#which was not embarrassing! bc it was obviously for a higher purpose!

[daisywords]

they should make a support group for people who love to sing but are cursed with mediocre voice

[superfluouskeys]

omg i just realised you're in law school?? can i ask what prompted you to pursue a (i presume) 2nd degree? i am nearing 30 and considering going for a 2nd degree as well but i'm super reluctant haha, would you mind sharing something about your experience? are you doing like a master's, did you choose it to get a specific job you are aiming for?

Ah, I would be happy to talk about my questionable life choices lol! For law school in the US if you want to actually practice you get what's called a Juris Doctor (JD) degree, which is a professional degree, and you have to have completed a Bachelor's to pursue it. People who want to like, specialize in something will sometimes get an LLM (Master of Law), but generally do that after the JD, even though a JD is technically "higher" than a Master's. Absurdly long story of my Journey TM under the cut lol

I tell people law school was a response to the pandemic even though that's not really true bc I don't want to get into the years-long insane series of thought processes that led me here lol. I only have a Bachelor's degree (in German/Music) and never intended to pursue anything beyond that. I'm naturally intelligent and did very well in school without trying, but I never had any particular interest in pursuing a higher education and pretty much just did it because that's what you're supposed to do. Looking back I feel quite embarrassed that I didn't fully appreciate the value of my education, even though I obviously wasn't doing it on purpose LOL. I got a lot of value out of college in general but it's frankly amazing that I did fine in my classes given my general self at the time. Fortunately I went to one of those schools where ppl hear the name and go oooOoooo woOOooOOow and don't generally care about my mediocre GPA.

I never really had a clear idea of what I wanted to do with my life, and I don't feel I'm one of those people who has a Calling TM. I'm good at and enjoy a variety of things, and I have a hard time being happy doing the same thing for a long period of time. I worked as a professional actor/singer when I graduated, and even within that field I became unhappy when I did too much of the same kind of work. Ultimately, as I grew into myself, I became frustrated and disillusioned with the industry in general, and with how I was being forced to live my life. I so rarely got to do anything I genuinely enjoyed, the work that paid best was utterly soul-sucking, and the general attitudes of the people around me esp. towards maintaining one's appearance were very unhealthy for me. They're unhealthy for everyone of course, but I was trying to recover from viewing my body in a negative light, and being around ppl with these attitudes made it pretty much impossible.

So I was already sort of looking for a new path of some sort a few years ago, but what I didn't realize at the time was that I had completely lost faith in myself and my abilities, and was selling myself incredibly short. I tried to do a bunch of dumb shit which obviously wouldn't be fulfilling in any way, tried to reshape my life into something bearable, and failed miserably several times. I was in fact halfway through discarding another failed attempt and taking up a new one when the pandemic hit. I ended up having to move back in with my mother, and what we all hoped would be a couple of months turned into Whatever This Is. So I found myself with a lot of time to think lol. And while it was a very difficult experience, I kept telling myself, whatever you do, no matter how bad it is, you need to actually think ahead for five fucking seconds and try to do something that will actually work, you know lol, because otherwise you're just going to end up in the same place again.

Law school started as a whim like any other; I was having lunch with my mom, and she mentioned offhand that she thought I should go to law school (she didn't go but she has a lot of lawyer friends). And I was feeling just insane enough that day that I was like yeah idk maybe I should. So I went home and was like okay how does one go to law school. I looked up a practice LSAT, took it knowing absolutely nothing about the LSAT, and did EXTREMELY well. So I thought, well. Huh. I need something to do w my life so I stop wanting to eat drywall, why not study for the LSAT lol, can't hurt.

And it just sort of kept going from there. Practicing for the LSAT gave me a sense of purpose, applying to law schools gave me a sense of purpose, and that sense of purpose enabled me to start slowly improving the horrible circumstances I was in. I didn't know how anything would shake out and to be honest I didn't particularly care at that point. Looking back I think I really had no hope for the future, and I was pretty crazy and didn't really feel like I'd be able to live very much longer. I didn't envision myself as a lawyer really, more as a law student lol. Schools have a lot of free resources and people who want to help you, and even as crazy as I was I felt I was in a much better place to take full advantage of those things than I had been in undergrad, in order to achieve SOMETHING. I wasn't really worried about what that might be.

So, I vowed to myself that whatever happened, I would really try, not just in school but to build a better future for myself. I did not arrive here in a good mental state, to say the least lol. And going back to school brought back a LOT of painful memories from my previous time in school when, as I mentioned, I was infinitely crazier. As just a couple of random examples, I was sort of toying with the idea of trying to learn a new language, and realized that I was still holding onto this intense guilt about the mental breakdown I had while taking a Russian class in college. One of my professors told me that I was an amazing writer, and I realized no teacher had ever told me that before. I had these insane moments sitting in class where I would get emotional because I was just so happy to be there, in spite of absolutely everything. I stopped regretting all of my past mistakes, because I genuinely think, no matter what horrible things I've done, I would do them all again if they would bring me here. My favorite professor literally saved my life, and is probably the only person in the world who could have successfully convinced me to go to therapy. I can't really even wish I'd done any of this sooner, because I know without a doubt that I wouldn't have been ready.

There are definitely some challenges to being back in school after so long. I remember feeling especially when I was around my friends who were in grad school that if I had to, like, write a long-ass paper or something, I just wouldn't be able to do it lol, like I'd just be so pissed that I had to do some arbitrary assignment. But it should be noted that I, like, despise philosophy-type subjects and things with no practical application, and always felt like I was bullshitting my assignments to make them longer. Not only do I love law school assignments because they are about applying the law to a set of facts (which may be made up but still have real-world relevance), but I always have a LOT to say, and am always struggling to make my papers SHORT enough rather than dragging out my dumbass takes to meet the minimum lol. It's a lot of work, but generally it's work I actually WANT to do, which makes all the difference.

I definitely also feel a bit of a disconnect from most of my fellow students. I think this is partially an age thing and partially a life experience thing. Like, for example, I had a series of hilarious conversations with ppl a few weeks back bc one of my classmates was like "where do you go?? you leave class so fast?" and i was like ?????? when class is over you get to leave that's the deal??????

And I was talking to my fave professor about this and she was like yeah that's definitely a difference of being a little older, you're probably just not in the same mindset that they are. Which is definitely true, and worth keeping in mind. It's not a big deal really but it can be very isolating if you don't feel like you can relate to your classmates on that level. I sometimes get a little :( because I don't usually have a hard time talking to people but I'll just have the most insane interactions w some of my classmates and have to talk myself down like it's okay it wasn't you the other person was the one acting weird LOL. Also, for me at least, I definitely have a little bit of a 'you can't tell me what to fucking do' attitude sometimes LOL, and will get really irritated when professors keep us over time or make us do something pointless. That may just be my sweet personality, but I think in general having been out of school for awhile and also being a bit older, I'm MUCH less tolerant of trifling bullshit than when i was younger LOL. Generally I think there's a lot LESS trifling bullshit to deal with in law school bc there's just so much that's genuinely important to learn? But something to keep in mind.

But god there are SO many benefits! Like, as I mentioned, I'm a naturally intelligent person, but it's actually terrifying how much my mind had slowed down over the past few years. I've had SO many moments here where I was like oh my god, I'm stupid, I'm just stupid and I can't understand this-- and then I was like okay sweaty :) have you considered taking a nap and maybe you'll calm down :) lol but you get my point. Learning new things in a structured environment where you literally have to do the work I think is so beneficial especially at this particular age, since most people get pretty settled into their ways around 30, and personally I don't particularly like being set in my ways and want to always be growing and improving and pushing myself. Every aspect of my life has improved noticeably since I've been here, my physical and emotional and mental health, my memory, my writing, my personal relationships--everything.

BUT that is a direct result of all the work I've put in, because I did this at the right time for myself, and at a point in my life when I'm able to truly appreciate the value of a good education and all the benefits and resources that come with that. So, I would say that if you're in the right mindset to go back to school, it's absolutely 1000% worth it. But if you feel like, 'I don't want to do this, this is a waste of time and will make me miserable,' then I'd say wait it out a little more. There might come a day when you're like, wow, I'm so ready. Or you might think, I can't believe I was gonna go to grad school for That TM that would have been insane, and want to go for something else lol. I think we're so conditioned not to listen to our intuition that we don't realize a lot of the time our gut instinct will tell us whether something is the right move or not!

Wow this was long lol, thank you so much for reaching out, friend, and I hope some of this was mildly helpful or entertaining! I wish you the best in your ventures, and of course I'm always happy to talk more!

[hangovercurse]

I’d Drop it All for You

Pictures of you and Pete are spread all over the internet, causing a whirlwind of hate to enter your social media.

Request: “Pete content please! anything !!! smut fluff whatever”

Pete x Reader

Warnings: Cursing, depictions of depression and anxiety

A/N: *Insert normal spiel about respecting A.G. and only using her for plot purposes. No harm intended.* Also I wrote most of this after a meeting with my therapist so... enjoy :) (He’s so cute in this gif I wanna kiss his face)

Word Count: 1820

You weren’t one of those people who loved being the center of attention. You knew that being in the spotlight also meant constantly living under a microscope, and you decided a long time ago that that was not for you.

But you were lucky enough to work as an assistant art director at just 24. You were hoping that The King of Staten Island, your newest project, would help get your name out into the professional world. But that wasn’t the only thing to come out of the film.

It happened unexpectedly, you showed up on set the first day, ready to do whatever the art director required of you. You couldn’t help but be slightly distracted by the lead actor and writer, Pete Davidson. He was so kind and funny, and he wasn’t uptight like everyone else.

After a few hours of filming, he came up to you, introducing himself. He said he “wanted to get to know everyone working on the project,” but you didn’t see him introducing himself to anyone else. You two started talking during breaks. Then he started sitting with you at lunch. Then he was asking for your number.

In a matter of weeks he was asking you out to dinner, taking you to a cozy restaurant that you absolutely adored. He walked you home, his hand grazing yours until you intertwined your fingers.

It was all very romantic, so when Pete asked if he could take you on another, you obviously said yes. Flash forward two weeks and he finally got the courage to ask you to be his girlfriend, even though you were both exclusively seeing each other already.

After filming ended 2 months later, you were still working on the film in post, which meant you had an excuse to stay  in Staten Island with Pete. After about 2 weeks in post, you spent more nights in his bed than your hotel’s.

Nearly 6 months later and you were happier than ever. You were splitting your time between your small apartment in the Bronx and Pete’s basement apartment. Pete introduced you to most of his friends, and you introduced him to yours.

But other than your small circles of friends, you kept your relationship fairly quiet. Pete doesn’t have social media and yours is strictly professional, so there are no pictures of you two together. You weren’t hiding each other, you loved each other, you just had no reason to tell tabloids. And you were perfectly happy with that.

Which made it so much worse when various news sites had pictures of you two holding hands. Had they been anyone else you would’ve thought they were cute, walking along the South Beach oceanside at night.

Pete had been in the SNL studio all day when the pictures were released, while you were in his apartment, trying your best to focus on the photoset in front of you. The production team wanted the film to scream “teen romance,” which basically entails subtle pink undertones and a higher saturation. But you couldn’t quite get the coloring right, probably because you weren’t actually focusing on the colors.

You sighed, looking at the time and realizing that Pete won’t be back until sometime after 2am, which was a whole 5 hours away. You let out a huff, pushing away from the desk and making your way to Pete’s closet and searching for one of his hoodies. They always smelled like him (and weed), so it was a comfort to you.

You crashed onto the bed, finding the phone that you had tossed there a few hours earlier. Turning it on you were surprised by the number of notifications you were getting. You knew the photos had surfaced but you weren’t expecting this.

Your Instagram was blowing up with new follows, likes, and comments. It was kind of exciting at first until you started reading some of the comments.

I mean, we knew he would downgrade from Ari, but this is like… really far down.

This girl really thinks she’s special just bc Pete’s dating her. Hun he could do so much better

Who is she?!? Literally no one.

Someone needs to show her how to dress

That hairstyle is not it honey

Pete Davidson is dating YOU??? He could do sooo much better

Ari was prettier sorry not sorry

The entire comment section on your last post, a picture of you on the set of your latest film, was pretty much the same. There were some nice comments, but a lot of mean ones.

And you couldn’t help it, you couldn’t stop looking at them. It felt so cliché, but it was like all of your deepest insecurities about being with Pete were thrown out on the table.

You knew that Pete had a fairly large following, and that a lot of people had really strong feelings about him. You had expected that if and when your relationship went public you would have a lot of people watching you, scrutinizing you. But you didn’t care because Pete was worth it.

Now you weren’t so sure. It wasn’t that you couldn’t handle people talking bad about you, because you definitely could, even if it hurt. You just weren’t expecting the amount of people comparing you to Ariana or saying that Pete could do so much better.

And it only bothered you so much because you felt it too. Your inner demons loved to remind you that Pete had dated Ariana fucking Grande and now he’s dating you. Anyone could see an obvious downgrade.

You turned your phone off and threw it on the opposite side of the bed, trying to think positive thoughts. “I am in control of my own thoughts and emotions. I am catching my negative thoughts and fixing them.” You murmured your therapist’s mantra to yourself, but it was too late. The thoughts had already taken hold of your mind.

Your eyes started to water as you could feel the heavy feeling in your chest set in. You pulled the hood over your head, pulling the straps to hide as much of your face as possible, and pulling your knees to your chest. You laid like that for a while, tears falling as doubts ran through your head. Once you had effectively exhausted your thoughts, you went numb. Your tears had stopped, but you couldn’t move. This wasn’t an unfamiliar feeling, but it sure wasn’t pleasurable.

There was a sort of buzzing throughout your body, almost like the feeling when your foot falls asleep, but everywhere. It seemed to block out your sound, as you didn’t hear the basement door open. You only knew that Pete was home when he sat beside you on the bed, pulling the hood off your face.

“There’s my beautiful girl.” He smiled at you. You tried your best to fake one back, but you honestly couldn’t find the energy. Pete pulled you so you were sitting up, back pressed against his front. His arms wrapped around your middle as he pressed a kiss to your temple. “What’s goin on?” He murmured against your skin.

“Did you see them?” You asked, your voice quiet and hoarse.

Pete let out a sigh, “Yeah, I saw them.” He paused, his hold on you getting tighter, like he was making sure you couldn’t leave. “I’m sorry baby. I know you didn’t want it to be a whole big thing.”

You turned your head to face him, “It’s not that. I really don’t mind that people know. We weren’t trying to hide anything.”

He smiled, “Yeah, I know I just- it was nice having this to ourselves.”

He wanted to hide you. He’s embarrassed of you.

Your inner dialogue never seemed to shut up.

You turned away from Pete, trying to hide the tears forming in your eyes. “Yeah.” You whispered.

“What’s wrong, you’re still upset.” He rocked you in his arms, kissing the top of your head. You shrugged in response, not trusting yourself to talk. “You can talk to me, y’know.”

You nodded, leaning further into Pete’s chest. “People found my Instagram.” You murmured, looking down and tracing the arrow tattoo on his hand.

“Whaddya mean? I thought it was public?” He furrowed his eyebrows.

You sighed, wishing you hadn’t said anything. “Yeah, it is. But after all the articles people started following me and shit.”

“I would ask how that’s a problem but I deleted my Instagram so I can’t really talk.” You could tell he was trying to make you feel better, but you couldn’t seem to get out of your haze.

You shook your head, deciding to drop the matter. “It’s not, I’m just being overdramatic.” You sighed, putting on a fake smile and facing him fully. “Wanna watch a movie?” You asked, trying to change the topic.

He gave you the I-know-you’re-bullshitting-me look, which made you look down. “Something’s bothering you, Y/N. And you’re trying to pretend it doesn’t because you think your feelings aren’t valid, but they are.” He tilted his head, trying to meet your eyes that were still trained on the bedsheets below you.

“Where’d you learn that one?” You chuckled half-heartedly.

“Rehab part 2” he smiled, hand coming to your jaw to tilt your head up. “C’mon, talk to me. I wanna help.”

You huffed, moving towards the opposite side of the bed where your phone laid. You opened it, finding your Instagram, and showing him the comments. His eyebrows furrowed as he scrolled through the comments. When he decided he’d had enough he put your phone down, grabbing your waist and lifting you onto his lap so you were essentially straddling him.

He leaned his forehead against your own, your noses touching. “That’s all bullshit, you know that, right?”

You looked down, biting your lip. “Y/N you’re the most amazing, most beautiful woman I’ve ever met, okay? I’m in love with you, not anyone else.” Pete’s eyes were searching yours, trying to figure out what was going on in your head.

“I know.” You sighed, “It’s just hard to be with you and not compare myself to her. And then all these people started to do it too, and they kept saying that you could do so much better and you can. So, I dunno I guess I just kind of spiraled.”

Pete captured your lips in a long, passionate kiss. “Y/N. There is literally no better than you. I can’t do better because you are the best woman I have ever loved. “

You pulled Pete in for another kiss. “Thank you, Pete. I love you.”

“I love you too. If this happens again, I want you to call me. I don’t care what I’m doing, I’d drop it all for you.” You smiled, sitting in the arms of the guy you loved. The thoughts didn’t just magically go away, but for a brief moment in time, you were happy.

[tsumucore]

“I just want to be with you all day, every day...” ♡‧₊˚

Request by @artsamber : Scenario where Oikawa and his s/o are in a secret relationship bc she’s kageyama’s older sister and everyone finds out during one of their matches uwu 🥺

Word count: 1.8k

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There was nothing more exhilarating than the atmosphere of a sports event - the throngs of spectators eagerly rushing to claim the seats that would give them the best view, the shrill blow of whistles as referees dictated whether matches were taking a turn for better or for worse, the smell of overpriced street foods wafting through the entire arena as vendors waved over potential customers. However, all of this went unnoticed by you; your attention was on your phone as you impatiently glanced at it for what felt like the umpteenth time.

You were planning to meet up with your boyfriend to wish him luck - the way you always did before all of his matches. When he finally texted you the meeting spot, you were marching towards your destination with a purpose. You pushed through the crowd as politely as you could, before ultimately giving up and breaking into a borderline jog to your agreed meeting spot - a utility closet located on the outskirts of the building. By the time you reached the door, you gave yourself a second to catch your breath and fix your hair before pushing it open.

“It’s about time,” a familiar voice lilted at your arrival. Before your eyes had even adjusted to the incredibly dim lighting, you immediately launched yourself into your lover’s arms and buried your face in his jersey as the scent of his cologne filled your senses to the brim.

“I missed you so much, Tooru.”

“Y/N,” he murmured as he tilted your chin up and kissed you gently. “We just saw each other a few days ago.” He moved both of his hands to cup your face and kissed you a few more times before slowly migrating to your jaw and down your neck.

“I know,” you sighed contentedly as you relished in the feeling of his soft lips pressing against your delicate skin. “But it’s not enough… I just want to be with you all day, every day.” His lips stopped moving on your neck as his chocolate-brown eyes looked up at you with curiosity.

“We could, you know. We could just tell everyone about us - we wouldn’t have to sneak around anymore, and we would be together whenever we pleased!” You had to admit that it sounded tempting, but the rational part of your brain told you to hold your horses.

“Tooru, you know why we can’t do that. For God’s sake, you’re playing against my brother in twenty minutes. Considering your history with him, I don’t think he would necessarily be our biggest fan,” you ran your hand through his soft hair, silently willing him to resume his kisses. He didn’t. Instead, he stepped away from you.

“We’re not dating him; we’re dating each other. Whatever qualms Tobio has about us shouldn’t matter. I mean, obviously they matter, because he’s your brother. But at the end of the day, we shouldn’t let what others say keep us from being with each other,” his voice was rising higher and higher as his cheeks grew flushed and his eyes held an intense expression.

“And what if everything backfires? What if Tobio starts hating me? What if it only becomes that much harder for us to be together? What if-” Your ramblings ceased to continue as Oikawa closed the distance between you and rested one hand on the small of your back while the other stroked your cheek with the gentlest touch.

“I have faith in our relationship. I think you should too.”

Your eyes widened as he gazed at you with the most loving expression you had ever seen him wear. As much as you feared the consequences of making your relationship known to the rest of the world, you realized that it wasn’t fair to Oikawa - you were stifling him, in a sense. Your internal deliberation gradually came to an end as you felt yourself relent to him.

“This really means a lot to you, doesn’t it?” Now it was your turn to bring your hands up, cradling his face.

“More than anything,” he beamed. Your heart melted at the sight of his elated expression, and you sighed before kissing him once more.

You felt as though you could stay here with him, in this dingy utility closet, with its single lightbulb and musty air, forever. However, you didn’t forget that time was ticking, and he had a game to be at in about ten minutes. You took his hands in yours and kissed his knuckles for luck, the way you did before all of his matches. With one last embrace, you parted ways - he was on his way to a very last-minute warmup, while you were on your way to hunting for the best leftover seat you could find.

The match between the two teams was eventful - at least, it felt that way for you. This was the first time you had ever watched a game between your brother’s school and your boyfriend’s school; needless to say, you cheered for both. You ignored the confused and occasionally dirty looks that were being thrown at you from spectators; it didn’t matter - you were here to proudly support them both, regardless of the outcome.

However, all matches demanded a winner, and this one chose Karasuno. It was an intense game, and although Seijoh had put up an impressively ruthless fight, they ended up losing the last set by two points. You felt your heart swell as you watched Kageyama get absolutely dog-piled on by his teammates, and you felt your stomach churn as you switched your gaze to Oikawa’s crestfallen demeanor while he led the rest of the team to bow in thanks for the audience.

After both teams left and the court was starting to be prepped for the next match, you proceeded to make your way to a hallway near the locker rooms, where you knew the teams typically congregated when they weren’t playing. As you meandered through the crowd and turned the corner, you were immediately greeted with the sight of both teams standing around and talking amongst themselves as they waited for the locker rooms to be unlocked. Karasuno were excitedly chattering away and jumping on each other, while Seijoh were much quieter, murmuring to themselves as they tried not to focus on the rambunctious bunch next to them.

You approached Kageyama, pulling him in for a hug and ignoring his faltering protests. It was apparent that although he was acting as if your affection was annoying him, he secretly appreciated it. You congratulated the rest of the members as their giddiness enveloped you. As the elder sister of their beloved setter, you naturally earned their respect. While Tanaka and Nishinoya were practically tripping over themselves as they fought over who would get to hold “Big-sis Y/N-chan’s” bag, your eyes drifted over to the other team.

You swallowed thickly as you caught Oikawa’s eye, cheeks heating up under the duress of his strong gaze. All you wanted to do was jump into his arms and comfort him with hugs and kisses; you didn’t give a damn anymore if people saw. You were exhausted with pretending your relationship didn’t exist; your boyfriend needed you right now, and his feelings meant a great deal more to you than what others thought. Before your brain could process what was even happening, your legs were moving quickly to where he stood and your arms were flinging themselves around his neck.

His arms promptly wrapped themselves around you in response and his lips curled into a smile. “Thank you, love,” he whispered into your ear.

You stayed like this for a few seconds before all hell broke loose. Both teams were gaping at you before screaming exclamations at the top of their lungs. Their expressions of disbelief reverberated through the hall, causing random spectators to stare curiously at them.

However, no one’s voice could match the sheer volume of Kageyama’s. He was shouting your name, and then Oikawa’s name, and then your name, and then Oikawa’s again and again and again. He marched up to the two of you, with Tanaka and Nishinoya hot on his heels, and got right in your boyfriend’s face. At this point, he didn’t say anything - he just stared at him with the most vicious glare you’d ever seen cloud his face. Oikawa stood his ground and stared directly back, with his hand in yours the entire time. You gritted your teeth and stepped directly between them, lightly pushing Kageyama back with one hand while the other remained intertwined with Oikawa’s.

“Tobio, please,” you said to him in the most soothing voice you could muster. “I understand that this may come as a surprise to you, but-”

“A surprise? Y/N, this is ridiculous! Him?” It was almost as if he was questioning himself instead of you.

“Tobio,” you spoke in the same gentle, soothing tone as before. “I understand this is a lot to take in - no, don’t scoff at me like that - but Tooru and I are together now. It’s okay if you need time to adjust to this, but it’s ultimately happening. I promise you, this is the happiest I’ve ever been. So, can you please give this a chance for me?”

Kageyama’s scowl was still etched on his face, but his eyes softened just the tiniest bit, and when you saw that, you knew everything would be okay. “The happiest you’ve ever been?” he asked you slowly.

“Ever,” you beamed.

Your brother’s seething expression gradually melted into a mildly grumpy one, which you could accept. “I still don’t like it,” he muttered as he looked at the ground. “But if you’re happy, who am I to stop that?”

You threw your arms around him as you chanted your thanks to him over and over again.

“Tobio, you’ve grown so much,” Oikawa commented which earned him a glare in his direction. His tone suddenly deepened as he proclaimed, “And now I need you to know that I’ll take care of her.”

At this, Kageyama appeared to be taken aback as he stammered out a “right.”

During this entire “soap opera” moment, as you mentally dubbed it, you had completely disregarded the audience that was practically eating up every word being exchanged between the three of you. A wave of embarrassment suddenly crashed over you, causing you to lower your gaze and instinctively clutch onto Oikawa’s arm. He understood at once and turned to his team, announcing that there was nothing to see anymore and to enter the now unlocked locker rooms already before they stank up the place. At this, Karasuno also began to awkwardly disperse; some entering the locker room, some leaving for the restroom - anywhere else away from this hall was preferable.

Kageyama began to turn on his heel to follow his teammates, but before he was able to take a step, you grabbed onto his hand and squeezed it. He squeezed back, causing you to smile before finally releasing him. It was now just you and Oikawa left to yourselves.

“We did it,” you beamed up at him. “You were right about everything. I’m just so… at peace now.”

“Now the world finally knows you’re mine,” he teased before pressing a feather-light kiss on the tip of your nose. “Now I can be with you all day, every day.”

.°•  rules  ₊˚•.  masterlist  .°•

[endoyamato]

HOW TO LIVE ON ~400BGN A MONTH (in bulgaria) (if you live alone+one pet)

this is a small guide i decided to put together for people in Bulgaria (or other countries who are poor, don't get paid a lot, live in capital cities etc). please note that i am privileged enough so that i live alone but i DONT PAY BILLS besides my phone bill and internet bill (which are altogether ~70lv). from what i understand though water+electric bill is around ~100lv so this guide should still help. i also have the privilege of having a full-time job that pays more than the above, but i was in a very tight spot a few months ago (and a couple of times last year), so i have this as a sure way to manage to survive until it gets better. therefore, my tips are for such a situation. i understand my privilege, but i hope this can still help people!

all currency will be in LV/BGN, as it is focused on Bulgaria. but you can probably still use some tips if you live elsewhere!

so, due to some stuff with the bank that i won't get into, a few months ago i was at -200lv in my bank account - i had some money saved+i took commissions, and i was able to cover that amount so that i was back to 0, but unfortunately that happened right before a trip i had to the UK. if you've ever been to the UK, esp London, you know it's expensive as fuck for everyone else. so for only one weekend, i ended up spending around 500-600lv (for hotel+food+tickets). which meant that i barely could manage for two-three months, because i was always short around 500-600lv (i only recovered this month - and that happened in may!).

the moment you get money, divide it into envelopes, each labelled for a specific purpose! for me, it's like this:

CAT - 50lv PHONE/INTERNET - 50lv (back then i paid less for phone lol)* MEDICATION (bc i have to buy+take meds) - 50lv GROCERIES  - 150lv

that way, everything can come up to 300lv. *do NOT use text messaging services on your phone because those are pricy AS FUCK. and try to avoid calling 0700 numbers bc last time i racked up a +10lv bill just from that. try to use internet (mobile internet is cheap and limitless) as much as you can for everything. get viber, whatsapp, fb messaging, etc.

if you shop in a supermarket like Billa, Billa has cards. GET A CARD. they're free to make, and some products are cheaper that way, especially in the bigger supermarkets. i don't shop at Lidl, so i don't know if they have such a program. if you can, shop in a local small store - they're usually a little cheaper than supermarkets! buying in bulk from a small store can be embarrassing, but last time i went for basic groceries it was around 20lv.

things to buy that last a long time and are cheap:

- rice - pasta - ready to go noodles - eggs - soup - bread, but NOT WHITE. white bread molds really fast even in the fridge, so you'll end up throwing away half a package of bread after a week. - potatoes - FRESH vegetables* (tomatoes and cucumbers mainly, i can only eat cherry tomatoes which are more expensive but it's still ok because i buy a bunch and then just eat them over the course of a week) - krenvirshi, put them in the freezer

*if you are easily distracted and forgettable/have depression and low energy, do not buy frozen vegetables. i can't stress this enough. you will put them outside to unfreeze, then forget or feel too tired to cook them, and by the next day they will have to be thrown out. buy fresh vegetables and put them ALL in the fridge.

- if you find any, corn on the cob instead of in a can. put it in the FREEZER. in stalls outside (not in supermarkets), i've seen a package of 6 corns for ~4lv. they are more filling than a can of corn, and about 5 cobs last longer than a can, which lasts about 2 days and is more expensive overall.

i don't eat beans or 90% of dairy products, so i can't give advice on that!

- frozen meat, always try to look at the prices first of course. try to buy in broika instead of a package of a few. - spreadable cheese, try to avoid Philadelphia as it is more expensive. - try to avoid stuff like lukanki as they're usually pricy and can't last super long (in my experience at least) - olives - jars of pickled stuff, as they usually last a long time - frozen nuggets

try to avoid snacks like chips and cookies, but you can buy obiknoveni biskviti for pretty cheap!

now, if you are way too tired to cook or make something, here is a list of things you can eat outside that aren't that pricy: - avoid mcdonalds. i know it's tempting and seems "cheap" but it really isn't, and it's not very filling either - instead, go to KFC - they have something called a Street Box, that has a few pieces of meat+corn or a small salad i think for 2-3lv, and it can be a meal for two days. generally if you buy a KFC menu, you can divide it between 2-3 days - there is a hummusbar place in sofia around Popa, which seems pretty expensive but it's very filling and it can last 2-3 days if you save it properly. the thing i always get is around 11lv. - in smaller stores (not supermarkets) you can sometimes find sandwiches which are in a pack of 2. i personally can't eat mixed so i take the one with only kashkaval+lukanka, and it lasts 2 days. - a place on pl. makedonia offers really good grilled food for like... 3lv for a sald+meat+a bread. next to it there is a chinese place that’s again around 2-3lv a portion. around the same area there’s a tiny bar where things are expensive except a box of hummus which is 1.50lv and lasts a couple of days, but don’t buy bread with it bc that’ll raise the price by a lot. just get the hummus.

generally avoid restaurants and fast food places though, if you can. if you do go, try to leave something to take home.

if you have a pet like a cat, and it doesn't require special food (in which case unfortunately i don't have advice - my dog can eat only very special very expensive food, so obviously the expenses will be higher, but my mom takes care of my dog so), still don't buy the cheapest supermarket brand. be kind to your pet. don't buy it the level of food you yourself wouldn't eat. i usually buy cat pouches, and give my cat 1/2 of it daily + dry food, which he leaves in his bowl for the next few days. for dry food, i TRY to buy bulk that lasts about a month and costs around 13lv, but due to a bad back i can't always do that, so buy whatever you think is best. cat toilet, there is a brand that you can throw in your own toilet and lasts a month and a half for ~7lv, it’s called CITY PETS, silver protect. unfortunately bigger/expensive pet stores won’t have it, so you might have to look around neighborhood ones. i’ve discovered it lasts a REALLY long time. 50lv should be enough.

whatever you have left over at the end of the month in those envelopes, save and put towards next month's expenses. or buy yourself a starbucks because you deserve it!

if anyone has suggestions/corrections, please feel free to add stuff!