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[robynrileyart]

YOURE HERE HELLO !!

HELLO!!!! thank you sm for following me over here, may i offer you a midorima in these trying times

[papiliotao]

꒰ 𝒎𝒊𝒅𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒚 ✩࿐

pairings: alhaitham, diluc, kaeya, and zhongli x gn!reader (separate)

content: hurt/comfort, fluff, established relationship, arguments (unspecified reason), reader and character live together

summary: after a heated conflict with your boyfriend, you decide to sleep on the couch instead of together on your shared bed. how does he react?

a/n: shockingly, i'm not writing for any anemo boys this time. that's mainly because this is a gift for @spiritingawaytoanime for @favonius-library's gift exchange event! i hope you enjoy!

The sound of the front door closing is the only sound that can be heard as ALHAITHAM steps into your living room. An ocean of pitch-blackness threatens to drown him. The space lacks illumination. Darkness floods into every crack and crevice of your home, invading an otherwise peaceful space.

He breathes out a sigh as he walks down the hallway of your shared apartment. Alhaitham doesn’t bother flicking on the lights. He knows you’re probably asleep already, and he’d rather not disturb you, especially since you were in a foul mood earlier. So unpleasant, in fact, that you got into a petty argument with him. However, Alhaitham isn’t really that worried. He knows that in the end, you’ll be able to sort out your differences.

But when he enters the bedroom, he immediately feels that something is off. The air feels colder than usual, biting his skin with the ferocity of a thousand cuts. It’s unsettling and especially disturbing to Alhaitham because such feelings don’t often overtake his frozen heart. It almost feels as though the atmosphere has the ability to thaw his emotions, awakening a sentimental side of himself that doesn’t often show beyond his rational demeanour.

When he approaches the side of your bed, he instantaneously realizes what’s wrong. You’re not here. You’re not here. An unfamiliar feeling drives pinpricks into his heart. The sensation is strange, irritating, and it won’t go away. He hasn’t ever felt this way before. Perhaps this is another emotion to add to the list of new feelings being with you has caused him to experience.

Alhaitham sighs. It’s not like he wasn’t expecting this outcome. He had been far too cold earlier while you had been far too emotional. Ice and fire would never coalesce into a single being.

The feelings that accompany the situation are all a complete mystery to him. Nonetheless, he buries his emotions so that he can focus on finding you, maintaining his logical front in the face of such a precarious situation.

As your lover, he knows you well, so he’s almost entirely sure he knows where you’ve gone. Alhaitham shakes his head. He should have checked right when he entered the house. After all, the couches were right by the door.

Once again, Alhaitham walks blindly through the darkness, taking it step-by-step without so much as a stumble in his gait as he makes his way down a hallway that has long engraved itself in his memories. It’s odd. Alhaitham doesn’t usually go out of his way to become involved in the affairs of others, much less memorize details about their lives. But with you, everything is different. He remembers every single intricate thread of information in the web that forms your identity.

And perhaps that’s why he feels a sense of calm wash over him like cerulean waves on a pristine summer day as he approaches your sleeping form. As he takes in the sight of your silhouette against the backdrop of night, he notices that you appear to be shivering slightly. You don’t have a blanket on.

“Typical [name],” he whispers under his breath. 

Although his words sound rather harsh and slanderous, he utters them with hints of a small smile gracing his face.

Quietly, Alhaitham walks over to a closet in which you keep a multitude of blankets. He takes his time selecting one — after all, he’s in no rush. Eventually, he settles on a velvety blanket that feels soft to the touch. Although Alhaitham can’t exactly picture it in the dark, he knows that it will be sufficient.

So with an insurmountable level of care, he drapes it onto your body. Even though he can be insensitive at times, Alhaitham knows that you most likely want some space for now, so with a gentle ghost of a kiss to your cheek, he leaves the room.

The silence that fills the house rings in DILUC’s ears, shrieking in a manner reminiscent of thousands of crystal glasses shattering into pieces. It’s deafening. The space feels as though it is full of nothing but misery and doubt and yet it’s so, so empty at the same time.

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

The sound of a clock’s arms snapping into place in one second intervals is the only sign of life within the building. Every space on the canvas of night is blank as if awaiting wonderous stars to fill the nothingness with inquisitive light. However, the illumination doesn’t come. Tales of galaxies serendipitously brightening worlds are simply idealistic fantasies from the minds of children. In the real world, things seldom end so well without any intervention.

So he decides to slowly get out of bed, leaving the warmth under the covers — a heat that feels far too stifling without you — in order to search for you. But as the abyssal air of night brushes against Diluc’s skin, he feels a shiver run down his spine. Nothing feels right without you by his side. He needs you. Now.

Diluc knows you’re sleeping on the couch. He saw you there when he was going to bed, but at the time, pride and petty emotions whispered words of spite in the depths of his soul, phrases that prompted him to ignore you.

As he navigates the dimly-lit hallways of your shared home, a wave of regret washes over him. If only things hadn’t gotten so heated when you were still immersed in the waking world together. Now you’re asleep, and he’s lost any chance he has of making things right today. If he wants to apologize, then patience will be crucial.

However, at the same time, Diluc wants to check up on you. So when he finally makes his way through the doorway of the living room, his eyes immediately land on your figure, burning with the light of a thousand fires, almost as though they are casting a glow upon your silhouette. The moonlight illuminates you, caressing every strand of your hair and highlighting every dip and curve of your features to make you look absolutely ethereal.

As Diluc approaches you, he notices that you’re barely covered by a thin blanket, and despite the feeble layer of protection, the frigid atmosphere of night seems to permeate your soul. He shakes his head slightly, sighing as he stares at you. No matter how angry he was at you during the day, Diluc can’t just leave you here to freeze.

So with bated breath, he picks you up while you’re still immersed in a universe of dreamy fantasies and carries you to your room. He thanks all his years of training with a claymore for giving him the ability to lift you. Although you’re not on the best of terms, Diluc is sure that you’ll make up once morning comes, and thus, a vibrant new dawn will overlook the horizon for both of you.

Shivers wrack KAEYA’s body as he tosses and turns restlessly in a bed that feels far too large and far too empty for his liking. It’s peculiar. The cold rarely bothers him, yet now, without you by his side, the frigidness of the night air is far too potent for his liking. Tendrils of night creep under the covers overtop him, wrapping around him with an icy fervor, and no matter how hard he tries to ignore the sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach, he can’t.

It’s as though the brighter part of himself has faded away with the radiance of the sun, giving way to an indescribable melancholy that settles into every inch of his being, taking all that he has and becoming all that he is. The cold is so much more unbearable without your warmth, and it doesn’t take long before he realizes that he won’t be able to close his eyes peacefully and drift into a tranquil world full of glacial wonderlands. Instead, he’ll lie awake, alone in your freezing bed — a place that feels far too desolate without your presence.

Hours stretch on and on, twisting and turning in a way that morphs them into a neverending story. As time goes on, the unsettling embers that had once singed the pit of Kaeya’s stomach grow until they blaze brightly, morphing into a raging fire. It’s unbearable, and he knows that he has to do something or else his mind will continue nagging at him for the remainder of the evening.

With cautious movements, he sits up and climbs out of bed. It’s awfully quiet in the house. Usually, flirtatious remarks and passionate displays of affection fill the void within your home, transforming it into a utopia overflowing with wonders. However, at the moment, none of that exists. Perpetual darkness and transient flashes of anxiety are the only things present at the moment. However, he manages to carefully make his way down the hallway without much issue. The creaking of the floorboards is the only noise that cuts through the silence hanging in the air.

As Kaeya enters the living room, his eyes land on a figure lying on the couch. It’s you. He breathes out a sigh, approaching you. Kaeya can see the rising and falling of your chest, hear your gentle breaths, and feel you exhaling once he leans in to examine your face. You look as though you’re at peace — a stark contrast to your earlier demeanour, an act fueled by feelings of rage and spite.

A small smile tugs on the corners of his lips. You look ethereal, although slightly pitiful, your face tinted with the light of the moon. His heart breaks. You appear lonely without his arms wrapped around you. Kaeya feels the urge to pull you into his embrace, hold you tight, protect you from the unknown monsters of the night.

But instead of doing anything, he simply stands there. After your explosive argument, he’s still hesitant to touch you. However, upon closer examinations, Kaeya sees you shaking like a leaf in an intense gale. You’re freezing. And that’s the final straw.

Your boyfriend finally breaks under the weight of your needs and his desires. With steady movements and a fragile touch, he lifts your body just the slightest bit — barely enough for him to climb onto the couch under you. Gradually, he sets you down, laying your head down on his chest. His fingers graze over your features as he eyes you with a gaze full of admiration.

“Sweet dreams, babe. We’ll figure everything out once the sun rises.”

ZHONGLI sighs as he settles atop the plush covers of your shared bed alone. It feels cold — far too frigid for his liking as darkness encroaches, and although he glances out the window in hopes of seeing a single shard of fragmented starlight, he is greeted with nothing more than the sight of an endless abyss devoid of radiance. 

A chill permeates every bone in his body, gnawing at him in a way that serves as a perpetual reminder that you’re not beside him right now. It’s strange. For once, Zhongli feels restless. He’s usually so calm, so composed. But at the moment, he can’t help but worry. 

You’re not here with him. Instead, you’re out in the living room, curled up alone on the couch. Zhongli can picture you in flawless detail — every dip and curve of your troubled face, the shadows that shroud you in a cloak fashioned from midnight, and the rise and fall of your chest as you breathe in and out. He feels a longing that he hasn’t felt in centuries. He wants to be beside you to trace your features, to prevent the glacial fingers of night from creeping down your back, and to feel your breath fanning his face.

However, he knows that no matter how hard he wishes, his hopes and dreams will have to be put on hold for now. In hindsight, it was a bad idea to let you escape into the land of slumber without trying to work things out with you first because now, Zhongli feels as though he won’t get a wink of sleep. At least, not without you by his side.

Eventually, he caves to all the thoughts running through his head; guilt threatens to swallow him whole. So instead of continuing to chase sleep, Zhongli gets out of bed, and although the night air sends a shiver down his spine, the sensation is nothing compared to his need for you. Quietly, he makes his way into your living room, trying to keep his footfalls light out of fear of waking you up. His eyes have long since adjusted to the darkness, so he navigates the house without any real trouble.

When he arrives at his destination, his gaze immediately zones in on a silhouette lying on one of the couches in the room. Although obscured by darkness, he knows that it’s you. Cautiously, he bends down to observe you. Zhongli raises his hand in order to caress your cheeks, his touch feather-light as if he’s afraid that you’ll shatter.

He wants nothing more than to wake you right now and talk things out, but he doesn’t want to disturb your slumber. You seem so peaceful despite everything that happened earlier, and besides, Zhongli is sure that with time, the two of you will make up. Your love for each other is much stronger than any form of false resentment fostered by petty arguments. After all, the illusions created by a deceptive heart are far too easy to dispel with feelings of everlasting passion and affection.

So instead of rousing you from the oneiric realm of dreams, Zhongli sits down on a couch beside the one you’re lying on. Although his mind has not completely settled yet, it feels less perturbed with you by his side. As a master of patience, he decides that he’ll wait for you to wake up. He’ll wait for the first rays of light to grace the face of the earth in order to greet you with a smile and an apology once you open your eyes.

Thank you for reading!

[favonius-library]

EXCHANGE GIFT EVENT — INFORMATION AND MASTERLIST

welcome to the first gift exchange event in the favonius library! during the month of may, our members gifted their works to other members and received one as well.

in this post, all these works will be linked, so please show some support!

voicemail. | @ayato-kisser ; gifted to @seraphiism

xiao, alhaitham, kaveh, dehya, shenhe x reader

conversations with a stranger | @xnchxntmxnt ; gifted to @heiayen

kaveh x reader

a fallen star. | @mondaymelon ; gifted to @k-zu

dainsleif x reader

midnight clemency | @papiliotao ; gifted to @spiritingawaytoanime

alhaitham, diluc, kaeya, zhongli x reader

艾爾海森 : surface | @k-zu ; gifted to @chaoticillness

alhaitham x reader

the beach and the boombox | @chaoticillness ; gifted to @d0rmiens-fact0rem

yoimiya x reader

otome-like adventure | @theblueskyofthedawn ; gifted to @ayato-kisser

heizou x reader

the sound of music | @micheya ; gifted to @egnengg

albedo, cyno x reader

the secrets of endings and beginnings | @stcrfeesh ; gifted to @mondaymelon

xiao x reader

scaramouche drabble | @aimixx ; gifted to @cherry-froggie

scaramouche/wanderer x reader

to eden | @seraphiism ; gifted to @micheya

alhaitham, xiao, scaramouche/wanderer, childe, zhongli x reader

when you say yes. | @arkhammaid ; gifted to @papiliotao

kazuha x reader

love across the stars | @heiayen ; gifted to @soleillunne

scaramouche/wanderer, kazuha, xiao, albedo, yoimiya, shenhe, ayaka x reader

what kind of dates do they take you on? | @soleillunne ; gifted to @bornofchalk

kazuha, albedo, xiao x reader

flour and fun ! | @cherry-froggie ; gifted to @stcrfeesh

kaveh x reader

to share a story (or two) | @bornofchalk; gifted to @aimixx

alhaitham x reader

[rudolphsboyfriend]

Hi guys!! I would like to introduce u to my good friend and dear mutual @skeletonfloss they're new to tumblr :)) i am introducing variety to the tumblr gene pool i am providing enrichnent to the enclosure <33

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[duckymcdoorknob]

I posted 3,656 times in 2022

1,223 posts created (33%)

2,433 posts reblogged (67%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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@spiritingawaytoanime

I tagged 1,476 of my posts in 2022

#planet dumbfuck - 618 posts

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#t content - 174 posts

#anon - 109 posts

#my actual genuine fav - 75 posts

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#life of ducky - 68 posts

#anime - 60 posts

Longest Tag: 116 characters

#when your sociology teacher assigns a project on monday and says it’s due friday but you miss the in class work days

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Um hello I’m kinda new here… I found your emergency requests on someone else’s blog and I really need one right now. My mom wont stop making comments on my body. It makes me feel really bad about myself all the time. Can you please write Takemichi, Chifuyu and Mikey comforting an s/o with body image issues? Thank you if you do write this!! If not, or if it’s too much, please just trash this!

Of course my dear.

Thank you for trusting me with this. I know ALL about this one.

(Brb manifesting Mikey’s)

Please don’t hesitate to come in my dms if you need any help at all.

CW UNDER THE CUT: mentions of bodyshaming.

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236 notes - Posted June 15, 2022

#4

Hello! I'm here for another order, if isn't too much!

I would like a dark chocolate in oval form, with ganache, oreo and raspberry creme fillings! With Gold Foil (Saiki himself). Have a great day! :)

HELLO MI AMORE, COMING RIGHT UP!

I WILL be having a great day now, I wish you one as well.

So you better have one (ง'̀-'́)ง

This one’s a specific scenario! Oopsie he’s a little OOC here, but oh well.

𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑜𝑥 𝑤𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑦 ❤︎

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320 notes - Posted March 9, 2022

#3

LAWDY I’m such a Kurapika simp helpppp

𝕆𝕜𝕒𝕪 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕚𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖...

The passing streetlights becoming nothing but blurry shines of ochre, as you were blinking in and out of reality. The low hum of the wheels against the road further lulling you to give into your exhaustion.

The only thing keeping you awake being Kurapika’s gentle humming with the radio. His peaceful voice accurately hitting every note, further leaving you wanting to hear it more and more. Him carefully maneuvering around obstacles and potholes to keep the little ones asleep.

Said little ones being absolutely knocked out in the backseat, with you sitting patiently in between them. Against your left thigh, laying Gon. His bright, determined and sparkly eyes, now being shut and unmoving. His mouth hanging slightly agape. As for your right shoulder, Killua taking refuge there. His fluffy hair resting against you, his normally stoic face relaxing peacefully. Gentle snores emitting from his mouth.

Your eyes continuously blinking as you stir in and out of reality. Finally drooping your head downward, gently bonking heads with Killua.

“Hey, (Y/N)…? You doing alright back there?” The blonde at the wheel asking, him stealing a glance through the rearview.

His eyes fixating upon your sleeping figure, and the little boys sleeping on either side of you.

“I guess they are.” Him replying to himself sweetly.

“Aww. How considerate.” Leorio cooing softly from his front seat.

“Hey! Leave me alone” the Kurta quietly yelping in response.

The brunette shaking his head and staring at the passing buildings and cars.

“Sweet dreams, everyone.” A whispered message being the last thing Leorio heard before his own head was lolling to the side.

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476 notes - Posted March 5, 2022

#2

I’m so silly

803 notes - Posted May 24, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

This is gonna be the first time I request from you and I hope you don't mind :))

An emergency request pls. So, i have this tendency of talkinga a lot, principally when its about something I really enjoy, one thing that is normal to happen when I talk too much is people interrupting me out of nowhere and never letting me finish, any time someone does that I just feel like crying honestly, and of course that happened today and no one seemed to notice. Could I have a scenario with Saiki where his partner normally suffers with that?

It's okay if you don't want to, have a great day :))

Hi of course you can!! Thank you for requesting!

Sorry about the long wait lmao I have a couple (like 10) of these in my inbox

CW BELOW THE CUT: Reader is ignored :(

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[robynrileyart]

tell me the most obscure fact about the first two ocs that come to mind

I LOVE YOUUUUU omg thank you

eddie is a writer and even though it's not a HUGE part of the novel that i've written, it's a huge part of who she is. maybe this isnt very obscure after all but i havent mentioned it before so you're getting it!!!!

she is extremely embarrassed about the hobby tho (same) and doesn't like talking about it. her hobby embarrassment is worsened by being surrounded by friends who either are not interested, don't even want to talk about literature with her let alone her own characters, or she doesn't feel comfortable with them knowing about it. she is a shy person and feels the mortifying ordeal of being known more than anyone else in the novel.

but then this new guy, hector, walks into town and things get out of hand and suddenly her books are his books, and his infinite knowledge on all things linguistic is coming in handy. his interest in the arts and in literature specifically from the stance of a talented story-teller/orator, is so fresh and precious that she immediately takes a shine on him. when he is down about something, eddie reveals very much against her will (it's too easy to talk to hector sometimes) that she's something of a writer. she tells him to keep it a secret, and he is both very touched to have been trusted with such a secret fact, and very excited to hear more. they will have in-depth conversations about characters, tropes, and the purpose of stories in the first place. he comes from a background, as an immortal person (she doesn't know it tho!!!) of using fiction as a means to escape from the real world. it doesn't matter if literally two thousand years have passed and he is still walking on this earth, achilles and patroclus are still there. the great poets, the philosophers, the novelists. eddie might not know the extent to which he relies so keenly on a good story, but she sees that trait in herself.

eddie has always used fiction to escape as well. born to contented parents who impress upon her their own fears of not living beyond means, not reaching too far because they were afraid of falling, she has lived in the same house all of her life. the same house, the same jobs to do, and the same people around her. she might have gone to the city to meet society had not her mother died and her father needing her around more to help with the shop. in this period, she throws herself into reading absolutely every book she can handle. her aunt funds it, also leaning on books as a means to cope with her sister's death, and eventually eddie gets the idea that she'd like to write, too.

but she needs it to be perfect first try. she just doesn't love any of her characters. she doesn't hate any enough to be useful, either. it is not until she meets hector who discusses morals, ideals, tropes, cliches, and more with her that she is able to fill the gaps she had been missing. hector also helps her with practical lessons on structure and formatting, and the concept of multiple drafts, eddie, my darling, why on earth did you think that austen just freewrote everything and then sent that to the publisher? eddie is no great intellectual, but she has become a fairly good writer despite the fact she has not ever really finished anything. she has been observant forever, and enthuses her book with a passionate love for life and for people. eddie only ever writes one book, but it gets to be moderately popular in america and is read somewhat in europe, too. this, spoiler, doesn't happen in my novel. it takes too long and would not be interesting to read perhaps? idk. but she WILL do it.

*

i've been thinking a lot about hector's accent lately after, tbh, watching interview with the vampire (amc) interviews of jacob (who plays louis) talking about how his character's accent changes over time. hector's love for literature extends to a very intense interest in learning about other people and their lives. he wants to know about what it was like to be raised anywhere. he learns as many languages as he has the means to, and spends years dedicating ALL of his time to perfecting one, then reading books in that language, and then he might move to another. hector is spartan, so he spoke ancient greek first (i think thats what they spoke anyways). he typically spends long periods of time in any one location, with the most being his time in greece, in english monasteries (speaking latin mostly), and in america.

the america one is the one i know most about because it's literally the period of my book. so. before he moved to america, he lived in france (with enyo! for literally like a YEAR. they're both immortal and she cannot live with him for more than a year?? girl get real). he is one of only a few french speakers who come over and does speak english with a slight french accent. then when he loses his wife (not eddie!!!) he is fed up and becomes a recluse. he stays in hiding for about a hundred years give or take, during which time he returns to his extensive language studies. but he doesn't talk to himself that much. his mixing of languages, in addition to not having anybody around to chat to, results in a strange tint to his accent. i'm actually........ just now wondering if he spends enough time in those 100 years of solitude around americans or if his accent would just be vaguely english when he meets eddie........... oh no......... i've got to rewrite all his dialogue if he's suddenly an english guy. omfg............. he probably is........ tbf i have a lot of rewriting to do anyway because hector in the first draft uses a lot of slang and things whereas someone who has only read books for 100 years probably wouldnt use it, and he also wont have any american colloquialisms because he wouldnt view himself as american. oh my god i am so glad that i started thinking about this THANK YOU

[asekx]

pinned

theo. they/he

rules

main: @spiritingawaytoanime fandom writing blog: @xnchxntmxnt oc blog: @x-ceirios-x

[fandom-scatteredthoughtsonpaper]

hi! i recently found your obey me oc template—i know some creators do or don't want to be tagged when their things are used, so i just wanted to ask! are you comfortable being tagged for an oc i used your template for or would you rather not? no pressure either way!

i forget if i mentioned this in my last ask very sorry its obey me ocs. i don't know if you've made more than one template lol

Hello!

Unless the post got edited by someone who reblogged the OC template to remove the part I mentioned at the very bottom of it, I don't have any issues with being credited or not credited! It's free to use by anyone for their OM OCs.

I don't mind being tagged, though! The OM fandom has such talented individuals that make so many interesting characters, and I love reading how people choose to interpret the use of the template to bring their characters to life.

Unfortunately, I don't have other templates rn, but I do have some vague ideas for a couple more!

But yeah, if you want to tag me, sure, but I won't be offended if you don't either. 💛

Link to template in question

[retrogradedreaming]

💫 if you’re still doing the tarot stuff!

So I meant to only pick one but I felt like I should check the back of the deck and it felt like it went together. So here’s two!

So uhhh if you’re writing or creating anything right now, it’s probably a good idea to plan it out, OR it could be saying not to get too lost in the plotting and planning to the point where you forget or psych yourself out of creating

[ID: two cards lying face up on a dark table with a deck of blue cards above them. The first card shows a tan background and a blue-green circle. The circle has small white dotted stars inside it and four bigger dots that make up a constellation. There’s one dot in the middle with white lines that connect individually to each of the other three, all on different sides. Beneath the circle, the card reads:

Indus

Create

The second card is of the same design, but the circle is a deeper green and has three large dots that connect in a V. Beneath the circle, the card reads:

Sextans

Plot

/end ID]

[st6rly]

how dare you write so well it's 12:30 im working on oc stuff saw you posted and now im almost bawling i don't like you /j /lh

no but really that kaeya fic? incredible

wiping your tears away with kaeya's cape thingy. FDJKGHFGLJK any more and you're going to make me blush and have a system reboot- /lh

WAHH BUT THANK YOU FKJDHGFLDKJH im glad people enjoy it hehe <333

[mysterystarz]

so if youre mrs akaashi and hikari is mrs kenjiro, we gotta talk to inez and see where she falls into all of this too

but also can anyone see an Elliot Tendou or Kuroo in my future 👀

hdkwmdmwndnmsdn this is chaos i’m not doing this today 🗿🗿 INEZ YOU WANTED TO MARRY OMI TOO WHAT HAPPENED TO THAT/lh (it’s alright we’ll swap keiji headcannons later)

I SEE IT I SEE IT AND I STAN IT

[test-tube]

honestly i'd cover it with makeup or try using face soap. tastes nasty for a moment but put chapstick on afterwards or something and itll be fine

ooo okie dokie !! thank you

[ellewords]

nekoma finds out about your crush on kuroo

fic notes : kuroo x gn!reader, fluff, fake texts / smau

read more : inarizaki finds out about your crush on samu ; seijoh finds out about your crush on iwa

from elle ! this one's dedicated to the amazing @spiritingawaytoanime bc I saw your tags on the iwa one to do a kuroo one and my brain went brrrr >_< thank you so much for reading <3 reblogs are appreciated, they help a ton <3

[shirari]

Tsutomu gets his vaccine!

For the sole reason that I'm getting my second dose today! :D

Also KAJDKKSD MY DUMBASS THOUGHT KENJI GOT HIS HAIR DONE BUT IM GLAD HIS BANGS ARE STILL GOING ON STRONG 😭❤️

Taglist. @spiritingawaytoanime @oni-girx @inumxkikun

[shingia]

love story — [kuroo tetsurou]

↳ kuroo + rose = love story — taylor swift

↳ to: @spiritingawaytoanime !

↳ ahh kuroo + romeo and juliet my beloved <3 tho i think this fic is mostly based on the movie with leonardo di caprio hahaha (also- this is longer than planned oopsie)

“finally, someone who looks as bored as me”.

the first word alone had been enough to make you jump in surprise - you didn’t really expect anyone to even talk to you during this party you had been dragged to.

“i see you’re also trying to escape the obvious thrill of the night?” the man spoke again, dusting his suit with the back of his hand. you had to admit, he looked rather handsome. and his secretive, almost confidential tone had lit a tiny spark of adrenaline in the pit of your stomach. so, obviously you didn’t turn him down when he offered to keep you company for a little while.

“what’s your name?” you eventually asked him, not really knowing if you were just making small talk or if you were actually trying to get to know him a bit better.

“kuroo. kuroo tetsurou” he answered, offering you his hand.

your eyes widened before you could even process his words. and the embarrassed smile that crept on his face let you know that he knew that you knew that this house belonged to none other than mr. kuroo tetsurou.

“well…” he scratched the back of his neck, “now that i’ve made things awkward, would you like to visit the garden? it looks beautiful at night”.

you could still hear the chatter from the hundreds of people inside his house - his gigantic house to be precise - but everything looked so peaceful outside, so calm, that you would have been a fool to say no.

“quick, i’d like to avoid being seen trying to escape my own party” he told you with that same secretive tone, and began running to the nearest stairs. “by the way, you’re gonna have to tell me your name as well” he added, like he already knew that you would spend the rest of the party alone together.

VALENTINE’S DAY EVENT!

[animated-moon]

ship ur moots w a character <3

i just did it for a few of my recent moots bc lawd i have too many of them to do for </3 if you want to be added or are curious just send me an ask !!

@shoyotime + oikawa ofc,, but runner up would be me <3

@ffsg0jo + suga based on vibes, but daichi is the only correct answer (runner up is also me xoxo <33)

@spiritingawaytoanime + for some reason,, you give me,, reki vibes,, but again the only correct answer is cherry (runner up is once again me)

@mrskenmakozume + KENMA do I need to say anything else ??? (runner up is for the fourth time, me btw)

@oyasumiares + gojo for some reason ??? the vibes are immaculate (runner up = me)

okay i'll stop w the runner up = me thing now I'm sorry </3

@lokibutnotlaufeyson + you feel like.. hmm... still can't see you with anyone except kamo or kunimi </3

@miikoos + childe.

@belsumu + itadori for sure

@rinoomi + either suna, oiks or kaashi !! all the pretty boys :00

@httpsregen + me. i know I said i'd stop but me. but runner up is mattsun ig </3

@uxavity + SHINSOU <33

@cuz-like-why-not + geto we are in a poly rs /hj

@annieswifey + ANNIE !!

@httptouya + hawks. perfect couple. immaculate.

@miyamartina + ATSUMU DO I HAVE TO SAY MORE ?? literally idiot golden retriever (tsum not you </3) x artist vibes

@ruujiko + for some reason miyamura but.. at the same time.. no... but then again... tendou.......... (and me ofc please break my legs)

@escapenightmare + SENJU FOR SOME REASON ?? it feels like your aesthetics would match, but also denki bc ily <3

@okkatsudon + YUUTA OR MEGUMI FOR SURE

@ri-days + for some reason ushijima ?? but it also feels like your vibes would match with tsukki and kaashi

@nappingwithyuuji + YUUJI I actually love your headcanons w him sm....

@kit-ken + me (soulmates guys, we're soulmates) but seriously, i feel like your vibes would match kuroo a lot

@pointedly-foolish + hello you and your little octopus man....... i love it so much

@beware-of-the-rogue + okay u see, m not sure if you've started aot yet or not but jean. cannot see you with anyone but jean.