#ignore my grammar mistakes plz

[maezerbrokenpaintbrush]

Does anyone else ever have these like completely heartbreaking moments where you break down absolutely sobbing when you- remember how Keith was an orphan and lived alone in the wilderness and really really struggled to connect with people and feel safe in general and fiercely fights to protect the people he cares about (decking iverson over shiro being badmouthed after Kerberos)… then Voltron happened and he was in forced proximity with a bunch of people where they had to connect and mind meld and eventually began to smile and open up and feel safe. And found a HOME. And a FAMILY. BUT shiro dies and he’s now in charge of everyone instead of being the right hand balance. He is the one who makes the hard calls now- instead of supporting the decision maker. He is forced to carry the weight of all of that and Lance is right there for him. As HIS right hand. In confidence. And communication. And in casual support and “friendship”. The fact that when Lance does his whole “one paladin too many” talk he just waltzes in means he knows Keith’s room and feels comfortable enough to just walk in casually. He doesn’t even look around to check it out… implying Lance has been there before and already knows exactly what’s in there (did you see how the curios f*Coker took everything in at Keith’s shack, or the caves, or even the fudging castle). THEN KURON SHOWS THE F*CK UP AND A BALANCE IS STRUCK WHERE KEITH IS CONTENT LEADING WITH “SHIRO” PLAYING BACKUP…… then the conversation mentioned above happens. And Keith goes “things will work themselves out” LIKE A DUMBASS and then just- dips. And he starts to run off to the Blade of Marmora- where it’s knowledge or death- kinda sorta hecka unwelcoming and he’s always going to be underestimated because he looks more human than Galran. He jumps into a military spy organization that doesn’t offer him the same safety, respect, love, or sense home let’s not even mention some other things. And Allura even says so- the blade doesn’t need him (but hasn’t he always felt like no one needed him- not shiro not the garrison not any of his foster families). But Voltron does need him. LANCE needs him dammit. And like- I can go into how horribly Lance is lost after Keith up leaves. BUT THIS IS ABOUT MY BOY KEITH AND HOW HE HAS ALWAYS HAD THE WORST CARDS DEALT TO HIM AND NOW- he just leaves the peace and love and home and family for a military system that values him at the amount and quality of information he can get but otherwise he is completely disposable just like he has always felt- AND STILL LEAVES BECAUSE LANCE FEELS LIKE HES THE PALADIN NO ONE NEEDS. And people still don’t think they are in love. Anyone just cut their own heart and put it on a platter salted with tears…?

Hahaha. Yeah. Me neither. *ugly cries in the back*

[stupid-interrupted]

I have Couvid from work so that means I get to ramble and debunk the ghost equipment used in the RLM video all I want in a non professional view !

So I'm only gonna really talk about some of the basics as shown above and some random ghosty moments, because I can, the guys kinda went over a few things in regards to them being not the best pieces of equipment but I need more people to know how like abysmal these things are in the sense of gaining evidence.

Also I'll throw in like an estimate on price cause,,, why not i dunno I'm sick also pre warning I am not smart and I am not an expert, I'm just kind of obsessed with watching ghost debunking videos and watched ghost adventures too much as a teen,,,, this is also gonna be really long sorry

1. Junk aka the shitty voice recorders and tiny camera's

This is just a throwaway thing really encapsulating the voice recorders and the tiny camera mike brings, I think it's common sense and even pointed out in the video that these things are just useless, they barely worked during the time in recording voices and give a shit ton of rough audio and catching small noises like getting brushed against your clothes etc it's easy to misinterpret a random noise as anything you want. I'm not sure with this model but some voice recorders let you even keep certain old messages and such.

And in similar vein, old camera's are not gonna give you high quality pictures, so like what's the point ? So it can capture dust and grain or crunch pixels so you can claim it to be a ghost ? The ghost won't disrespect you for using a higher quality camera.

Estimate Price ( Aiworth(?) Recorders x2, digital zoom recorder, Canon digital still camera) - $200

2. Mel Meter + EMF Readers

I don't ever understand the point of these things, it detects the temperature and like EMF readings, both things that are supeerrr debunkable, it's good visual point for ghost hunters to be like look ! it's cold ! but like cold spots/ drafts will happen in shitty old houses and buildings, hot spots can also happen because of electrical spots and again more shitty structure of the building. I was amused to see a reddit thread talking bout how ghost adventures apparently barely use them anymore, I guess it's easier to just claim you're cold now without having to show it.

Also EMF is like gonna be picked up from so many things especially in buildings, any man made object will, as shown by rich's phone setting it off, also simple electrical wiring which is why apparently you can stick these near outlets and it'll go off. Also, whilst the Axe Murder House claims to have no power etc it does have AC/Heating so like,,, there's wiring and such around new and old for sure.

Estimate Price (EMF readers x 4 , Mel Meters x 2 ) - $280

3. Spirit Box

A classic ghost device which i'm pretty sure is the one Mac gifted Mike, either way, pretty useless lol it shuffles through radio signals, what sense does this make with a ghost interacting with it, I dunno either way it purely works on the logic of pseudoscience, concentrating on nonsense of static to hear something you're bound to fool yourself into having heard something once it pauses on certain words, and as even used by RLM the use of captions on the screen greatly helps fool anyone into hearing what you read, kinda like when you repeat audio and hear different words when you read different things, right ?

It's like convincing yourself to see a face in tv static, that whole Pareidolia thing, seeing jesus in your toast etc.

Estimate Price - $90 but technically free being a gift

3. Ovilus V aka the overpriced magic 8 ball

These things are apparently known and called out for being dumb, it coincidentally only has 2000 or so words in it's dictionary and as pointed out by other rlmblrs and blortch :3c it's easier for it to have a bunch of pre-set spooky words in it's dictionary that could be interperted into any scary situation then having like,,, "penguin" "mustard" etc and whilst some claim that the timing on the words is too mysterious to be useless, as the saying goes a broken clock is right twice a day.

Plus, this thing goes off so much when it wants to, I remember watching a guy show a demonstration of how to use it and when he turned it on it shouted like 15 nonsense words all one after another and when someone pointed that out in the comments, the dude claimed his green screen room was haunted asjdksjdklfkj

Also, why the fuck did these assholes keep saying they're going to switch it to drawing mode like 5 times in the video and then never do it, show me it draw,,,

Price Estimate - Allegedly $800 ,,,, though the one I saw on the ghost site I'm using was only like $600 *shrug*

Ghost Phenomenon break - Battery draining

So I know Mr. Bauman is the Camera guy and I can barely work my phone's camera BUT from research I could find there's quite a few reasons on why this happens for camera's. The most plausible and likely answer is,,,,dodgy batteries which was even noted by the guys themselves, as when they put in a new battery, it was fine.

I did find it interesting though that apparently these fancy camera's are gonna drain batteries faster when shooting in higher quality, which is probably why you see that they're always plugged in around the studio. Also, some other features apparently will drain batteries much faster, such as having auto focus on or just having night vision which i don't ?? think this camera does ?? i couldnt see anything about it. But either way, there's a multitude of reasons on why the battery drained,,, that doesn't come down to it being a ghost.

5. Rem Pods aka their big scary moment

These things suck.

They're cheap as shit material wise and prone to going off for the most random of things, as I found out when I was "researching" these machines. Being built from just shitty mini theremin circuit boards super glued to a bunch of LED lights that flash when it detects vibrations, there's no fancy science or logic to em. There was even a guy in one of the forums noting that he can make these things for like 20 quid and big ghost companies will upsell em to hundreds of dollars to scam people basically.

But basically, these things will go off from even just wind brushing against them, or just anything disrupting it's sorta electromagnetic field, there's videos you can find on youtube of people managing to set these things off by being in a completely different room using a walkie talkie, not saying the RLM guys did this but,,, these things will literally beep for fun asjdksldjfk

The whole dust thing touching the antenna is not a ghost touching it,,, its showing that dust is being carried/ falling with some kinda draft and therefore probably disturbing the theremin setting it off. And finally, as shown in the big moment of it going crazy, as even discussed by the guys themselves,,, the battery was probs just busted once again as it fixed itself the moment a new battery was put in asjdkljsdfkl I would also note though that it probs isn't gonna help much if a bunch of middle aged guys (affectionate) come walking across the creaky wooden attic floorboards that it's sitting upon too asjdklsdj

Price Estimate Rem Pods x 2 - $380

Conclusion -

Overall Price Estimate (maybe!) - $ 1, 660 !

In conclusion, ghost hunting equipment is a load of shit and a waste of your money, don't fall for it, if you want to experience ghosts you need to raw dog it.

Also, I'd say don't go to haunted locations/buildings, these places are mostly just there to profit off the murders and abuse/torture and trying to twist some weird stories, theories or hell even political agenda into the lives of very real people which is kinda crazy IMO

[melancholycatastrophe]

Here it is, the long-awaited Kimhan Theerapanyakul Defense Analysis Slideshow Presentation that I made instead of doing literally anything else. 45 slides long and full of a bunch of links, quotes, series clips, and tiktoks. I spent so much time on this in hopes of converting some people into being a Kim apologist, so I hope y’all like it!

https://docs.google.com/presentation/d/1eazSJfvxgvAV25468Ti6pUJTr6GC--gCuBKbgUnIB4U/edit?usp=sharing 

[xf-cases-solved]

Hi! I found your fic Fickle Truths! It's so good dude I love it so much I'm about halfway through it so far and I am enjoying it it's incredible good job :D just throught u should know <3

i have NO idea when you sent this bc mobile keeps not telling me when i have inbox messages and also doesn't timestamp them, but thank you! that fic was a labor of love that took way too long to write for no reason. it'll always have a place in my heart (tho plz ignore the multitude of grammar mistakes and typos, i was much more inexperienced at the time, and also have never edited anything in my life ever 😘)

(and also, yk what? shameless self-promotion since i'm apparently doing that today and it's been a while since i've talked about this fic - if anyone sees this and is curious, you can find the fic here 👉🏽😎👉🏽)

[keratoconusgroup]

Got my Accelerated EPI ON C3R (Diagnosis Story/experience)

Hey guys I am new to this Group Till I was 16 year of age I used to rough my eyes Little bit and also my eyes are sensitive,I think that people with big eyes have this problem 🫣. 2021; When I completed my 10th standard got my first Smartphone used to play games like PUBG, Minecraft,etc (10hr/day) for 3 months then got symptoms of double vision in my right eyes and visited a opthalmologist (my biggest mistake) i explained him all symptoms he gave me eye drop and said it is because of dry eyes so don't use phone it will settle down then after few weeks I noticed slight change in my night vision of both eyes initially only my right eyes was affected by double vision (Ghosting image). Again visited that Dr.( Scammer ) He said it will resolve and was not even doing any test just do test on auto refractor and was not even doing keratometry. After few months my school started in dec. And then I thought it will resolve as he was saying it is because of dry eyes and yes my eyes are very dry and also found on internet that dry eyes also cause ghosting image. 2022; Ghosting image was still there and more defocus in night and was very busy with my studies so didn't bothered to visit a Dr. 2023; Symptoms increased but not that much as I was still managing to read 6/6. 2024; I managed to get some time in Feb and got appointment with the same Dr. 🤡 Then again explained my all symptoms and this time he did keratometry and found mild changes in my keratometry values and said there is mild keratoconus but it is very less we will see it later 💀. He was saying he will look after this at later stage.😭 Then got to know about a good dr., she is only cornea specialist in my State (J&K).Got my Pantacam test Done from her and got my C3R done after few days (22/03/2024). After 1 week my vision is at same level but there is slight change like just Little triple vision like more distorted (is it normal) my dr. Said it will settle down after 2 weeks, and also dr. Is very experienced with keratoconus patients like I saw 3 more patients there they were just 14-¹5 year old. My procedure: EPI ON C3R (ACCELERATED) dr. Told me she do both epi on and epi off both are effective it just difference in recovery,pain and money. As I remember and what dr. Told me about procedure :- There was less De-epithelialization Compared to EPI OFF 10 to 15 min of riboflavin drops Then 3 to 5 min of UV rays Then a contact lens bandage Which was removed after 4 days Before removing I was not able to see even 6/60 then dr. Told why you are not able to read then she checked my eyes again and found nothing unusual and removed contact lens after that I was able to see 6/9 but it was very distorted. Now I have follow up after 1 week I hope it stop my progression as it destroyed my dream to Join Defence Forces 😞. So ignore my grammar 🙂, And plz suggest me something which can help me more like about my vision how to improve or was it good to get Epi on Accelerated procedure as I also consulted many dr. Online they said both are good My Thickness R-514 L-520 submitted by /u/AkashChib [link] [comments] https://www.reddit.com/r/Keratoconus/comments/1bqilgc/got_my_accelerated_epi_on_c3r_diagnosis/?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=tumblr

[ladysmaid]

ARCANE VERSE .

        after disease ravaged her homeland,  indra,  only 10 years old at the time,  was forced to abandon the village in search of work.  she eventually wandered into zaun,  a place where misfits and outcasts and orphans congregate and compete to survive.  it was much different from her idyllic childhood on the farm,  but indra was operating on primal instinct:  survival.  she had just barely survived the sickness that took her parents,  her sister,  her friends from her;  she was not going to let herself waste away.  so she adapted,  and she fought for her place in the lanes.  

        she was able to find consistent work with manual labor.  long,  strenuous hours in unfavorable conditions,  but it was a paycheck,  and she could eat.  unfortunately,  the damage to her lungs from the respiratory illness that nearly killed her,  coupled with the rancid air quality and physical exertion,  lead to near constant sickness.  proper healthcare and medicine in the undercity is near impossible to come by,  which made her condition all the more dangerous.  after fighting so hard for her place,  to keep herself alive,  she was going to die.  she needed to escape her new life and find a home yet again.

       weak and near death,  indra managed to reach piltover in her search of safer work.  she eventually was hired as a scullery maid by a lower house that was willing to accept untrained workers.  it was a kind,  elderly couple.  over the span of ten years,  indra climbed the ranks of the house staff until she took the role of lady’s maid.  The elderly couple eventually died, and with no children to inherit their estate,  distant relatives sold it to the government.  the staff was disbanded,  thus starting indra’s search for work again,  this time with specialized skills and better health.

[imrllytootiredforthis]

Weekend Plans?

Pairing: felix x reader

Summary: Felix surprises you by coming back from a trip early and picking you up from work.

Warning(s): fem reader, dom reader, sub felix, handjob, mommy kink, edging, slight praise kink, hair pulling, exhibitionism, slightly possessive felix, crossdressing (felix wears panties), marking, pet names, slight degradation (reader calls felix a slut), think thats it but there may be more

Word Count: 1.6k

Pt.2 here

A/N: My first fic, ignore my bad grammar and possible spelling mistakes plz :), 18+ so minors please dni

“So what’re your plans for the weekend?” Roy, your coworker asked. 

You rolled your eyes, somehow managing to keep yourself from sighing at the stupidity of the man standing beside your desk. 

You knew already how the conversation would play out; you’d tell him you were busy, he’d ignore that and ask you out to get dinner or on a coffee date. You’d refuse and tell him that the relationship between the two of you was strictly professional-then he would laugh like it was a joke, leave and ask you out again the next time he saw you.

It was exhausting.

You’d done everything to get him to stop. From insulting him to trying to scare him off with threats to reporting him to your boss, but to no avail. 

He was nothing if not persistent. And the boss being his father made it no easier.

“Even if I was free-which I’m actually not this time, I’d still remind you,” you turned to him, making eye contact that he was all too eager to return. “that we are colleagues. Nothing more, nothing less.”

He pouted, “C’mon, you know you want me. Let’s go out to that new restaurant down the street...or we could even just head to my place and skip to dessert.” He winked and you resisted the urge to vomit all over his lavishly expensive dress shoes that he probably bought with daddy’s money.

“Listen Yun,” you said, choosing to not refer to him as Roy as he’d told you many times to, “if you don’t stop I’m going to have to...” 

You trailed off as you felt arms wrap around your waist and a face nuzzle into your neck. 

You knew who it was the second that you felt the touch, but the small, “Mommy...” whined in your ear and subtle grind into your ass confirmed what you already knew. 

Letting out an uncharacteristic squeal, filthy ideas of what you could use as punishment for the obvious hard-on rubbing against you through his pants. 

Turning around in his arms, you threw your own around your boyfriend whom you haven’t in weeks. “Lixie!”

He smiled, you hadn’t realized how much you missed it.

Leaning to brush your lips over his ear, as one hand slid down to grip his clothed dick, making his hips buck forward before removing quickly it, not wanting Roy to notice. You whispered, “you needy, kitten?”

He almost whimpered at the words as you began to pepper his face in kisses, not caring that fucking Roy was watching your public display of affection; maybe this would even be the thing to make him back off.

“I thought you weren’t supposed to be back until tomorrow!” You said as soon as you were done attacking him. A smile was stretched across his face-the same as yours-and a dark blush dusted across his freckled cheeks.

Sheepishly, he chuckled in the deep voice you loved oh so much, “I just wanted to surprise you.” A roll of his hips into your groin gave the way he said it a teasing lilt.

“Best. Surprise. Ever.” You punctuated each word with a kiss to a freckle, one hand cupping his face, brushing your thumb over his jawline while the other lightly tugged on his blonde locks, he bit his lip to contain the moans threatening to escape.

A throat was cleared behind you and your attention turned back to Roy who stood there with a masked annoyed expression across his face. “Who are you?” He directed the question toward your boyfriend.

Despite the obvious hostility in the question, Felix stayed civil-well as civil as he could while having a concealed erection hidden under his long hoodie. 

He attempted to put on a polite smile and unwrapped himself from around you. “Sorry for interrupting your conversation, I’m Lee Felix, (Y/N’s) boyfriend. And you are?” He held his hand out as if to shake Roy’s.

“I’m Yun Roy, her coworker.” He was only getting that now? You scoffed almost inaudibly, watching as they shook hands.

Not wanting to have any small talk and having ideas of much better things you could be doing now that Felix was here you quickly gathered all of your belongings.

Smiling as you grabbed Felix’s hand, beginning to drag him out of the office, you shouted back to your pissed colleague, “tell Mr. Yun that that I had a family emergency and needed to get home!”

You pulled Felix into the elevator, pressing the close button to make sure no one else would join you inside then pressing the button to the lowest floor, being on the highest floor you knew it would take awhile.

As soon as the doors shut you shoved Felix against the wall, your hand returning to palm his hard dick over his pants.

He let out a loud whimper, as you slammed your lips against his, sucking on his tongue the way he liked it before pulling back, teeth pulling on his bottom lip as you did.

desperately, he chased your lips. You let out a low laugh at his apparent eagerness. 

Despite the fact that all you’d done was kiss and squeeze his dick a little, he already looked so fucked-out, panting with his tongue lolling out of his mouth, spit glistening messily on his lips from your kiss.

He shoved his face into the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent. “Please Mommy...m’so needy for you.” His deep voice, low and raspy from arousal did wonders as you felt yourself clench around nothing.

Your other hand came to grip his hair, pulling his head back to look at you. He moaned at that, his pupils blown wide with lust. “Why should I give you anything, kitten? You were being a bad boy back there. Grinding your cock against me in front of my coworkers like a bitch in heat.”

His hips rutted against your hand at your words, a breathless whine leaving his lips. “No, mommy. Lixie’s sorry, Lixie’s a good boy.”

You almost laughed at his desperation to be praised. “Is Lixie a good boy or did my baby want me to bend him over my desk and show everyone how much of a little slut my kitten is?”

The blonde let out a gasp turning into a choked moan at the filthy thought. “Yes, yes.” He whispered. “Wanted him to know that I’m-” his breathing stuttered, “tha-that I’m y-your little slut~. That I b-belong to you.”

You growled at his words and pulled his head back, exposing his throat as you began to suck dark bruises onto him. “Aww baby, you jealous of Roy? You worried that I’ll put him in his place like I do to you?”

He gripped your hips tightly-possessively, and pulled you back to look him in the eye, a different kind of desperation in there now. “I���m your baby. Not him. Not anyone else. Me. Only me.” 

You only smiled at his words, heart melting. “Only you baby, don’t want anyone else.” Meanwhile you slipped the hand palming him up his hoodie and under the waistband of his sweats, “only you my good boy.” He shivered at the words and then you felt it and paused.

“You wearing panties baby?” You whispered to him, a grin growing across your face as you could feel yourself getting wetter.

Felix bit his lip and smiled, avoiding your eyes. “Jus’ wanted to look pretty for Mommy. Haven’t seen her in so long.”

You moaned and pulled his lips to yours, playing with the lacy lingerie, his cock practically spilling out of the too small garment.

“Such a pretty boy, Lixie~” You praised breathlessly through kisses, pulling them just low enough for his cock to spring out before swiping your thumb over his tip. He threw his head back, a load, unrestricted moan reverberating deep in his throat.

“I’m c-close. P-please, close, close.” He gasped.

Your eyebrows shot up in surprise, he normally could hold back from cumming for a long time, courtesy of your training. “You sensitive baby? Did you touch yourself while you were away?”

“N-no!” He sobbed, a single tear running down his freckled cheek from pleasure. “W-waited for you-! Didn’t touch m-myself o-or cu-cum o-once!” He whimpered struggling to get the words out between moans and whines. The feeling of that familiar knot tightening deep inside him.

“Good boy for me, Lixie~” The words were almost enough to push him over the edge-

Then you pulled away. 

He sobbed at the loss of simulation, his high so close but the loss of you leaving him right on the edge, even needier then before and unfinished. 

His unfocused mind tried to wrap around what just happened as he attempted to catch his breath.

You fixed his hair and clothes, soothing the bite marks and hickies you left on his neck, flipping the hood of his sweater up to cover them. 

Not a second later that you were presentable the elevator doors dinged and opened on the ground floor.

Lacing your fingers with Felix’s, you lead him out of the elevator, nodding towards the people waiting get in. 

Felix whined about his unfinished pleasure as you two made your way out of the lobby, past the receptionist’s desk. Thankfully no one being within earshot to hear his pathetic pleas.

When the two o you were finally outside you suddenly stopped, cutting him off mid-sentence and turned to him. Your lips went to his ear causing goosebumps to rise on his neck.

“If you don’t stop whining, I won’t touch you for a week.” You whispered threateningly. “If you do stop, well, we both know what I’ll be doing this weekend.”

Briskly pulling away and turning, you began the 3 block walk to your shared apartment. 

After a few moments you heard Felix’s quick footsteps eager to catch up behind you.

A/N: Hope it wasn’t too bad for my first fic, have a good day <3

[frankcastlelover]

Love you- frank castle x male reader

Warning: anal sex, fingering, blowjob, porn with no plot,

"you look so pretty" he says as he looks down at you. Your mouth is currently wrapped around his cock; you are on your knees and he is sitting on the edge of the bed. Slowly you start to move your head back and front. One of your hands lift to stroke what didn't fit in your mouth and the other starts to play with your dick. "Fuck your mouth is so fucking tight" he grabs the back of your head and forces all his cock down your throat causing you to choke and gag.

He does this movement a couple more until he decides to start thrusting in to mouth hard and fast. "God I love you and your tight mouth" he says as his thrusts start to become sloppy mean he close.

"Fuck baby I'm going to come. Fuck I'm going to come in your mouth" he lets out a loud grunt. "I'm cumming" he groans as he shoots his hot warm thick cum down your throat.

-

Your now on your hands and knees on the bed. He crawl behind you with a bottle of lube. He pores some on his fingers. He slowly starts to push a finger in. "I got to loosen you up pretty boy" he says. He put another finger in and starts to do a scissor movement. He adds another one and starts to thrust them in and out of your ass.

Once he feels your ready he pulls them out and positions himself behind you. He slaps your ass causing you to yelp. "Ow franky" you say causing him to chuckle. He rubs his cock in-between your ass and slowly pushes in. It's so big you start to think it might not fit. "Wait frank" he stop half way in. "Does it hurt do you want me to pull out?" He asks the lasted thing frank wants to do is hurt you. "A little just give me a sec" you say.

Frank nods even tho you can't see it. He started to leave little kiss on your back in the meantime. "Tell me when to start moving" "you can start moving now" before he starts to move he grabs more lube an pore it on his dick. He pushes all the way in.

He starts to thrust into your tight hole. Your so tight frank is beginning to lost in pleasure. He roughly grab your hips and begins to slam in to you at a bruising speed. You already know your going to be sore tomorrow but you don't care.

He hits your g-spot cause you to cry out in pleasure. "Fuck" he grown. He keeps hitting you g-spot. You feel yourself getting close, so is he. "I'm close" you warn "so am I, let's cum together."

You vision start go blurry and eyes roll back. All you can do is cry out his name. "I love you love so much frank fuck" your so close. You finally reach your orgasm and your cock shoot white cum out of it.

This triggers Franks orgasm. He begins to mumble how much he loves you as he fill you up with his cum. He rode you both though your orgasm. Y'all both starts to come down from your highs.

Frank pulls out cause you to cry out in pain do to how sensitive you are. He lovingly kisses your shoulder and gets up. You flip over on your back and stair at Franks ass as he walks in to the bathroom to get a damp rag.

He comes back with the rag. He cleans you up and throw the cloth on the floor with your clothes. He lays beside you. He grabs an pull close. Wraps his arms around you and kisses your forehead

"love you" "love you too." Y'all say to each as you drift off to sleep.

THE END

This is my first fic I hope you in joyed Plz ignore any grammar mistake

[liliacanbiteme]

Twisted wonderland getting there s/o a gift

Part 2

This was hard to do because i use a wheel to chose characters, and auto generated prompts so ya

As always ignore the grammar mistakes

Trey clover♣️

Being the perfect housewife boyfriend he is nothing but kind to you

His love language is gift giving chang my mind (i mean he bakes so he probably gives you extras of what he makes)

(I was going to choose a card them but i say this the moment i opened Pinterest and i could not look away)

You and trey always bake together every Friday. It was the best day because you did not have class the next day. So when you got to his dorm to meet him you were surprised when he give you a ring box."oh i thought you get on one knee not give it to me" you joked while looking back at him. He laughed and kissed your nose,"not yet maybe in a few years, just open it i think you will like it". You opened it and saw the small band with a dinosaur on it, you gasped "omg it's so cute". He pit it on your hand a held his hand it to show you his dinosaur ring. You and trey baked dinosaur cookie's to match the rings.

Sebek zigvolt🐊

Congratulations you gotten the attention of the loud lizard sorry not sorry

You now have a very protective loud boyfriend. Damn lucky bitch

(I tried to find dark but not fully back vibe..... I found this in a mix of key necklaces)

"HUMAN I NEED TO TALK TO YOU" is what you herd from down the hall during break time. You stop and turn to see your lover running to you with a bag in his hand and his books under his arm. He slows down when he reaches you and shoves the bag in your face,"hello sebek nice to see you this afternoon". You take the bag from him"i passed a shop while i was out for holiday and i found this" he said while covering his face. You opened it to find a dark green necklace, your jaw dropped when you saw it"how much did this cost, it is so beautiful i love it thank you" you hug him."it did not cost much but i wanted to get you something, as lilia said it is what couples do".

Idia shroud💀

He has no idea what happened but he got you

Ortho loves you and call you sis

Plz there so corny but so cute😭

Idia asked if you wanted to play a new game he got, so of course you said yes and now you are here you are in his room."you seem nervous are you ok idia" you asked with concern in your voice. He looked at you then paused the game,"uhhh yeah, i got you something and i don't know how you will react" he handed you a small box and as you open it he shows you his hand. You look at the ring in the box and back at his hand and see it says, player 1 and player 2."Aww i love it thank you" you kiss his cheek and his hair turns pink.

[culxiaa-fn]

-Poly! Relationship with Tears of Themis guys-

Why?? cause I can and this bitch can't choose one of them(yes, we are dating all 4 of them cause I said so)

-A/N: believe it or not I have this thing in my head for a while now after I saw other's affection level of the cast is not equel(How do I word this out)

(Edit: I drew something for this)

Since all 5 of them wake up at different time, and Vyn is the last one to get up, all of them except Vyn get to share sleepy morning kisses.

Luke is the earliest to wake up (5:30) he probably go to jogging or work out, follow by Marius. Marius always review his schedule and email before going to Stellis University. And then Artem and MC woke up, Artem insist on making breakfast for all of them.

Let's not leave our lovely Vyn! When one of them leave the bed to go to do their daily routine, they left Vyn with a forehead kiss (They do this because despite knowing their schedule, Vyn woke up in a panic when the bed is empty).

They are all have a chatroom! So when it's lunch time one of them (usually Artem,Vyn and MC) will remind each other to not forget to eat.

Since each have their own work, they all obviously come home at differents time(Usually they are all already home by the time the clock hit 20:00(8:00pm) they want to have dinner together!

Cuddle with them before sleeping!! There is no particular sleeping arrangement but usually Vyn is around in the middle because he woke up last and it will be easier for other to get up and not disturbing his sleep

Tiny forehead kisses,kisses on shoulder, soft sweet talk ahhhhh they all turn soft once the lights off and in their lovers arms.

Imagine, cuddling in bed while watching Sherlock Holmes with Luke and Vyn.

Since they are all busy it's a silent agreement that they will atleast eat dinner together once in a week.

Movie night is a must! It's always on weekday tho.

It's canon that Vyn is the shortest so imagine MC and Vyn in their boyfriends clothes 💔(jkshl AHHHH)

That's all for now!! Maybe I will add more of I have this brainrot again...

- FYI I am not a writer so I bet you noticed a shit tons of grammar mistake or a word that can be put more nicely...plz ignore them HAHAHAHA

[Part2(Vyn's Birthday special) ] [ Part3]

[kodzuvii]

ON TRACK! ✩ [14: so, I guess we’re soulmates?]

next: [15: the rock wannabe]

pairing - iwaizumi hajime x fem!reader

genre - crack + fluff :) soulmate au!

synopsis - In a world where soulmates can hear the songs their partner is singing or listening too at any time, Iwaizumi Hajime wants to know who his soulmate is so he can give them a piece of his mind and tell them to stop singing along to soft lofi songs while he’s in the middle of practice because it’s seriously ruining his cool, calm, and collected image.

wc: 4k

warnings!: grammar issues plz ignore + awkward phone call between two overthinking teenagers? 

a/n: this is severely long overdue and I apologize deeply for that. the taglist for this series is open! more info will be found in the note after the story! ty :)

“Nee-chan’s weakness #16: overthinks more often than usual when under a lot of pressure”

Akaashi loved you. He really did. But if the higher-ups gave him an option to choose a new older sister, then maybe, just maybe, he would consider taking it. As he watched you frantically pace around his room with your dog (who looked quite scared) in your arms, he wondered if you viewed him more of a personal therapist rather than a little sibling.

His evening was going normal. After a long day of practice, all he intended to do was read a book after dinner and maybe watch a movie with Tofu afterwards just before bed. Nowhere in his plans were for you to barge into his room unannounced with an evident look of panic on your face while mumbling incoherent words. 

Your hair was a mess and you were clad in an oversized sweater and superman pajama pants with Tofu in one of your arms while your phone was being held tightly in your other hand. All he could get from the words leaving your lips at a 1.75 playback speed was “soulmate” and “phone call” and “not ready.” 

Akaashi watched you stop in your tracks and pull out his desk chair. You plopped yourself onto the seat, face warm and flushed as you tried to recall how you were feeling. “No Keiji I’m telling you that any second now, my soulmate is gonna call me and uhm? Quite frankly, my brain can’t process that and I am fucking scared.” 

Akaashi hummed, “nee-chan calm down.” Tofu then jumped out of your arms and leaped onto Akaashi’s bed. He walked up and cuddled up near the setters side which made Akaashi smile before turning his attention back to you. 

You rolled your eyes and crossed your legs and spun around on his chair, “no Kei this is serious. This first phone call is basically equivalent to a meet-cute which also means the first impressions. I feel like his first impression already isn’t good because I literally injured his friend so this is my moment to redeem myself” you rambled. 

Akaashi made eye contact with Tofu and even the poor dog looked concerned at your state.

“Kei, what if this is all a mistake? I mean the universe must be against me somehow right? What if he hates me the moment I answer and then next thing you know he’s telling me that he wants us to reject each other and then I’m gonna be left all alone to roam around this miserable world and-mph!”

You flinched back as you felt a soft pillow collide with your face and stop your ramble. You looked down at the pillow on the floor and snapped your head up to your brother, “what was that for!” Akaashi rolled his eyes and petted Tofu with his right hand, “you overthink too much” he replied simply. 

You narrowed your eyes at him but you couldn’t come up with any comeback in your head. He was right after all. You groaned and stood up from the spinny chair and walked over to his bed before belly-flopping down. You leaned over and grabbed the blue pillow near his headboard and Akaashi watched as you screamed into the plush material. 

You were losing it.

“This sucks Keiji, I’m terrible at phone calls. I don’t even answer Otosan’s phone calls so how the fuck am I supposed to answer my soulmates?”

In Miyagi, Iwaizumi unknowingly found himself in a similar state as you. The moon was shining from his window and the light cascaded a soft glow into his room. With his windows wide open, he could feel the cool breeze blowing in and slightly brushing over his face. But the breeze didn’t help calm his nerves at all.

Iwa was a simple guy, really he was. 

As someone who meditated regularly as well as found good coping mechanisms that would help calm his stress levels down, you would think that he’d be relaxed in this situation.

But no, Iwa was also internally panicking. Being the stubborn boy he was, he tried to play it off and cool himself down by fooling himself into believing that he was fine and that he had everything under control.

He didn’t

Iwa cracked his neck and looked back down at his phone. He was sitting on the sides of his bed, hand gripping tightly onto his phone as his eyes stared at your number displayed on the screen right under your name and his thumb barely hovering over the call button. 

“Okay. I’m gonna do it,” he thought to himself for the nth time in the past 10 minutes.

He took a deep breath and gave himself an internal word of encouragement and made the move. ‘So close’ he thought. “This is it, I’m gonna do it” But just as his thumb barely, just barely, made contact with the screen, he pulled it back and harshly threw his phone at his pillow. He closed his eyes and groaned in frustration as he fell back, his back hitting his mattress.

This was starting to piss him off. 

It was just a phone call. 

Him simply contacting and talking verbally to someone through his phone. 

He was fine.

Right?

Yeah no, he was totally fine. Pft He’s had phone calls before. In fact, he had done it several times with several people (that’s a lie he only picks up to his parents and maybe Oikawa on good days) Why was this so hard? Phone calls are a natural thing. Especially in the 21st century. He wasn’t some old man who had no idea how to talk on the phone. 

He got this. 

But wait, did you even want him to call you first? What if you wanted to call him first? Wait what if he asked you during the wrong time and you’re tired? 

Iwaizumi then lifted his head slightly to look at the clock on his bedside table. It was 8 pm. It wasn’t that late right? You would’ve told him if you were busy right? Wait what if you’re an early bird who liked catching a full 12 hours of sleep. Or what if you were just too scared to tell him you weren’t in the mood to call. God, there were so many factors he should’ve thought about before asking you. He blinked and heaved a frustrated sigh as he looked up to his ceiling. This was a lot harder than he’d thought. 

If there was one thing he learned from Oikawa’s fangirls is that girls are scary.

You were no exception to that idea.

Iwaizumi took a deep breath before pulling himself back up and leaned over to grab his phone. He turned it to the side and made sure once again that his ringer was on and that the volume was all the way up just in case you know, you wanted to call first and save him from all the stress he was feeling. 

He stared at your contact information and gripped his phone tighter. Your contact didn’t even have a photo and your name was just ‘Akaashi Y/n’ on his phone. Everything that happened between you two from the past couple of weeks flooded his head and he couldn’t help but internally cringe. He silently cursed at Oikawa for bringing him into this situation because maybe, just maybe, he could’ve held off this first phone call and wait for a couple of years when his voice would be a lot deeper and he would be a lot cooler and he wouldn’t be sitting on his bed with a pathetic expression while listening to his phone ring and-

Wait,

Ring?

Iwaizumi’s eyes widened as he now realized that he must’ve subconsciously pressed the call button on his screen. This was it, there was no turning back now. His olive-green eyes stared blankly at his screen. He kept blinking and re-reading your name and just hoping silently that it would change from your name to Oikawa’s so he could yell out all his frustration at him. 

A couple of seconds went by before the ringing stopped and he felt his breath hitch when his ears picked up the sound of your voice on the other line. 

“Hello?”

Oh, shit this was really happening

It’s been 3 seconds, shut up Hajime. 

Iwaizumi cleared his throat and scratched the back of his neck with his free hand.

“Hey, Akaashi-chan right?”

“Mhm but please just call me Y/n! oh and uh hi Iwaizumi-kun” 

Iwaizumi blinked, he doesn’t know why but he felt his cheeks heat up as he heard his name come out of your lips. Iwaizumi cleared his throat before bringing a hand to scratch the back of his neck, “Uh- how are you doing?” he asked. Oh my god, you probably picked up on how unconfident he sounded. This is horrible. He winced and brought his hand to his forearm, rubbing it in an attempt to ease down his nerves. 

“I’m doing okay, did you uhm-- eat yet??” 

Iwaizumi stiffened, taken back a bit at the question but you interrupted him before he could reply. “I-I’m guessing you got back from practice not too long ago right? Assuming you stayed back late and stuff,” you trailed off. Wincing at your own awkwardness. Iwaizumi pinched his forearm and chuckled nervously, “No-uhm you’re right I got back a couple of hours ago. And yeah, I ate already. Did you?” He asked back, You shook your head, “no not yet. Been busy reviewing and all that stuff” you answered truthfully as you glanced up at your stacks of opened notebooks and coloured highlighters messily spread around all over your desk.

Iwaizumi grunted, his nervousness momentarily washing away as concern came over him. “Y/n, you can’t neglect your health. Cut some fruit up or something” You froze for a second at how stern he sounded just now. Then you realized that this could just be his natural voice and you’re just reading into it too much. Oh god you were starting to overthink again. How did Bokuto and your brother get past their first conversation?

Your silent curses towards the world were cut short when you realized that too many seconds passed and Iwaizumi was still waiting for your reply. Like you do in any unsure situation, you stifled a laugh and nodded while scratching your knee awkwardly, “I will I will.” 

A long line of silence then came through and there were no other words to describe it other than awkward. The faint buzzing of your phone sounded louder than ever. You could hear the wind blowing, the clock ticking, and the way your legs would shuffle against each other as you fidgeted. The silence between you two was long, tense, and uncomfortable. The kind of silence that made people want to die on the inside. You both started to question the situation you were in. You had the same goal, both wanting to learn more about your soulmate. Yet you’re lack of comfort and his lack of confidence made things more nerve wracking than it should be. 

In an attempt to ease the tension, you tried to think of something you could say that would loosen both of you up. A quick little sentence that was casual and good for conversation starters. You thought for a second, trying to recall your favourite movie couples and what words they said to each other during their meet cute. You needed something smooth, simple, but something that could address the situation you were in. It then clicked in your mind, 5 words, 5 syllables (or did it count as 7?) whatever.

 All your time spent watching incredibly dramatic romance movies has led up to this moment. 

“So…” you started in a casual tone.

“I guess we’re soulmates huh?”

The moment those words left your mouth your mind short-circuited and you wanted the ground to swallow you up whole. It definitely sounded way cooler in your head. God what were you thinking? And why did you make it sound like it was a question. stupid. Barely 10 minutes in and you’ve already embarrassed yourself. 

You fell back onto your bed (Akaashi kicked you out of his room) and covered your hand over your mouth and moved your phone away from your face and let out a tiny scream so that Iwa would not be able to hear. Maybe you weren’t as smooth as you thought. However, that didn’t matter anymore. The words had been said and now the embarrassment was eating you up and every single bad scenario you had previously imagined began to cloud your mind. This was it, you’re soulmate definitely thought you were a loser, bye-bye happiness and hello staying sad and single until you fall into your grave.

Your ears perked up when you heard him clear his throat. You sat up, moved your phone closer to your ear as you anticipated his reply.

“Yeah I guess”

Your body tensed up at how unsure and bored he sounded. And you thought this moment couldn’t become anymore embarrassing. You physically felt your soul leave your body the moment he spoke those words in such a bored tone. This is gonna be a moment that would forever haunt you in the years to come.  

Phone calls were neither of you guys’ strong suits and that fact was clearly evident in the way neither of you knew what to say next. While you could handle carrying yourself in real-life conversations, the closeness of someone's voice against your ear and their lack of presence in front of you made things made things more stressful than it should be. Iwaizumi was naturally not much of a talker, he usually let his flamboyant best friend that was joint to his hip take control of conversations. It didn’t help that most people found him rather intimidating and unapproachable.

The silence stretched out for another minute and the longer before you decided to speak up once again. You agreed to call because you wanted to learn more about him, your soulmate, and there was no way you could learn anything about him by just listening to the faint sounds of his breath through your phone. You shook your head and gave yourself a mini pep talk in your head. 

Come on Y/n, pussy up bitch.

“Iwaizumi-kun I’m gonna be honest-”

Iwaizumi's hands that were playing with the cotton material of his sweatpants froze. His voice got stuck in his throat and a part of him became worried. Curse his lack of conversational abilities. He was too lost in second guessing himself while structuring his sentences about what he wanted to say to realize that you were probably waiting for him to say something. Did he already mess things up with his soulmate?

“-I suck at phone calls. Like, I’m terrible at it and I’m honestly really nervous right now because this whole thing is a bit overwhelming but I want to get to know more about you because well, you seem pretty cool” you rambled and were met with silence on the other line. Iwaizumi suddenly felt himself get flustered the moment you said that he was cool. 

You sighed and continued, trying to ease the way your heart was pounding against your chest. ��Truthfully I don’t know what to say or what we should talk about, so we can start with the basics, yeah?” You cleared your throat and straightened yourself up as you took a deep breath.

“Hi Iwaizumi-kun, I’m Y/n”

It took a moment for his mind to process the words you said. Basics. Yeah, he was capable of doing that. After taking a deep breathe, one that was meant to give him some sort of encouragement, he replied. You felt chills go up your back as his gruff voice echoing through the speaker;

“Hey, I’m Iwaizumi”

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 

First real conversations were never easy. A part of you felt like you were back in your first year of junior high when your teacher was forcing you to play ice-breaker games in an attempt to get to know the people in your class. The questions were the usual “what’s your favourite food?”, “when's your birthday?”, etc etc. 

However, instead of getting to know your classmates, the game would usually just result in everyone staring at one another as they waited for someone to speak up. An awkward tension cutting into the classroom as everyone simultaneously realizes that everyone was kinda lame and boring and that they don’t really wanna get to know the people who sat beside them. 

You hoped that wouldn’t be the case with Iwaizumi. You’ve known you’d had a soulmate since middle school. Since then, you’ve always fantasized about your meet-cute. You’ve watched many romantic movies and read more than enough manga to fuel your brain with endless cute imaginations and ideas. 

But alas, the reality of the world is that cute scenarios are simply meant to live in fictional stories. Akaashi had even told you that you needed to humble down your expectations to save yourself from disappointment in the future. 

The first couple words exchanged in your conversation weren’t poetic words of love confessions and sweet nothings. They were typical, short common questions that people generally use to learn more about each other. The expected “when’s your birthday?” and “what do you do in your free time?”

You learned about how his birthday was during June, his favourite colour was dark green, he liked agedashi tofu, and how he spent his free time doing some sort of exercise or physical activity. Iwaizumi was also relatively quiet, truth be told you did most of the talking while he said quiet words to let you know that he was still listening. Along with being quiet, he was private. A direct contrast to you. You were an open book, your mouth moved faster than your mind and you had not much of a problem telling him about little details about yourself.

Iwaizumi on the other hand was selective on what he wanted to tell you. Iwaizumi was simple. A down to earth guy who had his own little sense of edginess to him. He was levelheaded and was someone who strived for realistic goals rather than unreasonable daydreams. You caught that when he simply answered that his goal right right now was to attend nationals with his best friend. When you asked if he had further goals, he simply said that everything else was too far into the future and was out of his reach. You could also tell that even though he used names such as “piece of trash” and “shittykawa” to describe his said best friend, he cared for him in his own way. 

Iwaizumi always had a feeling that his soulmate would be the more talkative one out of the two of them. He wasn’t reserved per se, just wasn’t one to ramble over things when deemed unnecessary. You on the other hand could talk for hours. Just from listening to your speaking patterns and tone of voice, you were bright and confident. You found ways to stray away from the original topic and talk about something completely different. On top of learning about your birthday, favourite food, colour, and basically everything he told you, he also somehow learned about your allergy to raspberries, your admiration for early 2000s movies, how you had a dog who you also considered like another brother, and now he was listening to you retell a story about how you got into baking and cooking.

You were carefree once you became comfortable. Your voice was captivating, one that made people always pay attention to whatever you were saying. He listened intently as you went on about your story, he hummed here and there to indicate that he was listening and nodded along even though he knew you wouldn’t see. 

A part of him felt relieved to hear you speak so freely. While you never directly came to him, he could tell from your Twitter rants that you were going through a lot of stress from school. Iwaizumi may have only met you formally recently, but he’s listened to your taste in music long enough to have an idea about how the songs you were playing indicated your moods. You had been playing such gloomy music during the past couple of weeks but he was still too nervous and felt like he was overstepping a line if he became too upfront and told you to tell him what’s wrong.

Yeah, you were soulmates, but you technically didn’t know him just like how he didn’t know you. 

Nonetheless, a part of him felt relieved at hearing the genuine excitement in your voice because he knew that at this very moment, you were feeling okay.

“-and that’s how I baked a cake to persuade my brother into not telling our Mom that we sneaked out to the convenience store at 4 am,” you said cheerfully as you recalled the memory. You had switched from sitting at your bed to now sitting on your chair and leaning your upper body onto your desk. You moved your word out of the way and had your elbows propped up on the surface of your desk, your head leaning onto your phone in your hands. A part of you felt giddy when you heard the faintest chuckle come from the other end of the line. 

The awkward tension between you two was fizzling out and you no longer felt as nervous as you did in the beginning. You were slowly and surely becoming a bit more comfortable with his presence. Truthfully, Iwaizumi still felt a bit awkward. Not that he minded you talking a lot, he just didn’t know what to say and was worried that you found him boring like how Oikawa said he was. 

He really was trying. It just wasn’t in his character to be so open about himself.

“Y/n, you know how dangerous that could've been?”

“Shh, my brother was practically a giant back when we were in junior high so he was enough to scare any creeps away. Plus, I already knew then that the elbow is the strongest point in the body so I would’ve been able to fight any sort of dangerous threat!” you exclaimed. “That is not a good excuse,” he replied in an unamused tone. 

You huffed, “At least I know something about self-defence” you attempted to reason. You only heard Iwaizumi reply with a simple ‘tched’ which made you laugh.

It was then that you looked onto the clock at the corner of your desk and realized how late it was and it was also then that you remembered that you still had some notes that you wanted to write up before you went to bed. Curse University prep. You were so lost in your conversation with the boy that time slipped past your mind along with your other responsibilities. Just when you two had started getting into a comfortable rhythm too. You sighed sadly which immediately caught Iwaizumi’s attention. 

“Hey, what’s up?” he asked. You shook your head and removed your phone from your ear and pressed the speaker button on your phone screen. You placed your phone on your desk and stood up to organize the notebooks you had pushed aside on your desk. “Nothing bad, just remembered I had a couple more notes I wanted to finish up before bed,” you said with a hint of sadness in your voice. You wanted to continue your conversation with him and you really weren’t in the mindset to review your nutrition notes right now.

Iwaizumi paused to take a moment to look up at his wall clock and realized that it was nearing midnight. Iwaizumi felt a twinge of guilt inside of him when he realized that he kept you up so late. This was even past his own scheduled bedtime. 

“I didn’t mean to keep you up so late, my bad” he apologized. You stifled a laugh as a tired smile spread on your lips. “It’s not your fault. Something tells me that you’re the type of person who sleeps early so I should be apologizing for keeping you up” you replied. 

You suddenly yawned and stretched your arms over your head, “I’m gonna finish up and call in for the night. You should get some rest Iwaizumi-”

“Go to bed” You flinched slightly at how serious his voice got. 

“It’s late, you can finish up your notes tomorrow. Studying when you’re tired isn’t healthy. Get some sleep so you won’t feel extra tired and groggy tomorrow morning. If you’re gonna stay up, at least go and make yourself something to eat for tomorrow so you feel energized” 

You smiled tiredly, “I’ll keep that in mind. Thank you Iwaizumi-kun. Oh and thank you for tonight, I enjoyed talking to you and I hope we can do this again” you shyly suggested. You closed your eyes as you clutched the material of your sweater to your chest as you waited for his answer. Iwaizumi felt a sense of relief rush into him knowing that you enjoyed talking to him. A sense of his self doubt momentarily washing away. You didn’t hear a reply for a moment and it worried you that you might’ve said the wrong thing. But a couple of moments passed before you heard a faint “Me too”

You moved your hand to hover over the red call button on your screen,

“Goodnight Iwaizumi-kun, sleep well”

“You too, Y/n”

The ‘beep’ from your phone indicating the call had ended echoed through your room. You stared at your phone for a moment as it dawned on you that you just had your first real conversation with your soulmate. And yeah it wasn’t the large extravagant straight-out-of-movie scene you had always envisioned but that didn’t matter. What mattered now was that you had talked to your soulmate and you knew a little bit more about him and he knew a little bit more about you. 

It was a start.

You yawned and stretched your arms up over your head once again and sighed in relief when you felt your back crack. Your arms dropped to your side and you frowned as your eyes looked down at your notebooks that you had now neatly stacked in your hands. You realized that you were far too tired to even open up your textbooks, let alone finish a couple pages of notes.

Thinking back to what Iwaizumi said, you could always tune in early for the night and finish everything up tomorrow in the library. Plus, waking up to something to energizing to eat didn’t sound so bad. It wasn’t going to take long and you figured you had a bit more energy left to cut up some fruit before surrendering yourself to sleep.

Content with your decision you turned around and made your way towards your door. However, just as you were about to step out you heard three buzzes from your phone come back to back. Curiously, you walked back towards your desk and leaned down to read the message:

“Hey, if you need someone to study with then let me know and we can facetime and I can keep you company. If you want to of course. No pressure if you’re not up for it”

“Oh and grapefruits are really good to have the morning by the way, they’re refreshing”

“rest well.”

a/n: hello! This chapter is very long overdue and I’m really sorry about that. I’m not gonna go into it but just know that this series is back and I hope to keep a steady flow of updates going :)

I struggled a lot with writing this chapter partly because I myself am terrible at phone calls but I hope this gives an insight to difference between Iwa and Yn!

I will be opening up taglist for any of my newer readers who would like to keep up with the updates of “on track!” Feel free to comment or send me a message : ) Regarding my current taglist, it’s been months and I’ve noticed a lot of people changed their @s so I tried to find everyone who changed their users. If I accidentally tagged you and you weren’t on my list let me know + inform me if i also missed you. If you no longer want to be added, then please let me know if you would like to be removed from the taglist. Thank you all so much for your patience and feel free to let me know about your thoughts down below :)

++ I just want to clarify iwaizumi’s initial care for Y/n’s well-being isn’t meant to be interpreted as “omg he’s falling for her already” and should be seen as just someone who cares about his soulmate and wants them to be healthy. He knows that YN is his soulmate and cares about her because of that. But it’s more of a platonic care at the moment. They’re soulmates, yes, but he’s not in love with her and Y/n is not in love with him (yet at least) ya gets?

yeah i’m just a fan of slow burn

I just wanted to say that just because I’m not confident in the way I wrote him 😅 thank you so much again for reading!

-

taglist! [OPEN; comment or send an ask to be added!]

 @aircorumble @bunnyuuji-archive @cloudsvna @donteathecake @iloveyouasmuchaspoohloveshoney @sunabrainrot  @tadashi-simp @agaashesmilktea @sbaepsae @vicassa @akaashikeijisthighs @mariachiii @ayocee @starsinthepavement @cece-lives-here @elianetsantana @gxrleexis-arctic-monks @ssaihanuweol @sazunari​ @kenmacorps​ @simping-for-tendou​ @intoomuchfandoms​ @vxnna​ @froyopet​ @komouri​ @idek-at-thispoint​ @volexis​ @insomniish @amberisnotcrazy @maramalademadara​ @faewraithsworld​ @mjoork​ @mindofess​ @dreamstormings​ @h0ngh0ngh0ng​ @keekee-732​ @daewengol​ @amessypan​ @applekenm​ @ptv-hades​ @killlerqween​ @bakusquadz​ @bbymilkbread​ @bbyhaji​ @sophie-duck​ @marissaraeblr​ @kellesvt​

tags continue in comments w/ my main🤍

[ask-whitepearl-and-steven]

How to Ask Steven stuff.

Because apparently we need a tutorial.

Okay guys. I know I encourage you to send me asks and then somehow don’t reply to any of your lovingly-crafted little gifts of joy and 280 characters. I ask for questions for Steven and then never touch them when they arrive. 

And so it stands to reason that we may need to explain WHY and HOW I choose the asks I answer. 

It turns out I DON’T just answer every question willy nilly, and I DON’T just answer the ones who yell the loudest, beg the most, and send me the most asks. In fact, all those things just make it more likely to delete your message! (Sorry guys, but if you wrote ‘plz reply!!!!’ into any message you sent me, there’s a 99% chance I deleted it immediately.)

Anyway, to remedy this breakdown in communication, I’ve decided to do a quick writeup of how I select asks - and which asks I delete on sight and why. 

Keep in mind that this is not an exhaustive list. 

Let’s get right into it:

[Text: Reason #1: Future Vision. Ask reads: “Steven!! Listen to me! You’re not a full gem! You’re White Diamond’s don! Pearl killed Pink! Rose Quartz isn’t who she says she is!!!” - REJECTED.]

Guilty of - trying to be a sapphire and using future vision to spoil plot points FOR THE CHARACTERS. 

I will not reply to these asks. Full stop. The ONLY time I did was back in season 1 where someone told Steven he’s magical.

Reason: It takes away Steven’s ability to discover things on his own, and makes even less sense in the meta. WHY would a person sending him asks know more about it than he, himself does?

[Text: Reason #2: Choose Your Own Adventure Gaming. Ask reads: “Steven, you should go up to the lighthouse on top of the temple. Then knock on the door. Then talk to Ronaldo. Then ask him about Sneeple. Then...” - REJECTED]

Guilty of - trying to control Steven like a character in a videogame or an RPG.

These asks get a delete 90% of the time because 90% of the time they don’t move the story forward. They’re just the asker trying to grab control of the story to move it in the direction THEY personally want it to go. The solution here is to make your own story. 

Even asks that have one thing are on thin ice. If you sent me a message that starts with ‘Steven, you should ___’ then there’s a 50% chance it will not be answered.

Reason: It says ‘ASK’, not  ‘TELL’ and not ‘ORDER’. 

[Text: Reason #3: Sex/Violence. Ask is censored with a mosaic. REJECTED. ]

Guilty of: Not reading the room.

We get it. You’re edgy. You Grew Up. You know about Big Adult Stuff. It’s Exciting for you because it’s new and makes you realize for the first time that you’re a bag of meat. You’re trying to wipe the feeling off by inflicting it on other people and hope it makes them feel the same way because you can’t handle thoughts going through it alone. The idea of thinking something and NOT immediately sharing it is alien to you. You have no self control. 

Reason: There’s a time and place for everything. This is not that time, and not that place. 

[Text: Reason #4: Too Soon. Ask: “Hey Steven, I just wanted to ask about how Earl feels about Rose now that she knows Rose shattered Pink Diamond!” ON HOLD.]

Guilty of: Jumping the gun and asking about a plot turn that has not yet taken place in the comic. 

These asks are actually fine! :)

But I am unlikely to answer them anytime soon. The most likely outcome is that I save them to my Big Ol’ Pile of Asks and answer them... someday. When they finally become applicable. 

[Text: Reason #5: Misc. Ask 1: “Hey can you draw me my OC he has spiky hair and anime eyes and big boots and his...” Ask 2: “can steven skateboard? also i love your work :)” Ask 3: “When is the next comic coming oooout? Last week you posted 36 panels and this week you ONLY posted 34!!! >:( Why are you so lazy?!”]

I think most of these are a little self-explanitory.

I will generally delete asks that:

- beg for artwork, especially for free

- ignore the FAQ

- ask ME questions instead of asking Steven, or combine them (sorry guys... I wanna answer, but if I can’t tell which one of us you’re talking to, I can’t use the ask!)

- Demand that I work MORE or that I’m somehow not satisfying your intense need for free-to-read content at the desired pace, because the world is your oyster and you NEED. THAT. PONY!!!! 

... I want to mention one LAST reason that I may be ‘ignoring’ your ask. 

And that is to say, I’m not ignoring you at aLL and instead I’m just holding the ask quietly and sobbing because you’ve absolutely made my day with your kind words and I can’t find it in me to release the ask into the wild. 

(I love you all, I promise I read your ask!! I’m just very bad at answering! I’m so sorry!!!!)

And just to finish off, to put your minds to rest I will also say this:

I WILL NEVER DELETE ASKS FOR ONLY THIS REASON: 

- Your English isn’t “good enough”

I am an immigrant. I also had to learn English. Trust me, a few mistakes here and there are FINE! Don’t worry about spelling or grammar! If I understand you, we’re good. 

Thank you for reading! I hope this was somewhat helpful.

Okay but seriously, PLEASE read the FAQ.

[angel-shaw]

This is the only beginning of a lot of not put together thoughts (also it’s one thirty (1:30) in the morning so please forgive any grammar or spelling mistakes)

I don’t tend to watch David’s videos purely for the fact that I can’t handle people being even slightly mean to me but I digress the impact of Angel being kidnapped by Quinn is so interesting to me because what if they get saved and David goes back to jumping to conclusions and being slightly controlling, how would Angel deal with that after being tortured. 

How would having Angel go from being so upbeat and constantly teasing to quiet and rarely appearing at events affect the pack, would Asher’s progress on making himself a better and more reliable beta be completely destroyed because he failed to protect his best friends mate, could it possibly strain Milo and Sweethearts relationship because Sweetheart feels that they were quite literally trained for this type of situation and yet they still failed to keep their family safe, would they feel that they don’t deserve to be around the pack and therefore back away from them completely.

A main one I think about far too often is how guilty Darling would feel, I think they’d burn all of their newly reformed bridges with the pack in a desperate attempt to keep the people they care about safe all while completely ignoring Sam telling them just how much danger they’re putting themselves in. Sam trying so hard to bring Darling back only to have to give up because they’ve pulled too far way, Sam only being able to watch as Quinn slowly breaks them down.

anyways sorry it’s kinda sad 😙 I was wondering if I’m gonna start talking more frequently on here if I could sign my asks as -🍓 please and thank you <3 byeeeee :]

:0 *heart shattering sound*

Holy shit man- (I mean that generally not as in you are one unless you identify as one plz tell me if that makes you uncomfortable)

But ya that makes so much sense! I feel like Angel would notice the change on how David’s acts around them and it hurts them more because they just want to be happy and normal again but David treating them differently hurts a lot

Ya that’s 100% cool!

[coffebits]

hello !! i'm absolutely in LOVE with your art and i wanted to know how did you colour and choose your colour palette (especially the skin,,,) in your latest uncle obi post ? 😳👉👈

i dunno how to explain but there's that soft yet sharp?? pink glow that contrasts with the skin tone and the blueish-shadows and it's so so pretty...

plz continue to make beautiful art and take care of yourself 💖

AAAA TYSM 💖💖💖 I’m literally the worst explaining these things tho :’) I’ll try my best :’o

Also little disclaimer before starting: drawing is just my hobby so I’m not posting this as a tutorial (?) this is just to show you my process aaaa, I’m sure a professional would help you a lot more than me with this but I hope I’m able to help you in someway 💖💖💖) (also, I know someone else asked me about my drawing process a while ago, it had to do with shading, lighting and color picking, but I wasn’t sure how to respond until now aaaa, sorry about the delay 😔, I’ll answer both questions here)

Ok, so first of all, I choose my background color :0. Background colors affect how your eyes perceive all other colors so it’s very important for me to start with that (like white background makes you choose whiter (?) or less saturated colors. Red background: redder colors, etc)

When I want a white background, I tend to use another color at first and then when I’m finished, I change it back to white just because most of the time my colors are not that good when I’m painting on a white canvas.

This drawing, for example, I painted first on a yellow background and later I changed it to white :) (this also applies to complex backgrounds... I always start with painting the background)

Then I open a new layer and place base colors :). I pointed out the color I used on Obi’s skin :)...

Now I open another new layer, set it to clipping mask and I paint a little bit of blush here and there on the skin with the standard round brush on approximately 40% opacity. I also use the same color for the lips :). (I covered up stuff that is not necessary with black to not confuse you lol 💖)

Now here’s where the fun begins :D... I have two things I apply to pick shadow colors and light colors

1. First I pick my “most common” colors (these would be the purpleish/blueish for shadows and kind of a yellowish tone for light, I circled them with blue on the pictures) but how did I got to these? (This might sound so stupid but it works for me lol) (look at the pictures below to understand better 😂) When I want to pick a color for shadows, I slide the color picker to the left, and if I want to pick a color for lighting, I slide it to the right :D ISKDMDKKF LOL Yes you read well aaa it doesn’t always works but 90% of the time does lol, if I’m using pretty “normal” lighting like this one on a drawing, works perfectly 😂

There’s no rule for me to know exactly where to “stop sliding” lol I just test how it looks and also play around with saturation a little. I must poin out, I never use the same color on all shadows (like a solid cell of color) I pick more tones of purple/ blue for shadows and more tones of yellow for lighting to put in there so it looks more natural. I use the airbrush to help me with that as well as the round brush.

2. So this is what really makes it look good. First some VERY short theory to understand why I do this and to help you apply it on other things. Light can not only come from a direct light source (like the sun, a lamp, fire, etc), light bounces, and when it bounces it kind of “brings the colors with it”

The arrows are pointing the direction of sun light. See what it does?

So when I’m coloring, I pay attention to the surroundings. In this case, light bouncing from the water, light bouncing from the green float tube, light bouncing from Luke’s red shorts, etc, all coming to Obi’s skin. Adding these, imo, makes everything look awesome

Of course, as the light bounces more and more, the colors become less saturated. Let’s take the light coming from the water for example. How do I choose the right color to paint this light on Obi’s skin?: I go to the blue tones and I just pick a very desaturated tone :), with the help of the standard round brush with approximately 40% opacity, I put a little bit of blue tones where I believe this light will hit the skin (circles with blue⬇️)

*Red circle is showing where the less saturated colors are*

This drawing was made kind of fast lol, so I didn’t really pay much attention to this here, but other drawings of mine show this better :0.

The “pink glow” you mentioned is something that I like to add to separate light from shadow :) you can see it above pointed in green⬆️ (I just like how it looks aaa)

Finally I change the background color to white.

I also add some freckles to the arms and chest

I add a multiply layer with 40%- 50% opacity and, with a blue saturated tone, I darken some places I wish to be more dark (like the abdomen, Obi Wan’s neck, some parts on the water, etc)

I open another layer set on “add” (15%-20% opacity) and, with a yellowish saturated tone, I lighten some other places like hair, arms, float tube, etc

Finally I open a layer (or two) above everything (layers marked with yellow) and I start painting over the lineart where I consider needs some work (I marked those places with blue), sometimes I also add texture with other brushes in this layer too :0.

And that’s it oof lol, hope it wasn’t too long ;;; also ignore grammar mistakes aaa English is not my first language :’D

[zevlors-tail]

Can you plz make a one-shot with Midoriya and his crush cuddling him because she is sad and Deku tries to calm her down. She ends up telling her feelings for him and tells him how much she loves him. I thought it would be cute.....

This is super cute! I love it! Thanks for requesting! :) I hope you like it. <3

You sighed as the rain drummed against your dorm window, soft thundering sounds echoing in the distance. School was over for the day, your training was canceled no thanks to the rain (though it more likely had to do with the fact that things were rough lately for everyone including the teachers at UA, so maybe this was their way of giving everyone a small break), and it was a drab Friday night with nothing else to do. Well, that wasn’t necessarily true, seeing as you’d been invited to the impromptu movie/dinner night that your class had thrown together at the last minute. You were sure it would be fun; Mina was probably already setting up her laptop for the movie, you could practically smell the delicious food that Bakugou would be making for dinner, and you imagined your best friends Asui, Iida, Izuku, and Ochaco sharing a huge bowl of popcorn, some drinks, and the large cuddle pile they were probably heaped in already. It wasn’t that you wanted to miss out on all of that...in fact, you wanted so desperately to be down there with everyone else. But...

You couldn’t help yourself as you pulled your knees to your chest, your face pressing into them to hide the hot tears streaming down your face. Sometimes, you just felt sad. You didn’t really have a reason for it- nothing had happened out of the ordinary, had it? You wracked your brain for any and every reason you could find, but honestly...there were none. This happened occasionally. You never told anyone, but sometimes the world just felt like it was caving in, and for no good reason either. You didn’t understand it, but you weren’t particularly concerned about it since it didn’t happen often and it usually didn’t last very long (a day at the most). However, it could get in the way of seeing your friends and family, just as it was now. There was no way you were going to go see them all looking like a complete train wreck with your red puffy eyes and tear stained cheeks. You’d been crying since the moment you got back to your dorm, and it showed.

Your phone pulled you from your thoughts as it made a dinging noise, the familiar text tone you picked out for your best friend Izuku sounding throughout your room. You ignored it at first, tears starting to come faster as your sobbed harder and took shaky breaths. You missed your friends. As selfish as it was, you wished they were here with you and not watching a movie with the rest of the class in the common area. Your phone dinged again for a second time, and then a third and a fourth, maybe even more. Eventually you silenced it after hearing it so much, then finally wiped at your eyes before letting out a small whine and picking it up in your hands. If Izuku was texting you this much then you should answer him, even if it was about wanting you to come down and watch the movie with them. Otherwise, he would probably come up and get you himself, and then you would have a hell of a time trying to explain what was wrong and why you were crying your tired eyes out. It would be hard to convince him you were okay after that, and you didn’t want to bother him or anyone else for that matter with this.

Izuku Are you coming down to watch the movie? 5:37pm

Izuku Y/N? 5:50pm

Izuku Are you okay? Please text me back so I know you’re alright. Everyone’s worried about you. 5:52pm

Izuku I’m worried about you... 5:52pm

Izuku If you don’t text back in the next 5 minutes I’m coming up to check on you. 5:55pm

You glanced at the clock in the upper lefthand corner of your phone.

5:59pm

Shit!

You typed out a hastily made response, your thumb hovering over the send button for a moment as you debated whether it was even worth it to do so. What was the point? Nothing was going to change how you were feeling, and the text you had come up with sounded nothing like you. In your saddened state you had typed out a mess of jumbled words, misspelled and haphazardly thrown together; he would know something was wrong from the text anyway. You deemed it better to just ignore the whole thing and go back to wallowing in sadness for the night. So, you lay your head down on your pillow, threw the blanket over yourself, and turned towards the window to stare out of it while you cried silently, your gaze focused on nothing in particular.

Not even a minute later you heard a soft knock at your door. It’s probably Midoriya, you thought, ignoring the growing headache the knocking was causing. If he would just leave you alone to suffer in peace, then you would be fine. It would pass, and you would go back to normal the next day, and no one would ever have to know about this. Another knock resounded, this time louder, and you groaned quietly so he wouldn’t hear you on the other side of the door.

“Y/N...? Are you awake? Please, let me in.” His voice carried in from the hallway, and even though it was muffled by the wall, there was evident concern and fret in it.

Despite the boy’s efforts to get you to let him in your room, you ignored him and continued crying to yourself. You willed him to go away and stay at the same time; you wanted to be left alone, but you didn’t. Wanted him to be there for you and talk to you about it, but you wanted him to leave. Wanted to have support, but didn’t want to ask for it yourself. Feelings were a double edged sword. 

Your phone lit up next to you, illuminating the dark room with a brightness that made you screw your eyes shut for a second. It was another message from Izuku.

Izuku I know you’re in there, and I know you’re reading my messages. What’s wrong? 6:01pm

Izuku was no idiot, and he knew you were ignoring him. At this rate he was likely to barge into your room, and you didn’t want that. You just had to convince him to leave, then. But how? Your voice was hoarse from crying all night, and you weren’t sure that you could give a proper “I’m fine” if you tried, anyway. You’d probably end up botching it and crying again halfway through. If you couldn’t verbally tell him you were okay, then what...?

You unlocked your phone with a shaky hand and opened your messages before deleting what you had previously typed, then slowly typed out a short message before finally hitting send.

Y/N Im fine jst tired slepying sorry 6:02pm

Luckily for you, Izuku knew better. You two had been best friends for a long time now, and he knew you like the back of his scarred hands. He knew what could bring a smile to your face, how you liked your tea, what subjects you struggled and excelled in, and which of your friends you were closest to (he especially liked to pride himself in knowing he was number one on that list). Fortunately for you both, the list of things he knew and understood about you included the little mannerisms that you had when something was bothering you. 

So when he finally received a response from you with no punctuation and grammar mistakes, he knew something was wrong. That, coupled with how you had been ignoring his texts earlier and then how you suddenly sent back a response in such little time told him that you weren’t okay. It seemed like such a small thing to pick at...such a small thing to overlook. But Izuku had long since learned that sometimes the little things in life could make a world of difference to someone else. Those little things he learned about you were the most important things he knew, because in times like these, they helped him determine what to do for you. He wasted no time in trying your doorknob, and upon finding it unlocked, he let himself in to your darkened room with the excuse that something just didn’t feel right about your situation.

The door shut behind him as he spoke, “I’m so sorry, I know I shouldn’t just let myself in, but you-”  He stopped mid sentence as he heard a sniffle, and then a muffled sob coming from the misshapen lump under your covers. “Y-Y/N?” It only took him half a second to figure out that the noise he was hearing was you crying, and by then he was already rushing over to see if you were okay. “What’s wrong? Are you not feeling well? Did I do something? I’m sorry I barged in like that! I was just worried-”

“No, no, no,” you shook your head and denied his apology with more tears, your hand coming up to wipe at your face. “You...you didn’t do anything, so- so please don’t apologize-!” you choked out. “I didn’t want you to see me like this...” 

In an effort to hide your ashamed face, you pulled your covers over your chin and buried your face in your pillow so he couldn’t see the damage done by hours worth of crying. The darkness of the room helped a little, shadows dancing on your bed as the stormy weather raged on outside. However, Izuku wordlessly sat next to you on your bed and reached over to your night stand to tug at the cord to your lamp, and suddenly light was illuminating your bed and your figure...including your face. Izuku let out a small gasp at the proper sight of you, concern for you winding his stomach into knots. 

“Y/N...” he sighed softly. “Why didn’t you say anything? Have you been crying this whole time?”

You said nothing, only giving a slight nod of your head at his words with your eyes screwed shut, fresh tears welling up. Izuku held back a sniffle himself (always the sympathetic crier) before unexpectedly pulling back your covers and sliding under them next to you. The next thing you knew, he was spooning you from behind with an arm draped over your side, his thumb rubbing soothingly against you while you cried it all out. Any apologies attempted on your behalf after that were hushed quickly by your best friend, and you found yourself quieting down, albeit slowly. You weren’t sure how long the two of you stayed like that, cuddling in your bed for comfort. The movie you were supposed to be watching with everyone else was long since forgotten about, and you were starting to regret not eating dinner- your stomach was protesting in growls and rumbles at the worst times, but you stayed where you were, afraid to disturb your cuddle buddy if you moved at all. And when your cries turned to small sniffles and your breathing evened out a bit, Izuku finally broke the comfortable silence between you both.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

You pondered the question for a moment before responding. “What’s there to talk about, really?” It wasn’t like you had a legitimate explanation for him; you were sad without a reason. It happened sometimes. There wasn’t much you could do about it.

But Izuku, interpreting your statement in a different way, immediately pulled you closer and nuzzled his face to the back of your neck in reassurance. “You can’t bottle everything up like that. Something is clearly wrong with my best friend, and I’d like to know what so I can help. Please just let me in.”

“Oh, no, that’s not- I didn’t mean...” You tried to explain the best you could. “I appreciate you trying to help, Izuku. I really do. Sometimes I just...get sad. That’s all there is to it. I know it’s stupid, but there’s just no reason behind it. I just...feel sad. Maybe there’s something wrong with me...”

“It’s not stupid,” he rebuked firmly. “It’s more common than you’d think for people to be sad without a reason. We all have days like that, and that’s okay. It doesn’t mean you’re any less of a human being because of it, or that there’s something wrong with you.” 

“...really?” You rolled over to face him, your eyes meeting his as you looked up at him.

“Of course. But I wish you would have told me sooner so I could have been there to help you through it, Y/N. That’s what I’m here for. You can lean on me for support and ask for help, it’s okay.” He brought a hand to your face and tilted your chin up towards him so he could have all of your focus and attention, and suddenly you were aware of how very close his face was to yours. “I know it might be a lot to ask, but...can you promise me something?”

You stared into his deep emerald eyes, admiring the sincerity and ferocity you saw in them. “Anything,” you murmured. For Izuku, you would give your entire world up and more. Being this close in proximity to him reminded you of your giant crush on the boy; you’d liked him for a long time, ever since you’d met him back in middle school in fact, but you had never mentioned anything to him or asked him out because you didn’t want to ruin the friendship you had. There were times where you thought maybe he returned your feelings, but then you would doubt yourself and brush it all off with the excuse that he was like that with everyone; he loved all his friends, was touchy with all of his friends, would go to great lengths to make all of his friends happy. You were nothing special.

“Promise me you’ll tell me when you’re sad next time so I can help you.”

Of course he would ask that of you. And of course you promised you would do so, because this was Izuku- your best friend, current cuddle buddy, and your obvious crush. “I promise.”

“Good.” He patted your cheek playfully and smiled down at you in content. “I heard your stomach grumbling earlier, by the way. You never came down for dinner, did you?”

“No,” you answered simply. You had been too upset to even stop in the common area to greet anyone or say anything before you had headed up to your dorm for the night.

“Then let’s go get you something to eat; I’m pretty sure Kacchan saved you some of what he made for dinner.” 

He moved to get up from your bed. You weren’t sure what compelled you to do so, but you were filled with brazenness all of the sudden, unafraid of the consequences of your actions if even just for a small moment. You grabbed Izuku’s arm before he could leave, pulling him back a bit and earning his undivided attention.

“Actually...there’s something I want to tell you first.”

“What is it?” 

He looked at you curiously as you bit your bottom lip and thought about how you were going to say this. It was usually best to be direct, right? Well, that’s what you were going to go with then. And if things didn’t work out...you didn’t really want to think about getting rejected. There was a lot you were putting on the line by doing this...your friendship included. You were tired of holding yourself back though, tired of keeping your feelings inside for so long. Maybe it was the cuddling, maybe it was how close your faces had been to each other, or maybe it was the soothing sounds of the rain pouring down from the heavens. Whatever it was, something had made you feel closer to him, and you wanted that all the time. You wanted a warm fuzzy relationship with him full of affection and love and care.

“Izuku. I love you.” Awkward silence filled the room, and before you could be rejected, you started to explain yourself, as if that would help your situation. “I’ve always really liked you, and you’ve always been there for me, and you’re so kind and caring and amazing! But I didn’t want to say anything because I didn’t think you liked me back, and I was afraid to ruin our friendship. And now I’m afraid I have...agh, what did I do? I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything, but I just couldn’t hold it in anymore and-”

You were interrupted with a kiss as Izuku quickly pressed his soft lips to yours, and just like that, he was pulling away as fast as he had swooped in.

“S-Sorry! I should have asked fir- Mmph!”

If he thought he could get away with kissing you and not being kissed in return, then he was sorely mistaken. No way in hell were you letting him go now that you knew he returned your feelings.

“I don’t mind at all.” You smiled at him as you pulled away, and he gave you a lopsided grin in return. 

“You know I love you too, right?”

“I do now.” 

“Don’t you forget it! Now come on,” he said, tugging you up and out of bed gently. “Let’s go fix you some dinner.”

[ratsoh-writes]

This is the Bad Grammar Anon😜 can I get a match-up plz? If not plz just ignore me.

Good/not bad qualities/personality: my way I like to show love is through acts of service, mostly through cleaning and cooking, if I like someone I always want to make them food, I like to receive physical love but will accept however any guy of mine would give.. I can receive any, ridiculously easy to please, soul trait-kindness, goofy, likes to pick shit for funsies like a game, good with communication for the most part, long fuse but it is ugly if my limit is reached, loves animals massive dogs r my favorite, and I don't take up much space, very submissive person, good listener, pretty reasonable and easy to bring to sense if I'm being irrational, selfless almost to a fault, once I'd get with a guy I'd dress more modest when out and only wear skimpy stuff around him, social chameleon

Bad qualities: can get reclusive at times, antisocial, introverted, can get Moody, can get passive Agressive if I feel disrespected but am working on not doing that will listen if someone says I'm doing it and stop (I like someone who isn't scared to call me out), not very good at flirting (my flirting style is what I like to call 'poking the bear'.. tease him until he does something), bad relationship with food.. I either emotionally eat a ton more than I need or I won't eat and have no appetite., Has body dysmorphia a lot because I used to b able to work out a lot and got an injury to where I can't do it like I used to, can get possessive and jealous at times, my voice doesn't carry that well so it's hard to hear me at times, I can sometimes take too much to heart and overthink stuff he may say or do

Hobbies/likes: I crochet and knit, like to care for animals (I'm a zookeeper), swimming is one thing I can still do a lot so I love doing it, reading, drawing, and , I cook. I enjoy doing spa days every other day on myself n the evening, am never seen without a drink with me mostly it's water but coffee and tea I also bring. I like to play with my puppy and put the hats I crochet on him. I also like my swishy sweatpants.. I feel so fancy n my swishy pants. I also like anything sparkly like a raccoon, (cough cough biting and scratching and being manhandled a little n bed)

Pet peeves: people who make fun of my accent (it's deep Texas accent) and say I sound dumb or uneducated for it (I actually have a medical science degree and a computer science degree), when people mistake me for a kid or talk down to me, people who start real shit for no reason or like everything is a problem to them, and people who wont tell me stuff because they fear my reaction or 'dont want to hurt my feelings' or 'keep me calm', and people who take everything as a joke

Deal breakers: allowing people to disrespect me or our relationship and him have nothing to say of it or he tries to get me to b ok with it, keeping his thoughts, feelings, and stuff that happens from me and not tell me stuff.. so being secretive, not wanting to b with me long term, and if he's always telling me what to say when I didn't ask (sometimes I do.. that's when I'd accept it.. other than that I don't want to b scripted), taking everything as a joke

Values: I'd want to b respected as an adult, someone who's loyal and won't play games with me mind games, someone who'd b there for me like I'd be there for him, someone who wants to b with me (hopefully for life) long term, and who makes it super clear that he wants me around unashamed

What I look like: I'm 4'5'', a woman, have a petite hourglass figure, wear a corset to give myself a snatched waist most of the time so it brings out my shape a lot, I have pale almost white skin, pale green eyes, and waist length dark blonde hair, long dark eyelashes and full dark eyebrows, and I like to wear short shorts crop tops and comfy tennis shoes, in a relationship I'd go out n sweatpants and jeans, and I'd have a t shirt or hoodie on. Always have sparkly peridot stud earrings on or a peridot necklace or a peridot ring. I own a set, it's my birthstone.

Attracted to physically: I like any guy taller than me which most r, I like a guy with big strong hands, I like a rogue ish / mischievous smile too but it's not a must, and I like when guys have a sassy way they stand, no particular body type I go for

After lots and lots of back and forth it came down to two boys. One I feel is much better suited though.

Second place was boss (lol) and the boys you are matched with is…..

Lush! (Lustfell sans)

What attracts lush to you is not only your goofy nature but also how much of yourself you throw into the relationship. Your devotion endears him to you easily, and for once, he feels spoiled and appreciated in his relationship instead of used. It means a lot to him.

Lush is a sugar daddy lol. He shows his love by spoiling you rotten. He loves appealing to your raccoon side by getting you new shinies all the time. Whether that’s jewelry, or just decor, he gets it.

Lush too is a sweatpants man, and will sneak his into your drawer so you wear them. He likes having his scent on you. He also lets you “steal” his tshirts and hoodies as well.

The only issue I can see is your jealously and his flirtatious nature. Lush will never cheat, but he does flirt with every one. It’s his personality. Communication goes a long way there. He’s respectful of his partners

And he will happily bite and scratch if you’re wondering