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[ashoka-group]

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[chuuyrr]

burnt out! scarlet witch! fushiguro! reader

jujutsu kaisen x reader

masterlist of the series

warning(s): mentions of burnouts, breakdowns, stress & pressure, fluffy dad! gojo comforting teen! reader

im burnt out right now and i may or may not be crying as well, and here i am like, hey why dont i turn these tears and emotions into content? so yeah, this ain't a request.. anyway, i'm dedicating this to everyone who's in need of comfort right now like me, or at least someone to tell them that's ok <3

reaching the adolescent stage of your life was an absolute train wreck. not only were you burdened with studies from your regular school, but you also had other responsibilities as the scarlet witch. because of your god-like powers, you were given special grade level missions. even if it seemed like a piece of cake to others, it wasn't. just because you were powerful and were considered the strongest sorceress alive, it doesn't mean you were that invincible. you were still human at the end of the day. you get exhausted too. you get overwhelmed too.

the higher-ups were putting a lot of pressure on you, and it was making you sick. you weren't just carrying yourself here, you were carrying your brother's name and, most importantly, the title of being gojo satoru's adoptive daughter. their eyes were always watching you, always judging your every move, and it got worse when gojo wasn't around. you felt like you couldn't even breathe.

you were doing everything you could to meet their expectations and prove you were anything but a threat.

for the past few days, you haven't been able to rest easily, and the worst thing is, you haven't been able to tell anyone either. gojo, your dad, hasn't been home due to a business trip, so you spent your time alone and when you come home, there's no six feet tall man to greet you with a big bear hug and kisses on the face. fortunately, with gojo out of the picture, you were able to cry your heart out without having to make him worry, but that was until he came home only to find you crying in the kitchen, back pressed on the wall with pieces of shattered glass on the floor.

gojo had just returned from his business, hands filled with numerous of souvenirs for you when he saw you. "kikufuku! i'm home, did you miss me sugarpl—[name]!"

he immediately rushed to your side and dropped his souvenirs to the ground, aqua eyes in a complete panic when he saw your state and the shattered pieces of glass across the floor. "[name]? are you okay? what happened?"

"dad?" you croaked out, sniffling as you lifted your head to see gojo kneeling right beside you. "you're home?"

"i'm right here, sugarplum." with that, gojo picked up, hooking his arms under your knees and back to hoist you from the ground and coddle you in his embrace.

"i'm sorry, dad. you weren't supposed to see me like this." you broke down into another sob, fresh hot tears rolling down your face as you sniffled and buried your face onto the crook of his neck. "i'm just so overwhelmed lately. i accidentally broke the glass from frustration."

"shhh, it's okay. i got you. no need to be sorry, kikufuku. daddy's here now." gojo took you to the sofa, continuing to coddle you in his embrace and occasionally rubbing shapes on your back to sooth you down.

you stayed there in your father's arms, completely vulnerable as you sobbed. you felt as if you were a toddler again in this kind of state you're in right now. once you were finally grounded and much calmer, gojo decided to speak up.

"do you wanana to talk about it?" gojo asked with genuine concern, brushing your disheveled hair that was all over your face. "you can tell me anything, kikufuku. i'm all ears."

you nodded your head, wiping your tears away. you told gojo how stressed out you've been lately, from the amount of studies that school was throwing at you to the special grade missions they've burdened on you and how the elders have treated you while he was gone. hearing your rambles made gojo's blood boil. how dare they do that to his kikufuku?

"don't worry, kikufuku. everything's going be alright. i'll take care of it, okay?" gojo pecked the top of your head, rubbing your arm this time as a form of comfort.

"promise, dad?" you whispered weakly. god, hearing how exhausted you were made gojo even more angry at them.

he smiled at you. "i promise, kikufuku."

gojo stayed until you had fallen into a deep sleep in his arms. gojo lifted his blindfold and felt his heart painfully clench when he saw bags under your eyes and how you held onto him desperately in your slumber. you didn't deserve this. gor goodness sake, you were still a kid. this is that one thing that gojo didn't want to happen to you. to feel the same burdens he once did. 

"you did great, kikufuku. now, let me take care of the rest. daddy will be right back."

gojo carried you into your bedroom, tucking you in bed and kissing your forehead before leaving to clean up the glass you broke in the kitchen and making his way to the elders to "talk" to them.

by the time you woke up, the first you did was bolt as you realized how late you were for school. you used your chaos magic to get downstairs when you saw gojo wearing a frilly pink cooking apron, making pancakes in the kitchen and to your surprise, he didn't burn them.

"dad?" you blinked profusely.

"ah, kikufuku! you're awake! good morning. did you sleep well last night?" gojo spun around, placing the pancakes he was cooking on the plates near the stove on the counter.

"yeah! but, um, i'm in a hurry. i have school and a mission to take care of later—you were instantly cut off by gojo, "ah! ah! you're not going anywhere today little missy."

"huh?" you looked at him confused.

"i called your school earlier, you're excused for the whole week." gojo explained, placing a hand on his hip as he waved the spatula he was holding at you. "and as for the mission, i already took care of it. you won't be hearing from jujutsu tech in a while."

"r-really?" you gasped.

"mhm! now, eat up your pancakes. they're gonna get cold, kikufuku." gojo sauntered towards you, ruffling your hair affectionately. "you and i will be having a daddy-daughter date this week. i booked us many trips last night, so we have a lot of agendas."

"wait, what?!" you gasped once more, this time almost yelling.

"i booked us a spa and salon treatment, and then we're going shopping. oh, and i also booked us a michelin star restaurant for lunch and dinner today." gojo explained, now rambling at this point. "tomorrow, we're heading to this café that kugisaki told me about and we'll go sightseeing in—[name]?"

gojo paused when saw tears well in your eyes. "hey, what's wrong? did i say something wrong?"

you shook your head as a smile broke through your face, "thanks, dad. for everything."

"oh, don't you get emotional on me now. no more crying for my most beautiful and sweetest daughter!" gojo placed away the spatula he was holding to encase you in his arms and fully-embrace you.

"things have been hell for me and i just missed you." you managed a laugh, unable to hold in the tears. "i'm just so tired lately."

"i know, kikufuku, and i'm so sorry you had to go through all of that while i was gone." gojo let out a sigh, resting his chin on the top of your head as he pat your back.

"i'm just glad you're here now. i'm okay now." you say, rubbing your cheek against his chest affectionately causing gojo to laugh at your habit. it has always been your habit to smoosh your face like a cat since you were a toddler.

if you ever need someone, gojo's there to be your shoulder to lean on and to take care of you. you're his little kikufuku after all. not only was it his responsibility, but he genuinely loved you. he wasn't going to let anything bad happen to you. nope, not on his watch. 

you ended up spending time and having fun with gojo, and forgetting about the stress that was overwhelming you in the first place. at the end of the week, you were back in tip top shape and things significantly got better.

[444names]

common plant names + the entry on those poor bastards from wikipedia poorly translated to sotho

A'mistnutly Albang Alily Amblackle Amble Ambscut Amerron Amerry Amoot Ampfood Ampistless Apleek Apleyell Appes Ardfeli Arlicarryel Arplave Arple Ashosele Askalweed Bagwee Bally Banheaple Baplenterry Bashato Bastle Bayfeedion Bernthengut Berrood Berry Berryhort Birberry Bircianash Bircress Birgeoarger Biric Biterma Blackram Blampfoot Blangbures Blaort Blarfellot Blarman Blefluer Blehloweed Blonwort Blullnea Boundberb Boweed Boxwort Bredbla Bredbush Brood Broolo Brootch Burendista Buscrooraw Busthern Butteroak Butweedoa Cabbal Cabbaldbres Calber Canish Carple Carry Cheirch Chemahle Chitersne Chitrash Chweed Clettery Cletto Coaelebirch Coftearry Cokoadbrock Coldge Colerbirgio Comestyle Cordth Corne Corseng Corth Counkbet Creedamna Crelli Croakunkch Crumea Cuckeed Curics Deaspber Derber Derooth Derry Dever Dimaple Dimblum Dootch Dowrosel Ducke Duckly Duckmailse Dumstlele Dyelloke Eplamof Eppelle Faldble Faldena Fallac Falmon Ferroodye Ferry Feves Fevilkwerow Fewberry Fewoothist Fightsha Foota Footte Frelly Frilve Fruinkweed Fruittenash Fummon Galdcrood Galder Gatastry Gaterry Golleque Grappech Grasetash Grash Grass Grayata Graybircre Graybit Grayfele Grayferry Grelloke Gress Groak Guebersne Guerry Hadittle Harlipoak Harlium Havern Hedweroak Hemaple Hernso Hogbamna Holow Honetter Hopple Horansy Hores Hound Inkcar Inosell Istle Iterseam Jaccot Judia Jundsberry Kastleash Keber Keraple Kerrowthess Kinnikint Laccort Ladle Lanbiric Langoler Lanyal Laple Leaskash Leedoak Letter Liflowfooss Lilde Lilder Lildthitio Lipeadervy Literry Loweezewoot Lulamonaldi Maindcreed Mains Manterry Mantrood Maplard Mapler Mappy Marple Matet Messe Mestle Milfoot Milkyter Mille Millow Minsy Misele Molet Monahogbite Monort Monsix Monwoot Morash Morne Mulber Mulle Mully Murplaort Muscreed Nestick Netch Netso Niposed Noaketcre Nyalbeaf Nybir Nyhes Ofell Oftleap Oldengloot Oldron Olicat Osamaine Oseareless Osedmape Oseneadbin Ossumch Peadiney Peads Pefum Penato Perry Pesseant Pevin Picares Pigilve Pinak Pinard Pinbeckle Pindcreek Pintsant Pionwoot Plach Plavess Plenpot Poiso Poistle Pokerbine Pokoak Pokoaker Polon Poplant Pople Pricabbagep Puric Purntho Quince Ragwoot Rametsugary Randoosil Range Ranglopley Ranut Rashlehem Raybircroot Redbint Reedalmose Relet Restarplent Rhedbineed Rheirge Rherch Rhuberrysa Rhubolwelow Rhucum Ricabbash Ricklebole Riereed Rillow Ristaing Ristric Riterry Riverry Rockcroom Rockerry Rockre Rosellbern Rowdal Roweedma Ruiterry Ruitonoak Sagweed Santerry Sasplearry Scaldget Scofu Scordamp Scornstle Scort Scothem Scrood Scurocory Seber Seedmat Semaparry Seneed Setalweek Siana Silantic Silfockle Silsingart Skation Skundrocka Sneardsnea Snebine Snoak Snotar Soarde Sonell Sonwornet Spaple Sparlivess Spberry Specke Spine Spoot Spotchripe Spries Spriess Sprik Squeoak Squerry Squiterroak Squithistip Stagbir Stato Stlefutlet Stletsh Stlette Sugang Sugar Sugards Sugarple Swalder Swalderry Swame Swamna Swamofte Swampared Swaterry Swatoffal Swatoot Swayle Swayterbe Sweed Sween Swellax Swerroweed Swilver Swinig Swinkbirds Swinthworn Swooth Sworkole Tailkweed Tasilve Tatice Thanellood Theirch Thele Thengbum Therch Theroppy Therry Theum Thgaress Thgat Thilkweed Thion Thish Thist Thiter Thiterry Thitiolweed Tholwoot Thymetseade Timbe Tistly Tleacka Tlewerry Tlowfood Toebirch Tourinet Trage Trappleto Trashadi Trics Trithworry Tsondle Tuberched Tulsne Tšele Valsney Vaneleyoak Vilder Vinetoot Walnefut Wamappe Wambsfoot Wamyrockly Wateng Watome Watweet Wheberase Whemps Wherice Whicmud Whigion Whislacket Whitel Whitootweek Wilderry Wildrubox Wilkwerice Willberb Wilset Wilverry Winaton Wineymewoot Winkbirch Winth Worch Yamps Yarch Yaticwerry Yelifloak Yellowdalse Zewood

[hapalopus]

Endless list of plants I want (7/?)  |  Adromischus cristata cv. ‘Burgundy’

Photo credits: Succulent Sundae,  Ivana and Jiří Jandovi, plantlifecactus, and sugarplants

[raitrolling]

Do they like giving nicknames to their significant other? Callan

Depends lf thelr name ls llke, nlcknameable. Llke, some names you can get nlcknames out of real easy, and others lt’s llke, how the fuck does anyone shorten thls.

l aln’t about pet names tho. Callln’ someone llke darllng or honey or sweetheart or whatevs makes me wanna barf. 

Unless lt’s llke, you’re dolng the blackrom thlng and the other guy really hates lt? Then you gotta be llke “hey sugarple honeybunch, how’s lt golng bltch??” That’s llke, baslc blackrom 101.

[linkeai]

that’s kinda hot → wang linkai / xiao gui ( nine percent ) → summary: summer school is fun, and at first, neither is the obnoxious boy who gets seated next to you who takes a weird liking to you. → warning(s): swearing, mentions of illness, canadian school terms? idfk → genre: fluff, the teensiest bit of angst → word count: 3,751 → notes: hi i love this and it may or may not be inspired by the boy i temporarily fell in love when i went to summer school :)

so... you suck at math

you knew you sucked at math pretty much your entire life, and you knew you were still going to suck this year when you started your grade 11 math class

but you didn’t think you sucked so bad that you would fail the class entirely

but, alas, thinking was not your strong suit

because your final mark in math 2201 was 32 :)

and you were NOT repeating a year, and you were not taking the god-awful supplementary exam, 

so summer school was pretty much the only option you had left

and your parents may as well have put a gun to your head with the way they said you had BETTER pass this time

bc summer school isn’t exactly cheap!!

so you went off with equal parts terror and determination in your heart

summer school was only a month long, and you’d already sort of done the course already

so you were feeling pretty good about your chances

until you arrived on the first day :)

the place was a janky looking middle school filled with people that divided into two groups;

group a) the ones like you who were already over it and just wanted to get your credits and get the hell out

and group b)… came in shouting at each other and being generally obnoxious and we’re treating it like they’d just arrived at the party

one boy in particular stood out to you.. not because he was probably the most obnoxious one in the bunch, but because he was kind cute even when he was screaming some nonsense

and as if it was your luck.. when you got sorted into your classes and took your seats, he plopped down right beside you

who in the name of god thought it was a good idea to have two seats pushed together in the rows in an actual summer school, you didn’t know

you just knew that when the teacher told you that these were your seats for the remainder of the month, he turned and gave you a grin that made you realize that there was, in fact, a fate better than summer school

and it was death

summer school is extremely fast paced so class started pretty much five minutes after you were seated

so you took out your notebook and your little pencil case and got ready to inject yourself with some mathematical knowledge

when this dude taps on your shoulder

you don’t even say anything you just like at him like don't you fucking dare ask for paper

and so he asks for some paper

and you’re like yeah man for sure! and tear out a few sheets and give it to him

he gives you the BIGGEST, the DUMBEST smile you have ever seen

and you would never in a hundred years admit that it made your heart do several things.

and the paper… the paper was your first mistake.

the teacher started explaining some of the topics of the first unit when he taps his pencil (thank god he at least had a pencil) on your desk

and you just.. fill with dread bc PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE I NEED TO LISTEN OR MY PARENTS WILL LITERALLY RUIN MY LIFE

and you’re like yeah… what….

and he asks what your name is 

and you’re like???? it’s y/n

and he does the smile again and … oof

he tells you his name is linkai and you just awkwardly bob your head and turn toward the front again

and linkai has the GALL to tap on your desk again and maybe you’re being a liiittle hot-tempered but in your head, its like W H AT THE FUCK DO YO U WANT DUDE

and this boy has the audacity to look you in the eyes and say “you’re kinda cute.”

your brain short-circuits at the same time your heart goes into overdrive

and you can’t really do much else but stare at him for a long minute and just as you’re about to answer him, you hear a loud yell from the front of the classroom.

“you two! is this gonna be a problem? seriously?”

“no ma’am!” the two of you say in perfect unison

and class carries on

the classes last about four-ish hours every day

and for the ENTIRE first day

linkai is doing sometHING to test your sanity

when he’s not humming, he’s drumming a beat on the desk,

when he’s not trying to make conversation with you, he’s whispering little side comments about the lesson 

and you’re too afraid to tell him to stfu because he’s still really hot and you’re a little intimidated

and this goes on for the next three days of the first week until you snap

he turns to you and he’s like, “y/n, your hair looks really good today.”

and you slowly turn, look him dead in the face and say very slowly; “if you don’t shut the fuck up, i’m going to beat you to death with this calculator”

the next few seconds pass like several eternities, where you revel in the thinly veiled shock and terror in his eyes

until a cheeky grin slowly spreads across his face, and he says, shamelessly;

“that’s kinda hot.”

and at that moment, you turn back to the board and take a long, agonizing moment to grieve over both your two precious math credits as well as your life which your parents will inevitably soon take from you

things get so much weirder after that

you think he goes from talking to you to entertain himself to actually liking you after your feisty little outburst

and you quickly learn that when linkai likes someone he’s … extremely odd

but?? kind of adorable?

the weirdest thing he does is he starts bringing you ‘gifts’

and it's so creepy but so ridiculously endearing when he pulls a bouquet of crumpled dandelions out of his bag and hands them to you

theres a few ants crawling on them and they’re ruined from being in his backpack

he hasn't even put anything on them to hold them together

and you’re not really sure if you want to thank him or not but you do anyway because like.. c’mon man

and he’s looking at you with those puppy dog eyes

so you say “thanks, linkai. these are uh.. nice.”

theyre really not but when his eyes kinda light up a little and he turns away with red ears and hides his smile in his hoodie you’re like.. these are the most beautiful flowers i have ever seen in my entire life

and that, my friend, was your second mistake

he brings you a new gift every day

one time it was half of a cookie from the gas station mcdonalds down the road

once it was an actual fucking newt like a little lizard that he found somewhere and you literally begged him to keep it for himself

another time it was an eraser shaped like a cupcake that was very clearly used

but you kept every single present he gave you

except for the lizard because what the genuine fuck dude

he also comes up with new nicknames for you every day

and they’re even cringer than they were the day before every time without fail

he strolls into the room, plops down beside you and hands you your daily present with a “good morning, ___”

the blanks thus far include, honey, darling, sweetiepie, cupcake, pumpkin, gumdrop, cutie patootie, my cinnamon apple, munchkin

and you don't know why you look forward to seeing what he comes up with next

and even the very worst of the presents and the nicknames make your heart flutter

and you realize you are slowly becoming whipped for this weird kid

and that this is very bad because you’re literally desperate to pass this class and its hard when you spend all your time waiting for his next comment or thinking about him being next to you

but like a dummy, you don't ask to be moved and you don’t even ask him to shut up

well you do, you regularly tell him to shut up but this man takes insults like compliments and it seems to feed into this idea that you like him

which you do but that's none of his damn business

and about halfway through that short month of school, you realize you’re not going to be ready for the exam

you start losing sleep over it because this is really not good

and you also realize that this isn’t linkai’s fault, really, you can’t push the blame onto him because you didnt want to ask to be moved away from the cute boy

and that makes you feel even worse

so you come into school one day looking about as miserable as you feel

you actually get there after linkai for the first time because you were in the bathroom trying to make yourself look more alive

but it doesn't work because the second you walk in and linkai (who was previously looking a bit like a lost puppy) says “hi sugarpl- damn, you look rough.”

you give him a half-assed glare and slump into the seat beside him, not even having the energy to be sarcastic.

“wait, y/n, are you okay?”

the concern in his voice makes your stomach turn a little but you just kinda look at him and you’re like.

“i’m gonna fail. again.”

and he's surprised you actually answered him so he kinda stalls for a second

and then he's like “i can help you? if you want?”

and you almost want to laugh bc you have not seen the kid take a single note since you got here

but he's like “lets go sit at one of those tables outside after this and i’ll help you with what you don’t know.”

and you’re like yeah sure i guess bc i mean.. he's cute what are you gonna do? say no?

and then he gets his bag and pulls out a pack of colorful scrunchies and hands them to you

and you instinctively tear up bc they look super new so he definitely like.. went to a store.. saw these.. thought he should get them for you..took them off the shelf.. bought them with his own money.. and now they’re here

and by the will of god you don’t start weeping in front of him

and you feel weird walking with him outside as he greets all his loud friends and is like nah i cant go with you guys today i gotta do something

you two sit down outside and you whip out your book and he’s like so what is it? what are you having trouble with?

and, in shame, you admit that you really don’t know shit all

and he just kinda laughs and he’s like aight let's do this

and let me JUST SAY

YOU. ARE. FLOORED.

he starts explaining the first concept to you and everything he says is making? perfect sense?

he explains things very clearly and intelligently and you immediately understand what you have to do 

he has his own way of solving problems that is faster and more efficient and literally whips through every equation.

when he finishes explaining, you just stop and stare at him in awe for a second and he's like “sorry, did that make sense?”

and in your head you’re like nothing has ever made sense more than what you just did right now

but outwardly you’re like yeah thanks so much

and he continues to explain things to you and by the time a few hours have passed and its getting late and kinda chilly, you already understand half the things you were lost on

you tell him you should get home now and he’s like, oh, yeah, sure, okay.

and you really have to ask him how he ended up in summer school? because he’s obviously extremely intelligent with how easily he understands all the concepts

and he gets a little shy

and he tells you that during the year, he had to work a lot during the school days because his mom is sick and off work so they’re not making a lot of money

and that she had a doctors appointment on the day of the final and there was no one else to take her and it was all really last minute so he missed it

and so he ended up failing math and had to go to summer school

he waits with you until your bus comes and sends you off

and you’re just like.. sitting there.. thinking

and you start to feel like the biggest piece of shit for multiple reasons

first, because you had made so many wrong assumptions about linkai

he wasn’t just some obnoxious imbecile. he was hard-working and obviously had a really big heart

he was loud, yeah but that was just his personality

and you had gone and assumed he was dumb when he was pretty much a genius

but worst of all, you realized that he actually genuinely liked you

all the little pet names, the gifts, the constant talking to you in class was because he just… liked you. it was his own little eccentric way of showing it

and you had treated him like he was some big joke. a nuisance, even.

you didn’t sleep very well that night, either.

the next day he brought you a donut and called you donut.

and you almost cried again 

he was also wearing a different red sweater he’d never worn before and his hair was kind of different and he looked so good

and so you smiled at him and said, “morning, handsome.”

and there was nothing sweeter than the way his face turned as red as his hoodie.

he helped you that day after class too,

and the next, and the next

and you exchanged numbers so you could ‘ask him questions while you were home’

but you two would start texting and having all kinds of conversations

from the most crackheadassery shit to some really deep stuff

you never knew that you could fall so hard for someones voice, the way he talks on the phone when he’s calm and tired, his voice husky and quiet

but shit, you were whipped like whip cream

there was this one time he texted you at 6 am

and it said something like “i just got home from work and i saw a cat in my mailbox blah blah”

and you were like.. pause. just got home from work?

and from there you realized that because summer school was mandatory he was going to work at night to make up for the day shifts he had to miss

and probably getting 2-3 hours of sleep if he was getting any and all

and that was kind of the deal breaker

and you realized that, in such a short span of time,

you had completely fallen in love with wang linkai

and you were determined to do something, anything you could to just.. make things better for him?

you just wanted to be his person

the two of you continued staying after school and studying for an hour or two and then texting throughout the rest of the day, right up until the final exam

the two of you had studied vigorously together, both in person and over facetime.

and the night before the exam comes and you get a text

and all it says is “y/n, something bad happened.”

your heart immediately sinks to the floor and you abandon the petty ‘wait two-three minutes before answering’ rule and just call him

he picks up and doesn’t even say hello and you’re so frightened to see such a bright creature so… burned out

he explains to you that his mom finally got an appointment with this really important specialist after months of waiting

and that it was supposed to be next week, but it got moved to tomorrow

and it’s on the other side of the city

and he’ll miss his exam

it really hurts to hear the shake in his voice, and how hopeless he sounds

and you ask him everything like are you sure theres no one else that can drive her but you? are you sure you cant have the appointment moved back?

and its all a pretty resounding no.

and so you think and think and you’re like; you know what? i have an idea.

and you run into your moms room and explain the situation to her and BEG her to do this for you and take linkai’s mom to her appointment for him

and she asks to speak to linkai for a second and you’re just twiddling your thumbs

and he kinda makes her smile and laugh a little and your heart could just BURST

and she agrees to drive her after getting his address and his moms name and the place of the appointment etc

and when she hands the phone back to you, you go back to your room and when you put the phone to your ear, you hear linkai sniffling on the other end

and you’re like “kai?? are you crying?”

and he’s like “no… fuck maybe a little bit.”

and you’re like ?? why, what else is wrong?

and he’s like “nothing.. nothing is wrong, it’s just.” and he takes a big breath. “thank you so much.”

and you kinda tear up a little bit too and you’re like.. “of course.. you don’t have to thank me.”

and he just takes a biig breath and calms down and then he starts talking in a really soft voice.

“y/n.. you know i like, really like you, right? i know you think im just bored or playing some game, but im not. i knew you were special, and im..” he kind of laughs at himself. “fuck, im really falling for you.”

and now you are crying too

and you tell him you’re so sorry and that you wish you would have just. been better from the beginning

and you tell him that you feel the same way and the both of you are just giggling and he tells you thank you a million times and that he cant wait to see you tomorrow

so the exam comes

the two of you take it and you’re kind of lost on what to do with yourselves other than studying lol

but you both feel really good about the outcome

and there's something really special about the two of you sitting outside waiting for both of your moms to come and get you

and when they do, you get in the car and your moms are like best fuckin friends already

and you’re all laughing as the four of you go to eat lunch together and linkai’s mom tells him that the specialist set up a plan for her and it looks like things are going to get better really soon.

and theres a happy kind of pain in your chest when you look over at him and see that he’s getting teary eyed

and you know exactly what he’s feeling - its that feeling like fuck, things are so good right now, everything is perfect, please don’t take it away

and so you’re a little scared but more excited when you reach over and hold his hand.

and he looks at you and you smile at him. you don’t have to say a word for him to know exactly what you’re thinking

‘i’m here. things will be okay. things will get better. let me carry this weight with you.’

and he squeezes your hand so tight it hurts

but you dont mind

a few days later, the two of you return to get your final examination results

and you’re both shaking and bickering bc you’re like “why are you nervous when you know you passed”

and the two of you take the envelopes and go stand outside by the same table you sat at everyday.

you open your cards at the same time and look at the results and you scream while linkai lets out a big huff of relief

yours reads ’84’ and his says says ’93’

your card flutters to the ground as you jump forward into his arms

and he’s laughing and holding you so so tight, swinging you around and he’s still kind of shaking but in a good way.

and you pull away from the hug and just look at him, and he’s got that look in his eyes again

the look that says he’s so happy and he’s afraid he’s going to lose it

and before you can think twice, you grab his face and kiss the thought right out of his head

and he smiles into the kiss, grabbing you the second you pull away and bringing you back for more

you two pull away and just look at each other like.. who knew?

and he kisses you again on the lips, then kisses all over your entire face

and the horn honks a few feet away from where your mother is waiting for you with a small smile on her face.

and you kiss him one last time before you walk back to the car with your hands tightly intertwined

and you are so fucking glad you suck at math

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15 for the music meme, but do one of your own characters 😊

oh babe, you've opened a can of worms

ill do one of my dnd ocs, winslow! i already have a full playlist for him teehee

15. Top five songs you would add to a [character/ship] playlist.

firstly, the song i basically classify as his theme song: "the rake's song" by the decemberists. winslow is a reaper who cannot physically touch people bc of his power of death. this song really represent the jadedness connected to his perception of death and how each one he witnessed simply becomes a burden.

next, "bird's nest" by jordaan mason & the horse museum. winslow is a trans man, and because of the experimentation he was put through and the death in his body, he always saw himself as "broken" as he couldn't reproduce even if he had wanted to. winslow is kinda a complex character for me to explain on a tumblr ask ahh

a song that really sticks to winslow's whole vibe is "in the garden" by red vox. he had a huge connection to plants, but still death looks over it all.

another that simply matches his aesthetic and feeling of being alone with death in the world and the calmness of nature, "black dirt" by sea wolf

lastly, a song that ive assigned to winslow and his love interest, mitsuaki! mitsu is a shadow dragon who took over the body of a dragon hunter, and their story together is a very interesting one... mitsuaki is @debu-kun's oc if anyone is wondering ;) but "down on the river by the sugarplant" by mike doughty is a beautiful way to describe their relationship.

i love talking about my characters, so im sorry that this was so long!!

fandom music ask meme

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Take me back to heaven

Il mix di "Musica Per AperiTweevi" di Maggio è tutto dedicato alla leggendaria label di Chicago Sunday Records: un'ora di storia dell'indiepop!

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