#just ignore the last one being blocked out ok 😭

[cyb3rst3lla]

random ass parts of my mcu script

i did steal a couple of these from tiktoks/pinterest lmao

[ynbabe]

Do you think you could write a smau with Yuki or Daniel with a male reader who is like 6'-6'4 and they kinda have a gay panic moment and reader is just subtly flirting with them through captions and comments...

If not than that's ok, have a great day/night

ahhhhh this is such a cute idea, I went with Danny ric for this one cause the yuki to 6'4 reader height difference would be too mean 😭

y/nfsnweek

y/nfsnweek new shoot coming out @/alphatauri

y/nfsnweek excited to meet all the cool guys at @/vcarbf1team

vcarbf1team we're excited to meet you!! username YOU'RE MEETING DANIEL AND YUKI?? y/nfsnweek perks of the job 🤷‍♂️

username HELLO??? father what do you mean you're modelling for an f1 team??

username girl they were a fashion brand first 😭

username omg does this mean Y/n's going to a race? He has to right?

username every time I find out abt this man's height I need to log off cause WHAT DO YOU MEAN THIS CUTIE IS FUCKING 6'4???

username tall king

username imagine him next to Yuki 😂

username they wouldn't even fit in the camera screen together 💀

vcarbf1team

vcarbf1team our drivers through the eyes of @/y/nfsnweek

y/nfsnweek need a pass for every race pls

vcarbf1team we got you king 💪

yukitsunoda no comments, no one talk to me, deleting all social media

username omg yuki 😭 bbg it's not your fault y/n is just freakishly tall

danielricciardo finally someone I had to look up to talk to 😂

yukitsunoda Daniel you're blocked first

username daniel looks at y/n like he wants to eat him, Yuki looks at y/n like he's planning to steal his height

username Danny something you'd like to share with the class???k

Daniel was trying to be normal but there were only very few people he had to look up to talk too and even fewer people who looked like that.

He had accepted he was gay a long time ago but refused to be in a relationship due to the media and his job but there was no way he could ignore the way his heart began racing when he looked into your eyes. The worst part of it was he didn’t even know if you were interested in him, or guys.

One wrong move and his career would be down the drain… again and he couldn’t risk that but he couldn’t stop himself from thinking about you either. This was driving him insane. You were driving him insane and you hadn’t even spoken to him over 10 minutes.

He could always count on Max right? He had never told anyone about Daniel’s secret even when they had been fighting and he was his best friend obviously he was going to cry about this to him.

Why had Max sent him one of Y/n’s Instagram posts? Daniel was not in the mood to stalk his crush only to see him with women all over him.

y/nfsnweek

y/nfsnweek If you know what I did last summer pls let me know

Oh, okay, he liked guys, but did he want Daniel? Y/n was a model, he worked around gorgeous men 24/7 why would he want to be with Daniel?

Daniel couldn't do much more, he could pine and yearn like he had for years before or he could get on with his job and move on like he is used to.

danielricciardo

danielricciardo Enchanté orange edition 🍊

landonorris Papaya edition?

danielricciardo no comments

y/nfsnweek my favourite fruit 🤭

username bro??? username your favourite what 🤨 username oh?

maxverstappen doubles as MV1 merch

danielricciardo @/Landonorris defend your colour

danielricciardo

danielricciardo austingp my home away from home

ynfsnweek suddenly I'm very interested in America

maxverstappen 🤨🤨 ynfsnweek yee haw 😫

username that hat 😮‍💨

username max?? y/n??

username y/n being the first comment on this post is giving

username giving broke back mo-

daniel.jpg

daniel.jpg photo creds to @/lando.jpg

y/nfsnweek Lando needs a raise

lando.jpg it's all him y/nfsnweek fr mans fine asf

username Y/N????

username HELLO???

username if Daniel doesn't respond to y/n rn its going to get real embarrassing real quick

Daniels's head was reeling, what did Lando mean you were flirting with him under his posts? Weren't all those comments PR? Should he text you? but what if you didn't like him? But what if you did? Fuck.

Daniel texted you, why had he texted you? Did he not like you? Did your comments make him uncomfortable? You were not above crying till the sun rose and the tears were already ready.

But first you had to yell at the little gremlin that probably caused this, cause you may die of a broken heart and embarrassment but you weren't going alone.

Now back to Daniel, who was probably going to block and you were going to get your contract cut and-

Oh? oh? And where had that sudden burst of confidence come from?

On the other end, Daniel was losing his mind.

Oh

Oh...

HE LIKES ME?? HE LIKES ME!! He couldn't believe he was acting like a teenager right now but he was kicking his feet and giggling. You were the literal man of his dreams and you liked him back!

Daniel was going to die but at least it'd be from happiness this time and you? You were screaming into your pillow, stalking the man's Instagram, blushing thinking about the date.

[lafiametta]

Im so glad im not the only one still stuck on anora x igor😭😭 love them sm

As for a 1 word prompt i think hug could result in something sweet or even unexpected, but i could also leave a word-vomit here and maybe you’ll feel inspired by one of them:)) so let me just

ride, dinner, dance, call, sweatpants, beach, couch, deli

Haha, thank you for all the prompts! I’m going with the first one, but I may come back to some of the others because they’re so good! :)

She wakes a little before two and shuffles into the kitchen. It’s quiet, so Vera must be out somewhere. There’s a quarter of the Honey Nut Cheerios left, which she eats while absently scrolling through TikTok. None of it’s particularly interesting, so she flips over to her texts. There’s one from Vera (“went 2 nico’s. get more tp at the store thx”) and a string of messages from Lulu, detailing some kind of crazy shit that went down last night involving two of their new dancers, a stolen g-string, hair-pulling, and a broken bottle of Cristal.

The last one, sent an hour ago from a contact she put into her phone as Hunchback Weirdo, is in all-caps, as if he didn’t fully trust himself with punctuation.

COME BY AT 3 OK?

She holds down the text and sends a thumbs-up reaction. He’s been coming by her house every Sunday at three for the last month and a half and he doesn’t really need to text each time, but she knows he likes to check with her to make sure it’s alright.

They don’t ever stay at the house that long—normally she just grabs her jacket and meets him on the porch, then they head in the direction of the beach. It’s only a few blocks to the boardwalk, a wide expanse that somehow feels just big enough for the two of them to walk side-by-side. It was awkward at first—neither of them really knew what to say after everything that had happened in his grandmother’s car—but after a while the quiet grew easier, and they learned how to talk in ways that seemed safe. He talks about his grandmother a lot, and about growing up in Russia. Ani’s childhood stories are far less heart-warming, so she avoids them, instead detailing all the things Vera—or Vera’s shitty boyfriend—had done to piss her off that week, along with anything fun or outrageous that had happened at work. She’s got a job at a new club now, secured through a glowing reference from Jimmy, and like any place full of drunk men and insecure women, there’s always drama.

They don’t ever talk about what happened in the car.

She thinks about it sometimes, the memory pulling deep and hard in her chest, a strange mixture of shame and sadness and gratitude that she doesn’t know where to put. Being around him makes it a little easier, which is why when he comes by she always goes with him, despite how fucking strange the whole thing really is.

A minute after three there’s a knock at the door—Ani’s already in her jacket, fingers flipping back the deadbolt.

It’s warmer out today, a tiny promise of spring, but the wind is brisk and tugging against her hair and cheeks, and she sinks deeper into the bulk of her jacket. Igor’s only in a black hoodie; she doesn’t ask him if he’s cold.

Along the boardwalk, there are older men in rumpled suits and women in headscarves sitting together on benches. A kid runs along the beach, trying to get a kite to lift into the air. For a moment, they’re walking close enough that their fingers brush together and Ani quickly stuffs her hands into her pockets, doing her best to ignore the unsteady feeling in her stomach.

By the time they get down to Coney Island the feeling has subsided enough that she lets him buy her a pretzel, which she eats piece by piece against the metal railing overlooking the beach while he smokes.

She’s already told him about Nico, how he had clogged their toilet two days ago and then fucked everything up more by continuing to flush, the whole thing overflowing and ruining their bathmat.

“Fuckin’ idiot,” she mutters. “I can’t believe my sister lets him fuck her.”

She laughs a little, although it’s mostly a sigh, and then lets the silence settle around them as they stare out at the mostly empty beach. He hasn’t finished the cigarette yet, so she reaches out for a quick drag.

“So how’s Garnik doing?” she asks as she hands it back, not realizing until she asked that part of her was actually curious. She wasn’t surprised he hadn’t mentioned Vanya or the Zakharovs at all, but it seemed a little weird he never said anything about the two Armenians, who he probably still saw all the time.

“Garnik?”

“Yeah, Garnik. His face still look like a fuckin’ raccoon?”

Igor shrugs, then drops the cigarette butt to the ground and stomps it out with the toe of his sneaker. “I don’t know.”

“You don’t know how your boss’s face looks?”

There’s a tiny shake of his head, and he turns to lean back against the railing. “I don’t work for him. For any of them.”

The words cut through her more strongly than the wind, leaving only questions in their wake.

“Since when?” she asks.

He turns his face to finally look at her, those blue eyes trained on hers in a way that always felt like she was something worth looking at. She had hated it at first—the intensity behind it—but now she’s wondering what it was really trying to convey.

“Since we come back from Vegas.”

For a moment she’s uncharacteristically speechless. He hadn’t worked for them since Vegas? He had quit his job—for what? For her? No, that made no sense. What was she to him? She had been a problem he had been sent to fix, a rock in someone else’s shoe, and then she had fucked him and cried all over him and run away. And now? She still has no fucking clue what they are. But she had thought she had been left alone to handle all of it, and he’s telling her that she’s not alone, that he walked away to meet her on the other side. And he’s here, with her, knocking on her front door every Sunday, trading stupid stories with her as they follow the path along the beach, looking after her in a way she hadn’t really understood until this moment.

He’s standing here, next to her, the March wind whipping against the fabric of his hoodie.

Ani steps closer until she’s right in front of him, her arms reaching out to tightly curl around his back. She remembers the feel of him, the warmth, and leans in, her cheek pressing up against the top of his shoulder. There’s a moment of hesitation—she hopes it’s only out of surprise—and then his arms wrap solidly around her, drawing her into the hug.

“Hi,” he says, the sound soft, like laughter.

“Hey,” she says, like she’s saying it for the first time.

[send me a one-word Anora x Igor prompt]

[awsugar]

you guys will never guess what happened to me...i was supposed to have my first real day back at work today 10-8, im dedicating myself to being on time and really putting myself back into my work to start off on a good foot after disappearing for 2 months without advance notice anyway so at 10pm last night i went to take out the trash so i could get ready for bed. early! responsible! and well the front door locked behind me. i had no phone, no wallet, no keys nothing. i panicked, i banged on the door bc ppl live in the two floors below me as well, rang their doorbells multiple times, tried to slide down the windows of my car from the outside somehow 😭 nothing worked. i walked around for a little while to see if there was anything open that might have a phone. there wasn't anything, i know the bar is around the corner where they know me but i didn't want to go there bc i was in my PAJAMAS. BRALESS. but eventually i had to go. a girl let me use her phone my mom didn't answer but the bartender gave me two cut credit cards to try and break into my own apartment 😭 and so i walked back and i tried i tried so hard that i scraped a layer of skin off my knuckle but i didn't get in, so i went back to the bar and the girl let me use her phone again, called my dad and he called and got me a triple a membership (a LOT cheaper than the fee to call the leasing agent after hours for a key) called triple A at midnight cause they said it had to be "next day" to use it 🙄 explained that i had no phone! im abandoned. they said around 2am so i said ok, i went back and sat and waited. by myself btw in the dark with nothing on me and no one and btw it was cold last night!!! i became so delirious and tired and it hurt so bad sitting on my steps for that long i stood for a while too but my feet hurted. FINALLY it was light out i walked to wawa 5 blocks called triple a again they said the person came at 335am i said lmao they didn't bc at 327 i was standing in the road watching every car go by just in case cause i was hopeful! a guy had walked by at that time and i just asked him what the time was so i know it was 327 they did NOT come at any point i watched every car no one stopped or slowed down and there was no triple a logo. anyway they said ok you're back on the list they'll be there about 45 min. i called my dad to let him know he said he hadn't slept cause he hadn't heard from me btw it's 7am now. been outside for 9 hours. and i told him im gonna have to call and let my boss know that it's not possible for me to come in today and he starts yelling at me! i said im not arguing with you on the wawa phone rn. walked back and sat and waited some more. and then before triple a got there the girl who lives on the 1st floor came out! magically! to go to work! and i was like oh my god. i went inside but. I KNCKED SO MUCH I BANGED I RANG THE DOORBELL she was in there the whole time. i ignored my parents telling me i had to go to work bc i was like. what part of me being awake outside in the cold by myself and awake for 24 hours makes you think im gonna go to work and make that 36 hours..btw didn't get to take my meds last night either! so i felt awful. my feet's were absolutely killing me, i was dead exhausted, still cold from being outside, i have BRUISES ON MY BUTT from sitting on the concrete steps. i texted my boss like hoping she would have a shred of humanity i said im willing to work 10 days straight idec im about to die and i would be a zombie if i tried to come rn. anyway im sure she wasn't pleased but she didn't fire me and i know my hours for tomorrow and sunday. and yes. anyway. i've been through so much. god forgot about me.

[yawn-junn]

Skipper, listen to me, you are growing fine and humble enough to admit when you are wrong . That's one thing I can honestly say about you not everyone can do that

At this point ignore them you dont let anyone I mean ANYONE try to bully you in telling you how you should feel or run YOUR PAGE. it's yours for a reason okay? I'm proud of you regardless

And to however the hell this anon is I think your just as immature for going back and forth with someone you don't even know matter fact someone that's a minor actually when all she did was state her opinion. IF U DONT LIKE IT U MAY PASS IT, that's all.

It amazes me how some of yall on this app don't do nothing but read and it's like yall still can't read If your that bothered go somewhere else leave her alone please and thank you. Go enjoy your day stop harassing people u don't know

Ok I get it I don't have to respond but I just know they acting like they run the world after typing out that shit and I gotta burst they bubble but that was the last response I'm not hince the "XOXO Yawn 💋" imma delete whatever they say cuz I'm honestly tired and they can't even use words properly! I'm not arrogant or defensive I'm petty 💅

But no srsly imma ignore them now cuz like I gotta help my friend he was in a school shooting a bit ago I ain't got time for this I need to be Able to respond to him when I can. I just wish they weren't anonymous so I can block them I don't understand why they don't block me and I don't think I was being rude in the first message it's just how I am 😭

Also I legit thought you forgot that nickname i thought i was off free

[autisticlee]

almost every time I have met online friends irl, they stop talking to me either immediately after or very soon after, usually after increasingly acting weird or distant towards me. it makes me feel awful. and then i'm afraid to meet anyone irl again.

I feel so silly and stupid that I have a lowkey fear creeping below the surface about going to visit my friend and their gf this summer. what if they end up hating me 🙃 i've thought about mentioning it to my friend, but I don't want to make them feel bad about it!!!!!! it's not their fault I feel this gross fear. they didn't do anything to make it happen. they're super excited and always tell me about it!! i'm the one that is struggling to feel excited because i'm haunted by past experiences that will not stop repeating like i'm stuck in an endless loop of hell!!!!! 😭

I try to remind myself that thos friend also

I seem to give off this bad vibe irl that everyone except me notices and it makes people want to avoid me. I don't know what it is or how to fix it but I wish I could!!!! perhaps i'm just simply not likable 🥲 i've had people want to be roommates and act like best friends meet me irl and suddenly start avoiding me until they straight-up ghost me. I don't understand 😔

i'm very willing to work on myself....if I knew wtf was wrong with me!!!!! but I do not!!

I also fear it's something I can't change and it's something that's part of me, so I literally can't do anything unless I mask and become a fake person. but that's so uncomfortable and lonely in itself and feels pointless. what if it's just normal autism traits and people are assholes???? then I have no choice in the matter.

everyone tells me i'll ~find the right ones~ or whatever. befriend other autistic or ND people. but it never matters. they all end up the same in the end!!!!! fellow autistic and adhd people have hurt me MORE than NTs!!! do you know how many times I thought I did find "the right people," made them promise to not do what the last ones did, promise to respect my needs and boundaries, and promise to be honest and talk everything out, but then a little while down the way they do exactly the same shit they promised not to that everyone else did?!

when the same shit keeps happening over and over, at what point does it stop being "other people are the assholes" and become "im obviously the problem" ??????? i'll have people tell me it's not me that's the problem. it's other people. those same people will become "the other people" themselves. so is it REALLY them that's the problem, or am I too goddamn stupid to know what's wrong with me and what i'm doing wrong ?!

sometimes people will put a blame on me but not tell me why it's me. just a broad statement with no details that point fingers at me. "you're gaslighting me" (after opening up to a close friend group about a difficult thing I had just experienced and that was the response one gave and then completely ghosted with no explanation, leading to the whole group abandoning me)

sometimes people will complain about certain things I can't help. "you ruined my whole day!" (some girl telling me this, a few months later after kicking me out of a group. I needed help navigating nyc subway to the bus station because my phone GPS didn't work there and she said it was ok, she'd gladly help me. then yelled at me about it a while later when she got mad about something else, about how I ruined her day that time by making her help me and being a burden 🙃✌️)

sometimes someone will drop out basically mid conversion, get extremely distant, go from replying with novels to one word replies until not responding at all, then suddenly block me a year later after ignoring me. only to come at me with "you stopped caring about me and haven't messaged me in a year" despite our last messages being me saying I miss them, them saying they've been busy (despite having the time to talk to multiple other people and ppat their message screenshots online every day and be online all the time) and me responding telling them to message me when they aren't busy so we can chat again, but never getting a response!!) only for them to admit they muted me and didn't want to talk to me "for no reason" they literally said that to me lmao wtf. how is there "no reason"

sometimes it IS them that's the problem though. like one girl who accused me of liking her and sabotaged our whole friendship based on these baseless delusions she had. sje decided she was going to "choose" to be straight (she's bi) and decided i'm a "man" (I was trans masc and starting my transition at the time, but am actually nonbinary. it was just required to be trans masc where I live to get treatment. nb people aren't allowed) and she decided guys and girls can't ever be "just friends" she even got very upset at me when I told her she's wrong and not even my type and i'm asexual/probably aromantic. she claims I ~knew saying that would hurt her~ because she apparently told me that kind of thing hurts her before. I did not know this, she never told me this. that's also a weird thing to think/say??? saying it upsets you that someone ISNT attracted to you but also being upset and ruining the friendship if they are??? what the fuck lmao. goofy behavior. I thought she'd be delighted to hear she was wrong about that but nope. she wanted to feel good that someone liked her even if it cost the friendship. haha weird 🙃 she also talked shit about me being autistic at one point lol. fellow ND being a ND hater. sue was all kinds of messed up, but at least I knew it was for sure her that was the problem and not me this one time. but she wasted so much of my time and energy that I can't get back.

it's not always clear why people do what they do, and it drives me insane until I can figure it out. most of the time I cannot. so I go on knowing i'll unknowingly fuck everything up yet again. it feels guaranteed.

I just want a stable and comfortable friendship that's close and secure. one I know will last. one where I can relax and enjoy the time with the other person and not have to be hyperaware of every little detail and look out for potential patterns I recognize that every friendship seems to fall into just like the last, that will lead to the same shit. then force me to have to try harder to save the friendship before it gets worse!!!! but trying seems to make it worse somehow. I don't fuckijg know.

I AM TIRED AND EXHAUSTED AND DONE. i've reached the point where I don't have the energy or willpower to try getting closer with anyone and have to sit here feeling lonely and disconnected from everyone. I don't feel like I have even one single person I can trust or rely on. not one. if I go to anyone, i'll just burden and annoy them. they can say I won't all the want, but that's always a lie. always. last time I trusted a group wo told me that, I got told I was gaslighting them. not told why or how. but apparently losing a thing important to me and confiding in my closest friends about it is "gaslighting" now and is justification to cancel me from our group trip and then not invite me back into the group chat when I switch accounts LOL.

after that shit, I just cannot. I genuinely thought that were "THE ONES" you know, those mythical "the right people" i'm alwaus being told about thar apparently exist. but every time I find them, I am wrong. so I have no fucking clue what to even look for. they seemed so good at first!!!! how do I find better???? and how do I not fuck it up wven thought I can't figure out what the FUCK I did wrong by sharing a very deep, personal, important thing with my closet trusted friends?!

if "the right people" can't even accept me then wtf am I supposed to do??? I feel like I either deserve this, not having friends or anyone to rely on, or I just have to accept that i'll always be alone. maybe I can have little casual surface friendships....but I'll never have anything deeper and closer. i'll never have the type of thing I feel I need that's hard to explain. maybe it's just the trust of knowing something will last and is stable. i've never had that. i've been walking on egg shells my whole life around everyone. and its so uncomfortable and sucks. it makes me feel so goddamn lonely. especially when I see everyone else has their person or people.

and don't get me wrong, i'm fine with being alone by myself. if I lock myself up and don't see or pay attention to others, i'm perfectly fine and don't feel lonely. it's as soon as I see other people being together, and ESPECIALLY when i'm woth other people that I feel this deep and painful sad/loneliness that doesn't go away until i'm away from people for a while again. but even of i'm enjoying my alone time, there's often things I want to do that require others, so I can't do them and it makes me feel bad. my old therapist telling me last time I was avoiding people due to (unknown at the time) autistic burnout, that we are a social species and require interaction with other people, so I NEED to make friends and interact with others always echos in my mind. I wish I DIDNT need others and can lock myself up alone forever. that feel less painful than trying to be with others. seeing and being with others makes me feel awful and alone. being literally alone feels comfortable and not lonely, most of the time. as long as I have a single-person hyperfocus to occupy my entire existence with.

but despite feeling like this, the burnout I hit from losing several important things to me at once about a couple years ago and my friend group ditching me when I needed them most is debilitating and still going strong. I feel like this is my new permanent state of being. I don't have the energy to put any effort into friendhips. if they don't maintain themsleves or the other person doesn't put in most of the effort, I WILL let it die and act like I don't give a fuck (I do, I just don't have the power to stop it). it's all on the other person's shoulders to carry the friendship the way I carried all the ones in my past. it's my turn to be the unresponsive friend who doesn't put in effort and responds with one word. not because I secretly hate the person/friendhipz but because i'm perpetually burnt out and literally can't do much anymore. I just can't.

that doesnt mean I can't keep complaining about how lonely and disconnected I feel!!! just because i'm not trying to fix it doesn't mean my feelings are invalid! "just keep trying" only works for people who have the ability to try. my ability was destroyed and am now unable. I would need a miracle of a person who puts in enough effort and genuinely cares enough about me to nurse me out of burnout hell to the point where I can put full trust and faith into them and call them my best friend.

but I doubt that will happen. I won't believe it until I see it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! being "positive" and hoping for the best keeps biting me in the ass and makes the fall hurt even more. I do not have the spoons and willpower and energy for that again i'm sorry 😭

wow this was a long ramble. it's taken me 2 hours to write this. I just wrote exactly what my brain was saying and rambled off topic. this was originally supposed to be about how, while I want to be excited to visit my friend and their gf, it's really hard to because all my past experiences make FEAR lurk around every corner.

I expressed an anxiety to my friend about the trip but only said it was about going to the airport and flying for the first time ever. and alone at that. if I tell them about this little hell demon on my shoulder, it may upset them. they're always telling me how they're so excited and I can't ruin that!!!! the more excited they are, the more comfortable/less worried I feel i'm allowed to be about it??? I NEED that energy personally. and I want them to keep that for themsleves as well. especially when it's not that I don't trust THEM. I don't trust myself. I could do any number of things wrong and make a good, fun, exciting trip go bad, or create a bad after-effect that makes it all slowly break down after. my friend expressed even wanting me to move in with them and their gf. be roommates. where have I heard that one before lmao. multiple other times before a seemingly good friendship gets destroyed for unknown reasons 😭

I hate that my brain has to live this way thanks to past traumas. cptsd mixed with autism/adhd is literally hell. but when you basically never know if you're the one fucking everything up accidentally, are afraid to hurt someone important again, don't know what a real/healthy friendhip is meant to look like due to never experiencing one, and don't have the energy to deal with this shit anymore, it's impossible to make your brain chill the fuck out.

there is a chance everything will go well and nothing will change. there is a smaller chance things will even improve. I can only hope, even if I know hoping for things ends up hurting more.

"what's the worst that can happen" i'm always asked, as if the person asking thinks nothing bad can happen. imagine being very far away from home and your trusted best friend you're there with betrays and hurts you for who knows what stupid reason, and you're stranded there, alone and upset, with no one around you who cares or wants to help or comfort you. you're treated like a burden and have no one to turn to. you're trapped and alone, surrounded by strangers in a big scary city. your whole world and everything you knew is falling apart in your hands as you try desperately to patch it badk together, but your once trusted person is purposely pulling out the seams. your supposed-to-be-happy experience is forever tainted and ruined. you get blamed for it all when you're confused and lost as to what even happened! it takes years to put the pieces together and come to a conclusion about what and why it happened. but that experience left deep scars that affect everything that comes after.

I don't want want that to happen again lmao. I cant make my brain not have intrusive flashbacks when faced with a similar scenario. it's literally how trauma works.

i've heard you can heal from trauma. but is that possible when the trauma wound constantly gets reopen every time it even starts to heal? if the same shit that caused you trauma keeps happening over and over and over and over....things replying in your head end up repeating themelves despire your best efforts to go a different direction....how do you heal? how do you convince your brain to not feel like this and think these things when it feels like reality rather than a worry since these things have happened literally 100% of the time!

that's the problem. you can't heal a flesh wound by rubbing dirt and shit and sharp objects on it all the time. I feel like the only way to heal is to be able to have someone I can actually trust and reply on. someone who proves to me that they won't become another source of trauma. the wond needs a clean and stable environment to heal in.

but i'm broken. i'm annoying. i'm incredibly boring and have no personality. my interests are few and very weird. i'm not likable to most people or for very long and do and say the wrong things all the time. etc etc. *throws pity party or whatever that's actually based on facts probably because no one proved them wrong yet and idk the real reason so i'm simply guessing* so how am I supposed to make a person do this lmao since you can't force people to like you and be a good friend. I also can't force myself to like people so the person needs to be someone *I* like and feel comfortable and connected with as well. hitting two birds with one stone is.....not easy. especially when you're as clumsy and uncoordinated as me.

hopefully my trip goes well. hopefully a miracle happens and we get closer. but I can't rely on it. I can't even think about it. I keep making myself focus on other things and nkt think. but sometimes something reminds me and then this now THREE HOUR long rant happens. 😭✌️

[gemsoleil]

y’all i love my dad so much 😭 ok long post incoming (when are they not, i’m a writer and i’m also a yapper, so it’s always a lot, but this particularly also needs like a full year of context lmao so pls bare with me)

for context,,, my ex has been harassing me on and off for the last year. we were together for ~4 years, long distance for 2 and i moved cross-country to be with him for the last 2, where the relationship completely stagnated, he ignored me until he wanted sex, we only talked and saw each other once every week or two and even that was brief, and i slowly realized he treated everyone around him like shit (including me) and i didn’t want to be a part of that.

i dumped him in jan 2024 and tried to keep it civil/end on decent terms. a week later he asked if we could go on a date and have dinner and it be “like old times afterwards,” implying that he wanted sex. i said “i will have dinner with you, but i want to be clear, no we cannot be fwb, just friends, no sex,” and he was PISSED. he texted back like “why are you so adamant that we’re over? was i that awful? oh don’t answer that i shouldn’t have asked,” trying to guilt trip me into groveling like he always did, and then he blocked me on twitter over it.

so i thought to myself, “oh he’s actually disgusting!” which like, wbk, bc he did not respect me OR my boundaries the entire time we were together anyway, but to do it after i’ve left you and you have no tie to me at all anymore is extra gross?? just showed how much he saw me as an object that he thinks he’s fully entitled to the whole time, right 🤩 so i blocked him on EVERYTHING else & kept it pushing. no need to argue or cuss him out, nothing, i was THRILLED to be done.

then, because i didn’t think to block him on twitter, being that i was already blocked from his end, he unblocked me and dm’ed me ON FUCKING VALENTINES DAY. it was a screenshot of a text he tried to send me, opening line of that being “hopefully you didn’t block my number or anything,” and i never saw it, bc that was the first damn thing i blocked. but if he suspected i might have, why even bother texting in the first place?? lmfao. and with the screenshot he was like “i guess you did, i’m thinking of you today and just wanted to make sure you saw this” bc the rest of the text in the screenshot was him trying to apologize for blocking me when i said no sex, but like all of his “apologies,” it was halfassed and didn’t address any of the actual problem. bc him blocking me wasn’t it - him thinking he’s entitled to me and my body is the problem.

i was livid. i didn’t reply, just deleted it, and blocked him there too. my twitter was PRIVATE, and i used it like my diary (i’ve deleted the whole acc since, hence the diary posts here lol), so i ranted on there a little bit about how manipulative it was of him to do that to try to get me back when he’s never cared about valentine’s day before.

two days later he emailed me, since he couldn’t reach me any other way. in the opening line he OFFERED to never speak to me again if that’s what i want, but continued the email begging me to take him back and let him fix it, AND referenced those tweets i made on a private account that he was blocked from, saying he never intended to be manipulative… meanwhile he’s still trying lmfao

in the hopes that he’d get the hint, i replied to that a few days later. i explicitly wrote at the very beginning, “yes i do want this to be your last attempt to contact me. i do not want to hear from or speak to you again,” then continued on to explain the boundaries he crossed this time - when i blocked him i was letting him know my posts were not his business, and whether he stalked me w a burner acc or had one of his friends send him my shit, it was fucking rude either way - and why i was so done in general. made it very clear we are OVER, and that him lashing out in anger to block me made me realize i was ready to cut all ties, so that’s fine.

NATURALLY, he hasn’t fucked off since, bc that wasn’t the reply he wanted. fucking prick. he’s STILL blocked on everything, but he keeps making spam numbers and emails to bug me from. after my “you’ve disrespected me enough i’m done” email in feb, he replied saying he needed his house key/etc back, and he wanted to MEET UP for it which wasn’t fucking happening, so ALL I SAID TO HIM was “yes you can have your stuff back, gimme a little bit to gather it up” then a week or two later i said “i put it in the mail. it should be to your house shortly, goodbye,” and i’ve been COMPLETELY SILENT since then (early march 2024)

idk what he may or may not have sent in the meantime bc his ass is blocked, but i hadn’t SEEN anything new since JUNE, so i thought it was over for the last six months, and i moved home in october of 24. so when he emailed me AGAIN on the anniversary of the breakup, in january 2025, i told my dad about it, bc i was BAFFLED, and i had to give my dad the full context to make it make sense

my dad essentially said “that’s a crock of shit. i’ll talk to him if you want and let him know, civilly but seriously, and you can proofread first, but i’ll let him know he is NOT to contact you again or i’ll be flying across the country to pass on the message in person, and it Won’t be nearly as polite as the email will be” and i said, “you know what, i’ve been hoping me TELLING HIM to leave me alone followed by no-contact would be enough for him to get the hint and fuck off, but over a year is excessive, so yeah, go for it”

bc obvi my ex is not respecting me or anything i say, maybe a MAN saying it to him will make a difference, even tho it shouldn’t have to come to that, and even if he doesn’t respect him either for being a man, i know my ex knows my dad is a military vet with TWENTY yrs of service under his belt and my ex was scared of him when we were together, so maybe a little fear will be enough to make him stop and think about what he’s doing, fucking drop it, and move on

when i was talking to my dad, i made a joke about how ex has ALWAYS been really bad at taking “no” for an answer… and then i internally panicked bc i didn’t want my dad to know about the sexual coercion/him punishing me anytime i said no/the time i SAID no and he kept doing what he wanted anyway, so i was like “fuck fuck fuck i don’t wanna explain what i mean by that please don’t ask” on the inside…

and thankfully my dad didn’t press the issue or push me to talk about it, but i think he understood, bc the MURDEROUS RAGE IN HIS EYES IN THAT MOMENT before he scoffed and said “well now HE doesn’t have a fucking choice,” has not left my brain. i haven’t felt that safe in a long fucking time and it means the world to me that he cares that much.

and the other day, probably like a week after the initial conversation where i explained it all, my dad was like “i’m trying to draft this email but it’s hard. i want to talk to him like i’d talk to you, and be kind like he was my own son bc i don’t want to start shit or make it worse for you, but it’s hard for me to find the words bc i do NOT fucking care about his feelings” 🤣🤣 YOU AND ME BOTH DAD!! i’m just like him fr 🥹 so thankful for him

[lokisgoodgirl]

Good morning✨

It’s 12:12am for me so I’m omw to bed lmao

Okay onto what we’re all here for, fluff!!

Okay..okay.. I’m thinking…

Loki being really nice and super sweet to the reader, it can be like the most mundane of things to others but mean a lot to them personally Lots of blushing from the reader, Loki thinking it’s the cutest thing in the world, Loki looking at the reader like they hung the moon and the stars themselves, everyone but her noticing

Reader starts to feel more comfortable around Loki, their friendship strengthens

At a movie night she ends up falling asleep next to him and ends up with her head on his lap. His hands in her hair. Movie ends, everyone leaves, no dares to make a sound once they notice the scene before them. One of the avengers starts pulling out their phone (tony or Thor lol) and Loki without even opening his eyes casts an illusion of himself and blocks the phone, “get out.”

They all leave and he whispers a bunch of sweet nothings

ends with wanda and nat smiling at something on their phones and the reader being curious but they don’t let her see hehehe

(So sorry this is super long, but once I started I couldn’t stop😭)

Fluff-Drabble Marathon A link to my FLUFF Library is here Warnings: None. Still can't get over that lmao. (w/c 650) A link to my regular Masterlist is here [18+]

End Credits

“Shhhh, you’ll wake her.” “We should wake her, the movie’s over – she slept through the entire second half.” Loki stared menacingly at the group scattered around the common room sofas chatting in lowered voices, before his gaze fell to you lying with your head resting on his lap. Tony stood up from the sofa and stretched, his hushed tone still managing to drip with self-assured sarcasm. “Are we sure she’s sleeping? Maybe this is just her long-winded way of putting the moves on Laufeyson. I gotta say, it’s not half bad.” “Would you shut up?” Wanda hissed, “I think it’s sweet.” she cooed softy, tilting her head at the comforting scene. Loki ignored them, brushing a strand of hair delicately from your angelic face.

He thought back to the first time he had met you, your face burning with social awkwardness as you met the heroes you had only known from news reports and fan forums. How you had grown as a woman and an Avenger this past year. How he had fallen desperately in love with you.

For all your many strengths, accepting compliments – Loki soon learned – was not one of them. A pretty necklace, a new hairstyle, mastery of a weapon, a turn of phrase which demanded recognition; the admiration of all of them reduced you to a mess of embarrassment. It was infuriating. Yet it was adorable. You stirred. The group inhaled at once as rising chattering ceased, a collective sigh of relief as you snuggled deeper into Loki’s lap, turning to face his stomach. “I told you, she’s at it. Smooth moves right there...” Tony jibbed, earning an elbow in the ribs from Wanda. Loki ran his finger down your jaw lightly, tracing the skin he dreamt so often of touching in a more familiar embrace. He had begun a long-game charm offensive, building up your tolerance to compliments like tolerance to poison; bit by bit. Last week he had noted the beauty of your smile and you hadn’t lost the ability to speak – that was something. And what’s more, you hadn’t stopped smiling all day. You became yourself with him, an honour he would not lightly break with anything as crude as a mistimed sexual advance. You would retreat back into your shell and that would be that. No, Loki planned for much greater things; he would have you see yourself as he did. Perfect. “Hey Laufeyson, you gonna be OK if we leave? You’re not feeling sexually threatened right now?” Tony slurred, the last whisky of the night clearly taking effect as Pepper grabbed his arm to steady him. “It is quite a suggestive scene, brother you must admit…her head is right beside your, well...you know.” Thor chuckled quietly, as Scott pulled out his phone. “She’ll get a kick outta this tomorrow, just one picture…” Lang murmured, his concentration on pulling up the camera meaning he didn’t see the fire in Loki’s eyes as he snapped his head up.

A duplicate of Loki appeared suddenly in front of him, full Asgardian armour glinting in the lowered lights, long-forgotten menace burning brightly in his eyes as he bore down on a terrified Scott who looked like he had wet himself. The horns of Loki's helmet flickered inches from the top of Lang’s head as he threw his phone to the sofa, his hands up in abject surrender as the fearsome warrior bent over him. “Get out.” it growled deeply, the inhuman tone vibrating quietly around the room like bass. Loki’s illusion swept its gaze silently over the small crowd, as Tony blinked heavily several times before murmuring something to his wife. “Yeah, it’s actually there...come on let’s go, everybody out.” She ushered Tony and the others towards the door, shooting a backwards glance of apology to Loki whose eyes hadn’t left your peaceful face for the whole incident. He smoothed your hair, noting the way your lips parted slightly with every breath. He would compliment you on how beautifully you slept one day, as you woke rested in his arms in the bed you would share. He sighed as you stirred again beneath him, your cheek rubbing against the soft cotton of his sweatpants as you dreamed sweetly. He hoped you were dreaming of him.

:') Marathon Tags @mochie85 @michelleleewise @holdmytesseract @xorpsbane @vbecker10 @lokischambermaid @lady-rose-moon @theaudacitytowrite @loopsisloops @sititran @michelleleewise @nightshadelm @thedistractedagglomeration @gigglingtigger @ijuststareatstuffhereok89

[sandwichfordinner]

Hi hi! Ok so can we have edgar headcannons with a gn who does digital art and their s/o teaches them on how digital art works? (I hope this isnt breaking your rules and your emil and ada fanfic is hella good :D)

Edgar with a s/o who is a digital artist

Guys I am sorry for not posting.. I am at my writer block era rn..😭

Can we all ignore in the last fic how I wrote that Edgar didn’t like the digital drawing too, thanks.

ALSO TYSM! <33

* Yours wasn’t a regular one. When you draw something quickly in it it becomes live, and slips out of the screen.

* Yours wasn’t a regular one. When you draw something quickly in it it becomes live, and slips out of the screen.

* Yours wasn’t a regular one. When you draw something quickly in it it becomes live, and slips out of the screen.

* It can be butterflies, birds, anything.

* And that’s the thing that it makes it a lot useful.

* You can even always draw the other survivors items but just once. You’re kinda like lucky guy but more lucky cause you draw those things really fast in it and the screen gives it to you so you can use it.

* All of the survivors excited they always bother you to draw something real quick because they need it, or it’s just because they want to see an animal or toys or other things.

* Example Emil and Ada really wanted to have a pet which is not dog. You guessed they were more of a cat person.

* So you drew a cute little grey baby kitten, and when it came out of the screen you put it in a little box with holes on the top so it can have air and gave it to their 1-2 years anniversary.

* The moment Emil opened the box, and Ada beside him watching , his heart melted when he saw a little kitten in the box.

* Ada gasped and held her hands on the mouth of shock because of how cute it was. Both of them were holding it carefully and petting it carefully.

* Months have passed and the cat has grew, it was a she. She was a really calm and good cat. Both Emil and Ada were really grateful to you.

* Okay to the main part, where Edgar took interest in your digital art.

* Sometimes you watched him in your free time how he draws, Whenever it can be in the waiting room, garden, or even his room if he let you in.

* Every time when you watched him paint , it made him feel special finally. It has been a lot of time since someone took an eye of his art. Sure the others know that he paints, but they have never really took interest in it. How can they be! Art is a very creative , ease hobby. It’s even better than being an acrobat, dancer, batter, postman etc. They don’t understand! Well that’s what he thinks.

* One time when he was painting next to you, you thought maybe you can copy what he paints and draw it on your tablet with different colours.

* So you got out you tablet and pen out of your bag and started drawing. You were glancing his painting from time to time , which made him raise a eyebrow of confusion. He stopped painting and looked at the screen. It was his painting!

* He scoffed, mad how you copied him. You probably will show it to the others and they won’t stop praising you how good you drew it!

,,Why are you copying me.’’ He broke the comfortable silence which made your body to take a screenshot.

,,I… well uhh, I thought you’re painting was really nice and I wanted to try too with different colours… I wont show it to anyone I promise!’’ You looked down at the screen from embarrassment, avoiding eye contact.

,,Tch why are you doing this anyway.’’

,,Because your paintings are nice..’’ you said softly still avoiding eye contact.

* His cheeks reddened from the praise and went back to painting leaving him quiet.

,,I won’t show it to the others I promise!’’ You were waving your hands in front of your face panicking.

,,Okay. I believe you.’’ He said quietly but you heard anyways because there was no one in his room except you and him.

* You calmed down and looked again at your screen. Your drawing was almost like his in the canvas but it was with different colours. Your cheeks were getting hot. ‘Please don’t tell me that I like him..’ you thought still staring at your screen blankly.

* Edgar noticed your staring and asked you.

,,Are you gonna continue or..?’’

* You quickly got up from where you were sitting, face red as tomato.

,,No I am good! I just need to rest-‘’

,,Why is your face red? Let me guess. It’s cause I made you embarrassed right?’‘ He smiled at you.

* Your eyes widened and your face got hotter.

,,I um.. well no?? It’s just i feel uhm hot.. NOT IN THIS TYPE OF HOT ITS JUST THAT MY FACE FEELS HOT AND..FORGET IT I WILL GO REST..’’

* He clearly knew you were lying but he brushed it off.

,,Alright then. Bye.’’

You quickly got out of his room. Hands sweaty and shaky.

* You face palmed.

,,How can I be this weird??’’

,,What’s the matter Y/N??’’

,,Oh uh! Nothing Emma I just feel tired that’s all!’’ You laughed awkwardly.

,,Why is your face-‘’

,,Bye Emma!’’

* You fell in love with the painter 💀.

* From time to time he tried to draw on your tablet. Let’s say he did enjoy it. Actually he did a lot.

* He didn’t need to get dirty and stuff.

* At the beginning you explained to him what to do, effects, blending, details. Although he knew about details.

* He remembered everything you told him and tried to draw in it.

* First tries weren’t bad, but later on he was really good at it.

* So now he was drawing on a paper and digitally.

* Most of the times you needed the tablet for your matches or because someone needed something and you had to draw it. He didn’t mind that.

* Both of you became really close because of art.

* (Thanks to the art🙏)

* You kept falling more for the painter, you thought those feelings would go away..

* So you just had to do it.. confess.

* It took you a day to plan everything. The confession was in his room.

* You were drawing a heart with the name Edgar on it.

,,Hey Edgar?’’

,,Hm?’’

,,Can I tell you something?’’

,,Sure’’

* You shoved the tablet into his arms. He looked at the screen and saw a heart. Before he can think of anything, this heart hit him on the face.

,,OH MY GOSH EDGAR?? ARE TOU OKAY?!’’ You asked him panicked. He lay on the floor, the big plushie heart hugging his face.

* You quickly snatched the heart which was read ‘Edgar’ on it.

* You tried stopping the heart going to hug Edgar again.

* He got up confused and looked at the heart you were holding in front of your hands.

* He narrowed his eyes to read the text.

* ‘Edgar’ was written on the middle of the heart.

* He quickly understood everything and his face reddened.

* You successfully stopped the heart from moving leaving it a normal heart plushie/pillow.

* Both of you were staring each other’s eyes with red faces.

,,Do you.. like me?’’

,,No.. I don’t only like you.. I love you.’’ You tried avoiding eye contact.

* Something made Edgar’s heart flutter from excitement.

* He was holding where his heart was, sweating and really red.

,,I… I love you too.. Y/N.. I love everything about you.. How creative you are.. how you.. made me feel special too.. you are one of the nicest people I have met in my entire life… protecting me during matches… How can’t I fall inlove with a person like you..? You are amazing..’’

* He tried to confess too.

* Both of you were speechless and with red faces.

* You grabbed his hands and kissed him on the lips.

* The kiss was soft. He returned the kiss when he grabbed your face.

* It didn’t last long after both of you pulled for some air.

* Edgar has finally found the meaning of love. True love.

* And with a talented s/o who knows how to draw digitally.

If you all are wondering why my fic is weird written and why are the same sentences copied than one time.. than that means I am violating their community guidelines??? I am literally not writing nsfw here?????? 💀💀

[bananasquash]

Asano Gakushuu x Toned-DownFan!reader

LISTEN- I don't know the GN term for Fangirl/Fanboy😭 I started with FanPerson at first

⚠️WARNING: Fan!reader (nothing too heavy though), Slight Angst???

Masterlist

As a member of 3E, you felt disgraced to have a crush on Asano Gakushuu, the biggest asshole of all assholes. But all you could do was recount the times you weren't in E-Class, when you had cared for Gakushuu in the best ways possible, as in making sure he actually ate (even if it was food from other fangirls), making sure he rested, reminding him to drink water, making sure he did things that wasn't school related (or at least was fun enough), and many other times.

Even though all of E knew of your feelings, none of them discouraged it, besides Terasaka but he didn't say much. All Karma did was tease you and give you a hard time. Although none of them couldn't comprehend why you had come to love that piece of crap, they did support your love and devotion for the man.

You were the more laid-back one upon his fans, fawning over him like all the others, yet keeping it to yourself or in the safety of your friends ears. And unlike the other fans, you made sure he cared for himself and his well-being.

Though now that you're a member of the End Class, it's been harder to see him. Not only where the class recides, but Principal Asano would never allow, nor would Gakushuu be pleased to be seen being all 'buddy buddy' with one who holds as low of a status as yours.

Nakamura, the mischievous blonde-eyed beauty in all her glory, poked at your cheek all the while smirking teasingly. "Ohhh [Y/n]~" She sang. "You're doing it again! You have that day dreamy look in your eyes, you didn't even see Koro-Sensei blast away to Russia for the bomb Pirohi and Pirozhki!!! You were sighing like a maiden in the midst of falling for her prince charming~ How romantic hm? Let's see how you do on the pop quiz, based on this very lesson, after lunch!" She snickered, throwing in some proper words while she was at it.

"Wait what?! Listen, Nakamura, did you know that you have the best fashion?!" You nervously chuckled, ignoring the cooing and paying more attention to the quiz part.

She giggled. "I wear uniforms 98% of the time you see me."

"Listen, I just need a little bit of notes!!! Just the important parts???"

She sighed in mock annoyance. "Fine fine~ Here ya go! I'm going to the treehouse for lunch, make sure you put it back on my desk, Kay?" Her mouth upturned into her usual mischief filled smile. She barely gave any time to respond before she lept away, running off into the forest.

You shook your head in a loving manner, putting your full attention on the work in front of you.

After at least 10 minutes out of your 30 minute lunch time, you had finished the papers by gathering the most important parts of the notes, thinking carefully about what is being done.

"Aha! Look at you all focusing for once~" A voice spoke up. It was rather familiar, but not the kind of familiar you wanted to hear in this moment. "For once the king of hell isn't what's on your mind~ Shocker huh?" He teased.

You groaned. "I almost got this last bit down! You seriously had to come and bother me right this moment Akabane?" You scoffed.

"Now now~ As they say, kitties got claws huh? Too bad dogs will always bite back."

"In your dreams. Now give me one moment to 'get this cat in the bag' and you can tell me just what you came here for, ok? Thanks." And with that you blocked out his nonsensical chatter and contemplated what to do next. As promised, not a moment late you held your promise and looked up. "T' what do I owe the pleasure good sir?" You asked, a bit of sass held only for his attitude.

He chuckled. "Just the usual, Nagisa in a maid outfit, Koro-Sensei whipping by for a quick pic before leaving, yours truly successful with yet another prank, and oh of course! The Asano Gakushuu eating out of a dear friend of mines lunch!"

"Uhm... Yeah he kinda has a lot of fans...? Sooo why should I care who's bento he eats from?"

He chuckled finger guns getting into position. "That, my dearest [Y/n], is because that Bento he ate from was none other than yours! Y'know? In fact, that's the only one I've seen him eat from. The others are either discarded or given to his lowly lackeys. But shhh~ you didn't hear the from me~" He smirked, putting a finger to his lip while blinking.

You blushed heavily, smiling brightly. "You're the best Karma! Even though you're annoying, I appreciate you telling me!"

His face dropped a tiny bit when he glanced to the right of you two and out the window, though he immediately put it back up and focused on directing your gaze from you. "Yeah, anything for a hopelessly in love classmate of mine. Now I've gotta head out. See ya short stack!" He snickered, saluting with two fingers before jumping out the window.

"Huh?"

??? POV

(will be named during. it's obvious tho)

Father's not gonna be happy once word goes around... Hell I'd be in some sort of confinement with little to do. This, to me, is much more important than getting my freedom taken away for a week.

I walked up the mountain, length and height not bothering me in the least. Well, as long as I get to see them. It was nice being cared for and loved for once. I thought it'd be over once Father removed them from A to E in one quick motion. But, I still got the Bentos everyday, among all the others. And every one held a different note, making a sound and forcing me to eat, take a break, or drink water.

Asano's Pov,

But using he/him

Oh how they understood him so well. Just when he grabs a book, ping! The alarm. He couldn't bring himself to deny.

He held flowers, the favorite you once told him it was while teaching him about flowers when he insisted on not wanting a break from learning.

Keeping his furrowed look (even though he's very much dying inside), he made his first step on the flat ground. A few E-Class member had seen him but payed no mind due to the fact he held flowers.

As he approached, he saw through the window, the one he seeked. He scoffed under his breath, but couldn't fight a dash of light pink that appeared.

Just as he was about to make himself known, after hiding the flowers, he witnessed deep pink cheeks painted across your soft cheeks. And he deduced that Akabane was the one to cause that action. He felt pain shoot through his heart, shattering it. Despite not having much of a visual reaction, he was heavily broken inside.

So, without much of a scene, he turned on his heel and dropped the flowers, descending the mountains.

He got a minute down before Karma caught up, breathing out. "Asano~ Heya~" He winked. "Come here to mess with us or to... Y'know... Propose?" He asked, bringing out the flowers he dropped near bushes.

"Shut up Akabane. It was just a mistake. I thought Father was up here, yet it seems otherwise." He huffed, glaring with more malice than the usual.

"Awww someone jealous? Pfft- and of yourself too! Who knew the 'top student' was actually a dumbass who likes to make assumptions huh?" He teased, laughing.

"How about you not rub it in my face... Listen Akabane. I have studying to get to. So if you'd move out of my way, I'd be very pleased." He grumbled through gritted teeth.

He scoffed. "You're pissing me off now too. Did you know our precious [Y/n] doesn't shut up about their love for you? Asano Gakushuu? It's disgusting really. Who could ever love someone with that attitude, hah? They were blushing because I shared with them info I found you doing. Like I don't... Putting your books down for once? Drag your feelings out and I'll snatch her up for real." He glared, walking away.

Asano was left with his thoughts, effectively in a daze. He had to get to you, and with this newfound info, he'll have to do it now.

I'll let your imagination run wild~ I do not intend for a second part. No worries, if you want my thoughts on the ending, here:

He sat in the class, both of you saying nothing, yet gazing into each other's eyes. He took your hands in his, never breaking contact. "I'll cut to the chase. Date me. P-word."

You flushed at first, but that disappeared when he said 'P-word'. "W-What?" You asked, trying not to break into a laugh.

He scoffed. "If you don't feel the same just say it."

"NO NO! I'm sorry! I was just- P word. Yes yes, I accept... But P-word??" You snickered.

He flustered, oh how the tables have turned. "Yes. I do not wish to say please in a meaningful manner, therefore P-word is the correct choice." He explained, clearing his throat.

"Ok I'll let you off... For now..." You snickered.

"Y'know what I just remembered I need to finish my dad." He huffed, standing up.

"But Asano."

"Hm?"

"I like you."

"..." He proceeded walking until by the door. "I... Like you too." And with that he immediately walked out, ignoring Karma's teasing and irritating remarks that were accompanied by Nakamura.

THERE!!!🥰

[daintydolllog]

I don’t know the exact date but somewhere a few days before September 12th.

I met a new boy, on a goofy ass app! He messaged me something idk and we started talking at the moment I wasn’t thinking anything of it like I had interest in him but it completely died after he did it said something to me, so I blocked him. Few days later I get back on the app and see he messaged me, I reply 😭 and I told him my phone got turnt off <knowing I was lying> I talked to him from the app for a few days and decided to unblock him and message him to see if it would go through idk why it wouldn’t but! 😊 it did.

Um sooo it progressed he asked to come over to my house…I was on the fence about it but I gave him my address and told him he could come the day after I had given it to him, so he comes over and he takes me to the park! And we color it was awkward ofc because I’m odd around new people and idk what to do or how to interact with him so I colored and talked and what not, then we got done! And we drove back to my house but I just sat in the car with him the whole time YK and showed him my collectibles gave him a bracelet ( THAT BROKE ) and gave him my Ronald Weasley block head! That was my favorite and meant a lot to me but, I gave it to em and it’s still on his dash board today!!! It’s so cute 🥰 um moving on after that we started talking more and what not and I just don’t feel like it’s a rush to text him or we have to text or talk all the time for us to be ok! And I like and feel secure in that due to my past relationships I always felt upset or overwhelmed or ignored when I didn’t get a response and now I don’t and I don’t even think that has anything to do with him! I’m just emotionally and mentally drained from my last relationship that I have a “whatever happens happens” mindset in order to protect my peace and get closer to my higher self and consciousness. I don’t know if I like like him to date him or be in a actual relationship but I also have no issues waiting to explore my feelings with someone new and I hope he’s genuine with me and patient because being with someone like me takes time and patience. I feel good not rushing things, but I am upset that he has gotten to meet almost my whole family yet he’s so scared about telling his mom about me… I just don’t find it fair because me, I hate people in my BUSINESS I don’t care who it is especially my family I wish I could date him and explore what life would be like with him before having to bring him around my family. They’re approval DOESNT and will never matter to me what’s best for ME is what matters for ME and my opinions on my relationships only. So it just kinda hurts that he doesn’t wanna tell her, honestly I don’t care that he doesn’t want to it’s just the principle and fairness of everything … I already feel like im risking soooo much for him and i don’t like it. My mental health, physical and emotional health will all decline if im done wrong..

I was barely able to keep my life together when I found out a guy I was dating whom I never actually liked cheated and lied to my face… I was more so upset that I didn’t prove my point to myself and it was a false and delusional narrative I could have avoided because my guy and mind told me to but I just didn’t listen.

At the moment I feel like our relationships a bit one sided but I’m not used to communicating what I want because I always feel like it will never be reciprocated or I just feel ashamed when asking anyone for anything so I rarely ask for anything even in my deepest time of need. I also know if I never ask the answer will always be no…so maybe that’s something I have to work on myself… I do believe I’m crazy or insane maybe not even that I’m just mentally unwell in the best way possible but also not….

I hope he does right by me and I get the love I long and deserve

Honesty

Trust

Beauty

Passion

Dignity

Loyalty

And love.