#so here are all my random thoughts for now lol

[kyeomofhearts]

Bed Wars | J.WW

+ summary: after spending countless hours building a house for your boyfriend... you're suddenly met with his bed placed right next to yours? what the hell man! + pairing: wonwoo x fem!reader + word count: 800~ + content: fluff, established relationship, they're just playing minecraft lol, reader likes to bicker.

[ᝰ.ᐟ] happy valentine's day!!! thought i would post something small to celebrate since i didn't post for last year's valentine's day. also i would like to (unfortunately) thank @cherry-zip for bullying me into posting this on time! hope you enjoy, thanks for reading! <3 (borders made by @enchanthings !)

"C��mon dude,” you groaned, staring at the sight in front of you. “I made you a house for a reason!”

Wonwoo’s response? Moving his bed right next to yours. 

“Well, I want to sleep here,” he stated simply.

You let out an annoyed sigh, arms crossed. “Like, seriously? The colors don’t even match!”

Wonwoo only giggled, enjoying your frustration with him. “What are you talking about? My purple bed goes perfectly with your pink one. Also, what if a creeper spawns in my house—how will you ever hear my cries for help?”

Your eye twitched at his insistence. God, he was so annoying. “Now, why would a creeper spawn in your house?” 

“You never know, I’ve seen it happen before.” 

“Fine. I’ll move out then,” you said, quickly destroying your bed and leaving the house. You weren’t even bothered enough to take anything from your chests.

The two of you continued playing in silence for a few minutes. It’s not like you were actually mad or anything… but it was fun to start a meaningless fight with Wonwoo. 

In the meantime, you explored the surrounding biomes in hopes of finding a suitable place to make a new house. Well, more like a camp. (Your house was way too pretty for you to simply abandon.)

After a few more minutes of silence, Wonwoo began to message you in the game.

[gam3bo1: where are you :(]

[gam3bo1: i miss youuuuu]

[gam3bo1: answer me!]

“Are you mad at me?” He asked, turning to look at you from his monitor, eyes filled with faux innocence.

You scoffed. “Oh, no. Not at all. I just love how you’re completely ignoring the fact that I built a whole house for you, and yet, you insist on staying in my house!”

Wonwoo let out a dramatic sigh. “Well, it's not my fault my house feels so… lonely.” 

You rolled your eyes as he spoke, but he didn’t stop there. Who would’ve known that he was going to be this pouty.

“Look, our babies miss you too.” He waved you down to look over at his screen.

To your disappointment, curiosity got the better of you. “This better be–” Your voice cut off at the sight of your pets. 

All of your in-game pets–the dogs, cats, and even the random parrot you found in a jungle biome a few weeks back–were all sitting obediently inside your home. Wonwoo had conveniently placed them all in front of his bed, having them turned to look at the empty space–where your bed used to be. 

You narrowed your eyes upon realizing the little stunt he was trying to pull on you. “You’re trying to manipulate me into going back home!”

Wonwoo gasped. “I would never do such a thing!”

After a few moments of pure laughter, you finally gave in. You could never stay mad at him for too long. 

“...Fine, I’ll come back.” You huffed out, finally turning back to your monitor and making your way back home.

As you neared your house, something new caught your eye.

Behind your house, was a small, heart-shaped garden. The ground was tiled in a red-and-pink checkered pattern, carefully placed block by block. Peonies and roses filled the garden’s corners, their colors nicely decorating the huge heart in the middle. In front of the heart sat a small seating area just for the two of you.

“Oh.”

“I made it while you were ignoring me,” Wonwoo said, his voice suddenly next to your ear.

Your fingers hovered over your keyboard. It was… annoyingly cute.

You continued to move around, stepping onto the checkered flooring and admiring the little details he had placed all around. It was cute.

“...You built me a garden?” you asked softly.

Wonwoo hummed. “I might have had help from a few tutorials, but yeah. I wanted to make a spot for us.” 

And unsurprisingly, your stomach did an embarrassing flip.

Wonwoo went back over to his desk, quickly moving his player to sit on one of the chairs in the garden. Following him, you sat down in the chair in front of him, and before you could even say anything he beat you to it.

“I just thought our shared house could use a little extra love. You know, since we obviously live together.”

You groaned, covering your face with your hands as Wonwoo laughed triumphantly beside you. He just had to ruin the moment! 

“Now c’mon, let’s go to bed,” he said as he pressed ‘Save and Exit’. By the time you reached the main menu, Wonwoo was already pulling you away from your desk.

“I’m never building you anything ever again,” you muttered, body betraying you as you leaned into him on your shared bed.

“Yeah, yeah,” he murmured into your hair, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head. “And yet you still let me sleep next to you.” 

You wanted to argue, but sleep was already pulling you away. “Mhm, whatever helps you sleep at night.”

[slcmml]

charlie & reader. fluff, slightly suggestive.

★ charlie is usually fine being away for work—he’s used to traveling, used to filming for days at a time—but being away from you? suddenly, it’s the worst thing in the world.

★ the moment he gets to cali for chuckle sandwich recording, his phone is practically glued to his hand. texting you between takes, sending voice memos, calling when he has even five spare minutes.

★ you’re just as bad. even though you’re busy with your own work, you keep checking your phone, sending him messages like:

you: i miss u so much baby :(

charlie: miss u more, babe <3 i hate it here w/o u

you: don’t let schlatt bully u too much lol

charlie: too late. he said my hair looks stupid.

you: gaslight him into thinking he’s bald.

charlie: ur so smart. this is why i love u.

★ facetime calls at night where both of you are half-asleep, but neither of you want to hang up first.

★ “just stay on the phone,” charlie mumbles, voice thick with sleep. “i don’t care if you’re quiet, just wanna feel like ‘m with you.”

★ when you finally get time to call during the day, charlie’s grinning like an idiot the second your face pops up on his screen. “holy shit, you’re even prettier than i remember,” he teases, making you roll your eyes.

★ you both send each other the dumbest updates. blurry selfies, random thoughts, voice messages that are just exaggerated sighs of longing.

you: wish i could be in ur arms rn.

charlie: wish i could kiss ur dumb face.

you: wish i could hold ur hand and rub circles into ur palm like u like.

charlie: wish i could bite u. nom nom.

you: BABE.

charlie: morning, baby. how’d you sleep?

you: not great. bed feels weird without you.

charlie: mine too. i kept reaching out for you last night :(

you: we are so pathetic.

charlie: mhm. now gimme a kiss.

you: mwah.

charlie: not enough. i need like. ten.

you: mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah. <3

charlie: much better. i’ll be thinking about that all day.

charlie: wish i could burrow into ur skin and live there forever.

you: what the fuck.

charlie: don’t act like u wouldn’t let me.

you: no i absolutely would.

charlie: see? we’re the same.

charlie: i miss u so bad i might start chewing on furniture.

you: wish that was me.

charlie: chewing on furniture?

you: no, in ur mouth.

charlie: oh my god.

★ if either of you have a bad day, the other immediately drops everything to comfort them over the phone. charlie’s voice is soft, sweet, telling you how much he loves you, how proud he is of you, how he wishes he could hold you.

★ sometimes you both get really freaky over text but it’s either the most unserious conversation ever or it’s the neediest conversation ever?

charlie: [selfie]

you: oh my fucking god u are so handsome im gonna jerk it so hard tonight

charlie: oh word? u better bc im thinking abt u rn and i might just bust it down sensually in ur honor

you: i need u so bad rn :(

charlie: yeahh? what do u need baby ill do my best to please u <3

you: [selfie]

charlie: gonna go absolutely feral in the bathroom thinking abt this

you: dont threaten me w a good time

★ the moment he’s done with recording and you’re done with work, the countdown begins.

charlie: TWO MORE DAYS BABY I’M GONNA KISS U SO HARD WHEN I SEE U

you: not if i kiss u first, been waiting all week for that shit

★ when you’re finally back together? oh, you’re not leaving each other’s side for at least a week. fully attached at the hip, constantly touching, making up for every second apart.

© slcmml

[pogues4lifeee]

👉(*′′′>﹏<′′′*���) migraine - rafe 👉(*′′′>﹏<′′′*👈)

Summary: You are Rafe’s younger sister and Sarah’s fraternal twin. You were supposed to hang out with the pogues today, but you got one of your awful migraines and rafe takes care of you.

warnings: descriptions of vomiting, please skip if this triggers you.

word count: 1.9k

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I woke up to a knock on my door. I opened my eyes and looked over to the door to see Sarah open it and walk in.

“Why aren’t you ready yet y/n?” Sarah asked me.

“What are you talking about Sar?” I asked, groggily

“Boat day with the Pogues, remember? It’s already 8” she said

“Shit I forgot.” I said. “You go ahead, I’ll meet you guys there.” I said, rolling back over.

“Ok, see you there y/n.” Sarah said, leaving the room.

I sat up, when I was met with the familiar sharp pains in my head and blurriness in my left eye. I groaned in pain. 

I’ve been getting migraines for around 3 years now, ever since I was 15. They started when my dad and Rose started fighting more and more. When they started, they were manageable, but throughout the years, they’ve been getting worse and worse. Now. they’d become unbearable. My head would be throbbing with random sharp pains and my left eye would become crazy blurry, I would get nauseous and throw up sometimes, and I wouldn’t even be able to eat or drink anything without it coming up. And to make things worse, I had run out of my migraine meds, and I could already tell this was one of those days where nothing would stay down as I was already feeling so nauseous. 

I knew there was no way I could survive in that summer sun with the pogues all day, because not only could I not drink water, but if I wasn’t drinking beer with them, they would know something’s up. I pulled out my phone, turning the brightness all the way down and opened up the group chat. There were a couple new texts from the pogues.

jb: whooooo boat day!!!!

brainiac pope: i’ll meet you guys there in 30 minutes, my pops made me do a couple deliveries

kie: headed to the chateau now!

captain maybank: hey sarah, r u and y/n on ur way?

fav sister (sarah): i'm coming, y/n will meet us there, she woke up super late as always lol

jb: honestly, i expected that 

I had to come up with a lie fast, so i typed:

y/n: About that guys, I can’t come today. Dad wants me to help him prep the Druthers for the hurricane later this week.

fav sister: I thought Rafe was helping him with that tomorrow

y/n: nope, he changed his mind i guess, lucky you got out early

captain maybank: you’re literally his favourite kid how did you not get out of it

y/n: idk ig he needs 2 ppl or smt

kie: ok, we will miss you!!!

I shut my phone off and tried to fall back asleep, but my bed wasn’t doing it for me, so with whatever strength I could gather, I went downstairs to the pullout couch with a trash can. I sat down on the couch, bringing my knees up to my chest and resting my head on the cushions. I whined in pain, feeling another sharp pain shoot through my skull. I tried to fall asleep, but the throbbing in my head and the sickness in my stomach kept me up. I couldn’t even do anything at all since my nauseousness would come back. I was so thirsty and hungry but I knew I couldn’t eat or drink anything or else I would throw up. I just wanted to sleep and be left alone today. After about 3 hours, I managed to doze off for a bit. 

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“Yeah, sure. I’ll be over at around 7:45.”

The sound of someone’s voice woke me up. I opened my eyes again, feeling the throbbing and nausea coming back. I winced in pain, looking over to see who it was. It was Rafe. I immediately settled back in. Rafe was the only person who knew about my migraines, and he always took great care of me. But Rafe was just telling someone, probably Topper or Sofia, that he would be going over in a couple hours. I froze, trying to be unnoticeable, because if Rafe saw me here, he would want to take care of me and I couldn’t let him cancel his plans.

Rafe and I were each other's favourite siblings. Ever since we were little, we would always take care of each other. He would always comfort me when I was upset, I would always cover for him when he snuck out, and we were just always there for each other.

Rafe was about to step out of the house, but another sharp pain hit, and it was the worst one I’d had all day, causing me to let out a loud whimper. I covered my mouth, hoping Rafe didn’t hear it, but of course he did.

“Y/N?” he asked, looking around. 

He came into the living room, seeing me in a ball on the couch, covered in my favourite fuzzy pink blanket. He jogged over to the couch and got down on his knees next to me.

“Hey hey hey, what’s going on? Is it one of your migraines?” he asked.

I nodded slightly, afraid to speak or move my head too much. 

“Did you drink any water?” he asked

“No, it’s one of those days where nothing will stay down.” I said.

“Did you take your meds?” he asked

“No,” I said, shaking my head. “I’m all out.”

“Okay, hang tight.” he said, heading towards the door. He left, closing the door softly, so that the sound didn’t cause my headache to get worse. I sat there, massaging my head, trying to ease the pain a little bit. After 15 minutes, I heard Rafe’s car pull back in the driveway. He gently opened the door, holding a small paper bag. He went into the kitchen, and I heard the fridge open quietly. Another strong wave of pain hit me. I groaned loudly, trying to focus somewhere other than my awful headache, but I couldn’t. The waves of pain were getting more frequent now, occurring every couple minutes. Rafe walked into the living room, holding a glass of water and my migraine pills.

“You’re a fucking lifesaver, Rafe.” I say, accepting the pills and water from his hand. I put the water down on the table and swallowed the pills dry. 

“You need to drink water.” Rafe commands. 

“I can’t Rafe, I can’t keep anything down today.” I said.

“No no, drink it. If it comes back up, then I won’t make you drink anymore for a while at least, but it will help a little bit.” he said. 

I was about to argue back, but the pain shut me up. I took small sips of water, turning into gulps as I finished the whole glass. Rafe sat down next to me and started massaging my head. He always knew exactly what to do in these situations. 

“Have you eaten anything?” he asks, whispering.

“Rafe, I already told you, nothing will stay down.” I said.

As if on cue, I felt the water I drank start to come back up.

“Rafe, the water is coming back up.” I muttered

Rafe immediately got off the couch and grabbed the trash can from beside the couch and handed it to me. I lifted it to my mouth as I gagged up the water that Rafe made me drink.

“Okay, we’ll take it easy for now,” Rafe said once I was done vomiting. “For now, try to go to sleep.” 

I nodded and laid down on the couch, bringing my knees up to my chest. Rafe laid back down next to me, going back to massage my head. Within 15 minutes, I fell back asleep. 

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I woke up to see Rafe sitting in the reading chair next to the couch, texting someone. He had changed from the polo shirt and jeans he was wearing earlier to a graphic tee shirt and sweats. His eyes immediately fell on me and he got up and came over to the couch. 

“Hey sleepyhead, feeling any better?” Rafe asked with a small smile.

“What time is it?” I asked Rafe.

“It’s about 8:15 now, you slept for almost 7 hours,” he said.

“What happened to your plans?” I asked. 

“I told Top I couldn’t make it.” he said.

“Why?” I asked, still half asleep. 

“I wasn’t about to leave you to deal with this by yourself.” he said. “Are you feeling better at all?” 

“Actually, yeah,” I said. “My head still hurts, but I think I can manage water and some food now.” I said.

“That’s good. I’ll go make you something.” He said, tuning to leave the room. I stopped him.

“I’m sorry.” I said. Rafe turned to look at me.

“What the fuck are you sorry for?” he asked, getting down on his knees to meet my eyes.

“I’m sorry you had to cancel your plans to take care of me.” I said. 

“Don’t apologize,” Rafe said. “It’s not your fault.” He got up and left the room 

 I sat up, crossing my legs. I pulled out my phone, the brightness still all the way down. I opened my text messages. I had one from Sarah and a couple from the pogues. I opened the one from Sarah first.

fav sister: Sleepover at the Chateau, come if you want. We missed you today!

I opened the text from the pogues 4 life group chat. 

jb: hey y/n, you almost done? today was no fun without you

captain maybank: yeah, I had no one to shotgun a beer with!

kie: hey I offered!

captain maybank: yeah, but it's not the same kie!

kie: whatever

pope: we missed you today though y/n and we hope u can come for the sleepover.

I texted a quick ‘thanks, missed you guys too.’ and put my phone away just as Rafe came back with another tall glass of water, some toast with avocado on it, and another one of my migraine pills on a tray.

“Here you go m’lady.” he said, setting the tray on my lap. 

I took a bite of the avocado toast and took a sip of the water. . 

I finished eating quickly, took my meds and got up, picking up my phone. Rafe immediately got up, making sure I was good.

“I’m gonna go upstairs to sleep.” I said. 

“You want me to come upstairs with you?” he asked.

“No, you go out with Topper. You shouldn’t have cancelled your plans just to take care of me.” I demanded.

“Not a chance in hell. I cancelled for a reason y/n. The only question is do you want me to come upstairs or stay down here?” he asked again.

“Come up with me please?” I asked.

“Of course.” Rafe said, getting up and following me up the stairs. 

I got in my bed and snuggled under the covers. Rafe got in after me, kicking off his slippers. He started to rub my back and massage my head again. Before I drifted off to sleep, I looked over at Rafe.

“I think I already said this, but thank you Rafe. I love you so much and thank you for taking care of me.” I said.

“Anytime y/n/n. You would take care of me in this situation, plus I know how bad your migraines can get, especially if you don’t have your medication.” he said, taking a small break from massaging my head. 

I gave him a little hug before turning back around and drifting off to sleep for the night.

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A/N: Sorry it took me so long to update, I’ve been super busy lately and haven’t had much time to write, but I’m back! (I say as if 2 days is a long time). Love you guys so much!

[butt3rmilkbunny]

My current thoughts that have been rattling around in my noggin about Papá Perpetua are so incoherent and I’m posting them here because I think my dad’s tired of listening to me ramble while he plays guitar lol, and I like posting my random thoughts lol.

They are as follows (in no particular order and in no way super detailed or well thought out, very jumbled and stream of consciousness lol):

- Obviously 7 is part of the imagery in all the promo stuff we’ve seen and is significant in some way. We are also technically in era 7 (Nihil, Primo, Secondo, Terzo, Copia, Papa IV, Frater/papa V makes 7). The number 7 can mean sacrifice, purification, consecration, forgiveness, and reward; though I’ve also seen it mean completeness. (I saw a post about the whole 7 imagery a few months back and cannot for the life of me find it now lol.)

So I could definitely see Papa V sticking around for a while.

- I’ve seen an interview clip where Tobias Forge has said he’s developed slight claustrophobia from the mask, and I’ve read that that type of mask makes it harder to sing, but I’ve also seen interviews where it’s said he wouldn’t go completely without the mask. I like to envision a half mask of some sort like the phantom of the opera!

Though I also do believe in the theory that Papá V is Copia’s twin (cause of seestor’s memories in RHRN) (also because who has the most employee of the month awards of Copia has the second most), so maybe we’ll still get a full head mask because they would logically have to look similar enough.

Also also, I’m curious, if Perpetua is indeed Copia’s twin, how Tobias will go about Copia knowing about his twin. Like, will it be a long lost brother situation, surely not if Perpetua’s already within the ministry; but who’s to say. I want more family soap opera!

Phantom of the opera Papá would be fun tho because I LOVE phantom of the opera dearly, and I feel like Ghost would do wonders with the theatrics POTO theming allows for. (Papa of the opera, if you will lol)

- I love that Seestor named her boys ‘abundance/plenty’ and ‘eternal/everlasting’.

On that note, Papa V’s name def makes me think this will be the Papa we have for quite some time. I’ve seen people say that this will be the last Papá we get unless Tobias’s kids take over (I saw so many people adamant that his kids would take over) so who knows. Only time will tell. I’m just excited to see the new lore and also the COSTUMES!

The Papa’s have been getting progressing more sparkly in the costumes so I’m expecting Papa V to have maximum sparkles. Bedazzled to the fullest. (I saw one tweet that was like ‘Tobias Forge is taking so long because he has to bedazzle all of the costumes’ lol)

- My dream for the ghoul costumes for some reason (which I will implement into my own reimagining of the ministry I work on for funsies) is for the costumes to have little bat wings on the back. Idk why I’m so obsessed with the idea but yeah lol. I’m so excited to see the ghoul costumes if they change for Papa V. - I've seen people think it's Terzo, and I've seen some really good points made as to why. A few included the fact that the silhouette in the doorway is the same, that Terzo's foot twitched n the morgue and that there are scratch marks on his coffin, there was something to do with a certain song that maybe hinted at Papa Perpetua débuting when Terzo was Papa, as well as some other ones. While I do enjoy this theory, I'm more of a Copia's Twin theory believer. (Though I did see someone one time theorize that Terzo is Copia's twin lol).

I also saw a theory on tiktok that I cannot find again that talked about how Copia and Perpetua switched when Copia became Papa. I liked the idea though I kind of struggled to grasp it when first reading it lol. The idea is cool though! - I also saw someone on Tiktok point out that all of the songs on the V IS COMING Loma Vista playlist, the first letters spell out SATANIZED. I assume it's the name of a new song, maybe whatever was teased in the fiasco chapter, or maybe the album name.

[justanotherjaydrawing]

Long post of headcanons incoming. (mostly SakuAtsu but shh) (CW for ableism and brief discussion of homophobia? Probably not necessary but better safe than sorry)

- Sakusa has EDS (specifically hEDS)

- ^^ he has thin and stretchy skin (and visible veins)

- ^ might have been self-conscious about that when younger (but Atsumu loves tracing all his veins so he’s less self-conscious about it these days)

- Ushijima was his first crush, though I don’t think it is that deep necessarily, but more that Sakusa finally saw another boy who cared about hygiene and was like thank fuck I’m not gonna be stuck with the gross boys I’m surrounded by, there’s a chance for me lmao

- ^ connected to that, I do think that Sakusa is only attracted to men and found it very distressing, not for homophobic reasons but simply because women are usually cleaner and the idea of dating someone who doesn’t wash their hands after peeing horrified him lol

- Lots of his joints are prone to dislocation or subluxation. Specifically his shoulders and knees.

- he used to avoid carrying heavy things with his left arm because it would just pop out of the socket.

- Sakusa grew up in a very ableist household. Rich parents insisting on having perfect children resulted in Sakusa pushing through a lot more than he should have

- a doctor suggested he was autistic and his parents asked if it could be ‘fixed’. When the doctor said no, they just claimed he wasn’t autistic and moved on.

- Sakusa didn’t address any of his mental health issues until his second year of university. He only realised because he was talking to his doctor about his symptoms, worried it was some underlying disease, only to be told it was anxiety and suggested to see a psychologist

- Sakusa almost didn’t see a psychologist, but ended up doing it out of rebellion against his parents.

- Rebel. Take care of yourself. I believe in you.

- It took him a long time to get confident enough about his disability to tell Komori that saying things like “its usually just in his head” is a pretty shitty thing to say to someone who has chronic joint issues. Komori is super apologetic because he hadn’t realised he was belittling Sakusa’s problems.

- Komori feels super guilty about it and ends up going down a rabbit hole of disability rights research and makes sure to speak up against ableism at every chance he gets. (not me, wishing for a Komori in my life lmao let me have this)

- Sakusa is very popular among the girls while in school, partly due to the fact he doesn’t hit on them but also they find him hilarious when he rags on the other boys in their classes.

- In university Sakusa and Yachi become friends

- idk who came up with the idea of Sakusa and Yachi being besties but I have seen it in so many fics and it honestly is the greatest thing to me and I adore it so fucking much. I love Yachi and her ability to befriend the grumpiest men.

- It has been said before, it will be said again. The Miya twin’s have a single mom. Honestly, this is just canon to me.

- I am leaning to thinking their dad just fucked off and was a complete deadbeat. The twins seem to have the sort of underlying rage that comes with being let down by father figure.

- They are both major mama’s boys.

- Atsumu gets irrationally upset about yo mama jokes. It doesn’t matter that he understands it is just a joke format, the idea of someone being mean to his mama makes him wanna throw hands

- this has been said before, but Osamu’s love of cooking came from helping out his mom in the kitchen as a kid

- later on this translated into him cooking for his mom when he was old enough to cook on his own. He loves taking care of people by feeding them. He loves that food can be a way to communicate and show love to people.

- The twins would join their mom for pamper nights

- this almost certainly started with their mom being like “I just need some me time” and Atsumu being like “ok but can I join?” “But Atsu, we’re gonna wear sticky gooey face masks~ and watch gross romance movies~” “...ok but can we have popcorn too?” “… yeah we can have popcorn.” so it turned from me time to Miya time lol

- Osamu sometimes joins but not always

- the twins have seen all the twilight movies so many times they could quote it from memory

- they quote it to each other as an inside joke but they are respectful when watching it with their mom because it is her favourite movie series.

- The Twins have very good hygiene routines due to being raised by their single mom.

- this does not translate to eating politely though.

- they do both have very good skin care routines though since their mom helped them sort it out

- Osamu is more lax about it because he doesn’t really care.

- Atsumu finds it soothing though

- Atsumu is weirdly good at “girl talk” because their mom started dating again once they were in high school, but she didn’t like keeping it hidden so she would come back from dates and just gossip about it with the boys. Osamu just listens quietly, but Atsumu loves ragging on the men if they don’t meet their standards lol

- I don’t think Atsumu would ever be in the closet really. This is based off of him not caring if people like him, but I think once he figured out his family would care he just wouldn’t feel the need to hide it. He would get in fights because of it and he had terrible survival instincts with it all, but he isn’t one to hide who he is (even in situations where it might be safer to do so).

- I don’t remember who said this but it is canon to me, Atsumu is hard of hearing. I hadn’t even considered it until I saw someone post about it and I can’t remember who it is OP I am so sorry, you changed my life and I don’t even know your name!!

- but hard of hearing Atsumu makes so much sense to me. Him being “too loud”, him being so attached to Osamu (probably due to having trouble communicating people when he was younger and feeling like Osamu was the only one who was on his side)

- this is just a reminder to me that I should draw him with hearing aids

anyway this is too much information and my head is still bleary with sleep so like if it doesn’t make sense im sorry lmao but I wanted to share my thoughts because I have too many and I am obsessed with these dumbasses.

also I said this is sakuatsu but really it is just Sakusa and Atsumu, not much about their relationship lol my bad

[jadewritesficshere]

Thinking about Eddie Munson who was complaining to the rest of the band about his shoulders and neck hurting post show. One of them convinces him to go for a massage.

Eddie shows up day of and is told to strip to level of comfort and get under the sheets laying on his back, his masseuse will knock before coming in. Eddie has not an ounce of care or shame, strips completely naked. Scars and tattoos on full display. He climbs between the sheets and waits. After knocking and hearing a "come in", his masseuse enters and-

The most handsome man he's ever seen walks in. A bit of stubble on his defined jaw, soft pale lips Eddie wants to kiss, big brown eyes Eddie wants to get lost in, slutty little waist and an ass Eddie could-

He introduces himself as Steve. Verifies where Eddie had said his tension was on the form he hastily filled out. Then it starts.

And maybe, maybe, Eddie is a bit touch starved. He could have anyone he wants, but they don't want him just his fame. Pushes them all away. Only gets close to his band, but they all are busy and have their own people outside of work.

And Steve is just touching him. Rubbing smooth circles into his temple, down his cheekbones towards his jaw. Pressing on parts of Eddie's face he didn't even realize were tense. It's relaxing.

And Eddie regrets not leaving at least his boxers on to help hide that he's becoming hard. Kind of embarrassing, which makes his dick harder- which, that's a lot to unpack right now-

"Hey, relax man," Steve says, laying a gentle hand on his shoulder. Eddie can see Steve's eyes dart towards the obvious situation," It's natural. Happens to the best of us." "Does it happen to you?" Eddie blurts out. Eddie wants to shove his face in one of these soft plush pillows and scream, but Steve just snorts a laugh and shakes his head at him. Doesn't even respond as he continues the massage.

Eddie tries to hold back his groans as Steve turns his head to the side and rubs his neck into his shoulders. He can feel the tension leave his body slowly. Feel the knots in his muscles release.

Eddie can't, however, hold back the noise he makes when Steve grabs a hold of his hair and tugs it. Eddie's eyes pop open and he stares into Steve's face, who has started blushing. Steve just clears his throat and let's Eddie's hair go before continuing the massage.

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FREAK ASS

[pleasedontcareaboutme]

It's missing my father hours rn so imma just dump a bunch of pictures here and cry

( sorry i don't know the source of anything I just had them on my phone)

(also dont read the tags i just need to let it out lol)

[kyouka-supremacy]

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[chiimeramanticore]

waow

[ganondoodle]

as cool as their design is im really starting to dislike the sonau in general, aside from their stuff suddendly being everywhere and everything being about them and how cool(tm) they are now with the mystery stone turning people into dragons and the similarities between the sonau and the three dragons (naydra, eldra, farodra) its actually not an impossibility that they used to be sonaus as alot of people have been theorizing about ..but ...... idk that would very much ruin their otherwordly yet ethereal mystery to me

i probably sound like some hater whos trying to find something more to dislike about totk all the time but i promise im not!!

the three dragons being some unexplained mystery, beings that are there yet few can see them, timeless, nigh untouchable, they dont act on anything, they dont talk, something about them has always made me look at them in awe; if it turned out they were just yet another cool(tm) sonau guy that ate a stone ... :/

not a fan of that one lads, but dont worry, i will keep my thoughts to myself from now on, i dont want to ruin other peoples fun nor seem like i just hate everything ... the three dragons are just really important to me so i had to say something

[cranberrymoons]

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[yujeong]

I'm returning home from a Maneskin concert and of course I have to turn this experience into a Pete experience somehow, so

Dumb Pete-simp bitch thought of the day:

Macau and Pete go to a concert together - Vegas Enjoying Music? Disabled!Vegas being able to go to a concert? Not in my post-canon - and Pete is mostly there with Macau because he wouldn't stfu about it (it's some rock or metal band Pete isn't aware of) and he wanted company and Pete is there mostly in bodyguard mode and he lets the noise and the screams go past him and he maybe zones out for a few moments and he curses himself that he does because Macau could end up in danger when he's not paying attention! Pay attention you fucking idiot!

...that's where I was going to end this thought, but then I remembered how I saw a few people cry when THE LONELIEST played (very nice song, hadn't heard it before, but I'm fixing that), so I'm adding another one:

Pete suddenly getting emotional, too emotional to be able to hide it, by a random ass song the band is playing and it doesn't even have to be a ballad or sth, just the sound of it, the words being said, the face of the performer saying them, Pete doesn't know why but he's suddenly trembling, and he can't take his eyes off the stage, and he's shedding tears he can't control and Macau looks at him with a smile on his face, because holy shit, P'Pete is actually a human being, and Pete is embarrassed but can't stop it, and maybe he hugs Macau to hide his face from him.

(Of course Macau got a picture and of course he's showing Vegas and of course Vegas gets emotional because Pete got emotional and Macau kind of regrets showing Vegas it happened at all, but he still smiles at his brothers trying to help each other)

[icewindandboringhorror]

Hrmm... put together a roommates quiz finally after years of thinking it would be an interesting idea lol.. Though obviously not meant to be taken super seriously, I just like thinking about this aspect of personality compatibility. Like yeah, maybe you could get along with someone just chatting with them, but living together is such a different thing. .. curiouse...

[blujayonthewing]

so in juniper's campaign we've just found ourselves in a high-stakes situation that I as a player do frankly find stressful and am anxious about, but hey hi also the DM was like 'okay here are the exact mechanics of how this is going to work because I don't want to surprise you with serious repercussions, also here are all the options you will have to try to do something about the situation-- [affected player] what do you think? honest feedback, I don't want it to feel unfair, I want to be clear that I am not just trying to kill your character, and if it ends up being badly balanced we can revisit it down the road' and oh my god I could COLLAPSE and WEEP with gratitude

[redflannelsheets]

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