#it’s quite fun and a great stress reliever lol

[neondiamond]

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[undistortedworld]

wanna keep playing disco elysium (finally taking this chance to go through the games ive had downloaded to play for AGES. no still havent continued pathologic i think i need to restart it cuz i dont for the life of me remember where i was or what i was doing lol) but also cant be bothered to just want to give up on today and go to sleep early T_T

[vidavalor]

I’m just in the middle of reading your coffee interpretation with the Metatron and it’s so good! You are so brilliant and eloquent! But now I need to know (demanding, right? Shut up Leo, she’s doing this in her free time!) what you think of Aziraphale mouthing words to Crowley just after his talk with Metatron?

It starts at 41:12 mins and it very much looks like he’s saying “we need help”. Someone also mentioned he might be gesturing a time out with his hands, and we already know that 15 minutes went missing when looking at the clock after Crowley left (so they probably did stop time at some point there)

What do you think? Have you noticed this tidbit before? (I sure didn’t) Have a great day and thanks again for doing this!

Hi @procrastiel How's it going, love? You're making me blush. Ask away-- it's a fun stress reliever to respond lol. It's a cookie night over here so help yourself.

Not that long but throwing it under a cut for politeness.

I don't hear "help" and I listened a bunch. I heard before and still hear and lip-read Aziraphale saying "you and I" in tandem with the time-out hand gesture, which I do see and agree with. He just came back from this massively iffy conversation with The Metatron, the bookshop is burned as a place to talk... there are other things to discuss and problems to deal with first before they talk about how the night's changed things for their relationship. At minimum, the gesture and the "you and I" mean "we need to take a time out on talking about us right now as there are other things happening" and it *is* that but it's also, imo, possibly Aziraphale trying to ask Crowley to freeze time.

It's "you and I-- time out", meaning that he wants Crowley to stop time so that they can talk and plan something, as they did with Adam in S1. Crowley doesn't pick up on it. He doesn't pick up on, imo, quite a few things in the scene that he absolutely would have normally so there's something off there. You know I think he came back not exactly totally present from Heaven so...

When Aziraphale left The Metatron ("go and tell your friend the good news"), the moment he's facing away from The Metatron and all the way as the camera's on him and he's walking to the bookshop, he looks distraught. Nervous. Uncertain. He's definitely not super fucking jazzed about going to Heaven and he feels trapped but he still thinks maybe he and Crowley can find a way out of it and at least he's going now from The Metatron to talk to Crowley, right? He smiles a little at entering the bookshop, seeing Crowley across the room, and kindly/politely at Maggie & Nina as they leave. When Maggie says that she's sure that they have a lot to say, Aziraphale's expression changes and the kindly/politely smile becomes a real one -- a loving, excited one-- as he's looking to where Crowley is across the bookshop.

That's because Aziraphale realizes from what Maggie said that if she and Nina were just here talking with Crowley while Aziraphale was gone and then left with that "I'm sure you two have a lot to say" comment the moment he got back, that Crowley might have just told the humans they're closest to that he was going to ask Aziraphale to marry him.

This whole thing would have been literally bats an hour ago lol and honestly still is because the threats to them aren't over (nor are they really to Gabriel & Beezlebub, I'd wager, not that anyone realizes that in this moment but lol) but none of that matters for a moment here to Aziraphale because Crowley is going to ask him to marry him.

Crowley literally cannot wait a minute before doing so and that's everything on Aziraphale's face prior to "hold that thought" and the "you and I"/time out moment. Prior to that, we just get Aziraphale smiling at Crowley with total adoration as Crowley takes his glasses off and says he's got something to say and rambles his way into trying to get closer to saying it. Throughout all of it, Aziraphale is doing his downward hands thing that says like "take a beat, not right now" but he's not upset at what he's hearing. It's the complete opposite. He actually stops the "take a beat" hands for a moment because he's too busy just smiling at Crowley and looking at him lovingly when he can't stop rambling his way towards a proposal. He's the embodiment of fondness and love for a moment there because he knows what Crowley is trying to do and because just the sheer fucking meltiness that is that literally the second Crowley thinks they might be able to-- the very first time they're speaking alone after that-- he's trying to propose. They're borderline immortal beings who have been alive for bazillions of years but if not for the, uh, rest of S2 lol, they would have been married by sundown that day and Aziraphale was all for it but also he couldn't have Crowley say this right now because, ya know, The Metatron and all that. (Ugh the fucking Metatron lol.)

So we get the "you and I" and the subtle time out hand gesture and it's his turn to ramble and this is nervous Aziraphale rather than excited Aziraphale, imo, but that's when it takes a turn for the disaster we all know too well lol and I'd also wager that what Crowley winds up saying is not exactly what he was originally going to. In a panic, Crowley does what he always does when Aziraphale gets in his Heaven feelings and begs him to run away with him, which solves nothing and tipped it all from bad to worse. I think Aziraphale also was especially angry with it because he knows that Crowley pivoted to it, knowing he'd already been rejected a bit here, and it wasn't the marriage proposal that Aziraphale thought was coming and that Crowley had actually been intending on saying prior to the whole bit about what The Metatron said.

In the long term, as brutal as this scene is, it's actually better that it went this way because if you think it's already heartbreaking now, imagine if Aziraphale hadn't gotten Crowley to stop proposing and had let him and then told him about what The Metatron said. Imagine if he'd let Crowley get beyond the ramble and the first few sentences of what he was going to say (which were probably similar to what he ended up saying before pivoting it from proposing marriage to proposing running away together) and let him ask him to marry him... at least now Crowley's never really fully said it and so they have the option of a different run of it in the future.

re: the clock... I wouldn't put a lot of stock on the big clock by Aziraphale's desk in the bookshop. Go watch the scenes in the bookshop during 1941 in The Blitz, Part 2. The clock never actually moves and no one froze time during that part of the story. I'm fairly sure it's meant to be more of an old clock that Aziraphale has for decoration more than function. If it had two different times on it in the 2.06 bookshop scene, it was probably a continuity error-- someone jostling the clock or something between takes and not remembering exactly what time it was set to or mistakenly thinking they did remember it correctly and then it just being overlooked. I think Neil Gaiman did say the clock is a production error? Don't quote me on that but it was him or Douglas McKinnon or someone... possibly. I'm pretty sure I read that somewhere. That said...

...there is something fucked up about the time on the night of the ball but I'm not sure it's frozen time. It might be. There absolutely is something there related to time because the show has a million scenes establishing the start time of the ball at 6:30pm and then it doesn't go on for that long before the demons are attacking it and Crowley winds up in Heaven but then just after when he comes back, Nina's coffee shop should have opened a half-hour ago and it's bright and sunny and breakfast time? Where did the night go? I have the feeling it's more that we're missing time than that time was frozen because some of it feels really jumpy.

The scenes where Crowley goes from leaving Muriel's desk with them and Saraquel to suddenly being in the elevator with them but now plus Michael and Uriel felt intentionally abrupt. Michael and Uriel's sudden presence in the elevator make us aware of the fact that we're missing how they got involved here, which reminds us that we're missing some time between these two scenes, which causes us to question on some level why we are and why they were shown to us in this way... and then when they arrive back at the bookshop and it's daylight, it's like, oh, uh we're missing a *lot* of time... so there's definitely something wonky about time here.

Adding to this is the choice to show us Aziraphale's conversation with The Metatron as, essentially, mini-flashbacks set a hot minute previously that are intercut into a scene in the present. It was an unusual choice for the show that usually does flashbacks as full scenes or minisodes but it could be argued it's done to set up a mirror to it in S3 where we're flashing back in time to a matter of hours prior to scenes we just saw near the end of S2. (So, we're seeing scenes from the night we're missing.) This actually would potentially maybe be kind of like S1's whole "x hours/minutes until the end of the world" recurring thing backwards, which would be kind of neat. It might imply that we see more than just Aziraphale and The Metatron's conversation but we find out more of what happened the prior night with Crowley as well, which then adds new layers into what's going on at the very end of S2. Whatever's going on, there is definitely something weird about time, I'm just not sure that clock is the most trustworthy indicator of what it is.

[egg-emperor]

how does thanksgivings go for eggman?

Eggman wakes up feeling thankful for his existence and how handsome, sexy, smart and brilliant he is- which is just what he does every single day of course. But on this day of the year, he'll often take a day off from his work (aside from constantly taking notes of ideas for plans he gets, as the inspiration and ideas are neverending!) to think about what he appreciates in life- himself, his skills and his accomplishments obviously. He treats himself extra well to all of his favorite things that make him happy all day like food, booze, reading, gaming and more, taking time to relax and enjoy himself.

He'll spend even longer than usual admiring his reflection in the mirror while he gets dressed and grooms his mustache lovingly. He tells himself how beautiful and how much of a genius he is and how he's so happy that he's in this perfect body with this gorgeous face, his wonderful big soft egg shaped belly, and such a brilliant mind inside his beautiful bald head hehe. His robots had to learn to give him some time for this self love routine after he wakes up make his breakfast so he doesn't get mad about it getting bit cold while he was busy kissing his reflection in the mirror lol

It's always nice to take the opportunity to relieve himself of the common stress and anger that comes with working hard in his plans. It's really just a self care day that he uses the holiday as an excuse for- it's what he does with every holiday. Any reason to indulge heavily in hedonism and decadence with no limits for a day, it's what his brilliant superior self deserves all the time and would have as the constant if he could! He likes telling his creations they should be thankful for him and treat him extra good today, and they can't deny his many requests to be brought the things that make him happy.

But of course this is Eggman we're talking about, so he will absolutely head out and try to cause trouble for Sonic and co at some point in the day, he never misses the chance to ruin any special event for them and he just couldn't stand not stealing the spotlight of it for even a minute! But it's more fun for him and it doesn't feel like work when he's having a blast. He comes to crash their party with a robot attack and other mischievous shenanigans and sometimes he manages to get away successfully with stealing some of their food on the way out and extra pie is always a win!

As you can see he's very great at hiding and this is how he looks when he's lying in wait before causing mischief XD

His favorite part is getting his robots to make a huge thanksgiving feast fit for the king he is all to himself with delicious turkey, ham, stuffing, potatoes, his favorites from the cookbook and of course lots of pie. He'll eat as much as possible in a sitting which is a lot with the size of his big belly and impressive capacity! He loves to drink a lot of booze and eat his weight in food and takes great advantage of the excuse to indulge to his heart's content without his robots being able to advise against it and he's so smug about it, knowing they still really wanna say it but can't for the day. >:)

He can eat stacked platefuls and it can be enough to pop the buttons of his jacket. He eats so much that he ends up feeling like a stuffed turkey himself! By the end he's stuffed silly, a bit drunk, and very satisfied. He ends up like this official LINE sticker art hehe

Such a grand feast saps his energy, it gives him the feeling of needing to hibernate like an actual bear! Drowsiness sets in quickly when he's finished eating all that warm food and when he's a bit drunk it further increases the need to pass out. He has to carry himself to his bedroom before he can fall asleep at the table, getting up and waddling away to bed while sleepy, full and quite drunk after is a challenge but it was all worth it. Once he gets nice and cozy in bed, his robots bring some tea to soothe his stomach before he slips into a food coma to sleep all that good food off 💜

[screampied]

Some questions because, meow:

1. Did u ever consider becoming a real writer outside of tumblr? And if not, why?

2. What made u write in the first place? When did u start?

3. What's the most mind-blowing thing u ever experienced since u published here on tumblr?

4. Where do u get your motivation/inspiration from?

5. Was there ever a point where u thought that u don't want to do this anymore or even regret posting here?

6. What means writing to you? Is it a hobby? Fulfilling? A stress releaser? Or did it become a routine?

And after all this self reflecting stuff, here's what I meant about Sukuna. Just imagine:

https://twitter.com/nnhalapen/status/1786093069164491202?t=Kes8fdimnlnKUikyR_-eHw&s=19

Keep it up, screamy! Love u & your content!

-👹

HIIII DEMON BABIE sry for the late reply i’m gettin my nails done omg🫦 and OMG ?? the two tongues im gonna scream

oooo yay questions hmmm let’s see

1. actually yes !! i wanted to publish a book when i was nineteen. it was more of a suspense/thriller book but i kinda chickened out :’) making a book is a huge process and i don’t think i was ready. i’d love getting back into to actual writing tho !!!

2. i started writing because it’s a big stress relief i would say !! it helps me detach from reality and calms me down. funny enough, writing angst is a lot more comforting to me than fluff. i used to write poetry too so that plays a factor, my writing classes i took growing up / perfecting my english also really motivated me to take writing a bit more serious

3. most mind blowing thing, ummm i would maybe say writing about riding sukuna’s stomach tongue lol. it was new for me and it was so 🙂‍↕️ he drives me crazyyyyy

4. i get most motivation from the music i listen to! main artists i listen to while writing (smut) would be: the weeknd, chase atlantic, jhené aiko, pnd, sade, and her

5. oh all the time LMAOOO. i have lots of writing ideas i wanna jot down one day and it’s really easy for me to lose motivation — i get bored quite quickly and my attention span is ass. i doubt my writing a lot 🧎‍♀️‍➡️but i’m just having fun at the end of the day, i gotta remind myself that hehe

6. writing to me is a stress reliever. i write whenever im pissed, happy, bored, anything! i consider it a hobby to me 💓 speaking of, i used to write songs, they were rly cheesy love songs PLS. that was in my heartbreak era omg bye

thank you for the questions though 🥹 i love you too!! have a great day babie !!

[undercovergamer]

✨Silliest Way to Relax✨

⚠️This fic focuses mainly on tickling. Do not read it if that upsets you.⚠️

Ayato introduces Itto to one of those head massager claw things and “accidentally” finds out he’s very sensitive.

This is actually the first Genshin fanfic I’ve ever written. It’s also probably my highest quality one. My crown jewel 🤌💎✨

Also I have no idea how the inside of the Kamisato Estate looks :))) I forgot, so if anything seems out of place, I’m sorry :,)

Word Count: ≈4900 (jesus actual christ- 💀 messed up the count while editing lol)

Kamisato Ayato is, naturally, a very busy man. He’d always have so much work to do, but today he had finally gotten some well-needed time off to just relax. This was at the request of a mildly worried Thoma, not wanting the clan leader to overwork himself. At first, Ayato wasn’t sure how to spend the day. But then he remembered a certain crimson oni, Arataki Itto, who had been pestering him for days about hanging out. So he decided to fulfill that request and invited him to come over.

Itto, of course, had no idea where they were exactly, but he didn’t mind since his dear friend was there with him. He wanted to have fun outdoors, but it started raining shortly after the two met up, so they had to go inside. Who knows, they could’ve caught a cold!

“Whoa… pretty fancy place here, bro!” Itto said, looking around in awe and curiosity.

“Hmm, yes, indeed. I’ll ask Thoma if he could prepare some tea for us. Do you drink tea, Itto?” Ayato replied, still a little cold from the sudden rain outside.

Itto nodded at the question, shaking himself dry and saying “Yeah, man! I- Wait, is Thoma here too?! That’s awesome! Where is he? Ooh! Maybe the three of us could hang out together?” He was full of excitement.

“I’m afraid he’s too busy for that today, but perhaps I could check in with him just in case. Please, follow me. I’ll show you the room we’ll be, er, “chilling” in, as you’d say.”

“Haha! Nice! Let’s go!”

Once the two men entered the “chill-room,” Ayato asked Itto to wait for him there while he went to change into something more comfortable, since his coat was wet.

Unfortunately, Thoma didn’t have time to hang out, but he did prepare some tea and towels for them to warm up. He didn’t get to leave before receiving a tight bear hug from Itto first, though.

After the remaining bros had finished their tea and chatted for a bit, Itto was growing quite restless. His original plan to hunt beetles together was off the table due to the sudden rain and he was getting bored. He enjoyed the chill vibes from simply co existing, but…

“So like… do you have any uh… other fun activities we could do in here?” Itto asked, fidgeting impatiently.

“Hmm, I believe so. What do you have in mind?” Ayato replied while looking around for ideas himself.

“Eh, I dunno. I thought we could like.. go for a walk outside or something, but with all this rain we’d just get cold and sick.” Itto sighed.

Ayato thought for a moment, observing Itto’s body language. “You seem a bit restless. I think I have an idea for what could calm you down.” he said, standing up.

“Pfft, what? I don’t need to calm down, I’m just kinda bored to be honest.” Itto replied as if he wasn’t bouncing with his leg.

“Maybe not, but it certainly wouldn’t hurt to try, would it?” Ayato replied with a smile, walking over to his desk to fetch a strange-looking cylinder box. Itto looked at it with curiosity in his eyes. Was it a party popper? No… Ayato opened it and pulled out… something..?

“Whoa, what’s that thing?” Itto asked in confusion. He had never really seen this item before. It looked like some kind of weapon… maybe a kitchen utensil? Some kind of metal spider thing? What the heck was that?? “It looks kinda dangerous.” he said.

Ayato chuckled at the comment and explained, “This is a head massager, it’s not dangerous at all. Just like the name suggests, you use it to gently massage your scalp. It’s great for relieving stress and just relaxing.” He used it on himself to demonstrate. “See? It’s completely safe.” He said with a warm smile.

“Whoa, no way! It looks so weird.” Itto replied, getting up to take a closer look.

“Would you like to give it a try? I highly recommend it.” Ayato tried handing it to him, but he looked at it, puzzled.

“I mean, I guess? I uh, I don’t know how to use it…” he said, scratching his head.

“No problem, I can help you. But first I think you should sit down.” Ayato went and pulled out a chair for him.

“Why? Oh, wait, it’s to like relax more or something, right?”

“Certainly. You are also quite tall which would make sitting more optimal.”

Itto laughed and sat down in the chair while Ayato put the box aside and stood behind him, head massager in hand. There was a hint of mischief in his eyes, but Itto didn’t notice that since he wasn’t facing him.

“Now, just sit still and relax. Let all your worries melt away. Are you ready?” Ayato asked calmly.

“Pff it’s just a massage, of course I’m ready! Ready to relax.” Itto replied with confidence, stretching for a moment to relax his muscles and prevent restless stimming.

“I must warn you, though. It could feel rather… strange the first time.”

“I’m ready for anything! Bring it on!”

Ayato chuckled and gave Itto a headpat for the funny before gently placing the massager on his head, trying to position it so that his horns wouldn’t be in the way. But upon making proper contact, Itto jumped a little and let out a surprised yelp.

“Oh my, are you alright?” Ayato asked, surprised at his sudden reaction.

Itto sat straight and cleared his throat before replying. “Y-Yeah! I’m fine. Just- uh, j-just felt a little strange like you said. Yeah.” But when the massager made contact again, Itto jerked away.

“Oh, do you not like it?” Ayato asked, raising an eyebrow.

Itto straightened up again and said “I-It’s fine! I just- uh, I’m just not used to the, uh... sensation, I guess?”

“Try to hold still, please. You could get hurt if you move too quickly.”

“Gotcha! I’ll be as still as a- uh… um… I’ll be as still as a tree! Yeah. Hahaha!”

Ayato smiled and began to properly massage Itto’s head with the thing, slowly moving it around with ease. But to his “surprise,” Itto wasn’t relaxed at all. He twitched as if he was struggling to sit upright, a leg quickly bouncing up and down while his hands were clenched like fists on his lap.

“Itto, you seem rather tense. Is something wrong?” Ayato asked after a few seconds, with a mischievous smirk on his face as he kept massaging. Itto seemed to have trouble responding. “Are you alright?” Ayato asked, leaning closer to try to look at the oni’s face.

Itto snickered before replying “*snrk-* y-yeah I’m f-f-fine.” He shut his eyes and bit his lip as if trying not to smile, which didn’t work. Ayato angled the massager back a little, which made Itto let out a chuckle, raising his shoulders on reflex. It was clearly difficult to sit still. Hmm, wonder why…

“You know, you don’t seem very relaxed. Are you having trouble sitting still?” Ayato smiled as he sped up the massage a little bit. Itto flinched, trying to contain himself. “*pfft* I’m p-plehenty relaxed- *mpff*” he stuttered, eyes squeezed shut and snickering at the sensations.

Ayato chuckled at his reactions. “Hold still, Itto. Isn’t it relaxing~?” he teased.

“I- mhmhm- I cahan’t- *snrk*” Itto was getting more and more giggly as time went on, but why? Hmm… what a mystery.

“Hmm.. do you want to do something else? You seem stressed.” He slowed the head massager’s movements so Itto would have an easier time answering.

“N-No, it’s fine! Really!” he said with a slight giggle.

“Are you sure?”

“Y-Yeah..! It feels nice! It’s just-…” Itto stopped himself.

“Just.. what?” Ayato asked.

“Just- uh… n-nevermind. It’s nothing.” He replied, suspiciously avoiding eye contact.

“Hmm… I get the feeling there’s something you’re not telling me.”

“W-What do you mehehEEHEahahAHA!?!”

Itto jumped and burst into laughter as he suddenly felt a pair of hands tickling his sides. Ayato had put the head massager aside so he could tickle Itto “on purpose” to prove his point. Itto squirmed away from the chair and ran a few steps before turning around, looking confused and a bit embarrassed.

“Hey! W-What was that for?!” Itto asked, still giggling a bit from the sudden attack.

“Well, you seemed to be struggling with quite the build-up of giggles. I simply felt the need to help you laugh.” Ayato said with a chuckle. Itto felt an embarrassed blush spread across his face. “The thing is, head massagers often tickle really bad the very first time you use one. If you’re ticklish, that is…” Ayato gave him a smug smile.

Itto gasped dramatically. “Waitwaitwait, so you KNEW that would happen? Why didn’t you warn me?!”

Ayato couldn’t help but laugh at his reaction. “I’m sorry, I do admit I was quite curious to see how you’d react to the massage. I actually didn’t think you’d be so ticklish.”

“Wha- me? T-Ticklish? Psh no way.” Itto tried to look serious, as if he hadn’t already revealed it.

Ayato raised an eyebrow, eyeing him up and down. “Are you sure about that?”

“Yeah! I was just uh.. surprised! Yeah. Surprised.” Itto crossed his arms and tried to act tough.

“Is that so…” Ayato crossed his arms as well and narrowed his eyes. That look sent shivers down Itto’s spine.

After some seconds of silence, the oni huffed and said “Ok- ok, fine. You got me, I’m uh… I’m ticklish. BUT!” A playful grin grew on his face. “I bet I’m not the only one!”

“Hang on, let’s not ahead of ourselves. Um.. how about a game of cards?” Ayato looked a little nervous.

“Nuh uh, I wanna know if you’re ticklish too, pal! C’mere!” Itto quickly approached the commissioner as he made a failed attempt at getting away in time. “Ha! Gotcha!” Itto laughed as he captured his friend, arms wrapped around him from behind. Ayato gasped, trying to free himself without hurting the oni. Itto held him in place with one arm and used his other hand to tickle his side. “C’mon, laugh! Tickle tickle tickle~!” he teased, smiling brightly.

“Ah, Itto, y-you’re mistaken.” Ayato said, trying to keep his posture straight.

“Why aren’t you laughing? Come on!” Itto tried to tickle his ribs instead.

Ayato chuckled lightly. “Itto, I’m not ticklish!”

“WHAT?! No way, I don’t believe you!” Itto started to tickle with both hands instead, but to his surprise Ayato still barely reacted, simply smiling softly. Itto let go and stopped tickling once he realized it wasn’t working.

“That’s so unfair!” He whined. Ayato turned to him with a mischievous look on his face. Upon making eye contact, Itto’s face went from frustration to wide eyed concern as he somehow knew what that sly man was up to.

“You know, I think I have another idea of a “fun activity” we could do.” Ayato said with a menacing smile, slowly approaching the oni as he became nervous and backed up.

“Aha, uh, bro, A-Ayato, w-wahait! W-We can talk about thihis! I- I- uh-” Oh, he was right. He knew exactly what Ayato was planning.

“What’s wrong? I thought you said you were bored earlier?”

“M-Maybe it stopped raining! W-We could, uh- g-go outside instead! R-Right??”

Itto soon realized there was a wall behind him, quickly looking around for an exit. Ayato simply smiled at him. “Looks like there’s nowhere to go, hm?” He said teasingly. Itto quickly eyed the door before attempting to make a run for it, but Ayato swiftly grabbed him, somehow wrestling the now rather flustered oni to the floor and straddling his waist.

“Hehe, you’re not getting away that easily~” he teased, smiling down at his catch.

“W-Wahait! B-Bro we- pfft- we can talk about thihis!” Itto could already feel the giggles bubbling up inside him as he realized he couldn’t escape.

“No can do, I’m afraid.” Ayato playfully wiggled his fingers above Itto to tease him, smiling mischievously.

“Wahahahait! Dohohon’t!” Itto began squirming, already giggling in anticipation as the commissioner grinned.

“Oh my~, laughing already? You must be in for quite the ride, huh?”

“Sh-Shut up-” Itto tried to contain his giggles, which immediately spilled out anyway as Ayato’s wiggling fingers sped up and came closer. “W-Wait! Wahahait do nahahahat! Dohohohon’t!”

“Don’t what?” Ayato smirked mischievously.

“Tihickle mehehehe! W-Wahait-” Uh-oh.

“Well if you say so…”

“WAHAIT- NOHOHOHO!”

Oopsies. He fell right into his trap! Ayato began playfully scribbling his fingers around on Itto’s sides and ribcage. “Tickle tickle~”

“Pfft- hwahahahahAHAHAHA!! NohoHOHO!! Y-Yohohouhu t-tricked mehehehEHEHEHAHAHA!!” Itto immediately burst into laughter and squirmed underneath his bro, trying his best to defend himself.

“But isn’t this what you asked for, you silly oni?” Ayato asked with an amused smile.

“Ahahahaha!! I-ehehehe! I sahahaid dohohHOHOHON’T! AHAHAHAHA!!” Itto’s laughter changed volume every time Ayato’s tickles changed intensity. He often switched between quick and playful scribbling to sudden clawing and squeezing, driving the poor oni crazy as he laughed and kicked uncontrollably. Of course, the kicking wasn’t doing anything, but there wasn’t much else he could do other than laugh and flail.

Ayato chuckled and started playfully tickling all over the gang leader’s tummy and abs instead, watching as he threw his head back and laughed louder than before. “BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! IT TICKLEHEHES!!”

“Of course it does, silly. That’s the point, isn’t it? Is this your most ticklish spot?” Ayato smiled and began rapidly poking at Itto’s abs. He flinched and laughed with every poke and tried to swat Ayato’s hands away. “N-NahAHAhahah! Noho it’s n-nahahahat!! EhehEHAHaha!”

“I’m quite curious… would you mind telling me?” Ayato stopped tickling for a moment. Itto was still giggling, but shook his head at the question. “I’m n-not telling you that!” He said through his giggles.

Ayato smiled and started tickling him again. “I guess I’ll just have to find out, hehe...”

Itto covered his mouth, trying really hard not to laugh, which quickly stopped working as Ayato began vibrating claw hands into his midriff, sending him into another fit of loud laughter.

“PFFHWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!”

“Tickle tickle, little oni~” Ayato teased, chuckling to himself. What a silly situation!

“NahahahHAHAHAHA!! Thahat tickles sohoHOHO BAHAHAHAHAHAD!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAH!!” Itto cackled his head off, squeezing his eyes shut and desperately kicking as if that would help. Shielding himself wasn’t working either!

“My, my, you’re quite sensitive… are you ticklish here too?” Ayato asked innocently, rapidly squeezing his waist. Itto arched his back and squealed mid laughter, trying to grab Ayato’s hands. He couldn’t believe he just made such an embarrassing noise, but he didn’t have much time to think about that before Ayato’s tickling fingers began climbing up his sides.

“AHAHAHA! Wahahahait! Wait dohohon’t! Hahahaha!!” Itto’s arms practically glued to his sides as a defense mechanism.

“What do you mean?” Ayato kept tickling pretty much any area left unprotected while the oni scrambled to try to defend himself without moving his arms away.

“Ehehehahahaha!! AhaHAHAHA!! Nohohoho!! Ahahayahatohoho!!”

Ayato pulled his hands away, stopping the ticklish torment. Itto’s laughter died down as he tried to catch his breath, still giggling from all that.

“Ah, I might have gotten a little carried away. I’m sorry, Itto. Are you alright?” Ayato asked, feeling a bit concerned.

“Ahaha…! Hehe…! Y-Yeah…!” He still had a giddy smile on his face.

“Are you sure? You seem rather tired.”

“Nah man, I’m full of energy! J-Just wait.. Hahaha…” Itto caught his breath surprisingly quick. Ayato saw an opportunity to bully him a little bit.

“You know, I couldn’t help but notice you never asked me to stop tickling.” he began, smiling smugly as a blush spread across Itto’s face. “Could it be that you like being tickled?”

“Eheheh... busted. I uh… I actually don’t mind, y’know?” Itto replied, still blushing a little. He usually wasn’t embarrassed about being ticklish, but for some reason Ayato just had this vibe that made him feel a bit shy.

“Really?” Ayato asked, raising an eyebrow. Itto laughed and said, “Yeah! I’m having lots of fun!” with a big grin on his face. “Tickling is just another way for me to laugh. Like.. it feels funny, it makes me happy, and uh… it’s just so much fun!” Ayato wasn’t really expecting such an honest answer. “…we are having fun, aren’t we?” Itto asked innocently.

Ayato had an amused look on his face before asking, “So, do you want me to tickle you more?” Itto began giggling in anticipation. “Uh-um m-maybe? I mehean if you want t-tohOHOHAHAHAHAHAHA!!”

Ayato promptly began tickling all over Itto’s ribs and abs, occasionally poking at his bellybutton, which made him jolt and squeal in surprise every time. Truly adorable.

“ThahahaHAHA!! Thahahat’s nohot fahahahahair!! I wahahAHAHAHA!! I w-heheheEEK!! Hahahahaha!!” Itto laughed.

“Pardon?” Ayato asked, smiling at the giggling oni.

“I wahahasn’t reheheheahaha!! I w-wasn’t readEEHEHEHEHAHAHAHA!!” Itto let out a playful scream and threw his head back, cackling uncontrollably when Ayato had started scribbling around on his abs and bellybutton with one hand, while using the other to vibrate into his lower ribs.

“That’s too bad.” he said as he sped up the tickling, occasionally letting fingers slip into Itto’s bellybutton. The oni squirmed with more vigor as his laughter went up an octave, kicking more and trying to push Ayato’s arms away. The random clawing and agile scribbling were driving him up the wall.

“EEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHA!! NAHAHAHAHAHA!! IT TICKLES!!” Ayato began vibrating both claw hands below Itto’s lower ribs, giggling to himself when Itto grabbed his wrists in an attempt to pull the tickling hands away.

“Did you lie about tha-”

“PLEHEHEHEASE!! *hic* CH-CHAHAHAHANGE SPOHOHOT!! *hic* BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!”

“Pardon?” Ayato let Itto pull his hands away so he could breathe.

“Ahaha! Haha! Plehehehease! It tickles r-reheheheally bahahad!” Itto giggled, with the most silly looking smile on his face. Ayato giggled to himself before saying “Did you lie to me? You seem to be very ticklish right below your ribs.” Him pointing out that weakness so casually made the oni blush.

“I- uh, I didn’t lie! I swear! I’m just really ticklish!” Itto giggled, still holding on to Ayato’s wrists.

“Ah, and here I thought I’d struck gold. Would you please let go?”

“No way man! Good luck tickling me without your- wha- hey! How did you-..?” Ayato twisted his wrists in a way that managed to free them from Itto’s grip, promptly making him giggle yet again, full of nervous anticipation. “W-Wait no!”

“Now, how about your sides?” Ayato began tickling up from Itto’s waist before he could react. His arms immediately shot to his sides in defense as he burst into laughter.

“Plehe- ahahahaha!! Please nohohoho!”

“What’s the matter?” Despite his hands being mostly trapped, he found that he could still slowly worm them upwards. Itto’s laughter grew more frantic as he realized where they were headed.

“Nonononohohohoho wahahahait! WAIT! Plehehehease not there!!” Itto shook his head, trying his best to squirm away, which wasn’t working since Ayato was still sat on top of him. Itto pressed his arms against his sides as hard as he could, which seemed to have worked since Ayato couldn’t pull his hands free.

“Itto, could you please raise your-”

“NO! Nohoho! I won’t do that!”

“Why not? Hiding something?”

“Mhmhmhmhm! Pfft-” The anticipation was nerve wrecking!

“Itto, my hands are stuck…”

“Dahahamn, that’s too bad…!”

“I’d give you a break if you’d at least release my hands. If you don’t, I might start squeezing~” he teased.

“Eep! Nohoho!” Itto hesitated, but loosened up enough for Ayato could pull his hands out.

“Thank you. Now, are you still enjoying yourself?” Ayato replied, poking at his abs.

“EEK! Hahaha! Yes I am! Hehehe..!”

Ayato couldn’t believe what he was hearing. How in Teyvat was this man not exhausted yet? The clan leader shook his head and chuckled to himself before saying, “You’re unbelievable.”

Itto laughed at the remark. “Like I said, I’m full of energy! Hahahaha!”

“Though I’m still quite curious… do you think you could raise-”

“Nuh uh, nope, no way! These arms aren’t going anywhere!” Itto was determined not to let him in.

“Really? We’ll see about that.” Ayato smirked.

“Pfft as if! D-Do your wohohorst!”

“Oh? Well, challenge accepted.”

Ayato had a smug expression on his face as he began scribbling all over Itto’s midriff, hearing his boisterous laughter fill the room yet again. Ayato soon realized that this wouldn’t work as well as he had thought. Itto seemed to love being tickled there, which was lowering the chances of him moving his arms. His joyful laughter and lack of protests were evidence of that. Of course, Ayato didn’t mind Itto having fun, but he was determined to win this little “challenge.”

“Hmm, I wonder…” Much to Itto’s surprise, Ayato stopped tickling for a moment.

“Ahehehe...! Is that all you got??” Itto taunted, still giggling quite a lot.

“Not at all, I’ve still got a few tricks up my sleeve.” Ayato replied before lightly tickling his neck. “Are you ticklish here?”

Itto bit his lip, trying not to laugh. “Pfft- n-nope!” He tried to raise his shoulders or scrunch his neck to defend himself, but Ayato was not fazed.

“No? Are you sure?” He smiled, gently tickling Itto’s jaw and under his chin, chuckling at how the oni tilted his head up instead of scrunching up in defense.

“Mph- *pfft*” Itto tried really hard to hold back his giggles, squeezing his eyes shut to avoid eye contact.

“Then… how about here?” Ayato started gently scribbling all over Itto’s ears.

“Pfft- mhmhm- fwahahahahaha!! N-Nahahat the ehehehears! Nohohoho!!” He could not contain his high-pitched giggles anymore. He tried shaking his head to make it stop, but Ayato was persistent, lightly tickling all over those ticklish ears of his. “Tickle tickle tickle~” Ayato teased, giggling to himself as Itto’s face turned red from embarrassment. He had never heard such sweet giggles come out of this man before.

“EEK! EhehehEHEHEhehe!! It tickles so bahahahahad!! Stahahahap!!” Itto covered his ears with his hands and squirmed. Ayato kept tickling around the area so Itto would remain distracted until…

“Gotcha~” he said before suddenly withdrawing his hands and quickly digging into Itto’s armpits. Itto let out a loud screech and immediately clamped his arms back down to protect himself. However, Ayato still had his hands in there, now holding them still for the sake of bullying.

“Looks like I win.” he said with a smile while the oni giggled hysterically.

“Plehehehease dohohon’t!” Itto pleaded, trying his hardest not to let Ayato move his hands.

“Is this your most ticklish spot?” He teased, moving his fingers a little bit.

“EEHEHEHE! Plehehehase!! Ahahahaha!! A-Anywhere but thehehehere!!” Itto tried desperately to squirm away somehow, but he was still trapped under Ayato who would just come with him every time he managed to move.

“Huh, must be a really bad spot if you’re already begging.” Ayato teased, chuckling to himself.

“SH-SHUT UP!! I d-dohon’t beheheg! Pfft-” Itto protested, trying to contain himself.

“Do you admit defeat?” Ayato asked, with a subtle grin. Despite his already uncontrollable giggling, Itto quickly shook his head in response. “Really?” Ayato asked, astonished. “You can’t be serious…”

“EhehehEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHA!! HYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” Before he could respond, Ayato started mercilessly wiggling his fingers, which immediately sent the gang leader into a loud fit of hysterical laughter. He began struggling even more than before; it was getting really difficult for Ayato to keep him in place.

For Itto, it felt like forever. But in reality it lasted no more than ten seconds in total before his ticklish demise finally came to a stop.

“Ah… you seem to have had enough now. Perhaps I went too far… Are you alright? Breathe...” Ayato said in an attempt to help him calm down. Itto was still giggling his head off while trying to catch his breath. It was clear he had reached his limit. Oops…

“Plehehease..! G-Gehet your hahahands awahahay..!” he giggled, trying to squirm. But he was too tired to put up a fight.

“I can’t, they’re stuck…” If he moved his hands now, it’d just tickle, which none of them wanted anymore. “Itto, I promise I won’t tickle you. Could you please loosen up so I can get my hands back?” Ayato asked calmly, giving him a warm smile to help him feel more at ease. Itto hesitated for a moment before relaxing his arms.

Ayato got off and sat down next to the now exhausted oni, making sure he was alright and helping him sit up.

“I’m terribly sorry if I overwhelmed you. Are you alright?” Ayato asked, genuinely concerned, putting his arm around him for comfort.

“Haha… ehehe…! Phew…! I’m fine.. r-really…!” Itto replied, still giggling while wiping away his tears of mirth.

“Are you sure? Absolutely sure?” Ayato asked, worried.

“Heheh…! I just.. n-neheheed to… huff… catch my breath..!” Itto replied with a smile.

“I’ll go get you some water. Please wait here until I get back.”

“Thahahanks bro.. heheh…! I’m exhausted… haha…!”

Ayato came back with a glass of water about a minute after leaving the room. After Itto finished drinking it, he sighed contently and said, “Phew! Oh man, I haven’t laughed that hard in ages! Hahaha!”

“Itto, are you alright? I-… again, I’m terribly sorry if I overwhelmed you. I must admit I got carried away.” Ayato sighed, feeling a bit guilty.

“Nah nah, bro, don’t worry about it! Really! I’m completely fine.” Itto replied with a bright smile on his face. “That was actually a lot of fun! At least before I ran out of air, heh.” Ayato looked at him in disbelief.

“How- I-… Huh. You truly are something else.” he said, chuckling to himself before standing up.

“What, don’t believe me?” Itto stood up as well. “Then I’ll just show you!” He exclaimed before hugging Ayato real tight, laughing happily. “Trust me man, if I was lying, it’d be obvious. I’m fine! I’m feeling great!”

“Ah, well, that’s a relief.” Ayato smiled and hugged him back. “I’m glad you had fun, Itto.” He was still in disbelief.

“You mean you’re glad WE had fun, right? Hahahaha!” Itto hugged him tighter for the funny, but quickly loosened up as to not crush his bro. “Man, it’s a shame you’re not ticklish too. Otherwise I could get you back right now.” Itto said with a sigh.

“Ah, yes, that’s a shame. But at least y-EEK!” Ayato suddenly jumped after he felt something run across his lower back.

…silence...

“Ah, ahem. B-But at least you had f-”

“What was that noise~?” Itto interrupted, tightening the hug and smirking.

“Ah, er, I th-thought I saw sometHIHING!” Another scribble. A grin full of mischief crept across Itto’s face as he quickly scribbled a third time, making Ayato jump. “D-Dohon’t!”

Itto gasped dramatically before saying “You lied to me, bro! How could you?”

“Aha, I-Itto, wait-” Ayato tried stifling his giggles, struggling to maintain the hug as Itto held him tight and slowly tickled his lower back with both hands. Ayato regretted removing his coat earlier… he had no protection from those tingles!

“Ohohoho I KNEW you were hiding something! I knew it all along!” Itto exclaimed, ready for revenge.

“W-Wahait! I-Itto! P-Please!” Ayato began squirming, fearing what’s to come.

“Nuh uh, it’s payback time!” Itto started tickling faster.

“Ihihittoho nohohoho! Wahahait!” Ayato tried to push him away.

“Tickle tickle tickle~” Itto started tickling harder.

“Ahahahahahahahaha!!” Ayato threw his head back laughing, trying to twist away from the mischievous hands. But resistance was futile, the hug was too powerful! So instead, he tried to tickle Itto’s armpits again to make him let go. Itto instantly jumped and started laughing, but instead of letting go and squirming away, he managed to wrestle Ayato to the floor, successfully pinning him face-down. He was too competitive to literally fall for that trick.

“N-Nohoho, wait! Itto, please! I’m sorry!” Ayato giggled uncharacteristically, unable to crawl away due to Itto straddling his legs.

“Ohoho you’re gonna get it now!” Itto exclaimed before tickling all over Ayato’s lower back, sending him into a fit of laughter. Truly a rare sound coming from the normally composed clan leader.

“Ahahahahaha!! Ittohohohahahahaha! I’m sohohorrehehEHEHEHE!!” Ayato squeaked, laughing his head off and trying his hardest to crawl away. Itto was too heavy to budge, though. The commissioner hadn’t been tickled in such a long time, he barely knew how to react. He wasn’t strong enough to escape, and… was he actually having fun?

“Oh by the way, if you want me to stop, just tell me to and I’ll let up! Promise.” Itto said, giggling to himself while squeezing Ayato’s waist, making the man jolt and squeak. Itto laughed at the reaction and kept tickling.

“Tickle tickle tickle!”

“EEK! WahahAHAIT! N-Nohohot thahaHAHAHAT!! Hahahahehe! Nohohot theHEHEHere!!”

“Aha! A weak spot! Hehe, I win~”

“NohoHOHOhoho!! *snort* PlehEHEHEhease!!”

“You haven’t said ‘stop’ yet~ Hehehe! Kitchy kitchy koo!”

“HahahahahAHAHAHAHAHA!!”

Facing the “wrath of the tickle monster” was not exactly what the commissioner had planned for his day off. But it turns out it wasn’t as bad as he’d anticipated.

After Ayato had recovered from being tickled silly, and after convincing Thoma he wasn’t in any real danger, Itto even agreed to try the head massager again. He claimed it “feels really nice and relaxing but also tickles super bad at the same time” and that “it’s a double edged sword” and “not fair.” It did indeed still tickle really bad, but the oni kept insisting it “felt nice.” It’ll take some time getting used to, that’s for sure!

The two really enjoyed their day together and their bond strengthened significantly. Who knew laughing your ass off could be so relaxing? Ah, time well spent.

[cr4yolaas]

thank u for tagging me :3

started writing

tbh i have no idea … i probably started writing ff when i was 11 LOL. i grew up as an artist first and that was my obsession but when that died down and i did other extracurriculars i divulged into writing a bit more. exposure to wattpad was definitely the gateway to this tumblr blog but i think that’s how it is for everyone

started blogging

i’m 90% sure my account is ~4 yrs old rn ?? i made my account when alice in borderland s1 was at its peak (still new) and i was super into this one series i saw while searching the show up so i finally decided to download the app after that

followers

i have 1.3k but a lot of it is definitely from older fandoms i’ve been in (namely aib, arcane, genshin etc etc) that i don’t write for as much anymore and there’s a decent percentage that might be bots. tbh i have no idea where they all came from since my presence on this app is very on and off and i’m not very communicative with my “fan base”

communication

i don’t rlly want to say i’m an ambivert bc i don’t actively seek out social interaction at all unless it’s necessary but i do bounce off of other’s energy pretty easily (both irl and online). i try to stay on the quieter side though, although i do love when ppl talk to me on here bc like i said above i don’t interact with my followers / mutuals at all

likes

last time i checked i had 22k likes total ?? which is insane ?? but tbf this account is decently old and i have quite a few posts. i don’t rlly stress abt numbers too much but i will say it definitely determines what posts / content i keep up on my blog

requests

my requests have always been open; i don’t get any these days which is relieving bc i kind of don’t work well under pressure LOL. i used to get a lot for arcane and genshin which was actually pretty fun

writing

i have a love hate relationship with writing. i’ve noticed that people interpret things (symbolism, parallels, etc etc) in my work that i don’t notice / intend to put there but when they do it makes a lot of sense. i kind of just vomit words that sound pretty and paint a nice picture and hope and pray it makes sense. a lot of my inspiration actually comes from music (i’m a band kid … i play a few instruments) rather than written content i read. i feel like i’ve had a relatively consistent style that just has a fluctuating vocabulary and rhetoric

works i’m proud of

melody of the moon is my magnum opus, and i don’t think i’ll ever cherish a work more than that one. it’s a viktor (arcane) fic that i obsessed over for quite a bit and i remember going over it with my online friends (who knew very little about arcane) countless of times. it was a work i definitely projected myself into and finishing it was such a great feeling. i love that work to bits and pieces, despite it not being one of my most popular ones. i think the weight of words could’ve been close to it if i wasn’t so rushed with it and if i put more effort, but i loved the idea.

tags (don’t feel obligated): @froyaoya is the only one i can think of rn + anyone who wants to do it

Behind the scenes of a Tumblr Writer - Tag Game

Hey there, I love behind the scenes and since this is something that's rarely talked about, let me start the chain... if you feel uncomfortable with a question, just skip it. You can add some if you want as well.

Started writing: I wrote my first Harry Potter fanfic at age 10. Started posting around 15,16 years old. I'm now 31, so...

Started blogging: I started on a German fanfiction site around 2010/11 I think. Might have been earlier too, but back then I was mostly reading, no posting. I really started when I got into One Direction (very late, tbh)

Followers: Currently at 961, which is wild to me. I don't even know that many people IRL. I convince myself that half of them are bots tbh, so I don't freak out all the time.

Communication: The people I talk to regularly are: a few writers who answered after I constantly reblogged and commented on their works and a few people who commented and reblogged my work. Writing and blogging on here can be pretty lonely, depending on your personality and the time you're active (I'm from Europe and a lot of my followers seem to be living in Northern America, so there's the Timezone thing) ... And I found that the best way to strike a conversation is to reblog, comment, and to not be shy. I do wish I got more asks, though....

Likes: I actually filter them out. I have 793 original posts up at the moment. It doesn't give me anything to know how many likes a fic has other than to tell me which characters are liked more than others or maybe that one fic does especially well. My activity only shows me comments, asks, reblogs with tags, and answers to my own asks. I live for the tags and the comments.

Requests: I love talking to people about ideas. That's how I started the plotbunny game because I have so many ideas and so little time. And sometimes an idea just doesn't want to be written out fully. Requests are fun because YAY, I get some mail... but then I freak out because I don't really know how to write this NOW and then I freak out because it's been a week already, two weeks, wait, two months? I'd rather have suggestions where people tell me vague things like "I'd love to read something about this side character" or "Have you ever considered this character with a soulmate trope"? because then I don't have the feeling of failing the request when I write it a little bit differently.

Writing: I am a fast writer. I know that's one of my talents. I can churn out a oneshot of 1k words in less than an hour. People read slower than I write. That can suck sometimes because you've just posted this and you want to know what people are thinking but they're not as fast as you are. I do have a lot of ideas. I want to write constantly but my brain doesn't always want to. I am trying to respect that.

There are also certain things that I just feel wrong writing. I cannot write anything suggestive (I also don't like reading it) and everything past that gives me panic attacks. I can hardly write mean characters and jealousy feels so wrong to me that I cannot write it. I've also overdone it with the soulmark trope and now I feel like everything I write about it feels lifeless.

I write best in the mornings before going to work, but I don't have much time there. I don't need special music (but it helps), but I need to have at least some energy left and at best, no distractions. But I have been writing for over 20 years, so I will say experience helps a lot.

Tagging: @revasserium @shoulmate @lemurzsquad @screamin-abt-haikyuu @toomanygoldfish @satorisoup @emmyrosee @reverie-starlight @alienaiver and @writingsofanomnivore and everyone else who wants to join

[icybabie]

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　Habits to try to adopt to become your best self 　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

1. Fix your sleep schedule

This one is so so important for feeling your best. A consistent sleep schedule helps you...

- fall asleep faster and sleep deeper

- retain information and memories

- boost your immune system and prevent heart diseases

I am so far from having a sleep schedule anywhere near perfect so this is one I’m gonna work especially hard at! I aim for 8-9 hours a night and have to wake up quite early for school so I’m going to try to get to sleep at 10:30 pm :0

Pro tip: try not to use any screens, or eat anything heavy an hour before bed 💗

bedtime yoga routine

2. Work out 2-3 times a week 🧘‍♀️

Luckily for me, my school offers cheap yoga and pilates classes which I love attending. If you don’t want to go to a class, there are lots of great free options on YouTube! Chloe ting also offers a bunch of free workout plans so that you can choose certain goals to achieve!

Other fun ways to get exercise are to go for a bike ride, a walk, or a run🌸

3. Drink lots of water

Obviously, water is super important! Make sure to always have a super cute water bottle with you so that you get all the water you need 💧Drinking a lot is tremendously beneficial to your skin, productivity, and speeding up your metabolism!

4. Eat healthy

Fruits are a delicious fun and easy snack to take to school! I always try to keep my fridge full of apples, bananas, and other yummy things 🍉🥑🍌. Cut-up veggies are also great! Carrots, peppers, and cucumbers make a great snack on the go 🥒

study snacks masterlist

5. Journal

Keeping a diary is an amazing way to unplug, sort out your feelings, and craft and maintain your sense of self. It reduces stress, strengthens memory, builds creativity, and improves confidence.

Try writing just a few sentences about your day or how you're feeling. If you're like me, you'll get carried away and end up breezing through five pages!

I love to write about things stuck on my mind as it helps me to understand my feelings and come up with a plan (and it prevents me from talking my friends' ears off about the same topic over and over again lol)

6. Spend time doing things you love/working on a hobby

Enjoying hobbies aids health, reduces the risk of depression and dementia, improves patience, relieves stress, increases self-esteem, helps you develop new skills, and builds your knowledge!

Read a book, draw a picture, knit a hat, learn a language, practice an instrument! Spend some time using your brain for something fun 💗 you deserve a little break

[hunterxhell]

Togashi entered the trend in Japan on Twitter because of Miura-sensei’s passing. I’m uncomfortable but at least I’m now seeing people talk about how messed up calling him lazy is.

The moment I saw that Miura passed I knew there would inevitably be discussion about Togashi, either people filled with despair that the same could happen to him or assholes "joking" that "he's next". I hope, more than the assholes out there, people are doing as you say and pointing out how disgusting it is to call him lazy.

Miura's cause of death, aortic heart dissection, can apparently be caused by high blood pressure. Miura has written extensively throughout his career just how unhealthy his working conditions were.

Hopefully you can open that image in a new tab to read it clearly? It's a list of comments over the years about how much work he was doing to the detriment of his health.

"I've come down with a high fever of 40 degrees celsius. Thinking about it, I've only had two days off this year." (1993, No. 12)

"I had a day off for the first time in a month and a half, and when I went out, I got heatstroke!" (1995, No. 17)

"I collapsed again from overwork. I missed Gwynn's Hundred Great Books. Ugh!" (2005, No. 9)

Togashi wrote in a self-published YYH doujin his fears of dying from overwork and how he decided he doesn't want to die this way.

"From when YYH began serialization up until the start of the Dark Tournament, I had half a day off every week in which I caught up on sleep. Other than that all I had time for were occasional naps, and I'd indulge in my hobbies by sleeping less. For a while, I quite enjoyed this. But my HP (as they say in RPGs) was gradually but surely falling, and around the time that I wrote a 31-page one-shot and simultaneously had to do color pages, my heart began to hurt every time I went without sleep -- and then it began to hurt more and more often.

"This was when I seriously started to think about the pace of production for manga. I thought, "I probably won't be able to keep regular hours, but if I sleep as much as I want to, when I want to, how much would I be able to produce?" I tried it out. I immediately began to fall behind on my schedule. But I tried to get some sleep every night. Around this time, my feelings about writing manga as a profession began to change. "I don't want to die from overwork. If I die, I want it to be when I'm having fun or when I'm drawing manga for fun. Color pages are scary. One-shots are scary." I also began to use some time before going to bed to relieve stress. I fell even more behind, and at the point where Sensui and Yusuke were fighting, this reached its first peak."

Before HXH even started serialization, Togashi had already identified how problematic a typical manga author schedule was for his health. I believe this is part of the reason why Togashi fully owns the rights to HXH and not Shueisha -- he no doubt fought Shueisha/Jump for this stipulation. This is why Togashi can do what he wants -- if Jump is shitty to him, he can just take HXH with him to a different publisher.

So what I hope this means is that Togashi has been taking care of himself ever since YYH ended back in 1994. What happened to Miura is his greatest fear and I admit that I also thought of Togashi when I read the news.

For what it's worth, I thought of an interview with Togashi from 2018. Here is a snippet (full interview translation here) where Togashi talks about his intentions to finish HXH:

"Still, that aside, I need to finish writing Hunter X Hunter. It has come to a point where either the story concludes first, or I die before that happens (lol). But I do intend to finish it. Although you can say that at one point in the story -- where Gon meets Ging -- I have completed the story once. I believe that some readers must have thought 'Wasn't that supposed to be the endgame?' and I did write it to seem that way. Still, I did not intend to cut off the flow of the story there, and I hope my readers could see that there was still room for continuation. As a reader of Jump myself, I also remember having thought 'Shouldn't this manga have just ended here?' and feeling pissed when it went on and on. I want to always be in touch with that feeling as a reader. But Hunter X Hunter as it is now has a lot in it that makes me want to keep on reading, even from my own perspective as a reader. And from my perspective as a writer, there are still many things in it left that I want to write, that I would enjoy writing. And so if anyone would be willing to enjoy this ride with me, that is all I can hope for."

Togashi is passionate about HXH and he intends to finish it, god willing that his health allow. People who say that he's "lazy" or "gave up on HXH" are assholes. I get it -- these people are upset and hurt because they miss HXH. I miss HXH as much (probably even more) than those guys, but let the man live his fucking life. Jesus.

[thecraftymagician]

The Garden Party:

This is based on a dream I had and previously posted about lol I tried my best to make it a bit more general and come up with situations with each M6 character. I'm sorry if they aren't the best but it's what made sense in my head.

Warnings: Fluff, Wholesome, Chill, *spoiler* alcohol/spiking

Premise:

It had been a quiet few months. Everyone seemed to be busy with their own work and tasks hardly ever having time to see one another much less all of us collectively. When I did get the chance to see any of my friends in passing, each seemed stressed and drained. I hate seeing those I care about like that but there's not much You could do. Or.. was there? With spring approaching I met with Nadia and Portia to discuss setting up a party for our friends in the gardens. Together in our spare time we managed to transform a section of the gardens in secret. We made sure no one was the wiser, coming up with various excuses to get everyone to come. Then the day was finally here; there were tables set with an array of snacks, treats, and teas. Flowers of all kinds in bloom. A small stage was set up for entertainment with a small band. Everything was decorated with inviting pastels and whimsical decorations. It wasn't long before each of our guests arrived..

Asra 💜

Asra is needless to say relieved to find that there is no "magical ferret emergency" in sight

They're so happy that you'd take the time do something so kind for everyone

They shower you in little kisses all over your face

Sooo excited about the snacks because they over slept

"Are these pumpkin scones?" *happy/content Asra noises*

When Nadia thanks everyone for coming on the stage she invites everyone to have fun and do as they please

You sit together and watch as Portia tells some jokes first

After a few cups of tea, Asra is rather giddy and decides to give it a shot after her

They start telling sarcastic puns and riddles, each one gradually getting worse and worse until everyone is laughing and playfully booing

They know when they're beat and come back to snuggle up to you at the table

You watch your friends and enjoy each other's company until the band starts playing lively tunes

Asra leads you to the grass with your friends and you dance together

Muriel 💚

"It looks.. nice."

It's better than the idea of trying to catch a butch of loose chickens but he's not quite sure

You guide Muriel to a somewhat secluded table under the shade of a tree, close enough to still hear everyone but far enough away to not be fully engulfed in the festivities

Together you sample a few teas and snacks

It still feels odd to Muriel but he can't deny that the snacks are tasty

He particularly likes the savory sandwiches, smiling at the fact that you made them bear shaped for him

You find out quickly he doesn't like tea that's too bitter or too sweet but you manage to find one that's just right for him

Together you watch your friends take the stage, Muriel managing to chuckle here and there

When the band strikes up you decide to watch everyone

Eventually Nadia as them play something a bit softer, sending a wink your way

He's blushing but seems to perk up a bit and you ask him to dance

Muriel walks with you further into the shade and you share a dance or two

Julian 🖤

Julian rushed over when he heard you had a stomach ache while helping Nadia at the palace, but this was a pleasant surprise

He's happy you're alright first and for most but is even more excited when he sees everything set up

While he enjoys tea he can't help but wonder..

"I don't suppose there's any coffee hidden around, hm?"

Wrapping an arm around your shoulders you watch Portia and Asra take on the stage

Julian all but each of them eggs each of them on

When Asra finishes up Julian gets up, giving you a wink and a kiss on the cheek

He takes the stage dedicating his preformance to you before acting out a scene

You can tell he's having a great time especially when he bursts into song

You and your friends cheer as he completes his performance with a bow

He makes his way back to you positively beaming, causing you to laugh and kiss his cheeks

When the band starts playing Julian all but pulls you up from your seat and leads you into a few dances alongside your friends

Nadia 💖

Together you greet all of your guests as they arrive before taking a table near the stage

After Nadia addresses everyone, she joins you at the table

She positively blissful as you feed each other snacks

She picked out most of the tea herself and to her delight she found a few of your new favorites

You make rounds with her, checking in on everyone but not too often

You don't let her fret too much and carefully remind her that today is for her to relax and enjoy as well

"You're right.. I want to enjoy this with you."

Portia's jokes help with that immensely, it's not long before Nadia in a fit of giggles

You hold her hand, giving attentive squeezes and running your thumbs over her knuckles

The two of you watch your friends preform all the while Nadia keeps glancing at you

When it seems like everyone has gone and things are starting to slow she walks up to the stage and invites everyone to dance

She immediately finds you afterwards and together you take to the open patch of grass to dance together

Portia 🧡

You take Portia's hands a guide her to the table you picked out

Even though Portia helped curate the menu that didn't mean you couldn't still add your own extra surprises

"Aw, these cookies are so cute!"

The two of you take turns trying the little macaroons while you drink your tea

Both of you start to get more playful, giggling as you enjoy each other's company

When Nadia invites anyone to come up on stage Portia jumps at the opportunity

You can't help but laugh especially when she pulls out her cheesiest jokes

She does it on purpose of course because she loves hearing you laugh

It's not long until she's out of material and comes back to your table

She curls up into your side as you watch everyone

When the band begins playing, she pulls you up to dance

You start dancing somewhat wildy together, others joining in until you tucker yourselves out

Lucio ❤

You didn't even need to lie to him, you know he'd show up for a party

He's a bit disappointed when he realizes it's just a tea party

Nonetheless he is excited for the snacks and everything does look pretty, if not as extravagant for his taste

You sit together and Lucio happily snacks on cookies

He doesn't care for the taste of any of the teas though

"It's just.. leaf water! This won't do.."

Lucio excuses himself and is gone for a few minutes before returning with a fresh kettle

When he returns he insists you try this batch and it seems alright if bitter

You continue to drink and talk to each other as your friends start to preform for you

Everyone seems a bit off but you hope it's just everyone unwinding until you start to feel a little woozy

You realize too late that Lucio spiked the tea

That doesn't stop him from leading you to dance when the time comes

When Nadia realizes she makes sure everyone is alright and has everyone stay for dinner to sober up afterwards

[k-rising]

Irene's birth chart analysis

DISCLAIMER: This is just a part of the analysis of the idol's natal chart, which wants to show a deeper perspective on the idols life. This analysis is carried out thanks to the data that appears in the birth chart. The point of this post is to entertain. [This idol hasn't confirmed her birth time, so I used the standard 12pm time to calculate her natal chart].

irene is an aires sun and mercury which makes her a born leader. she's straightforward, impulsive and restless. she doesn't think twice before doing or saying anything and moves forward no matter what. irene can be very competitive and quite aggressive as well lol. she knows how to motivate others and make things sound fun. this woman learns better through experiences. she forgives and forgets quickly. even though this woman likes starting arguments just for fun, any negative criticism she gets will be taken personally. irene is also very lucky with her sun trine jupiter (leo) and actually, this aspect brings her a lot of opportunities! she knows how to approach and solve difficult situations... not to mention that she also has an instinct for justice. irene is good at guiding others and is a great counselor, specially when it comes to work! talking about work, this aspect is good for working in groups <3 even though this aspect can be very nice, there can be a false over-confidence here. joohyun wants to live an order life with her sun sextile saturn (aquarius). she's also very responsible in her work and has a slow but sure way to achieve her goals. now... irene can be a rebel with her sun square uranus (capricorn). she tends to rebel against society and doesn't like stereotypes. this woman can be so unpredictable sometimes and has a lot of problems to fit in in society. joohyun has an electrifying and magnetic personality, and dislikes being pinned down. she also fears being judged for being "weird". this woman can be quite manipulative with her sun square neptune (capricorn) and has to learn to overcome a lot of things in order to elevate herself.

she's very shy with her virgo moon and want things to be reciprocate in her connections. irene likes showing affection through actions rather than with words and loves being there for the people she really cares for. being insecure and overly critical with herself it's very common with this placement, that's why she often asks people around her if she has done well or not. joohyun usually doesn’t rely on people, she works to become an unnie that others can rely on instead. this woman likes staying busy and is happy as long as she feels that her life is under control. I also found very funny how she relieves her stress by creating mind maps to organise her thoughts, cause that's exactly what a virgo placement would do gjsnfksn. with her moon square mars (gemini) she doesn't like showing vulnerability and tends to act more aggressive then she really is. this aspect might also point out little regard for others feelings sometimes... irene needs a lot of independence in order to be happy and likes expressing her ideas freely. as I said before, she doesn't like injustices and enjoys hanging out with intriguing individuals. she can also be very moody. this woman is very romantic and empathetic with her moon trine neptune :') she can be extremely devoted to her partner... however, she needs to watch out for putting her lover on a pedestal. irene is very smart and observant with her moon sextile pluto (scorpio). if something's off, she ain't afraid to point it out. she likes fixing problems, but she also likes to transform herself for the better! it can be hard for her to let people go, but ones she does, she will ignore their existence 💀

irene can be amazing at figuring out people's weaknesses with her mercury sextile mars. she also likes talking and learning new things. with mercury squaring both jupiter AND saturn makes her very exaggerated and may jump into conclusions very easily. bragging can also be a thing here, as well as having extreme point of views and appearing harsh to others when communicating. having mercury square naptune makes joohyun very creative and imaginative... however, she can also be prone to excessive daydreaming and escapism. there's also a struggle here to move past her emotions when making decisions, as well as lots of misunderstandings when expressing herself to others. irene tends to misunderstand others and others can misunderstand her as well. there's also a lot of times where she holds back from expressing her thoughts and opinions.

when it comes to love, irene seeks for long-lasting, stable and secure relationships. having superficial relationships is not her thing. when she has a crush on someone, she likes to take her time to really get to know that person. respect and devotion are key words here. irene values freedom a lot in her relationships... however, that doesn't mean that she doesn't get jealous. she's attracted to patient, charming and beautiful people. people who have great taste, sense of fashion and are economically stable are her type. this woman may have bad luck in her relationships as well as being overly demanding of others with her venus square jupiter. she's also scared of rejection with her venus square saturn, but honestly? this girl is very charming! now... with venus opposite pluto she either 1) wants to be in a relationship where she can grow as a person or 2) she can be attracted to a lot of bad lovers that likes controlling and manipulate her... OR maybe she's the one that likes controlling and manipulate her lovers.

this woman likes talking, debating and possesses an active and critical mind. she's sarcastic, witty, adaptable and quite social. it makes sense that she decided to persuade the singing career, since she's very energetic and likes using her voice to express herself with her gemini mars.

having leo jupiter means that, in order to be lucky, she needs to be generous, charismatic and inspire others. irene needs to be sincere and will have to try not to let her ego get in the way. this position makes joohyun to have strong opinions and beliefs. this woman is good at creating her own opportunities and she does it best when she takes calculated risks with confidence. irene likes making connections with important people. this woman shines when she's the center of attention. people close to her trust her. she may get offended if she doesn't receive the respect and admiration she feels she deserves, and she can be a bit melodramatic at times lol. social importance means a lot to her. now, with jupiter opposite saturn there's a huge conflict between hope and realism here, which can lead irene to face a lot of obstacles throught her career and, again, there's a huge fear of failure. she needs to grow from failure, not fear it.

as I said before, it can be hard for her to make friends and to be accepted, because she cannot avoid the superiority complex that she radiates with her aquarius saturn. joohyun has to learn to admit that she often feels sad and unhappy sometimes. to be successful in life, she needs to learn to be tolerant and impartial in public.

irene's life mission is to learn to grow out of her comfort zone. she needs to achieve her goals, be more disciplined and hardworking, and commit to her goals. her karmic lessons are heavily tied up in nurturing, security, and emotional needs. she also needs to stop over-rationalizing her problems.

[aristeiakira]

hii !! could i request a classic matchup for jjk, obey me and tokyo revengers :)

I am an isfp and aquarius. I love love love drawing in my free time and also sleeping ! Personality wise I can be very cold upon meeting new people and shy, but warm up,,, still cold but with added sarcasm when with friends. I enjoy physical touch and words of affirmation but I'd never ever admit to anyone irl, cause I've got a tough image to uphold lmao. I laugh at anything and everything, i have very broken humour. I like messing about with people and making a few innuendos here and now. I'm 5"6 with long curly hair and tanned skin with a beauty mark on my face reminding me of a vampire bite lol. idk what else to write. thank youuu~~

A Classic Matchup ♡

- You received Geto Suguru!

- I think no one would understand us better than fellow aquarians. You probably have a lot more in common with Geto than you would have imagine.

- Although he could be cold, he also has a playful personality that would connect the two of you. Your relationship may be something like 'soulmates'. Just, he was very easy to warm up to.

- In addition to that, natural encounters that lead you to interact are the times when you do not uphold the image you have. Once he gets to see the other side of you, he's bound to fall deeper, curiousity would get the best of him. He’s perseverant, you see.

- Moving on your humor, I bet they align with Geto’s! Yas, see who messes who and who flusters who. Anyway, no matter who wins between the two of you- it always ends up in a good laugh.

- With him, you’ll always be hurt. He won’t mind you smacking him but expect him to tease you whenever you wonder how does it hurt, yet, this man would also hold your hand to gently caress it.

- He’s the type to join you in anything you’d like to do, at times, he would even get you out of your comfort zone.

- Geto is the perfect balance of calm and adventure. He’s there when you want to have fun or when you want the comfort of his presence—just ask ‘cause he’ll always provide—that’s your man for ya!

- You received The Avatar of Pride, Lucifer!

- I may have said aquarians would understand us better but Lucifer himself is such an understanding individual. At his age and position, he has already learned how important it is to listen. He would always hear you out to understand you, communication is the very important key for your relationship.

- Free time of Lucifer does not happen quite often, mostly because he always try to be ahead of his work. You may have to pull him out of his office, bring him outside or maybe settle for your room.

- When outside, strolls in the garden or relieving stress with your favorite Madam Scream’s pastries and beverages are your go to.

- When settled inside, it’s for cuddles and sleep. Keep him in your arms to let him breathe, to feel his presence, and to have the most random but sometimes meaningful conversations.

- I can see him being the last devil whom you’ll get close to, there was just that one time wherein fate entangles the both of you. It must also be a moment of vulnerability, in your part or his, you get to imagine.

- I can also see Lucifer’s love language to be acts of service, if you let him know what you want though, he’ll do it. Maybe a pat on your head with ‘you did a great job’, maybe a kiss on the forehead with a ‘sleep well, Y/N’, maybe a tight embrace with ‘it’ll be okay’. For you, he'll do.

- Also, I get the scenario that you both would be a lowkey couple, seeing that the two of you have these images you'd like to keep.

- No one would have imagined you're in a relationship with him--no one would have known--if you don't tell anybody. Maybe Diavolo would, as he seem to know a lot. It's up to others to catch and suspect the subtle affection you show to Lucifer, vice-versa.

- He's amused, enamored by your laugh and by the way you have to smack anything. Meanwhile, if he does not release a chuckle, he's hiding his little smile behind the back of his hand.

- Enjoy your sweet, mindful, and dependable significant other. ^^

- You received Kokonoi Hajime!

- With Koko, it takes time. I guess that's how you got comfortable with each other, your casual relationship developed into friendship then into romance. I believe he won't find it hard to fall for you when you have such a distinct personality.

- As you may know, he got tons of money--but with how rich he is--giving gifts is not really his love language rather just a privilege should I say? He knows gifts won't suffice for his presence, so what he does is show it through his actions whenever he could. He would always make time for you no matter how busy he can be, after all, what's the use of money if he can't be with you? You would have all the embraces, kisses, cuddles, and words that you want. If he can give it to you, he would.

- In terms of image, he's more likely to not care about what people think--of you, of him, of your relationship. Although he's not one to openly show his affection in public he may interlace his fingers with yours, greet you with a kiss to the cheek, and tuck his head into your neck for no apparent reason from time to time.

- I think you can make him flustered if you can bear with the roll of his eyes and his even more flustering comebacks. If you catch him off guard during the times when nothing is really on his mind, you'll have a blushy eyes evading Koko thinking of what to say but ends up flicking your forehead, nagging you about what's improper when he also does the same at times.

- You know what he loves the most though? It's when you're so natural and transparent, just being your cute self (his words not mine!). While you laugh at a joke, smacking him in the process, Koko also gets to burst into laughter. He's grateful to be genuinely happy because of you. He loves every moment he gets to feel your fist in his bicep, although it does hurt him quite a bit.

- With friendship as your foundation, you'll remain strong together despite whatever conflict. Kokonoi is a man for keeps, so please keep him well.

[peaceisadirtyword]

Move On IV (Modern!Ivar/Reader)

A/N: Hello!💕 I don’t even know how I managed to finish this with the crazy week I’ve had💀 I had 3 exams, a huge paper to hand in and a presentation. But somehow, I did this too and I wanted to post it as soon as possible🥰 I’m quite happy of how this one turned out considering I hadn’t that much time to work on it. So I hope you like it!♥️ There’s not many parts left (2 or 3) but I have an idea for a “sequel” so if you guys like this one, maybe when it’s done I’ll work on that!

Now enjoy, stay safe and enjoy the holidays, even if this year isn’t the best one for celebrations😅 See you soon🥰 

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, mentions of sex, angst, implied Hvitserk x Reader, don’t kill me for this lol

Words: 4179 (I’m sorry)

Move On   II    III

gifs belong to @therealcalicali​ and @honestsycrets​

You actually liked to go shopping. You enjoyed walking around the shops and looking at beautiful clothes and shoes. You didn't like to try on the clothes, though, because the comparisons between the model on the photos and you were awful. 

"Aren't you gonna try that on, Y/N?"

Torvi's voice startled you. She just got out of one of the fitting rooms, wearing a beautiful silver dress that made her look even better than the model. You widened your eyes. 

"I... Don't think this will fit me" you glanced at the clothes they made you pick. Party clothes; tight dresses, short skirts, low cut crop tops... "I'm more of a comfy sweatpants and oversized hoodies girl" you raised an eyebrow. 

Torvi chuckled, rolling her eyes and shaking her head. 

"Come on, Y/N, I want to see how you look on them!"

She looked at herself on the mirror, frowning softly. You looked at the pile of clothes on the wooden table and wondered why you agreed to go shopping with Torvi, Gunhild and Lagertha when you could be at home, eating cookies and watching Disney movies with Hvitserk. 

They insisted on going shopping and then go and grab lunch. As you barely had any social life anymore, you thought it'd be a great idea. Then they entered one of those expensive shops that you could only admire from afar and glare with jealousy to the people that exited the store with a couple of bags. 

"Okay, I think this is the one" Torvi shrugged happily "What do you think?" She turned around and you smiled softly. 

"You look beautiful" 

"Thank you" her smile widened "You're the sweetest, Y/N"

"Are you girls done?" Lagertha's voice startled you, her head peeked through the door. 

"Nearly" Torvi winked at her "What do you think about this dress? Y/N likes it" 

"I think you look perfect on it" Lagertha smiled at her ex daughter in law. You were still amazed with the narrative of that family, but it wasn't your place to judge "What about you, Y/N? Did you try anything?" 

You opened your mouth to speak, but Torvi interrupted you. 

"She didn't, I keep telling her she should, but she won't listen" she raised an eyebrow and you groan, rubbing your face. 

"Come on, we're not leaving until you try something on" Lagertha chuckled. 

Sighing, you rubbed your face and grabbed the clothes, rolling your eyes as you entered the fitting room, making Torvi and Lagertha smirk in victory. 

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"So... We could go out" Torvi looked excited as you stared at your lunch. You had nothing against modern, expensive restaurant but you weren't sure if it was legal that they asked that amount of money for that. 

"We're already out, Torvi" Gunhild chuckled. Out of all of them, she was the one you could relate to the most, she was the most calm, the quiet, but also as fierce as Lagertha if not more. 

"I know" Torvi rolled her eyes "But maybe we should go out to a nightclub, you know, I haven't been out in forever and I want to, this whole 'plan the perfect wedding' thing is stressing me out" 

"You don't need to plan the perfect wedding, every wedding is perfect when you're in love" Lagertha raised her cup of champagne softly, and you chewed at your food slowly. 

"I know, I know, I just... Ubbe is the one, you know?" 

"We know, Torvi" Gunhild smiled widely at her "But you see... My own wedding with Björn was quite rushed, and still... Magical" she blushed softly, looking down. 

You smiled, remembering her wedding. You had attended with Ivar, who wasn't too excited to go to his half-brother's wedding and was nearly obligated by his family. The two of you left very early, but not before having sex on the limousine Björn had rented. 

"I know you will have the same thing with Ubbe, I can see it" Lagertha caressed Torvi's hand over the table.

"Okay stop getting emotional, I know what you're doing" she narrowed her eyes at them "Can we go out, please?" 

They laughed, and even you chuckled softly.

"Y/N, I trust you, don't leave me alone" she pouted at you "Tonight?" 

"I'm afraid I work tonight" you smiled apologetically "But you all can go out! I'm sure you'll have a better time without me" 

"No, we need you" she sighed "Tomorrow?" 

"Yeah, I suppose tomorrow is fine..."

"Perfect!" She giggled. 

"I'm afraid my time on nightclubs is already over, girls" Lagertha laughed "But I wish you have a great time, enjoy your youth" 

"I think I can" Gunhild nodded "But I'll leave early" 

Torvi looked satisfied. 

"Okay, I can call Sigurd's new girlfriend too" 

"Sigurd has a girlfriend?" You raised an eyebrow. You didn't know anything, but as you barely talked to him due to his bad relationship with Ivar, it didn't surprise you. 

"Yeah, I met her when we had dinner with them to tell them about the wedding... She's cute, and nice... It looks like our dear Sigurd finally settled down... Ubbe was relieved to hear about her, he was really worried that the rockstar life was too much for him" 

Even Sigurd, the now semi-famous musician that girls pursued after his gigs, the soft and sweet Sigurd that had had nearly as many girls as Hvitserk, had settled down. He had an stable relationship. You, on the other hand, had a shitty job and spent your nights watching Disney movies. 

You kept eating as Torvi talked about her favorite clubs, trying to decide which one was more suitable for a girls' night. But suddenly, someone entering the restaurant, and your eyes widened. Torvi stopped talking and Lagertha raised an eyebrow, turning her head to look at the door. 

Of all the people you'd think you might run into on a posh restaurant, Aslaug wasn't one of them. She looked as beautiful and flawless as always, with her hair tied on an elegant bun and her subtle makeup that made her pretty eyes stand out. Ivar had his father's eye color, but the shape was much more similar to his mother's. They resembled each other, and it made your stomach turn. 

She looked around the restaurant, and when her eyes found yours, she looked surprised. An strange expression crossed her face, but she flashed you a sweet smile. Aslaug seemed cold and distant to most people, but to you she was always sweet and caring, treating you like the daughter she always wanted but never got. 

Her smile turned a bit stern when she looked at Lagertha and Torvi, ignoring Gunhild. Then she turned to the bar, smiling politely at the waitress. 

Then the eyes turned to you. You cleared your throat nervously and avoided them. It was true that, out of Ivar's family, the only people you had a close relationship with were Hvitserk, Aslaug, Floki and Helga, and sometimes Ubbe, even if that changed when he decided to get closer to his half brother and Lagertha. Now things had changed, and you still felt a bit out of place in this new social circle Alfred had introduced to you, but your link to the "enemy" was much stronger. 

"I... I'm going to say hello" you muttered. 

No one said anything, and you nearly felt sick. When you arrived to the bar, Aslaug was talking to a man next to her. You hadn't even realized he walked in after her, like her favored son, she had the gift of making everyone aware of only her presence by just walking in a room. 

"Hi, Aslaug"

She turned to face you, her face lightened up and her smile widened. This time it reached her eyes. 

"Y/N, my sweet girl, hello" she hugged you tightly, and you sighed, hugging her back. You missed her "I was wondering if you'd say hello... How are you, my dear?" 

"I'm fine" you nodded "How are you?" 

"I'm good, honey, I'm so happy to see you, I was worried when you..." She licked her lips, nervously "I called you a couple of times, but you didn't pick up" 

"Oh, yeah, sorry about that... I kind of neglected my phone for a few weeks" 

"I understand" she nodded. If anyone in the world understood exactly how you felt, it was Aslaug "I truly do, Hvitserk has been talking to me about you, I'm glad you haven't completely cut off communications with my family, we need you" 

"Of course" you giggled "Hvitserk is one of my closest friends, and that won't change" 

I hope, you thought. You kind of felt very replaceable. 

"I'm glad to see you" she repeated, the smile never left her lips "Remember you will always be welcome in our home, Y/N"

"Thank you, Aslaug" you nearly teared up "I think I should go back now..."

"Yeah, go and have fun, dear" she caressed your cheek softly, not even mentioning the people you were with "Goodbye"

"Bye, have a good day" you shot her another wide smile. 

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Thora looked impressed when you arrived to the cafeteria with Torvi, Lagertha and Gunhild. She was polite to them, but it was obvious that she was surprised to see you hanging out with them. 

'Wow' was the only thing she said once they left, making you promise you'd wear the dress you had bought that morning to the club the night after.

"Don't even mention it" you groaned, rubbing your face as the both of you got ready to start your shift. 

"I didn't take you for someone that had brunch with these people" Thora held back a laugh, and you hit her arm playfully. 

"They're really nice" you muttered "They're just trying to make me feel better" 

"Yeah, they seem nice, but... Are you sure you fit in that group, Y/N?" She raised an eyebrow "Don't get offended, but I never pictured you in there"

"No, I don't" you sighed "As I'm seeing Alfred now, I suppose they see me like one of them" 

"You're seeing..."

"Not like that" you glared at her "Shut up, we're just friends" 

This time she didn't hold back the laugh. 

"I went on a date with Hvitserk" she cleared her throat, and you looked up at her again, interested. 

"And?" 

"Nothing, he's just not my type" she shrugged, making you groan.

"He likes you, I know it" you winked at her. 

Thora shook her head. 

"Hvitserk is the kind of man that likes everyone" she laughed "It's okay, he's nice and fun, but not what I'm looking for... I have another date tonight, though, with a guy I met on Tinder" 

"You're on Tinder?" You frowned as you kept drying the coffee cups. 

"Yes, and you should too" she giggled when you widened your eyes at her "Come on, Y/N, you're young, hot and cute, stop thinking about a boy that didn't appreciate you, you deserve to spend your nights having orgasms, not chocolate ice-cream" 

"But I like chocolate ice-cream" you muttered.

"More than orgasms?" She chuckled, and just when you were about to answer, she interrupted you "Don't answer, you're weird" she rolled her eyes. 

Hvitserk surprised you at the end of your shift with a bag full of beers. He had brought his car and offered you a late night with beer, chips and reality shows. As it was probably the best plan you could have, you said yes, and opened one of the beers even before entering the car. You saw Hvitserk glance at Thora as she stayed to close the cafeteria and wait for her date, chatting with a girl she knew from university that visited her at work. 

"You should work a bit for it" you said, raising an eyebrow at him as he drove to your home with a poker face. 

"She's not interested" he shrugged. As Hvitserk wasn't used to having girls reject him, it had hurt his pride.

"But you can make her interested if you do things right" you chuckled "You Lothbrok boys are always waiting for girls battling their eyelashes at you" 

Hvitserk laughed. 

"You're right, what can I say? I'm surprised you didn't battle your eyelashes at me yet" 

"I was busy with your brother, Hvitty" you giggled "Until he got tired of me"

Hvitserk's smile faded slowly, and as soon as he could, he put his hand on your thigh, turning to look at you. 

"How are you, Y/N?" 

"I'm fine, it's okay" you muttered, shrugging "I saw your mother today" 

"Yeah she told me" he nodded, his attention back to the road "She also asked me not to say anything to Ivar" he sighed "It's because she doesn't like Freydis, she came home for dinner the other day and I could swear she would have loved to sink the knife on her neck" he held back a smile. 

God, you loved Aslaug. 

"Why? What happens with Freydis that no one likes her?" You asked, curious.

"You've seen them together, haven't you?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, briefly... Alfred and I left immediately, I barely talked to them" 

"Ivar is infatuated with her" he sighed "He's lost his mind, Y/N, he's not even rational now, his whole world is Freydis, it's not love, it's... I'm worried about him" he frowned "He's changing, he can't see anything past her" 

"Have you tried to talk to him? Maybe he needs a bit of big brother guidance"

"I can't talk to him, he's... He doesn't listen. No matter what I tell him, he doesn't trust me"

"Ivar has a hard time trusting people" you said softly "Maybe..."

"Don't defend him" he glared at you "I know what you mean, but he's known her for a few months, Y/N, and he's pushing away every single person that was important to him, he's not even going to physical therapy anymore" 

You frowned a bit. Ivar hated therapy, but he always understood he needed to do it. Suddenly you felt the need of texting him.

"Stop worrying about him, Y/N" Hvitserk narrowed his eyes "It's my job to worry about him because he's my little brother, but you can forget about him now" 

When you arrived home, Hvitserk went directly to the kitchen to heat up the sandwiches you had taken from the cafeteria and put the beers in the fridge as you entered your bedroom, sighing tiredly. 

"I'm going to take a shower" you raised your voice, and after Hvitserk hummed, probably with his mouth full of food, you entered the bathroom, closing the door and taking off your clothes. 

The warm water relaxed your body and you were able to finally stop thinking, leaving your mind completely blank. 

It didn't last, though. 

As soon as you left the shower, you unlocked your phone, looking for Ivar's contact. The last text messages you had exchanged were from the last days of your relationship. Ivar didn't like to text, so he usually only replied with monosyllables and then called you to hear your voice, but in those last weeks he hadn't even replied. In that moment, you had tried to convince yourself that it was normal, that he might hadn't feel like texting you, but then he had broken up with you. Scrolling down the messages, you could tell exactly the day he had realized he wasn't in love with you anymore -if he had ever been in love, which you started to doubt-. You let your throat ache and a couple of tears run down your cheek before wiping them away and writing the message you had in mind. 

Hi Ivar. Are you okay? 

You didn't think he'd reply. But after hearing people saying how weird Ivar was acting (even more than the usual) and how Freydis had changed him, you started to wonder if he was okay. No matter how much he hurt you, he was still someone you cared deeply about. 

A knock on the bathroom door startled you. 

"Y/N? Are you alive?" Hvitserk sounded a bit worried as he knocked on the door. You cleared your throat and dried the few tears on your face. 

"Yes! Sorry! I'll be out in five!"

____________________________________

The beers didn't last as long as you thought. It was past midnight when Hvitserk convinced you to open the bottle of vodka you had bought months ago and already forgot why. 

It resulted on a blurry night, as the both of you started feeling more and more happy, you watched stupid movies and laughed at them. You forgot about Ivar, the text and the ache in your chest. Hvitserk was the only one that could make you forget everything and laugh so much. 

"Come on, that never happens" Hvitserk groaned, rubbing his eyes with his voice already a bit unsteady. The brothers had a high alcohol tolerance, but Hvitserk was always the one that got drunk first "The girl never runs back to us, we're the ones that have to chase them" 

You giggled drunkenly, hitting his arm. 

"Yeah, we have to make you work for it"

He rolled his eyes, drinking directly from the bottle now. 

"It's always easier to go out to a pub and have sex with another girl" 

You giggled again. For some reason, every single thing he said felt like the funniest thing ever. 

"Yeah, we can do that too" you smirked "For example, as you don't want to work for Thora, she's now out on a date and probably having sex with another guy while you're in my apartment getting drunk and criticizing terrible movies... Who's losing now?" You raised an eyebrow, smiling in victory. Hvitserk frowned and glared at you as you laid back on the couch. 

"Are you saying I should go out and find someone to have sex with?" 

"No" you giggled "I'm saying you should call Thora tomorrow" 

"Anyway" he scoffed again "You should be the one going out to have sex" 

"Me?" You laughed "Why?"

"When was the last time you had an orgasm, Y/N?" 

You closed your eyes and pressed your fingers against your temple. It was hard to think when you had that... Noise in your head. 

"I can't remember" you muttered "Probably before..." You hummed. He knew what you meant. 

"What?" He widened his eyes, and his jaw dropped "It's been months, Y/N, what the hell?" He groaned "You didn't even touch yourself?"

You were so drunk that you didn't even flinch at his question.

"I don't have time for that" you frowned. 

"Well, now I know why you're always pouting and looking like a lost puppy"

You opened your eyes to glare at him, even if you only saw a blurry bulge on the other side of your couch. 

"I don't pout" you scoffed "And I'm just not ready to get to know someone new, Hvitty"

"You don't have to know them, you just need to fuck them" he shrugged "It works, you know, it helps to move on... In fact, this is what you should do; you should go out, pick someone, take them to my flat and fuck them on Ivar's bed" 

You couldn't help the burst of laugher that brought tears to your eyes. Hvitserk looked amused. 

"I'm serious, that should teach that asshole a fucking lesson, he needs it" 

"I miss him" you muttered when the laughter died down "I texted him" 

You couldn't see it, but Hvitserk sighed and rubbed his eyes. He moved then, startling you when he laid down next to you, hugging you softly. It made you smile. 

"You need to stop, Y/N" he whispered then, and the lump in the throat came back "You really need to move on, you're amazing, and there's so many people in the world that deserves you much more than my stupid brother"

"I know" you sighed "But I want him" 

Hvitserk hummed. He knew the feeling. He also knew you'd get over it, with time, but now it was difficult. 

"That's why you need to go out there and enjoy your youth, Y/N" he drank from the bottle again, making you laugh "Get drunk, have sex and stop living like you're fifty and getting over your second divorce"

"Sounds easy when you say it" you giggled turning around to face him. 

"You just need to do it" he muttered. Your eyelids already felt heavy, and when you opened your eyes, you saw Ivar. You didn't even know why, Ivar and Hvitserk didn't really look alike, but in that moment you saw him, his deep blue eyes staring at you, his pouty lips, his cute nose... Even that nervous expression he had whenever the two of you were alone. Your heart started beating faster and faster, and you felt his arms around you. You could even smell him. Oh, gods, you missed him so much. You would give anything, your own life, just to be able to kiss him again, even if it was for the last time. 

So you just leant in and kissed him. 

He kissed you back, but that kiss didn't feel like Ivar's... This one was much more rushed, it was good but... It lacked Ivar's passion and intensity. It wasn't the same. 

Anyway, you kept kissing him, as his hands roamed up and down your body. You might knew you were kissing Hvitserk, but decided to ignore it. Maybe he was right and you just needed someone to move on. 

_______________________________________

Ivar just glared at his phone. He had been glaring at it for the past two hours, since Freydis left, saying she was meeting some friends that night. Then he checked his phone and he nearly dropped it when he saw your name on his screen. Why were you texting him now? He thought you hated him. It was easier that way. 

He rubbed his face, groaning and laying back on his bed. His legs hurt so much that day... No matter how many painkillers he had taken, how much he rested. He was feeling like someone just ran over him with a truck. 

Hvitserk didn't come home either. Not that it made a difference. The long nights they spent drinking cheap beer and talking about family and life were long forgotten. They weren't as close now. He was probably fucking someone he just met, or getting drunk. Did he mention he'd go to your house to see you? Maybe. Ivar had stopped listening whenever your name came up, trying to avoid that rage he felt the last time he saw you, getting all cozy and giggly with Alfred. The fucking Alfred. 

You always insisted he was only a friend, but he knew better, if he hadn't left you for Freydis, you'd probably have ended up leaving him for Alfred. He was better for you anyway. 

Hi Ivar. Are you okay? 

Why did you care? Were you thinking about him and suddenly wanted to know if he was okay? Did anyone say anything to you? 

He had to hold back a smile when he saw your profile picture. It was you in Iceland, hugging one of the huskies Floki had on his house in Skógar. Freki, the husky you had fallen in love with, was infatuated with you, too, and Ivar found very amusing how he would follow you anywhere, trying to get your attention. It reminded him of himself, actually, annoyed when you diverted your attention to something that wasn't him. Ivar had a serious talk with the dog, explaining him that he wasn't allowed to get into bed with you, let alone cuddle you in your sleep, the only living being that could do that was Ivar.

He took that picture one morning you decided to take Freki for a walk. The husky had been so excited to see you that he had knocked you down to the floor, making you laugh. The picture had you looking at the camera, hugging Freki as he tried to lick your cheek. 

When he locked his phone again, the warm tingling on his chest disappeared. It made him sigh, closing his eyes. Freydis was perfect, wasn't she? She was beautiful, sweet, she loved him. She made him understand he was special, that he needed no one but her. 

She was perfect. She was the one, and she loved him as much as he did, she always said it. At least a few times a day, she smiled sweetly and said that she loved him, so that meant she loved him, right? You didn't say it that much. But then again, you would have never left him alone knowing he was in pain. 

Shaking his head, he unlocked his phone again and wrote a quick text. 

Yeah, thanks. 

Then he deleted your number. He didn't want to see that photo with Freki, smiling at him, he didn't want to think about you or about what you would have done. You weren't part of his life anymore. 

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I hope I didn’t forget anyone :( if I did please tell me

[onewomancitadel]

🤡

Because this is the only ask responding to the meme my very first reaction was... is this ask meant to be making fun of me... what does this arcane clown symbol mean... and then I remembered lol

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

Sadly I think I am the funniest person in the world so there are a few. It also helps that both Jaune and Cinder are two (at times) rather sarcastic and observational characters. There is a lot of intentional humour in The Distance Which Fools the Skimming Eye - sometimes from the absurdity of the emotional scenarios. I'm a bit shy to show lots of direct lines though lol.

One I was thinking about recently was when Cinder finally cracks in Chapter 2 and despite the seriousness of their previous interactions there's a degree of perhaps - banality to her refrain which is sort of funny, which is sort of like two normal people having a normal conversation, which makes it funny to me:

That's the type of thing I find funny, is when you've got serious stakes and a sort of mildly absurd brooding dramatic character (Byronic heroine!) and then a level sweet to the sour. I also get a lot of humour out of the idea of, say, Salem grilling Cinder about her supposed secret boyfriend. Anything that can be described or recontextualised in a mundane fashion is amusing to me when it's a fantastical scenario (I also think it's a great way of figuring out if you know what you're doing).

But on a more serious level, what I really enjoy is that idea that it's the environment/circumstance that is keeping these two people apart who probably would seriously get on really well. So the humour is often a way to realise that, or at least the dryness, or something chafing there that is playful and desperate to get out - so in many ways I think humour serves a very, very functional purpose in a story like this written exactly to my tastes. When you can share a laugh with someone or have a bit of awareness that transcends whatever is pressing on you or have this very, very clear realisation that - oh we actually get on quite well, I wonder what that life would've looked like - it's sort of saddening and bright and fun. It might seem like it's only there to set-up their respective character awareness of other people/other peoples' romantic feelings, but when Jaune and Cinder are gossiping about Emerald and Mercury in Chapter 5, it's also like - fuck you two would so fucking cute in any other circumstance, wouldn't you. What about this life. What about this one.

So the funny asides - she smells like wet dog - are certainly there to amuse ME and only ME because everything is about ME (sarcasm but sort of true for fanfic), it's also working on a humanistic level, particularly relevant for an enemies-to-lovers pairing, and particularly relevant for relieving tension or stress, and I think also particularly relevant because Jaune's much more than comic relief - and I think you can demonstrate that when you've got them being funny together in a non-slapstick way.

Now, for a non-Skimming Eye example - all the aforementioned is still true - I think my favourite would have to be this, and I have to provide the entire passage for context:

which, not to toot mine own horn, is still some of my favourite dialogue I've written altogether. It's from The One Known by Many Names aka Somehow Even More Self-Indulgent Than That Other Fucking Novel-length Fic. (Also if anybody clicks through please keep in mind it's rated Explicit).

It's funny. It makes me laugh. Cinder is allowed to be little a condescending to the heroes but not too cruel, as a treat. Again, you've got that humanistic element here too, and breaking the tension a bit - and also an absurd situation, which makes it funny - and also that element that Cinder can still be Cinder even if she's going through a redemption arc (this motivates a lot of my characterisation for her chiefly in Skimming Eye) and Jaune can still be Jaune (or you can bring out even more of his character in relief) and they can both be interesting and themselves in a romance between them and in new situations.

So I really like humour for a lot of different reasons - I mean, I love my fair share of puns and wordplay and things turning out exactly how you wanted, just not the way you expected, and there is ironic humour there! That's the type of stuff I love forever and ever and ever. The humanistic element is one of the most underestimated points, though. Humour isn't just there for the Whedonesque quips and to spoil emotional moments - it is emotion, it is human, but you don't need to be self-conscious/self-aware, feeling the need to undercut your story with it - it IS character, it IS story, it IS theme, and most of all, if you can't describe a chapter like, 'She steals her stepmother's carkeys to impress her sort of boyfriend with an expensive car and go hooning' then is it even fun? Lololol. That's just me because I'm silly, not everyone needs to do that of course.

Thank you for playing along, I actually ended up really enjoying responding to this. <3 <3 <3 I'd still love to play the ask game if anyone feels like it... 🥺

[dirty-bosmer]

Hi!! I've been following you for a while, but I'm shy so I hope you don't mind that I'm on anon. I've ben wanting to write fic for a few months but it seems rather intimidating with all of the stories that are already out there. I saw one of your writing ask replies where you had mentioned it being okay to compare yourself to others as long as you do so critically, and wondered if you could expand on that if you don't mind? It's honestly one of my biggest hang-ups >.<

Oh totally! I should preface this by saying that I'm well aware of all the writing advice lists that will tell you "comparison is the thief of joy," and “absolutely under no circumstances should you compare yourself to others.” While I think there is value to that advice, it’s a really hard part of our brain to turn off. Most people possess some degree of awareness lol. We’re perceptive. We notice things that others are doing around us, and it’s natural to ask “how are we similar? What are we doing that’s different?” My approach to these observations is that if I’m not doing anything positive with them, they really don’t serve me, so when I’m reading, I’ll ask myself, “how is the author building intrigue? Why am I so fond of these characters? Why is this passage so pleasing?” It takes practice and a lot of self-reflection to apply this to your own writing, but that’s what I mean by a critical eye. It’s kind of like research, and if I’m not comparing my writing to that of better writers, I don’t feel I will ever grow in my craft.

Another thing, and idk if this is a side effect of having my ass handed to me in grad school, but I’ve found a lot of peace in acknowledging that there will always be someone more skilled than I, more passionate than I, smarter, better, more successful than I. Rather than this being a source of grief, it’s actually quite freeing? I’ve stopped trying to compete with these people. Instead, I try to learn from them. I find them inspiring, and I think placing a higher value on being able to say “I am growing, and I am improving,” over some arbitrary or numerical measurement of “success” is something most people would benefit from.  

And speaking of “success,” if you’re starting out with fanfic, don't bother with stats. This is a place where I think comparison will more often than not lead to despair lol. Fanfic is a hobby. We write it for fun, and in my opinion, the moment you start getting hung up on performance metrics and engagement is the moment you start to jeopardize your happiness. It’s great to have an audience, and I’m so appreciative of all my readers, but I started writing for myself, because I found it fulfilling, because it relieved stress, and since I’m not getting paid, my joy is always going to be a more reliable source of creative energy than those derived from extrinsic motivators. 

Also, with regard to stats, another thing to keep in mind is that (and this is true with many forms of art and media) very popular titles can be fairly mediocre while some truly phenomenal works will receive so little attention that it borders on criminal. And before anyone takes offense, I’m not saying that rough or unpolished or poorly written fics are without value, only that fanfic is quite a different beast than original work. With fic, you already have an audience that is primed to be invested in your story. People want wish fulfillment. They want to read their favorite characters in crazy situations. They want to have fun and enjoy silly romps, and they want to see the same tropes over and over again (it’s me— I am people). The nature of the game is that if the story you want to write doesn’t include those things, there is a chance it won’t gain a lot of traction. But at least it’s your story, yeah? And at least it will bring you joy :)

Sorry for rambling. I hope that clarifies what you were asking 😅 The TL;DR is if you write and want to improve your skill, it’s really important to learn from those around you. Comparison is most likely going to happen anyway, so you might as well make it work for you. And if you don’t want to improve, that’s totally fine! Not everyone is writing or reading fic for the craft, and this is just what works for me :)

Thanks for the ask! I really enjoy thinking and talking about these things 💕

[knchins]

Seijoh + First Dates

Pairing: Oikawa x GN!Reader, Mattsun x GN!Reader, Makki x GN!Reader, Iwa x GN!Reader, Kindaichi x GN!Reader, Kunimi x GN!Reader, Kyoutani x GN!Reader

Rating: G

Word Count: 2k

HQWK Prompt: Favorite Team

Warnings: Individual warnings are placed under each name header

Notes: Day three of HQ Week! Here’s so cute little headcanons for you <3 As usual feel free to check out @haikyuuweek2020​ for more special content!

Warnings: Brief kissing

Tooru takes you to a professional volleyball game and you can’t say you’re surprised

Despite the obvious reason for him being there is to study future opponents and maybe pick up a few new techniques or strategies, you do genuinely enjoy the fact that he’s there with you and no one else. 

He has a one track mind, but honestly you’re so enamored with him that it’s okay.

He treated you to snacks and a drink, your favorites, and even any souvenirs that you want. 

You don’t ask for the stuffed mascot for the team he’s rooting for, but you accept it happily nonetheless. 

He keeps his arm around you or hand on you at all times. Just so people know that you’re his. He’s very proud to finally have you to show off to the world. 

While it wasn’t what you would have picked for a first date, you actually get quite swept up in the game, cheering on his favored team in the stands with him. 

Oikawa is captivated by the way you look when you shout encouragement for them, and he secretly hopes you’ll do that for him during his next match. 

Really, he had plenty of cheerleaders. People that wanted him to notice them and perhaps ask them out. But none of them compared to you. 

No, you were the only voice in the crowd that had ever mattered. And he was sure to memorize it and next time, he’d make sure to make you proud. 

After the game, he takes you home and he’s a complete gentleman while doing so. 

In truth he’s a bit nervous to make any sort of move on you, not wanting to seem too eager or pushy. 

He settles for a chaste kiss on the back of your hand and a dazzling smile before bidding you goodnight.

Warnings: Cuddling?

When Mattsun first asked you out on a date, you thought he was playing some cruel joke on you.

He always seemed so intimidating on the court. 

But after you dared to say yes, he showed you a whole new side to him. 

He took you out for dinner and the two of you shared stories over a nice meal. 

He complimented your outfit and said you looked amazing.

Honestly he was the most easy going guy you had ever met.

You felt bad for judging him so quickly. 

After dinner he took you to see a movie you’d been dying to see.

He put his arm around your shoulders and pulled you close to him.

The theater was freezing so you were grateful for his warmth

Unfortunately you were so comfortable nuzzled into his side that you fell asleep before the climax of the movie. 

Matsukawa didn’t mind, he simply chuckled and held you close, thinking you looked like the most adorable person on the planet. 

Once the movie was over he gently woke you and you were totally embarrassed.

He assured you that it was okay and that you’d just have to make it up to him with another date. 

And of course you happily accepted…but said perhaps next time they did something different to avoid you falling asleep on him again.

Warnings: None

Makki only asked you out because Iwaizumi beat him in an arm wrestling match. The bet was that whoever lost had to ask out their high school crush. 

Even though he wasn’t totally confident in winning, he did believe that he had more of a chance than he actually did. 

But a bet is a bet, so he worked up the courage (with Mattsun’s help, of course) and asked you if you wanted to go get some ice cream after school one day with him.

You said yes, excited that he finally worked up the nerve to ask you. 

Despite how perceptive Makki is, he totally did not think you would say yes. He seemed to be totally oblivious of just how often you flirted with him in class. 

When the day comes you change out of your uniform into the cutest outfit you had, something that you knew he’d love. 

And you were right! Makki was incredibly excited to see you, his face red as he hadn’t thought to bring a spare change of clothes. You didn’t mind though. 

He took you to a local ice cream parlor where you both got taiyaki filled with your favorite ice cream flavor and sat down outside to enjoy the sweet treat together. 

It was awkward at first, Hanamaki wasn’t entirely sure what to talk about or how to make small talk with you. But eventually the two of you started talking about volleyball and he instantly became comfortable. 

He asked if you came to the games, and you admitted to him that you came to every one just to watch him play. 

Again he was blushing like mad, but also grinning like a lovesick idiot at the same time. 

All in all it was a very fun date and it led to many, many others.

Warnings: Kissing

You and Iwa met at the gym so when he asked you to go jogging with him sometime, you didn’t think it was a date.

Though you had a suspicion that it was a little more than just work out buddies blowing off steam. 

The two of you stretched in a nearby park that was his favorite place to run. It was beautiful and he thought that you might enjoy a change of scenery since he typically saw you running on a treadmill at the gym he frequently visited. 

It was actually very beautiful and while you both started jogging towards a predetermined finished line, it was nice to get out in the fresh air instead of the stifling atmosphere of the gym. 

Iwa suddenly bet you to a race. Whoever won had to do the other a favor of their choosing. 

Of course you said yes. 

You both began to sprint, though it was clear that Iwa was faster than you were by a long shot. 

Still he seemed to hold back, pretending to be running neck in neck with you. A few times he obviously slowed his gait to keep from pulling ahead. 

It was actually really cute that he was letting you win, though you wished you had been able to beat him.

It was at that point that you were pretty certain that this was, indeed, a date. 

The thought had your heart fluttering happily as you made it to the end, beating him by just a few seconds. 

Iwa pretended to be out of breath, acting as if that had took more out of him than it really did. The display of humble defeat was quite endearing. 

“What do you want?” He asked, scratching the back of his neck nervously. 

“A kiss.” You reply coyly and he gives you a surprised look. He was expecting you to ask him to pay for your dinner or something, not a kiss. 

But then he shrugs, pretending like kissing you was no big deal (actually it was a huge deal but if he thought about it too much he’d screw it up).

He leans into you and the two of you share a brief, light kiss. 

Your heart blooms with affection as you look into his eyes. “Let’s do this again sometime.” 

Warnings: None

Kindaichi was a simple highschool boy that loved the arcade. 

In fact, that was how you met. 

You didn’t go to Aoba Johsai, but you did frequent the arcade that was just down the street from Seijoh to relieve stress and blow off some steam.

Kindaichi was pretty smitten at first site due to just how good you were. 

He himself had great hand-eye coordination thanks to volleyball so he wasn’t too shabby either. 

So, one day when he noticed you looked a little down he asked if you wanted to maybe play a racing game with him. He had seen you play it often and usually you got pretty into it, always leaving with a smile. 

You didn’t really think of it as a date until later on when he referred to it as “our first date”.

Anyway, he challenged you to a race and of course you agreed.

You had interacted with Kindaichi multiple times, but it was never very in depth. He seemed pretty good at gaming and was a good competitor. 

He put in tokens on the game and both of you sat down in the racing chairs. 

As the game began, it was clear that Kindaichi wasn’t going to go easy on you. 

The race was neck and neck most of the way, both of you playing expertly. 

However, in the end you won!

Kindaichi was a little disappointed that he lost, however he congratulated you and asked if you wanted to go with him to get something to eat. 

Feeling better now than you did before because of your win, you nodded your head with a smile and joined him. 

There were fireworks from then onward!

Warnings: None

You never could read what Kunimi was thinking. He always seemed so blaze. 

So when he asked you out, you were pretty surprised. He had never seemed to be interested in you before. 

Even when you said yes, his expression didn’t change. He still looked almost...bored? 

But really that was just him, he wasn’t known to be very expressive. 

He took you to a local cafe that had the most delicious sweets you had ever had. 

He got some salted caramel treats while you got your own favorite dessert to try. 

It was nice just to sit and chat with him. You always found him to be quite interesting. 

He was quiet, which you didn’t mind. You carried most of the conversation but Kunimi’s words were always sincere and genuine. 

Eventually you got him to confess that he was actually interested in you and that this wasn’t out of the blue. Though clearly the confession made him feel very embarrassed. 

You told him that you always look forward to watching him play in a volleyball match, since he always seemed to be so strategic when it was high stakes. 

Though you lamented that he could put in a little more effort which he scoffed at. 

By the end of the night, he was looking rather pleased instead of indifferent and really you couldn’t have asked for anything better.

Warnings: None? Kyoutani bullies you into dating him lol

Kentarou didn’t really ask you out, he sort of demanded that you go with him to the local carnival. 

Honestly you were too scared to tell him no, so you figured what was the worst that could happen? Certainly he wasn’t all bad. 

Looking back now, you were so thankful that you did. 

Kentarou was rough around the edges, but it was clear that he was just as nervous about this date as you were. It was very cute to see him so worked up about possibly ruining it. 

He bought you some of your favorite carnival food and you surprised him by sharing it with him. You saw a ghost of a smile as he happily took a couple bites. 

As you both walked around, he noticed you eyeing some of the plush toys that were prizes in some of the games. 

Unfortunately you had never been good at ring tosses, or knocking bottles down with a ball so you stayed quiet, not wanting to even try. 

Kentarou however picked up on this and made you go to the stall and tell him which prize you wanted. 

After bashfully pointing out a plus stuffed animal that was your favorite, he asked the person running the game what it took to win it. 

And then, as if it were nothing, he won it for you.

And this happened again and again, until neither of you could carry any more plushes. 

The huge smile on your face was totally worth it, and by the end Kentarou had a small smile on his face as well. 

His features were a little less hard, and every time you laughed and applauded him, he loosened up just a tiny bit. 

By the end of the night he seemed like a totally different person. 

Sure he was still gruff and tough and rowdy, but he was also soft and caring. 

And that was the start of a beautiful relationship.

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