#i'm in philosophy class rn n

[the-mehlwurm]

today feels so fucking weird.

[dootdootwriting]

hihi can i request male reader x itto where reader is overwhelmed with all the work he has to do and ends up staying all night finishing and itto like tries to get him to take breaks but ends up forcing reader to take one bc reader won't stop working and is literally not taking care of himself :,)

(sorry college is beating my ass rn aah)

featuring: itto tw: stress, "babe" used as a pet name type: angst (?) to fluff, modern au pronouns used: he/him a/n: back to our regularly scheduled content i'm literally so sorry about whatever the hell that was. anyway this is REALLY CUTE anon ty hehe

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ITTO made a point of not worrying about studying. In his own words, it defeated the purpose because "if i was going to remember what they taught me in class, i would have put it in my memory when they first told me!" This had gotten him into trouble with many an exam.

His philosophy when it comes to bigger projects, however, was surprisingly reasonable. Every time your boyfriend was assigned a project, he tore through it as fast as possible, so somehow, he never got buried with work.

Tonight, you were buried with work. You'd been trying to pace yourself for nearly the entire day, but with class on top of assignment on top of class on top of cup of coffee, you'd quickly become completely exhausted, lying face up on the floor. You stared at the fluorescent lights in the room you shared with Itto, which didn't deign to do anything other than flicker briefly at you in response. You covered your eyes with your arm, letting out a long sigh, when you heard the door to your dorm room open loudly.

"HEEEEEEY!! Guess who's here to help the best boyfriend in the whole wide world with his stupid boring college homework!!"

Itto barged in, grin evident on his face. Despite the colder weather, he was still only wearing his typical tank and cargo shorts. He sniffed, lifting up three plastic bags no doubt filled with goodies.

You reluctantly rolled over onto your stomach and pushed yourself off the floor, gazing at him tiredly. "What'd you get? Instant ramen again?"

"Obviously! And, also," Itto added, closing the door and taking things out of the bags, "i got hawaiian bread rolls, which should be interesting, three different flavors of ice cream, a bunch of crackers, energy drinks, instant coffee, and tylenol. For your headache."

"What?" you concentrated for a second. "Wait, you're right. How did you know I have a headache?"

"Come on, babe, look how scrunched up your eyebrows are. Give yourself a break, okay?" Itto frowned at you and ruffled your head, earning him a huff from you. "You're not gonna get anything done if you're this tired."

"I can't take a break though," you answered stubbornly, "I have about five things due tomorrow and it's already ten pm. If I don't finish this, it's game over for me."

"No, it's not. Listen, if you don't finish everything, it'll be okay. Just look how much stuff you have assigned to you! Nobody should have to do this much work, it's torture! If I had to do all that I just wouldn't."

"Right, which is why I can't take advice from you."

Itto stuck his tongue out at you and flicked your forehead. "Well, if you're not gonna see reason, I guess I'll just have to show you!"

"Huh?" you asked, but you didn't have a chance to add anything else, as Itto has already scooped you up in his arms and plopped you down on the couch in front of the TV. He grabbed a blanket from nearby and draped it around your shoulders. Once you were comfortably situated, he took your laptop and books and put them in the microwave.

"HEY! What the hell are you doing to my stuff!"

"You're going to sit here with me and take a break. If you say even one thing about wanting to work, I'm turning on the microwave."

"Itto! You'll break my computer!"

Itto thought about this for a moment, then reluctantly took your things out of the microwave. "Okay, right. Got it. Just don't try anything, okay? You're relaxing now. It's relaxing time."

You sighed, giving up. It's true that your professors had uploaded an unreasonable amount of work for you to finish. Maybe if you showed the proof to those whose work you hadn't finished yet, they'd understand... in any case, Itto was right. You were overworking yourself, and you needed a break.

You slumped over into the couch, allowing yourself to sink into the cushions. Itto returned from where he'd been putting the food in the fridge earlier, two bowls of ice cream in hand and a pringles tube stuffed into his giant pockets.

"Here," he offered, handing you one of the bowls. "I know I'm not super regular-smart, but I am super you-smart, and I know that right now this is the best thing for you." You took the bowl, nodding, and sunk back into the couch. Itto sat down heavily next to you, splaying out his limbs and putting one arm around you. It was a miracle he didn't spill his ice cream all over his lap.

"Feeling better yet?" he asked, placing a surprisingly gentle kiss on your forehead and slowly squishing you closer to him. It was impossible not to feel better with how close to you he was and how far he'd gone to cheer you up.

"Yeah, I am," you said, giving him a soft, tired smile.

"Good," Itto said, grabbing the TV remote, "now, what do you want to watch? Anything's fine by me, as long as you're here."

[noxtivagus]

emet-selch brainrot

[basicallywhiterice]

Hewo!! I'm here to send an ask for the mood ring characters! The funniest part of the fic was their group chat, where the friends were all going "thank you team captain tzuyu", could u impart some more 'important' convos between them :D (I adore your fic btw 🥺)

i got a little carried away but this is their gc in college

[ghost busters]

(1:17 am) ac(t)orman: Ghosts cant exist, at least supernaturally, bc theres gotta be a scientific explanation OctOpOdes: and it’s just wonky philosophically too chewy granola bar: But Junhui that means ghosts could exist scientifically, and Minghao that would be a nice philosophical breakthrough for the meaning of the soul and life in general nerdier than thou: Philosophymajor!Tzuyu philosophymajor!Tzuyu philosophymajor!Tzuyu !! <3 nerdier than thou: Aren’t psych and philosophy like kinda similar-ish you: In the wise words of Samuel L. Jackson, go the fuck to sleep

[2 swimmers + 4 plebs]

(2:01 pm) jules vern(e) 💜: @joshua how did u live through this math course in high school, i’m. die. nerdier than thou: Lmao Vernon how hard can business major math classes be. Is third grade math getting too hard for you? jules vern(e) 💜: i’m lowkey considering becoming a finance bro jules vern(e) 💜: so… much… math…  ac(t)orman: Lit bruh can u help me pay off my student loan debt

[hao are you doing]

(12:00 am) you: HAPPY BIRTHDAY MINGHAO I can’t wait to see you again today OctOpOdes: no comments on me being old and wrinkly? i’ll take it you: Old fart :D OctOpOdes: :0

[dead outside, dead inside]

(8:45 pm) nerdier than thou: Ugh I h8 finals szn chewy granola bar: But you get to see me more after finals are over nerdier than thou: Shoot you right, I love getting finals szn over with jules vern(e) 💜: @y/n i h8 finals szn you: I am literally in your arms rn