#who even likes that annoying thing wasn't it universally hated on twitter???

[royalgardensnake]

((I think I maaay have to consider who I'm following or what tags I use just because tumblr's For You page is a mess and it put triggering stuff on my dashboard and I got a low-key panic attack I haven't had the likes of which in a long, long time.

I just suddenly started crying, without really grasping why [too dissociated from feelings and repressed memories, aha], and wound up with a crushing weight on my chest for… nearly two and a half hours now?!

I'm trying to relieve it with my usual methods [Quran recitation, etc.], but while it lessened, it's unfortunately still there and a little hard to breathe and not fun.))

[shysuccubusstuff]

Dilf! Sylus pt. 1

Content: Headcanons + some longer parts ♡; Age gap + mention of child abuse (not made by Sylus, of course) + alcohol taking + consensual/dubcon (alcohol intake on both sides).

Summary: After graduating university, you've been looking for a stable job for several months, but for the moment, you just have to content yourself with working as a nanny during the summer holidays. Who would have thought that you would meet such a hot and single (did I already say hot?) dad that would require your services?

Note: I just remembered the fanarts done by someone in Twitter with the boys as dilfs, these fanarts together with some Lana del Rey unreleased songs got me hyped for him... Wish I could see an even older Sylus... he's already hot af tho. I keep saying that I have a bunch of stuff almost ready but I never post it, talk about being like a man (jk depending on how you take the joke). Still, I hope everyone is having a nice week. This video just popped on my tl, hope anyone finds it funny!

Note 2: I'm lowkey scared that some parts are just too corny/cringy... I have no real idea how an older Sylus would speak with some woman that has around... 10? years less than him. Let me know if you want a pt. 2 + the same prompt with other LI!!

You had graduated several months ago, and yeah, of course you knew that finding a job would be the easiest thing in the world, but come on, your area wasn't even THAT full. How was it possible that you were almost the only one that didn't find a job after graduating? You were laying in bed, scrolling through your phone as you kept complaining in your mind. Suddenly, your phone rang, making you almost fall to the floor, quickly taking the call with the hope of getting the job.

"Hello?" You were able to hear some faint sounds in the background, some running around, together with a few giggles.

"... Yes, sorry. I was just busy with something. I call because of your advertisement, the one about working as a nanny?" Suddenly, you heard the deep and velvety voice of a man, even if that voice sounded slightly tired.

"Sure! I'm available for all the week, including weekends. I can even stay at your house if you prefer it that way, I do have to say that the rate does get a bit--"

"That's ok, I don't mind paying as much as you want as long as you do your job appropietly. We can meet this weekend to present them to you, if you are able, of course."

"Yes! Sure, let's meet that day, maybe in the morning?"

"Then that's settled. Thank you, let's meet in a couple days." The man hanged the call, barely allowing you to wave him goodbye. Well, at least that was somewhat solved... right?

The week went fast, with you barely moving around apart from buying groceries or spending your time with some not so interesting game as you complained about your boring holiday with your closest friend. Before you know it, you were already getting ready for that meeting, with your hands starting to sweat a bit as you tried to imagine the kind of children that man could have. Oh God, what if they were the annoying kind? The ones that mess with you cause they hate all their nannies, always acting up and... Wait, just calm yourself, it can't be that bad... right? You grabbed your bag, carrying all the documents that you may or may not need as you kept repeating into your head that there was no way that you would have such bad luck.

You finally entered the café, your hands still sweating a bit as you tried to guess who was the man that had called you. That question was quickly answered, as there was only a single man with not only one, but two children. The two small boys were busy sketching some stuff, with both of them sometimes talking to each other, with the man sometimes answering to them while he took a few sips from the coffee cup. You made your way to the table, clenching your bag as you kept telling yourself to calm down.

"Hi! I'm the nanny, we spoke a few days ago, I don't know if you remember me?" The man's gaze slowly moved from his children drawings to you, his gaze turning much cooler as soon as he stopped looking at them.

"Yes, I do remember you, do you want something to drink while we talk?" You sat down, trying your best not to stumble on your words while you tried to think as fast as possible, your hands lending him the papers that proved that this was not the first time you had worked as a nanny.

"Thank you, I don't want anything, we can just talk like this... I mean, if you want!" The man lifted his brow a bit, perhaps a bit taken aback by your nervous movements, his eyes quickly scanning through the documents.

"That is fine. My name is Sylus. These are my children, Luke and Kieran. Luke is the one on the left, Kieran is the one on the right." The children moved to look at you, both of their faces with several scars that went up their face and arms. The sight made you shiver a bit, but seeing how the two of them were completely calm, you chose to wait in case there was something wrong going on. "They are 8 years old. You will have to work from Monday to Friday, I have to plan the weekends, as it depends on the week. I will make sure to pay you accordingly, of course, you will have bonuses the days that you are asked to stay. I don't require you to teach them nor make any housework, just to take care of them. I would pay you around 25$ the hour, I hope that is enough?" You almost choked on your own spit, trying your best not to act surprised. This was not the first time you had worked for some rich family around town, and yeah, he may be the hottest guy you had ever seen, but you just had to focus on your work. Maybe you could even make it your full time job if you did it correctly?

"There's no problem! I just need to know when should I start working, well, as well as where the house is." As you kept speaking, the two small children got down their chairs, moving closer to you.

"So... when will you start living with us?" Luke rest his face on your leg, with Kieran following him close by. Guess this was their way of greeting you?

Dilf! Sylus who is away most of the day, arriving at late hours at night when both Luke and Kiera are already asleep. He arrives on his motorbike, parking it on the garage, entering the house in complete silence except the sound of the keys being left on the entrance. You had already noticed that this was indeed a routine, as the twins already let you know on the first days you were there. You were barely able to hear him as your room was quite close to the staircase, hearing his soft steps on the carpet as he made his way to his bedroom.

Dilf! Sylus who had no kind of photos or paintings of his (possibly) late wife. The whole house was neatly decorated with mostly dark colours, with the childrens' room being the only exception, as they were the ones that had chosen their own furniture. It took you a few weeks to find out that the two boys had been adopted by Sylus several years ago after they arrived to his door barefoot, with their limbs and faces even more scarred than now. Despite the traumatic experience, the two children seemed mostly fine, even if it was clear that they were extremely anxious the second one of them got separated from the other.

Dilf! Sylus who sometimes arrives in the morning, as always, he leaves the keys on the entrance, rushing to the children's room so he could kiss their forehead, with the two of them hugging him by the neck, allowing him to carry the two of them, each with one arm to the kitchen, where he allowed them to sit as he started making breakfast. These days weren't common, but each time he arrived, you were able to see just how much he cared for Luke and Kieran, with Sylus even spending a few hours playing around with them before leaving to work once more. At first, you tried to avoid interrupting them, choosing to stay silent as you helped him make breakfast or simply tidying up after the twins. That was until the three of them started to open themselves to you, with Luke and Kieran beginning to introduce you on their private chats, even getting to the point in which you were able to see what resembled a smile on Sylus' face. This marked the beginning of the closer relationship between the two.

Dilf! Sylus who begins to have more free time. And despite this would usually mean a reduction on your working hours, this changed nothing, except the small trips with the three of them. The trips started as short outings to the park, sometimes to a restaurant around town. Then, the trips became longer, with the four of you spending a couple days on different countries, as Sylus worked, having to meet with different people while the three of you spending your time by walking around the different cities.

Dilf! Sylus who starts to spend more time alone with you. Inviting you to his private gym in case you had some free time while the twins were sleeping, together with even allowing you to help him test the condition of his motorbike. It had been clear since the start that Sylus was in no way feeble, as you often saw him carrying Luke and Kieran while all of you played together. But it was then, when he was too busy checking every single element of his motorbike, with him simply wearing a tight sleeveless t-shirt, allowing you to see just how much time he spent keeping his body as fit as possible.

"Like what you see?" Sylus' eyes were once again focused on you, his hands slightly tainted by the motor oil, some even staining his face.

"I was just-- Sorry" You felt your face heat up, your eyes starting to move around the garage trying to find anything to focus on.

"No need to excuse yourself, sweetie. I understand, can you help me a bit with this? It seems that I need to check this thoroughly."

Dilf! Sylus who begins to make the work harder for you, with him sometimes rubbing against you as he passed by, making you blush just from remembering the veins on his arms and hands as he worked out. The sexual tension between the two finally came to an end the night the two of you found each other in the living room. Sylus had just arrived, his cloak still being carried under his arm.

"Good night, I didn't expect company so late at night, tell me, would you mind accompanying me for some alcohol?" You bit your lip, still not sure on what to do, before you answered him, Sylus added: "Don't worry, the boys won't be up until maybe around 12, they spent all their energy playing with their friends."

"I suppose it would be ok then, just a bit, ok? I'm not that good with alcohol..." Sylus nodded, going to the kitchen and coming back with two small glasses, together with a bottle of tequila, salt and a few slices of lemon. He had already changed into more comfortable clothes, with him only wearing some expensive smock that looked perhaps a bit too short for your own safety.

"How about we play some cards while we drink? The one who loses will have to drink." You knew that wasn't the best choice for you, but how could you refuse when he was already smirking as if he had already won?

Before you were able to notice it, the bottle of tequile was almost finished, both of your faces being as red as a tomato.

"Come on! Just accept your defeat already, afraid that someone younger than you is better than you?" You smiled, your left hand moving the liquid inside the small glass while you kept glancing at the cards on your right hand.

"Oh? Someone has gotten bolder now, do you always talk to your bosses like that?" Sylus left his glass on the table, smirking while he left the cards fall on the table, resting his head on his left arm. "Just so you know, I have no kind of insecurity regarding my age, sweetie."

"You sure? I mean, you work out a bit too much for someone--"

"I have no idea why would you assume that, the fact that I work out a lot is merely due to the fact that my job--" Sylus stopped himself, taking a deep breath before going on. "That is just because of some requirements that I have to meet in order to keep my position." You looked a bit confused, not realising until then that you had never wondered why did he always arrive so late. Still, the alcohol was still running down your veins, making it difficult to even realise the possible danger of it.

"Suuuure, let's just say I believe you. Why would an old man like you need to stay as fit? Are you sure that you're not planning on wooing some naïve girl into your claws?" You laughed, taking a small sip out of the glass.

"Maybe I want to do just that." Sylus' gaze darkened, his usual dangerous aura coming back to him as his crimson eyes pierced your face. "Maybe I should do just that, I'm sure I would be able to teach some wild kitten just how she is supposed to behave to be considered a good girl." You felt a shiver being sent through your whole body, the hair on your arms stooding up as your face flushed from the tone Sylus had used in those last few words. Sylus chuckled at your reaction, taking once again his glass from the table and playfully moving the ice cubes within his glass that was now filled with some old whisky he had taken from the cabinet. "I was just messing around, no need to act all coy now, we have been in much more intimate situations, am I wrong, sweetie?" Sylus took a small sip of whisky, changing the way he sat to one that made the cloth rode up allowing you to catch a timid glimpse of his underwear. Feeling as you were being tested on purpose, you quickly rose from the couch, thanking the courage given by the alcohol as you suddenly pressed your lips against his, your body clamping against his bare chest.

What first began as a one sided kiss was soon reciprocated, with Sylus soon taking the lead of it, his rough hands positioning on your hip, his thumbs making small circles around the area as his tongue suddenly entered your mouth, the meek kiss soon turning into a lewd one, the room now filled with wet noises together with soft moans and whimpers.

Just as you were starting to feel slightly light-headed, Sylus got away from you, moving his right hand towards your face and caressing your cheek with extreme care. "Guess I made a mistake. It seems this wild kitten is very much aware of what she is capable to do to me." You bashfuly locked eyes with him, encountering one of the softest looks you had ever seen. "I would have liked it more if this had happened on a better occasion, one in which you had enough courage to do all these bold moves without relying on a silly game." Sylus smiled, his eyes still fixed on you, making you feel even more flushed as you could clearly tell just how much he had been holding back from doing anything inappropriate. "Let me take you to bed, I think we should talk about this... change in our relationship tomorrow, when both of us are fully aware of what all of this means." Sylus lifted you with ease, opening the door with one of his legs and soon arriving to your bedroom, suddenly changing the way he held you so he could acommodate the sheets. Before you could say anything, he covered your body, planting a tendeer kiss on your forehead. "Sleep tight, I hope you won't regret anything tomorrow, sweetie."

[faithandbuffy]

S-U-N for the fandom alphabet ask

Thank you!!

S - Show us an example of your personal headcanon (prompts optional but encouraged)

My fave headcanon is that buffy and faith have a stronger connection than the show lets on, and that they share dreams on a semi frequent basis, also that faith felt it when buffy died

U - Three favorite characters from three different fandoms, and why they’re your favorites.

disregarding faith and buffy because duh, these are first three that popped into my head.

sameen shaw from person of interest because i find her personality so intriguing and i could think about how she "doesn't care" but really intensely cares for hours.

adora from she-ra. like? it's a kids cartoon but adora has so much depth and i'm a sucker for the weight-of-the-world hero archetype. the voice acting elevates her, she's the funniest character in the show, and her arc in s5 is so so good. also she has big sword big muscles.

amalia true from the nevers, which i think 3 people on the planet watched. she's from the future, she can see the future, she's hench as fuck, she has this intense sense of duty to something she doesn't even really understand. her dynamic with pretty much every character is super interesting, i love when she lets her guard down a little and i'm forever mad i don't live in a parallel universe where the nevers wasn't created by an asshole and ran for more than 12 episodes.

N - Name three things you wish you saw more of in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice).

okay i don't often give my opinions about the doctor who fandom in general because it tends to cause unwanted discourse but i will take the opportunity now bc i've thought about this stuff a lot.

first of all I wish there was more grace given to the show before a series has even aired. like now there's all these people getting annoyed about things in the new series that we haven't even seen yet, and it the episodes might be really good, we don't know! and i don't mean the bigots complaining about it being woke, i mean the actual fans! so many people were up in arms about david tennant coming back before the specials had even come out! trust the process and hope for the best!

second wish is that people realise multiple takes about a character or episode can coexist. the one that comes to mind is the whole human nature/family of blood debate. was the way martha was treated in these eps racist by the show runner and by the characters within the show? yes. was it also done intentionally to feed into her overall arc of recognising her own self worth and culminating in her leaving the doctor because she realises she should be treated better? also yes! just because one is true doesn't mean the other is not also a valid point and you don't always have to take a side as long as you recognise the racist implications and don't steamroll black fans when they rightfully critique these aspects. the same thing goes for pretty much anything to do with moffat as a show runner - you can recognise his misogynistic writing patterns without throwing out his whole era lol.

and third wish is that the fandom on the whole are more positive about the show in general. the whole reason i left twitter was because i think the majority of fans were getting bogged down in hating on various aspects of the show over and over while barely talking about bits they actually liked! i think valid criticism is one thing, but it gets to a point where you just wanna say "if you hate this aspect so much, why are you devoting so much time and brain power to hating on it!" the show has so much to love over its long history that it makes a far more enjoyable fandom experience to focus on the bits you love and just limit your engagement with the bits you don't like. fandom is supposed to be fun, you should not be getting this angry over 3 series of a 39 series show fr.

[dreadfuldevotee]

Like I love Star Wars, I have to begin this statement by saying Star Wars is a genuine joy of my life and when its good it means Everything and even when it kinda fucking sucks I still love it. MY ISSUE is that everyone is fucking insufferable. Star Wars fans are some of the most annoying people I've ever had the misfortune of talking to. I can name every person I can stand to have a extended conversation with where we are both giving thoughts and opinions on One Hand. The fans across the board, are joyless and nhilistic and I'm convinced half the people who talk about SW hate it because you're not having fun, nothing is good enough if its not the exact version that exists in their head and I just couldn't do it anymore. Even people who I agreed with and thought their criticism are valid just! where is your joy! Why are you here if you hate it so much??

So I took a fucking break! The Ahsoka Discourse took me out and I wanted a different all consuming black hole of sci-fi to swallow me whole. And it was either DW or Star Trek but between Good Omens putting David Tennant all over my TL and a trip through my universities theater archives reminding me how much I adored Antigone and Jodie and Christopher's performances in it, I choose here! And honestly I don't know why I wasn't into this show sooner, like I was here on tumblr since late 2013, idk how I missed the bus but it doesn't matter. But, I come on here and twitter and tiktok and it's just the same shit. Like the discourse is near identical, the terms are just different but they're the same! And I come on here and its like "Oh boy I can't want to talk about the parts of this show I find enjoyable and the things that I find interesting, I sure hope I don't have to wade against waves of hate from every fucking angle again because you're all sad little losers sucking some random white guy's dick" I don't know WHHYYYYY I'm surprised that that's exactly what it is!

Its such a shame I really really enjoy fandom, in the sense of: creativity and fan creations and discussion and theory and just general comradery but also I think if I have to see another person who only writes "critical" think pieces on 13 but is balls deep into 10 or 11 I am going to start screaming, I think. Like I'm not the first person to say it and I won't be the last but its not about thinking its perfect, ever. And maybe its because her era just ended and it'll cool off but I DON'T KNOW!!! I think about how people still kick around sequel trilogy discourse like the movies came out yesterday and I've lived through fucking years of "Jedi Attachment Rule" fighting and I Think I'm Too Old For This Now. But I'm also an attention whore and I need people who are also in the well but Also I think hate all of you. I don't know.

I need to go back in time and strangle myself for jumping ship from Star Wars to Doctor Who thinking literally anything would be better. pick up anything else dear lord alive

[enderwoah]

okay so a game theory on current dream smp lore being written/having the information given by a fan is such a cool idea but could also lead to horrific scenarios.

here's a compilation of the worst cases.

he hires a c!tommy apologist: you cant get more than three minutes of the video without them bringing up the fact that "he was sixteen!" it's never established in the video that tommy was known for committing crimes and being a little goblin child (affectionate). they spin it so he didn't even burn george's house down, he just stole One Singular Inc Sac and tubbo exiled him.

he hires someone who has never watched a bbh/antfrost/puffy/foolish lore stream in their life: the egg plot is said to be irrelevant, to have sprung up out of generally nowhere and interrupted plot, and/or have shallow reasons for the characters to do what they do. you dm the person that gave the information/wrote it on twitter after the video is released. they don't know that bbh and skeppy have lost a canon life. they dont know that foolish is puffy's son. "i thought puffy's son was dream?"

he hires someone who has never watched a ranboo lore stream in their life: "enderwalk is kind of one of ranboo's alters or his other side, it's completely different from him" OR "enderwalk is a violent, evil version of ranboo" OR "enderwalk is still technically ranboo, but far more subject to dream's manipulation Oh Yeah And Dream Is Mind-Controlling him." they mention that enderwalk might kill tubbo or michael.

he hires someone who only watches tommy's point of view: "technoblade betrayed him completely out of nowhere, tubbo abandoned tommy completely, ranboo replaced tubbo but also we love ranboo because of exile and only exile. philza minecraft is so bad, we hate him. wilbur soot is the most manipulative person in this known universe."

he hires someone who came to the lore in season two and hasnt caught up on any streams prior: "lmanburg started as a country only made for people to escape tyranny. also wilbur soot is the most manipulative person ever, he gaslighted and mentally absued tommy in the pogtopia arc (i think???) (was it called pogtopia) (it was pogtopia right) (idk i wasn't there)."

he hires someone who knows nothing (NOTHING) about c!tubbo outside of tommy POV: they say that tubbo is not good at roleplay. they cite his initial reaction to tommy's death as proof. they say that his character is pretty basic and doesn't seem to be affected by the massive amounts of trauma that he should have. they call him tommy's sidekick and seem to imply that he is only an asset for other people's storylines to grow. the like/dislike ratio on the video is 3:74.

he hires a c!dream apologist: the video is about fifteen minutes long. it's just showcasing dream fanart whilst someone narrates over it saying that tommy deserved all the things that came to him because he was annoying and that dream could be excused because he wants the server to just be united and is also hot. the thumbnail for the video is this:

/hyp /lh /t

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[nanaminokanojo]

"Petty" | Oikawa Toru X You

CHAPTER COUNT: 1/1 CHARACTERS: Oikawa Toru X You | Haikyuu Characters (mentions) WORD COUNT: 3,300+ GENRE: fluff | romance | aged-up characters | university au | oneshot TRIGGER WARNING: profanity | strong/mature language | alcohol use SPOILERS: n/a

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photo/fanart credits to @/oikawalovesyouu on Twitter

"He's self-centered but he's insecure so naturally, he's petty."

Oikawa couldn't shake that comment off his head as he slammed yet another ball into the opposing court, aggressively wiping on the sweat on his forehead. The university gym was already deserted with all his teammates gone yet he was still doing jump serves as if he wasn't already so good at it. He just needed an outlet.

In his head, he was already thinking of counter arguments to what he heard being said about him. It was one sentence. One! And yet he was working up all his brain cells to think of a lengthy rebuttal to every single word in that single statement.

First of all, he wasn't self-centered. He doesn't just think about himself, or so he likes to think. He was sensitive enough to read the room most of the time and he can actually bring the best out of his teammates to the highest degree. An insensitive, selfish prick wouldn't be able to do that without proper observation and lack of awareness for others.

Secondly, he didn't think he was insecure. He didn't have to lift a finger to get the attention he wanted, and it was human to feel envy for those who are better than him because there will always be someone better. It’s just an inevitability he has to deal with.

And lastly, he wasn't petty. He's always been reactive, he knew that, but that was just reaction if not retaliation to those who want to belittle him. That's what he thinks anyway.

But why you had to say those things about him as if you were a female version of Iwaizumi – his best friend who seemed to get off of being too cruelly honest and straightforward about what he thought of Oikawa – was something he didn't understand.

Of course, he was aware of your blatant frankness. He loved that about you. You were just very insistent on your individuality and you had very strong opinions which you stood by without regard to anything. Most of the time anyway. He actually got a kick out of people's reactions when you say something without filtering your words especially when you were children, but like they say, it's never funny when one becomes the receiving end of anything negative.

The larger dilemma was that you were the only girl he sincerely liked, so much so that he was willing to lay down his pride just to have you and call you his. Solely and irrevocably his. But if you thought of him that way, then maybe you actually hated him. It bothered him to no end.

"What the hell did I tell you about over-exertion?" Oikawa heard that familiar deep voice from the direction of the entrance, and before he knew it, the ball crate was being wheeled away from him. "Enough. It's off season."

"Just letting off some steam," Oikawa stated, smiling Iwaizumi's way despite himself.

"You can do that at Kuroo's party," the other male said with finality. "Be out in fifteen." His last words were laced with a threat, and Oikawa didn't have a choice but to do as he was told. The former was right. If it's just to vent out, he could definitely do that at the party.

He couldn't be more wrong in his life.

The moment he entered the premises of Kuroo's house, the first thing he saw was you. You came in just after he did, but you bumped against him without even apologizing as you walked ahead, waving at someone else. You saw him there, but you walked off anyway as if you didn't.

"What the actual fuck?" he couldn't help but blurt out when he saw just who you were talking to.

You've always been agreeable to him as his childhood friend, but you were ignoring him on top of saying bad things about him to your friends. And now, you were talking to Ushijima Wakatoshi whom you knew he disliked with a passion.

The male simply got on his nerves for the fact that he was better at him in the sport they both played. Oikawa also hated how much the guy hounded him to join their team back in high school, talking about how he would be better off. Like how is it better to be in the same team as Ushijima was when he would just outshine him?

His mind started to run amok with questions. What could you possibly want from Ushijima? Better yet, what did he want from you? Since when were you even close to him? Oikawa almost wanted to throw up seeing how you were being buddy-buddy with the cold fish of a guy, actually managing to melt his severe expressions into a soft smile. Were you going out with him now? He couldn't take it.

Without thinking, he grabbed the shoulder of the person who was holding a tray of drinks, taking two shot glasses in his hand, and telling the person to stay where he was standing. He was able to down six shots while standing there, but before he could drink more, Iwaizumi came into view.

"What do you think you're doing?" he demanded gruffly, telling the poor guy with the drinks to scram.

"Not now, Iwa," he snapped, walking towards the direction of the stairs, rudely telling everyone to get out of his way.

He stayed there for almost an hour, trying to calm his nerves but ending up going feral over this couple who were making out as they pushed the door to Kuroo's room where he was lying down on the bed. To say that he killed their mood was an understatement as he harshly told them to fuck off. Nobody dared cross him being the famous star athlete that he was at the university you both attended. It was, however, useless if he finds himself losing even outside of court to Ushijima who was his equivalent in the neighboring school when it comes to volleyball. It left him with a bitter taste at the recesses of his mouth.

When he finally emerged from the room, deciding to get more drinks, he was still in a foul mood, glaring at anyone who would get in his way towards the kitchen. But his plan was all but forgotten when he saw you standing by the archway that led to the kitchen, leaning there as you nursed a plastic cup against your chest.

For the first time that night, he was actually seeing how beautiful you were, dressed in a crop top and tight-fitting jeans which were tattered in most places. As per usual, you were stuck in your own bubble, bobbing your head to the music as if you weren't aware of all the adoring looks you were getting. Well, you were a person who didn't know her strengths and denied them when he tells you. It was just unfair how he always has nice things to say about you but you didn't think the same way about him.

He closed the distance between the two of you, placed his forearm above your head, towering over you, that infamous smirk plastered on his face.

"Hey, baby," he said in a low tone, leaning down until your faces were just inches from one another.

"Hello, darling," you returned, smiling slightly. "I've been looking for you, but Iwa said you ran off somewhere."

"Have you now?" He eyed you seriously. "Weren't you just ignoring me a while ago for Ushijima?"

He wasn't able to elicit the reaction he wanted from you, and instead, you smirked at him. "Eh?" you responded in a dragged out note. "I wasn't with Ushijima for the sake of ignoring you, Toru. The world doesn't revolve around you."

He stood back in indignation, your opinions of him coming out to the surface. "So why were you with him?" He was aware that his tone made it seem like he had any right to be questioning you of your actions. He had been vocal about his attraction to you, but it wasn't as if he was your boyfriend. Still, he couldn't care less at the moment.

"None of your business, sweetheart," you told him, your words at odds to the saccharine smile you flashed him. He found himself disconcerted especially when you reached up and started fixing his fringe. "What are you acting so jealous for?"

Ah, he thought. It wasn't his place to be feeling that way but he didn't want to respond to your question in any way. So, like he did earlier, he stormed off, sticking to his original plan to get wasted.

He didn't want to say things he will regret even if you were being hot and cold. For a while now, he had the feeling that you were toying with him, but whenever he was around, your actions towards him were always the opposite of your words about him as of late. One time you'd be telling him to go away, but as soon as he does, you're grabbing his arm, telling him to sit still beside you. You'd be complaining to him one second that he was being an annoying brat and then sit on his lap peppering his cheeks with kisses. You'd be with another guy but tell him you're looking for him. You were confusing to say the least.

Oikawa didn't know what happened after he walked away from you. But when he finally came to, he had a throbbing headache and he wasn't in his room. He looked around him, straining to keep his eyes open as he took in his surroundings, shooting up from the bed when he realized he was looking at the familiar layout of your bedroom.

He had been there a million times ever since you were kids, and he had been a witness to all the changes your little corner of the world had gone through. He couldn't help but smile despite his feelings and headache at the thought that what was once a room that looked like it was made of cotton candy was now in scales of black and white, surrounded with things that were just so you.

But after all the changes, you still had that framed photo of you and him in grade school, where he was kissing you on the cheek while you grinned wide for the camera. You were wearing the matching shirts your crazy moms got you, and he knew you still kept them somewhere in your room.

Yes, he told himself, I was there before anyone else. You’ve always been the closest to him even when Iwaizumi came into the picture. Even then, he didn’t seem to understand you well enough to actually lay emphasis on the fact that you’ve known each other since you were in diapers.

Just then, you walked into the room, holding a glass of fizzy water. You were wearing only his old volleyball jersey, padding barefoot on the floor. You specifically asked for it when you both graduated from high school and you've been sleeping in it since then.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," you greeted, sitting down on the empty space of the queen bed which he noticed was also slept on. "Drink up."

"What am I doing here?" he asked after downing the whole glass in one go, setting it on the nightstand.

"I took you home. Your mom would have killed you if she saw how fucked up you were last night." You brushed his hair from over his eyes. "How are you feeling?"

"Like my head's about to explode," he muttered.

You clucked your tongue. "Why did you have to drink so much anyway?"

Instead of answering you, he laid back down on the bed, turning away from you. He had every intention to ignore you after that, but it wasn't long before he felt you coming closer to him, propping your chin on his arm while you draped yours over his waist.

"You're sulking, Toru."

He took the pillow from under his head to hide his head under it. "I don't wanna do this today, Y/N."

"Do what? What exactly are we doing?"

The audacity to ask, he said at the back of his mind, biting his tongue. He didn't say anything and just stayed still.

"Hey, I asked you a question," you continued to badger him. "You've been acting off since a week ago. What's up?"

He refused to satisfy you with a response thinking you ought to realize what it was exactly that you two had been doing, dancing around each other yet skirting around the real issues between you. You couldn't be that oblivious of his affections and you weren't exactly passive either.

Nevertheless, you always had a way of turning things to your favor, and before he knew it, he was falling off the bed after you kicked him off it, nearly landing face down if it weren't for his fast reflexes.

"Y/N!" he whined, remaining seated on the floor as he clutched on his head. He half expected you to laugh at his predicament, but when he met your eyes, he regretted it, seeing the serious expression you had.

"You should know by now that I hate it when I am denied things I want to know especially those which involve me," you told him, cocking your head to the direction of the bed. You sounded menacing, so far from the gentle voice you always used when talking to him. "Stop being a brat. Get back here and talk to me properly."

"You're the one who kicked me!" he protested as he stood up, doing as he was told nonetheless, sitting up and leaning on the headboard.

"So, what's your problem?"

"I'm jealous of Ushijima," he returned promptly his brown eyes also taking a severe quality to it as he eyed you.

You arched a brow at him. "What's new about that?"

"At least before, he didn't have you, too. Now..." He sighed. "You're friends with him now? What was that about last night?"

"Are you serious right now? I had business with the guy."

Oikawa scoffed. "What business are you talking about that he's all smiles at you like that? He only ever smiles around his girlfriend –"

"Exactly," you countered, openly savoring the look on his face when he realized just what he was saying. "He ordered a huge consignment of rare live flowers for his girlfriend so I informed him it had been delivered. Our family as ikebana* artists and horticulturist do that for a living."

"What?"

You shrugged. "You're assuming things again."

Oikawa blinked, feeling defeated at your sound reasoning, but he still has bones to pick with you. "That's not just my problem with you. What are we really, Y/N? I don't get how you're ignoring me and suddenly being sweet. I'm getting mixed signals here. And don't think for a second that I didn't hear about what you told your friends about me."

He narrowed his eyes at you, smirking when he saw how your eyes rounded, finally able to take you off guard like you usually did to him. For once, he wanted you to lose your footing and come clean about what you really thought about him…how you really felt.

"Hmm. What exactly did I say about you?" you asked, the caution in your tone obvious.

"You know it, Y/N. Don't you dare make me jump all the hoops!" he stated, losing his temper.

You shook your head, not understanding where his choleric attitude was coming from. You knew better than to level your irritation with his, and you were so used to his antics that you found yourself almost unaffected by his crusty demeanor. "I really don't know what you're talking about, Toru."

He glared at you. "You told them you think I'm petty because I'm self-centered but I'm insecure. Ring any bells, sweetheart? And don't lie, I heard it myself."

You ran your hand over your face, frustration emanating from you. At the same time, you wanted to laugh because he looked like an angry kitten instead of the fully grown man he supposedly is.

Oikawa didn't know where your exasperation was coming from when he's supposedly the one feeling it but then you nodded.

"I did say that."

"How could you?" he complained, aware that he sounded like a juvenile dipshit but he didn't know how to react to your lack of denial for it. In the end, he just wanted you to say you didn't mean it even if he already got hurt from hearing it.

"How couldn't I, Toru? That's the truth," you stated, no bars held and your voice ringing clear in the air between you. You were really merciless when it came to voicing out what ran inside your head.

"Well, shit, Y/N. Why didn't you just tell me to my face?" He was about to stand up, but you pushed him down, sitting astride his lap so he wouldn't move. He refused to look at you but couldn’t move at the same time cause he didn’t want to hurt you in any way although he didn’t exactly want you close at the moment. "Get off while I'm being nice about it."

"Iwa and I never fail to tell you every day," you started, placing your hands on either side of his face, gently making him look at you.

"You both hate me?" he asked weakly, unable to imagine life without the two of you beside him.

"No." You shook your head. "Toru, no. Of course not. That's just how you are, isn't it? We never asked you to change. We just couldn't help noticing it, and if we don't tell you, who will?"

Oikawa Toru. So used to being fawned over that he doesn't know how to react when he is being criticized. He could admit to that, but it still hurt hearing you say that.

"Sweetheart, I did say those things about you, but you didn't stay long enough to hear the rest."

He pouted, looking away from you. "And what is it?"

You tilted your head so you would be in his line of vision, grinning the moment you realized you had him. "That despite all that, you're a generally kind person who cares a lot for your friends, your team, for me, and even if you don't know how to show it, deep down, you're a sensitive soul. And I adore that about you."

"Really?"

You scoffed. "I love you, Toru. I thought we had an understanding."

"As friends, you mean?"

You rolled your eyes at him, but didn't say anything further, closing the distance between your lips, kissing him fervently and intensely in case the message didn't come across just yet.

He gasped against your lips, caught off guard as usual, but kissed you back with as much fervor, dominating you shortly after your mouths made contact. He nipped and sucked on your lips before shoving his tongue into your mouth, immediately finding yours and delving in to taste you. Oikawa grinned when he rendered you into a panting mess, reveling in the way your hands possessively held him close.

"I waited so long for this," he said against your ear.

"Make up for all those times you missed out then," you told him with a smug grin.

"Heh. You asked for it."

He flipped you both over on the bed making you burst out in a fit of giggles, kissing you stupid, his hands touching everywhere he could reach, your clothes and his mixing in a pile on the floor while he made sweet love to you.

Oikawa Toru. He's self-centered but he's insecure so naturally, he's petty. But he was not just that. He's also the guy you loved to smithereens because you knew that those other facets of him – the good ones – exist.

-the end-

TERMINOLOGIES:

*ikebana (活け花) - traditional Japanese art of arranging flowers

My first try at Haikyuu...god d*mn you, both, @kenkinori and @ushiwaikuroo !!! XD

Before anyone comes after me, the characters are aged up as specified in the story. The beauty of literary creativity!

Thank you so much for reading. Likes, comments and reblogs are deeply appreciated! Hope you enjoyed it.

© ORIGINAL WORK BY nanaminokanojo. CHARACTERS ARE INSPIRED BY FURUDATE HARUICHI’S “HAIKYUU!”. [20210704]

PHOTO/IMAGE/GIF/FANART CREDITS TO THE RESPECTIVE OWNERS.

[myjunkisyuzuruhanyu]

So I always thought the Shoma hate started with the whole misogynist accusations and the Yuzu fans were really upset that someone who was friends with him and idolized him was like that, but it seems to have been going on a lot longer than that, maybe even since he made his seniors debut, so I have to ask... why? Why has he gotten this amount of hate? Nathan I get cause he's an insanely good skater, if nothing else, and him and Yuzu embody the whole technique vs. artistry debate, but why Shoma too? Is it because he's seen as Yuzu's "heir apparent," which annoyed the fans or something else?

God, I hope Yuma stays away from it all. I've only seen general complaints about him being overscored and nothing of the vitriol Shoma and Nathan get (though I'm not on twitter so...)

There's a universe where Shoma winds up at TCC instead of with Stephane and he and Yuzu train together for a bit until Covid. The reactions would have been Very Funny

(Atm it probably needs a disclaimer: this has nothing to do with the hate and some valid criticism I received over the last few days, so my view isn't any different than before)

I can't tell you when exactly it started but what I have seen over the years myself before that stream incident in 2019. I am also not aware of all the background stories and not aware of the hate in the Japanese FS community as I cannot read that and I don't know if things there are rooted differently. I can only say what I know from Japanese fans that the stream incident wasn't a topic ppl took much offense in. So keep in mind that what I know is not a complete picture just my general impression following Shoma over the years.

In general I think every top skater has his share of haters. So Shoma having haters while gaining popularity and results was inevitable.

One of the problems that caused hate always was that "Shoma is overscored". Mainly the point of haters was that because of his questionable jump technique he shouldn't get the credit and points he gets for his jumps, thus doesn't deserve any of his medals and shouldn't be a top skater. I don't deny that his jump technique isn't the best and criticism isn't hate per se but some take it too far. This kind of hate existed since his last junior season when he began to win medals, especially prominent when Shoma won with his "flawed" jumps over Boyang Jin at Junior Worlds 2015. Imo Shoma's jumps have gradually improved over the years. I think the criticism of the evaluation of such "flawed technique" should be brought up to the judges though.

I think 2017 Worlds is another turning point in the Shoma "hate" because he was not even 2 points off from winning the world title and if he wouldn't have messed up his 3Lz he would have won over Yuzu. When Shoma was before looked at by most fans as Yuzu's "cute kouhai" but was too far off to beat him in scores all was quite well. I think since Worlds 2017 some Yuzu fans didn't like Shoma anymore because in their view no one deserves to come close to Yuzu. So some turned their dislike of the scores and results into hate. And because Yuzu also back then had the biggest fanbase, the number of haters grew.

I still think though that most of the "hate" was tame back then and mostly also done under the flag of wanting fairness. Because the evaluation of scoring isn't Shoma's fault you always had this argument against it. Accusing someone of being "overscored" is hardly in a skater's power to change thus I think ppl don't like it but still most ppl wouldn't hate on Shoma for it no matter who they are a fan of. (btw not all Shoma haters are Yuzu fans or Boyang fans)

Ofc there were other minor incidents where for example Shoma was hated for not complying to the Olympic oath having questionable jumping techniques or other small issues against him personally, but most of it wasn't taken into account by most. And I am for sure not aware of all kind of hate there ever was. (thankfully)

I think with Shoma's rise in the ranks ofc there were ppl afraid Shoma would take Yuzu's spot, there are even big conspiracy theories about Shoma being "JSFs favorite" and how his family buys his scores and advantages. Like in 2017 they accused Shoma of buying a rink in France because he trained there before IdF 2017 citing that it was unfair he could already train in France and others couldn't. But those kind of theories had no "proof" so weren't taken into account by the general fans either.

I would say Shoma haters waited for something like the stream incident to happen to make Shoma look like an awful human being. Overscoring and technical flaws turn some ppl off but the hate got through the roof with the accusations. (I have explained my point of view on the stream incident often enough so I won't repeat it here again)

I will never understand what the reason for any kind of hate is towards a person you personally don't know. Everyone makes mistakes but hating, insulting and name calling and raising serious accusations isn't needed at all. Criticisms is fine as long as it's respectful and is open to discussion, so you can learn from your mistake.

___

I do hope Yuma doesn't have to receive the same kind of hate Shoma and Nathan face but with Yuma's rise and being obviously close to Shoma and having Shoma and Nathan as rolemodel he already has an influx of hate thrown at him. How much and if he is aware is another topic.

[succession-thoughts]

I don't like the person I'm being here. It was only a few hours ago but I'm already like "yeah, I regret that post." That's growth, right? Not gonna delete it because that's not owning my mistakes. Do I think that writer is being annoying? Yeah, I do, and I think it's odd that someone went out of their way to publish something that amounts to a tweet that says "I personally don't really get the hype about Succession and couldnt really get into it" just to try to yuck other people's yum. That doesn't make sense to me. I think I probably wouldn't be friends with that person. If you've followed me you probably know I obviously think there's so, so much more to the show than her description of it. But that's the thing. Succession is really important to me. It's fine, and good, even, that it's important to me. But that passion doesn't always lead to good things. I felt personally offended by this article, like this person was judging my whole existence. Like she (this person who I do not know at all whatsoever) was saying I wasn't allowed to like the things that I liked. All of a sudden this writer was my mom, telling me that people who watched that show or liked that music were stupid and I had to agree with her or else I was stupid and I learned that not only was I not allowed to express my thoughts and feelings, but I wasnt able to even listen or acknowledge my own thoughts or feelings inside of myself, or risk ridicule. My mom was the center of my entire universe, she was abusive, she knew to some extent what she was doing, I could not escape her, and in that case she really WAS judging my entire existence. But that's not happening anymore, I don't have to listen to her anymore. I would assume that to some extent this person wrote that article in an effort to judge others and to make people feel a bit bad about themselves. I think to a degree she knew that some unstable people (like myself) would overreact to it and she could point at them and judge them. I think that's shitty, but it has no bearing on me or my right to exist or think what I think. I'm not saying that in a pseudo-empowering, "fuck the haters" kind of way, I mean I need to work on my instinct to see someone say something that has no actual impact on my life, crop a photo of it, and say "look at this idiot" and share it with other people so I could feel validated and they could spur me on in a way that only social media can. Obviously, if you're one of the three people who liked the post, I am not judging you, I'M THE ONE WHO POSTED IT. One of the things that gave me pause in the first place was me wishing that more people would like and share the post, and I had to ask myself "where is this coming from, really?". And again, I still think the article is annoying, and I think that annoyance is valid. It really does make me sad that there are people like my mother and to a much, much, MUCH lesser extent this writer who like to shit on things that they know other people enjoy. But this writer wasn't INSISTING I agree with her despite her condescending ass tone. If I ever dared to disagree with my mother (yes, even about something as small and insignificant as a TV show), my entire sense of self and worthiness of respect would be called into question. Living like that for so many years is bound to make me a little jumpy whenever I feel like my access to basic respect is being threatened, and I do deserve compassion for that. But I have GOT to reign it in. I gotta be able to be secure enough to see that and move on. I don't want to turn into my mother. I don't want to be so insecure that I turn to echo chambers, and when I can't find one "perfect" enough, I give birth to people and create my own. Look, it's hard out here, it's understandable to seek refuge in the internet, to create a kind of community based around art that fills you up. But there's a line, and for me, I crossed it. It's a short walk from here to at-ting the writer on Twitter and sending anon hate, armed with fear and self-rightousness and forgetting to touch grass. I'll try to be better.

Someone got paid to write this. Let me repeat. A person got paid real-life money to write an article about a TV show they haven't watched. I'm speechless.

[wild-at-mind]

I keep thinking about why it seems tumblr kids are so weird about reclaimed slurs like queer and whatnot, and based on my own experiences I've come up with a few ideas.

1. Reclaimed slurs within the lgbtq community are more complicated than some others, and often people like certainty. E.g. if you're not black, it's easy to know if saying the n word is ok: it's not. But with words like dyke, fag or even queer, I don't think the impulse to ask yourself whether you would have been targeted by someone saying this slur to hurt is a bad one. Wait wait come on let me finish, doesn't mean I think tagging '[whatever letter] slur' everywhere is the way to go. But I think thought and reflection on your actual life experiences are a good thing. That said I am so done with the annoying, inevitable 'can bi people say it?' shit when it comes to homophobic slurs. There is no need for big fuckoff barriers and gatekeeping. We're all complicated humans and the thing with life experiences is you keep having more every day, and sexuality and gender expression evolve throughout your life. A word you would say once you might find stops applying to you as an identity, and vise versa. That's why personal reflection is all I personally care about and not whatever identity you are. Not that what I say matters. But all these nuances don't translate well online and I think some people long for the simple 'if x, then don't say y'.

2. In your teens and early 20s I think extreme black and white thinking is more common, simply because you haven't had as much life experience and your brain isn't done developing. Plus it feels good to sort people into an in group and out group, because the harder you do this, the more you can belong with that in group. It seems like on tumblr and twitter a favourite way of putting people into an out group is to find some behavior your don't like, e.g. saying a word your in group deems a slur that no one should be using. That person now officially sucks and you can warn others about them, reinforcing your in group as the safe one. I remember absolutely loving this kind of thing in my early 20s, my ocd brain adored the simple black and white, good and evil ness of it all. I would mentally sort tjmblr users into good and bad. If I wasn't sure where to stand on an issue, and the middle ground wasn't an option (you could get viciously attacked and shamed all over tumblr for not being strong enough on an issue, probably you still can), then i would 'root' for the angriest side. Usually the one saying 'x is bad' and not 'x is good, because avoiding saying or doing something has to be safer than doing it, right?

Then I got a bit older (and got on the right meds but that may have been a coincidence), and fucking hell I HATE 'discourse' now. I just can't stomach it. I love nuanced arguments and not seeing issues in black and white. I don't know what people see in it but I assume if you're younger and haven't seen this stuff a billion times before, and are seeking to belong, that probably helps.

3. With the word queer in particular, a lot of people tell the same story: 'well it was all the way reclaimed, but then TERFs came along and made people say q slur and all the kids don't know!' But that story is very simplified. Often the only proof given to strengthen it is 'my college campus in the mid 2000s had a queer studies degree '. In reality most people don't go to university, and your comfort with the word queer varies greatly depending on your life experience, which is affected by age, class and your specific identities within the lgbtq community. (People don't get to tell others what to call themselves, but I don't think they do that because they fell for some TERF logic. The idea of things being very simple and black and white, good and bad may be used by TERFs but its also used by groups with basically all and any ideologies, hateful or 'social justice' or anything. And there are people on here and twitter who are very vocal about never saying queer who are trans women and/or very anti TERF, which I imagine could throw you off if someone else is telling you only TERFs don't want people to say queer.) It's a simple story but things are never really that simple. Outside of specific online space things tend to be much less cut and dry.

Also, personally, I've always found queer and what it represents to be kind of a lot to live up to, because I have a massive complex about my own identity not bring good enough for this community. My own particular hang ups are not for me to try and push on others (they suck and I'm glad for people who don't have them!), but when I see people constantly try and get queer over as the perfect identity for confused people in our community, it does rankle a little. It doesn't work for my particular brand of confused and I've found that can be a lonely place to be. I've tried hard in the past to get people to understand, but they usually respond with yet more trying to get queer over. You can end up feeling a bit of a freak after a while!

Anyway, this is a long way of saying I have sympathy for the kids trying hard to say/not say the slurs correctly. The internet is a scary place for after all, it's a place where a post you didn't really think through enough can be seen by thousands of people who all suddenly hate you VERY quickly. A lot of these kids are protecting themselves the best ways they know how. Connecting strongly with real life communities may be a good antidote but as we know,not everyone is in a place where they can do that right now. Ideally we would have online spaces for isolated lgbtq teens and early 20s take place on platforms that DONT tacitly encourage this stuff. I can only hope. The freedom to make mistakes quietly in a post on a long forgotten forum must return!!

[kookie-doughs]

Beta Tester

Kozume Kenma X Reader

-YN LN is a popular mangaka

Chapter 16: Stage

Seeing you running towards him made Kenma frown.

"Kenma!" You waved. "Thank you for not leaving yet!"

Ignoring you he continued to walk towards the direction of the stage.

You pouted and crossed your arms. "You know... As sorry as I am for that kiss I really don't regret it."

Jogging up in front of him with a shit eating grin, you positioned yourself in front of him where he'd have no choice but to look at you while you looked at him. His ears were slightly red without a doubt but who were you kidding yours were too.

Kenma cleared his throat, "Good for you then. Now get out of the way so I could get out of here. "

"And honestly I liked that kiss." You continued determined to see him flustered again. "Your lips were soft and I bet my ass you're a great kisser. I rate you 10/10 would do it again."

With a glare he looked at you straight in the eyes, "So do it pussy." Then went ahead before you could see the red settling on his face.

"I- Wh- Excuse me- Wh- Huh? K-Ken- Kenma!!" You squeaked as you chased after him.

"I said what I said."

You finally caught up to him when he was about to climb the stairs towards the stage. Luckily(?) you also have to go up with him.

"Ehh... Where's the flustered Kenma? I wanted to see you all blushy and panicked. You looked so adorable. I don't want hot daddy Dom Kenma. I want cute baby sub Kenma..."

As he was halfway up the stairs your height gap grew and he was way over you. He just looked down on you, leaning closer the gap barely existent he smirked.

"Too bad." Then turned away.

There were a handful of people who saw the scene. Which made you more embarrassed. Holy shit you acted all alpha online only to be dominated by a hermit named Kozume Kenma.

Boy were you happy. You'd happily submit to him.

"Let us all welcome the two people who made the game possible! YN LN and Kozume Kenma!!"

You might be confused why you two were the ones going and why you were introduced like that.

As you are the creator of Puri-Puri you of course are the reason why this game existed.

But Kenma came here as he's the biggest investor, the face of the game and no one else wanted to go. So yeah...

As you two came up the stage you were just wishing the blush from the scene a few moments ago. The cameras flashed and claps were heard.

"Shit the media is here..." You mumbled.

"Your surprised, why?" Kenma gave you an amused and disappointed look. No idea how he managed to do that but he did.

"Shut the fuck up. I just got a feeling the questions won't be about the game thanks to the media."

"So you do think sometimes..."

"You want me to hit you?"

A clearing of throat behind you stopped your argument. It was Akaashi handing you both microphones to be clipped on you [I'm sorry I dont know what they're called] .

"Good luck, don't do and say anything stupid. And remember this is the release of PPM's demo." He reminded and got off the stage.

"Good evening to you all! I hope you've been having a great time!" I started.

"We'd like to thank you again for attending the release of PPM's demo."

"Now of course the game is yet to be played but from the trailer that was shown, I hope you had enjoyed it since the game is going to be much better than the trailer!"

"I'm sure you all must've questions as well. That's why Me and your idi-- dear author will answer."

"You definitely were about to call me idiot." You frowned at him.

He smirked and shrugged. "I have not a slightest idea what you mean."

"You're the worst."

Ignoring you... Again. He motioned at one of the reporters to probably ask their question.

"Ms. LN, as the initial plot of the Puri-Puri Magika is about [REDACTED], and the trailer we saw have quite a large difference from one another only having the universe in similarty. Is it just the universe of the similar one to the manga? "

"Of course the plot would be different. It disappoints me quite a bit that none of you realized how they're connected aside from the universe. Well, I don't really want to spoil you but if you actually read the Manga and saw the trailer," You gave a proud smirk. "Everyone that was a fan of PPM in the team were ecstatic. They were all just-" You mimicked a mind blown. "They were so excited about the game and a those."

"Thank you Ms. LN."

"Next please."

"Mr. Kozume," the next one called. "You were neither a fan of YN, nor PPM, why did you decide to not only beta test the game but sponsor and invest big sum of money on the game."

"We--"

"No wait ! I want to answer some of those questions!" You cut off cackling. "The one about him investing and him beta testing! It's actually an annoying and Hella funny story."

"No I was a--"

"Shut up you'll probably lie."

"Shut up." Kenma now had his ears red. "Don't you--"

"He was the biggest asshole back then!"

"Stop talking."

"He fucking beta tested despite not knowing shit about PPM because it was the biggest game. And he just banwagoned  on it like a bitch he was."

"I did not. I had some clues about you Manga."

"You did not know shit about PPM cut yo bullshit. You didn't even know who the MC was!"

"Shut up."

"That's why he beta tested! Now the reason why he invested is really hilarious!"

"I really hate this story..."

"This was the reason why Kenma became Bae too! We didn't know shit about how to contact Kenma, we only had his email address and his social media. Keep that in mind. "

"So since he didn't know shit about PPM he really couldn't care about the plot and just looked for bugs and shit. He wasn't even aware of the bugs in the plot since he didn't know which what was supposed to be part of the plot and not. This bitch ass decided there wasn't any bugs anymore so we went with that. But then we had to play it and saw a shit ton of bugs."

"I said there were some bugs don't make me seems so stupid."

"You didn't even inform us about the glitch at the time skip part! That could've ruined the entire thing! Anywayz, so we had to code the game again. So we emailed him that there were way too many bugs other than what he told us so the next testing would be later. But the asshole never replied. And since I was the one entasked to guide this bitch ass, I  had to flood his email! And he didn't respond! Not once! It had been DAYS! I send him at least 20 emails everyday! I have up on the 3-4th day and DMed him on Twitter."

"I really hate this part."

"No. No. This is the best part. Do y'all remember that one trending #KodzuGone started by Tenma? It's because, this asshole never responded to our emails so I DMed him all the shit important shit in the emails. Then this bitch fucking blocked me! I fucking rante to Tenma and he canceled Kenma like he deserved to! I was panicking about it since Mr. Suzumiya told me that Kenma could be a potential investor if he wanted. And I needed cash... "

"Do not call me that publicly. You are disgusting."

"He went full sugar daddy on me!" You cackled. "His entire squad had betrayed him! They were canceling him so he just fucking slid into my DMs apologizing about the shit he did and I told him, bitch I'm coming over there and see you play this fucking game or I will not stop this canceling and make it worse. So he was forced to telll me his address and I'm not sure if yall saw the live but it was hot shit. The next day he bought all the copies of PPM at this one store and gave them to me and then he invested shit ton of money on my on going works, bought me a new tablet, paid my Keiji bills, and many other shit. Yall would die to have him as sugar daddy I'm telling you. Ya don't even have to give him sugar for the treats. "

"That was the biggest mistake I made."

"Awwe, but thanks to that we're closer than ever. "

"Exactly my point."

"Thank you for answering Ms. LN."

"I hate you so much." Kenma sighed pinching the bridge of his nose.

"No you don't. Admit it you love me."

"I really don't. Next question please."

"A-Ah, my initial question was actually answered in the previous question. It about your live. Now my question is, Ms LN and Mr. Kozume, is your relationship really a platonic one or a romantic one? "

"Okay, babe," You chuckled. "my man won't even let me breathe the same air he does. Ya think we're dating?"

"Well your right."

"What?"

"Excuse me?"

"Huh?! " You exclaimed a little louder than you thought since the mic made a loud noise.

"The relationship we have is both platonic and romantic. As labels aren't placed we share a romantic relationship." Kenma smirked.

You looked at him and the crowd with a clear eminent blush. "I-I I- Wh-"

Pulling you closer to him and turning around so the crowd won't see you both. He lowered the mic to prevent them from hearing.

"I wanted to see you all blushy and panicked . You look adorable." He whispered to your ear before facing the crowd again who were now going crazy over what Kenma had just confirmed.

"Y-You're an asshole..."

"Yeah, an asshole who..." lowering his mic again he leaned to your ear. "Still has your favorite onsie at his place. You really shouldn't have left it at my place. I'm so tempted to burn it."

"You leave my onsie alone! I will drown your consoles."

"With that threat, you're suddenly stripped of your house visit privileges."

"W-Why would you say we're dating?!"

"I didn't. I just said we both share a romantic and platonic relationship with no labels. I technically didn't lie too."

"Why did you do this?"

"Aside from wanting to see you all flustered? I'm probably drunk." Kenma smiled and turned to the crowd again. "Next question please."

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I'm sorry lately there's been to many words and less pictures it's just that... Idk

Lol I'm sorry this was supposed to be smau but there's been too many words

Ooc Kenma is shit so I made him drunk

-kookie-doughs

Taglist?

@gayer-than-the-gayest-gay @synx-ed @normalisthenewnorm @0majuh0 @leachann @nikanikabitch @almondeupeach @immxnty @mer-majesty @yamayoomi @simpingoveranime-men @lostmarimoismyhubby @mariishat @just-snog-already

[moonlightchn]

~WHOLESOME WEDNESDAY~

Not to be a soft motherfucker but I've been wanting to do this again for a week now so I guessed I would try my best to fit as many of my thoughts here as I can without being annoying or tumblr fucking up plz bear with me heh but we know none of those are actually possible anyway so THERES THAT also this is fucking long wow ANYWAY

WARNING WORD VOMIT sjsjsjsj I dont even know what i wrote I'm sorry but I'm tagging yall anyway

Some of you I speak to on a daily basis, yknow? Like,, as admin. And its fucking insane because like- I don't know but like isn't it insane? sjajsjsj How fast some people come to grow in your heart and get under your skin and become so important for you. I think it's crazy. That in four months or so I've made more friends in here that in my whole life and I've learned so much about life and myself and I've gotten marked and some of you imprinted on my mind and heart forever. And like HELL I wasn't here when most big dramas happened but I was here for two very big ones and like??? idk it feels like all of us have been through shared crises and somehow grown closer sjajskwjs idk I'm weird and im sensitive today and I just feel like wow what would I be doing without all of you right now? probably studying. or scrolling Twitter in which I never spoke to anyone. or watching Instagram stories and getting sad over how all my ex class partners are still in contact and hang out and keep strong relationships while I just sit here. like, I know we all say this place sucks and we hate it and its toxic and don't get me wrong of course some people is fucking shitty and they take a toll on a lot of others but that like... it also happens in real life yknow?? but like in real life how many people do you think would actually idk sit with you through a panic attack or stay up with you till 8am or wake up in the middle of the night or rave with you or hype you up or have meme wars or send you daily jokes or just randomly tell you how much you mean to them or make posts asking where you are when you disappear or been gone for too long or make people that doesnt know you send you birthday wishes? like I'm not saying it doesnt happen but isnt it wonderful that it happens HERE with US where maybe out of 10 people only 2 know each other in real life? Isnt it wonderful that we're from all around the world? that you half of the time dont realize someone isnt from English speaking places because they're too good or even when they're not that good no one judges you because this is such an inclusive and wonderful place for people of all races and colors and sexualities and nationalities and body types and hair colors?

idk I'm just RAMBLING but like I wanted to let everyone know that even if we dont speak, even if we NEVER spoke, even if we're only on each others tag lists, or even if I was and you took me off or I took you off or if you deleted or if you have 817383 bots and you speak to me in all of them or only one or whatever PLEASE just know that I love you so much and I appreciate you and you're awesome and if you made some mistakes know that you CAN fix them you CAN learn and be better you CAN grow.

I believe that everyone is capable of learning and changing and everyone deserves a second chance as long as they genuinely show the intention of changing and bettering themselves. I believe that we're capable of forgiving and maintaining healthy relationships without hard feelings. I believe we all have goodness. I believe we all are small universes and we have stars in our eyes and supernovas in our brains and a million things to discover and I believe its funnier to be together than alone and I'm rambling again but like idk just yesterday I was sending someone a message telling them how maybe I'm fucking delusional and naive because who the fuck goes out on their daily saying "be skeptical. dont trust too much. always pay attention" but then after two days of talking with someone they're fucking platonically whipped and would sell their soul as long as they can see those around them happy? trick question I know many of you do too which WORRIES ME PLZ DONT PUT YOUR HEARTS ON THE LINE SO EASILY I drifted I forgot what I was saying oh welp

Anyway for some of you i have so much to say I could write endless paragraphs about you about admins and characters and life and wow I do speak a lot to admins sometimes I speak more to admins as admin that the characters and for some others I can only say a few things or wish you to have a good day some of you I only ever spoke to your character or we talked too little or never at all wow I say that a lot but like one thing yall have in common is that I love you so much even if you don't know me or dont care alright I dont care if you don't care I LOVE YOU and you can FIGHT ME if you dont wanna accept it smh I just want you to know that this place so many of you have been feeling is crumbling down or hurting them or isnt the same anymore is MY safe place too is a place where I feel comfortable and secure and I know, well decide to believe, that you guys would never do willingly anything to hurt another and yknow sometimes I just sit in bed and look at my account and I'm like wow I suck I should delete but then I'm like I could never do that to you I really couldn't because I've been told so many times I'm peoples safe place too and I would never want to take that away from you yknow

I mean I'm not gonna say we shouldn't pay attention to the bad things that happen because this is somehow our home and it's on us to protect it but I think that we shouldnt focus so much on it. because theres still so many good things that we overlook when we think of the bad or when we let things get to us or when we decide to act out of impulse and not think through stuff yknow

ANYWAAY what I'm trying to say is that I love you all so so so so so much and this is my safe place because you're here for me when I need it and I would never give you guys up for anything and like i have so many people for whom i stay daily and try my best and I hope that someday when you need a reason i can be that for you too because I've said this in private but I want everyone to know that this is my corner too and I will always fight for it and protect it so like we can all fight for it together whenever things get rough or you can leave me alone and maybe I'm being super dramatic and putting a lot of weight on this but I started overthinking like halfway and in just tthink that I want to keep yall close to me and my heart forever ok so stay safe and healthy and happy yeah fight for your happiness fight for what you deserve fight for what you want and don't let anyone ANYONE EVER take away from you your joy and your spark and your will to be yourself ok bye

[tiikerikani]

So, it's been a year since I have had to work from home. I hate it.

(This originally posted on my Twitter, in a slightly different form, a few days ago on the actual anniversary.)

It was kind of okay at first because I wasn't super busy. Once it got busier (and now that I'm taking on more responsibilities in my projects), the sense of structure fell away and I am suffering badly for it. I just can't focus on work at home. There's a reason I wrote both my university theses (and almost every essay assignment) mainly on library computers. There's background noise and people to chat with and good food at the cafeteria. Working at the office also had these things. At home I have to do my own cooking and I'm bad at cooking. Also, work subsidizes our lunches, and even though it still costs more than if I made my own meals, the benefits of eating well outweigh it.

Corporate is very excited about people adapting well to WFH and wanting to continue doing so indefinitely or having the option to go between home and office. I mean yes, I like the idea of doing an occasional WFH day, like if I am on the road or have important things to take care of at home. My contract already allows that though, so I guess this experience has made me more willing to invoke it when we’re back to working from the office regularly.

Anyway I hate WFH because I can't focus on work or eat well or see people and this affects my mental health A LOT. (ALSO my neighbors got a dog and it makes a lot of noise and it is super annoying.)  When I can't get my work done in the daytime I stay on late to meet deadlines... (corporate is like "people are tempted to work more because no commute, but remember to have a life", and I'm like, look, I'm on late because I stare out the window and do fuck-all all day, not because I feel compelled to answer emails into the evening!!!) 

I can't “unplug and unwind” (as the CEO exhorts in his weekly company-wide greeting) to separate work from life when it is all IN MY OWN HOME ON MY KITCHEN TABLE (can't afford to rent an extra office space lol, and I am categorically not doing my work in my bedroom because then I’d just sleep the entire day). 

And I have the thing where I cannot create time-based routines and stick to them. My boyfriend lost it at me the other weekend because he’s got his work day routine-ified down to the exact minute, which is admirable, but out of my mental reach. (I can do checklists of things I need to do daily but it mostly gets done before bed. This I think is an ADHD thing. Am asking a psychiatrist about it next month.) My boss is like "Well you're still staying on top of your tasks and deadlines" but AT WHAT COST, I ask??? Would you prefer I was late for everything and work half days and still feel guilty about it?? (actually I wouldn't mind fewer hours a week but I can't afford it as I'm a terrible spendthrift under stress.)

I know it's not as bad as folks who are actually out of a job. But I think being stuck working from home against one's habit and “way their brain works” for such a long time can also create a kind of "hostile" work environment with oneself as the enemy.

[love-y-o-u-3000]

Ever since Victor appeared I stopped believing the twitter accts could be anything but fans. I've seen others say that no way fans would waste so much time, be so planned out etc but tbh fans would be the exact type ppl to waste sooo much time on it and be so involved. That's what fans do(a fan made and married johnlock crotchet dolls & documented it all ffs!) Would the BBC pay ppl to role play like all day long? The guy who did the blogs wasn't blogging constantly. Yea it's fans IMO.

I went from “they are definitely just fans“ to “I fucking hope they are just fans“ because what they’re doing now makes me hella uncomfortable for some reason... probably because I hate v*clock and Victor Trevor too and he... is not even in this show? Other than being a little boy from an episode that I don’t consider real anyway? Because when I imagine John and Sherlock, I imagine Martin and Ben, always, and what’s Victor? Annoying faceless man. 

Also, it’s funny because if this was “canon“ and run by somebody from BBC then what kind of a universe that would be since Rosie is there but nobody talks about Mary and Redbeard really was a dog so neither TLD nor TFP are real either? So TST or something similar to its contents happened despite being the second most fucked up episode? I think it is much more likely to be fans because it’s sort of a big fan service (I, personally am not fan of any of this but whatever, many people love it for reasons only they are aware of), random parentlock and v*clock. 

And yeah, I can see why people want those accounts to be real, but considering that it’s beginning to look like Sherlock might cheat on John any minute, I really would hate that even more than pretty much all of s4. But like I once said already, they do sound like fans, judging from how they write and etc. and why would anyone from BBC use the word smol or why would Victor even be such a huge deal rn? Like, if they weren’t from England, I’d actually make a bet on who is running those accounts but since the people behind them are from London I am clueless.

The only suspicious thing is that Sherlock’s account was created in 2013 but I really do hope that it has nothing to do with BBC, because like I said, it’s getting as awful as s4, for me I mean.