#sunset sherbert hair

[fairy-faun]

Another random unposted pic from my phone’s daily ‘featured pics’ section. ✨

[lvrcpid]

sweetheart - modern!au

valentine’s day with modern!au avatar!

neteyam

— he’s so adorable

— he walked into school LOADEDDDDDD with stuff for you

— i’m talking chocolate covered strawberries and a big teddy bear

— he refuses to let you put stuff in your car, you WILL show him off

— you guys wore matching outfits

— he slipped some hand written letters in your locker

— his handwriting is so pretty

— i feel like you purposely brought lipstick to put kisses all over his face

— sweet boy would take you on the beach (since it’s like on the cusp of winter and spring it’ll be a little cold)

— gives you his jacket

— doesn’t care if he’s freezing

— you guys watch the sunset

— he gives you a pendant with your birth stone on it

— kiri gave him the idea

— he’s so in love with you it hurts

lo’ak

— imagine he’s dating YOU and not tsireya, just for the umph factor

— he’s so corny

— he comes into class blasting music

— he embarrasses tf outta you

— he got you some flowers with DADDYS MONEYYYYY

— he didn’t expect to get anything from you so when you got him stuff he almost fell out crying

— i see lo’ak as the type to get you like things you can use (he spent 100 dollars on neytiri’s card buying you FULL SETS AND CANDLES)

— he stays showing off his stuff

— “dawggggg look at what (y/n) got me!!” “you don’t have nothingggg (y/n) got me thisssss”

kiri

— strictly told you she didn’t want anything

— like almost choked you out

— when you got her something though, she didn’t complain

— hated it on the outside but loved it on the inside

— i feel like she’s the type to bring you a whole cake

— all decorated and pretty

— probably slipped a rose quartz in your pocket

— you take it out like ???

— she took you on a picnic after school

— sunset pics with kiri!

— love her sm

ao’nung

— he refused to give you anything during school

— mainly cause he forget them in his car

— “you have stuff but it’s in my car..”

— when he finally DID give you your stuff, it was A LOT

— he got you a pair of crocs?? gift cards??

— he took you to dinner after school

— i’m thinking red lobster

— he the type to play footsies with you under the table then kick the hell outta your shin

— he paid for dinner 🤭

— you paid for ice cream though

— his weird ass didn’t get ice cream but got sherbert

— he took you home and y’all SMOOCHED before he walked you to the door

tsireya

— you have so many plushies. i mean so many.

— she bought so many for you , you needed to go leave some in the office

— matching flowers in eachothers hair

— her outfit is all red and pink

— you know how some schools do that little candy thing

— she bought you like 10.

— poor girl is so in love with you

— you guys go roller skating as a date

— a lot of falling down together

— “(y/n) HELP ME!!!”

— she’s literally on the wall

— you leave before any of y’all can break a bone

— she kisses u before you take her home

— live laugh love tsireya

[superblysubpar]

It Wasn't True 👀 - probably not Pastel

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I see you @pastel-pillows , and I love talking about WIPs, so I'm down 💛

*sigh* I started this LAST December. Here's the banner and the first bit, cause again, the vibes just ain't vibing - this one is all about a kingish version of steve, you have some of your own demons, and both of you just wanna get out of Hawkins.

summary: It started with a can of Coke, the hood of a red BMW, and a kiss that shouldn't have happened.

the tune: cruel summer by taylor swift

How could you know the boy in the fancy house on Cornwallis was putting on a show? That he was more empty than that big house - a charade, a character, and maybe just a little worth a second thought. How could he know the girl who lived down the street wasn't satisfied with her life in Hawkins, or Indiana for that matter. 

Lilac dappled across the soft blue sky, a crescent moon peeking out already behind white puffs of clouds, like they were hand painted and then ripped apart by streaks of sherbert orange. It's beautifully reflected in the glass panes of the doors to the Fair Mart, and on any other night perhaps you would take a minute to appreciate it.

Tonight though, your fingers shake as they push open the door, and the beautiful and fleeting sunset disappears and ads for junk food fill your vision in its place. Senses immediately tune into a rumble of the oscillating fan in the corner, a flicker of a fluorescent light overhead, the squeak of your converse against tile, and the pop of pink double bubble in your peripheral.

The bored teenager flicks through her magazine and snaps her gum, droning on without looking up, "Welcome to the Fair Mart. Coke is on sale. Go nuts."

Wandering the aisles, you wonder if tonight is finally the night. The one in which you grab a map, some shitty snacks, a pair of cheap sunglasses and just drive until Hawkins is not even a blip in the map of your life.

Queen plays overhead as you pull your sweatshirt sleeve down over your palms, thundering drums and wailing guitars do nothing to ease rattled nerves as you pause in front of the cooler doors. They hum loudly, like they're working overtime, begging you to please buy the icy cold drinks they've worked tirelessly to keep fresh for you.

Something about the colors of the cans hypnotize you, the reds fade into the blues and the blues into the greens until you realize your vision is growing blurry from tears. Quick to wipe at your lash line as the bell over the door alerts you that you're no longer the only customer.

"Welcome to the Fair - Jesus Christ! Steve, what the hell-"

"I'm fine. It's fine."

Turning to see the boy quickly turn down the candy aisle, a hand yanking a bag of gummy worms, fingers finding a bottle of painkillers without looking. His Nike's squeak to a stop as he rounds the corner and sees you.

Steve Harrington does not look like the kid from school you've heard all the stories about. He's not carrying himself like the boy who's driveway fills with cars and pool with hot girls that you watch from the down the street in a dark and empty house. 

Nose swollen, jaw scraped open and purples and blues swirling around his eye so dark you understand why it's called a black eye now. His tongue sticks out and prods at a cut in the corner of his lips. His eyebrows bunch, loose strands of hair falling over a furrowed forehead as he mumbles, "Wanna take a picture or something?"

Staring, you're staring. "So-sorry," you squeak out and grab a can of something and rush to the counter. Pausing to let your fingers trail over the maps, one for New York catching on your thumb.

Someone clears their throat and you grab the map on impulse, shoving the can of soda and it on the counter. Utterly aware of Steve's towering presence behind you, you try to focus on blondie, who snaps her gum as she rings up your purchases and sighs, "Sure you don't want a second one?" Holding up the can of coke, annoyed by your presence. 

"Oh, uh, I-"

"Here," Steve holds up his own can of coke down and his other two items, throwing a crumpled bill that is way too much money for all of it on the counter. He turns on his heel and stalks out, the slap of the open sign against the glass makes you jump. He sits on the trunk of his car as you watch him with blinking eyes through the glass, the sign swaying back and forth obscuring him partially. 

The clerk snaps her gum again and scoffs, "Good luck with that."

Frowning at her, you grab your items, "Excuse me?"

She looks at Steve, then you again, smirking before blowing another bubble and popping it. 

"Your trip," nodding to the map.

[greenbudsfdispensary]

Sunset Sherbet is an indica dominant hybrid (85% indica/15% sativa) strain that is a potent cross between the hugely popular Girl Scout Cookies X Pink Panties strains. This dank bud boasts a mellow THC level ranging from 21-23% on average and a myriad of mild indica and sativa effects. Sunset Sherbet has a delicious aroma of sweet fruity honey and a taste of fruity yogurt and honey with a sweet earthy aftertaste that intensifies as you exhale.

The Sunset Sherbet buds have enormous oversized dense Christmas tree shaped light minty green nugs covered in long, twisty fiery orange hairs. These nugs are caked in a thick layer of frosty white trichomes and are sticky with delicious resin. Users describe the Sunset Sherbet high as having an immediate jolt of uplifted cerebral energy that leaves you social and euphoric accompanied by a full-body relaxing body buzz that leaves you warmed and at ease. The combination of these well-balanced effects will leave you pain free in mind and body as well as having a relaxed carefree attitude. Due to these potent effects, this bud is ideal for treating stress, pain, and depression.

Indicate Dominant Hybrid – 15% Sativa / 85% Indica THC: 21% – 23%

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[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

Mango Sherbert

I love both sunrise and sunset, but I'm a sunrise kind of woman.

When you woke up, Andy was still stretched out next to you. In his sleep all the weight he carried was gone, leaving him looking peaceful in the dark of your bedroom.

So it was best not to wake him yet. Let him sleep, he had been so tired the past few days coming to your house that all you two have done was hold each other and talk about your day till he was sound asleep in your arms.

You were just about to escape the bed to make coffee when his heavy arm snaked around your hip and pulled you back into his chest, his nose nuzzling in the back of your neck while he whispered. "Where you runnin' off to Angel?"

"Go back to sleep Andy." You weave your fingers with his and bring them up to your mouth, kissing his knuckles. "Not far, I promise."

He lets you try to soothe him back to slumber, but he pulls his hand away and makes you turn to your back, looking only half awake with tussled hair and half lidded eyes. But you feel his hip press against yours and his erection signify that Andy is much more awake then he is letting on.

"Only if I can put you back to sleep first." He mutters as his lips press a pattern against your collarbone as he is easing himself back, dragging the blankets off your body and working the silk sleep tank up so his hands can run against bare skin.

"Mr.Barber, you are so stubborn." You sigh, not with frustration but with pleasure at the way he knew your body.

"So I've been told Angel, but it always works in my favor." He looked up at you from where he was nipping at your bellybutton, letting the rasp of his beard tickle the tender spots that made you wriggle for him.

No longer did he look tired, his blue eyes now quite bright as the bedroom started to lighten. Your fingers dug into his hair when he started to kiss up your inner thigh while spreading them wide.

When he started to take you apart, you happened to glance at the window, the horizon in view. Right when the colors happened, you felt your orgasm start to take over, and the cresting of the light was when he really brought you to bliss.

[monsterfucker-lisa-swallows]

List of incredible children I've interacted with at the camp where I work:

The girl who collected plastic knives and said she wasn't expecting to make friends with anyone but ended up being super popular and when I asked her if she'd stabbed this camp counselor who is my worstie (he introduced me as his best friend and I was like this dude is my enemy [affectionate]) she was like "technically". She handed out knives during graduation

The child on my worstie's team who asked if me and this other female crew trainer were my worstie's wife and daughter

The child who mispronounced "mars elysium base" as "mars asylum base" (the implications alone??? Is this a refugee camp for aliens??? Is this where the astronauts go to recover from space madness???)

The child who mispronounced "mars elysium base" as "mars Islam base" in front of my worstie (whose father is muslim)

The children who created a spongebob cult

The child who responded to me saying that big bird was almost on challenger when it exploded by saying "big bird? More like big bang!" Then proceeded to repeat it because no one heard him so I gave him an appreciative nod

The child who fully believed I'm an alien and she was like "you look normal" so I was like "you look normal too. How do I know you're not an alien? How many toes do you have?" And she was like "5" and I was like "only 5? Like 2 on this foot and 3 on the other? It's okay, don't be ashamed. [Points at friend of mine working the simulator] He only has 9 toes. I cut off his pinky toe and keep it in my pocket." She thought I was hilarious and apparently asked where I was later.

The child who unprompted said that my hair is the color of a sunset melting into sherbert then proceeded to tell me that she has "another one bites the dust" on the playlist to play at her funeral and I promptly gave her a better more fitting queen song for that occasion

[angst-fairygodmother]

37 and 66 from I love you things with Ollie and Jess?

A/N: Hi Nonny! Thank you so much for this prompt. I’m so sorry it took me a while to write, but I hope it was worth the wait. I went back and forth while writing this between making it a reader-insert and using Jess as an actual OC and finally settled on the latter, because it just felt right. (Which is probably how I will continue to write this pair going forward also.) Word Count: 3493 Rating: G - mostly fluff - heights (and fear of influencing how it’s written), a little swearing, referenced/implied panic attack

Jess closed the shop at 6pm on the dot, giving herself an hour to get ready for...whatever Ollie had planned. There weren’t a lot of places to go out to dinner in the area, and she desperately hoped he wouldn’t start out by inviting her home to meet the infamous Charlie Sway. She chewed nervously on her nail, staring at her closet. She knew she needed something that would work for anything, but her mind continued to run in circles trying to decide exactly what that meant. 

She couldn’t remember the last time she’d given this much thought to what she looked like on someone else’s account. It felt strange to say the least. But, she mused, not a bad kind of strange. Eventually, she settled on a cute cream-colored sweater and jeans, hoping that the evening temperature dropped enough to make them reasonable.

There was a soft knock on the door and she frantically cast one last look over herself in the mirror, smoothing down her shirt and hair, stomach twisting nervously. 

She threw open the door perhaps a bit overenthusiastically, a warm expression on her face. 

“Hi,” she greeted him, the single syllable all she could get out as she met those soft blue eyes. 

Ollie grinned when he saw her, the excited, adoring expression making her heart flutter. It was hard for Jess not to scoff at the cliché, when she was behaving like the protagonists of the romances she sold by the dozen. But at least he was looking at her the same way, and seemed at least momentarily speechless. 

“Uh, do you want to come in?” she offered meekly after a moment, gesturing over her shoulder. “Or I can come out, and we can...I mean...um...”

The two of them stood there, staring at each other dumbly for a moment, on either side of the doorway. 

“So...where are we going?” she asked after a long pause ripe with awkward tension. She wanted to kick herself. Ollie had been so easy to talk to from the moment he walked into her store, but now, suddenly they were going on a proper date and everything felt different?

“I have a picnic bag in the back of my car, and I thought we could drive somewhere, and then maybe hike a bit?”

“A hike?” she asked nervously. “Like, up into the mountains?”

“Yeah. There’s a point up there that has great views of the entire town and the lake. Nik heard about it from one of the girls at the bar we were flirting with…I mean he was flirting with mostly. It wasn’t...I mean I didn’t...and this was before I met you…”

“Ollie,” she laughed lightly, tilting her head to one side to look at him. “I’m not the blushing, swooning virginal maiden, and I don’t expect you to be either.” 

He coughed, face turning crimson and she couldn’t help smiling fondly. Finally, things were feeling a little more normal, this was still the same Ollie she had come to adore. 

“You’re also only here for the summer, or however long it takes you to find your Dad’s record. So I hadn’t set my hopes on serious, or exclusive. I just think you’re cute, and fun to be around, so why not enjoy something and see what happens with it?”

“Oh.” His face twisted as he considered her words.

“However, I don’t think a hike is a good idea. It’s going to be dark soon.”

“There’s still almost two hours before sunset, and I brought flashlights so we can get back down the mountain.”

Of course, he had planned ahead. It would be stupid to plan a hiking date and not account for that, and he was far from stupid. And they were both dressed fine for the occasion. Her mind quested desperately for some other reason that they shouldn’t go and came up blank. So instead she held up a finger for him to wait, and went back to collect her camera. If she were going to do this, she might as well get some good photographs out of it, she rationed. Maybe even one she could sell prints of, if she was incredibly lucky. (She already felt insanely so, when such a wonderful boy wanted to go out with her, so why not see how far that streak ran?)

~

The first part of the hike went surprisingly smoothly, and it didn’t take long before Jess and Ollie were joking and laughing, scrabbling over rocks like young goats, playing eye-spy with the woods, any weirdness melting away in the evening sun. She barely noticed the way their path climbed, and felt completely relaxed.

Gradually, without her noticing, the trail narrowed and became steeper, until it rounded a tight bend up ahead, nothing but air off to her left and solid rock to the right. She swallowed nervously, trying to keep her eyes from the empty space. All of her joviality dropped away like the ground. 

“Jess?” Ollie asked, noticing her discomfort as she edged very slowly along. “Are you alright?”

“Yes. Yeah. Fine. I just...don’t like heights.” She answered, breath and words coming in short bursts. 

“Oh. Shit. Um, we can turn back if you want? I didn't realize you--”

“No. No, it's fine. We're here now. I'll make it through. You just might have to hold my hand for the way back down.”

She’d meant it as a joke, a light flirtation to distract her from the many, many feet she could fall with one misstep. Unfortunately, it didn’t seem to be doing any good, as her mind found a way to focus on both the space and how cheesy the sentence was.

“Do...you want me to now?” he countered, holding one slim hand out. 

She flashed him a small smile, taking it with her own and trying not to think too much about how nice, how right it felt. “You’ve been taking lessons with Nikolai haven’t you?”

“What?”

“That was smooth, Oliver,” she teased, enjoying the way he turned red all the way to the tips of his ears. 

~

Eventually, the young couple made it to the overlook, with much gentle guidance from Ollie to keep Jess’s nerves from overwhelming her, and she gasped. The lake stretched out below them, still and silver in the evening light, shining like a mirror. Tiny specks of color, moving too fast or too far for the eye to really track marked the boaters and jetskis, and kites flown from the small public beach. Most of the buildings disappeared into the verdant green surroundings, and the ones she could still spot looked like houses and shops and mansions for Polly Pockets, not people. The sun was just starting to dip behind the mountains on the far side of the lake, hazy outlines of shadow against the sherbert sky. 

“Oh, Ollie,” she breathed, stunned. “It’s beautiful.”

He mumbled something she didn’t catch and started unpacking the picnic he’d brought in his backpack. Not wanting to disturb him, and clearly left to her own devices for the moment, she took out her camera, adjusting the lens carefully, capturing as much of the view as she could. Then, on an impulse she turned around and snapped one of Ollie, silhouetted against the forest and the peeks of sunset between the trees, before he could notice. The sound of the shutter, or the finishing touches being put on dinner, made him look up.

“What are you doing, Jess?” he asked, confusion written across his features. 

“Taking pictures of beautiful things,” she answered with a shrug, bringing the camera to her eye again.

“No,” he held up his hand to block it, laughing. 

“I’m serious. This place, up here away from it all, suits you.”

“You’re full of shit, Jess.” He shook his head, his hair falling across his face.

She took another photo while his guard was down. 

“Come sit down. Marlena put together a good meal.” 

Relenting after another photo out into the distance, almost wishing she dared to get closer to the edge of the overlook, she carefully disassembled her camera, storing each piece with reverence back in its bag, before sitting across from him. He had set up quite the array on the blanket: simple but delicious looking toasted sandwiches, glasses and lemonade, berries and chunks of watermelon, and what looked like very freshly baked chocolate-chip cookies.

“Ollie, it looks amazing,” she said with a smile, popping a sweet, juicy blackberry into her mouth with a small, exaggerated moan. “And tastes even better.”

He blushed, shrugging and laughing sheepishly. “All I did was carry it up here.”

She rolled her eyes as he deflected yet another compliment. He seemed to always be doing that, much to her frustration, and she made a mental note to find a way to make him see how much she meant them, how true each one was. 

Silence fell over the two of them as they started picking at the buffet between them, but it was an easy one, a pause rather than an interruption, and eventually conversation resumed. She asked him about his search for his father’s record and listened as he spoke of the things he had found, which weren’t what he was looking for but seemed to bring (mostly) happy memories of his childhood. He asked for stories of her family, and of what the town was like when summer-people left. 

“Sway Lake is a different place,” she concluded eventually, casting her eyes about her on the clifftop, “just like it is from up here. Or frozen in a moment in your record.” 

By now the remains of the food had been set aside, and the pair had scooted closer on the picnic blanket, sitting side by side and facing out, instead of across from one another. Hesitantly, Jess shifted her hand closer so that their pinkies brushed, daring him to take action and hold her hand again. He didn’t seem to notice as he turned to face her, eyebrows knitted in confusion. 

“I…” he cleared his throat and started over. “You have a really unique view of the world.” 

Something in the way he said it made it feel like the kindest compliment someone could give, and it was finally her turn to blush, ducking her head to hide as her cheeks heated furiously. 

“I mean I guess,” she fiddled with the edge of the picnic blanket beside her, plucking at a loose thread so she didn’t have to meet his eyes just yet. “I’ve never really thought about it like that...”

“The view up here must be great for photos,” he said, making her laugh at his abrupt change of subject, obviously picking up on her embarrassment and knowing it well. 

“Yeah, it is. I’m hoping they come out well. Thank you for showing it to me.”

“The way people were talking, it’s pretty well known...how come you haven’t been up here before?”

“Heights, remember?” she flashed him a half-smile as she tilted her head to one side. “I’ve never had someone invite me before who seemed worth the risk.”

“How do you know if something’s worth it without ever seeing it?”

“You know your record is without hearing it don’t you? Besides, I said someone, not something.”

He froze, blinking owlishly at her. 

“Ollie?” she asked after a long pause, wondering what was going on with him suddenly.

“Can I kiss you?” he blurted, and now it was her turn to freeze, the question momentarily incomprehensible. 

“Yes,” she breathed, barely getting the word out before his lips were pressed against hers. 

The contact was abrupt, almost a headbutt but more romantic. There was a moment of awkward fumbling, of bumping noses and clashing teeth, until their mouths finally slotted together properly. Even after finding the right way to connect, there was a split second of hesitation, and then his hands came up to frame her jaw, pulling her closer, the tips of his fingers teasing at her hairline and the small hairs that had escaped the scrunchie holding most of it back. Keeping one of her own hands on the blanket to hold herself steady, Jess wrapped the other around the back of his neck like an anchor and leaned into the pressure of his soft lips on hers. 

All too soon he pulled away, panting breathlessly, and staring at her with an awe that made her own breath catch in her throat. She was half tempted to pull him back into another kiss, if only to make him stop looking at her like that. 

A distant roll of thunder shattered the moment, and her eyes flickered toward the clouds gathering on the blue-purple horizon. 

“We should probably head back, before that gets here,” she said reluctantly, wishing she had more time.

Ollie nodded in agreement, and the two of them made quick work of packing back up the remains of the picnic. He handed her a heavy black flashlight (that, she noted gratefully, and then laughed internally at her own thought, would double as a decent weapon against a rogue mountain lion at least long enough to run) and set off down the mountain. She tried to follow him without looking down, but the uneven terrain in the growing darkness made that too difficult to maintain. Soon the very idea filled her with just as much fear as looking. The edge of the path seemed to drop sharply, drawing ever closer to her feet in the narrow beam of yellow light, until it felt like she was walking along the very line of the drop. 

She stopped short with a yelp, head spinning from the sensation and whole body trembling. The sound made Ollie turn around sharply, placing himself as a barrier between her and the fall as she pressed her back firmly against the rock. 

He took her by the shoulders, trying to get her to make eye contact instead of staring blankly at the sight, or lack of sight beyond him. 

“Jess? Can you hear me?” he asked. “It’s alright, Jess. I’m right here, I won’t let you fall.”

Her blood roared in her ears and she saw his lips move but it was too loud for her to hear him.

When talking didn’t seem to work, he wrapped his arms around her, drawing her into a tight hug. Her fingers curled into his sweatshirt, clinging to him like a lifeline. Face pressed into the side of his neck she let out a sob, as the world spun around her much too fast.

~

The rest of the journey down to Ollie’s station wagon and much of the drive were a blur. Jess wasn’t completely unconvinced that he had somehow found a way to carry her down, although that was giving his physical strength more credit than he looked like it deserved. The storm picked up as they drove, clouds turning the sky to black, lit only by the occasional crash of lightning, and rain slamming against the roof and windows.

All too soon, the car stopped, parking in the narrow street in front of her building. They exited the car and promptly Ollie took her by the hand, lacing their fingers together. Not wanting to stand in the rain, she used the point of contact to drag him along, running as if she could dodge the water falling from the sky until they made it to her door. They stood there under the eaves, hair and clothing dripping, facing each other reluctantly, not wanting to say goodnight just yet.

“Tonight was…” he said, pausing. 

“Amazing?” she finished, smiling and feeling the light heat of a blush on her cheeks.

“Yeah. That.” He smiled back, and looked for a moment (during which her heart beat like a bird trying to escape her chest) like he was going to kiss her again. “I should let you go inside…”

“Stay over,” she blurted out before she could consider the words. 

“W-what?” he stared at her like she’d just grown an extra head or twelve. “Jess I can’t do that…”

“It’s late. And the weather’s bad. And I saw you yawning while we were driving back. I’d worry about you if you tried to go home now.”

“It’s just around the other side of the lake…”

“Yeah, but that’s like half an hour unless you drive recklessly. All it takes is drifting off for a second...please stay?”

“But...what will people think?”

“People,” she raised an eyebrow, “or your grandmother?”

“I don’t just mean her. I don’t want you to be treated like--”

“A slut?” 

He shuffled and looked away. 

“People aren’t that bad, you know. There are a handful of dicks, but most of town doesn’t give a shit.” 

“I didn’t mean…” he frowned. “I’m a Sway. I know people don’t like my family. If you’re seen with me like that...I know what being an outcast feels like, and I don’t want you to have to feel that way.”

“Well I guess you'll just have to make sure no one sees, then.” She smirked, before she sighed. “Look, Ollie. We're grown adults. What we do at night, or any other time, or with whom is no one's business but our own.”

“I know but--”

“No. No buts. I wouldn't have invited you to sleep over if I didn't mean it, or I wasn't prepared for gossip and fallout. It’s up to you. I just would feel a lot better if you did.”

“You really want me to stay?”

She rolled her eyes and fixed him with a look rather than actually answering. The wet breeze sent a shiver over her as she turned to unlock the door, not waiting anymore for him to make a decision. 

“And it’s not...too fast?”

She shrugged, taking him by the arm to pull him into the house and into a kiss. Her other hand threaded into his hair and his hovered over her hips as if he wasn’t quite sure he was allowed to touch her .

“Too fast is a myth,” she murmured, breath ghosting across his face. “Besides, I was inviting you into my house, not my bed.” 

She’d lost count by now of the number of times she’d managed to make Ollie blush tonight, but each time you did was just as adorable as the first. 

“Although, I was going to offer to take the couch,” she said over your shoulder as she led the way toward the furniture in question, “so I guess it was...also...into my bed…this is...I’m making it weird.”

“What? No!” he fumbled to reassure her. “I mean, no. You’re not, not no I won’t sleep in...I don’t want to, without you. Not that we have to sleep together. It’s just. It’s your bed.”

“God we’re a pair,” she said, laughing now as she dropped down and motioned for him to sit beside her. “Tripping over ourselves like romantic baby deer.”

“I just don’t want to mess this up,” he admitted sheepishly, sitting awkwardly perched on the edge of the cushion as if he was going to run at any moment. 

“Is there...something to mess up?” she asked, reaching over to take his hand and lacing her fingers through his. 

“I think so,” the words may have been a statement but his face was a question as he turned toward her a little more. “I don't want this to be some summer fling, Jess. I want it to be real.”

“Hey, summer flings can also be real. There was this one guy who…” she paused at Ollie's expression and shook her head, “never mind. The point is they're not mutually exclusive. But I appreciate the sentiment. And I’d really like that too.”

“What does that mean though?” he asked. 

She paused. “That’s what we have to decide. But...not tonight. It’s late. We should go to bed and talk about it when we’re rested.” She fought back a yawn that emphasized her point as she stood. 

He nodded, watching her turn and cross the room, eyes lingering low. It took him a moment to realize when she had stopped moving again. 

“Well aren't you coming?” 

“What?” he squeaked out. 

“It occurs to me, the bed is big enough for two and way more comfortable than the couch.”

“I…”

“I just mean to sleep, for real. And, I guess, maybe cuddling?” She bit her lip nervously. “Unless you're not good with that…”

He stared for another long, awkward moment. “Even with my nightmares?”

She shrugged. “Yeah. I’ll deal. Or maybe having someone else beside you will help.” 

Ollie scrambled to his feet, nearly tripping over himself in his rush to join her by the doorway. She laughed, lacing her fingers with his and leading him further through the apartment, silently marveling at how well things had gone, for a first date.

[weirdgirlbymommylonglegs]

shades of orange asks!!

marmalade: what do you put on your toast?

amber: what's your birthstone?

sandstone: when was the last time you were at the beach?

tangerine: what fruits would be in your ideal fruit salad?

safety: are you particularly reckless, or are you the "mom friend?"

cider: describe your first experience with alcohol

bronze: if you could spectate a historical event, which?

ginger: if you had to dye your hair, what colour?

tiger: what animal do you most relate to?

ochre: what's your favourite art form?

burnt: how good a cook are you?

pumpkin: are you a follower of trends?

fire: how do people describe you?

peach: favourite season?

merigold: what's your favourite flower?

sherbert: sweet or salty snacks?

coral: what scares you more; the open ocean or outer space?

vermillion: who do you feel has made the biggest impact on you as a person?

sunset: what is the last thing you do before sleeping?

[arcaneouia]

; an old mini piece i wrote. 

a dark place.

by grace

I knew what true happiness was once, what it felt to roll around in the dewy midnight grass underneath the expanse of velvet sky, what it felt like when my lungs would collapse and my lips would break their seal and joy would be released from my mouth as we tried to pluck stars from the sky above. I believed that I could, that I had the power to hold this flaming ball of gas and fire in the palm of my hand and nothing bad could come of it. I took the ocean for granted. The rolling waves, foam lapping selfishly at the sand and roaring angrily as I bounced backwards crawling away from the starving sea competely dry. I remember how my heart would pound with a fierce knowing as I climbed to the top of a tree just to get a better view. How my voice would carry out of the car as I sung at the top of my lungs about how nothing mattered but that night. How nothing mattered except for the now. I thought I could run from trouble, close my eyes to the tragic truth just behind me and cover my ears to block the whispers of chaos it spoke. I thought that the tape I had wrapped carefully over my brokenness would be enough to hide the truth of myself. Of what humanity shaped me to be. Of what life spoke into me when I slipped from my mothers womb.

Someone once told me that I was too pure, too good— for this world. That above my head she saw a halo of fire and on my back she saw wings of gold. So I put my hand in front of myself and stretched out my fingers to show her the very stars I had plucked from the sky, I lifted my pants to show her the sand that littered my ankles and pulled a leaf from my hair and a song from my heart. I dusted the sand from my skin and tugged some of the song from my chest and told her to take some of my goodness, I had plently to share.

and so I keep my thoughts to myself, I hide my heart from the world because it took away my stars, it supressed the foamy sand and created trees too tall for me to reach. It replaced my pomegranite sunsets and purple explosions with orange sherbert day after day. It pulled me so far away from that moment in the car that the song was sucked from my heart and all that remained was the crimson that ran through my arteries and the chest cavity that used to hold something other than an organ.

I don’t live for the people of this claustrophobic world, I live now for the ache inside my bones, for the hallowness inside my chest, I live for the chance that I might figure out what it all was for. Why I was too good for this world yet could not spend a day in it without chaos ripping another bandage from where it held my trouble in. I live for the chance that someday I might see what it’s like on the otherside, that I might remember the feeling of holding the stars in my hand.

[q-gorgeous]

Crayon Asks

in honor of my love for crayons and my need for ask games i made my own ask game using the 152 box of crayons that i have and theyre on a color spectrum of some sort sdgvyj

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Purple mountains majesty: what mythical creature would you want to exist?

Deep space sparkle: how do you feel about SPACE?

Purple heart: who's your best friend?

Blue violet: have you ever dyed your hair?

Glitter purple 1: favorite gemstone?

Eggplant: do u like eggplant?

Royal purple: are you a queen?

Cyber grape: are you tech savvy?

Violet (purple): how are ya?

Glitter purple 2: how do you feel about glitter?

Vivid violet: red or green grapes?

Plum: are you plumtastic?

Razzmic berry: strawberries or raspberries?

Wisteria: do you think magic exists?

White: ghost?

Glitter white 1: how old are you?

Glitter white 2: do you have immense power?

Black: are you an eldritch being?

Shadow: are you afraid of the dark?

Gray: have you ever done a warrior cats roleplay?

Sonic silver: gotta go fast?

Timberwolf: have you ever done a wolf pack roleplay?

Silver: favorite song?

Manatee: favorite animal?

Cadet blue: do you paint your nails?

Wild blue yonder: do you yearn to run into the wild and never return?

Periwinkle: favorite flower?

Sky blue: do you go cloud gazing?

Glitter blue 1: do you take lots of pictures?

Cornflower: do you like baking?

Blue bell: do you like cows?

Cerulean: do you like to sing?

Glitter blue 2: what did you want to be when you were younger?

Glitter blue 3: do you like to draw?

Blue: what's your favorite word?

Glitter blue 4: do you like makeup?

Denim: jeans or khakis/whatever aren’t jeans?

Outer space: favorite planet?

Navy blue: do you like boats?

Indigo: are you a morning or a night person?

Midnight blue: what's your aesthetic?

Pacific blue: can you swim?

Blue green: do you like to read?

Steel blue: do you have nerves of steel?

Turquoise blue: what's your favorite tv show?

Aquamarine: have you been to the ocean?

Metallic seaweed: do you like sushi?

Robin’s blue egg: have you ever had a pet bird?

Illuminating emerald: what's the first fandom you were in?

Caribbean green: have you ever been on a plane? Where to?

Sea green: favorite oc?

Jungle green: do you ever go exploring in the woods?

Shamrock: lucky number?

Glitter green 1: favorite food?

Pine green: favorite kind of tree?

Tropical rain forest: earliest childhood memory?

Asparagus: do you like vegetables?

Green: feelings about grass?

Mountain meadow: have you ever been in the mountains?

Forest green: where have you always wanted to go?

Granny smith apple: favorite kind of apple?

Sheen green: are you squeamish?

Screamin’ green: do you need to scream?

Yellow green: favorite holiday?

Fern: do you like the person you've grown into?

Glitter green 2: cooked or uncooked vegetables?

Electric lime: do you drink energy drinks?

Inchworm: do you like bugs?

Glitter yellow 1: do you sunburn easily?

Green yellow: do you like the rain?

Spring green: favorite thing about springtime?

Olive green: is there anything that you regret?

Gold fusion: do you watch steven universe?

Gold: best brand of peanut butter?

Goldenrod: What's an animal that you've always wanted?

Metallic sunburst: do you like knick knacks?

Laser lemon: do you like lemonade?

Canary: favorite kind of bird?

Yellow: here comes the sun?

Almond: do you collect things?

Dandelion: are they weeds?

Banana melon: tell us what you're thinking of right now

Unmellow yellow: how chill are you?

Sunglow: what's your favorite time of day?

Macaroni and cheese: favorite restaurant? 

Atomic tangerine: do you like soda?

Yellow orange: how long is your longest friendship?

Neon carrot: do you have laser vision?

Orange: are you a creative person?

Vivid tangerine: is there anyone that you miss?

Outrageous orange: what's the most outrageous thing you've ever done?

Mango tango: do you like to dance?

Sunset orange: favorite part of the sunset? 

Red orange: cats or dogs?

Scarlet: the most badass thing you’ve ever done?

Shimmering blush: last embarrassing thing you did?

Bittersweet shimmer: do you know what you're doing?

Razzmatazz: jazz hands?

Glitter red 1: hand holding or hugs?

Red: Do you have a crush?

Big dip o’ ruby: how big is your crush on your crush?

Brick red: when did you start liking your crush?

Maroon: dream date?

Cerise: is your crush the coolest?

Glitter red 2: how does your crush make you feel?

Glitter red violet 1: something you are looking forward to?

Red violet: can I hold your hand?

Fuchsia: what do you want to do right now?

Jazzberry jam: strawberry or grape jelly?

Purple pizzazz: pizzazz is close to pizza, pineapple on pizza?

Magenta: Am I real?

Hot magenta: fear level?

Violet red: most romantic thing you've ever done?

Wild strawberry: who was your first crush?

Pink sherbert: favorite ice cream flavor?

Radical red: have you ever surfed before?

Wild watermelon: send me your own question about my crush!

Salmon: what's your favorite kind of pet fish?

shocking pink: do you think your crush likes you back?

Carnation pink: what's the longest relationship you've ever been in?

Glitter pink 1: are you still friends with your exs?

Tickle me pink: how ticklish are you?

Razzle dazzle rose: will you confess to your crush?

Cotton candy: how do you plan to confess to your crush?

Pink flamingo: do you like live action or animated shows/movies better?

Blush: what makes you happy?

Orchid: gender?

Glitter pink 2: sexuality?

Mauvelous: are you marvelous?

Lavender: what about yourself do you like?

Piggy pink: do you have a piggy bank? Do you use it?

Melon: are you worried about anything right now?

Apricot: what do you want to do for a career?

Peach: what's one goal you have?

Glitter tan 1: do you have long or short hair?

Alloy orange: favorite time of year?

Burnt orange: if there's one thing you could change about yourself what would it be?

Tan: favorite color?

Bittersweet: favorite memory?

Mahogany: do you like to write?

Chestnut: roasting on an open fire?

Fuzzy wuzzy: do you sleep with a stuffed animal?

Burnt sienna: what's the last thing you ate?

Brown: are you procrastinating on anything right now?

Sepia: send a sneak peek of whatever you're working on!

Beaver: do you have good teeth?

Raw sienna: do you like to paint?

Blast off bronze: would you ever want to go to space?

Antique brass: do you have any pets?

Copper: SLEEP!

Desert sand: do you play minecraft?

Tumbleweed: have you ever been to the desert?

[cant-think-of-a-username]

Hi! I hope you’re doing well. I was wondering if I could get a haikyuu matchup please?? I prefer to be matched with boys but any gender works out completely fine with me! I’ll put my description down below for ya!

So… my names Olivia and I’m 17. I go by she/her pronouns and I am straight! My birthday is January 6th, 2004 and I’m a Capricorn Sun, Cancer Moon, and Libra Rising (my Mercury is in Sagittarius, my Venus is in Aquarius, and my Mars is in Aries if you wanted to know the rest). I’m 5’2, I have brownish-red hair and blue eyes. I spend a lot of time doing school work because I’m really driven by it and I’ve had good grades a majority of high school. When I’m not doing schoolwork I enjoy listening to music or going on a walk! Some of my favorite songs rn are Lay It Down - Steelix, Georgia Peach - Manwolves, Bag of Bones - MItski, Best Friend, and 2023 - Blue Rain Boots. I really like going on sunrise/sunset walks bc they’re always really pretty! I try to do community service in my free time because I really enjoy helping others out. If I were to hang out with a friend I don't really mind what we do, but I like going to the movies or even just staying at home and watching tv. My perfect date would literally be anything! Like I was saying before, I really like movie dates so I think seeing a scary movie and then going for bubble tea would be fun! I also LOVE arcade/fair dates. So fun!! I think I think that one of my fatal flaws is that although I appear kind and respectful when I’m out in public, I have pretty severe anxiety, depression, and anger issues so I struggle with that a lot. I also get really defensive and stubborn when someone says something that annoys me so i kinda never stop talking lol. I can never decide on my favorite food but rn I really like rainbow sherbert and orange glazed chicken rn!! My favorite drink has to be bubble tea (I haven’t had any in forever but I really like Coconut Milk Tea with tapioca or Grapefruit Tea with Yogurt Popping Boba!!). To finish off I’m an ISFP and Enneagram Type 9v1. I hope you have a great day! Ty if you do this!

ok the fact that i firstly paired u up with him before seeing ur profile is just bsbsnsn

also pls make sure to take care of urself and know that things WILL get better no matter what <33

hope u enjoyy !!

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I ship you with...

Sugawara Koushi !!

-Suga is so attentive when it comes to you so he would be great at comforting u when ur anxiety acts up

- he also makes sure ur always doing something so u won’t really end up alone with your negative thoughts and worries

-he’s also really patient and understanding

- he LOVES how caring u are and is always ready to help u with any community service u sign up for

-he stares into your eyes alot comparing them to the sea, sometimes calm and still and other times raging and unforgiving

- yall have study dates very often

-he loves hearing u ramble about ur day when u come home after a long exhausting one

- if anyone ever insults u or makes u mad he knows how to calm u down and he then continues to reassure u that u are perfect no matter what (because u definitely are;))

-since he plays volleyball, he needs to stay fit which is why u guys go on early morning walks very often

-since u don’t really settle on a favorite food for so long, suga would try making u new dishes that suit ur taste (i feel like he is good at cooking)

-one time he made u orange chicken and that was when u chose it as ur new favorite food and suga couldn’t be happier

-if u are having a bad day, he will take u out to get bubble tea :)

-he always brings light and warmth to ur life and u guys have loads and loads of fun together <3

BONUS MOOD BOARD

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matchups are still open !

[jjmaybanksblog]

Hazel Brown- John B Routledge

Summary: AU where your world is in black and white until you meet your soulmate, then everything turns into color.

Word count: 1,317

Warnings: none

Y/A: your age

Y/N: Your name

Soulmates. Everyone had one, couples pranced around you living in color while you were stuck in your own black and white world. You envied the people who would go out and watch the sunset or rise. You envied the people who went to art galleries and saw true color. You were hurt that you had spent Y/A years on this earth and have not found your soulmate yet.

John B Routledge was just like you; he was resentful of his peers who had found their love. He nearly lost his mind when JJ and Kiara saw colors once they had met. He just wanted to find the one to take to a flower garden, or take a trip outside of the Outer Banks. But he too was stuck in his own world of jet black colors and bland greys. 

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Another day, another shift of working at the ice cream parlor at The Cut. Working in a shop full of colors you couldn't see was a pain in the ass, but you forced yourself to memorize the location of each of the ice cream tubs.

"Can I help you?" You called out to the boy who was eyeing the tubs, squinting. The boy jumped at your voice, taking him out of his trance. "Yeah. Yeah sorry I'm just… frustrated." He exhaled, raking his hand through his hair.

"You can't see color either can you?" You asked, propping yourself against the cooler. He shook his head in response, "welcome to the club, the name's Y/N." You offered you a soft smile as you told him your name. "JJ Maybank."

 "If it makes it easier for you I can let you try a sample of something. I also know where everything is by memory if you know the flavors you want." JJ was very thankful that you were so understanding, many places haven't been so kind.

"I'm ordering for all my friends. But uh I need a small cookie dough, medium brownie cake batter, small mint chocolate chip, and a large sherbert please." JJ looked up and counted on his fingers as he recalled the orders his friends wanted.

He paid as you scooped the ice cream into bowls, softly singing along to the music that played off the store's speakers. After you finished the bowls you put them in a paper bag for him to carry. You two stood aside chatting about how you moved here a few months ago, his life, and just life in general. A trio of teens walked into the parlor, one of them jumping onto JJ's back, nearly knocking him to the ground.

You covered your smile with your hand, chuckling at JJ's groans. "What's taking you so long, Maybank?" The girl asked.

"I got distracted talking to Y/N okay? You know I get distracted by pretty girls." You jokingly rolled your eyes, only imagining how many times he has used that on a girl.

"Y/N this is Kiara, Pope, and John B." He pointed out to his friends as he introduced them. As soon as you made eye contact with John B, both of you dropped to the ground, a sharp pain in your heads. It only lasted about 20 seconds, JJ ran to the other side of the counter to help you up, Pope and Kiara helping John B.

Your shut eyes slowly opened, looking at John B who was already looking at you. Your eyes met his brown ones; brown! You started to see color, you slowly took in every little thing near you. You dropped your ice cream scooper in shock as your eyes began watering, you stepped closer to John B as he  stared at you in awe, taking in everything about you. He could see in color; he took in the color of your hair, your eyes, your skin, even your clothes. 

You two were in complete shock, mouths gaped. His friends smiled to themselves as they grabbed their bag of ice cream before sneaking out of the store, leaving you two by yourselves.

"You... you're... you... I can see colors." He whispered. Your heart was racing a mile a minute as he walked towards you. You reached your hand out in hopes he'd take it to follow you into the back room.

You led him back there, both your heads turning in different directions taking in all the colors you could. He placed his hand delicately on your cheek as he stroked his thumb against it. "You're real." You muttered, smiling brightly. He pulled you close to him, wrapping his arms tightly around your body. You melted into his touch as he rested his cheek on the top of your head. 

"God I never thought this day would come." He thought out loud. You two pulled away, his hand still holding your arm. "I get off at 5, would you want to go maybe look at the sunset? We could get food and go up to the roof." His face blushed at your offer. He softly nodded his head as your heart was pounding. "Yeah I would love that." 

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Your shift ended, making your nerves spike at an all time high. Hanging up your apron in the back room, you walked out to see John B sitting in a booth, anxiously tapping his leg. You approached him with your hand extended out towards him. "You ready?" You asked. He answered your question by intertwining his fingers with yours. He slid out of the booth, holding a picnic basket in his hand.

Your heart skipped a beat at just how sweet he was. He led you two out of the parlor and into his beautifully decorated van. "This, this is a piece of art." You smiled, looking at the stickers everywhere.

"Finally! Someone appreciates my art. Also I'm sorry for the weed smell, JJ usually hot boxes the whole van in the back." JB explained, one hand on the steering wheel, the other still holding your hand.

"It's all good, I get it." You smiled as he pulled up to the beach. Finding a spot, John B laid a large towel on the sand, sitting down with his legs crossed. You happily joined him, biting your bottom lip as he pulled out a small bouquet of roses. "You're a true cliché, aren't you John B?" You asked after inhaling the relaxing scent of the flowers.

"Only for my soulmate." He winked.

You two spent the entire time talking. Every minute you two spent together was filled with conversations and laughter. It came to a pause when you finally looked at the setting sun. The sky was a beautiful mix of pinks and oranges, white fluffy clouds slowly disappearing. The way the color of the blue waves clashed against the bright ones of the sky.

"It's beautiful." You whispered, squeezing his hand in yours. John B looked down at your intertwined hands before looking at you again. "It certainly is."

John B used his index finger to hold the bottom of your chin, making you look at him. His eyes looked in yours, practically asking for permission to kiss you. You gladly leaned forward and pressed your lips against his, feeling like you were on a high.

You've kissed other guys before, but knowing that you were kissing your soulmate truly felt like a blessing. You've never experienced this kind of passion in your life, igniting the flames in your stomach.

Before things got too intense in the make out session, he pulled away. Gently biting your bottom lip, a chill was sent down her spine. "You know what my favorite color is?" You asked, your thumb swiping across his bottom lip.

"What?"

"Hazel brown." You said, noticing the details of his eyes. How when the sunlight hit it at the right angle, it looked like honey.

"Oh right, and I'm the cliché."

[beingsuneone]

Congrats on your milestone!! That's great :)

I was wondering if I could get a haikyuu matchup please?? I prefer to be matched with boys but any gender works out completely fine with me! I’ll put my description down below for ya!

So… my names Olivia and I’m 17. I go by she/her pronouns and I am straight! My birthday is January 6th, 2004 and I’m a Capricorn Sun, Cancer Moon, and Libra Rising (my Mercury is in Sagittarius, my Venus is in Aquarius, and my Mars is in Aries if you wanted to know the rest). I’m 5’2, I have brownish-red hair and blue eyes. I spend a lot of time doing school work because I’m really driven by it and I’ve had good grades a majority of high school. When I’m not doing schoolwork I enjoy listening to music or going on a walk! Some of my favorite songs rn are Lay It Down - Steelix, Georgia Peach - Manwolves, Bag of Bones - MItski, Best Friend, and 2023 - Blue Rain Boots. I really like going on sunrise/sunset walks bc they’re always really pretty! I try to do community service in my free time because I really enjoy helping others out. If I were to hang out with a friend I don't really mind what we do, but I like going to the movies or even just staying at home and watching tv. My perfect date would literally be anything! Like I was saying before, I really like movie dates so I think seeing a scary movie and then going for bubble tea would be fun! I also LOVE arcade/fair dates. So fun!! Rn I’m applying for an internship at a science museum so that I can work my way up to being a medical laboratory scientist but during the summer I work as a camp counselor. I think I think that one of my fatal flaws is that although I appear kind and respectful when I’m out in public, I have pretty severe anxiety, depression, and anger issues so I struggle with that a lot. I also get really defensive and stubborn when someone says something that annoys me so i kinda never stop talking lol. I can never decide on my favorite food but rn I really like rainbow sherbert and orange glazed chicken rn!! My favorite drink has to be bubble tea (I haven’t had any in forever but I really like Coconut Milk Tea with tapioca or Grapefruit Tea with Yogurt Popping Boba!!). To finish off I’m an ISFP and Enneagram Type 9v1. I hope you have a great day! Ty if you do this!

Oh my gosh bae,, you’re so interesting!! Couldn’t be me lol 🧋🧋thank you for participating!! 🥺

I MATCH YOU WITH…

TENDOU SATORI!!!

RUNNER UPS:

Tsukishima Kei, Daichi Sawamura

[honxedew]

Hi! I hope you’re doing well. I was wondering if I could get a haikyuu matchup please?? I prefer to be matched with boys but any gender works out completely fine with me! I’ll put my description down below for ya!

So… my names Olivia and I’m 17. I go by she/her pronouns and I am straight! My birthday is January 6th, 2004 and I’m a Capricorn Sun, Cancer Moon, and Libra Rising (my Mercury is in Sagittarius, my Venus is in Aquarius, and my Mars is in Aries if you wanted to know the rest). I’m 5’2, I have brownish-red hair and blue eyes. I spend a lot of time doing school work because I’m really driven by it and I’ve had good grades a majority of high school. When I’m not doing schoolwork I enjoy listening to music or going on a walk! Some of my favorite songs rn are Lay It Down - Steelix, Georgia Peach - Manwolves, Bag of Bones - MItski, Best Friend, and 2023 - Blue Rain Boots. I really like going on sunrise/sunset walks bc they’re always really pretty! I try to do community service in my free time because I really enjoy helping others out. If I were to hang out with a friend I don't really mind what we do, but I like going to the movies or even just staying at home and watching tv. My perfect date would literally be anything! Like I was saying before, I really like movie dates so I think seeing a scary movie and then going for bubble tea would be fun! I also LOVE arcade/fair dates. So fun!! I think I think that one of my fatal flaws is that although I appear kind and respectful when I’m out in public, I have pretty severe anxiety, depression, and anger issues so I struggle with that a lot. I also get really defensive and stubborn when someone says something that annoys me so i kinda never stop talking lol. I can never decide on my favorite food but rn I really like rainbow sherbert and orange glazed chicken rn!! My favorite drink has to be bubble tea (I haven’t had any in forever but I really like Coconut Milk Tea with tapioca or Grapefruit Tea with Yogurt Popping Boba!!). To finish off I’m an ISFP and Enneagram Type 9v1. I hope you have a great day! Ty if you do this!

Im doing quite well thank you!~

@olivia-is-confused

I match you with kenma!💤

×You and kenma hit it off instantly when you ran into him while getting some boba, Him peaking an interest when he saw the horror t-shirt you were wearing.

×You both sitting and chatting about different slasher movies and him slipping in a few words about his latest favorite video games here and there.

×You both exchange phone numbers, since you both clicked instantly.

×He would defiantly put your name as 'Horror girl💀❤'

×Long night phone calls and staying up with him as you hear the vigorous tapping of his controller and bursts of excitement when he was able to beat a boss in his game.

×You cheering him on and telling him your proud of him, Always managed to make a smile plaster onto his face.

×When he soon found out about your severe anxiety and depression, it brought him down and made him feel terrible. He made a habit of checking in on you, asking how your day was or even putting small daily questions. Wanting to know if you wanted to see him play some volleyball matches.

×You eagerly agreed and found yourself going to every match of his, and if you were to ever happen to miss one you'd make it up to him by asking him if he wanted to get boba.

×You two started dating about 7 months after meeting, Him being the one to confess after a match you came to.

×He walked you home while he asked you about your day, making sure you were doing okay and watching your reddish brown hair glaze in the setting sun.

× It wasn't until you both made it to do the door that he leaned down to press his lips onto yours. It was a very quick peck but it didn't fail to make you become embarrassed and flustered.

×Lots of sleepovers and ordering take out, he would play a movie on his computer and spoon you while having his hands nuzzled around your body just from habit.

×his favorite place to kiss you would be the forehead or even cheek, if he was about to head out and play a match he would lean down and kiss your cheek. Kuroo waving to you and teasing kenma who playfully smacked him in return.

×To say the least he was amazingly happy to meet you or if even more.

Ps.Hope you enjoyed!

[keiffeine]

Hi! I hope you’re doing well. I was wondering if I could get a romantic haikyuu matchup please?? I prefer to be matched with boys but any gender works out completely fine with me! I’ll put my description down below for ya!

So… my names Olivia and I’m 17. I go by she/her pronouns and I am straight! My birthday is January 6th, 2004 and I’m a Capricorn Sun, Cancer Moon, and Libra Rising (my Mercury is in Sagittarius, my Venus is in Aquarius, and my Mars is in Aries if you wanted to know the rest). I’m 5’2, I have brownish-red hair and blue eyes. I spend a lot of time doing school work because I’m really driven by it and I’ve had good grades a majority of high school. When I’m not doing schoolwork I enjoy listening to music or going on a walk! Some of my favorite songs rn are Lay It Down - Steelix, Georgia Peach - Manwolves, Bag of Bones - MItski, Best Friend, and 2023 - Blue Rain Boots. I really like going on sunrise/sunset walks bc they’re always really pretty! I try to do community service in my free time because I really enjoy helping others out. If I were to hang out with a friend I don't really mind what we do, but I like going to the movies or even just staying at home and watching tv. My perfect date would literally be anything! Like I was saying before, I really like movie dates so I think seeing a scary movie and then going for bubble tea would be fun! I also LOVE arcade/fair dates. So fun!! I think I think that one of my fatal flaws is that although I appear kind and respectful when I’m out in public, I have pretty severe anxiety, depression, and anger issues so I struggle with that a lot. I also get really defensive and stubborn when someone says something that annoys me so i kinda never stop talking lol. I can never decide on my favorite food but rn I really like rainbow sherbert and orange glazed chicken rn!! My favorite drink has to be bubble tea (I haven’t had any in forever but I really like Coconut Milk Tea with tapioca or Grapefruit Tea with Yogurt Popping Boba!!). To finish off I’m an ISFP and Enneagram Type 9v1. I hope you have a great day! Ty if you do this!

hi olivia!! i match you with…

sugawara koushi!

i feel like you guys would go along together considering your personalities, seeing that you’re driven to school meanwhile suga continues to be driven towards volleyball. you both also take your time to help others. and i can also see suga enjoying every minute with you during dates, regardless of what it is! as long as it’s with you, it’s perfect. :))

other potential matches:

daichi sawamura

tsukishima kei

oikawa tooru

side note: i also really like bubble tea too??? i usually go for either chocolate banana, matcha, or strawberry :’)

[thesleepiesthufflepuff]

hi! if you're still looking for prompts, how about from anger, "get away from me"/"that isn't an option" for drarry?

Hi! Thank you so much for the ask! Ahh, I always love meeting people who love both wolfstar and drarry :) (#6 for anger: “That isn’t an option.”)

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Draco paced back and forth, his fingers absently tugging at the skin on the nape of his neck. The hollow clicking of his oxfords echoed against the wooden floor -- the only sound in his bedroom besides that of his rapid breathing.

In his other hand he grasped his wand, gripping it so tightly that he was bound to have a splinter or two by the end of the night. The creaminess of a spring sunset fell into the room, casting everything in a sherbert light. Outside his open window, Draco could hear the far-off cry of some spectacular beast residing in the Forbidden Forest. 

His mind was travelling at a hundred miles per hour, quickly jumping from one doom to the next. One second he was imagining himself in a pool of his own warm blood, and the next he was imagining nothing but extraordinary, gripping pain.

“Okay. It’s okay. It’ll be over soon, anyway,” Draco murmured to himself. “So what if there’s a little blood? Never let that stop you before.”

As soon as the sun dipped gently below the horizon, Draco perched himself on the side of his bed. He slowly pointed the tip of his shaking wand at his inner left forearm and closed his eyes. 

“Okay,” Draco said, taking a large gulp of stale air before opening his eyes again. “Better late than never. One, two --”

“Draco? Are you in there?” Harry asked, pounding on the door. Draco flinched at the suddenness of his voice. 

“Go away, Harry!” Draco yelled, attempting to steady his sweating hand.

“Oh for the love of fuck, Draco,” Harry muttered. “Alohomora.”

The door unlocked, and Harry pushed it open. Draco shoved his wand up his sleeve as swiftly as he could in an attempt to not incriminate himself. Harry walked over to him, a look of confusion on his face.

“So, why didn’t you show for dinner?” Harry asked suspiciously, narrowing his eyes at Draco. 

Draco felt his cheeks go warm. “I wasn’t hungry.”

Harry raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms. “Since when are you not hungry?”

“Whatever, Harry. I just wasn’t in the mood for dinner,” Draco frowned, silently willing him to go away. However, instead of leaving, Harry sat down next to Draco on his bed. 

“Will you actually tell me what’s really going on?” Harry asked softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

Draco sighed, standing up to resume his pacing. “I’m just tired of it, Harry.”

Harry frowned. “Tired of what?”

“You know what. Don’t make me say it,” Draco spat with more venom than he meant to.

“The Dark Mark? That’s really what all of this is about?” Harry asked.

“If you’re not going to listen, then kindly fuck off,” Draco replied, scowling.

“Merlin, fine! Talk, go ahead,” Harry said, frustrated.

“It’s been nearly two-and-a-half years since I got the damn thing, and I’ve woken up every morning since with the thought that I’m bad. And I don’t want to wake up feeling bad, Harry. It takes a whole fucking lot out of me, and I’m done with it,” Draco explained, stinging tears pricking the corners of his eyes.

Harry stood up and walked over to where Draco was pacing, grabbing his arms to stop him. Draco watched as Harry reached up his sleeve, pulling out the wand from its hiding place.

“This,” Harry said, waving Draco’s wand, “isn’t an option. Are you bloody serious? You could have killed yourself by trying to remove it!”

“You don’t think I know that? I know the fucking risks, Harry! But I really couldn’t care less. I want it gone,” Draco yelled, wiping his nose on the sleeve of his shirt.

Before Draco had time to move, he was being held tightly in Harry’s arms. The more he scrambled to get away, the more Harry held on. Eventually, Draco gave up and sank into his arms, letting out an ugly sob.

“Get rid of it, Harry. Please, just get rid of it,” Draco pleaded, burying his head in Harry’s shoulder.

“I will. I promise. Just not tonight, Draco,” Harry whispered, stroking his hair.

“You really do promise?” Draco asked quietly.

“I do. I’m going to make sure that you wake up someday knowing you’re good,” Harry promised.

They stood there, holding each other, for a long while.