#so flattering LOL but overwhelming

[tshifty]

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[mysticbeaver]

Thinking of @t-allyitup 's kevrolf fanart, I wonder if Rolf were to find out Kevin's crush on him, how would he react. Or if Kevin were to spit it out, I'm guessing it would be lost in translation ("what do you mean you will crush Rolf??? 😡") and then Kevin has to awkwardly explain with other words

[rosylix]

dont pressure yourself too much, take breaks and remember to eat and drink enough 🫶🏻

i cannot wait to read pt 3, i am 100% sure it will be worth the wait!!!

-yellow anon 💛🍯

yellow anonnnnn o(T□T)o thank you sm! it's definitely something i'm happy to be doing again just for my own intrinsic joy but thank you this is really sweet 💛💛 ilysm

[darkbluekies]

Now that you mentioned drunk Silas, I would like to know what would happen if he came home drunk, lol

And I really like your work

Like literally to die for

Drunk off of you

mafia!yandere OC x fem!reader

Summary: Silas comes home drunk and has a need for you

Warnings: nsfw, possessive behavior

Word count: 0.8k

A/N: my very first sexual scene that I managed to complete!! I really liked it but I'm very nervous to show it so don't be surprised if I become a coward and take it down later</3

Silas fumbles through the door late at night. He grunts sluggishly. You wake up when he accidentally drops his keys on the floor. Quickly, you sit up and look at his dark shadow. 

“Oh, sorry”, he mumbles drunkenly. “Didn’t mean to wake you up.”

“Where have you been?” you ask quietly. 

“Nowhere, don’t worry about it, darling.” 

You know better than to ask questions about his whereabouts. You should consider yourself lucky that he isn’t covered in blood as usual.

He drags himself over to the bed and lies on top of your legs, hugging them. Silas presses his cheek against your knees while sighing out. By the way his fingertips dig into the covers, you can already tell just what type of drunk he is tonight. 

“Touch me”, he mumbles with his eyes closed. “Run your fingers through my hair.”

You listen. Carefully, you touch his black strands and let your fingers massage his scalp. Silas breathes out and relaxes. He snuggles closer to your legs and smile. 

“I love you”, he whispers. 

You can’t bring yourself to say it back. Telling a mafia leader that you love him will lock you into a prison you will never get out of, you know that. Better to keep those words to yourself … for now. Instead, you touch his hair again, which seem to be the only answer he needs. Silas opens his dark eyes and looks up at your face. The lustful sparkle makes you gulp. You damn the butterflies that hatch in your stomach. 

“I want you”, he says calmly, surely. “I want to feel you.”

You don’t answer. If you do, you��ll start to babble. Silas lifts himself up and crawls closer to you, until you can feel his whiskey-filled breath on your face. He glances down at your lips before meeting your eyes. The way his black eyes burn with lust intrigue you. 

“Will you let me?” he asks softly. 

You nod. Silas doesn’t waste a second before pressing his lips to yours. He breathes in your air until your lungs burn. His tongue corrupts your mouth with a taste of expensive whiskey. You can feel his fingers dig into the side of your throat and jaw. He wants you closer.

Silas’s every movement is careful — as careful as a wasted person can manage. Your bare body press against his much warmer. Silas wraps his muscular arms around your waist, holding you close. He wants you pressed up against him — be one with him. 

“Doing okay?” he breathes out and pulls back to look at you. 

You nod. Silas smiles lazily and dives into you. For a moment you’re certain that you can see sounds and hear colors. Suddenly you can feel every single fiber in your body. You hide your face down in Silas’s shoulder, trying to come back to reality. Silas chuckles and runs his hand down your back. 

“You flatter me, darling”, he smirks. “Do you need a moment?”

You nod against his shoulder, feeling more flustered than you’ve ever been. Silas laughs lovingly and kisses your cheek. You can feel how he draws circles on your back while whispering sweet affirmations in your ear. 

He takes your hands as he starts to move, squeezing them harshly. You're not sure if he does it to soothe you or himself. In reality, he feels as overwhelmed as you. There's nothing he likes more than to be filled with you. You, you and only you. His darling. His sweetheart. His reason to live. His. Silas loves to call you his. You're his and no one else's, will never ever be. He's the only one allowed to be inside of you, and the very thought of it makes his brain jump. He wants to show you off and brag to the world and at the same time keep you all to himself. 

You don’t know what to do with your body, you can’t control it. Silas grabs your hands and holds them above you in an attempt to stretch you out and keep you on the mattress.

“Feeling good?” he whispers in your ear and you nod quickly. “Good.”

He continues to talk and talk and talk, until his words turn darker and darker. From sweet nothings like ‘you’re the best thing that has ever happened to me’, ‘you’re doing so good’ to husky promises of ‘I will never let you go’ and ‘you’re mine only’. The more the alcohol leaves his body, the drunkness of you enters — and that’s much more dangerous than any kind of drug. Despite his words turning more and more possessive, his body language stays the same.

Maybe that’s why you can’t seem to hate him. Despite his actions, he will always be sweet to you. But even if he wasn’t, he said it himself: he will never let you go, you’re his only.

[ddarker-dreams]

hello! do you have any other reader pining for chrollo (just a little bit) thoughts?? i legit feel like i miss chrollo but like…your chrollo and the way you write him specifically. LOL. i love your writing! i know you’re busy so even if you can’t get to this, i hope you’re having a great week!

I MISS CHROLLO TOO why must capitalism force me to perform labor ... a true injustice ... 😡😡😡

chrollo possesses charisma in its purest form. he needn't be flashy about it, no, the silent allure is a hallmark of his charm. this ease at winning others over sets him apart from the most seasoned politician. when you speak, it's like he'd silence the rest of humanity if not only to hear you better. this dedication is intense, teetering the fine line between flattering and unsettling. you believe he knows no other way to convey love. he wants it to be overwhelming, leaving you breathless, so you mistake the asphyxiation for euphoria and not an imminent demise.

recognizing this trait is a testament to your acumen. you wonder why he pursues you as if you're always at risk of falling through his fingers. it can be felt in the little, inconsequential moments, like when a fresh pot of coffee brews in the morning. he watches how you place your mugs side by side. how you measure out his creamer, then yours, making adjustments until it's just so. these simple gestures bewitch him. they make his espresso taste less bitter and his accompanying strawberry danish all the more sweet.

you wrestle with these observations. if you're looking at it too close, or not close enough. eventually, the simplest explanation makes the best case. you, like so many others, forgot that despite his namesake, he's no fallen angel or celestial being. he wants so desperately to maintain your affection and fears a day will come when he no longer will. prior to you, if he failed in one of his endeavors, it wasn't earth-shattering. maybe he didn't read the room right, or made the wrong call. he isn't infallible, it happens, and not every curio he seeks ends up in his possession.

there'd always be another heist; there might not always be another chance with you.

any good criminal establishes contingencies for unknowable variables down the line. maintaining ownership of your heart might be his greatest job yet. there will always be a part of him that can't fully relax, lest his complacency act as the catalyst for his end. this devotion is yours.

on one of those aforementioned mornings, when handing him his mug, his fingers brush over yours. instead of relinquishing your hold, your grasp tightens.

"so..." you trail off, already beginning to regret this boldness yet determined to see it through, "just so you know... you don't always have to try so hard."

chrollo might not acknowledge it outright, but the ease in which he smiles when taking his first sip says plenty.

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

Could we have main 10 with a kid who surprises their dad by writing about them being the kid's hero for a school assignment or something?

Undertale Sans - Aw. Sans cares a hell lot than what people think and never asks the same for other because he thinks he doesn't desserve this. It's like getting hit by a car honestly, he didn't expect that from his child and maybe he can authorizes himself to cry a little for once. It actually feels nice to have someone showing him unconditional love for once.

Undertale Papyrus - Honestly, no one can hear anything during the presentation because of Papyrus' loud sniffing in the background lol. He's really trying his best to stay cool but the more his kid is going, the harder it gets. Undyne is kinda playing moral support, mainly trying to make him shut up because her kid is supposed to talk next and now she's terrified she will break down like Papyrus lmao.

Underswap Sans - He knows it's not very fair of him to be flattered as he never really wanted that child in the first place. He feels guilty he was never there, almost always working, and that their child still doesn't care and sees him as a model. He wants to be better for them, but it's hard to accept he's actually a good dad when he told himself he's terrible for so long.

Underswap Papyrus - Honey is a mess lol. He doesn't see clear anymore because of how much he cried and his kid's presentation is still not over. He's not sure he's going to be able to see the whole thing, he swears he's going to break down completely in a few seconds and just bursts in loud sobs. That's kinda the best gift his kid could give him. He's just a little too overwhelmed at the moment to appreciate it entirely. That's his baby on the stage and he's so so proud of them.

Underfell Sans - He doesn't know what to feel about this. It's touching, but... It feels wrong. He's not a good guy, he did a hell lot of mistakes in his life, he let monsters stepped on him a good part of his life and he doesn't fully understand how his child can see him like a hero. He's just weak. He smiles to his child, but his smile doesn't quite reach his eyes. Time passes but he still has a lot of insecurities. He's still happy at least one person doesn't see him like a total loser.

Underfell Papyrus - He's so damn proud right now. It's Edge longest dream to be a hero, and ok, he maybe failed to be that Underground because the Royal Guard was not exactly like he imagined it was, but he at least is a hero for someone. He's going to cherish that little letter for a very long time. He can't even tell his child how much it's important to him. He guesses he moved on for good of all the suffering Underground, now it's time to finally accept he's not that bad.

Horrortale Sans - He puts the small letter in his notebook so he can never forget it. Oak doesn't know what he did to desserve a child like this, but it's for sure nice. He is finally under the impression he's moving on, despite all the guilt and the hard years that followed his arrival on the Surface. He's just glad he can be a normal father despite all his traumas and weird behaviours. He's proud of his kid, and maybe a litte proud of himself for getting better. Hopefully, he's going to be fine.

Horrortale Papyrus - Willow is not ok. He was not ready to be absolutely destroyed by his child who somehow managed to hit him in each and every of his vulnerabilities. It's still hard to accept he's a good dad after everything he did, and how bad his health is, but here he is, his child reading a list of all the nice things they think of him and he can't take it. He can't stop thinking that if he didn't live through what happened Underground, he would have feel very good to be loved that much. But it's just bittersweet. He doesn't desserve any of this. He's glad he taught his kid to see the best in anyone, but he never thought that could comes back to his face some day. He's happy, and embarrassed, and sad, and happy. He's so lost right now.

Swapfell Sans - That's a beautiful revenge. He's looking Toriel in the eyes as his kid says he's the best dad ever and all the nice thing he did for them. Toriel tried all she could to make him drop that child and his S/O, sending monsters to his door, and then, when he didn't work, she tried to convince him he would be a terrible dad, that his child would hate him when they see he's just a cold blood killer. And all of this because he refused to be her heir. Nox can't stop smiling. He doubted, he even almost believed her at one point, but here he is. He's his kid's hero, and there's nothing the Queen can do to change that. He didn't messed up this time. And soon enough, the Queen will have to accept he's not scared of her anymore and to let him go. He's not a soldier anymore, he's a father. He won.

Swapfell Papyrus - ... He reads the letter a second time, really suspicious. Ok, what's the deal? You want something? You broke something and you need him to cover up in front of his S/O? You can say it you know, he won't get mad. Sure, his ego will hurt for a little while, but he understands. But when his kid says it's genuine, actually, Rus is just a little in shock. Uh... You know he's not a model, right? He's a loser and he messes up all the time. What do you mean he's your hero? He's no one's hero. You had the wrong guy. Rus doesn't know what to say. He's so used to people faking loving him that he struggles to believe it. He cries a bit that night, thinking about all this. Shit, someone actually cares for him and it's real. He's so confused.

Fellswap Gold Sans - Please go on, continue. The more flattering you are, the better. Wine obviously knows he is the best, and the fact his child is confirming it makes things a lot much better! You swear you heard something that vaguely sound like a purr, but he quickly hides it so you can't tell. Wine loves when people say nice things about him, and especially his family. It's good for his huge ego and it feels nice. It changes. Maybe he should make more children so it happens more often.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - He was a little sad because all of this sounded like a praise to Uncle Wine and he thought you chose him as his family hero. So when you end your speech saying all of this is your dad, he is in complete shock. He's paralyzed, his brain not able to process what just happened. What do you mean it's him? That's not him. He's not that special. He's barely able to work as his own being. Coffee is a bit overwhelmed, and runs on stage to hug his child. For once, he doesn't care everyone is looking at him (for now at least, thanks adrenaline), he's just so happy. No one told him he was special, except Wine, but it was always to justify his bad actions. So it feels nice to have someone considering special for once. He doesn't want to let go. He loves you too.

[p0ssywhippedcream]

Hey girlll, it’s me again (at this point file a restraining order LMFAO😭) I quite literally had this idea right now- Zuko, Katara, and Reader (if you need to choose then waterbender?), are fighting Azula together, and reader takes the hit of lightning form Azula instea of Zuko to protect him (they have like A HUGE mutual pining too rn lol).

Later when they won and are at the palace, he visits her and says he wants to talk, and he says he was super scared and wouldn’t know how to live without her and confesses, and she says yes and says similar stuff and like they start dating.

THANK YOU SOO MUCH FOR YOUR WRITINGGGG- TAKE ALL THE TIME YOU NEED, JET LAG SUCKS DUDE, I SLEPT FOR LITERALLY 20 HOURS STRAIGHT ONE TIME LMAO. LOVE YOU GIRLLLL<333

"I'm okay, I swear!" You put your hand over his and it flexes on the bed, "I just need to rest, most of it was deflected by my water bending."

Zuko's thumb crawls out from underneath your palm and gently rubs the top of your hand, "But not all. You- you got hit by lightning, Y/n. You could have died."

You grunt as you shift on the bed, the bandages around your stomach preventing a fully comfortable position. "Yes, but I didn't. You don't have to worry, Zu, I'm not going anywhere."

And something about the way the light from the candle beside your bed catches your expression, casting such beautiful shadows on your reassuring smile, compels a heart-wrenching feeling inside Zuko. He needs you to know, in case he doesn't get a chance to say it again and because his overwhelming gratitude for your kindness towards him needs him to repay your pain with something almost as difficult to do.

"Y/n," He starts and despite the nerves, keeps his fiery gaze locked onto yours, "I- I can't lose you. I wouldn't know what to do."

You're a little taken aback, a rosy blush dancing with the firelight across your cheeks but you remain with that comforting smile of yours, "You'd keep being the good person you are, keep loving."

"I don't know if I could," He confesses with a small shiver down his spine knowing all he can tell you is the truth, "I don't think I can be a person at all without you. I can't live without you."

Your eyes widen, easy grin flattering and Zuko knows that rejection is coming, braces for it like he's in the presence of his father again until your soft hand is pulling his face closer and you're kissing him. You're kissing him slow and gentle, like leaves in a summer breeze but its your lips and it drives him crazy all the same. He presses a little more, molding his mouth against yours when a rushed exhale leaves your nose and he remembers your wound.

He pulls out of your reach, clutching the hand that drew him in as he checks your tummy and makes sure you're alright.

"Zuko," It comes out breathless and accompanied by a laugh, "I'd be more alright if you kiss me again."

So he does. A couple more times actually. And when you ask him to lay next to you in the bed as you sleep, no matter how red the idea makes him, he blows out the candle and tucks you in anyway. He watches your eyelashes flutter as little snores leave the lips that left him speechless and knows that he gets to watch you breathe in and breathe out, everyday for the rest of his life.

He wants to kiss your forehead but you're a light sleeper from your time with the Gaang so instead, he opts to kiss you tomorrow. And the tomorrow after that, and the one after that too. And he gets to kiss you and hold you and watch you breathe for the rest of his life, knowing how deep the love of yours goes as he traces a lighting bolt into the sheet beneath him.

[k-nayee]

Love Struck BNHA i

wc: 3.6k a/n: i know, i know. i just keep getting inspired by songs.😩 Song Inspiration: Someone New by Hozier; recommend you listen while reading!!

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It was the aftermath of the internships and Class 1-A, for once, had a moment to breathe.

Everyone was a little on edge after everything that had happened recently, but they were slowly getting back to their routines.

Just as the class was settling down the door to their classroom slid open with an ominous creak.

Aizawa stood at the threshold, his tired eyes surveying the room.

"It has come to my attention we have a new transfer student. And yes I've just found out today after being called to Nezu's, so don't ask any questions cause I'm just as lost as you." he mutters darkly before pausing for a moment. "Just forewarning: she might be...a little overwhelming."

Before they could even process what that meant a dramatic voice pierces the air from just outside the door.

"There you are my rugged, handsome man! Did you miss me? Because I missed you!"

Everyone blinked in confusion as they turned their heads toward the door.

What the hell was this? Aizawa handsome? Whoever was saying that was clearly laying it on thick.

The Underground Hero's face dropped from pure exhaustion. Without a word, he reach his arm back outside the door and gently pulled.

You stumbled into the room with a giggle, clinging to Aizawa's arm like an affectionate schoolgirl.

The class stared slack-jawed.

You were gorgeous; pink curls with pink eyes to match and a shape that made every set of eyes (except Aizawa lol) widen.

"Sensei," you teased with a flutter of your lashes, "don't act so grumpy. I know you missed me."

Your body  was practically draped over their teacher as you gazed up at him with starry eyes.

"Just...get inside," Aizawa muttered, trying to shake you off as he dragged you further into the room. But you didn't seem to notice.

Then it happened—you turned your head and, for the first time, laid eyes on the entire 1-A.

Your smile faded for just a heartbeat as your eyes widened, taking in the sight of all the students staring back at you.

It was a strange silence as your gaze darted from one face to another like they were the most fascinating thing you'd ever seen.

"So many pretty faces," you murmured to yourself in awe.

Your voice dropped into a dreamy tone and your eyes sparkled like you had just found a room full of treasures.

Without warning you gasped loudly and covered your mouth in mock surprise. "Are you kidding me?! No one told me Class 1-A was full of such cuties! Aizawa-sensei you should have warned me!"

"I don't know where to start...Everyone here is so—" Your breath hitched as your eyes gleamed with pure admiration. "Beautiful."

The class was now fully immersed in your presence; half-flattered while the other half-in shock.

Pink tinges of embarrassment began to blossom on cheeks around the room.

Izuku's eyes widened in panic as he caught your gaze causing his freckles to glow a deeper red.

Momo blinked rapidly, unsure how to react to such blatant adoration.

Even Todoroki who is usually unbothered by attention, seemed slightly uncomfortable under your puppy-eyed gaze.

"I... I don't understand what's happening," Iida muttered from the back as he adjusted his glasses in confusion.

They had no idea how to respond to this, especially with the way you were looking at them—made it feel like you were falling in love with each of them on the spot.

And then came the scream.

"My Goddess!"

All heads whipped around to see Mineta launch himself from his desk, hearts practically bursting from his eyes.

He sprinted across the room with an intensity that caught everyone off guard; his arms outstretched and drool already dribbling from his mouth.

"M-my Queen! My radiant, beautiful Queen has arrived!"

Some of the class immediately moved to stop him—Kirishima started forward, Bakugo cracked his knuckles in annoyance, even Aizawa lifted a hand as if preparing to pull Mineta back.

But before anyone could stop him you did something no one expected: you dropped to your knees with arms open.

"My lil grape juice!"

To everyone's utter disbelief you caught Mineta in a massive hug and bury his face into your chest without a second thought.

He lets out a muffled squeal of pure ecstasy before melting into your embrace, wriggling with joy as if he had ascended to some higher plane of existence.

Kaminari looked between you and Mineta in disbelief. "Wait—what?!"

"We were childhood besties," you announced proudly, arms still wrapped tightly around Mineta. "Oh I've missed you so much my lil grape juice. Isn't he just the cutest?! I could just drink you up!"

"I volunteer as tribute!" Mineta wailed in joy, earning a few groans from the class.

Kirishima gave a small, hesitant laugh, scratching the back of his head. "I...didn't see that coming."

Iida's hand shot into the air. "Aizawa-sensei! I don't believe this is appropriate behavior between students, especially on school grounds!"

Visibly exhausted and rubbing his temples, Aizawa finally pried you off Mineta (sending the perverted boy back to his seat) with a deadpan look. "Enough. Get on with the introduction."

Giving a playful pout you obey and turn back to the class with a wink that sent another wave of blushing throughout the room. "My name is ____, but you can can me yours if you want! I like nice walks on the beach, dancing to slow music, hmm what else..."

"Alright that's enough," he muttered already done with you. "Take your seat. Let's get started."

You nod with a mock salute before heading toward the nearest empty chair. 

As you sat down, you rested your chin in your hand and cast one last look around the room.

Every face was so unique, so fascinating, so adorable.

You bit your lip, already falling a little bit in love with each and every one of them.

This was going to be fun.

.*.·:·.☽✧✧☾.·:·.*

The lunch bell rang and before any of the students had a chance to approach you, Mineta grabbed your hand and dragged you toward the cafeteria. "Come on my Goddess! Let me treat you!"

You couldn't help but laugh, your usual dramatic flair momentarily replaced by genuine fondness as you followed along, letting him lead the way.

Mineta was positively glowing with pride and excitement.

The other students gave you both curious glances as they passed by, but Mineta didn't seem to care—he was too wrapped up in the joy of showing you off.

The entire cafeteria had their eyes on you the moment you entered anyway, and you were perfectly fine with that.

In fact, you thrived on it.

He wasted no time, quickly spotting an empty table near the window and practically launching himself into a chair before you.

Or, rather, onto your lap.

Mineta climbed onto your thighs as if this was the most natural thing in the world, beaming like a child on their birthday.

He gazed up at you with those large, adoring eyes that made you chuckle softly.

"Ah, perfect," Mineta sighed dreamily as you adjusted him to sit more comfortably on your lap. "This is how it should always be."

"Well I did miss pampering you," you teased, grabbing a fork and scooping a bite of food toward his mouth.

His eyes sparkled with glee and opened wide like an eager little bird.

As you fed him, you couldn't help but coo at the sight—this tiny ball of energy content and blissed out in your lap, soaking up the attention as if he were royalty.

And, to him, maybe he was.

His head was resting against your chest, legs dangling over yours. And every time you raised another bite of food to his lips, he'd wiggle in delight.

"You have no idea how much I've missed this," Mineta practically moaned after swallowing another bite. "A total babe, feeding me? This is the life."

"Oh I bet it is," you purr with a playful wink, offering him another forkful, which he accepted with hearts practically radiating from his eyes.

It was a scene straight out of some kind of bizarre fanfiction, and you could practically feel the bewildered stares from all around the room.

Some of the girls were openly gaping while a few of the boys exchanged envious, disbelieving looks.

You were blissfully unaware of the reactions, too focused on Mineta's adorable expressions as you continued feeding him.

Each bite was accompanied by exaggerated praise from him, his words flowing with all the enthusiasm of someone in absolute heaven.

"Oh, I love when you feed me ____! This is the best thing ever!" Mineta exclaimed between bites, cuddling closer to you.

You chuckled softly. "You really know how to flatter me Minoru."

Just as you were about to feed him another bite, the cafeteria doors swung open.

You glanced up from Mineta to see a familiar group of students approaching and instantly brightened.

They approached curiously, finding the dynamic between you and Mineta a little off-putting.

It wasn't every day that someone gave Mineta such doting attention after all.

"Yo," Kaminari greeted with his usual carefree grin, casually waving a hand as he led the group closer to your table.

Mina, Sero, and Kirishima flanked him—and just behind was Bakugo with his usual scowl as if he'd rather be anywhere else.

He was pointedly not looking directly at you, as if avoiding eye contact would make this interaction shorter.

"Wow! So it's true," Mina's pink eyes gleamed with amusement as she took in the sight of Mineta on your lap. "You really do spoil him."

"Like a King," you say with a playful wink, offering Mineta another bite of food.

He accepted it with a dreamy sigh, practically melting further into your arms.

Kirishima scratched the back of his neck, laughing awkwardly. "Man this is...different. I mean, I've seen a lot, but this—"

"I know right?" Kaminari snickered. "No wonder Grape Juice has been so hyped about you coming here. He's practically living the dream!"

Sero nodded, shooting a teasing look at Mineta. "Gotta admit, I'm kinda impressed. Didn't think you'd actually manage to convince someone to—"

"We're childhood friends!" Mineta interrupted, puffing out his chest with pride as if this fact somehow made him the luckiest guy alive. "We go way back. She's always been this amazing!"

You chuckled, ruffling his hair affectionately before turning your attention to the rest of the group.

"Well, don't just stand there! Come on, come on!" You waved them over, gesturing to the empty seats at the table. "I've been dying to meet all of you."

Kaminari slid into a seat next to you without hesitation while Mina plopped down across the table, her smile widening as she rested her chin on her hands.

Kirishima sat beside Mina, though he was still laughing awkwardly at the whole scene while Sero casually took a seat on your other side.

Bakugo, meanwhile, remained standing. His arms were crossed as he glared down at the table, clearly not interested in participating in whatever this was.

You, however, weren't about to let him off the hook so easily.

"I've heard so much about you all," your eyes shined as you leaned in slightly, making sure to make eye contact with each of them. "I watched the Sports Festival, and I have to say...I fell for all of you."

Mina blinked in surprise and Sero nearly fell out his seat.

Even Kirishima looked momentarily flustered by your bold statement.

"Wait, all of us?" Kaminari asked, voice rising slightly in hope and disbelief.

You nodded vigorously, placing a hand over your heart. "Every. Single. One. I just couldn't resist. I was swooning the whole time."

Mina broke into a fit of giggles. "Oh my God you're too much!"

Kirishima  flushed red, rubbing the back of his neck with a sharp sheepish grin. "I-I don't even know what to say to that."

Sero snickered as he leaned back in his seat. "Well you've got good taste that's for sure."

Bakugo, on the other hand, bristled visibly.

His scowl deepened as he shot you a sharp glare, crimson eyes narrowing in disbelief. "What kind of dumbass falls for everyone?!"

You turn your attention to the explosive blond.

"Oh don't worry Kacchan," you coo, leaning forward ever so slightly, "I fell for you hard during that explosion. So powerful, so fierce. It was kinda hot."

Bakugo's cheeks tinted the faintest shade of pink and he immediately averted his eyes, scowling harder as if willing the embarrassment away.

 "You're annoying," he growled under his breath, though the redness in his face betrayed his words.

Kaminari laughed so hard he nearly fell out of his chair. "Bro she's got you blushing!"

Mina was already snapping photos with her phone, giggling uncontrollably. "Oh this is too good!"

Sero grinned elbowing Kirishima. "Looks like Bakugo's not immune either."

"Shut the hell up!" Bakugo barked with fists clenched at his sides, the pink flush deepening. "I'm not—"

"Oh don't be shy," you flutter your lashes at him teasingly. "It's okay to take a compliment you know. You deserve it, don't you my strong dynamightie~"

"Shut up!" he snapped again, his voice a little too loud causing a few heads to turn in your direction. 

You couldn't help but laugh at his reaction thoroughly enjoying how easily you had gotten under his skin.

But your attention shifted just as quickly as it had landed on the temperamental teen.

You turned to Mina with a sly grin.

"And you?" you say, leaning forward slightly. "That pink skin? The wild hair? You're absolutely stunning. I'm already obsessed."

"Okay stop! You're gonna make me  blush!" She flushed, flipping her hair back with dramatic flair. "

Sero snickered, elbowing Kirishima who was still looking a little red. "She's gonna make us all blush at this rate."

"What can I say? I like what I like." You catch the red-head's gaze, sending him a soft approving look that only made him blush harder.

"Well," Kirishima his smile widened, "welcome to the class 1-A ____. I think you're gonna fit in just fine."

You grinned, leaning back in your seat with Mineta still draped over your lap. "Oh I know I will."

.*.·:·.☽✧✧☾.·:·.*

The post-lunch lull settled over Class 1-A, though the air still buzzed with curiosity.

And although it wasn't technically a free period, Aizawa had disappeared somewhere (likely to mentally prepare himself for handling your presence again).

This gave them a little time to breathe—and for some of the more curious students, time to finally approach you.

You had (unsurprisingly) garnered quite a bit of attention with your earlier theatrics in class and during lunch.

That and the fact that Mineta claimed you as his childhood bestie only added to the intrigue.

Sitting comfortably at your desk humming a tune while casually twirling a strand of pink hair between your fingers, you notice the cautious approach of a small group of students—Izuku, Uraraka, Iida, and Asui.

You smiled to yourself. They were all so adorable in their own unique ways.

Izuku was the first to speak up, his voice wavering slightly as he rubbed the back of his neck in nervousness. "Uh, h-hey, ____. We...well, we had a few questions."

You tilted your head curiously. "Questions? How mysterious."

Caught off guard by the way your eyes gleamed with amusement, Izuku  quickly fumble with his words as he continued. "W-well, we were just wondering...about your quirk."

Ah the classic question. You had expected this sooner or later.

You watch him with lidded eyes you lean forward just slightly, resting your chin in your hand.

"Oh?" you purred, voice dripping with amusement. "You want to know about my quirk?"

Izuku blinked, a hint of pink already blooming on his freckled cheeks. "Uh, yeah," he stammered, his grip on the notebook tightening. "I-It'd be really helpful to—"

"Well," you interrupted, leaning in even closer, until your face was just a breath away from his, heart-shaped pupils shimmering playfully.

Izuku stiffened instantly, his blush deepening. "I might tell you...but only if I get a little kiss out of it."

For a moment the world seemed to stop. Izuku's eyes widened in pure, unfiltered shock as his face immediately turned into an intense shade of crimson.

"A-a k-kiss?!" he sputtered, his voice pitching up several octaves as his brain scrambled to process what you'd just said.

You hummed softly, leaning in so close that your lips were barely brushing the corner of his mouth.

"Just a little one," you teased, your breath warm against his skin. "Come on, Midoriya-chan...What's the harm?"

The effect was immediate; Izuku's brain completely short-circuited and his knees buckled.

He swayed on the spot, face a deep burning red as his vision swam.

"W-wait—" he mumbled before his legs gave out beneath him and he collapsed, fainting right into Iida's waiting arms.

"Midoriya!" Iida cried, catching him just in time and carefully lowering him into a chair. "Are you alright?!"

Izuku's eyes fluttered weakly, his face still bright red as he mumbled incoherently.

Uraraka, who had been watching the scene, looked utterly floored.

 Her wide brown eyes darted between you and Izuku's limp form as her cheeks flushed with a mixture of surprise and something else—something that felt a lot like...jealousy.

"H-Hey! That wasn't fair!" she blurted out, her voice a little louder than she intended. "You can't just—just—"

You straightened up. "Oh? You sound upset."

"Are you..." Standing up from your seat with a graceful motion you step toward her with a smirk. "...perhaps jealous?"

"J-jealous?!" Uraraka stammers, her face turning an even deeper shade of red. "N-no! I'm not—I mean, I—"

You reached out and gently took her hand in yours, lifting it slowly to your lips.

"It's okay," your voice soft and almost affectionate. "You could always take his place you know."

Uraraka's eyes widened, her heart practically leaping out of her chest as you leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her fingertips.

The room seemed to tilt for a moment, and all she could do was stand there frozen in place as your lips lingered on her skin.

"What do you say?" you whispered, your eyes gleaming as you raised an eyebrow suggestively.

Uraraka blinked rapidly as her mind tried to process what was happening.

For a brief dizzying moment she felt like she might actually pass out. Her lips parted as if to respond, but no words came out.

Finally, you let out a soft amused laugh and press a kiss on her cheek.

The look of pure shock that crossed her face was priceless.

She stared at you speechless as if she couldn't quite believe what had just happened.

You gave her a fond smile, your tone softening. "I couldn't help it," you teased gently. "You're just too pretty."

It was around this moment that Izuku stirred back to consciousness, groaning as Iida helped him sit up.

"M-Midoriya!" Uraraka quickly rushed to his side, her face still red as she helped him sit up properly. "Are you okay?"

He blinked a few times, still looking dazed as he tried to make sense of what had just happened. "W-what...happened?"

You smiled brightly at him, waving your fingers in a little greeting. "Welcome back my stawberry! I was just about to explain my quirk."

Izuku's eyes widened, his face once again turning red as he scrambled to sit up straighter even though his legs still wobbled a bit. "Y-yes! I-I'd love to know!"

You chuckled, amused by his eagerness despite what had just happened. "Alright alright. Since you're all sooo curious."

"My quirk," you lean back slightly as you start speaking, "is called Love." You paused for dramatic effect, watching their expressions shift from curiosity to fascination. "Basically I can make people feel the emotions they associate with love. It doesn't mean they are in love, but it triggers the same hormones and feelings you'd experience when falling for someone: affection, admiration, desire, all those good things."

Asui's eyes narrowing thoughtfully with a croak. "So ribbit you can make people ribbit fall for you?"

You shook your head. "Not exactly. Simply make them feel what they'd naturally feel when they're infatuated or attracted to someone. It's not mind control or anything like that, but it does make them more susceptible to me. Easier to get them to listen, to trust, and well..." You smirk. "...fluster."

Izuku's quirk-fanatic brain already began to process and analyze the information.

"That's... amazing," he muttered as he pulled out his notebook and scribbling furiously. "So it's a psychological effect that triggers the brain's response to love hormones, like oxytocin and dopamine—"

Iida gave a chop in the air at the revelation. "Such complexities to a quirk as yours!"

"Oh trust me," you say with a wink, "it can be. Especially because I can't help but find everyone attractive. You all have something about you that's just so cute or hot in your own way."

You gestured around the room. "I see it in everyone...even little Minoru."

Mineta, who had been eavesdropping from across the room, immediately puffed up with pride, earning groans from the rest of the students.

Uraraka look at you in amazement. "So...you can't help but...fall for people?"

You nodded, expression softening slightly. "That's the downside. I feel drawn to people all the time. It's exhausting sometimes, but I've learned to live with it. It's kind of fun too."

The quartet stared at you for a moment clearly trying to absorb everything you'd just told them.

Finally you clapped your hands together, breaking the tension with a bright smile.

"Well now that the secret's out," you said with a playful grin, "I suppose we'll just have to see who's next to fall for me."

With a wink, you saunter away; leaving them staring after you in a daze, completely unsure of what had just happened—or what to expect next.

[r3dmooon]

Hello i hope your having a wonderful day/night! Idk if your open to request right now but I hope you are! if your not then I'm sorry!! 😰 but may I request a Jessica rabbit type reader x wally daring?? You do this then thank you sm!!

summery: reader who's like Jessica Rabbit and how'd they'd be with Wally. gn! reader btw

tw: mentions of creepy male behavior.

a/n: my requests aren't open but I was surprisingly inspired by this. I haven't watched Who Framed Roger Rabbit in so long but I feel like I did a really good job! ALSO! I'm going to mainly write in headcanon style because for some reason I find it easier even though this is like...my third time writing headcanons lol.

wc: 0.5k

Master List

❥When you moved into the neighborhood, you immediately noticed that you were a bit…different. Flatter than the other residents…as in they were all 3D while you were 2D. 

❥Everyone flocked you, curious as to how that was even possible. So you explained how you came from a town that was a bit more…animated. They were in awe as you told tales of your hometown. Even commenting on how they wanted to visit some day.

❥Even with all the commotion of your new neighbors, you couldn’t help but keep your eyes on a certain yellow puppet. He watched from behind the others, gaze never leaving you. You couldn’t help but let your ego grow a bit, flaunting a bit more than you already do. 

❥All the attention your first day left you a bit overwhelmed. Yes, you’ve dealt with crowds before when you worked as a singer at a bar in your hometown, but this kind of attention was different. It wasn’t the perverted stares you grew accustomed to. In fact, that was a bit of the reason why you left.

❥Even though you were overwhelmed the first day, you couldn’t help but appreciate how kind your new neighbors were. Once they learned that you were a singer they just had to have you perform (a bit to Sally’s dismay. But you're the new neighbor so she can let you have the spotlight this time). 

❥As you sung a love song, your gaze was once again drawn to who you’ve come to know as Wally Darling. A fitting name, truely. His stare was intense as he watched you. You’d think you’d be creeped out by it, but you didn’t. In fact, you felt flattered. Compared to the creeps at the bar who’d oogle at you without shame, who’d cat call, who’d stare at you like you were lesser for whatever reasons…Wally’s stare was nothing like that. A bit empty, sure, but it wasn’t disrespectful or perverted. 

❥Day by day, you found yourself growing infatuated with Wally. You wanted to spend more time with him. Get to know him better. Maybe even entertain an idea of something more.

❥It didn’t help that you caught on to his small shows of affection. His stare lingering on you being the tell-tale one. But you also caught him touching you, whether it be a pat on the shoulder or a short hug. How he gifted you things, sometimes a drawing, or just something that ‘reminded him of you’ (which made you feel more confident at the fact that he thinks about you).

❥You were the first to finally make a move. The entire neighborhood knew about the flirting you two participated in, not like you were keeping it a secret. But you could tell that Wally didn’t seem like he was going to do anything further than that.

❥Let’s just say everyone was relieved when you two became partners. Only to realize they’d have to deal with even more lovey dovey flirting afterwards.

[crimsonhydrangeavn]

I think Camilla and Rita are absolutely beautiful. But I also really like Marcelo. These 3 will be the death of me!!

How would the cast react if MC were a bit of a fashion guru and would knit and sew the things they wear themselves and then would make the LI a custom accessory/item of clothing that would match them?

Btw the VN is really cute and eerily comforting and I really love that.

Oh my gosh, thank you so much for the kind words! It really means a lot to hear that you love Rita, Camilla, and Marcelo! (They’re definitely the healthiest options out of the LI’s LOL ) I also find it really sweet and flattering that you find the VN cute and eerie at the same time, it’s definitely the general vibe I'm going for so It's a huge relief that it’s translating well! <3

Garret would be surprisingly touched if he received something handmade by you. It’s no secret that he came from money, a lot of money. Everything he was ever given was top of the line and brand new. No one had ever bothered to make him anything before. So the fact that you of all people were the first and only person to make something for him? To spend countless hours thinking and working on something for him? It would bring tears to his eyes and he would give you the warmest most grateful hug imaginable as he tried to reign in his emotions and not overwhelm you with them.

Marcelo would be thoroughly impressed with not only your fashion tastes, but your ability to craft something so well made! He’d proudly wear it every day ( if possible) and if anyone commented on it, hell even if they didn’t, he’d brag about how you made it just for him. It goes without saying he’d be happy with the gift and do everything in his power to return the favor and shower you with your favorite foods/ deserts the next few times you visited the bakery. 

Camilla would be stunned by the craftsmanship and just how cute/fashionable it was! She’d try to convince you to open up an online shop and sell it to the public. However if you refused she’d still proudly rock it and give you a shout out ( if you allowed it) in all of her social media posts that somehow included it. ( Lets just say there would be a lot from that moment on.)

Much like Garret, Rita would be incredibly touched by the time and effort it took you to make it for her. She would stare at it for a while, complimenting what she specifically liked about it and how well made it was. Growing up in a traditional household she was taught the basics of sewing, mending, knitting, crocheting, darning socks, etc. So while she doesn’t do it much any more, she can tell when something is well made and has a rough idea on how much work went into creating it. 

Teagan would be over the moon if you made something for them. Since they’ve known you for a while, there’s a good chance that you made something for them previously when you were just starting out / still refining your craft. They would comment on how much you’ve improved and shower you with compliments, refusing to put it down after receiving it. If this was in fact the first time you ever gave them something, they would probably have a more emotional reaction towards it.

[blues824]

ASDFGHJLLCNDLWMSNSCJJDLWKEMAMAMXNCBCJDJAOWIRJDKDK IM SO EXCITED FOR FLUFF-CEMBER OMGGGGGG!!!!!

(also, Lowkey so flattered that you consider me a ✨mutual✨ because you are an INCREDIBLE fanfic writer~)

Okay, so, Hear 👏 Me 👏 Out 👏! The Scarabia Boys and maybe Ruggie (or one of the other boys from the savannah) for prompt 28..... But what if it was reversed???? Because I'm someone that's from an area that has really cold and long winters, so I'm pretty good at spotting or catching myself on black ice..... But these guys from hot desert areas??? I just /know/ they haven't gotten used to the ice and snow yet-

But I'm just spit balling! Feel free to stick to the original, cuz it's still pretty cute!! Can't wait to read all the beautiful, adorable, amazing fics that come from this event!!!! Make sure not to overwhelm yourself or get burnt out. Take plenty of breaks and remember we can always wait an extra day or two lol 💋✨💋💕💖💘❤️🥰😍🥳🌹🫶🫰🌹🥴

I HOPE YOU HAVE FUN WRITING AND I CANT WAIT TO SEE WHAT YOU DOOOOOOOOOO~~

Of course!!! You’ve commented on a few of my works, so I figured you might like to be included in the event lol. Also, I would be in their shoes, because I am from a hot desert area lol.

You requested: Being Caught Slipping on Ice [Reversed]

Ruggie Bucchi

He had absolutely no idea what he was thinking, being on the ice. This man has a vice grip on your arms as you both go to Sam’s Shop. The sidewalk and grass have become icy because it has been raining for the past few days, and the temperature has dropped significantly. Savanaclaw isn’t this cold, and he’s bundled up pretty well.

There was one spot that was a tad wet, still frozen in ice, and he wasn’t paying attention. You felt him let go of your arm, and you turned to see that he was falling backwards. Worried about him hitting his head, you quickly slid on your knees so that his head would land in your lap.

“Is it just me, or did an angel come down and save me?”

Real smooth, bro. You rolled your eyes and smiled, making sure that he was alright and helping him back up, going to place a kiss on his cheek which made him smile. He reciprocates by moving just in time for you to accidentally land it on his lips, and he snickered as you rolled your eyes once again.

Kalim Al-Asim

His homeland is literally the Scalding Sands. If you think he knows how to handle snow, you would be mistaken. However, he has a very positive outlook on it. It’s a free Slip-n’-Slide, or he gets to be a penguin sliding on his stomach. When it comes to having to walk, however, he is at a loss. One step and he’s already fallen. He needs one of those walkers that people use when skating.

Watching you walk across the black ice so easily made him feel so amazed, and he thought that if he copied you exactly, he would be fine. He was wrong, and he fell back almost immediately. Before he hit the ground, however, he felt an arm wrap around his waist. He looked up to find you, with a worried look on your face.

“Thank you, Y/N! You saved me!”

The smile on his face made any memory of scolding him dissipate as you made sure that he was steady. You then taught him how to properly walk on the black ice, as there was a particular method to it. Making sure your body was straight and stepping down so that the sole of your foot was flat against the ground, and it was weird to get used to, but at least he didn’t fall more than he did.

Jamil Viper

His homeland is the Scalding Sands as well. However, he knows how to handle snow more than Kalim does. He was prepared when he got accepted into NRC. But, nothing could prepare him for the ice that forms on the grass and on the sidewalks. After all, his sports training takes place in a gymnasium, so the temperature is warm and controlled by a thermostat. 

So, when he invited you to come play on an outside basketball court, you laughed when he realized that it had a bit of ice on the ground. Because you used to live somewhere with a cold climate, you were familiar with playing a certain way so that you wouldn’t slip and fall. He was not, and after a few moments, he slipped. Luckily, you slid behind him so that you could hold him up.

“Thank you, Y/N. I guess I have not acclimated quite yet to the ice…” He said, a bit embarrassed.

You shrugged and said it was all alright, and that you could do it because you lived somewhere cold. You taught him how to walk and run on the ice, and that he needed to have his hands out of his pockets at all times so he could catch himself. It was good advice even if it wasn’t freezing outside, as you never knew when you would fall.

[starlitangels]

Okay I woke up with like 5 more micro fic requests in my inbox and they will get written but it’ll probably take me into tomorrow because I have work today and then potentially a family dinner immediately afterward unless we get rained out and I’m hoping to get them all done today but I make no promises on that. The only promise I’m making is that I will get them all done within today and tomorrow

@ the anon in my inbox for the Micah Micro fic:

Yes micro fics still open and yes I will write it but it’s now after midnight and I gotta go to bed so I will be writing it tomorrow!

[karasuno-planet]

I Hate You- Oikawa Tooru

oikawa rivalry w/ fem!manager!reader

summary: you were flattered when you were chosen to do an interview about the sudden improvement of a once-flightless team, but that feeling quickly faded away when you got there and realized who was also being interviewed...

wc: 1.2k

a/n: wow, I live and breathe?? lol I am back from a big break hoping y'all are still around and hungry for a little Oikawa rivalry, lmk if you want a series. REQUESTS OPEN!

(gif not mine)

There were no words to describe your initial shock when you first got the call. They really wanted to do an interview with me? Despite the fact that you're a second-year, and only the manager of the Karasuno team, you were the one they chose for a story about current Japanese boys volleyball.

It seemed like a no-brainer to say yes, but as you got ready in a little dressing room by yourself, it started to feel way too real, way too scary. The reputation of the entire team was on your shoulders, and the way you conducted yourself in this interview had to be perfect. A little monitor was mounted on the wall of the dressing room, showing you the current broadcast. When the interviewer started to transition the show and introduce a volleyball player, your stomach dropped.

Am I up already? Shit- I'm not ready-

And then you saw him walk on screen, and felt your jaw drop.

A producer spoke to you through the door, "Hey, y/n, you're on in five!"

No way.. I'm going on with him??

This only worsened your growing anxiety- given your history with Oikawa. He had tried to talk to you after Karasuno's match with them in the fall, he even tried to get your number, and he did nothing but ignore him. From what you've heard from Kageyama, he's a total jerk. And ever since his initial rejection from you, you two had been less than friendly. You had made it pretty clear you wanted nothing to do with him, but there you were, finding yourself sweating in the wings, about to go on live TV with him.

You snapped back to reality when you heard the interviewer introducing you, "And to join Oikawa is a new face to volleyball, and she seems to be a vital part of the new success of Karasuno's boys volleyball club. Please welcome y/n l/n!"

You began to walk on, nearly shaking from nerves. The small live audience cheered loudly for you, which made it even more overwhelming. You took the only spot available, on a couch next to Oikawa. He looked at you with distain. You returned the glance.

The interviewer spoke again, "Hello, y/n!"

"Hi-"

You were immediately cut off, "I know you and Oikawa have met before..."

"We certainly have," Oikawa's familiar snarky tone stung your ears. He turned towards you, "You know, when I agreed to do this with a mystery guest, I had a feeling it might be you..."

You frowned slightly, trying to keep a good image for the cameras, "I guess I'm the only surprised one, then..."

"Yes, we thought it might make a fun dynamic to hear from two...conflicting... names in volleyball," The interviewer clarified.

Ahh, so this is a set-up, you thought, They want this to be tense, might as well give them what they're here for...

"Oh, rest assured Oikawa will always give you some drama," you said, clearly getting on his nerves.

"You know, y/n's not so bad at that herself," Oikawa quickly sends a jab back at you. The audience was highly reactive to you and Oikawa, gasping at your every word to each other.

The interviewer seemed content with your bickering, though she started to direct you to a more productive conversation, "So, y/n, what do you think about the quick rise in skill we've seen in Karasuno's team? Who's behind it all?"

You smile as you give the best answer you can, "Well, our returning players are incredibly skilled and have been demonstrating quite a bit of discipline in their training, as well as our new first-years that have come in with a lot of pre-existing talent. Not to mention our new coach."

Oikawa cuts in, "Honestly, Karasuno has only been getting attention from those new first-years, you know that right?"

"Our first-years have definitely been the subject of conversation for our team, sure-" you were cut off again.

"But do you think they're really remarkable, y/n-chan? Is it worth all that hype?" Oikawa eggs you on, mocking you with his tone.

"I think they're pretty great, yeah."

Oikawa mumbles after you, unsatisfied by your response, " 'pretty great...' "

The interviewer watched you two intently in a few seconds of silence, before butting in, "How about your #10 y/n? Is he the leader of your team's success?"

"Hinata is amazing, yeah, he's real driven, but I wouldn't say he's the team leader by any means, that would have to be our captain."

She nodded her head, "Your captain, hmm? Doesn't a lot of a team's leadership come from the setter position, too?" She looked towards Oikawa, who quickly weighed in.

"It certainly does.. but it would make total sense if Karasuno's leadership was dysfunctional- with their setter.." Oikawa scowled at his own mention of Kageyama, and you felt inclined to defend your teammate.

"Our regular setter is pretty phenomenal, actually, He definitely is in charge of the on-court communication, and he does that well."

"Really?" Oikawa scoffs, "The King of the Court? Doesn't Tobio-chan upset you sometimes?"

"Upset me? No, he's a great player and he knows what he's doing-" You pause, thinking of how to turn this on him, "What, Oikawa? Are you that intimidated by him?"

"Intimidated?" He forces a laugh, "No way. He's just selfish, that's all."

"You would know about that..." you jabbed back at him.

The interviewer seemed to be eating this up from her chair, as did the audience. She kept interrogating you two with questions to make you bicker with each other for an entire hour.

It felt like eternity, sitting next to that arrogant setter and staying on your best guard to return his banter, but weirdly enough, your conversation seemed to flow pretty naturally. Once the interview had concluded, you walked off into the wings next to him, and immediately sighed with relief upon getting out of view of the cameras.

Oikawa chuckled at you, "You were nervous, weren't you?"

"uh-" you were totally caught off guard by his question.

"You'll get used to it, I'm sure."

"What are you talking about?"

"C'mon, y/n-chan," he said, in a tone so forced he almost sounded whiny, "didn't you hear the audience in there? They're totally crazy for us. They'll want more."

"Huh?"

"You'd better hold onto this," he slipped a piece of paper into your hand with his phone number scribbled onto it, "I bet you'll want it when you start getting offers for us to make appearances together, I could make a lot of money off you..." He turned and began to walk away from you.

"Oikawa-" he suddenly turned back to you. "You're not going to hear from me, ever. I hate you. Get that through your head."

"Oh sure, I hate you even more, sweetheart. You can tell me more about it on the phone," He walks away completely dismissively, chuckling to himself as if he was the funniest guy in the world.

And there you were, completely speechless, feeling completely like an imposter in your own body. You slipped the piece of paper into your pocket and walked off in the other direction, hoping with all your might that everything Oikawa said was wrong.

thank you so much for reading, does anyone want a part 2? [masterlist]

[femmefatalevibe]

Hiya lovely, do you have any wisdom for someone struggling to study? I've been out of school for 3 years due to illness (in my formative learning years) and now I'm gearing up for university with absolutely no study skills, low energy and a whole lot of insecurity around it. I have always been intelligent enough to learn quickly but there's a barrier I'm just not getting through, possibly due to the latent effects of the damage.

I have high expectations for myself and I want to model myself off of your brand! Thank you very kindly in advance <3

Hi love! It sounds like you're in a difficult situation, especially for someone in their teens. My heart goes out to you for overcoming this and going after a university degree. This ambition and dedication takes a considerable amount of mental fortitude and strength, so please remember that. I'm flattered by your kind words <3

Here are some of my study tips to help you maintain your stamina and focus:

When in doubt, make everything into an itemized list (topics, timelines, organizing by subtopic, key facts/people/dates surrounding a significant event, concept, theory, or ideology, cause and effect, problem and solution, etc.)

Use real-life analogies and applications as often as possible to retain information (e.g. to remember acronyms, propositions through the "box" metaphor, etc.)

Reframe long-winded information into an ongoing narrative. Humans are better at retelling stories than retaining/regurgitating a laundry list of facts or statistics

Organize your study sessions to each focus on one main topic, concept, or chapter

Create a timeline for all your assignments. Plan in advance to work on projects in milestones rather than all at once

Utilize time-blocking to pace yourself through the information (e.g. devote 30 minutes to one task or an hour to studying a specific concept; take a fully unplugged break before resuming work or another study session). Use a countdown timer if you think it would be helpful for you – everyone is different

Prioritize rest, even if it sounds counterintuitive at first. You're most productive and focused when your mind is well-rested enough to achieve and maintain peak performance. Efficiency is more important than time spent on a task – the former is what makes all of the difference (and leads to a more well-rounded, fulfilling life, too)

Discover motivating playlists that keep you on task. I love the ones for ADHD from Jason Lewis - Mind Amend on YouTube (I'm listening to one now, lol). Coffee or caffeinated tea can also help your energy to power through a study session, just don't overdo it

Focus on one task, page, or concept at a time. Don't let the entirety of a project or the volume of your overall workload overwhelm you. Just focus & prioritize what's in front of you. Take one step closer to your goals every day. Perfectionism is the most stifling barrier to progress and long-term success. Remember that

You got this! Hope this helps xx

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

Could we have Skeleton announcing his brother they're getting married with S/O and that he's his best man?

Undertale Sans - Oh wow. He didn't expect that to be the big news Papyrus teased him all day. Sans is a little emotional right now. That's his baby brother leaving the house for good. He's both extremely happy and extremely sad at the same time. He's not sure how he feels about that. On the one hand, it means he didn't fail to make Papyrus reach adulthood, but on the other hand, it means he will get used to the idea of not having him in the house anymore. He's happy and flattered to be his best man, but he can't stop himself from worrying.

Undertale Papyrus - OMG!!! Papyrus is ecstatic and starts to cheer and celebrate. He knew, he knew, HE KNEW that relationship was more serious than it seemed and he's so happy he was right. His brother finally looks happy and more serene about everything, Papyrus knew it was finally the right one. He hugs his brother and then gasps loudly when he says he's his best man like he didn't expect it. Of course, he expected it, but he wants to play silly to make his brother even more happy.

Underswap Sans - He stays a bit frozen. Ah... That's cool. Blue forces a smile to please his brother, who is obviously very excited about this, but it doesn't quite reach his eye sockets. Blue is a bit nervous, as he tells himself the day his brother finds his forever person he won't need him anymore. That's fair, he was not the best caretaker to begin with but it still hurts a little. When Honey then says he's obviously his best man, Blue is a little comforted. He hopes his brother won't forget him...

Underswap Papyrus - Really? Honey hugs his brother. That's literally the best thing that could happen to him. Honey is tired of Blue babysitting him all the time because of his own guilt, it's time for him to move on and have a life of his own! Honey says he's going to be perfect and gladly accepts to be his best man. Blue must be ready to have a panic phone call at 3 a.m. when Honey suddenly realizes in the middle of the night he's going to have to talk in front of everyone lol.

Underfell Sans - Well finally! He thought he would have him on his back his entire life! Red plays it grumpily but he's actually very happy for his brother. Edge struggled a lot when he arrived on the Surface, it's nice to see him finally settling for good. He would never say it out loud but he's a little proud of him. Edge announces him he's going to be the best man by telling him he expects him to do so. Of course, he couldn't ask like a god damn normal person <3 Red can't wait to embarrass him in front of everyone.

Underfell Papyrus - Took long enough! He expected you two to marry months ago. He goes to his closet and in front of a very confused Red, throws a wedding dress at his face, saying he bought it for his S/O ages ago and that he embarrassed him by not asking the damn question for so long. Also yes, he will be his best man, who else could be? Undyne? Like hell, he's going to let her steal the spotlight. Now are you going to give him the info so your wedding doesn't turn disastrous or what? What? You think he's going to let Red cook cans of raviolis for his guests? Red is a little overwhelmed lol.

Horrortale Sans - His face immediately lights up. Really? Oak is so happy for his brother. Even if it doesn't change anything for Oak, as Willow is living on the farm with his S/O, Oak is happy to finally see his brother have enough confidence to move on and accept he can be loved by someone. That's a huge step. He's not sure about the best man thing as talking coherently for a few minutes is clearly not his best skill, but he's going to try. He's definitely going to convince his brother to let Toriel walk him down the hill. She's going to be so proud as well.

Horrortale Papyrus - Willow is so relieved. He's not going to lie, this wedding, he worked VERY HARD on it for A VERY LONG TIME. Slowly making the idea enter his brother's head. Yes, he kept forgetting about it, and yes, Willow pushed him a bit to do it, but finally, it's happening! Willow hugs his brother tightly and says he's so proud of him since Oak is the one who proposed. Willow is very excited about the event to come and assures him and his S/O he will help the best he can on the monster part of the wedding. It's not like a lot of people are going to come. Ok, maybe he takes that back when the whole Underground shows up in front of the room with children and grandchildren because they all considered Oak sort as their king or something after he freed them from that hell. Good luck with that.

Swapfell Sans - Nox doesn't know about this. That's like twenty or thirty partners he's presenting to him as the love of his life and he's not sure if Rus is serious or not. Sure, he never proposed to one, so that's an improvement, but he can't help to ask him if he's sure about this. He's actually growing interest in his partner only now, and when he finds out it's actually serious between the two of them, he's glad. Rus really needs that in his life. Nox couldn't give him the stability he needed, so hopefully having a partner he can rely on will do that. He's a proud brother.

Swapfell Papyrus - Rus knows how far Nox comes from, so he is really glad things are finally getting better. He talks a few times with his to-be-partner and he knows they're a good person and will take great care of his big brother. A part of Rus hopes Nox will finally get the hint now that he is in a serious relationship to ditch Old Bitch Toriel for good and live his life to his fullest. He still made the worst mistake ever by asking him to be his best man though. Rus still has to take a little revenge on the past and he will gladly make a PowerPoint with all of Nox's babybones embarrassing pictures to show everyone at the wedding. He can't wait to be that day.

Fellswap Gold Sans - He's NOT ok. Coffee is, well, his entire life, and he doesn't know if he's happy his brother is getting taken away by some random human that will eventually die at some point and hurt him. After a long interview with the said human which he threatened them of the worst things if something happened to his brother, he let them go with his blessings. They didn't cry so that's fine. You're still on trial though. He's not going to let you go that easily. But he can understand his brother needs some independence and that it's for the best. He can tell Coffee is getting tired of having him on his back all the time. It hurts to let go though.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - "OMG DOES THAT MEAN YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE BABIES SOON? OMG I'M GOING TO BE AN UNCLE!!!!" Wine watches in disbelief as Coffee starts to jump everywhere, overexcited. He's not sure how to tell him having kids is definitely not in his plans at the moment, but at least he's happy about the wedding. Wine will spare him the witness' discourse, as he knows Coffee would bury himself in the toilets two minutes before it happened anyway. He can be a silent best man, that's fine.

[zante-selachi]

Silly things that happened to Orion since joining CSU

Becomes a walking bank for the younger members?? Where did he even get that black card?? (Everyone assumed its Graves' and the commander seemed fine with it)

Whore (has allegedly did it with Graves, Velikan, Barrage, Vance, Templar, Roze, some outside of SC aswell but heavy on Velikan bc they kept sparring and getting frisky 😭 he swears hes pan but men kept coming for him instead)

#1 target for the kids (Hawks, Reed, Murphy, Lisette, Flatline) to bully (he still treats them to food)

Civvies crush on him (that chinese place's owner that gave him discounts, cooks that gave him fruit when he passed by, aunties/uncles trying to set him up with their children) but his taste is just 'military' so 🧍🏻‍♂️

Cant commit to relationships but flattered and flustered when someone tried it with him (coughTemplarcough)

Goes to the forest near their base for a walk or a smoke, mainly a walk bc he feeds the critters there sometimes (he probably shouldnt but hes like a permanent resident at the base and theyre just so pitiful looking)

Probably has a couple corvid friends that follow him around when he's on walks

Hates being a Captain bc theres so much work but actually decent at it when the situation calls for it (tho he did run away for one of them bc it was overwhelming for him)

I dont remember anything else bc those are the ones i remember most LOL