#trying to make a positive out of this <3 (guy who is handling this genuinely insanely and i mean that in the truest sense of the word)

[phantajam]

my hot take about descendants is that NONE of the core four were ready for a relationship until maybe like, the third movie (rant in tags)

[readymades2002]

im just like spongebob (employee of the month)

[sigcorp]

bg3 characters as retail managers in my boyfriend's* educated opinion

(*he refuses to post this so i'm doing it for him)

wyll - i think wyll would be a really chill manager, he'd let you goof off sometimes But after a while he'd still make you go do something productive. probably would have some random assignment like dusting the fucking lights or something if there's nothing to do but he's not too strict.

would get mad at a customer once and you'd be thankful you never have faced his fury (he'd never get that mean with you though)

basically the "haha yeah okay okay guys seriously go zone we can't all be standing here you're gonna get me in trouble" type of manager

lae'zel - insane workaholic. you'd dread working with her and she'd make your shift exhausting, but you also can't deny the place would go to shit without her because she's so on top of things.

you'd feel immense joy having her come up for a stupid item return that is against policy because she would absolutely never bend for it no matter how bitchy the customer got. not because she cares about you really but she'd be damned to go against policy for literally anything

karlach - literally so chill that you forget she's a manager until she has to call you to her office which freaks you out because you know you've been extremely lax around her and you forgot she actually has to do shit about that but it's actually just to give you your next raise. you love her and she loves you

shadowheart - when you first work with her you find her insanely intimidating and a little bitchy but after a few shifts you kind of get Why she's like that. wouldn't be a favorite manager but you'd probably sympathize with why she buys wine after her shift every night. if you're lucky enough to hang with her out of work you get special privileges (as in she doesn't scold you for standing still for 3 minutes like she does the others)

gale - nice, but unlike wyll who has a balance between pleasant chats and doing work, gale will literally stand there and accidentally force you to actually stop focusing on what you're working on to have a conversation with him. that can be a good thing, but then you're behind and another manager gets grumpy about it. chill guy but you never actually see him do much for his job. how did he even get to this position???

astarion - call HR.

halsin - dude knows how to run a place. he schedules everyone perfectly and there's always a feeling of harmony as you work together to get projects done. he's friendly but focused. he doesn't care if you don't finish your projects he assigns you so long as you were trying your best, but he would be a little disappointed if it happened too often

i feel like he'd definitely be the manager who actually gives the customer whatever they want even if you said you couldn't though 💀 he wouldn't be mad at you for saying no but he'd make you look like a jackass to the customer

minthara - i actually don't know her so idk but from what i gather i would say also call HR

withers - he's been with this company so long that he knows where literally everything is and every single specific policy and how to solve everything. he doesn't talk much and he doesn't really tell you what to do, he expects you to figure it out and leave him alone unless you need to ask where the most obscure item of all time is to help a customer. genuine lifesaver in those circumstances though

jaheira - the mom manager. checks on you when she notices you're clearly not feeling well. will cover any shift without complaints. you feel safe with her. she handles any difficult task because she doesn't feel like explaining to you how to do it, which is nice but as soon as you have no choice but to do it on your own you don't know how

[imsoquarky]

Hi, Hello, I need to talk about Bruce

This beautiful man right here <3

IDK how much of this to consider spoilers for Trolls Band Together, so I'm doing all of it!

♠️ - ♣️ - ♥️ - ♦️ SPOILERS FOR BAND TOGETHER ♠️ - ♣️ - ♥️ - ♦️

Y'know, Branch's purple haired brother who's my favorite of his brothers for a few different reasons that I'm about to spew onto Tumblr at an unreasonable hour?

Okay so, Bruce is my favorite, and I think it's bullshit that the wiki calls him Spruce despite that not being his name anymore.

Trans headcanon? Maybe. Anyways!

I love how Bruce is written for many different reasons, I also love how he's handled when it comes to his body type.

1 minute before going on stage, JD says he expects 100 more crunches before show-time, which is insane considering Bruce (I know that's not his name at this point, but that is what we're calling him) has already done over 500, and 100 crunches in 60 seconds? I don't think that's even possible.

Ofc this is who JD is as a character, BUT THIS POST ISN'T ABOUT HIM, he's just a walking ick.

I can't imagine this kind of treatment, which is implied to have gone on for quite some time...

...would give anybody a positive view of their body. I'm not going to add things on to make JD a worse person, even if I don't like him, but from what bits and pieces we do see, he puts more emphasis on Bruce's physical body than any of his other brothers.

For his other brothers, it's more about their clothing and personality presentation. Bruce? The emphasis was his body, abs specifically.

It's not like he wasn't proud of them, but I feel as if they were another thing that still connected him to JD. All the brothers changed things about themselves that JD put emphasis on (Except Floyd, ig?).

But I'm straying away from the point I was trying to get to.

By the time we see Bruce again, he's lost the abs and put on some weight. However, this is not treated as a bad thing. Which I absolutely adore.

He's still perceived as attractive!! No jokes about "letting himself go" or even any jokes about putting on weight because he got married or whatever.

He's not muscular anymore, he's more laid-back and lives on VACATION ISLAND FOR FUCKS SAKE! He doesn't appear to have such a rigorous work-out routine anymore... Except his kids. I'd say having children 3 times your size would be intense.

Speaking of his children...

THIS MAN HAD THIRTEEN CHILDREN??? My man, why

But I digress.

Also, not only is him being plus-size not treated as a joke or a negative thing, but

HE STAYS THAT WAY!

Genuinely he makes me so happy, you guys have no idea. I love him.

Anyways, some smaller tid bits that I love about Bruce~

THIS MAN'S HAIR <3 <3 <3 <3 I will explode. ALSO THOSE BANGS AAAA

Him and his wife ughhhh <3 They're so goddamn cute.

Also we have a similar taste in women, which is "tall".

There are too many screenshots of his kids I could share, but I love dad Bruce.

This fucking quote.

It lives rent free in my brain and I laugh like a child every time I hear it.

Probably my #1 favorite quote from the entire movie I laughed so hard

Look at how cute he is here

Him looking so proud of his baby brother

Anyways it's 1 am and my alarm is set for 7 so ima go to bed. I have negative points about Bruce too that I do wanna touch on at some point, but I just needed to dump all my love for him.

This is my coping mechanism for finals week.

[matty-bear]

But I’m Not Yours Pt.2 [M.S]

type: second and final part for this short series! [HIGHLY requested] 

pairing: matt sturniolo x fem!reader

warnings: sfw, making out, suggestive (?), no smut (I'm not writing that guys sorry not sorry 😞)

summary: Matt comes into Chris’ room crying and immediately leaves when he sees you. What will happen when Chris ‘pressures’ you to follow him? And what will happen when Matt comes clean about y’all’s friendship and his feelings? 

notes: I’ve never had so many requests for a second part of a fic before y’all are insane I love yall so much. 😖💙 Hope this part two satisfies yall :3 Happy reading!

WC: 3452

PT1

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。...・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

You sat with Chris in his bedroom rambling about absolute nonsense for the past few hours. You've been over at his place for the majority of the day and the two of you have hopped from topic to topic over the past couple hours. You found yourself subconsciously rambling about Matt and your rambling soon turned into a small rant about the boy.

Chris has grown accustomed to you ranting to him about his brother (and other things of course) and has even given you advice on how to handle your feelings. (The advice wasn’t the best but it’s the thought that counts you know?) Today was just one of those days where you were having a crisis about the older triplet and Chris listened intently as the soft beats of Lil Skies played in the background. 

“He’s killing me Chris!” You exclaim, an exasperated sigh escaping your lips as you lay back on the said male’s bed. “I don’t know how long I can keep these feelings to myself anymore.”

“I thought you said you’d rather let a stampede of angry hippos run you over consecutively than tell Matt about your feelings for him.” Chris says as he re-positions his spot on his mattress to get a better look at you. He watches as you softly huff and shut your eyes, a single arm raising and draping over your face. 

“It’s eating me alive, Chris. I know I shouldn’t and that he has a girlfriend but bro… He’s ruining my life.” 

Chris hums softly as he takes his bottom lip in between his teeth. “I feel like if you told him you could start to somewhat act normally around him. You told me that the reason why you think y’all are becoming so distant is because of your feelings and how they’re holding you back so…” 

“Dude, I don’t know.” You turn onto your side, your eyes shutting as you heavily exhale. “I hate being in love. I don’t recommend it.” 

“I’m scared of being in relationships so you don’t have to worry about me.” A faint snort escapes you at the male’s statement and you plop a hand over your mouth as Chris glares down at you. “I still don't understand how this is so funny. It’s a genuine fear of mine.” 

“I’m not trying to laugh but you being scared of women just-“ Your own laughter cuts you off as you cover your face with both your hands to muffle your giggles. 

“Bro.” Chris lands a smack on your leg, causing you to laugh harder and roll onto your other side. 

“I’m sorry, I’ll stop.” You push yourself up on your elbows and wipe away an invisible tear from underneath your eye. As you look over at Chris, you bite back a laugh at the death glare he’s sending you. “You’re such an asshole sometimes.” 

“Oh please.” You softly shove Chris’ shoulder before you fully sit up. The moment the soles of your shoes hit the wooden floors, the faint sound of a door opening and shutting runs through your ears. You quickly whip your head around to face Chris at the sound and send him a confused expression. “Who came in?” 

“Probably Matt. He’s been out with his girlfriend all day.” 

“I thought he was here. His lights were on when I passed by his room.” 

“That kid leaves all the fucking lights on. Fucking electricity waster ass.” A soft chuckle escapes your lips as Chris shakes his head and rolls his eyes. You failed to hear the sound of footsteps approaching the room as you got up from the bed and went to grab your phone off the nightstand.

The moment you take the device of the charger and go to sit back on the bed, the room door opens. You immediately lift your head up and you feel your heart twist at the sight of Matt walking into the room and rubbing his eyes with his palms. Soft sniffles escape his nostrils as he shuts the door behind him and walks up to Chris’s bed. 

“Bro -“ Matt cuts himself off when he removes his hands from his bloodshot eyes and sees you standing on the other side of the bed. “Nevermind.” The male mumbles as he immediately turns around and starts back for the door. As he exits the room and begins walking back upstairs, you look over at Chris who has an unreadable expression on his face. 

“I think you should go after him.” Chris says as he leans back against his headboard and slips his phone out of the pocket of his sweatpants. 

“Are you serious? He left the second he saw me in here. I don't think that's a very good idea.” You say as you cross your arms. 

“Bro, get your ass up those steps and go after him.” Chris lifts his gaze up from his phone to send you a soft glare, his eyes seeming to stare daggers into your soul. 

“Alright, fine.” A soft huff escapes your lips as you drag yourself out of Chris’ room and make your way up the steps. You immediately make a beeline to Matt’s room the second you arrive upstairs and stop in front of his door. You began to anxiously play with the rings littered on your fingers as you contemplate on whether or not to go inside. Why the hell was Chris so fixed on getting you to follow Matt? Does he know something you don’t? And if so, what was it? 

After a few moments of having a small metal battle with yourself, you finally set your hand on the doorknob and walked inside Matt’s room. Your eyes immediately land on his hunched frame on the edge of the bed as the male was furiously trying to wipe the never ending stream of tears running down his face. He seemed very frustrated and you regretted your decision of letting yourself in his room when he noticed your presence and looks over at you with hooded and dark eyes. 

“What do you want?” Matt grumbles as he turns his body away to prevent you from looking at his face. 

“Just wanted to come see how you were doing. You alright?” You ask, your voice soft as you gently shut the door behind you with a soft click. 

“Why do you wanna know?” 

“Matt, don’t be like this. Come on. Is it so wrong to be worried about you after seeing you come into Chris’ room crying? Something obviously happened and I just wanna help you if possible. But if you don’t want my help or my reassurance, I’ll leave.” 

Just as you turn on your heels to leave the room, you freeze when Matt calls your name. 

“Y/N wait.” The male says. You lower your head and release your lazy grip on the doorknob before turning back around. You lift your head and you feel your heart shatter when you see Matt facing you, his eyes puffy from crying, his nose red, and his face damp with tears. 

“Oh Matt… What happened?” You ask, your legs subconsciously dragging you to go up to the male. You find yourself standing in front of Matt and you gently cup his face with a single hand, the pad of your thumb wiping away the tears on his cheeks. The male sniffles and leans into your palm, his eyes refusing to meet yours as he fixes his gaze onto the floor. 

A few beats of silence drifted between the two of you before Matt spoke up. “She broke up with me.”

The second those words registered in your head, you felt your heart skip multiple beats. “What happened? Why did she break up with you?” Matt forces his lips together and looks up at you, his blue eyes boring into yours. 

“We got into an argument. She said that I’m clearly still attached to someone else and have been oblivious about it. At first I had no idea what the fuck she was talking about but when she started explaining, it all made sense. And now I’m starting to think that I need to explain myself to this person before I lose them.” 

You suddenly feel a large lump form in your throat as you lock eyes with Matt. It seems to you like he’s in the same boat as you right now. Not exactly but y’all’s situations are very similar. But if he was in love with someone, who was is? As much as you wanted to know, you knew that it would hurt you even more if you asked. But you had to be there for him right now. 

The moment you open your mouth to question the male, Matt cuts you off. 

“Y/N I think I have some explaining to do.” Matt starts, his Adam’s Apple bobbing as he swallows dryly. 

“What?” Your voice barely comes out above a whisper as you feel your hands get sweaty. Your heartbeat begins to beat loudly in your ears and against your rib cage when the male pats the space next to him on the mattress. You hesitantly oblige and sit next to Matt, keeping a small space between the two of you. You watch silently as he wipes his eyes and face, trying to get rid of the leftover tears, before he faces you. 

The male forces his lips into a straight line as his eyes darted around to various parts of your face. Especially one place in particular. You were starting to get inpatient at this point, the suffocating silence and the way he was looking at you wanting to make you dig a hole through the floor and bury yourself alive. 

“Matt, if you're just gonna stare at me and not explain I’m gonna leave. The silence is killing me.” 

“Sorry, umm.” The male mumbles, his head falling to rest his gaze on his lap. You tilt your head to the side slightly and nudge Matt’s thigh with your knee as gently as possible to urge him to continue. You continue to watch the boy as he begins to fidget with the few rings hugging his finger. He seems anxious. Very anxious. 

“You know, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. I don’t wanna push you or anything.” You say softly as you raise a hand to rest it on Matt’s shoulder. 

“No, I need to tell you.” Matt shakes his head as he looks over at you. He looks into your eyes for the moment before he clears his throat and adverts his gaze to the door behind you. “Look, I know I haven’t been the best friend and I want to apologize. I’ve been centering myself around Jas and haven’t taken the time to talk to you. I know you try to talk to me sometimes but give up because I’m not giving you my full attention. I’ve been pushing you away and I’m really sorry. I’m practically throwing away our friendship that we’ve been building since freshman year of High School and I feel horrible about it. But about what Jas told me…” 

You hum softly to let Matt know you're listening and watch as he huffs and looks back down at his lap. “She told me that she thinks that the feelings that I thought I never had for you are real and I still have them. And I think I agree with her. You’ve been running around in my mind a lot recently. A lot more than I wish you would really. I even started subconsciously rambling about how much I miss you when I’m with her. At first I thought that was normal because I haven’t seen you in so long but I think there’s more to that. I know I’ve been such a dick to you and have led you on and stuff like that but I really do think I like you. I know that might be hard to believe considering how I’ve been all over Jas recently but I just think I’ve been really confused about my true feelings. But when Jas started explaining how I react when you’re brought up in conversations and how I close myself off when I’m around you due to my nervousness, I think I’m more sure of my feelings. I know this is a lot to take in and it’s fine if you don’t believe me but-“ 

Matt gets cut off by you grabbing the collar of his hoodie and smashing his lips against yours. The male was taken aback by your sudden move but as he felt your hand creeping to the back of his neck, trying to pull him closer to you, he relaxed into the kiss and shut his eyes. His hands immediately found your sides as he dug his fingertips into the thin shirt you're wearing, the action causing a muffled whine to escape you and your body to tense underneath his touch. You’ve never craved a touch like this from someone in so long.

You felt your insides turning to mush as Matt’s hands wandered around your torso. Yalls lips moved together perfectly, as though they were missing puzzle pieces that have been lost for decades and have been finally put together. The kiss was definitely a needy one, the two of you clearly wanting this as much as the other did. 

You pushed your tongue against Matt’s lips, wanting to be let in. The male didn’t hesitate to open his mouth, a sound you would never have thought you would hear escaping him as your tongue ran across the roof of his mouth. As your tongues began to fight for dominance, you found yourself pushing your palms against Matt’s shoulders, forcing the male down to lay on his back on the mattress. He went down almost immediately at your touch and you crawled on top of him, your lips not leaving his as your frame hovered over his. 

Your body has been longing for this moment for so long. To feel his lips against yours and to draw needy sounds from his lips as you remained over him. You don’t think the kiss would take this turn so quickly but you needed him. 

Your hands began to roam underneath Matt’s shirt, his body tensing underneath your fingertips. 

“Your hands are freezing.” Matt mumbles against your lips. 

“Sorry.” You reply softly, a soft grunt escapes your lips as Matt grabs onto your hips and digs his nails into your skin. “Needy aren’t we?” 

“I know you want me as much as I do. I don’t wanna hear it.” You hum softly against Matt’s lips as one of your hands slides out from underneath his shirt and digs in his hair. The moment you took a few stands in between your fingers and pulled, an ungodly sound escapes Matt’s lips and bounces around the walls. You immediately broke away from him, a string of saliva connecting y’all’s lips as your face hovered inches above his. 

“You’re a loud one aren’t you?” You tease. Matt rolls his eyes, his face flushing as he turns his head to avoid your gaze. 

“You don’t know me.” Matt mumbles, his arms crossing over his chest. 

“I’d watch what you say when you’re under me Matty boy.” Matt’s eyes shoot over to meet your lustful ones. He goes to comment on your sudden comment but his breath hitches when your hand that’s still underneath his shirt slowly slides down and stops at the waistband of his boxers that are peeking out above his pants. You give the boy a small smile before you slide your hand out and get off him. When you seat yourself down next to Matt, a shocked and heavily flustered expression is clear on his face as he hurriedly grabs for a pillow next to him and sets it over his crotch. 

“You know, Matt.” You begin, your gaze momentarily shifting over to the pillow before it lands onto your hands. “I never lost feelings for you when I first confessed to you.” 

Matt’s jaw drops at your statement and he hurriedly pushes himself into a sitting position. “So you’ve liked me for 13 months?” The male asks as he rests back against the headboard. 

“Like is quite the understatement.” Matt’s expression falls as you force your lips into a straight line. 

“Y/N… I didn’t know that.” 

“Well obviously you didn’t because I never told you. I never did plan on telling you because you were together with Jas and I didn’t wanna risk damaging our friendship because of my feelings for you but I guess I can’t keep them to myself now. And after this happened…” You lift your hand up to rub your thumb over your plump, bottom lip. “I think it’s very clear how much I love you.” 

A few beats of silence went by before you heard the muffled sound of moving fabric next to you. Matt moves as close as he possibly can next to you and gently rests his chin on your shoulder. 

“I think I’m in love with you too.” Matt says, his voice low and soft before he lands a quick kiss on your jawline. 

“You think?” You ask as you whip your head around to look over at Matt. 

“I know I do.” The boy defends, a single hand raised in the air in surrender. A soft chuckle escapes your lips before you turn forward. “Y/N?” You hum softly as you tug at the collar of your tee, the fabric suddenly feeling very tight against your skin. 

“Do you wanna be my girlfriend?” A cheesy smile spreads across your lips as you look over at Matt. A hand raises to cup the side of his face and you bend down slightly to land a kiss on his lips. He chases your lips when you pull back after a few seconds, a pout evident on his lips before you gently smile at him. 

“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for you to ask me that.” You reply, your smile growing as Matt looks up at you with a lovestruck look in his eyes. 

“Can I get another kiss please?” 

“Lemme think about it.” You raise a hand to gently tap your pointer finger against your chin, playing a fake thinking expression on your face as you force your lips together. “Will you keep your volume down if I kiss you?” 

“I just wanted another peck but I’m down for another make out. I just need you so bad right now.” 

“Do you, now?” Matt narrows his eyes at you and sends you a glare as he removes himself from your shoulder. 

“Don’t start with that bullshit. You were all over me like five minutes ago. I never knew you were the type to top someone. Always thought you were more of a bottom type.” You shrug at Matt’s comment before you grab his shoulders and force him down in his back again. 

“I’ve been keeping my feelings in for months, Matt. You don’t understand how badly I’ve been wanting this moment to happen.” 

Matt goes to open his mouth to add onto your statement but is (yet again) cut off by you smashing your lips against his. His hands immediately found your arms as you hover over him and grab the base of his neck and pull at a few stands there. Matt whines softly at the touch, his mouth opening as he does so. You take the opportunity to slip your tongue inside his mouth and begin to start a small fight for dominance. As your tongue battles with his, your knee moves the pillow covering his crotch, Matt letting out a small sound at the move. 

“I’m not doing anything dirty, Matt. Not now that is.” You mumble against his lips as your free hand slips back underneath his shirt. 

“Freezing ass hands.” Matt mumbles, tensing yet again at your cold touch. 

“Let me warm them up, pretty boy.” Matt simply hums and allows your hand to wander around his toned torso. He mimics your actions by also slipping a hand underneath your shirt, your breath hitching and your actions halting for a moment as you feel his warm hand wander around your stomach and side. Matt smiles against your lips when you stop and takes the opportunity to grab your sides and flip you onto your back, y’all’s lips momentarily breaking apart. 

“Didn’t know that a small touch would make you break that easily.” Matt teases with a smile as he hovers over you. 

“Oh shut it and kiss me.” 

“As you wish, sweetheart.” 

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[asocialangel]

What Could Be

↬fake dating Shidou

After you made up inexistant rumors that the whole world thinks Shidou is gay, he might want to ask for your help to prove 'em he isn't.

chapter 1 – chapter 2 – chapter 3 – [...]

Shidou x fem!manager!reader. Fake dating. 700w. Okay this is so baddd ahh but more action with Shidou !! yaaa

Chapter 3, Going Public

[no warnings]

[“So, princess, what are the rules for our fake relationship ?”]

This was so casual yet it already gave you butterflies. But you wanted to pretend so bad it didn't. “Well first rule, no nicknames !” “No nicknames ? While dating ? Seriously ? This won’t even be believable, at least one of us has to use nicknames." You sighted. He was right, but princess… It just felt a lil too special to you, the kind of nickname you’d want to be used genuinely, not in some fake ass act. “What pet names do you think we'd use if we were actually dating ?” He asked again without even letting you time to answer. “I don't know, ‘baby’ ? He snickered: “That’s too corny. And it sounds weird in your mouth… Doesn’t anything come more naturally ?”. The way he was so chill, like it was just yet another relationship he was gonna get into irritated you more than it hurt you. “Princess sounds right for you, ‘cause look, you're already commanding me like we’re an old couple. You furrowed your eyebrows: “look, honey, we both know you need this more than I do, so lay low and stop GETTING ON MY NERVES” You whined that end part, getting really frustrated at just trying to imagine how this could possibly come out great. You closed your eyes really tightly. “That sounds about right.” “Honey? That's what we're going with?” You opened your eyes back up only to see Shidou making fun of you. You laughed, it wasn't that serious. 

You guys finished talking and quickly parted ways, he had a curfew and you still had quite a few things to get done before the end of the day. You had set something straight: tomorrow, you would ‘go public’ by holding hands and ‘accidentally’ getting caught kissing. You secretly wanted to ask him how it worked, but that meant revealing that you had not kissed anyone before and you couldn't handle more humiliation. That night you really struggled to fall asleep, heart pounding, anxious about the upcoming day and all the milestones you were about to break. So the next morning you tried to pretend everything was normal and that you were so detached. 

“I’m not buying it”. That’s literally the first thing Shidou answered to your “hi babe~” you tried to say confidently, so people would hear and also so Shidou would think you’re not shaking at his sight. “It’s okay to be flustered, I tend to have that effect on women”. “More like men. But anyway. Where should we be seen ?” It was so funny to meticulously plan something supposedly candid. “I was thinking the field, you could drop me off and give me a towel, kissing me goodbye.” “That’s way too obvious. We’re supposed to get caught in our secret relationship.” “Ah yeah, you’re right, well I don't know then.” “Then find some ideas ! I don't wanna be the one doing everything !” “Yeah I know you got beauty, not brains.” “Excuse me ?! –the sound level and tension kept growing– Was it deserved ? No ! Was it true ? N–” “–Vivi someone's coming ! Hold my hand, this is our chance !” “No ! I hate you ! You’re so annoy–” You couldn't even finish that Shidou grabbed your hand, pulling closer and kissed your mouth, leaving you breathless. 

Your first kiss, just like that. You couldn't even see who it was that caught you. You were so stunned. An overwhelming amount of sensations triggered an overwhelming amount of emotions. But, they were… so positive. Calm but at the same time excitement, lust maybe, curiosity and lots of bashfulness. When he pulled out of the kiss, you already missed his warm tongue. You finally registered his hand lightly stroking your lower back as you looked away hoping he wouldn't see your vermillion cheeks. Now you knew: it was Isagi, Bachira and Barou who caught you two. Isagi looked extremely uneasy, making you wonder why is HE the one embarrassed here ?! On the other hand, Barou stayed impassive, his face was so neutral you couldn't decipher what he was thinking. He looked low-key disappointed though. But Bachira ? Ooh your ears hurt with how much he screamed and giggled. He made the serious promise to tell all Blue Lock. And you knew he was dead serious. This drama king… 

The second they left you shouted, pink in embarrassment at Shidou: “I HAD SAID NO ! AND WE WE SAID KISS, I MEANT KISS ON THE CHEEK !!” “That was your first right ? I could tell”. He laughed softly looking at you dead in the eye, so attractive you started blushing all over again. It wasn’t mockery or disgust in his eyes, but you couldn't say what. Maybe endearment, wanting to help. “I hate you”. “But I was good, right ?” “I don't know, I'm not sure what it’s supposed to be like”, you rolled your eyes to pretend you didn't love every second of it. 

“We’ll practice”.

A/N loolll this is so clumsily written i hate it, but i now have a clear idea of which events will happen in which chapters so i think i won't be abandonning this project for sure !!!

[the-dumpster-fire-of-life]

I am BEGGING for some good ol' gustav fluff. I will take absolutely anything, my bbg needs sum love. Thank you mwah<3

(hello! Thank you for your requests and I love Gustav a bunch so here ya go! Enjoy!)

Gustav Schäfer Fluff HC'S

I feel like he could be the best boyfriend you could ever have

Probably is the guy to be big and good with communication

Like if you're upset and the type to just say "I'm fine."

He's just like "No, you're not. What's the matter?"

He just wants to hear what's going on and if you have daddy and mommy issues like me, it's absolutely shocking

He gives the best hugs I feel

Like a full on enveloping hug and a small kiss on the head

It's the hugs that sorta feel so comforting like a pillow and also one you wanna fall asleep in

He is the one to legit do anything as long as it involved being with you

You wanna go get shit faced?

He's fucking in!

You wanna prank the band?

He's down!

Sometimes being in a band gets overwhelming and being famous at such a young age

So he finds comfort in being able to go to you!

Staying up all night with this man in a hotel room is a must

When you guys were younger you would prank call so many people

Making pillow forts no matter how old you guys got

It's practically a tradition

I feel like he was very upfront when you guys confessed feelings

He didn't want to hide them and maybe miss out on his chance of being with you

Luckily, he got it!

Boy is not letting go now

You guys on the tour bus are always found sleeping somehow

You guys just nap in the weirdest positions but always look so comfortable

Like he's sleeping on his back, your back to his chest as you both have a blanket over y'all and are just passed out

Bill is like y'all's adopted child

Y'know those Tiktoks of a friend tagging along with their two friends who are dating and the audio is like "Mama e papa, Mama e papa."

That's Bill with you guys all the time!

He is very responsible I feel but also can be immature

You two are messing around with each other in interviews a lot

He's more quiet and if you're outgoing it's a cute little trope

He honestly feels though it was a perfect match if you're more quiet and reserved like him

He likes the calm sometimes but he also loves the chaos

He and you try out new restaurants a lot as dates and somehow it always is fun

You guys have gotten into it sm that you guys have had ppl staring at you guys as you die laughing

You guys laugh so hard sometimes the laughs turn silent and ppl are genuinely concerned

To stop you from talking in like interviews if you're saying something and you guys are bickering, he puts his hat on your head and covers your face with it going "shush"

He's got strong emotions so if you can handle that, great!

He would never want you to feel uncomfortable

If you're one to not really be in touch with emotions like I am, if you just find it hard due to how you grew up or shit like that, since he has such strong ones I feel like he would help you with that

Showing you it's okay to have your own emotions

He can be such a sweetheart

Literally never forgetting even the little details about you

Can remember everything to what you first said to him when you guys met all the way to present day

He stays in the back but you can always be seen trying not to burst out laughing

Why?

Because he whispering shit in your ear about anything and everything

He says the most random shit and he is somehow so passionate about that random shit you can't help but die

He says the most random and rancid things that sometimes you just have to stare for a minute

He is such a goofball

Can make you laugh at any given time of any day

Will poke you and make jokes if you're upset until you laugh

He can be so insulting without meaning to be

Especially when he just doesn't think before he says stuff

He has shocked himself sometimes with what he says

He loves the little thing, the big things, you entirely, and practically everything that comes with you!

[o-sachi]

─── A Letter for @littleplantfreak ✦

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MARI MY DEAREST <3 You and Ume are seriously the cutest. I LOVE THE ART RAAAAA. I'm counting on that wedding invitation. Someone's gotta throw the petals around yk.

✉️ Attachment: ABCs with Umemiya Hajime

[A] Affection It's like a competition when it comes to you two. You're affectionate to him, then he tries to outdo you. Of course, you're not gonna settle just like that, so you outdo him. The cycle continues. You have an affection for each other that other people envy. It's like a sunshine x sunshine situation, y'know? He also gets cuteness aggression ALL THE TIME. You know because he's very physical when expressing it.

[F] Fights He will never ever start a fight with you. If he does, then it's probably over something silly. He can be a bit dramatic when it comes you at times... Although, you do fight a lot over the fact that you don't allow him to reciprocate the efforts that you do for him. For example, you made him lunch one time and to return the gesture, he wanted to make dinner. You refused, saying that you could handle it. He gets all whiney saying, "You never let me do things for you." It's hard for him because he has soooo much love to give and you don't always allow him to let it out. So yeah.

[K] Kisses Ume gets really giddy when getting and giving kisses. You get surprised a lot because he just attacks you with them out of nowhere. Ume especially likes it when you kiss him on the cheek—it makes him feel golden. But he gives you a lot of kisses on the lips. Sometimes, when you're gardening or cooking/baking, he'll sneak up on you. He'll wrap his arms around you and give you a kiss on the shoulder (I melted). It's his way of saying hello.

[T] Time Apart We all know who's folding first... Ume. He's the kind that sends i-miss-you texts even after you've just seen each other. He's a clingy guy despite the tough image he has as the top dog. Besides, on normal days, he does ask you often what you're up to or where you are. He does the same—updating you about his activities and whereabouts. It's one thing that he misses you (a lot), but he's also checking in because he's a worrywart. He's always thinking about your well-being. You match his energy too sometimes. I mean, who wouldn't miss a guy like him?

[U] Uniqueness I think what sets you apart from other couples is the level of trust you gave each other right off the bat. Most tend to be wary at first—trying to slowly let their walls down. But Ume trusted you completely. He was raw and genuine with you right from the start. It was overwhelming for you at first, but you quickly followed suit because Ume has proven himself to be the kind of guy with good intentions. He may have ghosts from his past, but he was honest about that with you as well—like he wanted to fully inform you before letting things become serious.

[W] Wildcard Before you officially got together, you and Ume got really close after gifting each other a plant. You gave each other a rather small plant. Both had tiny leaves and cute little flowers blooming on it. It was quite funny because neither of you were expecting to give the other a similar looking plant (same thoughts ehem). You still have those plants somewhere in your respective homes where it can be easily seen. Ume still sends you photos of the plant you gave him from time to time.

[Y] Yin & Yang Literally I think you two are almost the same person. But in this case, rather than clashing, you two just go well with each other. I mean, positive times positive is equal to positive (wow math). But I guess you differ in a way that he's more hyper than you are (?). He can get ahead of himself sometimes and he needs you to be there and pace him. The best example I can think of is when you're with your mutual friends. Ume helps you with socializing with the others without making it feel too forced. And you remind him to slow down (especially with Hiragi... that poor poor man).

(I LOVE THE ART U SENT IN THE REQUEST THO. IDK IF I CAN INCLUDE IT HERE BECAUSE IT'S NOT MINE, BUT AOUFUDAVHODUVB)

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[runfast-runfar]

Little Positive Life Update 😊

⭐ I talked things through with my friend who I was having a bit of a rough patch with, and honestly it just took a bit of communicating/seeing things from each others perspective and realigning to move forward stronger. While I was really sad about it all when it was happening I wasn't actually panicking as badly as I would have been in the past. I just felt really sad bc I did not mean to make her feel the way she was expressing feeling, but once we talked she also wasn't quite understanding what I was trying to relay to her... so it got talked through, worked out, and now we know how to handle this type of situation better in the future. Crazy how hiccups don't cause people to just run for the hills and drop you!?? And that communicating makes relationships stronger!?!?? Who knew lol

⭐ I signed up to run the SF Marathon next year!! I am SO excited to marathon train again and I feel like it'll be so good for me! I haven't ran more than 6 miles in about 2 years now... and so it'll take quite a bit of actual training.. but I want to prove to myself I can bounce back! I also have fallen back in love with running, I had burnt myself out in 2022 with doing back to back marathons and being afraid ed wise to not run/have days off and I just completely fell out of love with the sport. So I ran shorter distances for a bit, then took about a year off completely, and it sent me into a bit of an identity spiral without that hobby, but ultimately it saved my relationship with running. About 3 months ago I started running ~3 mile runs a few days a week and then increased from there and I am in love with it again! And I am so grateful and glad!! I have set up my running maintenance plan (too early to start actually training for the summer marathon) and the goal is to get back to 6 miles being my easy run distance and then begin to work in some speed work and have 2 days a week of gym/cross training.

⭐ But yes, loving that running spark being back!!

⭐ I went on a date this week with a guy I met on hinge and I was so hesitant to go (I have never dated and it's not something I felt much interest in) and it went so well for a first date! We met up for drinks and ended up staying and talking until they closed (so for 3 hours) which apparently is a good sign lol And we have a second date this saturday to go into the city and walk around to see all the holiday decorations and just roam about!

I do have to admit, I am really nervous because at the end of our first date he asked if he could kiss me (very very considerate to have asked!) and he gave me an out if I wasn't comfortable and so I politely said no but I did like meeting him and would love to get together again. And he reached out two days later asking about a date this weekend! But i'm a bit nervous he'll ask about kissing again and it's not that i'm like against it, at all, it's that I have never kissed anyone and I am really afraid I won't know how.. so so stupid I know.. and I know i'm a grown adult and I don't want to admit i'm nervous because I haven't kissed anyone!!? But it's stressing me out a bit :( But all in all, so glad I went on the date, and glad (but nervous) there is a second!

⭐ I adopted a turkey for thanksgiving this year for the first time and ugh my heart!!! I saw @laurenelizb 's post about her adopting one and I HAD to do it!! I decided to adopt "the besties" Serena and Thelma since I am obsessed with these two ducks at the pond near my house that I call the duckie besties!! So it was a perfect match :)

⭐ I am getting back into yoga as well as running, and I genuinely forgot how good it feels to just stretch your body! So happy I am finally prioritizing doing so much self-care and putting myself first because it's seriously increased my mood tenfold!

⭐ Anyway.. I want to keep this update positive and focus on the good things more than ruminating on the harder things! So we will end with that :)

[manyothermusingsofmine]

Masquerade of Units || Chapter 4/5

Prev: Chapter 3 Start: Chapter 1 Fandom: Xmen

Warnings: None

Wordcount: 4866

Summary: Four idiots show up on the scene. Chaos inevitably ensues. Some things also require some talks Lance's greek outburst mean "shit, man" but like derogatory on both counts yknow? from what I understand anyway -------------------------------------------------------

 “Well? Mind telling me why you feel the need to push my friend around, lady?” Pietro just looked her over, almost bored with the situation already while keenly aware that being as close to her as he was made her visibly uncomfortable; almost like that was the point.

“Will you stop making it sound like I can’t defend myself?” Todd protested in the back, hands on his hips as Pietro shot him a look, before he casually looked back to Miranda as he had decided on how to deal with this in a split second.

“Anyway, next time you feel the need to save the evening and get the AC running with Forge and whoever else you brought along; Gambit? Gambit makes sense, you’re with the X-men, for a run like this I would also bring someone who can blow the lock clean off a door- Which by the way you could have done instead of manhandling my friend out of the way-“

“Not with me in front of it?!”

“Shush, Todd; like I was saying you could’ve had him handle the case instead of assaulting my friend over there, that’s kind of a criminal offense; we would know. Haven’t seen you before anyway, which one are you, don’t remember any of them having invisibility before, you’re pretty by the way, you here with anyone special or what-“

“Jesus Christ, do you ever breathe?!” Miranda asked, genuinely exhausted by the sudden onslaught of words thrown her way as she firmly pushed against his chest to try and get him away from her, but he either didn’t move or immediately got back into the position he was before- it was hard to tell.

“No, I breathe beforehand.”

“… Wow. I hate that. Get away from me,” she muttered, trying again to push him back but definitely failing this time around, as the man in front of her didn’t budge for even a moment, her eyes flicking to Todd in the hopes he would at least call his friend back. And for what it was worth, the brown eyes of the frog mutant met with hers before they shot at his friend. Todd agreed in his head that Pietro was deliberately way too close to her, and it was working a bit too well for even his liking.

“Dude, ease up on her, it’s not that serious; I’m fine.”

“Mh? At the very least she could apologize for shoving you. You’re fine, sure, but what if you did get hurt? We could have another feud on our hands, and I doubt miss new Xmen I don’t know of over here would want that on her hands, what with-“

“Maximoff,” a low voice in a threatening tone came from the hallway behind the door, as Miranda let out a breath she hadn’t realised she was holding; heavens above was she glad to hear that voice again seconds before she would have swallowed her pride and actually called for his help, “get away from her, or else.”

“See, Remy, knew they would bring the lock pick guy to a situation like this so it’s still ridiculous she decided to make it physical- Or else what?!”

“Or else, Gambit will make ya,” he replied, flipping a card in between his fingers in case he had to escalate things, but the threat of it alone was enough to finally make Quicksilver back off enough where he could place himself between the two and shield Miranda behind his 6’2 frame.

“Oh, you’re vouching for this one then? Well as her senior chaperone for the evening, do you want to start a new feud between our groups for old times sake since she decided to make it physical? I thought the lot of us agreed that as long as we all keep our hands to ourselves nobody needed to get into old arguments over which group is better, but maybe the lot of you need to do a better job at explaining that to-“

“Pietro,” a different voice altogether.. rumbled? That was the only way Miranda could explain the sheer projected volume that made the window panes tremble for a second, despite the voice somehow not shouting his name no matter how loud it was called, “Nobody is starting any feuds tonight; especially not when I’m not looking. If you feel like picking a fight with the X-men, I would appreciate being in the loop about it first, man.”

“She started it,” Pietro huffed while nodding at Gambit because he couldn’t exactly point out the woman he was shielding behind himself, “there was no need to assault Todd.”

“Dude, it’s not that deep or serious, I’m fine, I just brought you here to make sure I wasn’t going crazy and to check that the place isn’t actually haunted, not to harass a woman who did little more than scare me, or pick a fight with Gambit!” Todd replied sharply, fed up with having things made more serious than they were and with Pietro talking for him instead of letting him talk, looking to Fred who had come over at this point as well to stand by his side- only to then have his attention drawn back to Pietro who opened his mouth again after switching his confrontational attitude to pleasantly amused entertainer at the drop of a hat.

“Oh I know, I’m just fucking with you, you should know that by now,” a collective annoyed groan came out of the other three at it.

“I can’t fucking bring you anywhere, man, why did I even bother?! Next time something like this happens again, I’m bringing Lance as back up instead.”

“The better choice by far,” Lance dryly remarked.

Miranda barely listened to the way the four argued between each other. While Pietro had been removed from her personal space, the lingering intimidation tactic he had applied to deliberately make her uncomfortable didn’t let up that easily. She lightly pressed herself closer to Remy, feeling and knowing she had little right to seek his protection or comfort right now, but needing it all the more

“I’m glad you came back,” she whispered loud enough for him to hear but not for the other four to overhear as they continued arguing amongst themselves, with Gambit ever so lightly looking over his shoulder before rolling them back a little and standing up straighter to appear broader and hide her further from the inherent chaos of the Brotherhood

“I’d never let you deal with this lot on your own,” he replied in an equally soft but audible to her whisper

“Thank you. … I’m sorry.”

“Right back at ya, we’ll talk that through later, alright?”

Pietro still yapped the most out of the four, at this point making the whole thing into a joke. There was some lowkey understanding between all that he never would’ve seriously done anything to Miranda, but the collective glares of his friends told him enough.

“Oi, lady, sorry about all that. I’ve been told before that I get needlessly defensive over my friends; especially Todd-“

“To my ever growing annoyance.”

“People pick on you all the time, man, you know I don’t stand for that, besides, Lance brought up a fantastic point in all of this- Why the fuck were you at maintenance door acting like you were getting paid to guard it? This is supposed to be a ball event where you’re meant to have fun with the friends who came here to hang out with you, not stand by some door tricking X-men into thinking like they have to get past you to deal with the AC that isn’t working making everyone’s lives miserable- And speaking of that right on cue that one is back on, thanks Forge-“

“Pietro! Skatá, maláka; I know that after all these years you still don’t come with a mute button, but shut the fuck up, will you?!”

Pietro just flipped the bird at Lance in response, the whole thing feeling like banter between people who had known each other for years rather than swapping actual insults back and forth, as the silver haired guy casually put his hands in the pockets of his dress pants before tossing his gaze over to Todd, who had been having a conversation with Fred on the sidelines to catch him up to what had been going on, halting when he felt a pair of eyes staring a hole into his back.

“Wha- don’t you fucking dare,” and without waiting for his speedster friend to change his mind Todd jumped straight up and away into the air, high enough to land in one of the light fixtures, almost chandelier like structures though smaller, and making it sway with his added weight while looking to Lance for an alliance against Pietro. Lance just looked up, rolling his eyes and groaning at this was again getting out of hand.

“Get down from there. He talks like nobody’s business but he’s right, we didn’t come here for you to sneak off and pretend guard a door for no reason.”

“I wasn’t pretend guarding anything, I was just standing there minding my own business, why are you taking chatterbox’s turn of events over mine anyway?! Maybe I’ll just stay up here instead-“ he realised what that would lead to, clutching onto the light fixture right as he saw the look in Lance’s eyes change from only half invested into what was going on to fixated on him. Keeping said gaze firmly locked on Todd, Lance casually stuck his hand out, palm pointed to the floor; and within seconds the ground began to tremble and shake

Gambit heard the startled gasp behind him, putting one of his arms further back for Miranda to hold onto and steady herself; feeling how she clutched on for dear life while he watched the scene unfold further. Lance pulled his hand back up, with a bored flick of the wrist ending the tremors he had started; still looking at Todd while casually crossing his arms over his chest.

“Awh, and here I thought you were going to keep going until you shook me-“ Todd’s own yell of surprise interrupted him as Pietro plucked him out of the light fixture, with Fred catching both of them on their descent down from the ceiling after already having been the one to boost and throw Pietro in the right direction during Lance’s distraction.

“I don’t need to shake you out by brute force, Todd, that’s beneath me and you know it,” Lance said, watching as Fred separated the two and held each one in an arm like he was carrying two baskets; no matter how much either struggled to break free. Fred looked at Gambit, or rather at the few pieces of red dress that were slightly peeking out from behind the Cajun, his expression softening before deliberately turning his silver haired friend towards the two X-men affiliates.

“Apologize to her-”

“Bro I already-“ a wheeze left the speedster as Fred changed his hold to apply just a smidge of pressure; by his strength enough to genuinely push a decent amount of air out of the other’s lungs

“A genuine apology, Pietro, not the half assed ones you like to give.”

Breathing in the moment Fred eased up, Pietro huffed and glared up at his friend for as far as he could, looking at Todd and then at Lance before he realised he was outnumbered in the apparent democratic voting that he had taken it too far with this girl.

“…. Fine. Hey, uh, lady in red?”

“Miranda,” Fred corrected before Gambit could, to which the Cajun just half nodded in agreement as he felt her still holding onto his arm though less intensely at this point.

“Miranda,” he repeated, ”I do take things too far. A lot. Often. Many times. Was a dick move on my part to deliberately get all up in your business like that when I realised it was effective in upsetting you. Sorry.”

“… Apology accepted,” she replied, the best way to react to hopefully and finally get out of this situation she had stopped wanting to be a part in from the moment she had opened her eyes only to look directly into his. Fred nodded, knowing it wasn’t going to get any better than that, and carrying his two friends back to the ballroom while ignoring the argument that went on in both of his arms. Lance let out a deep sigh, turning to look at Gambit instead.

“By extend, take my apology as well. I’m surrounded by a gaggle of idiots as you can tell; unfortunately, they’re my gaggle of idiots, and I do care a lot about all three of them. I’m willing to not take Pietro’s overblown words that this was the actual attack start to a new feud between us, if you’re willing to ignore his idiocy in making any problem twenty times worse by getting involved in shit he should keep his nose out of. We good?”

While he was with the Xmen longer than her and could technically overrule whatever her feelings on the matter were for the sake of keeping peace, Gambit very lightly tapped one of the hands that were still clinging to his arm with his free hand; silently asking for her input on the request and feeling her ever so slightly nod against his shoulder in reply. It was good enough for him.

“Oui, mon ami. No hard feelings on either side. The throes and woes of family, even when chosen, hm?”

“Oh, don’t get me started. See you around sometimes, if luck will have it,”  and with that, Lance casually gestured a goodbye, before following his self-labelled gaggle of idiots to the ballroom to hopefully keep them out of any more trouble. The silence that returned to the place was only slightly interrupted by the whirring of the now functioning AC unit, with Forge emerging from the room long after he was done as he had betted on all of this mostly sorting itself out and to not get involved further unless he had to.

“I’m going to check if that did the trick, if not, I’ll be back,” he simply said before also vanishing in the direction of the ballroom, leaving Gambit and Drifting as the only two still there. Her sigh inevitably broke the awkward silence as she faceplanted into the back of his shoulder

“Wow. And I thought our set up was messy. Leave it to the… what’re they called?”

“Brotherhood.”

“Brotherhood, to show me the found family can be even more chaotic and on each other’s ass than whatever the fuck was happening between us back there.”

Gambit couldn’t help but let out an amused huff before responding; “Mh. ‘S the one thing they got the X-men beat at. Chaos. By but a slight margin, but still.”

“… I’m sorry, Remy. I was acting like a bitch because this whole night tossed me in seven different directions all together and didn’t once go in any way I wanted, and I was taking it out on you. That was uncalled for.”

“Same here, Miranda. I’m sorry, too. I just fueled the fire to whatever you were throwing my way because my night has been just as bad of a gamble, honestly, but it wasn’t fair that I started fighting with you about it.”

She finally emerged, standing at his side instead of hiding behind him, both looking off in the way everyone else had disappeared as she inhaled and exhaled deeply.

“Well. That took, what, seventy percent of my social battery for the rest of the evening? Jesus Christ, that Pietro guy really doesn’t shut up, ever, does he?”

“Be glad I showed up when I did, that social vampire would’ve drained all of your introverted social battery otherwise.”

“I am. Glad you showed up when you did, I mean. I would’ve started calling for you had you taken any longer; he wouldn’t get out of my face.”

“And you trust Gambit would’ve shown up the moment you started calling for his help, hm?”

“Yeah. I know you’ve got my back, even when we get into fucking stupid arguments over practically nothing. For what it’s worth, I’d do the same for you, if you ever need me.”

“Really now? Promise like that ‘s worth more than you’d think.”

Green eyes met red ones in a quiet understanding with a hint of amusements to both parties. Miranda slowly stuck out her arm, reaching her hand towards him and merely holding her pinky finger out to him; unmoving. He blinked, rolled his eyes, before hooking his around hers in silent acceptance before he spoke up

“A pinky promise, really?”

“They’re binding. Not like you’d sign any legal document I’d shove in your face anyway.”

“Eh, fair.”

She let go, and so did he, watching as she walked in- the actual opposite way of the ballroom. He blinked, tilting his head a little before taking a few steps after her. She must’ve heard, because she turned back to him.

“I’m going to find the one you claim ‘owes’ me a dance, Gambit. I don’t need you to trail after me for that.”

“Great, mon ami, but the dance floor is that way,” he remarked, pointing over his shoulder and raising his eyebrows as she gave him a mysterious smile that didn’t actually gave anything away.

“And you think I’ll find him in the room that nearly boiled him alive like a lobster in a seafood restaurant? Please, Remy, surely you know better than that. Don’t worry about me, he’s easy to find.”

“Easy? Out there, in the dead of night? No he’s not.”

“He is, if you know what you’re looking for.”

“… Don’t be going ‘nd getting lost in a set of glowing yellow eyes as they light up the night sky, now. That’s how you end up in a fae story if you’re not careful.”

“Oh, so you do know the strategy as well; anyway, don’t you have someone else’s dance to worry about instead of mine?”

That was a fair point; it was probably better if he worried about actually talking to Shadow for a minute, having spent the whole night trying to avoid her was not that great of a look on him if he wanted her to believe he cared for her. That whole situation was still complicated, sure, but at this point he was at risk of ruining his own evening completely by focusing all of his energy in every other place he could think of but his own life. As he watched Miranda leave through one of the doors back into the garden, he looked at the direction of the ballroom and went that way instead.

Shadow had seemingly picked her conversation right back up from where it had left off with Forge, but he excused himself as soon as Gambit appeared and approached, to which she turned back around to face him.

“Oh, hey! Forge told me you helped out with the machinery; good job, it’s finally starting to feel like a normal room.”

“Did he now?” Gambit muttered, looking over her at Forge as the other man did not turn around, instead mingling with another group of mutants and chatting with them. Gambits eyes slowly looked back at Shadow, who yawned a little.

“Shame all of this took so long; I’d already had my fill for most of the evening, so I’ll probably turn in for the night-“

“Don’t mean to interrupt you, mon ombre,” he said softly, looking her in the eyes and genuinely not realizing how much she got lost in his as soon as he addressed her, “but will you dance with me? Just once, before you retreat upstairs for the night?”

“Well, Remy, you’re well aware I don’t know how to dance.”

“Nor will you ever if you keep rejecting every chance to try. Shadow. … Please?”

“… You know what, sure, if you promise to not laugh when I make a fool of myself or step on your toes.” “I would never do that to you, chère.” The cold of the night was as unforgiving as before; while Miranda still made her way through the cold the parts of her exposed immediately showed their dismay by turning into angry goosebumps all over her. At some point she halted, rubbing her arms to get some of the warmth back when she heard a soft 'poof' next to her. A warm jacket was near immediately wrapped around her, as someone gently held onto her arms.

"You'll freeze out here, Süßer," he whispered to her, "clearly you're not meant for either extreme."

The warm tone of his voice made a shiver run down her spine; something she would definitely explain away as just being a reaction to the cold if he asked about it. Miranda turned around to face him, looking him over once before meeting his eyes.

"Aren't you cold?"

"Nein; perks of having fur. This still feels like a pleasant evening to me."

"... They fixed the AC."

"Oh? Great. Want to go inside, then?"

It should've been an easy yes. The easiest yes of her life. But Miranda found herself looking over her shoulder at the mansion behind them, the glass doors to the ballroom showing the party going on inside. There were so many people now in there enjoying the evening as the atmosphere being fixed had fixed everyone's mood as well. There were.. so many...

"... I'm exhausted," she muttered, before looking back at him. Standing out here with him in the quiet night, the only think audible the distant music from the room and the slight chirping of crickets was far more suited to her drained energy than the dance floor, "I'm sorry. I was hoping you'd show me the waltz you say you have to your skillset but.. I guess I'm taking a raincheck on that, after all. I.... I don't know. Maybe I'm better off calling it a night all together. I'll.. see you tomorrow at breakfast." She turned around and took a few steps away, before a very familiar tail gently curled around her waist and lightly pulled her back in a slight twirl so she was facing him again

"I'll let you go if you really don't want to be here, but if you don't want us to get caught like you say you don't, you can't be running off with my jacket. Besides, do you really want to turn in for the night?" His hand brushed over her skin as he softly placed it on her cheek, enough contact to warm her skin where the jacket couldn't protect her from the cold air. She shivered a little, placing a gloved hand over his to hold him in place, "or are you just tired of the people in there and need some reprieve from everyone?"

"..... I ran into Pietro Maximoff."

"Ach, yikes. How'd that go?"

"About as well as you think. I hope he's doing something with the energy he drained from me; it's not like I needed that or anything."

The soft sound of his laugh would never not warm her heart as Miranda granted herself another moment to think about it. There was still some energy to her left, enough for one dance she figured; as long as she didn't have to deal with conversational background noise or clusters of eyes watching her every move. The only eyes she actually wanted to see were- Her gaze got caught up in his, the swirling hues of yellow and amber reminding her of a fireplace's soft glow: just as warm and inviting. She felt his hand trail down her neck and over the curve of her shoulder, not stopping him for a moment as he went down her arm only to take her hand and pressing a soft kiss to the glove that covered it.

"You can go if you wish. But if you decide to stay.... will you dance with me?"

"What, out here?"

"You can hear the music too. Maybe not as well as I can, but... no one said we're only allowed to use the dancefloor."

".... Fair point. I... Yes. I do want to dance with you. I think I have enough energy to spare for that"

"Then follow my lead, okay?" he said as he gently adjusted her hold on him to the proper way while holding her as she tried to not think too much about his hand against the curve of her back. Guided by the slow and somewhat distant beat of the music they both heard coming from within the mansion, he showed her exactly what he had been saying was true- he knew how to do this properly.

As soon as the music track ended, so did their dance, the soft rustling of her skirts as they swayed along to her movement coming to a halt, and for a moment they just stood there, chest to chest close as if they were meant to share their heartbeats like that. The silence interrupted by the next track played snapped them out of whatever trance they were in, as Miranda took a small step back.

"... Thank you for that. I think I can safely say that saved my whole night."

"As it did mine." He let go of her, but found himself ever so lightly rolling his eyes as she still tried to leave while pretty much confiscating the-

"Miranda. You're still trying to leave with my jacket. You really don't have the thievery skill needed to pull that off."

"It's warm. and comfy. Surely they'll forgive me from borrowing a jacket from a-"

"Friend? I think that excuse isn't bought by anyone anymore; no matter who it’s applied to at this point," keen eyes scanned the outline of the building as he walked over to Miranda, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder before whisking them both off to a side door that he immediately pushed open so she could enter. She did, but lingered in the doorway as she returned the jacket to him.

"You coming as well?"

"Mh, I think I'm staying outside for a little bit longer, I had the great luck and foresight to pick a bedroom without an AC unit. Actually, I might go to the ballroom and talk to some people I haven't seen in a while. If Pietro is poking around, Lance should be here too, and I've hadn't had the chance to have a debate of faith in a while."

"He's Christian?"

"Greek Orthodox. No longer practicing, but his ideas and insights still are fascinating."

"Right. Don't have too much fun; try not to start a new feud like I almost managed to accomplish."

"Well, that's a story I'd love to hear sometimes," and with that he pressed a light, quick kiss to her cheek, "goodnight, Miranda. Before I go; need any help with that dress?"

"I'll be fine, I'll have it off in no time."

He had no reason to not believe her, so she watched him walk off in the direction of the ballroom before mentally kicking herself. The fuck did she mean, she'd have it off in no time?! Shadow specifically told her that she would need assistance with it, so why hadn't she- She was suddenly aware of how her arms rested over her chest as they clutched on a little tighter, cheeks burning as the implication of asking that of someone she was into suddenly clicked.

She knew on some level that she could trust Kurt to just help her, but the sinking pit in her stomach worsened as her mind repeated at her that asking that of the guy she had complicated feelings for, came with implications and expectations of the way the night would turn that she didn't want. She was better off asking literally anyone else, or so her mind insisted. Or just do it herself. Somehow.

Clambering up the stairs to get to her room didn't really help her mind in bringing up someone she could ask as she didn't really feel much for interrupting anyone's night. Surely Shadow's insistence that she would need help was exaggerated, right?

'No, no it was not,' the muscles in her shoulders loudly complained as she was trying to contort them in ways they didn't agree to in order to get to the ribbons on her lower back, to the point where she actually verbalized an 'ow' when the muscles rebelled in a pang of actual pain. Okay, she did need someone's help; she didn't have the grace or the flexibility to pull this off, she wasn't an acr- Shaking off the thought immediately, Miranda went back out of her room to try and find someone who could reasonably get her out of this contraption. She didn't need flexibility, per se, just someone with steady hands. And her eyes fell on someone else lingering around the corridor as sleep hadn't gotten its claws into him yet.

"Gambit? Can I borrow you for a minute?"

[majorasnightmare]

hmmm. 30 and 25 :) for the durge list boo gimme those durge facts of life

HIIIIIIIII BELOVED MUTUAL WHO LOVES MY LITTLE FREAK 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜 thank u for vampire autism permission ily forever

25. How does your Dark Urge feel about Sceleritas Fel?

Pre tadpole Sceleritas was the closest thing he had to consistent emotional support. Sceleritas formed a key cornerstone of the varying pressures that worked to keep Dirge in the cult by being a source of emotional relief (he was free to abuse Sceleritas whenever he saw fit as a form of affection+Scelerias served as one of his only confidantes for the complicated tumultous scenarios bhaal often forced dirge into) and also a method of keeping Dirge isolated (Scleritas's form of affection typically took the form of acts of service, and as his dedicated butler Sceleritas took it upon himself to handle any and every menial task that he felt were too lowly to be performed by his rotten master). the end result is that Dirge completely lacked the skills to meaningfully support himself outside the cult because Sceleritas was handling everything that wasnt ritual worship or murder, and was the closest thing Dirge had to a genuine friend, disincentivizing him from leaving. Can you really bare to abandon the only person who truly cares for you to the same figure your both so terrified of? Dirge had a twisted form of familial affection for the little bastard, as both a caretaker+guardian figure and as a fellow abuse victim (though neither of them perceived it as such, instead forming a toxic loop of justifying bhaals abuses to each other)

Post tadpole Sceleritas is a sign of everything that goes wrong. He shows up after Alfiras murder, tells him to kill Isobel, then informs him hes going to try and kill a party member. None of those are particularly positive encounters, and Dirge doesnt remember enough about his past life to counteract those experiences, which id imagine is hard on the little dude. Dirge views him with a measure of trepidation and disgust all the way through Act 2, and after the Act 3 revelation remembers enough to start viewing him with pity. When everything is all said and done, Dirge would probably say he even misses him, but not enough to make an attempt to bring him back

30. What are your Dark Urge’s intentions/goals after the end of the game?

WIFE GUY WIFE GUY WIFE GUY

In GENERAL its whatever Minthara wants whenever she wants it. Beyond that, hes dedicated himself to perfecting his study of the Necromancy Of Thay's manipulation of life, death, blood, and flesh in the form of fleshwarping magic, the art of necromantically manipulating corpse flesh into novel forms of life. turns out hes a minion guy and adores making soulless abominations of nature. it combines a lot of his passions, vivisection and taxidermy, his medical proficiency, his ambitious knowledge seeking, his blasphemous disregard to the gods, his power hungry tendencies, and also his fondness for companionship mixed with a demigods inability to die. turns out godspawn flesh is compatible with just about anything, and he has a tendency to utilize his own flesh as an arcanic anchor to bind his creations to his will, and will also just graft on replacement limbs and warp them back to normal if he ever gets anything amputated. it takes a while to amount to anything but id imagine long after the events of the game are said and done and most of the companions are long since passed, he makes a really fucking annoying combatant for some plucky group of adventurers cuz the fucker just keeps reusing all that spilled blood to top himself off.

he also uses it for gay transgender sex because it turns out an intimate knowledge of how to shift and warp flesh makes a pretty easy jumping off point to shapeshift your body into whatever gives you gender envy that day. theres a reason why he kept emphasizing orins changeling abilities in his letters to her and its cuz that egg hadnt cracked yet

[malikselfindulgence]

for the oc x canon ask game !!!

(SORRY ITS SO MUCH SNSJSJSH)

durianshipping:

[🦀: How did they handle realizing they were in love? Embarrassed? Nervous? Mad?]

[👁️: What exactly do they want with their future with each other? Is that something they think of often or do they just stay in the moment?]

grapefruitshipping:

[🫣: Who stumbled the most with their feelings around the other? How much did the other person notice?]

[🦅: How good are their friends at being wingmen? Do they even help at all or just sit back watching the pining with a bag of popcorn?]

[💕: Who confessed first and how? Did it go as planned or did shenanigans ensue?]

- @miffysrambles 🩷🐰

HIIIIOH MY GOD THANK YOU SO MUCH ..... RANTING AHEAD imvery normal as you can See . This is literally SO SO long I'm so sorry oh my god

[🦀: How did they handle realizing they were in love? Embarrassed? Nervous? Mad?]

Oh jesus christ Morshid actually has a whole crisis about this . Morshid thinks ONCE Wukong's laugh sounds nice and he literally can't look Wukong in the eye for the next week . He doesn't handle it Whatsoever . I think w Sun Wukong it's a sort of quiet acceptance . Mourning what they could've had had they met earlier or had they been different people . Doyou get me . They're too jaded for this to work out now but something in him still wants to try anyways . Fear of losing the dynamic they've built up already by these new feelings but being unable to quiet them enough to keep this fighting and hatred up . GUYS .

[👁️: What exactly do they want with their future with each other? Is that something they think of often or do they just stay in the moment?]

Morshid may not show it but he's genuinely very afraid of what the future holds for them- SO much has changed in the course of the show for him, he's had his whole worldview practically flipped upside down, almost lost the one person he cares for, and now has to build a life outside of Marek and his mission . I think Morshid wants Wukong to be a part of that life, or to share it with him, even if he won't admit this, but the thought of taking that first step towards it scares him. I think Sun Wukong is very tired, and even though he thinks it's unrealistic for people like them, he still likes picturing a bigger bed and two mugs perched on his kitchen counter and a new head for the little monkeys to groom and play with . Unbeknownst to them this future is not as far as it seems :3

[🫣: Who stumbled the most with their feelings around the other? How much did the other person notice?]

Marek to like an insane degree- her brain turns off completely around Mei . I do think Mei notices SOMEWHAT but doesn't really comment on it accepting it as like a Marek Thing . Mei first assumes it's a negative reaction and tries to stop doing whatever prompted it but then Marek very tentatively initiates and Mei realises it was actually positive :33 Mei is aromantic 2 me in a different way than Marek and their switch from friends to Whatever-They-Are-Rn is like gradual and natural to Mei and more bumpy or confusing to Marek

[🦅: How good are their friends at being wingmen? Do they even help at all or just sit back watching the pining with a bag of popcorn?]

MK gets called in the middle of the night by a hysterical Marek going "I TBINK I LIKE MEI?????" and they have a full incomprehensible 2 hour discussion that reaches no conclusion . They're both aromantic and confused as fuck . MK is basing all his knowledge off crappy rom-com films like "okay okay do you get butterflies when u see her?" and Marek very seriously considers this and goes "I think I'd describe it as a bowling ball knocking down pins except the pins are my organs and the bowling ball is Mei's cute face." and MK's like taking notes . He tries to prompt Marek to confess to Mei but he's SO fucking bad at it and so not-subtle that all it does is make Marek tackle him to the ground to shut him up . Goobers .....

[💕: Who confessed first and how? Did it go as planned or did shenanigans ensue?]

They're Both aromantic 2 me teehee and to Mei the shift to romantic-adjacent territory is not a very big deal . The devotion and being comfortable enough 2 be your worst self around the other and trusting them to love you through it though ..... thisis like as close to a confession as these two will get . I do think Marek TRIES to plan confessions but there never seems to be a right time and gradually they form a relationship they're both happy with and Marek realises they don't really need an "official" title or for it to be spoken aloud .... they love each other and that's enough for them :33

[po-pulari-tics]

AO3 Hobbit Fic Writers,

Please do not tag your fics Hobbit Book and Hobbit Movie, unless it is a genuine blending.

This is not an elitism thing- they're simply different stories. Here are some examples just from Smaug to the Battle of the 5 Armies:

1. In the movie, they fight Smaug and...cover him in gold for some reason???

In the book, Bilbo is sent out alone multiple times. They never go themselves. The final time, his light goes out, and he gets so scared that he screams his head off. The dwarves decide, "certainly it is not the dragon, or he would not go on squeaking." They still wait, listening for dragon noises, before going to him.

Quite frankly, it is an incredible display of selfishness and cowardice, and completely opposite that movie scene. It emphasizes how they did not deal with Smaug at all, letting everyone else handle it for them.

2. In the movie, they say something about, "if the aim of men had been true that day..." This is not said in the book. The elven king is blamed for things, like refusing to help people, but there are no magic arrows in limited supply.

3. In the movie, they try to attack the dwarven fortress, but are surprised by the reinforcements. In the book, they don't. Thorin shoots an arrow into the shield of the negotiator. They reply:

"Since such is your answer, I declare the Mountain besieged. You shall not depart from it, until you call on your side for a truce and a parley. We will bear no weapons against you, but we leave you to your gold. You may eat that, if you will!"

Which is probably the most sensible and funny line in the whole damn book. Why attack a handful of people when you can just starve them out? (The reinforcements don't show up yet.)

4. The dwarves don't agree with Thorin in the movie. They do in the book, "except perhaps" Bomba and the twins.

4b. I think the ravens don't have much speeches in the movies? Correct me if I'm wrong. Book ravens are like, this is a bad, bad idea.

5. Bomba lets Bilbo out in the movie. He gets tricked in the book. He falls into deep sleeps more easily after what happened in Mirkwood. Bilbo feels really bad about this.

6. The movie dwarves look disapproving as Thorin orders them to hurt Bilbo, and make Thorin do his own dirty work. Book Thorin grabs Bilbo immediately and, "shook poor Bilbo like a rabbit." He curses Gandalf, and prepares to throw him to the rocks. Stuff happens, and he tells Bilbo to get down before he is thrown down.

It is only after all of this where Tolkien adds, "more than one of the dwarves in their hearts felt shame and pity at his going." They say nothing, even as Bilbo says his goodbyes and Thorin threatens to sting his feet with arrows.

7. There is simply more talk of logistics and more negotiation in the books. When Dain approaches, the Elven King says, "long will I tarry, ere I begin this war for gold...let us hope still for something that will bring reconciliation."

To be fair, Bard does want to attack. But he does not. The dwarves shoot first. All to emphasize the unreasonableness of the dwarves in the narrative, and to emphasize that the Elven King, while a miserly bastard who won't help dwarves starving in the forest, is a reasonable guy who won't unnecessarily attack, either.

But there is no true fighting. Darkness falls upon them, and Gandalf announces Bolg, son of Azog, is coming. Everyone immediately stops what they're doing to strategize.

"The Goblins were the foes of all, and at their coming all other quarrels were forgotten."

Fun fact- they came because they heard Smaug died. Once again, Thorin's little quest ruining so many lives. (I love him, I do, but...my dude. You have flaws. The narrative practically hits us over the head with it.)

Everyone runs to the mountain, scrambling for higher positions to shoot down from. A brave vanguard sacrifices themselves to buy time.

Compared to the movies, where they attacked each other and weren't even sure if they could fight together. And then the elves jumped over the shields instead of using archery first.

8. While we're here...wargs are "the evil wolves over the Edge of the Wild." So it says in chapter 6, out of the frying-pan and into the fire, page 146 of The Annotated Hobbit. Note 9 says, "Tolkien [wrote to a guy named Wolfe (lol)]...it is an old word for wolf, which also had the sense of an outlaw or hunted criminal. [...it] had a good sound for the meaning, as a name for this particular brand of demonic wolf in the story."

I'm not sure if he intended the movie look, but I like it. Movie wargs look cooler than the book wargs in my head.

9. So the battle is raging, and Book Thorin possibly didn't know until later? He was waiting for his reinforcements and there is no mention that anyone called him in between. The last message was when they tried to collect the tribute, and he shot at them. (Really don't blame them for noping out.) The book even says they had forgotten him.

So he has his hero move and he comes out of the gates swinging, when everyone is flagging. He takes down many goblins and calls everyone to his side. But the goblin horde is simply too much. Bilbo is observing all of this in misery. War ain't glamorous. His hope is raised when he spots the Eagles. He screams this, renewing everyone's hopes, and is targeted by the enemy. He is knocked out.

Of note- he slipped his ring on when the goblins first arrived, and stood near Gandalf and the Elven King the whole time. Gandalf was meditating at the end, possibly to do one final bit of magic.

I don't remember how this compares to the movie scene, but I don't think he spent the entire time invisible and in relative safety.

...

This is only a small example, based on my strongest movie memories. I did not mention Good Morning or Mirkwood or Beorn or... If I did a rewatch, this would be as long as the color of the sky post. As you can tell, they are completely different stories. Not better or worse, just different. Please tag accordingly.

PS: If you want to read The Hobbit but not with your eyes, there is an amazing audio book version by Andy Serkis.

[boomandblehhhh]

Hello

I'm going through the worst breakup of my life, and this blog is only my daily update to get over it.

Day 1 wasn't recorded coz i was unable to stop crying and making sense of it. Just to give a background, I'm 23 (F) and he's 29 (M). We met in University and quickly hit it off. I had just gotten out of a very toxic relationship and was still dealing with it and trying to make sense when we met and started falling in love. Things were perfect with him and i don't think it has ever been better. Here i am,8 months later because it was only casual and also with a time limit. He's going to marry soon. I still have a few years. We've decided to stay friends and continue to be honest with each other.

How do you see someone who you so passionately love, fall in love with someone else?

How do you move on when they're right there?

Day 2:

It started out with a panic attack. I went over to his place last night for some work and ended up hooking up. I woke up with a lot of anxiety that he would abandon me. So much that i puked and had hot flushes. I called him at work and told him to reassure me about it.

The day went okay, with my work going on and me taking some time out for myself. I met a friend from a class i had taken and it felt good.

Finally, it was time to see him. We went to the gym together and he seemed off. Maybe tired? Not sure.

I then went out for dinner with my friend's family and called him when i got home. He was busy sending some email. Said he would call back and he did. I spoke to him for about 10 mins before he said he needed his time, and was very mean and rude about it. I'm going to get my periods in 3 days, i am emotional and i am sensitive. I can't handle this right now and i literally begged him to stay and speak to me for just 5 minutes. Again, shut me out. I called him back after a bit and again, shut out. I cried and then texted him that I'm sorry and will be more in check of my behaviour.

My feelings:

It's just day 2, i don't know why he's expecting me to be so normal and calm and like usual. I'm trying I'm genuinely trying so hard but i don't have the emotional security anymore and so i don't really know what to do. I know i will figure it out but i just need some time and not rudeness from him.

I think i know what i should do, i should have a similar fear in my head of letting him go as my friend like i feel for my other friends and then behave with those boundaries. I think that should help. I hope he forgives me for my behaviour today. I really hope. I also hope nothing works out between him and that girl in his office. Any other girl would be okay but i can't be okay with that one person. As petty as it sounds.

Conclusion:

I'm going to write everything here, in case anyone ever bothers to read it. My feelings might be too much for someone or i might be a little too stupid for someone, but this is who i am and this is why I'm here. I don't need the judgement and i don't need anything else.

If there's anyone going through something similar, i hope you find solace in the fact that there's someone out there who's going through the same thing as you are.

Through this writing, i hope to go back in 15-20 days and then see how much I've moved on and how I've saved my friendship with him. To show the world that yes you can be good friends with your exes. To set the new norm.

I love you guys, and I'll try to be as honest as i can about my day, and also try to look at things positively. I have a feeling Tumblr is going to make me feel so much better.

If anyone's reading this, be strong. You got this. You're stronger than you think and believe and you shall definitely overcome this. You're not alone.

Good night!

[crohnsdiseased]

just felt like rambling about my school’s bullshit somewhere that isn’t *as* directly tied to me lmao

christ. i tested positive for covid (no fucking idea where i got it) and so they have to put me in the quarantine dorms, which already sucks because i have to move across campus during finals and be alone and whatever but i get it, they have to deliver us all food, it makes sense. i hate it but it makes sense!

the quarantine dorms are on the 4th floor of the freshmen dorms. which infamously have no elevator.

i email the guy handling it all to be like hey are there any lower floor options, i’m disabled and i don’t think i’ll be able to carry my belongings up Three Flights Of Stairs. he says no, but you have plenty of time to move in so it’ll be fine. (i had 3 hours to move in from the time the email was sent)

im like. ok. i’ll try. i guess. i gather my belongings and push a cart full of everything i need for 10 days— including shit like toilet paper, bedding, etc because they do not provide that in the quarantine dorms— Across Campus. i am disabled, i have covid, it’s fucking cold out, i am already tired from that. i get to the freshmen dorms. i get to the first set of stairs. i Cannot get my belongings up even One Step.

i immediately email again saying hey this isn’t gonna work i literally am unable to get up the stairs, i am disabled, can someone be sent to help me. while waiting for a reply, in the cold, i try lugging my stuff up the stairs again. can’t even get a step up. again.

after an hour. an Hour. i send a followup message. saying hey. im sorry for sending so many messages. but i am in the freezing cold, because i do not want to wait inside, because i do not want to spread covid. i CANNOT get up the stairs. Please Do Something For Me. i still do not get a reply. half an hour passes. my mom is threatening to call every official on the planet. me, being socially anxious, is like pppplease no id rather freeze.

after a while i am So cold and tired, and mind you i woke up at 7am after sleeping like shit bc covid has given me insomnia (usually im great at sleeping), so i go up to one building that has the office of res life. idfk what every office does so im like ok maybe they can help me. and i ask the front desk person if they can ask if someone can help me. they ask who ive been emailing with, i tell them, they’re like oh he’s back here, they go back and talk to him. they come back and say “im sorry we can’t help you.” this person seems genuinely sorry and like they want to help but that a higher up, mr. Ignoring My Fucking Emails, is saying they can’t. by this point i am mere seconds away from sobbing so im like :) thank you… and leave and then have a lil breakdown in the bathroom where i can’t even wipe my snot face bc i have fucking covid and i feel bad enough even using a public bathroom at all

anyway i gave my mom permission to call whoever she wanted and she called around. i was told multiple times someone would be ‘contacting me’ and nobody did. it’s another 45 minutes. she calls the health center and there’s a nurse there who is SO horrified that NO ONE IS DOING ANYTHING that she walks halfway across campus in full Plague Gear to me. and she carries my belongings. up three flights of stairs. the entire time being like “it is Ridiculous that they make students with covid do this wtf” and i thank her a hundred times and my mom sends an email being like “pls give nurse a raise. pls tell email jerk he sucks.” the nurse is my guardian angel.

30 minutes after arriving in the dorm, email jerk replies to me saying i should abandon my belongings at the bottom of the stairs (in the middle of the dorm yard) and go to the dorm and he ‘may’ have someone come by in 15 minutes to bring my things up for me. i say … no. no thanks im at the dorm.

anyway shoutout to my school i guess

[elysianslove]

oh boy idk if you’ve ever talked about this before (i’m new to the blog, and you’re so very talented!!! you make my dumb horny heart just 🦋🦋) BUT what are your thoughts on which of the haikyuu boys are best/worst at being edged? like who’s begging and crying after 20 minutes and who’s able to hold out for hoouurrs before getting just a touch whiny. i. need to know. for science 🤲🏼

thank you so much!!! welcome to the blog my love 🥺 but omg. thoughts. so many. 

HAIKYUU BOYS THAT CAN HANDLE EDGING 

matsukawa issei; he’s purely holding out this long out of spite. as if he has something to prove, which he very much does. he’s barely bucking up into you, trying his best to hold his pants and his hisses from how borderline painful this is, but you can see how tense he is. his abs keep spasming, his biceps flexing as he fists the sheets. he keeps his legs spread for you though, lets you suck at his cock, fondle his balls, stroke at the base and squeeze at the tip with your much smaller hand. he lasts a good an hour and 10 minutes. honestly, genuinely impressive. he won’t let you get off easy though, good luck with that. 

oikawa tōru; originally, i’d think he’d be so bad at this, but honestly, oikawa’s orgasm control is so impressive? even when he’s fucking you, he’s lowkey edging himself because he always holds off until you cum. so letting you edge him isn’t too much of a problem. he definitely cries and begs like a bitch, but he lasts, oh he lasts. approximately 35 ish minutes. definitely cums without warning and without permission, and you can’t decide whether he did it on purpose to piss you off or because he genuinely couldn’t continue. it’s okay, just overstimulate him till he’s crying all over again. tōru’s a very pretty crier, after all <3

kita shinsuke; oh my god, the best boy. he’d last days if you asked him to. he’ll be quietly, as quietly as he can, panting and whining and groaning, silent tears streaming down his face every time you pull away from his cock. every time he bucks his hips up, it’s followed by a trail of “sorry, sorry, m’sorry,” that it’s just so adorable. has you cooing at him, soothingly rubbing at his thigh and murmuring that it’s okay, that he’s doing so good. he lasts around 45 minutes, but when he cums, he promises to do better next time, to last longer. anything for you <3 

sugawara kōshi; this fucking masochist. he likes it. he likes the pain. probably was the one to suggest it to you. he sits between your spread legs, back pressed to your chest with your hand stroking his dick from behind. you stroke at him until he’s so close and pull away, watching as his cock bobs desperately, and he moans for it. he’s so vocal about it, begging and pleading, but when you go to ask him if he wants to cum yet, he tells you, “no, no, i can— more, more.” he lasts 2 whole hours. it’s like, kind of scary. he does pass out after and actually scare, but he gets up a minute later with a cheeky smile like, “again?”

miya atsumu; like oikawa, he will cry and sob so fucking much, and he’ll make such a mess, but god, does he last. atsumu thrives off of praise, and having you tell him how good he’s doing for you, such a good boy, atsumu, all for me? has him drooling for it. both him, and his cock. he’ll get a little dumb halfway, almost just letting you use him, but he does whine a lot, crying and pleading for you to let him cum, but it’s all bark and no bite. it barely has anything to it. i firmly believe he’d be one of top, lasting around an hour and 30 minutes, just because atsumu gets so lost in everything, including giving up control. 

kuroo tetsurō; another one to last mainly out of spite. he wants to prove to you it’s not much, it’s not that bad, it’s easy work. you quickly make him eat his words by the third time you pull away, and it just dawns on him that he’s the one that put himself in this position in the first place. it’s no one’s fault but his own, and because he doesn’t wanna seem like a coward, backing out so quick, he lasts at least 30 minutes, and gets through it without begging, only spitting out curses and panting and groaning deeply. 

akaashi keiji; sweet boy keiji definitely lasts, all for you. he’s not too vocal either, just light curses to himself, muffled moans, broken, bitten down sobs. he genuinely does love to let you have your fun with him, because submitting to you is just so satisfying. and i can see akaashi loving edging so much because of how good the orgasm that eventually comes is. like the moment you give him permission to, he’s seeing stars, and it’s why he lasts as long as he does, why he tries to push for longer. he lasts a good 45 minutes, and he’s been trying to beat that record for a while now. don’t worry, he will. 

sakusa kiyoomi; is so fucked out, so far gone, to the point that you don’t even think he’s in control of his own body anymore. even if you told him to cum, he wouldn’t. he’s so deep in this headspace of being under your control it’s incredible. it’s mesmerizing. he looks so pretty, cock so red and wet and hard as ever, painfully so, against his pale skin, twitching and bobbing and begging for attention. he lasts 40 minutes. it’s the most gorgeous 40 minutes of both your lives. 

asahi azumane; so good! such a good boy!!! doesn’t last so long, but definitely tries his best for you. it’s some 20 or so minutes in that he cums, but he immediately starts chanting out apologies, begging for you to forgive him, to give him another chance. he continues to try until he can last so long, but it’s the fact that he’s willing to that has your heart soaring and your body heating up. 

HAIKYUU BOYS THAT CANNOT, WHATSOEVER, HANDLE EDGING

bokuto kōtarō; baby boy is crying 10 minutes in. he can’t handle it. if you tie him up, he’ll rip through them, flip you over, and fuck into you till he’s filling you up. he won’t even try. he watched a porn video where a person lasted an hour and thought, oh must be worth it, and asked you to try it on him. just. it’s just not for him. he prefers the pain of overstimulation over edging, forever. 

iwaizumi hajime; please he lasts like 2 minutes. he just hates it so much. on him, at least. he can edge you for hours, and he’d the most satisfied man on earth. but sit between his legs and tease him by sucking at his cock, only to pull away just as he’s about to cum? somebody clearly has a death wish <3 but do bring it up and ask to try it! he still won’t last lol. but make him last. watch him cry. make iwaizumi hajime cry. make him. it’s beautiful. 

kageyama tobio; mannnn kageyama can cum untouched, hands free, if you really tried. grind down against him for a minute and he’s cumming in his pants for you. he has no concept of orgasm control whatsoever, and if you tried it on him he’d just get angry at you??? like fine no sex for u tf. he lasts a good 5 minutes, so good for him or whatever. 

kozume kenma; he wants to last. he wants to. but you have him crying, sobbing, 20 minutes in, and he just unintentionally spills down your throat without warning. of course, you’d felt the twitch of his cock, but you’d wanted to see where his head was at exactly. after he came, he felt so humiliated, but he still forced eye contact with you and went, “do it again. i’ll last an hour this time.” like ok no problem for me :) 

ushijima wakatoshi; doesn’t realize he’s being edged, and when you pull away just as he’s about to cum he sits up and stares at you with a deadpan face like, “that was not very nice of you.” he just. finds it boring honestly. he doesn’t want to drag something out like that for so long. he indulges you, sure, but for like 3 minutes, before he’s like alright time to fuck you. 

hinata shōyō; hinata’s just way too overexcited. he really does put his mind to it, but i think he gets too in his head about it that he just ends up cumming right away. but it’s a ruined orgasm, cause you pull away just as he’s cumming, so it’s so not satisfying, but for some reason, hinata loved it? so yeah, lasts 0 seconds, but discovers new kink! 

HAIKYUU BOYS THAT CAN, BUT JUST DON’T WANT TO

suna rintarō; oh he most definitely can. you cannot convince me he wouldn’t be able to. as much as suna is lazy, he’s just as impatient, and he can barely handle how foreplay seems to drag on forever. he wants to be inside you, and he wants to be inside you now. it’s ridiculous. if he could though, he’d last a good hour probably. he just really doesn’t want to. 

daichi sawamura; could 100% do it if he really put his mind to it, but just. why? what’s the point of not orgasming? he just doesn’t get it </3 you can try to convince him by making him do it on you, but chances are he’s gonna realize how much he loves to do it to you only. daichi’s so possessive it’s crazy, and he gets this mischievous glint in his eye whenever he realizes how good something makes you feel, especially if it’s pain. he is a dangerous man. 

miya osamu; most definitely would be able to last hours, but again, he just doesn’t want to. it’s also not one of those situations where he prefers overstimulation either. like osamu’s plenty kinky, sure, but those two aren’t what cross his mind when you say, “let’s change things up a bit.” it’s not that he gets bored of it either. he just. doesn’t wanna do it. like he can spend time making you feel good, and vice versa, with way more different things. and he seems like a very in the moment guy, like choking you in the moment or making you squirt. yk :) 

satori tendō; oh tendō loves edging, just on you. he never really gives you a chance to ever try to with him, honestly. he just loves, loves, loves to edge you, but not because he wants to purposefully hurt you, but rather to praise you, to tell you how good you are for him, to make you feel so good when he finally lets you cum. if you were to edge him, he’d honestly probably last over two hours. like not even exaggerating, he probably would. but no, you’re more fun!