#(i dont know what the blow up was about yet but hey fun of making stories)

[oifaaa]

Is anyone doing good in the family in the 29 years late au? Also who is still an active vigilante?

Kate and Renee are doing good they're both retired and living happily- but main family tho I mean everyone else is still very much an active vigilante everyone except Bruce they're all just trying to get through the day

[hiddenlife-manager]

i dont know if you do driver x driver x reader, if you do then maybe oscar x logan x reader? if you dont then just logan x reader is good. i dont really have a good idea for smut but if youre up for it there could be some oral sex, choking, possessiveness, and degradation? ima gonna be honest its been a hot minute since ive read your smut so id theres something in my request youre not comfortable with, my apologies!

Logan Sargeant X Reader X Oscar Piastri

cw... anal, double penetration, not edited, cumshot, kissing with cum, hair pulling, slight dom, slight hinting to the two of them being into each other, gagging, blow job, oral, jealousy, timeskip, plot and porn, etc...

notepad... HIYA! Second post of the day. Honestly speaking I enjoyed this. But i probably could have spent more time on it. Either way I had fun.

There were only a few things Logan Sargeant had that Oscar Piastri didn’t. He hated to admit it, but it was true that Oscar was the better rookie and the better driver. He had things that Logan didn't, but he had one thing—the only thing Oscar couldn’t have and wanted more than anything. He had you. You were his trophy, the girl the two of them fought for in the Perma days. There was no hate between the two of them, still being the closest of friends, but Oscar could never help but be filled with jealousy each time he saw you with Logan. He was the better match for you, yet you chose Logan. 

It was the Miami Grand Prix; you were there supporting Logan after a disappointing week. Oscar certainly had a bad week, but compared to Logan, it was a hundred times better. He couldn’t help looking at you talking to Logan, walking hand in hand. He wanted what Logan had; it was selfish; you were happy; his friend was happy; he knew it was wrong. 

“Hey Oscar!” He heard Logan's voice call him out, it stunned him. He looked up, seeing him walk up with you. You waved to him, clearly unaware of his feelings.

“Oscar, you look great; how long has it been?” You asked, letting go of Logan's hand, hugging the tall man. Leaving him confused for a moment, he slowly raised his arms to hug you back. It had been sometimes since he felt your touch that all the feelings he felt became stronger than ever. 

“Likewise, are you two still together?” He asked if it was true that you were never in the media and were also never posted about. You nodded. Logan grabbed her hand and pulled her away. 

“Stronger than ever. Oscar, do you want to join us for dinner at my place? Like before, this time at my own home.” Logan asked him rather quickly. Oscar was unsure of how to respond. After spending an entire night with you and Logann being in love, It sounded like hell, yet he missed you, the sound of your laughs, or the way you talked. It was a tough decision; it felt like hours passed while the two waited for his answer. 

“Like old times.” 

“Ah~” You mumbled your head back, your legs being pushed while Logan’s mouth sucked at your clit. How did Oscar get here? Watching his friend eat out the girl he wanted. He could have left, but he stayed. Your moans sound so sweet, like honey to him. He watched Logan suck your clit almost as if he were making out with your pussy. You were clearly close to orgasming, your words becoming less coherent. He heard the low voice of Logan. 

“You’re our guest, Oscar; I know you want to.” Logan stood up, looking at him with your juices on his lips. Logan knew him too well. Oscar walked over to you and him. Logan sighed, seeing your panting face cumming just by his mouth. “You are my friend, but do know I am possessive of her. Don’t leave a mark on her Oscar, or I might not be able to forgive you for it.” 

Oscar nodded; it seemed like all that Logan told him went through one ear and out the other. Logan sighed, climbing on the bed right behind you, hauling your panting body up. He used his chest to support your back, putting you right at the edge of the bed for Oscar. His other hands spread your legs wide. 

“You want me to?” Logan rolled his eyes, taking one hand away from you and tossing a condom for Oscar to catch. He hated it because he was acting so inexperienced in front of you. He held the condom, opening it while pulling his cock out and putting the protection on properly. 

“Pick a hole, ass or pussy?” 

“I know you, Logan; you pick.” Logan smiled upon hearing Oscar say such a thing. He was caressing your cheek, flipping you over, and having you on all four. 

“I say surprise her. You dreamed of this, so do what you want for once.” Oscar knew Logan's kind heart was nothing but excited to have control over him. Logan pulled out his cock, pumping it a few times. "Besides, I have her mouth.” He shoved his cock into your mouth suddenly. Oscar began to hear the lewd sounds of your muffled gags. He groaned while doing it. He shoved his cock up your ass. It was so tight, and you were so unprepared. “You picked her ass. I’ve been training her, so she’ll be fine.” 

Logan gently placed his hands on your head, playing with your hair; cooing at you. Oscar could tell he truly cared for you. No matter what, even face-fucking you, he had a hint of gentleness. Oscar held onto your hips, bouncing you back and forth on his cock. Causing moans to be heard that were muffled by Logan's cock in your mouth. Logan thrust deep into your mouth, gagging echo into the large room. 

“Can I grab her hair?” Logan smirked, nodding to him. Oscar's hand went to your hair, pulling it back, causing a small pop when your lips left Logan's cock. Logan used the opportunity of shock from you to shove his cock once more into your beautiful mouth. Logan and Oscar found themselves moaning, both enjoying the view of you being used. Clearly, they both enjoyed it; their relationship has been a bit rocky since Logan got with you, and this was a good way to get them to fix it. 

You, on the other hand, didn’t mind it; you were being fucked in two holes and forced into a moaning mess. You loved it even when your hands got weak. They began to shake, feeling like you were about to orgasm. You knew Logan was close, his cock twitching in your mouth and his thrust being deeper than normal, making you gag even louder than before. You weren’t sure how Oscar orgasmed and were unsure if he was close or not, yet the sounds of his whimpering from how good your ass felt told you all you needed. 

The abuse of your ass and mouth continued until Logan thrust so deep it made you gag that you had to pull away while he came. Oscar grabbed your hair tightly, your mouth open, and Logan once more shoved his cock in your mouth, making you milk him dry. You were gasping for air, trying to moan, cum flowing out of your lips, unable to hold yourself up. Oscar fucked you faster; you knew he was enjoying it, but it became overwhelming for him. 

That was until he pulled you back by your hair so tight that he sat you up and came into your ass deep, filling his condom up. Leaving you moaning loudly at the feeling of his cock getting soft slowly. You were still covered in cum. Logan leaned down to you, kissing you deeply, not caring about the cum clearly on your lips. Oscar is still deep inside you; his cock is so deep that it feels better than any woman he has been with.

“We can do this again, Oscar.” Logan and Oscar were both naked, watching your sleeping body. You went right to sleep after they helped clean you up. 

“I missed you too, Logan.” They turned to each other and shook hands, firmly embracing each other in a quick hug.

[mai-mai-lim]

"What do you wish for?"

An all-dialogue birthday work for Ashley Jang.

A/N: yup, i am.... very late on this. It was supposed to post a week around her actual birthday (July 20th) and what day is it today? ... yeahhhh

and because im actually proud, here's the post that only has the artworks.

--- “Saengil chukha hamnidaaa~”

“Happy birthday Hye-chun! Make a wish yea? What do you want?”

“I-i want-”

“Shh, dont say it out loud, or else your wish wont come true!”

“Alright, do it like this. Close your eyes and say your wish, not out loud. And then blow it all out.”

“You did it!!! Now we can eat the cake!!”

“Yaaayy!! Cake time!!”

"Alright, here give these to the elders first, these should be enough.”

“Oh look who’s coming for the cake!! So eager, its not your turn yet, Seung-jae.”

“Aw.”

“Auntie!! Have a cake!”

“Its alright, you can give it to Seung-jae.”

“Bleh, he has to wait! Mama said so!”

“Hey!!!”

“Haha, kids these days…”

--- “Do you like your lunch here?”

“I love it!! I’ve never been to a buffet here before. It’s quite nice!”

“Glad you love it. Also, we ordered a slice of red velvet cake for you. Happy birthday my girl.”

*gasps* "Thank you!!”

“So do you wanna make a wish? I mean, we can ask for a candle-”

“No need, I can just wish in my heart and just, eat the cake you know?”

“Oh yes yes. Haha, you are growing up, don’t feel like doing that anymore isnt it?”

“Y-yeah…”

“Hm? What’s wrong, dear? Are you ok?”

“Oh, it’s just…, I was thinking of the old times back then. There was a time when Uncle Ethan brought us to the island for my birthday years ago! It was really fun.”

“That was years ago? Time sure flew fast… ” 

(How long… did the accident happen? Hold on, this year is… oh. They were gone… for more than a year…)

“...I, I actually miss them, it’s just not the same anymore…”

“Y-yeah, I miss them too.”

“*sighs* let’s not think about that today, alright?”

“Sorry, I sort of brought down the mood on my own day.”

“No no, dear, you didn’t. It’s understandable. Come on, the cake’s not gonna get eaten by itself, no?”

--- “Heeeeeeyyyy!! Happy 21st Birthday Ashley!!!”

“There it is, the magic number!! Now can fully do whatever you want liao!”

“Whoa, you guys…”

“21 leh! I see people always make 21 years old extra special one, so we also made it like this for you, with balloons, deco, food, also matcha cake, one of your favourites!”

“T-thank you.”

“Wait, actually back in your home, you are considered 22 is it? Must be confusing.”

“I mean, I’m studying here, may as well follow how you guys count.”

“Well, fair enough. Also I just noticed you got your hair dyed! Looks pretty!”

“Thanks, been wanting to do that for a while.”

“So, any wishes you made?”

“I dunno man, I just wanna survive another school year, then it’s off to… wherever we go after grad-”

“Shush!! Too early to think bout the future! Let’s just celebrate your day, afterwards we go for karaoke, k?”

“It’s more like, are we gonna stay in touch after grad?”

“Like I said, it’s too early to think that! Course I hope we stay in touch, but who knows?”

“Ok ok fine, soooo, I heard karaoke just now~”

“The cake can wait then, let’s go!!!”

--- “Hey, you guys actually know Ashley’s birthday is coming up soon?”

“Wait really? Huh, never knew that. She didn't really tell anyone that.”

“Ooo, why dont we gave her a lil’ surprise then?”

“And that’s what im thinking about! Let’s start planning…”

- “Haaaaaaaaaappy birthday girlypop!!”

“Heard today is your special day, gurl! We planned this few days ago just to give ya the best of the best!”

“... oh my god…”

“Yup, I asked around and got your favorite cake flavor too!”

“Red velvet, eh, I guess it’s alright…”

“*whispers* He found it from the finest cake shop and stole it.”

“What the- Don’t tell her that!!!”

“There are also presents given from some of us who couldn't come, but they wished ya too."

"I... I didn't expect this, all of this really. T-thank you, all of you..."

"Aw, don't mention it! You are one of the coolest people I met here, may as well returning the favor. By the way, did you wish for something?"

"Bet it's gonna be loads of plushies- ow, hey!!"

"Uh you are completely wrong. I'm not telling you all then."

"BOOOOOO"

. . .

(Besides, that wish had already came true, and they are right in front of me.)

---

Formatted text for whose speaking: Pink - Ashley, Blue - Seungjae, Orange - Brutus, Green - Cameron, Non-colored text in part 4 - Jinjer

[rocketboots564]

I decided to write more of my first time reactions and thoughts to rvb Season 9!

This should (hopefully) be the third and final part for season 9.

Season 9 part 3:

Imagine showing up to your funeral, and they don’t even give you a respectable eulogy… They just talk shit about how you talked a lot…

Yeah I would kill all of them… Simmons is 10 times the man I’ll ever be.

Oh so Maine straight up stole the grenade launcher! Kinda like he did with AI units… history is a full circle once again

You know… I feel like the director should’ve given them equipment just in case the sarcophagus thing was heavy. Which it is. The Director is a really bad boss

Understatement of the century I know

Washington I’m 80% sure half the things you freelancers do is improvise… and honestly I’d be sick of it too

Oh yeah Carolina let’s just fucking kick out friends off of a SEVERAL STORIES TALL BUILDING. You’re lucky you have that armor.

The freelancers do heists the same way I played Payday 2: Five minutes of stealth before going “nah fuck this” and blasting the brains of some poor shmuck all over the walls

I think you SHOULD feel bad for the people down there, you tossed MAINE at them Carolina.

You chose to use the flamethrower… inside a building… no wonder the freelancers kick your guy’s asses on the reg… yall are fucking idiots

DONT YOU DISRESPECT THAT GUN IT SAVED OUR ASS IN REACH. Bouncy gun is fun

“That bit with the purple plane? That was just showing off,” well when your number one in Freelancer ranked mode you might as well act like it Wash

You know Carolina kinda acts like Tex a bit. No wonder they’re at odds. There’s only room for one dommy mommy bisexual badass in this show

Oh it’s not a bomb… it’s worse… it’s a big ass fucking lazer

AHSBBFMSM THE JPEG EXPLOSION is KILING ME

Yeah Carolina I bet it is karma… deserved Karma

NOT THE XYLOPHONE!

CAROLINA HITTING THE FUCKING Sonic Adventure 2 CITY ESCAPE “talk about low budget flights. No food or movies? I’m outta here!” ON THE SARCOPHAGUS

I’m surprised Project Freelancer wasn’t investigated and shut down earlier with how much property damage and civilians they endanger.

Tex being responsible about the about the team is a nice change of pace–oh she was paid…. makes sense.

Simmons can play the Banjo? When’s his new single dropping?

Grif be supportive of your Brofriend (Bro + Boyfriend = Brofriend)

Wow… imagine your best friend being closer with your ex/not-ex girlfriend than you.

Couldn’t be me Church… mainly cause I’m gay and don’t have a girlfriend

Sarge, the planet is quite literally breaking apart, and your plan is to blow it up… honestly I’m not even surprised.

It’s actually astounding how absolutely this heist went to shit… and quickly too.

“We had to learn to care for our equipment” Tex says. Cut to five minutes ago where she drove a motorcycle through a glass wall.

HOLY SHIT MAINE CAN TAKE SOME DAMAGE! I mean I know they’re wearing Spartan armor and all, but JEEZE.

I love how even the freelancers almost (emphasis on almost) fumble their stuff like the red and blue teams.

Like when Carolina juggles the briefcase in the air before getting a hold of it, and then immediately getting kicked back.

Damn… more Carolina and Tex beef.

How much do I wanna bet Grif’s plan is gonna backfire hilariously?

Yes it backfired horribly… because now Andy exists… again

Oh hey Delta was born! Great! Which means Alpha/Church was just tortured to the point that his mind split…. Not great…

“We’re the good guys? Right?” Oh… you’re concerned you’re not? What clued you in, the insane property damage, murder, or endangered civilians?

“I forget you…” AAAHHH WHAT THE FUCK THAT IS SO SAD YET SO GOOD.

And they brought him back… that’s actually really fucking funny.

THEYRE GONNA KILL THE DIRECTOR?! AWWW YES THIS MOTHERFUCKER HAS IT COMING.

Conclusion: YES I CANT WAIT TO WATCH SEASON 10

[agi-ppangx]

first off, pls do your hw super important thing!! (says like I didn’t stop studying philosophy to send this bc it’s gonna blow my mind) second:

imagine hanging out at night with chan on a day off (both of you have been getting your asses kicked by life) and you’re just laying in his bed, enjoying the feeling of his hair in your hand and his hand in your side under your shirt. a movie is in the background but none of you really care bc the only important thing are the whispers being shared as if trying not to disrupt the peaceful ambiance that the room has adopted. when the movie has ended you’re both sleeping with your heads touching and hands intertwined. the boys definitely make fun of you the next day and call you out for being “in a honey moon fase” since you got together, but all chan does is give you a kiss on your forehead and go make breakfast for his lover and the seven annoying boys who interrupted your early morning<3

(sorry if there’s mistakes as I said philosophy isn’t good for my brain grrr)

dont worry, im doing it rn !!🫡 also good luck with philosophy !!<3

but also yes omg your brain🫠🫠🫠 i like to think you two wouldn't even be talking about anything important, too worn out to have those really deep conversations, so instead you're talking about sharks and clouds and food and so many different, unimportant stuff, simply relishing in each others company.

“did you know sharks don’t have bones?” you whispered to chan, playing with his hair and running your fingers through it to untagle it after a long day. “really? well, good for them. at least they don’t have any back pain,” he chuckled tiredly, closing his eyes in content, feeling ever so relaxed under your touch.

and you would feel so honoured when you noticed that chan fell asleep on your shoulder, bc let's be honest, this man is chronically exhausted, so when he let his guard down and felt so comfortable around you that he fell asleep ?? instant butterflies in the stomach. you would gently place your head on top of his and you two would sleep like that until one of the boys didn’t wake you up in the morning.

“hey, channie hyung, do you know where...” hyunjin burst into the bedroom, waking you both up. you grunted a bit, sleepily rubbing your eyes. “you know what? nevermind,” hyunjin exclaimed, shutting the door and leaving you completely confused. you two could hear his voice when he started talking to the rest of the boys. “gosh, they act as if they’ve just married.” you noticed chan’s face and the tips of his ears were bright red. “what do i do with them...” he mumbled and you giggled, ruffling his hair. chan placed a gentle kiss on your lips and placed his forehead on yours. “you hungry? i bet the boys haven’t eaten yet,” he whispered and took your hand into his, leading you to the kitchen with a smile on his face.

alright, now im delulu ><

[murdocking]

„ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ”

-a chishiya series ch4 ch6

masterlist

warnings + notes: sorry i took forever >< just mentions of alcohol and weed… idk what else tbh i made this at 3am lol bye

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ꜰɪᴠᴇ

- THREE OF CLUBS

you’ve been tapping the heels of your feet onto the floor for nearly 30 minutes, replaying a rhythm you are unable to remember. to others, it just plays off as though you’re enjoying the party music that assaults your senses- but in actuality, you’re arguing with it. though you try, you cannot combat the obnoxious noise that shakes through your body.

“hey” his slightly raspy voice makes you jump, but chishiya seems as though he was aiming for that reaction.

“dont sneak up on me like that…” you’re holding your hand to your heart while he smirks, sitting on the beach chair beside you in front of the pool

“it was a perfect moment. what are you doing here? shouldn’t you be sleeping?” hes right, its still dark outside- and you’re not exactly thriving in the club areas. you’re not exactly sure why you’re not in your room either, or possibly exploring the resort.

“i just wanted to not be alone i suppose”. it seems sadder than it is, but you like the feeling of being alone, not being lonely. and if sitting by rabid beach members alleviates that loneliness- then you’ll welcome it gladly.

chishiya plays it off like he understands, but he honestly doesn’t. he thrives off of his own self, and he rarely can tolerate being around more than 3 people at once, let alone a crowd. to him, he has no benefit from being around others- especially if they’re overbearing like the majority of those in the beach. it just simply isnt his scene.

“if you say so.”

neither of you speak, simply sitting there beside each other as the wind blows tougher, and you can sense chishiya has ran back to the comfort of his own mind. its odd, he seems to always be in thought- but youre too freshly involved to get to ask him what it is he’s debating inside.

chishiya knows he’s ethically wrong for this, he took an oath to do no evil, yet here he was- sitting beside you as though he is your friend while mapping out an idea that will most likely get you killed for his own benefits. and he thinks he’ll start to take advantage of the things you’re opening up to him about. it doesn’t make him feel too good, but he stands up and looks at you before speaking

“come with me.”

chishiya leads you up a wounding tower of stairs, and you secretly wonder if he decided not to use the elevator just to make fun of you losing your breath over climbing up multiple stories. eventually, you hit the top of the stairs, and he forces open a metal door, leading straight to the roof.

“oh wow!” you’re impressed. the view from the roof is beautiful, and the people downstairs seem so small and little. from here, you can see the greenery attacking the city- and somehow it is comforting.

however, you get the feeling chishiya hasn’t led you up here to show off the new world to you. the air is tenser than before, and uncertainty runs deep inside of you.

he notices the atmosphere as well, and moves a bit closer to you to whisper, as though the people on the ground can hear his words.

“hatter will want to see what you’re capable of soon. i know your visa has days left, but he needs to know what you can bring to the table.”

“i didn’t know i needed to audition for some guy. and we had a game together, can’t you just vouch for me?” you’d rather not get thrown into another murderous game so quickly- you have only had such little time to recover mentally, and now you had to join another potential bloodbath? you don’t bother to look at chishiya, you’re already becoming absorbed by the mass possibilities of what this future game will present you with. he just observes you, noticing how you begin to bite on the inside of your cheek and cracking your knuckles in front of you.

the actions bother him, your anxious mood making him furrow his brows and gnaw on his lip, and after a long silence- chishiya betrays his own self by replying to you

“i’ll find a way to get us together when the day comes.” though the sentence is short, and the blonde immediately begins to walk away after speaking, you know in your own way that chishiya wants to give you his support.

the days leading up until your next game go by fast, and chishiya notices how uncharacteristic he begins to behave. he actively searches for you throughout the day, and with every small moment you learn more about him.

he tells you about how he mainly practices in a pediatric hospital, but strays from the conversation of his own younger memories. finding that you have a unique interest in reading, you both begin to venture for books within the conference rooms of the resort. you admit that your confidant helps you with the budding anxiety of the inevitable game- and you’ve been able to branch out to others as well. kuina has been a common late-night partner of yours, with her it feels as though you are meeting a friend in the true world. your conversations are light and airy, but you both connect on an emotional level as well with ease.

kuina has helped you to meet others as well- like the boy with the cap you saw in your last game, who’s name you’ve learned is tatta. with him, he seems to follow more of ann’s directions- you can’t blame him, she’s probably one of the least intimidating executives the beach has.

you can hear the horns and yelling downstairs, and you recognize it as the time for the late night games. soon after, there’s a knocking on your door. you don’t have to think about who it is, and you only pray that he managed to get you both in the hellsent game together.

when you open your door, chishiya’s face is unreadable. he observes you from under his white hood, zipper head grazing his lower sternum- and is that eyeliner…?

he just nods his head as a greeting, giving a low wave you as you mumble a “hi” and close the door behind you. you hid the bottom of your swimsuit with the sweatpants you had worn before, and an athletic jacket ontop. chishiya doesn’t wait for you, and starts to walk towards the elevator on your floor- speaking without bothering to look at you.

“i tried my best, tatta will be joining us.”

this is all he says to you, he doesn’t even reply to your thanks, simply staring forward at the elevator doors. you get a sense of deja vu from the experience.

if you thought the silence from your room to the lobby was killer, the ride to the game itself made you claustrophobic.

you could feel the alcoholism from the man sitting in the passenger seat, emanating from his breath and marinating into the roughened seats of the car. his loud guffaws while he told some falsified story of his previous games to the stoned girl that sat beside you in the backseat who simply egged on his already high ego. chishiya sits on your right side, but stares out the car window with his music playing- and tatta drives the car stiffly. you can read the nervousness in his eyes when he looks into the rear mirror and sees your face before quickly paying attention to the road once more.

you’re rather uncomfortable, shuffling more towards chishiya once the girl next to you begins to start talking with her hands- and making obscene motions. chishiya practically hugs the car door so you dont touch his shoulder, and you try your best not to. the air is stifling, and you just resort to closing your eyes while shaking your leg to try and calm yourself. you can faintly hear chishiya’s music that he’s been blasting in his ears, and try to focus on that instead of the drunk dude in the front talking about how he screwed some chick a day ago.

secretly, chishiya notices this- he sees how your leg starts to bounce to the rhythm of his old music, and your breaths have gone into harmony with his own. he simply just raises the volume more, ignoring the slight discomfort he begins to experience from the loudness.

when you arrive, the game arena simply seems like a recording studio. its when you grab a phone the counter, that you notice something is different. the phones are protected in casing- and the individual mic room has metal flooring and rusted metal walls. tatta stands beside you, following your line of sight and also seeing the thick metal hinges on the bottom of the other room, unlike the red carpet of the studio where you are directed into.

there are buttons and microphones lodged into the silver counter in the studio, a mesh cover sits over a thick, soundproof, glass window into the other room, joined by a thick metal door on the left.

the girl speaks, her hair moving upwards as she begins to clip it up. “is this going to be some sort of skill game? we doing karaoke here or something?” she laughs, and the drunken man shakes his head- quickly sobering up as compared to his behavior in the vehicle not too long ago.

“something’s up, that door is too thick for something as trivial as that.” he’s right, the door is to protect those in the room- or maybe , hold whatever is in the other room back.

GAME REGISTRATION CLOSED! THERE ARE FIVE PLAYERS, THE GAME WILL NOW BEGIN.

you can hardly pay attention, because the tiny arena begins to creek loudly- and as the feminine robotic voice continues her spoken instructions, you lift your head up to view the studio.

the recording room’s metal floor has begun to open up, and water rises to meet the hinges of the flooring. there is no light, just dark water in the opening of the floor.

DIFFICULTY: 3 OF CLUBS!

RULES: FIND THE CODES AND INPUT THEM INTO THE CORRECT ORDER. THE SET WILL BE FOUND UNDERWATER, AND THE ORDER IS WITHIN THE CONTROL STUDIO. YOU HAVE TWO CHANCES TO PUT THE CORRECT CODE ORDER IN. AT LEAST TWO PEOPLE MUST BE IN EACH ROOM AT ALL TIMES. AFTER 30 MINUTES, IF NEITHER ATTEMPT IS CORRECT, IT WILL BE A GAME OVER AND BOTH ROOMS WILL BE GASSED.

30 minutes to move in the dark? were these codes supposed to be divine messages from some guardian angel ?

chishiya wastes no time, quickly moving a swivel chair as the phones begin to count down from 5 minutes- 5minutes to decide who will be in each room.

he begins searching the room like a maniac- even though tatta shyly calls his name.

“chishiya… we need to uhm, figure out how this is going to work.” he simply lets out a gruff “uhuh” while tossing some old vinyls in a box to the floor.

“well nice to know youre helpful! now i’m not that great at swimming- i grew up on the countryside so i dont think im the best bet for this. how about you eh?” the drunk man nudges the younger lady- her eyes dizzy with a reply to his taller stature.

“well… i did middle school swim club … but that was before i moved away-“ he wastes no time, grabbing her wrist and forcefully dragging her towards the metal door despite her protests. “then you’re perfect for the job! who else?!” he scans the room, landing his gaze on you. “can you swim?”

theres about 2 minutes left on the countdown and you resist letting out a laugh in his face. “so are you determining people’s roles now? it seems like you’re just trying to deflect having a role in this altogether.” you say, avoiding answering his question.

he seems ticked off, sneering as he walks closer to you- making you look up at him but your stare doesn’t waver. “you know what, i recall someone saying this was hatter’s game run for you…” he eyes you, looking down at your body and back at your face “so who better to fill the empty spot than you..!”

you can feel your heart drop a little, but internally- you know you should’ve expected it. chishiya eyes you from the side of the room, subtly nodding his head and you know you’ve hit a wall.

the gravity of the situation doesn’t hit until the countdown ends, and the metal door slamming against the wall and locking shut isolates you and the other girl from the three men in the other room. it is silent, and no matter how hard you try, you cannot hear those in the control room.

the girl’s arm is shaking, and you’re not exactly confident in the abilities she has to carry this game to its end.

in front of the glass window, is a table with two headsets- and you hand the girl the other one. chishiya looks at you from his seat behind the control panel, eyes behind the mesh cover of the glass window. he has pity for you.

GAME START

[anachronistic-falsehood]

whiskey help i dont watch qsmp what the hell is going on with charlie i keep seeing cool art please infodump 2 me (<< guy who is unfortunately weak for glitch aesthetics and also guy who enjoys charlie slimecicle)

OKAY. SO. You're aware of the eggs right? Slime and Mariana had one named JuanaFlippa (trans icon <3) and she died pretty early on which SUCKS because i LOVE HER!!! there are also these things on the island called Codes. they're just glitched out forms of binary code and they used to keep trying to kill the eggs. the codes can impersonate the eggs and have multiple times before to try attacking the islanders

ON CHARLIE'S BIRTHDAY. he goes to his house and finds this fucking underground cave. where did it come from? who fucking knows. HIS DEAD FUCKING DAUGHTER SHOWS UP. when she writes on her signs to talk, it's basically terezi speak, like a whole bunch of letters are replaced with numbers which is Weird bc she didn't used to do that. but charlie is a grieving father and it looks like his daughter is back. she says it's not safe for her here yet and leaves him alone in the cave

FAST FORWARD TO A FEW DAYS AGO. charlie finds juanaflippa again and she wants to hang out and do egg tasks with him like they used to!!! fun times!!!! she is killed multiple times throughout the night bc of Shenanigans but she always comes back. eggs don't do that. charlie doesn't care!! she's alright and that's all that matters!!!

yesterday. i was watching cellbit's stream so i might be missing some more context but the pov from the other streamers makes it sooooo much more fucked up. anyway SO. phil and cellbit go to visit charlie. they see juanaflippa. and their own eggs are missing right now, and they know juanaflippa's dead so it's... really weird??? but hey if one of the dead eggs is somehow back and charlie seems sure that it is her then let's just be calm and polite about it. (cellbit's "i must be the best tio ever" instincts kick in and he is so so nice to her in the beginning oh my god it was so sweet I MISS SEEING HIM WITH THE EGGS)

at some point charlie. sneezes??? kind of?? but it sounds like.... glitched out computer noises. that's not normal!!! but he treats it like it is. cellbit realizes that part of charlie's shoulder is.... black??? with green lines through it??? it looks kind of like one of the code entities OH FUCK THIS IS CLEARLY NOT JUANAFLIPPA. and her being an imposter gets more and more obvious. she doesn't take damage now, her signs are riddled with leetspeak and completely glitched out symbols, she wants to blow up mariana's house, and she doesn't remember a lot of things.

like this is so clearly not juanaflippa but charlie doesn't care. to him, this is his daughter!!! she's finally come back to him!! and yeah her shell is a little cracked and she writes a little weird and he can understand the strange symbols on her signs and his shoulder hurts and he just makes sounds that he can't control, but that's his baby. that's his daughter. he misses her so much. there's nothing wrong with him. there can't be. not as long as juanaflippa is here

[ultimatelyunassuming]

"Did you find the meme yet?" Karkat lazily asks, a arm wrapped around your chest as he absentmindedly watches the tv.

"Be patient man," you respond, leaning against Karkat's body, "This shit takes time."

"You've been looking on discord for ten minutes. Ten! It shouldn't take this long to find one shitty meme."

"I'm leafing through 6 years of dms between us, it's gonna take this long to find one shitty meme sent, like, a million years ago."

He grumbles something incoherent and vaguely antagonistic as he rests his head on your shoulder. You think he said something about how this meme better be good. "Awww, I love you too," You coo. You can feel how hard Karkat is rolling his eyes. You smile and turn your attention back to your phone. You scroll absentmindedly through thinly veiled threats between the two of you sent years and years ago, keeping an eye out for a deep fried Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff gif you sent him during middle school to try and get him to blow up at you. Your eyes practically glaze over as you grow bored of looking. After another minute of searching, you almost deem this mission a failure, until...

carcinoGeneticist: HEY THERE ASSHOLE, I DOWNLOADED YOUR SHITTY, HIPSTER, GAMER MESSAGING APP, CAN WE FINALLY WORK ON OUR PROJECT?????

Oh my god. You found Karkat's first message to you.

turntechGodhead: yea sure

carcinoGeneticist: I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY WE CAN'T JUST TEXT EACH OTHER LIKE NORMAL FUCKING PROJECT MEMBERS.

carcinoGeneticist: EVERYONE ELSE IS NEARLY DONE WITH THEIR POSTER BECAUSE THEY WEREN'T PETULANT CRYBABIES THAT THREW A TANTRUM AT THE MERE THOUGHT OF COMMUNING WITH SOMEONE EVEN SLIGHTLY OUTSIDE OF THEIR SOCIAL CIRCLE.

turntechGodhead: hey i dont throw tantrums

turntechGodhead: if anyone would be throwing a tamper tantrum itd be you

turntechGodhead: and besides i dont keep cringe people in my contacts

turntechGodhead: if i did theyd starting infecting all other contacts

turntechGodhead: its a real fucking issue

turntechGodhead: so i have to quarentine all the dipshits to here

turntechGodhead: thanks for understanding

You make a face, both in nostalgia and second hand embarrassment. Jesus, you were a fucking tool. 'I don't keep cringe people in my contacts', look who's talking, Mr. I-made-my-entire-personality-out-of-liking-Leafy-and-Sjw-Cringe-compilations. Damn, he'd have a fit if he found out you're dating Karkat.

carcinoGeneticist: LET ME GUESS, THE ONLY PEOPLE IN YOUR CONTACTS ARE JUNE, ROSE, JADE, TEREZI, AND YOUR "COOL AND AWESOME BRO".

turntechGodhead: damn right

turntechGodhead: whats with the caps lock

carcinoGeneticist: MY CAPS LOCK IS BROKEN.

turntechGodhead: cool

turntechGodhead: now tell me what i gotta do im a busy man i dont have time to sit around and wait for shit to get finished

carcinoGeneticist: YOU'RE JOKING.

carcinoGeneticist: TELL ME YOU'RE JOKING.

turntechGodhead: nope

carcinoGeneticist: YOU SERIOUSLY DON'T KNOW WHAT OUR PROJECT IS ABOUT?

turntechGodhead: no

carcinoGeneticist: YOU'RE KIDDING ME?????

carcinoGeneticist: OUT OF EVERYONE IN CLASS, I WAS GIVEN THE MOST BRAIN DEAD EXCUSE OF A STUDENT TO BE FORCED TO WORK WITH.

carcinoGeneticist: WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU DOING WHILE MR. VAGABOND WAS ASSIGNING PARTNERS?

turntechGodhead: sexting your mom

Heh. Your mom joke. You'd bet good money that you stole that joke from Terezi. Speaking of which, you've been meaning to message Terezi about hanging out. Maybe you can organize a double date with her and her partner. That'd be fun.

You glance up from your phone and notice Karkat's eyes on you. "Did you find it?"

"Find what?"

Karkat gives you a look. "The meme?"

Oh. You shake your head.

Karkat groans. "You're kidding me?? Seriously?"

"In my defense, I got distracted."

"With what?" You show him your phone, and you see his face morph from a mildly annoyed scowl to a mortified open jaw."Oh my god. Is that....?"

"Yep."

Karkat groans, covering his face. "Fucking christ, don't remind me of my middle school self."

"What, what's wrong?" You say, a sly smirk on your face. "You don't wanna read the moment that I fell heads over heels in love with you?"

"Shut the hell up, we both know that's not true. It's just that..... Gah!!!!" He waves his hands wildly. "Look at him! You're reading his words, he's such a fucking douche! He thought that he was such hot shit, and that he was so high and mighty, so above everything that he would rather sabotage his grade than work with someone he hates, he's so infuriating! I wish I could kill him."

"Aw, come on, don't be that hard on yourself. Here, look, I was a douche as well. Do you see this line right here? 'I don't want cringe people on my contacts', I was on my own high horse right alongside you."

"You were on that high horse because I was. I was a dick to you, and you were being a dick to me right back."

"A mutual dickening."

Karkat makes a face. "Don't call it that."

"Why? Is it because a mutual dickening happened between us last night?"

Karkat rolls his eyes and you start snickering to yourself. "Yeah, yeah, laugh it up. You know it's true."

"It's not, but whatever you say babe."

"It is, you're just biased because you're my boyfriend."

"Untrue, but it's not important."

"No it is, I'm right."

"No, it isn't."

"It is."

"No it isn't."

"Is."

"Isn't."

"Yes, it is! Here, give me that." Karkat reaches for your phone.

You move it away. "What, no, fuck off, don't touch my phone."

He stretches his arm out, fingers grazing your phone. "Screw you, I need it to prove my point."

"Just use your own." You hold it away, using the back of the sofa to support you.

"It took you 13 minutes to get there, I'm not going to do that!"

"Sucks to suck then, you're not getting my phone."

The two of you tussle for a bit, your phone waving wildly in your grasp as you wiggle your hand away from Karkat. After a minute of shuffling around, Karkat gets a solid grasp on the device and yanks it out of your hand. "Aha!"

"Give that back!"

"No, and I'm going to prove that I was a bigger dick." He starts frantically scrolling through his and yours dm, craning his body away from yours as you clammor over him to retrieve your phone. "See, look at this shit! 'Stop hanging out with Terezi, you know she's my girlfriend. Stop trying to steal her away from me, she loves me not you.' I was jealous of you and Terezi, and I wanted you to fuck off! I should've just said that instead of trying to control Terezi's friendships!"

"You're skipping over my lines! Look at that message, 'If she really was your girl why is she making all over me?'. I shouldn't have used your insecurity over your relationship to belittle you. Clearly I was the worst."

"And what about this? 'No wonder you have no friends, you're just a reject making up for your lack of social skills through acting like a Leafy reject,' ."

"Read below that. 'At least I don't have a savior complex with all of my friends and pretends that all of my quote friends unquote like each other,' . I typed out quote unquote! Who does that?"

"I called you a disappointment to your family!"

"I was homophobic to you!"

"Yeah, and look where that fucking led you!"

"The fact that I'm bisexual and that I'm dating you doesn't mean that I couldn't have been homophobic!"

"At least you have an excuse! I just didn't like you!"

"Well, you like me now, so it doesn't matter! So that means I was the worse one!"

"That's not how that works!"

"Then how does it work?!"

Karkat opens his mouth to retort, but nothing comes out. He blinks. ".... How does this work?"

"That's obvious. It works like....... It works..... It.......... Hm."

"Yeah, exactly! How the fuck are we quantifying 'being the worst in middle school'?"

"........ Being the bigger douche?"

"Dave, you can't quantify 'being a bigger douche'. What are the parameters, at what age do we stop our assessment, do we measure this based off of what we said to each other or to others, we need to go over shit like that."

"oh." You've just decided that the whole process Karkat laid out seems like way too much work for something like this. "Do we have to do it right now? I kinda don't want to do that."

"We don't have to if you don't want to, I'm just saying that if we did, we'd have to make some ground rules."

"Cool." You point to your phone. "Can I have that back now?" He hands it back. "Thank you."

"No problem." Karkat settles back onto the couch. "Now sit down, we got 27 Dresses to finish."

You nod and sit next to Karkat, assuming the position you had earlier. You glance at your phone, intending on turning it off, but something caught your eye. "Hey look, it's the meme!"

"The meme?"

"Yeah, the meme from earlier. The one about Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff that I sent you? Look at it." You hand your phone over to Karkat.

"...... This is not worth the 13 minute wait."

"Technically it was 17 minutes."

"Whatever you say, love."

[soggypotatoes]

hi hello :) it's Pigeon Poem Anon again, but I can go by 🐦 if that's easier for you! I myself am a bit of an emotional baby about coming off anon (no reveals in the ask box quite yet but perhaps a DM?)

it feels really nice to have people be really nice to you, and...I've taken a bit of time before responding to you, too, because it just feels quite nice to soak in the kindness of a friend, doesn't it? :)

yep, sorry, it's the mortifying ordeal of being known, people know you on here and care about you on here and love your art on here :) and clearly you care about people too--your own kindness towards me, a random anon stranger, is mind-blowing

here's something about me--I'm not an artist officially, but I've been drawing lots of 3D cubes and hearts lately, inspired by Chilli and your own art :) I'm working up to things too :)

I await your art tag with bated breath!

~🐦

hey!! you dont have to come off anon!! at all, if you dont want to! i understand what it's like :) it probably feels safe in there rn, and i like getting these messages haha.

it is nice.. i like to take my time to respond, one time years ago a friend told me that talking to me online was like writing letters to a sailor at sea lol. i'm better now though, i used to take weeks!! but it just.. feels nice to read messages and think about them for a bit! i'm really glad you feel some of the warmth i'm trying to send your way lol. you're clearly a person who deserves to feel it!

that is so cool about the 3D cubes and hearts!! how wonderful!! if you're drawing, you can call yourself an artist imo! i mean, i think everyone is, because drawing comes naturally when you're a kid - every kid draws, right? we're trained out of it when we grow up, but being an artist is natural as breathing. we've just made it something it's not. i go to art therapy and it's a great thing to do, because it's making art totally free of expectation. sometimes i just pick up random objects and glue them together and make a story. doesn't take skill, just takes moving yourself to do it. once we sat in the park and i made a doll with sticks, leaves, scrunched up brown paper and sticky tape. art is more accessible than people realise.

i'm still thinking about a tag. i'd want to use the same one for art, poetry, clay, etc... maybe 'ed makes' or 'ed creates'? 'ed makes' is fun cause it sounds like the tag i use for personal posts, and i like the vibe of making things. it sounds slightly cut off, but the blank space after 'makes' (like ed makes ___) can be a fill in the blank.

this is fun. you writing a lil poem made a difference, anon! i wouldn't have felt this confident otherwise!! so keep making!!!

[pesterloglog]

Vriska Serket, Sollux Captor, John Egbert, Aradia Megido

Act 6, page 6025-6028

VRISKA: Hey guys! Stop dragging your feet 8ack there! You're falling so far 8ehind, you're starting to look tiny and ridiculous from here.

VRISKA: The treasure should 8e 8uried just up ahead. Let's pick up the pace!

SOLLUX: excuse me, s0me 0f us here have special needs. i think i will c0ntinue dragging my feet if y0u d0n't mind.

VRISKA: Sollux, will you just let Aranea heal your eyes already and catch the fuck up?

SOLLUX: N0!!!!!!!!!!

JOHN: hey.

JOHN: aradia, was it?

ARADIA: yes

JOHN: can i ask you something?

ARADIA: ok

JOHN: you seem reasonable, and pretty nice.

ARADIA: :)

JOHN: so i'm wondering.

JOHN: how do you feel about all this?

ARADIA: about what exactly

JOHN: about what vriska and her pirate buddies are doing.

ARADIA: you mean searching for the weapon?

ARADIA: i think its a good idea

JOHN: no, i know.

JOHN: of course it would be great to have an awesome secret weapon, whatever it is.

JOHN: i mean...

JOHN: how do you feel about the way they've been searching for it?

JOHN: by using all your ghost clone friends as bait.

JOHN: and getting the bad guy to blow them all up to reveal the way to the treasure?

ARADIA: thats probably the only way to find it

ARADIA: in my experience the specific path you travel out here is very important

ARADIA: if we did not trace that exact path in that amount of time i doubt we ever would have found the right location

ARADIA: in fact it may never have been found by anyone

JOHN: ok, yes.

JOHN: let's assume it was the only way to find it. granted.

JOHN: but i mean, does that really make it the right way to beat him?

ARADIA: i couldnt say

JOHN: well, how do you feel about it?

JOHN: most of the other pirates seem cool with it, so i'm wondering if you feel differently.

ARADIA: its probably necessary

ARADIA: and they would have embarked on this voyage whether i had come along or not

ARADIA: so i might as well join the fun!

ARADIA: isnt that what you did when you saw our ship?

JOHN: um...

JOHN: sort of.

JOHN: but i didn't know what you were all doing yet.

ARADIA: yes but once you found out you continued journeying with us

JOHN: yeah, but...

JOHN: i'm just hanging out here cause i'm asleep! what else was i going to do?

ARADIA: exactly!

ARADIA: i dont necessarily share their point of view on the meaning of this endeavor though

ARADIA: they consider this to be a great clash between good and evil

ARADIA: but i prefer to look at the coming battle as a matter of housekeeping

ARADIA: in the end all loops must be tidied up

ARADIA: even his

JOHN: ok, but what about your friends!

JOHN: don't you care about them?

ARADIA: of course i do!

ARADIA: i love all my friends

JOHN: then why do you seem so...

JOHN: cheerful?

JOHN: when so many of them are getting zapped by lasers.

ARADIA: do i seem cheerful about that

JOHN: kinda!

ARADIA: i apologize if that is the way i am behaving

ARADIA: it is not true though

ARADIA: i think i look at death differently than most

ARADIA: and it is fair to say this attitude extends to death after death as well

ARADIA: i have learned to be at ease with the cessation of being in any form it takes

ARADIA: but i am not nor will i ever be the monsters handmaid

ARADIA: so please believe that i would never take joy from the destruction of any soul

ARADIA: however you must realize that it is only by the grace of the horrorterrors that so many have been allowed to continue existing for so long

ARADIA: they have persisted for ages beyond their time just as he has

ARADIA: as such it seems to me his rampage is just another kind of housekeeping

ARADIA: while he rounds the ring undoing the work of the gods we must prepare for his undoing as well

ARADIA: to ready the manor for the lords arrival so to speak :)

JOHN: ...

JOHN: i'm sorry, maybe i spaced out through some of that.

JOHN: but i'm still not sure what you're talking about.

JOHN: maybe you could just simplify it for me.

JOHN: are you a good guy or a bad guy?

ARADIA: i dont like to think of myself in those terms

ARADIA: but i do try to be nice to people!

JOHN: dammit.

JOHN: ok, could you just... maybe...

JOHN: give me an idea of what it is you actually want out of all this?

ARADIA: what i want?

ARADIA: hmmm

ARADIA: thats a pretty good question

ARADIA: i think i mostly want to see what happens when this whole place breaks apart

[scrabble-scribbles]

Kinktober Day 24

so i do not remember writing this and also dont really know what it is exactly so have fun! russian roulette, fanfic style

prompt: hate sex

pairing: robin buckley x nancy wheeler

fandom: stranger things

--

The third time Nancy went to Robin, they hadn’t spoken in two weeks. Robin knew the instant Nancy walked into Family Video what she was there for. Steve wasn’t working today, and she knew nothing connected to the Upside Down had happened yet.

“Hey,” Nancy said. Robin quirked an eyebrow. She could see how nervous Nancy was, from the way she was standing to how she’d said Hey.

“What do you want?” Robin snapped. Nancy clearly wasn’t expecting the anger in her tone, based on how she flinched back. Robin didn’t care that she was being rude. They’d passed rude territory after Nancy ignored her fourth call after leaving her alone in the band room at school.

Nancy was at the main desk now, fingers drumming nervously on the counter. Her mouth opened and closed, but no words came out.

Robin scoffed. “Look, I’m working,” she said. “You need a movie, I can help. Otherwise go browse or leave.”

She turned back to the tapes she was rewinding, the stack somehow bigger than it was two seconds ago. Robin could feel Nancy’s eyes burning holes in the back of her head as she worked, the tap tap tap of her fingers on the counter grating on her nerves. Normally, having Nancy here, even if she was just watching, would’ve made Robin giddy, happy her crush friend was here to keep her company.

Then Nancy had slept with her. Three times. And each time, she would be loving and kind, so beautiful and responsive under Robin’s hands, her tongue, and Nancy would kiss her so sweetly it made her head spin. 

And every time, she would leave. Each time, Nancy would leave right after, and ignore Robin for days to weeks, then come right back like nothing had happened. 

Robin was done.

“What is it?” She said, twisting around to glare at the brunette. Nancy jerked back like she’d been burned. 

“What do you mean?” Nancy asked, her voice wavering.

Robin just stared at her. “You’re not serious,” she said. “I wonder what I could possibly be talking about, after you just spent the past two weeks ignoring me!”

She saw Nancy’s guilt in the way her shoulders drew back, the way her jaw clenched. And she saw something else when her eyes darted down to Robin’s lips.

Robin’s eyes narrowed, and she leaned over the counter, nose-to-nose with the shorter girl.

“What do you want, Wheeler?” She said, each word scathing. Nancy’s mouth dropped open, and she leaned in, just barely. But she didn’t close the distance.

She never did.

Robin grabbed the collar of her shirt, yanking her into a kiss. It was nowhere close to nice. Their teeth clacked together, and she bit down on Nancy’s lip hard enough to draw blood. Robin’s tongue swiped over the cut, and she muffled Nancy’s pained cry with her own lips.

When they broke apart, Nancy’s eyes were black, and her tongue darted out to lick over her bleeding lip. Robin’s fist was still holding her shirt collar, keeping her partially bent over the counter. 

“I’m asking one more time,” she said. Nancy’s eyes darted back up to her eyes, wide and scared. “What do you want?”

Nancy’s mouth gaped, open-closed like a fish out of water. Her eyes were so blow out that Robin could barely make out the thin ring of blue around her pupils. She watched Nancy’s face as she tried to come up with an answer, but nothing came out.

Robin dropped her collar, and she turned back to the film pile.

“Didn’t think so,” she muttered. Despite all the proof to the contrary, she had expected more of Nancy. It hurt to know she was wrong.

A few minutes passed, silent aside from the sound of tapes being rewound, and the occasional mutter from Robin as she talked to herself. She thought Nancy had left, considering how quiet it was, and was startled when she heard the sign on the front of the store slap against the door.

Nancy had flipped it around so the side saying Closed was facing out, and was now watching Robin with nervous eyes. Robin’s narrowed, and she paced towards Nancy, leaving the tapes alone at her desk.

“What are you getting up to?” She said, fingers tracing along the sign’s edge. She wasn’t stupid, she knew what Nancy wanted, but she wouldn’t be the one to instigate. Not this time.

Nancy stepped closer, her fingers wrapped around Robin’s wrist. She pulled the taller girl closer, until Robin was close enough to kiss her. She still wouldn’t look Robin in the eyes.

The anger that had been building in her since that first night exploded, and Robin growled. She grabbed Nancy’s wrist, jerking her forward. Nancy yelped, tripping over her own feet, and grabbed Robin’s jacket to keep herself from falling.

Robin’s fingers clamped around her jaw, forcing her to look up, until she only had Robin’s eyes to focus on.

“Look at me,” she said. Nancy’s eyes snapped to hers. “Good girl.”

The praise pulled a moan from Nancy’s throat, and Robin smirked.

Predictable as always, she thought. 

Her free hand went to the lock on the door, sliding it into place. No one else was coming in. It was just the two of them.

Robin led, or more accurately, dragged, Nancy to the back of the store, where no one would be able to see them from the windows. When they got there, she pinned Nancy to a blank section of the wall, and kissed her filthy.

Nancy melted into the kiss, going loose and pliant, letting Robin do whatever she wanted with her. Robin’s teeth dug into her lower lip again, and she licked into Nancy’s mouth when she moaned. Her fingers found Nancy’s throat, wrapping around the pale skin. Her grip wasn’t tight enough to choke or bruise, just enough pressure so Nancy knew it was there. 

When Robin pulled back from the kiss, Nancy gasped, hands grabbing her shoulders to support herself.

“Robin,” she said, voice hoarse. 

Robin didn’t give her a chance to finish. She shoved a hand down the front of Nancy’s skirt, skipping any foreplay and going straight for her centre. When she brushed a finger over Nancy’s panties, she laughed.

“Wheeler, you’re soaked through,” she said, pressing hard on Nancy’s clit. The whine that touch pulled from the shorter girl made Robin want. “You got this wet from me bossing you around?”

Nancy’s whimper sounded painful, and Robin kept going. Her fingers pressed harder against her clit, before pulling back to slip underneath her panties. She found Nancy’s clit again, rubbing tight figure-eights over the swollen nub, until Nancy was panting into her shoulder, hips jerking forward with each touch.

“Rob-Robin,” Nancy forced out, clawing at Robin’s back. Her knees were shaking underneath her, eyes squeezed shut. She was close, Robin already knew her tells, the short little ah-ah’s followed by whines, about to fall over the edge. 

Robin pulled her hand out. Nancy’s eyes flew open.

“Wait, wha-“

The fingers around her throat tightened, and her mouth snapped shut. Robin waited until she was sure Nancy wouldn’t try speaking again, and relaxed her grip.

“Open your mouth,” she ordered. Nancy obeyed instantly, and Robin slid her wet fingers into her mouth. “Clean your mess off.”

A warm tongue licked over her fingers, and Robin watched Nancy’s every reaction to this. Her eyes fluttered shut, clearly enjoying the act, if not the taste, and when Robin pulled her fingers out, Nancy whined. She just rolled her eyes, wiped the spit on Nancy’s cheek.

“Good job, pretty girl.” A predictable moan from the praise. “Now get on your knees.”

That got her attention. Nancy’s eyes went wide for a second, before she was obeying, lowering her body to the floor, resting her weight on her knees. Looking up at Robin like a fucking Christmas present, hands folded in her lap. All nice and proper, that was Nancy Wheeler.

Robin made a show of unbuttoning her pants, noting the way Nancy’s breathing sped up, and leaned back against the wall, legs spread.

“Come eat me out, pretty girl,” she said. 

Nancy moved forward, hands going to Robin’s pants, and she smacked them away.

“Use your mouth,” she said, answering Nancy’s unasked question. “Hands behind your back.”

The command was obeyed instantly, and Nancy took the edge of Robin’s pants in her teeth, dragging them down her legs. Robin waited for her to keep going, but she just stared at the floor.

Her hand buried itself in Nancy’s curls, and she jerked her head back.

“I told you to do something,” she said, voice sickly sweet. “It’s only fair, I’ve done the same for you. Now are you going to be a good girl? Or do I need to punish you?”

Nancy’s eyes closed, and she moaned at Robin’s words. She leaned in, teeth dragging Robin’s boxers down to her knees, and leaned in to lick over her pussy.

The first touch was barely a kitten lick, but Robin made up for it by pressing Nancy’s face deeper into her cunt, until she was licking harder. When her tongue found Robin’s clit, her hips snapped forward, chasing the friction.

“Oh yeah, right there, keep your tongue right there, pretty girl,” she babbled, hips grinding against Nancy’s mouth. “Keep going, god, just like that.”

Nancy moaned into her at the praise, the vibrations shooting white-hot pleasure up her spine, and she leaned back against the wall, letting Nancy work. She was a natural at eating Robin out, tongue moving at just the right speed, nose at the perfect angle for Robin to grind against.

“Jesus, you were fucking born to eat my pussy,” she groaned, grip tightening in Nancy’s hair. “You sure you’ve never done this, Wheeler? You’re a fucking natural.”

Another moan, and then her orgasm was creeping up on her, embarrassingly fast, but Robin wasn’t in the mood to be self-conscious around Nancy.

She rolled her hips against Nancy’s face, eyes screwing shut as she got closer.

“Don’t fucking stop, oh Jesus, Nance, just like that,” she said. “Just let me use your pretty little face to get off, oh FUCK!”

Robin ground down on Nancy, her clit brushing against her nose, and that was all it took. She came hard, thighs clamping around Nancy’s head, locking her in place between her legs. Nancy kept licking her through her orgasm, soft kitten-licks to her clit, until she shoved her head away.

Robin took a few seconds to breathe, and let her vision clear. When she looked back down at Nancy, she couldn’t stop the smirk that twisted onto her lips.

“Oh, Wheeler, you look absolutely wrecked.” Robin said.

Nancy flushed bright red, but it wasn’t like she could deny it. Her mascara was smudged, lips swollen and wet, her face covered in Robin from the chin to her nose. And Robin could see her squeezing her thighs together under her skirt.

“Need something, pretty girl?” She said, slowly pulling her pants up. Nancy gave her a short, jerky nod, and Robin leaned down, pulling her up.

She pinned the shorter girl to the wall, and kissed her, tasting herself on Nancy’s lips, in her mouth. Nancy let her take control again, and she grinned. Robin pulled back, and once again shoved a hand down her skirt. She didn’t bother teasing this time, and went straight under her panties, not bothering to pull them down.

Nancy’s knees buckled when she brushed over her clit, and Robin caught her before she could fall.

“Needy girl,” she said. “You’re a fucking mess, Wheeler.”

She wasn’t nice as she touched this time, Robin shoved two fingers right inside her. Nancy yelped when she did, head dropping down onto Robin’s shoulder, and Robin laughed. She sank her teeth into Nancy’s neck, right above her collar, sucking and biting until she knew a wonderfully dark bruise would form. Nancy just moaned and whined, hips bucking into Robin’s hand.

When Robin heard the ah-ah’s, the long whine a second later, she kept thrusting against Nancy’s sweet spot.

“Oh, fuck, Robin,” she whimpered, clawing at her jacket. “So close, please, don’t-“

Robin pulled her hand back just as she felt Nancy’s walls start to flutter. She pulled away from the shorter girl, who gasped, legs collapsing under her.

She blinked a few times, then looked up at Robin. When Nancy saw her face, she flinched back.

Robin glared down at her, mouth set in a harsh line. She crouched in front of Nancy, and shoved her fingers into her mouth. Nancy sucked her own slick off them, tears beading in the corner of her eyes from her denied orgasm. Robin pulled her fingers out, wiping the spit on Nancy’s skirt.

“Get out,” she said. Nancy’s shocked look just made her angrier.

“Get the hell out, Wheeler,” she snarled. “Before I make you.”

Nancy stumbled to her feet, staring at Robin like she was a stranger, and bolted. Robin watched her go, jaw clenched tight enough she could feel her teeth creak.

She wouldn’t cry over Nancy Wheeler.

Not anymore.

[patchdotexe]

what happens in the sonc ass bazooka games. i have never played crash bandicoot. i have two cash banooca cartridges (one for either gba/ds and one for switch) but i have only touched the switch version for five seconds. what happens in the sonic's ass games

absolutely thrilled at the first sentence of this ask. crash does get a bazooka btw i dont remember if ive said that yet

UM OK SO in the first game crash is an experiment by dr cortex to try and make an army of super-furries but the brainwashing fails on him so crash bails and then realizes "oh no i left my girlfriend :(" so he goes All The Way Back to fight cortex and rescue tawna (who then didnt appear in any other games for a very long time)

gameplay-wise, you go through a bunch of levels with different themes (jungle, water, spooky bridge, spooky castle, ancient ruins, toxic waste factory, etc) and break boxes as you go to get gems that unlock optional side paths and a 100% ending. crash can only take 1 hit before he dies but he can collect masks to give himself an extra hit or two and if he gets 3 masks then he becomes invincible for a bit. it sometimes gets described as a sidescroller but Forwards? bc the level design is very straightforward and corridor-ish, but i never found it feeling too restrictive or anything

in the second game cortex is like HEY. CRASH. I KNOW YOU HATE ME BUT UHHHMMMM GET ME 25 CRYSTALS OR THE EARTH IS GONNA BLOW UP :( NOT BC OF ME THO IM GONNA FIX IT I SWEAR and crash goes 👍 and then finds out that actually cortex is lying out his ass and needs the crystals to power his orbital space laser. and then crash blows it up

this is also the game that introduces warp rooms as the level hubs!! bc crash 1 had a Map you'd traverse (which crash 4: it's about time brought back) but a lot of crash games starting with 2 have rooms with portals you go through and i like the crash 2 warp room a Lot because each level entrance is subtly styled based off of what type of level it is! like uhh the ruin levels have an entrance that looks kinda like the statues in it, and each floor of the warp room has a different visual aesthetic that matches the different level themes (snowy, sewer, space, space 2 this time with a jetpack, stream, statue ruins, s... sforest. Man)

the third game is the one i Actually Owned As A Kid and its got TIME TRAVEL !! WAOW cortex and his buddies are messing around in different time periods trying to get the crystals Again so crash and his sister coco have to try and get them first! i like cbc3 a lot, its really fun, also it's the one where crash gets a bazooka. and a motorcycle. and a plane. coco steals a tiger

(it also introduces my FAVORITE VILLAIN GUY, dingodile!! i was very bad at his bossfight as a kid)

HOWEVER the one that ive been mentioning me playing on here is the switch remake of Crash Team Racing, which is. not like any of those. because those are all collect-a-thon platformers. CTR is a kart racing game. with the plot being... what did i tell sion hold on

(i also owned the original as a kid and i was obsessed with it about as much as i was obsessed with crash 3. i was also very terrible at it so its very fun having the remake as an adult and having the nostalgia plus "oh im way better at this now")

uhhh after that it's like. crash gets an evil brother named crunch that barely gets to do anything after he becomes a good guy (he cameos in twinsanity and like. talks in titans ig? he doesn't really contribute to the plot. and gets possessed in mind over mutant.), cortex accidentally pisses off some birds from another dimension that are trying to take over the multiverse so he has to work with crash For Real This Time, cortex makes a bunch of really powerful mutant furries and builds a giant robot to do .. something..? and kidnaps coco and then gets upstaged by his evil-er niece nina (and everybody got redesigns that are very polarizing. im still mad that tiny got changed from a tasmanian tiger / thylacine to a normal tiger), cortex manages to mind control everybody but crash with vr headsets (i guess?? i didnt play those last two) so crash beats him up and the cutscenes have a lot of different art styles which is kinda cool, and then the current developers (bc crash keeps getting tennised around between developers) decided to roll all of that back and made a new timeline branching off of crash 3 where cortex and his time travel buddy n. tropy break time and space and crash needs to collect the quantum masks with power over time and space to fix it (and also tawna is back! except its an alt dimension version of her and shes super cool)

[crash 1 finishing a level voice] WHEW

[not-quite-girl-nor-quite-boy]

A/N so this is a little different from my usual works but I just sorta thought of this one so yeah. Happy holidays everyone, enjoy a Christmas, fluffy, angsty I guess, familial fic.

Have fun <3

"here you go Cass." Dean said handing him a messily wrapped present covered in gold and red shiny wrapping paper with a big bow on the top.

"for Sam?" He asked moving his present filled hand toward Sam.

"no Cass, its for you hun." Dean smiled albeit confusedly. Cass sighed sadly looking at the floor

"I don't understand." He mumbled.

"hey, that's ok Cass, it's your first Christmas, what don't you understand?" Sam asked patiently.

"I thought gifts were given to loved ones." Dean looked at him almost offended.

"hold on." Sam said to dean. "Cass, did you get us gifts?"

"I'm sorry, I see now why you would not want them. I apologise."

"no no no Cass. Ok how do we do this?" Sam asked himself.

"Cass, why would you love us and us not love you? I tell you I love you all the time." Dean said.

"yeah but... Why would you mean it?" Cass asked. "you say it when I say it first. I thought that was just social protocol." He reasoned.

Sam looked at dean shocked and outraged.

"dean! You only say it when he says it first are you kidding me?!" Sam shouted angry.

"yeah well... That doesn't make it less true or constant." He said sheepishly to Sam before turning to Cass. "you know that right?"

"how could he when he only hears it as an echo?" Sam said. He was defending Cass with avengance.

"hold on." Dean mumbled eyebrows furrowed.

"no I'm not done yelling at you yet!" He said.

"no no seriously. Stop." Dean said.

"did you say why would that be true?"

"well... Yeah." Cass mumbled.

"why?" Dean said.

"well. I'm a broken angel dean. Why would you love me? What is there to love?" cass asked genuinely, that was what really shook dean, Cass truly believed what he was saying to him, he thought himself unlovable because he wasn't what he once was.

"shut up cass." dean said.

"i-im sorry." he said looking down.

sam watched the conversation develop quietly.

"you should be.-"

"Dean-" sam started.

"how dare you. how could you possibly see yourself that way?! i love you cass! i love you so much. i dont care about that. when you were a real angel or whatever the hell you wanna call it you were a dick! i didnt love you until you started caring, until you had and expressed the emotions you were previously punished for feeling. Cass we love you so much. i love you so much. how could you possibly think we wouldnt love you. how could you think that. i am so totally in love with you cass. everything i am is thanks to you. not because you saved me from hell but because you save us, you help us, you heal us, and you heal the people i love. i dont love you out of gratitude cass, i love you becuase even wehn it ends badly you try to help people no matter what and if it ends worse off you hate yourself, you feel the guilt even when it isnt your fault. when something bad happens that knowledge kills you. like, do you rmeber when i got sick and you were human and you stayed up for almost a week taking care of me and you hated yourself for not being able to heal me?" Cass nodded slightly, "do you remember when i jumped into a hunt the second i could and ended up having to catch you when you passed out from exhaustion, dehydration, starvation because you thought that you didnt matter if you couldnt help others?" cass nodded again. "do you remeber what i said to you when you woke up?"

cass nodded again before saying, "you said that it didint matter who else was in trouble, it didnt matter that i wasnt an angel because you needed me and that you loved me. you said that i couldnt help anyone if i didnt take care of myself because id end up dead and that if that happened you wouldnt know what to do with yourself." cass finished.

"and thats why i love you, because you would blow up the very ground you stand on to make something right, you would put the life of a caterpiller before your own. i love you because no matter what happens you prioritise others and no matter what happens you never stop lovong the little things."

"and its a good thing too other wise dean would never get any action." sam joked.

"Sam! get out, im busy!" he commanded, its a good thing sam was already leaving because he was too busy laughing at himself to hear him.

"ignoring sams untrue and incorrect comment cass, i love you. do you understand?" dean asked. scootching towards cass who nodded. "I love you too." he said before wrapping him in a tight hug, cass didnt really like kissing, hugs he loved and sex he didnt ming but kissing was too strange, he couldnt stand the feeling of someone slese toung in his mouth, said it felt like worms, so dean kissed him on the forehead or on the mouth without tounge, if it made cass happy he was more than happy to comply. but cass knew he was loved and that was what he needed to hear.

"so what did you get me anyway?" he asked.

"oh cass, youre gonna love it." dean said as he handed it over. cass unpeeled the gold and crimson paper his smile positively beamed. “Merry Christmas!”

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" cass screamed, dean smiled and sam came in running.

"What is it? What happened?" he asked. he looked at cass with the bee themed pj jumpsuit slippers, eyemask and photo frame unwrapped in his lap.

"So you like it?" dean asked.

cass rushed over to dean and hugged him so hard dean had to check his ribs. he chuckled at his verocity.

"my god i love you."

So yeah. Enjoy. Just thought it would be interesting and it kinda makes sense to me that cass would have a terrible family sense given that the angels were really aggressive and not exactly loving, so yeah. Any thoughts? Let me know :)

Send me prompts please. I have no inspiration :)

[babii-demi-demon]

Make me regress

🍄Using baby talk or simpler words

🍄Holding my hand to cross the street or out in public

🍄Picking me up and/or carrying me

🍄Getting me whatever regression items I use (pacis, blankies, or stim toys)

🍄"little one"

🍄Tying my shoes for me

🍄Telling me I'm too small to do something

🍄Kids shows

🍄Cute anime

🍄Weighted blankets

🍄Fingerpainting

🍄Brushing my hair, especially before bed

🍄"It's alright, I'm here, little one."

🍄"What're you still doing up?"

🍄Changing the tv because it's "not something for littles to watch"

🍄Lots of affection

🍄Giving very small tasks to do to feel like a little helper, like getting a book you need off of a low shelf or filling up a cup so you can water the plants

🍄"What noise does a sheep make? good job!"

🍄Having conversations with my stuffies/playing pretend with me

🍄Letting me draw on you

🍄Listening to me babble/babbling back

🍄"precious" "adorable" "tinii"

🍄Reminding me of my rules

🍄Helping feed me

🍄Fixing my hair/outfit for me

🍄Listening to me ramble about my tiny hyperfixations!

🍄Babii me

🍄Cuddles

🍄Lots of petnames

🍄Encourage my little space

🍄Pick out my outfits or help me pick out my outfits

🍄"Can you tell me what colour that is?"

🍄"What animal is that?"

🍄"I think someone's sleepy"

🍄"Hold Daddii's hand"

🍄Smooch attacks

🍄"Nuh-uh we don't do that"

🍄*blowing raspberries*

🍄"have you taken your meds yet? Thats ok lets take them now!"

🍄Just genuine big smiles directed at me for no reason

🍄"can Daddii have a kiss?"

🍄"It's too cold out, babii. We need to bundle you up!"

🍄Asking "are you just having so much fun right now?!" When I'm getting carried away playing

🍄Kneeling down or lowering yourself to talk to me

🍄"Cmere"

🍄"It's not sleepytime yet, you need your baba/cup"

🍄"How about we try going potty yeah?"

🍄Tummy rubs, cuddles, and bum pats

🍄Deep hugs and back rubs

🍄"Hey! Littles dont use that word. Where did you hear that from?"

🍄"Aw is someone a widdle cranky babii?"

🍄"Does someone need a nappii?"

🍄"Is my babii hungii?"

🍄"You're the cutest little!"

🍄"Wheres my babii?? …There she is!"

🍄"I love you little one"

🍄"Babii, did you know the sun makes all the tree grow big and strong!"

🍄Teach me things/tell me fun facts

🍄"What shape is that little one?"

🍄"Do you know what color that sign is babii?"

🍄Ask me little questions throughout the day

🍄"I’m gonna go run a bath little one, tubbie time is in ten minutes"

🍄"You need to eat that last bite or no dessert"

🍄"Go sit down babii, I’m gonna put on a little show while I make you a snack"

🍄Passively telling me what to do

🍄Deciding what I’m going to order/eat

🍄Being called "babii" or being told that i’m "just a babii"

🍄Being told when it’s bedtime

🍄"What's the magic words" when I ask for something

🍄Toystores or Build a Bear

🍄Cutting up my food for me/feeding me

🍄Tuck me in

🍄Dangle Feet

🍄Make me little foods

🍄Little activities

1. take favorite blanket (preferably fuzzy), favorite socks (knee high/thigh highs work best), and favorite bottle/sippy/paci. Put them all on, including the blanket. Wrap up in that blanket

2. turn on a favorite cartoon or Disney movie.

3. grab favorite snack(s), and put them in cute bowls. Fill sippy/bottle with favorite juice.

4. put pillows on the floor to sit on, and sit about 3-4 feet from the tv with snacks.

5. imagine what it would be like to be in the cartoon/ movie you're watching. As you watch, think of the main character(s) as yourself, and go on an adventure.

[venomgender]

I JUST THINK. ok. ok. ok

i just think the potential intereactions venom and deadpool would have would be so interesting. because while i wouldnt call them 1:1 parallels or narritive foils or anything like that theyre stories are INSANLY similiar. kind of. like deadpool kills for money venom kills LITERALLY TO SURVIVE and yet the one peter forgives is deadpool? ok. and like yeah sure it makes more sense for him to forgive deadpool because deadpool has never tried to kill HIM. at least knowing it was him you know. and venom and eddie's favorite past time is trying to kill peter. but i just think itd be soooooo interesting for venom and deadpool to interact ok. i think itd be interesting. i think venom and deadpool would end up teaming up and wade would be OBSESSED w the tagline of 'lethal protectors' and i think theyd become murder besties. and peter sees this team up on like the news or something and goes to confront dp about it like HEY!!!!!! why are you teaming up w a guy i hate and dp is like well we're alike. and it just. it just hits peter. you know

and i dont think peter would ever forgive venom because while dp at least stops killing around peter venom and eddie iteralluy. to live. need to eat human brains. so. but i thinkk it would Fuck Peter Up bigtime. which is so fun to think about. bc they *are* the same. kind of. deadpool anti hero turned kind-of-hero venom villian turned anti hero like. DO YOU SEE IT???? and i think even on the off chance that peter does end up forgiving venom (and i keep saying forgiving that is not the right word. i just dont know what hte right word is. if he does end up going through the same character arc of hating deadpool to being friends with him w venom and eddie venom would NOT forgive peter. lmao. because venom is at its core a little bitch that cannot handle rejection and eddie brock is a little bitch that i feel like genuinely wants peter parker dead. and OUGH. i just think thats so fun to think about

AND LIKE. idk what theyre doing in the 2018 comics but in the 2016 comics at least venom and eddie are literally in san fransico iirc so it doesnt really make sense logistially for a team up between deadpool spidey AND venom but the possibilities. they make me go insane

like venoms out hunting and is in the middle of saving Some Citizen idk when one of spidermans rouges blows up like the building next to them or something and spidey and dp are already fighting the villian together and v and eddie have this whole argument on whether or not they should even go HELP w the fight bc fuck spiderman but they decide to do it anyways bc ultimatley its the right thing to do and when peter sees venom hes like OH COME ON. WHY ARE YOU HELPING HIM meanwhile dps like omg hi!! and thered be this like whole tension at the beginning between venom and spiderman on whther they should Trust each other bt the situation starts getting out of hand so theyre like Fuck It. whatever. and idk wades there being wade and both venom and peter are talking to wade but they re like refusing to acknowledge each other and OUGH. OUGH. im normal

i just think its something soooooo fun to think about ok ok ok. and i imagine it ends up being peter and wades Fight Of The Month and at the next team red team up theyre STILL fighting about it and matts like. come on. guys. and OUGH. now im thinking of venom and dd team ups i need to calm down

there just REALLY TRULY IS something to say about peter becoming best friends with deadpool, world famous mercenary, but always being hostile to venom even when venom has shown just as much effort (if not MORE. what with the. theyr eno longer villians) as deadpool to get better and you literally cannot blame them. for killing people. when they need to survive. and i think it woul djust be soooooo intersting to explore peters character and his thought process in coming to this realization that theyre the same and yet treated comepltely differently.

and like. venom obviously knows spidermans identity right. theres like no way he cant w the combined memories of eddy meeting peter and v meeting spiderman (not the mention jus the nature of symbiotic relationships) so like venom HAS to know that sm is peter parker. and i feel like as dp and venom's relationship grows it becomes something of a. i guess joke? of venom to do to lord it over dp that he knows peters identity and he doesnt and i just imagine. that when. when peter eventually DOES tell dp that he is Peter Parker.... i dont remember what i was going to say that he could then like lord it over venom that HEY spidey told ME it WILLINGLY or something idk. idk

im normal

[krappykawa]

fake dating headcanons with atsumu, oikawa, and kuroo

ANON ASKED: “hi i really like your writing 🥺🥺 could i request fake dating with atsumu, oikawa, and kuroo? like they told their teams that they have a girlfriend but they dont lmao so they ask one of their classmates to pretend to be their gf so the team can meet her? and they end up falling for her along the way :)) i look forward to reading more of ur works!! 💖”

atsumu x f!reader, oikawa x f!reader, kuroo x f!reader

genre. fluff

warnings. language

word count. 6.3k

note. DAMN this one got away from me ... 6.3k words for a headcanon post ...... sorry anon i’m not sure if you wanted a long post but i mean, here we are lol 

note 2. had to repost because something was up with the tags lol i hope it works fine this time

ATSUMU.

- the team has a favorite twin and it’s osamu, we all know it

- one day after practice, the team finds out that one of the first-years managed to get a girlfriend

- most of the inarizaki vb team is single at that point in time so it starts a conversation about relationships

- somewhere in the conversation, aran says, “osamu, man. I can’t believe ya haven’t gotten a girlfriend yet. yer easily one of the best-looking people in the school.”

- osamu just shrugs, but atsumu’s like “huh??”

- “hey ‘samu and i have the same face. don’t cha mean that we’re some of the best-looking people in the school??”

- the guys in the locker room exchange glances

- aran‘s like “look, atsumu. don’t blow up on me or anything, but most girls don’t really want to date you.” (keep in mind that aran’s strictly speaking about the girls that aren’t a part of the miya twins fan club)

- “and why the hell not?”

- at this point, aran’s looking at literally everyone in the room and pleading with his eyes for help because he doesn’t want to start a fight with atsumu

- suna takes pity on aran and says, “hate to break it you, miya, but girls don’t want to date a guy who’s a massive asshole”

- now, atsumu could care less if the entire goddamn world thinks he’s an asshole, but it rubs him the wrong way that his teammates think that osamu’s a better catch than he is

- sibling rivalry pride or whatever

- so atsumu goes “i think my girlfriend would disagree because oh will ya look at that, she’s dating me!”

- he was most definitely not dating anyone

- osamu raises an eyebrow at him because to his knowledge, atsumu didn’t have a girlfriend

- “since when did you have a girlfriend?”

- osamu looks at atsumu with knowing eyes and smirks. “yeah sumu, who’s this girlfriend of yours? I don’t think i’ve met her yet.”

- atsumu knows he’s gotten himself in some deep shit

- but still he’s still full of pride, so he says, “i’ll bring her by to practice tomorrow.”

- now miya atsumu has a dilemma because there are some things he just shouldn’t lie about (because now he’ll never live it down if he can’t figure out a way to get himself out of this one)

- atsumu knows that he’s got that fanclub that would probably be more than willing to date him, but the thought of being in their presence for longer than two seconds makes his skin crawl because he doesn’t think he could handle the excessive screaming

- so that night he decides to go to the bakery down the street that he frequents because they have some of the best macarons in town

- you’re one of the bakers at that bakery that works the shift when he usually comes in for his weekly macarons so you two are acquainted

- you also go to inarizaki, so you hear the rumors that circulate around atsumu, but you don’t really pay much attention to them because he’s not that bad whenever he comes into the bakery

- like sometimes if he tries to only order 2 macarons but notices that there are only 5 macarons left, he’ll buy them all just to make your life easier

- when he comes in that day, he has this troubled look on his face. “hey y/n. can i just have my usual? oh and an iced matcha.”

- you like to keep tabs on your regulars and what they order, so when he orders an iced matcha, you know that something’s probably up (he never orders drinks from there because he said that his brother would kill him if he didn’t bring him home a drink too and having to carry the two drinks up to their apartment is hassle enough)

- you’re in the middle of making his drink when you decide to ask him what’s up “everything alright?”

- it’s almost time to close up and you two are the only two left so you figured you had time for small talk

- “i may have outright lied to my team about havin’ a girlfriend.”

- “you don’t?” that surprises you because so many girls at your school have a crush on the miya twins (you would know because your best friend is practically in love with osamu)

- when atsumu shakes his head dejectedly, you don’t quite understand what he’s so down for

- “you do know that there are like 50 girls that are practically lining up to date you right?”

- “yeah, but they’d expect a real relationship and i’m no good at those.”

- “why not?”

- “i’m too argumentative, let's just say, plus i’ve been told that i kinda come off as an asshole.”

- “and volleyball right?” you would know since he always comes into the bakery after a practice and he looks like he’s both dead and alive

- when you hand him his matcha and packet of macarons, he pauses

- “listen, don’t take this the wrong way but yer single right?”

- you almost smile to yourself because wow for a guy so attractive, his way with words isn’t great

- “i am.”

- he stands there for a good 20 seconds just looking at you with that look in his eyes that tells you that he’s trying to ask you something but he doesn’t know how to do it

- “you want me to act as your fake girlfriend don’t you?”

- cue atsumu chuckle @%EUTYDJBCJWER)*&# hhhhfs

- “ya know, i’m kinda seein’ why i get called an asshole all the time. it doesn’t sound as great when ya’ say it like that.”

- you agree to pretend to be his girlfriend, but on the condition that your best friend will be able to tag along if osamu’s gonna be there

- and that’s the start of it

- you visit his practice the next day before work and his team looks at you in surprise because they were 100% sure that having a girlfriend was just another one of atsumu’s lies

- they all kinda stare at you a little extra too because you’re really pretty

- “aye, get yer asses back to volleyball and stop starin’ at my girl like that.”

- you know it’s all fake, but him saying that kinda makes you blush anyways

- when you first agreed to fake dating him, you weren’t expecting that you’d have to spend too much time with him (he did tell you that he wasn’t looking for a real relationship) but that changes because osamu’s insistent that atsumu should at least try to be a good boyfriend and eat lunch with you and stuff

- you’re both aware that osamu doesn’t buy your little arrangement one bit

- atsumu’s got this raging pride when it comes to his twin brother, so he actually listens because now he’s made it his personal mission to convince osamu that you and him are actually dating

- it takes a while for you two to get into the hang of it, but once you do, it’s like a regular routine

- you and your best friend eat lunch with the twins (you and atsumu both watch as your best friend fumbles her way into talking with osamu), you drop by before work to give atsumu a kiss on the cheek before practice, he drops by the bakery after practice nearly everyday, and you come to his games while wearing a jersey that he lent you

- his teammates like you a lot and tease atsumu all the time because they claim that you’re way too good for him

- surprisingly, he always gets a little protective when they say things like that and always slips an arm around your waist

- one day when you’re over at his apartment, you help atsumu learn how to make macarons (with some help from osamu)

- it takes a while because he would get mad at the macarons when they would come out in weird shapes

- “stupid macarons! they got it out for me i’m tellin’ ya! they’re being like that on purpose!”

- LITERALLY A CHILD

- you learn to like that about him though

- dates with him are usually on the weekends (you both drag osamu and your best friend out with you) and it’s always something fun that osamu suggests because atsumu wasn’t joking when he said he sucks at real relationships

- most of these dates consist of holding hands as you walk around the streets until osamu sees a restaurant he wants to try out

- he always insists on feeding you at least once in your meal

- he also loves doing the walrus-chopsticks face?? (he only started doing it because he liked hearing you laugh)

- as time passes, you two start going on dates without osamu and your best friend (atsumu always claims that it’s because he wants to show osamu up, but you start to notice that osamu doesn’t even find out about these dates most of the time)

- you secretly like these dates better than those with osamu and your best friend because atsumu feels more at ease and will develop a softer tone around you during these dates

- eventually, he starts to always greet you with a forehead kiss whenever you’re in public (you’re not sure if he does it just because his brother is watching, or if maybe he might be starting to like you)

- you try to make your brain forget that most of the time, he kisses your forehead before osamu even walks in

- one day after practice, you’re waiting for him because you didn’t have a shift at the bakery that day

- he walks out of the club room looking mildly pissed and you’re a little wary

- but then he gets to where you’re standing and just pulls your waist towards him and full on kisses you

- mind you, this is your first kiss on the lips with him

- it’s not a quick peck either, like you can hear the wolf whistles from his teammates in the back and you’re left breathing hard and flushed pink afterwards

- damn if that’s what his kisses are like, you suddenly wish he’d do it more often

- “what was that for?”

- “nothin’”

- sometime in the future you find out that he did that because his teammates were once again talking about your relationship and one of them joked that atsumu paid you to pretend to be his girlfriend

- he knew that what you had wasn’t necessarily real, but he just had the urge to kiss you then (he swears to you that he doesn’t know why)

- he does know why. it was because it was starting to slip his mind that your relationship was fake and the reminder made him a little mad at himself

- he realizes that maybe he’s fallen in love with you when osamu brings it up

- atsumu had asked for osamu’s help because he wanted to surprise you by making you mochis for your upcoming four month anniversary of being his fake girlfriend (typing this out was so funny, this man is so whipped he doesn’t know it)

- “ya know, when i first met y/n, i was sure that it was all fake and that you’d slip up about it one day. i guess i was wrong.”

- atsumu doesn’t say anything to that because in his head he’s trying to convince himself that “no. this is all still fake.” but it’s hard to convince himself of that when his hands are covered in the rice flower that he’s using to make your favorite dessert for your four months of faking being together

- he tries not to think about what osamu said when he gives you the gifts later that night

- he tries not to think about it when he gets that funny feeling that he’s been feeling for a while now when he sees the way you light up upon opening the box of mochis

- he most definitely tries not to think about it when you accidentally give him your second kiss of the relationship because you were caught up in the spur of the moment

- it’s on the way home back to his apartment that night that he realizes he’s fucked

- because good god he’s fallen for you

- he tries to break it off after that

- you’re confused at how sudden it is, but you let him break it off because at that point you’re already in love with him and are still too scared to say it because you keep remembering how he always said that he didn’t want a real relationship

- IDIOTS IN LOVE YOU'RE BOTH SO .

- he tries to go back to normal after that

- but for the love of everything he just . can’t

- his eyes always linger a little too long on the door right before practice because you would always come see him before going to work

- his feet would instinctively move in the direction of the bakery after practices until he realizes what he’s doing and forces himself to go home

- his eyes would scan for your figure wearing his jersey during games until he remembers that you probably weren’t there and that you most definitely wouldn’t be wearing his jersey

- he wants to kick himself because the reason he asked you to be his fake girlfriend in the first place was because he didn’t want a real relationship

- yet here he was. wallowing because if there’s anything more he wants, it’s a real relationship with you

- osamu gets fed up with him eventually

- “take yer ass to the bakery right after practice. i’m not letting you into the apartment until you see her.”

- and surprisingly, he actually listens to his twin brother

- he walks into the bakery for the first time in a while and says “hey y/n. can i just have my usual? oh and an iced matcha.”

- you look up at him then because you vividly remember that night. how could you not?

- you’re in the middle of making his drink when you decide to ask him what’s up “everything alright?”

- “i may have outright lied to myself about loving you.”

- you nearly drop the drink in your hands

- “‘tsumu? what are you on about?”

- “i know i said that i’m no good at real relationships. but i’ve found that i want to learn to be good.”

- a pause

- “i want to learn with ya.”

OIKAWA.

- this poor boy is always the butt of the jokes that come from his team

- seriously though. it’s always “tease oikawa day” (he teases them back so it’s all good)

- but one day, they’re all in the locker room when hanamaki brings up this girl that he’s planning on asking out because he’s not sure how to do it

- oikawa, being the little shit that he is, goes “step one, makki. have my face. step two, have my amazing personality. step three, ask her out.”

- he barely ducks in time to miss the shoe that comes flying towards his head

- “makki! such unbecoming behavior! my advice is perfect!”

- matsukawa snorts and says “perfect advice my ass. you can’t even get anyone to like you. let alone go out with you, crappykawa.”

- “don’t spread lies, mattsun.” oikawa clicks his tongue like a mother scolding his child. “or do you seem to forget the dozens of confessions i get on the daily along with the girls that you three complain about all the time because ugh shittykawa’s gonna make us late if he keeps talking to them” (he’s so dramatic lol he says that last part in this weird, whiny voice)

- iwaizumi scoffs. “doesn’t count when you reject every single one.”

- “i do not!”

- “right. right. as if you don’t make them cry because you’re so nice about rejecting them too.” (oikawa frowns at that one because he doesn’t mean to make them cry)

- “yeah, shittykawa, you’re pretty bad at love in general. i’d die before listening to your advice.” (this one is from matsukawa)

- “there’s also the fact that the girlfriend’s you did have all broke up with you because you would rather cuddle with a volleyball than cuddle with them.” (this one is from hanamaki)

- oikawa scowls at them “i don’t cuddle my volleyball.”

- “sure you don’t. just like you most definitely don’t have a name for it either.”

- “leave iwa-chan the second out of this!” (he drew an angry face on his volleyball too because he claims it looks like iwaizumi)

- iwaizumi groans. “i hate you. so so much.”

- at this point, oikawa knows they’re right, but he’s also really prideful. “and besides. i would suggest taking my advice because i got a girlfriend just today!”

- he most definitely did not

- “sure you did. hey mattsun, i bet a week tops until she breaks up with him.”

- “nah i’ll bet five days.”

- after practice, oikawa came up with a plan for the next day to get himself out of the hole he dug for himself

- he usually got confessions before school, so he told iwaizumi that he was going to school early to practice and instead waited for a girl to confess to him

- but the moment he saw this second-year walk up to him with a little box, he knew he wouldn’t be able to do it

- he couldn’t do that to this innocent girl

- and he tries to say yes to her. he really does.

- but he can practically hear his older sister’s voice yelling at him about how “even when you get popular and get confessions from people left and right, i don’t want you leading anyone on. you only accept a confession if you actually like them.”

- he’s probably more scared of his sister than he is of his own mother, so he says no to that second-year, even when she starts to frown and walk away

- he’s leaning against the gym and rubbing the bridge of his nose when he hears you

- “everything alright?”

- you two were pretty close because he found out that you had a crush on iwaizumi in your second year and tried to set you two up (it didn’t work because he’s pretty bad at being a wingman)

- even when iwaizumi rejected you, oikawa had already grown to like your presence, so you two stayed friends despite how his best friend broke your heart

- “y/n-chan! what are you doing here so early?”

- “just returning a book to the library before the librarian knocks down my door and kicks my ass for having an overdue library book. what are you doing here so early?”

- “would you believe me if i said that i was practicing volleyball?”

- you look him up and down, and the smell of fresh cologne reaches your nostrils. his uniform is neatly put together.

- “looking like that? no, no i would not.”

- “well, what would you believe?”

- “i don’t know .. the truth maybe?”

- “the truth is embarrassing and is defamation to my good name.” that makes you raise your brow at him.

- “okay now i only want to hear the truth. i will not accept anything but the truth. now tell me, what kind of embarrassment have you proved yourself to be this morning?”

- “so mean, y/n-chan! now i see why you so very adored our precious iwa-chan.”

- you groan because you don’t want to remember that rejection. “oh just hurry up and embarrass yourself instead of embarrassing me.”

- “but it’s quite embarrassing.”

- “come on, spit it out.”

- “i may or may not have told iwa-chan, makki, and mattsun that i have a girlfriend when i don’t have one.”

- you look at him like he’s the dumbest person you’ve ever met, because at that moment, you really believed that he was. “couldn’t you just … i don’t know … accept one of your many, many confessions?”

- oikawa tells you about his fear of his sister and the second-year that just confessed to him

- you find yourself admiring his sister because she’s probably the one person on this planet that can humble oikawa tooru (the next person to be able to do so will be you, but you don’t know that yet)

- after hearing his explanation you get an idea. “can’t you ask someone to fake being in a relationship with you? you know, so you don’t get the angry sister devil/angel thing on your shoulder?” (LOL if you don’t get what the angel/devil thing that i’m talking about is, it’s like when you have an imaginary angel and a devil that sits on your shoulders and criticizes every choice you make)

- “are you offering, y/n?” he has that shit-eating grin on his face again, so you know he’s mostly joking

- “hmm, i don’t know. i think you’ll have to formally ask me to be your fake girlfriend. it’s only polite after all.”

- oikawa blinks for a second because he didn’t actually think you were serious. “what?”

- “are you going to ask me to be your fake girlfriend or not? maybe throw in a flower and i’ll say yes.”

- oh. oh.

- well, he wasn’t going to let what might be his only opportunity to get someone to fake date him pass by

- he looks around and sees a small flower on the ground and picks it

- he takes both your hands and puts the flower in one of them before saying, “y/n-chan will you, take me, oikawa tooru, as your loving pretend boyfriend, and save me from irrevocable embarrassment?”

- you laugh in his face because he’s trying so hard not to laugh through his “proposal.”

- “minus points for not getting on one knee but i guess i do.”

- you mainly did it because you may have already gotten rejected by iwaizumi, but you did like the possibility of being friends with him, and fake dating oikawa would probably let you do that

- you also kind of felt bad for oikawa, knowing that he wasn’t exaggerating how embarrassing it would be if his teammates found out he was lying

- when you and oikawa walk up to the seijoh third-years while holding hands, makki and mattsun are jostling each other while iwaizumi looks mildly surprised

- “see matsun! pay up!”

- oikawa and you both look in surprise as mattsun reluctantly shoves a few bills into makki’s awaiting hand

- oikawa’s looking between them both. “what bet did you use me for this time?”

- “i bet mattsun that you and y/n secretly liked each other.”

- blink blink

- iwaizumi sees the mildly awkward situation brewing so he says, “anyways, y/n if you ever get tired of this dumbass, you’re more than welcome into our group. we’ll just kick oikawa out.”

- after that, you and oikawa fall into a dating routine easily (you have a pretty busy schedule too so both you and oikawa understand each other schedules well)

- usually this is where oikawa’s relationships fail. he spends so much time with volleyball and the team that he doesn’t really spend time with his significant others

- it’s different with you though. maybe it’s the fact that the stakes aren’t so high because it’s only a fake relationship after all, or maybe it’s because unlike his past significant others, you don’t mind spending most of your time and “dates” with the other seijoh third-years, or maybe it’s because he remembers that locker room conversation and he wants to prove to makki, mattsun, and iwaizumi that he can be a good boyfriend (even if it’s a good fake boyfriend)

- dates with oikawa are usually laid-back because he’s tired from practice (so like walks in the park, getting ice cream, or study dates where you don’t get much done because you spend most of it just laughing and cooking in his kitchen)

- you find that he’s secretly a decent cook (the only thing keeping from saying that he’s a good cook is because he can’t cut vegetables for his life, and he also managed to accidently burn the onions you were trying to caramelize).

- neither of you acknowledge the fact that since nobody’s there to see those dates, you two technically don’t have to go on them since it’s only a fake relationship

- oh and takeru LOVES you

- seriously. he thinks you’re probably the coolest person ever (he tells you one day that he thinks you’re even cooler than oikawa and oikawa is a pouting mess the rest of your day. you can only pull him out of his slump when you jump on his back and force him to run to the bakery and buy milk bread)

- sometimes you’ll come with oikawa when he needs to watch takeru

- as takeru teaches you how to receive a volleyball, oikawa will watch you two with a little smile on his face (this loser is so whipped like man people passing by reminisce on how they were young and in love once because oikawa looks at you like that. oikawa doesn’t notice that he’s doing it though.)

- you sometimes spend time at his house with iwaizumi or on select days just by yourself (mostly for study dates or for watching weird sci-fi movies that oikawa seems to love)

- since you’re at his house so often, oikawa’s mother takes a liking to you because “you finally got her boy to care about something that isn’t volleyball.”

- it’s when oikawa groans a “moooom” in response that you start to feel those pesky butterflies

- oikawa will run up to you after games and just hold you tightly (he tells himself that it’s because his fan club and the team are watching, but really it’s because he can’t thank you enough for being there because he just plays better when you’re watching)

- my god, dUDE . he has no idea that he loves you like . MAN .

- mattsun, makki, and iwaizumi always tease oikawa about how you’re so much cooler than him

- oikawa whines to you and says, “y/n-channn they’re being mean again!”

- “what do you want me to do about it?”

- oikawa pouts like the baby he is and says, “kiss,” while pointing to his cheek. you give in and a round of groans comes from mattsun and makki. oikawa looks so smug and those pesky stomach feelings come back. iwaizumi is smiling to himself.

- speaking of iwaizumi

- you two become best friends after he finds you looking dejected as you wait for oikawa to get out of practice. you confided with him about how your relationship was all pretend. you might have also told him that you may be teensy bit in love with his captain

- iwaizumi tells you that, “there are some things you just ... can’t fake. the way that shithead looks at you is one of them. trust me.”

- he also tells you that his suspicion that you and oikawa had this weird spark was what kept him from ever reciprocating your feelings and why he rejected you (oikawa literally tried being your wingman before by texting iwaizumi things like “did you see how pretty y/n was today? don’t you think she was pretty?” and “iwa-chan! y/n is so funny and that’s coming from me, so she really is funny! i think maybe you should talk to her to see what i’m talking about (≧◡≦)”)

- at this point everyone knows that you’re in love with oikawa for real (except for oikawa himself)

- everyone also knows that oikawa’s fallen for you (except for oikawa himself, and you because you refuse to believe it)

- the moment he realizes he’s in love with you is on another one of those dates that you both know you don’t have to have but still choose to have anyway

- you’re making milk bread and he’s helping to measure the ingredients when he turns around to see you covered in flour and he just kinda stops

- and he realizes

- like yeah he’s been getting that small tugging feeling with you a lot over these past few months

- but now he finally realizes it’s because he’s in love with you

- he’s staring for a long time and for a second you think he’s going to make fun of your flour-coated self, but he’s staring at you with that look and you’re confused

- “everything okay? is there something wrong? did you mess up the measurements?”

- then an idea hits him

- “something’s wrong. it’s kind of embarassing though.”

- “what is it?”

- “no but it’s really embarrassing.”

- “what .. what is it?”

- cue cheeky little grin. “i think i might’ve fallen in love with my fake girlfriend. i don’t have another flower to ask her out though. i hope she doesn’t say no.”

- you kiss him for the first time then and take pride in the fact that you get him covered in flour in the process

KUROO.

- it happened the second day that you were at the tokyo training camp

- kuroo was with bokuto and a few of the karasuno first-years when bokuto started telling the first-years that kuroo had a girlfriend because he saw kuroo helping you carry your bags the day before (listen . this man is like . clueless when it comes to emotions sometimes i’msosorry)

- kuroo got this confused look on his face because he thought he would remember getting a girlfriend. “i do?”

- “don’t you? remember the girl you were holding hands with yesterday?”

- this was all some big misunderstanding

- so basically what happened was this: you’re shinzen’s team manager and you were tasked with carrying bags of equipment to the training center. kuroo was waiting for kenma to finish talking with lev (more like trying to avoid though lmao) and noticed that you were struggling so he came over to help

- kuroo figured that bokuto must’ve seen him holding the bags for you and assumed that something must’ve been going on (or maybe he looked over for the split second when kuroo held your hand in order to transfer the bags to his hand)

- he was about to clear things up when lo and behold, you walked into the gym

- “kuroo look! it’s your girlfriend! hey, come join us!”

- bless bokuto’s soul. bless that poor, oblivious soul.

- you walked up to them and looked at kuroo like “what??”

- you remembered him from the day before, but you didn’t remember ever agreeing to being his girlfriend of any sort

- he smiled apologetically at you and asked to talk to you on the side

- “what’s going on? why did he call me your .. girlfriend?”

- “look i’m sorry, bo’s a little … i don’t know. he saw me carrying your bags yesterday and assumed. i’ll clear things up, don’t worry.”

- when you two headed back to where bokuto is standing, it was obvious that kuroo’s smooth-sailing explanation wasn’t happening anytime soon

- because lev was there, and so was yaku

- “KUROO-SENPAI? THIS IS YOUR GIRLFRIEND? SHE’S VERY PRETTY SENPAI!” (bless lev’s soul too. another part of the extremely oblivious club.)

- yaku took no hesitation in teasing kuroo. “since when does kuroo ever get any girl to like him? this is new. no offense, of course.”

- kuroo tried clearing up the air by saying, “guys- listen this has all been som-“

- hinata doesn’t let him finish either lmao “YOU’RE THE TEAM MANAGER FOR SHINZEN!” (extremely oblivious club member number 3 here)

- “a team manager, kuroo? what’d you do to get her to say yes? is she a chemistry nerd too?”

- “bo-“

- they kinda just went like that back and forth, and kuroo kept getting interrupted

- you were just laughing to the side because it was kind of funny

- you also kinda felt bad for kuroo because damn his friends had like no faith in his romantic skills at all??

- maybe that was what made you say it, but after his friends were done teasing him you said, “he’s kind of a catch though, don’t you think? nerdy and funny is a girl’s dream isn’t that what they say?”

- kuroo blinked at you because what??

- once kuroo got you alone by asking you to take a walk outside of the gym, he asked, “so … what does this make us?” (surprise, surprise, he never got the chance to tell them about the misunderstanding)

- you just shrugged because really how bad could this be? “i felt bad at how much they were teasing you, so we could keep up the fake boyfriend/girlfriend thing for the week. it shouldn’t be too bad. plus it’ll save you the embarrassment of having to tell your friends that you didn’t actually get a girlfriend.”

- you guys did pretty good for the week of the training camp

- you’d cheer him on in secret if he got a spike or a block during a practice game while simultaneously still watching shinzen’s game

- you two walked around the halls when bokuto was watching just to keep up pretenses

- you learned that he’s a major nerd during these walks, which you found really endearing

- on the last day of camp, he tried to throw pieces of broccoli in your mouth (he didn’t stop until he finally got it in after his 9th try)

- you guys initially planned to “break up” after the camp was over

- but here comes bokuto again

- “hey y/n! kuroo, akaashi, and i were gonna go out for karaoke tomorrow if you wanna join.”

- you grew to like bokuto too so you said you’d come

- it was actually a really fun night

- you and kuroo sang a duet together

- he also stole some of your ramen

- you took a video of bokuto as he serenaded akaashi

- when you guys are leaving to go home, bokuto goes “you two are so cute. y/n do me a favor and don’t break up with kuroo until after the qualifiers would you? i wanna play him at his full game.” (again. seriously, he basically is the greatest accidental wingman ever)

- “we can’t break his heart, can we?”

- “no, we can’t.”

- and so your fake relationship starts

- you don’t get to visit each other often because you don’t live in the same vicinity, but you guys text often (it’s a friend thing, you both swear to yourselves)

- on weekends when kuroo’s not spending time with kenma, he’ll ask you to meet him at a park or a cafe (you two always send selfies to bokuto during every date)

- dates with him are always really fun because he’s spontaneous and also very active so sometimes he’ll take you by the hand and just drag you places

- he is not afraid to smear different colors of ice cream on your nose and call you some obscure name from some really old movie that he may have watched that week

- he also makes you push him on the swings

- the little kids get mad because what is this rooster man doing taking up a swing when he’s so old

- you laugh at him when the kids eventually come up to him and ask if they can use the swing

- dates will usually last the whole day because you’re both fine with just walking around and randomly finding stuff to do

- with all that time spent talking, you two also get to know each other really well

- like basically your life stories

- it took him a while to open up and at first he insists that you tell your story first, but after a while you notice how he starts letting little things about his life slip here and there until he starts telling you bigger portions

- you also get really close with kenma

- not close close the way him and kuroo are, but kenma would probably see you as his second closest friend

- that’s why sometimes kenma tags along with you guys (it doesn’t feel like third wheeling or anything because both you and kuroo enjoy kenma’s presence as much as each other’s)

- eventually, once you two got the hang of it, you’re like the couple that everyone likes

- because you’re both pretty funny and overall just have nice vibes

- his team starts to call you mom and dad as a joke because sometimes when shinzen doesn’t have practice, you’ll stop by at nekoma at the end of practice just to say hi

- they’re not wrong about the mom and dad thing though (it’s a really cute dynamic though i swear)

- your team used to not like him at first because they were protective of you, but eventually they reluctantly warmed up to him

- they threatened to demolish him if he hurt you though

- LMAO ANYWAYS .. MOVING ON

- you guys have lots of study dates too!!

- since you’re both busy because of volleyball related things, a lot of your schedule lines up with each other (this also means that kuroo knows when you haven’t had time to study)

- you’ll be sitting on his bed on your stomach with your legs draped across his thighs as you read your textbook and he’ll be sitting against his bed frame reading one of his assigned readings (i also like to think that kuroo has glasses for these readings that only you and kenma have seen)

- sometimes, when you finish studying before he finishes, you’ll come up behind him and just start to play with his hair

- his hair is actually really soft despite looking like a bird built its nest in it

- you also have two of his jackets that are just lying around your house

- he likes when you wear them because he thinks you look so cute (he doesn’t tell you that though)

- after a while, it’s like both of you have forgotten that this was all a ruse just so bokuto wouldn’t get heartbroken after you two break up

- at this point, kuroo has learned all your quirks, habits, and has also memorized your schedule

- like … he doesn’t realize that he’s fallen for you until someone points it out

- he realizes he’s fallen for you on the day that shinzen loses in the tournament (this would be your last match)

- now nekoma just played a game, but kuroo’s first instinct is to check whether or not shinzen won (he’s been doing this for every game in the tournament)

- when he sees that you lost, he knows that you’ll be sad and in need of a pick me up

- as kenma and him are packing up, he says, “shinzen lost today. i probably can’t make it to your house tonight. y/n will probably want to go out with her team for a bit, but she’ll probably crash at my place. do you think i should make her a strawberry cake? or maybe she’ll want onigiri? no, she’ll probably want the cake. she always gets the little smile with her one dimple whenever she eats my strawberry cake. makes me proud.”

- kenma’s just looking at kuroo with arched eyebrows because HIS BEST FRIEND IS WHIPPED

- kuroo doesn’t get why kenma’s looking at him like that because he thinks about things like that all the time. “what??”

- oh kenma knows your relationship is fake

- so he just looks at kuroo and says, “try to refrain getting down on one knee today. i doubt you have a ring, and i’ll bet that y/n will want a confession of you being hopelessly, madly in love with her before you propose by the way.”

- kuroo kind of freezes and blinks at him.

- “wh … what?”

- “kuro, do i really need to spell out for you that you’re totally smitten with her? you have been for a while now.”

- “have not.”

- “yes, you have.”

- “have not.”

- “yes, you have.”

- “have not.”

- “yes, you have.”

- at this point, kuroo knows that kenma’s onto something, but kuroo doesn’t wanna jump to conclusions until he sees you again

- when you knock on his door and run straight into his arms that night, he knows kenma’s right

- like you’re balling into his chest and he gets that feeling that he wants to hold you forever and never let go

- and he knows. he knows.

- after you start to calm down, he offers you the cake that he made just for you

- he swears that he feels ten times lighter after he sees that exact smile with the exact dimple on your face

- now kuroo may be loud, and rambunctious at times, but when he loves, it’s quiet, simple, but not any less there

- as you finish eating the cake, kuroo notices that there’s a few pink crumbs on your lips

- and he kisses you

- like a “slow, hand on the cheek, nose touching after he pulls away” kind of kiss

- “i made a realization today. kenma told me to hold back on proposing, so i’ll go with confessing instead.”

- you’re looking up at him with your heart beating hard in your chest

- “i think you might’ve made me fall in love with you.”

sorry if there are any mistakes lmao i tried catching all of them but ... 6k words ...... yanno. .....