#it opens up at 12am but if i do an exam at 12am i will get. a 3%

[ackee]

in 24 hrs time, i will be done with my last final of the semester.

[chuuyrr]

hi niki !! how are you doing hehe <3 15+32 for you and chuuya? <3

SELF SHIP QUESTIONS 𓂃 ࣪˖ !

15. Happiest moment together?

it is everytime we come home to each other after a long day of work and college respectively. chuuya's tired from port mafia executive activities, and me with lectures, labororatory works, and exams. coming home to each other at the end of day means being in each other's arms again and we cuddle together, telling each other what happened we were away, and chuuya has me on his chest with my head tucked under his chin, giving me kisses ˃̵ᴗ˂̵

32. Is jealousy a problem at all?

nope, not at all !! sure, he does get a bit worked up about it but conflict is always resolved at the end of the day since chuuya is actually very open to communication the moment the other feels jealousy, and it's an exchange of reassurances and honest feelings with proper resolutions to the problem, and it always ends in kisses, (and maybe love bites), and warm embraces (⸝⸝ᴗ﹏ᴗ⸝⸝) ᶻ 𝗓

bonus ! when chuuya gets jealous, he wraps an arm around me to keep me to him, and although does it in secret, i sometimes catch him giving off an intimidating aura and glare to the other, (protective bf things) but he apologises about it when we get home or somewhere private (ㅅ´ ˘ `)

⊹ A.N.: RYLIE !! hi, i'm actually a bit stressed out FSHJSD :( i just finished reviewing physics for my exams this coming oct 24-26. i've still got three more subjects to review but i need a break since it's almost 12am right now and i don't wanna pull an all-nighter so yup, i'm stopping since i had just reviewed both lecture and labororatory for physics anyway <3

[blogging-thots]

May 15 2023

My first week of break and tmr I got a Dr appointment for blood drawn , so hopefully I’m healthy :)))

I’m very glad I passed my DANB ICE EXAM bc sheeeesh I was soooo nervous about it and was ready to cry LOL

When time comes for the DANB radiology + chair side , I PRAY I PASS THOSE TOO 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏💛💛💛💛💛💛

thank goodness I finished 2nd semester successfully , even though I was on the pass or fail line ! SKAJSJSKDNWKSNKQNDWJJSS NEVER AGAIN !! I NEED TO KEEP MY SELF UP AND TOGETHER BC WOOOOOO THAT WAS TOUGH

Summer semester , I guess I’m ready 😭🤣

Remember to always read the book 💀💀💀

3 months anniversary of dating Trae is in 2 days ,,,, crazy

I don’t think he remembers 💀💀💀

For some reason today , I’m feeling toxic and decided not to respond to him , but I did reply to his Good Morning message but after that I just didn’t

Idk whats wrong w me , maybe bc it’s almost my period day , and it’s supposed to start tmr ,,, it’s also been really hot bc summer is about to start

Idk why I keep doubting Trae,,,, maybe bc of my past 2 relationships that was in HS 💀💀💀💀💀 but I know Kass said not to bring those feelings into this relationship bc this is a new start and that it’s not fair to Trae if I’m being toxic with myself like this ,,,, ugh I hate my brain

I wrote Trae another anniversary letter and gave it to him on May 9 , but he never gave me a proper response ,,,, he did say that the translation app couldn’t translate it well ,,, but idk about that bc I sent the other 2 before this and I think it was fine ,,, but whatever ,,,, I don’t think he even really cares for those letters even tho he said he likes them ,,, I kinda expect him to respond with something meaningful,,, but I guess a “Thank you baby” is enough ?????? I shouldn’t expect much from him like Tanya said bc in the end , I’m only hurting my feelings and no one else.

I was also supposed to write the 2nd letter in my hand writing since he wanted a hand written one for memories instead of the printed one , but I’m not doing it bc I don’t think it’s needed since I don’t feel appreciated enough with the letters I wrote.

I don’t think I’ll be writing anniversary letters to him anymore , I think that 3rd letter is final, it’s just a waste of my time to write those letters, if I’m not getting a proper response from him.

On May 1 , he was worried about me bc he thought my parents blocked him from my contacts , so he wasn’t focusing well at work and kept making errors, and so Vicky sent him home , so he could rest.

^^^^that’s what Vicky (Co Boss) and Manager told me when I went to go buy a to go during that week.

So idk why acting toxic , and not responding to him today ,,,, but I did this night when he texted jokingly on Snapchat that he’ll need to call 911 since I’m not responding. And I responded back with “🤣💀 they’ll call you stupid” and responded with a sad character sticker and I opened the chat but didn’t reply and that was around 11pm I think and now it’s 12am and he didn’t text back,,,, so whatever.

I know he worked today and doesn’t have time to text me constantly , but idk why I keep thinking this way.

I don’t think I’ll reply to him tmr , maybe just the morning message I’ll respond but after that I don’t think I will ,,, he doesn’t even have any decent / in depth conversation with my thru text messages. It’s all “I miss you and love you baby” “I want to kiss and hug you” that’s about it thru out the whole text messages and I really appreciate that he miss me , loves me, and what’s to kiss and hug me, but where’s the conversation???? There’s nothing, so it causes me to be bored and don’t even want to talk.

I’m always the one trying to have conversations thru text w him , but he doesn’t even do that with me ,,, I think in person we’re fine but thru text it’s awful that I don’t even want to talk to him ,,, I rather watch YouTube all day than text him probably.

I used to ask him the basic questions like “how’s work?” “How’s he feeling?” “Did he sleep well?” “How was his day overall?” But now I don’t bother to do so bc he doesn’t even ask me those.

Whenever I’m having toxic thoughts, I think about breaking this relationship off , it’s bad that I think that but I can’t help it.

I guess him worrying about me to point that he can’t focus on his job properly should be a sign that he truly does care about me , but idk ,,,, I really do love him ,,, but whenever I keep thinking more and more , I start to think that I will be better off single than be w him.

I guess I’ll hold on a for the time being and if I’m still not happy with myself being in a relationship with him then I guess I will break up with him.

Sometimes I want to tell him to stop texting me bc I’m tired and don’t have the energy or capacity to talk but I don’t want him to think it’s bc of him , bc sometimes it’s not and it’s just my brain being toxic to myself again.

I told him before my 3 week break started that I’ll be working May 22 & 29 @ Pizza , so he could come see me ,,,, idk if I want him to come any more ,,,, I guess I’ll try not to talk to him as much during this week and see how it goes, maybe he might not show up bc of me not responding back to him frequently.

I feel like I always want to get to know him more by asking questions about his likes and dislikes ,,, but to me it seems that he doesn’t want to get to know me more or even care about that. Or maybe the reason he doesn’t ask is bc he doesn’t want to weird me out and rather learn what I like and dislike along the way.

I really hate my thoughts ,,, they always get to me to the point that it’s toxic for my mentality.

[pahtoosh]

Alright so I saw how Inthe last ask you said you liked the longer space because it felt like letters which I also love now that I see it that way. Big fan of snail mail and making letter, I recently learned to make Victorian puzzle letter and I do little else frankly. Anyways i got a lil distracted and it's been almost a month lol.

Also my memory is terrible too I keep having to go back to the old ask to see where we left off lol.

I love Anastasia too she's one of my favourite princesses, I really want to make her pink pyjamas when she's with her grandma. I also want to make Rapunzel's dress cus she's my all time favourites. Whos your favourite princess?

I'm so glad you're doing well (I hope this is still the case a month on). I find that when I have stuff going on I'm also quite happy. I'm on Easter break ATM and working which is long shifts but I really like where I work but after Easter exam season starts.

But I've been trending open days and stuff for universities and that has me very motivated. What are you studying ?

hello!!!!! yess I love snail mail hehe🤭(in all honesty, I never meant for my reply to this to be SO slow but school and work have been kicking my butt!!)

I just looked up Victorian puzzle letters and gosh these are so cool!! I’ll have to learn how to make some and give them to my friends!! aaa I think that would be so fun😁

Anastasia’s pajamas and Rapunzel’s dress!!! those sound like such fun sewing projects! Ariel and Tiana were my favorites growing up, but right now my favorite might be Mulan hehe🤭 I just think she’s so independent and cool.

I’m glad to hear that you were doing well at the time of writing this! I hope your Easter exams went well😁

I’m still doing great! I’m just trying to finish all of my schoolwork before the end of the semester! I also have lots of fun plans for summer vacation that I am very excited for!! these plans have definitely been motivating me to get moving🏋️ I’m also thinking of looking for a new job😭 I love my current job, but it has one MAJOR drawback where I don’t get back home until 11pm or 12am😭

I’m at community college right now! I have the option to transfer to a university next semester, but honestly I still have no idea what I want to do. I’m looking into certificate programs or perhaps apprenticeships for the art forms that I like in the meantime! I’m hoping that I’ll have a better idea of what I want to study in the next five years(and the money to pay for it!) what do you study?

I hope you’re doing well🫶🫶🫶

[spacieboi]

𝑺𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒚 𝑩𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌

𝙏𝙮𝙥𝙚. 𝖲𝗆𝗎𝗍

𝙋𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝖬𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗆𝗂 𝖥𝗎𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗎𝗋𝗈 𝗑 𝖥𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

𝘾𝙬. 𝖲𝗈𝗆𝗇𝗈𝗉𝗁𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖺 (𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽), 𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗅, 𝗎𝗇𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗑

𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩. 1.5𝗄

Finals were coming up and Megumi has been glued to his desk for the past four weeks.

You haven't had any "quality time" with him in awhile if you know what I mean.

Don't get him wrong, he loved you and would do anything for you, but partners come and go and grades were something that effected how you get along in life so in a way you understood where he was coming from.

Still, that didn't dismiss your body yearning for him. If you could help yourself you would but ever since that first night y'all spent together, nothing you do could ever satisfy you the way he did.

You just got back from work and knocked on his dorm room door.

A faint "come in" allowed you entry. You sigh as he couldn't even bring himself to stop for a moment to let you inside.

"Hey baby" you come over to wrap your arms around his neck.

"Hey Sweetheart, how are you" he didn't even look up from his textbook

You start kissing at his neck hoping he would at least look up at you.

"Fine I guess"

"Mhm." Was his only response. You grunt as you stomp away from him.

"Can we fuck now?" You flop over on his bed. You were so desperate that you've come to the point of bluntly asking.

At first you tried to leave hints and when he wasn't picking them up, you decided to tease him. That led you to realize that he was just straight up ignoring you.

"Not yet" he turned the page.

"But your exam is literally tomorrow can't you take a break?"

"All the reason I should study harder" was his nonchalant reply.

You groan as you chuck a pillow at his head.

"You suck ass" You mumble.

"Only yours"

"I wish. I'm taking a shower" you grab the tank top and shorts that you brought with you and made your way to his bathroom.

As you ran the hot water you couldn't help but think about the couple of times you two have spent in the shower.

The heat builds up as your mind wanders down south.

Soon enough Megumi heard your moans seep through the open door.

He groans as his growing erection pressed against his sweats. He couldn't Ignore you for much longer.

It wasn't the first time this week or today that you had masturbated in front of him. If he heard you cum one more time without seeing that adorable face as your eyes forced closed whining his name as you shook under him he would go fuck you himself.

But at last, he kept at his work. You could wait. He could wait, maybe.

Finally the shower shut off and you came out to annoy him once again.

"Had fun?" He teases.

"No, I need you" you whine

"Not yet" you huff and drag yourself over to his bed.

"We'll come fuck me when you're done."

That was the last he'd heard from you in awhile.

His heavy eyes glanced at the time on his phone. 12am.

All this studying wouldn't be any good if he wasn't wake to take the exam.

He pulled away from his desk and looked over at his bed.

You were fast asleep, covers kicked off as it was probably one of the hottest nights you've had this summer.

You even removed your pj shorts revealing your cute underwear being eaten up between your ass cheeks.

If that wasn't a beautiful sight he didn't know what was.

He removed his shirt and pants before crawling next to you.

Your sweet face overcome of such serenity as you slept so peacefully. He almost felt bad to ruin it, but he knew the look of your fucked out face suited you better.

I mean it would be awful for him to ignore you after you've begged him so nicely for so long.

His hands caress over your waist and down to your thighs.

He looks at your undisturbed face. Always hated you were such a heavy sleeper.

His lips place a small kiss on your tummy as he raises your legs to sit on top of his shoulders. His kisses travel down to the heat between your legs and leaves a long hard lick over your clothed pussy.

"Mmm~" you stir in your sleep. Your eye lids are forced together as your legs tighten around Megumi's neck In an attempt to close them.

He chuckles at you. "Don't worry, Sweetness." A gently caress of his fingers dance across your cheeks. "I'm finally here to take care of you."

Obviously he didn't gain a response but your underwear was soaking fast. He took them down your legs then buried his nose and lips in your soaking cunt.

Licking your folds nice and clean before entering his tongue in the dark wet cavern between your legs.

Another whine left your mouth as your hips cave into the glorious feeling, craving more of it as the sensation went on.

Your ass now raised in the air as Fushiguro took his tongue as far inside you as he could.

A free hand reaches up to pinch your harden nipples as another rubs addicting circles around your clit.

You remain asleep despite your mouth ajar spilling quiet moans into the pillo𝗐.

Your legs shook and your sticky slit was smeared across Megumi's face.

A grunt leaves his mouth as your thighs squeeze around him nearly crushing his head.

Your body jolts as the creamy liquid spills from your folds and down Megumi's lips. He watches as your wet lips quiver failing to hold back your whines.

Your figure moved in waves as Megumi carefully cleaned your mess.

"Such a sweet girl you are, Baby" his face close to yours as he covers your warm cheeks in kisses.

His hands bring your knees up to your chest as he makes room for himself in between your legs.

His head is thrown back as the feeling of his erection pressed against your warm cunt.

"I promise to never leave you this long again" he strokes his cock as his eyes are fixed on your pretty pussy throbbing and squeezing around air as if it was begging for him.

Soon he succumb to your gorgeous body that he admired so much. He lines himself up as he begins to push into your entrance.

"Gah" his eyes close at the lovely feeling of being closed in around you. He pushes in further and you let out a shaky breath.

Once a satisfied amount of his length has penetrated you he starts to slowly move his hips against you.

His breath becomes heavy as he tries to hold back the sweet sounds of pleasure you were irking from him.

His pace picks up and he pushes more into you once he notices how easy you're able to take him.

A light almost unnoticeable grip crept around his arm.

He opens his eyes to follow your hand to your sleepy half opened eyes trying to make out the scene before you.

"Me..gumi, mm" your head falls back as you start to comprehend the situation you're in.

"Hey, Sweetheart sleep well?" His soft voice greets you as his lips bring comfort to your neck and down to your collar bone.

"You're done? About d-damn time" you struggled to even tease him as your arms wrapped around his neck pulling him into you.

He lifts one of your legs to twist your body to the side and get a better angle. You moan as he starts to stimulate a more pleasurable area on your gummy walls.

"Yes, Baby you have all my attention." He leans down to kiss your lips, thrust were barely breaking away from your hips.

"Ahh~ I missed this." You mutter into his lips. His heavy figure held you down to the bed. Your body hot and steamy as sweat tried it’s best to cool you both off.

“I know, sweetie, I know. But I’m here now, I’ll make sure you feel so good.” His pelvis rolls against yours as he grinds against your clitoris.

Your fingers start to claw at his back as you feel the pleasure starting to build up.

“Megumi, I’m close”

“Go ahead, you deserve it” he pounds into you faster helping you reach your orgasm.

You release a gasp as you spasm under him. Your head thrown back and nails gripping his shoulders tight.

“Fuck, Y/N” he grunts. Thrusts slow down as he rides his orgasm along with you.

His lips crash into yours as a tired and breathy “I love you” trace your lips.

“I love you too, Megumi” your eyes fall heavy and within a second you fall back into your slumber. Knocked out and show no sign of waking up anytime soon.

Fushiguro smiles at you as he watches your chest move up and down.

He gets a wash cloth from his bathroom to clean you up and then decides to jump in the shower himself.

He joins you in the bed once done and wraps his arms around your waist as he spoons you. Finally you were satisfied and happy to have your boyfriend’s attention once again.

[kaizoku-pirateking]

Headcannons//Christmas Evening With Them

a: the biggest headcannon I ever wrote on one piece so far. *pun intended. There'll be a collaboration with together so they're pretty much combined, anyways got to go I need to prepare to food for later 12am, Happy Holidays Everyone!

includes: ace, kidd, law, luffy, nami, robin, sabo, sanji, shanks, zoro

*Collaboration: ASL Brothers // Robin & Nami, Kidd & Law

warnings/tags: none ! Modern AU!

masterlist

ASL BROTHERS

A complete chaos, Well mostly Luffy who would get excited and goofy setting the Christmas Tree and wanting to decorate it badly (Result: It's a disaster), Sabo and Ace were fighting on the background on who'll received the most highest exam score on their Chemistry and Math final examination score but after one hour they gave up and helped on preparing the decor

“Get out of my way” “No YOU get out of my way” Sabo and Ace would bicker while preparing the food to be placed on the table, Meanwhile Luffy will began to eat all of the food and will scold Luffy to not eat all of it. You will have to stop their fights but they won't listen at all

In the end, Garp when he came home he punch the three's head; Which result a swollen and they 'tried' to fix themselves to not receive the fist of love anymore

KID AND LAW

If you put a quiet and a loud man in one room what will happen? A fight. Kid wants to have a competition with Law to see who's the best at decorating the Christmas gifts which Law tried to ignore his challenge but secretly accepted it

They will test it out by challenging who has the best gift wrapping, You'll just laugh at their stupidity. Though Law will win with Kid being the worst one but you won't tell that.

Kid will be awkward when saying the simple “Merry Christmas” and it will take him many minutes or hours to finally say it. Law would be casual at it though

ROBIN AND NAMI

They're the most chilled out of everyone, Robin would cook while you help Nami decor the living room. There's one moment why you had bought lots of decors. Because more decors= more money

Robin will use you as her taste tester and ask if the food was too bitter, sweet, sour, etc. Robin would definitely tease you by her being the one who'll feed you and “Open wide” which will cause you to be embarrassed

Receiving hugs from them will be like as if an angel hugged you, They had the most soft and loving hugs! Nami would nuzzle her cheeks with yours and Robin putting her head on your shoulder (when in sitting position, them on opposite side of you)

SANJI

Christmas with him?= *chefs kiss, He's a best cook of course the table is full of his delicious meal, He'll be in his 'love mode' when you compliment his cooking

You want to do a work too but he keep on refusing and he will do the decorations also, The only thing you had done is basically washing the dishes

Watching the fireworks with him when it lit up while hugging each other close, He'll be warm and his face will have his smile which feels like an innocent person

SHANKS

He's too bored to do everything, Even if you want to he'll pout and mutter “it's alright you don't love me anymore” so the house may end up not designed

Shanks is fine if the house is nor designed, There isn't much food as long as he can cuddle with you and have you with him to complete the year he would be happy

It ended up with you two just ordering for a food and take a small stroll on the snowy park and might do a 'little entertainment' with him

ZORO

Same as Shanks, but won't really mind you preparing for the Christmas and will help if you're struggling of reaching the top

Zoro will buy many liquor. But since you said to limit what he buy he just bought two of it one for him and the other for you two to share

The Christmas with him may be boring and bland but he's happy to spend another Christmas with you two still together and loving each other

Advanced Merry Christmas for those who live in the West!!❤️

[meowzfordayz]

hello! im sending in an emergency request, things have been stressful lately at home n kny blogs like this always make me feel better since im hyperfixated on kny and have been for a while and ive been seeing your writing more n more lately and decided to request since y'know,, stuff. lmao.

so my request was inosuke (if possible id also like genya seperately but im fine with just inosuke) with a male (or gn reader idrc) who comes from a bad home and had kinda a crummy childhood (parents always arguing, lots of yelling, the whole package) and is kinda dulled down, not like emotionless, he just bottles it up and doesn't let people see. and after the final war arc, inosuke and the reader are in a relationship but the reader still doesn't open up much, and still flinches when door r shut too loudly and has footsteps memorized, y'know? and inosuke wants to try to get the reader to smile and laugh since he sees tanjiro and zenitsu do it but the reader hasnt, and he keeps trying without any luck but then when he finally admits defeat the reader chuckles a little and inosuke realizes he making progress and its just a really fluffy ending,, if this is confusing or difficult i totally understand and can try to reword it or change what i want, thank you for allowing the option for emergency requests for when people struggle, and i hope you have a good day : )

Hiya lovely. ☺️ I’m sorry to hear about how home’s been for you lately. 😕 You’re 100% welcome to DM me if further venting might help? No pressure, ofc! Just wanted to emphasize that I’m happy to listen. 💗

On that note, I’ve written ~80% of your request, but it’s currently ~4am, and I’ve got an exam at 11:15am, so m’going to finish the remaining 20% sometime tmro (aka today lol, time’s confusing when it’s not quite today, but not technically yesterday either 😅). I considered waiting until I’d completed it to answer your Ask, but felt I should at least lyk that I received it and am ~almost done vs just lowkey leaving you hanging. I’ll def publish it before 12am Tuesday, and will link it below asap. 😁

It’s published !! 🥳

[inkykeiji]

Imagine touya and dabi finally say its okay u can go to ur classmate’s house on a Friday night after a hard exam. u still had to beg w ‘we’re just watching movies!’ nd ‘she has a boyfriend too!’ nd ‘please let me stay out till midnight!’ yet u have the audacity to try and leave the house looking a lil too cute. What would their reactions be? OR if they pick u up and you basically tell them u don’t wanna leave ur having fun 😳😳

HOLY FUCK ANON I LOVE THIS QUESTION i love this question soooooo much

tw: toxic relationships, implication of unfair and harsh punishment

touya’s a little more lax about the whole thing. touya trusts you, he’s telling you, though there’s a hint of admonishment, of warning, sown into his amicable tone, before dabi thoroughly scolds you for such an outfit—what if she has brothers, huh? and you’re gonna wear that little thing? like a whore? how do we know she won’t invite other boys over? how do we know she won’t invite her boyfriend over? what about her father? does he live with her? how do you think he’s going to react to this dress?

dabi continues to pelts you with questions, so fast you can barely even answer, until touya interrupts, chuckling as he nudges his shoulder against his younger twin and orders him to lighten up, she already had one exam today, she doesn’t need another.

dabi doesn’t think it’s funny at all, turning towards you with blazing sapphire eyes that sear into your skull, as if they’re trying to slice it clean in two, to open it up and file through all of your thoughts and secrets.

fine, he says, icy tone contrasting the fire flaring in his eyes, voice soaked with the thick threat of reproach and garnished with a hint of suspicion. we’re trusting you; you had better not betray us.

except you do, as far as dabi’s concerned, throwing a borderline fit after the two of them show up outside your friends house in their audi not a second past 12am, all precious pouts and pretty batting eyelashes as you beg and plead to stay for just a little bit longer, promise!, chin resting on your folded arms, perched in the open window as puppy-dog eyes flit between the two of them. and he’s sure that face in the massive bay window behind you, blurry and partially obscured by opaque cream curtains, can see your entire ass with the way you’re bent over, ridiculously short dress riding up to reveal dainty satin panties.

touya, ever in control of his emotions, stays calm. touya reminds you in a firm and composed voice that you promised them you’d behave, that you promised them it would only be until midnight, that you promised them they could trust you.

but it isn’t touya’s words that have you immediately sliding into the backseat, mouth a wobbly line as tears sting your eyes. it isn’t the guilt that grows deep in the pit of your tummy, roots tangling themselves in the organ, nestling deeper and deeper and deeper with each word that flows from his lips. and it isn’t the sharp smile spread across his face, or the blood vessels about to burst in his twin’s neck.

no, it’s the glint in his eye, a little sparkle that catches in the moonbeams, that glitters and gleams as your chin trembles and your nose twitches, that promises punishment for your actions, for all of your whining and pleading and brattiness, for selfishly trying to fight them, to coerce them, into giving you more, when they were already oh-so-generous in the first place.

oh, you’re in for one heck of a night <3

[iwavibes]

first off i’d like to say i rlly love your writing🥺🥺 and i want to thank you for sharing your work with us!!! ive read ur whole masterlist and it’s all so so good! i’m obsessed w pretty setters 🥰 i was mayhaps .... wondering if you could write something maid cafe related w either suga, kageyama or kenma? 😳 u don’t have to obviously KDNDKNDKS anyways hope you have a good day today!!!

AAAAA IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE PRETTY SETTERS SO FAR!! you're so sweet omg lemme give u a kith this made my whole day 😩💞 it's 11PM rn so this might be a bit of a mess 😭 fingers crossed that my tired brain won't fuck this up 🤞 finished this at around 12AM NSKSJSKM i hope you like this anon 💕💗

hq reacting to y/n working at a maid cafe

---sugawara, kageyama & kenma

sugawara koushi

sugawara is very adventurous like he'd be all out on trying new stuff

may it be food, hobbies, anything.

man is a knitting legend and he only went to one (1) lesson 😩

king shit 👑✊

so when noya suddenly dragged him to a maid cafe, he didn't think much of it

he was already used to his friend's pervy tendencies

why he was hanging out with him on his own was a mystery

he would quickly scan the menu, eyeing the pictures of cute food along with whatever dish sounds appetizing enough

his concentration was cut off, however, when he heard a familiar voice

even tho you purposefully raise your voice up a notch this man would still know that it's you

he'd blush furiously as soon as his eyes meet yours and seeing you in a cute maid outfit really did not help his case

you'd freeze as soon as you processed the identities of the customers in front of you mostly at suga

noya would eye the two of you knowingly, a somewhat proud smirk on his face

"NOYA I TOLD YOU NOT TO TELL ANYBODY"

"really??? must have slipped my mind."

you wanted to kill him

you would try to get back into character very awkwardly if i might add and suga would just stare at you in disbelief

was this why you always rejected him whenever he asked you out?

my boy would be having a whole ass epiphany and now he's seeing you in a whole new light

"and you, senpai?"

still, even with all these new information, he can keep his cool and tell you what he wanted smoothly.

after that, everything would be going smoothly

but then, as time passes you notice that sugawara hasn't left yet and noya is nowhere to be seen.

by the time your shift ends, he'd stand up from his seat and jog towards you with a smile

"since your shift is over, is it okay for me to take you out? or atleast walk you home?"

and tbh how could you say no to that

"you know, you could've told me that you were working during the weekends. now i feel bad for trying to keep you away from your job." he said as he walked you home.

"well... working outside school campus is strictly prohibited and i didn't want to take any chances. only one of my friends know about it and noya only found out by accident." you explained. "i'm sorry if i made you feel like i didn't trust you."

"it's okay! i totally understand why you didn't tell me. at least now i know when you get off work, this way i can walk you home everyday." he beamed.

you feel your heart pound in your chest at his words, heat slowly spreading across your cheeks as you look at him in shock.

"that is, if it's okay with you?" he stopped walking before turning his body to you. politely awaiting your answer. you nodded your head slowly and sugawara can't help but smile wider.

"you're very admirable, y/n."

kageyama tobio

unlike sugawara, kageyama is a very awkward dude

he lost a bet against hinata and now it was time for his punishment

kageyama may be the king of the court and he may look like the coolest man alive whenever he's on the court but thats about it

everything else, this poor boy is really clueless and awkward someone save him

so while they were walking around town, hinata trying to figure out what to make kageyama do, they passed by the maid cafe you work out

believe me when i tell you a light bulb suddenly sprouted from the tangerine's head

all he needed to do was go inside the cafe and buy some milk

simple stuff

but you should remember that this guy is so awkward and unaware that it can be painful just to look at him try to fit in

and soon kageyama finds himself walking to the cafe, money in hand, as he tried psyching himself out as he steps nearer to the entrance

'i can do this'

'i defeated oikawa so this will just be a piece of cake'

'boke hinata boke'

when he does enter the cafe, he opened the door too hard, making all the customers and employees turn to the sound

this boy would be glaring as he walked to the nearest empty seat

i kid you not everyone is terrified of this boy rn

and he's embarrassed enough as is because of how loud he opened the door and now everyone was looking at him 😭

baby just wants some milk 😩

it gets worse once he sees the person that will be serving him

bc wow have you seen yourself???? you're fucking hot bRO

stutters. A LOT.

and you can't help but to smirk at his flustered state.

"uhhh... m-milk please?" this was the guy everyone is scared of? you wanted to ask your co workers. it's just kageyama. the boy in your class who failed that one exam and practically begged you to tutor him. this?? this is who you're scared of?

you raised a brow teasingly at his state. "of course! would that be all, master?"

this guy literally chokes on his own spit while shaking his head frantically. you chuckled before walking away to get his drink.

"here you are, sir." you say as you settled the glass on his table. taking the money from his outstretched hand. no words. he just wants you to take the money and save him from further embarrassment.

"you know, you may be scary on the court but you're actually very adorable, tobio-chan."

ERROR kageyama.exe has stopped working

kozume kenma

if you guys thought kageyama was bad then... you right kenma is just behind him by a scratch

unlike his fellow setter, kenma can still form words when he saw you

why was he in a maid cafe in the first place? simple;; kuroo

it was one of the rare instances where his best friend actually managed to get him out of the house

and now he's salty

has a permanent frown etched on his face the whole walk to the cafe >:(

and kuroo would be talking away, unbothered by his friend's attitude and now here they were

"you know i've always wanted to come here. i heard they serve really tasty milkshakes."

"kuroo."

"yeah?"

"shut up."

he'd start playing on his phone while kuroo scolds him about how unhealthy it was to play games this much

but kenma remains unbothered

however, the moment he sees you, boi is already lost

he'd stare at you for a long time until you hear the small sfx indicating that he died.

he couldn't care less tho as he pocketed his phone inside his hoodie

kuroo quirked a brow at his friend before turning to you

"y/n! i didn't know you worked here."

"im trying to buy the latest installment of [insert random game here] so i need the money."

wow,, can you be any more perfect?

rn kenma's brain is already whirring with thoughts as he pictured this as one of his roleplay games

y/n says: so what will you be having?

choices: [banana] [latte] [ps4]

he picks the latte

"coming right up!"

and for the first time that day, kenma smiles

"oya?" kuroo spoke up the moment he sees his friend's upturned lips. "what's this?"

his face turned into a scowl again as he glared at his friend. "none of your business."

kuroo smirked, already scheming before standing up. "i'm gonna go to the restroom. watch our food while i'm gone."

"it's not like it's going anywhere." kenma huffed but his raven haired friend was already walking away.

"here are your orders, kenma." you announce, setting the food down on the table. "let me know if you need anything else."

you were just about to walk back to the counter when you suddenly felt a hand stop you by your wrist. you turned around towards a sheepish looking kenma. his eyes landing on every where but you.

"i have that game you're saving up. if you want, we can play it together. it's a multiplayer game right? i haven't started on it because kuroo sucks at shooting games." kenma's voice has always been soft and very quiet. some would've found it hard to understand what he just said but to you, you could hear him as clear as day.

"sure, we can play it this friday if you want?"

kenma nodded, finally lifting his head up to look at you.

"see you on friday then."

[trnquilgalileo]

NCT Hogwarts House

Member: Taeyong

I would first like to say that I based this mostly off his birth chart and personality listed on the fandom wiki. Now I know that there’s an general apprehensive nature about using Idol birth charts, saying that it’s an invasion of privacy. However I would like to point out that all you need is a birthtime and place. Many people don’t know their own birth times so when that happens you just enter 12am, the day you were born and your home town (unless you moved beforehand.) His birthday and hometown are listed in the fandom wiki and I’m assuming someone entered 12am for the exact time or he gave out the time himself. If that is not the case, I’ll take this down for the sake of their privacy.

Taeyong is heavily influenced by water. Which means he’s very creative which we could see because look at him. Boy paints (see his latest piece titled Monroe) , writes and designs. Like share the talent pLease, some of us want to go to art school. But because his Sun is in Cancer is where we move a little off track.

Cancers are for a lack of a better term emotional. This doesn’t necessarily mean that he cries every two seconds but he’s more in tune with his emotions. And because of his artistic background he is able to channel that into what he produces. To loosely quote Ryan Bergara, the best art is created during extreme emotional times (he said this during the Van Gogh Buzzfeed Unsolved episode.) While this could mean a negative feeling such as depression this could as mean that he creates his art during times of tranquility and happiness. Also due to being a Cancer he is very empathetic, anyone who watches his vlives where he constantly gives us advice and makes the vibe chill. Like bros, come on he screams Cancer.

Taeyong’s moon is in Leo. Which is actually the same placement as Taeil’s moon sign. As stated before (if you actually read all of these,) Leo’s are a fire sign, their whole thing is look at me!! Look at me!! Which means he’s open with his emotions, he likes bringing them out and showcasing them when the time arises. He’s honest with what he feels and can share that. I don’t really keep up with NCT these days (cause finals/ap exams,) but i do know that Taeyong does talk about what he’s felt during certain periods of times. Also the discography that he worked on. Tell me that isn’t Taeyong sharing what he feels.

His Hogwarts house you may ask?

Hufflepuff.

Now I feel like this is an easy one to guess so do I really have to explain why?

Anyways. Hufflepuffs get quite the awkward rep of being the « unimportant until the fourth book and only the fourth book house. » but here’s the thing. Hufflepuffs are loyal, their compassionate and always willing to push their boundaries. Take Nymphadora Tonks, Newt Scamander and Cedric Diggory. Three Hufflepuffs who pushed their limits and stated true to themselves.

NCT during the beginning was deemed SM’s failure at first. But under the continuous hard work, effort and last but not least Taeyong’s silent leadership NCT as a whole has thrived. Its concept is quite complicated but Taeyong makes it work, he tries to interact with ALL the members (see dreamies, sungtaro and wayv) to make them transition easier and make them comfortable. He is the best leader we could possibly have and I am so so proud of him.

His secondary house: Ravenclaw

[moon-stars01]

Party Of Two

Dk x Reader

Author:Staryynighttae

Summary: He was loud. He was annoying. Your neighbor’s apartment is a party central and he doesn't care if your shared wall pounds with the loudness of the music. In a fit of pique, you rename your wifi network to tell him to shut up.

Pairing:Dk(Svt) x Reader

Gene:Neighbor au,Seokmin is a party animal,reader wants peace,members are mentioned

Rating:General Audiences

-Party Of Two-

“This is like the worst decision I’ve ever made in my life.” You said to your friend through the phone.

“Why? You said the place looked perfect.”

It wasn’t the place that was the problem. It has more than enough space for someone who lives alone, good interior and lighting, good location because it is near the school you’re attending; it was perfect, or even beyond that.

The problem wasn’t the unit. It was the unit next door, which is apparently owned by an annoying brat who tries to have like at least three parties in the span of five hours.

“The guy living next door is so annoying. I can’t even focus on reviewing for my class. His house won’t stay quiet for even 30 minutes.”

“Well, you can go tell him? I mean, he should respect your space, too, right?”

Your friend was right. You indeed deserved respect. You deserve peace and quiet, even just for an hour.

So, you decided to hung up and go out, ring your neighbor’s bell and waited for him to open the door.

And you regret doing just that.

“Who— Oh hi are you here to deliver jjajjangmyeon, noona??”

The door opened to a sight of a young man, clearly drunk and barely holding himself up.

“Uhm... no. I live next door and—“

“Is that jjajjangmyeon?” Another guy shouted.

Now everyone was by the door, waiting for you to give them the jjajjangmyeon you never even had.

“I just wanted to study what the sam heck have I gotten myself into?”

You just looked at the guys staring at you, as if still waiting for food.

“I’m not here to deliver food. I just— I live next door and I’m trying to study but the walls are thin so I can hear everything.”

“So, you have no food?” The guy who opened the door said. And you shook your head.

“That’s a waste.” He said, pouting. And he held the door knob. “It was nice seeing you though.”

And he shut the door. Right in front of your fucking face. What. The. Actual. Fuck.

“Hey I’m not—“

The door opened again. “I’m seokmin, by the way. Hehe.”

And he closes it again.

‘What is up with him?’ You sighed and just decided to give up and go back to your room.

The noise was still pounding against your walls. You just can’t take it. He needs to lowkey get that he and his noisy friends aren’t the only ones in the building.

You can’t go there every freaking night just to tell him to turn the volume down.

“God, I need my peace. I need to find a way to shut that entire unit up.”

-0-0-0-0-

 The next day, you were leaving the house to go to the nearby grocery when the door to the next unit opened, revealing the guy from last night. He seemed to have just woken up, and was stretching and yawning when he came out. He looked towards you and suddenly closed his mouth and scratch the back of his head, as if embarrassed that you had to see that early in the morning.

As if you haven’t seen worse last night.

“Uhm... good morning.” He then said in a soft voice.

You just nodded and turned around to lock your door.

“You moved in a week ago, right?” He asked. “I’m sorry I haven’t introduced myself yet.”

“But you have, not properly, though.” You then whispered, only enough for you to hear.

“I’m Seokmin. I own 1230.” He said, reaching out his hand towards you.

Should you accept the handshake? After what this guy did last night, would you be so kind to accept this? They didn’t even shut up after you nicely asked, and they even asked you if you were delivering food.

You looked at him. He was smiling. Smiling so beautifully, enhancing his  equally beautiful features. This is so annoying, him acting like he doesn’t even remember what happened last night.

Or maybe he actually didn’t. You, of all people know all of them inside that house were dead drunk. You decided to take his hand.

“I’m (Y/N). 1228.”

You put your keys in your pocket and started to walk when he decided to catch up to you.

“Where are you going?” He asked.

“The mart nearby.” You replied blandly.

He smiled. “I’m going there, too! Let’s go together?”

What is this boy trying to do, being nice to you and all?

You let him walk next to you, and shop next to you, answering his questions flatly, but never engaging more. It’s not that you wanted him to do these things with you, God knows you don’t, but he is somehow unnecessarily curious and he won’t even let you out of his sight.

You only thought of one thing: this boy was the reason you’re having a hard time focusing on your studies and he has to know.

“Seokmin-ssi, do you like parties?”

He looked at you and showed a grin. “Yes! Do you?”

You shook your head. “Not much, especially when I have stuff to study.”

You wanted to tell him straight to his face, like how he slammed the door straight at yours, that you hated how his parties distracted you and ask him if he can at least turn it even a bit down.

“Actually, I was studying last night and there was a unit that was partying so hard, I can’t focus.”

He thought for a short time and nodded. “Oh, well I guess they could maybe turn it down a little.”

You looked at him with disbelief in your eyes. Did this boy just forget about him partying last night right in his house and asking you for jjajjangmyeon because he was dead drunk? Did he think you were referring to someone else in the building? Is he still drunk?

“I know, right? These people should be considerate enough because they clearly know they’re not the only ones living in the building.”

He nodded. He fucking nodded. This guy is so hopeless; nothing is more dense than him.

-0-0-0-0-

Another day of another party. Another day you can’t study in your house. This is getting out of hand.

You grabbed your phone and decided to look for cafes near your building open later than 12AM and that’s when an idea crossed your head.

“What if..?”

You grabbed your laptop and connected your internet modem directly to it and changed some settings.

“Hope you finally get the message, Seokmin-ssi.”

You were in front of his door again, with your laptop in hand, waiting for anyone to open the door. You hope it was Seokmin, so you won’t have to take long.

“Yes— oh hi (Y/N)!” Seokmin said, a smile beaming from his face. “What’s up?”

Time to execute your ‘pass the message’ mission. “Hi, I’m so sorry to bother you at this hour but my internet modem isn’t working well and I have a paper to submit tonight. Do you mind if I connect to yours for a short while?”

“Yeah, sure uhm... well you can come in?” He said, awkwardly gesturing you to go inside.

Inside, there were 12 more boys sitting in front of the television, playing some sort of video game. These people are the same faces you saw the last time you were here and almost got my face hit by a door.

“Don’t they ever get tired of each other’s faces?’ You wondered as you looked at them.

Seokmin led you to the desk counter and you placed your laptop there. You faced it towards him and said a soft ‘thank you’.

He smiled and started to scroll through all the available wifi connections listed when

“Who the he— ‘1230 shut the fuck up I need my peace’?”

You almost laughed at his reaction. His face depicted confusion, as to who wrote it, and embarrassment because I saw and heard it.

“Oh my God, why are they so mean? I mean, we’re just having fun?”

You wanted to take all the hair from his scalp right there and then. Does this boy even know respect?

“Well, maybe they’re doing something important like, I don’t know, studying?”

“Well, then he can just go straight here and tell it to my face.” He said, slightly annoyed. “I know what compromise is.”

‘But I did, and you asked me for jjajjangmyeon, you idiot.’ You thought. He grabbed your laptop.

“Can I use it for a second?”

You nodded, and watched as he reached for his own modem and connected it to your laptop. You figured he was setting up his internet connection, too, since that was what you also did.

So, got a message for me, too, huh?

He then returned and gave back your laptop.

“There, I connected it and I checked automatic connect so if ever you need it again...”

You smiled sarcastically, “Thank you again, Seokmin-ssi.”

You went back to your room, laptop in hand and checked the name of his wifi connection.

“I don’t know you but no need to be rude, dude. It’s all fun.” You read. You snickered. “This rude little— I just need you to shut up for 1 hour!”

It’s official. The boy’s stupid. And you hate him.

-0-0-0-0-

The wifi name exchanges continued for days, weeks even, with you saying “I need to study, you idiot” and him replying with a “Well I need my social life, too, little miss goodie”

It was annoying. He was still doing his party routine and you just wanted him to stop for even a second.

But sometimes, it was also fun. He’d joke around and you won’t hide that you found it funny. He also asked you why you’re always so mad and you just reply, ‘you annoy me’. Sometimes it takes both of us minutes to reply, but sometimes it would take hours. But it was weird because no matter how long the replies took, you waited.

It was your linear algebra test tomorrow. And by the looks of it, you are about to flunk it if you don’t get to study. But this boy is, again, making it difficult.

“Oh for the love of God, shut up!” You wrote, as if Seokmin can hear your wifi name.

And he was quick to reply. “You too!”

You need your study time, and if you had to beg, you will.

“Please, I have a linear algebra exam tomorrow I need to pass this.”

“Please. I really need this.”

“I beg you, even just for two hours.”

You changed it in 2 minutes intervals, hoping he was keeping an eye on it.

And the music stopped. The loud banging on the wall was gone. He was indeed keeping an eye on your messages.

You checked the available wifi connections for his possible reply.

“Two hours. If you need more, just write it down.”

“Why is he being uncharacteristically nice tonight?” You wondered, but brushed it off and opened your algebra book.

Two hours did fly by too quickly, and you did ask him for another hour of quietness and he obliged. This was weird to you, but you figured maybe he was nice after all and you just needed to ask him nicely.

After you were done reviewing, you typed in a short “Thank you” to him through the modem and switched of your lights.

Seokmin, on the other hand, wondered who the person having a conversation with him through the modem is, because it was indeed a weird but unique way to communicate with him. Although most of the time, the person was annoyed and rude towards him, he still found it cute that he continued to communicate with him through this.

-0-0-0-0-

This is a great progress. For three weeks now, you don’t even have to ask him to give you time to study; he’s the one offering it to you. He also asks you how your day went, how many papers you need to do, and if you ate dinner. He sounded like he cared a lot. And it felt so nice to hear someone being concerned about you. It made you feel special.

“You need two hours today?” The wifi name stated. You smiled. He did mean it when he said you just needed to ask nicely. Seokmin, he really is nice unlike how you pictured him to be.

“Today is fine. No homeworks. But keep the volume down.” You typed and plopped yourself on your bed, waiting for his music to start.

“But today, it was different. The music wasn’t loud and banging. “Jazz music?”

You placed your ear next to the wall and listened. The music was soothing and calming.

“I’m alone today. I figured you needed relaxing music.” The wifi name was changed again.

You still placed your ear on the wall, and indulged in the smooth sound of the music.

You decided to chat with him.

“Where are your twelve loud friends?”

“They come over for a week every other month. It’s a tradition.”

“Why?”

“Because they work far away.”

“And you?”

“I’m a singer. And a jazz music enthusiast.”

“I can see that.”

“No, you just hear it.”

“Ha ha I’m dropping you.”

“Btw, how did you think of this way of communication?”

His question brought you back to why you even started this. You wanted silence. You wanted peace. And you did get it. Come to think of it, you can already stop this nonsense of talking through the wifi names.

But now, talking to Seokmin like this made you feel more at ease.

“Well, millennials love the internet”

“It’s cute. Different, unusual and weird, but cute.”

Your eyes widened by his comment. He found it cute that you actually talked to him like this. You tried to brush off the redness off of your cheeks.

“I’m glad you think that way.”

“Are you a girl or a boy?”

“What do you think?”

“A girl. A guy can’t possibly do something as cute as this.”

There he is again, calling this cute. He needs to stop.

“Stop calling this cute.”

“But it is. And you are, too.”

“No.”

“Maybe if I see you, I’d stop.”

“Why? Because maybe I’m not cute?”

“No. Maybe because you’re beautiful.”

He did not.

He called you beautiful.

Okay, maybe it was a 'maybe beautiful', but it was enough to make your heart beat a little faster than usual.

“Stop it. I’m leaving.”

“Sorry. I just want to know you.”

“I’m still in college.”

“Yeah, explains the studying. How old are you?”

“20.”

“I’m 22.”

“Really? I thought we were the same age when I saw you.”

“You saw me? Where?”

You wanted to curse yourself. You just told him you already saw him. That was a freaking big of a giveaway for you, stupid.

“Just around.”

“How did you know it was me, then?”

“I just guessed.”

Wow. What a freaking excuse.

“Wait.”

“Where are you going?”

And he was gone, no reply for about 30 minutes.

“Are you there?”

You typed and refreshed the scanning and waited, but no reply, still. You decided to call it a day and sleep in.

The next day, you checked if there was a message waiting for you.

-0-0-0-0-

“I’m sorry for not replying. I just went to get something last night.”

“It’s okay, you gave me time when I needed it, too.”

“Well, now can you give me the time and hear me out?”

“Sure. What is it?”

“I know you.”

You froze when you saw the last sentence. He knew you? How?

No, he must be bluffing.

“Really? How?”

This is nerve-wracking. It took him minutes to reply.

“I’ve been theorizing this the whole night.”

“And?”

“How did you know I have twelve friends coming over?”

Dang it. I never noticed that I wrote it down that way. You didn’t reply.

“You won’t know unless you came and met them.”

Why is this stupid boy suddenly so smart?

“And you’re 20. I asked the landlady.”

"She said there are only 3 people who are 20 years old here."

"Two of them are boys."

"In the mart, you told me about being annoyed while studying."

"Connecting to my wifi was intentional for me to see your message."

"I think I also met you even before the morning we went to the mart, that's why you acted so annoyed towards me."

"Soonyoung said he vaguely remembered me shutting the door at someone's face the night before they left."

"That was you, right?"

"Right, (Y/N)-si? 1228?"

You just froze all over again. He did know.

"You got me." You typed.

"You got me, too." He replied. What does he mean?

"What do you mean?"

"Do you need two hours today?"

Why is he suddenly asking you if you needed time? And on a weekend?

"No. Why?"

"Well, now you do, because I need it with you."

"What?"

"I'm asking you out do you even have sense?"

You laughed as red spread through your cheeks.

"You could've worded it more clearly."

"I'm a tongue twisted human being, stop being mean."

"You're cute."

You heard a soft 'thud' on the wall.

"Seokmin, what was that?"

"I just threw my pillow to the wall. My heart won't stay still, you idiot."

You laughed again.

"How are you so cute?"

"Oh my God, stop it!"

"Okay, okay!"

It took him a few minutes to reply.

"Hey, maybe it would be better for me to ask you on the phone. 010-800-xxxxx"

You rolled your eyes. Look at him, slyly giving you his number so you can contact him.

"Just come over and ask me. I'm a door away."

"But all of this is cute."

"Seokmin."

"But you got to admit, I'm cuter than all of this."

"I hate you, you idiot."

"Too bad, then"

"Because I like you a lot, (Y/N)."

[igirisuhito]

Title: Blue Ram Relationship(s): Komaeda Nagito/Hinata Hajime Rating: Explicit Summary: Hinata thinks he has his sexuality all figured out. Until one day a pretty woman comes to his workplace in the dead of night. Posted for Day 1 of @tropicaldespair‘s #SDR2Giftober Trigger Warnings: Cross-dressing, Semi-public sex, Powerplay, Sexual frustration, Rough sex, Perving a stranger, I’m sorry all the triggery things are horny

[Ao3 Link]

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Hinata Hajime was a regular teenage boy.

He has high grades and attends an elite school, sure. But like most teenage boys, his spare time was spent playing video games, working his part time job, or jacking off to hot girls on the internet.

As vanilla as a teenage boy could get.

Hinata works as a cashier at a convenience store a block from his house. It's your average suburban Japanese 7/11, an average teenage boy's job.

He works this job most nights, and usually does a longer shift on Sundays. In all honesty, he probably works a bit too much, but tuition for Hope’s Peak Academy is incredibly expensive. He had been enough of a burden to his parents for all these years. Besides, here he can continue to fuel his addiction to cup ramen and kusamochi for a conveniently cheaper price.

And that's exactly what he was doing on this humid Saturday night. The rainy season was finally here, and the warmth was making Hinata's work shirt stick to his skin uncomfortably. The air conditioner in the break room wasn't strong enough to combat heat like this.

It had been a quiet night, likely due to the sheer amount of rain pouring down outside. Hinata was the only one on shift, and even he had resorted to hiding in the break room to read manga. It was difficult to focus due to the loud pelting of the rain on the roof and the dizzying humidity hanging in the air.

Hinata yawned, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes that were lazily wiped away. It wasn't unusual for him to work a late six-to-two shift on a Saturday, but end of term exams had been knocking him around quite a bit. The struggle of juggling both studying and work has been causing him to become more tired than usual.

A loud electronic bell and the sound of the automatic doors sliding open broke him from his daze. Placing his manga face down on the table, Hinata stood up from his chair and made his way out of the break room before sliding into his place behind the counter.

Clearing his throat quietly, he put on his best customer service voice. "Good evening! Is there anything I can help you with?"

He glanced towards the door, seeking out the person who was dumb enough to go shopping at 12am in the pouring rain. He was met with a pair of grey eyes boring a hole into him, analysing intensely for any sort of reaction. Hinata's breath caught in his throat.

Standing near the door was a young woman, quite tall for a girl. Her white hair was pulled back into a small ponytail, still dripping with water from the rain. Dark mascara was thickly applied to her long eyelashes, so long he actually assumed they were fake at first glance. Red lipstick had been painted onto her small yet pointed lips and eye shadow of a similar colour was dusted on her eyelids. The bold colours of her makeup contrasted gorgeously against her pale skin. It was surprising that it hadn't washed off in the rain.

A tight black dress with thick straps clung to her body, fabric hugging at her hips and chest in a way that revealed she was lacking in the latter department. Sheer black stockings stretched over her skinny legs, ending in tall red high stilettos that could probably be used to kill a man if she so desired.

Hinata felt dizzy, blood rushing to his face as he brought his gaze back up to where the attractive woman's own was waiting.

"Ah… No… I'm quite alright…" The girl averted her eyes from his. "Thank you."

Her voice was surprisingly deep and sultry, it made her all the more attractive. Though she seemed somewhat shaken, perhaps even nervous?

The lady slowly made her way over to the snacks section, her heels clacking loudly against the floor with every step. Hinata watched closely, entranced by the gorgeous woman he probably had no right to be staring at as hard as he was.

She bent down to pick up a pack of salted pretzel sticks and Hinata just couldn't resist the urge to sneak a peek. He had always been more of an ass kind of guy anyway.

During his ogling, he couldn't help noticing a few small tears in her stockings, just below where her dress ended. His mind quickly became overcome with a dirty thought so jarring that it made him realize just how perverted he was being. For his own moral's sake, he forced his eyes away into another aisle, hoping she hadn't somehow been able to feel his stare.

She straightened herself up again and grabbed a cold can of Blue Ram from the fridge nearby before heading to the counter where Hinata waited. He avoided her eyes as he scanned her items.

"T-That comes to a total of 500 yen." He mumbled, finding himself blushing madly now that she was so close, enough so to smell the flowery perfume wafting off of her. Get a grip, Hajime!  

The lady smiled and patted her hands on her hips performatively. "O-Oh dear… it seems I've forgotten my purse!"

What? Are you serious? As if I'm going to fall for that.  

Scoffing silently, Hinata stared down at his shiny black work shoes.

"P-Please don't worry about the cost, m-ma'am." He stammered out.

WHAT?! Stop thinking with your dick! That's your goddamn allowance!!

A toothed grin crawled up on the woman's face as she towered over the other boy, suddenly gaining an air of confidence. "Aren't you a sweetheart! Thank you very much-" She glanced down at his nametag, " Hinata-kun. "

She picked up her items before leaving the store, making her way back out into the pouring rain. She left Hinata red faced and humiliated, wondering if he would ever see her again, hear his name on her lips…

He shook his head, snapping out of his daze. Why did he let that happen? That woman knew exactly what she was doing. It wasn't even like she was a smooth older woman either, she was pretty young! And he just let her walk all over him in those fancy high heels.

He grumbled as he pulled his wallet from his back pocket, adding the missing cost to the till. Now he not only had a hard-on but he was out of pocket 500 yen as well.

With a loud sigh, Hinata made his way to the back room, determined to do something about his newfound problem.

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Hinata found himself still thinking about that mesmerising bitch of a woman 3 days later during a quiet afternoon shift. The rainy weather had eased off for the day, the sweltering sun shining through the poorly cleaned windows. Studying in the barely air-conditioned Reserve Course building all day had already left him in a particularly crabby mood. It seems he can't escape the heat anywhere.  

He truly envied the Main Course students for a lot of things. Their talent, their privilege, their dormitories, their stupid uniforms, their obnoxious laughter as they ate. He especially hated the way they tried to steal stuff from the store despite the fact they could absolutely afford it and then proceeding to complain to the school and get him in trouble with his boss purely for doing his fucking job.

Hinata really did not like the Main Course students.

Which is why his mood grew even more sour now that there were a bunch of them eating here today. Another cackle echoed through the store, causing Hinata's shoulders to tense up in frustration.

The obnoxious laugh seemed to come from this boy with neon pink hair who was sporting an ugly blue jumpsuit. He slurped his soba loudly as he chatted amongst the other two students beside him. They consisted of a boy and a girl, both clothed in the Main Course's rich brown uniform.

The girl had long blonde hair that cascaded elegantly down her back, she didn't seem like she was Japanese, though. Perhaps an international exchange student? And the boy had dark hair styled in a flashy unusual manner paired with mismatched eyes. If his goal was to make people look at him funny, he was definitely succeeding.  

Hinata leaned onto the counter with a sigh, resting his head upon his elbows. His shift had just barely started yet he was already so, so bored. His coworker was hiding out in the back doing god knows what, leaving most of the grunt work to Hinata yet again . Jeez, and the guy wonders why he never bothered to remember his name.

The warm weather pulled at Hinata's consciousness, causing his eyelids to droop shut as he receded into his thoughts. He’d been conjuring up an elaborate fantasy that he found himself regularly indulging in the last few days whenever he had the time to.

It would go down on another rainy evening, the lady would come in wearing white shirt, so completely soaked that Hinata could see the lacy black brassiere underneath.  

There would be tears running down her face, smearing her makeup in a way that she still remained beautiful. She had just been dumped by her boyfriend, all alone and out in the rain, just seeking someone to care for her, to listen to her woes. Hinata would listen, take care of her, maybe wrap her up in a towel and sit her down in the back room.

She would confess that she felt feelings for him when he paid for her food, that he supported her in a time of need. She would thank him over and over again, offering to make up for it with her body. Hinata would politely decline, but she would insist, already unbuttoning her shirt.  

He would take her there, bend her over the table and make her feel pleasure like she never had before. He’d thrust so deeply that she would be crying, cumming over and over again from his well-sized cock. He would grab that little ponytail of hers and pull her face up, kissing her so passionately that he smeared lipstick across his own lips.

And finally he would cum deep inside of her (she would be using birth control, of course, Hinata isn’t ready for kids).

Afterwards, he’d call her a taxi, and she would leave her number, thanking him for the best night of her life. Perhaps she would come back, and they would fuck again and again.

The electronic bell dinged, tearing Hinata away from his sweet, sweet fantasy. The automatic doors opened and in stepped another student donning a Main Course uniform and a face mask.

Hinata rolled his eyes. "Welcome! Can I be of any ser-"

"KOMAEDA?!"

He found himself cut off by a loud screech from the pink haired student. Said student jumped up out of his seat and backed off. "Wh-why are you here! Since when did you come here?"

The dark haired one spoke. "Souda, you behave as if you have just witnessed an apparition. Does Komaeda truly strike such fear into your heart?"

"Of course he does! Nothing good ever happens when he's around! I always end up getting hurt!" The pink haired boy, who Hinata presumed to be named 'Souda', protested loudly.

The blonde girl stood up, slamming her palms on the table. "Souda! That is no way to treat your fellow classmates!"

"A-Ah, you're right… sorry, Miss Sonia…."

The student who had just entered the store laughed in a way that was honestly kind of creepy. It was just way too breathy, too pained.

"No, it's completely understandable! I'm sorry that somebody as terrible as myself has caused made you worry for your safety..."

What was that kid's name, Komaeda?

"I'll make this brief, I only came to get a drink." Eyes crinkling from what Hinata presumed to be a smile, Komaeda proceeded to walk away from the group of students.

The blonde girl, Sonia, if he wasn’t mistaken, gave Souda a glare before hopping out of her seat with an elegant swish of her skirt. She wandered over to where Komaeda stood near the drink fridges, her gait rather sophisticated and regal.

"Komaeda, I noticed you're wearing a face mask today, did you catch a cold?" Sonia asked the other, attempting to strike up conversation, probably out of pity.

The boy reached into the fridge, grabbing a can of drink. "Ah, yes. I was only in the rain for a short while, but this awful luck of mine found a way to get me sick." He finished his sentence with a soft laugh.

"Oh, that's unfortunate! I really hope you get better soon!" Sonia gave him a sad little smile overflowing with sympathy.

Komaeda paused for a second, blinking a few times before tilting his head to the side and looking towards her. "Sonia-san, I'm incredibly grateful, but you shouldn't waste your hope on scum like me."

What the fuck? Who talks like that?

The Main Course boy made his way towards Hinata, placing a can of Blue Ram on the counter. With Hinata's somewhat icy glare, he found himself hoping that his customer service smile was enough to mask the hate emanating from his soul.

Now that he was close, Hinata got a much better look at Komaeda's features. He had messy white hair and sharp grey eyes, standing stark against pale skin.

Wait.

It seemed Komaeda realised it too. He had a frightened look in his eyes, as if he were a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car.

"You…"

Gritting his teeth harshly, Hinata closed his hands into fists before swinging one of his arms forward, pointing an accusatory finger at the boy.

"You took my fucking money!!"

Panic set in on Komaeda's face, and hearing Hinata yell was enough to force his primal instincts to kick in. He broke into a full sprint out of the store, knocking down a shelf in the process. This shelf just so happened to come down on Souda, who screamed out in pain as the metal pinned him beneath.

Hinata slid across the counter and took chase, abandoning the store and the mess in his haste. Never in his life had he been this angry about 500 yen. Well, it wasn't really about the money, it was about the fact he'd rubbed one out to a man dressed as a woman, that he had been fantasising about a man dressed as a woman. His pride as a teenage boy had been destroyed in one swift moment.

Fancy dress shoes clacked against the pavement as Komaeda ran down the street, desperate to get away from the angry store clerk mere metres behind him. His stamina was incredibly poor. Hinata's wasn't great, but at least he was forced to participate in PE and maintain his health.

Hinata noticed Komaeda was beginning to slow down and the gap between them shortened. Outstretching an arm, he reached for the back of the boy's jacket, fingers barely brushing the material the first go. With a rush of determination he reached out again, this time getting a solid grip, yanking the boy to him.

He clearly hadn't considered what pulling 65 kilograms towards yourself whilst you're still moving would do, because the next thing Hinata knew he was colliding with the Main Course student and falling forward into the pavement. He hissed as gravel dug into his skin, scraping up his hands and elbows as he landed on top of the other student.  

Hinata grabbed the other boy by his hips, flipping them over and straddling his body to prevent any chance of escape. He glared into Komaeda's narrowed eyes, both boys panting heavily in an attempt to catch their breaths.

"You... hah… owe me…" Hinata barely got the words out.

"I… ah…. haha…. I don't…. know you…" As Komaeda wheezed, he tilted his head back to rest against the pavement.

In an attempt to calm his racing heart, Hinata took a big breath of air before exhaling shakily.

"You… you played that sick prank on me… and then you took my money… and now you have the audacity to say you don't know me?!"

"You… you're the one who gave it to me…" Komaeda shot back, a smirk growing on his face.

It seemed Komaeda's mask had been ripped off in the fall, now loosely hanging from one of his ears. His nose was beginning to bleed, crimson liquid dribbling over his dry lips and teeth. His forehead had been grazed as well, Komaeda really had taken quite the tumble.

Suddenly he pushed Hinata hard in the chest, forcing him off his body. An aggressive cough racked Komaeda's lungs, forcing him to sit up as he choked.

"H-hey… are you okay?" Hinata sat back on his knees, feeling a pang of guilt upon seeing the state of Komaeda's physical condition. Had he really just chased down a sick kid?

Komaeda laughed, an incredulous expression painted on his face as he pulled the remaining loop of the mask off his ear. "Don't get all soft on me now, Hinata-kun. I don't need lowly Reserve Course students worrying about my health."

With his patience instantly running out, Hinata was left fuming. Why on earth did he even ask if that guy was okay?! He was clearly just another stuck up rich prick from the Main Course.

Rising to his feet, Hinata wiped some of the dirt off his hands, wincing at the open wounds that had been left from sharp gravel tearing through his skin.

"If I get fired it's your fault!" He spat back, unable to think of anything else to say to save his dignity at this point.

Clenching his hands into fists, Hinata turned away from Komaeda, who was still sprawled out on the pavement. He began his walk back to the convenience store, a little anxious about his employment situation.

Why would a guy even dress up as a chick? Was he getting off on it? Hinata wondered as he walked.

Was Komaeda gay?

Wait, why did the sexuality of a Main Course student even matter to him?

Was… he gay?

Even after finding out that beautiful woman was a man, he still felt so incredibly attracted to him. That flushed out face and those reddened lips had him having physical reactions that he really shouldn't be having.

Hinata buried his face in his grazed palms. This was way too much to process in one day. He paused and took a deep breath, regaining his composure before stepping back into the store.

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After Hinata returned he lied to his coworker, saying Komaeda had been stealing, which was why he left the store so suddenly. Surprisingly enough, Komaeda's Main Course buddies backed up that refute, claiming, "Trouble just follows that guy everywhere." Hinata almost felt bad for him for a second, until he realised it was himself who had to clean up the knocked over shelf.

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Exams were finally over and Hinata now had a chance to relax. He took the late evening Saturday shift to make up for all the shifts he didn't work after the incident, partially due to exams, partially due to fear of running into that Main Course student again. So even if Komaeda had been by, he wouldn't have known about it.

It made the week incredibly boring and frustrating. For some twisted reason, he wanted to see that boy again. He wanted to cuss him out and punch him, show him how useless that Super High School Level title really was against his fists and prove his own worth.

Though, of course, he would be kicked out of Hope's Peak faster than he could agree to the Hope Cultivation Project.

Leaning his elbows onto the counter, Hinata let out a loud sigh at the realisation that Komaeda wasn't the only thing he had to worry about. If he agreed to the project, he could probably quit working. But that would most likely mean he'd never have the chance to see that boy again. Though, it's not like he'd have the balls to approach him on campus anyways.

But if he was talented, he wouldn't have to worry about that kind of thing, right?

Hinata shook the thought from his head, this really wasn't what he wanted to preoccupy his mind with right now.

Perhaps now would be a good time to check if anything needed restocking. Not a lot of people tend to come by after 10pm, which made working these shifts so easy. Though, you were more likely to encounter drunks and unfavourable people. Not to mention the beating Hinata's sleep schedule took if he ever took one on a weeknight.

He yawned and straightened himself up, beginning to peruse the shelves. Usually he left this kind of thing to whoever worked the Sunday morning shift, but he was feeling particularly bored tonight. Somebody must have restocked during the day though, as there were still plenty of snacks stacked on the shelves.

Ugh, the one time he actually wants to work for his money…

Hinata needed something to keep himself from dozing off out of sheer boredom, so he grabbed a can of coffee from the fridge before returning to the counter. He put his palms down and hoisted himself up, sitting up on the surface with his legs hanging down.

Hinata picked his drink back up, cracking it open with a hiss as the air escaped. He took a few large gulps before placing it back down.

He said he wasn't going to think about the Project when he was feeling so tired and distracted, trying to relax, but he really did need to make a decision. He was already in his second year and still unsure of what to do. They were probably going to dump him if he didn't decide soon, and having that choice taken away from him worried him more than agreeing to it.

But he was particularly worried about the consequences of agreeing. There was such a high chance that the surgery could go wrong, be botched. Well, they actually said the risk was rather small, that the Super High School Level Neurologist would be the one leading the surgery. And sure, he trusts in his talent, but letting somebody into your head is just… terrifying.

The door slid open with an electronic ding, startling Hinata. He threw himself off the counter quickly and yelled out his scripted greeting. "G-good evening!! C-can I be of any service?!"

Hinata spun around, turning his eyes to the door and picking up the lingering can that sat on the counter, in full view for any customer to see how he had been slacking off. He saw the familiar brown pleated skirt of the female Main Course's uniform, so naturally he was expecting a girl, yet when he let his eyes wander up he found himself staring at a painfully unforgettable mass of white hair.

"Ko-"

"Ah, you're working tonight. I was expecting the other one." Komaeda muttered, stepping into the store with a rather exaggerated sway of his hips.

Hinata blinked hard, attempting to keep calm enough to recall his coworker's name. "Uh… the guy with black hair?"

Komaeda paused and blinked in return. "What? You don't even know his name? You truly are useless Reserve Course garbage, huh?"

"Hey! I'm not garbage! If anyone here is garbage it's you!" Hinata yelled, slamming his hands onto the counter. "Coming here so late at night in a girl's uniform, what the hell is wrong with you?!"

A sick grin crept up on Komaeda's as he began to move close to Hinata, allowing the other to get a better look at his getup.

He was wearing tall white socks with black flats. His skirt was much too short, showing off an inappropriate amount of thigh with every movement. Beneath the matching brown blazer was a beige cardigan and a white dress shirt, tied up cutesy with a red ribbon tie. This time he wore no makeup and had done nothing with his hair, just the girly clothes.

"It's true, I am pure scum. This hobby of mine may be disgusting, perverted, messed up, whatever word you want to use to describe it." Komaeda paused for a second before leaning closer. "But nothing I do will ever be as shameful as your pathetic attempts to be something you could never be."

Something in Hinata snapped at those words. He found himself grabbing Komaeda's collar, gripping the fabric tightly in his fist before pulling him across the counter. Hinata raised his fist, gritting his teeth as he went to take a swing at the other boy. However, a coherent thought reached his mind in the last second, and he stopped himself before it could make contact with Komaeda's face.

Komaeda's face twisted into a big grin. "Do it. See what happens. I dare you." His eyes swirled with a strange emotion. Excitement? Fear? He couldn’t say for certain.

Hinata's teeth worried at his lip as he considered it briefly. He could hit him, he was right there. Hitting him would bring him the justice and the relief he had been craving all week, spite that had wound tightly up in his gut whilst sitting all those horrendous exams.

He bit down on his lip hard, before letting go of the other boy with a sigh. "You're not worth it."

Leaning his elbows onto the counter, Komaeda propped his chin up with his hands and gave Hinata a wide smile. He kicked his legs up off the floor, allowing it to bear his full weight. "Say, Reserve Course, why are you so angry anyway?"

"I have a name." Hinata snapped at him. "And why wouldn't I be mad? You deceived me and have the gall to keep insulting me like that."

"Calling you Reserve Course isn't an insult, it's a fact. If you're the one getting upset, then you must truly realise how much of an embarassment you are huh?" Voice practically dropping with mockery, Komaeda tilted his head slighty to the side.  

"Shut up. I can tell you're just trying to rile me up." Hinata spat, looking away from the boy in front of him. "Get off the counter before somebody else sees you."

"No thanks! Is that really what you're mad about? A random stranger whom you have nothing to do with just so happens to be crossdressing? If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're either a homophobic prick, or you're mad at yourself for being into it." Komaeda stared right into Hinata, refusing to avert his eyes in an attempt to draw his attention back.

And he was successful, as Hinata was now staring with his mouth agape and cheeks red. "I- I'm not into it!"

"I see! So you're homophobic then?"

"No!!"

"Are you sure?"

"Very!"

"Hmph, suit yourself." Komaeda laughed softly before shimmying himself back off the counter. He picked up Hinata's can of drink, making eye contact with the boy as he took a sip.

"H-hey! That's my drink!" Hinata stuttered out, still somewhat shaken by the accusation.

Komaeda recoiled and groaned. "So bitter… how can you drink this stuff?"

The other boy shrugged. "It's coffee, it's always bitter. Why did you even drink it if you don't like it?"

With a dramatic roll of his eyes, Komaeda placed the drink back onto the counter. "Are all of you Reserve Course students this inane?"

"What? What are you even talking about?" Hinata blinked hard, trying to recall if he had missed something.

Komaeda made a frustrated noise before walking around to behind the counter with yet another expression that Hinata couldn’t quite place. He blurted out a "Hey, you can't be back he-" before having his words cut off by the other boy grabbing his shirt with two hands and planting his lips on his.

Hinata gasped, which gave Komaeda the chance to deepen the kiss and lick at the inside of his mouth. His brain was now running at a million miles an hour, trying desperately to comprehend what the fuck was going on.

The guy who's been making him question his sexuality rocks up to the place he works, dressed in a girl's uniform, and then proceeds to rile him up, insult him, before shoving his tongue into his mouth?

Hinata pushed the other boy away from him, his face rapidly heating up and his pants feeling a bit tighter than before. "Look, Komaeda, I really don't appreciate you making fun of me like this!"

There was an utterly dumbfounded look on Komaeda's face that simply furthered Hinata's confusion. "You still don't get it? I'm trying to seduce you."

"Hah?"

"I want you to fuck me, Hinata-kun."

Hinata's mind completely blanked. That was ridiculous. Komaeda was a rude Main course bastard who seemingly just swung by Hinata’s workplace to make a mockery of him, the dots didn't connect whatsoever. Complications aside, he couldn't deny those words sent his teenage boy heart racing. "B-But you hate me?"

"And?"

"And?!"

"You're hot." Komaeda took a shaky breath, suddenly getting a little more nervous, "Just… say whether or not you want to have sex with me."

"I-I do!!” After blurting out the confession, Hinata averted his gaze to the floor. His face felt like it was on fire at this point. “It's just… uh… I've never done anything… uh… with anyone before."

A loud, wheezy cackle left Komaeda, one that caused him to shake and grab at his shirt as he howled. Hinata watched in confusion and Komaeda fought for his breath, still giggling away until the humour finally began to wear off. He stopped and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh good, I thought I was going to have to break it to you that you’re gay."

"Shut up." Hinata hissed. "You pretty much already did, anyway."

For a second there, Komaeda almost looked shocked, but his expression quickly morphed into a grin. "Was I the one who awakened you? That's incredibly high praise, Hinata-kun."

He draped his arms around Hinata's shoulders, still wearing a cocky smile as he leaned in close once again. This time Hinata took the initiative, twirling Komaeda around and forcing him into the wall behind them before desperately kissing him.

Komaeda flinched, not expecting the rough treatment, but definitely welcoming it. He bit at Hinata's lips as the boy's hands slid down his sides, feeling him up. A moan slipped from Komaeda as a hand ran up his shirt, fingertips grazing along his skin and up to his chest.

Upon feeling lacy fabric, Hinata pulled away from the kiss for a moment. "Are you… wearing lingerie?"

Komaeda giggled softly. "Of course I am, there's no point in dressing like a girl if you aren't going to go the whole mile."

Hinata shook his head, chuckling to himself at the absurdity of the situation. "We're really doing this huh? I don't even have any condoms or lube…"

Komaeda glanced behind Hinata, eyeing the shelf of 18+ items. Hinata followed his eyes, breathing an "Ah." in response. "But what about the store?"

"I can guarantee right now that nobody will come in. I'm not good for much, but this kind of thing I am." Komaeda cracked a near elated smile, happy to finally have his talent be useful.

Despite still seeming somewhat confused, Hinata nodded in agreeance. "Okay… but what about the cameras? Surely they wi-"

That smile on Komaeda's face fell. "If you make another excuse I'm leaving."

"Okay okay!" Hinata put his hands up, stepping back from Komaeda with a huff. He wandered to the front of the store to flip over the 'Back in 5 minutes' sign and lock the doors. He felt it was completely unnecessary, but Komaeda let Hinata waste his time with it anyway.

He decided to take advantage of the moment and grab a pack of condoms and a small tube of lubricant. Any footage on the cameras of him taking the items would go mysteriously missing, after all, the sheer amount of bad luck he had been experiencing for the past week practically guaranteed the night's success.

He opened up the condom pack, ‘Ribbed for her pleasure.’ He couldn't suppress the urge to giggle, pulling one out before slipping it into the breast pocket of his shirt.

When Komaeda looked up again, Hinata was watching him with a nervous stare. His forehead shimmered a little with sweat from the head, and the tight sleeves of Hinata's shirt squeezed around his biceps. He was well built, shirt fitting a little too snugly around his pecs.

He could only hope this Reserve Course boy was as good as he looked.

"Where would you like to do it then, Hinata-kun?"

Hinata shuddered, a rush of arousal burning through him at the sound of Komaeda's sultry voice. It was embarrassing just how much it turned him on.

"T-The back room…" He stammered out, once again forcing himself to look away from Komaeda.

"Well then," Komaeda grabbed ahold of Hinata's twist, causing him to gasp, "The back room it is."

The irony of being led around his own workplace escaped Hinata, who was currently too dizzy with arousal and heat to even walk straight.

Komaeda pushed the door open, pulling Hinata into the break room where it was much cooler, seeing as the air conditioner didn't have to fight with the heat exhaust from the fridges. The two of them paused for a moment, revelling in the cool air as Komaeda swiped at his brow and Hinata aired his shirt.

"S-So, uh…"

Before Hinata could stammer out whatever stupid question that would kill Komaeda's mood, he turned to face him with a smile and put his hands on the boy's hips. Hinata complied as he was slowly walked backwards, admiring the passionate look burning in Komaeda's intense grey eyes. The same ones he admired so deeply upon their first encounter, yet avoided out of nervousness.

This time Hinata was still shaking with nerves, making a startled noise when the back of his knees hit something hard. Komaeda chuckled at his apprehension, voice calm and soothing as he guided him down to sit on the object he presumed to be a chair.

Hinata's thighs shook as Komaeda leaned his hands onto them, using them to balance himself as he straddled his waist in a way that pushed their groins much too close. A soft sigh escaped Komaeda's lips as he settled into Hinata's lap, a smile turning up at the corners of his mouth.

"A-Are you sure this is safe? These chairs are kinda, uh, shitty." He averted his gaze, mouth going dry as he babbled out the words. "I-I-I mean, t-they aren't really meant to support, uh, lots of weight…"

That smile simply got wider, flashing Komaeda's pearly white teeth beneath it. "Mm, we'll see."

Before Hinata could blurt out another objection, Komaeda's lips slotted against his in an aggressive kiss. He barely realised what was happening before Komaeda was already giving swipes of tongue against his lips.

Apparently that was all it took for Hinata's brain to give up on caring about Workplace Safety. His head felt light and dizzy as he reciprocated the movement, moaning softly against the other's lips when their tongues made contact and indulged in a sweet moment of friction.

Komaeda sucked passionately at his tongue in a way that created all sorts of lewd and slick noises that went straight to Hinata's dick. He must have felt it too, because next thing Hinata knew Komaeda was rolling his hips forwards, grinding into the other's crotch in a way that made both of them moan from the soft friction and pressure.

When they finally broke off the kiss, Komaeda was left panting with a little smirk on his face. His cheeks flushed a soft red as his eyes slid down over Hinata's reddened lips, wandering until they fell onto his chest. Pale hands wandered to the collar of Hinata's work shirt, fingers taking hold of the fabric and beginning to undo the two buttons.

With a little bit of Hinata's chest exposed, Komaeda could finally start to see what it was he had been working so hard for. He pressed his hands against Hinata's pecs, smoothing them down across his torso until he reached the hem of the fabric. For the first time tonight, Hinata was completely focused, already raising his arms to make it easier for Komaeda to pull his shirt up and over his head.

The shirt was quickly tossed aside, left abandoned on the floor as the fabric was replaced by hands stroking over Hinata's chest.

A pleased hum could be heard as Komaeda gave his pecs a gentle squeeze. "That shirt isn't very flattering for your body, it makes you look skinny."

“Uh, thank you?”

Hinata wasn’t really sure what to do with his hands as he raised them up to rest on Komaeda’s shoulders, an action that brought out another gentle laugh from him. Removing his hands from Hinata’s chest, Komaeda placed them on top of his own, guiding them downwards past his collarbone and over his chest. Not once did Hinata’s eyes stray from his hands.

Komaeda continued to guide them down, over the subtle curve of his hips until they settled into the pale flesh of his thighs. A light pressure was applied as Hinata buried his fingers into the soft skin, squeezing slightly. This elicited a pleased sigh from Komaeda, who shifted forwards to guide Hinata’s hands to his ass.

A groan barely escaped past Hinata’s gritted teeth as his pants rubbed against his erection. He gripped the flesh tighter, spreading Komaeda’s ass cheeks as he ground his hips upwards. The sensation was overwhelmingly good, sending shocks of pleasure down Hinata’s spine and making his head spin with need .

Those slender fingers returned to Hinata’s chest, brushing over his nipple before taking it between two fingers and squeezing gently. This pulled another moan from Hinata’s throat, and he thrust his hips up again.

“You’re awfully sensitive.” A tighter pinch had Hinata letting out a high squeak, which made him flush bright red in embarrassment. “I know I’m the one wearing a skirt, but if anything you’re more like a girl than I am.”

Hinata resented the way Komaeda’s teasing seemed to go straight to his dick. He pushed his hips forward again, repeating the motion in order to get more friction on his unbearably hard cock. Another rush of pleasure shot through his veins, making Hinata shudder and moan.

In order to silence the awful comments that were shortening his patience in more ways than one, Hinata leaned upwards and pulled at Komaeda’s bottom lip with his teeth. This seemed to get the point across, as Komaeda stopped teasing at his nipples and kissed Hinata deeply, open mouthed and messy.

No teases of tongue, the kiss instantly descended into something filthy and desperate. Teeth clacked against each other painfully as both boys tried to taste as much of one another as they could, the bitter taste of coffee still lingering on Hinata’s tongue.

Hinata’s eyes fluttered closed as he drank in the sensation of Komaeda licking into his mouth and grinding against his crotch. With each breathy moan from the boy above him, he could feel a heat tightening more and more in his lower gut. He moaned against Komaeda’s tongue, gripping his ass tighter and he began to shake slightly with the need for release.

“Wait wait wait.” The boy above him suddenly pulled away, leaving a long string of saliva that broke in the air. He stilled the movements of his hips and spread his palm against Hinata’s chest, “You’re way too worked up. I know you’re a Reserve Course and everything, but surely you’re not going to cum in your pants before we’ve even started?”

There was an annoyed look on Komaeda’s face, one beyond the cocky teasing, like he was genuinely upset by the reaction he had drawn from Hinata.

Hinata’s brow furrowed. “What does being from the Reserve course have to do with anything?”

With a soft little “Hmph,” Komaeda shifted forward and lifted some of his weight off Hinata’s lap. He reached into the pocket of his blazer, pulling the bottle of lube he’d acquired earlier out before shedding the garment and dropping it onto the floor where Hinata’s shirt had landed previously.

Holding the lube in one hand, he began to undo the buttons on his cardigan. Hinata watched closely, focusing on Komaeda’s careful fingers instead of his painful erection in hopes of getting his heart to calm down. Once he’d undone the buttons, Komaeda removed his cardigan, leaving him in a well ironed long-sleeved dress shirt that was rather loose in the chest area.

“U-Um… I’m a little uh…” Hinata’s eyes followed the movements of Komaeda’s hands as the boy uncapped the bottle and drizzled some of the clear liquid onto his fingers.

A rather sadistic laugh echoed off the walls of the room as Komaeda cackled loudly. “You’re so precious Hinata-kun! Don’t worry, I’ll take care of everything. Unless you would like to help?”

“Uh, yeah, sure,” Blinking away the confusion, Hinata stared up at Komaeda expectantly, “Just tell me what to do.”

The lid snapped shut and the bottle was placed onto the table next to them. Komaeda brought his fingers behind his back with a flirty smirk. “Well then, could you please move my panties out of the way?”

With a nod, Hinata slowly brought his fingers forward, hooking one around the lacy thong before tugging it out of the crevice of Komaeda’s ass. He tried to ignore the burning in his face as he tugged the cheeks apart a little, giving Komaeda better access as he brought his fingers to his hole.

There was a pause of silence, before Komaeda let out a rather gentle sigh, relaxing his whole body. He then pushed two fingers into himself with relative ease, having already been there numerous times this week. Entranced, Hinata watched Komaeda’s expression soften as he adjusted to the feeling of having something inside him.

It didn’t take long for him to begin moving his fingers, slowly thrusting them inside himself and drawing them back out again. He scissored the digits apart, stretching the tight muscle and ignoring the slight burn.

Unsure of what to do, Hinata settled for observing every little reaction on Komaeda’s face. The gentle bites of his bottom lip, the soft gasps that came whenever he pushed further than he expected to, the dusting of blush on his cheeks. He couldn’t get enough, it was simply so erotic to watch and only made him more excited for the final act.

Noticing Hinata’s interest, Komaeda placed his free hand over Hinata’s right, pulling him closer. He pulled his fingers out of his hole before rubbing some of the lube off onto Hinata’s index and middle finger. The guideless letters floating in Hinata’s mind finally spelled out an answer, he wants me to finger him .

Swallowing down the lump in his throat, Hinata nodded and rubbed his fingers against Komaeda’s entrance. He tried his best to go slow so as to not hurt him, but his fingers easily squeezed in, much to Komaeda’s delight.

All Hinata could process was how warm it was inside another person. He moved his fingers experimentally, rubbing at the soft walls with a childish feeling of intrigue.

“Doesn’t it feel nice?” As soon as Komaeda said that, he clamped down against Hinata’s fingers, drawing a gasp from him. “Think about how good it will feel to be inside an Ultimate. Wouldn't you like that, Hinata-kun?"

Hinata did allow the thought to pass through his mind, being buried balls deep within that soft warmth, the friction as Komaeda squeezed down around him. To answer Komaeda’s question, Hinata pushed his fingers deeper, eliciting a gasp from the other.

“You know… you never did tell me your Ultimate talent?” Lowering his voice, Hinata tried to sound like he had a better grip on the situation than he actually did.

Komaeda fluttered his eyelashes innocently, Hinata couldn’t tell if it was intended or not. “Ah, I never did, did I? It’s a rather boring and worthless talent, but a talent nonetheless.”

Ignoring the seething little rage that burned in his chest at hearing Komaeda say a talent was ‘worthless’, Hinata withdrew his fingers. “So, what is it then?”

There was a soft hum of appreciation from Komaeda, and he slid off the other’s lap. “I won the lottery for my year, I am the 77th’s Ultimate Lucky Student.”

“Seriously?!” Hinata had to keep himself from gasping in excitement, his obsession with talent coming close to overriding all horny thoughts from the moment prior. That’s so--!”

“Lucky?” As he planted his feet on the floor and stood up, Komaeda couldn’t help but insert the snarky comment.

Pursing his lips, Hinata watched as Komaeda leant down and brought his hands to Hinata’s belt. “Cool... I was going to say cool.”

Another soft hum left the other boy as he unclasped Hinata’s belt. That was enough to bring Hinata’s thoughts away from Komaeda’s talent and back to how hard he was. Komaeda undid the button and fly of Hinata's work pants, the other helped by lifting his hips and shucking them down slightly, exposing part of his ass to the uncomfortably cool metal of the chair.

Reaching into Hinata’s boxers, Komaeda wrapped his fingers around the length before pulling it out from beneath Hinata’s sakura printed boxers. Both the relief of being freed from the tight fabric and the sensation of being touched by a hand that wasn't his own were overwhelming, and Hinata practically stopped breathing right then and there.

“Wow, you’re bigger than I expected a Reserve to be.” Giggling at Hinata’s reaction, Komaeda gave his cock a gentle stroke downwards in order to expose the flushed head.

Hinata blinked hard, processing just how stupid that comment was. “I still don’t understand why you think talent and dick size have any correlation.”

Shrugging his shoulders, Komaeda began to slowly jerk Hinata, spreading precum across the shaft whilst bringing his other hand to his breast pocket. There was a loud moan of relief from Hinata, and he allowed his eyes to fall on Komaeda’s hand, his brain dismissing his incredulity.

Withdrawing a shiny packet from his breast pocket, Komaeda brought it to his mouth before tearing it open with his teeth. Using one hand, he pulled a translucent green condom from the packet, allowing the litter to fall to the floor.

He removed his hand from Hinata’s dick, drawing a whine of impatience from the boy that amused him greatly. He brought the condom to the head, pinching the tip as he began to slowly unroll the latex down to fit snugly around his cock. When he looked up again, Hintata was biting his lip and watching with bated breath.

“Adjust it if it’s uncomfortable, otherwise it’ll probably end up tearing.” Straightening himself back up, Komaeda placed his hands on his hips with a soft sigh.

With a gentle nod, Hinata brought his hand down to adjust the condom. It was an incredibly foreign sensation, but necessary, at least this time.

Komaeda slid his hands down his hips, then under his skirt and back up again, giving Hinata a glimpse of the lacy pink panties hidden beneath. He hooked his thumbs around the waistband, and pulled them down to the floor before stepping out of them.

Flashing a flirty smirk, Komaeda wrapped his hand around Hinata’s erection, drawing a surprised yelp from him. He swung a leg over Hinata’s waist, beginning to mount him once again. Angling Hinata’s cock, he attempted to bring it to his prepared entrance. He seemed to be struggling to find it, and bending his arm back was beginning to hurt. Seeing his difficulty, Hinata placed his hand over Komaeda’s and helped him line it up with his hole. With a satisfied exhale, Komaeda placed his hands on Hinata’s shoulders and began to slowly sink down.

Nothing could have prepared Hinata for the sheer heat that engulfed his cock. It felt so much better than his hand ever could, even more so than having his fingers inside Komaeda did. It seemed that Komaeda was enjoying it too, because his eyes were squeezed tightly shut and mouth open wide in surprise.

“Oh shit .” Hinata gasped as Komaeda lowered himself completely, taking the entirety of his length with one movement. He gripped at those skinny hips, desperately seeking something to put him in a little control and his brain succumbed to ecstasy.

"Haha!" Giggling to himself, Komaeda slowly drew his hips back up. "You really are a virgin, aren't you Hinata-kun?"

It felt as though Hinata's face were on fire, "I-I already told you that!"

Bony hands fingers dug into Hinata’s shoulders as Komaeda dropped back down again, forcing Hinata to bite his lip so as to not let out another embarrassing sound. Slow drags up and down, plunging Hinata back into that tight heaven of friction and ecstasy. He allowed his head to tilt back, letting out a gentle sigh as Komaeda set a slow yet pleasurable pace. The kind of pace that set the mood, eased him into it, left both of them craving more. When his eyelids inevitably flickered shut, Hinata felt as though he were floating. The humidity was getting to him, along with those sickly wet sounds and heavy breathing warm on his skin. The warm weight of Komaeda’s body pressing against his made it all too easy to take whatever he was offering, to forget all of that assholeish shit he said and did in the past week.

The need winding around his gut was pulling tighter and tighter, his hips beginning to move up to meet Komaeda’s. He wanted more, if he was going to cum he needed more than just this. Hinata’s eyes flittered open, and he glanced down to his hands. Komaeda’s pleated brown skirt rested just beneath his fingertips, material all bunched up at the sides with a little bulge tenting it at the front. He couldn’t resist the urge to slide his right hands down Komaeda’s pelvis, carefully dragging his fingers over the bulge until he reached the tip.

“A-Ah!”

Startling, Komaeda almost jumped right off Hinata’s lap. His breathing was heavy and wheezy, lungs quietly rattling as he tried to catch his breath. The pale skin of Komaeda's face had flushed to a bright pink, he looked like he was going to throw up.

"Hey, wait…" Hinata murmured, tipping his head back up. "You don't look too hot."

There was a soft chuckle, followed by Komaeda clasping a hand over his mouth as he broke into a coughing fit. He dug his left hand tightly into Hinata's shoulder, stabilising himself as his body shook.

"Have you finally come to your senses, Hinata-kun? Though, can you really be that picky?" He croaked out, giggling between coughs. "You are a Reserve Course student, after all."

Sitting up, Hinata grabbed hold of Komaeda's waist again. "Hey! No no I'm not talking about that. You were sick the other day, weren't you?"

"Ah, I've had a cold that has been rather difficult to shake." Sheepishly, Komaeda averted his gaze to the floor. "Are you worried about catching it? I'm sure it's not something viral."

"I'm not worried about that, I'm worried about you going into respiratory failure!"

Komaeda laughed dryly, an almost bitter sound. "It is always a possibility! Trust in my luck to kill me the second I get a good thing."

Confused, Hinata blinked a few times. "Do you want to stop?"

"Do I want to stop…?"

Komaeda paused, repositioning himself in Hinata's lap as he considered his next move. He didn't want to stop; he was so glad to be finally here, to be doing this. Something so dangerous and taboo, and with a student who was not only beneath him, but a complete stranger.

The exact kind of scenario in which his luck could be completely unpredictable. The nervous feeling bubbling in his chest caused a creepy smile to twitch at the corners of his mouth.

"Not at all!" He chirped.

The cheery tone only furthered the furrow in Hinata's brow. "Seriously, you look like you're about to pass out, let me-"

"Don't get all soft on me now, Hinata-kun. I don't need lowly Reserve Course students worrying about my health."

Hinata blinked hard, recalling what Komaeda had said to him the day he'd discovered his dirty secret. The scowl on Komaeda's face as he glared up at him, the blood dripping down his lips, only to spatter against the concrete.

Komaeda didn't need sympathy. Komaeda didn't want sympathy.

His hands slid under the other's boy's thighs, gripping tightly and pulling him closer. Before Komaeda could understand what was happening, Hinata rose to his feet, picking up Komaeda with him and causing the other to gasp in surprise. He wrapped his legs tightly around Hinata's torso, fearing that he may be dropped.

Hinata pushed him down into the table, forcing him forward until his back was flush against the cold plastic. A can of drink was knocked over in their wake, and Komaeda did not neglect to notice the open manga and discarded plastic wrappers by his head.

Messy…

"Oh? Getting rough with a Main Course student are we?" Komaeda giggled, setting himself off into another series of coughs and barks.

"You were taking too long, it's my turn now."

Hinata slammed his hands down beside Komaeda's head and thrust his hips forward, pressing himself deep into the other boy. Blunt nails scraped against the plastic as Komaeda wheezed, his legs strangling around Hinata's waist.

"You really love this power dynamic thing, don't you? Did you seek me out specifically because you wanted to be fucked by somebody inferior to you?" Digging his nails into Komaeda's skin, Hinata moved with reckless abandon. "You're disgusting, Main Course students really are all the same."

It made Hinata seethe with an unbearable anger. He had never felt this pissed in his life, wound up so tightly that all he wanted to do was hit Komaeda until that stupid smile fell right off his face. But he couldn't deny just how good it felt, being put in his place by a girl dressed in her school uniform, the irrefutable proof that she was better than him.

But Komaeda was not a girl. No matter how feminine he looked, his hips were narrow and chest flat. His skirt had ridden up, exposing his cock that was bouncing against his stomach as Hinata fucked him, having slipped out of his lingerie quite some time ago. His little raspy moans and gasps sounded pretty girlish, though, and that was enough for Hinata.

“A-Ah you’re… hah! Come on you can do a little better than— f-fuck!”

Unable to resist the urge, Komaeda kept taunting him. Hinata was endlessly unamused by this, resorting to tilting his hips in order to get closer to Komaeda's prostate.

At least, that's what he was hoping. It was up, right?

A lucky guess, he supposed, and Komaeda was broken into whimpers. He scrabbled for the edges of the table, gripping tightly as it creaked beneath him.

It was overwhelming, the pleasure and excitement becoming too much for Komaeda. It felt like he was going insane, being rocked into so hard it was almost painful. The little giggles he made amongst the moans and whimpers were involuntary, but with every passing second he felt higher and higher. Closer and closer to reaching something amazing.

Is this what hope feels like?

It was a stupid thing to wonder.

Hinata himself felt as though he were melting, brain fuzzy with anger and arousal. He could hear his heartbeat pounding in his ears as he panted, exhaustion beginning to catch up on him even though he was oh so close.

He leaned in close, burning his face in Komaeda's neck as he panted. The movements of his hips were beginning to stutter and slow, he was failing.

"Please…" Komaeda whined, wrapping his arms tightly around Hinata's neck. "Please please come on even a useless Reserve like you should be able to finish me off!"

"Sh-shut up."

The growl came out harsher than Hinata had expected. To apologise, he grabbed ahold of Komaeda's face with his left hand, kissing him firmly on the lips as he attempted to move faster. Komaeda eagerly licked into his mouth in gratitude.

Hinata was unable to hold down all of his sweet moans and pants when Komaeda was tonguing his gums like some kind of puppy. He groaned into the other boy's mouth.

How is he enjoying this so much? Surely it can't feel that good down there…

He creeped his other hand down to Komaeda's skirt, sliding his hand beneath it and carefully wrapping his fingers around his cock. His dick was practically drooling with precum, wet enough that he probably could have been mistaken for a girl. Komaeda's eyes widened in trepidation, and he pulled away from the kiss as Hinata stroked his hand down the shaft.

The word didn't even make it past Komaeda's lips, all he could do was mouth "Faster."

Thus Hinata obliged, allowing his hand to glide faster with the slickness of Komaeda’s skin. It felt incredibly awkward, moving his hips desperately whilst jerking his lover at a much faster pace than he could synchronise with, not to mention just how sloppy and pathetic their kisses were becoming with each passing second. At this point they were just pressing their lips against one other’s and licking.

At least Komaeda wasn’t hypocritical enough to make fun of him for his technique.

Komaeda’s thighs were tensing, and his hips were lifting from the table. He was whimpering like a dog in heat, barely breathing little pleads and begs. He was clearly so close, and Hinata could feel his own release creeping through his guts too.

He broke off whatever semblance of a kiss they were still doing pressed his left hand against the table, using it as a support as he practically jackhammered Komaeda’s ass.

The room was filled with the sound of skin slapping against skin, panting and moaning, as well as the squeaking of the table beneath their weight. Komaeda suddenly yelled out, digging his nails harshly into Hinata’s back as his hips thrust up to meet his hand.

His voice broke as he came, white stripes of cum painting his dress shirt as Hinata stroked him through his orgasm. Komaeda was shaking beneath his touch, breaths laboured and wheezy.

A rivulet of sweat rolled down Hinata’s forehead. He kept thrusting his hips, unconcerned with overstimulating the boy beneath him. He was just so close, he could feel it rising in his chest. Just a little more, just a little more and--

“Hinata-kun!”

There was a loud crack, followed by the sound of metal scraping against itself, and suddenly they were both falling to the floor.

Hinata grabbed a tight hold of Komaeda, gasping when they both landed on the cold linoleum. It all happened so fast. With so much adrenaline pumping through his veins, Hinata didn't even notice he had squeezed his eyes shut at some point.

Slowly opening them again, the first thing he did was look at Komaeda. The boy’s grey eyes were open wide in shock, face still flushed red and lips swollen from their activities, but he seemed mostly unharmed.

He pulled out of Komaeda, dick still aching with a need left unfulfilled as he crawled off of him. Komaeda also sat himself up, dusting off his shirt dramatically as though he hadn't cum all over it moments before.

“Hey… are you okay?”

Komaeda’s only response was to look at Hinata with those wide eyes, then to stare straight past him. A few seconds later he was giggling, soon breaking into a fit of raucous laughter.

Confused, Hinata turned around to look behind himself, eyeing the folding table in a crumpled heap on the floor.

He couldn't believe it.

They’d broken the table. They’d broken the fucking table, he’d been blue-balled by a fucking table, and Komaeda was sitting there laughing like it was the funniest thing he’d ever seen.

[literaphobe]

just wanted to say that u don’t have to be sorry for not posting more of wykm bc of essays and exams and stuff like u do have a life outside of fanfiction lmao. anyways hope they go well! and i am looking forward to the next chapter but no rush

thank u! also as it turns out uh. my teacher told me because of my adhd access requirements even tho he gave everyone 24 hours to do the exam he’s still giving me the extra time of 6 HOURS and i get to submit my exam by 6pm tomorrow instead of 12pm tomorrow...... and bro its so stupid but its almost 12am and i haven’t done a thing except open the exam (i did that at 11pm. smh) and check my school email which thankfully meant i saw his email telling me i have extra time :) so i’m gonna!! set my alarm to 9am and then wake up and do it!!!!!!! hopefully i don’t mess it up. also i checked and my two other exams are p far away which means i am definitely free and relaxed enough to write ch9 and post ch8 this week :) i really like ch8 (i mean. i say that about every chapter dhfsjhsj but) so i’m looking forward to posting it really and ch9 has a scene that i’m SUPER excited to write. see u all soon!! i mean re breakup fic posting i’m not going anywhere because i am. terminally online </3

[knightofameris]

—𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬—

◦ 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑑𝑢𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 ◦ 𝑠𝑜𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙 𝑚𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝𝑠! ◦ 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑠! ◦ 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑚𝑒! ◦ 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘𝑠!! (𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑡𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠!)

𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑠' 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒: blacklist “ameris 500 celebration!” if you don’t want to see any of my posts about this celebration! also if this flops i will cry. jk i won’t but it’ll definitely take a hit on my heart u__u (and if it does flop, you didn’t see this post)

—𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍—

Ahhhh! I’m so amazed that I got to 500 followers despite the fact that I barely?? Post?? And sometimes I just talk about random shit but even then, I still appreciate all of you guys so much? I have a few options on what I have to celebrate and I am so excited heheh. But before I get started I just,,, Have a few more things I’d like to talk about (cus I like to talk LOL). Feel free to skip though!! 

content continued below the cut!! (warning; introduction is long because I just have a lot of thoughts I want to share LOL. seriously, feel free to just skip) 

I know that I only really started posting Haikyuu!! around my 300 mark, and I feel like the people after my 300 mark are the one’s who are active because of how much I come onto tumblr and then disappear. 

If you don’t know this, I’ve actually been writing on Tumblr since 2015/2016. I’ve just changed blogs so many times that it’s like, hey, this is my new blog. Or like, I would write for a few months, disappear, come back but then everyone who followed me was dead so I was like eh I’ll just start again or whatever. And I think this makes me very very soft because out of all the communities I’ve been in, I’ve truly felt more welcome/at home even?? With everyone in Haikyuu? Like yeah there’s shit that goes down every few days or whatever but it’s always so fun to see people interact with each other and though I was hesitant at first (because before this the only writer I’ve ever interacted with was Scout for marvel oop) I’m really glad I reached out to a few of y’all and vice versa. 

But despite that, Marvel will always hold a place in my heart and to everyone who followed me from my Marvel days, thank you for supporting me way back when. And even to my Narnia days (AHAHAHA). I don’t think I would’ve continued writing on tumblr without your guys’ support. I know that younger me appreciated you all for reading those old works (even if I hate my old writing now). 

And to everyone now, thank you for sending in asks or commenting on my works. I actually think I would’ve disappeared by this time from this blog if you guys didn’t interact. I’m not saying I’m writing for the follows or the notes, if that makes sense. But it’s more like, I feel less of a robot that people expect to churn out works. Idk, it makes me feel like a person? And it just gives me a lot more serotnin than you might think!! 

One last thing though, it’s not me saying I expect you guys to always read my work and always comment. It’s more so, I’d actually rather have you guys comment or whatever because you want to and you want to read it. Like on one hand yes it does make me feel appreciated but I also don’t want you to feel obligated or feel guilty of you don’t read my things. No matter what, I will always be writing. It definitely does feel nice tho LOL 

I promise in the future, if I ever do intros they won’t be this long lol. 

Phew. Anyway. 

For this celebration, this is only for Haikyuu!!

—𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐒—

I love love love self ships SO much. So I want to hear about your guys’ self ships! 

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬

this will only be open from 12am september 23 — 11:59pm september 25 PST 

any requests received before or after will be deleted (may be extended depending on how many requests I get!)

do keep in mind that i’m starting classes soon so it will take me some time to get through this.

send it in through asks or submissions! 

send in as many asks as you’d like

if you use an emoji to show who you are, include it on all asks :3c

nothing nsfw for this, thanks!

since this is a follower celebration,,, i do have to ask that you be following me! honestly, i won’t check if you are, thats too much work on my part but it would mean a lot if you’re following me to participate in this celebration! ); 

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐨 [example]

i will be creating two instagram posts with one of them having a comment section (3-4 screenshots)

i might also include a screenshot of your profile and/or your s/o if I can put in more pictures!

chats with your s/o ( heheh (; ) (1-2 screenshots)

chats with your s/o’s team! (1-2 screenshots) (this will possibly be with the entire team or just a select few)

take a look at the example as that’s what i’ve done for a friend of mine!!

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐨

send in 1-2 headcanons about you and your s/o

send in a little bit about your personality!!

your pronouns! and a name you’d like to go by!

give me your instagram handle! (not your real one, but what it would be within haikyuu) otherwise, i’ll make a random one based off your name!

what are your ~aesthetics~ 

what phone nickname would u have for your s/o (or any other people on the team) so it can be more personalized! or if ur like me where everyone is just their name besides a select few

do u have particular texting habits?

what’s your favorite animal? this is what I will be putting as your profile picture! alternatively if you submit all of this through my submissions and give me a piccrew, I will use that!

you could give me the most BASIC description, you don’t need to do all of these points, and i’d be fine with that. It’s up to you how much you want this to be personalized <3

(also this one’s not necessary, it’ll just be more ~fun~ but lmk if u wanna be a manager of the team! or if u have ur own little AU so u might have other certain details u want to throw in. otherwise i’m gonna make it a sorta free for all lol)

𝑒𝑥𝑎𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒: hi! my name’s ameris and i ship myself with suga! my pronouns are she/her/hers and i like to think that suga and i have a sort of childhood friends to lovers trope. i also like to think that we go stargazing at least once a month no matter what! my aesthetic is definitely space heh. i’m a little bit like suga where i’m chaos and baby! i curse a lot and i have way too many interests to count but i always like trying new things! my instagram handle would be ameris_stars (dude idk lMAO) and suga’s name in my phone would be Koushi <3 i make a lot of typos and i like using a mix of emojis and emoticons/occasional kaomojis. my favorite animal is a fox or dog!

this,,, is a lot but i’m okay with that! heheh

to protect you, I won’t publish your ask! I will make separate posts titled w/ your name + s/o + emoji (if you use your emoji). If you do it off anon, I will tag you! 

Request List!! If you don’t see your name on here, just submit it again :3c I will not be tagging for the sake of not spamming you guys lol. 

—𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔—

I would love love love to get to know you! So tell me about yourself! 

what’s your favorite color?

who’re your favorite haikyuu characters?

favorite haikyuu teams?

you got any writers you want to give a shout out to?

maybe a little self promo too?

adsfasdfasdflj i will keep bringing this up but like any,,, spice asks,,, about the haikyuu characters cus like,,, lol

horn knee asks will be tagged with: “ameris needs a drink” which honestly sounds like i need an alcoholic drink and at this point, yeah 

please be 18+ if you do send in any spicey asks!!

This can go on for as long as y’all want really, ¯\_(ツ)_/¯  I’ll just answer these like normal and spread them out too lol

—𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐌𝐄—

I have a few ask games I’ve reblogged before, so I have a few linked for you LOL 

intrusive asks 👁👄👁

~space~ asks! (this has a lot more!)

zodiac asks (just about my writing!)

writer’s asks

a little game I got from my friend which I think is absolutely so much fun

this is a version of fuck-marry-kill, but send in THREE characters (this one can be from any mix of my interests!) and I’ll choose which one I’d rather have a fanfic trope with: 

“enemies-to-lovers” 

“childhood friends-to-lovers” 

and “fake dating”

would definitely prefer haikyuu characters

but doing a mix and match from all my interests is a lotta fun

things i used to or am currently into: haikyuu, marvel, bnha, demon slayer, rwby, sailor moon, voltron, dc, overwatch, tales of vesperia, legend of zelda, bungo stray dogs, narnia (lmao), one piece, uhm, i’ll add more if i can think of more, tbh u can even just say random characters and i’ll just google them 

As always though, feel free to ask me any other questions!!

this will also go on for as long as whenever, i’ll probably spread out this one! 

—𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐒—

AH. It was lookin a little long so here’s the link to the post :3c (will edit post later!!! when I come back from my exam!!!)

to those who got to the end, omg i’m sorry. i talk so much. but thank you for your support and just getting through this block of words hakdfhkasf

[lilhwahwa]

ATEEZ Reaction/Mini scenario: S/O falling asleep on the couch waiting for them.

REQUESTED 

a/n yo I’ve been sick, 5  assignments to finished, 3 tests. Sorry for the delays. and for this being shit 

(this post is made from my personal opinions and may not be match to the real life feelings of the requested artist)

Hongjoong

It happened just a mere second after your eyes gave up as you fell into dreamland, right there on your couch, snacks all made up in front of you on your coffee table. When Hongjoong finally came home, three hours later than he expected, he was met with a sight that made his world stop for a moment. He wasn’t sure wether to feel all giddy inside from you being so cute or guilty because he was late to your movie night.

Your breathing told him you weren’t in deep sleep yet, but it was already getting later and he didn’t want to wake you up, so he went and cleaned up, letting you rest before coming back and waking you up with some kisses and gentle strokes to your cheek, an apologetic look on his face. 

“Let’s go to bed” he’d whisper softly. 

Seonghwa

He wasn’t sure when he was coming back so he didn’t promise anything, you assumed it would be late and got permission from the staffs to enter the guys’ dorm to cook something nice for them, most importantly your boyfriend Seonghwa, who had been kept busy with fan meetings and performances everyday. “Late”, was later than you thought as you sat on the couch, the slight scent of the kimchi stew and grilled meat faint, but there to remind you that it existed. 

When the boys came home, Seonghwa entering last as he was on his phone trying to text you good night, he was shocked to hear gasps around him and the boys suddenly all energetic calling out to him to tell him you were there, but kind of, asleep. He wouldn’t have the heart to wake you up, but he wouldn’t leave you either, so he’d somehow compromise himself to fit with you on the couch, grabbing a blanket. You'd shift slightly into him and his chest as he’d press a soft kiss to the top of your head.

Yunho

This whole week was filled with exams, it had put you through your maximum as the hours of sleep disappeared faster and faster, at this point you only had five hours of sleep, every two days. 

After school though you had decided to buy some snacks and bring them to Yunho’s practise room, the staff advised you to wait in a separate room to “not distract him”, you obliged and went into a small and empty practise room, the first thing you had spotted, a couch, the brown material was so inviting and you couldn’t reject the idea of just sitting down on it, or maybe lying down, but only until Yunho was done. Time flew and you found yourself drifting off to sleep. When Yunho was finally told you were there, he rushed to greet you, only to find you gently breathing with your mouth opened and eyes closed. He, like the others, didn’t have the heart to wake you up, picking you up bridal style and carring you to the dorms, where he put you down on his bed and carefully observed you like a treasure, before falling asleep happily with you beside him.

Yeosang

It was your first anniversary, Yeosang was going to be back from abroad just in time and decided that it would be perfect to celebrate your anniversary and his home coming. You cooked up his favourite foods, making sure to set the table in the kitchen nicely and put a lighter to light some candles later, setting a romantic mood. You finished cooking and cleaning faster than you planned and decided a nap wouldn’t hurt as you went into your living to watch some random movie playing. What you didn't expect was your eyelids to become heavy as the warm scent of food and TV-background calmed you down until you fell asleep, on the couch. 

On the other side Yeosang was panicking, his flight was delayed and he would come home even later, his phone wouldn’t allow him to call without wifi and he felt like his day was ruined, and he was about to ruin yours too. When he finally arrived home, at 2 am, his heart was bleeding from guilt, which didn’t get better when he saw the food and you, his love, sleeping on the couch probably asleep as you waited for him so late. He sat on his knees beside your head on the floor and admired you, whispering about how sorry he was and caressing your head before going to put the food in the fridge for tomorrow’s day. 

San

(I already have something similar for San so I switched this one up a lil, you can find it here)

Of course San felt bad, he couldn’t see you this whole week, as you finally sat together in your bed watching a cartoon, you could help but to fall asleep. You were on San’s chest, his scent and warmth lulled you to sleep, his heart beating calmly as your matched his. He couldn’t miss this opportunity though, the goofy San jumped out and went to unlock his phone going into the snow app. 

You had never let San take pictures of you a lot, and his phone was kind of girlfriend material empty. He put on different filters and started shoving the camera in your face to snap pictures, in that process somewhere, he really had time to look a you, to have time to observe you, to be with you. His heart was warm and at home as he pushed you harder into his chest, hugging you like a pillow. 

Mingi

You had popped some popcorn and made your bed comfortable as you waited for your boyfriend, who you knew would be tired and needed time to relax after this busy week, so what better than a movie and popcorn on his free day off? Well the company had called him in to record a few lines, but it took more time than he expected.

What was supposed to happen at 6pm, turned more into 12am as you sat on your bed, on your phone. You knew he’d gone in to record but no more updates  ever made their way to your screen. You were getting both frustrated and worried. 

You finally had enough and let the sleep take over you as the movie you were supposed to watch played in the background. When Mingi finally came home, rushing to find you and finding you asleep on the fluffy bed, a bowl of popcorn on his side of the bed he felt guilt flood over him. He was too embarrassed to wake you up and apologize, also worried that you were tired. Next morning he made sure to try cook you a breakfast.

Wooyoung

The sun made its way back into the bed below the horizon, yet you were nowhere close to yours. Over the last few hours you had gotten your apartment ready before your boyfriend came over, cleaning and ordering pizza takeout. You hadn’t seen each other all week and he promised to spend some quality time with you, only he was actually late, the hard working man was kept in the practise room without clocks for a reason, if he didn’t know the time, he’d never stop, good for work, bad for him, and you. 

When finally the company was closing for night, did he realise his mistake of forgetting time. His phone was on silent mode the whole time too, missing the dozen missed texts and calls from you. He cursed himself out, knowing at this hour you’d be sleeping. Which you were, on the couch, curled into a ball as the pizza sat untouched in front of you on the coffee table. When he came back with flowers in his arms as an apology only to see you asleep, he'd get very upset and sad at himself, not only was he busy this whole week and not met you once, he missed the evening you had prepared for you and him. He carried you too bed, surprisingly not waking you up during the process. The next morning he’d try to cook breakfast, like Mingi. (he gave up and you ate leftover pizza btw)

Jongho

Jongho was beyond angry. The tone of his voice didn’t match the song, he got cursed out by the manager and he lost his sunglasses. (lol that’s random) He called you to warn you that he’d be home late and not to wake up for him, the minute he started talking you knew something had happened, but asking him right now, would only make him snap at you, which you didn’t want. 

“Just come home when you can” you said softly as he hung up. You wanted to lighten the mood by making some small treats for him to eat to get his frustrations out ApPLe pie.

But his arrival was more delayed than you had planned, the kitchen didn’t take away your boredom for too long as it came back and made you watch a movie, on the couch, where of course you fell asleep. 

When Jongho came back, the leftover anger still radiation off him, disappeared as he watched you sleep, the apartment smelled sweet and comfortable, he was finally able to relax, smiling to himself at the thought of being loved enough for someone to do this for him. Next morning when you woke up, you had a sweet breakfast together ;). (eating nothing more)

[eliscroft]

[ joe keery, cis male, he/him ] have you seen ( ELI CROFT ) hanging around? the ( TWENTY-FIVE ) year old often hangs around ( THE WITCH'S HOUSE ) when they’re not being a ( LATE NIGHT RADIO SHOW HOST ). i’ve been told they’re ( LOYAL ) but ( SCATTERBRAINED ) and when i look at them, i see ( 80S HORROR, BUCKETS OF HALLOWEEN CANDY, BLURRY PHOTOGRAPHS OF MYSTERIOUS FIGURES IN THE WOODS ). wellcliff wouldn’t be the same without ‘em! [ sam, 23, she/her, est ]

hey there demons! *ba dum tss* i’m sam and i also write cal ( @calsmorgan​​ ). much like my sweetheart jock, this spooky nerd is one of my favorite muses ever, and i hope you love him as much as i do! please feel free to message me if you would like to plot!

TWS: medication, bullying, drug mention

STATS

FULL NAME: elvin tupelo croft

NICKNAMES: el, eli, et, spooky guy

GENDER + PRONOUNS: cis male + he / him

DOB + AGE: october 31st, 1994 + twenty - five

ZODIAC: scorpio

HOMETOWN: salem, massachusetts

OCCUPATION: host of the graveyard shift, a radio program airing every weeknight in wellcliff from 12am to 5am.

FUN FACTS: fluent in icelandic, has two mexican redknee tarantulas named freddy and jason, and has a HUGE sweet tooth.

 HISTORY

elvin tupelo “eli” croft was born in salem, massachusetts ( yes, really ) on halloween day ( yes, really ). he's an only child and his father is the district attorney for essex county, massachusetts while his mother owns a small local business that sells witchcraft supplies such as crystals, herbs, grimoires, and more. interesting fact: she’s the descendant of an accused witch, meaning that eli is as well.

as it turns out, beneath the surface of the few tourist attractions that it has to offer, salem has a small town, stuck in the past vibe. it’s the sort of place where everyone knows everyone all their lives because no one ever leaves and no one ever moves in. he grew up in this atypical environment, living in the same house all his life and only ever leaving to visit his grandparents in boston.

he was five years old when he saw his first horror movie ( an apathetic teenage babysitter let him stay up long past his bedtime to watch nightmare on elm street ) and from that moment on he was HOOKED.

when he started school, two things about him became apparent : 1) he was highly intelligent and 2) he struggled greatly with tasks such as sitting still and staying focused. he was tested ( a few times, much to his irritation ) and it was discovered that he has a genius level iq and adhd.

he could have been one of those child prodigies who finished high school and college by the age of sixteen, BUT his parents decided that they didn’t want him to miss out on the experience of being in school with peers his own age.

HOWEVER, as the smartest kid in class with glasses and braces and an insatiable obsession with all things horror and halloween, he was picked on. mercilessly. he never had many friends, but he was content to go right home after school and spend the rest of the day reading comic books or watching horror movies or researching local urban legends and paranormal stories.

so, when he got to his senior year of high school, he was a shoe - in to be named class valedictorian ( he was ) and he was even getting ivy league offers. of course, his parents mainly his father were really pushing him to attend college and eli, genius level iq and all…didn’t want to go. he had a van ( a turquoise monstrosity painted to look like the mystery machine ) and he just wanted to drive. alas, his dad was absolutely NOT having it.

he attended harvard for both his pre law and law school studies, breezed through classes, graduated with honors at the top of his class and once he passed the bar exam there were countless job offers waiting for him. eli ignored them all and finally embarked on that road trip he had been meaning to take alongside his best friend.

they unexpectedly settled in wellcliff about a year ago after getting their hosting gig at the local radio station. ( basically, they were working as interns for some extra cash and the regular hosts called out of work at the last second, so eli and his best friend were shoved into the booth and told to think fast! ) they were a literal overnight success and so they were offered a regular hosting gig at the station.

the graveyard shift is a radio program that airs every weeknight from 12am - 5am in the wellcliff area and on apps such as iheartradio. eli hosts the show alongside his best friend and they discuss topics such as the paranormal, conspiracy theories, and all things spooky. 

PERSONALITY

a HUGE believer in the paranormal and urban legends, and one of his favorite things to do when he goes somewhere new is check out the local cemeteries and haunted locales. however, unlike his real world counterparts zak bagans and ryan bergara he’s definitely NOT a scaredy cat in fact, all his life there’s been this running joke that HE DOESN’T SEEM TO BE SCARED OF ANYTHING, and who knows? maybe he isn’t.

10/31 blaze it he’s a HUGE stoner.

he’s got jokes. stay vigilant.

he’s OBSESSED with all things horror, halloween, and 80s. he makes a lot of film references that are often so obscure that most people don’t even catch them.

he’s a lawyer! at least in the state of massachusetts. however, this is not at all common knowledge because…

most people don’t know how smart he actually is as he intentionally plays dumb and he’s really good at it. being high all the time and his natural chaotic energy is quite helpful in hiding his intelligence. he just doesn’t like to be seen as smart, so the whole once - brilliant law student thing? not common knowledge whatsoever. he tries not to mention the college he attended by name at all, but if he has to then he lies and says that he went to salem state.

btw yes, he has SO MUCH chaotic energy. he’s the kind of person who will stick a fork in his microwave just to see what would happen out of sheer boredom. he has two pet mexican redknee tarantulas named freddy and jason who he just…fucking loses track of every other day. his favorite drink is literally black coffee mixed together with a can of monster energy and 5 ( f i v e ) teaspoons of sugar. he is c h a o s. he has absolutely NO IMPULSE CONTROL whatsoever. 

even though he makes constant pop culture references about horror movies and the 80s, but outside of those areas he’s completely clueless about pop culture. like, he can recite the entire scripts of the shining and empire strikes back and ferris bueller’s day off word for word, but if someone tried to talk to him about the new post malone song or the latest marvel movie he would just stare blankly.

he has a HUGE sweet tooth. his favorite food is halloween candy and his favorite candy is black licorice disgusting i know.

he takes adderall for his adhd and he’s usually good about keeping up with it. started keeping them on his person in college because he realized that his meds were getting stolen and it’s a habit he’s held onto that doesn’t really keep his shit from getting stolen.

he’s good at…A LOT of things because he’s a really fast learner. he can play the guitar, he can draw, he did drama in high school. he just has to watch someone do something once and then he can usually immediately do it himself. this skill doesn’t extend to physical activities such as sports, however. he’s terrible at those.

he’s basically a cartoon character

WANTED CONNECTIONS

best friend from salem who travels with him * wc on the main

friends

paternal / maternal cousin ( paternal cousin’s grandparents would probably be from boston + maternal cousins grandparents would probably be from salem )

his weed dealer but they gotta have the really good shit

smoking buddies

people who don’t like him / find him annoying

has stolen his adderall

maybe someone who knows how smart he really is

romantic connections! 

these are just some base ideas and i’m definitely open to brainstorming!