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on-noon · 2 years

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Find the Word Tag

thanks for the tag, @aohendo

i'll tag @saltysupercomputer @houndsofcorduff @oh-no-another-idea and anyone who wants to! with the words: obvious, probably, problem, job, obey

my words were: math, write, read, spell, and logic. (i managed to get Kalro in three of them)

Math (ChemistMan)

“Hi chemist-man. What are you doing?” Waren asks, in Draconis. He also isn’t that used to telepathy. I sit down next to him. “I’m working on making a fertilizer for up in the mountains. Today I made the first test. I’ve never done anything with plants like this before, so I don’t know how to do it right, but I made some different mixtures, and I’ll see what’ll happen next. Oh, also tommorow can you fly me into town? I need to smuggle more things.” “Sure. As long as you let me do the math.” “Hey, I can do math” I say.

Write (life friends & friendship ends)

At breakfast, someone is running around handing out letters. Jawash gets one, he reads it in a few seconds, then pulls out a notebook from his pocket and immediately starts writing back. Half the people at my table get one. I'm not going to get a letter from my parents, so I kind of ignore it. "Kalar, I have some letters for you," they say. I take it surprised. I read the fronts, they're all from Thalar. Of course, he'd be the only one who could manage to get a letter sent to me, and who'd care to write one. I read them, starting with the oldest. They tell of him applying to the Academy for Judges and administrators, getting accepted and arriving. He tells what my other siblings are doing since they no longer have a chance of being the heir. Dakar is going to the Military academy, that'll fit her.

Read (ChemistMan)

"Luckily you’re not the pro dragon-racer. Honestly, I envy your courage with not following our parents visions for our futures. I only took dragon-racing seriously as a profession when I placed first in an inter-school competition, and even then, that’s a job with fame. I’m enjoying politics, too, I just wonder what else I might have taken an interest in if there wasn’t that expectation,” Khali says. “Obviously dragon-racing. According to the newspapers, the reason for all your success is your ‘obvious and complete love for the sport’. I don’t know what else. Scout?” I say. “I wouldn’t think you’d read those newspapers. That interview was a week ago, you were in school. How’d you get a newspaper?” I rub my arm, “I may have also smuggled things into school. Someone wanted a newspaper, so I looked through it and saw that interview, so I read it.”

Spell(s) (life friends & friendship ends)

I sit in the corner of the class, and Jawash makes faces while Rabal is talking. I try to ignore him, because Rabal is the one teacher I don't want catching me distracted. He's more intimidating than my dad, honestly. He's explaining what we're going to do today, we're going to try and increase the power of a bodyguard's spells. We haven't learned how to do that yet. No-one interrupts to tell him, though.

Logic (Dragonless)

“It just didn’t work out for me. Are you in the art section, then since you’re taking art classes?” I said. “No, I’m in the logic section. I was originally in there because there was an empty room, and one of the conditions of me coming here was that I got my own room. But Kalro got transferred here, and we ended up in the same room, the Cantisle government doesn’t know yet. If they found out I’d probably have to return to Cantisle,” Jasp said. “I thought you couldn’t move upper schools,” Rina said. “Jasp tries to be nice and call it a transfer, but I really got expelled,” Kalro said.

#find the word tag #tag game

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theapollosystem · 20 days

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Today we rode the Green line up to Union Sq and then Medford Tufts, I want to ride the entire MBTA besides commuter rail of course before I eventually leave boston.

I had a job interview but they had to reschedule because the woman who scheduled it forgot it was Labor day today.

I have school tommorow starting early and i’m actually excited. It’ll be good, even though we left home Im still struggling with self harm thoughts well not me one of our alters.

we still have the last ones healing though it’s not obvious unless you really stare at my forearms, which most people aren’t doing.

#did system #did community #tw self h4rm #self h@rm

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lucyiris · 2 months

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I had another job interview and it went okay I didn't love it didn't hate it I got an email from the pawnshop which was interesting, because it was acting like I just applied so it was a little confusing, but I'm assuming it's a good or neutral thing. I got a call back from one of the places I interviewed for and they told me they want to make a job offer to me, but I don't know if they are trying to give me their part time or full time position and they are also horrible at telling me the correct time I was supposed to get a call from them last week and I was apparently supposed to get an email today which I didn't receive, so all of that I find a bit frustrating, I have a phone interview in a couple days and I'm gonna call a company tommorow morning and talk to them about stuff I have a lot of opportunities right now I think, but I'm not sure what ones will give me a good offer if they offer me one at all and if I get multiple I don't know what I'll choose it's stressing me out and it's all I talk about I just feel so horrible

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automaticbearheart · 7 months

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How to win the job you want

Chapter 1 : Choose the Right Career

Start With Yourself

What Is my Intended Occupational Field

What Are The Hottest Jobs of The 21st century

Still Need Help In Knowing What You Really Want ?

Chapter 2 : How Do I Look For Job

What Should Be I looking Looking For?

Where Do I Look For Jobs?

Gather Information About Your Prospective Job ?

Find out if the company is People - Oriented

Chapter 3 : Make that Winning Resume

How Do I Organize My Resume

What Kind Of Resume Should I Make?

How Can I Make My Resume Look Really Good?

What Should I Avoid In Resume Writing?

How Can I Make A Good Letter Of Application?

Chapter 4 : Pass That Interview

How Do Interview Really Rates Applicants

Prepare Thoroughly Before The Interview

Dressing Up For The Interview ?

Be Prepared For The "Dirty Dozen" Question

What Test Examination Will I take

Why are people not hired ?

Chapter 5 : Youre Hired ! Excel amAt Work and Get Promoted

Developed The Work Attitude

Developed The Right Co Worker Attitudes

Developed The Workplace Attitude

What If

Do You Really Want Get Promoted

Chapter 6 : Is It Time To Switch Jobs

When Should I Shift To A New Job

When I Should'nt Shift To A New Job

When Your Finally Leaving

How Should I Handle My Job

Chapter 7 : Turn Your Job Into A Lifetime Career

Have A Career Statement

Create Your Own Five -Year Plan

The Final Word Wher Do You Want To Be Tommorow

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the-forbidden-archive · 8 months

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Emily - january twelve 2024 report given by Margareth Rigs female 30 years old when the report was stated regarding the break into her and her parthners home made by a antoid human as she called it interview stated on January fourth year 1984 report states -

it was evening when it happened me and Dorothy, my parthner, came back from our jobs and we were eating supper together, and watching a movie, now i probably should add that that thing i saw looked terrefingly similar to my neighbors, miss Antoines husband, Baryxon which was missing at that time.When we finished our meals i took the plates to the kitchen to clean them, and then i saw it, it was terrefing really, it was wearing only it's underwear, it looked humanoid but had the parts of a ant, it had a human head with ant mandibles and tendrils as well as antennas, then going down, there was his breast part and it was seperated from his legs by an ant like chitin plate, and his kneecaps also had this plate, as well as his knuckels. i should point out how that man got in, well we left the window open as there was a smell left, after we burned our first supper, we had a delivery that night we belive that the smell of food was what has driven him to enter the house. and after that we called the cops and animal control we weren't sure what to call both came in the same time and also weren't sure who should take him but they decided to take him to jail and study his behaviour amongst people. Everybody was horrified at the state of the man but we all agreed that we shouldn't consider him any less human than us, although he kind of was less human, you see none of us knew if he could understand us we didn't want to risk it. they took him to the hospital first to make some kind of check of his brain and it was fully human, me and Dorothy went with them to the hospital and to the jail as well. in the jail he was given clothes and i think he was happy about it, one of the policemen went to get him some food we came to the idea that he was hungry after looking at the circumstances of the break in, and as we were passing by the cells looking for an empty one, i could see all the petrified faces looking at what has been brought in. we found one empty cell and left him there and after that we came here to make a interview. and that's how it ends. He is scedueled for a dna test tommorow. i will be there and if he really is Baryxon then miss Antoine will be responsible for him and his behaviour if not then me and Dorothy will be.

end report

I got my team to check the legitimacy of this report they came in with data, a lot of data. apperantly the report is saying the truth and the man is still alive so before the recording i got to meet Dorothy and Margareth who are now responsible for the guy, him, and his terrible ex wife, it appears that miss Antoine herself had a laboratory, and in there held her husband imprisoned, and she modified his genetics to do this to him supposedly she was into insects especially ants and wanted to have a dog sized ant that would be basically her servant, she is very narcissistic and always considerd herself the queen of ants. thank you for listening to my ted-talk

#the forbbiden archives #made by hi im erick #horror #writing #writers on tumblr #tfa.ep4

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dumblesbiansworld · 2 years

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i kinda have a job interview tommorow :)

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le-fruit-de-la-passion · 3 years

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Curiosity Killed The Cat - Silco x Reader (Explicit)

Perhaps you should have known better than to try to trick the Eye of Zaun.

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"No."

"No ?!" you yelled back.

"No."

You stared in frustration at the heavy-set woman in front of you, drinking beer like her last care in the world was talking to you.

"But I have the right credentials!"

"I'll be honest, I really don't give a shit about that part." the woman shrugged, her mechanical arm reaching for a cigarette in her pocket. This could not be happening.

Finn had given you this job because he trusted you could handle it. He trusted you could infiltrate Silco's fort, find him the information to take the man down. He trusted you. This mission had to work.

The woman lighted up the cigarette, letting it rest in the corner of her mouth. "You'll never survive here. If I take you in today, I'll end up having to clean what's left of you tommorow off the bar's floor. That's work I don't feel like doing."

You sighed in frustration : "But I know you need a new bartender ! The last one was killed, right ? I'll do better !"

For the first time since your job interview had begun, the woman looked at you, and you realized you had made a mistake. Few people would have known about this man's death except Silco's inner circle, The Last Drop's regular patrons, and Finn, who had ordered the hit himself to give you an in.

The woman's dark black eyes glinted dangerously, a new expression on her face. You realized just how much taller than you she truly was. "Is that so ? And who told you that ?"

The intensity of her stare made you sweat, your bravado failing you. "A….a friend. He comes by here often."

She grunted, inhaling the cigarette's smoke, glaring at you: "Then let that story teach you what happens to bartenders who don't please the boss."

You stood rigidly as she crossed her legs, her muscles rippling as she shifted in the chair. With her bare arm, she could probably crush your windpipe before you'd even notice her moving. A tense moment passed, and she smiled smugly. "I'm joking. You didn't piss your pants, did you ?"

"I…" you replied hesitantly. She let out a hardy laugh, clapping her thigh in amusement.

"I like you, kid. You're just not strong enough for this job. Not for Silco."

You looked pitifully at the Last Drop's dirty floor, ashamed. Finn would get you for this…

"There's nothing I can say to change your mind ?"

She looked you over once again, head tilting. "Insisting, aren't we ?"

You gulped with difficulty, trying to maintain eye contact. "Alright, your funeral. Don't act like I didnt warn you." she finally conceided, and god, you could have jumped in joy. The mission was on. "Come back at 11 tonight. I'll get you ready for the job."

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You almost skipped into the bar later that night, euphoric about your success. All you would have to do was act as a bartender for a few days, gain everyone's trust, and snoop through Silco's documents on Shimmer shipments. In, and out. The robust woman you met earlier was leaning against the bar's counter, glaring at you with frustration as she saw you approach.

"You're late."

"Sorry !" you replied hurriedly. "I just had to do this thing-"

"Doesn't matter" she interrupted, inspecting her mechanical fingers. "I'm Sevika. You can just call me that." She straightened her back, smothering a cigarette bud you hadn't even noticed she held. "I'll show you the back room first."

You followed obediently, giddy. Finn had mentioned Silco's right hand was a woman called Sevika; if you had fooled her, you could fool them all. "Ladies first." Sevika said, holding a wooden door stolen the end of the corridor open for you.You took a few steps in before realizing something was wrong.

This was not a backroom.

In fact it was anything but a backroom. The walls were dark and ornate, covered with detailing befitting of a Piltover noble. An enormous handcrafted desk sat at the end of room, the back of a velvet chair looming over the whole office. "I dont understand-" you said turning around as the door slammed shut in your face.

Your heart dropped.

You pounded on the frame, panicked: "Sevika ! Sevika let me out ! This isn't funny !"

No reply came from the other side of the wall. You heard the woman's heavy boots walk away, leaving you alone in the empty room. The silence echoed around you, deafening. You sank to your knees, desperate. Had she figured out your cover ?

"You're a bit later than I expected." a deep voice suddenly came from behind you. You jumped back up in fear, looking around you to find who had spoken. The large chair pivoted, creaking, the greenish lights revealing the angular profile of a sitting man with dark, slicked back hair.

"Silco" you breathed out.

The man smirked, the scars around his darkened eye spawning like a spider's web. "I'm honoured you recognize me." he said with irony, bowing his head in mock reverence. "Sevika tells me you were quite interested in a position here. Is that true ?"

He spoke calmly and surely, almost as if talking to a frightened child. "Y-yes, sir." you replied, trying to steady your voice. "I thought I could be of use as a bartender." Sisko hummed, eyes never leaving you. "Bartender, huh ? And who suggested that ? Finn ?"

Your heart stopped. "I-I dont know what you're-"

"That boy is an idiot." Silco interrupted, looking off at the wall. "He's nothing but a petulant child who was given too much responsibility for his own good. And you, poor thing," he said, turning his focus back to you. "Are the best he can manage to send after me. Pathetic."

He got up, moving towards you, and you felt your legs wobble. In that instant, you felt the primal need to run, to race as fast as you could to save your life. And yet you were paralyzed by fear, incapable of even lifting a foot off the floor. He had gotten so close you could smell him, strong cologne and musky tabacco filling your nostrils and emptying your brain. "Run." you thought. But you didn't move.

Silco hummed appreciatively, caressing your face with a leather glove. You felt like an animal being inspected, about to get sent to the slaughterhouse. "See," he started, "I don't think you're a bad girl. In fact, I think you could be a very good girl. Am I right ?" Throat dry, you nodded. "But," he continued, "you did the very bad mistake of allying yourself with a lesser man. If I simply let you go while you were trying to invade my property, it wouldn't send back a nice message to good old Finn now, would it ?"

You swallowed heavily. "Please," you barely recognized your own voice as it came out of you, "please don't kill me."

Silco made a show of shooting up his eyebrows in fake surprise. "Kill you? Now why would I do that ?" He took a step back and you fell over, not realizing how badly you struggled to stay up next to him. His prescence was hypnotic, dominating, oppressive. Silco tutted: "Now, look what you've done silly girl, you went and fell on your own." He leaned against his work desk, contemplating your cowarding form like a wolf would a deer. "I have a proposition to make you. Come tommorow morning, one of two things will happen to you. I'll either send your remains in a lovely little box to dear Finn, or I'll personally escort you out, maybe even have Sevika bring you safely home. Now, all you have to do is do as I say."

You vigorously nodded, scrambling to your feet. You knew he was serious; your life depended on this. "I'll do it ! Whatever it is, I do it ! If its Finn you want, I'll get him for you !"

For the first time that night, Silco's honeyed smile fell. He looked at you with distaste, obviously displeased in something you had said. "Not a very loyal one, are you ?"

"I- I'm-" you stuttered.

"No matter. The offer is still available." he sighed with disinterest, opening one of the desk's drawers to pull out a cigar. "Being loyal to one like Finn would be horribly stupid of you anyway. Fire ?" he questioned.

It took you a few seconds to figure out he was asking you. Hesitantly, you pulled out a stingy lighter, handing it to him. He grabbed it with a smile, the cold feeling of his gloves against your fingers paralyzing. "Why, thank you." He turned it on, lighting his cigar and taking a deep puff, exhaling with satisfaction. "Strip." he finally said.

You first assumed you had misheard him. When you didn't move, he let out a disapproving sound: "You're not deaf as well, are you ?". The initial shock having passed, you hesitantly stripped down, leaving only your undergarnments to cover your body. "Better" he commented, looking you over; he seemed to like what he saw. "Maybe Finn chose you for a reason after all." he smiled with malice.

Still, he didnt move, contemplating you like an pet halfway through completing a trick. "The rest off, too." he waved his hand in dismissal. "Hurry up, I don't have all night."

You felt yourself turn red against your will, ashamed. You looked at the floor and tugged at a strap of your bra, reluctant to pull it off.

"You're testing my patience."

You looked back at him, his eyebrows furrowed in annoyance; he was not joking.

Slowly, you took off your bra and your panties, trying to maintain a semblance of dignity. He whistled ironically when you were done. "What a show…" You stood in front of him, naked, on the edge of tears. "Is this enough ?" you asked pleedingly. "Enough?" he asked in something akin to confusion. "But we haven't started yet. Come here."

You obeyed, dragging your feet on the floor, trying to look at anything but his face. "Knees." he commended; you obliged. "You must know I can't go so easy on spies." You nodded, still looking down. "Still, do try to enjoy yourself" he said nonchalantly. "It'll feel much better for you."

You weren't so stupid as to not get what he was getting at. You placed your hands on his clothed thighs, feeling the softness of the expensive material. No one in Zaun owned anything quite like it. You tugged at his zipper, bringing it down, letting his member pop free. He purred in approval, setting his cigar down. He was already half hard, no doubt at the sight of you naked for him, almost crying.

His cock was very much like him, slender but long, crooked towards the tip. It smelled of fresh soap, as if he often took the time to clean it. You gave it a small lick, lapping like a kitten. A gloved hand slipped under your jaw, forcing your head up : "Look at me." Silco warned. "And nowhere else."

You obliged with difficulty, having trouble sucking him and not breaking contact with his cold, calculating stare. As you took more of him in your mouth, you saw a glimmer of pleasure in his teal eye, the other still dark as stone. You started sucking his dick, settling into a rhythm, trying to get as much of him as you could. He smiled, petting your hair, and you hated how comforted it made you feel. You wanted him to keep touching you. "I knew you were a good girl. You have talent. Do you do this for Finn and his men too ?". You looked down, blushing furiously; it was hard to deny anything with your mouth still half full of cock.

"I said," Silco started. "Look. At me."

Before you could do anything, his gloved hands roughly grabbed the back of your head, pushing himself all the way down your throat. You gargled and tried to push him off, unable to breath, but he kept himself sheathed, unmoving. He leered at you like you were nothing more than a petulant child throwing a tantrum. You tried controlling your breathing through your nose, slowly regaining a steady respiration. You looked at him through your wet lashes, cheeks covered in tear tracks. "Better. Do not make me repeat myself again."

With his hands on both sides of your head, he started moving in your mouth, fast and rough. No coherent thought would form in your mind except for that same primal need for survival: all you could do was try to live through the most powerful man in Zaun fucking your mouth.

Every time he slowed down and you thought you would get a few seconds off, he snagged you by the hair and started again, even more vigorously, making you choke around him. His smirk mocked you as he kept pounding into you, his glassy eyes lustful. For a moment, you thought you could see your own reflection in the depths of his dark eye; but it was gone before you could confirm it.

Silco didn't make much noise when he came; only a few grunts and mumbled curses under his breath served as a warning to the bitter cum that soon pooled in your mouth. You swallowed, making sure not to spill any on him, relieved when he finally pulled out.

"Good job." he smiled almost genuinely, rubbing your cheek again. You leaned into the touch, starved for contact, and he laughed at your desperation. "You poor thing. I can't just leave you like this, now can I ?" He gestured for you to get up, slowly pulling off his gloves as you did so, revealing thin and elegant fingers. "Now, you won't be able to say to Finn I don't know how to treat my guests."

Without a word of warning, he slid two bare digits into you, making you gasp. You grabbed onto his shoulders for balance, scrunching the velvety fabric between your hands.

"This wet ? Just from sucking cock ? Maybe Sevika was wrong about you. Are you really working for Finn, or are you just from the brothel next door ?" You couldn't answer him, the feeling overwhelming, his eyes never leaving you for a minute. "Now look, you've done and made a mess again."

It was true: your juices were leisurly slipping out of you, dripping down onto his suit pants. "I expect reparations for this. Come on, sit down." His hand pulled out of you and you whined at the loss as he pat his inner thigh, next to his already hardened cock. "I'm not a man who enjoys waiting." he said vaguely.

Legs weak, you positioned yourself above his member, your body begging for you to let him take you. You wanted him. You needed him. You lowered yourself down steadily, and moaned at the feeling of finally being full. You took pleasure in noticing that Silco's breathing had also gotten shaky, and that the tip of his ears had reddened. You buried yourself in the crook of his neck, taking the rest of him, as he patted you delicately on the back.

Neither of you moved at first; you felt secure, at home, tucked in the arms of the man who held the world in the palm of his hands. "You're gorgeous." he whispered against your ear, and you felt like that might have been the first time he had been truly sincere that night. Finally, he started moving, holding your waist and sliding you up and down his cock like a doll. You moved with him, moaning loudly, listening to the foreign sound of your own voice echoing through his office. You looked into his eyes, desperate, and kissed him.

You felt his surprise against you at first, and then the smirk sketching himself onto his lips. He responded to your fervor in double, biting your lips ferociously. The taste of iron spread throughout your mouth, making you feel delirious.

"Ah," he exhaled, mouth against yours. "He should have sent you by sooner…"

You recaptured his mouth, moving your hips in tandem with his. "I-I'm Silco- sir-" you blabbed incomprehensibly. His right hand left your waist and snaked around your neck, playful: "Call me "sir" again."

You opened your mouth as he hit a peculiar spot deep inside you, making you whimper. "Sir…sir p-please… keep going…" you managed to get out. That seemed to please him greatly; his hand tightened around your throat, and he shushed you as you cried out. "Shh, darling, sweet girl, I've got you. I'll take care of you."

Your vision started blurring, your entire body shaking as his grip around you tightened. You felt yourself on the edge of ecstasy, flashes of white shining in front of your eyes. "Cum." he commended.

And you did.

Everything went dark, your eyes screwing shut at the intensity of the feeling. You felt yourself collapse against him as he bit your neck savagely, finally cumming in you. You stayed there, tongue lolling out and incapable of moving, fucked beyond your capacities.

Silco, on the other hand, did not seem bothered very long. He pulled out of you, cooing when you whined as your mixed fluids drizzled out of you. He gently guided your unmoving body to the carpet on his floor, kissing your forehead in the process. "What a good girl." he said again with affection.

He straightened his back, tucking himself back in his pants, before turning towards the door and saying "You can come in now."

To your horror, Sevika opened the door and walked in, barely looking at you for a second before going to her boss. You desperately tried to hide your privates, limps still trying to learn how to function again.

"Its nothing she hasn't seen before." Silco simply said to you. He turned to his right hand woman: "Make sure to bring this lady home safely. You may need to carry her, I think you'll find her rather… tired." Sevika nodded curtly as Silco headed out his office. "And one last thing," he said to you through the door frame, his strange eyes locking into yours one final time.

"If Finn ever wants to steal from me again, make sure he sends you."

#another one for arcane thank u ladies n gentlemen #why is posting on tumblr always so complicated....this hellsite........#silco x reader #silco #arcane

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iwadori · 3 years

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When they neglect you for another girl Part 4 (Sakusa)

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five

Word Count: 2.6K

Genre: Angst to Fluff

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AN: YES I DID PUT MYSELF IN THIS STORY! SUE ME. This is basically inspired by a random conversation i had w the great @teesumu, so this is basically for you doll <3

Sakusa:

You and Sakusa have been together for a around 10 years and love eachother immensly.

However recently Sakusa has been busy and you havent really had much time together lately as he claims been busy doing loads of visits with his new agent.

But of course, being the loving partner you are you wanted to revive the spark in your relationship.

You have been seeing a lot of people on social media posting their aesthetic ‘picnic dates,’ and you knew that this was something that appealed to you before it was ‘on trend.’ Kiyoomi immediately came to your mind once you had the idea of going on a date. You knew that you haven’t be around each other lately, as Kiyoomi always had either a ‘meeting’ or some sort of ‘interview’ that his new agent “Empress” has set up for him.

You didn’t really know Empress that well, just that she was ‘good at her job,’ a ‘hard and dilligent worker,’ and a ‘raging hottie’ with Atsumu’s opinion being the last one. You weren’t suspecting her to have any malicious intent towards you or Kiyoomi, since you knew that he had a great judge of character. But it was just odd, that every time Kiyoomi was running late or having ‘super-secret’ conversations on the phone it was always because ‘my agent set up this,’ ‘my agent set up that,’ and that’s what left you a bit wary.

As you were scrolling through your phone you see a calendar updating saying : Next Week‘ A DECADE AGO WE FELL IN LOVE.’

10 years. How could you forget? You and Omi have literally been together for a decade. You think back to the decade of madness and love you’ve been through together, smiling fondly to yourself but then you think about where you are now... barely even talking to each other, only mainly seeing him when he comes home from work.

You need to fix this. Or at least make an attempt to get you and Kiyoomi talking again. So, the only thing you can do, is plan that picnic.

You spent the rest of the day planning your anniversary picnic. ’It’s going to be great,’ you think to yourself, you have a list of all Omi’s favorite foods you're going to make him and bring and you are probably going to pick up a few board games and maybe even get some paint supplies. You and Kiyoomi used to paint a lot together, with the two of you not being the best of painters, but you enjoyed eachothers company non the less.

Everything was sorted...for the most part. All you needed to do was get Omi there, and it’ll all be okay. Right? As you were bubbling and looking for more picnic inspo, you hear your front door open which made you even more excited to tell your boyfriend your plans.

As you rush to go greet him, you see he’s on the phone making you roll your eyes. “No Empress it won’t work, we need this sorted by next week. Okay? Next week.” he says in an agitated way. He hangs up the phone and sighs, shoving off his duffel bag.

“Hey Omi, how was your day?” you say a bit hesitant, noticing his annoyed mood.

“Fine” He said dismissively, aiming to walk past you aiming for your bedroom.

“Oh well I have something amazing planned for ne-” you try to say following after him.

“Can we not do this right now Y/N,” he says again turning too look at you making you frown a bit, all you wanted to do is surprise him with your plans and have a day out with him. After noticing your sad look he finishes with “it’s just that Empress she’s bee-”

“I don’t want to hear about her.” you say bitterly folding your arms, Empress is the last person you want to hear about right now “God Omi can’t you just care about me? For once.”

“I do I-”

“You don’t anymore,” you say, with all the emotions and feelings you’ve been just supressing from a while coming up. You don’t even know how you got from point A to B with this conversation, but there's no stopping now. “I feel that, for a while now we haven’t been how we were before when we were just Y/N and Kiyoomi. Instead of how we are now. Just Y/N. Then Kiyoomi and Empress.”

After hearing his agents name, Kiyoomi’s name contorts to confusion “Empress? What does she have to do with anything?”

“How can you not see? For the past month all it’s been is ‘Empress this’ ‘Empress that,’” you complain “Having your super secret conversations with her, like god Kiyoomi can’t you see a problem with this?”

“It’s not like that Y/N, we’re just work partners” he says looking a bit annoyed “Just business.”

“Just business? So Kiyoomi, what were you talking about on the phone earlier” you say with your voice slight accusingly.

“Umm I, I can’t really say?” he says more of a question then a fully assured statement. You squint your eyes at him and scoff.

“What is going on with you Omi?” you say “are you cheating on me with her is that it?”

“No, no of course not Y/N! How could you even ask that?” he frowned at your question making your chest hurt, since deep down you knew he could never do that to you. Could he?

“Well tell me then, what were you talking about?” you ask again.

“I can’t say..” he finishes

“Well I can’t stay.” you say and his face goes back to confusion “Here. With you.”

“What do you mean Y/-”

“I need a break or something. I just can’t be here right now.” You start to rush and pack a big of things whilst Kiyoomi just stands there.

After you pack up your stuff, you look back and see Kiyoomi just there. Standing. You were upset, you kind of wanted him to rush after you and beg you not to leave, but he was just there. Standing. So you put the hand on the door and just before you leave you turn back and say “bye Sakusa, see you later?” to which you see him slightly nod at.

When the door shut, Kiyoomi starts to cry. After hearing you call him by his last name really twisted the knife that was already in his heart. You haven’t called him that since you were like 15. He knew what you wanted; he knew you wanted him to rush towards you and beg you not to leave, but he didn’t. He couldn’t. But what he could do is call the one person he only could call.

After a few rings, he hears “What do you need Saku?”

“She’s gone, she left.”

“What do you mean she’s gone, did you tell her?”

“No I didn’t tell her. And that’s the problem, Empress she think-”

“Saku, don’t worry about it. I’ll handle it.”

“You’ll handle it?”

“Don’t I always?”

He couldn’t argue with that, he just had to trust that Empress could sort it. “And also, don’t spend the week with your head up your ass crying, you’ve got a lot of grovelling to do kiddo.”

He nodded even though she couldn’t see him, as he knew that what just went down needed to be resolved, fast.

Meanwhile, on your end. You’re a mess. Sobbing all the time, tissues are your best friend, you’ve been waiting just waiting for a message or a call, or some form of communication. You just wanted to feel wanted by your boyfriend (can you even call him that now.)

You spent the rest of the week at your parents, immersing yourself in your work and doing ‘self care’ things, trying to forget all about the argument you and Kiyoomi had.

One day, you receive a letter, it wasn’t delivered by a mail man though. It was slid under your door, in a golden envelope sealed with a red hot wax seal. It read:

‘Dear Y/N,

My sweetheart, im sorry for how the week has been and I know a letter with only a fraction of how I feel won’t make up for how I acted that day. But im inviting you to join me at the Gardenia Botanical Gardens at 2 pm tommorow, to celebrate our 10 year anniversary.

I know there is a big chance, you may not want to see me and I understand but please. I love you, so so much, that words can’t even describe. But I need you to see me apologise and I need to make it up to you.

I hope to see you there, I’d wait the whole day for you. If you don’t show, I understand.

Sincerely, Sakusa Kiyoomi

P.S The theme is ‘summer hot day, tea with the queen’ - Atsumu’

You smile at the letter, but wonder if you should actually go or not. You did want to see him of course and get this all resolved, but you had your own plans for your anniversary which wouldn’t of been spoiled if he didn’t withhold his super-secret phone calls.

It took you hours to contemplate on what to do, but you decided to just sleep on it and see how you feel tomorrow. In the morning, you knew what you wanted to do. Of course, you had to go, at least to hear him out and see if he really did cheat on you or not. For all you know he’s inviting you to tell you that he’s going to run away with his agent and his secret kids they had together. You shook the negative thoughts from your head and just repeated your mantra ‘hope for the best and prepare for the worst.’

When you got there, you didn’t exactly know where he would be but he said ‘botanical gardens’ so of course you decided to just wander around there. It was nice walking around and just smelling the roses, and seeing the pretty scenery.

“Excuse me ma’am,” you hear someone say tugging on your leg “um that mister over there told me to give you these.” Looking down, you see a small boy who looked about the age of four with a crumpled up bunch of roses handing them to you.

“Oh thank you,” you say giving the kid a head pat “where is this ‘mister’ might I ask?”

“He’s over there!” The kid pointed behind him and you look to see Kiyoomi sitting under a white gazebo which is surrounded in your favorite flowers and the table is filled with food.

You walk over to your ‘boyfriend,’ with him not noticing your present yet. When you reach him you say “I think she stood you up buddy,” you joke making him jump abit startled.

“Y/N!” he exclaimed, instantly beaming “You came you made it!” he stood up and pulled you into a hug, which you return before you remember why you came here in the first place.

“Oh I-” he says awkwardly

You decide to sit down pulling him down with you. You kind of sit there in uncomfortable silence, for a while until you both say.

“So I-”

“What are yo-”

You both laughed at your simultaneous comments, before Kiyoomi looks at you letting you speak. “What did you want to bring me here for?”

“I didn’t want, what happened last week to happen Y/N I-” he says looking a bit panicked “It wasn’t supposed to go this way.”

“Then how was it meant to go Sakusa.”

“Y/N, please don’t call me that, I know I made you upset but pleas-” he starts before getting distracted again “Y/N, I called you here to say a few things..”

“Them being.?” you ask a bit impatiently.

“I love you. I love you so much, you don’t even understand. Ever since I saw you at my volleyball game in our first year, in the stands just cheering us on. I knew that from that day, after I scored the winning point and our eyes met, that we were destined to be together. I just love you so much Y/N”

“Omi I don’t understand I-”

“Just let me finish please, It’s taken a while for me to say this. And trust me, there’s been so many times when I wanted to just say ‘hey Y/N let’s get married,’ but I couldn’t I was scared, and I wanted it to be perfect, so perfect. Because you deserve the world Y/N. That’s why I got Empress to help, I know that our conversations may seem odd, but I love you and she knows that she just wanted to help trust me. And she did, all this wouldn’t of been done if it wasn’t for her. But anyways Y/N what I waned to say was I love you and I love you and I-” he rambles on loosing track of his words.

But in the midst of his speech, you hear all that you needed and responded with the only way you can.

“Yes.” you say simply, with a growing smile on your face.

“Yes?” he repeats confused “What do you meann ye- ohhh" Kiyoomi blushes embarrased that after all that he ended up ruining the thought out proposal he wanted to give you with his ramble.

“Im sorry Y/N, I didn’t mean to say it like that I wanted it to be perfect and I-”

You shut him up with a kiss making his eyes widen as he reciprocates it anyways.

“What did she say?” you hear someone shout from a far, and you look over to see the MSBY Jackals all standing there with shit eating grins on their faces.

“I said yes!” you yell back, to which they all cheer and rush towards you guys giving you both hugs and slapping Kiyoomi on the back.

As the boys celebrate Omi finnally do what he’s been planning for ages, you get approached by Empress who awkwardly walks up to you. “ I didn’t want to leave the impression that me and Saku were any sort of thing?” she says

“Yeah I think it was definitely a big misunderstanding, it’s just that Omi was never around and whenever he was he was just talking to you and you know how it is.”

“I definitely know, I’d feel the same way if my boyfriend did that to me.”

“Oooh boyfriend?” you ask her feeling nosey on her romantic life.

“Yeah boyfriend. You know iwaizumi hajime... the trainer?” she says smiling a bit when she said his name.

“The trainer! Nice.”

The rest of the night was fun and was basically an engagement party for you and Omi all you and friends just partying and celebrating yours and Omi’s love for each other. “Omi” you say getting his attention “Happy ten year anniversary babe”

“Happy anniversary, I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”

After the party you spend your months now planning for a big fat wedding, with the help of your new found bestie, Empress (who you obviously misjudged from the start.) You and Omi could never be happier, every thing was back to how it was before, maybe even better. And you definitely spent at least two Saturdays a month going out for picnics and it was now a tradition in your relationship, so in the end you did get your ‘aesthetic picnic date.’

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