#sorry it took me a while to answer- ive been busy this week !

[xxplastic-cubexx]

Hi!! Your Cherik is so good and gorgeous 🤩🤩 If you don't mind wanna try to draw some Fall of X Cherik please?

thank you so much !!

i have a couple of ideas relating to the fall of x period specifically since theres. A Lot i wanna play with, so i hope this lil thing may be a satisfactory start :]]

and the obligatory bonus:

[biscuit-munchies]

Hi! I just found your PLA Paul AU and I'm loving it! I feel so terrible for poor Reggie, and Brandon too! :'(

It's made me think though, how would Paul & Brandon react if it was Reggie who disappeared?

How would Paul deal with Reggie just..being gone?

I've had this thought in mind since PLA came out, sorry if the question is weird tho =w=

Also I really enjoy your art! x3

OOOOOHHHHHH you done got my brainworms acting up again! Also im glad you enjoy my art lol >v< Strap in cause this is gonna be a LOOOONG post! OK SO! Here's how it would go: Paul would be traveling around, searching for pokemon with strong EVs and IVs (yknow, the usual) and like all similar trips he would check in. Paul and Reggie would usually check in like once a week when paul would reach a pokemon center, but Paul hadn't been near one in a while so he thought Reggie would call him on the phone today.

It's been quite a while since Reggie called him (he didn't realise that it was that long) So he tries to call Reggie back. It rings, no answer. He tries again, still nothing. Paul's a little confused but shrugs it off, thinking that his brother is just busy or something and that he'll call him back. So his journey continues, walking along different routes and catching some promising pokemon, but his mind would always wander back to his phone. He eventually reaches a pokemon center and tries to call Reggie that way, and he STILL doesn't pick up. His guts churn a little in concern, Reggie isn't one to forget things like this as he's gotten on Paul's ass about checking in more than once. Paul tries not to worry and think logically as he eventually boards the plane back to Sinnoh. Maybe Reggie is just really busy this time around and forgot to turn his ringer on. Maybe Reggie's phone broke somehow. Maybe Reggie just doesn't want to call him.

Paul sighs to himself, maybe he was just overreacting and his brother was just abscent-minded about the whole thing. He then heads back to Veilstone City with a little pep in his step, thinking of ways snark on his brother about the whole calling thing. Paul would climb the small steps to the porch of their home and he opens the door, ready to yell to his brother in the home. Only...

The house was absolutely trashed. Paul could not believe what he was seeing. There's no way that the house was- He drags his feet along the dirtied floor, furniture was knocked over, many dishes were either left in the sink or strewn about the floor in pieces. He looked out into the backyard- Where was all the pokemon Reggie was raising? It was like someone... someone broke in and- Paul could feel his heart start to race as his trudge turns into a brisk pace as he goes through the entirety of the house. Calling out to his brother as he tried to keep his voice steady. "Reggie? Reggie! Where are you?"

The bathroom. His Room. Reggie's Room. The Kitchen. The Living Room- The Living Room? Paul stopped. Then raced towards his backpack to get his phone in a frenzy and called the police. The Living Room floor was covered in blood.

After the police arrived, Paul went into autopilot, more out of shock if anything. The officers asked him different questions he didn't care to remember, and it was only when a familiar voice piped through the crowd. "Paul? Boy, are you alright?" Paul looks up from the ground to see a broad green suit right in front of him. "...Brandon?" He asks hesitantly. After that day, Brandon took Paul in as Paul couldn't stay at the Tobari house anymore (with it being a crime scene and paul can't pay mortgages off). Arceus, Brandon worried that the police would make Paul a ward of the state but was relieved to know that Reggie put Brandon down as a surrogate guardian to Paul. (my little head canon don't worry bout it ;P).

Paul seemed to completely close himself up, seemingly not wanting to believe that Reggie was now a missing person. He doesn't sleep much, doesn't eat much, and seems to get annoyed or angry at every little thing now. Brandon worries about him.

Paul doesn't want to talk about what happened at all, for he is angry at the world for taking away his big brother. Paul thinks that if he ignores the problem, that it'll go away andReggiewillcomebackand saysorryforleavinghimbehindandPaulcouldsaysorryfor-. But, as feelings do, his emotions reach a boiling point.

It was supposed to be a 'meh' day, Paul didn't know why Brandon tried to confront him about his self-destruction coping mechanisms. Things got heated, and Paul snapped back at him in a visceral rage.

"Why do you care, of all people?!" "So what if he's gone?! It's not like I care! It's not like he cared!" "It's pathetic of him to go missing like that! He had competent pokemon to protect him!" "How did no one notice the house was trashed until then?! Did nobody care to check?!" "Why didn't you check on him?!"

Paul went on his tirade for Arc knows how long, letting all his frustrations out in the open. He probably didn't know the magnitude of what he was saying, nor did he care. His tantrum continued on until he was out of breath. He was never like this, being this emotional, and Brandon just stood there with a knowing expression.

"So what if I wasn't there for him?! So what if he's hurt somewhere?! So what if I-"

"If- If I wasn't-"

"If I wasn't a good enough brother to him...?"

Paul hangs his head low, his figure lightly shaking as tears fell from his cheeks. He just uttered the thing that has been eating at him for weeks. How pathetic he is, saying that in the open, to Brandon of all people. He expects Brandon to reprimand him for saying those horrible things, what he doesn't expect is arms wraping around him in comfort. Paul stiffens and looks up hesitantly, that knowing sad look still on the elder's face. No matter how mature Paul acts or how grown up and knowing he thinks he is.

He's still a little kid.

For Brandon, it eats away at him to see Paul like this. Brandon and the rest of the frontier brains went through something similar.

When Anabel dissapeared.

For Paul to be going through this as he is... Arceus... He'd never dream of it. And yet, here they are.

They stay like that for several minutes before moving to the couch. They sit in silence before Paul whispers a quiet "m'sorry..." "For what?" Brandon answers, A Pause.

"...for sayin' those things t' you... you didn' deserve that.." He moves his head up slowly, eyes red rimmed from tears. "That was pathetic of me to do.. m'sorry."

"Don't worry about it, boy... I'm just glad you're lettin' it out now." Brandon cracks a small smile to him. "We'll get through this, you and I, so don't worry about it." . HOLY FUCK that was long, I basically made a psudo-fanfic right here lmfao. So yeah hope you enjoy!!

[of-many-fandomss]

Top Gun request…

what about Jake is at the hospital with Javy while he gets a check up after nearly burning in and Jake takes a fancy to the nurse.

Happy writing.

Sorry I haven’t been writing very much, I’ve been busy 💕💕

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“Hey there, darlin’,” Jake flashed his swoon-worthy grin up at you as soon as you entered the room.

“Hey there, idiot that almost burned to death,” You greeted back like second nature, which was basically what it had become over the past two months.

“Any chance that I’m leaving today, doc?” The man asked, eyes not once leaving you as you began moving around the small hospital room.

You looked down at your clipboard and flipped the top page to read his where his status was at, acting as if you hadn’t already done so the second you got the papers, about twenty minutes ago.

“No, not today. Soon though.” You promised before shaking your head lightly, “And how many times do I have to tell you that I’m a nurse, not a doctor?”

His smile broadened across his face, “I dunno, maybe this concussion of mine is making it hard for me to remember things.”

As much as you tired to suppress it, a small chuckle left your lips at his words, “Your concussion has been over for about two weeks, and you know it.”

He frowned slightly, “After effects?” He tried, emitting a snort from you.

Walking over, you checked his IV, doing everything in your power not to look down, even though you felt his eyes burning into the side of your head.

“Alright, everything looks good here,” You took a step back, “Anything else I can do for you before I go?”

“How about a date?”

His answer took you aback. This was not apart of your normal routine. Every day, the two of you would start with the same greetings, then banter would ensue. But it never went this far.

“Wha-“

“When I get out of here, of course,” He rushed out to say, head tilting to the side a little bit as he studied you.

“I-I don’t know,” You stuttered out with wide eyes.

Sure, some playful flirting had been thrown into the mix within the past two months of his stay, but you never actually thought that the most handsome man to end up in your hospital would be interested in you for real.

“Think about it,” His smile softened, “But I would really like to take you out after all of this.”

You opened your mouth to respond, but a different voice stopped you, “Nurse?” A head popped in through the door, “You’re needed on the top floor.”

You couldn’t help but exhale a small huff at the timing, but nodded nonetheless, telling your colleague that you would be right there.

Quickly, you turned back towards him with a shy smile, “I would like that,” You whispered before hurrying out of the room, not wanting him to see your cheeks, that were burning a bright red.

Little did you know, though, was that you left far too quickly to even see a grin larger than any other he had ever given you sitting on his face proudly.

[lmskitty]

Made a little ficlet about teacher au Geto getting a cold while Gojo is out on a mission! It's pure fluff and can be found on ao3 or below if you don't wanna go off-site :) (written for @uotuok my partner in crime who deserves all the love. Go look at her art its INCREDIBLE)

A/n this is sett when the kids are like 13/14 so Megumi is still in middle school and getting into fights which Gojo and Geto try v hard not to encourage. The twins and Tsumiki go to the same school. Geto left the JuJutsu world of missions when he met the twins and has only started teaching now that the kids are a lot older.

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Satoru stepped into the entrance of their home and called out. 

“Honey I'm home!” He was met instead with silence and a distant sound of coughing. He frowned taking his jacket off and hanging it up, changing to his slippers. Where was his honey, he was home godammit! 

He noted the mess on the stairs and their entrance hallway of teenage sneakers and sighed as he put on his slippers. 

It was unlike Suguru to not call back a cheerful Satoru~! Or even meet him at the front door. He turned into the living room to see a bomb site of a mess and one very tired sniffling Suguru sat under their Kotatsu. 

“Hi” he croaked. 

Satoru got to his knees in front of him and put his hands on his face, his cheeks were roasting. His cute nose red and sore from blowing it with tissues and his beautiful brown eyes puffy. Satoru felt a panic spike in his chest, he had been gone for a week. Had his mental health gotten bad again, why hadn't Shoko messaged him? Why hadn't the kids?? 

“Oh baby what happened?” 

“Kids got me sick. Don't you'll catch it” Suguru sniffed before erupting into coughs. Satoru sighed relieved, a cold he could deal with, the idea of Suguru alone and drowning without him there to help pull him up haunted him after their teenage years. 

“Where are the kids?” 

Suguru erupted into coughs before answering “Tsumiki is at her friend's studying, Megumi is at an “after school club” but I think he's fighting again and the twins are in Harajuku shopping. They may or may not have your credit card, I'll admit I've not been on top of it. They only got this cold for like a day but Ive been sick since Tuesday” he groaned. “I'm sorry, the house is a tip”  

“Why didn't you call Shoko to come fix this love?” Satoru said gently stroking his check with his thumb.

“Tried, she's too busy. It's her weekend away with Utahime” he grumbled. He laid his head on the table. “ Stupid lesbians” 

Satoru stroked his hair which clung to his face limply, lacking it's usual shine and chuckled. Poorly Suguru was always a little dramatic, Satoru hadn't seen him like this since the early days of getting the kids when they had started new schools together and had brought home every sickness bug under the sun. Satoru had been unaffected with his limitless and RCT Suguru on the other hand had walled himself in their bedroom only letting Shoko in to fix him from the stomach bugs that plagued them, refusing to let Satoru see him in all his vomiting glory. Satoru had pointed out he had seen him barf after curse swallowing plenty of times but Suguru had maintained his distance nonetheless. 

Satoru kissed his head gently. 

“Ok baby, you stay there. I'll fix this.” He said but Suguru was already closing his eyes. 

It took about 15 minutes to set the bath and make a tea but when he came back Suguru was still laying there looking almost pathetically unwell. 

“Up we go sweetheart” Satoru said lifting him easily. Suguru barely fought him and wrapped his arms around his neck letting his husband carry him up to the bathroom. Steam and the smell of lavender arose from the room as Satoru gently undressed him and helped him step into the water. He sighed at the heat before swallowing the cold medicine he offered with a peppermint tea. 

“How's it feeling?” 

“My whole body aches but this is good” Suguru sighed as Satoru began to gently wet and wash his hair with his special shampoo. 

“I'm sorry I'm not ready to go to pound town like we promised” Suguru sniffed. Satoru laughed. 

“I can pound you all you want later or vice versa. For now let me take care of you my love” he said kissing his husbands forehead. Suguru nodded, coughing again as Satoru rolled his sleeves up and got his hands deep into Suguru's hair massaging out what he could of his headache. 

“You shouldn't kiss me you'll get sick” 

“I can't get sick but I'll happily try” Satoru smiled, giving his husband a few more kisses for good measure. Once he was satisfied with Suguru's sleepy expression and his hair shone, Satoru kissed him again and left the room promising to come back shortly. 

He surveyed the living room first making short work of the mess of tissues and takeaway boxes on the side, loading the dishwasher and chucking in the clothes Suguru had been wearing to the washing machine and turning it on. He then worked his way through the hallways, picking up the twins' items; they tended to leave their stuff everywhere unlike their sister Tsumiki who always kept neat and tidy,  Mimiko tended to leave stuffies and books she had been reading wherever she sat whereas Nanako’s main offenders were bobby pins, hair ties and weird variations of spicy crisps. He binned the rubbish, bundled the items together and took them to their room, making a note to remind them to tidy it up later. Sure he was messy but he still had standards, he grimaced at their shared bathroom and the hairs on the shower wall deciding this was definitely a task for them and not their parents. He checked in on Megumi and Tsumiki’s room and found them spotless as always, smiling as he left the corridor and made his way to his and Suguru's floor of the house which contained their bedroom, bathroom and home office. 

He listened in for a moment to their bathroom and heard gentle snoring from his partner and smiled as he left him to rest for a moment. 

Their bedroom was a bit worse, it was clear while he had been away that Suguru’s health had taken a toll, he had gotten into a habit of coming home and immediately dumping his clothes/bag on their floor and getting straight into bed which was currently in disarray. Satoru opened the window and tried not to feel too guilty, it was part of their agreement now in exchange for Suguru leaving the Jujutsu world (aside from teaching) and missions behind him Gojo had to take on more which meant sometimes he would be away for a week or longer, sure he missed going on missions but he'd rather a happy Suguru any day of the week and normally his time away allowed them to really miss each other and get all ramped up and grabby the moment they got each other alone. 

He picked up the several days worth of clothes that lay stranded, changed their bedsheets and repositioned Suguru's book pile on his side of the bed, binning the tissues and replacing the glass of water with a fresh drink too. Lastly he picked a pair of soft, clean pyjamas for them both and stripped off himself. 

Suguru opened his eyes a little as he entered the bathroom and Satoru gently lifted him forward as he slid in the large bath behind him. He sighed adding more hot water as Suguru’s head rested against his chest, their legs entangling in the water as he wrapped his arms around him and held him tight. Suguru settled against him as Satoru stroked along his arms and chest. 

“Sorry” 

“Dont be sorry for being poorly-” 

“I'm sorry for not telling you” Suguru said quietly. “Its embarrassing, you and Shoko can use RCT and I get knocked out by a basic cold.”

Satoru tilted his head to kiss him. 

“You don't need to be sorry, I love you, you look after everyone you're gonna have to accept that you need looking after too and I'm more than happy to do it.” 

Suguru smiled gently and laid back against him, stroking his husband's arms under the water. 

“How are you feeling now?” Satoru asked and Suguru hummed. 

“Better, but then with you I always do” 

They settled, embracing the heat of the water and each other, napping a little. Later when Gojo lifted him out and dressed him in pyjamas and gently dried his hair they would remark on the pruning of their fingers and Satoru would make them all chicken ramen for dinner and Suguru would fill him in on all the school gossip and Satoru would present him with the souvenirs he had gotten him before the kids got home and bombarded him for hugs (including begrudgingly Megumi) but for now they were sated, warm and safe in each others company. Satoru smiled, happy to be home. 

[flowerpot-broppy]

SO! i feel bad about updating after so long! my life has been going…. uh... not so well to say the least. BUT! if you are wondering! overall, It's been ok, and i want to move on to trolls! First things first, Honey! shes doing ok development wise, but I wanted to give you guys a little something, something to cling too, a cool little bit while you are being so patient with me. so! introducing Feral Honeydew! I took some inspiration from a lot of different fics, but mostly from To Be Left Behind on AO3. ive been reading it since the beginning (chap. 11 through all of it tbh) and I love the way the feral behavior is portrayed, especially through the perspective of other trolls like Clay, JD and Spruce/Bruce. Anyway, with Honey in my au, she has not seen another troll (pop or otherwise) in 20 years! shes stuck to the forest and survived on her own, A tough cookie and maybe a little crazy and distrusting lol

Next up we have Mount Rageous!Honey X John Dory! So she finds him within the first few years (2-5) of him leaving the troll tree and they live happily ever after with 3+ kids cause I said so!! except not really cause JD goes back to the Troll Tree after 2 or 3 years and just assumes his whole family is dead, Yikes!!! He thinks all of his Bros and Grandma are gone and when he finds out branch is alive durring the rockpocalypse he totally flips! (its a whole thing, ill make a post about it later. Maybe.) Thats what therapy is for folks! and JD gets a lot of it in all my AUs before hes ready to have a family orrr even introduce Honey to any of the bros if they haven’t met already! Its only cause Floyd is in a life or death situation that JD even goes to his rescue, but he also has encouragement from his adopted daughter cotton!! ill be posting about her a lot soon too!!!! So! I have officially moved into my new house, BUT i am going to have to move into either another one close by, OR move across the country in a few weeks AGAIN… either way, I'm so sorry for being so busy and inactive!!! let me know if you guys have any questions or anything as id be happy to answer!

[nickelstudy]

JLPT N1 Experience

So first of all, Happy New Year. It has been a while since I've updated this blog. I've been feeling depressed in the past few weeks, I think it's because of drawing? I feel like I haven't been performing well in art, and that it's hard to accept painful truth that I cannot please everyone- not that it matters on this blog, but it's WHY I decide to take some time to write an update here.

I was supposed to talk about my first experience with N1 but I got busy after. I caught up in many stuff, I guess, plus I was busy with my birthday and helping my family's work throughout the month. But now that it's over, let's talk shall we?

Before That

I haven't talked about my last week strategy, here's what I did.

Stopped learning Kanji and do the drills instead

Finished Shinkanzen Grammar in the first section. I had some days left, so I skimmed through the second section without doing the exercise (I did for A - D i think but- I definitely shouldn't)

Borrowed these two books (pic below). For reading, I did every bit of every question style (there were like 6 of them right? Short passage, Long, etc.)

And for listening, I tried to rush through it but I kinda gave up with the chapter III or IV I'm not sure.

I switched between two of them on the last day

FYI the blue book is actually fantastic! I think I've said it before but it has explanation for each answers. I think it's super cool.

Now For N1

Chapter 1: Before exam

For context, I travelled to the exam location alone, so I wasn't bounded by anyone and I could roam anywhere. I got out early, and arrived there pretty early. But walking from the entrance to the exam spot took a while, to the point where I doubted to myself if I was going in the right direction. There were many people there already. I think the morning peeps had already entered the room when I arrived.

I had lunch and... wander around (Typical Pikmin Bloom player). There wasn't much to do anyway. I decided to take a quick review of some onomatopoeia and other vocabs. I think at that point, nothing is more important than vocabs. It was a while before they allowed us to go up the building. Anyway, I SAW A KID in a highschooler outfit in front of the same room as mine! IM- I DON'T KNOW?? HOW DID YOU MANAGE TO BE THIS GOOD AT THAT AGE?? And of course we entered the room. I sat not so far from the entrance.

One thing that bothers me is the fact that they never announced to bring a mask but they asked everyone to wear it in the room?? Luckily, I had it on already.

Chapter 2: The Exam

Sorry for the long introduction haha. SO, starting off with vocabs, grammars, and reading. I skipped to grammar secion first because it's not too hard or too easy. It's all fuzzy now but I did okay(?)

There was あっての that's pretty easy. But there was one of them that bugged me and I was wrong on that one too. It's といたしまして... so weird, I didn't expect it to answer that. ALSO, HONORIFIC VERB CAUGHT ME OFF GUARD but i think i answered it right.

Then onto reading section because I was really scared if I couldn't finished it. It- took me a while to finish each of them but in a fair amount of time. It's like 10 minutes left that I switched to doing vocabs with a lightning speed because I FORGOT there was a fill in the blanks and not just guessing kanji's reading.

I almost got 誇張 (こちょう) wrong as こうちょう

There were 奇跡、偏り、矛盾、賄う、軽率 in which i had no problems

Filling the words is where I had problem due to hurriness. I missed the 快挙 cause I don't know the word.

見返り too, because there was a word that I thought it meant (repay) and not the first

I GOT ONOMATOPOEIA WRONG ANYwAY HECC YEA i didn't know what つくづく means so i went with きっかり or きっぱり im not sure

Also there was a sentence that was supposed to mean "His body condition was..." I thought it was "worsen" so I went with 崩れる except no it's the opposite "ほぐれる". I didn't know that word but i've seen it before it's the goodamn spirit's name from the game.

I didn't know what 尺度 means or how it is read but I got the meaning substitution right (yay) (it's standard)

Here's the fun one. デマ... THIS WORD THAT I NEED TO GUESS HOW IT IS USED WITHOUT EVEN KNOWING ITS MEANING. I tried to came up with the word this word could come from. Dermatologist? Demand? Theme??? (that's テーマ) I had no idea and got it wrong eventually. Can you guess?

It's "Demagogie", a German word meaning false rumor... WHO WOULD'VE GUESSED. I asked one of my Japanese if she knew. Of course she did. She even gave me an alternative for it too... but I forgot. I only know that's it in katakana (im sorry)

Last minute i left one Mondai randomly answered!

For Choukai, it was so goddamn fast. I am certain that if it wasn't fast, it would be manageable for me. I honestly don't know if I scored it well or not, the last listening part were as hard as ever. ONE THING ABT IT THOUGH, there was a part where they were talking in a cafe about how the shop owner use a coffee beans? I think?

ANd FOR GOD'S SAKE WHAT'S WITH THE BACKGROUND MUSIC??? My concentration was popped away, I kept glancing around wondering if what I was hearing was someone's phone or the tape's music. I don't even know what the question really was to be honest.

What's Next?

I- I don't know. I just need to wait for the result. But I'll try to slowly get back to learning a bit Korean and Japanese every day again. Probably need to brush up Memrise and Anki. At least 5 mins a day haha. Thanks for reading til here. Keep on learning! I'll make sure to do my best for learning languages this year too!

I don't have new year's resolution but I guess.. continue ASL? I got busy that I have no time to do it anymore. I doubt if I can do it, considering I'll be busy with internship next academic year.

Anyway, have a great year everyone. Hope you have a good luck and success with studying and anything you are willing to pursue this year.

[blankwashed]

Sleepless Shadows (Part 3)

Chapter: I II III IV V VI VII

Recap: Satoru hugged your waist to try and bring you down. "It's okay it's no big deal. Just finish your meal and we'll be on our way okay? I don't like how people are looking at us with their judgmental eyes," he says to your ears.

You nod your head and try to finish your meal without getting stomach pains.

“All done?” Satoru looks at you after you slurped up the last bit from the stew, with a slight smile on his face.

You nod and try to bow your head to him as respect but he lifted your chin up.

“It’s fine darling, you can repay me in other ways. Like scoring a good score on our coming exams, okay?” He crooned, with a slight smirk on his lips.

Your face was red again as you were thinking of other ways you could repay him, ways that he will be gripping onto your hair, pushing you closer to him-. What?

“He’s just my lecturer, this is unethical as he says,” The thought nestled in your mind as you let out a sigh. If only you were a few years older, if only you were his type, if only you met him outside of class, if only-

His lips were glistening after he licked his lips, a bad habit of his.

“Let’s get back to the car, y/n.” He said, with a gleam in his eyes.

“Mm..” you didn’t want to go back home. You wanted to spend more time with him even though your body was crying out for sleep at this point, especially after eating so much at this time at night.

You dragged your feet to the passenger’s seat of his car which does not open for you this time, and you wondered why. As many times as you try to open the door, it won't budge. That's strange, it was fine before.

"Mr. Gojo? W-Why does my side of the door not work anymore? Could you help me from your side?"

Satoru quickly comes to you as he sees that you're having a dilemma. When he reaches the car, he pats his pockets and his face turned pale.

"Oh shit…" He swore, quite loudly. When the gears in your brain clicked, you realised. He left the car keys inside the car.

"Shit shit shit," He continued swearing with a worrisome face, which was quite different from his usual respected teacher-self. This did not help the situation at all as you didn't know what you could do.

"Shit, everyone is probably still sleeping and I don't want to wake them up…" He mumbles under his breath, still with a worried face.

You bit your lip, equally as worried but not so as you would be stranded with your favourite lecturer. Besides, you don't have classes the next day.

"Sir, I know this isn't the appropriate timing but I don't think you have classes tomorrow either. This predicament that we've gotten ourselves into is not really that bad? I'm sure you could call a tow truck or professionals to get your car opened tomorrow. " You try to make Satoru not worry that much, besides, you're sure that he's not married, right? No one would be waiting for him at home, right?

"I know, I know I just thought this night was going to be perfect, you know? Just me and you and-" He stops himself from continuing as he worries that he might scare you off.

Shucks, you were blushing. It was a chilly night, no doubt but you just felt that it was summer on your cheeks.

"I'm sorry, y/n. I should've known better and as your lecturer this mistake is very unacceptable for me to make," Satoru looks down at his feet while talking to you, as if he's a teenager again which you find quite cute.

"No big deal, sir. Anyways, I noticed that there's a motel nearby while we were driving here. We can sleep there for tonight, what do you think about that?" You adjusted your eyes onto his, making sure he's not sad anymore.

It took Satoru some time till he answered you.

"Sure, let's go get a room."

this was due weeks ago, ive just been really busy with uni and when im not busy, im either sleeping or playing games ;_; its sunday today and tomorrow i'll be back in uni grinding for i dont even know what lol.

[causenessus]

long time no speak! before i go on i just wanna let you know its perfectly fine if you dont see my asks/questions !! seriously ^^ i understand you're busy with writing or outside shtuff so dont add more stress to yourself hun <3

i do want to ask how you write dialog so smoothly? ive always struggled on writing conversations without it seeming awkward or really forced??

thank you again for helping me i really truely appreciate it more than i can express. you are a saint

-smau anon <33

SMAU ANON!!!!! HELLO HELLO <3 i hope you're doing well!! and i will always answer your questions even if it takes a little bit <3 thank you so much for being patient aa!! <3 and i was just thinking about you earlier this week i hope that your writing and planning has been going good!!!

(clipping this so it isn't super long, sorry i YAP)

honestly 😭 i feel like sometimes i struggled with this too but what i think is choppy no one else sees so first of all it's important to remember not to be too hard on yourself!! i'm not sure if you're talking about texts or actual written dialogue but in case it's both, let me start with text:

i often think in a mindset of how i text. and to be honest while i'm outlining i usually get tons of ideas for little texts/entire conversations anyway and so i'll write it all out (for example, my love notes outline was 116 pages long LMAO because the entire thing is just me writing out text like this-

"atsumu: OKAY WELL NOW YOU GUYS REALLY WENT ON A DATE oikawa: i hope you gave her a new years kiss osamu: i think you’re putting too much faith in him bokuto: I HOPE YOU GUYS HAD A GOOD TIME!! suna: bokuto and osamu are the only good people here osamu: if you had to elope with one of us who would u pick"

-yes i did copy that straight from my document. so FIRST since writing that all out + outlines works for me, my outline is basically my rough draft and i think it always helps just to have an idea of what you're thinking of writing before you start writing it! so i'm pretty sure that i changed up bokuto's text in that clip because when i was writing the actual chapter, i didn't think it flowed well or was very in character for him. which leads me into my second point which is for texts and written parts! i think it gets easier if you try to just think from the point of view/mindsets of characters. like suna is obviously a very much more relaxed laid back guy who doesn't talk with a lot of enthusiasm while atsumu is a little more dumb!! (we love him) and loud!!! if you struggle with trying to imagine how they would talk, i would recommend doing things like rewatching episodes/clips of them. before writing love notes, i rewatched the inarizaki match to get a better feel for him (even though they gave me so little of my husband 😔😔😔 i took what i could get). pinterest also has lots of funny or romantic silly little text clips if you just search them up which is what inspired lots of the love notes epilogue (such as the "i'm going to strangle you" "can you even reach my neck" texts, that was literally something i found on pinterest) that you can get inspiration from or even your own funny texts with friends!

for written dialogue, i tend to imagine the scene playing out and then i sort of write what i envisioned. like i imagined suna and y/n on the train, how they're looking at each other, and what they would talk about and then wrote that out! i italicize how they're looking at each other because it's always nice to add descriptions to your writings sometimes :) and when you imagine the scenes, it's sort of second nature! i'd say it once again just really goes back to having a good hold and understand of your characters and how they'll interact. and when you understand them, it also becomes easier to envision them. and also remember everyone writes and interprets things differently!!! you will write your own version of characters and it will be perfect. do not worry about being "ooc" or anything! finding how you relate to characters and giving them personal experiences (if that makes sense) can help you understand those characters more if you struggle with it. and again, rough drafts are super helpful! and they're called ROUGH for a reason. like if you're not feeling a scene, don't force yourself to write it, just be like "y/n and kenma do this." and then move on! when i'm just not too sure about ideas or i can't imagine anything at the moment, i will literally just be like "y/n and suna see each other at onigiri miya." and then tab it. i hope some of this is helpful!! 😭 i keep going on and on because i'm trying to make sure i'm actually explaining things well and in a way that makes sense. i didn't always used to imagine scenes as i wrote them but i would highly recommend it if you're brain works that way! it's like making/watching a movie in your head and thinking of it that way makes it a bit easier for dialogue to flow at least for me so that's my number one tip <3 i hope this helped a little bit!! and i can't wait to talk to u again lovely <3

[maximotts]

ahh im glad i could make you smileee!! :)

especially now that i see people have been bein rude???! 😒 yall gotta leave motts alone ive been saying this for y e a r s hello shes the sweetest lil human 🤨🤨

anyways!! im sorry youve been so busy! i totally get you bc i just finished the last of my f i v e exams from this semester 🥹🥹 but i reallly hope things chill out for you so you can write (just honestly for yourself not that i dont always always love what you post<333)

i seee that youve been busy with school!! but istg last we spoke you had like graduated? and i am now curious what youve been studying?? if youre comfy answering ofc bc this is the internet hehe

istg i should just message you again atp but like its been so long since i messaged you last and it feels awkward bc i dont know what to sayyy!! except ig that youre super cool and awesome bc you deserve to know thatt!!

🧸❄️ giving you this snow bear for your travels this time bc like my uni posted the CUTEST lil snowbear in the background of a post on their insta a while ago and im still obsessed but bc i cannot send it on anon this will have to do :)

anyways that is the end of my (probably again incoherent) yap fest in your anons :)

main notes: youre wonderful, amazing and the coolest and sweetest bowl of applesauce human being ever!! and i hope that you had a great day, and have a wonderful week :) <3

FIVE EXAMS HOLY BEANS!! My one flex in finishing art school is that I rarely have written exams or papers, but instead a secret third thing: big projects that make you rethink if you actually want hands anymore! But soon, I will be freee in four days!! If you've known me for a while then yeah, I def thought I would've graduated last year, but good ol mental illness kicked in and I took a break sooo now we're here! ig technically this is my second degree in total though?? I'm finishing my 2D Animation degree this term!

Congrats on finishing your exams, I'm so proud!! You can literally message me any time though, I swear, especially if we used to talk anyways! I do answer my DMs on here, but if you have my discord, I'll probably respond faster there just bc I have those notifs on!

Also pls send me a message because I want to see this snowbear, I love bears and unnormal amount! I loveee bears! I think YOU'RE wonderful and the sweetest!! I'm sorry it took me a few days to get to this, but I hope you're having a great week as well bb 💖

[atozphantomsquadron]

Cyrus - IV

(cw: combat depictions)

   In two weeks’ time, the Marines set up a camp, on the outskirts of a small village near Khe Sanh.  Sergeant Rich had some uncomfortable questions about the location, which Cyrus had quick answers for: on a hot afternoon, the smaller man took a quick reconnoiter through the village and, finding it deserted, granted permission for Rich and his men to drive stakes.

   In the distance, bombs could be heard impacting the ground, day and night.  Every so often, Rich and Cyrus would look up to the skies, make sure the aircraft flying overhead were friendly then resume their business.  A few times during this check they had seen MiGs flying over, which caused panic for a brief amount of time until every man had found cover.  In those panic times, Rich watched as Cyrus, standing in the middle of a clearing, held his hands up above him: while that should have made him an easy target, no air attacks had come.

   Rich tried to get into Cyrus’ head more and more as the two weeks had passed.  Nothing, though, was able to pierce the short officer’s veil of secrecy, despite a nearly equal clearance level the sergeant held.  Worse, Rich’s own men were starting to take more of a liking to Cyrus than to Rich himself.  Every night before sacking out, Rich reminded himself to send an official letter of protest to his superiors over the situation.

   This night was no different, except that just before he was ready to sleep, Cyrus burst into his tent insistently.  Keeping his eyes closed, Rich moaned.

   “What is it, sir?”

   A light shone into his closed eyes, brightly.  Rich closed them tighter, squinting against the brightness.  Cyrus’ voice was the only measure of the situation.

   “We have to leave, now.  There’s a VC ambush approaching and I’m afraid they outnumber us by about a three-to-one ratio.”

   Rich opened his eyes, sitting up on his bunk.  Cyrus stood there, his short body just inside the door of the tent.  The light was coming from his right hand: he was not holding a flashlight, a match, or anything that could create light.

   “What …?”

   “Come on, there’s no time.  Muster your men and let’s go.”

   By the time Rich had his equipment loaded, he noticed that three other Marines had already been roused to awaken the rest of the platoon.  Cyrus was standing in the midst of the chaos, barking orders to the men who were now scrambling to disassemble camp.  Rich yanked on his shirt and stomped over to the shorter man.

   “Listen here, sir, this is my unit …”

   “Hold that thought.  Michaels, take two men and advance to the north, about fifteen clicks.  We will follow.”

   Rich fumed even hotter as Michaels turned to obey the order.  Cyrus looked up at the sergeant.  “It’s your unit to command, that’s true, but it’s my ass if they get killed before my mission is complete, so if you don’t mind, I have a platoon to save.”

   The shorter man’s words were accompanied by gunfire.  Every Marine hit the dirt and started crawling along the ground, keeping as low as possible to be a worse target.  Rich scurried up next to Cyrus.

   “Okay, you have my attention, what now?”

   Cyrus’ face was now coated in Vietnamese mud.  He shot a scowl toward the nearby brush.  “They’re approaching from there.  We need to get out of this clearing, and my objective is just north of here.  Follow me.”

   The short man stood up and spread his arms out to either side of him.  Closing his eyes, the warrant officer took two deep breaths as a glow began to emanate from his hands.  The glow became more of an aura, which spread out from his body until it completely enveloped both Cyrus and Rich.

   “You can stand up now.”

   Rich nodded, slowly picking himself up off the ground, only reacting when he hit his head on something hard near the top of the arc.  “What the hell?”

   “Oh, sorry.  Let me fix that.”  Cyrus breathed deeply, stretching the top arc of his aura further over his head, until Rich could stand upright.  The two men began making their way toward the trail the rest of the platoon was already taking.

   Though they walked upright and vulnerable, no rounds fired from the jungle came close to hitting them.  They almost seemed invisible, as all the gunfire seemed to be concentrated further up the trail, toward the rest of the platoon.  Rich continued to walk with Cyrus, matching his pace, making sure he never left the aura which was around the two of them.

   The shorter man stopped quickly.  He looked around him, his eyes starting to glow an otherworldly reddish color.

   “It’s close by, I can feel it.”  Cyrus turned to his left and began making his way off of the beaten trail.  Rich looked nervously behind him then back at the warrant officer.

   “You do know there’s nothing out here other than maybe the enemy, right?”

   Cyrus nodded.  “That’s what I’m counting on.  Keep up.”

   Rich drew his rifle up close to his body, his finger within the trigger guard, anticipating anything.  The two men continued to make their way through the jungle.

   Rich yelped suddenly as the two men came face to face with a black-clad man, holding a Kalashnikov at the ready.  Rich pulled his own gun up to firing position, the barrel coming to bear at the enemy fighter’s chest.

   “Don’t shoot.  He doesn’t know we’re here.”

   Cyrus spoke so loudly that Rich cringed, waiting for the soldier to end it all.  To his surprise, though, the VC fighter turned his head, motioned for the rest of his party, and started walking toward the two Americans.  The fact of Cyrus’ weird abilities and their stealth power was now completely evident to Rich, as the enemy fighter walked right through the sergeant, like he was a ghost.  He turned to watch the party continue on for a moment then turned back to Cyrus.

   “Okay, I want some goddamn answers.  What the hell was that?”

   Cyrus turned to look up at the sergeant.  “If I have to explain everything, we won’t have time to complete my mission.  Now get moving!”

   He turned back to keep trudging through the jungle.  Rich continued to follow, but now had returned his rifle to its rest position, hanging from his shoulder.

   Another clearing appeared, shortly before sunrise.  The two men scrambled into it, looking around to make sure that they were alone.  Cyrus finally released whatever power he had used to hide the two men, falling down in a heap.

   Rich crouched next to the shorter man, who he was noticing was now even shorter than he had been when they had started out for Khe Sanh.  The warrant officer’s uniform hung loosely from his frame, looking a size too large for him.  The sergeant approached with some concern on his face.

   “Are you all right, sir?”

   Cyrus rubbed his temple slightly.  “I’ll be fine.  What I’m looking for is just about beneath you.  I need you to dig, sergeant.”

   Rich pulled out his radio.  “You need a medic, sir.  Let’s get you looked at first …”

   “I’m fine, sergeant.  Dig the hole, that’s an order.”

   Rich scowled, returning the radio to his rucksack and pulling out a government-issue spade.  Backing up slightly from where he had checked on Cyrus, he plunged the blade of the shovel into the ground, beginning the arduous task of digging.

   The sun was just starting to peak over the dense jungle trees when the shovel hit something hard.  By this time Cyrus had returned to his feet and was pacing around the perimeter of the clearing.  Rich waved his hands to get the short man’s attention.

   “Something’s here!”

   Cyrus rushed over to the sergeant.  “Are you sure?”

   Rich wiped his forehead.  “I hit something hard and didn’t blow up.  Assuming you’re not looking for land mines, I think this is it.”

   Cyrus took the shovel from the sergeant, pulling more soil away from the hole, until he revealed a hard surface, looking ornate and centuries old, buried three feet under the soil.  Markings were carved into the sides, of an unrecognizable form.  The diminutive man continued to clear soil and dirt away from the surface, until a section large enough for both men to stand on was revealed to them.

   “You’re right, sergeant.  Stand back, please.”

   Rich backed away, holding the shovel.  Cyrus crouched down on the hard surface, bringing one fist back.  Right away, the sergeant noticed Cyrus’ eyes again, taking on a red glow, this time accompanied by his hand having the same glow.  With a quick down stroke, Cyrus’ hand punched through their discovery, creating a deep hole into which the short man fell.

   When the sergeant looked into the hole, he saw nothing but darkness.  No sound seemed to come from the inside, either, except for the shuffling of Cyrus’ feet.  Rich climbed out of the dirt hole to wait for Cyrus on the surface.

   After three minutes, the shorter man emerged, almost floating, from the hole.  His head was shaking.

   “Damn, not here either.  You’d think that after 56 years, they would have better intelligence on these.”

   Rich gave the other man a confused expression.  “56 years?  What?”

   Cyrus brushed dust off of his sleeves, looking up at the sergeant.  “Sorry, you’re not cleared for that.  You need to return to your unit.  I’m finished here.”

   Rich threw his hands up in frustration.  “Real swift, jerkoff, we’re in the middle of nowhere, the platoon is God knows where, and you just expect me to gallivant my way through VC lines and rejoin them?  And what about the big VC offensive, huh?”

   Cyrus approached the sergeant.  “You’ll just have to handle that yourself, sergeant.  Good bye.”

   The shorter man slapped his hand against Rich’s face, covering the sergeant’s eyes.  The day became dark …

   … and in the next moment, Rich was standing at the head of his platoon, all of whom looked around at each other in confusion.  Ahead of them on the trail was a U.S. fire command base, bustling with activity.  A captain approached Rich and his unit, who in unison returned to attention and saluted.

   “State your business, sergeant.”

   “Sir, Master Sergeant William Rich and Platoon C, reporting.  We were sent to reinforce Khe Sanh.”

   The captain smirked.  “You’re just in time, boys, looks like the VC’s have an offensive starting up.  Report to Major Dickinson, he’ll give you the particulars for your unit.”

   Rich released the salute.  “Understood, sir.  Move out, men!”

   The rest of the platoon rushed into the fire base.  Rich, though, remained behind, looking into the jungle which somehow he had just traversed in an instant.  He shook his head, trying to remember the small man’s face, now realizing that the memory was quickly slipping out of his mind.  With a sigh and a shrug, Rich rejoined his platoon.

[grocerystoredean]

Hi I love your wipeoutnatural posts and I think both John Henson and John Anderson would make fun of Sam while he tries to get pass the spinner things so can you make some quotes for this please and keep up the good work 🥰🥰🥰

fsdljksdfkj ty!!! im so glad people are out here enjoying wipeoutnatural i had so much fun the other night!

i definitely think they would go for the hair (much to dean's delight), pointing out the way rapunzel's locks flow in the spinner, plus i know i've made the joke before but they would green giant him, the taller they are the further they fall, every time he goes down. his height is just too easy. "oh and down he goes, it's a long swim" "well really, it's a walk for him, since he can reach the bottom"

also since sam can should and would have told the truth about being lucifer's former vessel to jill, they can should and must draw little devil horns on him at every opportunity with the stupid yellow marker

[sarahrogersevans]

Hey lovey it’s me :)

I don’t know if you’ve done something like this before but could I get a fic with Chris and reader (maybe sister or just girlfriend) where she’s just having a tough time because she’s been sick recently and stressed because their on press tours together and she isn’t relaxing properly so the stress triggers a really bad migraine and she feels guilty for making them push the events and stuff they have to do back because she’s really not doing well to the point they consider going to the hospital because it’s one of her migraines that get that bad, because they can happen every once in a while so it mean iv fluids etc and she hates hospital so Chris is comforting her and it’s just sweet soft fluff and him making sure reader doesn’t stress herself out ❤️

Time To Slow Down- Chris Evans xreader fan fic request

Summary: Chris & reader are on press tours together and reader hasn’t been feeling that great and is so busy with everything & ends up getting a severe migraine and has to pause the rest of the events while Chris takes care of them

Warnings: mentions of severe migraines, mentions of stress, mentions of throwing up, mentions of anxiety, mentions of iv fluids at hospital, fluff, angst, soft Chris, let me know if I miss anything

Chris & I are on the press tour for his movie The Gray Man & things were so busy from the start & it’s been a lot of fun though a lot of questions about our relationship and everything. The Gray Man is huge right now I couldn’t be more proud of my boyfriend Chris he is so talented and I gotta say Chris playing a villain this time is hot. I didn’t really think of anything of it at first but at somepoint I started feeling under the weather but I just thought it was jet lag with all the flights and time changes but I started feeling worse after a week.

Chris and I were getting our pictures taken again at another red carpet event and my head was starting to hurt really bad. Chris leaned over by and whispered “hey Y/N you ok??” I shook my head and said “no.. I’m getting a migraine.. can we go to the hotel please??” Chris gave me a sad smile and nodded and took my hand said “ok thank you so much everyone bye love you all.” We got in the limo and Chris handed me a water bottle and said “here darling drink up we’ll be at the hotel soon hang in there ok?” I nodded at him & squeezed his hand gently and laid my head on the headrest of the seat and relaxed until we got to the hotel.

We got to the hotel room and Chris kissed my forehead and softly said “here I’ll help you get changed sweetheart.” I smiled and said “thank you Chris, I appreciate it.” Chris helped me get into some more comfortable clothes and brushed my hair carefully and I sat on the bed and wanted to lay down but my migraine got worse and I ran to the bathroom and threw up a bit. Chris knelt down by me and moved my hair back so it wouldn’t get anything in it and said “it’s ok baby let it out it’ll help you feel much better.” I wimpered and said “my migraine.. it hurts so much Chris.”

Chris got worried and said “ok Y/N hang on ok? I’m gonna call an ambulance and see if they can take us to a hospital ok??” I nodded while sitting in the bathroom and Chris went in the other room to call. A few minutes later Chris came back to sit by me and rubbed my back saying “I’m sorry you got one of your migraines sunshine I hate seeing you feeling this way.” There was a knock on the door and Chris went to answer it and the ambulance people came and Chris said “hey guys thank you for coming, ok Y/N let me help you on to the stretcher ok?” I nodded and Chris helped me stand and we walked over and Chris came with me.

———time skip——-

I woke up feeling a bit out of it & I saw I was in a bed and freaked out for a minute saying “Chris?!..” Chris got up and said “hey baby hey it’s ok you’re in the hospital you fell unconscious on the way here and I stayed after they got your iv going.” I looked at my arm and I laid back down and said “oh, how long was I out??” Chris checked his watch and said “about two hours honey but that’s ok your head was really hurting.”

Then I remembered about his press events and panicked and said “wait oh my gosh..! Chris your press events and movie premiere watch, don’t you have to go??” Chris kissed my forehead and sat down holding my hand saying “no sweetheart I pushed those back a bit, I’m not leaving your side for a minute Y/N, I wanna focus on you getting better first, I love you.” I smiled wanting to hug him but Chris said “hey save your strength doll I’m here.” He sat by me in the bed and put his arm around me and I felt more relaxed with Chris next to me and I said “I love you more Chris, thank you for taking care of me, I’m really sorry about your schedule..” Chris shook his head and said “don’t give it a second thought my love it’s time to slow down, I’d rather be here with you.”

Here ya go lovey 😊💗💗 hope you enjoy this one xx

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[sevmch]

hq boys when you pepper them with kisses bc you're sad

characters: kenma, akaashi, kuroo

warning/s: none

genre: fluff, comfort

a/n: here's some fluff bc i think ive been writing too much angst lately aksjdkhskshs

kozume kenma

you were sitting next to kenma, staring at your boyfriend's face that had his game face plastered on his features in full concentration. you watched in silence as he played, cheek leaning against your palm.

this wasn't new, in fact, most of your time spent at his place were usually just you doing your own stuff while he played. you didn't really mind, wanting to just be around kenma and feel his presence.

he also loved having you near him, you knew that. but sometimes, especially when you're feeling down, it felt as if he didn't care a bit like right now. kenma cared a lot but he's no mind reader, so he doesn't exactly know you're upset because you failed one of your exams today.

but you really wanted to be close to him as some sort of comfort, so you moved away from the desk and lean towards kenma, resting your chin on his shoulders and catching him give you a side-eye.

"what're you doing?" he asked, focused on the screen again, fingers moving swiftly against the keyboards.

you shrugged, sighing deeply. "nothing."

"okay."

pouting at his lack of response, you placed a quick peck on his cheek. his brows jumped, the crease in his forehead disappearing for the first time tonight. you planted another one and another one and another one, soft and brief and lazy. kenma moved his face towards you when you stopped for a second due to the discomfort creeping up your neck from the position, your boyfriend whining at the sudden loss of contact.

now it's your brows that raised, not really expecting for him to ask more. he leaned closer, tilting his head a little sideways as a sign for you to keep going.

"why'd you stop?"

"my neck was starting to hurt, i thought i was bothering you though." you shifted in your seat to find a much comfortable position.

he frowned, glancing at you and quickly reaching for the neck pillow that sat on the far end of his desk.

"i love it when you do that," he said softly, pausing the game so he could put the pillow around your neck and cup your face gently. "you're never a bother to me."

"kenma," your lips trembled slightly when tears started gathering at your eyes, touched by his affection.

"i know you're not okay. i could tell since you got here. do you wanna get ice cream after and talk about it?"

you nodded, not saying a word because you were sure your voice would crack if you did and kenma knew that, ruffling your hair before turning back to his game.

"ice cream it is then," he said, pressing play. "i'll buy you two if you continue with the kisses."

giggling, you plant more soft kisses on his cheek, even massaging the back of his neck as you watched him play. later that night, he took you to your favorite ice cream parlor, listening attentively to everything you had to say.

akaashi keiji

you and akaashi haven't seen each other the past week due to both of your conflicting and hectic schedules. their practices were extended to later hours for the upcoming interhigh while you were busy with club activities. whenever you had free time, akaashi would be unavailable and vise versa.

you missed each other so much it hurts which was why the second you both had matching free time, it was spent on cuddling for hours on end. even when you were lying on top of akaashi, face hiding at the crook of his neck and feeling the rise and fall of his chest, you still craved for more.

thinking of having to separate and not see each other again for days made your heart sink into your stomach, nuzzling against his neck as if you could get even closer than you were already.

he ran his hand up and down your back in comfort, even giving a gentle squeeze on your arm to remind you he was physically there with you. you sighed deeply, landing feather-like kisses at his jaw.

"missed you."

"i know," akaashi said barely above a whisper, relaxing into the feeling of your soft lips on his skin. "i missed you too, love."

as you kept going with your ministrations, your eyes were wide in surprise when akaashi stopped you, leaning away just to turn to his side and face you. placing a hand at the back of your neck, you felt his lips on your forehead. then, you felt them next on the space between your brows, then at the tip of your nose, then at your chin.

stopping by your lips, he hovered, staring at you lovingly through half lidded eyes. blood rushed to your cheeks, heating up at the way he was gazing at you. slowly, akaashi captured your lips in his, pulling you forward by his hand on your nape as he moved his lips passionately you're glad you were laying down otherwise your knees would've gave out. it was sweet and short, slipping pecks in between before moving back a little.

"don't be so sad anymore, hm? i'm here now." he said, caressing your cheek with his thumb. the corner of your lips tug upward in a smile, releasing a contented sigh as you stared at each other for a little while.

kuroo tetsuro

he was in a middle of a phone call with yaku discussing about their chemistry homework and spitting out chemical names that were alien to you. it has been going of nearly an hour and a half and you were starting to get impatient, wanting to get back to the movie currenly paused at the screen before yaku called.

saturday nights were movie nights and it was an agreement that either of you must be free from distractions - no phone notifications, mentions of school works, and the like. unless it was an emergency. yaku calling wasn't an emergency, in fact, it was just to argue with kuroo that his answers were right and your boyfriend's were wrong.

and you wouldn't mind it if it were any other day but not today. not after movie nights have been pushed back twice in a row because kuroo has been too exhausted from training to even stay awake at 9 pm.

scooting closer to him on the couch, you locked him in place by putting your arms around his neck and resting your legs on his lap. used to your clinginess, he doesn't react - kept his mind on throwing insults at yaku.

so you proceed with your plan in mind. you weren't exactly placing kisses, just letting your lips graze the corner of his mouth to tease, knowing that it riled him up when you don't kiss him completely.

his free hand came to give your thigh a warning squeeze, a light chuckle leaving you as you kept teasing him, lips hovering at the side of his face. when you felt considerate, you'd kiss him lightly.

you're not really sure how long it went on but probably enough time for kuroo to give up.

"okay bro whatever, let's check it again on monday with kai and see who's really right. i'm busy, bye." with a tap on end call, he tossed the phone on the empty spot beside him before tackling you on the couch, making you shriek as your back met the cushion.

"my babygirl's such a tease," he said in a low, husky voice that sent shivers up and down your spine. before you could even utter a single word, kuroo's smashing his lips against yours, moving fast that it got you mind short-circuiting.

when you finally caught up with his pace and started getting into it, he pulled away. you whined, grabbing his collar to pull him down but doesn't budge, a smirk on his face.

"it's not so fun getting teased, is it?" he winked, clearly amused at your annoyed expression.

you rolled your eyes, groaning as you smack his bicep. "seriously kuroo?"

"what, you started it kitten. it's only fair if you get a little taste of it." he laughed when you scowled further, shaking his head lightly and giving you a sweet, gentle kiss. "sorry i interrupted our movie night."

"'s okay," you mumbled in between the kiss.

"we can make out for the rest of it, you know, a way for me to make it up to you," he said, wiggling his eyebrows teasingly.

you scoffed, but really, the idea sounded perfect.

"just admit you enjoy kissing me."

"mmm sure, whatever," kuroo mumbled as he dipped his head, capturing your lips again. maybe movie night being interrupted wasn't so bad afterall.

rb and feedbacks r sexy ty<33

2021 (c) sevmch | strictly do not copy or repost.

[jihyocentric]

hi hi hi lumi im here!! i saw the last answer u did for my last ask and ive been meaning to respond but i've just had no time and been a bit stressed so it took me a bit, and im sorry abt that, but im here now!!

nahyo really is just a couple of possessive codependent losers and yknow what i think they're perfect like that. and so does jeongyeon apparently lksjfklsd

no but i can totally see jeongyeon loving what nahyo have but also being nervous to intrude, especially with how her and jihyo started off on the wrong foot but watching nayeon give jihyo her little lesson abt jealousy definitely helps improve it

awwww for nayeon it goes: bff jeongyeon to roommate/crush of my dog jeongyeon to girlfriend #2 jeongyeon that's actually adorable

all the jealousy is def gonna lead to some MAD sexual tension on all sides i think that's perfect

and there we have it that's 3mix yall!!

-🐶 (im really tired rn so sorry if this isnt as extensive as some of my other asks but i promise im seeing them and appreciating them!! <33)

oh things will get steamy between jeonghyo for sure! but right now all i can think about is fluff... and about being busy it's just like i've said before, don't worry about it, take your time and take care of yourself anonie!!

took a bit longer to answer this bc now that i'm free from college i've been resting (and by resting i mean playing too much genshin impact)... yes i am ashamed.

but here's a little jeonghyo thingy in puppy!hyo au 🤍 late thanksgiving hc i guess!

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jihyo has been trying hard to like jeongyeon.

jeongyeon's loud laugh still scares her, but she was sure she'd get used to it just like she did with nayeon's. jihyo's ears are sensitive, but she still finds it the cutest thing when nayeon laughs loudly, and punches her shoulder, so maybe jihyo could accept jeongyeon being loud that as well. after promising to nayeon, jihyo really started to try and accept jeongyeon as a whole.

the thing is that nayeon was never a nuisance, and jihyo never had to learn how to like her. even when she was still getting used to living with nayeon, jihyo has never felt bothered by nayeon's unique personality, always head over heels for her. sana and momo, nayeon's friends, never scared her either, so jihyo didn't know why jeongyeon triggered her that much. apart from her being jealous of jeongyeon with her owner, that is.

after weeks trying to accept jeongyeon's presence, jihyo would still go after nayeon when her owner had to answer the door. jihyo could sense jeongyeon's presence from afar, and she had to check her scent each time, so that she knew there was no threat and jeongyeon could go inside their home with her approval.

"are you going to do this every time?" jeongyeon asks jokingly, not moving an inch while jihyo reached closer, sniffing her clothes.

jihyo moves away, happy with her little research. jeongyeon still smelled like jeongyeon. nothing different, which meant there were no threats that jihyo could sense or other people's scents in her. jeongyeon's scent was strong and present, one of the best jihyo had ever found in a human. nayeon's was still better, sweet and acidic just the right amount. too bad that jihyo and mina were the only ones with a sense of smell sharp enough to notice those things.

"she likes it." nayeon comments, pointing at jihyo's wagging tail. jihyo quickly tries to prevent her own body from exposing her feelings, but the attempt is useless. "what did you bring for us?"

"pumpkin pie for your sweet puppy," jeongyeon says, charming. jihyo looks at nayeon and pouts. jeongyeon was cheesy and only nayeon could call her puppy. maybe sana too, but it always made jihyo flustered and nayeon didn't like it one bit.

"don't say that. 'puppy'. that's for me only." nayeon pats jeongyeon's shoulder. "let's get inside, sana and momo are here already."

jeongyeon frowns but accepts nayeon's request. jihyo moves to sit on sana's lap, a bit bored after playing with mina and momo the entire evening and not being able to put together the lego figure that was supposed to be formed once all of the pieces were in place.

"hey there, cutie," sana coos at jihyo, allowing the puppy to rest on her lap. jihyo could be clingy, and that's when she was the most adorable. at least that's what sana always thought. unlike mina, who could be very picky at times, jihyo was always up for a good cuddle.

nayeon was setting the dining table by the time jeongyeon came from the kitchen. for jeongyeon's luck, sana gets called by mina to help her and momo with the legos, and jihyo no longer has her warm lap to sit on. instead of waiting for nayeon, jihyo looks at the only lap available, and it happens to be jeongyeon's.

"'m going to sit here." jihyo states rather than asking. jeongyeon is taken aback, but she certainly doesn't refuse jihyo's approach, letting nayeon's puppy sit on her lap. "you're warmer than sana," jihyo mutters, her head falling back against jeongyeon's shoulder, body relaxing.

it is certainly a surprise for nayeon when she goes into the living room and finds jihyo sleeping on her best friend's lap, ears twitching and tail swishing softly, as if she's dreaming. she looks at them fondly for minutes and almost forgets to call them for dinner.

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A Second Mask: Chapter 4

Did that just happen?

Hello guys! It's me. I'm finally writing again. Sorry about the delay. I'm going to explain more at the end of the chapter, but I'm just going to keep the beginning short. So here is chapter 4:

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To say Adrien was concerned would be a huge understatement. He was downright disturbed. Its been weeks and still Marinette hadn't changed back to the happy, peppy, nice girl that he knew. AND SHE WOULDN'T EVEN TALK TO HIM ABOUT IT!

He tried to talk to her for a whole week after her original trasformation, but after the repeated firm rejections, he stopped altogether. He figured that maybe with some space, she might be able to work through whatever she was going through, but at this point, he's losing hope.

When he is feeling this distressed about something, he usually turns to his lady, but she has been acting weird too. Ever since she suggested they start sparring, she's started to show that she is going through kinda a rough time as well. She is the same ladybug when everyone is watching, but when it's just the two of them, she looks sad and tired. She has also started saying some concerning things while they are sparring. She has started talking about how she has started taking being Ladybug and the Guardian more seriously, and how she has less distractions now, which would be a good thing if she didn't say them so sadly.

The good thing is, the sparring has given him a chance to get out his aggression because of the whole Marinette-situation and his anger at his father in a safe environment. He didn't like the idea of hitting Ladybug at first (especially in the face) but with her not holding back on her hits, he felt more comfortable doing the same. It has helped them fight better too. He hopes that whatever Ladybug is going through in her civillian life will work itself out soon, but until then he will be there for her. He just needs to figure out how to be there for Marinette.

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Felix was making good progress with Marinette. After they first asked marinette about (insert fashion question of your choice here, I legit know nothing and I didn't have time to research anything for this chapter), she had started answering their questions on a daily basis. After a couple of days of that, she had started to rant to them about different things in the fashion world that were bothering her, exciting her, or confusing her that particular day. In response to that, they had started to respond to her rants with their own opinions on the subjects and even start their own rants.

It had gotten to the point where Felix would now consider them to be friends, though they know that Marinette would never call them as such, it was fine with them. They know she has trust issues, and they can understand why, so they are fine with being friends in everything but a name.

Felix was looking forward to their daily banter as they waited in their seat for Marinette to arrive. When she did, she was followed by a very pissed-looking Alya. Felix turned to look at her and noticed that she had what looked to be tears forming in her eyes. What they didn't notice was the little black butterfly that had entered through the window in the back of the room, and was making a beeline towards her.

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Marinette walked to school in yet another one of her newest fashion creations: a pair of oversized grey ripped jeans and a navy blue sweatshirt. She was actually really liking her new look, and the comfort that it offered was just an added plus.

She was actually feeling excited to talk to Felix about Gabriel Agreste's newest fashion flop. They were the only person that she had met that actually cared about fashion as much as her. It made her happy to talk to them. It kind of scared her how excited she was. Shouldn't she be distancing herself from everyone? she thought to herself. No. Felix isn't my friend, they aren't close to me, they are just someone I talk fashion with. Like a coworker, yeah. Totally. Felix is just a coworker. ("Liar" says the inner voice in her head)

She was shocked out of her thoughts when she was pulled to the side by someone as she entered the courtyard. Her mind immediately thought of an akuma, when the person spoke.

"Marinette! Girl," Oh it's just Alya. Wait Alya? "How long are you gonna keep up this cry for attention? Are you really THAT jealous of Lila? I know that Adrien likes her, but that doesn't give you the right to act like this! And you are hanging out with Felix, who accused her of sexually harrassing Adrien on their first day here-?" She looked absolutely furious at her, but Marinette had heard enough. She cut Alya off in the middle of her presumably long rant.

"ALYA!" Said girl jumped at both the inturruption and the tone of voice used, "First of all, this isn't a cry for attention, if anything its a cry for leaving me the fuck alone. Second of all, I'm not jealous of Lila. I'm not in love with Adrien anymore, and haven't been for a while. You knew that I was dating Luka right? Why would I care who Adrien likes? Lastly, I am allowed to hang out with whoever I choose, whether you like them or not. It's none of your fucking business Alya, and if you think that I'm just some jealous, attention-seeker why do you even care?" With that last question she stormed off to the classroom, leaving a speechless Alya behind her.

When marinette sat down in her seat, she just kept thinking about how Alya was just talking to her. How could she think that about her? They used to be best friends, and Alya wasn't even concerned about her not talking to her anymore, she was just concerned about her being "jealous of Lila". It made her so furious that she could feel tears trickling down her face. She sees the black butterfly out of the corner of her eye and without hesitation grabs it out of the air.

(Next part is taken from this post by @bigfatbreak)

"Go ahead and akumatize me- See what happens, Hawkmoth!" She screamed the words with a slight madness that the energy of the akuma was giving her, "Every leash has two ends! I just have to pull until I find where you're holding it!"

At this point, the entire class was frozen in place watching her and listening to her crazed-sounding voice threaten an actual terrorist. Marinette felt Hawkmoth's confusion and terror through the bond. What in the- She's sensing me through the Akuma?! The akuma then started to fly away, and when it couldn't it zapped her hand like it was made of lightning and fluttered through the same window it came from. Marinette felt like she had failed yet again and collapsed down on her desk, muttering, "Uuuuggghh. It escaped anyway... What a waste. I didn't realize that Hawkmoth was such a coward. He usually likes grandstand..."

She was startled when her hand was picked up by Felix's, "You likely scared him off by managing to locate him like that... A risky move, I should mention. I would ask that you not attempt that a second time. No one knows what his akuma is truly capable of. You'll want to keep off of this hand for a while, too."

"Oh, are those the doctor's orders? Why, Felix, it almost sounds like you care about meeee." Marinette was all too amused by Felix's concern for her. She also liked to tease them... AS COWORKERS DO.

"I have an investment in your presence. Now don't be cheeky and let's get you to the nurse's office," They said while holding her wrist and gently pulling her in that direction.

Marinette scoffed, "'An investment in my presence'??"

Felix chuckled while still semi-dragging her by the wrist towards the front of the room, being careful not to hurt her injury even worse, "What did I just say about being cheeky?"

On their way out of the door they passed a VERY distressed-looking Adrien. He seemed to be sharing the sentiment with the entire class of: Did that just happen?

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And thats chapter 4. It is VERY LATE! I know. I've been swamped with work, and when I went to write it, I had zero ideas on how to write this chapter. I never ended up getting those ideas. I just went where my writing took me, so if it doesn't really match the characters that's why. I will try to be better at updating regularly, but it probably won't happen. Sorry to everyone with a normal sleep schedule, but this is the time that I write things. Also I didn't have my outline with me while writing this chapter, so it might not have everything I planned to write in it.

I would like to thank you all for all of the support I've been getting on this fic. Despite all of the chapter delays, you guys have stuck with me through all of it, so thank each and every one of you. I love seeing so many people loving this au as much as I do. Without you guys this story wouldn't exist, and I would've stopped writing it after the first chapter.

As always, constructive criticism is always accepted. I love being able to improve my writing whenever possible.

Thank you for reading. Have a nice day/night/whenever you are reading this. See ya next time guys, gals, and non-binary pals.

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sarah i have thought of another fic request or like a cute idea i guess! i didn’t have anyone in mind when i thought of it so you can write it for whoever you want honestly :)

okay so the reader is a streamer but streams games like animal crossing, standew valley, etc. then (insert who you’re writing for) says they don’t like that game, but later ends up buying it and the reader is like “i thought you said you didn’t like this game” and they’re like “well i like you” and they confuses their feelings and they end up playing the game together and reader gives them a tour of their island or farm

i feel like this request isn’t good, but the scenario seemed cute and i wanted to share it. sorry if this is confusing or just too specific cuz i know it can be hard to write requests like that! but yeah i hope it gives you inspiration and you like the request <3

new horizons

warnings: language, a Marvel reference (hint: natasha said it about tony), stupid idiots who don’t realize they like each other, use of pet names, Uno rage, Hasan Piker's presence

words: 1473

tags: sapnap x gn!reader

A/N: i’ve been trying to catch up a little on my requests (i’ve only got a couple so i’m not super overwhelmed) but school and outside life has been taking up most of my time so this one took me a while to make! tbh— ive never played animal crossing so i did google some of the game mechanics and i apologize if anything is inaccurate about the game…. but i liked relaxing and writing this cute one so thank you for requesting hails :3

requests/inbox status: open

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“This game is trash.”

Your head quirks, fingers stopped on the screen. You’re in the process of giving your character a cute new nickname; it’s kind of hard to decide between “awkward dude” and “elderly skater”.

“Excuse me?” Your chat comes alive with emotes and ‘KEKW’s, obviously entertained by you and your almost-more-than-friends-friend.

There’s a story for that later.

Sapnap’s rough laugh comes through your headset and he audibly swallows, the sound of a water bottle dropping onto his desk echoing.

“I’m just saying—it’s boring. It’s like Minecraft but you don’t like… do anything.” The grainy image of his bearded face shifts and you see him pull out his phone.

“It’s— you can’t even compare it to Minecraft! It’s a completely different game system—you actually interact with other people live in the game.” You huff out a dramatic sigh, slumping in your chair with a pout. “Just because you go into this lucid state where all you know is ‘touch block, hit George’ doesn’t mean this game isn’t fun.” (He scoffs at your awful impression of his voice. Your viewers love it.)

“Jeez,” he mumbles, fumbling with the cap of his water bottle. “Touched a nerve there, bud.”

You roll your eyes, getting back to the village in the game.

“Don't ‘bud’ me.”

The call falls comfortably quiet, the sounds of him tapping obsessively on his phone and you clicking away filling the silence. A gentle bedroom-pop YouTube playlist remains in the background, prompting you to hum along and glance at the chat to see a flood of “check twitter” and “Y/N TWITTER!!”.

“What happened on Twitter?” You mumble, confused, and pull the website up on another monitor. Sapnap just makes a curious noise, swinging back and forth in a circle. “Oh my God,” you say to yourself, fingertips brushing your parted lips.

“What?”

“Hasan Piker just followed me and retweeted one of my not even remotely political old tweets. Like from a year ago.”

“That’s— wow. Congrats?” Sapnap’s voice cracks, and his ears flush pink the tiniest bit when you glance at his face on Discord.

“I’m gonna go on record and say that he could get it.” You shake your head in disbelief.

Sapnap falls uncharacteristically non-hyper-verbal, so you look past the frenzied chat and to his screen— wait. He muted and turned his camera off.

“Um,” you start, furiously typing question marks in your private chat. “Where’d you go?” You mute and turn screen share off for your stream, concerned that he might’ve fallen off his chair and broken his neck and needs you to call the ambulance.

The characteristic ding of a twitter notification sounds through your bedroom, and you look at your phone quickly.

“That’s where I went.”

Sapnap Tweeted: “all Y/U stans can choke on my dick”.

“Jesus, Sapnap,” you say, and rapidly refresh to read the replies. This tweet was deleted. “That’s so— that barely makes sense, bro. Why— literally what?”

His snicker floods your ears and you relax in your chair. Crisis: averted. “Don’t fucking— what’s wrong with you?”

“I thought it would be funny,” he offers, shrugging, and fiddles with the straw in his water bottle, smile fading. “And also Hasan pisses me off.”

“Why, ‘cause he wants a piece of this? Jealous?” You think back to your viewers, knowing they’re probably spamming question marks and coming to ludacris conclusions about both of your absences. No offense to them. You remember your stan days very vividly.

“I mean, kinda.” He rubs once at his nose, glancing at the camera (and what feels like you) before taking a sip from his water bottle.

“Wow.” You watch one strand of his hair fall from beneath his hat and brush against his full eyebrows. “I’m uh—I’ll get back to my stream. You coming? Or is it time for a Sapnap-snack?”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” He snorts and leans his chin onto the balance of his arm.

“That means you like to take a little snack break mid-stream and come back approximately nine hours later and you didn’t even eat.”

“You know what— fuck you.” He flicks the camera as you laugh at the look on his face.

The teasing mood is easily kept as you switch games from Animal Crossing to Uno, all the while slamming Sapnap with +4’s and skipping the newly-arrived BadBoyHalo at any chance you can get. It unironically pisses him off and he has to take a Sapnap-snack break midway through (only a fifteen minute break this time, during which you and Bad take a “What Kind of Bread Are You?” quiz). The rest of the night is filled with devious cackles (you), loud and sudden bangs that sound suspiciously like someone hitting their desk in anger (Sap) and the stupid barking of Rat, AKA Lucy (Bad). She’s cute but a menace to the sound quality of Bad’s microphone. You sign off stream around 2 a.m. with various forms of thanks and kisses blown to the camera. It’s been a refreshing night, actually; you’ve been busy organizing a partnership stream all week and all your friends have been busy filming or editing or what-not. Quackity had time for a little Roblox every couple of days, though. He’s got your back.

The next time you see Sapnap is after a two hour stream of him try-harding in Valorant and you finishing responding to an email from your partnership in the VC.

“Okay, I’m back.” You hear him shift in his chair and click a couple more times on his keyboard. You perk up in your chair, closing the email browser you’d been looking at.

“Do you want to play anything else? I’m down for anything.”

“Absolutely not Uno. You can go to hell for giving me 6 cards that one time,” he jabs. You scoff, crossing your arms and leaning back in your chair.

“Okay, the +4 was on me but it’s Bad who gave you the last two. That’s not my fault, sweetie.”

“Yeah, yeah,” he mumbles, trailing off as the clicking of his keyboard stops. “Hey, um—Guess what?”

Your heart beats loud in your ears at the tone of his voice. He sounds nervous; that’s never good.

“I’m scared to guess,” you try, playing with a little Minecraft dog figurine you have on your desk with fidgety fingers. “What?”

“I bought Animal Crossing.”

Silence. You stare at his discord icon blankly, trying to reroute the wires of your brain.

“Tell me you love it.”

“Well… I haven’t actually played it— but you said you liked it, so.”

“So,” you repeat him, ears warming but continuing on. “Is that what you tell all your friends when you buy something they like? That it's because of them?”

He seems to choose his next words carefully, pausing a beat to consider your questions.

“Well, I don’t have a crush on all of my friends.”

“You—what?” You stutter, caught off guard and stumbling. What did he just say? “Don’t tell me you mean you have a crush on me.”

“I’m almost positive I just did.” His discord icon stares right back at you, taunting.

“You know, you’re very casual for someone who just admitted they like-like me.” Your cheeks flush pink and you have to press a hand to your chest to keep your breathing sounding stable.

“Yeah, I’m kind of cool like that,” he offers, a huff of a laugh punctuating his statement. The conversation moves into a lull that you can’t help but know is because of you. He must expect you to say something about it, right?

“You are very cool, Sapnap.” You tilt back in your chair, sucking in a breath to prepare yourself for your next words. “And—Isortakindofhaveacrushonyoutoo.”

He must understand you, for you can hear the grin in his voice when he asks “Really?”

“Y-yeah.” You feel like a preteen again, all shaky and giddy in front of the boy you just asked to a middle school dance.

“Um, alright. What do we do now?”

“I don’t know,” you answer genuinely and swing in a happy little circle in your chair. “We could play Animal Crossing.”

“I’m down.”

You swear you’ve never heard more beautiful words.

He keeps his camera off for most of the time you two play, too focused on creating his island and asking you questions about how to fish to turn it on. He silently flips it on when you help him decorate his lawn, needing to show you in real-time the decorations he has bought and where you think he should put them. He looks cute. I mean, of course he does. He always does.

You tell him goodbye late in the night, eyes saying a little more than just “see you tomorrow”.

You like him. He likes you.

It’s even better when you two have matching gardens.

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A/N: anybody and everybody (especially my precious hailey) let me know what you think!! :]