#and considering everything going on in the world atm it's really hard to be happy about anything | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

dark-nekofear · 8 months

Text

tagged by @kukiyuuri ur so sweet ty for the tag <3

ONE. Are you named after anyone?

*Office stare* whatever gave u that impression? :3c

yea my queer ass swiped Roxas' name as my own. I had a major identity crisis after leaving a cult a decade ago so it kinda felt fitting to pick the name with his own history with cults & identity issues hehe

2. When was the last time you cried?

couple days ago, tho I have a very hard time crying anymore. thaaaat's probs not good ^^;; I used to be a huge crybaby.

3. Do you have kids?

thankfully not. I'm enough work as is tyvm

4. What sports do you play? have you played?

I played street hockey with my neighbors quite a bit growing up, tho it was rather short-lived when they suddenly had a problem with playing with a girl (boy do I have news for them). in high school I joined the tennis team. I wasn't stellar at it but I had a blast. wish there were more opportunities to play but that requires other ppl wanting to play.

these days I've been reconnecting with my childhood love of rollerblading. I'm close to being as good as I used to be which is so exciting cuz there's so much I never mastered! so I'm about to cross over into new territory!

5. Do you use sarcasm?

what's sarcasm? ovo

6. What is the first thing you notice about people?

looking at the world thru an artist's lens, I notice things like posture, expression, body language first. which can tell u a lot about a person in the moment without a word being spoken.

7. What's your eye color?

blue! I think they're turning gray as I get older which is kinda cool but also a little sad.

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

depends on my mood; both are good. so long as the story is told well anything goes really.

9. Any talents?

I suffer from the good at the arts but bad at everything modern society deems useful disease. my main talent is probs drawing, writing coming second (if I ever get the spoons to do it again). I'm also decent at singing with my long history with choir & leading worship services.

10. Where were u born?

the most boring place on earth -- the US Midwest. Siri, play "Sidewalks" by Story of the Year.

11. What are your hobbies?

a lot of my free time lately has been getting back into studying languages. I'm mostly focused on Japanese atm but I'm also at an intermediate level in German & conversational in ASL.

I game quite a bit too, primarily retro games. *screaming crying throwing up that PS2-era is now considered retro* seldom do I play things upon release except of KH.

oh, I'm also a casual fashion doll collector (mostly Barbie & Monster High). old media as well (vhs, retro games, music, etc). lost media & preservation of the arts in general really interests me.

I play guitar a bit too but lol I suck at it.

other hobbies previously touched on in earlier q's include drawing, skating, singing & writing. :3c

12. Do you have any pets?

I have a kitty! she's a dilute calico & a huge diva cuz she knows she's gorgeous. she's loud af just like me & loves talking to her fave humans in the sassiest tone possible.

13. How tall are u?

not tall enough. 165cm

14. Favorite subjects in school?

German (easily my best subject), art & English.

15. Dream job?

I've been thinking a lot about circling back to an old dream job. something utilizing my knack for picking up languages. maybe interpreting or teaching? I'd really like to go back to school so I can maybe have a decent shot at something overseas. where? I'm still deciding. being trans kinda complicates it a bit. with that in mind & having several instances of homelessness this past decade I've concluded the US isn't a viable place for me to continue living. I have a unique opportunity to rebuild rn & I intend to utilize it. even if that means allowing my art to return to being just a hobby.

ahh! sorry I'm totally ending this on a bummer note huh? uhh uhh... puppies! think of puppies!! & kitties!!!

anyway, I'll tag uhh... whoever wants to do this? >w<; u can obvi say I tagged ya.

#thanks again for tagging me <333 #tag game

3 notes · View notes

boobchuy · 2 years

Note

Hello my brain has been infested by the wandersong au again I am back to dump more thoughts. I actually have a draft on the post that started the ws/amphibia crossover but I never finished it for some reason? And that post is so long so I’m just sending a new ask. Anyways I’m thinking specifically abt their powers bc like, realistically they would not have their powers ok but I LOVE magic powers I think they’re so cool. So like, you mentioned a while ago in that one post their powers being connected to music which I really like!! Canonically all the girls can sing but it’s more interesting to assign them instruments.

Sasha is guitar, obviously, and as for how it’d work you know like, the shockwave effect ppl give guitars??? Yeah it’s like. That but in a more literal/game sense. Thinking abt it it would not be practical for marcy to have drums like all the time I guess. You can like hit almost anything like a drum she’ll be fine. And I’m not actually sure the specifics of how her powers would work this is all falling apart around me. Umm I guess there doesn’t have to be like, specific specifics bc like all of them would kind of work the same in a game sense, which I know isn’t perfect but that’s just how I’m thinking abt it bc wandersong is game.

I don’t want to just give Anne a guitar again so she would be the one that sings I think. They don’t have to have their calamity powers it can just work that like that, but an idea I did have abt their powers would be Sasha just hitting a sick shred (and for the others the same but like, non guitar) and that being able to unlock their powers. That sounds too simple but it like makes sense in my mind, emotions would also have to factor into it too so they don’t just like go calamity whenever. Again bc the temples aren’t there I’m not fully sure how it’d work? But I imagine it as like, the gems just making it easier for them to unlock the natural magic in that world. Bc kiwi can manipulate and use magic by singing, but only pretty basic things and they don’t transform themself. But for the trio it’s like, a magic in the world that the gems makes them able to harness and use w/ out being witches. I was going to add more but this is like incredibly long so I’ll just leave it at that.

THIS WAS A DELIGHTFUL ASK TO RECEIVE. THANK YOU.

i really like that you sent this because if theres one thing i havent been paying attention to when it comes to this au its definitely the lore and how the girls affect everything

ASSIGNING THE GIRLS INSTRUMENTS IS SO BIG BRAINED... like what you said, how the entirety of magic in wandersong seems to base it on music, it being the oldest form of it iirc, then the gems provide a small bit of that. for some reason. questioning if the guardian still exists here, and if they did, would they know of eya's existence, and if sending the girls in a dying world and seeing if it changes things is their way of a test. completely getting side-tracked and not even considering that the people who lived in that world in the first place are capable of stopping it themselves. hm.

BUT ANYWAY. BACK TO THE GIRLS' INSTRUMENTS. sasha steals a guitar during the ship to mohabumi and its all downhill from there. was there a guitar there I FORGOR. she brags about how cool it is compared to audreys ocarina and they argue again <3

WHAT IF MARCY KEPT DRUMSTICKS. she taps it on anything and anyone at any given moment and its fantastic except for when it blows that thing or person like. two buildings away. miriam is proud and mildly delighted, for obvious reasons.

anne singing !!!! makes me happy :) kiwi being happy also and helping her through it when they find out they have these powers. or maybe anne could even play the flute that miriam plays >:0 honestly i dont. have any other ideas for it orz. brain empty for anne atm sorry girl

i did lean into not letting the girls have any sort of power, but 'magic powers are cool' is a hard argument to beat so I DIGRESS. (ALSO TO REPEAT THIS AU IS JUST FOR FUN !!! NO NEED TO KEEP OURSELVES INTO JUST ONE SHIRT. WE CAN MAKE STUFF UP DIFFERENTLY FROM ONE ANOTHER!! MORE CONTENT THAT WAY !!!!!)

#talking to frogs #ws au #i love brainrotting thank u again sm sm i love this au i love ram #bling and making absolutely no sense

18 notes · View notes

yandere-daze · 3 years

Note

Hi! Can I request hc’s of rinne with a s/o who’s on her period?😭😭 sorry if it’s gross fbheheehfjfh im on my period atm and I really badly need this

Ahhh of course, no worries!! I know from experience how painful they can be so I hope this alleviates the pain at least a little!!!

Periods can be very different from person to person so I based it off of my own personal experiences with it

Also first time writing something for Rinne so I'm sorry if it's a bit ooc!

tw blood, period blood (mentioned)

Rinne with an s/o that's on their period

To be honest, I think Rinne would be able to figure out what's going on pretty quickly

He looooves to tease you or be annoying on purpose to see your cheeks flush in frustration but this time, you had a very different reaction from usual to his remarks. Normally you would just roll your eyes or if you were in an especially good mood maybe indulge him a little.

But now?

"Oh cut it out Rinne, leave me alone!", you yelled at him before rolling around on your bed, your back now facing him

Obviously he immediately noticed you were in bad spirits and as he stepped closer, he saw how you were curling up into a fetal position, your face contorted into a pained grimace as you were clutching your stomach

And though he puts on an idiotic and carefree front, Rinne is a smart guy and immediately connects the dots : you're on your period

"Kyahahaha, I see, I see! Lady Luck is not on your side today, huh? My poor little y/n, havin' a hard time over there? "

For a moment he considers teasing you some more but decides against in when he sees just how pained you looked, as he grew unusually serious for once

" But I wouldn't be a very good boyfriend if I just let my soulmate suffer like this, am I right? Hahh I guess I gotta go do something if I still want you to be alive for our wedding sometime in the future. Can't have you bleeding out on me kyahaha!"

Even though your whole body was aching, you couldn't help but chuckle at your boyfriend's usual antics, slightly touched by the fact that he seemed to care enough about your comfort to try and find a way to help you

Would be the kind of guy to ironically ask what size of p*ssy you have with a shit-eating grin on his face

He might fake-complain a bit about having to spend some of his precious gambling-time on buying things for you but would actually run to the other side of the world for you if he really needed to

He's pretty whipped, what can I say

He doesn't really have a lot of experience with periods and he doesn't quite know how to deal with it either, seeing as he grew up in a pretty sheltered village and only started to get to know more things after he ran away moved to the city

So he would ask you what you need before rushing off to get you what you needed as fast as possible. Rinne can be really exhausting at times if you were being honest but he was there for you when it mattered and it was obvious by small gestures such as this that he really loved you

Comes back quite a bit later than what you would have thought was necessary to get everything you asked him for

"I'm back! Missed me already? I bet ya did, you just can't resist your loving future-husband, huh? Hahaha!! Now don't throw me such a nasty glare y/n, it deeply wounds me!!"

He excitedly runs to you and drops off everything he had bought for you, pads, tampons( or whatever else you use) and eventual pain killers you might have needed. Looking at the products you notice they were all of rather high quality, which Rinne gladly explained as he bragged about how he had gotten a great bargain from the vendor

You thanked him and groggily went to the bathroom to freshen up some

As you came back, you were surprised to come back to the smell of warm soup drafting through the apartment

"Rinne.. Did you make this for me?" You couldn't quite believe it if you were being honest

"Of course I did, aren't you just so happy to have me?" He yapped as he kept stirring the pot. You raised your eyebrows at him and tilted your head, silently prompting Rinne to explain how he had magically prepared a self-made chicken soup within less than five minutes

"Well I didn't exactly make the soup. After I was done buying those things for you I went over and banged on Niki's apartment door until he would let me in. I properly begged him to cook some soup for you, told him you were deathly sick with fever! Didn't think he would panic so much that he would need to redo the soup twice because he was spilling over everything in his haste. So not my fault that I came back so late kyahaha! "

You stared at him dumbfounded and made a mental note to text Niki later to inform him that you were, in fact, not dying

The rest of the day was spent with both of you eating Niki's soup and then lazing around the bed together and playing cards with each other (with you strictly refusing to gamble real money on this card game, not that Rinne had been all that serious)

It would have been a really unfair match too, after all, how was Rinne supposed to lose with his personal good luck charm right beside him?

#request #my writing #ensemble stars x reader #ensemble stars #enstars #ensemble stars headcanon #enstars headcanons #enstars rinne #rinne amagi #rinne x reader #rinne amagi x reader #tw blood #blood #tw periods #crazy : b

169 notes · View notes

lvlyhao · 4 years

Text

『wayv’s ideal type』

headcanons, WayV

A/N: i love yangyang. send tweet.

today’s theme is... um... none. no braincells for an aesthetic

ALL OF MY WORKS ARE GENDER NEUTRAL AAAA

𝓖𝓮𝓷𝓻𝓮𝓼: fluff (♡)...?

𝓦𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼: i think like 2 swear words and as usual, my tough love for the neos. don’t be offended.

word count: 1.6K

pairing: wayv members x reader (includes kun, ten, winwin, lucas, hendery, xiaojun, yangyang)

disclaimer: the characters in the story below do not reflect real people or present real facts. this is purely fictional, and you may not copy, change, translate or repost my work in any way. all rights reserved © cherry-hyejin 2021.

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:

Kun

Kun, similarly to Taeil, would most likely fall for someone very mature and responsible. My dude is already the father of 7 children (I'm counting Chenle); the last thing he needs is one more.

Very closely related to that is what I think would be another of his priorities: whoever they are and however they are, they've got to get along with the rest of WayV—but it's even better if NCT as a whole likes them. As much as he'd love his s/o, I can't say that if it ever came down to choosing them or his members, he'd pick his partner. The guys are his family and a BIG part of his work, which takes over most of his life, so there's really no escaping it. Befriend the boys or bye-bye.

Once the boys approve of his crush, I think his interest would grow if they've got many pastimes or hobbies. I mean, c'mon, Kun can fly a plane on the same day as he sings his lungs out on Inkigayo and then goes home to cook some fancy-ass dinner. He doesn't need them to be on his level, though. Small, silly passions are the ones the loves the most. He'd listen to them talk about ANYTHING for like 3 hours straight, even if it's why their favourite type of constrictors are pythons. No, that is totally not about me. Shut up.

Ten

Y'all remember that one WayV live where a fan asks for dating advice? Yes, I'm taking a lot from it. If you've seen it, it's not hard to come to the conclusion that Ten likes honest and straightforward people. He values himself way too much to lose his time with someone who's playing games, making him chase them and things of the sort. It's simple, really. If you like him, great, he'll give you the stars if you ask, but if not, great too, he'll live.

I can see that either he'd get with a person as extra as him or someone on Jaehyun's level of unbothered. Not many options here. You either become his partner in crime and bring hell on Earth with him, or you accept it well. Just don't be judgy or ask him to tone it down. That's the way he is, so why should he, you know?

Speaking of that, AUTHENTICITY, FOLKS. Being authentic is a big deal here. Ten is very true to himself and is always encouraging us to be, as well. Anyone he even considers dating will be nothing short of unique and unapologetically so. Being confident is just so attractive for him, I can't even—and yes, even if they're a bit strange. His partner might be a weirdo, but they're HIS weirdo, and he'll fight anyone that disagrees.

Winwin

I think while other members might fall for someone as bright as the Sun, he'd love a person as calming as the Moon. You know that aesthetic? The gentleness, introspectiveness, wisdom, the tranquillity... yeah, fam. That's it for my boy Winwin.

Allow me to elaborate: all of those traits would make him very comfortable with the thought of being in a relationship. I can see Sicheng as having some trust issues, aside from not being very touchy or loud when it comes to affection. Having that peaceful aura would really help him grow closer to his partner because he knows they'll be patient with him and respect his boundaries.

He wouldn't mind if they're more on the talkative side, but he needs a person that can appreciate silence too. Something I see a lot for him is having loud thoughts that are hard to get rid of. Dating him would mean having nights when he's tired out of his mind and just doesn't have the strength to talk. His partner will have to understand that and stay by his side until his inner world is a bit less chaotic, just holding his hand and letting him take his time. I think allowing him to have his space and peace in the relationship is how he feels loved the most.

Lucas

Yukhei would not mind one bit having a more childish, carefree partner. He's a big baby, c'mon, being around another baby would probably make him the happiest. I also think he meant it when he said he doesn't care about age (that one V-Live from years ago). Younger than him, older than him, my boy doesn't give a fuck. He really just wants someone to be silly with and smile a lot.

Having said that, I really can't see anything pushing him away from getting to know someone. Lucas is very lighthearted and loves people, so I think he'd have his fun getting to know anyone—and tbh, he would be hooked if they're a bit mysterious too. His interest would probably get the best of him, and he wouldn't stop whining about it to the other boys until he learns something about them. Very random, yes, but I can 100% see him complaining to WayV during dinner, LMAO.

One thing he wouldn't enjoy too much? A partner that can't take compliments or doesn't like being spoiled. Yukhei's affection is LOUD, and he really thrives off praise, cute pet names and giving gifts. He'd most likely be heartbroken if he finds out they don't like any of it, almost like they're shutting down his love itself.

Xiaojun

Ah, my dear Dejun. The middle child of WayV. If you have no idea what I'm talking about, just look up "Xiaojun's middle child problems" on YouTube and go from there. If you don't feel like it, lemme break it down to you: he's an angel, but the boys mostly accuse him of everything and anything and will throw him under the bus for fun. It's very entertaining. At this point, my boy doesn't have a fight or flight response; more like fight or fight (shhhh, I'll get into the headcanon now).

I think since he's used to being so defensive around his members, he'd appreciate a person that makes him feel both understood and safe. They'd share similar tastes (mint-choco ice cream, cough cough) and interests, but they'd most likely have a fiercer presence than him. Kind of intimidating, tbh. Very nice. I can definitely see that his partner wouldn't let WayV's chaos get to them and would, undoubtedly, be as much of a savage as the boys are.

He'd probably like it if they (playfully) fight his members and defend him from whatever-the-fuck they're blaming him for atm, so, yes, a bit protective. I think Dejun would simply find it cute and admirable, you know, their braveness. Would 10/10 brag about it when they're alone.

Hendery

Kunhang is the ultimate crackhead, but a sweet one at that. Being a Libra (yes, I'm going there), I think he can actually be very sentimental around the people he trusts the most and needs to feel like he belongs. That leads me to point 1: his partner would also be a crackhead. That's REALLY not up for debate. Kunhang wouldn't even think about dating someone that's not as much of a weirdo as he is.

Point 2: he probably wouldn't like to be with a person that's too vain or superficial, whether that goes towards others or themselves. He's said before he hopes the fans can see him as more than a pretty face, and I can imagine that goes for his s/o too. He'd simply not feel connected to someone who's always dolled up or dressed to impress. Would definitely prefer a more casual style and personality.

I guess point 3 is kinda random, but it makes sense to me, so here we go. Kunhang would really like someone who's just in love with human nature. For him, it's the tiniest things: the way they laugh, how they drink their tea, which side of the bed they'd prefer... it all adds up to a person, and I think he'd feel over the Moon to be with someone who sees the same things as him. Comment on a small habit of his he thinks no one else would notice, and I swear he's yours.

Yangyang

He is a spoiled brat, and I say that with all the love in the world. We've all heard WayV say how he basically tries to exploit them (mainly Hyung-line) at every opportunity he gets, which makes me think Yangyang might be a bit lazy, yes, but also that he'd do great with someone whose love language is acts of service.

Now, I'm not saying he'd tyrannize them or anything of the sort, but things would work very well if that is how his partner expresses their love. They wouldn't mind fetching him a drink, cooking something—or ordering out, if they can't... you know, stuff like that. It would make him feel very validated and cared for. I see that, for him, that's the ultimate type of devotion.

The last thing I can imagine he'd consider is whether they can take his teasing and antics or not. Yangyang's affection is really not shown through super heartfelt, sugar-coated moments; quite the opposite, actually. If he feels happy around someone, his way of showing it is that playful banter, insults and teasing, you know? He really wouldn't know what to do if the person takes everything he says to heart, like—Yangyang.exe has stopped working. So, yeah. A thick skin and elastic heart are a great combo for my boy.

Bonus: he'd lowkey cry if they get super hyped with his work as an artist. PLEASE praise his dancing, rapping, visuals and all. I don't think many people do, and even if he denies it, the compliments make him all fuzzy inside. #appreciateyangyang2021, he's underrated af.

---

final notes: head empty, no thoughts, just 90′s love yangyang

109 notes · View notes

nonbinaryeye · 3 years

Text

Forsaken Scholar and Beholding Sailor

Written for @lonelyeyesweek

Day 6 - Entity Swap

One of them spends most of the year travelling all around the world seeing all its wonders. The other one stays locked in the Institute. It is not that hard to guess which one of them serves to the Eye and which one serves the Lonely…

Read on AO3

…

Peter Lukas loves traveling around the world with his ship. What could be better and more fitting for a servant of the Eye than to sail through the seas as he pleases, discovering all the hidden secrets of the most forgotten places on the Earth, gaining forgotten Knowledge and Seeing all the wonders the world has to offer with his own Eyes. And the most importantly of course – also feeding his patron with different flavours of the worries, fears and traumas people are experiencing in the different countries.

As amazing as it is to cross over the ocean all the way there and back, one of his favourite places is still the city of London. It is not because the sight of the city would be that amazing or wonderful – far from it. However it is one of the most monitored cities in the world and how could the soul of a Beholder not appreciate that? Knowledge that he cannot even cross a street without dozens of cameras – from ATM, from nearby stores, the traffic ones– turning its Eye on him, it's truly delightful!

It is strange though how he chose from all the places to build his Institute here as well. True, in two hundred years London certainly changed a lot but it was hardly quiet, peaceful or abandoned back then. As always Peter is curious about his intention and as always he sees it as one more reason to not to tell him anything.

Whistling he approaches the Magnus Institute – quite a big building in the middle of the city – which you could somehow still easily miss if you did not know exactly where to look for it. He opens the door with an elbow as both his hands are preoccupied carrying a big box containing few things he picked up on his travels.

Peter never felt the particular need to hoard the artefacts. He is the servant of the Eye. The point is therefore to See to witness everything with his own Eyes. There is no need for that. Though lately he always makes sure to grab a few interesting or possibly cursed objects. It would be rude to show up after such a long time without appropriate gifts.

“Hello, I am here to see my husband!” he announces loudly to the receptionist. She winces and looks around in fear that someone will blame her for such a loud visitor. As always there is still no one around.

“I… uhm… who?” she hesitantly turns back at Peter who is cheerfully smiling.

“You know, James-… no, I think it is Elias now… Elias Butcher? Boucher? Budget? I don’t know why he always has to pick the worst names.”

“Uh… do you mean… Elias Bouchard?”

“Yes! That sounds about right… even though… are you sure it is not Butcher?” Peter grins while the woman on the reception desk continues staring at him in disbelief.

“I didn’t know Mr Bouchard is married.”

“Oh, you didn’t? That is very unfortunate for you then. He hates when people know too much about him.”

“What you mean by it… uh… I- I will announce to you…”

“It is alright! I will find my way. See you around.”

Peter winks at her since his hands are still full and whistling again he turns around leaving a mildly confused, mildly terrified woman behind.

The Institute is a maze. Full of corridors leading in the same direction and full of others leading to dead ends. Full of offices which seemed way too big for just one person but too small to fit there two. Full of empty rooms or doors with no room behind them. One could easily get lost there. Even a basic task might take hours considering how far away all seems all the basic utilities form each other.

What luck that Peter Knows the way very well and in a couple of minutes through a few shortcuts he stands in front of the door leading to the office of the Head of the institute. Or at least he thinks these are the doors… They all look exactly the same and of course that there is no sign, no plate with name trying to give any guest any sense of space.

He kicks in the door a few times and when he hears nothing he tries to open it again with his elbows. To his surprise the door is not even locked!

“Hello Jonah!” Peter cheerfully greets the man who is frowning at some documents on his desk. On the first look he seemed to be the least remarkable person that ever lived – he is of rather small posture, dressed in a boring grey suit matching the colour of his eyes and hair that lost the bright ginger colour quite some time ago. But one cannot always trust the first impression as he also appears to be in his forties and claims to be named Elias Bouchard.

From all the people Peter ever met, Jonah Magnus is the most fascinating and charming one. It has taken Peter a while to get through his dull and cold demeanour but once he has he could no longer unsee his sharp wits and occasionally even a bit nicer and sweeter side.

“You are here already? Haven’t you left like yesterday?” Jonah does not even look up and Peter cannot help himself but smile over the familiarity of his act.

“It has been three whole months! Have you not missed me, oh fog around my lighthouse, cliffs around my port, barnacle-”

“No for a fact I was very happy without you and your ridiculous names of endorsement,” he sighs dramatically but corners of his mouth twitch a bit upwards.

“I did miss you. I was writing you that on the postcards.”

“Yes I know. I could not miss the overflowing mailbox. Once again I beg you not to send me anymore of them. I don’t even know where to put them…”

“Have you not say the last time you are throwing them all away?” It is always cute to see Jonah’s pale skin to colour with blush.

“Yes! Yes I am. That is what I meant. My bin is overflowing with them.”

“Feel free to throw them away, I will send you new ones!”

“That is exactly what I beg you not to do!”

Peter decides not to tease Jonah any longer; he is starting to look a bit exasperated and he knows better than to push his buttons too much. One time when Peter crossed the limit of Jonah’s tolerance, the servant of the Lonely filled the office with fog. It took the servant of the Eye a few minutes to get out and when he did he found himself in front of the Institute with doors locked. He would rather not repeat that. And so to offer peace Peter finally puts the box down on the desk. By the sound it makes it is clear that it is much heavier that one might guess by the ease with which the sailor has carried it.

“I am bringing you gifts!”

Jonah looks unimpressed. “I am not interested. Please could you find some other place to throw all your useless crap in than my institute?”

“I thought your institute is supposed to research the supernatural? I am bringing you cursed and priceless artefacts to study and all I ask in return is your love. Should you not be more grateful?”

“First of all your price is too high. Plus I have plenty of things to study for decades since you must bring me something every time…”

Saying that the institute’s approach to supernatural research is specific or interesting would be an understatement. As far as Peter knows Jonah Magnus started the Institute way back in 1818 shortly after learning about the Fears. Jonah pretended he was only interested in studying the supernatural even though he already had a scheme in mind regarding how to serve his chosen patron. He decided to lure in scholars with the promise of achieving great discoveries. Then he made sure to make their life just a lonely misery with them sacrificing their life in pointless study isolated from society.

Peter also knows Jonah was somehow acquainted with his ancestor Mordechai Lukas, who decided to sponsor his project in exchange of sharing all the knowledge and discoveries the institute will create as a byproduct of making scholars lonely. The deal lasts till now and that is how he and Jonah met at first… But that is all Peter knows about his past as Jonah is not usually very talkative concerning his past.

Forsaken has granted him a long and lonely life to serve its cause. Though lately Peter is doing his best to sometimes interrupt the lonely part of it… He changes name from time to time for legal reasons. Not that it is even necessary as no one ever looks into the institute and its matters way too closely. And if someone really even notices its existence and starts asking way too many questions it usually only leads to their mysterious disappearance.

“You can always hire more people to sort it out? I sometimes doubt you really have any employees at all. I rarely run into anyone…”

“That is exactly the point. I do not really want to risk they could meet. Now regarding your gift…”

“Ah well as much as it pains me if you do not truly want it…” Peter put on a theatrical look of tragedy and grabs the box again. Jonah raises his hand to stop him. Their fingers brush and he is as cold as ever.

“It is fine… since you have already brought it here. Just put it in the artefact storage on your way out. Someone will get to it eventually.”

Peter lets go of the box again rather grabbing Jonah’s hands into his leaning closer over the desk. Jonah is still doing his best to look unbothered but when Peter kisses his hands he cannot help himself but smile over the silly behaviour of his partner.

“We can always get a divorce if you despise my affection so much, my beloved husband.” Peter gently strokes the golden ring on Jonah’s finger.

“No need. Time spent together with you is so short when you live as long as I do that it hardly matters anyway.”

“It hardly matters to you. It still matters to me, my dear Jonah.”

“I could not care less, Peter,” Jonah grabs his collar and finally pulls him into a kiss.

#Their alligment might have changed but their relantionship is very similiar #Fear Entity Alignment Swap #tma #magnus archives fan #magnus archives fanfic #peter lukas #elias bouchard #jonah magnus #lonelyeyes #lonely eyes #lonelyeyesweek #lonelyeyesweek2021 #mEye fanfic #mEye post

19 notes · View notes

crazycookiemaniac · 3 years

Note

you are an absolutely INSANE godly being. all this lugna is making my heart so gODDAMN FLIPPING FULL I am thisclose to crying cause of how much I love you, all this BEAUTIFUL art of yours and the ship itself. I got into black clover a month ago and OH my GOD did I fall head over HEELS in suFFOCATING LOVE with lugna. there's no going back now cause im completely addicted now lmao (not complaining, this feels like heaven).

it's such an underrated ship and I wholly live and breathe thriving on (them and) your art of them. the way you draw luck literally makes my heart SO FULL. plus that magna oh god am simping so hard what the heck is this sorcery HE'S SO CUTE. scrolling through everything rn and I'm literally brimming with so much serotonin ATM it's making me SO happily drunk. and your reasons, ways you brush off hate is the embodiment of girlboss, it's just so amazingly cool & brave!!

sorry for ranting but I just gotta tell you PLEASE, PLEASE never stop what you're doing. it's god's work and I AM ABSOLUTELY LIVING FOR IT. you have successfully made the world a better place because 1. anon aka. I said so and 2. all this lugna art. GOSH. you make me (and probably tons others) so happy and I'm begging you to never ever give up on whatever you do because honestly you've changed a bit of my life with all this beautiful art and i'm sure everyone can say the same, I'm certain. we got your back in everything that you do and don't forget that!! YOU'RE THE BEST!! 😤😤

p.s i'm asking for too much, considering that you're the boss here, bUt I just wanna suggest: have you ever considered drawing- spicier lugna- yknow ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) IM SORRY!! but maybe just consider, yknow, you darn queen ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

p.p.s while we're on that, maybe consider some angst too? shatter the hearts of mine and the fellow luck x magna soldiers with your goddess drawing powers, maybe?

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

OH DEAR OH MY OH MY GOODNESS AJKDJAJSDJ AHHHHHHH You have no idea how much this means to me!! Thank you so much for these words ahhh I don't even know what to say!!! ;w; I really appreciate it, thank you thank you thank you!!!

I have been going through a TERRIBLE art block at the moment but I'll keep your ideas in mind whenever I feel like I can draw some more lugna!!

Plus, I have drawn spicy Lugna before! There's some in my inactive instagram account, inactive_crazycookiemaniac if you scroll down a bit! ♥

But yeah!!! I'll keep doing my best! Thank you so much for your kindness and support!!!! ♥♥♥

13 notes · View notes

heavensenthearty · 4 years

Note

I’m tired of Aang, the comics and korra over hype him too much and they make him seem like he can do no wrong.katara is so insecure, she compared herself to Toph doubting herself. What happened to katara. Can’t she do anything without Aang in korra it’s like she’s a stranger like Toph and Zuko are still alive go see your friends. If they even are friends katara life revolves around Aang she’s not strong

TW // Abuse, domestic abuse

Oh, we have seen Aang can do plenty wrong.

Well, maybe it wasn't scripted for us to see it that way, but it is pretty clear. I don't think there's a moment in canon where I really, truly held a completely bad opinion on Aang. But everything changed when "Love is a Battlefield" attacked. (Literally.)

Damn, kid! Now you're just being a condescending asshole and throwing a volcano at her?!

This is a story that takes place between the episodes of The Boiling Rock; as we know, Aang's resident firebending teacher is away atm, so Katara tries to make sure Aang doesn't fall out of shape and uses his firebending for a little sparring, yet Aang has other things in mind and only wants to talk about their kiss at the Invasion. Things start like this:

Okay, pretty sweet and all, Aang is a lovesick 12-yo drawing a heart to commemorate him and Katara, the object of his affection.

Then it ends like this:

Poor Aang is heartbroken because Katara seemingly doesn’t want to address a possible romantic relationship between the two of them.

Excuse me, he is heartbroken?! Katara could have gotten her limbs broken with those rocks flying everywhere, she could have gotten burned (again) by the magma Aang’s volcano created, and here we were thinking Zuko was the one with characteristic angry outbursts!

There’s nothing even remotely excusable about Aang’s behavior in this comic, he was being a selfish, petty brat who simply got angry for not getting things his way, and very deliberately took his frustrations out on the person he supposedly loves the most. There’s nothing up to interpretation: he created that inferno on purpose. He wanted to get back at Katara because she didn’t want to talk about the kiss. And what angers me the most is what his thinking method looked like before that infamous kiss!

He isn’t even thinking about Katara as a person, he isn’t thinking about how much she means to him, he isn’t remembering all the moments that have led to this moment, he isn’t even thinking so much of an “I love you”, for Spirit’s sake! He’s just thinking about his physical attraction to her and what he wants to do about it — which is consistent with a hormone-crazy teen — but it doesn’t make any less wrong!

This comic is just a graphic confirmation of all the anti-Aang arguments out there: he is being selfish, he is being immature, he is being toxic, he is displaying violence against Katara. In fact, I’m pretty sure that’s the exact why this didn’t make it to the screen: they would have been cancelled for violence against women 😒. (That and because Raava forbids everyone’s golden monk to have a dark side! 🙄)

Seriously, now I just want to write something where they address this moment out of pure spite.

But it’s interesting. Precisely because this comic exists is why we can make assumptions that Aang could grow into an abusive partner in his adulthood. Maybe not “volcano” level of abuse, but it’s better to keep him happy just in case he goes into a fit. That’s... actually a logic explanation for how Katara could go from herself to her watered down-self in LOK.

Let’s say Aang kept this habit of throwing tantrums whenever he didn’t get what he wanted because he was never corrected about them. So, what would be the options then? Keeping him in his calm and cheery self by not having him to face life’s greatest difficulties, or confronting the basically most powerful human being in the world while he’s in one of his moods...

It’s not hard to imagine Katara could have grown fearful of those same moods, especially considering she’s always been there to watch them on first row. So she could have grown to learn the easy way out of ensuring Aang’s (and only Aang’s) satisfaction for avoiding he'd possibly lash out at the people around him.

Of course, I’m not saying this is what happened between them. Truth is Katara’s falldown of character was soooooooooooooooooooooo nonsensical I get a headache trying to figure out what could possibly explain it, because there is no apparent explanation for it. But detaching herself from her other relationships in favor of secluding herself at her house is actually something abuse victims see themselves dragged to quite often.

🤷🏽‍♀️

The only thing we can be sure about is that adult!Kataang was more toxic than what child!Kataang ever was.

#anti kataang #anti aang #anti bryke #anti atla comics #images do not belong to me

135 notes · View notes

moonpools00 · 4 years

Text

ALRIGHT! I got some asks about it, so here’s the scrapbook AU!

So far the story goes that the ancestors of the tribes created the strings with the desire and purpose of keeping harmony; in their eyes, with no main pillars for music, everything was discordant and sloppy. When Poppy destroyed the strings, that type of “harmony” was lost, and the desire from the strings kinda transferred to her (considering she was closest when they were destroyed). It didn’t really affect her until a couple days after the world tour, when things started being.. less than great.

Sure, everyone was happy that the tribes joined together again; the harmony they achieved during Just Sing was one for the history books, and lots of friendships started to bloom. But, everyone had to go home eventually; and when they did it was a big slap-in-the-face reminder that oh yea, their homes were destroyed, and it’s gonna take a while to get things built back up. From what we saw in the movie, rock went pretty hard on home damage. Symphonyville was severely burned down, Pop village suffering a similar fate; Techno Reef’s main heart stage was broken in two, and (based on personal hcs) would take many years to grow back. We didn’t even see the destruction of Vibe City and Lonesome Flats, but you can bet it was probably just as bad as the other tribes’ homes.

Because of this, a lot of trolls still kinda blamed rock for what happened, and that’s where the string’s magic comes back into play. It starts messing with Poppy’s head, convincing her there’s still *major* gaps of disharmony between the tribes, and she needs to fix it. So, she thinks up Trollstopia, and begins her work.

As Poppy is making the scrapbook that explains the idea of Trollstopia, some of the magic seeps in, and it isn’t long until she realizes she can change things around her ever so slightly. For example, if there’s some trolls having an argument, Poppy can quickly scrapbook that scene and play with the trolls’ emotions. She can’t make them completely happy, but at least the anger is lessened, and she starts going about her days warping reality a little here and there.

Now, keep in mind everything is still being rebuilt, so things are pretty chaotic and everyone’s busy. The snack pack is helping out with construction in Pop Village, Cooper is with his family in Vibe City, and Branch is the Pop ambassador, so he’s off at the other tribes (mainly Lonesome Flats with Hickory heheh). Poppy hasn’t really been..talking to many other trolls, at least not like she used to. This is making it much easier for the string’s magic to corrupt her mind, convincing her things need to be changed for “true harmony.” No one’s there to snap her out of it, or really notice she’s been acting weirder to begin with.

Eventually, Poppy realizes she can do so much more with this scrapbook; it turns out she can actually put other trolls in the story. Literally. She can basically kidnap them and stick them in the book as a little felt version of themselves. Of course she figures this out on accident, and once a troll’s in the book she doesn’t really know how to get them out, but that’s okay cos now she can just write them a happy story and it’ll all be good.

Obviously people start noticing trolls are going missing (especially when she gets to the leaders (Delta is the first troll to go so its even more noticable)). The bounty hunters attempt to track down whoever is kidnapping trolls, with Branch joining Hickory on his search (btw brickory is a thing in this au). Once Essence and Quincy are inevitably captured the funk twins set out to find the culprit as well.

And that’s it! That’s all I got for now. I’m definitely planning on writing some fics for this, but school’s loading on some work atm (and finals are nearing) so idk how long it’ll take. But expect to see more in the future! And if y’all have any questions, don’t be afraid to send an ask! I love talkin bout these funky lil trolls

ALSO GO CHECK THIS AND THIS OUT! Munch does BEAUTIFUL art and they were kind enough to help design some of the characters for this au!! Luv u munchy ♥

#this got a lot longer than I thought it would gfjkgf #trolls #trolls world tour #dreamworks trolls #trollstopia #scrapbook!au #poppy #branch #hickory #delta #snack pack #cooper #queen essence #king quincy #prince d

87 notes · View notes

shinjaeha · 4 years

Text

itsay ep 4 (thoughts + spoilers)

idk even know how to even start this bc i feel like i’m just a big ball of emotions, and this ep was wild. so much happened. last ep was so wonderful and almost languid with how everything played out (esp since it focussed much more specifically on the shift in teh/oh-aew’s relationship). this ep had a bit more of everything, not just the two of them in their bubble anymore. societal forces at play, and hence much more angst. again, this isn’t a proper analysis, it’s just me ranting and raving as usual as i semi-rewatch this again. this is very long, and there are a lot more things i want to think about in more detail at some point bc i’m mostly just skating over a lot of what happened but i gotta get these thoughts in my head out of me somehow. and i’m not sure if what i’m typing will even make sense bc i MYSELF can barely make sense of what i’m feeling but here i go anyway.

so we start off with the both of them kind of awkward after the night before which is fair enough considering what happened. actually when oh-aew’s habit started playing up again, i thought teh wasn’t going to scratch his back bc he was trying not to ~go there again after the night before, but he did and i was pleasantly surprised like oh...maybe things aren’t that bad?? (YET). also, i can imagine that it would have been reassuring for oh-aew too. like things have changed, but it’s not like teh has completely abandoned him. the touch itself is comforting, like when they were kids.

teh’s mum talking about how she wants both of her sons to bring their girlfriends around (and hounding him about bringing tarn around again) is giving me war flashbacks to my own asian relatives and i can feel the way that must crawl under his skin. I HATE when family members do that (and they always do). but for teh it must be esp hard bc he’s already constantly feeling like he’s vying for his mum’s attention over his brother, and now hoon’s bought back a girlfriend so it’s yet ANOTHER thing he feels like he has to compete with his brother over. in the back of his mind, he knows that he can’t give his mum what she wants if he’s with oh-aew (he can’t ‘win’ over hoon bc heteronormativity). teh is def prone to jealousy fairly easily, but i always feel like his emotions on that base level are also very easy to understand. i’ve been in positions like that before where i’ve felt like i’ve constantly been compared to someone else, and it makes you feel like shit. but also oh-aew having to sit through teh’s mum telling him to let her know if teh and tarn are dating?? ouch.

cue teh trying to avoid what’s going on with them and oh-aew being sad :((( they’re both in so much pain and i feel it and thank god i am no longer a teenager that’s all i can say about this.

the guitar in skyline instrumental is just...making me feel some kind of way. they have so many versions of this song and they always use the right version at the right time how is that.

so the tarn scene!!!!!!!!!!!!!! first thought: holy shit she looks so cute i love her crop top where did she get it i want one. second thought: but why did they make her wear a dark bra under such a light top?? i love that i was thinking this and then it all unravelled in front of me and like...the brilliance. the contrast between the scene in ep 2 (i think?) where teh accidentally peeks at her bra through the buttons of her shirt and gets noticeably flustered, and then this one where she literally wears the same bra under a light shirt ON PURPOSE to get his attention, but he doesn’t even notice?? the way she expects him to colour the hibiscus purple, but he colours it red for oh-aew instead?? it’s so incredibly telling of where his heart is at, and how his feelings have changed. anyway, it doesn’t take a genius to figure out that he’s just not all there with her anymore, and tarn isn’t stupid...she’s been picking up on the signals since the beginning (why was he so weirdly obsessed with beating oh-aew at the start? why was he willing to wake up at 4am for oh-aew but not for her? willing to tutor the rest of his friends but not spend time with her?). the way she sees him colouring the hibiscus red and it’s her wake up call, like wtf am i DOING bc of this guy????? i love how she acknowledges that her feelings for teh have made it so she’s solely focussed on him and that she hates the things it makes her do (like wearing the bra to gain his attention). ngl i was slightly worried with how they were going to use her character during these later eps with teh being so conflicted (since girlfriends in BLs are usually handled pretty poorly), but i appreciate that she’s still as fleshed out and full of feeling as she ever was. she’s so sweet, and i just wish she had better than this, but i’m glad she called teh out on it. i know he’s confused af rn, and tbh i don’t think he’s handled this as badly (atm at least) as i thought it could have gone, but at the same time, if he doesn’t decide and set his heart on what he really wants, he’s just going to end up hurting them all. LOVE that she basically tells him to get his shit together first before coming back to her. i like her so much. and that scene of teh just walking around and around at the back feeling conflicted while she drew? really reminds me of the squiggly line timeline(?) of how ep 4 was going to go that nadao released before this ep went live. also cmbyn vibes were real in that one.

the devastation in oh-aew’s voice when he asks teh to at least reply his messages ;;; it’s like teh wants to go back to just being friends and oh-aew has kind of accepted that at this point, but at the same time, teh’s not backing that up. he says he wants to be friends, but he doesn’t know how to act ‘normal’ about it anymore, so he pushes oh-aew away instead. good on oh-aew for not taking that shit and standing up for himself too. i absolutely cannot stand seeing oh-aew sad bc pp’s sad face/voice is so good it actually pains me.

notice how teh ALWAYS uses studies/tutoring as an excuse to get closer to oh-aew again...hmmm...does oh-aew see it for what that is now too? that “you’ve never understood me” hit me like a fucking train. to think that they were so attuned to one another last ep, but now teh’s too caught up in he’s own world to realise just how much he’s hurting oh-aew. thanks, i hate it.

i know that he’s needs to figure himself out more and i absolutely stand by the fact that he needs to do that without messing around with either oh-aew or tarn (and also that he’s using studies again to get into oh-aew’s good books instead of talking through feelings and all that), but the chinese idiom book that he made for oh-aew was actually SO CUTE and romantic. all this stuff he does for oh-aew to show that he clearly cares so much, yet he can never accept it enough to get the words out...

I SWEAR THEY PLAY THE INSTRUMENTAL SKYLINE JUST TO CHOKE ME UP. the darting around each other after the neck kiss COUPLED with the skyline instrumental?? it’s like a sad beach scene 2.0. teh making the first (intimate) move this time. every time he’s trying so hard to convince himself he’s not in love with this boy, and every time he keeps coming back. i always feel such a weird mix of happy and sad when i see them together bc i love them but i know teh in particular, is just not ready yet. like the hug scene made my heart leap, BUT they did it in hiding (under the staircase). all their big intimate scenes are in hiding and that just :(((

teh saying that he loves the seawater on his back bc it holds him up, and oh-aew saying but you have to hold your breath in that posture and it gets uncomfortable so he likes letting it go and just sinking sometimes instead (obv paraphrasing but you get the drift)?? THE WRITING IN THIS. it says so much without telling the audience directly...so poetic. everything about this show is so poetic. the way they sink into the ocean and into that space of oh-aew’s where you can just let yourself go without holding back, and then and only THEN does teh finally kiss oh-aew. and it’s beautiful, after holding back for so long, but it’s also painful bc he’s let go but only within this tiny pocket of space and time. in hiding again. that bird’s eye view shot where you can’t see them at all sealed it for me. like you want to be happy, but you can’t really bc you know that they’ve still got so much more to go...like when teh’s hand grazes oh-aew’s chest and you see oh-aew realise again...like that’s partly what stopped teh the first time in ep 3. when his hands stopped at oh-aew’s chest like it hit in for him that he was a boy. anyway, love that they gave us a skam kiss but i’m also very sad. on another note, how the hell did they hold their breath for that long?????

love that they gave us a further 2 more seconds of teh/oh-aew being cute (CONSTANTLY thinking about teh’s fingers dancing across oh-aew’s face and smushing his face in his hands...oh-aew holding the back of teh’s head...just a brief moment of carefreeness) before they went for the jugular. watching teh fight against himself in this way is what hurts. oh-aew begging him to just let go and accept what they are (the way he keeps going “what did i do wrong?? you feel it too!!”) but he’s so tortured he can’t do it. it’s downright fucking heartbreaking. the “one day i’ll stop feeling this way”...could have just stabbed oh-aew and it would have hurt less. all i know is i’m hurting for the both of them. the repression is real, and it just sucks. this whole thing fucking sucks for both of them (and tarn and bas too at that). idk it just gets me that oh-aew is coming out of this having been rejected once again bc teh isn’t ready yet. and i know this but it doesn’t make me any less upset. not at any of them bc it’s hard i know it’s hard...just at the situation. sometimes it feels like teh’s taking a step forward but then he takes two more back instead. the look on teh’s face when oh-aew was like let’s stop being friends...total devastation. i’m done. don’t want to think about it anymore.

i’m glad that oh-aew’s parents are so supportive of him though. i wasn’t sure how close they were based on their previous interaction but they really love him and i’m glad he has that stability to help him through this.

THE SCENE WITH OH-AEW AND THE BRA FUCKING BLEW ME AWAY. this show is always keeping me guessing, and again yet another thing that i wasn’t expecting but it was so visceral. the red of the bra in comparison to tarn’s bra with the purple hibiscus flowers on it...everything connects. oh-aew looking into the mirror with that bra on and thinking about how things would have been different if only :((( and then his breakdown when he realises that it’s not and that’s the reality of the situation. the feeling that gave me sits so deep within my chest i can’t even begin to carve it out.

teh masturbating when he sees that picture of oh-aew and to that picture of yongjian on his wall (idk why it only now just occurred to me that yongjian is always in red too)?? the self-hatred in this scene. the internalised homophobia. my heart feels so heavy.

he KEEPS reaching and it’s going nowhere bc it won’t ever be enough, and that’s not fair on himself and it’s not fair on tarn. like i understand what he’s going through, and i get that he’s extremely confused and needs the clarification, but when he asks tarn to tell her she loves him and he can’t do the same back for her...i just feel so, so, so fucking bad for tarn.

oh-aew hoping that the worksheets left for him were from teh (which would be very on brand of him), but then seeing bas :( maybe in another world, in another life (like teh and tarn)...but he’s such a sweetheart. bas, best boy ;;;

legit as soon as the gang came to see teh off to bangkok and talk to him about how oh-aew was doing terribly (and wasn’t planning on going to the admission exams) i knew where this was going to go. there’s been so much foreshadowing leading up to this, and this was also one of (if not my main theory) with how things were going to eventually play out. but tbh for some reason i thought it was going to play out later in ep 5...but like damn. damn. the way i understand but at the same time i kept going OH TEH :( throughout this. the utter STRESS this bit put me through. THE MISCOMMUNICATION.

anyway, teh’s love language is clearly acts of service. but it can really be to his detriment when he does things impulsively (albeit with care and good intentions), but he doesn’t use his words so things get lost in translation. sometimes actions just aren’t enough and you really do need words to communicate.

the confirmation scene was so tense...even now i’m just sitting here thinking about it and there’s a hole in my stomach at the thought of what teh must be going through and what he ends up doing. like when that last person on the list shows up and you KNOW it’s going to happen but at the same time it’s like a punch to the chest bc there’s just no doubt that teh’s going to turn it down for oh-aew...OF COURSE he would. oh-aew’s split moment of happiness before realising what teh’s done...the absolute dread i still have in me at the realisation of this.

the tension really kept increasing from here on in...teh coming home and his mum just being so fucking proud of him and telling everyone in the restaurant about how happy she is for him (all while teh is absolutely depleted), then tarn coming in and everything bubbling over when she realises what teh’s done too. realises that teh’s in love with oh-aew (smile is so great in this btw like WOW). the “you hurt me and i’m alright with that, teh, but right now you’re hurting yourself” broke my heart. absolutely love tarn as a character and only ever want the best for her.

when he tells his mum :((((((((((( and his mum just goes on about how hard he’s worked and how much he’s already sacrificed only for him to throw that away. he wanted her to be proud of him SO BAD, wanted to not be compared to his brother for once, only for him to give away his place bc he loves oh-aew more than he wants his mother’s praise. more than he wants to compete and ‘win’ against his brother. when she points to hoon and goes “why can’t you be more like him?” and he just loses it. like rubbing salt in the wound. i’m so glad hoon finally hugged him the way i’ve been wanting to this whole time. the banner congratulating him that teh’s mum made with all his materials from before :((( hoon giving him money for uni :((( you ever watch some things and feel like you’ll never be happy again...

okay the way that everything spiralled during the ig story fight?????? what gets me is that teh sacrificed his place thinking that oh-aew wasn’t going to sit the exam at all (he could have just talked to him and convinced him instead but ughhh i understand i get it). oh-aew thinks he did it bc teh didn’t believe he could get in himself (which of course then spurs him to give it up so he can get in through the exam instead). and when teh sees that, it’s like a smack in the face, like he went through all that only for oh-aew to reject it (him). it’s just layers upon layers of miscommunication and the anxiety of it all absolutely guts me. and then the anger mixing into devastation when he opens his book and sees how it’s all cut up. the remnants a reminder of everything he’s done for oh-aew. this boy that he adores but can’t accept he has feelings for. it’s just this mix of anger and sorrow and what have i fucking done?????? and how could he????? the cast were all fantastic but billkin really had to go above and beyond in this one and i could absolutely feel his pain throughout this.

TO PIGGY BACK ON THIS, like i said before, teh has always used studying/tutoring as a tool to get closer to oh-aew, but seeing that book with all the words gone was in part also him realising he doesn’t have that anymore. he can’t use that tool to get close to oh-aew anymore. the only way forward would be to actually get close to oh-aew without the pretences. and the saddest part of this all is that oh-aew doesn’t even NEED all of that (the tutoring, the book of idioms, the relinquishing of his uni spot)...the only thing he wants is for teh to ADMIT his feelings out loud. to admit that he feels the same way about oh-aew that oh-aew feels about him.

it’s funny bc in the last ep, the conversation that had me feeling the most nervous was when they’re talking at the cape, and oh-aew’s telling teh that he’s a rival and inspiration to him. i always KNEW this was going to come back to haunt them. like a constant circle. friends to rivals to friends to more than friends(?) to rivals. it’s a fine line. narratively, it always had to happen, and now they’re back to competing against one another yet again, and it’s going to be so tough bc they’ll have so much more competition on top of that as well.

next ep is going to be very, very hard on teh, but somehow after this ep, i just feel a lot more hopeful about it? i’m pretty convinced at this point that it won’t end in tragedy (which was the thing that i wanted least of all). of course i want both teh and oh-aew to end up together, but i can understand if they don’t. if this ends with them rekindling their friendship again, that’ll be enough for me. their relationship has been so turbulent and passionate that it needs some stability, and hopefully when teh’s in a better state of mind, when he’s at a place when he’s finally accepted all parts of himself, they’ll get there. so if that means it ends on them running to the cape together (even if they’re not technically together) fulfilling their promise to one another in the sunset, then that’s fine with me. i don’t mind an open ending if it makes sense in the context of the story, and i think something like that would. it’s like after such an angsty episode, you need a slight reprieve from it. i have no doubt in my mind that ep 5 will contain darkness, but i do think that there will be light at the end of the tunnel. so for once i feel truly hopeful about it.

i can’t believe we only have one more ep left to go...

#i told sunset about you #itsay #like there's more angst to come but the real climax of it was in this ep that's how i feel anyway #idk if both of them will get in. i HOPE both of them do.#but i just think that when things get angsty at this point of the story there's always a chance for it to turn around #you just need to worry when things are too happy UNTIL you get to the last ep #tbh though i would like a kiss between them out in the open when teh's finally stopped repressing himself #just so he can show the character growth of his whole arc. so he can be free.#i would obv very much like for them to end up together but there's only one ep left so idk if they can get to that point when there's still #so much that teh has to learn to come to terms with #and he's going to be so so stressed with the exam too (i saw the previews and am bracing myself for more heartbreak as he cries)#i did not mean for this to be as long as it was but i was sporadically writing it as i worked and kept thinking of things to add #and it somehow became an essay #i wrote more in this than i've ever written in any of my uni essays GOD #if you read this whole thing you need some kind of medal or something idk man #also random note but teh's mum's kebaya looks like one that my mum owns #text

79 notes · View notes

2018shawn · 4 years

Text

newborn???

I’m soft for dad!Tom atm so how about surprising him that you’re pregnant by giving him a mini Spider-Man suit. 🥺🥺🥺

a/n: I can’t believe how much I’m writing am I feeling OkAyY??? I really loved this request so THANK U I also really enjoyed writing this and think it may be one of my favourite things ever wieghnksd thank u to @shawnsmoose for putting up with me annoying her

a/n 2.0: can we also appreciate the ending bc I feel it is true tom style ... caring ... but not necessary

warnings: the teeniest tiniest talk of smut until Tom does a tom. swearing I think?? maybe??? fluff???? TESSA. BABIES. HAPPY BYE

You sighed, looking at the ridiculously big clock on the wall opposite you. 6pm; Still at least another hour until Tom got home and that’s with the best of traffic. Straightening the table runner yet again, you brushed over it with your hands to remove any creases before moving on to straightening the cutlery. It was funny, really; that you thought cooking tom’s favourite dinner would somehow soften the blow of the news you had to break to him.

Okay, you said aloud to yourself, stepping back with your hands on your hips to admire your - if you say so yourself – perfect display. Checking under your seat where you always sat, you made sure the small gift bag was there, just in case you’d dreamt putting it there, nodding to yourself when you saw it sat waiting. Might as well make a start on the vegetables.

In the kitchen, you played some soft music to calm your nerves. You stood in the door of the refrigerator, the light hitting you as you squinted at the half-finished bottle of white wine which was screaming your name. It’s gonna be a long 9 months. Sighing as you grabbed the peach lemonade instead; you flipped it towards the counter, feeling super impressed with yourself when it landed upright. Tom and Jake would never, you thought, laughing to yourself as you recalled their excitement on the plane when they managed to get it in the cup holder in one go.

It was safe to say, after one and a half months of him filming in a completely different country, you were ready for him to return as even the pictures on the walls were rolling their eyes at you talking to yourself. Your phone pinged, and you pulled it from your back pocket before it had even stopped vibrating.

Traffic ain’t too bad. See you soon, baby girl 🥺🏡💛

Can’t wait, roastie’s are in the oven and beers in the fridge 🐷🍺

Marry me? 💛💛💛

You giggled as you were about to shove your phone back in your pocket, another vibration forcing you to open your phone screen again.

Actually, that’s not even a question. You will marry me 🍑😈

“Oh honey, I’m homeeeeee!” He sang, and you heard his suitcase roll across the hard hallway floor before it stopped, assumingly being propped up at the bottom of the stairs. You’d missed his goofy ways, he annoyingly loud voice, his warm hugs.

He practically ran into the kitchen, hitting the breaks when he saw you heading towards his direction. “HI,” he screamed, actually running up to you and wrapping his arms around your waist. You think he almost knocked you over, but you knew he wouldn’t allow that to happen. Holding you close, he made a super squishy noise as he bear hugged you, lifting you off the ground.

“Hi, baby” You giggled, pulling your head away, your chests still touching, and arms still tangled around each other.

His lips came crashing down, eager to feel you, touch you, taste you. He’d missed you more than he’d let on since he’d been away. He knew you struggled being alone for such a long period of time, so he took it upon himself to be the stronger one, insisting that it wasn’t long until he’d be home and you’re in his arms. He, of course, felt even possibly worse than you did, wanting nothing more to be home with you, to make sure you’re safe. He’d be lying if he said his brothers coming around to borrow his computer shit was all coincidental.

He tasted of a mixture of mento’s, the mint ones, and cherry pepsi max and it felt infectious. He hummed into your lips as your fingers found their way into his bouncy hair and his fingers curled into your waist, almost like he was checking you were actually real. “How long do we have until dinner’s ready?” He smirked, nudging your nose with his.

On cue, the timer on the oven starting a repetitive beep and he groaned, pouting his bottom lip out like a little kid when you walked away, swaying your hips with an extra bounce. He tried distracting you as you dished up your meal, which was the last thing he wanted to eat with you stood in front of him. “Tom, I need to talk to you first, remember.”

“Yeah, but we could also talk after?” His arms were wrapped around your waist as you spooned the vegetable on his overloaded plate; you were definitely a feeder. You swatted his arm away as he tried to steal a roast potato, which were of course covered in your secret seasoning. He managed to sneak one, groaning and whistling out loud when he realised it was far too hot for consumption. Raising your eyebrows, you scowled him as if to say I told you so.

To say he was more interested in tasting you than tasting his dinner, it wasn’t on his plate for longer than 7 minutes, approx, washing the whole thing down with the rest of his beer. He joked that he’d finished filming now, meaning there was room for more food without a strict diet for once.

“So, you wanted to talk?” He asked, leaning back in his chair as he patted at his stomach. Oh the irony.

“Uh, yeh…” you shuffled in your seat, palms feeling sweaty and throat going a little dry, “I got you something.”

You started to bend down, to retrieve your gift from under the table but he slid back in his chair, causing a screech across the wooden floor, “OOOO, NO. I got YOU something!”

“No, Tom, can it…” he was already out the door heading to his suitcase before you could finish, leaving you to finish your sentence, “… wait.”

He came back through, holding a tiny bag, placing a delicate kiss on your forehead. “There was this little store and I knew you’d love it, because you like silver jewellery, so I got this made.” He shoved it in your hands, pulling the seat out and sitting next to you, instead of in his normal seat opposite. Your heart warmed at his thoughtful gift, although you had to chew at your lip as your nerves built. Inside was a little box, wrapped in a delicate white ribbon, with assumingly the company name’s initials embossed onto the front. It was like he was watching you open a Christmas present, spilling tails of how he thinks it’s the cutest thing he’s got you yet and if you don’t wear it, he will. Your lips parted as you opened the lid, the silver bangle shining up at you. Wrapped around were three separate charms; two T’s, and your own initial. “Because we’re like a little family, right? And I wanted to be with you, and you…” he laughed as he stroked Tessa who was sat under his feet, “even if I’m physically not.”

You weren’t soft, by any stretch of the imagination, but something about tom made you feel like jelly and melt like butter. “I bloody love you, you idiot.” You beamed, “it’s beautiful, thank you.” You couldn’t help but note how there may soon need to be another initial on there, panicking as you played his words over in your mind. We’re like a little family. What if what you’re about to tell him is going to ruin everything? What if he doesn’t want it? What if he doesn’t want you?

“So… my turn now,” he smiled, fluttering his eyelashes at you. You sighed heavily. Here goes nothing. Reaching under your chair, his eyebrows raised with an impressed glow at your organisation, much different to his presentation. He furrowed his eyebrows, hands reaching out for the small, brown gift bag, clinching his fingers back and forth like a little kid himself.

If he thought you opened your present slowly, boy, did he wanna be in your shoes right now. He fought with the white tissue paper you’d wrapped the small item in, muttering to himself as he eventually just ragged it out and threw it behind him, tessa immediately jumping to it and running around with it in her mouth like the proudest dog in the world.

The pattern of the item was familiar to him - how could it not be? The red and blue suit, with black lines decorating the majority, was exceptionally smaller compared to the one he wore on set. His face was scrunched up in confusion, “you know I can just get one that fits me right?”

“It’s not meant to fit you,” you rolled your eyes, reaching over and turning over the size tag that was still attached.

“First size/newborn” he whispered to himself, “newborn...”

He sat for about 10 seconds in silence, and it killed you, because it felt like 10 hours. His eyes finally snapped up to meat your worried overwatch, “NEWBORN?!”

Excitingly repeating the word, he pointed at the small baby grow “newborn?”

Then to his (in true Tom style) his penis, “newborn?”

And then finally to your lower stomach, “newborn?”

You nodded, bringing your lips together into a thin line as you let him digest the news. He grabbed the small sleepsuit, clutching it in his hand as he lunged forward, wrapping his arms around you, wanting to never let go. “I didn’t know if you wanted this yet, and I understand if you’re not ready, and we can talk, but I really think I...”

He pulled you back, a hand on each shoulder, resting his forehead against yours. “Y/N, this is the best fucking this to ever happen to me, to us. Thank you so much...” your eyes filled up, just as his did, only yours was with relief. You’d never considered getting rid of the baby, and hoped Tom didn’t want to either, but you did come to accept that he might not be ready.

“I think I should thank you, it’s you that looked really hot at the premiere. And it’s also you that didn’t pull out quick enough, evidently” You giggled, and he laughed too, using his thumbs to wipe the tears that were only just escaping your eyes.

“You looked hot too.” He stated, giving you a peck on the lips. “How long have you known?”

“About a week, I knew your dumb ass would fly home and ruin filming for something that’s the size of a blueberry.”

“Oh my god, we got a baby blueberryyyy” he grinned, his hand coming down to rest on your stomach.

“I mean, yeh, but at the minute all you’ll feel is just roast potatoes in there”

Tucked up in bed, you rested on his chest, his fingers drawing random patterns on your side as you leant into him. “Are we really.. gonna do this?” You stuttered out, feeling his lips press to the top of your head.

He adjusted so you shuffled gently onto your back, rolling himself on top of you, leaning on his forearms to be careful not to crush you, and your blueberry. “I wouldn’t ever force you to keep it... him... her? Baby berry?... But I know you’re just scared. And I am too but that’s ok.” He pressed loving kisses to your tingling lips between each set of words as your hands toyed with the hair at the nape of his neck, “I mean, we were gonna have one eventually.”

“We were?” You smirked, interested to hear more.

“Mhmmm...” he hummed, moving his lips from your mouth and across your jaw, eventually ending up at the delicate skin on your neck as he spoke, “I think 3. 1 boy, 1 girl, 1 blueberry...” Your laugh filled the room at not only his tom-ness, but the way his breath tickled your neck as he spoke. “In a big house, and another tessa, maybe a couple more chickens because my kids are gonna love dippy egg and soldiers.”

His tongue lapped the areas his teeth were nibbling, swapping his needy, harsh touch for a more gentle approach. You groaned into him, back arching as he grazed all your sensitive spots, his hands running up your t shirt and cupping your breast. You moaned his name into him, with nothing but love filling the word.

Your nipples grew hard between his fingers as he toyed with you, barely noticing how he was moving around on top of you, reaching over to the bedside drawer and rummaging through.

“Tom, what on Earth are you doing?” You laughed.

“Getting a condom?

#dad!tom #tom holland #tom holland blurb #tom holland imagine #tom holland smut #tom holland fic #tom holland oneshot #BABY

479 notes · View notes

mrsdobrik · 4 years

Note

Hey!! I’m loving all the dad!david atm ☺️ if requests are still open could I please request a dad!david where he and his wife have a few older children and unexpectedly fall pregnant again?

Yes!! I love writing dad!david , it’s just too cute. ❤❤❤

The feeling of the cold tile beneath her feet grounded Y/n, keeping her from spiraling. Her knees were shaking as she sat on the toilet after puking her guts out for the second time that week. She had recognized the feeling the first time and yet had chosen to ignore it, thinking it was just her imagination and yet it had happened again. She remembered the first time she had felt that way, it had been when David and her were just a couple of newlyweds scared shitless and incredibly excited by the positive sign on the stick. They had cried tears of joy.

Yet, Y/n couldn’t quite figure out if at that time her tears were happy or sad ones. The positive sign had once again turned her world upside down, leaving her completely overwhelmed, staring at the stick in her hands as though it were her first when it was actually her fourth.

“Shit” she muttered to herself as more and more tears flowed from her eyes. It wasn’t that she wasn’t happy about another baby coming into their lives, it was just... incredibly unexpected considering they already had their hands full with the other three, the youngest being barely over two.

Her thoughts immediately went to her husband, who was downstairs with the kids at that very moment. They had never talked about wanting more kids after the third, it wasn’t completely out of the question but they had both agreed it was way too soon to start planning for another baby. They both lead extremely busy lives with running their businesses, parenting, keeping the house in a livable state and trying to maintain a semblance of a social life.

She quickly washed her face and waited a few minutes till her face went back to normal before heading downstairs. When she entered the kitchen and took her youngest in her arms she could feel David’s eyes glued to her with a concerned expression. After so many years together it was hard to keep anything from him. She gave the kids their packed lunches and kissed them goodbye before David drove them to school. She sat the toddler in the high chair for breakfast and enjoyed her blabbing as she tried to make new words.

Soon enough she heard the car park in the driveway. A sigh left her lips, she knew from the moment she walked down stairs she couldn’t get anything past David without him immediately noticing.

“Hey sweetheart!” He said as he walked back into the kitchen.

“Hey hun. Did the kids make it on time?” She asked keeping her eyes on the remaining kid as she sent her breakfast flying everywhere.

“Yes. Are you going to tell me what’s wrong or am I going to have to pry it out of you?” He smiled at her wrapping his arms around her from behind.

She sighed and turned around. “I... I’m pregnant... again” she said, feeling her eyes wet again. A smile extended slowly across David’s face.

“Are you being serious? It’s not a prank is it? Say deadass” David asked cautiously, a life on YouTube had taught him to be ready for anything.

“Deadass” She rolled her eyes as she started crying. He held her against her chest.

“I’m so happy sweetheart. Don’t cry. It’s good news! It’s really good news! Aren’t you excited to have another little one running around?” He whispered to her as he raked his fingers through her hair.

“But... there’s already three... we are seriously outnumbered.” She laugh-cried. “I hate hormones, it’s the same thing every time. I get so moody, I cry at everything. Are you sure we are ready for this?”

“Of course we are, we’ve done it three times already. We are pros at this!” He chuckled.

“Easy to say it when you are not the one pushing them out.” She rolled her eyes. “This is all your fault, you make making babies way too much fun.” She furrowed her brows.

“I know.” David laughed cheekily. “Are you happy? Cause I am, I love you and the kids to death and it fills me with joy knowing that we have another one on the way.”

“Of course I am! I’m worried but I’m happy. I love you and I love the little football team we’ve created.” She smiled up at him.

“Funny you should say that, cause you know there’s eleven players in a football team right?”

“Funny you should say that, you are getting a vasectomy.” She joked before pulling him in for a kiss.

#david dobrik #david dobrik x reader #david dobrik imagine #david dobrik blurb #dad!david

77 notes · View notes

bqstqnbruin · 4 years

Note

Can you do from the fluff the 3 and 31 with elias pettersson

So, wait, I really like this one? Also, don’t hate me because it’s set in New England, I’m just wishing I was up at Smuggler’s Notch ATM because anywhere is better than here

3. “You’re everything I could’ve wanted and more.”

31. “I’m never going to leave you. I promise.”

Send me a boy and a number from this prompt list!

Fall in Vancouver had nothing on the fall in New England you saw when you were visiting your cousins a few years ago. Every time the season changed, your cousins would send you pictures of the fall foliage, brilliant colors of yellows, reds, and oranges making the landscape look like something out of a storybook instead of photos on a crappy iPhone camera. You wanted desperately to go back and visit them, unable to because of a lack of money and a lack of time. You could easily make the time to go and see your family, but it was definitely the money you had a hard time making.

Your phone started buzzing, picture after picture showing up on your screen. “Wow, where is that?” your boyfriend asks, peeking over your shoulder as you cuddle up against him and jealously scroll through the pictures.

“You know my cousins in Vermont? This is at our family’s ski house in Smuggler’s Notch.”

“That’s beautiful. Almost as beautiful,” he says, tilting your chin up to him as he ghosts your lips, “as you are.” His lips lazily connect with yours, more purpose showing in his kiss the longer you held contact.

“You’re so cheesy,” you tease him, going back to the pictures from the Notch. “I wish I could be there right now. New England is one of my favorite places.”

“Why don’t we go?” he suggests, earning a laugh from you. “No, seriously, I have a week before the season starts to do what I want, we could easily fly to the Robber’s Nook and stay with your family.”

“Smuggler’s Notch,” you correct him, a small smile on his face. “And you know I can’t afford a ticket there. And we would need to get a car since we’d probably have to fly into Boston, plus we would need to get food, ask my aunt if it’s ok, figure out exactly how long we could be there, pack,” you start to ramble, only to be cut off by him kissing you. “I can still talk after you kiss me like that, you know that, right?”

“Yes, but it’s more fun to cut you off that way. And don’t worry about it. I’ll cover it. I’ll get the tickets right now,” he says, pulling out his phone. “We leave tomorrow.”

--------

You were shocked by how fast everything came together, your family leaving you and Elias the ski house for the entire week, leaving you free to hike, to visit Lake Champlain which was only about a half an hour drive away, to explore the Notch and just have fun with each other. The week went by in a blur, coming up on one of your last nights in Vermont with Elias.

You were sitting on the couch, watching a movie on Netflix, cuddled up together under the blankets you found in the closet. “We should have made cocoa,” Elias complains, shifting so he was more comfortable as you lay on his chest.

“That’s too wintery. Oh! We could go see if the store has apple cider! Hot apple cider is so much better!” you say like a giddy child. Hot apple cider was always guaranteed when you were with your cousins during the fall and early winter.

“Apple cider? Like apple juice?”

“It’s like, apple juice spiced with cinnamon and brown sugar. It’s better, I promise,” you tell him, dragging him out of the house, forgetting the movie altogether.

He watches you bounce up and down the entire way to the store, excited about having another fall in New England staple to share with your Swedish boyfriend. You get up to the register, he can’t help but pick up the small hard, leaf-shaped candies. “What are these?”

“Maple candy? It’s basically hardened maple syrup.” He looks at the candy, confused. You take them out of his hand, handing them to the person ringing you up. “We’ll take these, too.”

You walk back to the house, hand in hand, Elias with the apple cider waiting the be heated up and you trying to open the candy with one hand to pop into his mouth. The two of you laugh as you nearly drop it on it the ground, saving it just in time to throw it in. You stop walking, taking a moment to just breathe in the crisp, night air. Everything around you was so peaceful. “I wish we didn’t have to leave. I would move here in a heartbeat,” you say.

“You really love it here,” Elias points out, his voice dropping.

“Yeah, don’t you?”

“I love it here with you.” You smile at him, even though he has an obvious frown on his face. Before you can ask him what’s wrong, he starts, “Would you move here?”

You think about it for a moment. Would you leave Vancouver? Would Elias be coming with you? “If all the circumstances were right, I would consider it.”

“What about me?” he asks, dropping your hand and looking down at the ground. Even under the moonlight, you could see the tears forming in his eyes over whatever it was he was thinking about.

“What do you mean? I would move here with you.” He looks up at you, a tear falling down his face, “Is that what you’re worried about? That I would come here without you? E, I’m never going to leave you, I promise.”

“Really?”

“How could I? You flew me to one of my favorite places in the world for a week just to see me happy. You’ve put up with all my antics all week. You’re everything I could have ever wanted, and more. Who else is going to put up with me?” You reach up, whipping the tears that stained his cheeks with the pad of your thumb.

“No one, probably,” he jokes, “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” you say, getting on your toes to kiss him. “Now, come on, we have hot apple cider and a movie waiting for us.”

#elias pettersson #elias pettersson imagines #petey #vancouver canucks #vancouver canucks imagines #canucks #canucks imagines #nhl #nhl imagines #hockey #hockey imagines

53 notes · View notes

sakuatsu · 4 years

Note

Started to caught up with haikyuu just now, fell RIDICULOUS HARD for sakuatsu and now my readings only vary from school essays to everything on your fic rec list,, I'm actually sad abt finishing it even if I just started LOL ur taste is just 😙👌 so yeah congrats on having the best tumblr blog ever (as elected by me, falling harder into my sakuatsu obsession). Kinda would like to ask if there's any must see/read fics/art u would recommend for a newbie like me! I trust ur judgment too much lmao.

anon i hope you know how ridiculously happy it made me to know that you trust my taste ;__; i will add some more just for you. you are too sweet. it’s incredibly easy to make me do things if you are nice to me OTL

i’m going to put this under a cut because…this is going to get long. i have many sakuatsu thoughts, unfortunately. get them out of my brain please

sakuatsu fic, author, artist, art recs ^-^ this is by no means an absolute masterlist, i drafted this at 1am and scheduled it for like 10am and this is completely determined by my personal preference because i am just a human with a lot of enthusiasm for my interests. also this will be sfw

casual plug, i’m helping run a sakuatsu zine @sayforinstancezine 💫 i’m really excited about this project and this creative team :’) if you want more sakuatsu content, please consider supporting us! our contributor list will be coming out soon ✨ we’ll be featuring sakuatsu art and writing!

extra fic recs

check out my original fic rec list and the first couple pages of the sakuatsu tag sorted by kudos first though. this isn’t too long because i haven’t been reading fic as much recently due to Life (but i can run through what’s in my tabs atm if anyone is interested?) these are sort of off the top of my head/bookmarks

cyclostationary by catalysis (3.2k, T)

So, Atsumu’s wrong. Winters in Osaka are much colder than winters in Hyogo ever were.

between the cracks, where you belong by awkwardedgeworth (1.9k, T)

On court, Miya Atsumu doesn't belong to him. As setter, he is owned by anyone and everyone. He belongs to Foster, their dietitian, the PR team, Hinata, the blockers, the spikers and also to Sakusa.

When Sakusa jolts awake from the train ride, he sees rice paddies faraway and remembers that Atsumu also used to belong to someone else entirely.

Sakusa watches Atsumu from Kita's engawa, nibbling on a watermelon while the two former captains of Inarizaki are plucking Kita's singular plum tree, the branches heavy and drooping.

post olympics, sakusa reflects on atsumu as they visit their families.

my universe in all its glory by wheelspokes (2.8k, T)

At sixteen, Kiyoomi devotes himself to routine by drafting his life plan and forgets to account for Miya Atsumu ruining every prediction he's ever had.

one life, one encounter by bastigod (5.7k, G)

It is a sin to tell a lie to your fellow man, but it is a greater sin to lie to yourself.

a tender perennial by astroeulogy (note: this was originally written/published pre-sakukomo cousins reveal, but it has been rewritten in iizuna pov. i will link to the rewrite in chapter 2)

But the truth—the harshest and simplest truth, the truth Hanahaki taught him first and foremost—is that the world isn’t kind or unkind. It simply is. And to thrive, all anyone can do is grow around it.

author recs

these writers all have fairly sizeable sakuatsu tags in their works and i highly recommend just about everything they write (this isn’t in any particular order but i hope you have fun)

astroeulogy, awkwardedgeworth, hhatsuna, bastigod, wheelspokes, DeathBelle, wordstruck, pseudoanalytics, volchitsae

artist recs

i did a sakuatsu tumblr artists + twitter artists in another ask so i’ll just link to that because i am tired

throttlee, who asked the question, is also a phenomenal artist, so please check them out and support their beautiful work !!!

art recs

a good chunk are in my tumblr #fave tag, but i’ll pull some highlights out

“abcs with sakuatsu”: https://adooboo.tumblr.com/post/632833079364452352/

“but i’m not done yet falling for your fool’s gold”: https://hawberries.tumblr.com/post/632369842730811392

“frowning at each other”: https://throttlee.tumblr.com/post/630719483291615232

“a day off they spent together.” https://milubee.tumblr.com/post/630613629334601728/

“assholes to lovers”: https://hawberries.tumblr.com/post/630146267124776960

“late noon”: https://zoabab.tumblr.com/post/624770344658567168/

volleyball monthly: https://newttxt.tumblr.com/post/623637969607213056/

evening street: https://bentomi.tumblr.com/post/615373666990063616

“sakusa: sorry miya if this looks gay to the viewers”: https://newttxt.tumblr.com/post/626209583467216896/

here’s some from my recent twitter bookmarks

msby alternate uniforms: https://twitter.com/dalla_nebbia/status/1325822957709651968?s=20

sakuatsu domestic cleaning: https://twitter.com/chanchaonanu/status/1306279458412748806?s=20

fake sakuatsu haikyuu manga cover: https://twitter.com/anta_baka00/status/1324412655629602816?s=20

sakusa and a dog (not sakuatsu but it’s excellent): https://twitter.com/saJohnnyApple/status/1323671844164001792?s=20

major character death sakuatsu comic (cw vehicular accidents + drowning): https://twitter.com/anta_baka00/status/1322795172636209152?s=20

a fun little animation from the light novel cover: https://twitter.com/OM1KUN/status/1321293528765530112?s=20

“intimacy”: https://twitter.com/creamryn/status/1318972385828233217?s=20

mermaid sakuatsu: https://twitter.com/Bi_sidka/status/1318164389069877248?s=20

“your lips, my lips, apocalypse”: https://twitter.com/anta_baka00/status/1309483293713166338?s=20

atsumu blep: https://twitter.com/_impepper/status/1302550681320976385?s=20

hope you found that helpful !! thanks for trusting me with your introduction to this disaster duo

#fic #art #sakuatsu #ask #anonymous #i enjoyed doing this tbh something about compiling links is soothing #this is embarrassingly long but i hope this soothes your sakuatsu-loving soul anon #good god.

28 notes · View notes