#character: hm ann

[real-life-cloud]

hitting raggedy ann (and andy) with the mouse-ification beam . i've never felt joy like this before. life is truly beautiful ♥

[humblbee]

More baby

[averlym]

Can you do prompt 34 for araleyn?

no.34, gen: "you look happy" //sometimes i think too much about dlyh

[smolcatpilot]

And here are two ocs that I've yet to introduce! They are twins :3

[auntieoneandauntietwo]

Seeing as F’lar seems pretty angry with F’lon for “getting himself killed in that stupid duel” I would think he would have some pretty conflicting feelings about dueling in general. I’ve always thought F’lon’s death seemed tinged with suicide, especially because what dragonrider, especially a weyrleader, would be that quick to risk themself when they had a responsibility to their dragon and their weyr? (Yes I’m aware that masterharper goes into how he dies and suggests that Fax deliberately contrived to have him die, but honestly I pay very little attention to masterharper and F’lar wouldn’t have known any of that anyways) It’s repeatedly mentioned that riders won’t suicide when their dragons are alive, like when D’ram is mourning Fanna, so that coming from F’lon would add a lot of interest to the situation.

Taking all that into account, it would make sense for F’lar to have a lot of feelings about his duel with Fax. F��lar, so assured in his ability to be patient and bide his time, is compelled by an outside force to do something he would never otherwise do. He’s not just furious with Lessa because she made a dragonrider fight while on search, or because she controlled his mind, it’s also because for a moment he thought he was going to die just as stupidly as his father.

I also think this is a thing that F’lar could genuinely fear about Lessa. Early on in flight, when she does things like try to control the wingleaders in council meetings, he’s furious, but it would make more sense if he was actually afraid. He’s seen her power, it’s hurt him, and he doesn’t know what she’s going to do with it. Partly it makes a lot of sense to me if at the beginning he’s just as mistrustful of her as she is of him.

Plus this adds some more interest to F’lar’s character, because honestly? He doesn’t have much going on. AND in a pern where Fax and Meron are combined so that he doesn’t die right away, F’lar could come to terms with all of this in a later confrontation a with Meron, possibly including him learning that Meron had a hand in F’lon’s death.

[randomshipperhere]

Gagged. The Devil’s Advocate (1997) is a banger film. It felt like going to church. The guilt, shame, and tension stayed with me throughout the whole thing. Would I rewatch it? Highly unlikely but it’s a movie that’s gonna stay in my brain for a long while.

[caeliflammae]

anne rice said "erotica", the fans said "oh hm this is horror and abuse! let's turn this into a deeply upsetting character study about how abuse can create cruel people who perpetuate cycles."

iwtv (2022) writers said "this is a literal fucking saw trap" the fans said "but what if they were in love <3"

[awkwardauthorwrites]

Wildest Dreams - Part Two

Word Count: 4.1k

Themes: fluff, pining, tension

Summary: Ten years have passed since the events of Hogwarts Legacy and Y/N is invited back as part of a reunion to celebrate. 

Warnings: Potential spoilers for HL. All characters are aged up and around 25/26 years old

Find Part One here

Sebastian apparted them to a quiet hillside with a beautiful, large cottage resting at the top. Although it was dark out, the faint light coming from the full moon allowed Y/N to see the intricate stonework of the L-shaped house and the garden that lay outside that was obviously well taken care of. She couldn’t see it, but she could hear the gentle swell of the ocean and smell the salt in the air. 

“Where are we?”

“Ominis and Anne’s house.” He turned to hold his hand out for hers before guiding them forward slowly. “I moved in so I could help Anne with her pregnancy and the first few months with the baby. They live in that section of the house, but they’re hopefully fast asleep.”

“Trying to sneak me in like a late night conquest?”

“First, you would never be a conquest to me.” The look Sebastian sent her sent a flash of heat through Y/N’s body that warmed her all the way to her toes. “Second, is it that bad I want you to myself for a while before my sister steals you from me?” 

“Ah yes, the infamous Sallow charm,” she gave him a teasing smile as he led her inside, a hand on the small of her back as he guided her through the dark interior and into the kitchen. With a slight wave of his hand the lamps that were dotted around the room came to life, revealing a figure sitting at the table. 

“Fuck - Ominis!” Sebastian glared at his brother-in-law. “What have I told you about sitting around in the dark?”

“Is it dark?” Ominis tilted his head to the side. “I couldn’t tell.” Y/N couldn’t help but laugh quietly at his words despite her heart still racing and he turned his head in her direction curiously. “Y/N? Is that you?” He stood up and made his way over to them, one hand skirting along the table to help him navigate. 

“It’s good to see you again, Ominis.” Y/N pulled him into a tight hug before releasing him and taking a step back so she stood next to Sebastian again. 

“I’d say the same but…” He chucked at his own poor joke and held his hands out to her, a silent request to trace her features. Y/N took his hands and placed them on her face, her eyes slipping closed as his fingers moved over the scar on her temple. “Still starting fights?”

“Does it really matter who started it as long as I finish them?”

“No, I suppose not.” Ominis released her face and took a small step back. “Why are you back so early?”

“It got boring,” Sebastian shrugged and leant against the kitchen wall, his gaze not leaving Y/N. 

“So you decided to steal the guest of honour as you left?”

“I’ve got to be a bad influence on her somehow for old times sake.”

“Hm.” Ominis didn’t exactly sound pleased, but Y/N could see the smile on his face. “I’m going to head to bed. I assume you’ll be spending the night, so I’ll see you at breakfast, Y/N.”

“That’s a bit presumptuous.”

“Am I wrong, though?” Ominis offered her a wry smile before making his way up the staircase located in the back corner of the kitchen. Y/N heard a soft click as a door closed and Sebastian came to stand behind her. 

“Do you want to get out of this dress?” Y/N turned to look up at him with raised eyebrows and watched his face turn red. “I didn’t - I mean, I wouldn’t mind but that’s not…” He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “What I meant was, do you want me to lend you something to wear?” 

“Yes, please.” Sebastian stopped to grab a bottle of firewhiskey from the cupboard, as well as two glasses, before leading her out of the kitchen and to the right, through what Y/N assumed was the living room. There was another staircase on this side of the house and Sebastian ushered her up and pointed her in the direction of his room. Y/N closed the door behind them as he walked over to his dresser and set their drinks down before rummaging through one of the drawers.

“I can’t give you anything of Anne’s without waking her up, is this alright?” Sebastian pulled out a long sleeved shirt and some pyjama bottoms for her. 

“Only if you help me out of this dress,” Y/N watched as Sebastian visibly gulped and his face and neck turned a brilliant shade of red. She turned her back to him and brushed her hair out of the way to show him the small buttons that ran up the back of the dress. “Please?”

“You’re going to be the death of me.”

“Save the theatrics for when I’m in your clothes.”

“Darling,” Sebastian groaned, his hands coming to rest on her waist from behind. “When I asked you to flirt with me I didn’t think it would be like this.”

“Like what?” Y/N brought her hands up to hold the bodice of her dress in place as Sebastian began to undo her buttons, his fingers brushing against every inch of exposed skin in a way that set Y/N’s nerves on fire. 

“Don’t play coy, you know exactly what you’re doing to me.”

“I did warn you,” Y/N laughed quietly as she felt him undo the last of the buttons.

“You did,” he agreed, voice low as he trailed a finger down her spine softly. “Is it later?”

“Give a girl the chance to get dressed first, Sallow.”

“Oh right. Yes. I’ll - hallway?” Sebastian stammered, one finger pointing at the door behind them. Y/N bit her lower lip to hold back a smile as she took in how flustered he was. It was a rare sight (in fact, she didn’t think she had ever seen it before) and it brought a sense of gratification knowing she was the one who had turned the charming man into a stuttering mess.

“Just turn around.” Sebastian nodded once before turning his back to her, resting his head on the wall gently. Y/N quickly shed the dress and pulled on Sebastian’s clothes, pulling a face as she tried to hitch the pants up as far as she could. “I feel like a child playing dress up.” Sebastian chuckled and turned back around to face her, his eyes darkening as they roamed over her. “I look ridiculous.”

“You look ravishing.”

“Oh shush,” Y/N turned her back to him so he couldn’t see her blush and poured out two drinks for them while he quickly changed as well. She picked the pins out of her hair while she waited for him and took a sip of the firewhiskey to steady her hands as she listened to him shuffle out of his clothing. She didn’t dare move until he came to stand behind her, his hand resting on her waist gently as he leant over to grab his glass. Y/N grabbed the bottle and her own glass before taking a seat on the bed and crossing her legs so she could face him. 

“To us,” Sebastian toasted.

“To later,” Y/N clicked her glass against his and took another sip of the drink. The liquid burned the back of her throat, but warmed the rest of her body and gave her the surge of confidence she needed. “You said earlier you always wanted to kiss me. How long have you felt that way?”

“Since fifth year.”

“Sebastian, that was ten years ago!”

“What can I say? I’ve always known what I wanted.” The look he gave her offered more heat than the drink and Y/N found herself drinking a little more to calm her nerves.

“Am I just a want to you?”

“No. Definitely not.” He brushed some hair from her eyes. “You are everything to me.”

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

“How long have you felt the same?”

“Since fifth year,” Y/N murmured shyly. She had assumed all of the under-the-radar flirting he had done back in school was just a part of his charm and that he was the same with all the other girls, but that hadn’t stopped her from thinking about him all the time. It had only gotten worse the more time she spent with him and she started to realise that not only was he charming to a fault, but he was also kind and smart and funny and flawed. 

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

“Touché.” They sat in a comfortable silence, both absorbed in their own thoughts. “I wouldn’t mind either, by the way.”

“Mind what?” he asked. Y/N gave him a look and waited for the sickle to drop. It took him a moment to recall the words he had said in the kitchen, how he wouldn’t mind getting her out of her dress in a less than pure sense. “Oh. Oh.” He tilted her chin up gently, his fingers brushing along her jaw in a way that made it feel like every inch of her was on fire. “While I would love nothing more, we have all the time in the world for that later, darling. Plus, it would probably be better to wait until we don’t have to be quiet because my sister and best friend are sleeping a few doors down.”

“Silencing charms were invented for a reason.”

“And you call me the rake.” He took her empty glass and set it on the bedside table next to his, turning back around just in time to catch her stifling a yawn. “Oh I’m sorry, am I boring you?” Y/N nudged him and looked like she was about to snap back at him but instead let out another yawn before groaning dramatically and flopping onto the bed so she was laying down. Sebastian brushed some hair from her forehead, his fingers lingering on the mark on her temple gently. “Do you want me to leave you to sleep?”

“No, stay. Please?” The look on her face melted his heart and he couldn’t find it in him to say no. Instead he lay down himself and covered them both with the blanket before rolling over to face Y/N and placed a sweet kiss on her forehead.

“Get some sleep, darling. I’m right here.”

*~*~*~*~*

Sebastian woke up to the sunlight streaming in through a small gap in his curtains and looked down at Y/N, who was still fast asleep beside him. At some point in the night she had curled up to his side, her head nearly resting on his shoulder as she slept peacefully. He gently brushed some hair from her face and tucked it behind her ear, his hand lingering on her cheek for longer than necessary. He watched as she began to stir and her eyes fluttered open to look at him.

“Morning.”

“Morning.” Y/N smiled shyly and Sebastian was delighted to notice a faint flush on her face. He brushed her cheek gently, a teasing smirk on his face as her blush deepened.

“I could get used to this,” Sebastian trailed his fingers up her jaw slowly, moving round to the back of her neck before lightly running down her back. 

“Get used to what?”

“Waking up beside you.” He rested his hand on her lower back and gently pulled her closer. Y/N buried her face into the pillow and pulled the blanket up to cover her face. “Where have you gone?” he laughed, trying to tug the duvet away from her.

“It’s too early for you to be this charming.”

“I’m always charming.” He succeeded in getting the blanket away from her and was rewarded by her demure smile. “You, on the other hand, could do with being a lot less gorgeous first thing in the morning. How is that fair?” Y/N couldn’t help but laugh quietly at his response, her hand hesitantly trailing over his bicep. She watched his throat bob as she lightly traced her way over his collarbone and came to rest over his thundering heart. 

“Nervous?” she asked innocently, a coy smile playing on the edge of her mouth. “Pretty woman in your bed, and all that?”

“Darling,” his voice was considerably lower and he reluctantly removed his hand from her back to hold hers against his chest. “I thought we cleared up last night that you’re the only woman I want in my bed.”

“All you said was you wanted to kiss me since fifth year.”

“I’m pretty sure I followed that with telling you that you mean everything to me.” He narrowed his eyes at her playfully and tugged her closer, her body pressed against his in a way that set every nerve ending on edge. “Were you not listening to me?”

“My mind was occupied.”

“With what?” he asked. Her answering grin and raised eyebrow was nothing short of wicked and Sebastian felt his heart stutter in his chest. Y/N laughed quietly and wound her hand up his chest to play with the hair on the back of his head. “You’re going to be the death of me.”

“I’d say I’m sorry but - ”

“Sebastian, are you awake?” There was a gentle knock on his door. Y/N froze, her eyes going wide as Sebastian groaned quietly, his eyes sliding shut.

“I’m up, Anne. I’ll be out in a moment.” His forehead came to rest on her shoulder and she could hear him mutter about his sister’s poor timing. 

“I’m about to do the washing, do you need anything cleaned?” Anne tried to open his door. “Why is your door locked?” Sebastian rolled out of bed, moving faster than Y/N had seen him before, waving his wand to unlock the door.

“Must have just been stuck,” he opened the door to greet his sister, his frame blocking her view of the room, and more importantly her still in his bed. “Nothing needs cleaning, I’ll be down in a moment.”

“Why are you being strange?”

“I’ve not long woken up, Anne, give me a break.”

“Is there someone in your room, Sebastian?”

“What? No. Don’t be ridiculous.”

“Morning everyone.” Y/N felt herself physically cringe as Ominis joined the twins in the hallway. “Is everything alright?”

“Sebastian has someone in his room.”

“Anne,” he groaned and lightly banged his head on the doorframe, “no I don’t.” Y/N didn’t need to be able to see through doors to know Ominis was tilting his head to the side. 

“Good morning, Y/N.”

“Morning,” she grimaced and climbed out of the bed to stand by Sebastian, attempting to tame her hair as she did so. Anne looked surprised to see her and although Ominis was looking slightly to her right, she could still see the smirk on his features that was meant for her. “It’s good to see you both again.”

“A bit presumptuous, was I?” Ominis chuckled and placed a hand on Anne’s shoulder. “Come, my love, Sebastian can show Y/N where she can freshen up for breakfast before we accost them.” He pulled her back down the hall gently, shooting a glance at the pair before they both went down the stairs.

“Well,” Sebastian let out a breath. “There goes my plan to pretend I asked you round for breakfast this morning.” His face flushed and he rubbed the back of his neck nervously as he looked down at her. “I’m sorry, Y/N.”

“No harm, no foul. Although, I feel like Anne is currently assuming the worst of me.”

“She would never.” Sebastian’s voice was full of conviction, as if it was a ridiculous notion that Anne would ever think of her poorly. “By the time we make it downstairs she’ll be over the shock and will probably be telling me I told you so over breakfast.” He led her down the hall, showing her where she could freshen up before shutting the door quietly behind her. Y/N moved as quick as she could, splashing water on her face to remove the traces of makeup she had forgotten to remove the night before and tying her hair in a simple braid. She made her way back to Sebastian’s room when she was done and walked in without knocking, her eyes going wide at the sight in front of her.

“Sorry!” Y/N’s face burned as she turned around and pressed her forehead to the cool wall as she covered her eyes. Sebastian laughed from behind her and stepped close, his finger running down her spine gently before he turned her back around.

“All of those flirtatious remarks last night and you go the colour of a Gryffindor’s robes when you see me without a shirt on?” Sebastian teased, grasping her chin gently so he could angle her face towards his. “You’ve seen me like this before.” Y/N couldn’t help but look back down at his bare torso, his shirt unbuttoned and hanging from his shoulders. The fluttering in her stomach that seemed to appear whenever Sebastian was around had turned into a full-fledged swarm as a kaleidoscope of butterflies ran amok within her. 

“No I haven’t.” She made herself look back up and above his head so she wouldn’t have to see the shit-eating grin on his face.

“Yes you have,” Sebastian chuckled and tried to meet her eyes again. “Or do you not remember the day I saved your life in the lake?” The confidence he exuded with the sentence made Y/N eyes snap back to his, a glare on her features as she flicked him in the arm. 

“I think we remember that day very differently, considering I wouldn’t have needed saving if you had just trusted me.”

“You were swimming into a whirlpool in the middle of the lake, you’re lucky you didn’t drown.”

“There was a cave there! If anything, what nearly made me drown was some buffoon clinging onto me as we both went under.”

“This buffoon pulled you out into said cave.”

“And right into a spider den,” Y/N laughed as he shuddered at the memory and belatedly noticed that her hand was on Sebastian’s chest, her fingers tracing over a raised mark on his right pectoral. “What’s this?”

“Oh,” Sebastian chuckled nervously and placed his hand over hers, hiding the mark from view. “You’re going to laugh.”

“Probably.” She swatted his hand away and stood a little closer, her finger moving along the curved line slowly. “Is this…?”

“Yes,” he sighed in defeat and gave her a sheepish smile. “Ominis and I thought it would be fun to try and give each other tattoos when we turned eighteen after leaving school. You can probably tell we didn’t do a very good job of it.” That was the understatement of the year. The mark held no ink, and if anything, it looked more like an old faded scar than a tattoo. Y/N tilted her head as she traced the shape again, a sly smile on her face.

“So you both decided that out of all the things you wanted permanently etched to your skin you wanted the snake from the Slytherin crest?” Her lip twitched as Sebastian nodded bashfully and she repressed the urge to laugh. 

“Does Ominis have a matching one?”

“His took a little better because of his pale skin - the prick - but yes, he does. It’s faint, but it’s there.”

“What did Anne have to say about this?”

“Oh, she was furious. Kept telling us how only criminals and people in the circus marked themselves like this.” Y/N finally let the laughter bubble out as she imagined Anne reprimanding the pair and they both more than likely stood there and took it like scolded school boys. Sebastian’s features softened at her laugh, his heartbeat picking up speed as Y/N began to subconsciously trace shapes between the freckles that covered his chest. 

“You know, I’ve always wondered how far that blush goes,” Y/N commented innocently, her finger winding its way down his chest slowly. Sebastian gulped as she came to a stop at the bottom of his sternum and gave him a demure smile. “I didn’t think it would be here.”

“Where did you think it would stop?”

“I’ve always pictured you with a full-body blush.”

“You’ve pictured me?”

“Mhm.” The light movement of her fingers on his bare skin burned as she slowly trailed between each freckle on his chest. He knew she could feel how embarrassingly fast his heart was beating in his chest but he didn’t care. He was enamoured by her and he didn’t care who knew it. He brought a hand up to rest on the back of her neck, gently pulling her forward until there was little space left between them as he tangled his fingers through her hair. “Seb?”

“Yes, darling?”

“Are you ever going to kiss me?”

“Would you like it if I did?”

“I’m not going to dignify that with a response.” He laughed as she rolled her eyes at him and wound an arm around her waist to pull her closer. Y/N cocked her head to the side, remembering that smile on his face from their fifth year. More often than not it meant trouble, but sometimes, like right now, he paired it with the same look on his face that he had right now. One that was almost soft. 

“Use your words, darling. What do you want?” He brushed his thumb across her lower lip as he leant towards her, his forehead resting on hers. Y/N narrowed her eyes at him and tried to close the gap between them to kiss him, but Sebastian pulled back fractionally, amusement sparkling in his eye as her frown deepened and a gorgeous pout fell on her lips. “Have I told you recently how beautiful you are?”

“Apart from earlier when you had me in your bed?”

“I believe the word I used then was gorgeous.”

“Well, if you want to be pedantic about it. Not since last night.”

“You did look beautiful last night,” Sebastian nodded thoughtfully, his nose bumping hers softly, “I think this version of you is my favourite, though.”

“What do you mean?”

“Right now, first thing in the morning. Barely awake and tucked to my side…” Y/N brought both of her hands up to rest on his chest as Sebastian’s grip tightened on her waist, her fingers brushing his collarbone delicately. “I meant what I said earlier. I could get used to waking up beside you. Every day.”

“For how long?”

“For the rest of our lives.” Y/N’s breathing stilled at his words, at the raw emotion and sincerity on his face as he spoke. She felt the back of her eyes burn and tried to look away but he held her in place and kissed her cheek gently. “Do you know what you do to me? How completely and hopelessly you enrapture me? You’re bewitching.”

“Was that a pun?” 

“Shall I use a different word?” he murmured. His thumb stroked her cheeks gently, her skin burning in its path. “You’re exquisite, flawless, downright ethereal.”

“Seb…” 

“From that very first day you smiled at me, you had me. I fell for you harder and faster than anyone I’ve ever met before. My heart was yours before I knew nothing more than your name.”

“My heart is yours too, you walnut. It’s only ever been yours. From the very first moment.”

“I adore you, Y/N Y/L/N.”

He finally closed the gap between them and pressed his lips to hers so gently that Y/N thought her heart would burst out of her chest. She wound her hands up and into his hair, pulling him impossibly closer as she kissed him back and he nipped at her lower lip. His grip on her waist tightened pleasantly, holding her body against his so every inch of them was touching, and Sebastian swore he had died when she pushed his shirt off his shoulders and ran her fingers down his back. They broke away as Ominis called for them from downstairs, both of their faces tinged pink as they took in each other’s swollen lips and tousled hair. Sebastian leant back in to press one more sweet, toe-curling kiss on her lips.

“I’m going to marry you one day,” he muttered against her lips, his mouth curling into a smile as he heard her breath hitch.

“I’ll be the one in white.”

Epilogue

[creatingblackcharacters]

Hi! I was wondering if you could make a lesson on the whitewashing of biracial characters and how biracial people are used to whitewash black characters.

I’m biracial so this is a subject I’m very passionate about, but I’ve noticed that there is almost no good representation out there, as almost all of it is A: A way to give black characters white features (green eyes, loose hair, euro-centric facial features) with the explanation of “oh, it’s just because they have a white parent”, B: A biracial character raised by their white parent because their black parent is out of the picture, or C: Somewhat implied because their actor is biracial.

This also happens a lot in live action adaptations, the directors will cast a biracial actor for an established black character but never try and address it.

I know this is probably kinda rambling now, but there’s just no good rep for us biracial girlies because all representations seem to be whitewashed versions of our lives. In fact, I’ve found the only character who represents me is Anne from Amphibia, and she isn’t biracial! She’s Thai!

Also, some examples of biracial characters or characters cast with biracial actresses would be:

G3 (live action) Clawdeen from Monster High

The girl from Ginny and Georgia

One of the girls from the live-action Bratz movie (still don’t know why they did that)

Summer from Wonder

I might just have to extend my anon section to Saturday bc on god I keep forgetting to turn them off 😭

Black please. It is definitely one of my pet peeves, the idea that every biracial kid is gonna look like Zendaya, which gives the excuse of drawing features closer to whiteness while claiming diversity. Admittedly, I do have an OC that has green eyes bc of her white daddy, but there's also more depth behind it than ye olde "I needed a reason for my character to have white features". I've spoken about this topic across most of my lessons, and my next lesson coming up is on whitewashing, but you're asking about one completely dedicated. Hm. I will see what I can do.

[kaizensluvr]

hellooo can I request chishiya, niragi and ann tickling their s/o please? :)

chishiya, niragi, & an tickling gn s/o, and you tickling them

author note! ofc u can ;) includes tickling those aib characters aswell

shuntaro chishiya

it started out of curiosity, and as they say, curiosity killed the cat. you wanted to see if you can elicit any reaction from this man from physical touch besides stiffness. as you walked up behind him, you tried tickling his neck. no response except a stiffness and “what are you doing y/n?” you thought it was over then, but no he’s mastered all the places where you’re most ticklish. you’re done for. one time you were just washing your face, and he knocked on the door asking for a towel, so you let him in, the he came up behind you and started tickling your stomach. you ended up spraying water on him. and what’s even more annoying is the fact that he acts all innocent by teasing you for his entertainment.. “what are you talking about? i didn’t even touch you i was just getting a towel??” he only stops when you’re out of breath, begging him.

suguru niragi

you two were cuddling as usual after a day of him patrolling. then you messed up by saying “hm.. i wonder if the strong niragi is ticklish.” to which he replied by saying “don’t even try anything you’ll regret, brat.” if only you listened to his warning, because as soon as you started tickling his arms, your arms were pinned above your head and he was sitting on top of you. “i told you not to try anything you’ll regret baby.” and he tickles you MERCILESSLY. you ain’t pulling that again, the only way you can get him to stop is to bribe him with kisses. “‘ragi stop!! i’ll give you as many kisses as you want, promise!!”

rizuna an

she was mad at you. ever since you started making negative comments about yourself every morning she would personally feel offended that you would even dare say that about her beloved. one day as you were looking at your reflection in the mirror, she heard you mumble something about how you wish you had a prettier face. lemme tell you she did not let that slide, she knows that you’re very sensitive to touch so she stomps over to you and holds you in her arms so you don’t fall over while she tickles you. you kept saying something over the lines of “an stop! i can’t stop laughing please!” to which she replied by telling you she won’t stop till you say 10 things that are beautiful about yourself. as for you tickling her, one time you guys were driving back from a game and you had placed your hand on her thigh, and she tried to hard to hold it in but she was laughing. that’s the only place she’s ticklish in, thing is she won’t laugh if she’s knows you’ll tickle her. so that’s a one time thing.

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[crushedsweets]

h music moon anon back again

what instruments do u think each creep would play? i think toby would play drums or something as an outlet for his emotions

tim plays an ancient acoustic guitar that’s missing like 2 strings and the wood is literally rotting (he’s had it since like 1999 and refuses to get rid of it)

nina sings. she defo had a yt cover channel at one point

unsure for the rest.. hm

- 🌙

oo. omg. yes. i like this. just a reminder that i really have no experience with instruments but i think its cool. half/most of these characters DON'T play in my au, BUT IF THEY DID....

toby and drums for sure, BUT realistically his parents would never let that happen in their house and he wouldn't really wanna put in the effort to get a drum set to the cabin. but listen. harmonica toby. yeah. not expanding

tim and acoutstic guitar but its fucked up and ugly and he only keeps it because he's attatched to it but its so bad

nina singing is also sooo fucking canon. she'd prob try to learn guitar at some point but then realized she had to cut her nails and callous her fingers, so she gave up immediately LMFAOO

brian... mmm... honestly guitar is pretty fitting for him too. he'd be one of those guys at parties who starts playing and he's so incredibly mediocre at it.

i feel like i could see like. childhood kate playing the piano cuz her mom wants her to. but she was always complaining and whining and getting mad about it, and then her life was ruined by the operator when she was like 14, so.. she couldnt play even if she tried

natalie also wouldnt play anything, but i could see her like having one of those fucked up out of tune pianos thrown in the barn that she found for free on the side of the road and had to get tims truck to move it. idk if anyone knows rio romeo, but how their piano sounds basically.. WHICH I LIKE. i love it.

jack and liek a fucking flute. i legit have no reason to explain this, but jack and a flute. bros lung capacity is crazy

sally and . yall know how lisa simpson is with the saxophone or whatevr. yeah. little sally with a saxophone half her size

ben also would not play shit, but i could see him trying to make music with like. the computer. i really dont know what its called but im sure u guys get what im talking about

NOW JEFF. jeffs parents would have let him get a drum set in the garage (he wouldve bullied his own parents into agreeing to it). he wouldve thought he was sooo fucking cool and soooooo fucking funny when he was so severely NOT.

liu and another like, flute clarinet saxophone type thing.. mayhaps the piano. something classy or whatever i guess

jane and the piano. cannot accept anything else.

lulu and.. the harp... her family was crazy rich growing up...... she plays the damn harp.

ann and a violin. cant explain it. sorry. but ann and a violin.

sadie and something goofy and like playful like a tambourine.. dancing around slapping the thing and her dress is all bouncing w her and aww.

dina and also something like classy i guess. im inclined to put her w the harp too cuz like angel wings and yeah idfk . but theres no way more than 1 of them plays the harp so ill put this bitch on the piano !!!

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Could I get the aib characters crying in front of their s/o please :0?

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Not just one but two, ARISU lost two important people in his lives. A death of two close friends is as painful as a death of a relative - painful. Made aware of his own suffering in silence, you kept sticking by his side, keeping him grounded and reminding him that the games doesn't wait for anyone, that no one is going to save themselves except their own selves.

So when the 10 of Hearts game commenced inside the Beach, losing you mid way of the game and catching sight of a similar beach wear like yours, body laying lifelessly down on the red carpeted floor, Arisu felt like the hollowness in him is resurfacing; ready to suck in all the life out of him.

As Usagi kept dragging him out of the burning facade, all he could think of were the words he wished he could have told you. All the unspoken words that will forever be unspoken.

"There you are!" He hears your soft voice speaking to him, whipping his head to look at you, giving you a kind of look.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" You asks, chuckling. "Hey, don't look at me like I'm a ghost!" You chuckle again.

With no words spoken, the tears that he has been holding in finally fell down and cascaded his face, arms thrown around your frame, hugging you tightly.

He didn't want to be swallowed by that hollowing feeling anymore. He's gone through a lot. He didn't want to be hollow anymore. With you, he'll be fine. And he'll like that just fine.

At a game like this, CHISHIYA wonders why do you have to play the role of a hero and save others when they barely save yours? No matter how much you reason with him, no matter how much logical thinking and reasoning he's making, he just couldn't understand you.

And maybe, that's what made him fall for you. An exact opposite of him. Opposite do attract, as they say. Opposites yet each other filling the gaps of what the other needs. To say the least, a perfect match.

Almost being fallen over a burning debris and rushing out of the burning building, he will scold you once getting out and into safety. Telling you to quit your little heroic actions.

"What about me? Did you think of me when you were almost getting fallen over? If you want to save lives, think of me too."

He knows it's a selfish request, but a part of him will die if you do. You may have fallen for him first but he fell harder. He loves you so much and the mere thought of you dying will leave him crushed.

Nevermind if something happened to him, NIRAGI cares more for your well being than his. Raging inside the burning building, looking for at the bodies and making sure you aren't one of them.

Though yours isn't in the main lobby, what are the odds that yours could be somewhere in the rooms? Body having already engulfed in flames? Niragi's stunned on the outside but freaking out on the inside.

That can't be. His sweet petal can't die on him. He has so much to give them.

And as he gets out of the burning building with Aguni and seeing your well being outside, he'd let himself be weak and fall into his knees, crying and pouring his heart out.

Expect that Niragi won't leave you alone after that!

KUINA would look back and watch as the flames engulf the rest of the infrastructure, the blazing orange color reflecting against her face as she cried softly and heartbreaking.

She is like a bird who's cage door has finally been open, left for the bird to fly away and freely, regaining it's freedom. But she didn't want that. She wanted you alive and by her side. But it looks like, it's not happening.

Ann had never seen her cry like that before. And it is heart breaking to see her cry like that. Hearing her mutter "I'm sorry" multiple times under her breath.

"Hm? Who are you sorry for?"

Kuina would stop from her cries and slowly turn her head to look up at you, peering down at her face.

"I'm sorry I couldn't join you on the way out! I tripped and my foot suddenly began to cramp." You say, giving her a soft smile. "Sorry for making you worried!"

Kuina's young and you being her first love, she'll do anything to keep you safe.

He may appear calm but KARUBE is ready to kill anyone who harms you in any way they could think of.

He's naturally caring towards you, Arisu and Chota. And the thought him losing you is going to be too much for him to bear. Not when the ring he planned to use to propose to you is already tucked inside the safety of his pocket.

But to figure out that he doesn't have much time left and he's going to die in some place like this with you? Karube already considers going down with you. Not letting death be the reason why you two will separate.

A part of him would be so upset at the situation, he wanted to see you in white and hear people start calling you by his last name. But it looks like...he'll never be able to see and hear those. Nothing but a dying wish.

"You guys! I finally figured how to win! Come out of your hiding spots and trust me!" He hears your voice in his headset, a spark of hope igniting in him.

Maybe, this isn't where he bows down just yet.

TAGS: @aikerx @retrospacealien @chishiya-of-diamonds @boowoomuu @ang3liclov3ly @kenqki @shadowheads-shitshow @lunoxxy @supercoffeeblogs @laylasbunbunny

[iwritenarrativesandstuff]

Alright here's the sun and moon signs for the P5 characters whose birthdays I could find. (Moon signs sometimes transition on the same day, so I picked the one that seemed most likely in that instance.)

*Mandatory disclaimer that I am not an astrologer nor do I wish to be, as I am not a believer in this sort of thing. I'm doing this for fun and because the information is there. As you do.

Ryuji Sakamoto (July 3rd, 1999): Cancer Sun, Aquarius Moon

A desire for independence and new experiences offsets the usual cautiousness of Cancer. Restless and rebellious, they can be viewed as arrogant or impatient, but also generous and protective of the underdog.

This works pretty well, other than that this combination is supposed to be a lot more in their head "deep thinkers", of which Ryuji... definitely is not lol

Ann Takamaki (November 12th, 1999): Scorpio Sun, Sagittarius Moon

Compassionate and idealistic, they often serve as guiding lights to others. Very warmhearted, humanitarian and a romantic at heart, yet also aloof at times and strong-willed, as they are determined to create their own path in life.

Yeah, this suits Ann well.

Yusuke Kitagawa (January 28th, 2000): Aquarius Sun, Scorpio Moon

A powerful and magnetic personality with a blend of both intense passion and intellectual detachment. They study human nature, see hidden potentials, and have an intense sense of individualism. While they try to repress petty feelings, they can easily carry around immense resentment and contempt if left unchecked.

Holy shit. That's Yusuke almost to a tee.

Makoto Niijima (March 23rd, 1998): Taurus Sun, Capricorn Moon

Calm and sympathetic, but with a tough and determined inner core. Prone to worry and anxiety, they may hold themselves back for fear of damaging their future with risks. They are loyal and witty, and are often good at giving advice. Have a lot of repressed anger.

Yep, that sounds like Makoto. There's some more info on how they tend towards humour and have some talent in creative outlets, which isn't so much her, but that's only after they conquer their fears. Maybe Makoto will ease up more over time.

Futaba Sakura (February 19th, 2001): Pisces Sun, Capricorn Moon

A blend of opposite traits; both a romantic and a realist, both sympathetic and pragmatic. While they don't tend to love taking on a lot of responsibility, they have an ambitious side to them that loves a good challenge. They tend to show their compassion by taking more practical measures to help people out.

Not bad for Futaba, honestly.

Haru Okumura (December 5th, 1998): Sagittarius Sun, Cancer Moon

Calm and assured, Cancer's caution offsets the Sagittarius urge to jump into things. They are receptive, open-minded, sincere, and have a competent air about them. They are intuitive and usually very good at sensing whether a person is trustworthy or not.

I still don't know Haru as well as the other characters, but this seems decent enough from what I've seen of her!

Kasumi Yoshizawa (March 25th, 2001): Aries Sun, Pisces Moon

Creative and self-expressive, but prone to insecurity and uncertainty. Often project an image of being bold, adventurous and decisive but can be held back by inner passivity and sensitivity. Tend towards a rich fantasy life and are very artistic.

I think it checks out for Kasumi!

Goro Akechi (June 2nd, 1998): Gemini Sun, Virgo Moon

Self-expression is extremely important to them, in writing, speech, and debate. Charming, analytical, and communicative, they love having an audience for their ideas, but they are also high-strung, set impossible standards, and can become hypercritical the more discontent they are.

Hm. I think that's actually not bad from what I've seen of him so far.

Sadly, Morgana has no birthday listed and I don't think I can make a good guess for him either. However, I will make a guess for Joker's birthday as being P5's release date because... well, just look at this.

Ren Amamiya / Akira Kurusu (September 15th, 1999): Virgo Sun, Scorpio Moon

Outwardly reserved with a cool demeanor, but inwardly intensely emotional, they are highly driven by instinct and passion even as they are guided by rationality. Gentle, dedicated and soft-spoken but also persistent, innovative and tough. Highly secretive with their feelings. Very perceptive.

Uh. Yeah. That's him.

[alwayschasingrainbows]

I was tagged by @norbertsmom - thank you so, so much!

Tag game: tag 9 people you’d like to get to know better.

Last song: the lakes by Taylor Swift (I swear, each time somebody tags me in a music game, I always end up with a lot of Taylor Swift's songs!)

Currently watching: (or rather, currently failing to watch;)): Tale of Nine Tailed 1938, Percy Jackson. I adore both shows, make no mistake, but I find it hard to watch with my real life obligations and my to-read list. But I truly hope to watch more this weekend!

Three ships: Only three? So... Percabeth, Everlark and Valarney, I guess:)

Favorite color: violet!

Currently consuming: At this moment- nothing, because I am cooking dinner. Last thing I ate was GoActive protein pudding (salted caramel). Really good! (And I am not much into fitness or healthy eating... Just truly like this pudding!).

First ship: Anne Shirley/Gilbert Blythe (Shirbert).

Relationship status: Single as a pringle (otherwise known as Still-Waiting-For-A-Prince-Charming-To-Come-And-Sweep-Me-Off-My-Feet or Happily-In-Love-With-Many-Fictional-Characters!). But I am not unhappy about it.

Last movie: Movie... hm... let me think... I think it was Murder In The Orient Express (Hercule Poirot), with David Suchet. Rewatch, of course!

Currently working on:

Cooking a dinner:) - I mean, at this very second!

Thank you so, so much for the ask!

Tagging (why only 9?):

@autumnrose11 , @no-where-new-hero, @smolgreybunny , @sparklepink12k , @sweetnessofspring, @bewareofitalics , @the-lily-blooms-late , @mzannthropy @the-piper-and-the-lion If they weren't tagged and want to participate!

But I'll be honest - I would absolutely LOVE to get to know ALL of my mutuals, so if that's allowed (probably not, but I'll take my chances):

I tag all my mutuals who feel like taking part in this game! And everyone who wants to participate!

[gentlebeardsbarngrill]

04/29/24 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; Samba Schutte; Wendy & The Mocats; FibreArtsBrigade; Gentlebeard Wedding Week; Fan Spotlight; Cast Cards; OFMD Colouring Pages; Our Flag Means Fanfiction Minisode; Never Left Podcast; Schadenfreude; Love Notes; Daily Darby/Today's Taika

= Cast & Crew Sightings =

= Samba Schutte =

Samba doing more voice overs! Is there anything this man CANT do?

Img Src: Samba's IG

= Wendy Andresen & The Mocats =

I can't help but adore how much we're getting to see the kittens Wendy (a member of our Red Flag Crew) and the Museum of Transport and Technology in Auckland AoNZ have taken in. I'm a sucker for cat content. I figure we could all use more kittens on our timelines.

Need more kitten content? Visit Wendy's Twitter

== Fibre Arts Brigade ==

Reminders from the Fibre Arts Brigade that donations are still being taken for the charity auction on June 14th! Link to the Donation Form

== Gentlebeard Wedding Week ==

Just a reminder all! with MerMay Fast approaching we also have Gentlebeard Wedding Week May 6-12 being run by the lovely @roughwinds! If you haven't seen the prompts already they're listed below! To keep up to date with the week please follow @gbweddingweek on tumblr!

== Watch Parties ==

= Palm Royale =

Palm Royale WP May 2 via @LCWebsXOXO with the lovely @/dominicburgess approx. 4pm EDT/9pm BST/1pm PST!

= Wrecked Season 1 =

Another week of Wrecked Season 1 is on the docket! Don't have access? Reach out to me on @gentlebeardsbarngrill on tumblr, or @aspirantabby42 on twitter.

Days: Apr 29 - May 3

Times: 3:30 pm PT / 6:30 pm ET / 11:30 pm BST

== Fan Spotlight ==

= Cast Cards =

Thank you @melvisik! "Tonight is another director/the Spanish Captain who was canon blasted for trying to hang Stede."

Img Src: @melvisik's Twitter

= OFMD Colouring Pages =

@patchworkpiratebear has made a new colouring page for today! Check it out below!

= Our Flag Means Fanfiction =

A new minisode of Our Flag Means Fanfiction is out! This time featuring: Ready for Anything by Unapposablethumbs Minisode! Spotify link Visit @OurFlagMeansFanfiction on Instagram for more episodes!

= Never Left Podcast =

A new Episode of Never Left is out! This time the discussion is on all the different ways the characters refer to Ed! Find your favourite listening route/follow their socials here on their linktr.ee!

Art by @AmysBirdHouse on instagram

== Schadenfreude==

Thank you to @MrButtons284266 on Twitter for bringing this to our attention this morning!

Oh look 7.73% down today. Hm.

== Love Notes ==

Lovelies! Do you know what today is?

TODAY, is a new flipping day! Today has so many possibilities! Today has so many new things that can happen! Outside there is new wind blowing through, and newly formed clouds, and new light energy from the sun! The flowers are blooming in various parts of the world-- and leaves are falling in orders! Today is a new day we've never experienced before!

Even if things seem like they are stuck in a cycle, look outside, feel the air on your face, it's all new. There are so many opportunities for things to go so many different directions. I hope they go in a positive one for you today... you deserve a break, and a smile, and a chance to laugh and to love and enjoy life for a little while.

Remember to take a deep breath, drink some water, and keep on keeping on. Love you crew <3 Hope your Taika Tuesday is a wonderful one.

== Daily Darby / Today's Taika ==

Today's theme is just seeing these two gorgeous greying buggers happy. I need it, I figured everyone else did too. Gifs Courtesy of @ofmd-ann today!

[surshica]

NINTENDO SWITCH !

THREE - cat got your tongue

masterlist <3

borders will indicate when it’s time to read the written portion!! + please excuse anything grammatically incorrect and any typos !!

being a double major is rather difficult..medical major hard enough understandable — but a fashion major as well? that’s a whole different level. yn enjoyed both and decided ‘hey how about we double major it can’t be that hard,’ but now she is stuck in her room 5 out of 7 days of the week designing clothing and studying the human body; the do’s and the do not’s.

yn’s diet consisted of three things. coffee, anything with rice, and chocolate cracker snacks. she loves instant ramen but she wouldn’t want to burn herself out of it. stress was a major factor in those 2am breakdowns. stress always crept behind the back of yn; like a stupid background character who tries to steal the spotlight.

yn was guilty of taking her stressed anger out on mira — although mira knew she didn’t mean the stuff it truly did hurt her sometimes hearing those words come out her mouth. mira truly did have a strong friendship with chishiya and ann.

mira was always honest with chishiya and ann telling them the things yn has said due to her being stressed; and to what surprise chishiya would always be a little shit to yn the next day. as much as yn wanted to deny it—chishiya was the main reason yn would always keep apologizing to mira profusely. yn didn’t want to lose mira.

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“chishiyaaa” mira dramatically sighed looking at the blanked expression chishiya whom was reading a romance manga. chishiya let an audible ‘hm’ from his mouth. the rooftops breeze made his hair sway ever so slightly in the wind.

mira opened her mouth to say something but ended up forming her tinted red lips in a thin line. there was a deafening silence with a mix noise of students talking from the classrooms and the sound of the softly breezed wind. “what is it mira?” chishiya placed a bookmark on the page closing it moving his attention to the black haired girl.

“i was going to ask if you wanted to get some strawberry milk tea” mira stretched her arms out before standing up to stretch her fallen asleep legs. “i mean sure” chishiya stared at her putting his book in his bag before slinging it onto his body. mira smirked knowing he meant yes; she grabbed his hand and lead him to the nearest vending machines.

mira was the school crush. her beauty, the way she presented herself, her confidence and her brains/smartness. she was the total “package”. and it wasn’t just a one sided it was from both the girls and the boys. she would get constant love letters and proposals but it would always be turned down simple’s due to the fact—she was never interested.

but people being people always mistaken this for her dating chishiya which is..absolutely wrong. mira had zero interest in chishiya. while as for chishiya on the other hand, he definitely had girls fawning to the ground for him. many asked to date him but it would always be a simple “no.”

so seeing mira holding chishiya’s hand leading him to the nearest vending station to get a strawberry flavored milk tea was definitely a sight to see in the hallways. boys wished they were chishiya while girls wished they were mira. some even wished they were both. chishiya wasn’t a fan of PDA but this was the bare minimum—plus they were only best friends.

mira found the vending machine that had various flavors of milk teas. she ordered herself a almond milk tea and a strawberry milk tea. as mira bent down to get the drinks chishiya stepped behind her covering her shorts. shorts not not he didn’t want people to see under her skirt. chishiya looked around scratching his eyebrow. mira grabbed the drinks handing the strawberry one to chishiya.

chishiya opened the bottle taking a sip of it, a soft small smile barely visible formed his lips. mira took a few sips out of her bottle sighing in satisfaction. “want to ditch?” mira offered him taking another sip of her drink. chishiya nodded.

“cafe?” mira questioned knowing the answer will always be yes. chishiya didn’t say anything so mira took that as a yes. mira followed in suit next to him to their favorite cafe to study at.

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“heiya!! usagi!! KUINAA” yn shook all of them softly to get their attention. “YNN” kuina shook yn back giving the same energy earning a little giggle from the girls. “what’s up?” usagi questioned looking at yn.

“we should go to the cafe like right now, im craving a custard pudding.” yn exclaimed gripping onto heiya and dramatically fainting. “i would be down but you have a class next period..” usagi crossed her arms, heiya nodded her head in agreement.

yn grumbled at the reminder she has a class, kuina sighed grabbing yn’s hand throwing on her bag. “fuck that class lets just go to the cafe, it’s not that far from here” kuina smiled proudly dragging yn with her with a giggly heiya following behind them and a slightly upset usagi following behind them.

“don’t worry usagiiii” heiya linked arms with usagi catching up to kuina and yn, “you have to break the rules at least once” heiya smiled at usagi. usagi sighed as a smile broke onto her lips. “you’re right.”

the walk to the cafe was short but it was very lovely to say the least. they found a table near the windows. they put their school bags on the table as they went to go order their deserts or drinks. yn got a carmel pudding, heiya got kinako dango, usagi got a crepe, and kuina got herself an iced coffee + ichigo daifuku.

it was a very peaceful moment, the girls were all busy doing their own thing while yn finished hee sketch for her new fashion piece for her project. heiya looked up for a moment, mouth agaped “oh look it’s mira and chishiya!” heiya waved to them.

mira smiled and walked over to them while chishiya kept his hands in his pocket walking ever so calmly to them. yn looked up locking eyes with chishiya rolling her eyes.

“nice to see you too” chishiya flatly said breaking eye contact to look at the menu. “what are you doing here?” yn grumbled taking another bite of her carmel pudding. chishiya shrugged, “felt like going to a cafe,” he pulled out his phone to take a picture of the menu “why? am i not allowed to be here either?” he snarked sarcastically.

“well its kinda starker-ish that you are here as well” yn smiled pettily. chishiya inhaled sharply looking back at yn. “i guess i am a stalker then” a calm yet snark liked tone laced his words. he looked at the drawing you made withe the clothes and the overall body, he nodded slightly lips formed in a thin line.

“maybe if you put the same effort for medical just like you do for those drawings you can beat me.” a smirk glazed his lips, yn scoffed gripping onto her skirt. “are you calling me stupid?” a wave of anger and disgust laced hee voice. “basically yeah.” chishiya looked down to her leaning against her chair.

yn opened her mouth to say something but nothing came out of it. it dryer than the Sahara desert; chishiya who was looking at the menu through his phone let out a small chuckle. “cat got your tongue? how miserable.” he eyed you looking back at his phone.

no words can explain how bad yn fumed. she had so much to say to his face yet none of it came out; she wasn’t scared, she wasn’t in love, she was simply lost in words. she knew she was holding herself back in studies but at times she wished she could just tape his mouth.

he was never one to talk so much so how come when it’s with you, he knows all the buttons to push you. chishiya decided on what he was going to get. he stood up properly putting his phone and hands in his pocket; “you know for being my academic rival, it’s fun to push your buttons” chishiya’s smirk widened. he waited for yn to say something but she continued to grip onto her skirt chewing the inside of her mouth causing it to bruise.

“cat got your tongue again? sad.” he simply shrugged walking to the line to order, while mira was still occupied talking to the girls. yn watched every single movement of chishiya’s. from the minute ordered to the minute he sat down. chishiya noticed her staring taking out his hand to wave at her.

yn flipped him off going back to her drawings ignoring mira and the other girls. yn calmed herself down knowing he was trying to get under her skin. taking another bite of her pudding lightened her mood.

after a few more conversations between mira and the girls, mira finally left to go to chishiya who just got his strawberry shortcake. “uh excuse me? this is for you. a carmel iced coffee” a waiter handed to yn. “oh uh i never ordered this.” yn smiled at the young waiter, “this is from someone with light blonde-ish white hair.” the waiter looked around to find hin but couldnt; the waiter bowed and left.

yn sharply inhaled knowing who it was from, feeling the the side, it had a sticky note saying “you might need this if you want to beat me in the test <3” yn’s face twitched crumbling up the note. “that mf.” yn said a little too loudly getting the girls attention.

ofc it was chishiya. it was always him; he was the cat who got your tongue. and she loathed it.

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