#ok bye im gonna do my homework

[xxplastic-cubexx]

obligatory beach divorce doodling

bonus rough cover redraw of x-men #41 (1995) But Beach Divorce below cut

[rockore]

Hi tlm fandom shoutout to oomf for getting me into this fandom(you know who you are/pos()

[love-3-crimes]

i would say to not expect any art from me for the next 3 weeks bc of finals but i know damn well that im gonna procrastinate at some point and draw something when im not supposed to

[xixovart]

lost trio headcanons because theyre my mini fixation for the day

for starters i’d like to remind you that the first time jason felt like a person and not a soldier was when he was with leo and piper

ok now actual headcsnons

jason’s hair grew out after a bit and ended up covering the scar (“undercut”) he has on the side of his head from that one bullet. leo likes to surprise people by putting jason’s hair up bc its funny to see their reactions

l: “and look—secret undercut!!”

j: “it’s not an undercut leo, it’s a scar”

p: “the bullet didn’t even touch your skin drama queen”

j: “might’ve. my head could’ve exploded and—“

[groaning and arguing and leo laughing]

—canon convo guys rick told me

leo knows a lot of car games which is very beneficial for long days on the argo ii

piper always has a lollipop in her mouth and no one knows where they come from

leo comes up with the oddest nicknames and piper and jason are just. so used to it? jason could be talking to like reyna or smth and leo will come up to him and say

l: “oh hey jason gracer razor blazer”

j: “hi leo”

r: “what the fuck”

leo is really bad at picking up social clues so jason does it for him

the wildnerness school had a really early curfew that piper and leo blatantly ignored

they would stay out and wander the halls and hide in classrooms whenever a teacher was nearby

leo was poor and homeless, jason was raised with no regards to currency, spending, or finances, and piper is a nepo baby. the ultimate trio dynamic. arguing for hours about whether $50 is a lot or not (it is.)

leo shares food as a love language

jason loves video games, surprisingly enough (mario kart. MARIO KART.)

piper is constantly taking leo’s and jason’s stuff. hair ties, jewelry, mostly clothes, also mostly food, leo’s homework,

the trio has a movie marathon every friday night. there’s blanket forts, gummy worms, matching pjs, and fairy lights involved. they borrow rachel’s cave, since cabin 1 is too depressing and the aphrodite and hephaestus cabins are way too packed (sometimes rachel hangs around for a bit :D)

picture me this. it’s winter, the lake is frozen over. they somehow find ice skates. utter chaos. leo fancies himself a figure skater, jason is on all fours because he keeps falling, and piper actually did figure skating as a kid

GUYS GUYS THE TRIO GOING ON A QUEST AND HAVING TO HIJACK AN UPPER-CLASS PARTY/GATHERING IM LOSING MY SHIT IMAGINE THE POSSIBILITIES

im gonna have to draw this but like

piper giving them very strict instructions on what to do and what not to do (they end up forgetting half of it)

yk that one quote from new girl?

“where are you piper?? this place is fancy and i don’t know which fork to kms with”

that’s leo

jason just hanging around quietly and not engaging in conversation and keeping everyone under close radar like the little fucking wolf he is

everyone ends up thinking he’s a bodyguard

the trio just goes along with it

YH THATS IT I HAVE MORE I THINK BUT THIS IS GETTING WAY TOO LONG SOOO BYE LOSERS GOODNIGHT AND DONR FORGET RO SLEEP EAT AND DRINK WATER (you hear that, @kindred-spirit-93? water. not pink milk. water./j)

[rinaforpages]

how (not) to survive academic invalidation

park gunwook x reader

hahahha...

using the american hs system bcs wow! im american... (i half wrote this at the end of last school yr so)

warnings: swearing, self-deprecation (obv), yn hits themself, angst with a bit of fluff at the end, reader is actually smart but surrounds themself with geniuses.

2.6k words

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# 1 dont compare yourself

"junior year kicks everyones ass." you wanted to kick whoever said that ass. not only was the school work kicking your ass, your friends and classmates seemed to be doing just fine.

they were working on ap chemistry minus laura and gunwook who were working on ap environmental science, and you, who took neither of those classes, felt extremely out of place, doing your ap us history homework.

"whats species richness again?" laura asked gunwook, who quickly answered her question. you looked up, planning to ask the soon-to-be early graduate a question, only to see him helping sarah with a chemistry problem.

you weren't like them and you despised that. your friends were top of the class, an average of a 4.4 gpa, an early graduate (and first in the 2024 class overall) and there you sat with your measly 3.75. they were in 3-4 ap classes, and you sat there, struggling through your 2. (in your defense, ap lang and apush are the two hardest aps juniors could take).

you didnt excel in any way shape or form. they had just about an a in every class (minus ryan in french, who had a b), and a b was your most common grade.

a good 10 minutes later you had finished struggling through apush, you moved on to mandarin. you were the only one who took mandarin, everyone else opting for french. the characters jumbled your brain as your friends spoke in french, seemingly coming easy to them.

you heard footsteps walk by, and ricky laid a hand on your shoulder, looking over. "thats wrong." he said simply. the french kids careened their necks to look at you. he grabbed your pencil and wrote the right character, then walked away. you hummed as you circled the characters you didnt know, opting to ask zhang hao over bothering ricky again.

"you ok over there?" gunwook asked. you scowled.

"i dont understand why there are so many idioms! im losing my goddamn mind." parker laughed, mumbling that you chose the language. you couldnt (or didnt want to) voice your doubts as you thought you could.

as they focused their attention on their homework again, you waved over zhang hao, who hanbin had asked to help cut fruits for you and your friends. he set down a plate in front of you, then sat down.

"what does 开夜车 mean zhang hao please im gonna kill myself." he laughed as hanbin looked up, extremely concerned.

"you know 熬夜, right?" you nodded "so its kind of like that but youre doing work. it literally means burn the midnight oil" you thanked him as he patted your head, pulling the plate of fruit away from your friends and toward you, gunwook making a sound of discontent.

you sighed, packing up your bag at a text from your oldest brother. he was home from his masters program in germany, apparently, and was now waiting outside the dorm. you loved your older brothers, you really did, but they were so much smarter than you ever will be. the oldest graduated magna cum laude from mit, now achieving an accelerated masters for mechanical engineering, and the younger was attending harvard for premed, both completely full ride.

your friends, finally re-noticing you, looked up. "where are you going?" gunwook asked, shushing yujin.

"brothers here," you mumbled, not wanting to wreck your self-esteem any more than you had. sarah pouted, but nodded, whipping out her phone. gunwook opened his mouth, but then quickly closed it. "bye hao, thanks for the help. bye, hanbin and jiwoong!" the three oldest members waved back, hanbin hugging you as you walked by. when you got in your fathers' car that your brother was driving, you spilled your guts.

# 2 dont fall behind

at some point, your motivation fell through. all you wanted to do was lie down and stare at the ceiling all day. sadly though, education laws (and school rules) prevailed.

as you trudged up the stairs from last lunch to pre-calculus, you cursed the architects of the three-floor building and whoever required you to go to school.

two of your friends—laura and ryan—had junior priv, which meant they left early. sarah and coral (who had missed the study session) were in ap chem, and gunwook left for a shoot. without your friends to motivate you to work harder, you felt there was nothing left for you to do.

you had fallen asleep in mandarin earlier that day, so why were you still exhausted?

quick answer: you had stayed up late finishing your apush bonus points.

actual answer: you had no motivation to do anything.

you were falling behind on homework: what used to be doing homework as soon as you got home turned into doing it right before class. a teacher had approached your freshman-year english teacher about it, the one teacher who you could talk easily to. yujin was standing right there; they mustve not have realized you two knew each other.

ricky and zhang hao had invited you over for a cdrama binge session. (ricky said "itll help you" in his texts.) but yujin quickly pulled you aside.

"youre falling behind?" he asked, pointedly. you sighed, nodded, opening your mouth to reply as gunwook walked by, asking what you were doing.

"nothin! ricky and hao invited me over." the words rushed out, and they were so not convincing, but gunwook shrugged and moved to sit down beside ricky and gyuvin. you hushed yujin and walked over and sat down beside hao. gunwook stared at you.

"come here." he motioned, shoving ricky off the couch. you hesitated as you made eye contact ricky, but eventually, there were only so many thumps against the couch you could take. "see? more comfortable over here" you hit him, and he let out a yelp.

"do you have much homework, yn?" taerae asked, setting down a bowl of popcorn.

"only a couple of classes," you replied, shoving a kernel in your mouth.

matthew laughed, "the usual suspects, im guessing?" you nodded. gunwook threw a (toned) arm around you as the two chinese members debated the drama.

"how much have you done? its sunday." gunwook asked, lightly, rubbing circles on your arm with his thumb.

"i can do it all tonight and tomorrow." you sighed, the sentence reminding you of where you are in school. gunwook hummed.

"make sure you get sleep, though. you need sleep, its not healthy if you dont." fuck. you were in deep shit in two ways. you were falling deeper into your rut, and you were falling deeper in love with your childhood best friend.

# 3 dont be too hard on yourself

...was easier said than done. your mind cursed you every time you got a bad grade. you wondered what was the point: you werent good enough to get into the likes of yale, or any of your colleges for that matter.

you had long since fallen off the ladder. it had injured you your 8th-grade year, and every attempt to climb back to where you were or any pushing from a 3rd party proved futile, as you only slipped and fell back down again.

the sat was fast approaching, and every practice test you did was never where you wanted them to be. every stupid math problem you got wrong brought a punch to your head. you had called gunwook, only realizing when he didnt pick up that he was in a shoot. panicked, you hung up before the voicemail. when he called you back (10 times with his members also calling you), you opted to ignore it. it was getting late, anyhow, and you had to go in early for apush in the morning.

apush lab made you want to kill yourself. sarah sat next to you, but everything always seemed to favor her. the quizzes, the teacher. it was unfair, really. american history was supposed to be your thing. so why were you struggling? after lab, sarah asked you what was wrong. "gunwook had called us in a panic because you didn't pick up." you shook your head, lying through your teeth.

"i had a question, but then passed the fuck out like 5 minutes later." sarah laughed and nodded, saying she was glad you got proper sleep, mumbling something about the aforementioned friend. when you asked, she waved you off, the man himself standing outside your classroom. he swung an arm around you as sarah walked in the opposite direction to her next class. he asked you the same thing. you lied to him too, but he looked less convinced. he didnt press you further, though, as you two began to walk down the stairs to your creative writing workshop—a senior elective you had begged your guidance counselor to take. gunwook took it to fill spots in his schedule.

the teacher loved him. as did everyone. you wondered if you could ever experience that. your oldest friend was everything you weren't and it was a point of contention inside your mind. you cursed yourself that you were nothing like him. gunwook nudged you in the middle of class when you were given an opportunity to work, asking what was wrong.

"i know thats not why you called me and then didn't pick up. you're also in your head right now." he pointed out, softly. you hummed, scribbling down something in your notebook.

"i just... i had a question but it was stupid. i figured it out." he looked at you pointedly, a look that told you to tell him the truth. "seriously! im ok!" he nodded, grabbing your hand for a squeeze.

# 4 do your best

you were nervous. ok nervous was an understatement. you rocked from heel to toe as you awaited the announcement that the doors were open. your friends chattered nervously around you. for them, this was the first time they were taking the sat. this was your second. you had gotten a 1340 on your first try—nowhere near where you wanted it to be. your brothers had gotten 1600 and 1590, respectively.

you were on call with all your friends the night before, gunwook coaching you guys through certain questions. he had texted you, (only you, but you didnt know that) wishing you luck. ricky and zhang hao had wished you luck as well.

everything seemed like bricks in your bag. it was only a couple of things—a computer, for the digital sat, a pencil, a calculator, a water bottle, and a banana. but it felt like you had hundreds of textbooks in your bag for no reason at all.

the doors swung open, and you rushed up to your assigned room. the setup was a blur, and the reading section seemed to be so too. during the break, your friends voiced similar opinions. then, during math, you began to struggle. somewhere along the way, though, gunwook popped into your head. you dont know if it was   because you wanted to make him proud, or you didnt want to disappoint your oldest friend and crush, but it worked. you powered through module 1 and 2, module 2 being the toughest one by far.

when the results came back two weeks later, you waited with baited breath as your friends skipped class with you to check all of your scores. gunwook held your hand as you refreshed the page.

"i dont want to look." you said, hiding your face in his chest.

"ill look for you." he mumbled into your hair, scrolling down. you felt him smile into the crown of your head, "i knew you could do it, sweetheart." you looked, and a big glaring 1590 stared back at you.

"wook!! holy shit a 1590!!" you wrapped your arms around him, squeezing him tight.

# 5 talk about it

you sat with your friends and the members as you awaited gunwook's family's arrival. gunwook smiled from his seat on the gymnasium floor, holding up his phone. almost on instinct, you all checked your own.

wook🩵: this'll be you guys next year. ill be up there watching you all.

sarah burst in to tears. laura full on sobbed, and ryan and carols eyes were brimming with tears. as you read the text again and again, you got a separate text.

wook🩵: i'm proud of you y'know? i saw you struggling a bit at the end there but you made it through. i love you, yn. im glad to call you my friend.

i love you i love you i-

"hey yn sweetheart!" gunwooks mom sat next to you. his brother waved, and his father gave you a curt nod.

"hi. you guys must be excited." his mom laughed, nodding, then shoving your shoulder.

"im more excited about something else." you opened your mouth to ask her what, but the ceremony started

giving gunwook his graduation flowers made him blush. he shook his head. "do you not like them, wook? i thought theyre your favorites." he shook his head again, dropping the flowers into his mom's hands, grabbing your face.

"you are clueless, yknow that? i gave you so many hints. everyone knows." when you asked him what he meant, "yn, you didnt think id notice you putting yourself down? you know i cant fucking stand that. sorry mom. it kills me that the love if my life doesnt realize how fucking amazing they are, and it kills me that they dont realize that im in love with them." at this point, you dont know what you were doing. because gunwook was confessing to you that he both likes you and that he knows about your self-deprication. so now, surrounded by friends and seniors, gunwooks family and members, you kissed him.

it wasnt like anything you had imagined. your first kiss, you mean. peering seniors were waved off by shouts from matthew and gunwooks brother—both burly enough that even the biggest varsity football players would shrink away.

gunwook smiled on your lips as your friends cheered amongst themselves. you heard a loud "闭嘴!" from zhang hao to what you presume was ricky chatting with the senior mandarin class. when you broke off, gasping for air, gunwook tore off his graduation gown, pushing it onto his poor unsuspecting leader. he grabbed your arm, and the two of you sprinted as fast as you could.

out the gymnasium doors, out back by the cafeteria, through the back-woods path. he stopped when he was sure no one would follow him.

"so whats going on? with the whole." he gestured to your head. you knew what he meant, so you nodded. you told him everything, how you compared yourself to everyone, especially your friends and brothers, you were falling behind, your motivation was close to 0, and you never really believed that you could do it. he was quiet for a while. you knew he was trying to find the right words.

you wanted to cry, or throw up, probably both. it felt like the trees and the birds and your boyfriend? were judging you. but gunwook just apologized, for not noticing sooner, for not knowing how to help. you shook your head, tears threatening to fall, but he shook his too.

"no, no, im your best friend, yn, i need to be here for you. im serious, you have people to rely on, you dont have to shoulder this all by yourself." the tears threatening to fall were not a threat anymore, and the dam broke. gunwook grabbed the back of your head, pulling you into a hug.

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mandarin guide:

开夜车: kai ye che, lit. burn the midnight oil

熬夜: ao ye, stay up late

闭嘴: bi zui, shut up/close your mouth

[nicegaai]

ahhhghgh im so nuts for my own au i have a collection of post-canon oneshots for the universe all planned out,. why do i keep writing these !!! i forget ab them until they resurface from my big misc thr document. i dont know what im gonna do w them like am i gonna ever publish these in any form... i dont knowww!!! but i love daydreaming them up

my favie-est that im confident will never be worked into the main storyline and therefore i have no guilt ab spoilers: emil expresses he wishes there was more romance in their relationship bcz he hasnt really experienced a proper romance, and sigurd decides to take him out on a Really Nice Date Night. emil doesnt catch on immediately bc its ooc of his brother obvi, and acts like a brat about the restaurant choice (hed rather go out for greasy fries or sm and this secrecy ab the location is suspicious, hes like ur fucking with me i dont trust like that) until sig calls emil his date to the waiter and that CHANGES EVERYTHINGGG >///<!!!!!!!! and then they go see a movie all romantic like, make out in the theater a little bit, and go back to their shared apartment. and they open the door yknow arms around each other and building up to Something and mathias in the other room is like YOOOO AHAHHA HEYYY GUYS.. my moms here!!!!!! come say hi!!!!! and theyre like. ah. shifting into platonic mode. hiiiiiiiiii we went to see umm a cool action movie with explosions in it. as brothers. and then emil is like Well i need to go do homework . nice to see you auntie love you well buye. bye now. goodnight. and sigu holds back on following him upstairs until auntie is gone bc he is responsible. and their walls are thin :[ and because she brought home cooked food which is really good

this oneshot probably doesnt end in sex because i think its funny as it is, but thats as far as i wrote so idk it could still end in an E rating. im just obsessed w making these two date while kind of acting like brothers. its about the. the dynamic................

i think about these three in their shared apartment an unspecified time in the future, and sufin living nearby and engaged with a dog and a backyard., SOOO much. and everything is ok between them. thats all i want. my vision .......... (the original vision was the five of them in a house together but ber in my brain decided to propose to timo and do their own thing and i love that for them)

my other favorite one is The One Where emil does a DNA test as a (college) class project and unearths some tea. that one is 3 dense pages of dialogue and is in bad shape bc i kept changing details lol

ughhhh. itll be nice when i get the story written. i need to go insane ab it again. i need to hammer out the next chapter in one sitting on 3 cups of coffee

[thebestofoneshots]

OMG I WAS THERE!!!! I ALMOST DIDNT NOTICE IT WAS ME! I HAD TO REREAD IT LIKE 3 TIMES BRFORE I REALIZED COMET WAS ME!!!!

OMG SHES AMAZING I LOVE HER!!! YOU WRITE ME SO WELL FOR BARELY KNOWING ME TOO??? LIKE IT CAUGHT ME OFF GUARD WITH THE WAY SHE WAS TALKING!

or we’ll the way i was talking! it’s so weird to see ME in the book like omg it’s not reader it’s ME!! i love how i’m in the book club btw!!! and the comment on not all slytherin a being pricks like poor girl gotta defend herself from the assholes already!

ALSO ME AND READER LIKING EACH OTHER??? we would definitely be besties! like barty is being a prick? say less babes i’ll sneak into his dorm tonight and cut up his robes and burn his homework for you! oh Evan did what in the astronomy tower?!?? don’t worry i’ve got some hexes i’ve been meaning to try! like i’ll gladly be her slytherin body guard for when she can’t defend herself!

and me enjoying the “sexy scenes” is so real! although i am more of an angst enjoyer i do like some smut here and there. and the way the whole alice hitting my arm and me going what??? actually has happened before with my friends on multiple occasions 😭

me adding in that whole “well i haven’t done it with a werewolf but i highly doubt it” so casually is something i would definitely do like sadly remus is taken by reader but i could always find out a different way 🫡

AND IM COMING TO THE PARTY?!?!? DOES THAT MEAN IM GONNA SHOW UP IN MORE CHAPTERS?!?!! (totally ok if i don’t but omg if i am??? i would literally sob like it’s so cool!!!)

back onto me going to the party. i’m going with minho??? are we friends???? like do we hang out??? now i need to know our relationship like how did we meet? what’s our relationship like? do we hang out regularly? and so many more?!???

ok this is so long and i’m so sorry but i’m just so excited that i was actually in the book!!! even if it was for a short while it was so cool!!!

ok love you bye!!!

Of course it was you darling!! I’m so happy I nailed your personality for the most of it, and that you liked it?!?! (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ

Of course reader and Comet would be besties, might take you on that offer to burn the boys homework one day ૮꒰ྀི⸝���> . <⸝⸝꒱ྀིა

And duh~ you’re coming to the party, of course you are, your my babe, I love you too darling!! And never shy away from your excitement and or long asks, I freaking, freaking adore them so much 🤍🤍🤍

[thoughtfulmentalitything]

teehee ive returned... ok so now im in college and just like I thought, I am not a fan. the academics are fine but theres a decent amount of work all the time and its stressful to me cause it feels never ending. I will do my assignments weeks in advance but it seems to never give me enough time to relax. well not that I can relax at my dorm, my roommates are so annoying and loud and are all messes and project it outward. however, I did stop sh around september 2022 so its been four months since then. but also whenever something happens where another person is upset and takes it out on me or theres a somewhat valid problem I cant help but think about doing it which is normal. but I think its gonna come back soon and im fine with that. it makes me happy. its almost like a form of self care for me cause I can actually get all the bad feeling out of my system and just onto my arm instead. like its fine and I truly think that. anyways another issue though related to how bad my dorm is because of my roommates is that I finally told my parents about how terrible it is and that I dont even sleep there anymore (but I only go back home like once or twice a weekend each month when I have breaks) and I fully am just going home cause I have break or need to catch up on homework... but now they just think im not addressing the issue and not facing my dorm situation which, uh yeah obviously im not going to. when I dont come home on weekends on breaks to get away from the dorm, I just stay at someone else's house or dorm on school days and weekends. like??? I literally do not have the capacity to be there. but now im getting really triggered at home too because I told my parents about my issue... which why are they responding like that. id rather just off myself than have to live at my dorm or home. I really need to sh. I know my living situation issues are temporary but they make me feel really bad and become unproductive and fat. all I do is hide away in my room at my dorm all day when im not out for classes and gorge of fat disgusting pig food. im so fat now. I need to loose weight im always bloated and fat looking. if I was skinny I would at least be 3/4 happy inside my body and the 1/4 of unhappy in caused my external forces that make me upset inside can just be fixed my sh. tbh I need to make my sh not eating and working out too much instead of cutting cause hiding the cuts is so annoying like I dont feel like wearing long sleeves in the summer again. I need to not eat any processed foods and get on track to just have no appetite (I didn't for like a week long time period in the beginning of January). anyways im just really upset now and turning to my venting on here cause I dont want to bother anyone with my problems anymore since clearly telling my parents the most basic issue ever is not being received well. like really. just make you child happy. but nooo they dont know about how suicidal I am and any of my other issues cause I dont tell them. they just dont dress anything either. like I need a breast reduction and my mom was just like well talk about that later... well it is much later now and guess what, still haven't talked about it. id rather just die right now. I cant endure 3 more years of college at the place im going right now. I just cant live in the state I do right now and need to move. everything would be solved. but for now, all I can do is loose 20 pounds and be skinny and smart so I can exist in a physical state thats tolerable to me. I just need a break from everything else though. ok ill probably return later but at least this vent right now stopped me from racing downstairs and picking out a new xacto for a real release. ok bye bye 

[cyverrieee]

Hello hello my dear friend, its your friend koi here. if your requests are open can i request a gender-neutral reader where venti tries to comfort them since the reader is very tired with their homeworks? you don't have to do this if this is too much or too plain for you sob <3 -Koiwrites

A/n: Ok lemme see if i can do a request 💀

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T i r e d

Summary: you had too much work for your own good so someone helped you with your stressed

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Ah school.. everyones worst nightmare and probably another version of hell from what kids see it. but you were the same as them, academic lessons were okay but when it comes to modules and assignments you just bailed out, you honestly didnt care about your homework but.. for the sake of your family and your future you had to even though you dont wanna you still need. Somehow.. everytime you finished all of your homework another batch comes in, is this the pain of being in highschool? Yes do you wanna die because of it? Yes

Currently you are sitting in your room doing your assignments as usual, its tiring but its better to have it done than have it sit around and pile it. You sighed as you put your head on your study desk, you tiredly stared at your screen staring at your script for the important speech that your president ask since you were her vice president, you honestly dont know how you got your vice president role but.. you cant really turn it down, its picked by the school.. and it would be a shame if you turned it down when SO many people voted you.. so.. you cant really turn it down, even if you want to.. but.. its already done.

You stared at the papers infront of your face and stared at your computer screen.. a visible stressed tired frustrated look was shown.

You groaned in stress as you banged your head to your desk. Well you shouldnt really do that... You whined in pain rubbing your forehead. You shouldn't have done that-

Slowly you felt hands creep up your shoulders, you turn around to see your best friend! Venti. Man you love him when it comes to emotional support.

"Hi V! Whats up?"

You cooed, you tried to make yourself less tired, but that showed itself on your face. He looked at you concerningly as he starts caressing your cheeks. He glances on your work and unconsciously hugged you

"Ah- its oka-"

You were about to let him go, but he still kept hugging you and cut you off

"no its not"

He strictly said, you had to admit you were very tired writing a speech and all that other presidential stuff, now you know what goverment people feel like.

Suddenly there was silence that somehow came in, then soft snores. Venti knew he was soft but seriously considered as a pillow!? Preposterous!!

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The next day you woke up with something heavy next to you. A sleeping black haired male. Yeah- this is normal, then you fell back asleep.. you are probably gonna be rushing after this.

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BYE IM SO SLEEPY AND OUT OF MOTIVATION!?!? ANYWAYS SAY 11 IF YOU ENJOYED YEAH

[bluejay41]

hamilton pt1

8:57pm

writing this at intermission

omfg what

like actually what

watching hamilton live and uh

why does everyone seem better than the original

like honestly i like them way better

no offense to the original cast i love them too but

god damn

angelicas voice is fucking angelic

eliza is so bbbbbbbbbbbbbb

peggy i love you

AARON BURR I LOVE YOU SO MUCH

IM SO EXCITED FOR ROOM WHERE IT HAPPENS GRRR

and we got such good seats like right in the middle its amazing

like we’re right in the middle its amazing

omfg im also so excited for thomas jefferson

like sir i love you

OMG ALSO BEFORE THE SHOW I SAW THESE TWO GAY DUDES AND THEY WERE SO CUTE FOR REAL LIKE AUGHHH

here ill like uh find the cast list

will probably put later because father is in bathroom right now and he has it i think

this is gonna be such a long post by the way imma probably do 2 parts

also its gonna be like 11 or 12 by the time we get back so imma probably post this in the morning before school

OH SHIT I HAVE MATTH HOMEWORK

DAMN IT

grrrrr whatever

aaron burr i love you

oh god my phone is at 8%

ok no clue where dad is but bye bye

9:02pm

[hawthornandreed]

Ao3 says i have written too much to comment which is so rude wth. So commenting here! Will see if i remember how to do a cut on mobile

I DID IT

Hi hello it’s me I’m back! Lil headache so instead of homework I am here. As a treat! Yay! Getting right into it.

Ok fascinating pick from Toji. Very on brand for Toji to just like. Force a random man out of his table saying absolutely nothing at all. It’s kinda sexy I’m not gonna lie. Super rude. WOuld feel horrible. But. Yeah. Oopsies!

Reader is hilarious. “It’s not too late!” Toji and I are both dying laughing omg. I love her. “I’m working on it, give us another five minutes.” PLEASE I am wheezing. So fucking funny. Her pitch is so good though, actually. And playing into Tojis gambling addiction is genius absolutely genius. Risky, though. Shit.

His expression is frozen. The remainder of his sentence never to be spoken. “Sorry.” You utter under your breath. The scene rolling backwards via your ability. This is undeniably a shitty thing to do; but Suguru is lost to you if you aren’t able to change Toji’s homicidal mind. You appease your guilty conscience by thinking you’ll just have to help him win a gamble somewhere else as penitence.

BUT THE HOUSE ALWAYS WINS OH MY GOD. Not gonna lie my heart fucking dropped when it was tails. I was genuinely worried. Unsure what she was gonna do. But no. Also listen I know Im supposed to insert myself here but I must talk to reader here for a moment. Can we do that? A little one on one with my sort of self? Listen. Girl. Do not feel guilty. There is nothing to feel guilty about here. THINK OF MEGUMI BECAUSE SHIT SOMEONE HAS TO. AND SUGURU. This is for them. And listen we would screw Toji over a million times (in multiple ways…) to save them. This is not a shitty thing to do. Absolve yourself of that guilt. We good? Yes. Good. Ok love you bye!

Ok rereading I totally missed this the first time around. The line about helping him win a gamble somewhere else as penitence. Holy shit. This is genius set up for something and I hope we get to see it. I do desperately want to see this happen. What will it be? What will the consequences be? My mind is racing with the possibilities. I love this. If it takes us feeling guilty to get there, I am cool with that.

You know, for someone who likes to gamble you sure suck at it.”

Oh my god holy shit babe. You are asking to die. Holy shit.

You wave him off, your inhibitions lowered far below your normal threshold, “You’re not the first guy to tell me that.” You lean forward and hold a hand up to your mouth like you're telling Toji a secret, “It was in a different context though.”

OH MY GOD I AM SCREAMING AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH THIS IS SO SMOOTH AND FUNNY AND ABSOLUTELY SAVES HER ASS BC HOW THE FUCK WOULD TOJI RESPOND TO THAT INSULT BUT NOW THIS. THIS gives him something to play with ohhhh my god. Ok ok ok ok i see you.

“You just keep running that mouth bunny.”

The words leave your mouth reflexively, “Or what?” Your stomach drops the second after those words leave your mouth.

Insert me screaming out the window here. Oh my goddddddddd and the follow up to this? Bye. I am. Dead? In a puddle on the floor. This should not be as hot as it is (meaning: you have written him perfectly omg)

You did not come here to fuck Toji, you did not come here to fuck Toji. You did not come here to fuck Toji.

MMhhhmmmmmm yeahhhhh ok sureeeeee. Sure sure sure. Keep telling yourself that.

HA SHIU OMFG I FORGOT HE WAS THERE FOR A SECOND.

Ok fuck alright. Goddamn. That was intense. Ok wait she’s got better control of her powers now so she isn’t transported back to the other timeline after using her technique, yeah? And has a lil more control over them? I can’t remember. A reread is most definitely in order (school will not allow me the time but god its a nice thought).

Yu Haibara’s name is flashing on the screen; an incoming call. The part of you ruled by logic says to silence the device and keep walking. You tell that side to go fuck itself.

GOOD YES IVE BEEN MISSING HIM SO MUCH HOW IS HE.

Oh he’s so sweet checking on her oh he makes me want to cry every time he appears. Too precious and too good for this world. I love him. COMING TO WALK HER BACK askgkasjfg;ajs. And the way he can tell something is up and when he stops asking questions and just talks to fill the silence. Oh he’s just so good. Shit. I love him. AND THE SWEATSHIRT OH MY GOD WHY IS HE THE ABSOLUTE SWEETEST PERSON TO EVER EXIST ohhh my god. HES NOT EVEN GOT A SHIRT ON UNDERNEATH?! Youre killing me. Oh my god. Listen I have mostly just watched the anime and not read much of the manga so my Haibara content has been very limited and I dont know much about him but every time he appears here, you make me fall so in love with him. I need to go seek out more of him. He’s just so fucking precious it kills me. Lkandsglhasfljglaksfgkdsjglksaj. I can do nothing but key smash and cry and scream.

I’m so glad we at least hold his hand. I never want to let go. OH MY GOD I FORGOT HE THOUGHT SHE WAS ON A DATE. FUCK. KJASGHLHSALDGK. WDYM WHAT A WEIRDO?! WHAT DO YOU MEANNNNN WHAT DO YOU MEAN HAIBARA

“If we went on a date I’d want to be around you as much as possible. Besides I know you're strong and can take care of yourself but if someone bothers you I want to handle it.” He lets go of your hand to shift into a fighting stance hopping on the balls of his feet, “I know you’re not talking to my girl like that.” He throws a few punches at the air and you can’t help but laugh. He’s such a dork, and you mean that in the most loving way possible.

SCREAMING CRYING CRAWLING ON THE CEILING WHO IS THIS ANGEL HE IS SO PRECIOUS THE WORD PRECIOUS IN THE DICTIONARY IS JUST HIM. OR MAYBE NOT BECAUSE FRANKLY ITS NOT A STRONG ENOUGH WORD TO CONVEY JUST HOW PRECIOUS HE IS AJSGKLAJSKLGHALKFGHLKASHGLASJ.

“Go out with me.”

*screaming intensifies*

I know I should have asked you before you went on this date but I’ll never forgive myself if you become serious with someone and I never told you!

*screaming somehow intensifies further*

HE DOESNT EVEN. OH HE DOES. HE KNOWS OH MY GOD I KNEW HE KNEW. THE IMMEDIATE FORGIVENESS. “ILL FORGIVE YOU FOR ANYTHING” OH NO OH NO oh im actually a little nauseous. Could he really forgive her if he knew the truth about the time travelly stuff? If he knew why, and knew her motivations, then yeah of course. But we know she doesn’t like to tell the people who die that they died. Or would have. Ohhhh my god. Please.

HES NEVER EVEN BEEN TO HOKKAIDO?! Ok also ouchie that Nanami never asks personal questions ohhhh god Nanami sweetheart you’re gonna regret that oh no. Nanami please be a better friend ohhh my god BUT AAAAH THERE WAS NO WAY ID FORGET YOU AHGLKJSDKGJA;KFJGKASJGKASJDG;KJS its ok Haibara you are immediately forgiven. If nothing else, I would forgive him for anything. His whole speech has me rolling on the floor sobbing. THis world does not deserve him. Oh my god. I know this is for fun but im like shit. I dont deserve him!

You can’t help but sniffle in the silence. “I- I have a lot to think about and I’m sure you're freezing without a shirt.” You hold your open hand behind you and wait for him to take it. He does so happily, his trust in you blind and implicit.

BLIND AND IMPLICIT. STOP IT. OH MY GOD. the immediate trust. Fucking hell. I cannot remember if I said it in my comments but I did always have this little theory cooking in the back of my mind that maybe she meets Haibara even earlier on than this timeline and met him before he became a sorcerer or something and so he already knew her from that and thats the reason he just immediately wanted to help her and trusted her and vouched for her to Nanami. But if he’s telling the truth here…. Oh my god its so sweet and pure that it hurts. She has to let him in on the truth. She has to tell him. Quinny I trust you and you can do whatever you want, ignore my screaming and my pleas. You know whats best and I trust you implicitly. So when I say she has to tell him. She doesnt have to its just me screaming but SHE HAS TO TELL HIM AKLAHSDGK;JA;SKFGJ;AS. Ok let me think. No one in this time knows, right? None of them know. I dont think she ever said? Does Gojo know? I cannot remember. Tengen knows, obviously. I dont even think Yaga knows. Which. I guess shes not had a super long absence since starting school? Except for the coma. I cannot remember. Has she just been able to kinda time when she appears better? I cant remember ohhh my god i need to reread so bad. BUT LISTEN MY POINT IS THAT IF ANYONE IN THIS TIME DESERVES TO KNOW ITS HAIBARA YU. As much as I love Geto and Nanami and Gojo and Shoko, (OH MY GOD HAS SHE INTERACTED WITH SHOKO IN THE FUTURE?! I CANT REMEMBER. I THINK SHE DID?! I NEED TO REREAD). I dont know that Geto would be able to handle the information. They dont have nearly a solid enough friendship for her to confide in him anyway atm (fuck i just remembered all the angst going on with young Geto atm goddamn theres so much idk how you keep it all straight), Nanami also is not close enough to confide in yet I don’t think? He keeps himself so closed off. He is definitely trustworthy but the connection isnt strong enough just yet. And Gojo. Love him but absolutely cannot be trusted with this information. He probably could but also. Young Gojo is such a little shit and not great at interacting with people normally just yet. I am afraid he would let it slip in a moment of jealousy. Idk. Young Gojo has a long way to go with interpersonal relationships (older Gojo does too, just. In different ways.). And Shoko could be trusted but idk that they are there yet. We haven’t gotten much Shoko time on page in a hot minute (as far as I can remember?) so maybe that friendship isnt quite there yet either. Jadk;fgj;kafdjg;afdjgkjdkgj. Idk I feel like she has to confide in someone in this time bc thats such a hard thing to be able to keep to yourself and if anyone could handle it and is trustworthy and deserves to know, its Haibara. He doesnt need to know about him dying or any of that but the time travel shenanigans I feel he deserves to know! So he can make an informed decision and she doesnt have to turn him down for false reasons. As much as he blindly and implicitly trusts her, he can see through her lies and I feel he would know she wasnt being fully honest with him. He may not push her to tell the truth but he knows, and i think that would be even more hurtful. To let him ponder what horrible truth she is keeping from him by lying. It hurts to think about. I dont even know how else she would even handle this situation ohhhh my fucking god. Shit shit shit shit shit shit this is so sweet but so so so troublesome. Fucking hell.

Ok that is all for now. Much to think about. But you have absolutely done the scene with Haibara so so so well. You absolutely did it justice. Excellent as always. Thank you again for writing and sharing. This really helps me get through the rough weeks. So much love and appreciation <3

Chapter 43 Terror & Trust is now live.

This was a difficult one to write I hope you enjoy it ❤️

[himejoshibutch]

im turning 17 next week lmaooooooo

[suoperbvorb]

Shinya looked out the window, watching as snowflakes decended down in such a gracious manner, he loved winter, though his husband... not so much

Tsunagu walked through the door, covered in snow. He took a long sigh feeling the warmth of their house.

"Looks like someone had a slip in the snow" Shinya teased as a sly smirk spread across his face.

"Oh hush," Tsunagu rolled his eyes as he removed his snow-covered boots.

Shinya then walked over to the lanky noodle and kissed his forehead, he smiles as Tsunagu's cheeks became as red as a ripe tomato.

The tiny man chuckled. "Ok ok now go change, you're all wet and sticky!"

Tsu rolled his eyes in a playfull manner and went to go shower and change.

Ew wet denim

When he was finished, he walked into the living room in his Halloween pj's (its September so straight to Halloween) to see Shinya half asleep on the couch hugging a wolf plushie. Specifically his favorite wolf plushie he's had for like- forever

Tsunagu smiled softly and walked over to his spouse and sat down next to him, placing a soft and gentle kiss on the smaller man.

Shinya let out a small whimper and leaned into Tsunagu's arms, of course, the tall giraffe neck denim lover™ wrapped his arms around him, he also pulled a very fluffy blanket onto the two of them.

Tsunagu ran his fingers through Shinya's long, straight, and silky hair. He gave him soft kisses and held him close as the TV played in the background. He held his husband close as drowsiness made his eyelids heavy.

Unlike Aizawa the two men fell into a peaceful slumber, they feeling of the warmth of each other created a sort of safe space for them.

I'm shite at writing so uh @chocolateeclair have your edgejeanist fluff 🤣

Pls ignore the tags 👁👃👁🥔

[q-gorgeous]

me:

[metukika]

i am fucked

[ulttramariine]

feelings dump on literally so many topics because i need to cry to someone other than my dad haha!!!!!!

i’m literally sitting on the floor of my dorm crying with dots of the pink mario badescu shit all over my face reading through all the fortune cookie fortunes i collected hoping it’ll make me feel better and I know i look like a crackhead but my life is 🎶falling apart🎶!!! college is cool and i love the environment i’m in but i have had the same friends since i was 9 and now they’re not here and idk how to make any! not to be That Bitch but i’m an introvert and i thought if i like made myself go out everyday for welcome week and made all my friends i’d just never have to do it again and i’d be able to resume my hermit way of life but no one i met has stayed in touch and i’m tired and lonely and we spent ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHT DOLLARS on snacks at target today and i miss louis tomlinson so much he just dropped off and i feel like i constantly sound like that emmy girl on twitter who cried bc of that fatass indiana cop except it’s me i’m the cop i’m causing my own problems by overthinking ahahaha help