#exam season is crushing my soul

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[obsessedwithceleste]

I Think He Knows

Lorenzo Berkshire x Reader

Summary: I want you, Bless my soul, And I ain’t gotta tell him, I think he knows

word count: 2.8k

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A visible shudder escapes you as you pull your thick winter coat closer, the icy winter breeze blowing past mercilessly. The carriages had dropped you and your friends off in Hogsmeade only moments ago, and as you warily eyed the snow and ice covered sidewalks, you really weren’t looking forward to the trek it would be to the Three Broomsticks.

“The sooner we start, the sooner we’ll get there I suppose,” Daphne sighs sidling up next to you, her breath fogging up the air around the two of you. You can only nod in defeat as you wait for the rest of the group to join you.

It had been a rough week. With Christmas right around the corner, exam season was in full swing and it was hitting you hard this year. Quite frankly, all you wanted was a nice, relaxing, warm afternoon with your friends.

“You girls ready to go?” A voice asks, coming to a stop next to you. You look up to see Blaise standing comfortably in nothing but a normal, everyday jumper.

“Blimey Blaise, how are you not freezing?” Daphne asks in what sounds like a combination of utter horror and astonishment.

Blaise furrows his brow at the two of you, shivering in the cold like a pair of popsicles.

“You do both realize that you’re witches, and we learned simple warming charms in third year?” He says, speaking slowly as if talking to small children.

You open your mouth to spew out a self defense, but realizing you had none, you feel your cheeks begin to redden. And not from the cold. You quickly mutter a warming charm, immediately relaxing from the soothing warmth that slowly encapsulates you as Blaise does the same for Daphne before offering her his arm.

“Did everyone else get lost on their way out of the carriages?” Daphne asks, taking Blaise’s arm and extending her neck to look at the carriages behind you with bewilderment.

“Well, Draco said this morning at breakfast that he and Pansy wouldn’t be joining us this afternoon, he’s taking her to Puddifoot’s I think.” Blaise begins, listing your friends off on his fingers. “Matt and Theo are spending the day in detention for hexing that group of Gryffindors yesterday, so that just leaves-“

“I’m here! Sorry, some of the third years weren’t sure how to get to Honeydukes so I had to stop to give them directions,” another voice interrupts, jogging to join your group.

You immediately perk up, hearing the syrupy, sweet voice of Lorenzo Berkshire. Turning slightly, you see the handsome brunette coming to a stop next to you, greeting your small group with a lopsided grin.

“Ah, ever the knight in shining armor, aren’t you Enzo?” Daphne quips, giving Blaise a rather pointed look.

Apparently deciding to ignore the girl’s obvious jab at him, Blaise just sighs and begins pulling her in the direction of the Three Broomsticks. Enzo quickly follows and you pick your way after them, careful to trace Enzo’s footsteps in the snow. After a minute of walking, Enzo seems to realize that you were lagging behind the trio and slows his steps to synchronize with yours.

“You alright love?” He asks, capturing your hand in his and giving it a tight squeeze as the two of you continued your journey.

If not for Enzo’s natural fondness of physical touch, you’d almost think the boy knew of the festering crush you’d recently developed. Luckily for you however, it was not uncommon for Enzo’s hand to find its way to yours, nor was it uncommon for you to be hugged, or even cuddled by the affectionate boy. The boy’s seeming need to shower you with constant attention was just one of the many reasons you wanted to see what was under that cheeky attitude of his. Bless your soul.

You offer a small shrug, pushing the wandering thoughts of your brown haired friend to the side.

“Just had a stressful week I suppose. That transfiguration exam we had yesterday was absolutely brutal. Feels like it just sapped the life out of me,” you tell him, looking down at your intertwined fingers as Enzo begins to softly rub comforting circles on the back of your hand.

“Ugh, don’t remind me,” the brunette says, throwing his head back dramatically, “I was up so late studying for that, and I probably still barely passed. Don’t know how I’ve managed to make it this far in that course.”

You nod solemnly in agreement.

“God, Daph and I were so out of it this afternoon, Blaise had to remind us that warming charms exist. Warming charms. Truly humbling.”

Enzo laughs, eyes shining and looking down at you with what almost seems like adoration and you feel your heart skip a beat.

“How much further is it? Seems like we’ve been walking forever.” Daphne asks as the two of you catch up to her and Blaise.

“Broomsticks is right on 16th avenue. Should just be another block,” Enzo replies easily, pointing to the next street over.

“We’ve only been there a thousand times Daph,” you laugh as your group hurries the rest of the way to the small pub.

The bell over the door rings quietly as you enter and you give a small wave to Rosmerta who stands behind the bar. You shuffle over to your usual booth in a quieter section of the pub and slide into the seat. Enzo follows close behind, wrapping an arm around you as his hand finds a comfortable spot to rest on your hip.

The action doesn’t go unnoticed by Daphne who raises a brow, cocking her head at you as if to ask, “did it finally happen?” You give her a small shake of the head, no, as Rosmerta walks over to take your orders.

“And what can I get you lot today?” She asks with a warm smile.

“Just two butter beers for us,” Blaise says, gesturing to himself and Daphne who had made herself comfortable in the nook of his arm.

“And one hot cocoa and a butter beer for us please,” Enzo finishes with his signature grin that could melt anyone’s heart. “Oh, and just a water as well if I could,” he adds.

With a nod, Rosmerta turns to take your order to the bar.

“So. What are everyone’s plans for the holidays? Mother and father are leaving Toria and I at the manor alone again this year and I need someone to live vicariously through.” Daphne says once the older witch is gone.

You grimace feeling sorry for your friend. This was the third year in a row now that her parents had left her and her sister alone for Christmas. While not the most attentive, at least your parents didn’t leave you completely high and dry.

“I think I’m just going home for the holidays, nothing too entirely interesting I’m afraid. Mum will probably be tied up at the ministry all holiday, and father can never be away from his business too long. You know,” you tell her, sure your other friends probably had much grander plans.

“I’m sure it’ll be plenty relaxing. Perhaps you’ll have time to grab lunch with Toria, Pansy, and I one day,” she assures you.

Blaise nods his head. “Mother has decided that she wants to spend her holiday in the sun, so I’m going home to Italy,” he says rolling his eyes. “Mother said she’d love to have you for a visit though,” he adds turning to Daphne. “I’m sure Astoria could come as well so that she isn’t alone. If she isn’t spending her holiday with Matt that is.”

Your eyebrows shoot up at this and you share a knowing look with Enzo. It was commonly known among pure blood families that an invitation to spend the holidays at one’s ancestral home generally meant that the relationship was quite serious. And by the sounds of it, both Greengrass sisters were likely soon to be off the market. A piping hot bit of gossip indeed.

“What about you Enzo? How are you spending your few weeks of freedom?” You ask, just as Rosmerta returns with your tray of drinks.

She carefully sets a hot cocoa down in front of you, whipped cream covered in shiny little chocolate shavings hung deliciously over the sides, before placing a warm, golden drink in front of each of your companions. Before she can forget, she hands Enzo a cold glass, filled to the brim with water.

You watch carefully as his hand closes around the cold glass, fingertips leaving wet prints on the frosty exterior as he raises the glass to his lips. Oh what you would give to know that body as if it were your own. A shiver runs down your spine and you quickly force yourself to snap out of it before you made a fool of yourself.

“I wouldn’t exactly call it freedom,” Enzo says finally, wiping a bit of water from the side of his pretty, pink lips. “Mother and father are determined to find me a suitable partner and refuse to leave me alone. And now they’ve roped aunt Cissy into their schemes. Speaking of which, were you all invited to the Malfoy ball? The Christmas one?” He asks.

Daphne and Blaise both nod their heads. You don’t.

“Really, y/n? I would’ve thought Draco would have insisted you were invited,” Daphne says.

“Don’t worry, I’m sure it’ll be just as dull as every other year. You’re not missing much.” Blaise adds.

“You’re right, she won’t be missing anything at all. You can be my date, y/n. I promise I’m a fun time,” he says laying his boyish charm on thick. Not that he needed to with you.

Daphne sends a sly smile your way.

“I’m sure y/n would just love that. And your mum adores her. Remember my mother’s garden party, y/n? You and Mrs. Berkshire chatted for hours. Oh! And you can come with Toria and I to find dresses. You simply must come,” she gushes.

Enzo gives you a dopey smile and you can feel his thumb making long, slow strokes along your hip bone.

“Alright, I suppose I can make time during my very busy and packed holiday,” you say with a light laugh, melting into Enzo’s touch.

Later that evening you find yourself wandering the stacks of books, lining the library shelves as you search for the one book that would help you complete your charms essay. You didn’t mean to listen in on what was clearly meant to be a private conversation. You really didn’t. But something about Enzo’s voice made you feel like a fly trapped in honey.

“Mate, I think she knows,” he whispers furiously to Blaise who sits next to him, looking rather miserable. “I mean I know I’m rather obsessed with her, but I thought I was being subtle.” You hear him say.

Blaise cocks an eyebrow at this.

“You volun-told her that she would be your date. To the Malfoy ball. Immediately after telling her that your parents want you to find a wife. And you thought you were being subtle?” He asks his starry eyed friend.

“Was I not?”

“No you bloody idiot.”

Were they talking about you? Peaking through the shelves, you see Enzo frown in confusion at this.

“Well, how did you tell Daphne you fancied her?” He asks.

Blaise looks like he’s about ready to drown himself in the Black Lake.

“I don’t know mate. I asked her to accompany me to one of Parkinson’s galas I suppose.”

“That’s it? And she just fell in love with you? At one of those boring, stuffy things?”

Before Blaise is able to silently combust, Draco makes his grand appearance, carrying with him a stack of books piled well past the top of his head.

“Ah. Are we talking about wooing Enzo’s future wife, y/n, again? Draco asks, setting down his mountain of books and pulling up a seat next to the other boys.

You feel your cheeks flush bright red at Draco’s words. You were most definitely not meant to hear this conversation.

“You better lock that one down quick mate. She may not stick around. The good ones aren’t too keen on waiting these days. Plus, Pansy might have mentioned the other night that y/n has developed quite the little crush on you too,” Draco tells him rather matter of factly, opening his text book.

Your mouth drops open at this. Pansy! How could she? Actually, you thought to yourself, she is quite the gossip, it really was on you for spilling that to her. Never mind. With a sudden burst of determination and self-resolve, you decide that it’s time to end this little game of will they, won’t they once and for all. You quickly round the corner, easily making your way over to the table occupied by the three boys.

“Thank Rowena,” you say, acting as if you’d just caught sight of the boys. “I cannot find the book I’m looking for anywhere, can one of you help me search?” You ask marching up to them, eyeing Draco’s large stack.

The boys look up at you a bit startled, but Enzo immediately jumps up from his seat, scrambling to get his things in order. Perfect, you smile to yourself. Now to lure him into the maze of bookshelves.

“Course love, what book are we looking for?” He says finally, giving you another dopey grin.

You hear Blaise mutter something under his breath, but choose to ignore it.

“Advanced Charm Work in the second edition,” you tell him, leading him back to the shelves you had previously been lurking in.

“Ah, working on the charms essay, are you?” Enzo asks, eyes roaming the shelves, looking for the elusive tome.

“Mmm. Trying to. But this bloody book is nowhere to be found,” you reply. “I’d ask Pince, but I’m so afraid of her.”

Enzo snorts at that, before nodding his head in agreement. You look in silence for a bit longer before you finally lean against a shelf, eyes gazing over the profile of the boy standing beside you. He’d definitely grown into his boyish features this last year, indigo eyes conveniently distracted in search of your book and an almost lyrical smile gracing his lips. You let your eyes wander lower to his permanently untucked shirt and long slender fingers that you desperately wanted running through your hair.

“Give up?” The sound of his voice jolts you out of your thoughts as you look up to find his dark eyes staring down at you, a smile tugging at his lips.

You shrug your shoulders.

“I saw it in the stack of books that Draco is holding hostage at your table,” you admit as Enzo moves to stand in front of you, trapping you between him and the shelf that was now digging into your back.

Enzo smirks.

“Then what are we doing back here, love?” He asks, bring his arms up, further trapping you between the hands now positioned on each side of your head.

“I think you know,” you murmur, grabbing hold of his tie and giving it a small tug, causing his lips to crash into yours. They were just as soft and warm as you imagined as he moves them expertly against yours, working a small moan out of you.

“Shh love,” he whispers against your lips, before claiming them with his once more. You feel yourself getting lost in his touch, following the sparks erupting in your chest as one of his hands drops to grip tightly around your thigh eliciting another soft moan from your lips.

Enzo pulls away again with a low laugh.

“Needy witch. Why don’t we finish this somewhere a bit more private?” He says breathily, brushing away a stray hair from your face. “You have no idea how long I’ve waited to do that. I’m going to do it right.”

You smile mischievously. “I mean, if I’m your future wife, I think you have all the time in the world to do it right.”

Enzo’s face immediately reddens.

“How much of that did you hear?”

You shrug innocently, a giggle escaping your lips.

“Enough. But really Enzo? Going to Blaise of all people for romantic advice? That boy is so emotionally constipated.” You say as Enzo begins leading you out of the library.

“Hush love, it worked didn’t it?” He says sticking his tongue out at you playfully.

You’re eyes lock in once again on the pretty set of lips in front of you before flickering up to meet Enzo’s equally heated gaze. Charms essay be damned, you could not wait to get to this boy’s dorm.

[ruggiezz]

— PLEASE, DATE MY BROTHER : twisted wonderland

[synopsis] ortho decides to do something about idia's crush on you, taking the role of matchmaker

[extra] ortho reminds me of a minecraft torch. apparently, there’s one called soul torch that's blue? i haven’t played in a while. ALSO, I STILL HAVEN’T FINISHED BOOK 6 HELP ME I CAN’T DO THIS ANYMORE

-`♡´- What do you mean Idia's social anxiety, awkwardness, and his extensive knowledge of internet slang haven't captivated you yet?Come on, give Idia a chance, please.

-`♡´- Maybe it's the fact he's a robot and he can catch onto things faster than regular humans, but there can be no way you haven't connected the dots yet. Idia invites you to play video games and watch some new anime episodes in his room after classes. He's always talking about you, his hair turning slightly pink when you compliment him for anything he did, and he pays attention to every single word that comes out of your mouth. How hasn't anyone but Ortho noticed that Idia clearly likes you? He's starting to wonder if humans can be that dense or if it’s just you (not to be mean). Ortho isn't taking any of it. If his brother won't do anything to get closer to you romantically, he may as well do it himself in his stead.

-`♡´- Something about Ortho is that he's stubborn. When he decides to do something, he's motivated to do anything to achieve it. The Shroud brothers care deeply about each other; they would do anything for the other to be happy, which means Ortho won't give up. The idea of having you as part of the family makes it worth it. He can already imagine the future you and his brother could have together. Can he be something like a flower girl at your wedding? He hopes he can. But for now, he will have to focus on making you like his brother back first.

-`♡´- His first method is simple. It’s better to start with something small; that’s what his intensive research said. He starts mentioning Idia in every conversation where you're involved: talking about what he did the other day, about something funny he did, complimenting him, and flaunting all of Idia's new works. Ortho can finally use one of the 1,000 random features Idia implemented (Idia himself gets surprised when Ortho uses one because he had forgotten they were even there).

"Oh this? Big brother implemented this cool feature yesterday. My hair can now turn different colors and play music at the same time. Look, it´s like a disco ball!" And then his hair starts switching colors and playing music from Idia’s very specific music taste. He looks like that one disco tree in the Lorax movie.

This method was working, but then something happened. More specifically, Ace and Grim happened. They both got tired of this happening for a week non-stop and told him to talk about something else that wasn't his brother, which didn’t make Ortho very happy. They both went back and forth over the topic, with Ortho defending Idia and Ace getting annoyed over it. It only stopped when Crewel scolded them for talking in class.

-`♡´- Since the first one didn’t work, he had to change plans. The second method was to drag you to Ignihyde to play some games with him in his room. And surprise, Idia is there. Wow, who would have thought? He didn't invite him; he was just there. He CLEARLY didn’t know he would be there. Then final exams season started, and you had to stop coming by so you could study. Also, Idia was starting to get suspicious over what his little brother was up to and how you were always there when he got out of his room.

-`♡´- His last resort was to make the both of you have a date. A date that you both didn’t know was supposed to be a date. Asking you both to hang out with the excuse of wanting to see this new movie that came out, only for him to leave the second the two of you aren’t watching him. He’s so proud of himself too, ignoring your calls as you try to ask him where he is. He leaves you both to have quality time and talk about whatever you guys want.

-`♡´- Now that he has tried all he could do and everything that popped up in his mind, Ortho will ask you to meet him somewhere, where he will ask you how you feel about Idia. He says he will keep it a secret, and he will, but please tell him already; he’s dying to know.

If you do like Idia back, Ortho will cheer and congratulate himself silently for doing such a good job. He’s so happy all his efforts worked, and you and his brother can finally be together! He will even throw confetti (another random feature Idia doesn’t remember implementing) and rub his victory in the face of all the first years, especially Ace and Grim.

Now, if you don't like Idia back, Ortho will short-circuit. It's even worse if you already like someone else, because that makes it harder for him to change your mind. It's not like he will resent you if you don't like his older brother; you’re still his best friend and he's happy for you, but he will mourn for at least a year the fact you could have been part of his family. At the end, he understands you can't force love and that you have the right to be with whoever you want to be, so he will drop it.

Maybe the real ‘you dating Idia’ was the friends he made along the way? Or at least that's what Ortho is going to tell himself while trying to figure out how to make Idia’s heartbreak not hurt that much. Curiosity did kill the cat, huh?

[doiefy]

nct 127 as cursed college profs

very partially based on stupid shit i've had the pleasure and misfortune of seeing in my own classes. happy finals season girlies </3 i rise from my casket of inactivity to bring you the shit post i wrote on the subway on the way to an exam. whose class do you think you'd survive?

cw: cynical college humour because i'm coping, adult humour

taeil: not even that old, but barely knows how to use technology. spends the first 15 minutes of lectures trying to figure out zoom, then the rest of the time poorly explaining quantum mechanics from a textbook written 20 years ago. trips down the stairs two days into the semester and goes on medical leave, only to be spotted on vacation a week later. no one even gives him shit for it.

johnny: originally the cool, chill prof who occasionally went out for drinks with his classes, until he realized he was cool and tried to get even more hip with the kids. now he uses bad memes in his slides and films tiktoks in his lab. the number of students who ask to get drinks with him significantly boosts his ego, but no one tells him they’re doing it just to cross “drinking with a prof” off the frosh bingo card.

taeyong: the sweetest, loveliest, kindest soul you will ever meet—except he’s only taught twice in his life, just got put in as a replacement for a prof who tripped down the stairs, and gives you the most god-awful final exam known to man. he’s also stressed out (on your behalf) at any given moment, to the point where he just passes everyone with an 80 and calls it a day.

yuta: the hip, fashionable prof who only serves looks and random commentaries on society in the middle of his lectures. undergrads fight to the death to join his research group, but the ones who make it eventually realize he spends most of his time partying with the department’s money. yet still, groundbreaking work comes out of his lab every year…

doyoung: retired from research a few years ago to teach full time, but not a single person knows why. he may offer the clearest, live-saving explanations in his lectures—but he constantly looks like he wants to go home and will decimate your entire existence with a single look if you ask anything about the syllabus two weeks into the semester.

jaehyun: the hot single prof. every single freshman girlie has a sickening, concerning, fanfic-esque crush on him. some go as far as nearly failing his class and then booking office hours with him before finals, only to find out that he’s been using Doyoung’s teaching material for years, without credit. he is very much horrendous at teaching on his own. and very much gay.

jungwoo: wanted to go into early childhood education, somehow got coerced into doing his masters, then his phd, then post doc, then— still fulfills his dreams by treating his students like kindergarteners. this includes gentle parenting of frat boys who won’t shut the fuck up during class, handing out healthy vegan treats, and encouraging “mindful moments” while you write the hardest exam he has ever administered.

mark: refuses to teach because he doesn’t think any of the kids will take him seriously, is forced to anyways by the department. as a prodigy so fucking removed from what it’s like to be stupid, he ends all his quantum lectures with “this is pretty straightforward,” and books it back to his lab on an electric skateboard. yes he built it himself. no he won't let you try and ride it.

haechan: shares an office with mark and spends most of his free time figuring out which organic compounds he can mix together to perfectly recreate the texture and smell of cum. if he doesn’t show up to class, it’s because he’s terrorizing pigeons on the street for science. shows gruesome videos of explosions and chemical fires for a chemical safety lecture. has had the fire alarm pulled on him at least twice.

[moonprisimbankai111]

GinRan HeadCannons

*These are written in perspective of the soul society but also IRL relationship*

-Gin is always a romantic and a bit of a flirt

-He’s always had the biggest crush on her for as long as he can remember.

-These two at the soul reaper academy could never be separated.

-In fact, the night before important exams were spent sneaking out and spending time together and helping each-other prepare.

-They were each others first kiss. I HeadCannon this happening during a party with classmates. A game of spin the bottle and the whole class knowing these two likes each-other and purposely using kido to rig the game so they can kiss. Much to everyone’s disappointment they don’t. However on the way home Rangiku talks to Gin about the whole thing and with the moonlight hitting just right and a romantic stare… one thing leads to another

-Gin strikes me as someone who can be playful and will sometimes poke fun at Rangiku

-Rangiku has always been fearful of admitting her romantic feelings because she never wanted to jeopardize her friendship.

-I feel Gin is someone who would send anonymous love letters and leave them in her shoe cabinet. Very shōjo romance kinda love.

-while both of them have hid their feelings from each-other deep down they’ve always know romantic feelings were always present.

-Gin is so damn chivalrous. Holds the door open, pulls out her seat before she sits down, will either have roses waiting for her at the dinner table or sent to her constantly, telling her how beautiful she looks, making sure she gets home safe, and, always sends a sweet good morning and night texts

-Hidden underneath her tough exterior, I feel like Rangiku is actually a bit sensitive. It’s a little hard to trust him because she does not want to have her heart broken. However Gin catches onto this and will always remind her that she is is only one.

-The ring she wears, I SWEAR ITS AN ENGAGEMENT RING (not my HC but I believe this so bad)

-Not a night passed in lonely las noches where Gin longed for the day he and her could finally be together.

-The pink scarf she wears I truly feel was a gift Gin made for her out of tattered fabric he was able to steal from a merchant during the colder seasons to keep her warm🥺

-the way gin probably teased her during puberty for her growing ballon’s and I could just imagining her getting so angry about it💀

*these weren’t as much as the others, this pairing is so sad. I wish Gin and Rangiku were given a real chance to mend their broken relationship. I wanted to make these HC’s happier and more lighter*

[chaoticallyfragmentary]

I think I’ve been looking for you

Hello! This is a spin-off of my previous Dabi x Reader post. Both Dabi and Reader regain memories of their previous lives in the bnha universe. As indicated, this is a reincarnation imagine, so reader’s death will be discussed and Dabi’s dissonance from who he thinks he’s supposed to be. It deals with grief, so if you are not in a mental headspace to read it, please put yourself first. Slight angst but overall it has a happy/hopeful ending because this lil meow meow deserves it all. Some LoV found family shenanigans at the end!

(Requests are open and welcome. It’s exam season now but as soon as I’m finished with it, I’ll work on them. So, um whispers, send me some?)

Sometimes, you don’t think you’re human.

On days that are hard, and nights that are longer, you think you are something old, something haunted by the echoes of years past.

It makes no sense, admittedly. You are sinew and bone but some days, you feel like stardust and magic.

Sometimes, you ache. A beast roars in the awning crevices of your heart, incessantly clawing at your ribs, ripping everything to shreds, yearning for something, gagging on it, really. Hazy delusions, memories assaulting you like half forgotten hallucinations born in the dark. Sometimes, your grief sleeps with you on your bed, it tears at your skin like barbs, keeping you from sleeping.

Sometimes, you remember feeling trapped in your own body in someone else’s bedroom, staring up at someone else’s ceiling, wishing, for once your body could do the things it was supposed to, none of your partners, if you could call them that ever felt right, not freckles not sun-kissed skin, neither women, nor men, a sense of wrongness so profound you couldn’t give yourself to them freely, always withholding, always flighty.

Sometimes-

“Lets go!”

Your mouth purses and twists in a brief grimace at Himiko’s enthusiasm but you follow along.

She rolls her eyes at you, blond hair swaying as she talks animatedly about her recent crush. Gods, you hope, for her sake, this one isn’t as bad as the last. “-Jin kun was like—” she continues, sipping a cup filled with a disgustingly sweet concoction, just as she preferred. You love her, you do but oh boy could she eat tooth rotting sweets. You suppress a full body shudder as you make appropriate noises to indicate you were listening.

You aren’t, not really.

Sometimes, you think you are—

You are looking aimlessly around when your eye snags on someone in a corner, half lidded eyes looking around and suddenly he is there.

You look at him, the distance between you a physical ache but you don’t move. His eyes flicker to you sharply, like he knew you were there all along.

You look at him, electric blue eyes and that stupid, stupid smirk (no staples and no hunch of his spine, haunted by grief).

You start to remember, the touch of his hands and the tenor of his voice, your heart hammering a painful beat against your breastbone, fingers twitching, reaching for him, an instinct you cannot fathom.

You want to run to him, want to cry and rage, want to kiss him, tongue and teeth, want to crawl inside him, you want and you want, a want that burns like fire, blue like his, a want that lights you up from inside out, reducing you to smoldering remains and ash.

Some days, Touya doesn’t think he’s human. He thinks he’s missing half his soul.

Sometimes, he looks at his father, a perfectly acceptable one at that and remembers begging. He remembers begging, screaming, writhing and burning. Remembers him spitting horrible threats at his youngest brother, remembers the world burning and remembers it being blue.

He has lost something, someone. He knows he has, something missing since he was too young to realize there was anything to miss. It doesn’t make any sense, feeling like his name was wrong wrong wrong, that he was called something else, a name he chose, a name that was his own, not what that bastard chose. Sometimes, he takes a second too long to react when people call him.

But then he dreams, cigarette smoke mingling with spring, a laugh frozen in time. He aches with the remembrance that he needed someone as he needed air, remembers gentle hands and fond exasperation, he remembers glorious smiles and rough kisses, laughing mouth pressed to his, remembers moonlit dances and soft whimpers, desperate hands and frantic pleading, a love so bright and beautiful.

The day he dreams about finding a body, cold lifeless one, doused in the silence left by an aborted scream, the smell of daffodils, watching your mouth stretched open, sound held hostage by death, the ring he gave you glinting in the sun, a little thing he’d bought with his own money, his legs give away, forcing him awake with ash lingering on his tongue, soot on his hands and fire in his bones.

Someone was next to him

Someone was screaming,

howling, a sound filled with so much devastation and grief, a sound so cataclysmic like their world was imploding.

“—uya, Touya, baby it’s okay, shh it was just a dream, it’s okay” his mother soothes him and for the first time in a long, long while, Touya Dabi bawls in his mother’s arms.

A strangled hiccup sneaks through your throat, breaking into a sob as knowledge comes to you just as you feel your chest tighten, ribs squeezed into rubble. Himiko looks at you. “Are you okay? Oh, that is one of the Todoroki kids.” she replies and oh, his blue eyes widen and then your feet move without your permission. You follow, the howling thing in you finally quieting.

He doesn’t look the same, he is taller, eyes a lighter shade of blue, hair no longer the white that you remember, skin a bit lighter, but it is him. You would know him in death, at the end of the world.

A name you remember, his name. A name you cannot know but do, with impossible certainty. The sky is blue, grass is green and he is your “Dabi” you breathe. You see the recognition mirrored in his face, a face that you’ve never seen before, a face you know better than your own.

“Hey princess, I think I was looking for you.“

You giggle and it’s his favorite sound.

He smiles and oh, what a beauty it is.

He opens his arms and you are falling into him, his arms around you, squeezing so tight, fingers digging into skin, both of you blubbering apologies and I love you’s, reassurances that you are alive, you are here, and I’m here, it’s okay love and oh gods, you think, thank you.

Himiko stands off to the side, gobsmacked, whipping up her phone and sending a pick of you two, texting the groupchat furiously, with Tomu-chan and the others and she is sure Kurogiri has to physically restrain Tomu-chan from committing murder, yelling profanities, how dare he touch you?! while Compress and Magne sis watch the drama unfold, sipping tea. She loves her family.

[etfrin]

Hey pookie, long time no see but exams have been kicking my ass 😭😭. But it’s almost spring break so fuck it we ball 💪🏻

Anyways, I just got caught up on all your new fics and girl you have done it again, constantly raising the bar and doing it flawlessly. I’m so glad that you’re writing for Spencer, love me my socially awkward men. And with souls to crush, Is it bad that I was kind of sad that MC didn’t really care for Sejanus ??😭😭. Like I know she was just trying to get close to Coryo but I figured she cared for him even a little, idk maybe it’s my love for Sejanus talking. The recent chapters have been so good omg

But how have you been??

-🌺Anon

HEYYY SWEETHEART! i missed you!

i hope your exams are going well, i only have two left before my break soon. I just want them to end already 😭 i hope you're doing well in all of your exams!

thank you! i recently started writing for Spencer but I haven't been able to focus in him due to school :(( which makes me sad, he deserves more attention! he's awesome, i love him, heck i have a prompt board that I created to write fics about him! I recently started season four of CM!

As for Souls To Crush, it's safe to say she was friends with Sejanus just because of his status, and then even further bonded with him when she realized that Coryo was her soulmate. Honestly, reader wanted Coryo to be hers' out of pure stubbornness (because Coryo didn't want her). But she still cares deeply for him, she liked Sejanus too, she grieves for him just a little bit in her heart but dismisses thinking it's because she let go of a pawn. She's very similar to Coryo.

Unlike Coryo who wasn't as close with Sejanus in this au, reader was, and since this was Coriolanus pov I can't show her going through that, because she wants Coriolanus to completely rely on her which won't be possible if she makes him feel guilty for his actions (does that make sense?)

In the end, more than Sejanus, all that matters to her is Coryo. What happened had to be done, she knew exactly what she was doing when she confirmed Dr. Gauls' suspicion. In this au, she's the reason Sejanus is dead, and it's because of her own selfish reasons of getting Coryo back in the capitol.

In this she's a parallel of Coryo that's in tbosas, i hope I was able to convey that. Coriolanus and reader are extremely similar yet reader is much more cruel and smarter yet the most caring for people she loves(Coryo). Hence why she also said Lucy Gray has to die :// to her there was no way around it

And uhh i am suffering through cramps rn, besides that I am fine!

This kinda went long and I hope I made sense because I simply went into ranting mode sorry 😭

I hope you're doing well, pookie, ly ❤️

[eviltiddyproductions]

Alchemy of Souls, Part 1, Episode 1

[I’ve written this so sincerely LMAO I have an exam to study for 😭✋]

ahahah we literally start with the subtitles saying ‘ominous music playing’

nooo that growling thing behind the door actually scared the fuck out of me WOAH

what in the marvel just happen??? like where did this superhero man come from and also what are these cuts 😂😭 whiplash !!!

Monster person fight back ???! 

ummm did this mom bring those 2 food to offer them AS FOOD to her demon son? what’s going on 🤨

the son’s dementor era omg he just took his mom’s soul?! 😭 he said:

rip to the dementor son but also the way his body sort of fell into the ocean, it looked smaller and smaller and looked like a little toy 😭

this place is so gloomy woah

hmmm maybe it’s time for me to google what alchemy actually means, ahh got it

if my king asked me to switch bodies i’d say give me a day and never come back. the mage is clearly better than me

you could screenshot so much of this show and make it your wallpaper

so I guess the baby gets the mage’s genes 🧬

the king looked a little too old for this bride woah. everyday we thank we are not in the Middle Ages 🙏

why is my man dying already ?!? also the king looks so bothered ‘why are you bothering me with your yelling I’m trying to have sex? 🤨’

I have no idea what happened because they dropped a title card and Netflix didn’t bother to translate

MAGIC ELEMENTAL FIGHTING I REPEAT MAGIC ELEMENTAL FIGHTING. I love this 😭‼️‼️‼️

SISTER NO! my girl got hit

people were not helpful at all lmaooo Naksu dragged an unsuspecting girl and everyone was like

I have no idea what this show is about or what it’s doing but I already love it so much. Like them training to shape water or I guess make water move as they want to. I love these things !!!

Whoever they’re yelling at has earrings and blonde hair and is adorable! I love it 😂 I guess we’re not being period specific after all (to be fair they’re doing spells and soul shifting, they can have blonde hair)

Oh the old man has blush !!!

how did she shift into the girl she pushed lol I thought she was playing I guess she might be blind? oh she’s not.

they were going to sell this girl ?!?! <///3 history is always cruel to women 😭

wait are we not going to see more of warrior Naksu? I miss that girl.

But also she’s so hilarious here 💀💀💀

Naksu was vegetarian ??? sometimes we win

The lady talking to her is so cute 😭🫶

I’m not even writing anything meaningful here lmao just jotting down anything like if I look back at this I’ll be so confused.

Four Seasons, beautiful beautiful women, unfortunate name

also I thought they were going to say the blondie earring man was going to be cool as the water. he’s hot like summer 😭

I love all of them woah.

My girl means revenge and I am on her side !!!

not sure about later but lady is such a sweetheart

he recognised her in someone else’s body so fast ??? like he saw her put a crab leg to his neck and was like Naksu 😭? he’s so #real

it’s been 30 minutes and I am already being looped into a love triangle 😭 but he’s cute so why not

that’s why she kept the bird whistle !!! the younger version of the guy kinda (KINDA gave haechan from NCT)

I found the crab leg guy cuter though but that also might be due to the heavy tumblr gif bias

‘menacing music playing’ I love the subtitles here 😂😂😂

I trained her to be the ultimate assassin. Oh it’s giving the garden from Spy Family. Naksu x Yor Agenda (or me just babbling anything, ignore me)

I love how seriously she inspects everything. It’s giving me Mr Queen when Bonghwan travelled and was like 🤨🤨🤨 at everything. But I also love how everytime she tries something in this new body she fails 😭💖

My dumbass just always assumes Kdrama actors are older why is our lead only 24??? woah (takes a little break for an existential crisis to process this information) he reminds me of Dew from F4 a lil.

Now I know where I saw her childhood bird whistle crush!!! I just saw his thumbnail for Hybe lol I think he might be releasing a song.

The lead actress is 33 ??? And that’s on good genes woah! she’s so cute 😭 the way I’m just saying anything like cut to the next episode and who knows Naksu would start shape shifting.

LMAO her going ‘what is wrong with this guy is he not in love with me’ as soon as he starts messing with her. 💀

Oh he’s making her work WORK Alexa play 9-5 by Dolly Parton 😭

I adore her because she’s changed her ‘when I get my energy I will kill this person first’ like 3 times already

he’s got a nice voice, I register, as I see him getting sucked in a bathtub whirlpool

I forget how bad it used to be for the pre photography people like at most you’ve got a painting of your loved one. AT MOST. a painting on something as fragile and flimsy as a paper.

the child actor looks nothing like our lead oh no 😭😭😭

I thought he was going to think about his mom but I guess he’s still thinking about unlocking the spell

my girl is just searching in the loudest way possible LMAO

Hiding under the bed 😭😭😭 she’s so #number1assasinbutatwhatcost

girl we all knew he was awake

awww she decided to be here on the worst day. everyone is so loud and everyone is awake. they’ll be on guard now 😩

now what did they set fire too?!

oh that’s her teacher!!!

now how did he get in without his amulet but also I knew he’d save her by pulling her away. just felt it in my bones 🦴

also thought that the guy who was chasing her would just jump from one of the roofs of the houses

[yoshimonster]

Blog #6: Nothing Happened & My Life Remains Exactly Where It Was

So yeah, this title is extremely disappointing and I feel like I’m logging on a bit late as well to tell you that this round of results was good and bad. It was good in that the first third-year subject I’ve taken I received over 75% for the exam I did! And then you have my failing maths and circuit grade, for which I do have a chance of doing my circuit exam again and I really need to bust my tail to make this happen. I also yet again will have to take maths in the foreseeable future (most likely next year) because that one was a bomb and half. I have no context of this situation and can only imagine that it will be absolutely horrible. Similar with circuit, but I did get somewhat of a breakdown at the very least so I’m thankful for this.

Otherwise, additional shows for Taylor Swift Eras Tour got added so there will be more chance tomorrow to get tickets and I am quite overwhelmed with just the rollercoaster of emotions I’m experiencing these days. It’s just sadness and happiness in some random package with a whole lot of making your nose bleed seasoning. I have no idea what this is right now – literally it’s miserable and magical type of a feeling this time. I’m also going to be waking up early and studying probably outside my room for this circuit exam, then going to spiderman tomorrow to maintain a semblance of normality/talk to friends I guess. I really don’t think I’m the best to socialise with right now – but it’s fake it till you make it type of an everyday routine.

Family are also in a very weird mood right now, they do have that base level of disappointment, which I can’t really blame them for, but they are also experiencing these mixed emotions to a lesser degree than me. They honestly are trying their best and I should definitely be more understanding/aware of everything. But I remember (and this is a bit of Devil’s Advocate just a disclaimer), when I went on an overseas trip earlier this year and I was also a bystander to someone much younger than me going through really rough times with their family trying to support them but not being fully able to, that cut really deep. I remember almost feeling a sense of out of body sadness on the behalf of another person and I could feel the palpable pain of people trying to help this person. It made me think of my family dynamics quite a lot. And also really acknowledge the fact that, when others experience really rough times it is extremely tough to sit through and support them but when you yourself go through pretty self-induced tough times … yeah there is nothing quite as soul-crushing as that. It is a really draining experience and honestly so hard to explain to those who haven’t gone through it with literal long-term negative consequences effecting pretty much all parts of life. I’ll give an example because perhaps the above is a bit vague, like someone who drinks alcohol to an unhealthy degree, eventually gets liver cancer in the late future and now has to pretty much change their entire lifestyle to accommodate for a problem that could have been quite highly potentially prevented. I believe that this all sort of happens during your elderly years, when literally all the health things you neglect when younger all catch up at the same time – potentially the same type of more (hopefully) accomplished self-regret, although I guess this is unavoidable at that stage in life though.

This whole post was existential and dark. Uh, hope it didn’t make you guys too depressed. I don’t think it’s the best time to elaborate on other random things cause that was just a huge paragraph to read – with a lot of content inside it. Hope you guys have/had a great day – we’ll also ignore the gifs this time around as well to honour this ramble just existing out there.

-yoshimonster-

[petaledpout]

“My computer crashed and my work didn’t save!” is the new “The dog ate my homework.”

[pikahlua]

in terms of popularity do you think Uraraka is popular? like comparing her to the other shonen female leads like sakura, mikasa, nobara/maki(now) or makima? she ranked 16th in the last popularity poll which makes me wonder what is it about her character that hori wrote that failed to stick with the audience? or is just the lack of screentime her character has gotten?

I can't believe I'm about to say this, but this question is a little too meta for me lol.

I'm referring to the surface question rather than what I think you really mean by it. Like, I don't actively keep up with who is popular. I just incidentally might learn about these things. And you referenced a bunch of characters to compare Uraraka to whom...uh...honestly I had to Google some of them lol. I do not read/watch any of those manga/anime.

But I think you're really asking:

In what ways does Uraraka's character hit or miss with the audience? Why does it turn out like this?

First of all, I would just point out that you should note how you phrased the question. You didn't ask me why is Uraraka not as popular as other characters in her own manga, or other popular characters in other popular manga. You compared her to other women characters in other manga, specifically female leads. Uraraka is in many ways a character drawn to fit a token trope of shounen manga.

“Female lead.”

As if a woman can't be the main character of a shounen (they can, see Maka Albarn of Soul Eater and Emma of The Promised Neverland).

As if each manga can only have one female lead (there can be more, see Winry Rockbell and Riza Hawkeye of Fullmetal Alchemist).

I just want people to really consider how we think (or don’t think) about these things. It’s important to examine that.

Second, I’ll knock out the obvious issues with Uraraka’s popularity. She lacks screen time, she lacks meaningful personal motivations and character development outside of her relationship with the male main character, and she’s fairly removed from the main plot of the story. The saddest part is that it didn’t have to be this way.

Third, my general opinion on the matter: Uraraka is popular.

She’s very popular. I don’t think I’ve encountered a person who hasn’t been moved by her character/story. The problem is...we haven’t seen her in years.

I don’t think people hate Uraraka. I don’t think people even dislike her role as a romantic interest for the main character. In the beginning.

She disappeared as a character the moment her crush developed in the final exam arc. When it was Izuku crushing on her, it was cute. Because when Izuku was crushing on her, we got to see what he saw in her. She is a great character. I freaking love her. I also want to believe Izuku loves her, but...he doesn’t think about her anymore??? He doesn’t even think about their friendship that much either. It’s so bizarre. He used to treat her like a queen, and not in that creepy pedestal way (well, aside from how he used to treat EVERYONE like that). Now he barely notices her. I don’t know what to make of that other than the fact that I hate it. They do have some nice friend/romantic moments in the Joint Training arc (season 5) that almost get us back to those basics, but they ultimately don’t go anywhere.

But really, I think people like Uraraka...when she shows up. She just doesn’t often do that. And when she does it’s so brief that it just isn’t enough.

Who is Uraraka the character? I’m talking about the Sports Festival, of course, but I’m also talking about the martial artist.

The reason Uraraka is great...or was...is because she was destined to be a combat character on equal footing with many of the male fighters. She was allowed to get dirty. She was allowed to get ugly. She was allowed to be a mess. She was allowed to be competitive. She was allowed to be intimidating. She was allowed to be scary. She was allowed to be awesome.

Nothing illustrates this better than Bakugou vs. Uraraka.

If I did a poll of reaction YouTube channels watching that episode for the first time, I guarantee 75% minimum would have cried at least once during that episode. Real tears. Because Uraraka’s story, her character, her motivations, they are real. And they are universal. They aren’t feminine or masculine, they are purely relatable.

That’s a big part of why I love it when Uraraka interacts with Bakugou, or Iida, or Kirishima, or Asui, or anyone in a friend/comrade/competitor relationship. She’s so goddamn real, exactly the kind of girl I would expect to enroll in a hero school.

But when she’s forwarding the romance subplot? She’s stale. She’s flat. She’s boring. She’s not real at all. She’s just gone.

A part of me secretly hopes she’s a deconstruction of the female lead/romantic interest trope and fully rejects her crush, not because I have anything against IzuOcha (I don’t, I want it to be more interesting) but because she just deserves better and it’d be a nice twist on such a stale trope. It’d be the only thing that could justify the boring romance subplot, even if it doesn’t justify how boring it is. It could end with some commentary on how love is incompatible with hero work, which is a subplot we’ve seen a few times like with Kouta’s parents. Would that conclusion be worth it? Probably not. But it’s better than nothing, I guess.

I miss feral Uraraka, the one who scared the shit out of Bakugou. I miss her so much. Give her back.

[hephaestiions]

"Home and magic, same shape."

Forged Through Flowing Water by @tedahfromtayla (written for hephaestiions, Erised 2020) (E, 40k) 

Ever since I read this fic, I knew I would have to at some point write a rec for it because even the increasingly unhinged, breathless comments I left on every chapter of this story did not feel nearly enough to show my vast well of appreciation. So here I am, three months later, still misty-eyed over the emotions and still unable to comprehend that a fic like this actually exists– a fic I can go back to, take refuge in over and over again. 

A fic following Harry’s journey of reconnection with his Indian roots and Draco’s journey through the active deconstruction of his crumbling biases, Forged Through Flowing Water is an unparalleled work of art when it comes to commentary on decolonisation, privilege and disadvantage. It’s a love story that takes its time with a brilliantly satisfying pay-off for the wait, illustrating the importance of finding common ground and helping each other become better people as a prelude to lasting love. 

There is so much I have to say about this fic. Tedah’s style is phenomenal– introspective, descriptive, and full of little revelations culminating in a fascinating read. Not only does she do the enemies-to-friends-to-lovers trope with believable accuracy, she absolutely nails the characters and their complicated dynamics. The side-characters fleshed out with impressive care– my continuous, raging crush on Ms. Rana bears testament to this. The premise is so interesting, and the amount of research and dedication that has gone into the world-building and complex magical theory shines through. It’s a personal favourite moment of mine when the title of a fic, otherwise innocuous suddenly makes utter and complete sense, and that moment in FTFW is possibly one of the best in the game. A tense, electric atmosphere is shot through with Tedah’s brilliant humour that makes an appearance at every opportune moment and the fic perches on the delicate balance she creates throughout. 

I know Erised fics are tailored to the giftee’s detailed preferences, but I had no idea that even a gift fic could nail everything I could ever want from something I’m reading and experiencing with this much precision. I cannot study Indian History properly– I failed countless exams on the subject because I couldn’t bring myself to sit down and calmly read through the history of colonisation and the blood it took to free us from it. The massacres, the destruction, the demolition, the dehumanisation. There is no fic– there has, thus far not even been a piece of published literature that made that aspect of the history of my people feel so... seen. The setting cycling through Indian cities, including a thrilling few chapters in my hometown that made me scream with excitement on the first read and cry with emotion on the second. The integration of magic into the plot and into the culture and communities... I don’t have the words to explain how it made me feel. There are so many moments in this that are embraces from a skilled author who has thrown their weight behind the research and rendering of representation for a reader who clung to it all, pressure building behind her eyelids with the accuracy of the pain and the relief of the soothing. 

This fic was a love letter to many things. To Sikh, Desi!Harry, with his beard and kurta and the depth of his soul that spills into every line of this work. To Draco, remaining in character even as the definition of that character shifts into one of understanding and growth. To strong women and the work they do to secure and stabilise communities that need them. To India, to its history, to its nature and to its people. To representation. To that unmatched feeling of stepping out into the sunlight during the autumn months after a heavy season of monsoon. To love itself and the work it takes to find it. 

And most importantly, to the reader. I don’t think I can thank Tedah and Jay enough for what this fic is and what it means. If you haven’t read it already, then this is me asking you to do so at the soonest <3 

[haikyuuwaifu]

Miss Independent

Genre: Crack, Humor, Drama, NSFW, Mild Angst

Warning: Mild Angst

Kenma x Osamu x Suna x Reader Poly

Masterlist

D & Y/N| K & S| O& Y| Suna & Yui

‘Supercut’-lorde

Suna & Yui

He met her, the summer before his first year at Inarizaki. Her name was Yui and she had just moved into the neighborhood. Rintaro’s mother offered for her son to show the new girl around, and that summer was the best summer of his life. He had never spent so much time laughing, or just existing. As the summer ended he knew,  that she was someone he wanted to get to know more. So get to know more he did.

Rintaro and Yui started their first year of high school as boyfriend and girlfriend. Things weren’t so hard in the beginning, because they managed to spend almost all their free time together, but then Rintaro’s friend Atsumu convinced him to join the VBC with his twin, and suddenly their unlimited amount of free time was squished down to hardly any free-time at all. 

But Yui didn’t mind. She loved watching Rintaro get excited about something, so a few weeks after he joined the club, she applied for the position of team manager. Rintaro didn’t show it, but he was pleased that his girlfriend was willing to do something like that for him. It meant a lot to know that she was interested in his interests as well.

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The couple spent the rest of high school that way. Fighting was rare between the two because they knew each other so well. Yui knew when Rintaro needed space, almost always after a heavy loss. The same way Rintaro knew she needed comfort when she didn’t do well on one of her exams. They were considered the “ideal” couple through the whole of Inarizaki. They had been together for all of high school and the future looked promising. 

Suna had already given Yui a promise ring the year before. The loss to Kurasuno the year before was difficult for Inarizaki, but she had been there for him; and in that moment as she held him when he cried he knew...He knew that Yui was the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, so that summer he worked to save up and presented her with a promise ring; on the first day of their last year of high school. “I promise baby, when we finish school, and I make it pro I’m going to fucking marry you.” he had told her peppering her face full of kisses as she had giggle against them sliding the ring on her finger. 

Everything for Rintaro was perfect.

“Rinta! We did it!” Yui smiled squealing as she launched herself into the arms of her future. Suna pulled her close dipping his head down to pull her in for a soft kiss. “I am so proud of you baby.” he whispered, rubbing his nose against hers. “Honestly, I didn’t know if I could do it, but I’m glad I had you there to support me.” she whispered, fingers playing with the stray threads. “Oi, love birds! Kita is here and he wants a group picture of his “children” for his little group of mother hens or whatever!” Atsumu shouted arm coming around Suna and Yui’s shoulders. Standing next to his two best friends Suna smiled as he posed for the camera. Yui was behing Kita, smiling widely at him not a care in the world. 

This summer was supposed to be their last summer as kids, before the stresses of college life would begin. Suna, Atsumu, and Osamu had all applied to schools in Tokyo, and luckily enough they had gotten into the school Kita had gotten into. Yui was going to be going to college in Sendai. As much as she wanted to go to Tokyo, Sendai had a better program of study. A few weeks before graduation, Yui found out she got into Sendai, but that she needed to go on a trip for the summer related to her program study. That impromptu trip ruined all the plans the couple had for the summer, but Rintaro didn’t mind. Yui had been sacrificing things for him their entire relationship, so with his okay he had sent her off. 

Yui would be spending most of the summer traveling and working with relief programs, to help get a better understanding of the world outside of Japan. She wouldn’t have her phone and writing letters would be impossible considering she had no permanent address. So, Suna and Yui spent the summer doing their own things and preparing for their own futures. His was filled with packing up his life in Hyogo and making the move to Tokyo. Instead of staying in the dorms, he and the twins found an apartment with a fair rate; thanks to Kita’s photographer friend. He and Atsumu spent most the summer in training prepping for the college season and fulfilling the requirements needed to go pro. He thought about Yui often and he missed her like crazy, but he was sure she was doing fine without him, and he only needed to wait a few months for her to come home.

What was meant to take 2-3 months ended up taking an extra 5 months bringing it to a grand total of Yui being gone for 8 months. Around the 3 month mark, she had managed to get a letter to him, explaining that she would be staying on longer and that she loved everything she was learning; she couldn’t wait to show him everything she had seen. At the bottom of the letter, she wrote down the time and the place that she would meet him at the train station; and Rintaro counted down the days.

The day of their planned meeting Rintaro was nervous. He had opted to dress nice, and he had a ring box burning a hole in his pocket. The 8 months apart was hard for him, but it made him realize that he was sure that she was his future. He didn’t care where he was in life, so long as she was there with him. Sitting on a bench he waited knee bouncing nervously as he watched passengers coming and going through the train station. 

30 minutes after he sat down Rintaro heard the sounds of a laugh he knew all too well. Standing up he turned in the direction he heard it form, and made his way towards it only to stop in his tracks as he watched Yui, being carried off the train. He took in every new thing he noticed about her, she had changed; and yet she hadn’t changed hardly at all. Yui giggled at the man who carried her off the train and settle herself on her feet. Picking her head up, her eyes widened comically as they came face to face with Rintaro standing in front of her. “W-What are y-you doing here Rin?” she stuttered out, hands coming to mold around her small protruding belly. Suna’s eyes followed her movements and widened themselves as he noticed the swell in her midsection. “Peaches, who is this?” the man behind her asked softly, as he pulled their luggage with them. Yui waved her hand dismissively, “This is just an old friend darling, you go get the rest of our things while we catch up.” she murmured kissing his cheek softly. 

Turning towards him, Yui spoke, “What are you doing here Rin?” she murmered arms crossed over her chest, her stance steady. “I thought I was coming to meet my girlfriend after 8 months a part. I thought I was coming to see the love of my life as we agreed in the letter you sent...instead I come to the station to find you pregnant and with another man Yui...what the actual fuck is happening here?!”he seethed hand crushing the flowers he had bought for her. “It was hard being away from you, not being able to talk to you, and I did a lot of soul searching Rinta.” she mumbled eyes looking out into the sea of people ahead of them. “Going on that trip has changed my life.” she smiled softly. “Changed your life? What about our life Yui? What about the life we had planned and our promises?!” he snarled. She snorted softly rubbing her belly. “You didn’t really think you could make it pro did you? You’re good Rinta, but you’re not that good.” she murmured. “ Tachi-chan is a good man, and he gets me in a way that you never could Rinta...and we’re meant to be. We’re soulmates.” she sighed wistfully. “We eloped, and we’re expecting.” she giggled showing off the shoddy little band they had purchased from a street market. “ We’re on our way to his parents house to stay with them, until we can get a place of our own...we...Rinta...we were never meant to be forever, and I see that now.” she hummed rocking on the balls of her feet. Hearing her name being called, she smiled and waved. “I hope everything works out for you Rinta, but this is where our story ends.” and Suna Rintaro watched, as the love of his life walked away; into the arms of a man she had only met months ago. Heart shattered and trust completely broken.

-Rintaro ended up returning the ring, and locking himself away for a few days. His entire life had been shattered in a matter of moments and no one could pull him out of it. 

-When he finally made his way out of his room, his friends were there to help him work through it. Osamu was more help, as he’d been through a very difficult heartbreak as well so the two of them slept their way through college without a care in the world.

-Rintaro focused on his studies and on volleyball. He ended up proving Yui wrong when he was recruited by the EJP Raijin and later traded to play with his best friend for the MSBY Black Jackals; but at that point Yui, was just another blip on his radar.

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[greenstudies]

February favourites

Season 3

Self care:

Working out -I started working out again! I’m terribly out of shape and I struggle but I’m enjoying it very much

Eating healthy -I was eating quite badly in the past few months and now I started really focusing on eating better and avoiding overeating

Journaling -I like making collages of movies I’ve seen

Blogs and channels:

@kocourmokroocko​ -Už jsem zmiňovala, ale teď čteme veškeré životní příhody s bratrem a náramně se bavíme

jacksepticeye -I just started watching him play Little Nightmares 2

Linda Sun -Her content is just so positive and it makes me really think about how I see food and how important it is to practice intuitive eating

Crushes of the Month:

Ewan McGregor -Yes!! Finally someone new. I watched Birds of Prey and I was reminded of how much I liked Ewan’s show Long Way Round when I was little and then it went downhill. Now I am obsessed and I’m watching a lot of his films

Gillian Anderson -I can’t present too many new names out here, can I

Series:

Long Way Round -I’m just two episodes in but I’m already having a great time

Walking With Dinosaurs -Another trip to my childhood. I watched this documentary series so many times as a kid and now I returned because I need fun preparation for my exams

Books:

Metro 2033 -I really enjoyed Glukhovsky’s Futu.re and Metro 2033 didn’t disappoint. I really enjoyed the writing and the ending was jaw-dropping

The Magic of Tidying Up -I really enjoyed reading this and I’m sure I’ll apply a lot of the tips

Movies:

Bandersnatch -I have been told to watch this so many times. I kept pushing it off because I’ve never been a fan of black mirror, however this choose your own adventure story bles my mind in the most disturbing ways

Spiderman: Far from Home -I really love the new Spiderman films and I love Tom Holland even more. I enjoyed seeing Prague in the film (even though they could have chosen a real festival...)

Birds of Prey -I really loved this one. I had very low expectations because I didn’t quite like Suicide Squad but this was super fun!

Whisper of the Heart -Nothing heals the soul like a ghibli movie does

Moulin Rouge! -Here’s where my Ewan obsession comes in. Dude can sing!

What were your favourite things this month?

[amythecinnabunny]

Space AU and Time Travel for Juke 👀 <33

Holy shit holy shit holy shit ok ok ok ok first of all AKDBJSJSJJEJE YES

Okay okay so let me try to iron out the mess in my head skxbjsjjd I hereby apologize if things get out of order or whatever but I am literally vibrating with excitement someone please write this I'll love you forever

Ok so I'm thinking also an aged up au for ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* reasons *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ sjsnnsn

Also, I've done this before and I'm gonna do it again, but Bobby and Trevor are two different people for the sake of the timeline here.

Time frame for this would be WAY into the future. Humanity has gone galactic. We also had our asses handed to us by several alien planets but we probably deserved it. Anyway, after we got rid of Elon Musk, we eventually made peace with the aliens and now roam the galaxy freely. 20-30yo generally try to get into a different fleet, just to learn about other races. Think all those alien ships adopts a human posts.

Julie, Carrie and Flynn are my three girl geniuses. They're like,,, the smartest people in every room. They've been like this since freshman year of college. Julie, Carrie and Flynn also all want to get into the student exchange program, which is exactly what you think it is. Alien races (and this now includes humanity) swaps out older students with each other so they get a feel of what the other race is like. It's fun, educational, and! You get to make super long distance pen pals!

I'd also have so much fun making up new memes???? It would be so fucking stupid tho but I love it.

Anyway, so after a few years of jumping through the exchange programme, hoping from planet to planet, unfortunately, without their bestfriends :<, the three of them qualify to board research ships!!!

So at like 23-25, my girls come back together on the same ship!! Its a massive thing and so they've hired so many interns from so many different races. It's like a landing hub for several smaller ships. They have like 10 interns per species and that's only because there are laws against having too many of one kind after they put 50 humans on a space station and the humans tried to take over. Also, humans multiply faster than the others. This terrifies some races.

Anyway, the ship's really just a bunch of college kids from different planets trying to avoid exam season by submitting research papers from their ship. They all bond over deadlines, breakups and coffee (or the alien equivalent thereof)

Flynn dated an alien girl for a while. They were cute. Flynn: as a lesbian, it's my duty to date all the women in space

This is also where they run into Willie!!! Yay, Willie!!!

Nick Danforth-Evans and Kayla Evans-McKessie are around ... somewhere ... in bunk beds like the little toddlers they wish they were, crying about the 15 page essay on why Xjsbsjdjd is a very intelligent race that we could learn a lot from (yes, that is a keysmash I'm too buzzed to be creating alien species names sjdjjdjd)

Carrie and Nick do date for a while but then Carrie hooked up with Kayla. Bisexual queen who?

Julie met Willie that time she didn't sleep for over 48 hours because she had a research paper due within a week and she hadn't started yet and it was 10 000 words on her experiences with the Psjxjjdkeiwj race. Luckily for her, the kid she bumped into and spilled an energy drink all over had the same paper and helped her finish it. Willie sometimes goes by the nickname Lifesaver, thanks to Julie. This confuses the metaphor-less people because Willie's never saved anyone's life?? So why is he a lifesaver??

ANYWAY ON TO THE TIME TRAVEL BIT

On their own, Julie, Carrie and Flynn are professional smart people who know what they're saying and are clever enough not to do things with too many risks. In the same room, however, they turn into dumb geniuses who can and possibly may blow up the entire ship. It's a good thing they have Willie, Nick and Kayla to babysit them, right? WRONG. Willie Kayla and Nick egg them on.

They decide there going to gather all the information there is on time travel and they're going to decipher it and make it work! Yay!

When they find stuff in alien languages they start calling up their alien pen pals "hello what's this word mean in this context? What, haha oh no, it's a research paper on why time travel projects were abandoned before completion. Okay, thank you!"

Before long, they have a working time machine. I mean,, they hope so. And so they enter a random date from the past and prepare to pop their heads through just to see what the world looked like approximately 200ish years ago

2020s, post covid because that exists for joke reasons later, Sunset Curve is performing live for one of their biggest audiences yet when mid-song, the floor just opens them up and swallows them whole before vanishing. The crowd things it's a stunt but Sunset Curve's managers are flipping their shit

Back on the ship, the machine starts sparking and with a soft boom and a hiss, the power in that quadrant goes out -- not before Willie's is pelted in the face with a pair of drumsticks and then a whole person.

It's a miracle the drums survived the trip, pet alone everything else.

So now these sleep deprived geniuses and co. have to hide three people and several musical artifacts, plus the smoking remains of a time machine, from their Supervising Officer, who is regrettably, a human too.

And none of them are very good at lying.

Luke and Bobby are though, and after piecing together bits and pieces from the frenzied rambling around them, Luke and Bobby save the group.

Shenanigans ensue as they try to rebuild the time machine under the watchful eye of the SO, while trying to mantainbfake credentials for the boys and trying to explain their very dated clothing. (Yes, Sunset Curve STILL rocks the 90s vibe. In the 2020s. It's their thing.)

Willex happens in the background -- and I mean that very literally. (Jukebox having a tension moment, Willex making out in the background.)

Honestly I'm not sure yet how theyd solve the problems, whether they'd send the boys back or not or what, but I do know that they will all cause a BUNCH of problems in between.

Sometimes they play music just because they still can. Sunset Curve becomes a house band for the ship. They get broadcasted to neighbouring or passing ships like "hey, losers, we have live music, SUCK IT!"

Focusing on the jukebox aspect of this whole fic, that's gonna be a fucking hilarious slow burn.

It will definitely contain the lines "Oh my god, I have a crush on Julie." "Congratulations, you're officially the last to know." "What? Even [SO's Name] knows??" "Dude. The ship's navigation crew knows." "Does ... Julie know?" "No, you're both morons."

Julie is having the exact same conversation four hallways away.

They'd talk a lot about sending the boys back home and it'd be really quiet conversations when everyone else is asleep.

Julie and Luke write music together and after a while, Julie performs a few of them too. Thanks to the concerts, they meet the other human interns that were on the other end of the ship and Carrie and Kayla form Dirty Candy.

The ship becomes known as the party bus.

A thing that will happen: Luke helps Julie write one of her history papers that she gets an A+ for and a comment about how dedicated she was to have delved so far back in the history records to get authentic insight.

Julie and Luke speak in memes but they don't speak the same memes and it drives them both up the wall.

Luke says yeet one day and Julie's soul leaves her body because she hasn't heard anyone say yeet since she was a toddler back on Earth.

Julie: odd display, but acceptable.

Luke, physically experiencing a record scratch: what the fuck did you just say

That is all I have to offer because I'm afraid of plotting further and causing angst somehow.

oh one more thing, someone gets to bang an alien and it's probably Flynn.

Oh oh oh another one more thing. Reggie says "this is just like in Star Wars" for literally anything. The band goes along with it for shits and giggles. The rest of them are very interested in this ancient tale called Star Wars. Reggie sees a picture of Flynn and her green gf and says "hey, you dated photoshopped Yoda" and Bobby just loses his shit.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Hii Can you do an imagine with a female Reader who likes Jade but gets shy around him?

I’m honored that my first request is for Jade! I hope I can do him justice.

All of us Jade fans are shy around him, he’s just too cute for his own good and he knows exactly what he is doing...

Imagine this...

You visit the Mostro Lounge whenever your wallet allows for it. Your friends often warned you to avoid the Octavinelle dorm, where shady deals were struck and souls were signed away—but it didn’t matter to you. The lounge was a nice location to relax after exams (even if it was a bit—okay, very—expensive), you reasoned, and it was the only place where you could reliably catch a glimpse of your crush.

You peer over your menu and scan the room. There he is now, expertly weaving between the tables, dropping off platters of food, picking up checks.

He pauses to make conversation with the guests at table 3, a group of rowdy Heartslabyul students. One of them says something, and he chuckles.

Your heart leaps like a dolphin skipping across the waves.

Today is the day, you tell yourself. You'll finally pluck the courage to confess to Jade Leech.

Alas, your bravado vanishes the moment Jade glances away from table 3 and spots you. A smile creeps across his elegant features, and he begins to make his way toward you.

Crap, crap, crap—

You bury your face in the menu and busy yourself with studying the seasonal specials. Crab cakes, seafood carpaccio, limoncello sorbet...

“Fufu, welcome back to the Mostro Lounge, (Y/N),” comes Jade’s soothing voice. “I trust you have been well?”

“A-Ah, yeah...I’m doing good--er, well! I’m doing well,” you mumble from behind the menu. You do not dare to pry your eyes away from an image of an ornate shrimp platter--you know you will melt under his discerning gaze.

“I am glad to hear it. Are you prepared to place your order?”

“I um...I-I’m still deciding.”

“Then by all means, do take your time.” He pauses--but only for a heartbeat. “Would you care for a recommendation?”

“S-Sure!”

The next thing you know, Jade is right beside you--leaning down and pointing at an item with a gloved hand. He’s so close that you can almost feel his breath on your ears.

“I am rather fond of the carpaccio,” Jade says steadily, every syllable feeling like an eternity. The light catches in his golden eye. “Very light, very fresh.”

“I-I’ll take that, then!” you squeak out. Your face must be as red as a lobster by now.

“An excellent choice. I will inform the kitchen at once.” He straightens and dips into a bow. “As always, we thank you for your patronage, (Y/N). The menu, if you please.”

You reluctantly relinquish it to him, exposing your flushed face. There is no hiding now. It’s all over for you.

“Oya, oya. The sun has been horribly strong today, has it not?” Jade declares, much to your surprise. “Allow me to fetch you a glass of ice water to help you cool down.”

And as Jade begins to saunter away, he glances over his shoulder and offers you a knowing smile--mysterious like a witch’s wink, but as bright as the full moon.

You find yourself blushing even harder than before.

Strong sun, indeed.

One day, you tell yourself. One day, you will tell him how you feel. But for now...this was all the happiness you needed.