#okok i stop ramble now

[pekoeboo]

recently saw @meadow-roses' art of her OC Veritas and it made me so happy to see an angel OC that I felt inspired to draw him meeting my angel OC Antony!! <33 my boy is just so happy to see someone else like him aaaa!! :'D

I love Veritas's design so much he's super cute and was really fun to draw ;0; I'm still not very good at drawing wings but I tried my best and I hope it's okay <3

Veritas belongs to @meadow-roses. please do not repost.

[pup-pee]

ur bartkon art legendary

TYSMM!!!!! IM GLAD U LIKE ITT!!!!! <33

heres a silly sketch i prolly wont color :3

[two-person-job]

i WANT to write the wind rises kavexis au. i WANT to write about pokemon au for my selfships. but. slime rancher calls. slime rancher calls, and it says "look shroom. look at your lovely mosaic tangle largos. you need to find the nightshade secret style for your tangle slimes, shroom. why don't you do that? why don't you also do some quests for viktor, while you're at it, and unlock his lab?" slime rancher tells me to play for a bit and then i check how long i've been playing and it's been 150 minutes and it's 1 20pm and I haven't had lunch yet

[seattlesellie]

okok riding mean!bbf!ellie while she’s playing video games with your brother

her not even paying attention to you, basically ignoring you while you���re bouncing on her like a little bunny :(( eventually you get too loud and she’s worried your brother can hear you through her mic so she shoves your panties in your mouth to shut you up

can i be🪻anon? if it’s taken then 🍬 <3 i luv ur writing sm babe

all manspreading on the chair while ur bouncing up and down on her strap :(( you’re naked while shes fully clothed with her her hands on the controller, completely ignoring your existence except for when you push up against her extra hard so it bumps against her clit and she just huffs into the mic a breathy “ohh fuck”, blocks it with her hand— your brother might hear the slapping sounds of your ass against her thighs. not even rubbing your clit for you because she wants you to be as needy as you can get. at one point, you’re fully tearing up because bouncing on it is sooo exhausting, you truly just wanna come so bad so she coos into your ear “awh, getting tired? that’s cute” and your brother thinks shes talking to him and he huffs a “ellie— what the fuck? did you just call me cute?” which leads her to ramble“you wish, shut the fuck up man”

finally, she gives in, because you’re too cute for your own good, and begins rubbing your clit in small little circles (now shes fully losing the round because her hand is too shaky) and when you whimper a loud “oh g— od ellie” she makes you bite on her knuckle till she bends down and grabs your soaked panties, shoves them in your mouth, mutes the mic and tells you “be fucking quiet or i stop, you wanna get fucking caught? hm?” and you’re all blabbers and whines till u shut up real good with something else in your mouth < 33

[booliuu]

˗ˏˋToby Headcanons..PT2ˎˊ˗

ꪆৎ 𝙰/𝙽 : this is a continuation of my first headcanons oh him. Here’s the * link* if you haven’t check it out yet, btw thanks for almost 50 likes😭😭 you guys are so sweet!! anyways enjoy of me rambling about this man again :DD🫶🏼

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🪓 . . He’s a taurus baaabies ( b-day April 28th! mark your calendars right now !!) .. may i add something too👉👈 i just know in the bottom of my heart my man def has a sagittarius moon placement or lots of fire signs placements in his birth chart. SCORPIO VENUS TOO 👀👀 he loves so intenselyyy. okok anyways-

🪓 . . He has so many piercings!! I can definitely say on his face he has a septum , nostril , bridge ,and a snake bite 😮‍💨. And for his ears he has industrial, lobes ( thought about stretching his lobes but is too scared lol) and conches done.

➯ went a bit crazy with his piercing bc his parents were so against him getting them done during his high school years. But now that he’s an adult he goes all out.

➯ takes great care of them too! ^^

🪓 . . wears fingerless gloves to mange with his rlly bad hand picking habit. doesn’t have nails bc how bad his his habits are :((. the goggles that he wears protects his eyes also wears a restraining mask, it stops him from bitting his hands & nails and….ppl i dare say ifykyk.

🪓 . . Owns a lot of graphic tee’s and most of them are bands that he never heard of before lmao same🥲. Whatever shirt he’s wearing that day a creep or random ppl ask him what’s his favorite song or album is , he gets all awkward and he’s stands like an idiot like🧍.

➯ all sorts of baggy and ripped jeans as well ! Not a fan of tight clothes. Absolutely despises them.

🪓 . . has LOTS of scars that goes all the way back from his childhood.

🪓 . . Him & Tim before DID NOT get along at all. MAJOR BEEF WITH EACH OTHER 😭. whenever both of them were assigned on missions together, they ALWAYS be arguing about the littlest things.

* this is looong sorry ><i just love the idea that tim cares for toby. so bare with meee🥹🥹

➯ Mainly because tim behavior rubs toby the wrong way. It reminds him of his father in some ways and gets highly defensive whenever tim tells him what to do or criticizes him.

➯ Tim thinks toby as a ruthless teenager ( even though he clearly knows he an adult.) thinks he needs to be told what to do at all times . Even though he a rough exterior … little does toby know he cares about toby a lot. But of course there both to stubborn as hell to tell each that 😑.

➯ until one day toby accidentally let a victim loose. when tim found out got extremely upset at toby. The yelling definitely brought Toby thoughts of his father, as a defense mechanism toby argued back . Got a bit physical but overall LOTS of yelling, brian ( the savior-) had to step in and tell them to get over it and be nice to each for once.

➯ took a WHILE for them to apologize but they did eventually. was a bit awkward but hey at least there over it :,D . Now of days they almost have a father and son dynamic. Sometimes when both of have free time tim will show toby how to fix up a car, how to cook on a grill , yk bonding.

➯ brings Toby lots of nostalgia and confusion because he never treated like this by a man before bc the only nice people he was surrounded by in his whole life was just his mom and his sister . so surely his inner child is slowly healing. when he actually took a chance and thought about tim’s behavior towards him one night, he had to sit down for bit , beer in hand ( definitely not given by tim-) cry for a bit while tim rubs his back in comforting way while smoking a cigarette ofc.

🪓 . . owns torn up converse and doc martens. TONS of hoodies, leather jackets and winter jackets!

🪓 . . HIS ROOM!! oh good god…it’s so unorganized. mostly because his collection of clothes he picked up over the years that he borrowed TvT iykyk… never bothers to clean it. his own words not mine

Toby: “ it’s my man c-cave. my rules.”

Tim: *SIGHS*“ jesus fucking christ….. your a mess.”

🪓 . . Speaking of his room it has lots of band posters and tapestry’s!

🪓 . . Knows so much animals facts.. it’s actually scary but entertaining.he literally bring up in random ways possible. that’s toby for yea..!! :DD

🪓 . . His favorite animals consists of what’s around him in the slender forest. such deers, raccoons, fox & wolf , birds , bears and has a love for reptiles as well.

🪓 . . lol if your scared of bugs i feel sorry for you , reptiles or just any animals i have listed…he’s def the type of friend that has it cupped in his hand and shoving it in your face. Lives for your reaction. 🩷

🪓 . . a bit awkward and has a cold front when you first meet him. he likes to observe, doesn’t trust ppl easily. If he likes you slowly opens his shell and he shows his true colors such being a little shit, teasing you playful ofc, butting head with you 24/7. eeehh..but if he hates you good luck with this one… he make it known he doesn’t like you . you won’t know but others who know him do.

🪓 . . Growing up he was known for being the shy quiet kid that never speaks up for himself. He thinks about it now and really started changing meaning slowly and eventually he became more confident. like throwing sarcastic comments , knows lots of good clap backs or calling out’s if someone offended him or something. he’s changed man guys nothing like his younger self. proud of him 🥹

🪓 . . I see ppl saying that he’s the kind of friend that wants to be around you 24/7. 100% agree 👍 . yk hanging out in yours or his rooms for like smoke breaks, joining you during missions, watching tiktok’s & sending them to you even though your in the same room as he is , or even just simply pure silent and just basking in each others presence.

Toby: t-t-this is so you…

Toby: * sents you a tiktok*

You: bruh wtfff

* cue him laughing his ass off

🪓 . . Going to the local drug store to grab some slushes and junk food. HE LIVES FOR THOSE HANGS OUTS. TELL ME IM WRONG.

› › › i’ll make sure to be more in depth with this one :3 so be in a look out for some platonic toby headcanons in the future!!! ^^

🪓 . . Everytime someone says toby loves waffles sighs…. man i’m telling you right now an angel loses it wings ☹️ 👎. He has extended food palette than that y’all c’mon.

🪓 . . i mean it’s not the best diet… it literally just energy drinks but at least his friends look out for him and leave him take out because they know he doesn’t feel hunger like we do.

🪓 . . due to that, he has a lean built. Has a bit of a 6 pack ( you have to squint to see em ) and has muscles on his arms . He’s really proud of his arms lol. Has a bit of beard?? Scruff?? idk what’s it’s called going on too ^^ shaves ones in a while. aaaand..hehe has a happy trail situation... ANYWAYSSSS that’s for next time 😉.

🪓 . . yk how how i said he has a collection of phones he… collected *cough🪓🪓 cough*… firm believer he has playlist in each phone of them that consists of western emo music. also.. DAD ROCK .

🪓 . . his favorite weather has to be autumn because the animals around forest comes out more and he hangs out and pets all of them. likes looking at the trees and how each of the leaves are changing colors.

🪓 . . his joints pop loud real bad whenever he stretching , walking , or running . it pisses him so badly lolll.

🪓 . . loves sleeping and taking naps🫶🏼 whenever or whatever. like tree tops , his bed, closet, ect. hates mornings with passion prefers to sleep in. toby 🤞power naps . downside being that he snores like no one business and moves around his sleep.

🪓 . . blind on his left eye and that same eye has a permanent split eyebrow from the car crash.

🪓 . . Even though i want say he smells like vanilla or something sweet naaah …. srry bby😔. he gotta smell like the woods , dirt, bl*od.. sometimes , or even pinewood. From time to time smells like cheap shampoo and conditioner when he remembers to shower.

🪓 . . lastly his hair.. HIS 👏HAIR 😭😭 it’s so soft…he’s rocking shaggy haircut that tim trims once in a while.

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[juneberrie]

okok in regard to this post, just thinking abt opposite aesthetics w thalia/clarisse. hear me out..

like either one of them is just standing there, arms crossed, super stoic & almost a little scary and then u just pop up there super sunshiney & sweet and stuff :((

and everyones else is just like '???'

no cause absolutely it's so funny to me ???

like i can picture clarisse being all mean and bitchy to people, snapping at them and shit and all of a sudden u show up and she's like "oh hey babe!!! how was ur day!!" and she just wraps you in the biggest warmest hug ever because gods know her arms are beefy asf and shes just looking down as u ramble about idk a butterfly you saw with a cutie patootie smile and shes all "uh huh? really? yeah?" and everyone is super confused because two seconds ago she was threatening to smash a toilet tank lid over some poor kid's head and now ??? shes SMILING ??? huh ???

thalia is just glaring at people bc she has an rbf and everyones like "aw man we can't mess with her... shes mad..." and then u show up and she immediately gets all smiley and lovey <3 "oh my gods hi sunshine!!" and she lets u sit on her lap as u tell her about something random and she's like doodling on ur arms/hands and being so attentive and she randomly stops and goes "you're really pretty, you know that right" :((

anyways scary guard dog gf and ray of sunshine gf is my favorite trope EVERRRR

[slut4msby]

like you love me. oikawa tooru x reader

+ tags & warnings; slight angst, slight fluff

+ a/n; okok so i have had real bad writers block but heres this its alright but kinda rushed also i have been a little obsessed with the seijoh4 atm so expect more seijoh4 writings :3

"Tooru, do you really have to go?" you question, your gaze fixed on the floor. The thought of looking at your now ex-boyfriend pains you deeply. His presence stings, though you understand it wasn't his intention to hurt you. Both of you acknowledge that parting ways is for the best; he's pursuing his dream across the world, and you want nothing more than to be happy for him. Yet, the struggle to find that happiness within yourself is challenging.

"Y/N, please look at me, darling," Tooru pleads, tilting your chin to meet his gaze. "You know how much this hurts me too."

You do know. There's no denying how Oikawa feels right now, the difficulty he is facing. Maybe even more than you. You're aware that he will carry the weight of your heartbreak on his shoulders, blaming himself, even though you understand it's not his fault. He's simply pursuing the path that brings him joy, the one you've always encouraged him to take. You recognize Oikawa's potential for greatness and don't want to stop him.

"Stop looking at me like that," you retort bitterly, avoiding eye contact.

"Like what?" Oikawa inquires.

"Like you love me, Tooru."

The truth stings.

"But I do love you, N/N-chan."

"I don't want you to love me, Tooru. I want you to forget about me entirely. I don't want to be a lingering memory for you. All I'll do is hold you back. Tooru, I know you can achieve so much without me," you declare, your words accompanied by falling tears.

"Y/N," Tooru murmurs, his voice filled with a mixture of pain and longing.

“Bye Tooru.”

That was the last time you had spoken or even seen Tooru in almost ten years. You couldn’t deny you often thought of him. He was the best lover you have ever had. When you heard the news that Oikawa had started playing for the Argentina team, you couldn’t help but smile. Smile at all the things he could achieve without you, like you never happened. That's what you thought at least. However, it was the complete opposite. Tooru could only ever think of you. No matter how many women he dated or slept with he could only ever think of you.

He missed you.

He missed you like crazy, but he knew he couldn’t reach out. In the last five minutes he saw you, you practically told him you want nothing to do with him. Little did he realise that you eagerly waited for any form of contact from him. As time passed, regret overcame you for those words spoken to Tooru that night, playing like a broken record on your mind.

As you walked down the stadium halls, trailing behind Atsumu who was rambling about some nonsense story in preparation for the Japan vs. Argentina match. You walk past the Argentinian team’s locker room. You pause for a moment, as you catch yourself staring blankly at the door. The intensity of your gaze prompted Atsumu to halt mid-story, looking at you with concern.

“You good, N/N?” he asked

You nod, “yeah, let’s just keep going, Atsumu.”

You and Atsumu keep walking down the stadium halls. However, as you both move forward, you can’t shake off the lingering thoughts of the Argentinian team’s locker room and the memories associated with Tooru. 

As you continue navigating the maze of corridors, you spot a familiar figure walking towards you in conversation with another large muscular man. Your heart skips a beat when you realise it’s Tooru Oikawa. Time seems to freeze as you lock eyes with him.

Atsumu notices your change in attitude and follows your guide. His eyes widened in surprise, staring at the renowned setter. “Well if it ain’t Oikawa…” Atsumu mutters under his breath.

Oikawa doesn’t even acknowledge Atsumu as he takes a step forward towards you. “Y/N,” he says, his voice tainted with a mixture of surprise and longing.

You swallow hard, caught between the rush of emotions and the memories flooding back. “Tooru,” you respond, your voice barely above a whisper. The air becomes charged with unspoken words and unresolved emotions. “We were just getting on our way right, Atsumu?”

“Yeah.” Atsumu responded giving 

“Y/N-san, please just give me a minute.” Oikawa pleads.

“Sorry Tooru, we have somewhere to be…” He could tell you wanted to stay, to see him. He could see it in your face, he heard it in the way you spoke. You were still as beautiful as he remembered. He was still as in love with you as his 18 year old self was. Most people his age were having kids, getting married, and settling down. However, Oikawa couldn’t. He was still in love with his high school sweetheart, the woman who didn’t love him back, or so he thought.

The match progresses with both teams fiercely competing on the court. Your attention is divided between the game and the unresolved emotions stirred up by Oikawa's unexpected presence. As you sit on the bench, feverishly writing in your notebook just like you used to during his high school matches, memories flood back, and your heart feels a mix of nostalgia and anxiety.

Meanwhile, Oikawa can't help but steal glances at you from the court. The years have passed, but the feelings are still alive. Next to you sits his best friend, Hajime Iwaizumi, who senses the tension in the air and knows he needs to address the unresolved issues between you and Oikawa.

As the match reaches its climax, and the crowd roars with excitement, Hajime approaches you discreetly. "Hey, Y/N," he says, turning to you.

"What's up?" you ask, looking up from your notebook.

"Can you meet me outside the physio room after the match?" he requests. "I just need help with something."

"Of course, Hajime," you respond, offering a reassuring smile.

The match concludes, leaving the stadium buzzing with energy. You make your way to the agreed-upon meeting spot outside the physio room. As you approach, you don’t find Hajime standing there, rather Oikawa Tooru.

“Oh sorry, I was looking for Iwaizumi-san…” You mutter. Your gaze falling to the floor similar to the last conversation the two of you held.

“Oh uhm, me too…” Oikawa says nervously, an arm awkwardly scratching his neck. 

“You played well, Oikawa-san.” You plainly state, attempting to ease the discomfort.

"Oikawa-san?" he questions, a hint of hurt in his expression. The formality stings, a stark contrast to the intimacy you once shared.

"I just thought..." you begin, hesitating for a moment. "Things have changed, Tooru. We both have."

“I still love you Y/N-” Tooru blurts out. Immediately turning red. Fuck, fuck, fuck. “I-I didn’t mean to say that.”

Silence.

“I know you said you didn’t want me to love you, and you wanted me to forget and you and tha-” 

Tooru’s speech was cut off by your lips meeting his. The unexpected moment left him confused, but within seconds, the initial confusion turned into a reciprocated kiss. The kiss was filled with a range of emotions. The kiss was like an unspoken language that conveyed the complexity of your shared history and the unresolved feelings lingering between you.

“I love you too, Tooru. And I regret every one of those words that came out of my mouth. I haven’t stopped thinking of you, Tooru. no matter who I tried to replace you with, no one was you, Tooru.”

“Stop looking at me like that.” He giggled.

“Like what, I’m being sincere here!”

“Like you love me, darling~.” He teased as he placed a kiss on your forehead.

“Touché, Tooru. Touché.”

©slut4msby.

[notmyprey]

Give me all your Jay thoughts now hand em over 🔫

Okok, *inhales*

Firstly, I know Jay is almost always seen as stuborn prey, or needy prey, and just overall prey coded. BUT hear me out yall.

Jay as a pred would just be so so funny. He never stops moving and is constantly rubbing at his prey. He talks a lot and sometimes rambles about what he is currently thinking about to whoever he ate. Also, on the topic of him talking, Jay most likely talks to himself (I am almost certain this is cannon, too), meaning half the time the prey cant tell if he is talking to them or himself.

Also, as a first-time pred, the first person he eats is most likely because he has to keep them safe and stuff. But mind you, he is small, and I swear the first time he eats someone, he will nearly choke. After that, he gets better at it and likes it more, but because of how poorly that first time went, the rest of the ninja joke about it constantly.

On the flipside, most ppl know him as prey, so I'ma rant about that too.

Again, Jay. Does. Not. Stop. Moving. For the life of him, this man can not sit still. As such, he is kind of annoying to eat at first. Once they get used to it though its not as bad.

That also does mean that everyone who eats Jay on a constant basis and knows that he doesn't stop moving absolutely goes into full-blown panic when he does stop to sleep.

He also has a small habit of sending out bits of electricity when he sneezes, so if he is sick, everyone refuses to go near him. This makes him absolutely miserable, since all he wants to do is cuddle in a tum to feel better.

I also am a firm believer of Jay bringing the most random items in with him and the ninja spitting out a fricking bag of marbles or something weird a few days later. When asked, Jay just goes, "Oh! That's where that went, " grabs it, and leaves with no context.

So yes, beautiful bean. 👍

[gloomyluvr]

PENSÁNDOTE (thinking about you)

in which rafe comes back to kildare

fem!reader x rafe cameron

angst to comfort ?

warnings!: loosely based off pensándote by rauw ! (highly encourage u to listen even if you don’t know spanish) unestablished relationship, rafe is lowkey ooc, reader is implied to be a kook, shitty ending, i think that’s it

a/n: AYYYY im back!! hi hi hi hi. soooo finals week (over a month ago) drained me and i got a little depressed... BUT IM BACKK AYYY. okok sooo, plsplspls listen to the song even if you dont know spanish. rauws music is tewwww good. umm yeahh thats all. lmk of any spelling errors or anything and reminder that requests are open !!!

masterlist

there was only one thing that the teens of kildare, pogues and kooks alike, could ever agree on, a good party. and any other day, you would’ve been ecstatic to attend another party with endless amounts of good quality beers and a few other substances no one had to know about. but no matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t get a certain blonde out of your mind. it’d been weeks since you’d last seen him, so why couldn’t you stop thinking about him?

to be fair, the camerons were on everyone’s mind since they’d abruptly left the island. but you didn’t care about the rest of them. you were much more upset that rafe hadn’t let you know that he’d be leaving, but why does it matter now? he left and that was that. nothing you could do about it.

“hey, you alright?” you looked up at the voice interrupting your thoughts. you were met with the sight of some pogue boy.

“yeah?” your response came out more defensive than you had intended.

the boy cleared his throat, shifting awkwardly before speaking again, “do you wanna go get some drinks. i’d offer you one but i didn’t want you to think i’d like put anything in it. not that i'm that type of guy or anything!”

you let out a laugh, not expecting his rambling. he smiled, grateful you found humor in his advances rather than deeming him weird.

“uh, yeah sure why not.”

he offered you his hand, as an assist to help you off the couch you sat on. he led you to the kitchen, hands still intertwined. you weren’t sure why you’d accepted his advances but he seemed sweet and honestly, it was better than just sitting on the couch.

after pushing through what felt like an endless crowd of people, you finally made it to the kitchen which was still crowded but it was less nauseating than the living room. you leaned on the counter as he looked for empty cups to make your drinks in.

“is there any specific drink you want?” he asked with a bottle of tequila in hand.

“what do you know how to make?”

“hmm… nothing.”

you giggled, gently shoving him. “just give me anything that’s available.”

“as you wish.”

you watched as the boy mixed different liquids into the cups. out of nowhere, hollers and cheers came from the entrance of the house. you turned toward the noise, trying to see what was going on—maybe a fight or some drunk idiot doing something stupid. the pogue boy tapped your shoulder, bringing your attention back to him.

“here you go. i honestly don’t know what the hell i put in here.” he laughed as he handed you your cup.

you took it and looked inside the cup, swishing it around, “this looks so nasty!”

“hey, you said put anything that was available!”

“that’s fair. all right, here goes nothing.” you tapped your cups together, before throwing your head back and chugging the mixture of alcohol in your cups. as soon as the mixture had entered your mouth, you and the boy spit out the drink.

“holy shit! were you trying to kill me?” you coughed, wiping your mouth.

“damn! i didn’t think it’d be that bad!” he exclaimed, laughing through his own disgust.

you laughed, for the first time in a while, you found yourself truly enjoying a party. you set the cup down and wiped the excess spit from your mouth with your hand. you looked back towards where the cheers had come from earlier, and that’s when you saw him.

his long blonde hair was replaced with a buzzcut. the scrawny frame you remembered had filled out with muscle, his shoulders broader, and his stance more confident. he no longer sported his fuck ass polos and khaki shorts, instead opting for a casual tee and pair of jeans. but despite all his changes, you could recognize his piercing blue eyes from a mile away.

you gasped, realizing he was looking back at you. even worse, you realized you were making eye contact. your heart clenched. your stomach twisted. and before you could even process it, your gaze dropped. You looked away mostly out of disbelief, but also out of shame for feeling so much just at the sight of him.

your gaze shifted, locking on to the girl with her arm around him. she had brown eyes, and brown hair that reached her shoulders. you had seen her working at the yacht club. she was so sweet, so you couldn’t hate her, but you were beyond angry to see her at his side. you turned back towards the counter, letting out a breath you hadn’t even realized you had been holding in.

“hey, you okay?” the boy asked sincerely, his hand resting on your shoulder.

“what? yeah i’m fine, i’m gonna use the bathroom i’ll be back.” you walked away, from jj and from rafe. you had to collect yourself, and needed a moment to reflect on what had just happened.

you rushed to the nearest empty room you could find, shoving past other partygoers until you had found a surprisingly empty bathroom. slipping inside, you locked the door behind you and braced yourself against the sink, gripping the counter as you tried to steady your breathing, trying to regain control of yourself. you hadn’t ever thought about how overwhelming it would be to see him again. especially so suddenly. you squeezed your eyes shut, trying to push away the flood of emotions threatening to drown you. but no matter how hard you tried, the image of him—of rafe, standing there like a ghost from your past—was burned into your mind.

a sudden, aggressive pounding on the door made you jolt.

you groaned. “i’ll be out in a minute!” you shouted. people on this island have no fucking patience you to thought to yourself.

“y/n/n!” a voice shouted from the other side of the door. immediately, you recognized the voice. you knew that voice. the same voice that once brought you comfort, that once whispered sweet nothings in your ear late at night. but now? it only made you feel anger and disappointment.

“go away rafe!” you wanted nothing to do with him. after all this time, and he shows up without contacting you at all, plus he shows up at a party with another girl. you missed him. you mourned him, but this wasn’t fair to you, and you were far too angry to kindly accept him back into your life. you didn’t want to hear whatever bullshit excuse he had prepared. he left and clearly he’s moved on. so why was he here now, pounding on the bathroom door like he suddenly cared?

“let me in y/n. just let me explain myself!”

you clenched your jaw, staring at your reflection in the mirror. your pulse was racing, your emotions tangled between rage and longing. with a deep sigh, you reached for the lock, hesitating for just a second before turning the knob. the door barely had time to swing open before rafe rushed inside, shutting it behind him.

and suddenly, there he was—standing in front of you, closer than he’d been in weeks. he stood in front of you, closer than he should be, his eyes scanning your face as if memorizing every detail. his ocean-blue eyes searched yours, filled with something you couldn’t quite place. he didn’t speak right away. he just stared at you, waiting for you to make the first move.

“you said you were gonna explain, so explain.” you crossed your arms and looked down. you didn’t want to look at him. knowing that if you did, you’d fold for him instantly.

rafe let out a bitter chuckle, shaking his head. “that’s it? that’s all you’re gonna say to me? no ‘hi, baby’? no ‘i missed you’? not even a hug?”

You rolled your eyes, finally looking up at him. He looked different—older, somehow. There was something in his eyes that hadn’t been there before. His hands reached up, as if to cup your face, but you stepped back before he could touch you.

“oh i get it.” he chuckled dryly, inching his face towards yours only stopping before his lips touched yours, “moved on to pogue boys huh?” he said, referring to the sweet boy from earlier.

you scoffed, “do you fucking hear yourself!” you slapped his chest angrily, “you left me rafe! you left me for weeks, with no fucking explanation! and then you come back and some other girl is wrapped around you! like what do you want me to say?”

“it was for your own good y/n.” he quickly defended himself. his voice was firm, as if that were supposed to justify his actions.

“my own good? leaving me on my own was for my own good?” his excuses weren’t cutting it for you anymore. you turned around, reaching for the doorknob but before you could reach the lock, rafe grabbed your arm and pulled your body so that you faced him.

“let go of me, rafe!”

rafe didn’t move, keeping his eyes on yours. his face was filled with regret and you could tell he knew he fucked up. so why wasn’t he saying anything? why wasn’t he apologizing? why wasn’t he explaining himself?

“fuck dude, say something!” you pleaded.

still, he said nothing. instead, he pressed his face against yours. he started by pressing his forehead against yours, then he pressed the tip of his nose against yours.

“w-what are you doing rafe?” you breathed out, nervous to have him this close again.

finally, his lips were on you. the kiss took you aback, and no matter how angry you were, the desire to have his lips on yours overpowered your desire to pull away. after weeks of longing for him again, you finally had rafe where you wanted him. you should’ve pulled away. you should’ve shoved him off and walked out. but you didn’t.

instead, your hands fisted the fabric of his shirt, pulling him closer even though you knew you shouldn’t. his hands gripped your waist, desperate, like he was afraid you’d slip away.

finally you pulled away, breathless. “you’re all i think about y/n. you think i wanted to leave you? fuck, so much has happened y/n. and i’m so sorry for leaving you but please just give me a chance to explain myself.” you looked into his eyes, quickly recognizing the true desperation he felt. you saw how his face had matured, how his eyes had somehow darkened. yet they still held the same tender gaze of love and awe as the last time you had seen him.

you were still angry and hurt, and rightfully so. but the love you had for him overpowered everything else you felt. so, you nodded, pulling him into another kiss.

“this doesn’t mean you’re forgiven by the way.”

“yeah i know, i’ll make it up to you i promise.” he said before placing yet another kiss on your lips.

bonus a/n: my ex kissed me like that after we reconnected and then reposted about another girl the next day #menaintshit #stupidassbitch #donttrustmen (i still think about that kiss tho cuz that shit was so romantic ughhh)

[thatbigbisexual29]

Getting Pushed Off the High Horse (Haikyuu!!)

Soooooooooooo... hi everyone! It's been a while since I've posted a fic, and I deeply apologize! Life has been busy so hoping on the computer and writing is kind of a hard task, I'm sure some of you can relate. And don't worry, I'm still working on that lee!Hobie fic, but after that's posted I might stop with the Spiderverse fics for a while. I still love the movies, but I've ran out of tickle fic content for that certain fandom. So I'll try posting something new! Hence this fic! I've been a fan of Haikyuu for a while and started watching it again *shoves down at least 50 animes I've been putting on the back burner* Okok I've been rambling now, so here you go! Enjoy! :3

“Hell yeah! That spike was even better than my last one! Eat my dust Akaashi! Woo!” was what Bokuto was currently shouting at his teammate.

It was very uncaptain-like, but his friends knew him well to know that this was a common occurrence. Whenever the team practiced together, Bokuto’s gloating personality shone. Akaashi didn’t mind the showboating, he honestly didn't. But today was not the day.

First, he woke up 30 minutes late to school, had to make up an exam in his first period, spilled his lunch all over himself, read a passage wrong in his English class and got laughed at, found out he failed that first period exam, got a C on another exam, got fussed at for sleeping in class, and accidentally packed his dirty uniform rather than a clean one for practice, so he stunk really bad. Out of all the days the gods wanted to test him, this was the day. And Bokuto was no help. In fact, he was the one that caused Akaashi to spill his lunch. He apologized… but not after he cackled like a lunatic! He even threatened to make ‘soup crotch’ his new nickname. A ‘don’t you fucking dare’ look ended that threat quick and Bokuto even offered some clean clothes he had. Which was surprising since… well, since it’s Bokuto. 

And now, after that extra mean spike Bokuto just served, Akaashi’s anger was near its boiling point. He glared at his captain from the other side of the next, wanting so badly to wipe that smug smirk off of his stupid face. Bokuto caught on and had some shit to talk.

“Oooh, is someone mad he can’t block my spikes? You should have gotten used to it by now~ Isn't losing to me your strong point? Since you’ve been losing to me ever since we met, I thought you would have rolled over and accepted your fate already~” Bokuto purred, snickering when Akaashi’s glare grew sour. The ravenette responded with a quick, “Shut up, owl.”

“Don’t let him get in your head!” Konoha shouted. Akaashi shook his head and tried to focus. But today’s events just kept piling up every time he looked at Bokuto’s stupid, annoying face. He took a deep breath in and exhaled in an attempt to calm himself. As soon as these practices were over, he could go home. He just wanted to go home.

Washio served the ball and the game was in motion. After the back and forth tosses, Bokuto took his stand.

“Pass it to me!” he called. Akaashi kept eyes on his friend, watching the ball spin in the air towards him. He watched as the ace readied himself then ran to the net, Akaashi right in front of him. They jumped at the same time, Akaashi ready to block. Bokuto had a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, one his best friend could spot a mile away. Then, there was the straw that broke the camel’s back.

“Take THIS, soup crotch!!!” Bokuto’s scream echoed across the gym as the sound of the ball slamming on the court followed suit. When they landed, Akaashi struck. He immediately ducked under the net and tackled the older boy to the court. Surprised, Bokuto let out an undignified squeal before bursting into maniacal laughter. He guarded his head as Akaashi attempted to collide his fists to the other’s shitty hair. He wasn’t trying to seriously injure, he would never go that far, but a few bruises wouldn’t kill the ace.

“I! Told! You! To! Shut! Up!” Akaashi growled between blocked hits. Bokuto just laughed and laughed as he grabbed Akaashi’s wrists and held them up.

“Hahaha! Looks like soup crotch can’t take the teeeasiiiing~” Bokuto just had to keep it up. Akaashi’s eyes burned bright with a murderous fire. Without knowing what else to do, Akaashi ripped his arms from Bokuto’s grip and shoved them into his armpits. That probably wasn’t the best idea since his pits were extremely sweaty, and because Bokuto decided to show everyone his best rodeo bull impression.

Bokuto proceeded to shoot his arms to his sides and hug his chest, cackling hysterically as his friend attacked a particularly bad spot. Their teammates watched on with exasperated yet understanding smiles. And plus, they didn’t dare intervene. Not when Akaashi’s face looked like he was happily skinning his prey alive.

“Yeah, yeah! Nothin’ to say now, huh? Huh? You were all big talk not one second ago, where did that talk go? Where did it go Bokuto?! You shut up real quick when someone gets a few tickles in, don’tcha? Come on, tease me again! One more jab, one more mock, one more word I dare you!” Akaashi bellowed with a sadistic smile on his face. Bokuto howled with mirth as he rocked side to side, kicking his feet to try and lessen the tickly feeling somehow.

“BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! A-AKAASHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHI! NAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA! EHEEHEEHEE- GAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!” screamed Bokuto. He could never handle tickles well, his friends knew this. Even a squeeze to his side would send him through the roof. But this was plain ol’ mean. Akaashi knew his weak spots better than anyone, and how to tickle just right so Bokuto ends up crying.

“Oh nuh-uh! You deserve this, you bastard! How are you able to read the court, but not your friend?! Why do you have to be so. Damn. Annoying?!” Akaashi growled as he now focused on Bokuto’s ribs, alternating between his massaging technique and his clawing technique. The poor ace finally managed to roll onto his stomach, but somehow, not being able to block out the tickles from behind made him even more ticklish. 

“REEHEEHEEHEEEEE!! AKA-AKAAHAHAHAHAHAHASHI! SAHAHAHAHAHAHAHARRY! I’M SAHAHAHAHAHAHAHARRY!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! IT'S JUST- BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! IT’S SOHOHOHOHOHOHO EHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEASYYYYY! REEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEEE!” Bokuto cried. He attempted to crawl away, but Akaashi kept him down by laying his shin over the small of his back. The rest of the Fukurodani team, who decided to take a water break since this might take a minute, laughed from the sidelines.

“Oh my god, he sounds like Scooby Doo!” One of them remarked. The others cracked up even louder, joined their voices with Bokuto’s in the echoing gym. Akaashi himself couldn’t stop himself from smiling earnestly either. Bokuto was a dummy, that fact wasn’t to be argued with. But at least he was a loveable dummy. Even when he’s more aggravating than sin. All the teases and jabs he made to Akaashi were all friendly. He didn’t have a sinister bone in his body. He probably thought that he was cheering up the setter, so no harm was truly intended. Such a moron, Akaashi thought to himself.

“Apologize! Or else!” Akaashi demanded, pausing the tickling and placing his hand on the back of Bokuto’s thigh. Bokuto flipped himself on his back with a panicked scream.

“I’M SORRY!!!! I’m sorry for calling you soup crotch! And for making you spill the soup! And for hitting those nasty spikes! Please please please please have mercy Akaashi!” Bokuto begged. Akaashi smirked and stood up, putting his hands on his hips.

“That’s right dumbass. Learn to cheer your friend up in different ways.” Akaashi was about to walk away when he felt Bokuto’s weak hand clasp his shorts. The ace panted heavily and gulped a few times, wanting to say something but unable to get it out just yet. Akaashi rolled his eyes fondly and waited.

“Aka- *gulp* Akaashi… *pant pant pant* Let’s stop by a store… *pant pant* and get… *gulp* meat buns? I’ll *pant* pay…!” Bokuto asked. The setter looked at him surprised, then smiled and nodded.

“That’s fine with me. Now get up and drink something before you pass out.” He pulled the ace to his feet and pushed him towards the bench. After practice, Bokuto kept to his word and bought them each five meat buns from a local convenience store. Akaashi didn’t need that much, but it was the thought that counts. He reflected back on today while walking home with Bokuto, who wouldn’t stop talking, and smiled. Eh, today wasn’t so bad, he thought. 

[angstyastro]

wait im new to mass effect and am romancing thane for hot dilf reasons pls tell me all about vakarios, i only ever see people talk about garrus not thane

Oh BOY anon you’ve got a big thing coming on my vakarios brain rot Okok SO sit back and lemme just word dump on you on why and how I just really love me vakarios so much:

SO first things first don’t get me wrong I am a huge sucker for thane/Shepard, garrus/Shepard and specifically thane/shepard/garrus because i have personal headcanons etc and my canon is always Shakarios BUT vakarios is my thane/garrus part of all this

I love the idea of garrus/thane realizing they have a lot of parallels to eachother and thane seeing a bit of himself in garrus:

Example:

Thane talks about being in battlesleep for 10 years after the death of his wife Irikah where he basically went on a revenge quest and killed everyone involved in her murder. He comes to realize he made a mistake in terms of not staying with Kolyat and ultimately revenge not giving him the fulfillment he needed.

Garrus can be labeled as a man who is going through his own battlesleep after Shepard dies. For 2 years he basically said fuck it and went to omega to “clean up” and seek Justice against the criminals that he couldn’t take down in c-sec. It’s implied that he was devastated after Shepard died no matter if fem/bro shep and then it just snowballs when he’s betrayed by Sidonis. Garrus falls into his own small form of battlesleep given you can’t really talk to him much as Shepard until he tells you about his revenge quest for a loyalty mission.

I like to see the Normandy crew in me2 as a ragtag group of people who come together and become something of a family so they all get to see the ugliest and best sides of eachother and I love the concept thane and garrus would become good friends based off being snipers at first but then relating over the histories they’ve had. Thane is able to relate to Garrus’s seeking of revenge and has a different perspective over it.

Now when you play as Shepard and you go the route of stopping him from killing Sidonis consider that you’re kind of replicating the whole thing that thane went through with Irikah. Irikah stepped in thane’s way to stop him from killing someone and Shepard is doing the same for garrus.

It’s not until after this that Garrus will begin to see things clearer and differently and I love the concept of both thane and garrus realizing they have so much in common. This also can happen if Sidonis is killed. Garrus may be filled with that void of it not really helping him solve anything. He killed him via battlesleep and is barely coming out of it with the help of Shepard and crew.

Another thing is Garrus isn’t a stranger to losing someone close to him because of illness. His mother becoming sick etc has him as one of the only people on the Normandy who would probably know how to care for and make things as relaxing/comfortable for someone going through something similar (thane w his keprals) and like consider them just bonding over this in general.

And last but not least thane and his dry fuckin humor would make him and Garrus really close.

All in all I am a fan of every ship/crackship/rarepair etc because It’s fun to pair characters so i know vakarios isn’t for everyone but hell it makes me happy and lots of possibilities for it so :3 thanks for letting me ramble anon.

[asksidon]

Okok so let’s say that his SO has had a bad day. It is either a bad day at work, issues with friends, or whatever it is for sure is causing them to be in such a bad mood that they snap at Sidon over every minor inconvenience. What would Sidon do to: 1. Get their SO to talk about what is making them anxious, and 2. To make them feel better and relieve some stress.

The plan was to go shield surfing on a big hill a ways out from the Domain. You know Sidon suggested it to get your mind off your stress, but you halfheartedly agreed to go.

Sidon is already carrying both of your shields, while you carry a small backpack with a few things in it - water, elixir, snacks, and a few books just in case you camp out for a while as you tend to do when Sidon is itching to get away. He tried to carry the bag, too, but you wouldn't let him. You swerve away when he moves to try and take it from you. "I've got it," you say more harshly than you meant to.

And so it goes on for the rest of the hike to your destination. After the third time (a branch that tripped you up, causing you to snap at him again when he asked if you were okay), you can tell he is trying hard to hold his tongue. You take a deep breath but say nothing. The closer you wish you could be to him, the farther away you feel. And you don't know how to fix it.

"Maybe it would have been better if we stayed back in the Domain," you say quietly. "I have a lot of things I need to do."

"Not much farther to go," he assures you. "But if you really want to head back, I suppose we can." You can tell by his voice that he is holding back from something. Frustration? Sadness? Probably both. You don't say anything.

"Come." He changes direction for a small plain where you can take the shade under a tree for a while. "I feel like a rest," he says, but you have a feeling he's doing this for your benefit. He would deny it if you challenged him, so all you can do is follow.

You throw your bag down and grudgingly sit on the grass. Sidon pretends not to notice and examines a patch of small purple flowers peeking out of the green. He plucks one and offers it to you. You feel your stubborn exterior crumbling as he begins digging through the bag for the snacks. "Snacks fix anything," he once said, but he is silent now. He seems to understand that maybe you don't want to be fixed. And somehow, that makes you feel better.

As you spin the stem of the small flower in your fingers, the guilt comes. Aside from an occasional sigh, he has not given much indication of his own feelings. But then, he rarely does, even with you. That bothers you sometimes. "I'm sorry," you say. "I know I'm not much company lately."

He pulls an apple from the bag but only looks at it. He sets everything aside as he looks at you. "I don't expect you to entertain me, Y/N. I am an adult . . . most of the time." He smiles. "I can keep myself busy and generally require no supervision. If you ever don't feel like doing something that I suggest, you only have to tell me."

His eyes sparkle as the humor returns to them. You want to joke about the lack of supervision, but you're not quite ready yet. You do find, however, that you feel ready to tell him what's been bothering you. You start from the beginning, tell him everything, and he goes quiet while he listens.

“I know I should have told you all of this earlier,” you finish. “I don’t know why I didn’t. I guess it’s hard to think about. But I’m thinking about it anyway.” You realize you’re rambling and stop, and he places his hand over your own.

“Do you want to go home?” he asks you, but you shake your head. Not because you worry about disappointing him, but after all, you’ve realized you’d rather spend the day with him than be cooped up on your own.

“I’m ready to surf. And I think you do need some supervision,” you tease. “Remember, you ran into that tree last time and stirred up a Bokoblin camp while you were at it.”

He chuckles at the memory, his cheeks coloring faintly. “I had hoped never to be reminded again. Not one of my finer moments.”

“It was adorable, once I was sure you were okay, and after we made quick work of our assailants.” You grin as you stand and pick up your backpack, tucking the tiny flower into one of the pockets. “Let’s go!”

[akiology]

SOULMATES AU W/ AKECHI DHWKBH,LDKH3LCKWHQ,3J

author-chan~ please give me some hc of akechi in soulmates au

or you can post this and have one of ur anons give some cute ideas to send u

>////< pretty plsss

HMMMMMMM i am going to make this as a part of my ramblings series, since this is more of an open discussion or sumn . .therefore theres no structure to this whole post and i apologize </3 but if you want me to make an official headcanons version of this, feel free to send another ask!

NOW FIRST LETS TALK ABOUT HOW THE SOULMATES ARE CONNECTED... i've seen alot of versions of the soulmates trope such as: having a tattoo of the first thing your soulmate says to you, red string trope, seeing colors trope, dreams trope...

personally . . my absolute favorite is the colors one . . . SO I WILL GO WITH THAT FOR MY IDEA

okok but what if. . . WHAT IF . .. the soulmates also passes on to the personas . . . like as i have mentioned before loki has a wife named sigyn.. . . WELL robin hood has a lover named marian so . . . ASDASDASD i am not suggesting s/o to be a wildcard (or to be strictly female, we have characters like brown from p1 having a persona of the opposite gender, and p3 femc having a genderbent orpheus), but im just saying both of akechi's personas technically have a partner so .. . just an interesting thought ehehehehehe

I would like to believe that Goro was a cheerful child, and I feel like he was very excited to see his soulmate. But as life goes on, his view on soulmates altogether soured. Goro has seen how his mother's soulmate treated her, and his scum-of-the-earth father would gladly discard his soulmate just for power, so Goro sees soulmates as a weakness more than anything. He wishes his world to be forever grayscale.

However, as he continues mingling with the leader of the Phantom Thieves, he eventually met everyone else, including you. The first time, it was a speck of color. If he was not paying attention he would have missed it. But he swears he started seeing the color of his coffee for a few seconds, and when he blinked it was gone again. Back to his monochrome world.

And he swears for the first time, he became afraid.

I feel like Goro would put up walls around you, and a door, and some locks, and a gate, and an electric fence. Basically he is just very secretive and evasive when it comes to you. If ever there was a moment where the both of you were left alone, he would quickly shut down any ideas of you starting a conversation. Every time it happens, you were disappointed. Every time he does it, he feels his heart break a little.

When he sees your Persona for the first time... He feels a lot of things. Guilt, anger, sadness... Guilt because you were stuck with him, anger because it felt like the world was making fun of him, and sadness because... he fears he will let you down, or end up like his father sent from hell. Of course, if you gave him a chance, Goro would do his absolutely best. But he feels like his family line is a big jinx, so he decides that for your happiness he will not pursue you.

But you just had to be persistent, huh?

And slowly, the world started becoming colorful. It was like your warmth was seeping through the cracks of his barely-working heart, and he shouldn't want this, but he does. He wants to one day be able to wake up, and the first he sees is your bright smile. He wants to leave work, and you'll stop him on his way out because he forgot his lunch. He wants to go home and hear you greeting him as he puts away his shoes. He wants the late-night talks, the long walks on the park, the cuddle sessions on the couch, the play dates, the jazz dates....

But when has Goro Akechi ever gotten what he wanted?

[silverstream39]

Akito w/ a S/o who has a quiet voice

Characters shown: Akito Shinonome

OKOK!!!! ILL STOP WITH THE QUIET HEADCANONS, JUST THIS ONE TIME!! I got this idea randomly and I don’t wanna miss out on it bc I actually have inspiration.

♪ | Akito

• Being completely honest, he was PROBABLY annoyed at the fact that your voice was really quiet. With him, he’d probably lean in and be like ‘speak up???’

• it’ll most likely take him some time to actually get used to it, but being with Kohane, he already has some experience with people who are quiet

• Don’t totally think of him like I mentioned before tho, it might take him some time to get used to you and not be annoyed, but he genuinely cares about what you wanna say

• Once he actually gets the hang of it, he’d be the type of person to get pissed over someone not being able to hear you or getting mad over it (NO HE DID NOT GET ANNOYED WHEN YOU FIRST MET HIM, TOTALLY!!!)

• Even though you weren’t the type of person he’d really want to talk to at first, he began to grow fond of you the more he talked to you

• He also doesn’t mind leading conversations, trust me, I’m sure he’s had many situations like this before

• Honestly, like before, he didn’t really picture dating someone like as quiet as you were, but now that he is he thinks it’s actually nice. He loves to ramble on about music while you just listen, he really likes it when people care about what he wants to say

• He also notices when you start to warm up to him, he may not bring it up but it’s nice to see that you still wanna be around him when he was a little mean at first

• He also will genuinely hate it if someone forces you to speak up or talk, I mean, MAYBE he did that once or twice, but character development right?? Anyways, he won’t be afraid to punch someone in the face if they do so.. OR.. just tell them to knock it off

• (If he gets too serious you might be the one to Akito knock it off😭)

[collegetennisoriginstory]

OK. UM. first of all, hiiii! <3 ok lemme just gush a lil bit:

1. I LOVE UR FIC OHMYGOD HOLY SHIIIIIIIT

2. god, i don't even have the slightest idea of how tennis works, but this is just so????? like?????? you know. and i kinda get how the play goes?? YOU'RE AN AMAZING WRITER GOSH.

3. i actually remembered most of the characters?? considering there's a lot of em, this is practically a miracle. again, you're goddamn amazing. i dont know how. maybe the pace is great, but definitely THE CHARAS ALL HAVE PERSONALITY/DEPTH??? like, i actually even remembered the side charas!!! mike, thalia, diego, felix, that cool ass girl in that shooting game, etc. umh just perfecto.

4. THE TENNIS MATCHES ALL FEEL SO SATISFYING!!! <3333333 omg. i feel like WUOOOOOH u know. i feel so cool playing a cool talented mc omg im loving it (i play a i-win-everything type of mc becuz im a perfectionist with a fear of failure) the matches me on edge in my seat oh gosh <3 and when u win it somehow just go WOOOOOOOH again!!! AAAAAA<3

5. aw, and of course, my beloved rivals to lovers rayyan <3333 *sigh* the slowburn.... (hes actually my first & only one. i go: ohhh tension!?!? and make a run for it. um, if it's ok to ask, is there a lot of content in the romance area as of now or in the future? like, replayability in terms of romance? im sorry if this is rude, i didnt mean to, i suck at words & i wont ask that again.)

6. FOUND FAMILY YAY! FOUND FAMILY YAY! <33333 (we genuinely lack those in the if community pls.) soulmates w/ sam. ride or die diego. very reluctant ride or die G (imma be honest, his name is just so hard so my head for some reason just go Guacamole 😭). aww tobin u very big cinammon roll ill protect u. shenanigans. & others too many to name honestly.

7. help this is just so good i had to force myself to sleep at 3am for a 7am lecture and i sat in the front rows and i put my head on the table and the fricking professor called me out ohmygod- BUT IT WAS WORTH IT GODDAMN!! ILL DO IT AGAIN IF I HAVE TO! HA! i cant wait for the next update- i'm gonna have this fic in my head for the next week oh pls noooooo. (no pressure tho. u do u author! take ur time!!! ill be here to support u, whoo!)

8.ALL IN ALL, I LOVE IT I LOVE THIS I LOVE EVERYONE I LOVE YOU AUTHOR *runs over & hug you w/ consent* <333333333333

ok. um. that's not it but if i continue it's literally gonna be an essay so i'll stop.

author. i will die for this fic. ahaahahahah. if i may ask, what's ur fav IFs? (i really, really love this one so im kinda hoping maybe u have similar taste in IFs eheh. again, im sorry if this comes as rude or insensitive.) oh uh & if my long rambles bother u, i won't send it again sorry.

<333 okok. take care of urself, dont forget to eat healthy, drink water & good sleep. have a nice day :D

Wait. I think I might have missed replying to this I am so sorry!!! It gave me so so much joy. Maybe I subconsciously did not want it to leave my inbox haha.

1. And 2 -> THANK YOU!

3. Gosh this is such a great thing to hear. There are a looot of characters, and I definitely worry sometimes that it gets to be too much, but I think the IF is getting long enough for me to give enough-ish screentime to each character... though it takes me a while to cycle back to different side characters. I cant believe you remembered the cool ass girl in laser tag! :)

4. AWESOME to hear! 🥰

5. Yup, being a character driven IF, there will be a lot of romance (or friendship) beats / moments in the IF (which is already true now). The next couple of chapters will follow the same mix of sports, school and romance / hanging out, so you should already have a sense of how much romance there'll be (it'll just keep unfolding / developing for each of the RO routes!)

6. Hehe found family is my fave trope to insert in stories as well.

7. Hahaha aww oh no fictional college life is catching up to your real college life!!

8. HUG YOU BACK (with consent)!!🤗🤗

[firstdivisiongirl]

okay im way too shy to say this off anon but ive been highkey lowkey stalking your blog and your vibes??? Immaculate. 100/10. you seem like a very Good and Safe person to be around and i look at some of the stuff you post/write and go ':] heehee this is enjoyable :]]]'

okok stalkerish ramblings aside, i do have a request, if youre comfortable with it!! could you write a ficlet/mini-fic (whatever term you'd like to use theres so many :,3) about a sanji x transmasc!reader?

basically reader is afab and has been dating sanji for a while now, but has just recently come to the realization that they are actually more comfortable/happy being referred to as a man!! obviously, they are scared of what sanjis going to think, especially because hes, well. respectfully, because sanjis Like That. but!!! but eventually they gather the courage to come out and tell him, and then you can write sanjis reaction(s) however you'd like!!! admittedly id like it to be fluffy, but if you want it to be angtsy then feel free to make it so <3<3

okok sorry for the wall of text uhh have a good day and take your time please 💗💞💗

Hi! Thank you so so much! I’m happy you really love my blog and vibes. Don’t feel shy. I’d love to meet you. You can totally DM if you ever want to talk or anything. I’d love to hear from you. This was fun to write and it took me so long because I wanted to make sure it was perfect for such a big fan of mine. I hope you like it and you enjoy this. Can’t wait to hear from you in the future.

The Real Me (Sanji x Trans man reader)

If there was one person you could talk to, it’d be your boyfriend Sanji.  He was the sweetest, even when being sweet to all the other women in the world.  But this time, that was the problem.  Sanji treated women so respectfully, while men not so much.  And you felt more comfortable with being a man than a woman.  You were afraid to tell Sanji this because you were afraid he’d hate you and break up with you.  You wanted to spend the rest of your life with him, but you also wanted to be referred to as a man. Everytime you thought you could tell Sanji, you’d see his face and get nervous.

One day, you decided it was time.  You walked down to the kitchen early that morning.  You looked through the porthole window.  His ocean eyes sparkled with excitement as he stirred ingredients in an old pot or chopped veggies.  The smile on his face reminded you of one of the many reasons you fell in love with him.  You were starting to fear this talk, but you knew you had to.  You bursted in a cold sweat, but walked into the kitchen.  “Oh hello Y/N swan,” Sanji cheerfully said, “what’s my lovely girlfriend doing up and about so early?”

You sighed, “About that Sanji.  I don’t feel comfortable with that.”

Sanji’s face lost all color, “what do you mean?  Are you breaking up with me?  Do you hate me?  Is this mosshead’s fault?”

You grabbed his shoulders trying to get him to breathe.  “No Sanji,” You said nervously, “I love you!  I don’t want to break up at all.  I just don’t feel comfortable as a girl.  I feel more comfortable being called a man.”

Sanji looked at you.  He paused for a second to process everything.  You were getting really scared.  Finally, he smiled.  “Ok.  I understand.  If you prefer being referred to as a man, I’m happy to do so because I love you.  How long have you felt this way?”

You looked down at the ground, “a while.  I just didn’t know how to tell you.”

Sanji caressed your right cheek causing you to look at him.  You saw nothing but love and admiration in his eyes.  “I understand,” he started, “you were nervous.  But I’ll love you no matter if you were a man, woman, fish, whatever.  Just know that you can come to me with anything and I’ll never stop loving you.”  He kissed you softly.  You finally felt at ease.  You helped him finish cooking breakfast.

Everyone started coming into the kitchen ready for breakfast.  When everyone sat down, he got everyone’s attention. “So everyone before we start eating,” he said, grabbing your hand, “I’d like you all to meet my boyfriend, Y/N.”  It was weird for him to introduce you to the crew because they all knew you, but it made sense.  Now, they got to meet the real you.

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