#i hope venting helped get this off your chest tho!

[thetwelfthcrow]

I'm going to be real. I don't have any respect left for Bianca, and if that makes me a bad person, then so be it.

She's getting opportunities that women who comprehensively outperformed her are not getting. The woman who WON F1 academy, Marta Garcia, has not gotten as much recognition or opportunities as Bianca has. The woman who came runner-up to Marta, Lena Buhler, doesn't even have a confirmed F1 Academy or racing seat for 2024. Yet I'm supposed to feel sorry for Bianca, who instead of taking advantage of the opportunities she has been given, is mocking others and pushing them down to get where she wants to go?

The "autism" tweet isn't the only rude tweet she's liked about Lance being a pay driver and a waste of a seat, btw - I would be willing to bet she saw the ableism part and still liked it because she has some personal vendetta against him specifically without realizing that the majority of drivers in her current team - at least the ones from F1 and IndyCar - had wealthy ass parents who also supported their careers. Both Lando and Oscar have their fathers businesses as some of their primary personal sponsors on their F1 helmets. Yet Bianca targets one F1 driver, repeatedly, at a team she isn't even affiliated with and therefore wouldn't be able to pursue opportunities with, for whatever reason.

I'm all for women in motorsport. Maybe if Bianca buckled down and spent the time she spends liking insulting tweets about others in motorsport, she could actually do well in F1 Academy and work herself into a position where she could race in F1 or IndyCar or whatever. But when she's coming 7th in F1 Academy while her teammate is winning the whole thing, that isn't some case of "wahhh the only reason I'm not in F1 is because of Lance Stroll." Hell, Jess Hawkins is affiliated with the F1 team Lance races for, and Nico already let it slip that she had more competitive F1 testing times than Felipe, yet I've never seen her say a negative or ableist thing about Lance. Yet this is a pattern with Bianca who isn't even affiliated with Aston Martin. If she wants to be mad about people's fathers supporting them to make F1, maybe she should be focusing on Lando and Oscar. If she wants to be mad about people's fathers supporting them to make it in motorsport in general, she's also got Pato and David right there in papaya. She probably really would lose her sponsorship, or at least get a stern talking to by HR, if she treated them the same way she seems to think it's okay to treat Lance though.

It's a bit funny how this whole thing started because she couldn't just ignore and move past some irrelevant nobody calling her "overrated." She shouldn't be dishing unnecessary criticism out so much if she can't handle it herself.

As someone with autism who already frequently deals with ableism and motorsport fans frequently using autism as an insult, I sure as hell am not tolerating it from a driver — man or woman. I don't think actually holding her accountable for once, especially now that her disrespect centered around one driver has turned into straight up ableism, makes me misogynistic, but if it does, then fine. There are a lot of women drivers who are getting better results without this attitude that they are better than others and are owed something (which is a bit rich when you consider that, despite his underperforming versus his teammate, Lance had less positions between he and Fernando in the driver's standings than Bianca had between her and Marta).

woah okay right off the bat: not having any respect for someone by default makes you a bad person yes. it's lowering yourself to someone else's level and that's not really decent if i'm honest. but that's my opinion that's beside anything bianca said/did.

She's getting opportunities that women who comprehensively outperformed her are not getting. The woman who WON F1 academy, Marta Garcia, has not gotten as much recognition or opportunities as Bianca has. The woman who came runner-up to Marta, Lena Buhler, doesn't even have a confirmed F1 Academy or racing seat for 2024. Yet I'm supposed to feel sorry for Bianca, who instead of taking advantage of the opportunities she has been given, is mocking others and pushing them down to get where she wants to go?

i don't know who told you to feel sorry for bianca? i don't know what that refers to. beyond that, i don't really know what to say other than: the F1/motorsport world is unfair. i don't know why mclaren picked bianca over her colleagues ¯_(ツ)_/¯

The "autism" tweet isn't the only rude tweet she's liked about Lance being a pay driver and a waste of a seat, btw - I would be willing to bet she saw the ableism part and still liked it because she has some personal vendetta against him specifically without realizing that the majority of drivers in her current team - at least the ones from F1 and IndyCar - had wealthy ass parents who also supported their careers. Both Lando and Oscar have their fathers businesses as some of their primary personal sponsors on their F1 helmets. Yet Bianca targets one F1 driver, repeatedly, at a team she isn't even affiliated with and therefore wouldn't be able to pursue opportunities with, for whatever reason.

i haven't seen her liking posts against lance repeatedly (i'm also not on twix) but that would be nasty of her. the motorsport world is filled with people with rich parents but having rich parents ≠ being a paid driver. a paid driver, generally, is someone who doesn't belong in F1 talent wise but does have a seat. having rich parents but also having enough talent makes you not a pay driver. i'm not sure if i'm explaining the nuance correctly here. but in my opinion, lando and oscar may have rich parents but make up for it in talent to not be pay drivers. i don't follow lance enough to know (or care) if he's one of either.

besides all of this: targeting one driver in particular is and will always be very fucking nasty and she should get some PR people meddle with her social media usage.

I'm all for women in motorsport. Maybe if Bianca buckled down and spent the time she spends liking insulting tweets about others in motorsport, she could actually do well in F1 Academy and work herself into a position where she could race in F1 or IndyCar or whatever. But when she's coming 7th in F1 Academy while her teammate is winning the whole thing, that isn't some case of "wahhh the only reason I'm not in F1 is because of Lance Stroll." Hell, Jess Hawkins is affiliated with the F1 team Lance races for, and Nico already let it slip that she had more competitive F1 testing times than Felipe, yet I've never seen her say a negative or ableist thing about Lance. Yet this is a pattern with Bianca who isn't even affiliated with Aston Martin. If she wants to be mad about people's fathers supporting them to make F1, maybe she should be focusing on Lando and Oscar. If she wants to be mad about people's fathers supporting them to make it in motorsport in general, she's also got Pato and David right there in papaya. She probably really would lose her sponsorship, or at least get a stern talking to by HR, if she treated them the same way she seems to think it's okay to treat Lance though.

okay but for some nuance: it's the off season so she can do what she wants without it (negatively) affecting her performance. and two, she did finish higher than fellow prema driver Chong. i haven't watched f1 academy this past season so i don't know how it went, but she's in between her two teammates. so it seems she's doing okay. and she is development driver of mclaren, so they must've seen something in her that's good enough to pick her over her fellow f1 academy drivers.

not about bianca in particular, but getting into F1 (i don't know anything about indycar) as a woman isn't easy and she's got just about the most she can, which is her current role at mclaren.

her getting or not getting opportunities that she's gotten thus far are separate from her tweet-liking behaviour. yes, it's bad, yes she shouldn't have, yes it's nice to see Jess is a normal person who doesn't do this, but bianca is in a similar role (right?) as jess.

she should get a stern pr talking to, yes. but she's also an 18 year old girl who's allowed to make mistakes and learn from them. this is one (according to you repetitive) mistake she needs to learn from, she needs Pr-people to tell her to Not do this, regardless of whether or not she holds this opinion.

It's a bit funny how this whole thing started because she couldn't just ignore and move past some irrelevant nobody calling her "overrated." She shouldn't be dishing unnecessary criticism out so much if she can't handle it herself.

well. from what i'd see, is that she liked a post where someone supported here. she should not have liked this tweet in particular! she should not have liked a post that calls lance stroll 'autism stroll'! but i get the sentiment of liking a post in which someone shows their support. this wasn't the one tho!

As someone with autism who already frequently deals with ableism and motorsport fans frequently using autism as an insult, I sure as hell am not tolerating it from a driver — man or woman. I don't think actually holding her accountable for once, especially now that her disrespect centered around one driver has turned into straight up ableism, makes me misogynistic, but if it does, then fine. There are a lot of women drivers who are getting better results without this attitude that they are better than others and are owed something (which is a bit rich when you consider that, despite his underperforming versus his teammate, Lance had less positions between he and Fernando in the driver's standings than Bianca had between her and Marta).

i understand your sentiment here, yes. it's fine to not want to support her when she's liked a post with this! that's your personal choice.

for me, again, i see it as a mistake she's yet to learn the consequences and depth of what this means. since f1 academy and her role at mclaren, she's gotten this new magnifying glass on her she's likely not had before, so she's gotta get used to what this all entails. she's eighteen. this is bad, but she's also so young and she's got to learn this. it is wrong, yes! but she's not irredeemable for this.

it doesn't make you misogynistic geez. you dislike one woman, not because of her gender. breathe in breathe out, please! maybe, if it's getting to you so much, take a step back from the internet.

i've just thrown in some of my two cents. i'm also a bit tired and didn't reread what i said so i hope it makes sense. anyway my take is: she's young, this is bad, she needs someone to tell her Not To Do This, she needs to apologise and show that she's not ableist, and then we're back to 0 and she should be fine. but that's me, believing that humans can make mistakes, can hold wrong opinions without realising it, and that everyone deserves another chance.

[beiq2y]

OMG, GOTTA SAY I LOVE UR HC, thank u for that!! would love to see another sae's headcanon from your POV or just sae being whipped in general /jk

HELLO OMGG THANKU SM FOR THIS REQ!! I saw ur reblog and i love ur mind sm?? It was literally exactly what i had in mind for him😭 The moment i saw this i literally dashed to write and i finished this in like an hour at 12am i was so excited stop. Also ik u said headcanons but i couldn’t help myself HE’S SO 😍 hope u enjoy this too!!

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SAE ITOSHI CUDDLING HEADCANONS¡! ❞

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-> based off my prev sae headcanon here

-> warnings - a bit steamy? Idk they kiss and i describe it HAHAH. Sae is so down bad, also horrible attempts of humour by me

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; gosh where do i begin,,

; HE IS DEFO AN “i hate everyone but you” TYPA GUY

; he loves lying on top of you, forget whether you’re half or even twice his size, my man will just plop himself on top of u

; he is so done w all his teammates i swear

; absolute MENACE.

; rants about each of his teammates in such detail you wonder how he even managed to focus on football with the time he must’ve spent wishing he could murder his teammates

; he probably rests his face on your chest and when there is that ONE particular teammate, he snuggles his face into the crook of your neck and groans

; pls pat his head and just smile and nod when he does that

; try to defend any of his teammates I DARE YOU.

; “what do you mean that wasn’t really his fault?? Are you implying he doesn’t actually deserve to accidentally stumble into a razor and get his hair shaved off??”

; he can't stay angry at you tho.. he may even actually consider taking that guy off his “top 1000 men i wish would fall into a hole” list

; ANYW PLS SHUT HIM UP I SWEAR

; all it takes is for you to caress his face and a slight kiss on his forehead for my man to completely forget everything gosh

; he blushes. 

; It doesn’t matter how many times you’ve gone through this exact routine, he becomes the same shade as his hair and buries his face in ur neck it’s so cute stop😭

; after a while he does come back to kiss you again tho, but my man is honestly so down horrendous it’s crazy

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Sae itoshi’s favourite part of the day was when he could finally go home.

Not because he could finally take a nice warm shower or because he could finally get his well-deserved sleep - no, none of that. 

More than anything, it’s because he knew that was where you would be waiting for him.

 You, who would without a doubt be waiting for him on your shared bed, a warm smile flitting across your face when he makes his appearance. You, who would welcome him with open arms, the words “welcome home” sounding like honey to him when they came out of your mouth. And finally you, who made his life just a little bit easier when you were around, his eyes lighting up the moment he spots you. He tries his best not to show it of course, but the way the corners of his lips perk up never fails to escape your gaze, a small giggle falling from your lips.

And with that, sae is quick to be by your side. He holds himself back just the right amount to ensure he doesn’t hurt you with the way he flops onto you. With a deep sigh, he finally lets go off all the tension he’s been holding in, all the stress and pressure dissipating with your touch. 

Well, certainly not all of them that’s for sure. 

He slowly but surely wraps his arms around your body, pulling you close as he snuggles closer to you, while you brace yourself for the worst. 

“Hi love,” he mutters, looking up to face you from where he lies on your chest. “Today wasn’t that bad. Well, it could’ve been better if that idiot-“

Ah, there he goes again. 

His daily venting session.

Maybe it was just a sae itoshi thing, but somehow, without fail, this man always managed to have something new to rant about every. Single. Day.

If it wasn’t guy A it would be guy B. If it wasn’t guy B, it would be guy C, and hell, sometimes it would be all of them. Really, no one was safe from the venomous words of sae itoshi. 

Oh well, everyone but you of course.

But even if you were saved from his harsh words, it didn’t necessarily mean that you particularly enjoyed hearing him rant about others. And as such, you slowly bring your hand up to his face, and with a gentle caress, you relish in the way he almost instantly shuts his mouth, all previous complaints dying down in his throat, his raging flame of anger being reduced to a small simmering flame. 

In a final attempt to put out the fire inside him, you brings your lips to his forehead, the flame instantly reduced to embers. 

However, it isn’t long before another flame surfaces, sae’s cheeks being dusted a bright red as he buries his face in the crook of your neck. It isn’t long before he pushes himself up on his arms however, caging you beneath him as he begins. First, a kiss to the forehead. Second, a small peck of his lips to your right cheek, and then the left. Third, his lips travel to your eyelids, forcing them to close with the gentle touch. And finally, he presses his lips to yours. You can feel yourself slowly melt into him, hands wrapping around his neck in an attempt to pull him closer, to feel more of him. 

After a while, he pulls away to breathe, all thoughts of his irritating teammates being washed away, replaced with only you, you and you.

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©beiq2y on tumblr, 2022. pls do not copy or steal my works!

[ynscrazylife]

Feel free to ignore but if you feel like would you consider writing being in a relationship with Maya and Carina. Reader is a detective / cop , just the whole dynamic would be interesting I think.

Dating Maya Bishop & Carina DeLuca Would Include . . .

(I made Reader an FBI Agent partly b/c I love Criminal Minds, hope that’s alright)

You guys are such a power couple. Carina as an OB/GYN Attending, Maya has a Lieutenant of Station 19 (she should be Captain tho), and you as an FBI Agent

Unfortunately with your important jobs, it’s hard to see a lot of each other

It’s definitely made your relationship a little more difficult, but you all love each other so much, and you put in the work

Carina and Maya are always worried about you when you’re on your FBI missions and often won’t be able to rest unless they get a text from you

When you come home from your missions, Maya and Carina are always there for you no matter what

They’ll always insist on Carina checking you out for any injuries, no matter how small

They also let you vent and talk about the case, often encouraging you to let it out

And even if you don’t get any injuries, Maya and Carina insist on you taking at least a day to rest

I think Maya would definitely cuddle with you like a koala would, arms and legs wrapped around you

Meanwhile Carina would have you laying against her chest, her arms wrapped around you and your legs tangled together

When it’s the three of you, you take turns being in the middle

After missions, you are. After hard shifts at the station, it’s Maya. And after had shifts at the hospital, it’s Carina

Maya and Carina will listen to you ramble about psychology and such for hours. They adore how into it you get

You also can’t help but profile them — oops

And they think you are so hot when you’re training/fighting

Maya will hold you while Carina tends to any injuries, cooing about how great you’re doing

You often take baths when coming home from missions and Maya and Carina insist on at least one of them checking in on you after you fell asleep in there multiple times (but they also think it’s very cute)

Maya and Carina are always texting your coworkers to see if you’ve been overworking yourselves

You all have little ways of getting each other to relax

More often than not, you’re hunched over case files. Carina will start massaging your neck, shoulders, or back while Maya will cup your cheek or your head and close your laptop

They’re most effective when they tag team, though

Maya and Carina are really in sync, so they’re often tag teaming you anyway

They absolutely adore how you turn to putty and melt. It’s the cutest thing ever!

If you ever have nightmares about cases, Maya and Carina will both hold you and assure you that you’re safe and that they’ll protect you no matter what (you and Carina do the same when Maya has nightmares)

You and Maya also try to learn Italian together and Carina adores it (she also teases you)

If anything more serious ever happens to you, Maya and Carina are always the first ones there

With how busy your schedules are, you make a promise to each other to always take time off to spend and devote to each other

You and Andrew would also be good friends because he’d think it’s so cool that you’re an FBI agent

You three also love to watch each other work because all of you are so amazing in what you do

Whenever Maya gets jealous that Carina’s around women all day, you’re there to distract her with hugs and kisses

There are definitely some conflicts and arguments, but your love for each other conquers all

[viaarts404]

Lil fanfic I started to draw art of, just didn't have the time to finish it. It's also on AO3:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/55794316

Holding your hand 'til the end

Chapter 1: Couldn't even protect you

Spirit pushed the rubble off of himself and sat up.

-Stein? -he asked, expecting his meister to also get up from the ground. Spirit shielded his meister from the rubble the best he could. Spirit looked down at his meister who was unconscious on the cold floor. His injuries on his arm, side and chest were really deep but his chest moved up and down, proving that he was alive. Spirit took jacket off and tied part of if around his partner's upper arm, right above the wound.

Spirit sat next to Stein and took out his phone. Calling for help is all he could do in that moment. He didn't know what to do. He did have basic medical training but he forgot it pretty fast since he never had to use it. It was usually him getting hurt and Stein had to fix it.

Death Scythe slowly typed Sid's number in his phone and pressed the big button to call him.

-what is it now? -Sid stopped his lesson to check his phone. He pressed the big red button then went back to his lesson.

-Dammit, Sid. -Spirit yelled then tried to call again.

Sid didn't like to pick up Spirit's calls. He usually only calls when he's drunk and needs help. Sid's slight anger slowly faded into concern as a bad feeling started creeping up on him. He picked up.

-What is it this time, Spirit? -Sid asked, knowing that Spirit's calls are never good.

-S-Sid...-Spirit said quietly. Sid froze. He didn't sound drunk. He sounded...sad..

-Spirit, what happened? Answer me! -Sid ordered, raising his voice.

-I need your help. I messed up. -confessed Spirit, tiny sobs escaping even tho he tried to stop them. Sid looked at his students who all looksd back at him with concerned or confused expressions.

-Where are you? -asked Sid, now in a calm voice.

-At a temple about 300kms from Death City -replied Spirit and he started to tell Sid everything he knows about the place they are at at the moment.

Spirit sat in the waiting room at the hospital. He was worried sick. Stein needed surgery and they said it will take at least 5 hours to complete. He's been sitting there since a pretty nurse treated his own wounds. He jumped when a hand touched his shoulder. It was Marie.

-I'm sure he'll be okay. He is strong. -Said Marie then sat next to Spirit. Marie was worried as well but knew she has to stay positive in times like this.

-Yeah. You're right. -Spirit replied in a very quiet voice. He felt a bit better to know others had hope as well.

-Sid said he'll get us some food while we wait. -Marie smiled at Spirit which made him feel a little bit better.

Sid and Marie talked in the waiting room while Spirit was lying on 3 chairs with his head in Marie's lap. Marie pet his head and played with his hair like she used to when Spirit went to her after every fight between him and Stein. Spirit is not a light sleeper but every time he heard a bit louder noise, he woke up. He repeated the same thing every time. He woke up, cried and vented about how long the surgery takes then cried himself back to sleep.

Spirit woke up once again when the big door of the emergency room opened. A doctor stepped out with a nurse by his side. Spirit jumped up and rushed up to the doctor and he started asking questions that melted together, making the sentence nothing but a meaningless mess.

Marie and Sid followed Spirit. Marie pulled Spirit back a little bit.

-How did it go, doctor? -asked Sid. Spirit slightly calmed down, or seemed to, at least. He crossed his arms and tapped it with his fingers.

-He is in critical condition but surgery was a success. He's been taken into room 442. You may go up and see him just be very careful.

-Will do,doc!- yelled Spirit then ran down the hallway, looking for the stairs. Marie rushed after him, leaving Sid alone. Sid sighed, thanked the doctor and walked after the others.

Spirit ran up the stairs, leaving Marie behind on the floor below him. He didn't stop until he was already at the room. Room 442. He took a deep breath and slowly opened the door. He stood there at the open door until Marie caught up to him. It took a bit for Marie to catch her breath then she turned to Spirit.

-Do you want me to go in first? -She said then pet his shoulder. Spirit clenched his fists and took another deep breath. Spirit shook his head and walked in. He looked around then his gaze slowly shifted to his meister lying in the bed. He was connected to all kinds of machines Spirit didn't know the name or use of. He stood at the door silently and just stared at his partner. Dark thoughts started creeping up on him. His eyes started to water but he quickly started rubbing his eyes to stop it.

-What's wrong, Spirit? -Marie squeezed herself past Spirit into the room. Spirit just silently stood there. He was in shock. His partner was in even worse condition than he expected. Not like he really expected him to get hurt. He's never seen Stein in such a terrible condition before.

-O-Oh my...-Marie was in disbelief. She took one of the chairs at the wall and took it next to the bed. She sat down and held his hand. Spirit tried to hold his tears back and failed miserably. Spirit started loudly crying.

[fairy-pd]

back by unpopular demand

❤Tommy boy as a caregiver pt.2❤

GN reader, regresses between 1-8 years old, Tommy's lines are in ASL

WARNING: This is 1000000000% sfw, if it sounds a little off its cus I cant write for shit, not cus it's sexual okay? okay

notes: hello im sad and small me needs this. might not be for every regressor tho. enjoy

You won't ever feel truly alone anymore. Even though he can get a little too busy between his new "job" and his family, he is almost always at a scream distance- you can always call for him, and if he isnt busy with you know what, he will come to you at full speed

Best hugs ever. Those arms were made to hold and calm down fussy babies

Mama Luda knows almost every thing about you two cus Tommy cant keep secrets from her (lowkey from no one he truly trusts) so she knows you're a little "childlike" sometimes and thinks it's endearing.

Which means if Tommy can't come to you she will, and will take care of you till he's back

After a while, with Tommy's intense glares and Luda's bribing, they'll get through to Hoyt and will get you into Tommy's room, where you'll spend most of your time. His bed is now half-covered in homemade plushies, and you have a drawer for your other small things

Unfortunately, if you didn't bring your small items and managed to keep them with you, you won't have access to a pacifier :(

They both try really hard to shield you from their lifestyle now, except when it comes to food cus they really dont have many other choices- but because you're Tommy's, Luda will try to make exceptions for when you're feeling "sensitive" and will try to get her hands on something simple and cheap for you (most likely sweet): think biscuits, lollipops, etc.

But if you need something similar you'll always have Tommy's old bottle

And he will gladly offer one of his fingers

Insert image of Tommy holding you oh so gently in his arms, while you got your hands on his wrist and his index in your mouth. Man is holding his happy tears back like a champ

Just keep in mind that no matter how hard he tries to keep himself clean for you, his hands will always taste a little like blood :p

If you experience vent regression often, don't hold back on crying. It will take a while for him to learn, but he will eventually make a habit of craddling your face in his hands with his forehead resting against yours, while he softly sushes you

He is a great listener, though not a great problem solver: if you just need to get something out of your chest, he will be there for you, holding you as tight as he can and trying his darn best to make you feel better

'Do you want your bottle, sweetpea? A stuffie? A hug? Wanna suck on daddy's thumb, darlin'?'

He will also make a point on noticing what triggers your regression and sometimes will do some of those things on purpose, if he knows you're both alone and you need to let him take care of you- will take your shoes off, will bring you some of those biscuits his mom hid behind the toaster, will take his mask off and kiss the top of your head till you say "Papa stOp 😡"

He can be a little insistent in taking proper care of you: will help you take baths, will help you brush your teeth, even do your hair if you're comfortable with it/taught him how. One thing is for sure, you 👏 are 👏his👏 little👏 baby👏 and you wont lift a finger if it depends on him

We love this man your honor, and there's nothing he loves more in the whole wide world than his sweetpea

THIS GOT SO LONG AKAKSKSKSKKS

anyways 😪 here's another 3am blurb, from a very inexperienced writer and mediocre english speaker. Hope it was still enjoyable tho!!!!

[elliebean714]

Hi! I'm new to ypur blog, but I noticed that you write for certain Bioshock characters- Would it be alright if I asked for some random Atlas fluff, or a cute fluff request with subject delta where he mistakes a female citizen in rapture as a little sister bc of her height and is all 'MUST PROTECT MY BABY' around her?

Thanks so much! Feel free to dm me/send a request to my inbox.

UGGGHHHH I WISH BOTH WERE AN OPTION??? THANK YOU SM FOR REQUESTING BIOSHOCK??? I LOVE YOU FOR THAT???💖💕💘💞💗💘💓 went with delta tho cus bioshock 2 is my favourite of the three+delta is my favourite protagonist, not that the competition was sparse yk? Faceless white guy, awful white guy or father of the decade? Yeah easy choice. Luv em all tho xx kinda diverged from the request a bit hope that's kay♡

I'm Just Short

Subject Delta X Short!F!Reader

Fluff

During-Game

Fire crackled in red barrels and water leaked from the ceilings, occasionally Dr Lambs creepy voice would boom over the screechy intercom.

You were running, being chased by Lambs splicers for rescuing a little sister, almost out of bullets.

Heart pounding in your chest, feeling the ice of the rapture floor against your cut, sore, almost bare feet from how torn and old your shoes were. You ducked behind some cover as more splicers began searching for you. They had you pinned down.

After a few moments of contemplating your options, you hear something heavy thumping around, gunshots, fire, and a Big Daddy's groan.

Oh shit.

Adding a Big Daddy to your list of problems, her options dwindled down significantly. You were not going to even think about trying to kill that thing, you were far too low on ammo and supplies. Not to mention how weak you were, even just against one splicer.

You had to run. He had distracted the splicers chasing you, no-one would notice you disappear. Taking a quick look up you saw the amount of splicers was already down to two or three. You looked for a good, fast path out of there.

Once you found an easily accessible route, you sprinted for it as fast as your legs could carry you. Then you heard the thumping behind you, like the big daddy was running after you.

Panicking, you ran into a room and began barricading the door with anything heavy you could move and searching every nook and cranny as fast as you could for supplies, you were lucky enough to find a first aid kit and a couple of shotgun shells, but nowhere near enough to help with fighting a Big Daddy.

The footsteps get louder and louder as you duck into a corner, hoping the lack of light in the room would make you harder to detect if he managed to get in.

And he did. After a quick push, he easily entered the room and, to your horror, made a beeline right for you. You prepared yourself for the worst, shocked to see him only leave his hand out for you to take.

Unsure of what was happening but with no other options you shakily took his hand. Surprised by his gentle nature when all he did was help you stand. After ensuring you were not injured he picked you up and placed you on his back, like you were a Little Sister.

Before you could protest he was on the move, after a few minutes he dropped you off at a corpse and began laying traps down like he was preparing for something. Confused, you just looted the corpse and stared up at him once you were done. He look down at you like he was waiting for something.

"What? You want me to get Adam from it? I'm not a Little Sister, and I don't have a needle so I couldn't even if I wanted to." You told him, becoming increasingly agitated by his confusion.

When he saw that you weren't harvesting any Adam, he just lifed you up and put you on his back again. This time carrying you towards a Little Sister vent.

Before setting you down he lays his hand over your forehead, like he's rescuing a Little Sister. Once he's done he sets you down safely beside it then stands back like he's waiting for you to climb inside.

"I can't fit, you idiot. I'm not a kid. I'm just short." You tell him.

But he only stares at you patiently. You just sigh and mumble something about him being an idiot then try to fit into the vent. Although you shockingly actually fit through the vent.

"Uggh. What the hell." You grumble before deciding to climb the rest of the way through.

What I Write~

Games

TWD

Dano

Requests Always Open 🌊

~Elliebean714

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[sttoru]

Girly idk how I wasn't following you still, tumblr isn't stupid, I'm sorry that you are feeling on the outskirts of the fandom as well. You are a wonderful person and writer, and I'm glad you’ve been growing as you have been. You deserve so much more love!! 💕

It does make me feel like there is something wrong with me or like in off putting when i see several big blogs talking to each other, boosting each other. But then I drop in, just say hi to be friendly, only to be ignored. When they are literally responding to various anons or other people.

It seems like they want to talk to everyone else but me. Which has me feeling like I'm in the wrong, I'm bothersome and unwanted in the fandom space. They don't have to talk to me, but my feelings are still gonna be hurt at being shunned by 90% of the blogs I try to interact with.

It does kill my motivation since I don't want to be seen as someone who just posts. I want to be seen as a friend and someone to talk to.

I understand that some people get along better than others. But damn so many people are having this problem it seems like. It's boiling down to popular blogs like other popular blogs, boost other popular blogs and they stay the main people in the fandom eyes whole everyone sits quietly in the side just wanting to be partly including

Feel free to rant right back if need be. Cause I get needing to get this shit off your chest, cause I sure as hell needed to

hiii feyyy !!! dwww, it’s all good :> thank u sm for ur nice words aaaaaaa u r as well, one of the writers on here that i respect 4 their hard work !

gonna vent a bit haha need to get some things off my chest too like u said;

i get ur first point!! it sucks rlly. especially when you are the first one reaching out (which takes a lot of courage, especially for someone socially awkward like me lol) and then it hurts DOUBLE because you get ignored. i get ittttt rlly. for me, i always try to reply ppl even if im a bit late because im either thinking of a proper response or am distracted or busy , but i never intentionally ignore anyone interacting with me. i know some ppl on here do bcs they don’t feel entitled to respond to comments or anons or whatev, which is like ? ok. but if it’s someone just being friendly and complimenting you / your work … it’s not hard to reply w a form of gratitude . some rlly think they’re celebrities on here and it needs to stop

and it’s understandable and totally valid to feel like you’re being shunned and unwanted by people you just want to befriend , only for them to ignore you / not interact with you but with everyone else :/ it sucks and ppl don’t seem to realise that it could hurt other’s feelings. i hope you know that you’re not unwanted tho! those people are just… idk, a bit weird (ofc im only talking abt people who INTENTIONALLY ignore others)

findjng a friend on tumblr with the same interest is like a chore. you either click instantly or you think you do, only for it to be fore 2 interactions max and then you go back to ignoring each other basically on dash

AND YOUR LAST POINTS!! so true. its that the more popular blogs just stick together and help each other out when ??? there are smaller blogs of writers / artists just sittng in the sidelines like ‘ok so what do i have to do to gain traction if the people with a bit of bigger platforms are totally ignoring me & my works’

it’s actually tiring. ofc, me having 3k followers — i am suuuuper grateful, not complaining much, but i also know how it feels. my notifications are super dry except for mainly likes, my dms are like a desert, inbox is 98% only of anons who drop requests and then leave without leaving anything else. no one to talk to, except for people who leave a comment every once in a while :/

like u may think bcs i have decent following i actually gain more interactions? not rlly. only likes & sometimes reblogs w tags. that’s all really, i don’t really have anyone on here who i consider a close online friend (as much as this sounds sad & cringy LMAOO) but its tiring to see everyone be so close to each other on dash while im on the side like ‘how nice it must be to get that much interaction’

& im sure there are people who r gonna say ‘just interact with them’ I DO and i either get left on read or they respond dryly / or i don’t get the same energy back. bcs sometimes im reluctant to reach out first because it always ends up w me taking the initiative & i end up looking desperate to get an interaction with a mutual LOL

anyways thinking abt this tumblr writing community makes my head ache bcs of all the things ive seen and experienced on here (also on my prev account which i had for 2 years)

[bunny-rambles]

bunny bunny BUNNY!!

omg omg i stay away from this platform for two days bc of stuff (nothing serious dw i've just been busy with some irl birthday lol) and i come back and see what??

okay, let's make some order:

- you've been in a car crash??? my baby i've read from your answers that you're better now but :////// anyways if the head wound still hurts i will pray for the fastest recovery!!

- congrats congrats on the 700 followers!! ✨ every time i see you reaching some sort of milestone i get really really happy eheh :3

- this is gonna be boring bc someone has beat me to the punch, but i too ship you with albedo! hehe i think you'd look super cute together <3 lil sweet bunny and the pretty alchemist

- last (but not least. definitely not least) omg the new piece???? i was dead set on declaring the tighnari part my favorite as soon as i finished reading it but then scaramouche happened and??? i need a second to breathe wow. i love him i love him i love him so much i wanna be the one that comforts him when he's feeling down sigh seriously tho i adored it. might be a bit of a personal bias bc ya know, it's my fave boys we're talking about but still. what a nice surprise to be back to.

and this is it! wanted to come back with some funny anecdote but i really didn't do much recently. ah, but my friends and i are making a series of board games about our favorite tv show and these days i've been busy making the trivial pursuit version of it. it turned out so cute i'm super happy :D

also! we haven't done the italian word of the day in a while so here you go: today's word is tartaruga, which means turtle, bc today i played with my turtle and he's just the cutest boy don't tell scara tho

bye bye buns! no matter what, i hope this ask finds you well

ti voglio bene!

- 🍓

Goodness, I only left this a few days but those numbers have increased so much-

I now have 838followers,,, crazy, right? I couldn’t move past 600 for nearly two months and now I’m only 162 off my goal for this account…

It’s strange, there are times where I’m asking if it’s deserved, and honestly it’s a little overwhelming with the amount of new people here, but it’s been nice to finally have something I’m proud of be seen and talked about, it’s,,, it’s nice to have my abilities validated :,) I know that shouldn’t be important but I can’t help it, I like hearing nice things about my work

Mhm, I was in a car crash. I only came out with a cut on my forehead but I’m extremely hesitant getting into a car after;;; even now I’m clinging onto the seatbelt until my knuckles are white. But don’t worry fragola, I’m alright 💞

Hehehehehehe~ ahhh albedo my beloved, I love hearing how I’m shipped with him. Ahem… self indulgent little drabble, skip over this if you want;;; -

hand in hand on top a snowy mountain, a smile on our faces. we’re cold, our breaths mingling together through the cool mist exiting our lips, but the warmth in our chests is enough for us to not feel the unforgiving chill. enough for each other, for that is all we need. even the harshness of the hostile environment, all around us looks like a dreamscape - the winter wonderland you only hear about in fairy tales. yes, hand in hand, I’ve found the flame that keeps my heart alight, burning brightly. undying, like our unconventional love.

i love my boy so very much 💞

oh my god I put all my emotions for scara into that, I just really want to reach through the screen and reassure him that even though life has been cruel, there are some things that aren’t so bad. They might not last for long, but another good thing replaces it. (… maybe I’m not just talking about scara anymore)

Anyway-

Hehehe thank you dearest /)/////(\ scara was the highlight of that piece, but I liked all of them, tighnari’s was absolutely a self indulgent vent though college is killing me OTL

Hehe when I first read that I just thought of Tartaglia the tartaruga, and now an imagine of a lil turtle with water blades and a scarf lives in my head rent free - I hope you find this just as amusing, or maybe my humours just broken.

ti voglio bene, it’s nice to hear you’re doing well, don’t be a stranger and drop by my inbox whenever you’d like, I love hearing from my dear fragola <3

[tyonfs]

hey alice ! just passing by to let you know how thankful and proud of you I am, you keep writing and and staying here while a lot of writers leave this app bc of the lack of feedback and interaction. I'm so glad you're staying strong and I wanted to tell you that your writing is literally saving my mental health during difficult times so.. yeah.. love you didjdjjdj

LAUREEE 😭😭😭💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

my heart is combusting at this ask omg it just reminds me how thankful i am to have such supportive friends 😭🫶 omg i need an outlet to get my writing out so i don’t think i’ll be leaving anytime soon 🤧 but i’m so glad to have met you and i’m sorry that you’ve been going through difficult times :(( it makes me happy that my writing helps 💝 but i’m always here if you need someone to just vent to bc i know getting everything off your chest can be helpful :’)) i hope you’re doing well tho !! 🥹

[hyypnotix-writes]

Yeh she knew all about me , my picture was next to her in the side table in my living room while she had sex on my couch with my girlfriend so yeh she didn’t care !!

We do live together well did I suppose, I left on Sunday and went to a hotel but came back today , it is technically my house so she has taken some bits and left not sure where to but I think she has gone to her house !

Thankfully I have a spare room cause I found out they have been using this house for hook ups for months so sleeping in our bed is a no go for me at the moment !

Even writing it out is helping to be honest in a weird way !! And to be honest that fic you wrote really helped I laughed and cried reading but it made me smile !! I can’t wait for the next part !!

Also I hope you have had a good day !! ❤️❤️

Jesus 😣 both as bad as each other then 🔪

I’m glad you’re back in your own home! I hope she hasn’t tarnished the whole place for you - are you alone? do you have friends, or family near?

the mind boggles a little with how people are able to do it, and 10 months is a disgustingly long time. I really hope you’re okay ❤️

you can absolutely vent as much you like if it helps! you can put a little note on anything you’d rather I didn’t post, if you just want to get things off of your chest ❤️

oo ..I never meant for my writing to make someone cry! 😅 I love that it made you laugh and smile tho! hopefully more of that to come with the next bit

I’ve had an okay day, thank you! it’s my birthday tomorrow, actually 🥹❤️

[coldfkingbird]

Just a venting shit

Ok so, uh, this is mostly only to get things off my chest without doing it on some place that people know me Guess i’ll start with the romantic part, i still miss her, like... a lot, i sill feel like the first day i started dating her, however, i know it won’t be posible to get her back, at least not for a long time, she thinks that i only see her as a friend now, and that things are ok, but like yeah, no, i wanted to respect her decision on the break up, i still see her though, i know i shouldn’t but, like, she is still a pillar in my life, some people said to me, “you don’t miss her, you miss the moments with her”, and like, no, i have missed moments with someone, and i know the two feelings are not similar, i still LOVE her, however, she has someone now, anyways, i guess thats it for that part, i will need time to think about it, lmao, fuck. On the other side of things, HOLY FUCK, I WANT TO GO BACK TO THERAPY SO BAD, it’s getting worse, like, i slipped on a bad mood and lost like a year worth of progress on my depression and shit, however, i don’t have the money for now, i will start working for it tho. I want to help my family, to be worth, i still am sheltering myself on my room, but, i mostly need money, i want so many things, i want to go out not thinking “but what if i need to buy something important”, but only thinking “Damn, this is a silly toy, i will buy it now” i mean, a friend of mine offered me a try at a job, it isn’t much money, but it will be a start tho, i don’t really care about how much money they will pay me, i want to help, and also, it will help distract me of my shit, as well as a new experience! i haven’t worked in like ages, also, i wat to go and work out but once again, a proper plan needs... moneh, i hope that at least it helps with the motivation to do other things. If you have read this far, thanks! You can do it! Don’t give up, things may look worthless, but trust me, even in your lowest, you always will enjoy if a bit of a change 

[yesitsmewhataboutit]

Hey there! I saw that your requests are open? Would it be ok if i request some comfort with Hawks?

I just came back home after a tiring exam, it didn’t go well. The questions were tough. But i studied so hard, i tried my best. It's making me really upset, and my toxic family isn’t helping at all. Like i Know i should've done better, i know I'm a "disappointment", but still it hurts... I just want someone to comfort me instead showing me how "useless" i am... I wish i had someone who would just appreciate my efforts...

Sorry i vented here a bit, i didn't mean to though, and sorry if i made you uncomfortable, you can just ignore it if you want. And thanks for hearing me out. :)

Sorry boo, hope this helps <3

You knock lightly on the door in front of you, tears streaming down your face as you raise your hand to whip them away. The door swings open, revealing your loving boyfriend, Keigo. The smile on his face faltered when he saw your state. "Baby bird, what's wrong?" he asks, his arm extending to you, wrapping around you, and pulling you inside. "Bad day?" he asks. You nod, leaning your weight against him and wrapping your arms around him.

He wraps his wings around you, rubbing the back of your head and your back, kissing your forehead. It's silent for a while, only Keigo's steady breathing as he stands in the middle of the room with you, not daring to move until you're ready. It's nice being with him, feeling his warmth as his wings cut you off from the outside world, almost like it's only the two of you.

Finally, you pull away, looking up at him through glossy eyes. Keigo looks down at you, a sad smile, bringing his hand up and whipping your tears. "Come on," he says, pulling you toward his bedroom. He sits you down and pulls you to lay on top of him. "I don't know what happened, and I won't pry. I'll wait until you're ready. Just know I'm here for you. I'll do my absolute best to make you feel better," he speaks softly. "Thanks, Kei."

You sit in more silence. Even though Keigo technically didn't say anything, he always helped. Just him being there made you happy. You smiled, snuggling closer to his chest, feeling like you were the only ones in the world. You weren't sure whatever Keigo had been doing before you showed up, but whatever it was, he dropped it. To be with you, he loved you that much. Being in Keigo's embrace calmed you, and soon, he could make out your slow, steady breathing as you fell asleep.

He stayed for a while, holding you. After a few minutes, he moved his hands, wrapping one gently around you and placing the other on your head, shifting his weight and turning you over on the bed, moving slowly, so he didn't wake you. He laid you down, placing the blankets over you and then getting off the bed, slipping out of the room. He walks to his kitchen, watching as the feathers he separated from his wings earlier move to turn off and clean everything he had just finished cooking, it being chicken, of course.

He picks up his food, taking a few bites before returning to the bedroom. He sets his plate on the side, slowly getting in bed again and pulling you into him, wrapping his wings around you again, letting himself slip to sleep.

When you wake, you're in a pocket of warmth, surrounded by his wings and body, smiling when you look at his features as he peacefully sleeps. His eyes open slightly, "Hey, baby bird." His voice is quiet, soothing. "Made some food," he says. A plate appears from behind him. It is carried by two feathers and set near you on the bed. You smile, sitting up and taking it in your lap. "Don't make a mess in my bed tho," he says, making you laugh.

You eat and spend the rest of the day with him. He whispers sweet nothings to you and touches you gently and comforting. You couldn't ask for a better way to spend your time after a bad day. Whether it's school or your family, Keigo always makes you feel better. He made you feel cared about, loved, happy. It was perfect. You never had to leave. You could live in his embrace forever.

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[bumbleklee]

Hi I'm the anon who requested the Childe x zhongli x reader one. I deeply apologize I am so so sorry I should have specified but yes! Childe and zhongli are dating at the beginning, and poly at the end with reader. Only if your comfortable with it though! I'm sorry once again I should have specified more clearly T-T

original ask: Um feel free to ignore This ask but zhongli x Childe x reader where Zhongli and childe are dating and reader has been in love with both of them and thinks their love is unrequited, but they're happy with only giving love and not receiving anything in return. But then one day they meet someone new and start spending more time with them, pulling away from zhongli and childe which leads them to getting angry and confessing + jealous nsfw at the end. Feel free to ignore tho, no pressure. Have a good day and take care :)

hopefully i did you justice lol, i was still a tiny bit confused so i apologize if this isn’t 100% of what you were looking for but i hope you still like it!!! this is a part 1 of 2 and the nsfw work scene is going to be in part 2 (expect that in a couple days) PART 2 HERE

cw: polyamourous relationship, little bit of angst, a little over 3k words, hu tao has a brother in this named jiang

summary: your first crush is zhongli and when it’s evident he doesn’t like you back, you try to turn your feelings to childe. so when childe and zhongli start dating, your heart is shattered. thinking there’s no hope for love, you meet jiang. sounds great - the only issue? zhongli and childe seem to have a problem with this. 

Alongside Zhongli, you were a mortician at the Wangshen Funeral Home. Over the months of working beside him, you had become quite close to him. In fact, Zhongli considered you one of his closest friends in Liyue. After long days at the parlor you would go out to dinner together and despite having to pay most of the time, you were happy to spend time with him.

Your feelings towards Zhongli were growing to be more than platonic but you could never tell him. You were too different from him and while you were sure he appreciated your friendship, you couldn’t imagine him reciprocating your true feelings.

So when you’re introduced to a young man named Childe, you thought this would be your way to weasel out of your one-sided love. Childe was cheeky and sweet to you, nearly winning your heart instantly. He hung around Zhongli often and it became unusual to see either of them alone. Slowly, your crush on Zhongli soon shifted to Childe.

Unlike before, you began to dress nicer to work if you knew Childe was going to be coming along that day. You examined the way Childe interacted with Zhongli versus you and the difference made you hopeful that Childe was feeling something for you. Sometimes he would even stay at the parlor with you if Zhongli needed to run out for a bit.

When Childe asked you to Wanmin for dinner one night, your heart swelled. You had been alone for too long and now a rich, handsome local from Snezhnaya was courting you, right?

You were giddy for the remaining hour of your shift, even telling Hu Tao that you had a date after work. When the time came, Childe waited for you at the entrance and you happily skipped beside him. He made a comment about how you seemed to be in a good mood and you could only chuckle - wasn’t he, too?

“Order whatever you want,” Childe told you once you both were seated at a table. Your eyes glazed over the menu, racing back and forth between too many options. You heard Childe sigh and you looked up briefly to see his fingers fumbling with each other. “You’re probably wondering why I asked you to dinner, huh?”

Beneath the table, your legs twisted anxiously. You hid your excited smile and tilted your head, trying to make a cute facial expression. Was Childe going to ask you to be his partner? Or was it too soon to do that? Despite your age, you hadn’t been on a proper date in ages. Were things different when you were a teenager than when you were an adult?

One of Childe’s hands made its way across the table and you let him take your own. His hand felt incredibly soft and warm and you wanted desperately to interlock your fingers.

“Since you're my closest friend in Liyue, I wanted to tell you this before anyone else,” Childe began. The first part of his sentence made your chest flutter but you decided to pay no mind to it. Perhaps you had just gotten closer to Childe than Zhongli lately. But what Childe said next made your heart drop into the pit of your stomach, “I’m going to ask Zhongli to be my partner.”

“Like, work partner?” You said, your words catching in your throat. You knew exactly what Childe meant. How could you have been so stupid?

Childe let out a hearty laugh, “No, not a work partner. I want to be his boyfriend.”

Your hand fell limp in Childe’s and you swore you stopped breathing in that moment. Not only were you extremely upset, you were suddenly extremely embarrassed. You told Hu Tao this was a date! You face grew red and you averted your eyes to your lap. But it all made sense. Childe wasn’t talking to you in a special way - he was talking to Zhongli. Looking back on your personal conversations with Childe, you realized that most of them centered around Zhongli or Zhongli’s personality. You were just so infatuated with trying to please Childe that you hadn’t noticed.

“So, what do you think?”

What did you think? You thought it was the most stupid, heart wrenching idea ever. You thought Childe was the worst person in the world for leading you on (even though deep down you knew he didn’t really lead you on) and you thought Childe should just go back to Snezhnaya.

“Great!” You said, plastering a fake smile on your face, “I’m happy for you.”

Childe gave your hand a squeeze and finally let go. Your own hand slithered back to your lap where you grasped angrily at the hem of your shirt.

You ordered the most expensive item on the menu.

***

You spent the next few weeks putting up a false identity. The day after your dinner with Childe, he followed through with his idea and started to date Zhongli. You hated to admit it, but they were the perfect couple. Childe helped bring Zhongli out of his reclusiveness and Zhongli helped Childe become a more mature person.

Since both men were still your friends, they wanted to continue their relationship with you. And you didn’t have the heart to tell them to leave you alone. Now that they were dating, it was always the three of you and you quickly grew to their third wheel.

Childe offered to do commissions with you and, of course, Zhongli came along and your usual table during lunch with Zhongli had to be changed so a third person could fit. It was fun at first since Zhongli and Childe were still getting comfortable with their new dynamic but once they discovered intimacy and physical touch, you had enough.

Not only did you have to suffer through not one but two one-sided crushes just to have them start dating each other, now you had to sit by and watch them practically drool all over each other. Instead of going out to lunch with the couple one day, you made up an excuse about work you needed to finish and collapsed in a chair in Hu Tao’s office once they had left.

The funeral director looked at you over a mound of paperwork, “You’re not going out today?”

“And watch Childe try feeding Zhongli for an hour? No thanks.”

You crossed your arms, annoyed, and fixed your sight on the ticking clock on the wall. Hu Tao shifted her small body so she was sitting on her desk facing you, her legs hanging off the side and her feet kicking the side of her desk.

“What happened?” She asked. At her question, you broke and told your boss everything. Hu Tao sat and listened, staring at you concerned while you ranted about how you were convinced the world was out to get you. When you finished your vent, Hu Tao had a mischievous look on her face, “You just need to find someone new.”

You were quick to roll your eyes, “Yeah, no.”

“Believe me, Y/N, getting a new partner would help get your mind off Zhongli and Childe.”

“And where am I supposed to just find someone to date out of the blue?”

“Are you doing anything after work?”

Knowing Hu Tao, you were more than nervous to see what she had up her sleeve. Nonetheless, you avoided Childe and Zhongli for the rest of the day and cautiously left with Hu Tao. You walked behind her in silence as she led you into Liyue Harbor and to a rather large townhouse. She opened the front door and you followed her inside, immediately being met with a bustling and loud environment.

A child ran by your legs and Hu Tao shouted something inaudible at them. She turned on her heel to you, “Sorry for the chaos. You’re okay with staying for dinner, right?”

You nodded your head, realizing it was probably foolish to say no to your boss (it’s not like you had plans anyways). Hu Tao beamed and clapped her hands together, practically dragging you to the kitchen and shoving you down on a barstool. Beside you sat a rather good-looking man and Hu Tao soon introduced him to you.

“Y/N, this is my older brother Jiang. Please find him well.”

So, this is what the director had in mind.

Jiang held out his hand to you politely and you shook it gently, formally introducing yourself to him. For the next few hours, you and Jiang got to know each other. You learned that he was Hu Tao’s eldest sibling and was a teacher in Liyue Harbor. He was around your age and had a very kind smile. By the end of the night, Jiang expressed his interest in you and asked you on a proper date. Hu Tao only smirked giddily behind the counter.

You and Jiang grew close quickly. Your time spent with him was refreshing and for once, you were finally able to get your mind off Childe and Zhongli. You still saw Zhongli (and sometimes Childe) at work but your relationship had already faltered enough to add awkwardness to your conversations. If Zhongli tried to stop you and talk to you about something other than work, you made up an excuse to scurry along. Despite your new relationship, thinking about Zhongli and Childe caused a familiar pain to appear in your chest.

One night you couldn’t leave fast enough and Zhongli caught your arm, “May I have a word with you?”

“Right now?” You asked, glancing at the clock for emphasis, “I really have to get going.”

“Please,” Zhongli said quietly, “Just for a moment.”

You sighed, knowing you didn’t have a valid excuse rolled up in your sleeve this time. You nodded your head and slipped your bag from your shoulder back onto the chair in front of you. Zhongli retracted his hand from your arm, instead deciding to loosely cross them across his chest.

“Have we done something wrong?” He asked.

“What are you talking about?”

“Childe and I have noticed your absence from our outings,” He explained, his tone remaining very flat, “We miss you.”

You wanted to scoff at him. You weren’t a part of their relationship, why did they miss you? “I’ve just been busy,” You said, “In fact, I started seeing someone.”

Zhongli’s expression at this statement was indescribable. It was as if he had a reaction but was trying to hide it behind tight lips. Even his usual bright eyes were unreadable. “I see,” He said simply. He paused for a moment before flashing you a cheeky, falsified smile, “I’d love to meet them. How about a double date this Saturday? We get off early then.”

You sent Zhongli a similar tight-lipped smirk, “We would love to. See you then.” And with that, you picked up your bag and rushed out of the funeral home, rubbing your temple. You had a bad feeling about this date.

***

Jiang picked you up for your double date at six. You couldn’t help but notice how ravishing he looked that night with his hair slicked back and expensive-looking clothes on his body. Upon further inspection, you could see the faint smudge of eyeliner lining his lashes. Gold jewelry adorned his neck and wrists and you could only assume Hu Tao spent hours making him look this good for you.

“Ready to go?” Jiang asked you, holding his arm out cheekily. You rolled your eyes and grinned, locking your front door and grabbing onto his arm.

You couldn’t shake that uneasy feeling in the pit of your stomach but you didn’t let Jiang know. The last thing he needed was to hear about how the two men he was meeting tonight were former crushes of yours. To him, this double date was a simple outing between coworkers.

You were having dinner together at the Liyue Pavilion as per suggestion of Childe. You were worried about the price but Childe insisted that he would front the bill as always. Part of you missed having your meals constantly covered by the harbinger.

Jiang opened the door to the restaurant for you and you thanked him, slipping inside and spotting the two men you were meeting already at a table. Childe reached up to wave you over and you took Jiang’s arm in yours before heading over there.

“Childe, Zhongli,” You greeted your co-worker and friend, “This is Jiang, my boyfriend.”

“It’s nice to meet you,” Jiang smiled, reaching his free hand out to Childe and Zhongli who both shook it cautiously. After introducing everyone, you sat down at the table and Childe handed you a menu to look over.

Jiang was being overtly sweet to you, touching your fingertips and leaning into your side. You accepted the gestures, even daring to lay your head against his shoulder while he talked to Zhongli about the cor lapis industry. From the corner of your eye, you watched Childe’s jaw clench and his grip on Zhongli’s arm tightened.

“So, tell us about yourself,” Childe asked Jiang, his tone sharp. Jiang, sweet Jiang, only beamed and sat straighter in his chair, “Zhongli tells me your Hu Tao’s brother, correct?”

“Right! She’s my younger sister,” Jiang shook his head and chuckled softly to himself, “And I teach literature at the Liyue Xueyuan.”

“A teacher?” Childe nearly scoffs, “I suppose that’s why you live with your younger sister.”

Jiang seemed taken aback by this comment but tried to play it off by laughing. You felt a pang in your chest and shot Childe a nasty glare for his unnecessary comment but were only met with his sharp eyes. You swore you could see jealousy swimming in them.

“Now, now,” Zhongli interrupted, “Not everyone is as magnificent as you, Childe. No need to make others feel bad.”

You felt Jiang’s body tense and his eyes averted down to his lap for a moment. “Don’t listen to them,” You told him, “They’re just trying to be funny.”

“I would never dream of humoring you about that,” Zhongli replied to you, “I’m just pointing out the obvious. Aren’t we getting to know each other?”

At that moment, you knew exactly what Childe and Zhongli were doing. You noticed the way they were looking admirably at you and shooting daggers at your date. They were clearly trying to badtalk him and make Jiang seem undesirable in your eyes. Only you couldn’t seem to understand why. Shouldn’t they be happy that you finally found someone to potentially settle down with?

One more backhanded comment was thrown in Jiang’s direction and suddenly your partner stood up from the table. The expression on his face was heart-wrenching, “I’m going to use the restroom.” With that, Jiang hurried away from the table leaving you alone with both men.

“What the fuck is wrong with you two?” You snapped, angrily waving your hands around.

“What do you mean?” Childe asked, batting his eyelashes at you in the most painstakingly annoying way ever. Your eyes narrowed and after finding his foot under the table, you stomped on it hard. Childe cursed and crossed his arms, looking down.

Zhongli, understanding Childe was being too immature, spoke up, “You shouldn’t be with him.”

You wanted to tear your hair out, “Who do you think you are to dictate who I can and can’t date?” Your voice was rising but you didn’t care, your frustration jumping out. “Never once have I meddled with your relationship but you think you can with mine?”

“You should be with us.”

Zhongli’s words made you freeze. Was this some sick joke? You wrecked your brain for an incident you caused in the past few months for them to be pranking you like this but you couldn’t think of a single one. Childe reached across the table to grasp your hands and you were still too in shock to pull them away.

“We love you, Y/N, and we should have told you sooner,” Childe says.

You shake your head, “I’m dreaming.”

“You’re not,” Zhongli says, placing his hands over yours and Childe’s, “Please say you’ll be ours.”

Finally, you took a deep breath and looked straight ahead. Zhongli and Childe looked at you with pleading eyes and you felt a rush of emotions explode inside of you. Both of your former crushes were confessing their love to you, asking you to be a part of their relationship. Never once had the thought of a polyamorous relationship crossed your mind but you certainly weren’t opposed to it.

“Okay,” You breathed out, “I will.”

***

Breaking the news to Jiang when he returned back to the table was hard. He was already fragile from being berated before and now you were breaking up with him. You knew you were going to earn an earful from Hu Tao on Monday but you decided to worry about that when the time came.

You had asked Jiang to step aside and in the simplest of terms, you tried to explain the situation.

“So, you’re breaking up with me to date both of them?” He asked in disbelief, running a hand through his hair. His voice was filled with cracks and you wish it didn’t have to be like this. Truthfully, he didn’t understand. How could you be with two people at the same time? “Is this a sex thing? Because I can try harder if that’s-”

“No!” You interrupted, “It’s not, I promise. My heart is just split down the middle for them.”

Jiang sighed again. He may never fully understand your relationship but he appreciated you telling him now rather than later. You offered to walk Jiang home but the man decided he needed some time alone - you didn’t blame him. You wanted to ask Jiang if you could remain friends but the words weren’t coming out of your throat. You watched as Jiang took one last look at you, then the two men at the table, before solemnly walking away and out of the restaurant.

You returned to your new partners and finished your dinner. Slowly, your mood was elevated again but the natural ache of your heartbreak lingered.

“Spend the night with us,” Childe says sweetly after paying the check, “We can help you feel better.”

The feeling of both men on either side of you felt foreign but comforting. You nodded to Childe’s request and Zhongli led the three of you back to his apartment. The next few moments were a blur and when you came to, you were being laid on a soft bed. Childe slid next to you and your arm instinctively wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer, while Zhongli hovered above you. His warm eyes gazed into yours and you decided you could get used to this.

This new love was unique and plentiful as long as the three of you were on the same page, that’s all that mattered.

a/n: sorry this took so long! as you can see, it came out v long lmfao. requests are still open <3

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only a knight - aether

summary; you should've seen this coming... you're always being used by everyone. you're merely a knight to him, nothing more, nothing less.

genre; angst, modern royalty au, visions still exist, prince! aether, knight! reader, hurt/no comfort, reader gets close to death but not yet

[cw/tw: mentions of death, violence, blood, insecure thoughts]

[lowercase intended] [gender neutral reader!]

word count; 1.03k

a/n; another vent one shot, pogchamp :D anyways, aether is gonna be like the prince of mondstat pretty much and more will be said in the story

all the archons are essentially kings/queens in this

if this pops off or if someone requests something like this with another character, I'll probably do it

ngl tho this isn't really my best work, im not totally satisfied with this but whatever posting it anyways pog

OH YEAH AND I GOT ALBEDO, I GOT MY ELEVATOR BOY IDC WHAT SLANDER IS SAID ABT HIM I LOVE HIM AND IM GONNA WRITE A ONE SHOT ABT HIM SOON

you were only a knight.

it was something you told yourself the moment you were chosen to work under king venti as a knight. you were not meant to have much of an outside life. your only duty was to protect the high class.

you didn't expect to get close to the prince. you thought he would merely walk past you like it was nothing. but he talked to you. albeit it was about showing you around the royal grounds and having you introduce yourself to him. but he talked to you.

you both were young when you met, you both were bound to bond together quickly. jean and many other royals/knights saw it coming. you two were like best friends.

but you were only a knight.

aether stood in the backlines, safe and away from danger while you risked your life daily to protect him. you do not regret your job, but it was hard to keep yourself at a distance with your friend.

neither of you were meant to be seen in public together then neighboring kingdoms would see it as a weakness, you would be leverage for a deal.

you couldn't help the flutter in your chest every time aether smiled your way, or when he greeted you happily. there were rising feelings and you hated it. this was not supposed to happen.

you knew enemies would use it to their advantage if they found out about your liking to the prince. so, you trapped yourself in your own web. you were merely a pawn to keep the kingdom safe, you were only a death fodder to keep enemies away from aether, you were gonna die, you didn't need feelings.

you're a knight. not a lover.

you had death written on your hands in red blood. you were a murderer. you did not deserve love. feelings were irrelevant when your time ticks faster than the rest. you were only to be used and never kept for long. you were a ticking time bomb, ready to lose yourself at any given moment.

you cannot fall in love with someone you can't even get.

sometimes you wished that you were a royal in another life. maybe then you would have a chance but you knew this would be the best chance, even if you were to sacrifice your life for his.

time continues to tick and you're often someone the other knights go to for help but you never seem to get at least a thanks out of them. this pattern seems to go on, you get them what you need and then they leave.

you start to wonder, is this how maid noelle feels? but they thank her... why don't they thank you? are you not worth a thank you at least? you shake off the thoughts, refocusing on your training. but unluckily, the knights are called for a meeting.

you arrive and it seems like everyone is going miles a minute with how much buzz there is in the room. eventually, kaeya, the captain, quiets the room down and informs everyone that there's a kingdom that has called war on the kingdom of anemo. this was your time.

you're a knight, a pawn ready to be thrown away after its use.

the sounds of screams and crackling fire echoes in your ears as you slash your sword in a quick manner, finishing off an enemy. there's a slight ringing in your ear as you weren't prepared to experience any explosions. it's mind numbingly horrifying to see the amounts of lives that were stolen from this war. traces of elemental visions lined the fields and yet you still stood your ground against the enemies.

but of course, you had injuries littered all over your body. you lacked a vision which made you an easy target but your years of training never went to waste.

you were truly a self sacrificial person. maybe too much self sacrificial. you learned that you would put your life on the line even if it was just a thin thread you couldn't see. you would rather see the prince alive and healthy than you alive and healthy. you figured that certainly wasn't a healthy mindset and yet you were too blinded by your buried emotions to even stop the cycle.

thoughts were running at top speed as you continued to fight. you could feel your stamina drain with every enemy you finish off. you don't know how much longer you can continue. your vision is spotted with darkness before you have time to realize...you're gonna die. your breathing is shallow and shaky, your body feels numb. you can't see or feel anything, your body is done and yet your mind still runs. if this is how you die, you would not mind.

you're only a knight and nothing more.

you're awake...?

but how? your thoughts gather slowly as you attempt to move your body. everything is still numb. you manage to open your eyes, the lights in the room were dim which helped you adjust quicker.

just out of your peripheral vision, you can see a small tuft of blonde hair. your heart just beats a little faster, was it aether? did he wait for you?

"you're awake." his voice was firm and almost blunt. was this really the aether you grew up with? "i don't know if you can hear me well but you're lucky that someone else had came to save you. we couldn't let one of our stronger knights die like that. i'll be going now." and just like that he left. why did you expect him to say something else?

you were only a knight. nothing more, nothing less.

he's not supposed to care for you. he doesn't need to care for you. you had that sliver of hope that maybe...just maybe, his heart would beat for you just like how yours beats for him. but now you remember,

you're only a knight. you're only a pawn. you're below him. you're not worthy of a prince's love.

tears well up in your eyes as the thoughts begin to settle and ruminate in your mind. why did you fight so hard for someone who never loved you back?

[tommyhollandaisesauce]

Let Me Do The Work TEASER [t.h.]

MASTERLIST

Pairing: Tom Holland x Fem!Reader

Word Count: ?k

Posted: 11/16/2020

Warning(s): Fluff, smut, unprotected sex (wrap it up kids), oral sex (f receiving), maybe too much plot? and definitely a whole lotta lazy sex sue me.

Summary: Tom thinks you deserve a reward after a hard few days at work.

A/N: First smut in the bag lets go. Also, the point of view makes no sense but continuity is not in my vocabulary so. Anyway, the full part is almost finished so lmk how you guys like this!

When Tom got home on Wednesday night the last thing he expected his girlfriend to say was “Wanna have sex?” He had asked a few times before if you could and your response was usually something to the effect of “Sorry babe, another time, I’m just exhausted.” He knew your job was taxing and took a lot out of you and, frankly, Tom could survive the work week without getting any. He also knew that once Friday night rolled around it was all systems go; the weekend was yours to fool around as much as you wanted. And he was willing to wait.

Asking never hurt, though. Tom wasn’t annoying about it, at least he hoped he wasn’t. And for all the times you’d asked to have sex after he had a particularly exhausting day on set and he agreed, he didn’t feel super guilty about asking now and then.

It was unusual that Tom would be so exhausted from working that he didn't have any energy left to have sex. There had been some rare days when Tom could barely keep his eyes open even though you were right there, naked and sweaty, and riding his cock right on the living room couch. Your hands would be resting on his broad shoulders, your fingers digging into the muscles beneath his freckled skin as you bounced on his cock and his hands could barely stay put on your waist or hips to help you move. Sure, he liked watching you rise and fall on his lap and he liked seeing himself disappear inside of you and he liked the way your tits bounced with every movement and he liked watching your face. God, he loved your gorgeous face.

Your eyes would flutter open and closed the closer you got and you’d look at him with your big, beautiful eyes that were dark and lust blown and your jaw would go slack and you’d throw your head back in pleasure. Your movements would get sloppier as you’d start shaking and convulsing while you came. His arms would lazily wrap around your waist to pull you closer and you’d nuzzle your face into the crook of his neck, breathing hard against his skin as you came down from your high. But Tom couldn’t find it in himself to even worry about his own orgasm, he just wanted to sleep.

So when he came home to your shared flat around 7 pm from walking Tessa on a particularly boring Wednesday, now that he had a break, and saw you lying on the couch with a glass of red wine in one hand and your other arm thrown over your eyes, he figured it was pointless to ask. You had gotten home sometime while he was out, didn’t bother changing out of your blouse and jeans just yet, popped a bottle open, and poured yourself a glass.

Tom unclipped the leash from Tessa’s collar, allowing her to run free around the flat. Immediately, she trotted over to you, nuzzling your legs with her nose until you caved and gave her a few scratches behind her ears. Tom slipped off his sneakers, padding over to you, causing Tessa to run off in search of her favorite toy. The couch sank under his weight as he sat down next to your head, your eyebrows raised at the shift.

“Hey, stranger,” you muttered, removing your arm from covering your half-lidded eyes. Your eyes sparkled in the dim living room lighting as you looked up at Tom. He couldn’t remember a single time they looked dull. Not during a fight, or when you were sad or tired or sick, never. They reminded him of stars. No matter what, they kept shining.

“Hi love,” Tom leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on your wine-stained lips. The upside-down angle was slightly awkward, but you’d be lying if you said you two hadn’t done the Spider-Man Kiss before, per his request.

You smiled up at him as he pulled away and closed your eyes. Tom threaded his fingers through your messy locks and you relaxed, even more, leaning your head into his hand.

“Long day?” He asked, continuing to run his fingers through your hair.

“Don’t even get me started,” you huffed out, dramatically throwing your arm back over your eyes, which made Tom chuckle at your antics.

“Tell me what happened?” He asked, and as you lowered your arm, you raised a single eyebrow at him.

“You sure?” You asked cautiously, “Because I wouldn’t wish the shit I dealt with today on my worst enemy.”

Tom scoffed, shrugging his shoulders, “Try me.”

You sighed before beginning your story. Today had been insufferable. From the minute you clocked in, to the minute you clocked out, it had been hell. One coworker in particular, with whom you were not super close or friends with in any way, kept nagging you about your relationship like she did every single day.

The incessant questioning and probing was getting old and, quite frankly, rude. The questions started out harmless, like everyone else’s when they found out the Tom Holland was your boyfriend. Some asked for autographs or pictures and you declined, saying that if he ever came in Tom would be more than happy to do that. And Tom agreed; you playing messenger was weird and not the type of thing either of you wanted people to get accustomed to. And most people understood; except for one.

The more she asked the worse they got. Personal questions were the norm now. Questions about family members and life together and sex. God, the sex questions never ended. ‘Is it good?’ and ‘What are you guys into?’ were some of her favorites. Sometimes she’d get creative with them and switch them up. And every time, you refused to answer. And you relayed this information to Tom like you did most days, and he rolled his eyes in annoyance at her ignorance before leaning down and pressing a soft kiss to your forehead when he saw you were getting riled up.

You softened immediately and sighed. Tom had a calming effect on you. Just being around him was relaxing. After so long together he still could calm you down. And he was cheaper than your copay for therapy, so hey why not vent to him?

“Just forget about her for now, babe,” Tom sighed out, continuing to stroke your hair, “she’s not worth your energy.”

“You're right,” you said quietly, “I’m home, I got my wine, I got my boy, I can relax.”

“Exactly,” Tom said, laughing at your words. He didn’t feel the need to say anything else as you both relaxed, his fingers still threaded in your hair, until a few more minutes went by, your eyes opened, and you turned your head to make sure you were setting down your not yet empty glass on the coffee table.

A soft “hey” escaped Tom’s lips as he watched you use your arms to lean up and turn to face him. He would’ve spoken more but was cut off as your lips pressed to his, the kiss awkward since you had caught him as he was speaking. His lips were slightly chapped and he tasted like spearmint gum as you hovered over him and moved your lips against his.

Tom sighed into the kiss, bringing one hand up to cup your cheek. You clumsily clambered into Tom’s sweatpants clad lap to straddle him and his other hand sat high on your thigh. The kiss was slow and passionate, neither of you in a rush to go further just yet. You melted into the kiss as his tongue slid along your lower lip to ask for permission to enter. You parted your lips immediately, allowing Tom access. After a few moments of lazily making out like teenagers, you pulled away to catch your breath. You closed your eyes, leaning your forehead against Tom’s as you both panted, trying to catch your breath.

“Can we go to our room?” You mumbled, just loud enough for Tom to hear. Your voice was low, soft, and a little shaky from being so tired. His eyes opened at your words and his ears perked up. Tom pulled his head away from yours and your eyes returned to their half-open state.

“I thought you were tired?” He questioned teasingly, tucking some strands of hair behind both your ears and resting his hands on your cheeks. You reached up and wrapped your fingers around Tom’s wrists, smiling sweetly at him. He was sure his heart damn near melted in his chest at the sight of his sleepy girlfriend asking to have sex with him.

“I am,” you said softly, smirking as Tom ran his hands down your sides and settled over your hips, “why do you think I wanna go to our room?” You joked, wrapping your arms loosely around his neck and ducking your head down to place soft kisses along the side of it. He sighed, tilting his head in the opposite direction to give you more room as your fingers carded through the short, soft curls at the back of his head.

“You sure?” Tom asked breathily, as you continued laying kisses across his jaw and below his ear, “Because I don’t want you to do it just because I want to-”

“Tom,” you huffed, pulling away from his neck, your hands migrating to rest on his shoulders. He straightened up and opened his eyes as the feeling of your soft lips disappeared from his neck. “I’m sure. Now shut up and take me to the bedroom.”

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FULL PART

A/N: AAAHHHH ok I mean I definitely put words on the page lol. Fr tho this is the first time I’ve ever posted anything so lmk if y’all want the rest! Feedback is always appreciated! <3

[arhvste]

Your writing? *chefs kiss* I wanted to know if you do head canons and if so could u possibly do Kageyama and Akaashi reacting to their girlfriend coming home from school crying 🥺 💕 If not don't worry thank you 💗

stop flirting with me my heart can’t handle 😼🙈✨

and yes i do headcanons i’m so glad u asked!!

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KAGEYAMA AND AKAASHI REACTING TO THEIR S/O RETURNING FROM SCHOOL CRYING

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KAGEYAMA

so homeboy comes home for volleyball practice sweaty asf

he’s got a good 30 mins before he knows you’ll be done with your study group so he has a shower to cleanse himself from the gross ass sweat

i just KNOW kageyama smells manly like idk how to explain it like a comforting manly smell

but anyways once he’s washed himself and is back to smelling gorgeous he puts a plain white t shirt and grey sweatpants on as he patiently awaits his pretty girlfriends return

SLAM

kags is shook at the sudden slam of the front door

nobody slams kageyama’s door and gets away with it 😠

he’s ready to call you a boke when he hears u trudge up the stairs

3... 2... 1... “Y/N you bo-“

low and behold there stands a sniffling Y/N with tears dripping down her cheeks

“i-i’m sorry t-tobio -i didn’t m-mean to -“

kags cuts u off when he makes his way over to u and pulls u into his chest

kageyama gives good hugs i don’t make the rules

he was defo stiff at first but after months of dating he’s used to having you within arms reach and now gives u such warm and secure hugs

“don’t worry about it just tell me what’s wrong”

he’s stroking your hair as you silently cry into his chest making his fresh t shirt damp

#Finthechatforthefreshtshirt

he guides you to his warm bed and y’all get cosy in it

y’all are NOT doing the nasty 👺

at least not yet 😼

your crying calms down as your pretty boyfriend plays with your hair as you’re cuddled up to his strong chest

kags is such a softie for you

only has a soft spot for you in fact

simp for Y/N only

when you stop crying and you’re reduced to a few sniffles and dried tears kageyama will ask you what’s wrong again

since you’re in a much clearer state of mind you tell kags you’ve just had a bad day

forgot your homework and your bitchy teacher gave you a hard time

you didn’t have time to eat lunch because you had an essay due for the next class and you didn’t have time to write it last night because your club had overrun

you had got a below average mark on your history test which frustrated you because you knew you put revision into it

and you had a headache by the end of the day and your study group talking over each other was the last straw

kageyama is listening intently playing with your soft hair and stroking your cheek delicately

when you’re done venting he pulls you back into his chest and pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head

“don’t worry you’re here now with me and i’ll help you with any work if you want”

LMAO he is the LAST person who should be helping with work when his brain only functions when it comes to volleyball

but you find him cute for offering anyway as you shake your head and explain you were back on track after your stroke of bad luck today

soft night in with milk man

you take a shower and put on some of his clothes before joining him back in bed

lots of cuddles and movie watching

he’s giving you soft butterfly kisses throughout the evening

“i love you Y/N and i’m always here when you need me”

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AKAASHI

finally 5pm akaashi is free from bokuto

not to say he doesn’t like bokuto but akaashi can’t catch a break from the loud ace between the hours of 7am - 5pm on most days

some days they would spend time together outside of school which would lead the setter to be even more drained not that he minded

bokuto likes to call akaashi in the mornings to keep him focused on getting ready for the day

n e ways

your stunning mans enters your house because he has a spare key

your parents gave it to him because they’re in love with him??

first dinner meeting the parents and they were already insisting you marry the boy asap

“Y/N you home?”

he knows ur at home because ur shoes are there

it’s still polite to check he thinks

he makes his way to your bedroom and enters expecting to see his loving girlfriend on her phone or on her bed watching something

but what he’s met with is a teary eyed Y/N curled up into a ball

“oh darling!”

listen akaashi calls you darling i’m taking no criticism on this

darling and princess are a favourite of his

especially in the bedroom

he’s right by your side

you look up and immediately the water works are off

“shhh shhh it’s okay i’m here my love”

you’re crying into his shoulder as he’s crouched next to your bed

he stands up as you move up on your bed so there’s room for him

akaashi has a toned chest but it’s also comfortable to lay on and you’re doing just that

honestly i’m jealous of u getting to lay on his god sculpted chest 😔✊🏽

you don’t say anything yet just small hiccups coming from you as you calm back down

akaashi is drawing small circles on your back and pressing kisses to the top of your head

he loves doing this because he loves the way your hair smells

the vanilla scent calms him tf down

you begin to muffle into his shirt

“what’s that darling i can’t hear you properly?”

“i don’t even know why i’m upset. just one of those days.”

akaashi doesn’t care he’s a simp for you and will do anything to make his precious girlfriend smile

he’s giving you soft kisses and drying your eyes

mutters small professions of love to you making you giggle

“there’s that radiant smile my princess.”

you’re smiling properly at him now

the rest of the night is peaceful

he cooks you dinner and the two of you are watching conspiracy documentaries

bokuto even facetimes y’all to check you’re okay after he noticed you looking a little down earlier

we stan a considerate friend 😼

you fall asleep limbs entangled with akaashi’s feeling so much better and waking up with a clearer head

honestly 36/10 boyfriend would recommend

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this turned out a lot longer than i thought it was gonna be im sorry 😳

hope this was still okay tho <3

requests are still open!