#//the absolute nerve of this boy posting stuff like this and not having his DMs open huh

[strawberrymilkgeorge]

Part Two. Jackbox Shenanigans

warnings: swearing word count: 2.6k (not including pictures) behind the screen (irl dream x reader) series masterlist ultimate masterlist

Y/n flinched awake, startled by the sounds traveling from the kitchen. Once again, the frosty air pricked her skin, trying to convince her to not move, to stay in bed under the warm blankets. Despite the feeling pulling her into her bed, she rubbed her eyes and sat up, grabbing her phone from her nightstand. Texts from Karl flooded her screen and she replied as she took her comforter off her mattress and wrapped it around herself. She pattered to the source of the noise to find her roommate was making food.

"Sorry, did I wake you?" Naomi asked, eyes wide with concern as she looked at Y/n. "I dropped a pan."

Y/n, who was observing the world through one squinted eye, shook her head and she sat at the counter in the kitchen. "No, I should be awake anyway."

"You're usually awake much earlier. Late night?"

Y/n nodded. "George streamed and we all talked for a little after."

"Oh, yeah, I watched his stream this morning..." she started, eyes focused on the food in front of her but Y/n still caught the mischievous glint in her roommate's eyes.

"Of course you did," Y/n laughed through a yawn. "That's your lover."

Naomi rolled her eyes. "Maybe if you gave me his number he would be."

"He doesn't give it to many people. I just barely got it and I've been friends with him for a year. I'm pretty sure Karl doesn't even have it."

Naomi groaned, though Y/n knew it was a joke... for the most part. She got another text from Karl, and consulted Naomi for a second opinion.

"Should I post this?" Y/n asked, lazily holding up her phone with a picture on the screen. Naomi squinted as she looked back over her shoulder. "Karl keeps yelling at me too."

"Yeah! That's a cute outfit. Make sure to credit Karl or he'll yell at you for that as well."

"No chance I'm doing that."

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Incoming FaceTime... karol <3

Y/n hit accept and held the phone up to make a face at Karl. He mimicked the position. "Hello, sir."

"Hello, ma'am."

"What are you doing?" she asked him, walking to the bathroom to brush her teeth, her comforter dragging on the floor behind her as it continued to protect her from the cold.

Karl got distracted and started messing with something out of the camera view. "Um, trying to figure out what to do for my stream tonight. What about you?"

"I'm waiting for you to give me a fit check!" Y/n yelled. Karl quickly looked at the camera and smiled. He set his phone down on his desk and ran backward so his whole body was in frame. He posed awkwardly a few different ways before running back and resuming his position.

"Yes!" Y/n hyped with a mouthful of toothpaste. "Let's go, Karl! Karl with the old man sweater!!"

He giggled. "You're the one that told me to buy it."

"Because it's sick. Doesn't mean it didn't belong to an old man before you."

Karl pouted before his face lit up. "Guess what. I met a girl."

"Oh?" Y/n cooed. "Where? Do you have pictures? Is she cute?"

"She's Jimmy's new cameraman. Camerawoman. I don't have pictures, and yes. She's very cute." His cheeks turned red and Y/n smiled, flipping off the bathroom light and heading to her closet. She threw her comforter back on the bed and tried to pick out an outfit.

"Come on, bud, elaborate. What's her name? Have you asked her out yet?"

"You don’t get to know her name, I don’t want to jinx anything. Plus, you’ll just look ‘Mr Beast crew’ and find out anyway. Also, no, I haven’t. I'm pretty sure she thinks I hate her because I have not said a single word to her. I get so nervous when she's around I freeze up and just like... act weird. And then as soon as she's gone, Chris freaking roasts me so bad."

"Aw, I can teach you how to flirt if you want!"

"Yeah, okay," he scoffed, sarcasm dripping from his words.

"What's with the attitude? I'm great at flirting."

"No, you're not. I watched Gogy's stream last night."

"What does that have anything to do with anything?"

"I heard the way you spoke to Dream."

"What?!"

"You have zero game, Y/n. Absolutely none. Zilch, if you will."

"Yeah, because I wasn't flirting with him?"

"Not successfully, at least."

"Karl, what?" Y/n laughed but she was so confused. "No part of me was trying to flirt with anyone in that stream."

"Oh, come on," Karl groaned. "Don't do this again. Don't pretend to not like a guy and then cry to me when you're wack ass attempts don't win him over."

"Karl," Y/n started, looking directly at him. "I genuinely have no idea what you're talking about. I wasn't flirting with him. I do not like him."

"I'm just saying, you talk about him a lot. Like, you always panic when he interacts with your posts because you're scared he's going to DM you right after. And you gush about him a lot."

"I do not gush. I admire the hard work he puts into his videos but I talk the same about him as I do with George and Sapnap. The only difference is I'm friends with them and not Mr. Minecraft. He's intimidating, that doesn't mean I have a crush on him."

Karl stared for a moment, trying to read Y/n's expression to detect any lies. "You'd tell me if you did, right?"

"Karl, I tell you everything. I'd tell you if I murdered your family." They both laughed. "It's impossible to hide anything from you, you're my best friend."

"Okay, sweet, but please don't murder my family, just to be clear."

"I won't. I love your mom too much."

"Well, how was meeting Dream, then? Despite apparently not being in love with him?"

"It was cool. Terrifying because it felt very forced but the four of us hung out on the call after George ended his stream and he was much more relaxed."

"That's true. Aren't we all?"

"Not you! You're the exact same person on and off camera. Just a little ball of giggles."

Karl giggled which made them both laugh more. Suddenly, as if he completely forgot until that moment, Karl sat up quickly and yelled, "What am I going to do for the stream?"

Y/n shrugged. "See if anyone wants to play Jackbox. Chat always loves those and it's relatively easy to throw together last minute. You just need to find people that are free to play."

"Genius. Who should we invite?"

"We?"

"Yeah. It was your idea, you have to play."

"But, I've never played! And I barely know all your friends so I wouldn't get half the inside jokes. I'd be a boring addition."

"Please? They're your friends too! You just talked to Sapnap and George for four hours yesterday and George was the only one playing anything. That's friendship if I've ever seen it."

"But... others.... like literally everyone besides Sap and George...."

"Things like this are how you get to know them better. Besidessss, you're never boring."

"Fine, I'll play."

"YES!" he shouted. "Okay, who should we invite?"

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Y/n huffed and scooted her chair closer to her desk. She pulled up Discord and hovered over the voice chat everyone was in. An overwhelming number of voices chaotically spoke over each other as soon as she joined.

"Oh no," she mumbled.

"AYYEE!!" a voice yelled, the green bubble lighting around Quackity's name confirming her suspicions.

"Aye," she said back less enthusiastic. "Hi everyone."

"She's here!" George cheered.

Y/n could hear Sapnap huff. "Finally. Geesh."

"This isn't even your stream, calm down." Y/n's eyes scanned the names on the left to read who else was involved in tonight's games. She had suggested a few people to Karl but wasn't sure about the final list. Besides the boys who had already greeted her were BadBoyHalo and Dream.

"Hello, Bugsy! It's nice to meet you! I'm BadBoyHalo."

Y/n smiled widely at his voice. "Hi, BadBoyHalo! Nice to meet you too."

Her eyes slowly traveled to the last name on the list, which had yet to greet her. She wasn't bitter, but she was curious why he hadn't said anything yet. The boys hyped up him talking about her so much but she had yet to feel that energy from him. She picked at the bottom of her hoodie, eyes darting between the names as they lit up when someone spoke.

"Is Dream still AFK?" Sapnap asked.

"I think so," Bad replied.

Maybe that's the only reason he hadn't said anything. Y/n felt stupid for thinking it had anything to do with her.

"He's probably coding something or something like that," George teased.

"Haha nerdy ass man," Quackity cackled.

"Language."

"Don't you also code shit, George?" Sapnap called out. "You're probably helping him test something after this, huh? As Quackity said, nerdy ass man."

"You know what, Sapnap? I'm not sure I like your attitude all that much."

Y/n smiled. Despite feeling nervous, she was already having fun just listening to everyone talk. The real nerves would kick in when they were live in front of tens of thousands of people and she would have to be funny.

A message popped up in the general chat, notifying everyone that Karl was joining the voice call soon so they shouldn't say anything bad.

"Everyone say something weird," Quackity directed.

Discord dinged and Karl's name joined the list on the side. "AAAHHHH-!" he started yelling over everyone to let them know he was here in case they were saying anything bad. With his luck, they were going to say stuff anyway to mess with him.

"So, yeah, that's how I lost my virginity," Quackity said as if he just finished a story.

"To a prostitute?" Sapnap added quickly. "Wow, I never thought you... oh Karl!"

"Language!" Bad gasped.

"What the..." Karl laughed loudly. "What did I just join?"

"Oh, sorry, sorry, sorry," Quackity apologized, which was hard to make out since he was laughing so hard, surprised at what Sapnap added to his joke.

"Bad, you can't say language about a prostitute," Sapnap defended. "That's really rude of you. Maybe it's a little unconventional but they're just tryna make some money the best way they know how."

George laughed with Quackity as Bad sputtered. "I-I said language about what Quackity said!"

"What, virginity?" Karl asked innocently and Bad yelled again.

"Bad hates people who have had sex!" Y/n called, causing Quackity to laugh loudly.

"Bad! How could you?! That's so messed up!"

"Wait, guys, is everyone here?" Karl asked.

"Dream isn't. We don't know where he went."

Karl groaned and started typing something, presumably yelling at Dream to join.

"Let's goooo! We're popping off!" Quackity started saying, stalling. "We're popping off!" George joined him, becoming absolute fools to keep the chat entertained.

"Okay, he's here!" Karl said. "Everyone's here!"

"I'm here, I'm here, sorry. I was... yeah, sorry," Dream stuttered out.

"Welcome back, Dream!" Bad chirped.

"Hello!" he replied. Unexpectedly, his next greeting was directed at Y/n. "Hi, Bug."

Y/n instantly got shy for no discernable reason. She blamed it on his voice and its ability to manipulate emotions any way he wanted. That and she was getting attention from someone first. "Hi," she squeaked back, hoping the contrast of her icy hands would cool her face enough to focus on the game.

"Bugsy, you are adorable," Bad stated simply.

"Sapnap! What did you just send me?" George asked loudly, and just like that, the attention was off of her and she could breathe again.

"What?" Sapnap feigned innocence.

This was going to be a long game.

"Let's play!" Karl decided. "Should we warm up with some Quippy?"

Y/n focused intensely on her answers, silently hoping the others would find her funny.

"Oh my gosh," she mumbled as everyone else finished writing. "Y'all, I'm about to get Quiplashed so hard. Don't make fun of me."

"I seriously doubt it," Dream said. "You can't possibly be worse than George at this game."

"Shut up, we always-  it's like 3 am my time. I can't, like, think of things 'cause my brain isn't functioning."

"Yeah, that's why," Sapnap teased.

"Surreee," Dream said.

The first round wasn't too bad. Y/n was in 5th place but she got quite a few laughs so she didn't care too much about where she stood. She got a notification from Dream on Twitter as everyone laughed at one of Quackity's answers.

Y/n looked back at her screen and saw the new prompt and answers. She read them quickly as everyone was laughing and with a few seconds left to choose, voted for the one on the left. It was funnier anyway.

She loosened up substantially after another round, and she knew it was mostly because Dream had reached out to her. Something about him comforted her and made her feel safe, which warmed her heart.

"Bugsy! What the hell, that's so messed up. You're so messed up," Quackity yelled, laughing at the answer on the screen. They were playing Survive the Internet and her comment got taken way out of context, just as the game intended.

"Oh my gosh!" Karl cackled loudly. "Bugsy, I didn't know you felt that way. Oh my gosh? They're just kids?? Bugsy out the gang?"

Y/n hid her face in her hands and laughed. "Noooo!! Wait I never knew- I didn't know I was ever in the gang?"

"She really said, 'infant children? slaughter them all'," Sapnap joked.

"You know, I think you'd get along really well with Technoblade," Dream added. "Though his specialty is orphans, as it appears."

"No, no, no, whoever wrote that heading is SO messed up!" Y/n defended, rereading the heading that made her comment look bad. She knew it was a game but all the attention on her was making her embarrassed. "Who would think to put that?"

"Everyone cancel Busgy!" Karl yelled.

"Karl, no! You're supposed to be my best friend!"

"I don't know how I feel about my best friend killing children..."

"Karl!!"

"Nooo," Bad protested softly. "I like Bugsy. Don't cancel her."

"Everyone vote!"

The article with Y/n's name turned out to be Dream's. "Dream! What the hell is wrong with you?" she yelled, causing him to wheeze loudly.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I wanted point."

The whole night ended up being like that. Y/n had a lot of fun and by the end, she felt a lot more comfortable with all of them. Quackity, Karl, and Sapnap were loud and very high energy while George and Bad were quieter. Dream was half and half, sometimes matching Quackity's volume and sometimes going a while without saying a word. Overall, Y/n had a lot of fun and hoped to let back in the gang in the future.

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A/N: WOOO PART TWOOO!! Hope you guys enjoyed this part! Also thank you so much for all the love on the first part!! I did not expect it to get as much attention as it did!!!!!

we clearly haven’t got to dream and yn being close yet bc they literally met the day before this but i added a small little dream/yn moment :] pls let me know how you liked this part!!!!!!!!!!!! 

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[theres-an-impulstor-among-us]

Team ZITS mischief? >:D

Team ZIT mischief! AKA: what might have happened if Impulse and Xisuma weren’t so quick to solve their dispute over the height of Xisuma’s building.

(note: it was agreed via DM that the prompt has been changed to team ZIT instead of the full team ZITS)

Hope you enjoy! I had a lot of fun writing this ngl

Writing requests still open! Please read pinned post for details.

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  “This is a bad idea,” groans Impulse, clutching his sword as tight as he can. “Ooohhh, this is a REALLY bad idea.”

  “Stop saying that,” Tango says from his spot atop a nearby tree. “You’ll be totally fine. I have total faith in your ability to be an acceptable decoy.”

  “Acceptable?!” Impulse rolls his eyes. “All I gotta do is not die and I’m not even above “acceptable”? What’s a guy gotta do to graduate to “good”?”

  “Let’s see you not die first, Bait Boy,” Tango teases. “Zed, you in position?”

  Zedaph’s voice comes over their communication channel. “I am currently perched at the very top of Impulse’s tower in Aqua Town, nametags in hand. Dunno if this is where I’m supposed to be.”

  “Yeah, that’s fine,”Tango snickers. “Just keep a lookout and be ready.” 

  “Eight ninety-two, good buddy.”

  Tango frowns confusedly. “Uh… what?” 

  Despite his nerves, Impulse can’t help laughing. “Do you mean ten-four, Zed?” 

  “Probably? I dunno radio codes, dude; I’m just making up numbers.”

  “Focus, guys,” Tango says tiredly, rubbing his bleary eyes. “It took us all night to find these stupid things so let’s not blow it now that we’re close to the end, alright? Anyway, Impulse, are you ready?”

  Impulse takes a deep breath in and out. “Ready.”

  Tango shoots an arrow at the pressure plate, activating the door. The ravager inside the makeshift trap immediately spots Impulse just a few blocks away and charges towards him. He backs up a few steps, before hopping onto the block above the minecart. “Goooood boy. Goooood ravager. Get in the minecart.”

  Unfortunately, the ravager does not get in the minecart. Instead, it lunges upwards, attacking Impulse with its horns.

  Impulse screams as he’s catapulted off the two-block-high pillar. He scrambles to his feet and takes off running, pursued by the ravager. 

  Tango winces as he watches them go. “Uh oh! Stuff’s gone wrong.”

  “What’s gone wrong?” asks Zedaph’s voice in his ear.

  “Ravager did not want to go for a nice minecart ride. Oh, and Impulse… Don’t look now but I think you’ve got more on your tail.”

  Impulse looks. 

  Tango suspects that his best friend’s subsequent scream at finding out he now has three angry ravagers pursuing him can be heard all the way in Aqua Town. 

  “WHY DID I THINK IT WAS A GOOD IDEA TO PUT MY ELYTRA AWAY?!” Impulse shrieks. 

  Tango takes off using his own wings. He soars over Impulse and the ravagers, looking desperately for a way to save his friend. 

  Back in Aquatown, Zedaph glides over from the top of Impulse’s tower to the window ledge of Xisuma’s half-finished building, his eyes fixed on the place in the distance where his friends should soon appear.

  “What’s going on?”

  Zedaph involuntarily leaps to the side with fright, causing him to topple off his perch and tumble to the ground. Thankfully, he lands on the grassy verge, so his landing is softer than it could have been. He quickly grabs his dropped nametags.

  Xisuma jumps down and lands neatly next to him. Even though the thick visor, Zedaph can see a raised eyebrow. “Why are there rails going into my new shop?”

  “Um…” Zedaph pauses, giving himself as much time as he dares to think. “That’s a good question. We’re… um…”

  “We?” repeats Xisuma. “Who else is here?”

  Zedaph blinks, his mind racing to come up with something on the fly. “Um… G-Grian…? And… And… Etho?”

  “Good job, bud,” comes Tango’s sardonic voice in his ear. “You’re killin’ it.”

  Zedaph can tell from Xisuma’s expression that his friend isn’t buying his obvious lie. “Mmhmm. This wouldn’t have anything to do with my dispute with Impulse over the height of my building, would it?”

  “What building?” asks Zedaph innocently.

  Xisuma takes a step to the side. “The building you just fell off.”

  “Oh.” Zedaph gapes at his friend in a panic, unable to think of a reply. “Um…”

  “Gah, my elytra broke!” Tango yelps at that moment. “This cannot get any worse!”

  “IT’S WORSE!” shrieks Impulse’s voice, not over the communication line but real, in the distance. “IT’S WORSE IT’S WORSE IT’S WORSE!”

  Xisuma spins round to find Impulse rushing towards him, followed by three angry ravagers. He lets out a screech and goes to activate his elytra but it’s already too late. 

  Zedaph manages to nametag one of the ravagers before scrambling out of the way as the three beasts bear down on Xisuma, who is cowering in the doorway of his shop. Scrambling into the BOVE offices, Zedaph runs right into Impulse, knocking both of them down. 

  Seconds later, Tango appears and manages to slam the door shut before his foot catches on Impulse’s leg and he ends up joining the two in a heap on the floor. 

  The three lie on the ground in silence for a few minutes, gasping for breath and listening to the terrifying ravager sounds outside. 

  After a long time, a message flashes up on their communicators. 

  Xisuma was slain by You’ve Been Bove’d!

  Impulse and Tango very slowly crane their necks to look at Zedaph, who is staring straight up at the sky with wide eyes, pretending not to notice his friends’ gazes. 

  Finally, the two simultaneously burst out laughing, and after only a moment, Zedaph joins in. 

  “I feel like I had an explanation for that name but now I don’t remember what it was,” Zedaph gasps out through his laughter. “It doesn’t even make any sense!”

  Impulse reaches over to pat his friends on the shoulder. “It’s very Zedaph. Oh, boy… Well, that did not go according to plan.”

  “It really did not,” Tango exhales. “But we kinda achieved our goal in the end anyway.”

  “Xisuma’s gonna kill us, right?” asks Impulse.

  Tango snorts. “Oh, absolutely. But I don’t have the energy to run anymore so I’m just gonna lie here, maybe take a nap, and hope he has mercy on me.” 

  “Oh, a nap sounds pretty nice right now, not gonna lie.” Yawning, Impulse tilts his head to rest on Tango’s shoulder and closes his eyes. “I’m so tired…”

  Zedaph laughs quietly and leans his own head on Impulse’s shoulder. His eyelids are so heavy that he can hardly stay awake anymore…

  And that is how, fifteen minutes later, Xisuma finds them when he finally manages to dispatch the last of the ravagers. He goes to push open the door but spots the three sleeping in a pile on the floor through the window, and he lets out a fond sigh, most of his annoyance already dissipating. 

  “I’ll deal with you three morons later.”

[hatsukeii]

Hi! 2, 4, 6, 8, 12, 14 for Kageyama from the headcanons list?? If it's too many, just choose whichever interest you the most! Thank you! 💜

Hhhhh ty for requesting!!

I have so many ideas from Kageyama after seeing the latest few chapters all over my explore page on ig, this should be fun~

Btw just because I crave fluff and made up romantic scenarios I will be including you as a female s/o, I hope you’re fine w that bc I’m terrible at writing same sex fanfics and I feel like including you might be fun too, sorry if it’s not what you prefer, I’ll write up another one if you want!!

(You aren’t mentioned excessively though, so don’t worry!!)

Warnings: Mild manga spoilers that have to do with Kageyama’s backstory, nothing too major though, and angstangstangstangstangst-

2. How are they like on social media?

- Kageyama’s probably one that doesn’t really have that much regarding social media.

- However he would probably have the most common ones.

- Instagram, snapchat, maybe twitter too.

- He also has tiktok now that you’ve basically forced him to download it.

- Definitely uses instagram the most out of everything he has.

- Username: milkboykags

- Followers: 992 (Since he’s pretty popular through playing volleyball.)

- Following: 745 (He tries to follow most of his followers back if they have mutual friends between them, even if it’s a fan.)

- Profile pic: Probably one of those grunge shaky pics of him with a few of the Karasuno team members and you with a dark background and stuff.

- Bio: If you don’t have milk, don’t bother looking for me. ~Me, 2k19 (He hasn’t updated his bio a year lol.)

- His instagram feed is actually pretty aesthetic.

- He has one volleyball post of the entire team at the beach playing beach volleyball while the sun sets.

- He’s way too proud of that post.

- Another one of his posts was taken when you two were on an arcade date (At that time he hadn’t confessed yet, but he asked you out just to do that) and he sneaked a photo of you trying to get a unicorn plush from one of those claw machines.

- That one he’s gonna be keeping in his feed forever.

- He has a collection of highlights.

- There’s one for volleyball practice shenanigans, one for those little dates he takes you on, another one for full on group hangouts, then one of camera wars with random people that try taking photos of him, most likely you or Hinata.

- His feed basically revolves around this filter recipe he made for instagram, which makes his photos look cooler toned and more faded.

(P.s dm me if you want the recipe bc i made it on vsco lmao no I’m not a vsco girl don’t worry.)

- He doesn’t really use snapchat and twitter.

- Only does streaks with you and the volleyball team.

- Tiktok though, is a whole other story.

- Username: givemethecows

- Followers: 1405 (People from both tiktok and instagram.)

- Following: 200

- Bio: I make videos and shit.

- Profile pic: Bass boosted you like jazz meme (Bass boosted but photo if you get me.)

- Kageyama has this whole lowkey eboy thing going on with his tiktok.

- Most the time his videos are just a way to show his weird sense of humour or his sense of style that screams casual eboy.

- Since you forced him to get tiktok, you also forced him to learn dances with you.

- He’s terrible at those.

- Like very bad.

- He managed to break a pair of Tsukishima’s glasses while doing the renegade at break.

- And almost twisted his hips trying to throw it back as a joke.

- Needless to say it’s both hilarious and embarrassing for Kageyama.

- There are also tiktoks of him doing insane volleyball tricks on camera like the demon quick, the synchronised attack, and his jump serve etc.

- Which have gained him quite the following on the platform.

- In conclusion, Kageyama is generally pretty good at social media, but sucks ass at dancing.

4. What is Kageyama’s preferred weather?

- Surprisingly, Kageyama doesn’t like sunny weather. At all.

- For him, it’s the absolute worst thing.

- He think that sunny weather is way too annoying and hot and stuffy and gross.

- Plus, going out for morning runs in sunny weather is like wearing 10 jackets in hell.

- Like you can put on an extra layer if you’re cold but you can’t just strip naked if you’re hot.

- Oh my god he hates it so much it pains him to even think about it.

- He likes rainy days.

- Definitely not his favourite though.

- Rainy days usually mean staying home for the entire day.

- He can just laze around in his house, do whatever he wants.

- The sound of rain against glass windows soothes him.

- The constant sounds of droplets hitting the windows give him a sense of tranquility and peace.

- He will quite literally, fall asleep to those sounds.

- However rainy days do have their drawbacks.

- One of them, is having to stay home.

- Kageyama likes going for runs just to take in some fresh air, but that won’t work when it’s raining cats and dogs now will it.

- Plus, it means everything he does is restricted in his house unless he can get to an indoor gym that’s open.

- Boring.

- So he prefers windy days, when the cold breeze grazes his skin and the sun hides behind the fluffy clouds.

- It’s those days where he doesn’t have to suffer the heat that the sun brings upon him, nor does he have to suffer the feeling of rainwater dripping from the tips of his hair.

- He can do whatever he wants and still feel at ease and comfortable.

- Quite literally everything he asks for in a day.

6. Favourite music?

- Let’s be real, Kageyama probably isn’t good at music.

- He can’t dance or sing to save his life.

- However, he does enjoy how listening to music calms his nerves and gives him a chance to relax, even if he’s in a situation where he should be focused on an assignment or a piece of class work.

- People would expect him to enjoy listening to EDM or alternative rock, but no.

- This boy likes to listen to lofi and love songs.

- This doesn’t mean that his playlist only consists of these two genres, but the majority of songs in his playlist are either chill lofi beats or songs that give you the feels.

- Some of his favourite artists are Jeremy Zucker, Blackbear, Conan Gray, Billie Eilish, Lauv, Clairo, Wallows, Khalid, BENEE, Post Malone, Coldplay, Rex Orange County, Green Day, Shiloh Dynasty, Kina, love-sadKID, and the Arctic Monkeys.

- Has like 5 different playlists for different moods and events.

- One for moody times, one for study beats, one for when he wants throwbacks, one for firing him up before volleyball matches, and one for if he ever has to DJ in the front seat of someone’s car.

- Prefers to listen to music by himself.

- You’re an exception though.

- If he’s with you, you get one earbud, but he’ll be the one choosing the music still.

- You two have pretty contrasting tastes when it comes to music.

- He likes softer songs and lofi the most, whilst you prefer old rock and alternative rock. Oh and also a lot of throwback songs.

- I feel like Kageyama has definitely cried to a few songs when he was going through hard times.

- To him, listening to music is also a way of releasing all the inner conflict and frustrations.

- (Spoiler for backstory) When his grandfather died, he put Fix You on loop for at least 20 minutes.

- He was just numb, curled up into a ball on his bed, staring at the wall. He couldn’t feel anything. Nothing in his mind registered properly. All he could think of, was everything his grandfather had taught him, before he eventually passed away.

- Submerging himself into the melancholy song he was listening to, he didn’t even feel the tears that were now streaming down his face.

- The salty tears were now staining his pillow, creating little wet spots.

- He listened to every single lyric in the song, clutching his sheets harder every time the chorus came up.

- He punched his mattress repeatedly, still unable to accept the fact that someone he held so dear to his heart had just left like the wind.

- It wasn’t long until he was a sobbing mess, shaking and whimpering as he knelt on the bed.

- Silently sang to the lyrics, plopping back to his bed in defeat.

- His sister lingered in front of the door for five whole minutes, eventually leaving to let Kageyama sort out his feelings himself.

- You introduce a ton of new songs to him, since he doesn’t know that much about anything else other than lofi and sad songs.

- Just please no one let him listen to Nickleback. Please. He doesn’t need to know about it.

8. Movie that he would choose for a move nigh?

- The monthly Karasuno volleyball team movie night was finally here, and it was Kageyama’s turn to choose a movie this time, much to Tsukishima’s dismay.

- He’s put a lot of thought into this, not wanting to disappoint his teammates by choosing a shitty movie.

- He basically tried to figure out what everyone wanted to watch.

- However, everyone had very contrasting requests.

- Tsukishima wanted to watch Jurassic Park, Yamaguchi wanted a Disney movie, Hinata wanted something Marvel, Tanaka and Nishinoya wanted a horror movie, (Mainly so they could hit on you whilst you were still single) Sugawara wanted a romcom, Yachi wanted a comedy, and the others were fine with anything.

- He stressed himself out way too much trying to choose one movie.

- He finally got an idea after 3 entire days of thinking.

- And it wasn’t anything the team expected.

- Kageyama pulled up with Pulp Fiction.

- He’s seen that movie at least 5 times already.

- It was the perfect mix of comedy, gore, action, and philosophy.

- Plus, anything that starred Samuel L Jackson was worth a watch.

- Till this day, it remains one of his go to movies, alongside any MCU movie. (Captain America: The First Avenger is definitely his favourite though.)

12. Something small that they enjoy?

- One of the two small things Kageyama enjoys doing is baking cookies.

- Cookies in particular.

- I mean, there really is no detailed explanation.

- He’s pretty good at baking in general, even Tsukishima enjoys the cookies he bakes.

- Plus, he gets to dip the cookies in milk, what’s there not to enjoy?

- Another little thing he enjoys a lot is actually photography.

- Most the time, when he sees a pretty sky, or a city street at nighttime.

- He can’t help himself but snap a few photos here and there.

- Something about a well shot photo just hits different.

- Sometimes, he brings his camera out just to takes nice photos.

- Whenever you two are on dates, he’ll be able to capture candid or motion shots of when you’re just looking out the window of a bus mindlessly, or when you’re twirling around on the street playfully.

- Photos speak a thousand words, and honestly? He lives by that.

14. What is enough to bring him to tears?

- Support.

- Kageyama really needs support from someone he cares about.

- And no, not like support from his teammates.

- That’s different from hearing someone cheer from the stands.

- (Spoiler for backstory) Kageyama’s parents never gave much attention to him, since they were always busy with work. The only person that ever showed support for him was his grandfather, who passed away while he was still young.

- As if that wasn’t enough shit directed towards Kageyama, his teammates abandoned him during a match in junior high not long after the death of his grandfather.

- Which means that Kageyama now has lowkey abandonment issues.

- All through his volleyball journey he never got the support and reassurance he needed.

- He watched in envy as people from opposing teams, or even his own teammates, waved at their family members after they won or lost a match.

- All he could do was stare at the stands, hoping to catch just a glimpse of a family member.

- Nothing.

- Nobody realised how alone Kageyama felt during and after matches, until they watched him break down in tears after a particular match.

- It was the Spring Match against Seijoh, and Karasuno was playing like normal.

- Kageyama was insanely good as usual.

- What he didn’t notice then, was that you had dragged his sister Miwa to the match just so you both could cheer for him.

- In addition to that, you were also wearing his jersey.

- It wasn’t until the final point was scored, did he hear you and Miwa scream from the stands.

- Hearing the familiar voices, his head basically snapped in your direction, scanning the stadium for someone familiar, before landing his eyes on you and his older sister.

- His eyes widened for a hot second, his mind running in circles.

- Nobody has ever cheered for him.

- But here you two were, cheering for him from the stands.

- And you were wearing his jersey.

- A hand went up to cover his mouth, a huge grin spreading.

- One drop.

- Two drops.

- Then came the waterworks.

- The entire team was shocked.

- Like shookth.

- The two of you ran down to the arena, engulfing Kageyama in a huge hug.

- Best moment of his fucking life.

- From then on, the Karasuno team members made sure to notify you of any matches they had against other schools, hoping you and Miwa could go cheer.

- You two haven’t missed a single match since.

Whoooo three hours of work and going straight to Netflix at 2:30am, what a life.

I couldn’t resist I’m sorry casual or slight angst is my favourite genre of hc and fanfic-

I hope you liked this xx😗👉👈

[buoyantsaturn]

Supercut (1/1)

summary: supercut: a compilation of a large number of short video clips or supercut: a story told in instagram posts

it's a fic based on this headcanon list!!

word count: 4380

read on ao3 ((recommended for formatting))

[TheGhostKing]

[2387 posts. 89024 followers. 231 following.]

[Nico di Angelo. 20. LA.]

Nico always had his notifications turned off - with as many followers as he had, it was understandable, since the notifications came in like a flood at all hours of the day. That didn’t mean that he completely ignored them, of course, because he liked reading some of the comments that people would leave him and - since he’d started getting paid by sponsors for his posts (which he still didn’t fully understand, but he wasn’t going to complain) - he liked seeing which of his posts got more likes and comments than others.

For the most part, the pictures with Nico’s face in them got the most reaction. A lot of the time, the comments that people would leave on those pictures made Nico a little bit uncomfortable - they were like catcalls, only over the internet - but Nico figured he could ignore it and leave commenting enabled because the good comments he got outweighed the bad.

There was one new follower that Nico had recently gotten, whose name kept popping up on Nico’s notifications as he scrolled through them. He liked a lot of Nico’s pictures, though when Nico went through and checked, the only ones that he’d liked had Nico’s face in them - a lot of people did that, sure, but those people also tended to leave the creepiest comments. This follower - sunshine.solace - had only left Nico one comment on his most recent picture of himself which said only a single word: beautiful.

Out of boredom, Nico decided to check out sunshine.solace’s account. He had about two hundred followers, much less than Nico, and his pictures were all much brighter and had happier vibes than any of Nico’s. His picture was of a pretty blond boy with golden hair and a million freckles, such a wide smile that his eyes were nearly shut - Nico guessed that the picture was taken in the middle of a laugh - and he had three stripes painted on his cheeks in the color of the bi-pride flag. His bio was simple: will. 21. bi.

Every picture that Will had ever posted was stunning. Perfect lens flares, just the right angles, a sort of brightness that was calming rather than blinding. The subject of most of the pictures - the same beautiful blond from the profile picture - was the best part of it all. Nico could stare at those pictures all day if he could.

He liked one of them. Without thinking, he opened up his DMs and sent a message to Will: hey sunshine. His brain didn’t catch up until the message had already been sent, and there was no getting it back.

Nico shut off the screen and shoved the phone under his pillow, as if that would prevent any response from coming through. His phone buzzed, and Nico hoped it was a text or an email or anything but a response and without checking it, he grabbed the phone and ran out of his room and into the living room where Hazel was sitting on the couch.

He practically dove onto the couch, shoving the phone into Hazel’s hand before hugging a pillow close to his chest.

“What’s happening right now?” Hazel asked, muting the TV before turning so that her brother had her full attention.

“You know how you and Jason always say that I should just go for it and talk to somebody? You know, like, date-wise?” Nico said, staring at his phone like he was afraid of it.

“Yes, I believe I recall saying something like that,” Hazel said.

“I messaged somebody on Instagram,” he said. “I don’t know why, I have no idea what I was thinking, but I think he responded and I’m too afraid to look at it.”

“You’re freaking out and you don’t even know if he answered?” Hazel asked. She rolled her eyes and unlocked her brother’s phone. “Sunshine.solace, is that him?”

“Yeah,” Nico croaked, and held the pillow closer.

“He said, hey ghost king, to what do I owe this pleasure?” Hazel started to hand the phone back before he stopped herself and said, “Do you need me to answer this, too? Or are you going to be able to hold a conversation with him?”

“How could he answer so calmly?” Nico said. “How do people not freak out over stuff like this?”

“Maybe he is freaking out, but he knows how to sound super calm over text,” Hazel offered, and started typing something. “Or maybe he also made his sister text for him.”

“Wait, Hazel, what are you sending?” Nico demanded, and crawled forward to grab for his phone, but Hazel held it out of his reach. “Hazel, please.”

“There, sent.” She handed the phone over, and Nico felt like he was going to throw up from the nerves. “You’re welcome. I’m sure you can handle yourself from here.”

“What did you do?” Nico said, and had to read over the message about three times before he finally started comprehending the words. The pleasure is all mine, since I get to talk to someone with such a pretty face. “Hazel, what the hell is this!”

“It’s flirting, you should try it sometime.”

“But I don’t talk like this! And now he’s not responding, look at what you did!”

Just then, his phone buzzed in his hand, three times in quick succession.

sunshine.solace: oh

sunshine.solace: oh wow

sunshine.solace: um

“Hazel, I think you scared him,” Nico said, but his phone buzzed again.

sunshine.solace: sorry, its not often that someone as beautiful as you are calls me pretty

“Oh, shit,” Nico breathed. He whispered, “Hazel, he said I’m beautiful,” as if speaking up might scare the other boy away.

“Oh, good, you’re flirting,” Hazel said, her attention turned back to the TV. “Find out if he lives anywhere near here and maybe ask him out. Good luck.”

“You’re not going to help me?” Nico asked.

“Gotta learn how to do stuff for yourself eventually,” Hazel answered. “Now you better hurry up and reply before he thinks you’re not interested anymore.”

“Shit!”

[2 minutes ago]

[Image: a cup of coffee with a heart drawn from milk. Behind it, the coffeeshop is a distant blur.]

[ sunshine.solace i have a date with the prettiest boy i’ve ever seen and i think this is the barista’s way of wishing me luck]

Will had gotten to the coffeeshop much earlier than he should have - it wasn’t his fault (it absolutely was), he just wanted to make sure he wouldn’t be late. So he sat in his seat near the window for about twenty minutes, not wanting to ruin the heart in his coffee and instead letting it get cold while he waited for his date to arrive.

He was expecting to get stood up, to be quite honest. He hardly believed that he’d actually been asked on a date by Nico di Angelo, so until he saw Nico walking past the window and through the door of the coffeeshop, he still didn’t think it was true. Nico ordered his coffee, waited by the counter until it was ready, and made his way over to Will once he recognized him.

He sat down across from Will. Nico di Angelo was sitting down across from him.

Nico started fidgeting uncomfortably under Will’s stare, so he looked down at his coffee once he realized he was being rude. “Um. Hi.”

“Hi. Will, right?” Nico asked, and Will thought he might melt at his lightly accented voice. The corner of Nico’s mouth quirked up as he continued, “Or do you prefer Sunshine?”

He smiled, resting his chin on his hand as he let his gaze return to the other boy. “Will is fine. Is it Nico, or Your Highness the Ghost King?”

Nico snorted. “Please. It’s just Your Highness.” Nico took a sip of his drink in hopes of bridging a somewhat awkward pause in the conversation. Introductions were over, so what were they supposed to do now?

“I’m sorry if I’m staring,” Will said suddenly, seeming to catch himself in the act again and looking anywhere else. “It’s just...you’re even prettier in person, somehow.”

Nico ducked his head and turned to look out the window, scratching at the back of his neck as he said, “Yeah, well. You’re pretty, too.” When Will didn’t say anything, Nico peeked up to see Will beaming at him, and he felt his heart skip a beat.

“I, um,” Will started, wrapping his hands around his now cold cup of coffee, still smiling as he continued, “I have to be honest with you about something. When I first got that message from you, I got super nervous. That first message that you got from me was actually from my sister, because I was so nervous that my hands were shaking too much to type.”

“Really?” Nico asked. “I made you that nervous? But I’m… just a guy.”

“A really pretty guy,” Will said. “I only get nervous around the pretty ones.”

Nico ducked his head again, this time trying to hide a blush. He mumbled, “I was nervous, too.”

“Yeah?”

Nico nodded. “Actually, uh, one of the messages you got was also from my sister.”

“You’re not just saying that to make me feel better?” Will asked.

“No, I, uh, I’m not very good at talking to people.” Nico huffed. “Which I’m sure you’ve noticed, by now.”

“I think it’s cute,” Will told him. “You’re a lot different than I expected - good different, of course. I mean, your Instagram is all dark and gloomy, but you don’t seem like that at all. You’re cute, is what I’m trying to say.”

“I’m not cute,” Nico said to the window, but Will just kept smiling at him. Turned out, Will’s smile was contagious, and Nico found himself smiling back in seconds.

While they lived on different sides of the same city and they attended different universities, Will and Nico met up on the weekends to study together. With finals so close, it was difficult to find time to make dates when there was so much work to do, so they decided to kill two birds with one stone by studying in a public library nearly halfway between where the two of them lived. (They tried studying in private - either at Nico’s apartment or in Will’s dorm - but there were too many... distractions in private, and Nico got bored far too easily when all they were doing was reading textbooks.)

Nico still found himself uninterested in his work just as quickly as when he was in his own apartment, but being in public kept him from distractingWill as well - most of the time, at least. Sure, he couldn’t hop into Will’s lap and kiss him until he forgot about whatever he was reading, but he could pull out his phone and start snapping pictures of the pages in Will’s textbook until Will shoved him away.

[just now]

[image: drawing of a skeleton from a medical textbook.]

[ TheGhostKing god i wish that were me #finalsweek]

Will finished taking notes on the chapter he was reading before pulling his phone out of his pocket and checking his notifications. He raised an eyebrow at his boyfriend when he saw the alert of a new post from Nico, and started laughing when he saw what it was.

“Don’t you have a paper to write?” Will asked as he put his phone away again.

“But that’s so boring,” Nico told him. He reached his leg out and ran his foot along Will’s calf as he said, “It’s so much more fun to mess with you.”

Will set his chin on his hand, elbow pressing into the pages of his textbook as he leaned forward. “I’ll tell you what: as soon as finals are over, you can mess with me all you want.”

Nico leaned forward, sliding his laptop to the side so that it was out of his way. “Is that a promise?”

Will held out his other hand: a closed fist with the pinkie sticking out.

“Are you kidding me?” Nico laughed, but linked his pinkie with Will’s.

Will pulled Nico’s hand closer and pressed a kiss to his knuckles. “Hurry up and finish your paper, and then we can go get dinner. Sound good?”

When Will finished his last final, he walked outside to see Nico waiting in the driver’s seat of a car sitting at the curb.

“Hey, hot stuff,” Nico called out through the open passenger window when Will walked up. “Need a ride?”

“That depends. Where are you headed?” Will asked, bending over to look through the window.

Nico shot him a grin. “Guess you’ll have to get in and find out.”

Will straightened up and took a step back. “Well, that’s no way to get a guy in your car.”

“Wait! Babe, c’mon, just get in the car,” Nico whined.

Will tugged open the car door and got in, dropping his backpack on the floor by his feet and leaning over to kiss his boyfriend. “Hey.”

“Hi,” Nico said, and settled back down in his seat before starting the car. “How was your test?”

“Fine, I think,” Will answered as he buckled in. “I’m pretty sure I passed, at least.” Nico pulled out onto the road and started driving toward the edge of town - away from either of their homes. “You gonna tell me where we’re going?”

“Nope,” Nico said, popping the p.

“‘Cause, you see, I was under the impression that as soon as finals were over, we would head back to your place,” Will said slowly, one of his hands sneaking over the center console so that his fingers could tease at Nico’s thigh. “Maybe get takeout, get nice and comfortable--”

“No distracting the driver,” Nico said, stopping Will’s hand with his own and lacing their fingers together. “I was thinking that we could go out for dinner before heading back to my place, but we’ve gotta make a stop on the way first.”

“A stop where?”

“You’ll see.”

They left the city, driving for nearly thirty minutes out into the country until Nico pulled over on the side of the road, seemingly in the middle of nowhere. He turned off the car and went to open the door and get out when he noticed that Will wasn’t moving to do the same.

“You know, usually people don’t kill people in the middle of the day. They tend to wait until the middle of the night, just to make sure nobody sees.”

“I didn’t bring you here to kill you, Solace, now get out of the car.” Nico rolled his eyes and flung open the driver’s door before climbing out of the car. Will followed quickly and as soon as he was standing he understood why Nico had brought him there. About a hundred yards off the road was a field of sunflowers, all taller than Will and thick enough that someone could hide inside the patch, completely unseen.

Will beamed and grabbed Nico’s hand, running toward the field and dragging his boyfriend behind him.

“How did you find this place?” Will asked once they’d reached the flowers.

“Hazel told me about it,” Nico replied. “I thought you might get some nice pictures for your Instagram, or something.”

Will wrapped an arm around Nico’s waist and pulled him in for a kiss before they dove into the flowers together.

[12 minutes ago]

[image: a figure in all black stands surrounded by sunflowers. The person is holding another sunflower by the stem, hiding their face.]

[ sunshine.solace i have the best boyfriend in the world]

Nico held the sunflower in one hand and his phone in the other as he reached up to press his lips to Will’s, snapping a picture as he did so. When Will pulled back, he took Nico’s phone to see the picture: the sunflower took up almost half of the screen, concealing their kiss but showing just enough of their faces that Will could see for sure that it was them.

“How do you take such amazing pictures on the first try?” Will asked, resting his forehead against Nico’s.

“Practice,” Nico told him, and saved the picture to a separate folder on his phone.

“You’re not gonna post that one?”

“Does that look like it fits my aesthetic, Solace?”

Nico woke up with his face pressed into Will’s neck and Will’s arms wrapped around him. He felt one of Will’s arms twitch every so often - the arm that he was using as a pillow - which made Nico think that Will was scrolling through Twitter while he waited for Nico to wake up.

Nico shifted his head so that he could bite at the base of Will’s neck, letting him know he was awake.

“Ow!” Will said, and flinched back. “Geez, I think you bruised me.”

“Shut up, I barely touched you,” Nico groaned.

“Yeah, but that’s the same spot where you gave me a hickey last night,” Will reminded him.

Nico hummed and pulled back enough that he could see the hickey fully. “Oh yeah, I guess I did. It’s a good look.”

“Uh huh, sure it is,” Will said, and rolled over onto his back. Nico pulled himself closer again and placed his chin on Will’s chest, staring at Will with a rather familiar look on his face - he had two expressions that were awfully similar that Will sometimes had a hard time keeping straight: the spark in his eyes either meant that he was setting up the perfect picture in his head, or he wanted to have sex right now.

Will thought he might’ve figured out which one of those it was when Nico pushing himself forward and latched his mouth onto Will’s neck once again, sinking his teeth into the skin to make another bruise.

Will tangled a hand in Nico’s hair and tugged in the hope that Nico would let go. “Nico,” Will moaned. “Can’t we at least have breakfast first?”

Nico hummed against Will’s skin and shifted to suck on another portion of skin. He pulled back after a moment, seeming to check over his work before throwing a leg over Will’s waist and sitting back on his hips. Will ran his hands up Nico’s thighs as Nico reached to the side and grabbed his phone, lining up for the perfect picture.

“Woah, hey, are you taking a picture of me?” Will asked, jerking his head up and ruining the shot.

“Yeah, put your head back down,” Nico said. “Tilt your chin up.”

Will settled back down and complied. “Is this for you or for your Instagram?”

“Insta.” When Will turned his head again, Nico said, “Relax, your face isn’t in it.” He was finally able to take the picture he wanted, and rolled off of Will’s lap until they were laying side by side.

Will grabbed Nico’s wrist and pulled him closer until he could see the picture - his shoulder and neck, the line of his jaw at the top of the frame; little red marks blending in with a larger purple bruise, his freckles spotted throughout.

“Oh my god, I’m covered,” Will said. “You can’t post that, it’s so embarrassing!”

“What? No way, it’s such a good picture,” Nico argued. “Nobody’s gonna know it’s you so there’s no reason to be embarrassed.”

“Kayla will, and Austin, and Hazel,” Will said.

“They won’t care. Besides, it’s too good, I’ve gotta do it,” Nico told him, and pulled his phone back to post the image. “If it really bothers you that much, then maybe I can make it up to you somehow.”

Will slipped an arm around Nico’s waist and set his chin on Nico’s shoulder. “I can think of a few ways.”

Nico set his phone off to the side and turned his head to brush the tip of his nose against Will’s. “Oh yeah?”

Will pulled himself closer until he was laying on top of his boyfriend, still nose-to-nose. “Yep. You can’t expect to turn me on like that and not do anything about it.”

Nico wrapped his arms loosely around Will’s shoulders. “I thought you wanted breakfast.”

“Yeah, but you can make me breakfast after.” Nico snorted before laughing outright, and Will blew a raspberry into the side of his neck.

[25 minutes ago]

[image: freckles and bruises across tan skin]

[ TheGhostKing more beautiful than all the cosmos]

Will had moved out of the dorms at the end of the semester and into the tiniest, shittiest apartment Nico had ever seen. It had a bathroom just big enough for a toilet, sink, and shower stall - too small for two people; they’d tried - a bedroom that was mostly just a bed and piles of boxes that Will hadn’t bothered to unpack, and a galley kitchen.

Will insisted that Nico come over for dinner, because Will was certain that he could cook whatever recipe he’d found, and wanted Nico to be the first to try it - he knew his boyfriend couldn’t cook for shit, so Nico was skeptical, but he figured that if he was there, he might as well help as much as Will would let him.

Will seemed to catch on to Nico’s game early on, and sent him away to the bedroom to put on some music. Aside from clothes and other necessities, the only things that Will had unpacked were his record player and a small stack of vinyls. Nico flicked through them for a little while, trying to find something he didn’t completely hate, and finally dropped a record onto the player.

He slipped his phone out of his pocket to take a picture of the player to post on his Instagram before making his way back to the kitchen.

[just now]

[image: an old record player with a simple black vinyl record, the record sleeve propped up behind the player to display the album]

[ TheGhostKing he’s lucky i love him bc his music taste is shit]

As soon as Nico stepped into the kitchen, Will grabbed his hand and pulled him in for a dance as he sang along poorly with the music that was playing. Nico started laughing despite his complaints, but when Will spun him, he saw one of the pots smoking on the stove.

“Will, it’s burning,” Nico told him.

Will brought him in from the spin and dipped him, pressing a kiss to his lips before straightening up again and returning his attention to the dinner.

Nico leaned against his counter, scrolling mindlessly through Twitter, and didn’t see Will check his phone while he was stirring one of the pots. He nearly dropped his phone when he read the caption on Nico’s latest post, and took a second to turn off the burners on the stove before he took a step back.

Nico turned when he realized that Will wasn’t cooking anymore, and frowned at how red Will’s face had become.

“Hey, are you alright?” Nico asked, setting his phone on the counter behind him.

“I was gonna--” Will started, staring down at his feet. “I got this recipe for a nice dinner, and it was gonna be all romantic - well, as romantic as dinner in bed can be, since I don’t have a table or chairs - and then I was gonna tell you, and I wasn’t sure you would say it back, but you actually beat me to it.”

Nico stepped forward and cupped Will’s cheek in his hand. “Babe, what are you talking about?”

Will held out his phone, still with Nico’s latest post on the screen. “You said you love me.”

Nico’s eyes flickered down to the screen before meeting Will’s again. “I did. I do.”

Will smiled. “I love you, too.”

It was easy for Nico to convince Will to move out of his tiny apartment when he suggested that they find a place together, someplace fit for two people that was halfway between the colleges they were attending. They would see each other every day and Will wouldn’t have to spend anymore of his time in the terrible college dorms. It might even give Hazel the push she needed to finally ask Frank to move in with her.

But that wasn’t important. What’s important is that Nico and Will were moving in together. They were in love, and they were going to live together.

All of Will’s things were still packed up, and Nico piled as much of his stuff into his car as he could to take it to their new apartment. Theirapartment.

As soon as all of their belongings had been loaded into the building, Will set up his record player and started playing the same album that Nico had put on when they’d had dinner at Will’s - it still wasn’t Nico’s favorite, but it was growing on him. The living room, though packed full of boxes, was plenty big enough for Will to run in, lift his boyfriend off the ground, and spin them in circles as the music played around them.

Moving was tiring, and even with all the extra adrenaline they both had from the excitement, they ended up passing out not long after dinner. They woke up with the sun - they didn’t have curtains for the windows in their bedroom yet - and found themselves wrapped around each other. Will hadn’t been able to find the box with his pajamas, so he’d fallen asleep in his boxers, but Nico had dug around until he found one of Will’s sweaters - a few sizes too big for him and the brightest shade of yellow he’d ever seen.

[just now]

[image: Nico laying in the middle of the bed wearing Will’s big yellow sweater, mid-laugh, the sunlight shining in through the windows making him glow]

[ sunshine.solace god im so in love]

[9 months later]

[image: Nico on his tiptoes, pulling on Will’s graduation gown and kissing him, holding up Will’s graduation cap to hide part of their faces.]

[ TheGhostKing congrats sunshine]

[2 years later]

[image: a ring box containing two rings, one slightly larger than the other. The larger of the two made of silver, the smaller made of gold.]

[ sunshine.solace ive never been happier in my life]

[nancylou444]

hi nancy!! it's this anon again; nancylou444 (.) tumblr (.) com/post/648381068911755264 / and i'm here to vent again, i guess. I hope you don’t mind me getting a little personal here lol... i think about you a lot, that’s why i’m here again. when you replied to those asks i sent the other day it was such a nice feeling, like maybe i am not bad like them. maybe i’m doing my stuff the good way. and yeah, like you mentioned, you don’t have me blocked nor have ever blocked me- (1/6)

(2/6) -so i guess that’s something? :) i feel like lately i’ve been giving up a little and have been a little more rude, said stuff i shouldn’t have said. fandom related and all, i mean. and i feel sad for it, because i don’t wanna get to the point of actually harassing people online or idk bad stuff hellers do, that’s why i came here. to clean my mind a little bit ig. you’re nice, i wouldn’t miss an opportunity to come into your ask box <3

(3/6) im not gonna lie, im no minor but i’m barely an adult, and it’s been kind of hard to develop my opinions on some things online, because i haven’t gotten to experience much from them. I used to think, specially when it came to spn which i always knew was a very divided fandom, that for example if you were on the destiel part of it you had to agree with everything they said, or if you joined the wincest part you also had to agree with it ALL. which of course i later figured out was bullshit.

(4/6) now i know that there’s a lot of things in both sides, and even in other sides like the sastiel or the megstiel, to agree or not agree with. hell there are PLENTY of things you have said i don’t agree with, but the right thing will never be going ‘stfu w*ncestie’ or something lol. maybe when i stop being a chicken and dm you instead of writing essays in anon asks we can debate about them…? would you be down for that? i would love to, you’re really cool and you could finally get to-

(5/6) -debate with someone who will not underestimate you for your ship, or everything that usually happens when you talk to hellers skdjfskk. the good thing here is that i know you’ll respect my opinions as long as i respect yours and so it goes. like i said, there’s a lot to agree and disagree with everywhere you look. we’re decent people, and i really feel like a nice person when i come into your blog !! i love deancas with my life and i don’t like wincest a bit, but you do-

(6/6) -and that’s what matters. gosh i can’t believe i’m on six asks now IM SO SORRY i got really excited about talking to you again. to conclude, life’s been busy. my blog’s been growing a lot (hit 1k!) and tbh i feel nice being nice. it’s good to spread the love. i love my part of the fandom a LOT, it’s been home, i just wish they would notice that. see you around, some day. you’re great, i'll come around. have an amazing night, keep on slaying 'em

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(re)

First, as you can see, I've given you a tag of your own. Hope you like it. 💖💖

Second, I got a bit distracted by other things today, but I did promise that I would answer this, so I wanted to get to it before I forgot again.

LMAO, that is what my haters don't understand, how you present yourself is how I respond. I can talk about ANYTHING but don't treat me like garbage and expect me to respect you. Nope, not going to happen.

You would be amazed to know that my followers and I do not agree on everything. But we are adults, we tag accordingly and we blacklist accordingly. We agree to disagree on some topics as long as we have enough stuff to fangirl (or boy) over.

Oh yes, with the destiehellers, you are either with them or against them. We, wincest/bibros, don't have that absolute vision of the show. There are certain things I have issue with and I'm sure there are some posts of mine, that make my followers roll their eyes. But like I said, we agree on the big picture, the little details aren't important.

LMAO, I do come across as a bit aggressive, my darling, so no great rush to unveil yourself. In fact, over the years I've had a few anons that eventually got up the nerve to reveal themselves and we are now mutuals.

Not going to lie, I won't follow a destiel blog, but I might check in every now and then. I do have a destiel blog that has been gathering dust over the years. It has cute destiel fanart. Nothing graphic but cute fluffy stuff. My main issue with the ship ISN'T the ship, but certain crazed shippers.

So of course you can dm me and we can chat about stuff. 💖💖

Nothing to apologize for, my darling. You feel safe in my askbox, and that's fine with me.

Is that 1k posts or followers? Either way, congrats.

Yes the fandom would be a lot happier place, if there was more love and less delusion.

Take care of yourself, my darling.

💕💕💕

[atltheshow]

Okay

So, I have an Instagram by this same name that I use to vent to my friends, but it's gotten too close plus they know too many people. Imma keep it anonymous obviously just in case but here we go

This is really for me to just document my summer this year bc I'm literally strung out on caffeine and painkillers at all times

So a few things you need to know: I have a chronic connective tissue disorder which is the scary way of saying I have ligamental laxity. My joints don't stay together. As I type this my ankle is out. Anyone, I had a surgery 6/26/15, aka the day gay marriage was legalized in the US. Another important thing, I am bisexual with almost an even split. I stopped taking highschool classes after my sophomore year and have taken them at my local community college instead. This is because I'm big depressed and big anxious so I couldn't do school. I work at my CC as a math tutor for ever math below Calc I, including developmental. I want to be a orthopedic surgeon and am going for a duel bachelor's in petroleum and mine engineering as premed. I have an older and younger brother, both of which I adore but get on my nerves too much. My older brother went to an in state university for his freshman year, decided he wasn't ready for the move, and is coming to the same CC as me, as a year below me, his high school senior sister. My young brother just finished his first year in traditional high school, at a different high school than I went to. He's a competitive gymnast. My father works out of town and my mom stays at home. I cannot drive yet, but as of today I am eligible to get my license. I am largely into the robotics Program in our county, where I was second in command as of last season, was second lead of programming, safety assist, scouting assist and head fabrication. I truly love robotics. I also golf, and love watching it, yes I am upset about Woodland okay.

So here's where we introduce my few main groups of friends:

Robotics friends

School friends

SPS friends (my middle school friends)

Friends ;)

So some of these overlap, majority of those in it don't.

Robotics:

My absolute best friend, who we will call Syrup is was on my robotics team, she's a year older and aged out. We met my freshman year of highschool. She's amazing and I love he's so dearly.

Cross, literally the male version of me. He's dating Syrup. He was first in command of the team this year. Also aged out. Him and syrup broke up for a few months and it was weird for the friend group but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. I also love and adore him.

Heat is one of my oldest physically. She was a mentor on the team but me and my brother ended up getting really really close with her. She's super thoughtful and sincere. She's in school to be a clinical counselor.

Pooky is old as well. He's a redneck. He is also Hispanic. He mentors and I got really close to him after me and Cross basically annoyed him into going to dinner with us after a robotics meeting one summer. Now he's by far one of my favorite people. Also asked out heat when they were seniors in high school.

Dementia is the oldest physically. He was honestly a fluke. One of pookys friends that he asked to come by one day and we all ended up liking him. He was on the team and already knew Heat, Cross, and pooky. We convinced him to come to dinner with us the same day we convinced pooky. He's honestly the funniest person I know. He works as an engineer at the local forklift company.

Button-lives an hour and a half away but is going to college another 4 hours away. Met through my brother but then we became really good friends. I call him button bc he gave me one of his buttons from robotics and it was the nicest thing ever. He also stayed up with my during Ramadan at 5 in the morning when I couldn't sleep in pain. He knew I was hurting and he sacrificed what little sleep he could have for me and I am forever grateful and I don't think he realizes. One time he drove down to see me and it still makes my heart warm. He's someone I would have shot my shot a long time ago if we weren't an hour and a half away and drastically different religions.

Shea- named after his dog bc I know he'd love that. I know how weird it sounds but I'm in love. I would marry him tomorrow if he asked. He's predental at our towns uni, and honors. He was first in command of our team last year. He mentored scouting this year :).

Small robotics characters

jamin- was really close with him for two years, then he went to college and fratted, now works two hours away. I love him and miss him

Jew-not really Jewish. Very sweet. Very handsome. Very funny

Lampshade- little Bros best friend. Athletic and smart. Good child.

Weeny-had a crush on his, honestly super sweet and just a great personality. 12/10 pure.

Noodle- dated syrup then had a FWB thing with me. Broke it off after a dumb joke gone wrong. Still miss him tbh.

Eggroll- Shea's best friend. About to be a junior in college. Hits me up for nudes. Super energetic.

School friends

I have three. FOUR

Harvard- he earned the name. Smart and determined boy. I met him in middle school. Absolute softy and I love it. Super athletic. We have the type of friendship where we listen to each other super well but have no idea what's happening. He'll talk about baseball to me and I talk about robotics to him. Do either of us absorb it? No. Do we still listen? Yes.

Dorks- changed his last name a bit but it fits. Became bff's in art history. Sold him drugs once. Minnesotan. We're starting a podcast together. Literally super chill as a friend

Cow- sounds so mean to call her that but it's her favorite animal. She's special needs but I still don't know how. She's a real G. There through everything.

Jazz- tall lanky. Sweet. Plays jazz. I miss him. Was gonna go to prom with him then didn't. Oh well. Button helped me through that mess as well.

Sps

Confused- theater kid. That's all

Dragon- strange, doesn't like touch. Goes to Catholic hs

Draw-art who programs too. Goes to special math school 2 hours away. DM

I have a dnd campaign going with them so I probably couldve used their character names bc even if they found this blog they'd just be like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Friends ;)

Boy oh boy. Most of these overlap tbh. Noodle boy, lampshade and Eggroll belong here

Callaway- never actually met in person. We talk about golf and send nudes. Ideal person tbh.

Neck- am a year older. Mentored his Lego robotics team. Asks for nudes daily. Occasionally gets them.

Step-was my old neighbor. Homeschooled until 7th grade. Very very large. Kinda scary tbh. Send occasionally, dislocated my ankle sucking his dick once

Titan- named after his truck, which I lost my virginity in. We have. An interesting relationship. Met him through a friend not mentioned. He hit on me, we talked, it wasn't gonna work as bf/gf but it would as fwb bc they're was mutual attraction on that end. The first time we met in person I gave him a handjob. December 2018 he told me he needed a break bc his mental health was failing, okay whatever. Comes back around March, do stuff quite often. The other day though, we just got done, and he told me he needed another break bc all he did was run to me for sex when he was sad. Totally cool but he also removed me from stuff so he wouldn't be tempted. Kinda sucks and im honestly a little hurt bc then the friendship is gone too but honestly it's probably for good. He will come back.

Anyway it's late and me and Harvard are both sad so gn, posts soon to come.