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youarewurthit · 5 years ago

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Bodycon Dresses and Ice Cream

Genre: Smut with a pinch of fluff. Established relationship au! DRABBLE ✨

Summary: You had different intentions today wearing the bodycon dress to a date in the park with your boyfriend, which resulted in you helping the public eye from witnessing his boner.

(Not that great w summaries and title lol ) *working on it*

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader

Warning: unprotected sex (stay safe ppl!), grinding, jiggling butts, car sex, riding, Namjoon being horny …uhh idk what else

Word count: 1272

A/n: okay looool I havent written fanfics in a looooong while and idk if this Drabble is even that great but I was itching to write and post something that had been in my drafts and here it is voila! But if it’s good then all that reading I did paid off eh? Haha okay enjoy!

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You were wearing clothes that were either body fitting or slightly more revealing than usual lately. You were confident that you were increasing your boyfriend’s sexual frustrations further every single passing day.

He adored you of course even without you wearing sexy clothing, but seeing this rare side of you is pushing it for him every time you go out.

You were wearing a bodycon dress that hugs all your curves perfectly with your basic Nike Air Force ones. Simple but every time you moved your hips or pressed your body against Namjoon. It did something to him.

“Baby if you don’t stop, I swear,” Namjoon gripped your hips, pulling your frame close to his.

“It’s the dress I’m guessing?” You giggled looking up at him smiling. He admired your cheeky smile, before swooping down for a kiss.

You pulled away hearing some of the food vendors selling ice cream. “Come on Joon, I want some ice cream!”

You got a vanilla and chocolate soft serve cone and Namjoon just a plain lime popsicle which you made fun of. You were enjoying your ice cream, licking up and down, heck, even biting down on it (yes, you are thAt kind of person), Namjoon had been watching you, getting frustrated with the feeling of his cock hardening gradually in his pants. You forgot your true intentions of teasing your boyfriend, pointing at the lake towards a duck that you found cute. Namjoon looked and saw the duck you were pointing at but he shrugged pretending not to see it.

You pulled out your phone, not wanting to forget the cute duck and motioned for Namjoon to come, so that he could look closer. Namjoon’s jaw dropped at how your butt was jiggling as you jogged to get a good picture of the duck before it swims away. By now, your intentions of teasing him were long forgotten, too busy snapping pics of the duck who caught your full attention. That is until you felt Namjoon snake his arms around your figure, laying his chin at the crook of your neck.

“Joon, look!” You practically pushed your ass towards him, almost flailing over the rails but Namjoon’s arms beat you to it by pulling you in towards him, you could feel a slight bulge in between your ass, making you gasp.

The cute duck? We don’t know her/him. (Y/n) froze in place. “Joon-ah…” she started unsure how they’ll fix his boner, since they’re out in public. He grunted in your ear,”You got me hard baby, and we’re out in public.”

You turned your head to look at your surroundings better and you felt yourself let out a breath of relief after seeing no one that close in proximity. Still, you stayed put, your arms patting his head because you really don’t know what else to do in a situation like this. He chuckled at your actions and his breath caused a shiver down your spine. From behind you two, a stranger passing by would probably just see a couple holding each other lovingly, admiring the calm lake, but from the side…oh boy…

You started to turn so that you could face him but his hold on you tighten. “I don’t think you should face me, babe,” Namjoon muttered, pushing his cock to grind on your clothed ass. You yelped a not-so hot yelp but it died down quick. You felt warmer than ever, heck, you feel yourself getting turned on.

“Joon, we got to move, we can’t stay here all day, babe” you whined, feeling yourself get wetter and wetter as he grinded lightly against your behind. You softly moaned out at the feeling of his cock grinding on you.

He pulled away and looked at you up and down, blatantly checking you out. You blushed and wrapped your arms around him trying to help him hide his boner from the world to see, after all it was your dress that got him worked up.

Luckily, you and Namjoon, weren’t that far away from your car. Stealing glances right and left to prevent anyone from noticing Namjoon’s boner, as you tried to cover him from the side. You rushed in your Range Rover, which was thankfully tinted from the outside but you could still see from the inside. Namjoon groaned when you reach to the drivers seat from the back to start the engine and lock the doors. You jumped at the sudden spank on your ass and how Namjoon grabbed your hips to sit on his lap after your done.

His hands went to cup your breasts, kneading them from the outside. You turned your head to connect your lips, slowly his hands travelled down to your pussy, you bunched up your dress so that you could feel Namjoon’s hands right where you needed them better.

His mouth traveled down your neck as he pushed his fingers through your panties, taking his time to rub your little bundle of nerves. You moaned out at the pleasure you felt as he pinched your clit her and there. His long fingers slowly poking at your entrance. He was being a tease but you loved it.

“I need you in me, Joon” you breathed out, turning around so you’re on your knees with him between you. He unbuckled his belt and lifted his hips to free his cock and you salivated at how hard and red he is, a little bit of pre-cum oozing out of his tip. “Another time babygirl,” He chuckled at the desire in your eyes, grabbing your hips as you sink yourself down in his cock.

“Ahh…” you let out lewdly as you felt him stretch your walls. The delicious stretch that never seems to go away no matter how many times you fuck this gorgeous man of yours. Namjoon breathed out a moan which had you clenching a bit. “Move baby,” he whispered lowly in your ear, which had you moving in no time.

You moved your hips slowly up and down getting the tempo right, but you were taking your sweet time which had Namjoon bucking up his hips into you, hitting a spot which had you shuddering a bit. Even though he was under you, he had full control of your body and you were feeling the pressure slowly build up at the way his hips managed to hit you g-spot at this angle.

Namjoon was having trouble keeping himself from cumming too fast, you felt so good wrapped around his dick and the way you were still dressed turns him on more. You managed to open your eyes and look at him, one hand on his shoulder and the other on the seat because you didn’t want to bruise Namjoon with your death like grip. “Come on baby, come with me,” he urged you on, his thumb rubbing your clit. The pressure building in your stomach gave out, and your body shuddered as you groaned out how good you feel when he fucked you like that. Your walls clenching made him spill his load into you, your eyes drank him in, the way his fucked out state managed to get you worked up so easily.

He opened his eyes and fixed the strap on your dress, the other hand holding your cheek adoringly.

“Let’s go home and continue okay?” He smiled at your darkened eyes and hair that screamed ‘I got dicked down good’, you crash your lips onto his, which earned you a muffled groan at how your walls clenched around his cock once more, clearly you needed more.

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lord-explosion-baku · 6 years ago

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“Just Friends”

Midoriya x reader

Warnings: smut, kinda dub-conny, swearing, possessive behavior

A/N: Midoriya is an angel/ Best Boy and all that but that doesn’t always translate over to the bedroom... or the photo booth... everyone is aged up (18+) also SO SORRY I HAVENT BEEN POSTING AS MUCH!!! I’ve been fighting sickness and I’ve been so low on energy that writing has been pretty tough lately huehuehue. And now I’m sick again because my body hates me but WE’RE fine!!

Amusement parks were the best. They were even better when you could enjoy them with probably one of your best friends, Izuku Midoriya. The two of you spent the day going on different rides, with you clinging on to his arm and giving out gleeful screams when the roller coaster would drop, laughing about how terrible you were at the games and blushing when Izuku would effortlessly win you a prize. You shared a frozen dessert with him and you made fun of him when he got ice cream on his nose which led to him booping you on your own nose with the cone. You had to ignore the nervous flutter in your stomach you got when he licked the cream off your nose. There was no need to be nervous around him. He was your sweetheart of a friend and the day was going wonderfully. Until it wasn’t.

The two of you were shouting and laughing while you ran away from some clowns that were trying to show you some horrendous trick. Neither of you were scared of clowns but it was exciting to pretend that you were.

Your adrenaline became you and you let out a squeal when you saw a pal from middle school, Sugaya, strolling by with people you didn’t recognize.

“Well, look who it is!” You sprinted at him, giving him a wide smile before throwing your arms around the young silver haired man. “Sugaya! I’ve missed you!”

“Y/N L/N?!” He accepted your hug, twirling you around in doing so. “Oh my god, look at you!”

The two of you shared a moment of wild bewilderment while you were vibrating slightly because of how excited you were from the day’s events and slightly because you had no output for your adrenaline. He searched your face for any indication of change since middle school before he smiled and said, “wow,” and his hands slipped down to your waist. Izuku cleared his throat and Sugaya finally took note of your company. You weren’t sure but you thought you saw Izuku’s eyes narrow on Sugaya’s hand on your hip.

You hopped back to Izuku’s side. “‘Zuku this is Sousuke Sugaya, a friend I haven’t seen in like three and a half years!”

Sugaya held out his hand. “Zuku?”

Izuku took it. “Midoriya,” he flatly replied. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Sugayou.”

“It’s, uh, Sugaya,” he laughed, “and the pleasure’s all mine!”

An elongated pause was spent with you looking back and forth at your friends, trying to understand the strange tension you felt between them. Awkward silences were not your forté especially around people that you actually knew. You spoke up.

“Sugaya and I had homeroom together every year in middle school! He’d always pick on me!”

“Aha! I knew you were gonna bring that up!” He gave your shoulder a push and Izuku took a weird, oddly territorial step closer to you so the back of your shoulder brushed against his. “I only acted that way because I had a crush on you! I liked the way your face would scrunch up when you got mad.”

“Yeah well I didn’t! You were kinda mean sometimes!”

“You’re right. ‘M sorry about that,” he pushed his hands into his pockets then looked to Izuku. “But I won’t be so mean to you now that you’ve got a boyfriend. He’s a lucky guy, huh?”

Izuku made a choking noise and you looked up to see his face was as red as a beat. You thought it was incredibly adorable but if you let Sugaya make a play at him, he’d probably end up taking it too far.

You looped an arm through Izuku’s. “Nooo,” You chirped sheepishly. “Midoriya’s just a friend,” you smiled up at him. “He’s my cutie pie!”

Izuku returned your gaze with a small closed mouth smile back, his eyes unreadable.

Sugaya gave you a once over that made you feel a tad self conscious. You had thought it might’ve been a bad idea to wear a skirt while you’d be walking around all day but you did want to look and feel cute, in case you or Izuku wanted to take pictures but now you were feeling a tad bit over exposed.

“Noted,” Sugaya smirked. “Hey, we were all about to go on Extreme Scream but I’ve already been on it. Maybe we can get a bite to eat and, I don’t know, catch up?”

Yikes, like alone?? Izuku shifted uncomfortably beside you. This was supposed to be your guys’ escape. It was hard enough getting a time to hang out with each other alone on any regular day and you didn’t want that to be spoiled with Sugaya’s presence. You shook your head. “Midoriya and I already ate lunch. Maybe some other time, ��Gaya! But it was so good to see you! We’ll meet up again soon though, okay?”

With that, you took Izuku’s hand and pranced away, looking for anything to distract you from that odd encounter. Seeing anyone from your middle school was always a little wild but the fact that Sousuke Sugaya might’ve been hitting on you a little bit made you feel super jittery, although, that could’ve just been residual adrenaline from all the rides you had been on.

Izuku’s mood changed after the encounter too. He didn’t laugh like he did earlier when you made lame attempts at winning rigged games, he didn’t seem at all interested in getting on any more rides, and he didn’t even crack a smile when you mimed a mime!

If you were being honest, he was getting to be a bit of a drag but you figured that everyone got in those moods every once in awhile but you weren’t going to give up on making this day a day to remember! In a last ditch effort at getting Izuku to be interested in something, anything, before you had to ask what his deal was, you pointed to a photo booth planted to the side of a not so popular ride and asked if he wanted to take a picture.

He pursed his lips before a wry smile crept across his face. “Yeah,” he said, “I’d like that.”

The two of you slipped in together, shielding yourselves off from the outside world by a heavy turquoise curtain

“You better not be all pouty when we take these pictures.” You adjusted your hair in the camera’s reflection, smiling to yourself. At least then he’d know that his mood change was obvious.

“What?” Izuku pulled an arm around you. “You don’t think it’s cute when I’m pouty?”

You scoffed. Was that what all of this was about? You looked up and into his leering emerald eyes and parted his hair in the best way for the picture. “You’re a cutie pie at all hours of the day, Izuku Midoriya.”

“Uh-huh…” The countdown for the photo sounded and you turned back to the camera, throwing a peace sign up but Izuku did not look away from your face. Your face heated up from the attention… if he was trying to make you nervous for whatever reason then mission accomplished.

Your smile was a tad bit forced when the first flash went off and when Izuku cupped your face, it disappeared completely. The second flash went off when Izuku licked his lips and your cheeks burned in the palm of his hand. He leaned into you and you didn’t lean away, cautious to see what exactly the boy was going to do but strangely curious to see if you really wanted this to go where you thought it was going. The third flash went off when you closed your eyes.

Skin met skin, rather, his lips locked on to yours and you thought your head was going to burst into flames when the final flash ended your photoset. It took a moment for you to collect yourself and kiss him back which only invited him to drag his scorching hot tongue across your bottom lip and you invited it, parting your lips slightly so you could taste him. A swirl of strawberries and cream, much like the dessert the two of you shared earlier, enveloped your mouth which only made you needy to taste it again.

Triumphant, Izuku grinned into the kiss and pulled away, a string of saliva connecting your lips. You covered your mouth and he laughed. “So,” he said, “was that cute?”

“Um…” you could use about a hundred words to describe what that was and ‘cute’ would probably only be fortieth on your list, “y-yeah…?”

Izuku clicked his tongue and looked down and away from you, pink dusting over his freckles cheeks. “That’s too bad…”

You didn’t know what to do or how to react. Sure, you were attracted to him in an odd way but you’d never expect him to act so… confidently towards you. It was different than the Izuku Midoriya you grew to love and you weren’t sure what that meant. After racking your brain for far too long you finally stood up, dusted your skirt off, and lifted your arm to the curtain.

Before you could pull it open, Izuku grabbed your wrist. “Ah,” he pulled you back and pushed you up against the side of the photo booth. “I just have a few things I’d like to get off my chest. I hope you don’t mind.”

You couldn’t think of any real conversation you could have with him while your face was flushed and the only thing that was on his chest was literally your chest. Still, you let out a shaky breath and asked “w-what is it?”

“Well,” he smirked, wrapping a strand of your hair around his fingers, “you told that old friend of yours who so shamelessly made a move on you in front of me that we’re,” he paused, looking from your lips and back into your eyes, “just friends.”

You gulped when he moved his lips over to your ear. “See, Y/N, I don’t really think of us in that way and I was sorta hoping you felt the same.” Something wet brushed up against the shell of your ear and you shuddered. “Do you really think there’s not more going on here?”

“‘Zuku,” you sighed, bringing your arms around his neck, “I’m sorry I hurt your feelings,” you grinned, “but there’s no point in throwing a tantrum over it.”

He grabbed your face, squishing your cheeks between his large hand. “You can’t keep acting so coy forever, pet. Sooner or later you might end up pissing the wrong person off.”

His lips found yours again and although Izuku was taller than you, you never really considered him all that big until he had you cornered in that photo booth. You gripped onto his muscular arms as he wedged his knee in between your thighs, kissing you territorially, running his hands down your sides, pulling you body closer to his so you could feel his hardening groin against your pelvic bone. He brushed your hair to the side and trailed kisses from your jaw down to your neck, licking a long wet stripe along your crook before his lips started to suck at a particularly sensitive area.

“Izuku,” You whined, “you’re gonna leave a mark!”

He lapped at your skin and snickered, “that��s kinda the point.” He bit down on you more furiously, making you toss your head back while you grabbed a fist full of his green hair, tugging softly as a light moan drew out from your lips.

His hands slipped from your sides to the hem of your skirt, tugging and testing the elasticity of it. He fidgeted with the two front buttons but you swiftly slapped his hands away, eyes wide. “Izuku!”

“What?” He tilted his head almost innocently, his heavy curls falling to the side of his face. “You wanna keep these on?”

You nodded and watched his brows knit together as he mocked your nod. “That’s completely fine,” he said, pushing his hand up your skirt. He tugged your panties to the side and before you could even think of reacting, two fingers plunged into your core.

“Ohh,” You yipped, almost falling forward before Izuku pushed you back, smirking as his fingers curled into you. “Ohh my god…!”

Your body shook as you felt you skin heat up, looking anywhere besides Izuku’s face. You felt embarrassed to be so turned on by his surprising dominant side and you didn’t want him to know how good he was making you feel but when his fingers found you G-spot, you couldn’t help but let out a whiny moan.

“Awww,” he cooed, placing kisses down your chest, pulling the buttons on your blouse apart one at a time. His thumb rubbed at your clit and you felt like you could melt for him right then and there. “Y/N, you look so cute with my fingers fucking your pussy.”

Who knew Izuku Midoriya could be such a devil?! You never thought that Izuku could utter a single demeaning phrase to you, let alone make it sound so hot and it was hard to admit that it only made you want him more. Not wanting him to have the upper hand you shot your own hands to his belt and in a few moments his pants were on the floor and your jaw nearly followed them.

Izuku Midoriya was bigger in more ways than you had expected him to be. Staring at his constricted bulge, you didn’t know what you should do about it.

He pulled his fingers out of you, relishing the sound of your slick against his skin before grinning at your perplexed expression. “You don’t think we’re getting ahead of ourselves?”

You licked your lips and found his half lidded eyes, drunk off the fantasy of what exactly he wanted to do with you in this photo booth. You shook your head and let your panties fall to the floor.

Izuku lifted you up as if it were all too easy, using the wall to level your back as he pulled his boxers down. His cock sprang out and you felt yourself shake with anticipation as his head slid up and down your core. You wrapped your legs around him and took in a sharp breath when his cock pushed into you, staying motionless while he stared at you blushing back at him. He brushed your hair back and gave your lips a sweet peck.

“I’m going to ruin our friendship,” he breathed and your heart nearly sunk before he pulled himself back and slid into you again. “Do you understand?”

He began grooving into you at a nearly charitable pace, allowing you to familiarize yourself with his length. You grabbed onto his arms and squeezed them tighter with every time he’d push himself into you and once you had got a feel for him, once you started sighing and rolling your hips with him, he quickened his pace, grunting as he inched himself further into you.

He grabbed the back of your head and pushed you into another hungry kiss and when he slammed himself into you, you whimpered and bit down on his bottom lip. He laughed and and raked his nails across your skin, drawing out a loud pent up moan from deep inside your throat.

His fingers crept into your mouth as he hushed you. “You better quiet down, pet. We wouldn’t want anyone getting the wrong idea about you and I.” He thrusted himself deeper into you and another pathetic mewl tore out of your throat, drool sliding off your tongue and onto his fingers. “What’s that, Y/N? You wanna admit that we’re more than just friends?”

You panted as he rocked into you, pulling you by your hips so he could get a steady rhythm going. You kissed him, less like it was your first time and more like it would be your last time, clawing at his back, wanting to hear him groan. Unsatisfied with his lack of response you nuzzled your lips into the crook of his neck and bit down hard, giving him a taste of his own medicine.

He let out his own pained moan as you sucked at his skin which only coaxed him to drill harder into you, bouncing you up and down against the cold photo booth wall.

His hand found your neck. “You’re being a bit naughty, huh?” He squeezed, while he found the perfect soft spot above your breast to suck on, wanting to win at the ‘who-will-be-more-marked-up game.

“Fuck,” you squeezed your eyes shut when you felt a burning coil build up in your stomach. “Oh, god, ‘Zuku, I’m ~aaaha~ I’m so close!”

“Is that right?” He said through his own labored breathing. He sucked on his index finger before trailing it down to your sensitive nub and began rubbing it, making your hair stand up on your skin.

You pussy clenched around his cock and you dug your nails into his back, crying out when an ecstatic wave shot out through you, causing your legs to shake more than before.

Izuku chased your orgasm by placing you down on the seat and spreading your legs wide open for him. He fucked you relentlessly, brutally squeezing your thighs, watching you fall apart for him. He loved you like that, underneath him, eyes wide, face red, and with you letting out more over stimulated and nervous moans, he’d completely lost himself, seizing forward, letting out a heavy load into your throbbing cunt.

The two of you breathed together before Izuku pulled himself out of you and fell to his knees, bathing your thighs in his sweat. He kissed your legs and pulled your skirt down, pulling you by your unbuttoned blouse into a messy kiss.

You heard gleeful screaming outside and realized where you were: in an amusement park, in a very public place. You reached down to grab your underwear but Izuku snatched those up before you could get them.

He chuckled at your disheveled display, pulling his pants back up and pocketed your panties. “Why don’t you sit here for awhile. Think about what just happened.” He leveled his head with yours. “Come out when you’re ready to understand that I’m more than just a cutie pie.”

He gave your cheek a soft pat, spread the photo booth curtains out, and disappeared.

You rubbed at the spot on your neck where Izuku left his first hickey, trying furiously to make sense of that whole situation. You buttoned your blouse back up and thought about all the times that something like this could’ve happened between you and Izuku in a less spur of the moment matter. It made sense. You did have feelings for Midoriya. If you didn’t, you wouldn’t have let all of that happen. And he… obviously had feelings for you. ‘I’m going to ruin our friendship.’ God, just thinking about him saying that made your skin tingle; moreover, thinking about his cum just sitting in you gave you a hot flash. If you got up, surely some of it would seep out! You needed your underwear!

Minutes passed and you finally wobbled out of the photo booth only to find Izuku, holding two rolls of cotton candy, standing next Sugaya.

“There she is!” Izuku beamed, holding out the cotton floof for you. “I was just apologizing to Sugaya for acting so standoffish earlier. Low blood sugar and all that!”

“Oh?” You bit into the sugary cloud as Izuku wrapped an arm around your waist. You squeezed your thighs shut, trying to ignore liquid leaking out of you in front of your old friend.

“Yeah and I was just saying that some friends and I are gonna go over to one of their places for a kickback! I wanted to know if you guys wanted to tag along.”

Izuku squeezed your shoulder, as if to say, not in this lifetime. You cleared your throat. “Not tonight. Midoriya and I are, uhh, having a really great… date. I don’t think we’re at all ready to leave.”

Sugaya frowned, eyes flicking from your hickey to Izuku’s. “That’s a shame,” he said. “Let me know if you change your mind.”

When Sugaya left, Izuku grinned and quirked an eyebrow at you. “A date?”

“Izuku!” You hissed, pinching his side. “I need my underwear!”

“Oh, you’ll get them back,” he hummed, “but you’re gonna have to earn them. Tell me, what are other mischievous things do you think we can get away with on our date?”

Though you had come to terms with your feelings for Izuku, though you enjoyed spending time with him, and though you really could see yourself in a relationship with him, there was something else you had to come to terms with: as sweet and adorable as he was, Izuku Midoriya was a bit of a sadist.

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coralstudiies · 5 years ago

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I think someone jinxed me at school and its affecting my studies, what do i do? I used to b the best at hmt but now i cant even rmb the most basic things but there were also other factors like my poor mental health then and my arrogance/pride. How do i deal w this? Have i been jinxed ? I havent rlly studied my hmt in like 3 mths. i cant formulate or think abt what to write for essays and i just freeze up. my mom dosent believe i may b jinxed and i have regressed. have i been complacent n lazy?

Jinxed? Wdym jinxed lol if its a legit 'religious' jinx i think u should tell ur mom because tbh (ok im not your most superstitious person) but there rly have been cases of 'bad luck jinx' and so on. pls dont let this pass if such things happen because it's not healthy. if you're religious maybe go see someone with the 'religious power' to diagnose you(sorry idk how to put it)? idk but i doubt this is the case lah but just to be safe ok i dont want anything happening to u also...

if none of the above happened, you need to shake this feeling of being jinxed and u can do this by 1. distracting yourself 2. confiding in someone you trust. or u can play music slightly louder than usual while u work so that it drowns out your thoughts.

as for ur mental health, take the necessary steps to make sure that your well-being is not compromised. relax as needed and don't overwork. your mental health is more important than your grades! I think you may be reproving in your hmt because of your worry about the jinxing + stress

on the matter of arrogance and pride, i'd say it's good u identified the problem. thats always the first step. now work towards solving it. when u go about ur daily life, create a filter in your brain and pass all thoughts, words and actions through that filter. do not think/say/do anything that stems from arrogance. find another way to do it. its slow and painful but its for the better! and yes you could have been complacent. but its not to late to change that, understand? if you're cognisant of the issue you can proceed to make adjustments to yourself to fix it.

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blxckdamask · 6 years ago

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Trashcan’s Fic Rec

So since it's the end of May, I thought it would be nice to rec some of my favourite fics I've read throughout the month. Most of these are BNHA since that's what I’m into now lmao. I’m doing this instead of writing the 5 fics I have planned and I havent posted in like 3 weeks oops.

Bakudeku Fics:

Izuku and Katsuki, better known to the world as the Wonder Duo: Deku and Kacchan. The married hero couple finally adopted their first child together, a bouncing baby boy. Luckily, they're on paternity leave for one year (thank god), so they can bond with their son as much as possible. They're going to be the best damn daddies and go beyond PLUS ULTRA!

Alternatively titled: The Entire Goddamn School Gives Up On Trying To Understand These Two & Aizawa is Really Tired.

Izuku and Bakugou had a long and complicated history, but most of the school was pretty sure that they understood where the two currently stood as rivals. Then Izuku's dad showed up on campus and everyone's preconceptions were mercilessly thrown out the window. In which Bakugou tries to murder a man, has a soft side and convinces his entire class the twilight zone is real.

Ft. Part 2: Turns out Izuku and Bakugou will work together willingly if given proper motivation. Endeavor showing up for a training exercise apparently qualifies. Aizawa is really tired of these children not asking for help and everyone else is absolutely terrified (and secretly very glad these two don't work together more often).

In complete honesty, no one who knows the Class 3-A should be surprised anymore. Izuku is asleep.

In which Izuku is hit by a ‘Sleeping Beauty’ Quirk, Class 3-A tries to find his True Love and get them to kiss him, and Katsuki’s very angry about it all.

Izuku is hospitalized after a nasty fight. Katsuki finally visits.

In which Izuku worries that his and Katsuki’s relationship has become too domestic, and Katsuki proves him right. Not that either of them are complaining.

Todobaku Fics:

Everytime his doorbell rings at 3am, Todoroki knows exactly who is it.

Bakugou brings home a stray box full of kittens for his and Shouto’s one year anniversary.

Shouto’s eyes light up in a way that rivals every star in the galaxy, and the past year falls to pieces. “You’re Katsuki.”

With staggered breath, he replies, “You remember me?”

“Of course I do,” Shouto says, “You’re my boyfriend.”

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Todoroki Shouto gets amnesia and remembers only two things: 1) his name, and 2) that he's dating Bakugou Katsuki.

The only problem is, they broke up a year ago.

“Katsuki, your soulmate is someone who will always be by your side. They will be someone who completes you. Together, you will make an unstoppable force.”

AU where Bakugou and Todoroki are soulmates and Bakugou is in denial.

Shouto is looking at the damn vent like he’s about to make a break for it. “It’s not, um, what it looks-” “It’s exactly what it looks like,” Katsuki cuts across, his voice losing its bite. Shouto flinches, and silence spreads between them like the frost on Shouto’s fingers.

- - -

Shouto Todoroki and Katsuki Bakugo are tired of their marriage.

“I’m sorry, but I’m not letting you go. I quite like being in my own body.” Todoroki's next breath comes out icy cold, and Katsuki leans as far back as their joint hands will allow.

“Are you fucking hearing yourself?” he sputters, feeling heat crawl up his neck to his ears.

(or: bakugou and todoroki get hit by a body swap quirk, and physical contact seems to be the only answer to their predicament)

The first time Bakugou told Todoroki he was in love with him, he thought he’d die.

“What would their relationship have been like, if Bakugou’s pride hadn’t stood in the way? Would they have been friends, or would things have mostly stayed the same? Would Bakugou have been happier, more open and honest about his feelings and wants and needs as a person? Would he have accepted and even appreciated the comfort others offered him, rather than always keeping people at arm’s-length in an effort to maintain an image of independence and strength?

Todoroki didn’t know.

He didn’t know. But he wanted to.

Abruptly, like a bolt of lightning, he realized he actually had the chance to find out.”

(Or: that one where Bakugou has temporary amnesia and Todoroki is tasked with caring for him until his memory returns, but ends up falling in love with the part of Bakugou that Bakugou has always kept hidden away instead.)

“English tea, right?” He asked. The man in front of him stared, unsure of how to interact with the handsome, blonde man. This, of course, annoyed Bakugou. “Speak, moron.” He said harsher. Todoroki continued looking at him. He probably doesn’t speak sign language. He reached towards the left end of the counter and grabbed a paper menu. Searching quickly, Todoroki found the English tea, and pointed to it.

Kacchako Fics:

Her hands found his. She breathed out. Her breath smelled like Listerine, it made Katsuki wrinkle his nose at her.

“I’m pregnant.”

Katsuki’s eyes widened and he stared at her, his mouth opening. “Oh shit. Shit, whoa, okay, wow.” His hands unclasped from hers and traveled down to her stomach. “Ochako, wow.” Not even an hour ago he was convinced his girlfriend was breaking up with him. His mind couldn’t completely wrap around what was happening, but he couldn’t stop looking at his girlfriend in awe. He kissed her forehead, a smacking kiss with a “mwah” sound that had Ochako rolling her eyes and cuddling closer to him. “You’re pregnant.”

“I am.” Ochako agreed, her voice steady and confidant.

Katsuki licked his dry lips. His mind was racing. “Cool.”

Broken down and humiliated after her crushing defeat in the Sports Festival, Uraraka just wants to sleep off her injuries in the infirmary. She didn't expect to get a very loud and very angry roommate for the night.

(A Kacchako one shot that turned into a love story.)

Other Fics:

Five times Hizashi feels like a burden to Shouta and one time he finally snaps with Shouta by his side to pick up the pieces.

Hizashi is all too aware that they’re polar opposites, Shouta being the calm to his storm, the quiet to his loud exuberance. Shouta, who’s at his most content curled up on the couch in their shared living room, or anywhere, really, napping or idly playing with their two cats while Hizashi’s busy going through his ever-growing music library, bothering Shouta for his opinion before adding the songs that have gained his friend’s grudging approval to whatever new playlist that he’s working on.

No matter how hard he tries, he can’t leave him alone and, miraculously, Shouta’s been tolerating him for fifteen years.

He hopes to God that it hasn’t become an obligation.

Morgan doesn’t really know Captain America.

What if Remus and Sirius realised Harry was being abused? What if all Dumbledore’s careful plans were pulled apart by the power he relied on most of all?

After the Triwizard Tournament, a traumatised Harry admits he can't go back to Privet Drive. Sirius and Remus refuse to submit to Dumbledore's plan and take him back to Grimmauld Place with them, where they must learn how to live together, how to care for one another, and how to trust one another. After so long, can they build a family together? Will they even have a chance when a war rages outside their door? And can the prophecy ever be fulfilled?

#fic rec #monthy fic rec #bakudeku #todobaku #kacchako #erasermic #stony #wolfstar #drarry #bnha #mcu #Harry Potter

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sportsarenotoxygen · 6 years ago

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GOM valentine’s HCs

some late gom+kuroko+momoi x reader (separately) valentine’s hcs that have probably been done to death before but i still wanted to write some so here! please enjoy!

akashi

akashi definitely shows how happy and grateful he is when he gets your chocolates. so much that he’s almost acting strange if you didn’t know him so well

(because he remembers all those days his mother tried to give his father love and never received any acknowledgement in return. he is not repeating that with you)

he’s super freaking happy and smothers you with kisses and cuddles

then he starts giving back

really giving back like he stays with you the whole day, is a complete gentleman (but more than usual because let’s be real he always is), more affectionate, really does not let you lift a finger

you: sei you know it’s okay, i can carry one bag

akashi: nonsense, it’s my thanks for those chocolates you made. which i absolutely loved by the way

you: you...you said that when you paid for lunch. and when you drove us to the park. and--

akashi: it’s my thanks. for the chocolates i loved. did i mention they were delicious--

you, blushing: ohmygod okay okay fine

midorima

if it’s your unlucky day, midorima’s gonna be watching your back and making this day as good as it could get because yes he believes in oha asa but he will not allow bad luck to ruin your day because he knows you’ve been working so hard to make this day good for the both of you

if it’s his unlucky day, he’s gonna be on edge maybe even entertaining thoughts of whether he should be near you so you’ll have to reassure him that all will be fine

you, over the phone: but i have to give you my gifts!!!!!

midorima: your chances of having a good day will be drastically lowered if i’m with you, so i’ll pick them up tomorrow, nanodayo

you: shintaro! dont! you! dare! think! you! could! ruin! my! day! you make my day so you better!!!!

midorima: i’m sorry y/n, but i don’t want to risk it

you: well i guess i’ll just wait at the cafe by myself...with all these couples around me...

midorima, guilty: fine. but only for an hour

he’s got your lucky item ready and his own when he gets there

you don’t make a letter for him though, you merely just give a speech about every thing you love about him from his belief in oha asa, to the way he looks out for you, to his love for basketball, his manner of speech and everything else (yes right in that cafe. the elderly couple in the next table over are giving you such fond looks)

by the end of it, he’s a blushing mess and that’s what your goal was all along let’s be honest

aomine

he pretends to think valentine’s a really tacky and stupid day and how ‘theres no point giving anything on this particular day its just stupid’

so much so that you hesitate when giving your chocolates

you hesitate so much so that he notices and now that he notices he feels slightly bad and tries to drop some hints

you, reluctantly: it’s really...all in your face huh

aomine, swearing at himself: it’s not too bad

but when you go the whole day without giving him anything he starts getting worried

aomine, thinking: crap did you think i meant all that

of course, if you actually got him nothing that’s fine too but he doesn’t want the reason you got him nothing was because he thinks it’s stupid

especially when he sees how you’re pointedly trying to ignore every other couple

so, just as you two are about to part ways, he goes

‘look, you know i didnt mean any of that stupid shit. i dont mind valentines chocolates or anything i was just being stupid’

he’s scared to look at you but when he does

youre giving him this shit-eating grin

you, smug: so you finally admit it huh

aomine: what the hell y/n

you reveal that you just wanted him to say all that and now that he has, you’ve won!

he’s half red because of frustration and half because of embarrassment but well

that’s one of the reasons he loves you ofc

kise, murasakibara, kuroko, momoi under the cut!

kise

patiently waits for his chocolates

patiently

but he has to wait hourrrrssss because he has a photoshoot that day which sucks because he’d wanted to stay over so he wouldn’t get caught with fans going over

and inevitably he does get caught by a bunch of fans and gets given loads of chocolates from them

but of course he’s waiting for yours

so he can’t wait until he meets up at your house and you greet him with a bright smile and his is equally as bright

he’s really not subtle at all

kise: hey hey y/n-cchi did you make me some chocolates?????? im really craving chocolates today!!!!!! chocolates you made!!!!! because i love you!!!!! (he had been too excited to realise mayyybe bringing over the chocolates his fans gave him would give the wrong impression so he hastily shoved them all under his coat at the last minute this boy)

you: you can just say you want some you know...i know its valentines

when you give it to him he’s over the moon. he’s...very dramatic when he tastes them. like a lot

kise: THESE ARE SO GOOD Y/N-CCHI THE BEST CHOCOLATES IVE EATEN IN MY LIFE I LOVE THEM SO MUCH I LOVE YOU--

you, slightly worried: thanks. i think. you know if they’re bad you can just say so--

kise: NO THEY’RE GOOD I SWEAR I JUST

he’s crying tears of joy this silly boy

murasakibara

don’t go outside with this boy during valentine’s

he will see all those chocolates and sweets and will need them

goodbye money

you have to promise to buy them all when the clearance sales come out but you and murasakibara enjoy a day-in together maybe baking some sweets yourself because you know that he does actually like to bake despite how ‘lazy and unreluctant’ he seems

he unintentionally does the move where he kisses you and says ‘oh there was something on your face’ because there was genuinely something on your face and he does not realise what a cliche cheesy romance film move that is

you already have some sweets ready so he munches on them whilst you wait for the others to finish

and surprisingly, murasakibara gives you half of what you both made. its special because he usually just gives like...a quarter which is fair because your appetites are nowhere near the same let’s be honest

he does it because he vaguely recalls muro-chin saying something about how “valentine’s day is a special day for y/n-san” and slightly misinterprets it

it’s a touching gesture coming from him of course

you gotta cherish it because once you two go buy those leftover sweets the next day...

kuroko

you know him well enough by now that you understand that despite how small his smile is, he’s smiling wide inside when you give him the vanilla milkshake you made and maji burger coupons you made/got

he asks for the recipe to make and even though you’re more than willing to tell it to him, he insists that you need to show it to him

you, explaining: so then you just add the rest of the--

kuroko: i apologise, i do not understand, y/n-san. can you please show it to me instead?

you: are you sure? i’m sure you can do it fine!!! here, i’ll write it down!!

kuroko: no, please. i am not confident in my ability. i will be more confident with you by my side

you blush at his words because they are so genuinely truthful but also cheesy af

so, kinda like murasakibara, you guys make some vanilla milkshakes together

kuroko smiles a heck of a lot but it’s always when you’re back is turned whether it’s getting the ingredients from the cupboard or turning the blender on so you miSS A LOT OF BEAUTIFUL SMILES FROM THIS BOY

but in the end you two make more than enough for the both of you so you have to store some for later

it only makes the memories last all the more

momoi

well its canon that shes not...great at cooking and that goes for baking

and contrary to popular belief, she is aware of that fact (she just tries realllllly hard to deny it because her food tastes fine!!! maybe burnt or salty af but fine!!!)

so she tries this time

employing kagami to help her through saying dai-chan will do a one-on-one with him (its not true but. but she will get the redhaired boy to help her make these chocolates the best damn thing you’ve ever tasted or else)

its hard work (kagami thinks he’s worked harder than any basketball game ever)

but the work pays off and the chocolates taste..................good!!!!

momoi is sooooooo excited to give them to you (because of course she is she’s a romantic)

you on the other hand are searching on google for “how to eat food you don’t like” “how to not gag” “how to lie”

because you love love love momoi and do not want to hurt her feelings but h o w will you eat what she makes

so you get such a huge surprise when you anxiously bite into the chocolate and it’s.......

amazing

and maybe it’s just your love for momoi making you really biased but damn it’s so good!!

momoi, worriedly because you haven’t really moved for a few minutes: is it good????

you: ...no--

momoi, panicking: *thinking* nononono but but kagami said it was good did he lie i am going to kill him ohmygodohmygod

you: it’s the best chocolates i’ve ever eaten

#kuroko no basuke #akashi seijuurou x reader #kise ryouta x reader #aomine daiki x reader #murasakibara atsushi x reader #midorima shintarou x reader #kuroko tetsuya x reader #momoi satsuki x reader #kuroko no basket #akashi seijuurou #kise ryouta #aomine daiki #murasakibara atsushi #midorima shintarou #kuroko tetsuya #momoi satsuki

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strawberry-siren · 5 years ago

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okay to get into the tumblr spirit, im going to tell you all about my crush. i literally havent had a crush in so long lmfao

okayyy so i met this girl named annie on tindr about 3-4 weeks ago or something like that. we talked for like a week and we were vibing sending each other memes and stuff and then she wanted to go on a date :-). So she lives abt an hour south from me, so i suggested IKEA because it’s 30 min drive from both of us and ikea is v fun even though ive only been there (2) times (once before our date lmfaoo).

I told her i’d buy her a stuffed shark. and so we went to ikea and ate food and then went on our shark hunt and had like a really fun time. and she was like “so do you want to do something else or are you tired now??” and i was like “well i have nothing better to do so...” sdgfdjgksl lmfao im very romantic as you can tell. We ended up going to my house to “watch a movie” and we literally... watched the movie. i thought we were just gonna make out, but I think she wanted me to initiate and im like hella shy, but also like the confident type at the same time. and it was a terrible christmas movie. like even as far as romcom christmas movies go. so we were cuddling and making fun of it the whole time. then as like the credits were rolling I asked if i could kiss her and then we kissed?? and then like idk talked about more stupid stuff and made out for a little bit and then it was hella late and she had to drive an hour home. and i walked her to her car and gave her a kiss goodbye.

SO it seems like it’s going well, right?

Here’s more backstory:

-Before we met up, she PAINTED me for one of her finals in her painting classes..

-After the date, she was sending me selfies w the shark and we had a snapstreak (i hadnt even added her on snapchat before the date. we just texted.)

-I asked if we could go on another date after finals and she said “i’d really like that!”

okay............ so the week of finals. i worked all week, and I got off on a thursday so basically everyone is done with all their finals. So I snapped her and was like “hey wanna get food this weekend? In (your city)” bc i didnt want to make her drive all the way down bc her car is hella expensive to gas up. but she LEFT ME ON READ....... and in my mind im like WTF??? and like we met on tinder so i’m like Ok...im getting ghosted?? What the hell? like i thought she liked me? and she broke our streak. She literally invited herself over to my house? And she kept saying she had to leave so id be like okay... u should leave now! then she like wouldnt she’d start a new topic and stayed longer... so i was like lowkey upset. like usually i dont expect much from tindr dates because it’s like lmao tindr. but we literally WERE VIBING. so i got drunk and sad and went to bed at 9pm.

Now it must be over? but obviously not bc im on tumblr writing this.

Soooo then when i wake up, I have a snap from her. And shes like “i’ve been talking to hanna again and i’m really confused about my feelings and i dont think i’m in a place to date right now. i should have been honest earlier im sorry.” or something like that. it sounded like she was getting back together w/ hanna. and so i was like?? oh lmao.

So i was like “that’s fine we can be friends!” and shes like “i thought you didnt “do” friends” and i was like “lmao i never said that i have a few friends ive made off tindr including an old roommate. i just said i wasnt friends w my exes” (which we.. are not lmfao). sooo anyways thru some convos ive had since then shes NOT w Hanna. but im sad because she still calls me like cute, babe, etc, etc and like says stuff like “all the people ive been attracted to have been jerks... except u” and like i’d be like “lol idk if i wanna be a thot, but i’m bored/lonely” and she’s like “i’d cuddle w you if i was up north” (she went to southern utah for christmas)..... uhhhh :( wtf.. Make It Make Sense...

But also I kissed (3) girls since our date LMFAO. one was after a date and then the other two i was just drunk AF on my 21st birthday. which is a wild story in of itself. anyways.... yeah. now we have a like 18 day snap streak which is so long? but also I SHOULD give up on her, but she keeps giving me hope at the same time...? She also just likes validation, but I want to date her :( anyways, i just like her.

#and theres a dating prospect i might have who isnt this girl but also idk #text

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coolspacequips · 5 years ago

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i got so much writing done yesterday lol, hardly slept tho and worked a hard saturday w an extended shift :’)))) but complete exhaustion wont damper my excitement abt this oa;wejaow like!!!

im getting to where i feel p confident and competent w my writing in a way i havent before, i feel like lately ive been getting a very enthusiastic response to what i write and also Compliments and Flattery (which will get u anywhere) from my rp partners lol liKE, IN A WAY THAT JUST FLUSTERS ME SO

i reallY wanna do a multichapter fic, but the time/energy, she just isnt there :’)))

there IS a longform project ive been waiting to spring on u guys, but its gonna be a bit.. other than that tho, i think ive gotta try to rly buckle down on my efforts to get thru these hc asks!!!! i have a couple in drafts and i think i just need to like, try to find a good time to just sit down and give this keyboard a good workout on the reg

rly tho i have recently been writing some stuff in rp that i like, Want to show to ppl and am sometimes tempted to post snippets of on this blog, which is a very new feeling lol usually i dont want anYONE seeing my self indulgent rp shit lmao, but ive gotten some good, solid partners lately that have really strengthened my craft i think

#im just!!!! happy lol!!!#like i finally posted on 2 of my fav threads and the reception was just so pleasant like #OH YEAH i rly enjoy writing and im good at it!! i forgot!!!!!!#straight up 'I missed your lance *insert crying emojis* like are u kidding im so flatter #text posts #also....................... a reaction the other day that i cant tell u but had me literally ROlling lmaO #rp gossip #and i have one more fav 2 hit and then my uh supplementary rps that i have bc no self control #this has been rambling into the void w justshance thank u for tuning in

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urumisu · 6 years ago

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KNOW THE MUN - for real! - THROUGH MUSE!

Tag muns you want to know better; repost - don’t reblog.

What inspired you to try/create that muse/s: WOOF ive said a couple times urumisu’s just my concentrated desire to kiss half the db cast , but ofc its not like theyre a total self insert either ahahaa they’ve really easily become their own character entirely without me eVER IMAGINING THEY WOULD..

What is inspiration for that muse/s: looks off in2 the distance, my own lack of confidence and big himbo energy JKDF no ok UH a desire for a character thats overall just happier....in spirit...i guess.. . ..in spite of how sad urumisu can get jdkf someone who can make others happy! who cares for others

Thread/AU that made you really happy: everytime aion’s kuru indirectly or otherwise makes urumisu cry i feel my life energy restored WHEEZESJFKDFDFFD

Something really special on your wishlist: wahahaha i just want urumisu to develop literally all kinds of relationships fjkdsf friendships rivalries romantic interests .. i live for watching characters grow together in any way wheezes

Something you are looking for in short future for your muse: im excited to see who their first. like. Really Good Friend is gonna be if that makes sense !! o)-(

Share something related to your muse!

how about the ulala cosplay boots i kept thinking back to when i was designing them the first time ! ehehe

What do you think about character’s design/how do you came up with this: urumisu’s jobless outfit was the initial design i thought up--i had the vague shape of the design, from their hair to their clothes etc in my head already, and just kinda translated it into solid lines! as for their kai + mail outfits, those were based off of already existing uniforms, obviously, so they came up a lil quicker--i just knew i wanted the cute shoes to be a constant!

What your muse teached you: apparently i can’t write (1) happy character just being unabashedly happy i Have to get my dumb hands on it somehow and make things sad at LEAST once JDKSLF no but fr if anything idk! they taught me so far how nice everyone in a rpc can be!! everyone thats ever said they liked urumisu really makes me happy orz this community’s had its dramas, but ive been lucky to never directly be a part of it; its always felt totally opened up and fun ..

What is roleplay for you: a great way to tell stories together with your friends aaaa i love getting to just collaborate with friends like this wHAHAA

Just say something nice about other mun!: @jheece aion every interaction i have w one of ur muses is sm fun jskfld thanks for being sm fun to talk to and rp wiTH YA WEENIE ;___;

tagged: by @supreme-kai-zamasu & @blckku !

tagging: u h!! i got ot this one late too !!! so !! @queenofmorolianspiders @saiyanandproud @saiyanprincesstrunks to name a few i couldnt rmr doing it -- and if u want to and havent been tagged yet by all means !!!!

#dash games #ooc

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pinkerhero · 7 years ago

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(line sticker credit pal tv by Taweesak Wiriyawaranon)

tori’s useless brain dump

this song and the sanrio boys finale have made me cry more in the past 24 hours than ive cried at all in a long time

also i like sanrio boys,,ryo’s my fave

started reading warriors even though im like a childhood late it’s good

i like vocaloid songs a LOT which is why i changed my icon to the tv head picture bc that’s how i see my persona now

i dont like the idea of having a face haha

i put a near-solid panel/screen in the head just so i wouldnt have to see my face in editing later

i really like tv/object head characters and designs with gloves/masks/ect that replace or obscure human characteristics

bought pink gloves for a dollar at a lost n found sale at school. theyre part of my Hero Outfits now

i dont draw Anything enough just bc i dont think i can do it or ahve the patience for it and it tears me up inside

im trying to write multiple screenplays for media class but i Cant because they’re all too personal/individual/about me bc that’s all i’ve ever known/i’ve never made films with anyone but myself

still expecting to have another anxiety attack at school one day

one of the screenplays is actually about my personified mental illnesses

anxiety: ...i think i attacked her

depression: i didn’t know you could do that

adhd: *collapses from sudden exhaustion*

get it?? cuz they’re off balance...heh

i have a personal account where i ramble about my interests/have a personality bc im terrified of sharing it here cuz cringe culture is scary and indirectly makes me feel weird for liking things

currently im liveblogging seven’s route in mystic messenger

oh yh and i like that game now

speaking of games i also like doki doki literature club

natsuki’s my fave bc she’s stubborn n cute like me n gets over her pride bc she cares about her friend’s mental health

i think the game is really beautiful and deep and i love how it handles themes of mental health and the stigmatization of it

it’s really unique and i’m glad i watched a thorough playthrough of it

i learned how to play your reality on keyboard,,it’s my fav song to play on it bc it’s not a full keyboard but it fits on it and it’s fun to play and sing and yeah

i’ve written my church requests for advice on writing a message multiple times and they haven’t said anything n idk if it’s bc i’m a gal or not

i know clothes aren’t everything but i’ve slowly attained more pink/dresses n it makes me really confident and happy when i wear what i really like to school all day!!!!!!

caught up with star vs the forces of evil and Wow yall r goin thru a lot

i still havent found my camera battery charger n its been like months n idrc if i find it at this point tbh??? i think im using it as an excuse not to create anything else

but i also want to film more lps video cuz that’s again the kinda scripts i want/know how to wmaite (write/make)

sometimes i remember im 19 and im like!!!! what the FLUFF!!

i try to schedule when im “allowed” to interact w/my irl friend and when i do more than that im upset at myself bc im sure im bothering them

is that normal

probably not

will i keep doing it to have a sense of control

probably

im not sure if i have bpd but i look at relatable posts sometimes

please listen to that song i linked at the top it’s v me for a lot of reasons

the watchers r a great concept but im still too overwhelmed to get back to them at all yet even though i know i eventually want to it’s jsut a Lot

i only use my diary for church notes at this point it’s too embarrassing to write anything

it’s embarrassing to say anything

oh! speaking of which! last media class

me: what if...we made a mindscape battle

teacher: that’s not makeable

me, without thinking: bUT BUT-

teacher: convince me

me: *rambles* -it’s possible! aNYTHING’S POSSIBLE

IDEK WHY I SAID THAT LAST PARt SALKGADLGJ

i just...didnt want to be told iw as wrong

wowie this has gotten way too long im sorry there’s no main Point i just

have a personality or something porbably i promise

ok bye

#mine #text #personal

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luisneer · 7 years ago

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selected tweets 2016-17

These are tweets from my first @luisneer twitter account. Recently I made a new twitter account with the same username, after having deleted my account and having been without twitter for several months. These tweets are from August 2016 to March 2017, which was most of my first year of college at Shepherd University, in Shepherdstown, West Virginia. I don't go to Shepherd anymore; I transferred to West Virginia University, in Morgantown, WV, after my second semester. My tweets from late March 2017 to [July or August] 2017, when I deleted my twitter, were not archived.

I'm creating this blog post so the world will have access to some of my tweets from the deleted @luisneer, in case they have any merit as literature. I'm still not sure if I will continue to use twitter in 2018/the future. Usually when I use twitter I feel like I'm actually wanting to be doing something else, but I don't know what; or wanting to be using "another app" that doesn't exist. Twitter generally seems bad for me. Questions about my tweets August 2016-March 2017 can be directed at [email protected]. Thank you

2016

morgantown has ~48 vape shops

**morgantown has ~480 vape shops

siri has werner herzog-like inflections

considering changing outfits when i take several walks in one day (so nobody thinks im a serial killer, stalker, spy, alien)

think i remember ~5% of things i said today

imagined vague connection btwn 'vitamin d' and 'reptar'

felt distinctly that i was a monkey or chimpanzee while crouching in the corner of my dorm room eating peanuts out of a jar

just thought (as a request to my mom) 'fax me my skateboard...'

looked at toilet in bathroom stall with expression of 'utter terror' for what felt like ~15 seconds while it flushed

listening to bright eyes with headphones at house show

feel that the toothpaste i use is advancing decay of my teeth

feel 100% certain that i could train myself to use telepathy to operate my phone during classes

enjoying the sensation of my right leg 'falling asleep' during psychology class (left foot is also 'asleep')

felt 'sociopathic' after eye contact w library worker who watched me pick up & pocket a pair of apple headphones someone had left on a chair

left stolen apple headphones on gray bench across the street from my dorm

repeatedly placed/removed sunglasses while walking in hallway

strong desire to remove all positive patterns from my life and perpetuate/embrace all negative ones

feel that my laptop 'knows' which parts of its screen im looking at

in winchester, VA

thought of my own music as having 'no compelling audible elements'

thought of myself as being legally named 'the fuck up', then couldnt remember my actual name

successfully, i feel, duplicated 'sociopath facial expression' during eye contact with arch-nemesis in stairwell

ive taken 13800mg ibuprofen since i got to college

feel compelled to ask my 9 yr old brother for advice re 'college-level' personal issues

feel smart after sitting on couch in painting studio + reading art magazines for 2 hours

persistent notion that 100% of students at my college personally hate me

psychology professor muttered something like 'scary snake... endocrine system...'

feeling heavily drugged/sedated in psych class

psych professor seems obsessed with/terrified by snakes

imagined kanye smoking crystal meth and tweeting something like 'please help me... cant feel mouth... need help'

saw a moth at open mic, thought about god

experiencing difficulty trying to smile

enjoying using numerous cliches ('the case is closed', 'taking a step back', 'harsh realities') in an essay

intrigued by conversation i had 9 hrs ago w/ 2 boys who countered my tone (calm, eloquent) exactly by being loud and rude in a friendly way

felt simultaneously really cute and really lonely while giggling with my mouth closed in french class

imagined kanye inventing the word 'compactualize' and using it in a sentence during a televised interview

enjoyed 8-sentence john updike bio in norton lit anthology

perceived person standing outside bathroom stall occupied by me could 'sense', via something like echolocation, that i was/am depressed

spoke to french professor in what felt like a distinct persona/alternate luis neer called 'marge simpson voice' luis neer

feel confidently that the public debut of 'marge simpson voice' luis neer was a success

feel that 'marge simpson voice' luis neer is the culmination of an unconscious process that initiated in my mind maybe 3-5 years ago

i want to identify/analyze additional alternate luis neers

i dont like videos

i came to college and got weirder, better at writing, more arrogant, more defeated, more sensible

simultaneously feel that i should run 3 miles and that, at this moment, i would be incapable of running any distance

feel urged to draw new attention to my 'marge simpson voice' tweets

huge power outage at shepherd lol

realized theres no such thing as a 'nation'

remembered ive blown off obligations to several people, not just one person, so my irresponsibility doesnt 'have a focus', felt comforted

feel that my follower count is 'crystallized' / will never increase or decrease ever again

struggled to convert 'stick-and-poke' to past tense during conversation in line at sheetz

feel it would be pleasurable to take a donut + bottle of coca-cola from this sheetz via armed robbery

crossed busy road, felt really surprised i didnt get hit by a car, also i wasnt wearing glasses, was walking to sheetz, bought an icee

laughed alone in my dorm thinking that i should print out a picture of barack obama to put on my wall

drank from separate glasses containing soymilk, coffee, iced coffee, apple juice, cranberry juice, water, sprite for dinner/breakfas

just thought 'from adorno to zizek' sans context while shitting

opened gmail, emailed my father, closed gmail, opened gmail again, viewed email to my father, forwarded it to myself

'camcorder' would be a good band name

i thought arnold palmer had already died

willem dafoe doesnt make me uncomfortable

i want to stop being mean

i hate bfs but i want to be someones bf

wishing i was in a car with friends and no cellular service

tangled up in myself and others

twin peaks is depicted as a small town but its population is greater than that of every city in west virginia including the state capital

eating shark

thought of my own intelligence as 'frightening'

thought while walking to class that ginger ale should be made public domain

had the stitches on my chin removed today, touched the scar tissue for the first time

i miss being in therapy

i love carpet

i love carpet !!

just thought about my own tweets and lol'd

mood lately very fragile

this is what i get for staying up til 5 am

all night i've felt a wave of dread swelling up, now it's really hitting me

sound of laughter in public still frightening + unnerving

my instinct for when to unfriend people on facebook has adapted so that i unfriend people over statuses that make me feel no emotions at all

fuck, im feeling so much terror

gucci mane was born 3 days before conor oberst

the other day i mentioned that i was a poet and this vape guy interrupted me to say "and you didnt know it" and i went fucking nuclear

interacted with mailman who was picking up mail as i was trying to mail chapbooks, he didnt notice at first that i was talking to him

what if old people have secrets

my dad is making me root for a football team but im in pain emotionally

i feel guilty in general

thought of my poem "portrait of a nation without any people" as the "lead single" for my full length; it appeared in potluck 14 months ago

im close friends with satan rn

feel like travis scott never intended for people to spell his name with a $

from now on every time i get honey on something ill list the thing in this thread

finger

desk

coffee cup exterior

pajama pants

knee

carpet

chin

phone

shirt

shoe

thought that my elderly geography prof. moves by "shuffling"

feeling shorter, broader

the only part of the new bright eyes box set i want is the booklet

is there a booklet? i know there are nvr b4 sn photos

the song "lime tree" came to conor oberst in a dream

i like citing things in MLA

i write essays by pretending im werner herzog

doesnt seem to be getting later

lit professor gave my project (sequence of 6 sonnets) a C, i wish she would have gotten me expelled, shelley + ginsberg both were expelled

heard someone in another room ask "where's wal-mart?" as if wal-mart were a person whose location could change

i think i just swallowed a filling while eating popcorn, i am very scared, please help

crazy how things get worse

there are people on my floor having tons of fun and im upset

bit my mattress while sitting in the chair next to my bed

weird that chance the rapper only has 2.4 million followers when he's sort of one of the most famous artists in the world rn

also weird that donald trump has made 34,000 tweets, seems like an incredibly large number

the strangeness of yesterday was, for me, augmented by people on the internet talking about a tv show that ive never seen or heard about

the sunlight is obscene

im so upset about the sun being so bright im afraid to go outside

im glad im the only poet who likes trailer park boys

i slept in a blanket fort under my bed and havent left it all day

yr = your ur = you're

my favorite things are pdfs

now that ive adapted my living space to allow me to never leave my blanket fort i feel like my roommate, omar, exists in a parallel universe

i hear him but i never see him

i love latte art, i drink many lattes

thought that twitter "isn't worth it" in an upset tone while drinking mtn dew

felt pleasant considering uniqueness of all parent-offspring relationships

went through my closet + made sure all shirts and jackets were zipped/buttoned

my blanket is generating flashes of light from static electricity

record store guy became visibly sick of me several months ago; feel a little guilty every time i enter his store to spend money

i prefer EPs

felt "out of control" walking downhill listening to dead kennedys with headphones

writing an essay is difficult because idk how much relevant information other people have already considered / moved on from

have been wanting to write at least one poem inside my blanket fort but i don't think it's going to happen, i don't know why

the internet isn't big enough

usually when i think "i dont understand the uproar about [event]" i realize there is no "uproar"

"uproar" is media's way of manipulating the public spotlight and distracting people from important tasks

feeling helpless + melancholy after dying 15 times and killing 2 stormtroopers in star wars battlefront

the only way to attain conor oberst-level emo hair is to lay in bed and sob for hours

i'm sad

my mom was confused when i told her my first book comes out today

was luis neer in odd future

thought "sometimes i just want to end it and start all over" in an exasperated tone re my goodreads account

becoming increasingly convinced it would be best for me personally to take myself extremely seriously/never joke about myself

thinking that my tweets would seem terrible if i were a senator/governor/other politician

imagined doomsday device for future @starwars movies: the "death train," a normal train that exists in space and destroys planets

how does anyone do it

in science fiction movies, spacecraft usually look like shopping malls

everyone in the world is high except me

feel like i want to have poems published immediately

having delusions of grandeur

im sitting on my record player

my most-used word in 2016 was "bleak"

prepared and ate garbanzo beans w a lot of rosemart at 2:00 AM

my brother has a friend over and is being mean to the friend

all i want for christmas is to never cheer up, ever

watching eyes wide shut and hugging duckuc

my nose feels like it's going to bleed

im sad because every bf looks like me

getting better at eating ice cream by punching it with my tongue

the internet is too freaky...

i think 2017 will be a year of realizing things

im watching the angry birds movie

the angry birds movie is so shitty... why was it made...

ive never had a new years kiss

2017

im weird

eating medicinal ice cream

im not going to do any drugs in 2017

made a medicinal phone call

i want to drink some blood

i dreamed that roger ebert wrote a negative review of life after ppl and called it "liner notes"

years dont kill people

feel inexplicably/explicably really scared about the future of my poetry career

i've felt stoned since i was a baby

downloading google earth

made eye contact in starbucks with possible luis neer incarnation from ~50 years in future; bon jovi "dead or alive" played through speakers

realised that at some point in the future i will become extremely interested in watching football

i recommend reading poems extremely slowly while touching the text with your middle finger/index finger

experiencing cognitive dissonance

used phonetic clues to correctly predict meaning of & use the word "tandem" while discoursing with myself internally

i miss steel pedal guitar sounds on conor oberst songs

my previous incarnation "college luis neer" has evolved to become "high school luis neer-like luis neer in college setting"

thought "man, i got to stop caring what people think about me" in an emphatic tone that seemed confusing/interesting

mediocore

beyonce is cool i think

i want to re-read "v for vendetta" and to not tweet about it

remembered that i own a pinata

i will be at awp

how could i make twitter a better place

i saw 4 people wearing yeezys in dc this weekend

feeling increasingly self-conscious about how much i use the phrase "in the world" or refer to "the world" in poems

felt robot-like while attaching detachable headphones cord to my headphones while wearing the headphones

watching shepherd univ lacrosse team practice from "safety of" student center

i invented releasing two chapbooks in one day

im dumber than me

reasoned mentally that im more likely to produce accurate drawings of myself because "i basically look like a bird, so i just draw a bird"

i want to have a "fake tweet" (e.g. a simple phrase) to tweet repeatedly every time i feel urged to tweet an uninformed/unimportant opinion

my fake tweet for the foreseeable future will be "i dropped my textbook in the stairwell". when i tweet this it means i have an opinion

i dropped my textbook in the stairwell

does anyone remember the chapter of "the hobbit" where bilbo avoids starvation by ingesting peanut butter, honey, cherry nyquil, and water

sensed that all my college friends just simultaneously shifted from having vague/non-serious negative feelings about me to hating me

resulting from continuous building of irrepressible/inevitable conjecture in the friends' conscious thoughts

eating chicken and squash

i click on 100% of poetry links tweeted by poets i follow

when i was writing Waves i was obsessed with waves (e.g. energy waves, frequencies) and used the word "waves" at least ~10 times every day

i dropped my textbook in the stairwell

white nike swooshes on shoes of boy in library look vibrant/magical

terrified of being cool

walked to library really slowly while listening to noise music through big headphones

i was really, really yung when i started publishing and i'm still really yung

2 chainz always looks like he's walking in an airport

i have 5 twitters

i didnt know what bill paxton looked like, i was thinking RIP gene hackman

why doesnt anyone blog about me

thesis statements arent real

thinking about my book

i deleted both my tumblrs by accident

sad about my tumblr

my name is all over the internet

im a lizard

someday there'll be no more ppl

a lot of conor oberst song titles have parentheses

feeling sad about the actions of my clone, who passed away

idk how to use venmo or what it is

present-day tumblr is like the end of the never ending story where atreyu is talking with the rock biter and the nothing is swirling around

when someone, anyone, is upset with me im afraid im going to be assassinated

the views-era apple music ads that depict drake working hard in the studio have really affected and inspired me

on tumblr i have 4 followers

almost all of my tweets seem unimportant

feel that if someone told me that one of my tweets made them upset i would just apologize and delete it

ground control to commander venus

i like my new tumblr

i would be wearing a cardigan rn but i dont have one

feel that i will continue to generate bright eyes-related content throughout my life

is everything ok

i look like michael moore

#words

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April 29th-May 5th, 2019 CTP Archive

The archive for the Comic Tea Party week long chat that occurred from April 29th, 2019 to May 5th, 2019. The chat focused on Catcha by Anko.

Featured Comment:

Chat:

RebelVampire

COMIC TEA PARTY- WEEK LONG BOOK CLUB START!

Hello and welcome everyone to Comic Tea Party’s Week Long Book Club~! This week we’ll be focusing on Catcha by Anko~! (http://catcha.smackjeeves.com/)

You are free to read and comment about the comic all week at your own pace, so stop on by whenever it suits your schedule! Remember, though, that while we allow constructive criticism, our focus is to have fun and appreciate the comic. Below you will find four questions to get you started on the discussion. However, a new question will be posted and pinned everyday (between 12:01AM and 6AM PDT), so keep checking back for more! You have until May 5th to tell us all your wonderful thoughts! With that established, let’s get going on the reading and the chatting!

QUESTION 1. What has been your favorite scene in the comic so far? What specifically did you like about it?

QUESTION 2. Do you feel that Myouki and Yumi will be able to get along in the long run? What sort of obstacles in their relationship do you expect? What sorts of things might bring them together?

keii4ii

1. I have two picks for this one! Myouki transforming, even though I was expecting it from the synopsis, was a big 'ooh yesss' moment. Magical cat transformation is inherently exciting! Plus, it felt like a gear shifting moment for the story. Second one isn't really a scene, but the one panel where you see the framed picture of Yumi and her mom(?). While it's a fairly normal thing to have, it still shows that her parents are real, that her relationship with them isn't just a plot device. It also made me wonder if there's something special about that relationship that we will be learning in the comic later on.

RebelVampire

QUESTION 3. At the moment, who is your favorite character? What about that character earns them this favor?

QUESTION 4. Why do you think that Yumi is so determined to save the cafe? Ultimately, do you feel that she will succeed? How might her goals change as she continues to pursue her dream?

ankoart

@keii4ii Myouki transforming was something I was looking forward to drawing for so long after I started Catcha! It's still one of my favorite scenes. I'm really glad you're picking up some of the smaller details as well! Family is important to Yumi for sure!

RebelVampire

1) my favorite scene, or i guess more the panel, is where they shake hands. i really adore that hesitation cause i think it helps visually kind of express how theres going to be struggles but theres also hope to be had that theyll manage to work together. so emotionally i think it just really works for the moment and the entire panel flow. 2) In the long run, yes I think the two will find common ground. But emphasis on long cause I think it's gonna be a while. I think the biggest obstacle for their relationship is just how out of touch Myouki might be with humanity. Cause I feel hes not going to understand why humans do the way humans do. Like why theyre staring at their phones all the time or why they dont worship at shrines like they used to or something. and i feel this is gonna cause him to butt heads and make yumi have to cover with customers, leading to many long structures and them having to teach each other about themselves and about how they can make the world work for them. as for bringing them together, cats. definitely cats cause at least thats the one common ground they can really share. 3) Myouki for the shallow reason hes a cat and has two colored hair. Two things I like. Hes also grump boy which I also like. 4) From the impression I got, I assume Yumi has fond memories of someone who probably died or something tied to that cafe. And it's kind of like her last place to remember them by. Or said person also believed in her or something like that. I think there's also just a little bit of stubbornness in there too cause she already made the bet. So it's kind of too late to back out now without taking an ego punch. I think she will succeed, but I think her goals will shift slightly in perspective. Right now I feel shes mostly about saving the business, but when it becomes not about saving the business I think shell really dedicate herself to making a true place for cats. Like giving them a home without it just being a gimmick.

RebelVampire

QUESTION 5. What has been your favorite illustration in the comic so far? What specifically about it do you like?

QUESTION 6. Who exactly is the person who introduced Myouki and Yumi? What is her end game in helping Myouki to not be forgotten? What do you see her role in the story being later on?

RebelVampire

5) actually my favorite illustration is the most recent page: http://catcha.smackjeeves.com/comics/2782734/page-18/ theres a great level of precision and detail in the cat related objects that i really appreciate, and you know 1000% what they are at first glance. I also enjoy the overal page composition cause it really has this nice montage feel that really helps showcase the changes that are going on with the cafe and how they really do create a nice atmosphere like is the characters' goals. 6) I assume she is some higher up in the food chain deity that is responsible for Myouki in some way. Possibly also a cat cause her eyes were kind of cat like. But going on this wavelength of course she doesnt want myouki to be forgotten cause thats how you get demoted. i do think shell appear later on to check up on them and give some sort of assessment. which will cause conflict between myouki and yumi as they try to impress but havent worked out all their relationship kinks yet.

keii4ii

5) There's a lot to like throughout the comic. I appreciate the creator doesn't shy away from drawing the environments, showing unusual angles (even for non-dramatic moments -- e.g. bottom left panel here http://catcha.smackjeeves.com/comics/2737479/page-25/ ). If I had to pick one..... I'd go with this one. http://catcha.smackjeeves.com/comics/2776781/page-17/ The environment is very simple and understated, yet it gives a sense of a fully 3-dimensional space. I also like the contrast between the busy hatching vs the simplicity of the rest of the image!

Delphina

Just caught up with this one, such a cute story so far!

Desnik

5. I liked this. I enjoy small, organic moments and the kittens are a fun bonus. http://catcha.smackjeeves.com/comics/2727534/page-06/

Delphina

My favorite scene in the comic so far is Yumi going out and feeding the cats. She just looks so happy and it's so sweet! http://catcha.smackjeeves.com/comics/2727534/page-06/

keii4ii

Jinx!

Delphina

Hahahaha

It was KITTTEN O'CLOCK apparently!

Myouki definitely seems to have a big chip on his shoulder and I think a lot of their obstacles are going to be him learning to be tolerant and understanding (especially in a customer service context), and Yumi being veeeerrryyy patient with him. Beyond the typical café trials of running a business and literal cat-herding, I would love to see more gods or supernatural/dangerous things happen because of Myouki's involvement and how Yumi rises to the challenge of handling that (or brings her human perspective in, a la Natsume Yuujinchou).

I think my favorite character so far is the Mystery White-Haired Lady. She seems kind but also mischievous, and I want to know what kind of relationship she has with a god to tease him like that. Like Rebel said, I think she's higher up in the deity foodchain and could either be looking out for Myouki OR wanting him to fail spectacularly. But she seems to appreciate Yumi so I'm leaning toward a more kindly sort.

RebelVampire

QUESTION 7. Which characters do you enjoy seeing interact the most? What about their dynamic interests you?

QUESTION 8. What do you think Myouki’s backstory is? Why is Myouki so out of touch with the human world to the point he’s no longer believed in? Do you think he will come to accept humans by the end of the story?

ankoart

Author swooping in to let you all know I'm SUPER excited to read your thoughts, and my heart is so full right now! @RebelVampire I'm never quite confident in if I'm getting feelings across when I try and slow down scenes with moments of hesitation and such, so I'm really happy to hear that the handshake read clearly and you enjoyed it! Haha, Myouki would certainly be baffled by a lot of modern human quirks, like people staring at cellphones. Cats are definitely always the answer though! (>w<) I'm really happy you like Myouki. I love him for shallow reasons too, haha! Hummmm, I gotta say, you seem to understand Yumi really well! <3 The page you choose as a favorite illustration is one I put so much care into, so I'm really happy! I know there's not much that actually happens in that page, but I'm trying really hard to create a sense of space and atmosphere in Catcha! It means so much to know that's appreciated! And oh ho ho, your guesses over the mysterious woman who visits the cafe got me grinning. She's gonna keep everyone guessing for awhile soon as to who she is!

@keii4ii Oh man, I had so much fun with that picture of Myouki. It's such a simple little illustration, so I wanted to add lots of delicate details when inking it to add more depth!

@Desnik and @Delphina That page was such a fun excuse to feature some kittens at last! I felt kind of guilty before then about what a lack of cats there were, lol.

@Delphina Myouki being a deity will certainly add another flavor of challenges to their partnership! (Yumi already had bitten off more than she could chew with trying to start up her own business, but now she's got a cranky deity to please on top of everything else!) I'm so happy someone likes ~ Mystery Lady ~ ! She's really fun to write, and I feel like she hasn't had much opportunity to shine yet. I hope you look forward to more scenes with her~!

RebelVampire

QUESTION 9. What sorts of art or story details have you noticed in the way the comic is crafted that you think deserves attention?

QUESTION 10. How do you think Yumi will get along with the cats that Myouki winds up bringing? Will she be able to care for them all? Additionally, what sorts of personalities do you think the cats might have?

RebelVampire

7) Yumi and the mystery lady atm. Mystery lady is just so weird so it's kind of hard to anticipate where she's gonna go in a convo. So it makes their interactions kind of compelling. I also feel like mystery lady offers a great way to see into other side of Yumi that arent immediately present just cause of how she is. 8) I feel like Myouki probably got hurt by some humans and then it snowballed. So basically he cut off contact, and because he wasnt contacting humans as much they just went "cat god? maybe on the internet." not to mention myouki doesnt seem to be the type to like change, so aas the times progressed i feel like he just naturally remained stubborn and complained that the humans were changing and no longer respectful. basically old guy stuff. but eventually i do think he will accept humans again when he learns to open his heart. also when he learns how popular cats are on the internet. 9) the detail i want to appreciate is the cat coat patterns. They look very realistic to actual cats, and i love how theyre all varied. You'd be surprised how many ppl just make plain colored cats (which is fine cause i love all cats but i digress). Thus, I can appreciate the thought put in to making sure the cats weve seen are varied in appearance. 10) I think Yumi will do fine but i also would kind of like to see her interact with a cat that is legit the biggest asshole. And see her challenge herself with patience with trying to let the cat warm up to her rather than forcing herself on the cat. I think at some point the care might wind up jeapordized too cause they can only take in so many cats and...yeah, i dont think theyll put a hard limit on everything at first until they realize how much work is involved. as for cat personalities, besides the one i mentioned i also hope theres the cat who just sits everywhere theyre not supposed to be musing how if it fits, it sits.

RebelVampire

QUESTION 11. What do you think are this particular comic’s strengths? What do you think makes this comic unique? Please elaborate.

QUESTION 12. What sorts of obstacles do you think Yumi will face business wise when it comes to running a cat cafe? Will the gimmick and renovation be enough, or will Yumi still have other challenges ahead of her?

keii4ii

12) I was actually mildly surprised that she had the funds to buy all those things for the cats? (Though I guess second hand market and thrift shopping may have been involved!) Funding can be a problem, possibly vet bills in the future. I wonder if Myouki has any helpful powers in the cat health department.

Kabocha

“1. What has been your favorite scene in the comic so far? What specifically did you like about it?” http://catcha.smackjeeves.com/comics/2734702/page-20/ At first, I really thought that this was going to go... differently (because I didn't read the synopsis), and that this was gonna end up being a tale where the main character gets turned into a cat. I am admittedly quite pleasantly surprised by the fact that... It's not that. I'm 100% into the whole cat cafe idea~ “2. Do you feel that Myouki and Yumi will be able to get along in the long run? What sort of obstacles in their relationship do you expect? What sorts of things might bring them together?” Ahahahaha. Grudgingly, yes, I think. Myouki's a very rare type of cat, isn't he... I think, if anything, we're going to see him being aloof... continually. There's going to be a lot of stress, and maybe eventually Myouki'll have to understand that he can't just be a jerk if he wants to have his shrine...

“3. At the moment, who is your favorite character? What about that character earns them this favor?” Myouki. He's a cat. I like cats. It's pretty simple. “4. Why do you think that Yumi is so determined to save the cafe? Ultimately, do you feel that she will succeed? How might her goals change as she continues to pursue her dream?” Admittedly, I'm not sure I have enough information to go off of to answer this question! This comic is very cute, but it's challenging to come up with theories that I can back up with evidence quite yet... But I would assume that Yumi's interested in keeping the cafe because it was in her family for a while. Probably a grandparent owned it, and it was the place of many nostalgic memories? Hmmm.

Kabocha

“5. What has been your favorite illustration in the comic so far? What specifically about it do you like?” Hmmm, that's hard to say! I think I actually like the latest page a bit -- the middle shot with the cat supplies has a good sense of depth and business. You get a good feel for how much work has been going into prepping the space. http://catcha.smackjeeves.com/comics/2782734/page-18/ “6. Who exactly is the person who introduced Myouki and Yumi? What is her end game in helping Myouki to not be forgotten? What do you see her role in the story being later on?” If she's not Myouki's mother, she's another kami with her own interests in seeing Myouki succeed... Maybe she's from Tashirojima. “7. Which characters do you enjoy seeing interact the most? What about their dynamic interests you?” I'm actually the most curious about Yumi and our strange disappearing magical lady. I'm just curious to see how that appears... “8. What do you think Myouki’s backstory is? Why is Myouki so out of touch with the human world to the point he’s no longer believed in? Do you think he will come to accept humans by the end of the story?” Myouki... Hm. I feel like he might just be a rural kami or something -- from an area that used to have people, but not so much anymore? And maybe his shrine was out of the way. I think he's just lonely, honestly. Maybe he sees the kami in town who have these huge shrines and is just like T_T about it.

“9. What sorts of art or story details have you noticed in the way the comic is crafted that you think deserves attention?” I actually really appreciate the attention to Myouki's hakama. Thank you for paying attention to that! “10. How do you think Yumi will get along with the cats that Myouki winds up bringing? Will she be able to care for them all? Additionally, what sorts of personalities do you think the cats might have?” Myouki's gonna bring a bunch of different cats, probably more than a few need some sort of treatment from the vet... They are the cats he needs to get homes, I'm sure. I, too, want to see her handle the biggest asshole of a cat, like Rebel does. :'D “11. What do you think are this particular comic’s strengths? What do you think makes this comic unique? Please elaborate.” The screentones are well done, I think. It gives me a nostalgic sort of feeling... Kinda like some of the webcomics I used to read back in the day. It's a very nice feeling, honestly. “12. What sorts of obstacles do you think Yumi will face business wise when it comes to running a cat cafe? Will the gimmick and renovation be enough, or will Yumi still have other challenges ahead of her?” ...Health inspections and food regulations. There's sure to be a licensing issue or something... bureaucracy!!!

Kabocha

I enjoy the overall premise of this comic though... It really makes me wanna go to a cat cafe for real

RebelVampire

QUESTION 13. What are you most looking forward to in the comic? Also, do you have any final thoughts to share overall?

QUESTION 14. What role might Yumi’s friend Mayu have to play in the course of the story? What other sorts of characters do you think we might meet given the premise?

RebelVampire

11) i think the comic's strengths are the attention to detail on the cat related objects. like not just the cats themselves, but the water fountain, the scratching post, etc. it really helps sell the cat aspect of owning a cat cafe and ya, as a cat lover just immediately attracts me as i scream yaay cats. 12) I agree with Kabo that food regulations is gonna be a huge one. And there's probably also other things to consider. Like some cat cafes let ppl adopt the cats from there to give them homes, but that comes with its own legal requirements and such. i also agree with keii that vet bills are gonna factor in too as a business expense. especially if myouki is bringing in strays cause at the very least those strays should probably be neutered and spayed. but the third option im going to add is marketing. cause you can have the best gimmick in all the world, but if you dont work out you marketing plan youre just going to wind up with 0 customers since theres no brand awareness. 13) im just most looking forward to the cafes opening day right now just to see which of these theorized issues is a thing and which arent. and also just to see whether its a big success or a huge failure. cause like i said, marketing is a necessary thing. 14) I think Mayu is going to be a force of support for Yumi, but I also think shes going to be sort of a representation of what can happen to relationships when you focus too much on business and dont find a good life work balance. down the line of course as yumi buries herself more and more into work. as for other characters, i do kind of hope we might meet a grumpy health inspector who hates cats and is just flat out awful to myouki cause that sounds like a challenge of character growth

Kabocha

YEAH. And then Myouki has to learn how to be nice to people in order to get what he wants/needs out of the system... That would honestly be kinda funny.

As far as question 13 -- I think I look forward to seeing all of the cats that show up. :D 14. Mayu... well. I don't know. Maybe eventually she will do something like... help in the cafe? Maybe she ends up being allergic to cats and can't help out. You know, one thing they do around here is they have the cafe part of the cat cafes separate from the... cat area. So you get your food and drinks made, and then you go join the cats afterward, knowing that not all cats are super clean.

Delphina

I could see Myouki being EXCEPTIONALLY OFFENDED that humans don't think cats are clean

Kabocha

Oh, of course he would be! XD "What do you mean, you don't want my friend here dipping his paw in your tea? He cleaned up after the litter box!"

If these cats are anything like mine, it'd be like "NOPE YOUR DRINK NOW, CAT"

Delphina

As far as strengths, I really love the gentle shoujo manga style with the screentoning, it definitely puts me in the frame of mind as to what genre of story to expect and I can tell that's a big inspiration here. I'm not sure what the artist is using to make this or if she's working with a pressure sensitive stylus, but I can see hints of spot blacks and line weight variation on different panels creeping in http://catcha.smackjeeves.com/comics/2749987/page-13/ and I'd really love to see more done in that direction, because I think line thickness and variation is pretty important when you're working in greyscale.

ankoart

Ahhh, I've been intending to add some responses to all the wonderful discussions going on here, but was having some computer issues over the weekend! Finally got that figured out so here I go~!

ankoart

@RebelVampire -I'm never sure which characters people are going to respond to, so I'm really happy to hear people are intrigued by the mystery customer. I can't wait to hit a chapter where she gets to return and shine! -You understand Myouki really well too! -I've had lots of fun looking up different cat breeds to add variation to the cats that will be joining the cafe. I agree that all cats are great, but it's also nice to stray away from the ones you usually see. -Poor Yumi already has Myouki to deal with, but who knows, there may be a cat out there that causes her even more grief! -Designing all the cat themed things has been so fun! It's basically just an excuse for me to design things I wish I owned, lol -There's def a LOT more that goes into running a cafe than just showing up to work, and I'm glad people recognize that! Yumi does her research and prepares best she can, but this is new territory and she's on a time limit. Bounds to be a few hiccups as things progress! At least one of the things you mentioned will be popping up within the next couple of chapters! -Yumi's nervous and anxious about opening day too! -Mayu and Yumi's relationship has definitely shifted since they graduated high school. The current story doesn't highlight much of that yet, but we may get more notes about some of Yumi's friends as things continue... <3 -A grumpy health inspector would be hilarious!

keii4ii

“It's basically just an excuse for me to design things I wish I owned, lol” Are you secretly a cat

ankoart

@keii4ii -Funding is huge issue, and the cafe was losing profits when the story started! Yumi would never have been able to do something like this without help. The mysterious customer is helping her pay for this, but that's only mentioned briefly here: http://catcha.smackjeeves.com/comics/2735609/page-21/

lol, I'm a lover of cats (>w<)

Also I enjoy spoiling my own kitty

ankoart

@Kabocha -Oh man Yumi getting turned into a cat would be fun though. She'd probably be adorable! -Yumi and Myouki need a get-along sweater, haha. At least Yumi is trying her best. -Y'all are boosting Myouki's ego way too much, lol. He's going to feel honored to be so many people's favorite. -The cafe is def a source of fond memories for Yumi. Sometimes it's hard to let go of the past. Like moving out of your home, and seeing it turn into somewhere you don't even recognize anymore. It's kind of a sick feeling. Yumi's not ready for that. -Gosh I'm so happy people like the latest page. There's a lot of panels coming up where I poured in hours of work just to try and level up the art in the comic! -TASHIROJIMA! It' a dream of mine to visit there someday, haha. -Clearly I need to bring back our mystery lady sooner rather than later~ her interactions with Yumi are really fun. -I think he's just lonely, honestly Aww, this pulled on my heartstrings. Myouki's definitely struggling with the grief of being forgotten by humanity right now. -Thank you for noticing Myouki's hakama! Not many people know about them I think, haha. I've always wanted to own or wear one. (Maybe I should make purchasing one a goal for this year!) -lol looks like "asshole cat" is gonna need to be a thing! -I feel like I'm failing to use screen tones well lately, but knowing people appreciate them is so encouraging! I'm gonna try and study more techniques and up my game! -Oh the bureaucracy of it all~! -More cats more cats! -Mayu coming to help out in a cafe would certainly be adorable~! We'll see how things go! Also please go to a cat cafe if you can, they are so much fun! And haha, Myouki would get VERY offended if people suggested his cats were too dirty to be in the same area as humans who are eating. Human's are way less clean than cats are.

Kabocha

Hey, as a fellow screentone user, I definitely appreciate when they're used effectively by other folks!

Also, regarding Asshole Cat being a thing -- YES Even if they're a friendly sort of jerk of a cat... You know, the sort of cat who has to lay on your favorite coat as you're getting ready to leave... and put hair all over it... Or, they eat a treat, only to get sick all over the rug you just cleaned OR, the perennial favorite: Knocking stuff off shelves.

ankoart

@Delphina -Myouki will challenge anyone who calls his cats dirty. How dare they! -I'm so happy the shoujo feel carries through! I ink everything by hand using a maru pen. (That's also why there's sometimes spots or grit stuck on the page, haha. So hard to keep it clean!) Right now I've been focusing on getting really thin, delicate lines, so there hasn't been a ton of variation, but I hope once I master that gentle look I can ease back into more variation on line widths!

@Kabocha I used to tone by hand, so getting to play with it digitally is so much fun! But I also sometimes get stumped as to how to approach things, lol. Knocking stuff off shelves is the best asshole cat move, I love it so much.

Kabocha

Oh gosh, I can't imagine toning by hand in this day and age. T_T It's so expensive... plus it's like AAAAAA ALL THAT TIME But it can be a challenge to figure out the right approach. ...Gradients. Gradients are very helpful for this. XD

When in doubt, slap a gradient on it! (don't actually do that, it's bad advice) Regardless, I'm looking forward to seeing where Catcha goes -- it's very cute!!

ankoart

lol it's bad advice but I def am guilty of it!!!

Kabocha

Me toooooo

ankoart

And thank you! Going for that cute factor >w<

Kabocha

As kind of a final word... I wanna tell you, Anko, to keep having fun with this! I think your enthusiasm really shines through, and it's heartwarming. I look forward to seeing what you do in the future with this comic, and any others you choose to work on!

ankoart

Oh my goodness, thank you so much!! This whole chat has been really encouraging, and those words mean so much to me! I want to create something that is just fun and calming to read, and heart-warming for anyone who enjoys it. I'll keeping working hard to achieve that!

RebelVampire

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chikotos · 7 years ago

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speaking of That my mom is finally recognizing that when I say “i dont feel good” it doesnt mean i have a cold or sth its that Uh, im probably experiencing suicidal thoughts and cant express it well (or at least smth along those lines) and my house has been dirty cuz i havent cleaned in a while or i cant keep it clean and she n my sister cleaned an area and i repeatedly told her not to bc shes always using my sister to do things im not adequate enough to do on time and its rlly not fair to her even if she doesnt realize it cuz like shes only 12 & we dont ever even talk so she shouldnt have to take care of someone 5 years older than her.. and i was gonna clean but I basically slept all day so i could just clean alone at night when I feel safe to walk around the house . i wasnt even tired idk why i slept but now im eerily awake and maybe will be umless i force myself to sleep

its so lonely here and thats only hit me like this year cuz all the time before I would go through periods of hanging out after school maybe.. twice a year? and only hanging out with one person whod have many friends but theyd b my only friend which is a problem i tend to have. but it jst got to the point where im realizing, i think cuz i was in my schools drama program n exposed to lots of friendships, that im jst like ,really fucking lonely. Which is unfortunate because ive always been such an internal person at home and have been able to work creatively but thats all like leaving me? art doesnt make me happy anymore because i dislike my art so much and havent had a platform to share it in so long and i guess I thrive on other ppls opinions of it? and I definitely cant write anymore. I havent been able to zone in on an interest in MONTHS and thats left me creatively drained, a lot.

I think im starting to rlly, RLLY redirect my complete attention from interests to ppl (which always ends well am i right lads) and it isnt fair to ppl who like, have others and need space and time etc or Uh, dont even know me. but its like a switch like , I can either be creative or i can feel loved and Boy Howdy, do i need both,

its just weird cuz im the only one in my family thats emoitonal like this and I think thats why i feel so isolated. like im not exxagerating when I say my dad has 0 friends tht arent family. my mom has work friends she will hang out with maybe 4 times a year not for work, but shes always complaining abt social situations which I can understand. maybe my siblings r like that too but my sisters young n focuses on minecraft n stuff n hangs out w friends more than me n we barely know each other so its not like id know, maybe my half brother is but whens the last time hes wanted to talk to me right. like i cry all the time and all it does is make my dad angry at memfor being incompetent and make my mom think its her fault and my sister confused and jst takes up everyones time

and its jst all v strange. like i was kinda raised 2 not have friends, inadvertantly i guess. i can remember my mom trying to make me feel better about something along the lines of u can b okay w/out friends if u have family but she jst told me friends dont matter and im never gonna talk to ppl i meet at my age as an adult, so it stuck w/ me and i started to make moral judgements on ppl on small things we could talk out like say, they use homophobic language sometimes but im sure theyd respect me enough to stop, but id make those judgements before we could befriend each other n take a chance, kinda to protect myself from attachments? but later in life ive found ppl who dont do stuff like that, and thats when i focus in on them im an unfair way to them and they r the only person/group of ppl in my life, etc etc and idk how to stop because im so scared of hanging out w/ most ppl alone i guess? but ill still be here, thinking about like example (namedrop bc he doesnt have me tumblr anyways) my friend jacob tht never hung out w/ me outside of school but i fuccin loved that kid n he just stopped talking to me over the summer n ignored my text i send first day of summer and now we see each other and talk briefly but its like he wont let us be friends anymore and smth like this always happens and its So

and tbh how can i expect it to not happen when i limit myself so much n they will have plenty of other close close friends when i dont? and i think ive gotten better but idk anymore.

and uh, unrelated. I think my dog ive had for 12 years may have to end up being put down this year. hes got cataracts in both eyes and skin diseases and back problems and teeth problems (hes inbred) and hes losing his hearing too and for the past two weeks hes been peeing everywhere and we can let him out but he cant climb stairs anymore n he has to walk them to get to our yard and im the only one w/ the patience to pick him up (hes only 8 pounds) n put him in the yard bc my parents will jst scream at him n my sister doesnt like dogs and hes got seperation issues w me and whines when he cant be in my room which is the farthest from the door out n stuff. and its like rlly stressful my mom will scream at him in front of my sister n brother n me and the other day she said my dad grabbed him by the neck and threw him out on the concrete cuz he peed inside and hes so tiny that thats just gonna make everyting worse and its notmlike i can stop them bc why would anyone listen to me and hed prob b fine for s few more years if he lived in a patient house with ppl who would take him to the vet but theyre prob gonna put him down early snd its gonna b so weird w/out him

when i showered earlier i took s razor with me w/ the intent to cut my thighs, and i did a little, but i never ever draw blood wnd its strange. why am i given these urges when im so fucking terrified of blood. itll still leave marks n stuff but it makes me feel weak ? n ill bruise myself up instead but its never the same. and im such an advocate for help w self harm but i cant for myself. its like i subconsciously want 2 get caught ? idk. i did throw my razor away though and the others i have r rusty and im not THAT much of a dumbass so i dont have options to self harm anymore unless i get new ones. lifehack

and uh lol, having no schedule n it being summer my eating habits r SHIT. it always hurts to eat p much, its at different times n most of the time i just snck only or i dont eat for hours n see black spots n stuff. and when i dont eat its not a body image thing (im nt rlly happy w my nody but its not sth not eating will help with) its cuz i dknt wanna go upstairs for food where my dad is n the snacks r downstairs so its easier, or cuz i forget or cuz i like, want to punish myself? but im too lazy to self harm. its weird

n since ive stopped id’ing as ace officially my internalized lesbophobia has gotten so much worse . im so repressed and lost ans sad, nothinng rly makes sense? I either fall in love w/ anyone who flirts with me or i focus on someone who ill never fucking talk to or see again and imagine countless scenarios n set myself up to b sad. i seek validation from ppl on it but nothhing comes out right or i just cant say it, because other than when i make myself the butt of gay jokes i just cant sven get the words out of my throat that im gay cuz im jst so ashamed and disgusted with myself. ive been looking at pictures of guys lately cuz ive been trying to force myself to like them. back when i thought i was pan it always felt safer bc i could always just love a cis guy or whatever and everything would b okay for my family ykno. and its such a shameful thing for me bc my irl friends who im out to, most see me as v confident abt it at least a little bc im loud abt it u kno, and make all sorts of jokes, and i jst know so many would b surprised or like sad abt that

i want to stop liking girls so much. like holy shit. i have so many straight girl friends and i hate it when they flirt with me because lik, none r my type so i feel nothing but then i feel like i shiuld then feel like No i shouldnt then feel like i shouldnt even be around them bc im a gross disgusting creepo dyke predator. n they always use the excuse of me having a gf so its fine id never hit on them well like, now im single so i have to be DOUBLE careful not to b affectionate w them as im w all my friends and itsssssssssssssmjshfjhdjfhsjdhjshdjshdjhsjdhsjhdjshdk

and i like, think abt this girl alot n yea its romantic even thomwe never fucking talked n rlly i do that w lots of girls and its making me lose out on friendships bc i wanna b their friends somehow bc i think theyre very cool n stuff but i cant stop hodling on to stupid daydreams n idealizations i get to distract me when im sad n its jst stupid like i know its dumb but guess whos boutta keeeeeeppppp doin it??!!!!! boy!!!

and i try so damn hard to talk feeling out, n talk abt who im attracted to n stuff w ppl, n i try so hard to gush but i cant cuz smth comes outta my mouth and then i cant speak past that and no one ends up rlly knowing how i feel, bc ANY time i talk abt anytingngay related abt me its what happens. and i listen to others talking abt tht stuff and i jsut get so god damn JEALOUS bc idk how to express myself

all these inadequacies n shit is making it rlly hard to see how,im gonna b on my own n its always been like this. at TWELVE YEARS OLD i came to fhe fucking conclusion that i was just gonna kill myself when i turned 18 so i didnt have to deal with all this and i was OKAY WITH IT and i just went through life knowing that and hiding it and so rarely questioning my inevitable suicide as a childc so instead of dealing with all that n my problems n getting better i let myself get worse cuz uh, fuck it right

idk its all just occured to me how im not a fully functioning human being, in seberal if not all aspects of my life, its weird. now that I actively want to live and realize i uh Kinda have to simce ill b the legal guardian of my brother its all very scary

sorr i was all over the place and all the typos i didnt mean anyof them n im not crytyping like, i cried a bit but i jst hate typing kn thsi shitty tablet keyboard, n dont wanna spellcheck. if u read through comgratulations also please dont message me abt like the self harm junk n my dog n stuff like, whatever ur abt to say. I Know my guy

time to go uhhhhhhhhhhh daydream about impossible gay shit with guilt in the back of my mind

#personal #animal abuse/#self harm/#other stuff probably i guess #nya #its long uhh full disclosure i sjt wanted to feel like i was talkin 2 someone nyall can ignore this

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periwinkquills · 8 years ago

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Catalyst 1

The gears turned and solid pathways flipped positions as he experimentally turned on the switch after a long day of tinkering around with the décor of the gym. It had become quite a habit of doing so, so much that the power outages within the city were of no surprise to both its residents, and the affected trainers within the gym. A platform here, a change of paths there; it was pretty much the unthinkable made possible.

Volkner stared with grim blue eyes, unfazed by his work. Not like a trainer worthy of his badge would waltz in, especially at this hour. He sighed as the trainers exited the gym in pairs. Due to the lack of trainers willing to challenge him, the gym wasn’t open all days. Despite this, the many times Volkner had toyed with the platforms out of boredom prompted the city to turn towards more solar energy collecting.

After the remaining trainers exited, followed by the gym guide, the young gym leader furrowed his brows at the emptiness of the first room of the gym. That was how he felt his passion for battling, and it caused him to sigh in disappointment. It felt like ages since he had used Electivire in battle, since the very few who reached him had barely taken out the weakest on his team. Where is that spark? He often asked himself this, whether he’d be renovating, or simply standing, nonchalant eyes staring at the door frame, awaiting the trainer to finally restore his faith, and to have him remember what is was to hold the title of Gym Leader.

With a flick of a few handles towards the adjacent wall, he shut down all the energy, the whole gym dimming into darkness. Footsteps echoed as he followed the blur of light shining from the exit.

He stepped out into nothing but fresh sea breeze, and the faint echoes of Wingull chirping along the coastline. Turning back momentarily, he locked the double doors of the gym, signaling any incoming trainers that it would be closed for a few days. There was a bit of hesitance as he left the keys glued onto the keyhole. What would he do tomorrow? How would he distract himself?

The blond figured that he might as well tackle those questions when he got there. Pulling the keys out, he slipped them into his pocket, and began to walk down the smooth pavement. Nothing but the crisp air brushed at his cheeks, the waves ringing within the distance as he dully took each step towards the tall lighthouse within the other side of the city. The most relaxing part of the day was this walk that he took, where he spent a good amount of time in the lighthouse simply observing the scenery, watching water Pokémon play about in the waters, and taking in how beautiful his hometown was.

Only two people had passed him as he walked the rather lonely roads, giving the darkness that had already overshadowed the sunset. Everyone had rushed into their homes for the night. This was normal, he noted, as the city was rather quiet during the evening in comparison to the busy daytime, booming with business.

At least everyone else in the city was proud of their work.

Volkner shook his head from the ominous thoughts, sighing. At least his spot up in the lighthouse would bring him piece of mind.

The closer the building grew, the more his troubles faded. A good hour or two simply staring through the glass would probably make him forget about this whole ordeal – at least until he got home…

Walking past the edge of the building, he made a sharp turn, hands in his pockets and his head tilted down. He could feel hints of a small headache beginning to drill his head. Volkner’s hands pulled out, pressing his index fingers to his temples.

He didn’t even notice the rushed footsteps. Being too drawn into easing himself of his oncoming headache, the gym leader failed to react. Taking him by complete surprise, Volkner felt a sudden crash of weight against his chest, causing a grunt to rip out of his mouth, and his feet to stumble. His ears caught a gasp, and his eyes filled with the view of the entrance to the lighthouse ahead, and ends of long, chestnut colored strands.

Both would have fallen if it wasn’t for Volkner’s quick reflexes. He managed to step back, holding onto the stranger before they could fall flat onto the pavement. “Hey,” he started out, a bit of annoyance dripping, “watch where you’re headed, hm?”

Blue eyes met wide browns – scared browns.

Ripping herself off his hold, the stranger stepped back, evident horror etched upon her pretty face. Her long, brown hair – akin to her eyes – gracefully fluttered with the sea breeze. Her hands shyly clutched the auburn colored bow neatly resting against her chest, making no effort to mask the intimidation in her eyes and body language.

He now felt a tiny speck of guilt.

“I’m, uh…so s-sorry…! I didn’t see you!” She bent herself in front, those long streaks of hair now curtaining both sides of her face. “I hope I didn’t hurt you!” She stood up straight, nervously fidgeting with her bow.

“You didn’t,” he reassured, blinking. This girl, out here so late? He raised an eyebrow as she did a double take between him and the lighthouse. “Are you hurt? You seemed to be in a rush.”

She relaxed – visibly. He observed the slump of her shoulders, and the hold she had on her bow, hands now at her sides. “Um... I’m okay. I just wanted to get back to my place…”

He nodded in agreement – it was much too late, and usually the lighthouse was a him-only thing. “I see… Well, take care of yourself on your way home.”

She didn’t look like the type to battle intensively. In fact, it looked like she didn’t even own any Pokémon. If she did, he thought she would’ve own a Buneary or a Pichu – something that seemed to fit with her shy, reserved portrayal. It was a shame, really. A part of him, for a single moment, expected her to have good Pokémon to give him that spark. He shook his head at his thoughts.

Meekly, the woman nodded. “I will… Er…thank you…”

Volkner didn’t say anything, so she assumed that it was her cue to continue on walking. He heard her footsteps – fast and rushed, and he turned his head, watching her silhouette fade within the darkness of the street, only barely catching a glimpse of her through the street lamps that had flickered.

He continued to walk slowly, pushing past the entrance of the lighthouse and entering through the double doors of the elevator.

Ding! After reaching the top floor, the doors opened, and the gym leader cautiously walked out, hands in his pockets. As expected, there was nobody on board with him.

The elevator doors closed behind him. He sighed again, and took his time to approach the long, glass window that gave him a pretty good view of Sunyshore. He was greeted with the waves of the coast, the locked gym, a few stands with lights turned on, and the large chunk of sand in front of the waves. It was a rather therapeutic sight. The moonlight shone against the current, Pokémon flew about and swam, and the occasional move of a few people walking down the visible pathways within the city. His home was beautiful. So beautiful; it was almost difficult to leave it and go and challenge the league.

He had thought about joining the league, but there were hardly any trainers to challenge at that level. He had the Pokémon for it, but it didn’t seem right.

Lazily, Volkner peered through the high-definition binoculars, taking in a breathless sight of Sunyshore. He was able to see the beach better down below due to the lampposts the city had put in place for evening markets and those that had business during the weekends, when the beaches were more lively. There were some water-types, some flying-types, and…a person…?

The gym leader squinted his eyes as he adjusted the zoom within the binoculars to get a closer look. It was late, and there were no vendors out… Was this person looking for the vendors?

Despite him zooming, all he managed to catch was a curtain of brown hair that was barely visible with the light that was provided. The darkness didn’t let him have a clear view, but from what he noticed, the person seemed to be facing the ocean, as still as a statue. “…”

Upon turning their body and walking away from the water, the person was much more visible, and Volkner noticed the familiar red bow…

It was the woman he had crashed into earlier.

“Heading home…” he muttered to himself, watching her hug her arms as she maneuvered along the soft sand towards the city. “Maybe she’s a vendor.”

She disappeared from his view. Leaning back, his back hit the wall of the center structure that held the elevator and blinked. She was odd. And a liar, he also noted. Volkner still recalled the way her brown eyes stared at him, the way she hid herself from him. This caused him to frown slightly – he should be one to be stared at with pride and confidence as facing a league member – and the strongest one. He wasn’t used to cowardice. It didn’t feel right. It didn’t bring the sparks back. The thought burned them.

Suddenly, he didn’t want to be at the lighthouse anymore.

Ding! He entered the elevator, leaving the one place he truly felt at home.

notes: aww yea im back and this ones gonna be more than a one shot hehe... i havent published any multi chap things in a long time (bc 1: i never finish them 2: im highkey insecure abt my writing so this is kinda going out of my comfort zone aha....) but! ive been so much into these two lately they hurt me. bear w me one this, i hope?? to keep it short pft.

this fic is for my self indulgence, and a very late birthday/friendship anniversary gift for @starrydownpour. a long time ago i jokingly said id write you some alexandrian, and here it is! thank u for being there for me and canned trio u are amazing and i love u ok now pls enjoy what i have in store!

#alexandrianshipping #volkner #jasmine #pokemon #stella writes #starrydownpour #MARK MY WORDS I WILL FINISH THIS #I SWEAR IT #jsut.....give me time ///slap #so yeah lmao @ anastasia love u so much ok so enjoy as i post more idk whn i can #<333 #catalyst #i forgot to tag the title fdklj

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