat pat as hes running up there #now the schlep schlep as the golem drags the nazi down #ufff I hate

 Sam just fucking chilling by the fire warming his hands asdgjl

#like burning a body is bad enough but sam just rubs his hands and warms them

 The atrocious German Continues

#hey spn let me timetravel back for a couple of years and translate this for you ok?

 Also Aaron I do support your life choices but rolling paper is just so fucking cheap my dude, just buy some

#no need to smoke ink like that’s so unhealthy!!!

 And bye bye Nazi prick

#double headshot uh la la

 This season is really deep in this family legacy thing huh?

[vestiges-of-me]

I'd say 1-100 but I'm not trying to be satan here. But eh, how about 1-100? 😋

Thanks to everyone who inboxed me but Satan wannabe here made sure all questions would be answered soooo…

What is you middle//full name?I’ll give you my first name – Raha How old are you?28What is your birthday?14 October What is your zodiac sign?LibraWhat is your favorite color?Uhh black?? Sometimes white What’s your lucky number?Not sure i have one but apparently my family should beware the number 8? Odd things associated with that number (i.e. major illness, house burning down etc)Interestingly enough my sister was born on the 8th *snickers* says it allDo you have any pets?I wish. I want a kitty.Where are you from?Uhh. I was born in France but live in the UK?How tall are you?5'8What shoe size are you?6How many pairs of shoes do you own?Uhhh 4 or 5What was your last dream about?Um one of my fictional characters What talents do you have?writing? I think haha Are you psychic in any way?I don’t know if it’s psychic but I can see patterns and predict how something will turn out even though it seems far fetched – I’m rarely wrong Favorite song?Not sure i have one but I love Mark Petrie’s music Favorite movie?Oceans Thirteen? A Beautiful Mind? The Hobbit trilogy? I have so many Who would be your ideal partner?Simply put? Someone with a sense of humour, compassion and someone who can be my best friend. I not sure there’s a straightforward simple answer to this one Do you want children?Oh yes I think so Do you want a church wedding?Not a chance Are you religious?My religion is important to me Have you ever been to the hospital?Once or twice yes Have you ever got in trouble with the law?Thankfully no… not yetHave you ever met any celebrities?Not that I can remember? I feel like I have though? Can’t be that famous or I wouldn’t forget Baths or showers?Showers What color socks are you wearing?I’m barefoot you weirdo Have you ever been famous?Does 600 people following me on FB for my writing count?Would you like to be a big celebrity?no thank you!What type of music do you like?Instrumental Have you ever been skinny dipping?O.O no and I don’t intend to How many pillows do you sleep with?Two What position do you usually sleep in?Back, side, stomach – whatever my back allows How big is your house?we have more room than we need but I wouldn’t say it’s bigWhat do you typically have for breakfast?….air?Have you ever fired a gun?Nope!!Have you ever tried archery?Yes and I love it!Favorite clean word?Brilliant Favorite swear word?A variation of fuckWhat’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleep?Just under 72 hours Do you have any scars?I do indeed, several Have you ever had a secret admirer?Yes Are you a good liar?As long as you’re not looking at me lol Are you a good judge of character?I am – I might play along but I rarely get played for a fool Can you do any other accents other than your own?FrenchDo you have a strong accent?I have a unique accent – I get comments on it very often. I’ve had dialect experts say that they can’t place me (in the UK), people say I have Egyptian, French, American tilt?? An odd mix. I am British. What is your favorite accent?French / German What is your personality type?INFJWhat is your most expensive piece of clothing?Lol I have a coat that I bought for an atrocious price but it was worth it Can you curl your tongue?*tries* ….apparently not Are you an innie or an outie?…..Left or right handed?Right Are you scared of spiders?They make me uncomfortable more than they scare me Favorite food?I can eat fries by the bucket load Favorite foreign food?Italian food Are you a clean or messy person?I can be a bit chaotic when I’m busy but I think I am generally an organised person Most used phrased?Are you fucking kidding me Or I told you soMost used word?EpicHow long does it take for you to get ready?Maybe 30 minutes – I’m not an uber fussy person Do you have much of an ego?Lol I doubt it Do you suck or bite lollipops?Lollipops are gross Do you talk to yourself?Does talking to my characters count? Cuz yes. I will often startle people by randomly exclaiming ‘shut up/go away/not now’Do you sing to yourself?noooopeAre you a good singer?NooooopeBiggest Fear?Tornadoes I guess?Are you a gossip?Hell no. I never know what’s going on with anyone. What an awful habit. Best dramatic movie you’ve seen?LOTR / The Hobbit??Do you like long or short hair?Short but my hair is getting rather long Can you name all 50 states of America?I can name about 30, maybe 40 on a clear dayFavorite school subject?English LitExtrovert or Introvert?Introvert Have you ever been scuba diving?No but I’d love to give it a try What makes you nervous?New places but I also love travelling to new places Are you scared of the dark?Only when there’s something spooky going on Do you correct people when they make mistakes?Depends on the person - I won’t do it to people I don’t know or am not close to Are you ticklish?Yes -.- Have you ever started a rumor?Nope Have you ever been in a position of authority?Yes and it isn’t fun Have you ever drank underage?Nope Have you ever done drugs?NopeWho was your first real crush?Some boy way back when How many piercings do you have?2Can you roll your Rs?Yes I can How fast can you type?Fast enough How fast can you run?Depends on what’s chasing me lol What color is your hair?Naturally? Black What color is your eyes?*are And they’re brown What are you allergic to?MY DOOR BEING LEFT OPENAlso, SundaysDo you keep a journal?I try my hardest to forget things, not chronicle them What do your parents do?Well my mother wakes up earlier than she needs to and starts with the dishes, does the laundry, cooks dinner and then…Do you like your age?It’ll do What makes you angry?Stupid people. Lack of common sense will immediately send me into rage modeDo you like your own name?Yes, I sure do Have you already thought of baby names, and if so what are they?I love the name Gavril for a son and Annoria for a daughter Do you want a boy a girl for a child?Can I have one of each please?What are you strengths?I am super fast at learning new things What are your weaknesses?Texting / calling I hate talking on the phone How did you get your name?I changed it because my parents gave me such a weird name and it didn’t stick. I ended up with a dozen different names.Were your ancestors royalty?Yes Color of your room?Grey and black Color of your bedspread?Black Make up your own questionI’m waiting, you devil!