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[mari-writes]

Second year Bokuto who is struggling in math class and so enlists Akaashi, the new first year setter, to help him study.

Akaashi agrees (quickly), and they make a habit of it. Two months in, Bokuto realizes how much he loves hanging out with his teammate outside of the court. So he starts requesting help with other classes, like English and history, despite not needing as much help in those subjects.

He wonders if Akaashi knows. Wonders if the boy is catching on that aside from Algebra, he’s doing perfectly fine. Bokuto has never exactly excelled in academics, but he’s not failing either. He thinks he’s pretty average when it comes to grades. 

But how else can he justify them hanging out together outside of practice? He really doesn’t know. So he keeps asking, not quite “playing dumb” but posing certain questions and insisting Akaashi is the only one who can help.

“You’re the smartest person I know,” he’d declare, “and I trust you more than anyone!” For some reason, that would always work. Akaashi would turn away, the tips of his ears a bit pink, and agree right away.

But eventually, inevitably, Akaashi catches on. He finally speaks up after Bokuto asks him to help study for an upcoming science test.

“Bokuto-san, I recall you doing well in your Physical Science course last year.” He raises one perfect eyebrow, with a scrutinizing look that sends a thrill up Bokuto’s spine. “Do you expect me to believe you need help with Biology, of all things?”

“I mean, um,” Bokuto swallows harshly. “I just thought that maybe—”

Akaashi sighs. He turns in his seat, leaning one elbow against Bokuto’s desk. They’ve been working on other subjects for a couple of hours now. Papers are scattered about, and two empty owl-shaped tea mugs are set to the side.

Bokuto really hopes he hasn’t made things weird between them. “I’m sorry, ‘kaashi!” He reaches up to grip at his hair, squeezing his eyes shut. “Ugh, I’m so annoying! Don’t look at me!”

“Bokuto,” Akaashi says, and the lack of a honorific surprises Bokuto out of his spiraling thoughts. He glances up to see the other boy staring at him intently.

“Yes?” Bokuto holds his breath.

“You don’t actually need my help with any of this,” Akaashi declares. “So why did you ask?”

Bokuto stares. Does Akaashi really not know? Wow, his new setter is a touch more oblivious than he initially thought! “Well, um,” he stutters, “Obviously I just… wanted us to hang out.”

Apparently, Akaashi hadn’t been expecting that at all. His mouth drops open. He blinks. It takes him a few awkward moments to respond. “You… want to hang out… with me?”

“Yeah!”

“Oh.”

Bokuto waits patiently as the boy seems to work something out in his mind. No doubt he is overthinking, running through all possible meanings of Bokuto’s simple words. He looks bewildered. It’s… sort of cute. Bokuto chuckles. 

“Is that so crazy? That I like hanging out with you?”

Akaashi shrugs. He turns back the the desk, reaching out to fiddle with a pencil. Bokuto watches in delight as a blush creeps up the boy’s slender neck. “I suppose not,” Akaashi’s voice is quiet. “I’m just… not use to it.”

They fall into silence. Bokuto shifts in his chair, watching Akaashi closely, allowing him to lead them out of this charged moment. The only sounds come from the fan spinning overhead and his own heavy breathing.

Suddenly, Akaashi scoots his chair back and stands, causing Bokuto to flinch. “Okay,” he nods, carefully moving around to grab his jacket from the foot of Bokuto’s bed. “Let’s go, then.”

“Huh?” Confused, Bokuto slowly unfolds from his seat. “Go? Where?”

“You wanted to hang out.” Another shrug. He tosses over Bokuto’s jean jacket; Bokuto catches it easily with one hand. “So we might as well do that somewhere fun. Like the arcade. Or, um, we could go get food?”

Akaashi has made it to the door now, looking back over his shoulder, face is as impassive as ever. But there’s a new sort of spark in his eyes, one that Bokuto isn’t sure what to make of.

(He might be sort of excited to figure it out.)

“You coming?”

Bokuto pulls on his jacket, feeling light as a feather as he follows his new friend out of the room. He smiles.

This might be the start of something great.

 🤗❤️ 

//

I imagine that after middle school, 2nd year Bo is still worried about overwhelming others, not wanting to scare them away. Love the idea that Akaashi immediately agreeing to practice, study and hang out as friends means a lot to him.

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[todayisafridaynight]

love my right-hand rgg men deranged. a little blood splattered even.

[y-urios]

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[rgr-pop]

please don’t reblg this but i just spoke on a national call and. i had been talking with [worker] about contributing to this but didn’t hear from the organizers and wasn’t on the agenda—was a little relieved lol bc i have a migraine. they sent out a really tight agenda so i was like they probably didn’t have time. there are several other split speaker slots and they were all named on the agenda (although there was one main speaker added to the agenda after), eg it will be like (worker at work site) (associated dsa member) and all the other added people are men (obviously there are women on this call this is Workers). it’s a really organized call, EVERYONE else got a run down, link to the call, etc; there was a PRACTICE session. obviously anybody would assume if you were not included in any of that then you were not going to be speaking but of course when it got to (worker) i am announced as well. obviously i pulled it together (i’m a shoot from the hip kinda girl) but like. what the hell level of mike pence kind of behavior is all of this. spiritual housewife treatment

[senamarais]

5.20 salon of the dead Blair Waldorf looks part 1,

like or reblg if you save please <3

[itsyourchoicedevotionals]

To Show Thankfulness

“One of them, when he saw he was healed, came back, praising God in a loud voice. He threw himself at Jesus’ feet and thanked Him—and he was a Samaritan.” Luke 17:15-16NIV

When we awake in the morning, are we thankful? Actually, what are we thankful for? Lynde Langdon wrote in ‘World’ January 2021, about Eric Schwam, a Jewish refugee, who fled from Austria to France during WWII. The town that hid him and over 2000 other refugees from the Nazi Germans received two million euros from Schwam’ estate. This act displayed great gratitude.

Lou worked for years for a thankless company. He worked hard to complete the work correctly. In return, they thanked him by giving him broken down equipment to repair. Then they pulled that newly repaired piece of equipment off of his job and sent it to one of the other General Foremen to elevate their supervisory bonuses. All of these equipment repairs docked Lou’s annual bonus by at least a hundred thousand dollars across the span of those many years. My husband knew what God felt like, being cheated, stolen from and never appreciated.

The Israelites failed to be a thankful people. Without being grateful they were easily lured into idol worship. In our text, nine lepers were Israelites. They took off to the temple to show they were healed and be received back into society again. “Jesus asked, “Were not all ten cleansed? Where are the other nine? Has no one returned to give praise to God except this foreigner?” Luke 17:17-18NIV Number ten was a foreigner. But he rushed back to show thankfulness.

Some believe this “foreigner” was saved by Jesus’ salvation plan. Not sure how that idea would work. But I do believe that the missing appendages, ate off by leprosy, were totally restored, made whole; replaced by fresh, healthy new parts. I believe this is backed up by the Verse 19 Amplified Bible Classic— “And He said to him, Get up and go on your way. Your faith (your trust and confidence that spring from your belief in God) has RESTORED YOU TO HEALTH.” (emphasis mine.).

God cherishes gratitude. Apostle Paul taught in 1Thessalonians 5:18; Ephesians 5:20; 2Corinthians 4:15-16; 2Thessalonians 1:3.

Mother taught us to be thankful that God is God and big enough to reduce us. Her feeble old hands would raise in praise and thanksgiving multiple times daily. Perhaps that was the reason Mom regularly saw a 24 hour turn around on answers to prayer. She’d pray —boom— the answer was there. Many people asked her to pray because of the swift results. Crazy part was— it was available to them, to us— if we would foster the attitude of gratitude and praise to our Lord.

Will you throw yourself at the feet of Jesus in gratitude? Are you to do more than a single thank you? It’s your choice. You choose.

LET’S PRAY: LORD God forgive us for taking you for granted, for cheating You out of the praise and thanksgiving You deserve. Call our hearts to remembrance continually that You are worthy of all praise and all thanksgiving that we can muster until our characters are changed to immediate thanksgiving, in the name of Jesus Christ I pray.

by Debbie Veilleux Copyright 2023 You have my permission to reblg this devotional for others. Please keep my name with this devotional, as author. Thank you.

[fentonworkz]

“he’s flying, they said, and in the soft glow of moon and starlight he touched down on the browning grass to fall to his knees and cry.”

— the stars are shining and the moon is bright and the curve of the earth is soft

is there anyone out there that remembers my one fic with that really long title? just me? okay

(day 3) grave | phanniemay 19

[khadij-al-kubra]

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[skyhilloutpost-fr]

This is one of my Mer-dragons, Ophelia! He’s based on a betta fish and helps Leopold with the tea shop!

Open for better quality~

If you like it, please reblg!

[heymrspatel]

Hi, I’m the same anon from last night and your 💖anon and your your arts #1 fan possibly lolol

I’m back because I just wanted to say that I was scrolling though your art tag and was just shocked by the numbers! 302 nots but only 77 reblogs? Or the one with the most notes has 72% likes compared to 28% reblgs. I DID THE MATH!!! I just wish people reblogs more.

HELP ME YOU DID MATH!

sparkly heart anon HI!!! i thought that was you but didn't want to assume! thank you for dropping by again 🥺 and thank you for liking my stuff (@you-are-so-much-better-than-that someone's out for your #1 fan crown lmaoo)

there's so much discourse surrounding this and how alot of people have just resorted to liking instead of sharing. and listen, i'm not out here trying to tell you how to live your life, but if you DO like something please share it! i bet your followers would love to see beautiful gifsets, read incredible words, fawn over artwork, and laugh as shitposts! i promise you they do!

@sluttymickey is out here all the time doing the good work and advocating for everyone's projects! she WILL yell at you for just liking or sitting idly by and i love her for it 🥰 (my favorite: "why not reblog the gifset? do you not want your followers to laugh?" - drish, 2021)

[lonewolfandmuse-moved]

Disclaimer for lonewolfandmuse // Please give this post a like if you have read & agree (although it's not mandatory) // This post is for refrence purposes. Please do not reblg.

The following are a list of fandoms & characters I have no interest in interacting with: Due to the fact that my muses & writing tend to be heavy on the darker themes: children's cartoons or shows (example: Gravity Falls, Sonic the Hedgehog, ect.) Some Disney cartoons are an exception such as Beauty & the Beast, Aladdin. Disney movies such as Up or Toy Story I do not see any of my muses interacting with. // Nintendo or children's videogames (example: Pokémon, Mario, ect.) // Naruto with the exception of @shouga-nai 's Sasori // My Hero Academia // Marvel // Harry Potter // Star Wars // Undertale // Any Hentai related manga or anime.

Trigger warning disclaimer: As I stated above, my muses tend to be on the darker side. Any triggering content will be tagged as #warning ( for example: #warning: ns/fw , #warning: blood & gore )

Although Hellsing has Nazi character's I will not be incorperating those parts into my roleplays. Threads for Hellsing will either take place before or after the Millennium arc. If mentions of Millennium or Nazis do come up in the roleplay, I will tag the post as #warning: ns/fw. The same applies to Alucard's history of being a victim of rape/sexual abuse. It will be rare for him to mention this but if the topic does come up I will also tag as #warning: ns/fw.

Please come to me if you have any questions or concerns. & please keep in mind that I (the mun) have a disorder & communication is not my strongest point. But I will always do my best to make my roleplay partners feel comfortable & respected.

Thank you for reading.

-- WOLF

(updated 5.10.22)

[lamphous]

hey mates, not making individ. posts cuz they never get notes & i don’t really care so much about notes anyway, but i figure some of you are new & don’t know i write fic so here’s some recent stuff i’ve done

[bisexualmoses]

Don’t reblg f you look up any jewish songs on YouTube even if it’s by a Jewish artist ALL the comments will be like “Jesus come back soon” or “I love you Yeshua” like GAG 🤢 can y’all please be xtian on someone else’s song and music

[inakua]

A Yule To Remember

PART ONE

Request: Could you write about Lily Potter falling in love with Cassie Malfoy? - Anon

Warnings: N/A (I will always try and tag as many warnings as I can think of for each writing, if you read through and find something that I haven’t listed which may be a trigger for someone please send me an ask or message me so that I can add it to this list, thanks!)

Pairing/s:  Lily Luna Potter x Cassiopeia “Cassie” Malfoy.

OC’s: Cassiopeia “Cassie” Malfoy, Nicki Nott, Hannah Walker

Words: 1,572

A/N: A little christmas two shot about Cassie and Lily admitting their love at the yule ball in their 5th year. Enjoy, reblgs and replies are appreciated! Part two will be posted soon.

Dedicated to @hpnextgensource ♡

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“Quick! Hurry up Cass, we’re going to be late for dinner!” Lily cried, dragging her best friend along by the arm as fast as she could.

Sighing, Cassie allowed herself to be pulled along, the corridor was empty after all. “We won’t be late Lils, plus Lucy saved us a seat so we’ll be able to sit with everyone,” Cassie reasoned, smiling affectionately at Lily’s enthusiasm.

“I don’t care! I want roast chicken! Nicki will’ve eaten it by now!”

At that exclamation Cassie couldn’t help but burst out into laughter, prompting Lily to drop her hand as she doubled over.

“I don’t see what’s so funny,” Lily pouted.

“A 16 year old - chicken - you” were the only words coming out the aching mouth of Cassiopeia Malfoy. She honestly couldn’t believe that Lily Potter, a 16 year old girl, was getting so flustered because she wanted some roast chicken.

“Well, I’m going to go and complete my mission, a girl has needs you know!” She said, smirking at Cassie, who was still on the floor but seemed to be calming down.

“No - Lils wait. I - I’m coming,” Cassie replied, dragging herself from the floor, out of breath and bright red from lack of oxygen.

“You’re not gonna laugh again?” Lily asked.

“Of course not …” Cassie began, before turning to Lily, a wide smile lighting up her face, “my little chicken.”

Then, she ran.

“CASSIE!!” Lily cried, chasing after the girl in question, laughing as she went.

The two finally made it to the corridor of the Great Hall, Lily managing to catch up just after the corner.

“Got ya!” She yelled triumphantly, tackling Cassie to the ground and straddling her to keep her down.

“Hey, no fair! I was nearly there!” Cassie pouted, mischief in her eyes.

“You’re cute when you pout,” Lily blurted before she could even think.

“I - um,” Cassie stuttered, her eyes big and lips parted as she took in the words Lily had just spoken.

Lily simply started, shock evident on her face, her eyes locked onto Cassies, before moving around to take in the expression on her face.

As the girls sat there, both blushing profusely, they finally took in their compromising position.

Lily sat, straddling Cassie’s hips, her arms placed precariously on either side of her head. While Cassie lay flat, her white blonde hair flayed around her head like a halo, both hands on Lily’s hips, caressing them unconsciously with her thumbs.

Neither girl moved, both staring at each other, enamoured by the emotions in each others eyes.

It could’ve been a minute, it could’ve been half an hour, neither knew, but they were now barely an inch from each others face.

Cassie closed her eyes in anticipation …

Lily leaned in …

“There you guys are!”

As soon as the words hit their ears, the two girls sprang off each other, faces bright red, a metre gap now between them.

“We’ve been waiting for you for ages,” Lucy told them, walking over to them and linking her arms between the two.

“Yeah, where have you been?” Nicki asked, walking to Lilys side, while Hannah walked to Cassies.

“Roxy, Brennon, Hugo and Fletcher were worried about the two of you,” Hannah added.

“Yeah, we almost had to beat your cousins off when we said we were gonna look for you, they all wanted to join in on the hunt!” Nicki chuckled.

“We were just running a bit late is all,” Lily replied, smiling weakly up at Nicki.

“Yeah - late,” Cassie said, her eyes staring off into space.

Hannah and Nicki looked at them funny, before shrugging and walking the two into the great hall. After all, they knew what this was all about, and they had a plan.

…

“Okay girls, we ready to initiate mission get Lily and Cassie to admit their love for each other?” Lucy asked, huddled together with Hannah, Roxy and Nicki as the four girls squished together onto Lucys bed, curtains drawn and wands alight.

“Ready,” The three girls chorused.

“Okay, so the yule ball is this evening, I know that they both have dates but we’re going to make them wish they were each others. Hannah and Nicki you two work on Lily, me and Roxy will work on Cassie. We need to make these girls look so stunning they won’t be able to take their eyes off each other!” Lucy said, nodding at each girl in turn, making sure they understood their mission for the evening.

“We’ll take Cass in the bathroom,” Roxy informed them, motioning to her and Lucy.

“We’ll keep Lils in here,” Hannah agreed.

“Have Lils downstairs by 7 and we’ll make sure that Cass is down a couple of minutes later, then we get the dramatic effect of Cass walking down the stairs!” Roxy said in excitement, her face lighting up at the prospect of finally getting their best friends together.

“Okay, let’s get ourselves ready, the girls should be up in about an hour, so we’ve got plenty of time!” Lucy added.

“Let’s Go!” Roxy yelled, causing the others to jump back, falling backwards out the bed at the rise in volume.

A chorus of laughter could be heard from the common room as the four girls laughed at the predicament they were in, before all went silent as they prepared for the mission in front of them.

…

“Argh, quit pulling on my hair.”

“Stop whining, I’m not even tugging that hard!”

“Close your eyes Lil, I can’t do your makeup if you keep twitching. Oh stop pouting, it’ll be worth it when you see how stunning you look.”

Huffing and crossing her arms Lily had to agree, as much as she hated getting dolled up, she knew that Hannah and Nicki were going to do a much better job than if she had to do it herself.

As soon as Lily and Cass had come up from dinner they were ambushed. Cass dragged into the bathroom by an already dolled up Lucy and Roxy, while Lily was pushed down onto the vanity stall by Hannah and Nicki.

Thinking back, they should’ve know something was up as they walked up the stairs, no giggling or loud chatting could be heard from their dorm.

“Okay, just the highlighter and we should be done!” Nicki squealed, a series of claps ringing in Lilys ears.

“I’m pretty much done with the hair back here,” Hannah exclaimed, placing the muggle curlers she’d bought on the vanity.

“Can I see myself now girls?” Lily’d been unable to look at herself the whole time because the girls had enchanted the mirrors, claiming they wanted it all to be a surprise.

“Not yet.”

“We need to get you in your dress first!”

“It’s in my trunk,” Lily replied, giggling into her hand at their excitement.

“Surprise!!”

Confused Lily turned around, a gasp escaping when she laid her eyes on the dress in their hands, “bu - but? That’s not my dress?”

Almost as if in a trance she walked over, hands gliding through the silk as if water, a green almost as deep as her eyes shimmering in the lights.

“Well, we knew you were just gonna wear the same dress you wore last year,” Hannah began, looking to Nicki.

“So we all chipped in and bought this for you from gladrags.”

“Really?” Came the choked reply from Lily.

“Really,” Hannah said, fanning at her face frantically, as she saw tears pool in Lilys eyes, “stop, you’re gonna make me cry.”

“Think of the makeup!” Nicki hollered, holding back tears herself.

Lily threw her arms around them as she attempted to control her emotions, “I love you girls.”

Squeezing her tight Hannah and Nicki replied, “we love you too, Lils.”

After clinging to each other for a minute, Lilys attention focused back on the gorgeous dress, “Well I best put it on!”

While Lily and the girls were doing the final touches, Cassie, Roxy and Lucy were waiting patiently in the bathroom.

“We’ve been waiting for 15 minutes, remind me why we can’t just go wait with Lils and the others?” Cassie asked, head balancing on the palm of her hands as she stared at the door.

“Well … um, you see,” Roxy began, eyes darting around the room anxiously.

Huffing at her cousins attempt, Lucy moved from where she was perched on the sink, to stand in front of Cassie.

“Hannah and Nicki thought it’d be a fun idea to get ready in groups, so that we can all surprise each other with our looks. Also, I kinda wanna be surprised by the dress we all bought Lily, don’t you?”

Blushing subtly Cassie nodded, “yeah, I suppose it’d be nice to see Lils in the dress, I know she’ll look amazing no matter what …” Roxy and Lucy shared a secret grin, missed by Cassie as she trailed off, looking longingly at the door. Knowing Lily was nearly ready on the other side.

Thinking of Lily made Cassie go all funny inside, it made her wish that her date were someone else. A small, cute, ginger someone else.

“Okay we’re ready girls! Come downstairs in like 2 minutes!” Nicki called, scaring Cassie out of her daydream.

“Ready Cass?” Roxy asked, hands ringing in anticipation.

“Ready. Let’s go.”

Part two coming soon, if you wanna be tagged for part two or added to my tag list for the future then lmk via my asks ♡

[toadcircus]

im fun to know for maybe a week or two, a few months tops and then after that its an honest to god chore 2 interact with me because all the fun wears off and everyone realises like “oh shit they’re actually.. like that” and its the worst thing bc even if its not true i alwyas always always feel like people only talk to me because they feel bad for me because they know that no one really actually likes me or likes being around me and its!!!! the worst!!!! 

[itsyourchoicedevotionals]

Sat Quietly Inside

“If you faint in the day of adversity, your strength is small. Rescue those who are being taken away to death; hold back those who are stumbling to the slaughter. If you say, “Behold, we did not know this,” does not He Who weighs the heart perceive it? Does not He who keeps watch over your soul know it, and will He not repay man according to his work?” Proverbs 24:10-12ESV

One thing which I abhor doing is telephone solicitation. Late 1980-1990’s, I sold life and health insurance. To start with— I deeply feared men, because of molestation, and rape. Add to that— getting into a man’s private business about providing for his family after death—shudder. Calling any man, cold-turkey- to solicit sales information— abhorrent. In company classes, I shone with the phone interviews. Real life, I could stutter, hem and haw, close up inside like a clam, shake, and begin having panic attacks.

Ohio has been targeted by multiplied millions of dollars from other state's Democrats to turn our state into a pro- late term abortion, removal of parental rights, children’s transgender movement. They say— ‘as Ohio goes, so goes the other states.’ We have an election for one item in August— to force the constitution majority up from 50% plus 1, to a 60% majority. This will make it much more difficult to make our state pro-satan's agenda. [PLEASE PRAY FOR A WIN IN THIS BALLOT INITIATIVE] Rather than just informing citizens in the large, metropolitan, liberal areas to vote, the entire state will have to be made aware of what’s being voted in.

With age related limitations, I can’t knock on doors— (facing a person is easier for me to do). So— I’m back doing telephone solicitations. This time— to save the lives of the children. Nothing has changed. I’m struggling with panic, and stuttering. It’s only possible for me to make a few calls at a time before I start shutting down.

Believers— we are at the place in this nation where we have to stand up for the standards of God, even if we’re uncomfortable. “So everyone who acknowledges Me before men, I also will acknowledge before My Father who is in heaven, but whoever denies Me before men, I also will deny before My Father who is in heaven” Matthew 10:32-33ESV. We can’t stand idly by doing and saying nothing.

Visit my personal Facebook page, everyone sees the many ads for the movie ‘Sound of Freedom.’ I’m daring to announce to the world— human trafficking is alive and well, mostly in high places. It’s a business that earns an estimated $152BILLION annually.

For far too many years the church has sat quietly inside its four walls while the world outside is going to hell. The time is here to pray like we’ve never prayed before. Put shoes on our prayers and go back into the other mountains of society— taking them back for the Lord.

We’ve got the largest mission field in the world coming through our southern border. Are we going to allow those children to be siphoned off into sex trafficking?

What can we do? Warring in prayer, first. Dispatching angels, second. Pressure our political leaders, third. Get out there, if you can, mingle with the foreign people. Lead them to Jesus.

Are we willing to be uncomfortable? Is it going to make us nervous? Don’t sit quietly inside. We might only be able to work for the Lord a few minutes at a time, but “Hold back those who are stumbling to the slaughter.” It’s your choice. You choose.

LET’S PRAY: Lord God, we have to do something. Show us what and how, in the name of Jesus Christ I pray.

by Debbie Veilleux Copyright 2023 You have my permission to reblg this devotional for others. Please keep my name with this devotional, as author. Thank you.