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If you ever tagged me to do one of those tag game thingies and I never did it:

1) Thank you, seriously. Those are fun and being included shows that my followers care enough to want to learn more about me.

2) Very sorry about that, it’s extremely likely that I said to myself “Cool! But I’m busy at the moment, I’ll have to do this later today or tomorrow” before proceeding to just straight-up forget, now it’s too far back in my notifications and/or your blog to find again.

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happy valentine's day zen <3

omg i wasn't active when it was valentine's day and this is super late but belated happy valentine's day to u too!

mwah <33

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i dont rlly ship myself w characters even tho sakusa's my top favorite but i still wanted to do this so have baby me instead lmao

this was very cute thank u for the tag

tagging: @weewoo186 @manjiroia @ri-days

Omg i found this rly cute baby picrew

Meet kitalaine and sachilaine lovechild. 🥺🥺🥺 Sad to say tho it's very limited. Still, it's rly cute. Myghaddd. U guys should try it out.

Tagging @ushisrever (do u still have a baby fever? XD) @ohnolily @nakizumie @krystalgaia @ohtobiors @mrskenmakozume @sunkeiji @sunarent @deadbatdad @thesimphouse @riyoomi @ryesei @ara-mitsue +anyone who wants to!

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"do you need a pen?"

Sakusa asks just in time, it seems your pens have been running away from you this week. You lost count how many times he's asked the same question on repeat almost every single day.

it's almost always so serious with him, but today, maybe a little change won't hurt.

"is that really all you can say?" you tease him, abandoning your search for a pen in the meanwhile.

"no."

"then say something else."

"what else would you want me to say?" he looks at you weirdly, as if you've grown two heads, but you wave it off.

"hmm, well, just anything about you." you smile, and it's enough to convince him to go along with your little schemes today.

"...my name's Sakusa Kiyoomi" he gives a small sarcastic smile of his own, and you swear it's the prettiest thing you've seen all week— despite the underlying mockery.

"nice to meet you, Sakusa-san. you have a nice name, shame i already knew it." you extend your hand for a mock handshake, only to turn it palm up at the last second, smiling sheepishly, "can i borrow a pen?"

"you could have just said yes to my question earlier."

he hands you a pen, placing it onto your open hand. and you smile at him as you retract your hand, "but, then i wouldn't know your super pretty name."

"that would've been better, honestly."

"shut it." you warn, "names are very important."

"i know that."

you chuckle as you point your (his) pen accusingly at him, "well, aren't you so smart."

"of course i am, i'm in college." he crosses his arms, finally getting in on the teasing.

"then, so am i?"

he scrunches his nose at that, "no, no one forgets a pen countless times a week. you could be doing this on purpose."

"even if i am doing this on purpose, you still fall for it." you smile, feeling comfortable with the atmosphere you've created.

"is that the only thing you got from what i said?"

—and he ruins it.

"well, i've decided i'm gonna ignore the fact you called me stupid." you say as you prepare your notebooks and laptop.

"i didn't." he glares at you, while fixing his own things.

"you did."

"i didn't."

"you did."

"i didn't."

"you didn't." you quip instantly, hoping to trick him.

he leans back on his chair, "glad we can agree on that."

"damn, i thought i could trick you there." you sigh, feigning disappointment.

"it was a good one." he nods in acknowledgement as he sees you perk up from the compliment. instead of letting you have this one good thing, he continues, "sadly, not good enough."

you gasp, pointing at him, "are you saying i'm not good enough?"

he scrunches his nose in distaste again, "you're putting words in my mouth."

you grin at him, feigning innocence, "what words?"

he sneers at you, "you—"

you prop yourself on one arm and turn to him, "oh! words like 'i like you a lot'?"

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thanks for the tag ❣️

tagging: @ri-days @weewoo186 @sunalma @manjiroia @belsumu @luvadonis + anyone else !

to the ones i tagged that i almost never interacted with, hello 👋 we're moots 😗

Sorry Mutuals!

Hi!

I’m sorry for bothering you my lovely mutuals but I’m craving interactions!

I made a little quiz out of boredom with mutuals as theme!

I’ll tag you but no pressure for doing this, of course!

Once done please let me know your results and tag some of your mutuals!

@itsthestutterforme, @ajaxxed, @murkyteas, @sug4r-sp1c3, @krystalwithakay, @we-are-so-close, @trashmouthsahra, @thefandomplace, @trashlord-007, @theevilpretty1, @thegreenninjafan, @the-witch-of-one-piece, @gingernosoul24, @helloweasleytwinsimphere, @multifandomfix, , @isolenmlyswear69, @i-may-be, @regnfi, @zhinthos, @suzuki-violin-school, @kittiysm, @friendlyneighborhoodcapricorn, @tada-lol, @love-bird-000, @yichimi, @thighs-of-betrayal-blog

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'ya can't stop me.'

if it were anyone else who sent the message, you'd have questioned them. but it's Suna we're talking about.

'veronica's tryin' to keep him out now, too late, he got in.'

you deadpan at his references but you'd be lying if you said it didn't amuse you.

the rain's getting stronger each second, and you honestly doubt he'll come at this point—

"sorry for comin' in through the window, dreadful etiquette, i know." he announces as he cracks open your window.

he's drenched and slightly shivering as he takes off his hood. "there you go again with your heathers references." you say as you help him dry off, "you can survive 3 seconds without making a reference."

"one, two, fuck i—" you cut him off as you whip him with the towel you're holding.

"ow, how mean." he complains as he rubs his arm. "oh please, it doesn't even hurt."

"don't worry, all is forgiven ba—" he's cut off again as you whip him.

"we are done with acting evil, we will lay our weapons down~" he sings into your stomach as he sits on your windowsill hugging your waist.

"i honestly don't know why i bother with you." you start to walk away to dry off the snacks he brought when he yanks you back.

"please don't leave me alone, you were all—"

"you continue that sentence and i'm pushing you off the window." you threaten him as he laughs at you, "okay okay, i'm done now."

"thank you." you smile, as you give him a little peck on the forehead, which he happily accepts.

"i demand another one. i walked in the rain for ya, ya know." he pouts, craning his face closer to yours.

"JD killed for veronica, you can't match—"

"yeah? i can kill too." he smirks, putting his hood on, "do you have poison? or a knife? i'll kill atsumu right now."

you laugh at his antics, giving him two more little pecks on his forehead to satisfy his craving. "leave poor atsumu out of this, you're too mean to him."

he only hums in response, instead burying his face on your shoulder.

"let's go eat the food you brought." you whisper after a few minutes, deciding that sleeping on the windowsill isn't really favorable.

"it's raining outside, and some instant ramen would be nice." you whisper again when he doesn't move.

no response.

"i'll make yours." he perks up instantly as you say that, "well if ya insist." he smirks, finally getting up from the uncomfortable position he was in.

"you just didn't want to make yours, lazy ass." you reprimand him while scouring the grocery bags for instant ramen

"i don't want to hear that from ya." he stands over you, watching you pick out different flavors, "i want the spicy one."

"yes, yes, i know."

"then, let's go." he pokes you with his foot, prompting you to get up and make his ramen.

"what're the marshmallows for though?" you ask him, pointing at the pack of marshmallows he bought. the sound of rain sounds all across your room, getting louder and colder.

"just in case ya burn our instant ramen, we can roast those usin' the fire."

"i am not that incompetent—"

"we'll watch the smoke pour out the doors—" you throw his instant ramen at him, but he catches it, "bring marshmallows we'll make s'mores~"

you go ahead of him towards the kitchen but he follows you as he sings the rest of meant to be yours.

by the time you finish with the ramen, and he finishes with his "jaw-dropping performance" the rain had already subsided a little. it was suddenly too quiet without Suna's singing and the echoing sound of rain.

"are ya maybe considering roastin' the marshmallows now?"

you don't answer, instead focusing on picking at the noodles in your bowl. "well?"

"yeah, let's go."

Bonus:

"see, buyin' the marshmallows was a good idea."

"don't talk with your mouth full."

"say ahh~"

"stOP IT—"

a/n: this is for @mrskenmakozume 's rainy love collab!

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forgive me if this is out of the blue but the sakusa fanfic you sent? is it updated? what was it called sob sob

Ah ! It's Dearly Beloved by miyachondria

and sadly no, it isn't updated *sobs*

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i originally designed this for oikawa— like,,,, the first letter of each line spells his name (bc he's extra like that)

but then some ppl said it was akaashi and hell yea

it does fit akaashi. so i'll just tag it as both

you received a love letter today.

as most love letters are, it isn't signed. no "sincerely" or "with love" or any closing remarks.

it's short and abrupt— with minimal designs. a little heart encircling your name, and the envelope is stamped with bright red wax.

"my dear," it said, in cute slanted handwriting,

"only I knew of my feelings.

i kept it hidden as much as possible.

kicks in my heart often erupted when you're

around.

waking up feels

a little more meaningful now

that i know you.

old as my feelings are, i can still

offer them to you.

realizing my feelings only deepened my

utter adoration for you."

as quickly as it started, it ended. there doesn't seem to be a closure. that's that.

whoever sent it seemed confident and sure of their feelings— sadly, not confident enough to state their name.

you treasure the letter, finding solace in the fact that someone would put in effort to catch your attention.

if only they caught yours.

who sent the letter?

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you received a love letter today.

as most love letters are, it isn't signed. no "sincerely" or "with love" or any closing remarks.

it's short and abrupt— with minimal designs. a little heart encircling your name, and the envelope is stamped with bright red wax.

"my dear," it said, in cute slanted handwriting,

"only I knew of my feelings.

i kept it hidden as much as possible.

kicks in my heart often erupted when you're

around.

waking up feels

a little more meaningful now

that i know you.

old as my feelings are, i can still

offer them to you.

realizing my feelings only deepened my

utter adoration for you."

as quickly as it started, it ended. there doesn't seem to be a closure. that's that.

whoever sent it seemed confident and sure of their feelings— sadly, not confident enough to state their name.

you treasure the letter, finding solace in the fact that someone would put in effort to catch your attention.

if only they caught yours.

who sent the letter?

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IMPORTANT

so a blog that has the user @/never-lxft stole my work, blocked me and published it as their own. i’d be really grateful if you could report, block and by no means interact with them. honestly people like this make it difficult to write more pieces; it’s really discouraging.

reblogs would be appreciated

proof below

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i am my own dealer. bestie keep stacking i’ll have ten more memes by then😭😭😭😭

OMG HAHAHAHAHA

sadly my meme collecting business must stop for the day 😞😞😞

It pains me to do so, but. I must return to a peaceful slumber.

I need all the rest i can get since it's hell week

For the mean time, goodnight !