#but I likely wont be responding to direct messages

[sexyleon]

I officially completely unplugged myself as much as I can 🙃🙃🙃 I’m way too reliant on my phone and waiting for people to talk to me is super unhealthy and has made me very anxious. I literally turned off ever single possible notification and will purposefully not be responding to messages because I just need time a space to figure out how to navigate myself without validation from others.

[mitamicah]

It is not often I can stay away from sharing the joy of music and songwriting at an open mic event - today was one of those nights unfortunately...

[little-rivers]

Monkey D. Luffy Modern AU Headcanon

WARNINGS: 18+, sexting

a/n: I don’t know how long this has been sitting in my tumblr drafts completely forgotten about lol definitely a few years. Thankfully tumblr didn’t delete it because I didn’t have it saved anywhere else. Enjoy and please leave nice comments if you like it!

sext this man at your own risk

if you send Luffy a naughty pic or text it will summon him immediately

once he sees your naked body/envisions your text he drops what he is doing and is on his way to you as fast as he can.

Luffy interprets sexts as an invitation signal to come and fuck

hates how tight his pants get when he opens your message and wants to get to you to relieve it right away

doesn't not understand the concept of sending thirsty pics/ messages back and forth thinks he is supposed to just show up.

you found all this out pretty early on into seeing each other sort of by mistake you were in the mood and figured you'd message him for some sexy flirting... however, much to your frustration, Luffy doesn't catch on to your suggestive texts/pics.

your messages started out mild, not wanting to come on too strong (its early). But increase in spiciness as the conversation goes on. You don't realize Luffy doesn't get it, and you think he is messing with you.

Frustrated, you decide to give up and end up saying something very direct out of annoyance like: "Luffy I'm horny I'm flirting with you!!"

he either leaves you on read or responds with "ohhhh, why didn't you just say so lol" and then leaves you on read because this motherfucker is now on his way over

next thing you know he's outside your place eager to tear your clothes off, and now you're the confused one. Surprised you ask him what he's doing here. 

his reply: "wasn't I supposed to??? You're horny right, I came to help!" and then gives you a big smile

Beware of what Luffy will or wont interpret as a sext. If its too subtle he wont get it. Also there is a possibility for mix ups aka summoning him by mistake 😅

example: you send luffy a innocent picture of you having fun at the beach. what luffy sees: picture from you + your exposed body = sext = omw

when he finds out about the misunderstanding he pouts, might ask if you wanna have sex now that he’s here but doesn't push if if you say no

[dearweirdme]

Why are some still in denial that it was really Tae and Jennie in the video? I was a Taekooker but when those leaked photos came out last year I realized that all those TK selca that Tae and JK has been postings, that everytime Tae mention JK nonstop on his live and the TK selca he posted on Mother's day...all those were just Tae doing fan service. And those times he mentioned anything that is gay pride related? I realized he was only queerbaiting.

Hi anon!

Your message was the politest in my inbox this morning, so I'll be taking your ask to respond to some of the comments I've gotten.

I believe it was Tae and Jennie in that video and even if not it doesn't actually matter, because it is clear that the message they want to convey is that it's them. So either way it's to show that Tae is dating Jennie (a woman) and Jennie is dating Tae (a BTS member and a man).

From your ask I deduce that you have in fact seen interactions between Jk and Tae that you thought might be something beyond friendship. You changed your mind when Jennie rumors/evidence started to show up. What do you think closeting looks like? let me tell you, it is exactly this! There are so many examples of queer celebs coming out, when they have beforehand been seen 'dating' straight (Sam Smith, Ricky Martin, Kristen Stewart and many more... just google closeted celebs). There are also many accounts of such celebs admitting that them dating straight was a lie.

Why is your reaction to Tae queercoding (which is what he does) that he must be queerbaiting? WHy isn't your reaction that he must be closeted? Are closeted celebs not allowed to queercode? Are closeted people supposed to behave according their closet? How is that fair? A person's closet is never (!!!) by their own choosing. One might decide that for whatever reason them staying closeted is safer, it is never what they truly want.

I live in a very small country, in which queer people are thankfully able to live openly. It's by no means perfect, but people feel safe enough to be open. I can easily come up with a multitude of queer national celebs. Singers, tv-hosts, actors... queer people are represented well here. How many openly queer South Korean celebs are there? Very little, especially amongst idols. Does that statistically make sense? Does SK have less queer people than other parts of the world, or is the SK society less likely to accept them and they therefore are forced to be closeted?

Accusing a long time rumored queer-coding man of queerbaiting is so harmfull. It takes so much bravery for them to be even a little bit open, for society to then blame them of using their own lgbt community for clout is harsh. Even without Jk in the picture I would still consider the possibility of Tae being queer, because of his queercoding. Some of you might think you are protecting him of 'evil taekookers', but all you might be doing is solidifying his feeling that being queer is not safe for him.

For people... 'concerned' about my mental state, not to worry. I don't write this blog because I want to "insert myself in Taekook's relationship" (whatever that might mean), neither do I want to live out my own queer identity through them (I am not queer). I write about these things because I want the world to change. If my son were to be queer I want him to be able to just be. Not discussing queerness and all things that go with it wont change anything. If all I ever do through writing my blog is make one person change their perception... than that will already be a victory.

If anyone want's to read more about closeting or queercoding, please let me know. I will gladly direct you to some articles.

[lauvra]

Lost/Found notes pt. 3. 3/6/20 You only get to know people when they stop telling you who they are. 10/6/20 I'm going insane. All my toxic stuff, rearing it's head. When is my boyfriend coming home / is he my boyfriend / what happened the other night / don't ask questions you don't want answered / how come he was online three minutes ago, because it sure wasn't to respond / I guess it's over, my fault. My brain just hurts. I feel ugly and unwanted, lonely and sad and I don't have friends to drink with at bars and he'll stay out all the time until he disappears for good one day while I'm at the laundry washing his shit. I smelled his shirt when he came home and touched myself while he was in the bathroom, picturing him doing the same thing. 11/6/20 I don't want my most sincere prayer to be during crisis. I don't want all my longing for you to be during your absence. We were in the living room and you said seeing is believing, it's harder to have faith in something you can't envision. So I envision us. And I have faith. 9/6/20 The hard emotions hit much harder at 763, there was something about that house. It felt like a direct line to heartache. Like the shadows cast upon every wall had somehow sunken in. It was all too recent, I can't believe I lived there yet I still feel the weight of my body lugging up the stairs. You don't really look at me, don't kiss me and you're angry when I call. We are so unhappy and so unlike ourselves. We didn't do ourselves proud. 20/6/20 If you wont reveal every angle of a current manifestation of self - in understanding of its ephemeral nature, it strengthens in private, like a fungus in the fertile ground of that allocated dark corner of both souls. Have you ever considered ripping the tangle of roots straight outta your soul soil with one hand, salting the earth with the other before waving that festering weed of anxieties around mid-dinner at the next gathering so no one can turn away anymore? and so that which lives in the dark is collapsed in the light, all of us walk away a little more honest. I mean community. We don't heal alone. 4/6/20 I said I get turned on by ideas and that wasn't a good enough answer, but not only that, I never answer anything, ever? He can't get to know me because I am potentially purposely hiding my true responses? 18/8/20 He's been coming to bed before the sun comes up the last few nights, and reaching over to hold me. I couldn't enjoy his embrace this morning, becoming incensed with frustration over it all. He thinks I have little faith in him, but didn't tell me about bills and will not send them to me even though I've been asking for three days. He seemed to take it personally, "what, do you think I'm lying about the amount?" I woke up and anger flowed through my body because he still hadn't sent them, he'll sleep in 'til late and I wont have a chance to approach the issue before heading to work. 19/8/20 Always stuck in the mindset like 'I'll be happy if - or I'll be happy when - 11/9/20 Pro: taking baths without worrying someone may walk in and see my fleshy belly floating above the surface after eating too much Rice. The cat's undivided affection. 12/9/20 Feelings I'm sitting with and attempting not to engage too intimately: Unworthiness, failure, ugliness. Fear. Big fear. Big, Loud, Capital F. Fear. When I'm in a room by myself I feel like I don't exist. 13/9/20 "Go write about it." A message or a threat. Catharsis, communication or retribution. A means to an end, a route, an alternate place. The mother ink in my veins, the body sliced in two. Just an attempt to let the medium flow through. 24/9/20 My boss yelling in my face today over NOTHING didn't bother me at all, didn't even stress me out when I lost my fucking keys and had to literally destroy my locker to get in so I could text you, but knowing you wouldn't believe me then you Not Believing Me bothered me, but didn't surprise me.

[frostyreturns]

Sound Of Freedom

I’m now convinced that person who said they saw sound of freedom and laughed at the qanon propaganda was just lying, said people were like hooting and hollering in agreement or some shit...total bullshit.

The movie is harrowing to watch, very difficult to sit through. Even assuming the story is pure fiction it’s still a dramatization of child sex trafficking. Absolutely nobody is watching even a fictional father realizing that his children have been kidnapped and would respond by laughing at how ridiculous the premise is. I don’t think even an actual pedophile watching the reality of children being sexually abused would find it funny, so many of them are suicidal because they know what garbage they are and how damaging what they do is. Also nobody is hooting and hollering...I know you were made to think this is a political event that only caters to conspiracist republicans but there’s absolutely nothing political or even conspiratorial in the movie...there’s nothing to hoot and holler along to...it’s not a trump rally... Anyone actually seeing this was more likely to be in tears. 

That’s actually my biggest criticism of the movie, it was almost too apolitical. There was no conspiracy angle to it either...it presents the issue simply as a matter of crime fighting, as in the issue exists simply because human traffickers exist and makes no mention or reference to any politicians, celebrities or financiers who are involved or backing it...so it actually skirts even the confirmed realities of things like Epstein and just focuses on the actual people doing the snatching. Honestly this was just a less action packed Taken movie. If it hadn’t been based on a real story and had more action it could have been a Liam Neeson movie. 

It also has the same issue as the other Jim Caviezel movie...I can’t wrap my head around it as a form of entertainment, because even though it has another real world purpose and a message that goes beyond entertainment...that’s still the point of a movie. Like I know people who own the passion of the Christ on dvd and I just can’t see myself deciding that what I want to do with my evening is watch Jesus being slowly murdered. The same issue here, I will never watch this movie again because I don’t want to watch children being trafficked. But obviously the point is to raise awareness about the issue...but the problem with that is I was already aware...the person I saw it with was already aware, everyone who is going to see it is doing so...because they are aware....anyone who would really need to see it wont because they see it as conspiracy nonsense and were told not to. Anybody not aware of the issue is willfully ignorant, they are choosing to disbelieve the reality because the reality is too painfuland too horrifying to process. 

And how do you even evaluate a movie like this...was it good..what does being good even mean in this context? Was I entertained...no I was horrified. Do I think seeing it made any kind of difference with human trafficking...I don’t think so I was telling people about that before seeing it and I would still be doing it after or without seeing it so no I don;t think subjecting myself to it actually did anyone any good...but I’m not saying it can’t either...there very well could be some people who make a difference after seeing it. It certainly doesn;t hurt that it exists and that people are talking about it, I think just that it was made and has people talking can be positive. I mean as long as there’s even one person in sex trafficking throw everything at the wall and see what sticks in the name of putting a stop to it. 

So I’ll just say this...it did what the movie was supposed to do and it did that well. It didn’t show you too much, they could very easily have gone in a more shocking direction to get more of a response with some of the scenes and chose not to. You were shown what you needed to see to understand the gravity and what was happening but there was nothing graphic. You never got the sense that they were traumatizing child actors for the sake of more accuratley depicting the reality, there were no dramatizations of an actual rape of a child, which is good. However they also pulled back in graphic content when dealing with the pedophiles and traffickers, so there was never really a sense of justice being done. There is a hopeful message with the movie as well and it’s not all just despair and nihilism... and there is a resolution of sorts. But if you were hoping to see pedophiles being curb stomped and traffickers having their intestines fed to them then you’re out of luck, they went as classy as they could which in all honesty is probably better in the long run but man without the kind of comeuppance they deserve it’s like there’s a pressure valve in my head that’s just going unreleased.

Who is it for?

If you’re a person who normally cries at movies and is already aware of the issue, honeslty don’t go see it...it’s just upsetting and there’s no point to just going to see it to make yourself sad and depressed. If you just want to support the film and can handle being upset then, go knowing that the movie was well done. If you’re somehow still in denial about child trafficking then you actually need to see the movie even though you wont. If you want to tell me or anyone else this is all propaganda and conspiratorial fabrication then just do me a favour and shut up about it till you actually see it and then talk to me. But people who wont see it are afraid to because they’re easily manipulated, they’re afraid of being influenced by propaganda because they know they’re not smart enough to see through it...which they should be because by even thinking about it as nonsense they’ve already proven they are easy targets for propaganda. It’s the people who want everything they disagree with banned because part of them knows they do not have a leg to stand on and their values and ideas don’t stand up to scrutiny. They wont see the movie even though they’re the only ones who should because they are cowards.

I think the most effective but also hardest part of the movie to watch was that it does have actual footage of real life child abductions as well as footage from real life human trafficking raids. So you’ve been forewarned. Very tough movie but the sad thing is I’m not sure it even tells half the story.

[crowleytwstrp]

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[hella1975]

Whats the most 'wtf' threat-message-comment thing you remember getting?

Maybe not a mean comment, but the most like 'why do you feel comfortable saying this to me' thing?

oh to be honest ive never received any actual AWFUL asks/comments but i have received a lot that toe a very fine line to the point i cant even remember all of them. like it's clear there was never any malicious intent but some people just reallyyyyy do not understand boundaries. most of the time i just wont answer but if im in a bad mood i tend to tell you guys off for it lmao so you've actually probably seen the worst ones.

i guess not threatening or mean, but one comment that has always stuck with me just bc of how 'wtf?!' i was about it is this one commenter i had on ao3. they were a reallyyy loyal commenter for MONTHS like every single chapter they'd leave at least a paragraph, and two thirds of the para would always be pure praise for my writing, which was why it was kinda complicated bc i KNEW the rest of the comment wasn't intended to be criticism, they were just the kind of person that clearly didn't have a filter. so what they'd do is they'd say all these compliments, but then they'd say what they DIDNT like about my writing. and my attitude with fanfiction is that unless the work is actively problematic, you just do not tell the author their shortcomings. idc if this isn't a widely held opinion; it's my opinion. ao3 authors are giving us this shit for FREE out of their own time more often than not while balancing jobs and a social life - it is their HOBBY and it's not your place to tell them you dont like their plot or the way they wrote something. write it yourself if it bothers you so much. and so for ages i just didnt respond to this person's comments even though MOST of the comment they'd leave would always be positive, bc the tagged on parts always felt passive aggressive. like they were clearly part of the Annoying atla fandom bc they'd always get annoyed when any of the characters held zuko accountable for anything. they openly admitted that they just wanted zuko to be babied and didn't like it when people were mean to him, a sentiment that REALLY pisses me off, and they were also SUCH a katara anti which, yk, red flag. but it was fine. it wasn't a big deal, i could handle the comments and i genuinely just forgot about them as soon as i read them.

BUT THEN one day they left me a comment being like 'im going to stop reading this fic' which that alone is such an odd thing to alert the author about, but then they proceeded to explain to me why they weren't going to read anymore. like they spent an entire para being like 'this is why i dont really like this fic anymore' LMAO?? and i distinctly remember them saying something about zi se and how they hated him partially because they hate kids but mostly because he was an OC which i just thought was such a fucking funny thing to say like the cheek?? i was flabbergasted and i was kind of sick of their shit at that point, so my response was (para-phrased): 'not to be rude but in future i think you should consider when commenting on fics if your comment is actually necessary.  it can be very discouraging as a writer to be told directly by a reader that they don't enjoy your story and don't like the direction you're taking it. i'm confident enough in taob and my own abilities that i can brush it off very easily, but i'm just worried that if you said this to a newer or smaller fic writer it could really impact their confidence. the decision to stop reading isn't the issue here, it's just that you felt the need to explicitly tell me about it' which i thought was very hot and mature of me. like i very rarely pull out the 'taob is one of the biggest fics in a very big fandom' card but when dealing with rude people i have no shame in being like 'i will not miss a single reader like you realise that right i will not notice if you stop reading' so yeah as an experience it was all just very odd JSKDGHKJDSH

[cmlbcommish]

CMLB: Haruta Telephone, Saskatchewan Skates, 2

Haruta Telephone is a fairly anxious person.

Sure, joining the CMLB seems like something that would cause her more anxiety, but just as her older twin siblings loved Blaseball, that same adoration for the core values of the game also stuck to Haruta and her twin Fuyuto.

Despite everything.

She wakes up at 6:00 am to the sound of her phone alarm blaring. Today's ringtone is a guitar wailing out a complicated riff, almost startling her awake.

She gets up, does a few stretches, and starts getting dressed. She pulls on her uniform for the first time, despite knowing it's only a practice today.

Okay, maybe she can't help being a little bit excited despite the nervous fluttering in her stomach. 

She has a new teammate. Finally, the team has rounded out the last of the pitching roster, meaning they finally have enough players to start practicing and playing real games.

Nagomi didn't mention her new teammate's name, but the look she gave Haruta was mischievous and just a tad menacing, which is a little nerve wracking. 

(She ended up calling Eli later in a panic, wanting reassurance that Nagomi hadn't put a serial killer or a person who hates phones to be their last teammate. Eli had to stop himself from laughing throughout the whole call)

Meeting new people is hard, she never quite got the grasp of in person charisma like her siblings. She hopes that everything will go well and she wont stutter over her words in her introduction.

Once Haruta is ready to leave, she waits for over an hour for her ride to come get her, during which time she checks all her messages and social media. When the driver finally arrives, she's in a great mental state.

Of course, by the time she gets to the stadium she's nervous again. 

When she walks in the front door, she looks off to the side to see a tall figure standing there, staring down at their phone. He is holding a cane in his other hand from the phone, his brown hair looking tousled to its normal messy degree and the blaseball style stitches on his face denoting to any who are in the know who he is. 

It's Parker, known formally as Parker MacMillan.1, the other commissioner for the league.

Parker looks up to the sound of the door opening and gives Haruta a wave, she squeaks out a small "H-hello, Parker!"

"Hello, Haruta. How are you today?" He responds, 

"I'm alright!" She says perhaps a little too eagerly, or well, nervously, but Parker just smiles kindly at her. He tilts his head in the direction of the locker rooms “Walk with me?” and Haruta nods.

"You weren't… waiting for someone, were you?" Haruta asks timidly, avoiding Parker's gaze. He gives a little chuckle.

"Not anyone in particular, you just happened to be today's lucky winner." 

They keep walking in silence, Haruta is still quite terrified of Parker due to his role as co-commissioner, even though he has been nothing but kind to anyone she's ever heard mention him. Old habits die hard, as they say.

"Are you okay?" She blurts out eventually. "Y-you're uh, favouring your left leg?" 

"Ah." He scoffs, "Twinged my ankle the other day. These bones of mine really like to cause a fit, and Nagomi always pesters me until I get proper aid." He rolls his eyes. 

Finally, they make it to the locker room, Haruta jogging lightly ahead to hold the door open for Parker, who rubs the back of his neck sheepishly and thanks her. 

Now, Haruta has met her teammates before, so she greets them almost as an automatic response. She steels her courage to greet the new player, but Parker calls for attention before she can.

"Morning everyone." He starts. "As most of you know, I am Parker and I'm the co-commissioner for the league. I'm here today because Nagomi's over in Zeromere, though I honestly don't know why she wanted me to watch everyone practice anyway." He shrugs.

"So, basically you're all free to do your practicing, your captain is Eli Quitter, over there by the cooler, and your co-captain is King Dracaena, to my left here, and the both of them are going to be directing the practice. Sounds good?" There's a murmur from the room and a lot of nodding heads.

"Fantastic. I'll be in the office if you need me." He says, and he exits the room.

"Uh." Says Eli, scratching his head "Alright, I guess we'll start? Pitchers, you're with me, batters, you're with King."

Haruta has been practicing her pitches at home in her backyard since she first got accepted to be on the team. She knew despite making the team, she wasn't the strongest pitcher and she knows that her skill lies in batting, just like her siblings, but she can't bring herself to bat.

She is very nervous when Eli asks her to demonstrate some pitches, in front of all the other pitchers.

Her first three go wide, and her hands end up shaking so bad that Eli places a hand on her shoulder and reminds her to breathe. She takes a minute, and winds up again.

BAM! Right in the dead middle of the strike zone.

Eli whistles, while the rest of the pitchers give a polite clap. 

Haruta gets a few more throws before Eli rotates off to the next person.

"Haruta Telephone." A voice comes. She whips around to see who spoke. It's the new player, looking super serious with his blue flame tattoo and crossed arms

"Oh! Uh, that's me?" Haruta says, in the most unconvincing manner ever. The new player just nods, and sticks out his hand.

"Riley Hotdogfingers." 

Haruta shakes his hand. She can't stop herself from being curious about Riley, especially with his last name being Hotdogfingers. But she doesn't ask. 

"Jaylen is my older sister." Riley offers, immediately.

"... I wasn't going to ask." Haruta says  sheepishly.

"I know you weren't. But I wanted you to know." He looks at her intently. "You look far to similar to the Telephone twins to not be related to them, I wanted to offer common ground."

He's got her there. "Well um. Yeah? Yeah they're my older siblings." The way he talks throws her a little, so factual, so bold.

"Hotdogfingers! You're up!" Calls Eli. Riley inclines his head to Haruta politely before going to take his place on the mound.

He is a decent bit more accurate than Haruta, and he pitches so fast. He throws that blaseball for all that he's worth.

Riley was the last pitcher in the rotation, after they finish those warmups, they practice playing on the field as a full team, then they go back to the locker room.

Everyone is buzzing with energy as they get ready to leave. 

Haruta's driver takes her home, and she spends the rest of the evening knitting.

Just before bed, she picks up her phone and dials two familiar numbers.

Both of them ring. And ring. 

Her older siblings do not pick up.

[marveladewithice-blog]

my friend said i should upload these baddies so i thought i would since i can still look at them without wanted to shove forks in my cheeks

these comics in particular were for a school assignment, but never got turned in because i unfortuantly couldn’t turn in digital pieces (,: its okay i still finished the assignment on time, but got docked points cause i forgot labeling like every other student in the class lol we did not pay attention to directions

buuuut yeah it uses my usual comic characters, but the twist is they’re communicating in different ways whoowaooaoao theres three different models and im just gonna copy and paste them over from what i wrote earlier because idk maybe u wanna know what they are idk

linear: essentially like one person speaking and passing information of sorts to the reciever, the example i tried to portray is students listening to a lecture

ineraction: similar to linear, except for that the reciever responds/reacts to the sender after intaking the information. i did this through a phone call

competent model: this one is the most efficient and complex, being influenced by not just outside influnces but inner thoughts and reflections. there are four main kind of "spheres of influence," those being communicators (thoughs and behavior of sender and receiever, how messages are interpretated), relationships (how the sender and receiver know each other, impacts their understanding and reactions), situation (where they are changes the stakes of conversation, social or physical enviornment), and cultural setting (cultural identity, how reciever and sender view own and one another's culture)

but yeah thats all, gonna scram and attempt to study for SATs which prolly wont be successful lol byeeeeeeeeeee

[hiraethwrote]

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[lets-talk-spirituality]

helloooo~ I hope this message finds you okay :) so i've been having a lot of anxiety with the future of my relationship since we're now long distance, i read you said to another anon that we live in the present and we have to evolve to attract what we want. it kinda soothed me but me and my bf had this talk abt our goals and we found out our future plans are pretty much the opposite and that wrecked me bc one of us would need to sacrifice our goals to live together (this is basically something that may happen in 3-4 yrs honestly). it just made me think how we wont work, even tho he said "things could change over the years, lets focus on things one day at a time". if it's okay, could i get a message from spirit on how what to expect from my relationship as times goes by? we've been together for 2 years. thank you!!! <3

First of all I have to respond as myself. I think your message to me shows that you are convincing yourself to hold onto something you know isn’t right for you. And where is that coming from? Is it fear that there’s nothing better or more? It’s okay that you aren’t ready for things to end and to take time to let things evolve, but I also worry that you may compromise your goals and needs in order to keep the relationship. I want to strongly urge you to not do that, and instead, throw yourself more fully into your goals. You don’t have to have the future planned out but it’s important that you listen to yourself about the truth of the situation. Long term goals can change as we age, as people we change too but it seems to me you’re at a fork in the road where you can choose to change or stay the same. I personally encourage you to choose change before it’s chosen for you.

I’d never tell you leave the relationship. You will know what to do when it’s time but if you are already feeling that you guys won’t work. Maybe it makes sense to release the relationship and to trust that if this is your person, you will find your way back to each other. Sometimes we need to grow through other relationships before we come back to people. Sometimes we can only learn lessons with certain souls. I wrote this recently as I’m letting go of someone too… sometimes letting go is the most loving thing you can do. It hurts like hell but what hurts more is slowing decaying a relationship you refuse to release. I’ve clung to lovers until it became so toxic it had to end. I encourage you to end it if you notice it starting to head that way. It’s better to pause on good terms than ruin your connection all together.

Spirit, what can anon expect from the relationship?

That depends on you. There are many directions this relationship can take. All have been planned already. Your soul is tugging you towards one of the paths and you already know the answer. You need to listen to yourself. We know that things aren’t easy but we cannot tell you the future because you are creating it moment to moment. What we can say is that love discovered is love that always existed. Nothing can be created or destroyed. Just because we experience separation in the material plane doesn’t mean that we are separated spiritually. Sometimes life paths ask so much of us, leaving lovers and families to find more out there. But you are strong and capable to choose your own growth. That’s why they are called growing pains, child, it hurts to outgrow your shell. You have to fully rebuild yourself. The more you do it, the better you become at it. We hope that you trust yourself and us that the path you’re feeling drawn to will lead you to your ultimate bliss. We hope you can remind yourself of this always. Connections are never lost only transformed.

Card Pull

Chakra Exploration Deck

Solar Plexus— where are you being asked to grow, evolve and transform in your life?

Mantra: I can rely on my will to create the changes I want to see in my life and welcome challenges with grace, equanimity and resilience.

Well, this is pretty spot on. I asked what spirit wanted you to know about your relationship path and this came up which mirrors what spirit said above. Choose the path of growth! It’s not always easy or pretty but it’s worth it.

Hope this helps! Would love to know if it resonates.

[scandinavianfairytale]

Spur of the moment

Pairing: Johnny Storm x Reader

Warnings: None really (I know, I am just as shocked as you are 🤭), just spontaneous and fluffy moments between the reader and Johnny 💙

You were outside, sitting on the ledge, your feet dangling out and you admired the city. The bouncer had been checking up on you for the last 5 minutes, making sure you hadn't fallen off the building. He repeatedly told you to step away and stop tempting fate. You giggled and assured him that you weren't that drunk, just that there were too many people in the club and you were feeling nauseous when you realized you didn't have an inch of free space anywhere around you.

Bringing an introvert to a club was not a good idea.

"A pretty girl like you should be inside, enjoying the party." You heard someone say. You quickly turned to look in the direction of the voice, fully prepared to snap back, but were taken aback by his looks. He looked really good. Which only meant that he will be a pretentious asshole.

"How did you know I'm pretty if my back was to you?" You still decided to fire back.

"You just had an aura about you." He smiled and pointed to the spot next to you. "May I?"

"So you're some kind of shaman?" You asked as you nodded.

"Ha. Something like that." The man laughed. "Let's just say I can separate pretty girls from not so pretty girls really quickly."

"Should I be flattered?"

"If you want, but you should definitely tell me your name. I'm Johnny." He shook your hand as you introduced yourself.

"So, tell me, what's a gorgeous girl like you doing hanging off a ledge while one of the greatest parties in New York is raging on?" He asked intrigued.

"I just needed to breathe. And when we exited the elevator I got a glimpse of this view and I needed to check it out before my girlfriends left. What about you?"

"I saw the bouncer going to and from this little nook and decided to check it out." Johnny smiled as you hummed in understanding.

"But you are right, the view is beautiful." He added as he stared at you.

"Does that line usually work?" You smirked.

"Usually, but it's not fool proof." Johnny laughed and looked away, slightly embarrassed.

"Don't mind me, I'm a cynic and also I've heard too many pick-up lines in my life."

You knew men like Johnny, hell you even dated some of them. But you were smarter now than you were then, you knew that men like that were all bark and no bite and they think everything is a joke. So you joked with him, even told him about your upcoming birthday and your grandfather's nursing home. He told you about his overbearing sister and her will-they-wont-they friend and how to win at online poker.

"Johnny, for fuck's sake, stop trying to get in her pants and hurry up, the limo is waiting." His obnoxious friend yelled and pulled you out of a (you wouldn't dare to admit it) pleasant conversation. Johnny nodded briefly, got up and dusted his jeans before winking at you.

"I sent you a friend request and next week, on your birthday, I'm taking you out to show you a real good time."

Before you had a chance to slap the smirk from his face, he was already gone, leaving you fuming on the floor. You sat in silence, glancing at your phone and tried to decide whether or not tou should be accepting his request. At the end of the day...he probably wouldn't even remember tomorrow and won't hold on to the promise he made.

'Your friend request was accepted.' His phone dinged as he was driving to the next destination. Johnny smirked at his phone and turned it off again.

You woke up to 31 congratulatory messages and with a smile on your face you responded to all of them, before really getting up to make yourself breakfast. You didn't have big plans this year, all you wanted to do was chill with some friends, grab lunch with your parents at that restaurant you always go - it's the only family tradition you actually have.

~ 1 week later ~

"Happy Birthday 🔥😉" A message read.

"I didn't forget about you 😉"

You rolled your eyes, but gripped the phone a little bit harder as you opened the message and responded.

"Thanks :) Not sure what you're talking about?"

"Meet me at FIKA 58th street. You have 1 hour ⌛️"

The nerve of this guy...

"What makes you think I don't have plans? Do you think I'll just drop everything for you? 🙄"

"You responded immediately 😛 but I'm not assuming you don't have plans, just maybe a bit later. Do a guy a favour 😁"

"Meeting strange men in the middle of one of the biggest cities in the world...doesn't sound shady at all...🙄😶"

~ FIKA ~

"I promise I won't sell your organs or anything. I'll even keep my hands to myself ✋️"

Johnny was waiting for you at the corner of 6th and 58th. As he spotted you he immediately hid something behind him. Squinting your eyes, you decided to not have hold any suspicion and just enjoy this - it's one of those spontaneous things that you craved.

"Happy birthday!" He smiled at you as you came near and leaned in to peck you on the cheek.

"Thank you." He smiled at your surprised expression. He offered you his hand and you cautiously accepted. Together you walked towards the Central park.

"What do you have planned for today?" Johnny asked as you walked hand in hand. He said it so casually as if this was a normal thing you did together. Or maybe he did this every week with a different person. You had mixed feelings about the situation...

"Well the first thing on the list is: 'Don't get murdered by a stranger I decided to meet and is taking me to Central Park.' after that I planned to meet my parents for lunch and my friends for drinks."

"Hey, I promised I'd pass you on in one piece." Johnny laughed.

"Besides, I'm not taking you around Central park." He added with a wink.

"Then what are you planning?"

"I thought you wanted more spontaneity in your life?" He winked and smirked at your exhale. This was something that you wanted, you were so used to planning and trying to control everything in your life that it was driving you up the wall.

"That's right, relax, take a breath and just enjoy. I promise you'll have a good time." Johnny smiled as he saw you readjusting your tense shoulders.

He stopped at the entrance to the Victorian Gardens and you looked at him incredulously.

"You don't like it?"

"No, I just...didn't peg you for the guy that would count amusement park as fun." You smiled at him and then pulling on his hand to enter the park.

"How about you also stop trying to put me in a box, on top of asking so many questions?" Johnny suggested, not budging from his spot.

"Fine. I promise to not doubt you - only for today - and stop trying to categorize you." You held up your hand, as if you were part of the scouts. Even though you have barely stepped a step in a forest.

You tried out all the rides, even went to a haunted house. You haven't laughed that much in a while. In the middle of basketball booth you had to pause when you doubled over in laughter, clutching your sides as Johnny started cursing at the game and the fact that you were so good.

"You have the most terrible aim I have ever seen." You managed to let out in between heaps of laughter. As he listened to you, Johnny's mood changed, because in front of him was the real you - the one that doesn't hold back or tries to save face. You attracted too many eyes, yet you couldn't stop laughing, even when you snorted. It just made you laugh harder and pushed Johnny in a fit of laughter.

You concluded the two hour celebration with letting loose on bumper cars, going as fast as you could and colliding with each other so many times your neck started hurting. You left the park with his hand around your shoulders, your fingers intertwined, stupid grins on both your faces.

He walked you to the restaurant you were supposed to meet with your parents and let you go in the middle of Chelsea park. He held you close as you hugged him goodbye. Your mind was racing - should you kiss him.

Throwing caution to the wind your lips met his in an endearing kiss. You were just about to leave him, when he grabbed your head, pulling you back, smashing his lips back onto yours. While he caught you by suprise, you still leaned into him.

"I um..."

"I'll call you." Johnny winked and caressed your cheek, staring at your lips. "Happy birthday." He left you with that, making you float around 28th street until you bumped into your parents.

Thank you for reading! 🙏💙

In your pocket the phone vibrated making you smile as your mom hugged you, wishing you a happy birthday.

Adding Johnny Storm on the list 🥰 so full disclosure, the reason why I wrote this is that recently one guy I met years ago (eerily similar to Johnny’s personality) returned into my life and I remembered what happened between us and while I am happy with where I am at this stage in my life, he made me think of what could’ve been 😊

And yes, I plan on writing more parts of this 😁

The GIF is not mine - belongs to the amazing creator 🙏😊

[technowoah]

Wait imagine a fic where Jack and the reader are long distance or something and when Tubbo and Tommy are doing the man hunt irl the reader surprises Jack.

That would be cute I think 🤔

Just One Livestream

You surprise Jack with a spontaneous visit to the UK, little did you know that they were livestreaming.

- Jack Manifold x gen neutral!reader

- Anon Requested!

⚠︎ swearing, fluff!, not proofread

an// I hope yall enjoy! Much love! And sorry it came out so late I have no inspiration rn but imma get it done! Also I used the difference of American hours to London hours so sorry of

Navigation!

"Love, why are you up early?" Jack asked through the phone.

You two were facetiming eachother as he propped his phone up on his dashboard while he started to drive. It was around 1 am for you and 6 am for Jack. Sadly you two were in a long distance relationship. You had met Jack when you were on a college trip to London to study abroad for 3 weeks. You were sad that you had to leave your home country, but this was a opportunity you couldn't oppose.

During this trip you had found a cafe that you would go to often. The first time you sat at the cafe alone you always noticed it was only you and this other man in the cafe. He was always on his computer and sat by a window, he always came early too, even earlier than you. As the days went on you continued to see him around more and he seemed to notice you as well. You made a note to yourself to always try and show up a tad bit earlier to the cafe to stay around the same time as he did.

You two got to know eachother throughout the three weeks you had to stay in London. The small nods became hellos, and the hellos turned into full on conversation by the window. He had told you his name was Jack Manifold and was kind of surprised when you didn't immediately know who he was. To him it was refreshing not to be immediately noticed based on his appearance. You both had exchanged numbers one day and after each morning you two would text non stop even during your classes. Luckily trying to get to know Jack changed your sleep schedule and because of that you always made it to class on time.

Jack was such an amazing guy to you, but during the first week you had developed a small crush on the man, and he had developed a crush on you too. The second week you two had ventured out onto different territory than the cafe. Jack started to call those small outings after class, dates and you weren't opposed to the dates at all you loved them. The second and third week were mostly dates and the night before you left he asked to be your boyfriend and of course you accepted not knowing the pain of a long distance relationship.

You had to answer his question on why you were up so early. "Yeah- Um, Im up because of you." You chuckled. "You changed my sleep schedule ever since I met you."

"Well you're welcome, because before me I heard you were missing classes." Jack payed attention to the road but still talked to you.

"Because I told you! And I am grateful, but there is nothing to do at one am here." You sighed while you started to walk around your room as you lied to him.

Jack was talking to you while you did a clean sweep around your house to check if you had everything for your trip.

Two weeks ago you had decided to pack your bags and take a trip back to London. Right now your flight will be leaving early in the morning and that's why you are up so early.

You wanted to surprise Jack instead of straight up telling him that you will be in the country. You missed him dearly, and this will be a great way to spend time together instead of seeing eachother across a screen. One of you had to make that sacrafice and that would be you.

While Jack continued to talk you checked everywhere to make sure you arent leaving anything behind.

"What are you doing, darling?" Jack asked and that snapped you out of your trance. "Are you even listening to me? Im hurt." Jack faked being hurt.

You smiled at him and shook your head. "Im sorry I wasn't listening. What were you saying?"

"I was saying, when you were ignoring me, that I'm going to the cafe right now and that we should plan a trip soon. I miss you." Jack confessed and you awed.

"I miss you too Jack! I hopw we can see each other soon." You tried to contain your smile as you hid your surprise.

"Me too."

Your plane finally landed as you let out a sigh of relief. You had collected all of your shit fast so you could finally get off of that horrible plane. Every stereotypical airplane scene happened to you in the hours you were on that plane. You had a child crying behind you with a mother who couldn't keep that child calm, you were sat next to a man who snored the whole ride here and you just felt cramped.

Sadly you couldn't return any of Jack's messages or calls that you saw when you were in the airplane terminal. You tried calling him twice but they both went to voicemail while you rolled your bag through the huge building. Finding yourself outside you ordered an Uber and once you did that your phone began to ring showing Jack's name and picture of you two together on the screen.

You quickly answered the phone. "Hey!"

"Hi!" Jack chuckled. "I called like, 17 times!"

"I know! Im sorry. I was busy." You weren't lying getting a plane and basically leaving early in the morning and arriving in the afternoon in London. "So, what are you doing today?"

"I am hanging out with Tommy and Tubbo at the park! Im picking them up now!" Jack responded and you heard him close his car door.

"Which park?" You asked quickly as you saw your Uber arrive.

Jack started to laugh. "Uh I'll text you the park I guess. Why would you want to know?"

"No reason! I just want to make sure you are safe. Dont make me call 999." You tried to joke around and take the attention off of your question.

"I cant believe you still remember 999." Jack laughed.

"I still do!" You said as you got inside your Uber and gave the driver the directions to your hotel forgetting that Jack was on the other line.

"Wait hotel?" Jack questioned through the phone.

"Hotel? What are you talking about?" You acted oblivious.

"I- I thought you were talking about a hotel." Jack hesitated.

"No!" You tried to cover up your mistake.

"Well Im going to pick up Tommy soon. I'll talk to you later okay? Answer my calls this time!" Jack chuckled.

"I definitely will!"

You had recived the name of the park you were surprising Jack at. You began to walk around the parking lot after you got dropped off and noticed his car sitting there. There were tons of people at the park today and you didn't know where he would be. As you walked on the dirt trails of the park your thoughts took over, what if you made a mistake and should've told Jack that you were here in London and wanted to meet up at the cafe?

You looked at people as they passed by you ok the trail wishing that you had that energy that you had before, thinking that you would find Jack easily when in reality you were in a busy part of the park and he could be anywhere.

When you thought all hope was lost you heard some loud voices on the trail to your right. You were already walking aimlessly through the park and your first instinct was to go left and walk away from the loud voices, but then you heard something.

"Tommy this was a bad idea!"

"I dont think it was!"

You stood in the "intersection" of the dirt trails thinking that you heard those voices right. You rounded the corner and followed right to see Tommy and Jack doubled over, out of breath while Tubbo was still standing up breathing heavily. There were far away from you, but not far away that you couldn't see them clearly.

You began to call out to them. "Tommy! Jack! Tub-"

They quickly turned around and took off running. Confused on why they were doing that you took off running after them trying to tell them to stop. They were yelling and you were yelling and getting weird glances from stangers, and you dont blame them. You're chasing after your boyfriend and his two friends in a quiet public park. You continued to hear their groans of tiredness and their speed started to slow down.

"Jack! Tommy! Wait up!" You yelled out of breath as you slowed down as well.

"We give up! We give up!" Tubbo yelled and came to a complete stop while trying to catch his breath. He turned around to finally face you. "Y/N?!"

"Wait what?!"

"You're here?!" Jack ran up to you and gave you a bone crushing hug, rocking you two back and forth.

"I am! And Im our of breath thanks to you three." You said while still hugging Jack.

"M'sorry I thought you were a fan and I took off and they followed suit I guess." Tommy rubbed his forehead.

"A fan?" You questioned and Tommy and Tubbo lifted their phones up gesturing that they were recording.

"We're doing manhunt in real life, darling." Jack kissed your temple and wrapped his arn around your waist, holding you tight.

"Next time look before you run okay." You smiled still out of breath while kissing Jack's cheek.

"Enough with the PDA!" Tubbo yelled still recording you two.

"We havent even started!" Jack yelled back giving you a huge hug. Jack closed the distance between you two and gave you a passionate kiss on the lips while the two boys groaned in disgust.

"I think that's enough streaming for today boys." Tommy sighed.

"Sorry again, love. That won't happen again."

You and Jack walked hand in hand down the streets of London. People had to walk around you two because you were basically taking up the whole sidewalk and you weren't letting go of his hand anytime soon.

"It better not! I dont want to run after you again." You smiled as you bumped shoulders.

"And you wont have to!" He smiled back at you as you two continued to walk and people dodged the two of you.

"Have you ever thought of moving here?" Jack asked out of nowhere.

"I have actually! On the plane ride here I thought of leaving and moving to London." You thought about it constantly. It was nice being close to Jack and it was a major risk.

"Well wherever you're ready, I'll be here for you." Jack kissed your cheek. "And I wont run away when you come here!"

You two finally made it to your destination which was the cafe you two met at. It was busy at this time because it was the middle of the day and not the beginning. You two entered and took your seats by the window where you two usually sat.

"I love you. I missed this." Jack said.

"I love you too! And of course I missed this. Maybe you can show me more places around London and convince me to stay longer." You gave him a proposal.

"Longer than what?" Jack asked.

"Four weeks." You grinned.

Jack grabbed both of your hands and kissed the back of them. "Hell yeah. I get you for more than four weeks?!"

"That's if you show me places to stay longer." You teased.

"Okay babe. You like ferris wheels?"

[iwadori]

Haikyu boys when they take a joke/prank too far (Iwaizumi,Daichi)

Word count: 1.9K

Genre:angst,fluff

AN: In the spirit of April Fools I tried to make my first work based on that I hope you enjoy!! (LOL I can’t actually believe this was the first thing I’ve ever written)

Iwaizumi:

“Okay so it’s April Fools Day who are we going to prank?” asked Makki “One of the first years?”

“Do we have to prank someone this year..” replied Iwaizumi “so childish”

“Iwa-Chan!” Oikawa said “Don’t be such a spoil sport.”

“Anyways, it can’t be a first year they’re boring to prank a first year coach will be mad at us, we need someone else.”

Just then, you enter the gym, catching their eye as you approach the group sitting on Iwaizumi’s lap “Hey babe, I can still come over to yours to study right?” you ask.

“Yeah of course, practice finishes early so I'll be there before you.” He said

“Alright, see you then bye babe, bye guys” you said, giving Iwaizumi a kiss on the cheek sauntering off and waving at Makki, Mattsun and Oikawa.

“bye Y/N!” They teasingly responded in unison making you laugh.

As they watched you leave, it seemed as if a lightbulb pinged off in all of their heads (besides Iwaizumi) realizing who would be a great person to prank.  

After a lot of convincing, they finally got Iwaizumi in on the ‘harmless’ plan, all they needed to do now is wait on your arrival.

You’re finally done with school after a long and tiring day of exams upon exams and wanting nothing more than to cuddle with your boyfriend (after he teaches you Pythagoras theorem of course.) You did think he was acting weird when you met him this morning in the gym and throughout break and lunch but you just concluded that it was because he was having an ‘off’ day.

You reached his house and used a copy of his key that he gave you to enter we just enter houses up in this bitch  calling out his name “Zumi-babe, I'm here...”  

“Lets get this shit over with” you said tiredly

Upon entering, you notice none of the lights being on or curtains drawn ‘odd’ you think. You go upstairs going straight to his room hopefully to find your boyfriend in his bed or on his Xbox or something. To your surprise his bedroom door was somehow locked shut (even though not having a lock on his door anyways.) Suddenly, you hear creaks slowly trailing up the stairs and an eerie feeling surrounds you... now you start to feel pretty panicked jiggling the door handle to Iwaizumi’s door as it’s practically the only place you can go.

AN: I hate what I’m writing rn but onwards we right

The footsteps on the stairs start to quicken, and you almost certain that you felt something brush pass your shoulder only adding onto the panic and anxiety that you already feel. Ok, the footsteps on the stairs are basically right near you, so doing the only logical thing you can do you body slam the ‘person’ on the stairs as you motherfuckin should  as tears fill your eyes and you pick up bag bolting through the front door, slamming it shut now in full tears and shakingly scared.

You look behind you and see Iwaizumi’s front door re-open and out comes the ‘iNFaMouS sEiJOh fOuR’ in tears... of laughter. It seems that the boys were in laughing fits that their prank ‘payed off’ getting a reaction out of you. You couldn’t see Iwaizumi’s reaction, but you didn’t care you were hurt, annoyed and wanting to get into your bed.

Once you get home, you decide to block your so called ‘friends’ who decided to make you scared shitless and ignored Iwaizumi’s messages asking “where were you today”.... the AUDACITY.  

The next day, the boy’s seemed to realize the consequences of their actions after spending the whole day trying to get your attention only to be straight up ignored. Iwaizumi is immensely regretful after all his efforts to try talking to you were denied, he decided after his practice he was going to get you to talk to him or at least get you to listen to his apologies on what happened yesterday evening.

You left your clubroom and made your way to the school gate to go home.

“Y/N!” shouted Iwaizumi touching your shoulder making you flinch ‘wow did we really scare her that bad?”  

“What do you want iwa?” You asked very agitated

“Y/N I just want to apologize for yesterday, since it was April fools day and all the boys really wanted to prank someone and I-it just happened to be-”

“It just happened to be me. Right?” you interrupted “Gosh Iwaizumi, I was really scared.. I already had a tiring day and all I wanted was my boyfriend to teach me the stupid Pythagoras Theorem and cuddle me afterwards, but no you and your friends just had to be dicks for a day” you turn around planning to walk away before he grabs you again  

“Wait! Just wait y/n, im sorry and I wont ever prank you like that again” he pleaded

“.. and i’ll help you study?” he added pulling the sweetest face of all time to try and convince you  

“ugh, fine stop pulling that face... and you better teach me Pythagoras Theorem” you said rolling your eyes

“yeah yeah whatever you say y/n” he said pulling you under his arm and walking in the direction of his house.

A/N: WOW I DID NOT like the way this turned out but its my first official thing that I wrote hopefully HOPEFULLY MY WORK IMPROVES (I THINK IT WILL) SO please join me on this ‘ride’ in improving my work  

Daichi:

You decided this morning that you were NOT going to participate in your annual April Day Fool’s prank with Tanaka and Noya... only because of your not-so new boyfriend Daichi saying he didn’t need his teammates corrupting you any longer so you decided to not get involved. With that being said you wouldn’t even think of your boyfriend pulling a prank on you so you didn’t think you’re getting pranked today.

In the gym, the boys were doing the usual: Hinata and Kageyama running after eachother, Tanaka and Noya oogling Kiyoko, Tsukishima listening to music, Yama and Yachi going over club schedules whilst Daichi sat with Sugawara and Asahi.

“So are you pranking anyone today?” sugawara asked

“Pranking someone, isn’t that a bit too juvenile suga?” Asahi replied

“Not you silly, Daichi” said sugawara “With Y/N on his arm they always have to stay on eachothers toes right..she’s a ‘jokester’ right?”

“...right?” Daichi hadn’t thought of it that way, he did know of all your joking escapades before you even got together and how you still liked to joke around now as you date.. He didn’t want you to think that you thought he was too boring for you ?

“Ok. What type of prank should I pull on her..”

Daichi, Sugawara and Asahi (who didn’t really contribute to Suga’s scheming) made a plan for you to meet him at the gym locker with the claims that he had a ‘surprise’ for you .. oh how he was wrong.

Daichi: meet me at the gym locker I have something to show you  

Y/N: Ok!! I’ll be there in 5 minutes

Daichi was nervous, and that was an understatement he didn’t want things to go left and have you thinking he couldn’t even do a simple prank. Once you got there, he saw heard you talking to Sugawara and Asahi outside the door about him wondering where he was in which Suga told you inside the locker room.

“Hey babe” you greeted “what's the occasion in why we’re in here?”

“I...uh..um I need to get something one second” Daichi spoke quickly and rushed out the room closing the door leaving you confused. Minutes passed, and you were now impatient and kinda scared since the room was dusty, dark and cold definitely not your place to be in. You tried texting Daichi but just your luck you have no service ://  

As time went on you tried opening the door but it was jammed shut no hope opening at all you forgot you left your bag outside which of course had your inhaler which did not help the sudden shortness of breath you started to get because of your asthma and claustrophobia. All you wanted was to get out of this room and talk to … Daichi.

Daichi. How convenient that he manage to slip away before the door got closed hmm but he wouldn’t intentionally prank you after ALL the lectures he gave you about not doing pranks this year right?

You didn’t notice how you started to cry and whimper wanting to leave.

On the outside, Daichi heard your cries and ordered Sugawara and Asahi to find the key to immediately get you out which it seems to take a while because Daichi has now stopped hearing your tears making him gulp in fear thinking something bad has happened to you in there.

Sugawara comes to you handing Daichi the keys, his handing shaking as he tries to unlock the door when he eventually does he finds you passed out on the ground of the dusty storage room. Very cliché I know ://

You wake up in the Nurses Office a bit confused on how you got there until your eyes land upon Daichi, remembering how you locked you in the Storage room where you had an asthma attack and passed out. You turned your body away from Daichi not wanting to talk to him right now after the hypocrisy he did.

“Y/N.. Are you alright?” He asked

“Do I look alright?” You responded in a bored tone

“I am really sorry Y/N... I know what I said to you about not doing pranks this year but Sugawara roped me into this and I didn’t want you to think I was too boring for you so I thought doing this prank would make you see me in a different light” he said

“yeah i saw you in a different light alright” you sassed, you then realised what he said ‘too boring’ kind of feeling less mad and more sad that he feels this way “Dai, you’d never be to boring for me … you’re one of the most funness is that a word? guys I've ever met.”

“really?” he asked  

“Of course! I’m kind of still mad at you for letting this happen but I do sort of understand why” you said giving him a hug.

You were eventually cleared to go home and as you left the clinic you saw Asahi and Sugawara standing at the door.  

“Y/N WE’RE SORRY” they bowed to you waiting on your responses

You chuckled slightly at their cuteness and ruffled both of their hair “all is forgiven, just make sure there’s ‘pranks’ this year “

Which they agreed upon.  

A/N: WOW I DID NOT like the way these turned out but its my first official thing that I wrote hopefully HOPEFULLY MY WORK IMPROVES (I THINK IT WILL) SO please join me on this ‘ride’ in improving my work. Feedback is VERY MUCH APPRECIATED and request too since I will literally write whatever...

I may do a part 2 … any particular characters people want?

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The giving and the taking(SBI x Reader)

Pairing:sbi x reader

request/prompt:N/A

A/N: part 1

" leave now" you said, your voice dangerously low " this is your only warning"

your father and older brother left shortly after your threat. you were happy to finally be free of them, but something deep inside of you made you feel guilty, they were your only family after all. Shaking off the guilty feeling, you reentered your home, hanging up your hat as you gently walked to where the kitchen stood in the opposite corner of the open first floor. You dunked your head in the cauldron you used to clean your dishes, you had changed the water out a few hours ago, yet is was still icy cold. You took your head out after dunking it for a few seconds before a knock sounded at your door. You wiped your face off then went to open it.

"Hello boys" you greeted warmly. Sapnap,Dream and George stood gathered around your door "Dont just stand there, come on in". You ushered the three inside to your makeshift dining area.

"We want your help (y/n)" dream began, he had been fidgeting with his mask as george and sapnap tried their hardest to avoid eye contact. "You three are my best friends, id help you with anything you needed" you stated, folding your arms infront of you. "Would you even stand against your brothers?"

When the boys left, you felt completely conflicted, on one hand, they were your family, but on the other hand they had chosen their path a long time ago. you let out a heavy sigh, flopping down onto your bed and falling asleep to help clarify your mind.

"Daddy,Daddy look" five year old you exclaimed, holding a cool looking rock towards your father. "cool (y/n), im a bit busy right now kiddo" your father said, sparing a glance over at you from where he sat playing with your, two older and one younger ,brothers. Tiny you had a teary look in their eye as they turned around and went to their room. When Younger you entered their room, the tears began to roll down their cheek. They chucked the rock as far across the room as they could before the hiccuping sobs began. they fell asleep like that and was in that position against the door until techno had been sent up to get them for supper.

The next day, you had met dream at his house. it was pretty early when you came banging on his door, sunrise to be exact.

"(y/n)" dream groggily greeted "what are yo doing here this early" he questioned, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. with a detrimined look in your eyes, you responded "i want to fight alongside you, i want to help you out".

"(Y/N), are you sure?" dream asked, almost fully awake now "your one hundred percent sure?". "yes dream, i want to help, those two did nothing but hurt me for so long, consider this payback" a wicked grin formed on your face as dream gave you a small smile. "alright cool, me ad the others will come grab you when its time" he replied, nodding in your direction. "Thanks dream, i wont let you down" you laughed, giving your wings a few flaps before you began your short flight towards your home.

When you landed in your clearing, you saw our two brothers outside your door, Anger began to raidiate from you as you drew your sword from its hilt.

"What had i told you two the last time you were here?" you asked in a rather cool tone "i would have sworn i told you to never return, yet here you are". your sword held tightly in your hand as you pointed it at the two. "We just wanted to see if you might reconsider" wilbur started, raising his hands in surrender "We want to make amends with you (y/n), we really do, and we completely understand how much you must be hurting-"> You cut him off by pressing the sword to his throat "As i told our father, You lost your chance with me long time ago. if any of you actually cared, you would have actually tried to form a relationship with me" your eyes were glaring daggers into the two, you pointed your sword towards he woods "feel free to pass that message to dad, no wait, Philza and techno" your words fueling your burning hatred toward them "if i wanted to make amends i would have come to you, you are not my family and you lost that tie with me when i left".

The two exchanged a glance and left without another word. you finally felt free of their grasp, you were finally your own person.

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