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adventuringblind · 7 months ago

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Awwww im sorry :(

Life sucks most of the time (unfortunately) sometimes and a lot of ppl deal with it better than us.

If no one’s said it yet IM FUCKING PROUD OF YOU FOR NOT GIVING IN.

Regarding the angst fics: GIMME. I’ll be the LAST person complaining cause it actually makes me feel something other than indifference and numb.

And max??? Your Ghoul max especially??? I WILL EAT THAT SHIT UP. GIMME. (On your own time and writing speed ofc).

If it ain’t obvious I’ll read pretty much anything you write. I’m a sucker for your ao3, I’m rereading one fic or another daily atp.

Also cause I always see you and 🦡 talking about energy drinks (monster) I’ll add my little quirks about caffeine in general cause I keep being told I’m weird for it and need some kind of opinion from ppl who don’t know anything about me:

I have said for YEARS that I don’t want to try energy drinks because I have an addictive personality. I damn well knew that I’d be addicted to the caffeine “high” or sleep (depending on how my adhd took it).

Until February when my friend but redbull in a separate cup and had me try it. Summary is I liked it and immediately wanted to cry when she told me cause damnit I’ve been avoiding it!!!!

So now I have EXTREMELY strict rules about my redbull consumption (it’s the only source of caffeine other than Coca Cola I actually enjoy the taste of (no I don’t like coffee)). And refuse to try anything else because one is bad enough.

Sorry this is so long but your always asking for ppl to talk… so I just did (whoops)

- 🦒

Okay yes… I am aching for human interaction. The interaction I’ve had with friends recently is not the greatest but in my defense! I’m still religious and so are they and we all have different values. As in - tumblr is like my side hoe that nobody knows about. I’m also bisexual which isn’t the most values thing in Christianity and so I get some weird looks when I rant about pretty woman. I CANT HELP IT THO WHY ARE YOU ALL SO GOOD LOOKING IT’S NOT FAIRRRRR. Same goes for a lot of other shit. Drinking and sex and smoking and sex and - the list goes on for days. IDK man just Lemme liveeee. Also trying to explain to people why you won’t go back t church is a pain. Like - idk? You watched my dad abuse my mom for YEARS, didn’t say anything and gossiped instead about how we were the ones not following him as the head of the household, the proceeded to hail him a hero because he stayed with my mom after she dealt with a fucking predator? Not thanks! I’d prefer never to speak to y’all again!

(Sorry for the random trauma dump lol)

That all being said, the interaction I’ve had is limited to my fiancé and my beta reader who is overseas in the UK. My fiancé has friends and goes out with them and I sit watching movies with my parents while getting trashed. My sister is there too. I love her dearly. But she’s 17 and dual enrolled to graduate with her associates degree in a couple of months so she’s busy T_T

Basically - I’m alone with my thoughts majority of the time and it’s not a fun place to be.

I’m considering making this specific Ghouls Max fic into a mini series because there is so much shit here. Plus, background Landoscar and Charlos have me FERAL. The plot is actually a lot like my Ao3 fic in some ways but not? Like themes are similar ig. I fell in love though and might make a series of one shots that follow Max and Reader post the events of that fic 👀 (which I will have for you EVENTUALLY)

Redbull isn't my favorite unless it's sugar-free (don't ask why because I find it IRONIC). I feel you with the caffeine thing and finding it hard to pace. I don't have a crazy reaction to caffeine and usually get by with a monster in the morning. Coffee tastes gross unless it's one of those places that have their own coffee beans and stuff. Which - okay - I'm from Washington state, and we have SO MANY COFFE PLACES HERE. I have three that are a 20-minute walk from my house. Also, Starbucks sucks.

Saw your ask right after this by the way and laughed because I'm blind and the emojis looked similar, so I didn't even realize at first!

I'm glad to see me and 🏍 are spreading our propaganda 😂

#Ren's.inbox #Ren's.thoughts #🦒.anon #🏍️.anon

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beea-idiot56 · 1 year ago

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Chapter 5 - A little help is always nice

What happens when a person who has been diagnosed with extreme anxiety and had "retired" from volleyball finds themselves coaching a team full of guys who are a little too loud for their comfort(especially the ginger)?

Slow burn? ✔️ smut?❌ they/them pronouns?✔️ forced?❌

Childe x Reader Volleyball AU Wattpad Link Prologue link(Tumblr)

A sigh escaped Y/Ns lips as they tied their shoes, ther eyes following the wood of their floor up to the shoe rack, to which a box belonged. A sense of Deja Vu filled their brain, it was only short lived, however, and they shook it off, grabbing their bag before heading out of the house that they owned. Their feet carried them down the side walk, having been nothing more then muscle memory at this point, after coaching here for nearly a year.

Coaching young children, ranging from 6 to 11, had been nothing short but a therapeutic experience for them. As they taught new children the different rules of volleyball, watching children get giddy at the thought of hitting, watching them get their first serve over, and being able to tell, even from a young age without much knowledge of the game, what each eand every person would soon become on the court.

Y/N was able to hand pick and point out the few that they could tell would be setters, or hitters, sometimes even being able to tell who would be excellent at passing. It was a joy to watch young minds and children grow to be excellent players. Sure they werent ready to step onto a court for a large game or tournament, Y/N’s class had only been an introductory into the loved sport, but it was still fun to see the progress these children would make throughout the month or two that the class lasted.

As Y/n rounded the corner and stepped up to the large recorational building they found themself glancing over the parking lot with all the cars that lined it. At this point in time, about a hour before anything really started at the complex, it was always easy to pick out when people were there and who they were. There was the large truck, owned by the front desk worker who often brought in coffee and always saved a cup for Y/N. The small Honda car, owned by the swim coach and worker. Then Y/N’s favorite car, a nice old 1961 Ford Galaxy Starliner, bright red with the leather seats and everything. Everytime Y/n saw it they found themself feeling a sense of giddy well up in their stomach at such a beautiful car. They had been yet to figure out who owns it, but they simply assumed it was one of the janitor people who worked here.

However, today they saw a new car. It wasn’t special, just a mustang with a top on it. It was bright yellow, which was the most eye catching part, even when the sun was just barely rising above the horizon. Y/N walked up to the doors, their eyes still catching onto the new car. They simply brushed it off, however, possibly there was a new worker. Archons knew they were short handed.

Y/N entered the large complex, it was not unlike many YMCA complex’s. But there was a special homeyness to it that Y/N found themself drawn too, with the plaques of different sports and their players across the wall, a little daycare for parents who dropped their kid off, and large windows spreading the entirety of the rooms. Most courts had been closed off, in favor of padded side panels, but the swim room, gym, and some of the other small rooms had not been spared from the public view. Then there were the dance rooms, each with large mirrored walls, it was two way, so people could see in, but the dancers were able to watch themselves to improve. However, in the middle of the center, and where most people walked in, was the front desk. A nice smell was wafted up to Y/N as they wandered over to the front desk, leaning their elbows on it and over to look at the person who worked there.

“Well hello there Y/N! Do you like my new candle? Its quite pleassent.” Ganyu spoke, a smile graced her face and she pulled a coffee up from under the ledge y/n was leaning on, handing it to them. They gripped onto it a smile gracing their face in return. “I do! Its so nice, whats the scent? Also thank you” y/n spoke, letting the smell overtake their senses as they took a sip from the coffee. Ah, made just as Y/n had always liked it. “Just some cinnamon and a hint of apple, apparently its supposed to smell like an orchid. Thats neither here nor there, however.” she smiled, “but you, on the other hand. You didnt tell me you had such a pretty boyfriend!”

Y/n had nearly spit out their drink as they coughed and heaved, confusion running over their features. “I wasnt aware i had one either!” they spoke, coughing slightly still.

“Hm? So that ginger who came in a few minutes ago, asked where your court was, and then flashed a wink at me, wasnt your boyfriend?” Ganyu spoke, a smile gracing her features. Y/n stared at her however, confused as to who they were speaking of. Ginger? y/n didnt know any ginger- oh. Yes. yes they did. “Youre mistaken, hes not my boyfriend. More of an,,, underling? I dont know quite how to title him. His coach asked me to help coach their setter, and as a byproduct i met him.” Y/N tried to reach for the words to explain how the two were related, but just settled for explaining it flat, rather than putting a title on it. However, that didnt stop the knowing smile that graced their colleagues face, Y/N just sighed before waving her off, pushing off the counter to walk down the hallway and to their court.

Sipping down the rest of their caffinated beverage and tossing it in the trashcan, they pushed open the doors. Dropping the bag full of volleyballs by the door, and instead picking up the keys on the hook next to the door that unlocked the utility closet with all the pieces to set up the net. They then looked back up, to see Childe, staring back at them from the wall where he was stretching his back, a large smile gracing his features.

“So youre the one with the yellow mustang” y/n sighed before waving him over as they walked over to the utility closet. In an odd sort of way, they almost weren’t surprised to see him. “Oh! How did you know?” childe spoke, bouncing over with a smile “I didnt recognize it when i walked here. Anyways, help me set up the net. If youre gonna be here youre gonna make yourself useful.” y/n sopke, pushing the door open with a loud creak. The ceiling of the closet was a little shorter than of the actual gym, but still high to contain the bars that held up the net on either side. “That was my intention!” he spoke, grabbing one edge of the bar so y/n could grab the other. Together the two dragged it out to the court through the door and childe held it as y/n beant down to pop open the covering to the hole the poles slide into. They both then slid it in and turned it to be facing the right way, the steel bars almost double the heigh of Y/n being a little difficult to manover.

They then did the same with the other pole and childe helped y/n put together the rest of the net, reaching the top hook easily with his long arms and even longer legs, and together they tightened the bottom of the net and put on the matts on either side of the bar. Afterwords y/n sighed, it definitely was easier when there was a extra pair of (tall) hands.

“Are you gonna put the antenna up?” childe asked, looking at the court outlines, but y/n jsut shook their head. “The group is a little too young, and a little to beginner to worry about antenna. Maybe if i ever coach any club teams ill care a bit more.” y/n laughed a little bitand childe nodded. “You should, youd be good at it. Youre good at coaching our team!” he spoke loudly, bringing his arm to drape it over y/ns shoulders, leaning most of his weight on them. They just sighed and shrugged a little “Nah, i dont like dealing with preteens, plus, i wouldn’t really have time. With you guys and this class.” y/n smiled a bit before ducking their head down slightly, “its alright though, i dont mind the busy work.”

y/n noted how childe nodded, the feeling of his hair brushing against their ear. He then took a step back, walking over to the bag that he had brought that was previously up against the wall.

“Set me?” he asked, y/n laughed but nodded and he came sauntering over, standing at the ten foot line. “Whats your favorite set up?” y/n asked, putting themself in the 2.5 spot, he looked at them, a little confused. “I hadnt really thought about it…” he spoke, a little sheepish grin outlining his features as he watched when y/n looked abbsolutey astounded. “What!?! Every hitter ive ever had has had a favorite set!” they spoke, a laugh etching its way into their throat. He just shrugged but y/n shook their head, “well i guess we’ll fix that right now then!” they spoke strongly, their voice determined. Childe stamered but they cut him off, “if you have a favorite set, then Kaeya can set you better and you’ll get better hit as well. Just let me do this for you goldy.” they teased him, but the bite to their words was off in a different land and the smile on their face betrayed a different emotion. Childe looked at them, wondering if they were serious but ended up giving in, nodding before tossing the ball up.

It didnt take long for kids to start to piling into the room, but nether childe or y/n payed them mind, only really caring when y/n glanced at the clock to find it was a minute before the class usually started.

“Alright, i think its time for my class to start. You can head out if you-” “Where did you get that idea from? I said it was my intent to help!” childe spoke before dashing off to put the ball in his bag, y/n just sighed, a small smile forming on their lips before they picked up their bag. Pulling it over they opened it revealing all the balls that were inside, each made specifically for beginners, what was known in the volleyball industry as “volleylights” “Can you go get the cart from over in the closet” y/n chimed as they then called over the group. Childe nodded and sprinted off to go get the cart. He realy was a ball of energy…

“Alright kids!” y/n smiled as they all came to surround them, “as youve noticed weve got a certain someone coming to join us today. However, you need not be scared, i dont think this kid could hurt a fly if he wanted” y/n giggled, the thought of childe hurting anyone seemed too far fetched for them to imagine. But that didnt stop the gasp escaping childe’s mouth as he pretended to be wounded by their words. They just shrugged as he came over, propping the car up and beginning to unfold it. “Im Tartaglia. Otherwise known as Childe, or number 11 on the Teyvats. However, the most important title being, y/n’s friend!” childe spoke, and y/n laughed a little, a strange feeling wisting their stomach tightly. “Anyways,“ y/n spoke as the group erupted into small whispers and kids greeted the player. Non of them knew him, most of these kids probably didnt want to be here, the class just being a cheap way to get kids to burn energy while moving. So knowing a player, even if he was well-known, was out of the question. “We’re gonna start today with some passing and setting drills, if we have enough time we’ll practice some hitting, and at the end we’ll do some serving?” y/n asked and the group burst out into cheers, smiling as they all hoped over to the back row, standing right where the five foot mark would be. Y/N tossed the ball to them, only for the child to turn their shoulders slightly when they went to go receive it, Y/N suppressed a grimace but corrected their behavior anyways, before moving on to the next child.

And so practice went, with childe helping y/n and the kids, y/n found themself staring at the man more than they thought they probably should. The way he radiated confidence with the kids, being patient and gentle with them, soft spoken and calm. Which was such a contrast to his normal demeanor it was almost scary, they tried to not let themslef get caught, but there had been a few times when they accidentally caught Childes eye and he looked up from the kid he was working with, just to flash a bright smile and wave.

It was moments like those that y/n found childe to be insufferable, how could he do that? Wave and be all happy like a golden retriever, how was he so confident in himself? Where could y/n find that confidence for thsmelf? It was almost unfair! They simply wanted to be confident enough to not look away shyly, with a smile plastered on their face and a giggle in their throat like they had done when they caught him staring.

Maybe y/n was being over dramatic, childe wasnt trying to, of course. y/ns social anxiety was just bad, he wasnt ‘flexing’, he was simply outgoing and didnt know social cues. That was all… but yet there was something in the way that childe so gently helped a kid who was on the verge of tears calm down when they couldnt get their serve over. It encaptured y/n.

“Hey y/n, when does this class end? Its been nearly a hour and a half” childe spoke, catching their attention. They snapped their head to the clock that hung on the wall behind a crate. Sure enough, it was well past time for the kids to be starting to pack up. “Ei ei ei, sorry about that kids and parents. Alright everyone, thank you so much for coming, remember next practice will be our last. And say thank you to childe for joining us today!” y/n spoke, waving off most the kids. A chorus of ‘thank you’s from the children ran out towards childe, he simply smiled, waving them off as well. It wasnt until everyone had left that y/n sighed, releasing a breath they hadnt realized they were holding. “Youre good with kids” childe spoke, walking up to stand beside Y/N, to which they shurgged. “So are you” they spoke, their voice slightly tired from the constant uptalk they kept with the kids “Mm, taking care of three siblings does that.” he smiled, a look was on his face that y/n hadnt seen before. Something of a longing, a sort of love. A smile found its way to y/ns and they looked away, a family man huh?

“Hm, well thank you for helping. Can i ask why though?” “Hm? Oh i just thought itd be nice to come by and see what this class was like. Venti told the team about you coaching and i thought id find out for myself. Sides, i wanted to see if you wanted to join me for lunch…” childe spoke, the question lingered in the air as he bounced back and forth on his feet, looking anywhere but y/n. To which they laughed and nodded, “Sure! Just help me put all this stuff awya and then we can go” they said, smiling a bit. It had been a while since y/n had been out and about with someone, they usually left to coop up in their house after practices. Maybe the fresh air would be nice, even though the social interaction wouldnt be. Their words got a smile out of Childe and he nodded, rushing to go put away the net, already taking off the matts.

Y/n had followed a little slower, not seeing the need to race around, but non the less the job got done quicker than it usually had and they were sooon heading out hte door, passing by the welcome desk, y/n waved. “Leaving early?” ganyu asked from the counter, a knowing smile plastered on her face, y/n gave her a eye roll but nodded, “Childe said he wanted to treat me to lunch, and it would be nice to go out every once and a while, yknow?” y/n smiled with a small shrug, they took in another wiff of the candle that was still burning on the counter. Ah, there was Ganyu, never one to put out a candle, and when she did she did so quickly, simply putting it out with her fingers. “Alright, well ill see you around! And it was lovely meeting you Childe!” she waved and y/n smiled, contiuing to walk with childe as he waved as well.

The two left the building, finding themselves infront of childes car. He popped the trunk and took the bag off of y/ns shoulder, slinging it in, to which earned a small thank you. He closed it before leaning on the yellow paint, which was not hard to not look at. “Thanks for joining me on this little lunch getaway. I thought itd be nice to get to know you a little better.” he smiled, wide and without shame. Another little flex on y/n that they had to suppress a frown from. “Of course! It would be nice to get to know you better as well!” they smiled, but the words ‘and how you are so shameless’ hung in the air, not bothering to be said by y/n or acknowledged by Childe.

A/N:

Alright, this chapter isnt super well proofread so dont mind that, i dont remember what was going through my mind haha. but the next one isnt as grammatically messed up :D Im so excited for this hehe, ive been working on chapter 7 right now and its been super fun because its a depiction of a panic attack for the most part and its been super fun to test my skills in writing that sort of stuff :0

Anyways, make sure to eat a meal, drink some water, and get ample amount of sleep :D

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piolhyna · 11 months ago

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THIS, THIS AND THIS!! I completely agree, he was such a sweet boy from the start but he became bitter and basically traumatized.

His obsession with power, in my opinion, comes from "Fuck it, I'll do it myself. I can't trust anyone." which is a lesson that the world has drilled into his mind for centuries, as well as something that Baghra taught him.

Therefore, I would like his character to develop into someone who unlearns all of those toxic behaviors. He needs to take a step back and realize that maybe just because you are ancient doesn't mean you have everything figured out. Look at Baghra lol.

And, because I'm Darklina trash, would like for Alina to be that something that makes him snap out of this toxicity. To see and to learn from her what a better life looks like.

*coff coff*

And I want everyone to hear me on this: It's not Alina's job to fix the Darkling. I think that's the root of many misogynistic takes on this fandom. Alina should be doing whatever she wants to do. It's the Darkling, by his own means, who has to make the change of mindset. He needs to be inspired by Alina, it's not Alina's job to inspire him.

Anyway! Now that that's clear, to come back to the response, his take on masses forgetting is precisely why a University is soo important! True change doesn't come from gathering all the power in one person and ruling with an iron fist (even if you are immortal lol this is how rebellions happen). True change comes from education, from social changes.

In my perfect endgame, the Darkling retires from the government after a new regulated government is established (whatever that may be, the triumvirate or democracy etc) and funds this new University and focuses on teaching the youth about the Grisha and the history of Ravka (source: he was there lol).

And Alina, after going through her character development, (I want her to travel the world, alone, to experience life with her own eyes), comes back to Ravka. Comes back home to him.

Also, I don't know if this is unpopular or not, but the Darkling needs to let Alina go. She needs to find her way back to him. She needs to process her relationship with Mal and all her issues. To come on her own. Before anything truly romantic can happen...

Well, now I'm just rambling, but do you see the angst potential?? The character themes?? Bardugo I'm at your hoUSE-

Unpopular opinion: Specially in the Aleksander fan club, but the Darkling for the good of a story (and his own lol) needs to change.

I know, the blasphemy. But it's true! Homeboy over here is heavily traumatized and emotionally constipated.

Do I want that for him forever? Life has sucked, he has a point. But jesus, even if his defense mechanism of shutting everyone out and everything kinda works, it's a miserable way to live!

I want him to see the good in people again, to have hope for a better future without blood, sweat and tears. I want him to connect with his emotions and to choose to be vulnerable and seek love without chains.

I remember from a meta from the wonderful @theweeklydiscourse that they thought Alina and the Darkling's story could have evolved in a direction in which Alina and her new perspective could make the Darkling see and hope for a better life, a gentler life. And that's what makes me so mad about the canon 😭

Give 👏 me 👏 that 👏 story. I want an inmortal that falls in love with life again. I want the Darkling to be in deep depression, to tell Alina "this would be what happens to you" and for her to be like "hell no. Watch this" and for him to be like "I WAS WRONG. I want to trust in people again. The happiness of having them is worth the pain of losing them"

Also controversial opinion, but I don't want the Darkling to rule Ravka?? My perfect ending will be for them to retire into an University of Grisha Studies. I want him to fund a new Little Palace free from the pain of the past, an actual school for the Grisha and people who want to understand the Grisha. No more politics, no more fights, that's toxic. I want them to build and protect the future through education of the masses. There aren't any fics about that peopleeeee 😭

#shadow and bone #the darkling #aleksander morozova #alina starkov #s&b meta #darklina #btw if anyone is wondering why it took my so long to answer is because i'm sick

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bizcocho-de-zandia · 3 years ago

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you bunch of gay obsessed idiots don't realize that Harry doesn't dress like that every day, it's all for attention

You are kinda stupid but thank you for the hate tho, I have been wanting to address this situation for a good time so even if i cried a bit of blood with your anon im still going to use it.

1) What.The.Fuck.Does.This.Have.To.Do.With.sexuality? Bitches im so tired with that shit, Im taking a nap and some morron is screaming on my face "Ey, he is not gay" "eeee he is queerbaiting" "eeeeeeee he never said that he is gay but he is still using cute clothes wich obviusly means that he is using queer people" Babes, lets not be stupid, people can use whatever the fuck they wants even if they are straight, what does his sexuality or his fans sexualities have to do with some clothes? Nothing.

1.2) Im even going to address the "Queerbaiting" situation, he never said that he is gay but he NEVER said that he is straight, and i dont like that "straight until proven otherwise" rule. He does pretty queer stuff and seems to care about the gay fellas, just let queer people do queer stuff

2) Bubas, I have never meet no one who goes for a run with sparky sequin leggins or that buys a coffe with a pink dress with transparencies. What I have seen is fashionable people who use cute clothes when they can BUT comfortable fits when it’s time to be comfortable, I’m sorry to tell you that the person who use the same clothes everyday for everything is only some cartoon Disney character, real people usually are more fluent (Yeah yeah, there is probably some TikTok cool girl who finds the way to look goth even when she is taking a shower, we are not talking about her)

Idk, yall can even look at yourselves, if you tell me that you use the same fit everyday in every situation im going to say that you are probably kinda boring. People does not use the same clothes in the street, in their house, buying a coffe AND in a fucking public event (The only people who i have seen doing that is Ed Sheeran and even he has used some cute suits)

3) Yall likes to talk about this Harry

But never abouts this one

Or this one

OR THIS SOFTIE

And that’s all at one “Harry styles in the street” of distance, no big deal

He is fashonable person who is going to use differents clothes in differents situations, grow up.

#Harry styles #queercoding #Harry’s queercoding #Harry styles queercoding #Harry’s clothes.

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godziiwa · 4 years ago

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HAIKYU AO3 FANFIC RECOMMENDATIONS

please, before reading any of this fanfics read the hashtags! also, all the credits to the authors! enjoy

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UPDATED 9/03/21

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one for two (3700 words, smut, sex toys)

good together (1120 words, smut)

kotov syndrome (50k detective au)

ambus (1900 words, smut)

soft wool, agile fingers (knitting au 11k)

i’d marry you in a dumpster (or in your room) (2600 words, love conffesions)

storm warning (10k post-graduation)

no sex for you in a really long time (3600 words, public sex)

of moonlight and covens (20k, ritual sex, sabrina au)

undechiperable (4800 words, love conffesions)

tips on how to get with your crush (7500 words, mutual pining)

phone home (6500 astronaut oikawa)

amicus curiae (43k, lawerys au, SO GOOD!!!)

boy like you (2200 words, strip tease)

till lies do us part (50k mr & mrs smith au)

bet i can (1800 words, smut)

don’t let me go (20k, pining, ftl)

make a wish (7400, iwaizumi’s birthday)

rule number two: just don’t get attached to) (20k, detective au, SO GOOD)

you find me in a hospital bed (11k, hospital au but without angst)

driving me crazy (17k, smut with plot)

baby you might need a seat belt (11k time skip smut)

i’ll never feel whole (19k, roommates)

synaisthesis (14k, violinst oikawa and pianist iwa, this is so good a deserves more, please read)

in the business of love (22k, fake dating)

some fools rush in (7800 words fake dating)

i’ve been missing you for a long time (7300 words, fluff)

a little sweetness (2600 words)

breath in (5800 words, drugs)

hell mision (22k bodyguard iwa)

a coffe shop’s acoustics (23k coffe shop au and musician oikawa)

relationship thing (25, different first meeting)

fuck ups and hook ups (13k, ne night stands, smut with plot)

kissing both (1700, kissing both)

we might be (37k)

places (15k)

inside, this place is warm (6500 words, established relationship)

betrayal (2400, love conffesions)

meant to be (6000 words, college au)

galaxies, within you (21k college au)

kiss me on the mouth and set me free (18k mutual pining)

i’m no poet (4000 words, love conffesions, THIS IS SO SWEET)

the prince of yakuza (8000 yakuza smut)

just friends (6000 words friends with benefits)

misconceptions (5000 words, 5+1 things)

balustrade (10k, neighbors)

made of our longest days (4000 words, love conffesions)

burning heart (7000 words, firefighter iwa)

i want you, i’ll hope you’ll come to me (15k to all the boys au)

walking the dog (11k)

routine (2900 words)

terrarium (11k, THIS IS SO GOOD PLEASE READ)

fake it till you make it (12k youtubers au)

yours for the weekend (14k, actor oikawa)

we shine like diamonds (26k homophobia)

i shure hope that guy gets fired (29k, time-loop)

15 minutes (17k)

lips likes sugar (8000 words, practing kissing)

in this same space (23k, cosplayer oikawa and doujinka iwa)

thirty years and change (19k, future fic)

焦がれて怖くなる [I yearn for you so much that I'm getting scared] (4800 words, hanakotoba)

trouble with texting (12k texting)

salt water (8000 words)

the stars in your eyes (5350 words love confessions)

it takes seven days (26k bakery au)

from your mortal enemy (11k, 5+1 things)

conqueror of hearts (29k royalty au)

stranger danger (14k texting college au)

the bachelor (16k the bachelor au)

my heart is where it’s always been (21k)

rise (12k, college au)

sleeping habits (6000 words)

KAGEHINA

blinding problem (hinata pines, 220k words)

I like the way your clothes smell (canonverse, 75k words)

dial (phone sex, the smut is immaculate, personally one of my favorites, 103k words)

I can do better (canonverse, 45k words)

deadly (this fanfic is so good please you have to read it, laundry au, 42k words)

the job (this is personally my favorite, you MUST read it, 61k words)

the crown and the crow (soulmate au)

happy birthday, idiot (fluff, canonverse, 31k)

love biscuits (fluff, humor, hinata is a vet)

something old and something new (this one is very cute, canonverse, 17k)

UPDATED 09/03/21

open 24 hours (smut, food kink, 11k)

sweet tooth (11k)

perfecting the latte heart (coffe shop au, 31k)

routine (29k, cam boy hinata)

that's it for now, I'll be updating once in a while

#haikyu #iwaoi fanfic #kagehina fanfic #haikyu fanfics #haikyu fanfic recommendation #haikyuu fic recs

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tootyfruities · 5 months ago

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my house / my rules / my coffe

WHAT A GOOD FUCKINGGGFGGG MOVIE WHAT THE HELL. im following glass onion forever. oh how beautiful. im delirious. sorry for the long as reblog chain and also probably dash spam. watch knives out 2019

im FINALLY watching knives out. i get what they mean about benoit blanc...

#knives out #benoit blanc

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prismatales · 5 years ago

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oooooh~ Touya's overprotective brother senses are tingling. 😂

Unlike Bakugo who met (Y/N) since the beginning of the school year, Midoriya would meet her after Shoto introduces his twin sister to the class, and since they've already talked things out her attitude is calmer than before.

He'd notice the way her face lights up the moment he or someone else starts asking about her gadgets, a look of pure happiness on her face once she starts explaining how each part of her equipment works.

You can bet Midoriya's going to be asking question after question about her equipment, his favorite one would probably be her "spider belt".

She'd let him try it out once and he was struggling so much he was left hanging upside down.

These two are quick to become friends since they would end up rambling together. Deku helps out with the quirks and (Y/N) would start getting ideas to design new equipment for each hero.

Don't let either of them have coffe or energy drinks when they're like this unless you want to deal with two hyperactive rambling dorks.

Their friendship grows stronger when they start bonding over growing up quirkless, and being treated differently because of it. Midoriya because of the bullying while in (Y/N)'s case it was due of her father.

You can bet that (Y/N) came to the hospital with his classmates when everyone went to see him after the attack on the training camp, and the angry look she gave him was enough to make him shiver.

After he switches to his shooting style he'd definitely ask her for tips when he finds out she knows kickboxing, but that doesn't mean she'll go easy on him, he'll realize this after she puts him in a headlock.

This sweet bean would try to reason with (Y/N) when she's working non-stop in the workshop, should reasoning fail, rather than the fireman carry he'll drap her over his shoulder while she's mumbling tiredly.

"...Do i even weight anything to you?"

"Nope!"

"...You're too cute for your own good Midoriya, you know that right?"

he almost ends up dropping her from shock.

Those words won't leave him sleep at night whenever he think about it "She thinks I'm cuteeeee!" he'd squeal while going red faced, until Aoyama comes bursting into his room ready to scold him for making so much noise in the middle of the night.

Midoriya would eventually try to approach (Y/N) and ask her out, but she's so oblivious and thinks he means an outing between friends. He's start stuttering while asking her out on an actual date just for her to laugh and accept, turns out she was just messing around before saying yes. Poor Babu wants to faint on the spot.

Their relationship leans more towards the cute side, whenever they're out together you can find them holding hands while walking around. If their date happens to be at the mall the two are often seen checking out new hero merch.

(Y/N) will also offer to buy Midoriya whatever piece of merch he wants before pulling out her father's credit card.

"I can pay for it Izuku"

"It's fine really!"

"Are you sure?"

They once ran into some of the guys that used to bully Midoriya in Junior High, and when they started mocking him despite the fact he now had a quirk nothing prepared them when (Y/N) gave them the characteristic Todoroki glare with a dark aura coming from behind her.

Pretty much her whole family -except for Endeavor- are over the moon when they meet Midoriya, Natsuo won't hesitate to tease the two by asking when's the wedding, leaving his little sister and her boyfriend blushing madly. Rei would keep saying Midoriya's such an adorable kid once she meets him, and would ask him to take good care of her daughter

At first Endeavor wouldn't pay attention to the fact his daughter's dating Midoriya since he's not as loud or foul-mouthed. Until he realizes is the same kid who told him he ain't shit during the sports festival AND that Midoriya is pretty close to All-Might, so there's two outcomes for this.

Either he doesn't approve or he'd try telling (Y/N) to keep an eye on the symbol of peace, but both would end up getting the same answer.

"Grow some actual facial hair and then we'll talk, you shitty burnt moustache!" Shoto's laughter could be hear all around the whole house (and Fuyumi's, even if she refuses to admit she laughed).

The answer hit Endeavor's ego hard, the worst part (for him) was that it got recorded and posted on the twin's blog, the hashtag #shittyburntmoustache was trending that week.

If (Y/N) finds out how Bakugo used to bully Midoriya, you can bet she'll start pranking the blond more often out of revenge and pettiness, the paint incident was nothing compared to what she'll do this time, from dyeing his whole uniform to hideous non-matching shades of neon to switching his shoes for heels.

She knows that in Midoriya's head everything's in the past now, but she'll still keep pulling said pranks on the explosive blond.

Power loader may have scolded her, but seeing the way Bakugo struggled to walk in those high-heels was worth it.

If he starts insulting Deku in front of (Y/N) the crackle of electricity coming from her bracelet along with a passive aggressive smile is more than enough to tell him he's danger.

It's nearly impossible to make these two shut up when they start rambling talking about heroes, specially when it comes to All-Might.

You can bet that every time Midoriya breaks another bone the first one to give him a unamused look is (Y/N). He's trying to avoid his girlfriend while his arm heals, just to feel the hairs at the back of his head rise when he feels a presence behind him.

Turning around he meets her angry smile and can clearly see the small vein about to pop on her forehead along with a twitching eyebrow. The only thing that could make her scarier was if her hair was on fire, but that's impossible...right?

Hope you guys like this! If you're curious about the belt you can find more about it on my story "Late Bloomer", or to put it simple it's inspired by Zim's PAK legs

Also, friendly reminder my asbox is open, the rules are at the top of my blog if you want to make a request!

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aaliyah-babe · 4 years ago

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Pilot: Part One

Pairing: eventual joey x reader

authors note: i do not own anything from friends, all credit goes to their respective owners. feedback is always appreciated.

Feedback is the glue that holds my writing together!

the group of five sat in the coffee house, monica and pheobe on the long sofa with chandler on the arm of it, and then joey and y/n sitting on the chairs next to it, as monica explained her ‘not a date’ date,

“there’s nothing to tell! he’s just some guy i work with,” she explained,

“come on. you’re going out with the guy, there’s gotta be something wrong with him,” joey pushed her to tell him, which made y/n hit him on the back of his head,

“now, now, joseph. play nice,” she warned before turning to monica, “does he have twelve fingers?” she joked,

“so does he have a hump? a hump and a hairpiece?” chandler joked which made everyone laugh at his comment.

“wait, does he eat chalk?” pheobe asked, which made everyone stare at her in confusion, once she noticed the stares she explained her question, “just ‘cause i don’t want her to go through what i went through with carl- oh,” she sighed at the memory.

“okay, everybody relax. this is not even a date. it’s just two people going out to dinner and not having sex,” she said which made chandler speak up,

“sounds like a date to me,” he said which made everyone nod in agreement,

time had passed and they hadn’t left the coffee house, but moved seats, monica and chandler were still on the couch, pheobe was on the ground, joey was sat on the green chair, and y/n sat on joey’s lap.

“i’m standing in the middle of the cafeteria, and i realise i am totally.... naked,” chandler explained,

“oh yeah,” joey nodded, implying that he’s had that dream,

“i’ve had that dream,” monica laughed,

“then i look down, and there is a phone.... there,” chandler explained further.

“instead of?” joey questioned him,

“that’s right!” chandler yelled, which made everyone shake their heads no this time,

“cant say i’ve had that dream, bing,” y/n sighed,

“all of a sudden, the phone starts to ring. and it turns out it’s my mother, which is very, very weird because, she never calls me!” he said, making everyone laugh a little.

it was a while later and they were still in the coffee house, joey and y/n we’re talking,

“okay so if i win, you have to buy me a cookie,” y/n explained,

“yes, but if i win, you have to buy me a cookie,” he said holding out his hand,

she shook it before replying, “deal!”

“or you two could just eat the cookies chandler bought,” monica motioned to the plate of cookies, y/n and joey shared glances before reaching over and taking one each.

the coffee house doors opened and ross walked in, with a sad look on his face,

“hi,” he said sadly, and joey leant over to y/n,

“this guy says hello i wanna kill myself,” she pushed his head back to ross and the rest of them,

“are you okay, sweetie?” monica asked her brother,

“i just feel like someone reached down my throat, grabbed my small intestine, pulled it out my mouth and wrapped it around my neck,” he said walking over to chandler’s side of the room, where chandler raised his plate of cookies to him,

“cookie?”

“carol moved her stuff out today,” monica explained for ross,

“oh, i’m so sorry honey,” y/n said to him,

“let me get you some coffee,” monica said, getting up,

he thanked her before sitting down, pheobe immediately gasped, and started cleansing ross’s ora,

“no. oh, no. no, don’t!” he yelled at her, making her stop for a second, “stop cleansing my ora,” she continued anyway, “no just leave my ora alone,” making her stop ross said,

“i’ll be fine, all right? really, everyone. i hope she’ll be very happy,” ross lied,

“no you don’t,” monica said from the counter,

“no i don’t. to hell with her she left me,” ross declared,

joey shook his head before asking, “and you never knew she was a lesbian?”

“no. okay? why does everyone keep fixating on that?!” he asked angrily, “she didn’t know, how should i know?”

“sometimes i wish i was a lesbian,” chandler said, still focused on the paper, he looked up before realising, “did i say that out loud?”

“alright ross, look. you’re feeling a lot of pain right now. you’re angry, you’re hurting. can i tell you what the answer is?” joey asked him and he nodded, “strip joints!” he said which made mos of the group roll their eyes. “oh, come on. you’re single. have some hormones!”

“see, but i don’t want to be single, okay? i just, i just, i just wanna be married again,” he stuttered, just as he said those words a woman in a soaked wedding dress ran into the coffee house, frantically looking around.

“and i just want a million dollars!” chandler motioned to the door,

y/n noticed something about the girl, very farmiliar and she saw that monica noticed too, monica looked at y/n, “is that?” and y/n nodded excitedly, her and monica getting up,

“rachel?” they both asked,

“oh god, guys, hi!” she smiled looking at the two, she hugged them both before continuing, “i just went to tour building and you weren’t there and then this guy, with a big hammer told me that you might be here and you guys are! you are,” she hugged them again, before y/n walked back over to the couch couch,

“can i get you some coffee?” the woman behind the counter asked,

“decaf!” monica pointed at rachel before walking her over to the couch,

“okay, everybody this is rachel another lincoln high survivor,” monica introdouced everybody to her before she introdouced ross.

“and you remember my brother ross,” monica said in more of a question tone.

“sure!” she smiled, and held out her hand,

ross got up to shake it but when he did the umberella popped open, invading the space between them, making them jump.

rachel sat down, as if she isn’t wearing a wedding dress,

“so you want to tell us now?” monica asked her,

“or are we waiting for four wet bridesmaids?” y/n laughed a little at her comment.

“oh, god. well, it started about a half an hour before the wedding. i was in this room where we were keeping all the presents, and i was looking at this gravy boat; this really gorgeous limoges gravy boat. when all of a sudden,” she started but the lady walked up with her coffe, “sweet and low?” rachel asked, the woman nodded so rachel continued.

“i realised that i was more turned on by this gravy boat than by barry! and then i got really freaked out and that’s when it hit me; how much barry looks like mr. potato head. you know? i mean, i always knew he looked farmiliar but.. anyway, i just had to get out of there and i started wondering, why am i doing this and who am i doing this for? so anyways i just didn’t know where to go and i know that you, you and i have drifted apart but you guys are the only people i knew that lived here in the city,” she said pointing at y/n then at monica,

“who wasn’t invited to the wedding?” monica asked her and y/n raised her eyebrows,

“oh, i was kind of hoping that would’nt be an issue,” she said.

they decided to head back to the apartment and watch some tv, while rachel was on the phone to her father.

on the tv was a spanish telenovela,

“so i’m guessing that she bought her the big pipe organ, and she’s really not happy about it,” monica guessed,

“daddy, i just. i can’t marry him. i’m sorry, i just don’t love him... well it matters to me!” rachel said to her father over the phone.

there was a woman on the stairs of the show and she was wearing pants that she should not have been wearing,

“oooh, she should not be wearing those pants.” chandler said,

“i say, push her down the stairs,” joey said and everybody started chanting,

“push her down the stairs! push her down the stairs! push her down the stairs!” and when the woman pushed the other woman down the stairs everybody cheered.

“come on daddy listen to me!” rachel said which made monica turn off the tv and everybody turned to her,

“it’s like all of my life, everyone has always told me, your a shoe. you’re a shoe, you’re a shoe, you’re a shoe! and then today i just stopped and said, what if i don’t want to be a shoe? what if i wanted to be a purse? or-or-or a hat?!” rachel frantically said, “no i don’t want you to buy me a hat, i’m saying i am a hat- it’s a metaphor daddy!” she yelled into the phone,

“you can see where you have trouble,” ross said walking back and sitting down next to y/n.

“look daddy, it’s my life. well, maybe i’ll just stay here with monica!” rachel yelled into the phone and everybody turned to monica,

“so i guess we’ve established she’s staying here with monica,” monica said, and everybody turned back to rachel,

“well maybe that’s my decision. well maybe i don’t need your money. wait, wait! i said maybe!” rachel yelled before placing the phone down, her father had hung up on her.

the guys were in the kitchen while the girls sat in the living room with rachel, who had a brown paper bag over her mouth to calm her down,

“okay, just breathe. that’s it,” monica soothed her,

“don’t worry rach, just keep breathing,” y/n told her,

“just try to think of nice calm things,” monica told her,

“raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens, doorbells and sleigh bells, and- something with mittens, la la la something with string, these are a few...” pheobe began singing, poorly when rachel cut her off.

“i’m all better now,” rachel told her, making her stop singing and smile,

pheobe turned around and faced the guys, “i helped!” she smiled.

“okay, look, this is probably for the best, you know?” monica asked her, motioning for y/n to help her,

“yeah! independence, taking control of your life,” y/n side-hugged rachel.

“and hey, you need anything you can always come to joey,” joey said, putting his hand on rachel’s shoulder, “me and chandler live right across the hall, and he’s away a lot.”

“joey!” y/n hit him on his arm,

“joey stop hitting on her, it’s her wedding day!” monica reminded him,

“what? like there’s a rule or something?” he said.

the intercon buzzed so chandler checked who it was, “please don’t do that again it’s a horrible sound,”

“uh, it’s-it’s paul!” paul shouted through the speaker,

“buzz him in!” monica told him and he did,

“who’s paul?” joey asked her,

“‘paul the wine guy’ paul?” ross asked from behind her,

“maybe,” monica smirked,

“wait- so this whole time your ‘not a date’ date was with paul the wine guy?!” y/n screeeched excitedly,

“he finally asked you out?” ross asked her,

“yes!” monica exclaimed,

“ooh this is a ‘dear diary’ moment,” chandler joked,

“i can’t believe this!” y/n said excitedly,

“wait- rach, i can cancel,” monica said to rachel,

“please, no, go! i’ll be fine,” rachel insisted and monica turned to ross,

“ross, are you okay? i mean, do you want me to stay?” monica asked him,

“that’d be good,” ross said,

“really?!” monica and y/n said,

“no! go on! it’s paul the wine guy!” ross exclaimed, and right on cue, paul knocked on the door,

she opened it and said, “hi! come in,”

he walked in and everybody stood watching him, “paul, this is... everybody,” monica introdouced,

“everybody this is paul,” monica then turned back to paul,

“paul the wine guy!” everyone yelled,

“i’m sorry, i didn’t catch your name. paul, was it?” chandler asked him,

“sit down, i’ll be two seconds,” monica said running into her room,

y/n, joey and chandler went to sit down with paul,

“so paul, long time no see huh?” joey asked him,

“you’ve never met me before,” paul said making y/n and chandler laugh a little,

“right,” joey said embarrassed,

“so, how’s working in the restaurant?” y/n asked him,

“good, it’s uh, it’s good,” he stuttered,

it went silent and awkward until joey pulled y/n away, leaving chandler on the couch,

“what’s up, joey?” she asked him,

“nothing, just didn’t want to be there for any longer,” he told her, handing her a beer,

they stayed in the kitchen as ross talked to rachel, before chandler joined them,

“anyway, if you don’t feel like being alone tonight, joey and chandler are helping me put together my new furniture,” ross said to rachel,

“yes and we’re very excited about it,” chandler sneered,

“thanks, but i think i’m just going to hang out here tonight, it’s been a long day,” she said walking to the bathroom,

“hey, pheebs? you wanna help?” joey asked her,

“i wish i could but, i don’t want to,” she said which made y/n laugh,

“y/n/n, what about you huh?” joey asked her, squeezing her shoulder,

“meh, okay i guess, but i got to leave early though, because i got these new bath salts i want to try,” she smiled

“can we join you, or...” chandler joked, and she laughed, pushing him away,

it was later on and the guys and y/n had headed off to ross’ apartment, and started putting the furniture together, which was not working out so well,

“i’ve finished with the bedside table,” y/n told ross and everyone looked at her with their mouth open, as they were not close to being finished,

“okay, great! thank you! go take it in that room, please,” ross told her and she nodded, walking into the bedroom, she placed the table next to a bed, probably ross’ bed.

she walked back out, “anyone need any help?” she asked them and instantly, three arms flew into the air,

“okay...” she walked to ross since joey and chandler were working together,

“so what are we doing?” y/n asked him,

“well, i’m supposed to attach a brackety thing to the side things, using a bunch of these little worm guys. i have no brackety thing, i see no worm guys whatsoever, and i can not feel my legs,” he said standing up,

ross walked over to the kitchen and y/n joined chandler and joey,

“what’s this?” y/n picked up a piece that wasn’t on the bookcase,

“i have no idea,” chandler told her, while joey shook his head and shrugged,

joey grabbed it off her and tossed it into the plant pot before shouting, “done with the bookcase!”

ross walked in sadly, holding a canned beer, “this was carol’s favourite beer,” he told them,

they looked at eachother, before looking back at ross, “she always drank it out of the can, i should’ve known,”

“hey! wait a second, i drink out of the can and i’m not a lesbian,” y/n said grabbing her beer, “see, look,”

she took a sip of her beer, from the can, after she finished she turned to joey and grabbed his face, pulling him in for a kiss, the kiss only lasted a few seconds before she pulled back,

“see!” she smiled at joey who was smiling happily at that,

“okay, uh ross, let me ask you a question.” joey started after he stopped smiling, “she got, the furniture. the stereo, the good tv. what did you get?” he asked him,

“you guys,” ross told them,

“you got screwed,” joey replied,

“not a good trade,” y/n said at the same time,

“oh my god!” chandler exclaimed.

“well kiddos, i’m going to head home, take that bath,” she said and saw chandler about to say something so she interrupted him, “alone!”

“let me walk you out,” joey said, walking with her,

they got outside of the apartment and joey closed the door, “well, that was... interesting,” joey smirked,

“oh joey! shut up!” y/n smiled at him,

“i’m just saying, you’re a good kisser!” he smiled at her,

“thank you, you are too,” she said.

joey called a cab and y/n got in it, waving at joey who started walking back to the apartments.

she got back to her apartment which was next to monica and rachel’s, before walking in.

she took her coat off and set it down on the kitchen chairs and got changed in her room, before watching tv.

there was a knock at her door, she got up and turned the tv off, opening the door to reveal rachel, a sad rachel,

“honey, come in,” y/n hugged her and she layed with her on the couch for a bit.

“want to talk about it?” y/n asked her and she shook her head no.

“well i’ve got something that might cheer you up,” y/n said running into her room,

she went into her closet and pulled out a black dress, that she didn’t like on herself, but knew it would suit rachel,

“i’ve had this dress for quite some time now, and it’s not my style, so here, take it,” y/n handed her the dress and rachel thanked her,

“oh it’s beautiful, thank you so much y/n/n!” rachel hugged her greatfully.

it was later on and rachel had went back to her apartment and y/n had decided to go to sleep.

read Part Two here!

#friends #joey tribbiani #rachel green #chandler bing #monica geller #pheobe buffay #ross geller #x reader #friends series

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