#oh issa mood

[bipolarbabyyy]

🖤💋back on my bs💋🖤

[thesongoficeandfir3]

The coronation

Jacaerys Velaryon x Fem!Wife!reader

AU where the blacks won

Warnings: none, just Jace and his wife reader being cute before his coronation

You make your way down the long corridor of the Red Keep’s ancient castle halls, your steps echoes loudly off the stone walls and floor. You soon approach heavy oak door where two knights stand and upon seeing you they immediately pull the large doors open. When you walk in you are met with a scene that takes your breath away. There in the center of the room your husband Jacaerys stands, dressed in a long, heavy, and expensive red and black regalia, fit for a king.

When you entered the room you were met with the back of him standing still. He was surrounded by several maidservants who are busy adjusting and fastening every piece of his attire, ensuring they fit perfectly for this very crucial day. There are large glass windows in the room and the bright morning light cast a glow on Jacaerys who stands in the center as if the gods themselves are casting their blessings on him for this important day.

His red and black robes are a vision of opulence and power. The material is thick and heavy, a velvety red silk that drapes him gracefully. Sewn into the sleeves, are subtle but intricate designs of sea horses and dragons, to represent both of his houses, each carefully crafted out of shimmering black thread. The back of the robe is longer than the front, pooling on the ground behind him in a dramatic train.

Your own gown had matched Jace’s, something Jace was very insistent on when it came to the designs of them. You are not sure when it started, but sometime during the first year of your marriage you found a lot of your and Jace’s outfits subtly match whether it was a big occasion or not. Your gown though less elaborate than your husband's, it still a vision of beauty fitted perfectly for a queen.

As you silently stand behind him, he meets your eyes in the reflection of the mirror he’s standing in front. A small smile dances across his lips and his dark eyes glitter with affection. It's the same look he gives you every morning when he kisses you awake.

Jacaerys holds up a hand, the gesture causing the maidservants to stop their movements in an instant. "That's enough," he says, his deep voice firm and commanding. "You may leave us."

They curtsey quickly and walk away, shutting the door behind them. Once they are gone, keeping your back straight as much as you could and your head bowing low you curtsey.

“My king.” you say with a teasing grin.

“Stop that.” he playfully rolls his eyes walking over to you. He places a hand on your chin with a tender touch, lifting your head and gesturing for you to stand.

“You look ethereal.” you whisper out, looking into his dark brown eyes with nothing but love and admiration.

“As do you my issa prūmia.” he leans down to press a kiss to your forehead.

“Are you nervous?” you ask.

He moves his hands down from your face to holding your hands squeezing them slightly.

“Just a little.” he answers, his shoulder dropping not realizing he was tense the entire time.

You notice this and move one of your hands to caress his cheek to help calm him.

“You should not be, your grandsire and mother were wonderful rulers and they passed everything they know on to you, so I have no doubt you will be just as good.”

He nods leaning into your touch, the warmth of your words and touch calming him a little, but still a small part of him is nervous.

“So does this mean from now on I have to bow when I enter every room you are in.” you tease hoping to lighten the mood.

“Hmm,” he pauses for a moment pretending to think. He then leans in slightly. “Yes, I think you will have to bow before me….Every…..Single……..Time. He says each word deliberately slow meeting your teasing banter

“Oh?“ you quirk and eyebrow feigning surprise. “Does that mean I must always call you my king as well?” you lean in closer causing your lips to be mere inches apart.

“Of course my darling,” he says reaching out to tuck a stray lock of hair behind your ear being very careful not to mess with the elaborate hair do, his fingers then trail along your jawline “I am your king, after all.” He smirks down at you.

“And I am your queen” your eyes had yet to leave his during your entire conversation.

“And a beautiful queen you are.” he presses his lips to yours lingering for a few moments before pulling away.

“And your child and rightful heir.“ you take his hand pressing it to your growing pregnant belly.

Jaceaeyrs feels a rush of emotion at the feeling of your belly under his palm, his eyes drifting down to where your hands meet before looking back up at you, His expression softens further. “Our child” he corrects a protective hand still resting on your stomach.

Your heart swells, though such a small gesture you can’t help but feel emotional that he said ‘our’ instead of his.

He suddenly kneels before you his fingers splaying on the swell of your stomach gently kissing it before resting his forehead on it.

“Our future king or queen.” He whispers out.

Your breath hitches at his unexpected action.

“J-Jace,” you stutter out. “This is unbecoming you are to be king” you say feeling extremely flustered.

He chuckles the sound deep and rich.

“Out there I am, but in here with you I am just a man who loves his wife and unborn child dearly” he plants one more kiss on your bump before standing. He places his hands on your hips bringing you close once more.

You reach out and grab the livery collar, each piece being one of the kingdom’s house sigil. You carefully place it over his shoulder before fastening the last button of the robe and smoothing a hand over his chest.

“Now then, let us get you to your coronation.” You smile

“As you command my queen.”

[gojoslittybunny]

↳ ❝ 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐀, 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐃 | 𝖲. 𝖦𝖤𝖳𝖮. ❞

↳ 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 with suguru geto consisted of many things. from late night skin care routines to bubbles baths with rose petals and a vanilla candle burning, he will definitely feel tranquility. a sense of comfort being wrapped around his soul knowing you’re happy. and if he’s feeling himself, he will play a bit of music to set the mood whilst also admiring your beauty. 🙈

↳ 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃! 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐔 definitely listens to kendrick lamar , tupac, bruno mars, biggie, michael jackson, & j.cole. his favourite songs being dna, loyalty, and love by kendrick. he also loves afrobeats, reggaeton, dancehall, and soca music <3. especially if you’re of afro/hispanic/caribbean descent, he’s so down bad and is willing to learn anything & everything about your culture.

↳ 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃! 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐔 will take you on so many trips around the city and exploring new places, and eating at different food venues. he will also help you by translating the signs but at the same loves watching you stumble over your words when you try ordering what you desire to purchase.

↳ 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃! 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐔 is a sucker for spoiling you, so expect him to buy you lots of trinkets <3 and constantly takes tons of selfies. most of them consists of you. like i’m talking about the unexpected / embarrassing ones. oh you got ice cream on your nose? cake in your hair? mans be like "hold on, lemme just *camera clicks*" 🙈

↳ 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃! 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐔 is such a goofball but he also very sweet and nurturing. please give him hugs and kisses. maybe even a bit of praise, he loves you so much. more bonus points because nanako and mimiko love you so much. oh yeah, su is definitely going to marry you. but don’t tell him i told you, issa secret. 🥹🫶🏾

[flammingnachos]

𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 (opla!luffy x fem!reader)

sʏɴᴏᴘsɪs: After your one night stand with Luffy you thought that was the last of seeing the straw hat boy, keyword thought. Guess your not ‘one of the girls’ that you thought you was

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: slight cursing, strangling, gore, kidnapping, yandere!luffy just a little bit, crew members being just as dark

I yawned pulling my hands to support my face on the counter, looking around the customers that where here.

I was still having a headache form last night and going partying with Issa

“Tell me why again we have work today?” Issa spoke up from behind me after just now walking in the bar

“Because we need money to support ourselves” I mumbled out in a whisper not really in the mood to do anything, especially after the heavy drinking last night

She sighed taking a seat next to me laying her head on the counter while staring up

“So how was it” she then asked out making me give her a look in which her eyes went wide

“O-oh it was like that” she then giggled making me groan

Why is she asking me this now when I have a headache

“I don’t wanna talk about it..” I mumbled out getting ready to get up and get back to washing out the cups the customers used

“Oh c’monnn Y/n that was your first time getting laid can you at least tell your best friend how it went..especially since it was with a pirate” Issa expressed out loud whining

I sighed

Must she be so loud

“He was good okay..” I half told her the truth

Truthfully he was absolutely amazing especially being a devil fruit holder, and using his powers during sex it was so magical.

But you won’t see me telling her that..I’ll just keep it to myself

“Okay as in..” she whined some more

“Good, Issa fucking amazing, is that what you want me to say” I breathed out in frustration

She only laughed out at my answer

“Now can I please get back to washing out these shitty glassware that I’m supposed to wash or would you like to ask me more questions about my sex life” I said rolling my eyes at her

“Okay,okay go on” she chuckled out

I huffed out a breathe of air and and turned my heel walking into the back to wash these dishes so that I could hurry up and go back home to my bed

While washing these dishes I couldn’t help but think back to that amazing straw hat pirate that I spent the night with

I wasn’t even gonna go party but Issa kept pestering me about me still being a virgin at my age when there’s thousands of hot pirates out there that constantly come in and out of our doors

This was the first time I took up on her offer, usually I would have dismissed it and told her no or made up some excuses that I was either tired or too hungry to go

I sighed out getting out my thoughts..

“Y/n you’ve gotten company” Issa said running inside the back with a wide smile on her face

I nearly jumped at the loudness of her voice

“Who?” I asked out

“Your knight in shinning armor” she giggled out

I rolled my eyes at this

She must be fucking with me again

“Issa nows not-”

“She’s back here, why don’t you come” she then said interrupting me and speaking to someone that was out in the main part of the bar

I looked over at her confused as she only smiled leaving

Right then that straw hat pirate had walked in with that same wide smile from last night

fuck why me god

“hey” he said smiling down at me

“uh..” I shuffled around wiping off my hands from the soap

“don’t you have a ship to be on right now” I asked out a bit confused

“About that, I came here to take you with me” he announced out as if what he’s saying is the most normalest thing in the world

“Huh?” I asked out

Come again?

“I wanna invite you to join my crew” he said trying to simple down his invitation to sounding normal

“and what exactly would I be able to contribute to this crew of yours” I asked out a bit skeptical of what this guys asking

“nothing at all just sit there and look beautiful” he breathed out pausing a bit to get himself back together

Yeah no..

“As much as I would like I just can’t.. sorry” I said awkwardly putting my lips into a thin line since now I don’t know what to do

His smile went down a bit

Fuck

“Why not?” He asked a bit monotone

“Cause I have people to take care of and things to do on my small island that’s safe with nothing dangerous-”

before I could continue on with my rant as to why I will not join his crew on whatever nonsense there doing he interrupted me

“I can protect you” he pleaded out

I almost felt bad for turning the poor guy down but my safety matters

Sorry :/

“No and my answer is still a No” I finalized

He went quiet

I looked at him and saw he looked like he was thinking is something, I shrugged it off and just looked somewhere else

“Well then.. I’m sorry for this that I’m about to do..” he said putting on a now more serious expression

Huh?

I furrowed my eyebrows

Tf he mean

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusing cause what the hell is going on

Right then he back up a bit more and leaned back stretching out his arms and then right to my jaw it went

I didn’t even have time to process it as my body drop down and my vision where gone

..

“you know when you said you were bringing something you forgot on the island..I uh didn’t think you’d be brining a unconscious person tied up..”

My eyes were starting to slightly open as I was out of consciousness hearing voice talking, mumbled voices

I groaned out feeling my headache starting to worsen after that ridiculous punch I got

“I couldn’t leave the island without her.. she’s my soulmate I couldn’t live with myself without her” someone else talking whines out

Is that the straw hat boy..sounds about right I’m guessing

I tried opening my eyes but I felt too weak for that

“And what exactly does your lover contribute to this crew other than being your undying lover” another voice said in a much sarcastic tone

“Same thing as Nami”

“She’s good at navigating?” A female voice joined in

“Ye, she’s good at everything” the person boosted on

“Listen dude, I always knew you were crazy but this seems a little bit out of your crazy zone” another male voice joined in

“Don’t be ridiculous Usopp this isn’t crazy it’s being I love” the person cheered on laughing out loud

“Well it isn’t like he’s harming her..so it couldn’t be this bad and At least we have another beautiful female here aside from Nami too” a more firmer tone spoke

“Why don’t we go wake her up it’s been a minute seen we heard anything since luffy brought her on..at least to check if she’s alive” a female voice said

I freaked out

Shit they were coming

I tried moving my hands but he had tied the rope all over my body with my legs tied together and so were my arms

I tried biting the rope but it was hard as fuck

I tried jumping up moving around to try to shimmer the ropes off my wrist

Looking around for anything

Right then I saw a bunch of pots and knives and a..sink

Yes I was in a kitchen!

I then started hopping over to the sink to get the knife

“Let’s just wake her u-” the voiced stopped speaking as I felt there presence behind me

FUCK

“Luffy’s girlfriend is trying to break out using sanji’s cooking knives” a voiced laughed out

I turned around looking at a group of people that were infront of me

I nearly screamed.. screw that I did

In which the straw hat boy ran over and covered my mouth

“Mmm” I muffled out

“Hey..calm down okay” he rasped out trying to calm me down

“You just kidnap her and asked her to be calm” a female with orange hair said

I bit his hand and he retracted it groaning in pain

“Get me out of here!” I roared out in anger

“Excuse my captain madam as I can see that this isn’t how any beautiful woman as yourself should be treated” A handsome blonde spoke to me

“This isn’t how we normally welcome new crew mates” a green haired man joined in

“And who said I was apart of this crew..I don’t remember ever taking up on his invitation” I spit out

“Yes you are!” The straw hat man suddenly yelled out jumping me a bit

He seemed to noticed this and regained his composure

“Look I made promise to myself that the day I lost my virginity is the day I’ve found the person I’d want to grow a life with” the straw hat man expressed out darkly looking over at me

“B-but what about my friends and family, you can expect me to just leave them” I yelled back

“It’s a little too late for that” he said slowly coming closer to me and turning my head towards the window behind me as I saw nothing but endless waters and no island in sight

It’s too late

“But don’t you worry we’ll come back to show them our kids to meet there aunts and grandparents” he whispered into my ear softly

My eyes went wide

My lips began trembling and I felt like crying

“If I have to you know I will” he warned keeping his firm grip on my shoulder while slowly turning my head to make eye contact

Fuck what did I get myself into..

[maymeowmoo]

New episode of Smg4?!?!?!? Well I'm inna writing mood soooooo.... Imma review/analysis and share my thoughts on the new episode >:) ["SMG4:SMG3's BOMB CAFE"] If you're bored feel free to read this overly detailed analysis of a 12:01 minute video! (Actually ~10:30ish)

Analyzing time! ^w^/

Smg3 being so happy abt his lil cafe is very cute. I did not expect Smg4 to be so goddam sassy in this episode but I like that they didn't get rid of their rivalry completely since u know, after so many years it would be odd for it to just disappear even if they have recently been bonding so much u<u

Still I couldn't help but feel a bit odd? Like idk if Four just desperately wanted Three to ask him for help w the coffee or what but DANG was he super into making Smg3's life harder. At 4:49 Smg4 basically goes screw it lets make Three more miserable and invites everyone. Like let bro learn overtime we don't need a Kirby Lunch Rush but with Smg3! Also Four's expressions? Dude is being SILLY on purpose u_u He continues his nuisance charade with 6:22 ("How can you not even have the unicorn frappucino?"). Like dang bro how abt u calm ur sass down and stop provoking Three even more? He does get a clear indication of Smg3's annoyance (8:51-8:52 Smg3 says "Shut up." to Four also stopping him from making another sassy remark) yet still continues. At 9:14 (Smg4:"So you admit you can't run a shop yet?") Four gives his snarky comment and all I can think of is how he intentionally made it harder for Three to run the dang shop. [Note: Tbh even someone who owned a shop would have a hard time with Smg4's Crew lets be fr.] Just like I said at the beginning of this paragraph I am starting to really believe Four wanted to be involved with Three somehow and the only way he knew how is by forcing conflict.

Characterization wise what surprised me is how even after two instances of Three yelling for the others to stop fighting they still continue on. Idk I just feel like they would've listened tbh. They were very... hyperactive I guess? The characters do act kinda like they should but it still felt odd to me for some reason. Eggdog as always has the best characterization tho, man do I like that silly egg thing. Anywho this wasn't the only thing that felt odd continuity wise. I would've thought Smg3 learnt to make proper coffee before he started up a cafe? Especially since he literally lived in a STARBUCKS??? Like I just think he would've idk tried making coffee before opening a cafe even if he didn't make any during his time in the Internet Graveyard. I did make up two explanations for this tho! One is that the dead memes (Specifically the funny lil knuckles) made the coffee during his time in the Internet Graveyard and the other is that he was just too anxiety/adrenaline ridden to make proper coffee. At the end of the day these things aren't huge issues for me but as I said before it did make me feel odd.

Smg4 getting called out for his sass was necessary for me to like this video so imma glad it happened and he doesn't just get away with his behavior. At 9:23 the realization of his silly shenanigans finally catch up to him and that means..... THE SMG34 PART OF THE EPISODE STARTS YEEHAW! Even though Smg4's and 3's confrontation felt just the tiny bit forced to me (probably Four's fault) it was so nice to see them being softer. I also really like how Three doesn't agree to Four's proposal without making some convoluted reasoning as to why this isn't just two pals helping each other out and is actually TOTALLY just a transactional thing. It feels really in character! Oh yeah since I need to put this somewhere at 9:47 Four is like "I want to help" and like... you made it harder and now you want to help? Better now then never tbh ^w^/

Jokes -> The joke at 2:27-2:34 made me chuckle ._. and that makes me somewhat disappointed in myself (You want it? Issa urs my friend is so real). 3:00 is also a joke I liked, it felt very relatable (I struggle with basic human stuff like buttons on a coffee machine also u_u aww man). 3:28-3:32 Decent joke! 4:12 having a Gmod Three bang the coffee machine was good but the sudden Pomni/Smg4 reaction wasn't for me :v (It is good for Au art tho, I've seen the Smg4 as Pomni art hehe ;P ). 5:55-6:05 Nice joke ^v^/ (Smg3 writing '1 jar of poison for Mario' was the cherry on top tbh). 6:29-6:35 just like the joke at three minutes the whole 'operating a coffee machine being like dark magic' is still funny to me. 7:35-7:38 7:45-7:46 the music that plays when the rainbow (acid) coffee is shown is cool. 8:34-8:49 The whole Tari going coo coo joke is honestly pretty unfunny ._. I did not like it :v. 10:44-10:45 'Cleaned up everything!' is such a funny pop up to put here. Joke APPROVED!

Joke wise I think this episode is actually quite solid. The one joke I really didn't like kinda puts it down but ignoring that issa cool ig :D (6,8/10)

Closing statement -> Dude Four on roller skates working at a cafe for Three? THIS IS JUST A FANFIC AT THIS POINT... and I am all for it ;D

[Note: I have no idea why I wrote this but I felt like it sooooo... YEAH! >:3 If you have any thoughts abt this ep I'd love to hear em ;o]

[xavierkhalil]

"Financially Insecure, Okay?!"

Ain't shit worse than experiencing financial frustration. Sure, money doesn't bring happiness, but it sure does help solve problems. I think what's most annoying is the fact that I am making more money than I ever have before, but I barely get to see it last long OR save any of it. Whatever is saved usually is shelled out to pay bills. Gotta love being paid semi-monthly...

Lately, my mood has been influenced by my finances, and that is an unpeaceful feeling. Like I am only at ease when the check hits, and then immediately on edge once I have to pay bills or look at how much I will have left over, which is not a lot. It's also upsetting when you keep having to spend money that you don't have. I just am in a constant mode of anxiety. It's an irritating feeling because I did not want my life to end up like this. I've seen this too many times growing up, and now I feel like I am repeating the same cycle.

That is what is most upsetting. To feel like you're failing your inner-child. That i...I can't even finish the thought. I try to be positive, but how can I be. I have a degree and I feel like my income does not show that. My lifestyle gives the illusion, and I am sick of living in that! And I feel like jobs that incorporate where I can show my skills are far and few between. Don't even get me started on searching for a part time job! It's like I'm too qualified, they don't need the help, or my availability becomes an issue for whatever reason.

I am just tired of being broke. I am tired of feeling like I'm poor. I am tired of having to make my money stretch or patiently wait until pay day. I'm not tryna be out here ballin' but I am trying to experience some level of comfort, and I am sick of feeling like that's a luxury for rich white people or niggas with some generational wealth. I am sick of this. It sincerely breaks my heart. And, don't even get me started on the motherfuckers well-off enough, whether they had humble beginnings or not, who don't understand and barely respect your financial situation. It's when I am around these people I begin to feel even smaller.

I know my worth is not determined by how much I make. This is not what this is about. It's about feeling stuck no matter how much you achieve or whatever the income is. It's about having responsibilities and only being able to support the responsibilities and less of the dreams and aspirations that your heart desperately desires. God didn't put humans on this Earth just to pay bills, taxes and then go on to Glory. That is not the plan!! At least not for me.

Right now I am surviving. Just surviving. I am not experiencing. I barely feel like I'm thriving. I am hardly living. But survival? Oh, I am that bitch's best friend, but she is not mine. Survival mode is a constant state of anxiety and depression. It's a constant reminder that you are in an uncomfortable situation, and that no matter how much you want a break, that luxury is an unaffordable one. And, don't try to rush it, because it always seems farther than closer when I do that. I have learned to enjoy the journey, but this part here is miserable. The only silver lining I can find is that this is a temporary situation that feels like will last my whole life. I am not trying to rush anything, but in the words of Issa from Insecure...

[roanniom]

would you rather!!!!

praise kink with steve OR degrading dirty talk with eddie?

Oh nooooo this is hard!!!! I can’t choose, how could you do this to me, anon?

Ok I’m going with my mood today. And today I want Eddie Munson to find me while I’m doing chores around the house. Want him to push me up against the washing machine, pelvis crushed to my ass, one hand wrapping lightly around my throat while his other hand holds onto my hip.

“Look at you prancing around here like an innocent little housewife. But only I know that you’re really just a little whore in disguise.”

You gasp and nod as enthusiastically as you can within his grasp. He grinds his ready erection against your ass for emphasis.

“Parading this ass around like you wanna get fucked. No need to be subtle, baby. You want me to fuck you on the washing machine like the sweet little whore you are? All you gotta do is ask.”

~*~

✨ Issa’s Vague Follower Milestone Celebration ✨

[raccoonskoodilypoopdungeon]

My Duel Academy Life is Wrong as I Expected Chapter 4 - Our Differences Caused Dissonance Forcing Me to Learn True Irritation

Fandom: My Teen Romantic Comedy SNAFU, Yu-Gi-Oh!

Series Summary: Having zero passion for Dueling or even Duel Monsters, Hachiman Hikigaya is the last person you would expect to even attempt to enter the most elite high school for upcoming Pro-Duelists and Card Designers in Japan and yet here he is. Wielding an Ojama Deck, this loser loner is forced to butt into the lives of other students after his dorm Resident Advisor, Professor Hiratsuka Shizuka, forces him to join the Service Club along with Yukino Yukinoshita, the Ice Queen of Obelisk Blue. Together, their clashing personalities and viewpoints must compromise as they attempt to solve problems around Duel Academy Island.

Chapter Summary: After interrupting their Duel, the Slifer Red Dorm Resident Advisor, Shizuku Hiratsuka, forces Hachiman Hikigaya and Yukinoshita Yukino to form the Service Club. Here, they must solve the problems students across Duel Academy Island bring. But two people trapped in a classroom everyday? How will they navigate this romantic comedy situation?

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Excerpt:

Looking at the most beautiful girl in Duel Academy sitting by the windowsill and reading a book, you quickly realised the romantic comedy set up you were in. However, instead of making your heart race all it did was make your stomach gurgle.

You were already quite accustomed to scenarios that would make an ordinary individual fall head over heels with a person. To the point, in fact, that you already knew the obvious romantic comedy traps. 

Case in point: the romantic comedy scenario you had found myself in. The setting sun bathed the room in a warm, orange hue as the open window let in a warm spring breeze that contained cherry petals. For all intents and purposes this was the exact same situation you found yourself in when confessing to Orimoto. In the end she told you she wanted to start as friends and, from then until the Duel Academy Senior High School Practical Admission Test, you two hadn't spoken even a single word.

“Under the cherry blossoms / strangers are not / really strangers” is a haiku written by Issa Kobayashi. To you, a youth with no experience, it was a symbol of hope that the mood set would bridge the gap between you two. However, you realise, as you gained experience, Issa Kobayashi, being a Busshist priest, must have meant the erasure of desire. In this sense, strangers are not really strangers because they have forgone the need to bridge the gap. After all, a stranger is only a state of being when you care about, when you have the desire to, form such a connection. Thus, Q.E.D., ergo, in summary, people are only interested when the other person is undeniably attractive and when there’s an advantage to be had.

Undoubtedly, the best course of action when presented with such a situation is to be hated. In this way, one has no desire and since desire is the root of all suffering, there would be no suffering. 

[comphy-and-cozy]

Please tell me you saw your man in those special Detroit Tigers entrance jerseys tonight off the wings IG? As soon as I saw I thought of you immediately!

Issa mood 🫶🏻🤍

oh you know I did! and I know my white sox loving man hated it but I can’t deny that he looks good with “detroit” plastered across his chest 😏🤤

[morningdawnknight]

My Duel Academy Life is Wrong as I Expected Chapter 4 - Our Differences Caused Dissonance Forcing Me to Learn True Irritation

Fandom: My Teen Romantic Comedy SNAFU, Yu-Gi-Oh!

Series Summary: Having zero passion for Dueling or even Duel Monsters, Hachiman Hikigaya is the last person you would expect to even attempt to enter the most elite high school for upcoming Pro-Duelists and Card Designers in Japan and yet here he is. Wielding an Ojama Deck, this loser loner is forced to butt into the lives of other students after his dorm Resident Advisor, Professor Hiratsuka Shizuka, forces him to join the Service Club along with Yukino Yukinoshita, the Ice Queen of Obelisk Blue. Together, their clashing personalities and viewpoints must compromise as they attempt to solve problems around Duel Academy Island.

Chapter Summary: After interrupting their Duel, the Slifer Red Dorm Resident Advisor, Shizuku Hiratsuka, forces Hachiman Hikigaya and Yukinoshita Yukino to form the Service Club. Here, they must solve the problems students across Duel Academy Island bring. But two people trapped in a classroom everyday? How will they navigate this romantic comedy situation?

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Excerpt:

Looking at the most beautiful girl in Duel Academy sitting by the windowsill and reading a book, you quickly realised the romantic comedy set up you were in. However, instead of making your heart race all it did was make your stomach gurgle.

You were already quite accustomed to scenarios that would make an ordinary individual fall head over heels with a person. To the point, in fact, that you already knew the obvious romantic comedy traps. 

Case in point: the romantic comedy scenario you had found myself in. The setting sun bathed the room in a warm, orange hue as the open window let in a warm spring breeze that contained cherry petals. For all intents and purposes this was the exact same situation you found yourself in when confessing to Orimoto. In the end she told you she wanted to start as friends and, from then until the Duel Academy Senior High School Practical Admission Test, you two hadn’t spoken even a single word.

“Under the cherry blossoms / strangers are not / really strangers” is a haiku written by Issa Kobayashi. To you, a youth with no experience, it was a symbol of hope that the mood set would bridge the gap between you two. However, you realise, as you gained experience, Issa Kobayashi, being a Busshist priest, must have meant the erasure of desire. In this sense, strangers are not really strangers because they have forgone the need to bridge the gap. After all, a stranger is only a state of being when you care about, when you have the desire to, form such a connection. Thus, Q.E.D., ergo, in summary, people are only interested when the other person is undeniably attractive and when there’s an advantage to be had.

Undoubtedly, the best course of action when presented with such a situation is to be hated. In this way, one has no desire and since desire is the root of all suffering, there would be no suffering. 

[georgiapeach30513]

Jenny I have to confess😫

You know when you post something new I get sooo excited I’m like yaayyyy 😆 let’s go one more masterpiece fir me to read. And it always so intriguing. You write tte most wonderful stuff, simply chefs kiss.

But then I’m like oh nooo😫 She’s going to get so focused on the new piece, and get so excited and have so many inspiration for this one that she’ll forget or put to the back burner the old fics😭

All in all it’s exciting and nerve wracking. Issa love hate relationship. Cause in tte end I get so focused and eat up whatever you give to us.

Please don’t take this in the wrong way

Luv you xx

I don’t take it the wrong way at all! Unfortunately my brain does get easily distracted, thanks ADHD, but I do try to hone it in. I also get excited by replies, and reblogs. It lets me know what people want to see more of, so I tend to stray towards that story. I do write for me, but when I see others’ guesses as to what’s to come it gets me in the mood to write.

This month has been very slow for two reasons. One is behind the scenes I am really prewriting for next month. There’s Kinktober, Down on Your Knees, and writing for one (possibly three) more characters. And number two is there’s a lot of stuff going on in the fandom, and it doesn’t really ignite inspiration.

I am glad you’re loving my fics. If you don’t want to reply or reblog, anonymous asks are okay, too. It lets me know what you’re mostly excited about. Your excitement makes me excited. Or if you have a question about a certain fic, that also ignites creativity.

Love you, too 😘

[heavyhitterheaux]

“I’ve been carrying it around for two weeks trying to think of a creative way to ask you to be my valentine and I still haven’t come up with anything. Soooooo, Y/N, will you be my valentine?”Awwww 🥹 baby Jack rlly has a special place in my heart

Just then you heard commotion behind you and turned around to see Urban, Quiiso, Shloob, and Ace with Urban holding his phone up to record Jack asking you. Broo js has no respect for privacy 😭

“Baby, why do you keep looking at me like you want to kill me?” Jack asked while making sure he was across the room just in case you wanted to throw something. Cause maybe she do🙄

“JACKMAN, I AM CARRYING THREE OF YOUR CHILDREN SO EXCUSE ME IF I GET A LITTLE EMOTIONAL!” Why tf did I forget she was prego 😭

“Oh wow, this is such a surprise! This is just so unexpected and I… I just don’t know what to say!” You said while getting a startled look on your face. Somebody come get this girl an Emmy. CAUSE BBYYYY this performance & switch of emotion is js gold 😭 🤗

“Oh did I say Clay? I meant Dua.” AHHHHH 💀 She wanted to be asked just to say no…..mood 🫡

“Just playing with you, baby. Of course I’ll be your valentine. Forever and ever and ever.” You said while leaning up to kiss him and he eagerly kissed you back. Ohh wowwww I was played 😔

Jack slid you off of his lap and went into the kitchen as you continued to eat your chocolate that Dua not Clay bought for you, but Jack didn’t need to know thatOKAY SEE I knew Dua was gonna do something, it would be off brand of her if she didn’t 😭

“Babe, not again. You have always cried easily, but now that you’re pregnant, it’s even worse. You cried because I put on your pink fluffy socks as you were telling me thank you last night.”AND WHATS WRONG WIT THAT?!?! She’s js expressing her thankfulness for you

and SPOILED(mAND WHOS FAULT IS THAT?!? All u do is spoil her, so what do you expect 🤷🏽‍♀️

quiiso: jack been going all out for valentine's day every single year. every time I think he can't top the year before he does As he should 🤭😌

yungskylark: can we collectively all say to count us in lol Yes & count me in as well 😘

y/ninsta: danivalentine again?! 2forwoyne DON'T TOUCH THE PIE OR THE WHIPPED CREAM THAT GOES WITH IT Ohh I didn’t know yo name was Pie now 🙃

DO NOT READ PAST THIS POINT IF YOU ARE NOT 18+ AHHHH LET THE NASTY SHIT BEGIN 🤭😏….

Baby Jack is the absolute cutest and I melt every time I write him lol

PG and privacy? Yeah issa no. Been there since the beginning of that relationship and they aren't going anywhere lmao

She is so incredibly spoiled that it's not even funny. People get on Jack and think it's primarily his fault (it is) but you have to look at evveryone around her too lmao

Her crying gets worse as the pregnancy goes on lmao

They all spoil her to a certain extent and have done it ever since she was younger

Quiiso always getting her milkshakes

Dani is her big sister so she gets her literally anything she wants

Don't get me started on Urban

But Jack is definitely the worst one out of everybody lmao

In one of the au's it's mentioned how she's even spoiled by Neelam

She has everyone wrapped around her finger lmaoooo

And you know Dua is always going to have to make an appearance or she's mentioned lmao

And we all know what that whipped cream was going to be used for 😏😏😏😏😏

[okinawanoumi]

A story of mom and I (1)

My mother is always in a bad mood in the morning. She's not angry, she's lifeless.

Her eyes are blank and she hangs her head down.  She doesn't respond when I talk to her.

Unlike us, who live in the present from the past, she has to face a completely new version of herself every morning.

Where am I?

Who is the person giving me instructions?

what should I do?

At the breakfast table, she feels depressed.

There was no reaction to the tea I offered.

I bake pancakes for breakfast as usual. Today I put some sweet potatoes in them. I prinkled honey on the finished pancake and place it in front of her.

Mother raises her head and looks relieved.

This is always a delicious thing to eat.

Pancakes bring her back to the real world.

She picks up a fork and starts eating silently.

And little by little, her day begins.

"Where am I ?"

At the dining table after breakfast, my mother felt anxious for a moment.

She looked and saw the writing in front of her.

"The tadpoles are playing hide-and-seek behind the water plants, where the water in the stream is sparkling."

She saw a sparkling stream in front of her.

Her anxiety went away.

She continued reading aloud.

“Today, March 3rd, is the Doll’s Festival.

Odairi-sama and Hina-sama at the entrance...

My mother was immersed in the world unfolding before her eyes.

``Reading practice book for dementia B'' is her tranquilizer.

When her heart was about to break, she always followed her writing.

There were only two poems that she hummed when I was a child.

``Over the mountains, far to travel, people say, Happiness dwells.... Karl Busse

“How many mountains and rivers I need to cross before I get to a land where loneliness prevails..” Bokusui  Wakayama

As a child, I couldn't miss her melancholic profile when she was humming the poems.

The letters in front of her continued.

"The sound of water jumping into an old pond" Matsuo Basho

“Come and play with me, orphaned sparrow” Issa Kobayashi

As she read her favorite ``Issa'' by ``Kobayashi Issa'' with all her might, she heard a voice and looked up to see a woman standing there with an angry face.

I was urging her to drink a cup of tea while I was playing with my computer on the low table in front of the sofa. The amount of tea I served at breakfast hasn't decreased at all since two hours ago. My mother is so engrossed in reading aloud that she doesn't seem to notice the tea. After a doctor told me that humans need 1,000 liters of water a day, it became my mission and obsession to get her to drink water.

"Drink it."

"Yes, yes"

"Drink that."

“Oh, is it OK if I drink this?”

・ ・・・・・・・・・・

"Drink your tea, please."

"Thank you very much"

We've been repeating this exchange for more than ten minutes. She has never touched the cup though she replied Yes with a smile. She knows what she is doing. 

There was a popping sound in my head, and the next moment I yelled at her.

"I told you to drink, so why aren't you drinking?"

As soon as she stood up, she ran into the Japanese-style room across the hallway.

As I sat in my dining chair, my eyes wandered over the table. A cup of tea that my mother didn't drink, a reading practice book, a cell phone, nail clippers, ear picks, four pens, nail polish that I used a few days ago, and direct mail and real estate advertisements that I took out of the mailbox in the morning. They were scattered on the table. When I looked into the sink, I saw the plates, cups, and frying pans I used for breakfast. I erased those things from my mind, got up, and went out into the garden.

It was three days ago when I was finally able to plant the petunia seedlings that I bought three weeks ago.

Living with my mother makes it impossible for me to do even something as simple as ``plant flowers.'' The seedlings were covered with white roots. When I looked at the house next door, I saw colorful summer flowers already decorating the area around the gate.

When I entered the house and looked into the Japanese-style room next to the entrance, I saw my mother rolling up toilet paper.

In a Japanese-style room, the rental bed under nursing care insurance was on the east side, and on the other side was a piano that had never been opened since we moved in. On top of it sat a few dusty stuffed animals and a big-eyed doll wearing a black velvet dress made by my mother. There is a table and a chair in front of the piano. That was her workshop.

The toilet paper was rolled up in her hands.

Toilet paper of the same length and rolled up like a scroll was being produced more and more in the same size, same length, and same shape. Each finished product was packed in a box, resembling the gift rolls you often see at department stores. Several rolls were made, and the finished rolls were disassembled and rolled again from scratch, so they were repeatedly placed in and out of the box.

When I glanced at rolls and asked her if she was busy, mother looked up with a grin on her face.

"I have pudding, shall we go eat it?"

The pudding happened to be 20% off at the supermarket yesterday. There's a little whipped cream on top. Although she was unwilling to drink tea, she had finished the pudding in no time.

"Would you like to have some tea?"

When I handed her the cup, she glanced inside while she held it. Then she sipped some. The pudding was sweet, so I guess she needed some tea.

As much as the amount of tea has decreased, my heart felt lighter.

[alzaeemadel]

My Friday Dua

‏Oh Allah grant me the wisdom to separate between false and truth, fact and opinion

Oh Allah do not make my love of

you based on my mood, age, status, health but make it strong and eternal regardless.

‏Oh Allah grant me wisdom to know when to speak even if in doubt of my accuracy and when to be silent even if certain I am right

‏Oh Allah grant me the wisdom to distinguish between a social tradition that I should respect and another I must strive to change

improve.

‏Oh Allah protect me from praises that could spoil and corrupt and forgive what praisers don t know

‏Oh Allah I ask you not to weaken my memory when I grow old, lest I forget all the amazing things you taught me

‏Oh Allah I live in an age where the focus is on the individual, and I belong to a heritage that focused on the community

‏Oh Allah grant me the wisdom to balance between the two

‏Oh Allah make me not judge others for you are the judge of people

Oh Allah immerse me in the river of your wisdom

‏Oh Allah grant me the ability to read fast yet reflect, and know the details yet comprehend the bigger

picture.

‏Oh Allah grant me the ability to

simplify the complex, comprehend the difficult.

Oh Allah help me inspire people, motivate the young, and forget pains and agonies.

‏Oh Allah strengthen my memory to memorise, my mind to understand, my heart to love you, my body to

worship you, my will to improve,

and my action to please you.

‏Oh Allah give me the ability to live

my time but be ahead of it, adapt to my society but reform it, cherish my past history but learning from its mistakes.

‏Oh Allah give me the wisdom to know when to accept and when to reject, when to forgive and when to punish, when to give and when to deny, when to speak and when to

be silent.

‏Oh Allah grant me Knowledge, understanding, creativity, experience, skills, intelligence, intuition, inspiration, sincerity

modesty, and wisdom.

‏Oh Allah grant me the remorse of

Adam, the certainty of Ibrahim, the forgiveness of Yusuf, the patience of Ayub, the remembrance of Yunis, the tenderness of Issa and the comprehensiveness of Muhammad, Peace be upon them all.

Ameen.

‏Hesham Al-Awadi, author of Muhammad ‎ﷺ: How He Can Make You Extraordinary

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Muhammad-How-Can-Make-Extraordinary/dp/1535195975

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[prideandperdition]

I could really go for some hardcore hand holding while sharing a blanket and watching dumb movies now

[roanniom]

Hi Issa, this is my first time actually interacting with your page (except like posts) and I just wanted to say I love your work. I started off reading your Adam Sackler smut because it was soooooooo good. I love your Steve Harrington smut too. I was wondering if you'd ever write for Adam Driver characters again? Either way I love your writing and you inspired me to write my own.

Hiiiii! Oh my gosh, thank you so much for saying that about my Adam Sackler smut! He was definitely one of my favorite Adam Driver characters to write for. I’m not really sure if I’ll write Adam characters again. I just haven’t been in the mood tbh and in order to write I have to reeeeally be head over heels obsessed. But never say never!! I could totally see going back to him if the inspiration hit.

And thank you for reading my Steve Harrington stuff. Gosh I just love him so much. I write disproportionately for Eddie but I want to write more Steve stuff for sure. And I’m definitely going to check out your stuff, I’m so excited and flattered to hear I inspired you to write too. Isn’t it so fun?

Thank you for interacting, it’s lovely to chat! My inbox is always open!!