#im crying over pixels sorry

[selenadem]

Kagetsu and Ivy 🥹💜

[reapersynth]

Men are not a new sensation // I've done pretty well I think // But this half-pint imitation put me on the blink // I'm wild again, beguiled again // A simpering, whimpering child again // Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered am I

[ansy-tea]

Y'all ever stopped listening to your favorite bands for about 2 years for reasons you don't even know yourself. Maybe it's because you're busy. Maybe it's because you thought you've acquired new tastes. You really don't know. But then suddenly you listened to one song of theirs again and now you're sobbing over how good the songwriting was? And now that you're not a dumb High Schooler without much experience you understand the lyrics even more?

Anyways that's me with Fall Out Boy right now lmao. It's high time I listen to their new album later.

[mouwrites]

i’n asking too many of these dndhdhdhd (it’s there same anon from the pixel empire + brekafast hc) but i noticed that i think you havent done a kai and reader one yet????

so like i am gonna ask if you can do kai being comforted by reader post seabound ???thanks again sorry kf im asking for too many

YAY welcome back anon!!! I literally love your requests, you could never ask for too many <33 anywho I hope this is okay!

Word count: 815

Ninjago - Comforting Kai After Seabound

You brought your body against the door, bringing your ear close to listen for any noise. Nothing.

“Kai?” You called quietly, hoping not to startle him.

You heard a muffled hum. Pushing inside, you were immediately struck with the darkness of the room.

You scanned the area as your eyes adjusted, finally landing on Kai seated on the ground, his back pressed against his bed. He was looking at you with his deep brown eyes, void of the usual life they gleamed with.

You made an effort to smile as you made your way across the room. You sank down next to him, spotting a picture frame in his hands that you hadn’t noticed before.

It didn’t matter that it was dark. You didn’t need to see to know that it was the picture of him and his sister, taken many years ago, when Nya was still training to be a ninja.

You brought your shoulder against his, looking at him with concern lacing your expression. You hoped he’d look over and see, prompting him to speak, but his eyes remained locked on the photo.

As it turned out, he didn’t need prompting to speak. After a second he spoke, his voice betraying none of his anguish.

“Do you think I should’ve stopped her?”

“Kai…”

“Yeah, yeah, it was a necessary sacrifice. I know. That’s what you guys keep saying.”

“That’s not what I was going to say.”

He ignored you, lapsing into another bout of silence.

“It’s so quiet,” he began, almost whispering now. “I think back and all I can hear is her voice. All I can see is her face. What am I supposed to do now?”

You reached up, taking one of his hands away from the frame and interlacing your fingers with his. “You remember.”

“Remember..?”

“When people… leave, they’re never really gone. They gifted us with memories to keep, little things to think of that make you smile. Things that they did, words they said, ways they’ve looked.”

Kai blinked slowly. The corner of his mouth turned up in a smirk. His voice wavered as he said: “I remember when she used to wear a lot of red. It was totally her color.”

“She looked good in every color,” you murmured, squeezing his hand with a smile.

He chuckled, but a tear twinkled in the dim light as it streaked down his cheek. He put the picture in his lap and leaned on your shoulder.

“I just miss her. I want to see her again.”

“I know, I know,” you whispered, running a hand through his hair.

He began to quiver as a crying fit overtook him. You pulled him closer, allowing him to fully lean against you with his face buried in the crook of your neck. He gripped the fabric of your clothing with shaking fists.

The picture had fallen to the floor. You looked at it, your eyes finally adjusted enough to the darkness that you could make out Nya’s face. You couldn’t help the tears that pricked at your eyes at the mere sight.

You couldn’t imagine what it would be like if she was your sister. The one you’d been with your whole life. The one who you could always count on to be there, even in darkness. To have someone like that ripped away from you… that would be brutal.

You brought your arms tighter about Kai, rubbing his back comfortingly. “I’ve got you,” you breathed.

Kai sniffled, pulling away. His puffy eyes were filled with emotion again; half anguish, half gratitude, with a sprinkle of that old fire stirring somewhere in the depths.

“I think you’re right. I’m glad she gave me things to remember. Memories. Things that make me smile.”

A sad smirk made its way onto his face. “But that doesn’t mean that I’ll ever stop missing her.”

“You don’t have to,” you said, taking his hand and bringing it to your lips. “You don’t have to.”

He nodded. Wiped the last tears from his eyes. “You know what I just remembered?”

“Hm?”

“She used to make a mean ham sandwich.”

“She did.” Your mouth watered at the mere thought. You don’t know what she did to those things, but there was something magical about the way she’d be able to put so few ingredients together and make an absolutely smacking meal. “Now I want one.”

“Let’s go make some,” Kai suggested, standing up. “It won’t be the same, but… I want to keep talking about her. And I’m hungry.”

You worked together to make the sandwiches. They weren’t anywhere near as scrumptious as hers (despite using the exact same ingredients), but they somehow helped you remember other little things about her.

You grinned at each memory you discussed. There was pain somewhere deep in you, but for now it was overshadowed by your memories. The things she gifted you to make you smile.

Thank you anon for your request!! And thanks for reading, have a good one darlings <3

[atreyushortcake]

Harassment regarding the Rebjastonia post

(For those of you who kiss Rebjastonia’s ass excusing her drawing little kids in bed and treating minors like shit, go fuck yourself, im not sorry mankiddos)

Recently someone came up to me and harassed me using one of the many usual excuses for lolicons to excuse Rebjastonia engaging in Lolicon/Shotacon content…

If you're going to come up crying to me saying “they’re only pixels” or “oh its only fictional, deal with it, there is nothing wrong” I will delete your comment or ask and I will block you. Fictional or not, it is still wrong no matter what. As for anons, I will delete your asks if I catch you doing this. Also, there will be absolutely no victim blaming, I have absolutely no time to argue as I have better things to do.

If you are going to be a little crybaby over Rebjastonia’s actions, i will delete your ask or comment and will block you and get the fuck off my page, this is your warning, I’m not going to say it again.

[s-4pphics]

omfg the way i’ve been trying to interact with you for sooo long but ig since this is my second acc my comments or asks would never go through😭 been silently supporting u and crying n laughing over ur stories for months wasn’t even expecting that ask to go through now im nervous to actually speak lemme say what i’ve been wanting to for fucking months.

your writing is sooo amazing and a few ppl were saying this i think a week or two ago and i wanted to join in so bad but if u ever started writing books I’D BE TJE FIRST TO BUY. ur just that good. sotp will forever be my favorite i’ve read it so many times and fucking demon ellie i never knew i needed…. idk why reading that at the same time i started watching hannibal made me go more feral over her cus… demon ellie could rlly eat me whole kill me whatever n id be smiling the whole time. i dont want this to be too long just know i got a lot of more shit to say but i’ll wait. hopefully my comments will start going through idk how tumblr shit rlly works

- (giggling over pixels girl)

AWWW BABY IM SORRY AB THE ASKS LITERALLY TUMBLR IS SO ANNOYING😞😞

BUT I LOVE YOU SO CUCKCINGNGMUCHCHCHCB THANK U FOR TAKING YHE TIME TO READ THE BULLSHIT I MAKE ILY ILY ILY

[erasurecloud]

Anon really be like "cry and cope I will say as I hide behind my mask while crying tears of anger over a differentiating opinion on pixels" like I'm sorry it's not that I find you being harassed funny, I just find it absolutely hilarious when peeps hide being anon and say shit like that when they can't even be brave enough to face the music without anonymity 😂 I'm not going to lie, I definitely interpret the situation a lot differently to you, but to me it's cool to see other's views on it even if I don't 100% agree but I do actually come to your blog for Kacchako art that I see you reblogging now and then! To take your mind of this todofam discourse, I would love to hear your Kacchako headcanons? or Katsuki headcanons? or Ochako headcanons?

FR ITS RIDICULOUS LIKE IM NOT THE ONE WHO NEEDS TO COPE HERE.

And anyway- omg another Kacchako fan!! I’ve got plenty of HCs of them (although fewer independent ones).

Shippy:

1. Ochako fell first but Katsuki fell harder

2. Ochako’s very messy compared to Katsuki’s cleanliness. Katsuki hates mess but leaves the mess she leaves around his room (or apartment, when they’re older) because he likes seeing her around his home

3. Katsuki was very nervous to meet Ochako’s parents. Ochako was not as nervous to meet Katsuki’s.

4. Katsuki is the n1 hero, Ochako’s ranked within the teens-20s. They’re both very popular as a hero couple and constantly brag about each other in interviews.

5. They have 2 kids, a son and a daughter. Their daughter is 2 years older.

Katsuki:

1. It’s popular but I do like the idea of him reading Shoujo manga

2. He has a stuffed turtle he’s slept with since he was a child (no one knows it exists)

3. He and Shouto are best friends (Deku & Kirishima who)

4. He’s a happy, flirty drunk

I don’t have as many for Ochako I can think of off the top of my head rn unfortunately since most of them are more so kacchako-centered but:

1. She’s best friends with Tsu

2. This is more of a theory but idt she had a ‘crush’ on Deku until after Aoyama put the idea in her head

3. She’s terrible at games (video, board, etc) and always loses

4. She’s a sleepy drunk

Bonus nsfw HC:

Katsuki’s the submissive one & Ochako’s much more dominate in the bedroom

[trenchcoatsbi]

it's 2:12 AM in my time and Im going to bed but im leaving everybody here with one last message:

I think that if pokémon had exisited back when we were alive me spot and racer would've had a blast. we'd all play different versions from the same generation and just cause chaos. we'd trade 'mons we didnt want around to somebody who wanted them and then pass the ones nobody wanted off to albert. sorry albert you just wouldnt haved cared as much about the pixel mons while me and racer would've been crying over a nuzlocke we would get like an hour into and then get sad over deaths and quit. idk why but i need you all to know this. i think the newsies deserve to play pokemon. maybe gen 5 at latest. none of this 3d stuff. give me pixel art stuff it looks so so much better. i havent even played any of these games before why do i have such strong opinions - Voidling Anon

that’s the power of the ‘mon man! idk lmao my friend has never played any pokemon games ever too and they have so many opinions on the franchise that they’re just dead set on. t’s pretty funny talking to them as the guy that’s played gen 3 like religiously as a kid and will always use any excuse to play the newer gens on other people’s switches if they’re nice enough to let me and somehow still barely has opinions beyond haha silly creatures go brrrr

pokemon games are such a blast though, truly one of the few blessings of life… it’s such a shame it didn’t exist in most of my sources I know I would’ve had so much fun with it in some of them

[2bloved]

i have the thought that touching or being touched by glitchy red wouldn't harm anyone unless he intends to but it would feel like. uhm. yk that staticy feeling u get sometimes. like when u go numb somwehere & ur trying to get bloodflow back to the numb area or smthin idk how to explain it. yea that u feel that like this staticy feelinghowever if he is particularly upset and intends to cause harm. I think he cud in some way he could cause harm ....however t isn't specially for if he touches someone when he wants to cause harm. If someoneaccidentally toyches him while he's like that it'll end up hurting them too(+ i would say something about electrike and manetric but im very dumb and I don't remember what generation theyre from. but basically what i was gonna say is another dog pack hoards him after the growlithes and arcanine LMAO)

(also i have like 12 things i am going to ramble about in here so I Hope itsnot any issue when i pull up in here and ive sent mlike 5thingz, sorry LMAO........) - friendshaped anon

lord have mercy. This is such a good idea why hasnt anyone utilized this....

also i would hold glitchy's hands if he would let me and even if it made my hands feel Eoeoughffff.f.f. I loe him Very Much

SORRY I JUST GOT MEGA PROJECTION BLASTED A BRAIN BLAST THOUGHT JUST NOW OH MY GOD JUMPS AROUND HEAR ME OUT HEAR ME OUT

glitchy and reader, right? can be from my previous oneshot or a new one idk but just. imagine. after glitchy crosses over into the real world somehow (i personally believe he fucked around with wrong wraps and the safari step counter thing if you want actual logic i suppose) he has a difficult time adjusting to his new life since... Hes being loved? And Cared About? And Not Trapped In An Endless Void Of Actual Literal Video Game Pixelated Hell? so sometimes he has a bad day or two trying to sort his life out and reader usually gives him space, of course, but one of those days reader tries to help calm him down with like actual physical touch and glitchy, being (well) glitchy, accidentally hurts them unintentionally

that day might be one of the only days glitchy lets reader see him cry. he would be so afraid of hurting and ruining the one being in that world who loved him unconditionally and wanted to help him. what if it had been worse? what if he had accidentally killed you? what if -

it would take a couple more cuddles and maybe a weighted blanket to help calm him down after that and a lot of reassuring words

[call-me-obsessed1755]

I FRIGGING HATE IT WHEN

I click the note button and then accidentally click it again whilst trying to reblog and the little broken heart jumps onto my screen and makes me be like “NO IM SORRY I DIDNT MEAN IT IM SORRYYYYYYY” before I realize that I can just click it again and I’m crying over a couple of pixels

[insertdisc5]

Hi!! I wanted to ask, in celebration of Deltarune CH. 2, do you have any updated thoughts and head canons about the game?? Like, y'know, similar to a previous ask about Kris in your Deltarune tag? Thanks!

thoughts on kris part 2 i guess???? (part 1 from ch1 here lol)

spoilers for deltarune like woah. this wont be kris focused just random thoughts on everything. thank you for giving me the opportunity to talk

not that many thoughts for this chapter tbh! EDIT LOL: this was a lie i have a lot of thoughts

-just in general i feel like the player isn't the only one controlling kris... like yes the player forced kris to do what happened in the snowgrave route but AT THE SAME TIME idk it feels like there's someone else too. just because of the terrifying voice i suppose. and also the jerky movement kris does every time they get their soul out? unless there's another reason for it... maybe getting your soul out means you walk weird lol

-BUT ALSO i feel like kris is 100% in control when they create fountains. idk it just makes sense kris would create them. to create another world, a better world, A WORLD WHERE THEIR BROTHER IS HERE PERHAPS? i do wonder why they get their soul out then though. i'm all for it sweetie! do whatever! i support you!

-(i am and will be playing deltarune with only kris' best interests in mind. i will not hurt anyone unless kris wants me to. dont worry my little meow meow im on your side! talk to me! no? okay ill stay under the sink its fine)

-speaking of asriel. SUMMER VACATION COLLEGE WHEN? SUMMER VACATION COLLEGE WHEN? SUMMER (starts crying) V-VACATION COLLEGE WHEN

-kris misses their brother so much it's so sad. if you make kris steal 5$ from asriel they take it "reluctantly"? talking to asriel online so often even alphys knows?? the google search?? GOING INTO ASRIEL'S GOOGLE SEARCH ROOM WITH THEIR EYES CLOSED BECAUSE THEY'RE CONVINCED THEY ALREADY KNOW WHATS IN THERE? THAT ONE IS LESS OF A MISSING THING BUT IM LIKE OH MY GOD

-the city walk with susie at the end makes it clear to me that kris really values susie's friendship... kris even sits with her if you spend long enough near the lake like aaaaah ;_;

-and even in snowgrave you spend your last acts with the final boss calling for your friends like YES there's a way bigger creepy aspect to this (kris as more of a Leader who Commands and commands their subjects to come) but still :'0 (and then noelle answers oh my god noelle im so sorry for the trauma)

-berdly. listen. listen. listen. liste

-berdly sucks but [berdly hurts his arm in the battle against queen if you don't save him because he doesnt want to hurt you] [berdly realizing smg's wrong in snowgrave and immediately taking steps to save noelle] berdly is my little crumb nugget. i will protect him.

-noelle. noelle. girlboss!

-like ooooh listen. hearing about the genocide path for undertale. made me go "that is SO COOL. i HAVE to experience it myself this is great. hehehe killing time" and like no regrets. i was fully enjoying the experience knowing i was an awful person. SNOWGRAVE THOUGH. i will never try this myself its too fucked up. casually grooming your childhood friend to murder people <3 and also acting like a weird stalker towards her <3 stockholm syndrome speedrun i will get all the info i can about this but i will never do this myself

-people remarking the kris/player>noelle relationship is similar to the relationship between player>chara in genocide path is like yes. chefs kiss. don't worry we just are making you stronger and everything will be fine "you made me kill my friend? and for what?" this is fine sweetie don't worry about it!!!!!!

-like the amount of details added to snowgrave, like if you equip noelle's watch she notices later? and her battle animations change as time goes on, she gets an ice shield and stops sighing in relief after battle? oh my god? oh my god.

-(berdly is not awake.) JUST KILL ME RIGHT HERE I HAVEN'T STOPPED THINKING ABOUT BERDLY NOT BEING AWAKE!!!!!

-also why didnt he turn into dust. so many possible reasons. is magic a thing in the normal world and perhaps no magic means no dust (theres graves). maybe he isnt dead. maybe hes braindead. maybe he'll come back. either way that boy is now in the closet big enough to put someone in

-also dess' name probably being december AND THATS WHY NOELLE LOST THE SPELLING BEE?!?!??! FUCK ME UP!!!!! JUST FUCK ME UP!!!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!!!!

-also so many good pixel art this chapter. too many? i didnt need pixel art of cardboard noelle falling on the statue. like thank you but please. please it hurts my game artist brain.

-the expressions in this chapter were also top notch. all the unsettling noelle expressions like (i fall over face first)

-i threw away the ball of junk (which i already tried in ch1) and this time the game was like "ARE YOU SURE BC THIS IS A BAD IDEA" and kris felt bitter :'( (it deletes all your items in the dark world)

-i uh fucked up and skipped the susie+noelle scene bc listen last time ralsei mentionned seeing what susie is doing we missed some PRIMO LORE. turns out it just makes you skip the scene and you dont get anything new. welp

-speaking of ralsei well you know. he exists. but im stuck on him going "i just wonder what being ralsei-like even is...?" ralsei my dude there's so much i could say about this. do you feel like you can't be ralsei-like because you feel like you have to be asriel-like

-but also that makes no sense bc susie hasnt even mentioned ralsei looks like asriel. and i cant imagine asriel being so meek. so WHAT GIVES

-ralsei as kris’ “i wish i was a monster just like my bro and family and i’d look like asriel but with red horns [THE HALLOWEEN COSTUME] and my name would be something cool like ralsei instead of a boring human name like kris and im sweet and cute because thats how i act with asriel because ASRIEL MADE ME” theory because that would be cute.

-ASRIEL GOING TO THE CHURCH TO CONFESS HIS "SINS" WHEN "SINS" AREN'T A THING IN THE ANGEL BELIEF LIKE I KNOW THIS INTERACTION WAS TREATED AS A JOKE BUT WHAT THE FUCK ASRIEL?

-kris definitely has a connection with the big red door in the city, judging by what the kids say they probably went there... i feel like this place's dark world will be the Final Dungeon you KNOW some shit happened there. also the sounds you hear when you go there is the phone dark world call's sound slowed down? AND AFTER SNOWGRAVE APPARENTLY YOU CANT HEAR IT ANYMORE? HUWAH?

-speaking of songs the songs were all so good, My Castle Town rules, the berdly snowgrave music is stuck in my head, flashback is uwah wuahah, Until Next Time is so good, AND ALSO A FRIEND NOTICED THE DARK WORLD CITY THEME IS JUST tHE SONG 74 (MOST NOTICEABLE WITH THE SNOWGRAVE VERSION)?????? WHAT DOES IT MEAN????? it might be just "hey its just reuse" BUT MR FOX YOU KNOW WE'RE GONNA READ INTO THIS IS NOELLE THE ONE SINGING IDK BRO!!!!!!!!!!

-asgore dreemurr fired from the force what happun!!!!! game theory is that asgore is related to dess' death/disappearance but eh who knows

-you start the chapter at lvl2 and get to lvl3 after the final boss, a friend mentioned this is probably because we destroyed a world and im :0

-to go back to kris it's still so interesting to figure out who they are based on how they act/people mention them. like kris shaking the ferris wheel car? yeah makes sense i can imagine a pranking kid do this. kris' dance? yeah thats a little silly but i can buy it. doing cool anime poses? well i dunno this doesnt line up PERFECTLY but sure. BUT EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENS IN SNOWGRAVE... especially >proceed like that is such a weird thing that i can't imagine them doing, but i can't completely see the "player" doing either (compare with going to sans -which kris doesnt know- and going "SANS!" because of course the player would know sans), like THATS one of the reasons i feel like there's someone else in there. the weird robotic merciless actions. if im going super meta it feels like there'd be someone else like writing the choices into existence for us to pick you know? gaster probably? god i need to read more gaster theories i completely sidestepped the gaster shit bc i wasnt interested. anyway just spitballing

-(looks at big shot guy) please dont make him the next tumblr guy i beg you

-obligatory "queen was great" mention if only because this part made me laugh a little bit too hard

that was a lot. thank you for letting me talk

[watchmegetobsessed]

Never Have I Ever - Harry Styles (part 7)

a/n: aaand part 7 is finally here! however i want to warn yall that we are nearing the end of NHIE, im planning on having one more part and i don’t think it’ll be any longer, so enjoy while it lasts! lmao as always, feedback is very much appreciated!

pairing: Harry x actress!reader

word count: 5.7k

warning: some slight violence? it’s the good kind, you’ll see lmao

SERIES MASTERPOST

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Sitting in your trailer you stare down at your phone longingly, rereading Harry’s last text.

“Miss you, hope everything is alright. Facetime when you’re free?”

You hate how your chest is aching at such a small and sweet thing. If you had the chance, you’d run into Harry’s arms without a second thought, but you are stuck in Atlanta while he is currently back in LA, feeling farther away than ever, in every sense.

It’s been three weeks since you left the city and parted ways with Harry. You hated it. You absolutely hated how he was looking at you and how you was about to cry in his fucking Range Rover as he was dropping you off at the airport. You tried to make it quick so you don’t get too caught up in the moment, but the moment he kissed you, it was over for you. For a split second you were ready to cancel on the whole movie and just stick with the plans you made before you got the role, but that wasn’t really an option.

Since that day, Harry has been very respectful of your will to keep some distance, he always checks in before trying to call to make sure you have time, he doesn’t text you about the most random things like he used to, maybe because you both are so busy, you basically live on set while he has left for his tour exactly a week ago, and you can tell he is trying his best to never even mention Levi.

The news that you’d have to work with your ex came as a punch in your stomach. Taiki contacted you himself to talk to you about his choice to include Levi in the movie. He has informed you that they all agreed on him at the end of the casting process, but he wanted to make sure it’s okay by you as well. What would have you said? You wouldn’t just start off a project with getting someone out of the movie before filming even started. You had no choice but to suck it up and say that it’s all fine.

Now you are stuck to see him almost every day and spend your free time with him as well since he is always the first one to show up when a little group of the cast is out and about. He has always been such a social butterfly, though now you wish he would just lock himself up in his hotel room and not show up until he is needed on set.

Levi has been trying. He’s been pushing on your nerves, always coming up to chit-chat, like there’s nothing weird or absurd about the situation, but there’s plenty. Seeing that the last time you two saw each other you threw a book at him and he threatened you to sue you if you dare to even say his name ever again. Your breakup was the definition of nasty while the rest of the world just noticed a quiet and uneventful parting, photos disappearing from Instagram and awkward smiles whenever either of you were asked about the other.

While you are all about being civil and professional, what he has been doing feels like he is trying to get under your skin, testing your patience with him, which is starting to run short.

For an outsider he is acting perfectly fine, even human towards you, but you know him all too well, you know all his little tricks and moves because you used to be an expert on the topic of Levi Hudson.

Huffing to yourself you get back to the text and type a quick reply.

“Still on set, I have two more scenes to film. Will text you when I’m back at the hotel xx”

You wish you could call him right away, you wish he was here with you and you wish you didn’t have to go back to set and face Levi once again. You really thought you’d get entirely consumed by work once filming starts and run short on time and energy to even think about Harry, but it hasn’t been the case. He is all you can think about, you always catch yourself wondering what he is doing, how his day has been or if he is thinking about you too. You cling onto your phone the moment they yell Cut! and frantically check if he has texted you. It’s taking a toll on you and you can only hope you’ll last until the movie is wrapped and you can finally join him on tour, just like you planned.

“Hey there,” Maya steps out of her own trailer when you turn the corner and she catches up with you quickly. “Wha’s up?”

“Just plotting how I can leave early,” you huff, making her laugh. You’ve become the closest to her, you right away bonded when you met at the table read and she caught you grimacing behind Levi’s back when you thought no one was looking. She came up and simply told you she doesn’t like him for literal no reason, he just has a punchable face and an alliance was formed right then and there.

“Oh Honey, let me know when you figured it out,” she chuckles, circling an arm around your shoulders as you both make your way to the set laughing.

Trying your best, you focus fully on the job on hand so you can leave as soon as possible, call Harry and go to bed. Today has been way longer than you would have liked and you just need to get away from set, despite how much you enjoy filming in general. Sometime during the taping Harry texts you that he is free whenever you are and will be waiting for your call and it just makes you even keener on leaving.

When filming is finally finished, you find yourself storm out faster than ever, already ringing up Harry as you are walking back towards your trailer. When he answers the call, his smiley face fills the screen and you feel your heart flutter in your chest.

“Hey! Done for the day?” he asks, seemingly eating something as he talks.

“Luckily,” you breathe out. “What are you eating?”

A blush appears on his pixelated face as he glances down and grabs his bowl, showing it into the camera. He is eating your pesto pasta recipe.

“I had a strong craving for it,” he shyly tells. “It’s not as good as yours though.”

“There’s nothing to do different about it, H,” you chuckle.

“I know, but it’s different when you make it,” he smiles and his words warm your chest. Just as you are about to tease him about being so corny, you hear your name being called out. Turning around you see Levi jogging towards you.

“Here we fucking go,” you mumble, not ending the call with Harry who is a little confused about the situation since he can’t see the intruder in your conversation.

“Are you heading back to the hotel?” he asks, catching up with you.

“Yeah, I wasn’t planning on sleeping in my trailer,” you answer with a frown.

“Wanna share a car?”

“Why would I?” you simply ask.

“What’s with the attitude, Y/N?” he scoffs as if he was an angel and deserved all the respect on earth.

“Why do you keep coming up to me?”

“Because I’m trying to be nice!” he snaps, but it’s all for the wrong reason. You don’t buy this shit, nice is the last thing he is trying to be and you know that for sure.

“No, you keep getting on my nerves and you know that! We don’t have to interact outside of set and I want to keep it that way, Levi!”

“Now you are being a bitch, Y/N.”

“Excuse you?” Harry’s voice is coming from your phone’s speaker and you suddenly realize that he is still there, listening to the conversation. You glance down at the screen and see his now angry expression on it.

“Who’s that?” Levi nods towards the phone with a frown, but then realization must hit him. “Is that Harry Styles you’re talking to?”

“None of your fucking business, Levi. And leave me the fuck alone.” Turning around you start marching back to your trailer that’s now so close, but once again, his voice stops you.

“You’re making a fool out of yourself, Y/N!”

“What the fuck are you talking about?” you snap back at him, one hand already on the door handle of your trailer, the other one holding your phone.

“If you think he wants more than just a good fuck and some publicity out of you, you’re delusional.”

“Fuck you, Levi!” you flip him off before walking into the trailer and shutting the door behind you.

With your back against the door you close your eyes and take a few deep breaths, fighting with yourself not to go back out and kick him in the stomach. This is how it has been, he starts acting all nice, pretending like he is the good buy, but when he doesn’t get the reaction he wants, he is quick to show his real, asshole self he keeps hidden.

“Angel? You alright?” Harry’s voice brings you back from your thoughts and once again, you realize that he is still in call, staring from the screen with a worried expression on his handsome face.

Taking another deep breath you bring the phone up so he can finally see your face.

“Sorry you had to hear all of that,” you mumble, feeling way more tired than you were just a few minutes ago.

“Don’t apologize, it’s none of your fault. But I gotta ask, has he been this big of a dick since the start?”

“Kind of,” you sigh, walking further inside. You put the phone to the little vanity, propping it up against the mirror as you start washing your makeup off.

“Have you tried doing something against it? You really shouldn’t let him treat you like that.”

“I’m not trying to be the whiny star who gets someone kicked out. I don’t know what others would think if I told Levi is being a jerk to me, because he is fine with everyone else. Maya is the only one who knows about it, so I’m kind of stuck.”

“Then just punch him,” he suggests making you laugh.

“I wish I could.”

“Want to talk about it? I would love to listen to you talk about how big of a dick your ex is and about your hatred towards him,” he tells you, way too excited about the topic and it makes you chuckle.

“Let’s not talk about him, I get enough of him all day. But not enough of you.”

It just slips out, way too cheesy than you intended it to be, but it makes him smile so you don’t mind it.

“Is this your way of being casual?” he chuckles softly.

“Shut up,” you grin. “Tell me about your day while I get ready to leave.”

You listen to Harry tell you about his day in the smallest details as you clean your face, brush your hair out and change into your own clothes, finally feeling like yourself again. You’re talking even when you’re already in the car, but that’s when it ends.

“Talk tomorrow, Angel?” he murmurs, now lying in his bead, propped up against the headboard without a shirt on.

“Yeah. I’ll be off around five so just call me whenever your show is over.”

“Will do. Take care, alright? And… just hang on a little longer.”

“A little?” you huff. “There are still two more months to go.”

“You can do it. Text me whenever you want to talk, alright?” You just quietly nod, ignoring the ache in your chest. You want nothing else than to crawl into bed with him, curl up against him and never leave from under the covers.

“Good night, Angel,” he smiles sweetly.

“Night, H,” you sigh before ending the call.

An hour later you are already in your hotel room, wrapped in a fluffy bathrobe, lying in bed as you scroll through Instagram, aimlessly opening posts here and there. The explore page is always a mess, you like so many different things that Instagram sometimes can’t decide what to show you, but that’s just how you like it. Lately it’s been a lot of Harry on there, given the fact that you’ve often found yourself lurking photos of him when you were missing him more than the usual.

When a paparazzi photo comes up of him from yesterday, having lunch with Kendall Jenner you can’t help but feel the jealousy ignite a fire inside you. It’s not like you didn’t know they met up, he told you a week before it and even asked if you are cool with it, to which you said that you are not an official item and you’d never tell him not to see a friend, even if it happens to be an ex as well. After all, you were the last one to throw a stone at him since you are now working with yours, even if it’s a living Hell.

But after such a draining day, seeing him have a good time so far away from you with a woman who is not you, your opinion about the situation seems to be different.

You’ve never been that extremely jealous type and you are also very much aware that you have no right to feel this way, but… you do. Scrolling through the few paparazzi photos that has nothing odd on them, just the two of them sitting at a table on a terrace, enjoying their meal and then leaving in separate cars, you can’t help but tear them apart to the tiniest detail, your brain fixated to find the smallest thing that tell you that they have something more than friendship going on, when you also know damn well sure that there’s no such thing. Harry has talked to you openly about his friendship with Kendall, how they tried to make it work two times but both of them ended up the same way: they realized they are far better as just friends and that’s how they’ve been since then.

But because of the distance, your horrible days with Levi and your agonizing feelings about wanting to be with Harry but also not being able to, you find yourself letting out a silent cry as you close the app, but the pictures still haunt you.

Before you could even think twice, you are kneeling in front of the minibar you haven’t touched since you arrived, but now you’re determined to empty it out, paying extra attention to the alcoholic drinks.

You are well aware that it’s not how you should be coping with the situation on hand, but you don’t know what else to do. You were the one who told Harry not to make things official, there’s nothing you can do against the distance between the two of you and you are stuck with Levi for the rest of filming as well. You have no other choices but to somehow dumb the pain that’s been torturing you silently ever since you found out you got the role.

It’s nerve wrecking, because this role means so much to your career, you know it’s your big chance to be finally taken as seriously as you’ve always dreamed about, but does it worth it? If you lose yourself along the way and everything that’s been making you happy lately, does it still worth just to have an Oscar nomination, which is not even guaranteed, just a speculation.

It’s past one am when you run out of drinks, but because of the small portions, you are just buzzing, not really drunk. But it’s enough to make you lose your rationality and snatch your phone from the bed and open your text threat with Harry.

“I miss you. A lot, like a whole lot.”

You send the text before you could change your mind and for your biggest surprise the status changes to seen just a few moments later before the three little dots start dancing on the bottom.

“I miss you too, Angel. Everything alright?”

Harry knows you too well, you wouldn’t just text after you’ve talked on FaceTime before and you’re usually asleep by this time, since filming starts early in the morning usually.

“Do you really miss me?” you write back with a heavy sigh.

“You can’t even imagine how much…”

“Tell me. How much?”

“I’ve written three songs about you since we parted. Does that tell you how much I miss you?”

“Oh fuck!” you choke out, feeling your chest tightening. You don’t want to be in this hotel room anymore, damn the movie, Levi and the Oscar, you need Harry. Now.

“Can’t wait to hear them all.”

“There’ll be plenty more, Angel. Get ready for a whole album!”

The pictures with Kendall are long forgotten. Now you’re just lying in bed, rereading the texts over and over again until your eyelids get too heavy and you fall asleep, still clinging onto the device.

 ***

 After years of being an independent and strong woman you’ve always aspired to be, you find yourself only focusing on two men to keep your nerves stable enough to stop you from breaking down every other day: Oscar and Harry.

The possibility to win an Oscar is what you think of every time Levi is pulling on your nerves, working harder than the devil to make you burst while acting like a saint in front of everyone. His attempts of ruining your days every imaginable are getting worse as the time passes and when thinking about the Oscar doesn’t help, you reach out to Harry. You’ve felt terribly at the beginning when you kept calling him whenever you felt like screaming after an encounter with Levi, even apologized for it, but he made sure you know he doesn’t mind it, not even the tiniest bit.

“I’m happy I’m the one you come to for comfort. I like that you’re thinking about me,” he told you one night when you called him so late, but he still answered.

Today has been extra hard. Two weeks have passed since your little late night breakdown when you emptied your mini bar out and felt like leaving Atlanta as soon as possible. Luckily, the morning came with an ease, though the pain was still there, you just managed to bottle it up enough to make you keep going.

You’ve been on set since 4 in the morning, having shot some scenes during sunrise and you’ve been going since then. Now it’s four pm, you are desperate for a good sleep already, but you still have some hours to go before you can head back to the hotel.

It seems like Levi has made it his mission to make you cry today. His latest favorite thing has been throwing shade about fellow actors who end up being the talk of gossip sites because they’ve dared to go on a public date with another celebrity. So, just to be clear, he is shaming you for being all over the tabloids, people are still speculating about you and Harry and Levi doesn’t hesitate to call you out about that in a sugarcoated way.

All he has been saying all day is “I guess I’m just more careful about my privacy!” or “Everyone is different, but I like to be noticed for my professional success!” but your favorite was “I get it that women need more effort to stay relevant.”

You were shocked how no one else realized how sexist he was, but deep down you weren’t that surprised. Levi successfully brainwashed everyone to make them believe he didn’t think it seriously, when you know for a fact that even if it was just to piss you off, he really meant it. You were once one of those who couldn’t really see how wrong his beliefs are and now you can’t believe you used to ignore all these sexist comments, but now they make your palms itch.

“You know, you once were just like that. I still remember us being on the covers,” you snapped back at him before everyone left for lunch and it was just the two of you, but he just snorted, brushing it off.

“Hated it. Always felt like just a toy they like to throw around.”

You needed all your self-control not to laugh right into his face and then jump at his throat. Instead, you just watch him walk away and you are quick to fetch your phone from your bag to text Harry, but then you realize that he hasn’t texted you back in the past ten hours. Your last four messages are sitting not just unanswered but unread as well so you talk yourself down from sending another one. It’s odd, because he always tells you when he is about to be busy, but he didn’t this time and you wonder if you’ve said or did something that upset him with you enough to stop talking to you. But then you tell yourself that something must have just come up.

“Hey girl!” Maya calls out for you, already dressed in her own clothes since she is done for the day. “I’m heading out to lunch with Timmy, want to join? Please don’t say you’ll just order in and stay in your trailer!”

“Only if Levi is not coming,” you grumble making her chuckle.

“Don’t worry, it’s just gonna be cool people.”

You both take your car to the little diner close to set, you’ve been going there quite often, they have the best pancakes and that’s exactly what you need right now. Timmy is already there sitting at a booth, waving at you happily. Aside from Maya, he is the other person you’ve been quite enjoying spending time with on set, he is a genuine guy and helped you a lot professionally which was a huge boost along this rocky way.

All through lunch you notice that he’s been checking his phone a lot, but you don’t think much of it, he is a busy guy, that you’ve learned already. It’s nice to have some time away from set and you’re thankful that Maya and Timmy are trying their best to make you forget about Levi and that eventually you have to head back.

The three of you return to set about an hour later. When the both of them stick to your side and they keep asking if you are going back to your trailer, you start to suspect something.

“You guys alright?” you ask with a chuckle. “Where else would I go? I still have thirty minutes from my break.”

“Just making sure,” Timmy shrugs. “We’ll walk you there!”

“Yeah! Let us walk to your trailer!” Maya nods in agreement and you give them a glare.

“You guys are weird,” you mumble under your breath.

As the three of you reach your trailer you notice how excited they are acting and you are confused about what’s really happening, but it’s just until you finally throw the door of your trailer open and gasp at the person waiting inside.

“Hello, Angel,” Harry smirks at you, leaning against the wall as you completely freeze.

“Angel! Oh my God!” you hear Maya squeak behind you, but you can’t pay much attention to her or Timmy, because you are busy throwing yourself into Harry’s arm, who envelopes you into his embrace, lifting you up from the ground.

“What are you doing here?” you breathe out, face buried in the crook of his neck.

“Should I not be here?” he jokes chuckling, his hands running up and down your back.

“Well, you are not supposed to, but I’m glad you are!” you chuckle and pulling back you kiss his lips, not able to hold yourself back.

“Thank your costars,” he mumbles nodding towards the door where Maya and Timmy are standing, grinning widely and proud of themselves.

“You guys did this,” you breathe out.

“Well, it was Maya’s idea, and then I was the one to message Harry,” Timmy admits, hiding his hands in his pockets. “Wanted to surprise you.”

“You surely succeeded,” you chuckle and turning back to Harry you hug him again, holding him tight as if he could vanish any moment.

“Alright, we’ll leave you two alone,” Maya chuckles before shutting the door and giving you some privacy.

“So how long are you staying?” you ask, arms circled around his neck.

“Unfortunately I don’t have much time. I need to fly out late tomorrow.”

“You came here for less than 48 hours?” you gasp in disbelief. He has been on the road for weeks now, all the traveling has been hard on him, that you know, yet he still went into the trouble of flying here for such a short time just to be with you.

“If Timothée didn’t reach out I would have still tried to mess around with my schedule to come here. I know how hard it has been for you here, I wanted to help you.”

“Stop or you’ll make me cry,” you chuckle, leaning in for another kiss.

You spend the rest of your break cuddled up on your tiny sofa in your trailer, talking but mostly kissing, because you’ve been missing Harry’s kisses the most probably. When it’s time to head back to set, you need everything in you not to lock the door and just never leave, but your work is calling.

Walking towards set you find yourself lacing your fingers together with Harry’s, to which he smirks at you in satisfaction. You couldn’t give less shit about that people will think the rumors are true, let them! All you want is to be as close to Harry as possible.

As everyone is slowly gathering back, you lounge around the buffet tables with Harry and Timothée, just genuinely having a good time, right until Levi walks in and he freezes upon seeing you with Harry.

At first you are convinced he’s going to come up to you, but luckily, he chooses to keep his distance this time, saving you some stress about what would go down if the two of them were to talk. Harry has definitely noticed his presence as well, but he doesn’t say a word, just holds your hand tight, kissing your knuckles.

Harry sticks around the whole afternoon, watching you film scene after scene and the excitement in his eyes is priceless. He takes every opportunity to praise your work and tell you how amazing you are doing and it means the world to you since it’s the first time Harry is seeing you working.

Through the afternoon, you can feel Levi’s burning glare on you, but you try your best to ignore it. You can tell he doesn’t like having Harry around but you haven’t figured out if it’s because he is jealous of you and him or because now Harry has all the attention he usually has. Either way, he is a petty fucker and you are enjoying pissing him off for once.

When filming finally finishes at six you are one of the first ones to head out, eager to finally be alone with Harry in your hotel room and not be disturbed for the night.

“I would say to pick up something to eat on our way, but maybe we should just order room service, how does that sound?” he asks as the two of you are walking back to your trailer.

“Room service is gonna be perfect,” you smile up at him, giving his hand a squeeze.

“Y/N!”

The voice calling out your name makes you growl in annoyance. The situation is all too familiar, Levi stopping you on your way back to your trailer with the pure intention of ruin your mood.

Oh for fuck’s sake,” you mumble under your breath before turning around. “What?” you snap back at him, clearly annoyed that he is here again.

“Hey, just… thought I would introduce myself to your friend over here,” he smiles as if it was the most natural thing, but you and Harry stand there, completely confused about how he can act so casual about him meeting Harry.

“I’m sorry, you what?” you question.

“Just wanted to meet Harry,” he tells again. “I’m Levi, nice to meet you,” he nods smiling, holding out his hand and you can’t hold your laughter back. Luckily, Harry is quick to react the best possible way.

“Are you really just gonna pretend like I didn’t hear you call Y/N a bitch the other day?” he asks, voice stern and surprisingly calm, however his hold on your hand is a little tighter now.

Seemingly, Levi is taken aback and you can tell he was convinced Harry wouldn’t bring it up straight to his face, but he did. He definitely just did and you are so happy about that.

“I’m, uhh—I don’t think you have any business in that, Harry,” he chuckles nervously, still trying to somehow dominate in the situation, but he is failing miserably.

“Oh, but I think I do. If you think you can just go around and call women bitches, you are in the wrong and if you ever have just one bad word for Y/N again, I’ll definitely won’t be this calm.”

The cherry on the top is the warm smile on Harry’s lips and your mouth hangs open at how bad he just burnt Levi. If you were alone now, you’d definitely jump his bones right away.

Watching Levi you see the exact moment when he drops the act and before he even opens his nasty mouth, you already know you’ll get another taste of his real self.

“What, you fuck her once and think she is the Queen of England who has to be treated with special care?” he scoffs and your stomach drops. Here he goes with the insults, buckle up!

“Excuse you?” Harry snaps back, clearly losing his patience with him.

“She is not that big of a deal, Styles. Might be a good fuck, but she is a fucking bitch in reality and you’ll see that soon.”

“I think it was just you who made her act that way and that’s entirely your fault, m’ friend. Anyone would be that way if they had to deal with you.”

“You know what? You two deserve each other, two low-life, attention seeker celebs, I just don’t get what people like so much about you. Especially about you,” he adds, eyes snapping to you. Your anger is boiling, he is dancing on your very last nerve and you have no idea how long you can last.

Harry then turns to you, a calm expression on his face, but his eyes tell you otherwise as he simply takes his rings off and places them into your palm, confusing you about what he is really doing.

“I’m sorry in advance, Angel,” he mumbles before taking a step towards Levi and with a simple but graceful move, he punches your scumbag ex.

You gasp as you hear Levi’s groan, his hands flying to his face while Harry shakes his fist off with a heavy sigh.

“Oh fuck, this feels better with a glove on,” Harry breathes out, taking a step back.

“You fucker!” Levi spats as he straightens up. He moves his hand from his face, checking it to see if he is bleeding, but it’s just some redness on his cheek.

“Don’t freak out, princess. You’ll just have to sit some more in the makeup. But Swear to God if you ever speak about her that way,” Harry warns him pointing at him, “You won’t be able to fix it with some powder.”

And with that, Harry grabs your hand and pulls you into the trailer, leaving a shocked and raged out Levi outside. As soon as it’s just the two of you, Harry changes from the confident, protective man to a frightened little puppy as he looks at you.

“I’m so sorry, but I just couldn’t take it any longer. The way he was talking about you and I—“

He doesn’t get to finish because our lips shut him up with the most heated and passionate kiss you two have ever shared. It’s hard and messy, your fingers thread through his hair as he grabs your waist forcefully, yanking you against her tightly.

“That was literally the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” you pant against his lips.

“Yeah? So you’re not mad?”

“I’m only mad because you got to punch him before me,” you chuckle making him laugh as well.

“God, I have no idea how you could put up with him this long,” he breathes out, resting his forehead against yours.

“I’m convinced that my nerves are made out of steel,” you joke pecking his lips two more times.

“I don’t even see how you could be in a relationship with him in the first place,” he huffs.

“I was younger and dumber. Don’t worry, learned my lesson,” you laugh, cupping his cheek in the palm of your hand, running your thumb along the soft skin under his eye.

“If I’m being honest, there’s one more thing that’s upsetting me about him.”

“And what is that?”

“Please don’t get mad at me though, okay?” he chuckles softly.

“Just tell me!”

“I’m mad… because he is able to say that he has been in a relationship with you and I’m not. It’s pissing me off, properly,” he admits and your heart skips a beat. “I know you said you don’t want anything official, but I just want to call you mine and—“

You cut him off for the second time now as you kiss him again, grinning against his lips. If he didn’t bring this up now, you would have for sure before he left, because there was no way you would have been able to say goodbye to him again without having all strings tied.

“Just to be sure, was this your way of asking me to be your girlfriend?” you smirk, your hands holding onto the base of his neck.

“Kind of? Yeah,” he chuckles softly.

“Alright, cool. Now let’s go back to my hotel room, boyfriend.”

You watch as his eyes light up and leaning down he kisses you again.

“Just so we are on the same page, was this your way of saying yes?”

“Kind of, yeah,” you nod, using his own words.

“Great. Okay, let’s go, girlfriend.”

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[suguruverse]

— HAIKYUU BOYS WHEN YOU’RE CRUSHING ON AN ANIME CHARACTER PT.2

includes - miya atsumu, kozume kenma and tsukishima kei

a/n - i had a request for this but i accidently posted it instead of saving it to my drafts so i just made a seperate post! sorry! <3

part one

ੈ✩‧₊˚ MIYA ATSUMU tamaki amajiki from bnha

- what a fucking brat

- he thinks he treats you pretty well and he does!!

- so why the fuck would you fall for some shy guy that doesn’t even exist

- he’s actually so confused because he’s like

- im right here?? love me?? stop looking at him?? when you have a gorgeous bf right here??

- he gets so angry with how much he gets jealous over it but there is no way that he’s gonna let a bunch of pixels beat him

- he also gets pretty insecure because he might start to think that you like the shy introverted guys and he’s quite the opposite

- he’s a combination of whiney baby and smug asshole

- he will whinge, whine, pout, fake-cry, complain, annoy you, just everything in the book for you to pay attention to him

- so competitive and for what?

- will literally do anything to grab your attention while you’re watching bnha

- he has literally started twerking in front of you one time

- spoiler alert, it was bokuto who taught him how to twerk during breaks at volleyball practice

- and if you ever have small little petty arguments, he always brings up the fact that you’ve been ‘neglecting’ him for an imaginary guy

- please just comfort him, he just wants to know that you still love him and that he’s still your favourite person

- because you’re his favourite person, so why isn’t he yours?

things he says when he’s jealous of tamaki:

“he needs ta grow a pair of balls, don’t ya think sweetheart?”

“no? WHADYA MEAN NO? I THINK YA LIKED STRONG, CONFIDENT MEN, LIKE ME??? RIGHT BABY??”

“ugh whatever, he’s not even all that”

“if he was real, he won’t even look at ya”

“nono baby, a wasn’t calling you ugly, a think ya absolutely stunning, it’s just that he’s too shy, don’t ya find it annoying?”

“HUHHH CUTE??? LOOK AT ME BABY, DON’T YA THINK A’M THE MOST ADORABLE THING YA HAVE EVER SEEN”

“baby, tell me, would ya love me more if a was more quiet like him??”

“‘nah baby, a ain’t insecure jus wondering”

“a know ya love me baby, thanks, gimme kiss”

ੈ✩‧₊˚ KOZUME KENMA mori from ohshc

- this man will straight up unplug the tv or turn off any device you’re watching ohshc

- most of time, kenma would be very subtle with his jealously

- but not this time

- he’s almost scowling anytime you watch any anime at this point 

- and you find it hilarious when you’re watching anime in the lounge and you just see him glaring you from the entrance of your shared bedroom

- in reality, he’s trying to communicate to you telepathically that he wants you to come spend time with him instead but to you, it just looks like he’s trying to stare you down

- and if you ask him what’s wrong, he’ll give you a little ‘hmph’ and walk away 

- when you ask him why he’s so upset with you, he’s always like

“if you don’t like it, then go with your little boyfriend from that show you watch”

“well sorry i’m not tall and strong like your other boyfriend”

- and if you try to tell him that you’re jealous, he’ll scoff and deny it with his entire heart

- he might even shut himself in his gaming room, but when he notices that you aren’t trying to console him, he’ll sulk even more and gets super clingy

things he says when he’s jealous of mori:

“okay sure he know martial arts, but i bet he would be a terrible boyfriend”

“nah because his relationship with honey is sus”

“you would definitely third wheel them”

“i don’t care if they’re cousins, don’t you think they’re a little too close”

“dang y/n i didn’t know you were into the tall quiet type”

“shut up, i do not feel threatened, you’re imagining things”

“can we go cuddle now, i can’t watch this”

“no? um, uh. did you just reject cuddles?”

“fine, be like that, maybe i’ll just play games. all by myself”

“you know it wouldn’t hurt to love me a little bit more right?”

ੈ✩‧₊˚ TSUKISHIMA KEI gojo from jjk

- lol i guess your type are tall cocky assholes

- tsukishima just does not care at all

- at least that’s what he wants you to think

- in reality, he’s panicking and stressing but not really

- like he knows that gojo is not real so he thinks he’s going mental because he cares a little too much for his liking

- you can feel him judging you from the back of your neck

- please he’s going to tease you so much

- he thinks you’re absolutely fucking crazy, because who likes fictional characters???

- he then starts to think that he’s been really mean to you lately and that’s why you’ve been crushing on some anime character

- he always watches anime with you and has never had a crush on an anime character, so wtf is up with you

- he now believes in gojo slander

- he can’t believe how competitive he is with a fucking anime character

- he will scoff and roll his eyes whenever gojo comes onto the screen

- ONE TIME YOU TOLD HIM THAT GOJO REMINDS YOU OF HIM AND HE FULL ON GOT SO OFFENDED AND DIDN’T SPEAK TO YOU FOR A SOLID 3-5 HOURS

- in conclusion, he’s extremely jealous and thinks you’re very childish

- you’re in a relationship with him because you love him right

- SO LOVE HIM MORE GODDAMNIT

- but when you do show affection, he pushes you off

- like what mf??? i thought you wanted this

things he says when he’s jealous of gojo:

“you know you have a wonderful boyfriend right in front of you right?”

“so y/n, what’s it like being fucking stupid”

“he’s so dang annoying, what do you even like about him?”

“his blindfold is tacky”

“can you stop fangirling when i’m right in front of you, you’re being insufferable”

“if i give you more attention this crush wouldn’t have happened huh”

“you really are an idiot...SHUT UP JUST BECAUSE I LOVE YOU DOESN’T CHANGE THE FACT THAT YOU’RE AN IDIOT”

“why don’t you look at me instead, don’t you think i’m more handsome than him?”

“I’M NOT JEALOUS, I JUST DON’T UNDERSTAND”

[dearest-kibble]

yan kenma who has you locked up in his apartment- it’s been some time and you’ve given up escaping but you know he live-streams so you kind of start living small clues that you’re there in hope someone will figure it out? but instead of a viewer kenma finds out; and instead of stopping you he just decides to taunt you and play along to the point his viewers make it an inside joke- the emotional rollercoaster that would be? he wouldn’t have to punish you- the crushing despair is enough alone

This is so deliciously fucked up I love it,,, thank you anon, Kenma hits so different. I love him thank you so so so much. i am working on so much,,, thank you for being patient with all my uhhh lateness? this kinda became something a little different than the prompt but hopefully thats good?

Kenma Kozume x Fem reader

tw: Typical yandere-ness, humiliation? Sexism? Mentioned stalking, (If im missing anything please let me know my brain isn’t functioning rn)

You’re sitting on his lap, camera angled so that no one’s view is obstructed by your body, but so that all his views can clearly see you. You’ve been here so long, any hope of leaving, ironically, has left you. But, the thought crept slowly, surely, deeply into your brain and hasn’t left. You turn around on Kenma’s lap, straddling him and you’re sure the live chat is going a little crazy at the thought of Kodzuken having someone in his lap while he streams and he’s probably going to tell you to get off soon, but you’ve got the chat’s attention, and you are going to work with it. You tap Kenma’s cheeks, slight squish on them and you know he hates that it’s on camera all the same, you drum three fingers on his cheek, smiling at him for the camera as your fingertips meet his clammy skin. He doesn’t tell you to stop so across his cheek you swipe your thumb three times as tenderly as possible. As you stand from his lap, you pat his cheeks, three times delicately. You look into his eyes, still as calculating as when you met him, a deceptively warm amber with the tiniest hint of frustration (and somewhere inside, you know it’s probably with you but you can’t care.)

“I’m gonna sit on the couch, ‘kay?” You call softly, hoping you were subtle enough with your plea.

“Oh, okay,” And you think you’re free before he calls a “Wait! Come back for a little.” You’re even halfway to the couch before the words rope you back in. He beckons you to lean down, and whispers into your ear. “I noticed you trying to sign to get out. Morse code isn’t as subtle as you think, you might as well just ask them to get you out,” You chance a quick look towards chat.

“Was that morse code?”

“Holy shit! Yeah, I think that was SOS.”

“You think they actually need to get out or it’s one of those ‘my bfs terrible’ jokes?”

“You see the way they were straddling? Def not a hate my bf sorta thing.”

“See?” He’s still whispering into your ear, game forgotten in lieu of what might be called humiliation.  “They won’t believe you because you want to be here. Regardless of what you say, you would’ve left already if you didn’t.” He smiles at you and affectionately pats your head. Like he’d pet a cat. The idea is still in your mind, though perhaps a little shallower. You glance at the chat once more, someone is still talking about it, but Kenma pushes you away with a “I’ll get you when I’m done, okay?” You end your night on the couch with Kenma. He smiles at you and puts your legs on his lap.

The next livestream is two days after the last one. You have something planned once more, hopefully more effective.

“I’m playing minecraft today, I could set up your computer, and we could play together?” His small smile is back. And though a kind gesture, all you can think about is how easily you could make a point.

“Okay!” The earlier plan is immediately forgotten, and thoughts of what you could do in a game, fills your mind. “Will I have a mic?”

“No, I can’t have you telling them can I?” And it clicks, because of course he’d taunt you. But it’s like your brain grew claws that cannot lose their hold.

“Will I have a camera?” And you know the answer, but Kenma might still surprise you. You’ve already had one shock tonight, maybe you’ll get another.

“No. Sorry. You have chat though.” He pats your head again, ruffling your hair. “I’ve already got you set up, c’mon.” He tugs at your hand, pulling gently.

“Thanks Kenma.” He’s put another computer across from his desk on a much smaller table made for playing cards.

“You’re all set up.”

“Yeah.” He clicks the mouse a few times, waves at the camera to his right. “Can everybody hear me?” He waits a few seconds for chat’s response. “Chat is saying yes, so let’s get right in?” He smiles sheepishly to his camera.

“Hi everyone, I’ m Kodzuken and today we are,” He pauses to look at you with honeyed amber eyes. “Playing Minecraft with my partner.” He nods in your direction. You just open the minecraft tab, the only shortcut that seems to be on the computer.

“It’s a LAN server, click that, okay?” So you click it and say nothing. You start to go through the motions of chopping a tree, making sticks, making a crafting table. Kennma is narrating what he does, and you’re not even sure where he is in game until you're knocked back and turn your mouse to look at him.

“Yeah, I know - she should be relying on me.” He’s responding to something in chat, he’s gotta be. You type a quick,

“What’re they saying?”

“Oh, that my girlfriend shouldn’t be so independent, you rely on me - I'm your boyfriend.” Kenma says it so casually, so acerbically that you immediately take off sprinting from the forest in game.  

“She has these bouts - you saw them last stream - where she likes to try and ‘get away’.” Kenma laughs softly; little glockenspiel notes falling from his mouth. “It’s a really cute joke honestly! Anyway, I’ll put my minecraft bed next to hers later, right now...” You stop paying attention and start planning how you’d try to get your point across more clearly. You could make signs, say “Get me out!” Like Kenma suggested.

“Hey! He looks over the screen at you, piercing eyes staring right through you. “Don’t go off on your own, we’re staying together alright?”

“No.” He’ll have to deal with chatting, possibly hearing you by himself. And you continue through the coded forest. It goes pretty smoothly, though you’re sure Kenma is trying to find you, you’ve already created a mine for yourself, and made a little sign with instructions that reads: “Get me out!”

“Her voice is quite cute, isn’t it? I’ll get to hear it for the rest of my life.” He continues humming out yes’s and no’s to his audience that sit captivated in a land of blocks and pixels.

“Hey, I’m going to use the restroom, is it alright if my girlfriend takes over for me?” He stands, and waves you over into his chair that’s been made for gaming and padded with red accents. He watches you with his cat-like eyes as you sit down and pats your head. “I’ll be right back Kitty, behave.” And you hear his soft footsteps get farther away and the creak of the door twice before you finally look at chat.

Woa, Kudzu got lucky huh?

“Please,” You don’t sound nearly as someone might think you would. You’ve been here too long. “Get me out of here?”

Sure sweetheart, just come over to my place first.

“Just - get me away from him please!”

Girls are so whiny huh?

Hey man, its funny at least amiright?

“It’s not a joke -”

She’s really committed to this bit huh

Damn iim staartin to feel bad for ken

Me to :(

“I’ve been here for year and I don’t want to-”

Wow. what an ungrateful bitch.

Ikr? She’s got a bf and everything and she wants to get out?

“No- it’s not like that - he stalked me for months I-” And the familiar desperation you thought hoped beyond all hope that you had lost bleeds back into your voice all repression surfaces like the tide in your eyes.

Oh fuxxx we made her cry.

relax bet she’s just on her period or smth

“I am not!” A bubble of snot pops from your nose and mucus drips uncomfortably to your lips. “I just-”

What could you want that you don’t have.

“My house! My job! My friends!” And your voice breaks

She wants to go back to a job?

Crazy lady huh.

She wants friends when all she really needs is a man? smh.

“Kitten, what-”

“Leave me the fuck alone!” It’s an outburst that you’ll regret later, for one reason or another. But for now it’s a small comfort to speak your mind. With your voice wavering and congested, you choke out a “Let me go home.” Kenma’s eyebrows furrow but his eyes are still the calculating, cold amber they always are.

“Shh shh, it’s okay.” Instead of the quick pats he’s so fond of, he strokes your hair and massages the nape of your neck like he’s picking up a kitten who's gotten into a fight. “I’m going to cut the stream, okay?”

Who’d want to leave Ken, he’s cutting the stream short to help his gf.

…….yeah

I feel bad.

“You should. Please don’t make her cry.” A few clicks later and the stream cuts. “Do you want me to upload that one?” To get your message out? You’d do anything.

“Yes please…” Someone will have to see it. How miserable you are.

“Then it’ll go up, okay?” He pats your back twice, and he stands again to sit at the computer. Out of the blue he speaks again. “They’re right.” No no no no no. “I’m lucky, i’m so glad you're here with me and that you won’t leave.”

“I will get out!” The proof of your white hot anger is breaking the dam built in your throat.

“Where will you go? Your friends don’t know where you’ve gone, they won’t be happy with you coming back unannounced.”

“My parents-”

“You can rely on me, you don’t need anyone else.”

“But I-”

“Shhh kitty, you’re overreacting let’s get you to bed, you’ve had a stressful day.” And so he walks you back to the room you share that's covered in pictures, and he tucks you under the covers and dries your tears with a blanket. He whispers words to you, faint little nothings about games he’s going to play that you’ll enjoy watching and little bits of trivia about what “Kuroo” is up to. Eventually you fall asleep, with his hand in your hair and a chair pulled up close so he can stare. You both know it but no one will admit, some part of him will always enjoy how you lose hope so quickly.

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once again! This should not’ve taken so long,,,, and it kinda deviates from request but! there we are! also,,,, you can’t tell me that like,,,,,,, kenma hasn’t been at least exposed to incels and or like,,,, really sexist guys he streams on twitch or youtube or something so- also thank you anon,,, i really like this one

[witchcraft-in-wonderland]

Potions and Princes (Pt.3)

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Virgil was usually easily frightened, he always had been. But this was a different kind of terror, this was a kind of terror that he didnt think anyone had ever felt before.

He was still thinking about the voice in the woods, still thinking about Roman, and his worried face, about Logan and the conversation they'd had on the way back from the woods.

Now Virgil was laying on a bed in the infirmary, arm wrapped in bandages, alone.

Novice he turned the word over and over again in his head, he felt sick. Was he a novice? Was he really ever good enough at magic? The words felt like a venom in his gut. But he was nearly entirely convinced that they were true. He was pathetic, and at this point, he wasnt even sure he should have been gifted magic.

"Virgil? Are you awake?" Virgil froze as he heard Roman's voice, Roman of all people, asking about him.

"Mhm. . ." Virgil said, barely above a whisper. Roman appeared within the next second by his bedside, taking the injured arm in his hands and examining it. It had started out on his hand, Virgil wasnt sure what he'd spilled, but it clearly wasnt supposed to be in contact with human skin.

"I'm sorry about your arm. . ." Roman said quietly, taking something out of his pocket and pouring it over the arm.

"My fault for being incompetent. . ." Virgil replied.

"You are not incompetent, you made a mistake, that's all," Roman replied, sitting down next to Virgil's bedside. Virgil had to try his best not to flush bright red as Roman's eyes met his.

Roman had very pretty eyes, they'd shift through all sorts of green and red shades, Remus' eyes did the same, but in Virgil's mind, Roman pulled it off better.

"You clearly dont know much about me then," Virgil responded.

"I know you're sweet, and generous, and you love your brother, and you like helping baby birds back into their nests, and you get excited when spring starts because you like to see everything grow and change and like watching the new wildlife explore, and you like fall because you like to play in the leaves and visit the pumpkin patch and go on hay rides," Virgil's face turned even brighter shades of red as Roman continued.

"You know about all that?. . ." Virgil said quietly.

"Well yeah, I just- never really worked up the nerve to talk to you or hang out," Roman said.

"You were nervous about talking to me?" Virgil said in a shocked whisper.

"Remus has an easier time talking to his crushes than I do" Roman said quietly, Virgil felt faint.

"You- like me??? Like as a person???" Virgil said.

"Yes I like you! Of course I do! Why do you think I didnt want to duel you!" Roman said.

"I thought you just wanted to duel with someone who actually knew how to use magic!" Virgil replied.

Roman froze slightly and turned to him, Virgil's face was nearly as red as roses when Roman brushed his hands across it and pressed his forehead to Virgil's.

"Virgil. You are capable of using magic, you absolutely deserve to have it, and I never want to hear you saying those things about yourself again, got it?" Roman said quietly, Virgil could only make a small squeak of agreement. He relaxed slightly as Roman began massaging the sides of his forehead, sinking into his touch. He fell asleep much easier within Roman's arms, so easily that neither boy seemed to notice the blood red smoke making it's way under the door.

Virgil was allowed out the next day, his scars wouldnt heal, but he'd still be able to use his arm.

News had spread rather quickly of his and Roman's conversation, and much to Virgil's surprise and elation, he and Roman had reached the status of the school's most popular power couple over night.

But this didnt come without negatives, Virgil could routinely find groups of gossiping boys and girls, talking about his lack of prowess, and how Roman deserved someone better. Virgil tried his best to ignore this, to focus on the soft whispers of Roman's voice in his ear when they lay in the courtyard, but soon those whispers, to, had been replaced by something much less calming.

When Virgil would fall asleep under Roman's arm, his mind would fill with promises of strength, power, with the voice of someone offering a place on a throne Virgil had never heard of, offering things that would make others bow before him, cowering in fear.

But these were more distressing than enticing, Virgil would sometimes wake up with eyeshadow and mascara tracks staining his face, Roman's arms bringing him close and massaging his sides.

"Are you alright my darling? You're crying again," Roman said, running his fingers through Virgil's hair as he awoke from another one of his nightmares.

"I-Im fine- it's nothing important I promise," Virgil said, biting his lip slightly.

"If you say so darling, I wont press," Roman replied, now moving to massage Virgil's stomach.

"I love you. . ." Virgil said quietly.

"I love you to my darling," Roman said.

The only person, it seemed, who wasnt thoroughly convinced that Virgil was just having ordinary nightmares, was Logan.

"We shouldve done more research on that scar! I know it! There couldve been a neurotoxin in that potion!" Logan said, pacing in front of the couch, where Virgil and Emile were busy playing a game of cards.

"Logan 'm fine! I promise!" Virgil said again, glaring across the couch as Emile played yet another high-scoring set.

"You are most certainly not fine if you're having nightmares driving you to tears all the time," Logan responded.

"I'll be in the library doing more research if any of you need me, Virgil, dont forget to take your medicine," Logan said, turning on his heel and leaving the common room.

"Hes just worried about you Virge, that's all," Emile said.

"I know he is, but theres really nothing wrong with me!" Virgil replied, pushing down the growing guilt in his gut.

Virgil already knew he was a problem on his own, but this, this was something that he'd never tell the others about, he didnt want to add to their burdens.

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[randomize-stuff-blog]

Long ass post

Soooooooooooo i was playing around with Incorrect quotes generator with my characters and now im surprised about how accurate it is (under the cut cause long):

Camilor: Ok, maybe playing ‘whose family is most dysfunctional’ wasn’t the best idea we’ve had. Lizie's been crying in the bathroom for an hour. We can’t get her out...

Lizie: Time for plan G.

Eliza: Don’t you mean plan B? Lizie: No, we tried plan B a long time ago. I had to skip over plan C due to technical difficulties. Wolfie: What about plan D? Lizie: Plan D was that desperate disguise attempt half an hour ago. Revi: What about plan E? Lizie: I’m hoping not to use it. Camilor dies in plan E. Colornegative parasite/Negative Wolfie: I like plan E.

'Can I copy the homework?' Lizie: I can help you with it! Eliza: Yeah, sure. Wolfie: Bold of you to assume I did the homework. Revi: lol nope. Camilor: Wait, we had homework?!?!?! Colornegative parasite/Negative Wolfie or Negative Revi: *Read 5:55pm*

Lizie: *Posts a super low-quality image to the group chat* Eliza: If I had a dollar for every pixel in this image, I’d have 15 cents Lizie: If I had a dollar for every ounce of rage I felt in my body after I read this text, I would have enough money to buy a cannon to fire at you Wolfie: Actually I did the math, Eliza would have $225, not $0.15. Eliza: Fam I’m right here.... Revi: If I had a dollar I would buy a can of soda :) Lizie: while you’re there could you buy me an apply juice please? Revi: Sorry I only have a dollar Lizie: :( Wolfie: Hey I just realized my friend is right, Eliza would have $22,500 because it's a dollar for every pixel, not a cent Revi: If I had $22,500 I would buy a can of soda and an apply juice Wolfie: You can buy anything you want with $22,500 Camilor: Yeah and they want soda and apply juice Wolfie: Apply juice to what Colornegative parasite: Directly to the forehead Eliza: Great chat everyone

Lizie: If you bite it and you die, it’s poisonous. If it bites you and you die, it’s venomous. Eliza: What if it bites me and it dies!? Wolfie: Then you’re poisonous. Jesus Christ, Eliza, learn to listen. Revi: What if it bites itself and I die? Camilor: That’s voodoo. Brandy: What if it bites me and someone else dies? Eliza: That’s correlation, not causation. Revi: What if we bite each other, and neither of us die? Camilor: That’s kinky. Lizie: Oh my God.

Athena: Are you sure this is the right direction? Ella: Certainly, I'm as sure as I am honest! Gabriella: In that case, we're definitely lost.

Eri: What do you think Edu will do for a distraction? Eve: He’ll probably, like, make a noise or throw a rock. That’s what I would do. *Building explodes and several car alarms go off* Eve: ... or he could do that.

Eve: Wake me up… Eri: Before you go go! Edu: When September ends… Ella: WAKE ME UP INSIDE-

Eve: On a scale from “damn Daniel” to “fre sha vaca do”, how are you feeling? Eri: In between “it’s an avocado, thanks” and “how did you defeat Captain America”, but as a solid answer I would say “I don’t need a degree to be a clothing hanger”. How about you, Edu? Edu: Probably “road work ahead”. Ella: I speak many languages, and this is none of them.

Solla: Croissants: dropped Hugo: Road: works ahead Alixye: BBQ sauce: on my titties Hanna: Shavacado: fre Jives: Miss Keisha: fuckin dead Penny: Penny, grumpy: I didn’t understand a single word of that and I hate every single one of you.

Solla: We need to distract these guys Hugo: Leave it to me Hugo: Centaurs have six limbs and are therefore insects. Discuss. Alixye, Hanna, and Maggi: *Immediately begin arguing* Penny, watching in horror: Oh this. I don’t like this. I don't like this at all.

Solla: Hewwo. Hugo: Hihiiiiii! Alixye: Greetings, Humans. Jives: Three kinds of people. Penny: I want pudding. Solla: Four kinds of people. Hanna: WHAT’S UP FUCKERS? Jives: Five kinds of people.