#schoolyears

[haikyu-mp4]

September

word count; 948 – f!reader

Autumn came suddenly, shaking everyone out of summer and sunshine and tucking them into warm coats, scarves and schoolwork. Hardworking students already started making their way to the library to work on whatever subjects they had that semester. Hirugami Sachiro was one of those students and had taken a seat by a table in front of a tall window looking out on the yellowing leaves of a tree. He was what you would call an excellent student, dedicating a lot of his time to school and sometimes even enjoying it.

On this particular day, however, he had a problem with concentrating. Another student sat by the same table, which wouldn’t usually be an issue, but the problem was that this person kept shaking the table by bouncing her leg and harshly erasing half of the things she wrote down. Hirugami didn't have to be a genius to understand your struggle. You looked like the classic stressed student who usually wouldn’t be in there before November. Hirugami has a kind soul, and a soft smile took over his face thinking that at least you were trying. "Tough subject or difficult chapter?" he asked, putting down his pen.

You looked up, startled. Hirugami noted your pretty features before his gaze fell on your notebook. He could barely make out the words. Feeling your cheeks heat up, you subconsciously pressed the back of your cold hand to one of them before chuckling half-heartedly down at the messy notes. "Both, unfortunately," you answered. 

Hirugami moved his bag and scooted his books down the table to sit across from you. "I mean this with the best intentions, but do you need any help? I'm Hirugami," he introduced himself and held out his hand over the table. His calm expression and kind eyes somehow made a few of your worries feel smaller. You almost felt breathless looking at him, but being in no place to turn away help, you shook his hand with a grateful smile.

"Y/n," you said back before letting go of his hand to look over your useless notes again. Teeth chewing on a small piece of skin on your lip, you weren’t quite sure what to say. "I just never know where to start," you admitted, sighing apologetically. He gestured for you to hand over the course book, and you watched as his eyes scanned the first pages almost expertly. The fact of the matter is, you’re not stupid, just prone to getting overwhelmed.

After a minute or two, Hirugami leaned across the table and held up the book so you could read where he pointed. "You can start by reading through one paragraph at a time, then write down in your notebook everything you remember between each. After doing that for about two pages-”

He took a break to look up at you and you quickly nodded to show that you were listening. “Yeah?”

"You can grab a highlighter or something and go over to make sure that you've included all the difficult or important terms. If some are missing, that's no problem. You just have to rewrite, and then you'll hopefully remember it better anyway," Hirugami said, ending the monologue by taking a large breath and looking up expectantly. You were amazed by how he spoke so confidently and perfectly explained every detail.

"It's worth a try. Thanks, Hirugami!" you exclaimed gratefully. The way you said his name and looked so genuinely hopeful made butterflies flutter in his stomach.

"It's no problem, honestly. I'll be here if you need anything. Even a break." His voice went up in tone with the last part. With a warm smile in return before getting to work, you quickly decided that this Hirugami might be onto something.

You and Hirugami spent the rest of the evening in the library, whisper-talking every five minutes about someone doing something annoying or interesting topics in your course books. Eventually, the horizon swallowed the sun and the world turned dark outside the large window.

After several hours of productive studying, you could finally close your books for the day, yawning while Hirugami stretched his back. Looking around, you realised you were almost the only students left in the library.

"Hey, y/n?" Hirugami felt his stomach do flips when you rested your gaze on him. "Maybe we should get some food?" he asked, his voice not quite as confident as when he explained school-related topics. Your lips pursed together in a sympathetic look, and his heart suddenly plummeted.

"Sorry, Hiru. I have to go home now, it's late." Hirugami scratched the back of his head and awkwardly looked away.

"It's fine-" he was about to excuse himself, prepared to probably never talk to you again.

"How about tomorrow?" you asked him casually. He looked up again in surprise and you grinned hopefully.  "We can meet for lunch!"

"It's a date." Hirugami quickly realised his mistake and stuttered a correction. "I-I mean not- not a date. Lunch." You chuckled at the cute man, how could you not? "When?" Nice save, Hirugami told himself, not believing it for one second.

"Noon?"

"Noon is perfect. Perhaps at this one place on the corner by the park?" Hirugami felt his heart beating so quickly that he wondered if you could see it. You were both rolling on the balls of your feet, clutching your books to your chests like a couple of teenagers.

"It's a date," you said and walked away after winking at him confidently, a stupid grin on your face when he couldn't see it anymore. Hirugami’s mouth fell open when he realised what you said, looking after you until you were out the door. A date.

The Schoolyear Series ║ masterlist

taglist: @cottonlemonade

[montrosepretty]

Does anyone know if the ever-encroaching black fog which lurks on the horizon and threatens to subsume all in its wake is like, a bad sign

[kirisclangen]

Zelda

She/her, 65 moons, cis molly

[roach-works]

Hi, I've been following you for a while now and I really like your blog! Today Tumblr showed me a screenshot of the "my name is Olivia" poem because you liked it. The poem makes it sound like the term "cisgender" is somewhat derogatory, am I misunderstanding it?

well, the reason i reblogged that poem (and i suspect why several mutuals did too) was because i found it amusingly naive and self-centered, as well as extremely generic.

see, there's a certain type of immature and sheltered person who also thinks of themself as deep, sensitive, and dignified. when that kind of person is also cisgender and heterosexual, they usually produce a very bad, self-righteous poem in high school about how their feelings and identity have just as much profundity as all the queer freakjobs who are having nasty sex ugly style and not coincidentally writing great poems that fuck hard.

a lot of people who are queer and trans and into poetry have met a lot of olivias.

god bless their clunky little cisgender souls.

[daffietjuh]

Not me getting to that point in my obsession with DBD where I start to write an Old Guard AU with them

[sirensea14]

Another fxking rant art

Warning, eye strain ig

[s-guacamolearts]

Me and the boys on the way to eat all the moss that has grown in a nearby alley

[zoomzooml]

POV: You are about to get mauled by Sharkworm✨

My very first 3d model, still WIP but I'm stuck rn so posting it anyway

Based on my interpretation. It still misses teeth, membrane of wings, webbing on paws and fins' filling (?). I also have to remake it's texture and perhaps upscale it.

Anyway, I'm open to feedback

[asphodelis]

there are two impostors among us

[rederick-ignis]

Birdfolk au . You agree

(ft Handyman by @moonstonecanyon)

[sparkpopz]

WE ARE SO BACK

[haikyu-mp4]

October

word count; 726 – f!reader

While it was hard to adjust after summer vacation, Tendo Satori finally found his way to the library after a month or two in school. As usual, he had a coffee in hand and sat at the first free table. Surprisingly, it was unoccupied except for a woman Tendo could not remember seeing before. You looked up when he pulled the chair out, and the two of you smiled at each other before getting to work on different subjects. He would have remembered seeing you before.

This process repeated itself twice a week. Either you or Tendo would get there first, and then the other one would magically follow. You would smile at each other, perhaps a little warmer each time, and sit down to work in silence. Two or three weeks later, Tendo was standing in line at the coffee shop, and his mind went to you with your sweet smile. He wondered what your name was. Without overthinking it, he ordered two coffees instead of his usual and walked to the library.

There you were, beautiful as always with the tall window behind you making for a gorgeous backdrop. When he placed the other coffee before you, curious eyes shone back at him. "That's for me? How much do I owe you?" He held his hand up.

"It's on me. I'm Tendo, by the way." His voice and words sent butterflies flying in your tummy, and you felt like you already knew his name in your heart. "Call me Satori."

"Oh, thank you! I'm y/n." Instead of arguing about the money, you grinned at Tendo and planned how to pay him back the next time you were there. That day the air between you two was just a little sweeter. Now you know each other's names. Occasionally, your feet bumped under the table, and you would chuckle with rosy cheeks.

Two days later, Tendo was disappointed that his favourite table was empty when he arrived with the two coffees. The smile on his face fell, and he pondered where you could be. Oh, well. Maybe I just came first again. It was usually the other way around and he didn't want the coffee to get cold.

The world answered his silent prayers, and you sat down across from him only a minute later. A smile crept back onto Tendo’s face as you tried to catch your breath. What caught his attention was the paper bag in your hand, containing what looked like two chocolate croissants. You traded the snack and coffee with broad smiles before getting to work on your separate subjects.

A note slid across the table when you got to the last page of the chapter you were on. Ignoring the temptation to glance up at the delivery guy, you picked it up and bit your lip lightly in anticipation.

I'm reading a book about anti-gravity. It's impossible to put down! A chuckle built up in your chest, begging to be let out, and you finally looked up to see the comedian laughing silently at his joke. He was also holding his book up in his arms for effect. You squeezed your eyes shut and acted like his joke was so horrible you had to laugh. Tendo’s face was scrunched up in laughter, trying to avoid making too much sound.

You picked up your pen and wrote underneath Tendo’s messy handwriting before returning it to him. What do you call an elephant that doesn't matter? An irrelephant.

Tendo snorted before collecting himself. He was laughing with an open mouth, but no sound came out and watching it made you laugh too. The joke was so funny to him; somehow it just made you even more attractive. What a duo you were about to become.

"Y/n." You jumped at the sudden call of your name and looked up at Tendo with questioning eyes. "Will you go to the stage cafe with me tomorrow?" he proposed confidently, trying his best to hide how nervous he was about your possible rejection. You had exchanged bad jokes for hours, and he desperately wanted to talk to you without whispering.

"Tempting." You squinted at him playfully after collecting yourself from the scare. "What's in it for me?"

"More time with me, of course," he answered, keeping up the confident act.

"Sounds like my lucky day."

The Schoolyear Series ║ masterlist

[techramonic]

hallelujah to whoever sorted out the subjects for senior year bc there's no maths and a whole lot of writing. WE UP

[shimyereh]

Done with my fourth semester of grad school!

[blee-bleep]

finished catching up w the anime. got a headache.

i also have a buncha papers i need to find and review cuz finals is coming. horrible.

[sobredunia]

we're doing pixel art in class now and i am SO ON MY FUCKING ELEMENT BAYBEYYY FINALLY SOMETHING I'M ACTUALLY GOOD AT AND CAN HAVE FUN DOING

here are the actual sizes + an alt version of the tea i had to do bc i realised when i was almost done that i didn't follow the specific guidelines F

minecraft hire me

@rottenkadaver @sansxfuckyou @blackfright @beetroot-merchant @ashs-hellhole @h3xt0r @bree-sae @helloidkwhatimdoing-0 @zecrisketch