#im still learning how to be better at what im doing through reading books in english

[smoochkooks]

jeeeez sometimes I still can't get used to people telling me they think I write good and they love my stories cause I'm always soooo insecure about my writing skills and I constantly have it at the back of my head that I could have been better if I was more fluent in english

[somuch-4-stardust]

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[holllandtrash]

in you, i trust | mick schumacher social media au

pairing: mick schumacher x reader

after the it couple of formula 1 go months without any interactions, the fans start to speculate what's going on. there's no way mick and you are over...right?

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wagupdatesf1 (ex?)Girlfriend of Mercedes Reserve Driver, Mick Schumacher seen with a man during her Cabo trip - pictures taken 14 hours apart

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orangelando "with a man" YOU MEAN DEVIN BOOKER

44hamilton how does she go from f1 driver and certified lover boy mick to a phoenix suns basketball player HOW DO THEY EVEN KNOW EACH OTHER

mickisbabyboy so does this mean her and mick are over...? 🥺

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yourusername i'm doing better than i ever was

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schumyys only here to see if mick commented

boxboxpls remember when mick used to comment 500 heart eye emojis i miss those days

sebbymick am i reading into the caption too much or is this her fr announcing she's single

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f1 Mick Schumacher is going to drive father Michael's @mercedesamgf1 W02 from the 2011 season at the Goodwood Festival of Speed! ✨

Now this, is special 🥹

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mercedesamgf1 can't wait to see it!!

formulafanclub sooo exciting!!! complimentary tissues better be given with each ticket purchase

wtf1jemma so if yn doesn't show up to the goodwood festival of speed then we know something's up

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mercedesamgf1 Blimey! It’s British GP Race Week at Silverstone. ❤️🤍💙

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freepracticespls Y/N LIKED THE PHOTO THIS IS GOOD RIGHT

lewishamilton ❤️

lightsoutmick if y/n isn't there this weekend i will actually throw myself onto the track at lights out she HAS to be there

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yourusername good vibes good friends good city

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whoislewis it has officially been 5 months since we got any mick content from y/n

formulanever no i think it's been 6

samgoesracing BESTIE ARE YOU STILL WITH MICK OR NOT

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yourusername As many of you know, I spent majority of 2021 and 2022 traveling the world with Mick for formula 1. Because of that, my life was put on hold. While I cherish those days, I lost sight of who I was. 

Six months ago, Mick and I amicably decided to take a break. While the decision wasn’t easy, it was what was best for both of us as we both were in transitional points in our lives. During this time, I have traveled the world, for myself, and started to journal what I learned from locals, friends and strangers. Early on into this journey, I realized that my experiences were something that should be shared as I know we all go through times times when we feel lost and unsure of who we are. 

‘In Me, I Trust’ is available now and is a collection of my stories, thoughts and advice. I hope you take what you need from it ♡ 

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dbook 10/10 stars

yourusername dev you're only saying that because there's a whole page dedicated to you dbook only a page??? i thought i had a whole chapter

slowdowninthepits SHE WAS WRITING A BOOK THIS WHOLE TIME!! sneaky sneaky

kissformick wait so does this mean her and mick are officially over 🥺🥺🥺 we really are children of divorce

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mickschumacher worth the wait

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paddockbabes THE BOOK WAS WORTH THE WAIT OR SHE WAS

hamilgrussell IS THAT AN OLD PICTURE OR A NEW ONE I CAN'T TELL

0304mclarenss stop did y/n really send him a personalized copy im sobbing

ricciardoscafe "much like this book has found its way to you, i know my love will too" THAT MEANS THEY'RE GETTING BACK TOGETHER RIGHT?? RIGHT???/ SAY YES RIGHT NOW

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mickschumacher did you re-name your book?

yourusername no that's the sequel, limited copies though, probably just for your eyes only

mcnorris all is right in the world!! mom and dad are reunited!!!

lovelylewis only y/n would write a book on being single and how to grow while being alone and then go right back to mick

formulanever i don't blame her

haven't done a smau in a while, hope ya'll liked it ♡

[thestitchywitchy]

Future Spouse: First Impressions Pt 1

Hello my dears! Here’s a little PAC I’ve been working on…. This is going to be a 2 part (possibly a third, 18+ post, depending on how well these do) series as this one became a lot longer than I intended it to lol. This one will be about your future spouse’s first impression of you. The next one will be your first impression of them. Please leave feedback 😁

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Here we go! Shake it out, take a breath, close your eyes, and choose one of my favorite movie couples that calls out most to you. This is a general reading, so take what resonates and leave what doesn’t. If you feel inclined to choose more than one group, please feel free to do so.

Pictures are from Pinterest, credit to the owners. Editing was done by me, Stitchy!

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Gomez & Morticia - Pile One

6 of cups reversed, Queen of Swords, Page of Pentacles

All right, pile one, welcome to your reading! You will strike your future spouse as a complex individual from the very first moment. You may have seemed a bit guarded and reserved, which made them immediately think “💡I need to see what’s past that guard”. Aw cute lol. Some of you have a femme fatale thing going on and some of you are incredibly private or reserved, so you give off this mysterious vibe to your FS. The energy is as if you were carrying a heavy emotional burden from your past experiences on your shoulder, which makes you seem hesitant to open up to someone new.

As you two start conversing, they notice that you may have an air of authority about you. You may even be a manger/boss. Could even own your business or attempting to at the point of meeting them. This is only for some of you, but I’m also seeing kids? So you may be a parent or work with kids often. Teenagers/middle school age, specifically. They will also notice that you are very clear and precise in the way you communicate, and you seemingly have a sharp mind and quick wit about you. You may talk with your hands a lot too. They can tell that you’re someone who values honesty and straightforwardness above all else, and you are not someone who would suffer fools gladly. Get it, boo! Show those suckers what you’re made of 😉 But there was also something very innocent and curious about you under the surface that they are going to be intrigued by. Despite your guarded nature and no-nonsense attitude…you still seemed eager to learn and grow. They like that you may be open to new experiences and perspectives. You may have even called them out playfully or wasn’t afraid to stand up to them when they said something out of pocket. They aren’t typically used to receiving that energy so you made them go a bit gaga (even turned on for some of you lol) with this display of power.

Im sensing that, for a lot of you at least, you guys may really gravitate towards each other when you first meet because it seems like they were able to get to know you better on a deeper level right off the bat. They see that your past experiences have indeed left a deep mark on you and that you may be struggling to move past them. You may even bring up an ex or family issues during your conversation? But They also see that you had the strength and resilience to face your pain head-on and work towards healing and growth. They have/had no doubt that you have the intelligence and determination to make progress. They were inspired by your willingness to learn and explore new ways of thinking. You inspire them to become a better version of themselves. They may be going through some personal issues of their own at the time and the way you tackle issues may differ from they way they would usually do it. But they prefer your outlook on life so they may get inspired to take a page out of your playbook.

By the end of your meeting, they were left with a deep respect for this complex and multifaceted individual standing before them. You may have had a guarded and stand offish first impression, but they could see that beneath the surface was a person with a strong will, an open mind, and the courage to face your past and move towards a brighter future….and they would do anything in their power to be apart of it. Aww I love that for you, pile one! I hope you enjoyed your reading.

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Adam & Barbara - Pile Two

4 of pentacles, Ace of swords reversed, 9 of cups

Hey pile two, thanks for joining! Upon first meeting, you left a deep impression on your future spouse. To them, you seem to have an air of wealth and luxury about you. You may be dressed in your finest clothes or rockin your most expensive jewelry. Lmaooo I just heard “they’re bangin!” Sooo they’re really going to like your body, pile 2! 😂 can't get enough of it, apparently! That night/day, you will just all around be dressed to the nines and that will catch your FS’s attention right away. They may have noticed you right away, but it’s going to take them a little time to approach you. So as they continue to examine you from afar, they could sense something underneath all of the pretty wrapping paper. They feel a sense of possessiveness emanating from you. Like you’re holding on too tightly to your material possessions. It’s like…though you’re dressed to kill, they catch on to your insecurities beneath the surface. They’re trying to get familiar with your poker tells, basically.

Oop. Ok….Your FS may think that you might be having an identity crisis. Not necessarily in a negative way (although it might be for some of you who chose this pile), but it is apparent to them. You may be the type of person that struggles with their decision-making abilities. You may even seem lost and unsure of yourself, even though you’re dressed confidently. Like you don’t really belong in that setting, but you’re trying to fake it until you make it for whatever reason. This lack of clarity may also hinder you from making better choices for yourself. What I’m getting is like a nightclub, bar, or busy restaurant setting (take what resonates). You may have a lot of suitors physically surrounding you before your FS gets to you, so they’re still watching you from afar. They may see someone flirting with you and you’re eating up the attention and they’re just thinking to themselves… “really? You’re impressed by *that*?” Lmao your future spouse cracks me up. They’re a cerebral person, that’s for sure. They take in their surroundings before doing anything.

To them, it seems as though you are trying to use your wealth or material possessions to fill a void within yourself. Your future spouse feels like you’re trying to find emotional fulfillment in all the wrong places. They may also think you may be hard to satisfy or please, but are still not entirely sure what you really want. They see that you are seeking happiness but are met with fleeting moments instead and may even have lost touch with your emotional well-being. But they’re thinking that you’re knock out gorgeous, so why are you so sad?

Overall, their first impression of you is that you are struggling to find true happiness and emotional fulfillment in your life. While you may have amassed great wealth, luxury, and success ( whatever that means to you), you still seem to be missing something important in your day to day. They may have a fleeting thought of “ could it be me that’s missing from this equation?” Aww cute 🥰 hope you enjoyed your reading, pile 2!

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Seymour & Audrey - Pile Three

4 of Pentacles, Queen of Cups, Knight of Pentacles reversed

Hello pile 3, ready for your reading? Your future spouse’s first impression of you would be one of complexity and depth. They would see in you someone who is highly guarded and may be struggling with a fear of financial insecurity. You may be going through some difficulty at the time of meeting your future spouse and you may wear your worry on your face. For some of you, they felt your energy before they laid eyes on you. You may have been in a whirlwind of panic or frustration, maybe even tripping over yourself a bit, and they picked up on it before you even entered the room. Fear not, they will think your dishevelment is rather adorable lol awww!

However, they would also sense a deep emotional intelligence and sensitivity in you, much like the Queen of Cups. They would think that you’re someone who is highly empathetic and in tune with your and other’s emotions, but you may also be very protective of your feelings and hesitant to fully open up to others. I see a lot of nervous chuckling happening when you’re around them. They may have approached you in a teasing manner and you reacted shyly and a bit embarrassed. That’s so adorable pile 3! But remember, you’re the prize…no need to be nervous 😉 oh, I’m getting that they really like your smile! They instantly see in you someone they can start a life/family with. There’s just something about you that tick off all their boxes.

Your FS will also feel that you may be resistant to change and may prefer to stick to a routine or maintain the status quo. They see you as the type of person who doesn’t want to step on any toes, even in detriment to yourself. They feel that you may be cautious when it comes to taking risks or trying new things, but this energy can also indicate a strong sense of dedication and a willingness to work hard and persevere. They see that you like things done a certain way so that’s how you’re going to do it.

Overall, their first impression of you would be that you’re a person with a complex and multi-layered personality. They would see someone who is both highly sensitive and guarded. They want to tear your walls down. Make you feel safe with them. Hmm…Your fear of financial security keeps coming up… like you fear financial instability, so you’ve married yourself to your work to never see your bank account dip lower than a certain amount. It may worry them a bit that you may not have room for a relationship (with them) in your life because of this. However, On the same note, they would also see someone who is dedicated and hard-working… Someone who has the potential to break through their blocks and achieve success and fulfillment in life. Your FS would be drawn to your emotional depth and dedication, and would be eager to help you navigate any challenges that may arise….they’re just hoping you’ll make a little bit of space for them in order to do that. Aw, congrats pile 3. That sounds sweet!!

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[victoirey]

— smart phones & shimmyflies . . .

SYNOPSIS !

you find yourself, a 21st century citizen— in Pandora. what will you do ?

gn!human!genz!reader / " im sorry , do you guys have any chips ? "

taglist / @loaqi @mylovelo-ak @somerandomweeb2 @stomach-bugg09 @cheari @lo-aksgf

hi guys!! this is a prologue for a project I've been planning for a long time! I'm so glad to say that I am putting it in action! woopwoop! I have commitment issues though. I don't know why I'm doing this. the official tag for this series will be 'primitive person in pandora' , and smartphones and shimmyflies will be the official title <3

you slapped on a bandaid to soothe your papercut as you flipped through another page of questions— to be greeted by more questions. there you were, sat in your room— music fading in and out as you did your homework. every question was harder than the last , which was reasonable — as the subject was science , for God's sake. how the hell do you wrap your head around science? or atleast, what you're learning in science right now. what the fuck is an optical phenomenon?! what the fuck is a sonorus?! why the fuck am i learning this, you think, when I could be running free? I could be hanging out with my friends , making silly tiktoks and actually living!

your head drops onto the wooden table, as you groan. "why can't we learn about aliens?" you ask yourself, "aliens are actually interesting. and some may even be hot." you say, "most aliens are hot." honestly, you don't even know what you're saying. you just want an excuse to not do this homework. whether it be by sleeping, watching a movie, hell- maybe even writing fanfiction and posting it on some deadbeat app would be better than this! anything would be better, you concluded.

you raise your head, fast— too fast, that you can't calculate when to stop. you forget the affect that raising your head quickly has on you— and you begin to get a bit woozy.

then your head hits the wall.

blobs of black follow after.

you don't know what to do, you don't know what to say— God, you've been needing a break for so long. as more blobs cloud your vision and as more of your thoughts overlap eachother— your eyes start to get heavier. damn, you didn't know simply hitting your head on a wall could do that shit. atleast you don't have to do your science homework. wait, will you still have to do it even though you blacked out? you should ask Ms. M about that..

out of all the thoughts, however, one seems to be a constant.

i hope im out long enough to be absent for the rest of the week.

the lab was always a constant for norm. it served as a way to get lost in himself, in his work— and right now, he really needed it. they were in the process of building a lab some where near awa'atlu, somewhere near the sullys. it was almost done, but the natives thoughts on it weren't. every time norm stepped out of that lab, unwelcoming glares from the metkayinan people. still, he went on. he tried to better his relationship with them, to learn their ways, to adapt— just as jake and his family did. it was still a work in progress, but it was going good. he was doing good.

being so dedicated to adapting and learning these past few days, he cherished these moments of calm. he was back in his human hold— reading over metkayinan books. his five fingers turned the page of the book, gently; his five fingers— calloused, tired, and yet still... they were relaxed. all of him was relaxed. he felt like he was floating, like he was in a sensorial deprivation chamber — from back on earth. he felt just that. he felt like all of his senses were sucked away temporarily, with all he could feel being the slow pace of his thoughts as they skimmed through a book.

he cherished these moments. he cherished this moment.

you, however, did not. you think you're about to wake up in your pretty little bed but NO. God has other plans for you because apparently hell is too merciful and you feel like you're about to puke. suddenly, you're in a fucking... rainbow or something. maybe it's the bifrost. it's probably the bifrost. when did thor exist? you didn't know and didn't care. you're seven seconds away from absolutely deteriorating and you feel shittier knowing you didn't even get a chance to shower one last time before drowning! then again, you showered yesterday but you wanted to feel that sprinkling water on your skin before you fucking died! what the fuck, universe?! you thought— the universe didn't answer.

you feel like you got thrown off the roof and these are your last moments before you eventually splat on the floor and die. like literally, bones broken and all. your whole life fucking flashes before your eyes, pictures of you and your friends, of your family— the tears you shed because of them, because of school, because of everything.

you think,

perhaps this is mercy.

still, The Great Mother has other plans.

you splat face first into norm's desk.

he jolts away from you instinctively, the book in his hands discarded as he looks at the fellow human that just came out of nowhere. did the wind carry you here? he didn't want a part in this. you, on the other hand, don't know how the fuck you aren't dead — all you know is that you have a raging headache. you push yourself up, weakly, and criss-cross your legs on norms desk— hand on your head as you let out a big sigh. "fuuuuck..." you say, and your voice is so weak, quiet, & pained. it tugs at norm's heart strings.

then again, he's always had a soft spot for kids like you. even if they ruined his desk.

he coughs to get your attention. your eyes look up at him, and he awkwardly waves "hi?" he says, not sure how to react, "why are you on my desk?"

the headache is long forgotten now, as you jump off his desk and try to grab at anything to use as a weapon. he raises both his hands up— trying to show you he means no harm, and you near hiss, survival instincts kick in. "you are absolutely INSANE. CRAZY. APESHIT. BALLISTIC. if you think I am trusting anyone that lives in a mad science LAB !" you yell, gesturing to your surroundings. this was the most mad scientist core place of your life. "where the fuck am i?!" you ask, tears near. you don't know where you are. you don't know the people here. you don't know what these devices are. you just want to go home already.

norm pities you.

"hey, hey— listen, 'm not gonna hurt you. 'm not gonna hurt you." he reassured, as gently as possible— you back away from him, but that only encourages him to take one step closer to you. his arms remain in the air, "I mean no harm. my name is Norm Spellman. I'm a scientist here at Pandora, and I'm also an operator. I got no experience with weapons. none at all." he tried to joke in his intro, tried to reassure you once more— and you hate to admitit, but it worked. now , you were just confused. you stepped towards him, tears dripping down your cheeks— voice shaky, and yet you stepped towards him— some part of you felt gravitated towards him, for it seemed like the universe had deemed him safe. safe for you. "my name is y/n." you replied, he smiled. "nice to meet you, y/n."

you nodded, eyes still blurry with tears. norm didn't say anything, he just patted your back & beckoned you to sit down. for a while, you stayed like that.

you stayed like that, until finally, you licked your chapped lips and — getting through multiple voice cracks & loads of tears, asked,

"what year is it?"

it wasn't a question you'd ask usually, but faced with guns that could aim themselves— with phones so advanced that your phone couldn't compete, god forbid you don't ask. norm looks at you, your obsolete clothes, your worn out phone that did not look like a phone at all— and your reactions to the environment that surrounded you. he knew that you were not from here, and in the most literal way possible. you were not from this time period. norm pursed his lips, "twenty one seven-ty..." he replied, dragging the y. your eyes bulged, and you slowly looked toward the floor to calculate how far into time you've gone.

it was 2170 here. you were in 2023.

2023 minus 2170.

one hundred fourty seven.

your face contorts into an expression so shocked, so horrifically terrified— that norm can tell from eight hundred miles that you're scared.

you look at him again, and say, to his utter horror—

"do you have a gun on you?"

[mochayoubi]

most japanese learning advice i've taken from my partner, which includes:

begin consuming native material as soon as possible and then merge it into your daily life as much as possible

find a method to review new words (such as anki) so you recognize them when you see them while consuming native material

look up things you don't understand

there is just no getting around some things. to get better at reading, you have to read. to get better at listening, you have to watch/listen to actual native material.

keep consistent <- if anything, this is the most important

when he says merge japanese into your daily life, he means try thinking in japanese, talk to yourself in japanese if you have nobody to talk to, switch your devices to japanese. this may sound intense, and for me it took a while to acclimate to it, but if you can manage it it does make a big difference.

because im more sensitive/hesitant about new things and had a lot more hurdles when approaching japanese, i'll add in what helped me:

like any skill, willingness to be consistent in learning something takes an attitude shift. for me it meant accepting that i had to be bad to get better - for you it could be different, but in general know that you will find yourself out in the weeds and that's ok

use native materials you actually enjoy, not just ones people recommend as "good for your level" (they may be good for your level, but if it's a slog to get through youll just make it harder for yourself)

go as slow as you need to, or get through it as best as you can. a dialogue you cant follow but still try to actively listen to is better than not trying at all. a book you need to stop to look up words every sentence is better than not reading at all

find something outside of pure language acquisition to motivate you. when it gets hard and you feel yourself stuck youll need that other motivator to get you through it. for me it was enjoying playing video games or watching shows and i could rely on my enjoyment of those things even if i didnt feel like actively studying the japanese words in them

in that same vein, find an overall goal to work towards. for me, i want to live in japan while knowing the language comfortably, so i think of how much closer to that i get to every time i learn something new in japanese

if you can, find someone to study with. having another person there doing the same thing as you can be massively helpful just to keep up motivation and keep each other accountable

make it easier for yourself, but make sure youre still consistent. read an easier book (but do read). reduce the amount of reviews you have an anki if you must (but do anki or -insert vocab learning method here-).

hope that helps! when it comes to specific areas to improve on i think that warrants a different conversation (like what to do for speaking or vocab practice) but overall these are what guide my studying.

[nonbinarypirat]

A fellow enjoyer of mairuma who likes reading others headcanons/interpretations here! just thought I'd share my own headcanons

1.) I think the misfits lack parental validation from one or more parental figures so they seek that validation from someone else, like Kalego. He, as their homeroom teacher, knows full well what they're capable of and actively gives them harder challenges to further bring out their potential. So I think the misfits would seek near impossible tasks not just for the fun of it, but to receive validation from someone they look up to.

2.) I believe that Kalego shows his love in pride. And when I say love, I mean all love; familial, romantic, platonic, and the kind that you know is there but don't have a name for. I guess a good example would be Balam, his closest friend and well-respected researcher. Balam would have achieved great things in his field of research and Kalego would be very proud of him for it, though I doubt he would explicitly show it. The same would go for his students. A mix-match group of kids who have, more than once, taken the impossible and made it reality while proving him wrong every chance they get.

(also a small group of demon plus one human children have better cooperation skills than most adult demons. yes demons are self-centered but i do think its really funny.)

well, these are my headcanons sorry if its really wordy. what are your thoughts on them and what are your mairuma headcanons?

thx for reading and have a good day/night :D

I have been fully focused into my classes and college recently since I’m in my third year (we’re so close to the finishing line yall) but YES I love this!! One, I appreciate you sending me this since I haven’t done a post for a while! I promise im still here and I’m keeping up with the recent chapters 🫡. But yeah, I just love Kalego as a character. Like, he really is my favorite because I love a rude and snide character who you can tell cares a lot. Even if he won’t tell you that.

Kalego cares deeply for his students. Like sure, they annoy him and are goofballs. But at the end of the day, he is also protective of them. He knows they can accomplish great things and that’s why he’s hard on them, it’s not due to a lack of love. His pride is his way of showing affection. He will do his damnest to make sure you succeed and through his little actions, the characters can tell that he’s proud of them too. It’s the little moments with Kalego that make them know he does deeply care for them.

And yes, I also have a head cannon that for many of the misfits, they are lacking in some sort of parental or familiar love. Obviously we can’t say this for certain for all the characters, but it just feels like that’s why, no matter how much they complain about him, he also means a lot to them too.

As for my other head cannons… One head cannon I have (with the little info we have so far) is that Elizabetta grew up similarly to that little girl from Ouran Host Club, ya know the sister of the black magic club president? That is to say, I think she’s loaded but was primarily raised by her maids who gave her a lot of the romance books to keep her entertained. I think her parents were never really around. Or if they were, they don’t have her a ton of attention. I guess this is more of a head cannon slash theory? But when we see the house visits, we don’t even see her parents. A lot of them you saw the parents, a back shot or their torso. Something. We even saw Kalego call some of the parents. But her parents just wasn’t in the frame and she just kept showing him the things in her room which gives me the feeling she had a lot of material goods they bought her, but maybe not their affection. We also don’t see any adult when we learn about her ambition. Which is why I think she’s so attached to love, she is reaching for a connection she may not feel she has with her parents. And maybe in a way, she’s wants to build a family that will actually appreciate her the way she wants. Which to me makes the relationship to the misfits even more special because she finally has the love and pride of her found family. Idk, just a silly head cannon I have based on current knowledge!

[xcyphoz0a]

The warmth that explodes into pieces of rage and sadness.

Gender neutral reader, fluff → angst TW/CW: hi. im back and with angst, ofc. sad themes ykwim also i feel like i keep writing tighnari oh well Character(s): Tighnari Word count: 927 Proofread: n/a | And my dear, the tragedy begins, from you. |

He didn’t fully understand why he felt this way.

He should, but he doesn’t. He doesn’t know love. He doesn’t know the complicated emotions that create the feeling of love. But he saw you. He met you. You let him feel, experience and learn the feeling of love. The affection that budded through his heart, his clumsy expression of love still heartfelt pouring from his chest, like a flower that bloomed–alike to how flowers would fall during spring in Inazuma. He wished to take you there. To him, you were his new stage of life, a new light, a safe place, and someone to love.

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To be fully honest, you weren’t sure if you wanted to find someone, a partner, to be with in the first place. All you wanted was simple answers to questions you had–trivial ones, but also not. You happened to meet him during your little journey to find answers to your highly philosophical questions. Was it his ears that stood out to you? Was it his tail? Was it the beautiful shades of brown and green in harmony in his eyes that pulled you to him? You didn’t know. Yet to you, he was the moon in the dark night sky, your sun during the difficult days, someone to confide in.

⁂

Both of you were happy. It was nice to have someone to share affection with–a beautiful flower that bloomed during the brightest of days–the light of love that helped it bloom. Yet people fight. It isn’t uncommon. Animals fight–humans fight, they think, thus they fight. They fight, and they separate, or they return.

⁂

For the most part, you both would return–promises of better communication, proper actions, setting boundaries. But these fights became more common. It wasn’t exactly a daily fight per se, yet from the tiniest bit of disagreement would turn to an argument that would last for a week, to a few, to a month.

⁂

It occurred to him that he’d lose you if he kept running away from his problems, his mistakes. He knows that you do your best to communicate, to apologise. He liked that aspect of yours. To him, it was ironic how he could barely utter a single ‘I’m sorry’ when he was obviously in the wrong– it was ironic how he would try to flee from admitting his wrongdoings when he thought that he’d be the best in admitting what he did wrong. Apparently he wasn’t. Not when you–tired eyes, a face with an expression so tired and exhausted–came up to him with teary, watery eyes, voice shaky and throat hurting from the tears that threatened to cascade down your face, that you felt tired of saying sorry to everything he did wrong. That you were tired, and thought you were the only one that was truly committed to this relationship. He had hugged you, his hand letting go of his book, patting your head and back as the tears fell. Yet he had not uttered a single ‘sorry’.

⁂

You still think that he isn’t serious anymore. That he doesn’t care. You have barely heard or seen him say or gesture his apology. It makes you wonder if he’s tired. That he needs a break. It also makes you think if you’re the problem. But you know you aren’t. His actions give you mixed signals that send you into a spiral, endless, dark, tiring, you couldn’t grasp your mind around what he really meant anymore. He promised before time and time again that he’d really admit to his mistakes yet you couldn’t see a change one bit except for his disappearances during the middle of the night into his study, reading a book. He pays attention to you– yet he doesn’t do anything to change his actions. His stubbornness still rages on, and you’re tired, exhausted, you can’t keep this up anymore. You still love him. You really do, but does he still love you like you do now? His emotions and feelings for you are still warm, a warmth that gives you such happiness. Now, you can’t help but think it's a waste of emotions, time– your anger grows, with the sadness that grows bigger than the red emotion of rage. Until it shatters.

⁂

The last he remembers your hug and your hand in his seems like a few years ago. The last he remembers your smile seems more long ago. But it’s only been a few days. You’d left a note on the bed, ‘I’m going to travel for a bit. I’ll be back in a few months’. His fears seemed to come true when he’d searched around the house to find most of your belongings gone. Did you lie? You wouldn’t normally lie. And he thinks of the past few weeks, and he understands why you really would lie. It pains him to no end with the idea of you leaving him unlike your little note’s contents. Perhaps he should’ve been more clear, truthful–he resented himself for being a coward behind words of apology. Yet he tries to utter the words again, and it comes to him that he cannot. It’s difficult, a force that stops him. Why? He wonders. He doesn’t know the answer. If only he could teach himself to even uttering a sincere apology, or go through the steady steps with you, perhaps this wouldn’t have happened. If he had laid down his stubbornness, this wouldn’t have happened. But it did, and he can’t go back. All he can do is wait. Wait until you come back, if you do.

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[littlecrittereli]

It's been a long time since I watched Wild Kratts but I didn't even know he had a fandom, I'm so happy, and your story made my dream come true, I would love to create a story like you, but I'm not very good at writing stories What tips would you give to a beginner <3

I don't consider myself a super great author to be honest, I'm much more confident in my illustrations! But as someone who is completely self taught: here are some tips I use when I write my stories! (these may not apply to everyone, but they do help me) Outlines

If I'm writing a plot-based story I make an outline of all the major plot points I want to make and separate them into chapters. I reference this outline when I'm writing a chapter and it helps me meet all my "goals" for that particular chapter! Of course you can be flexible with this. Say one of your plot points dragged out a little too long and you want to save something for the next chapter, you can adjust your outline as you go! Sometimes your idea will change as you write it, and that's okay! revise your outline accordingly. For me, it's handy so I don't end up spiralling completely off the path I intended and lose the conclusion I wanted to have. Here's an example of the outline for my Reprogrammed AU. (Only chapters 1-5 to prevent spoilers for unreleased chapters)

as you can see, it doesn't have to be super formal. This is literally just in my notes app. As long as you can understand and follow your ideas, that's all that matters.

Get a Beta Reader!

I do not actually have a beta reader currently, but sending your writings to someone to proofread is one of the best ways to get genuine feedback. Try to find someone who is also pretty educated on proper grammar. I learned more about proper formatting from a fanfiction beta reader than I did in school im so fr. At the very least, make sure this person is comfortable with giving you constructive criticism. If something reads a little awkward or if a plot point doesn't make much sense/could be solved with an easier method, it's a lot easier for someone to point out when they didn't write the piece.

Study fanfictions/books you enjoy

Honestly... just reading a lot has made me a better writer. You will begin to notice the way authors describe certain feelings or environments, and that can give you insight on how to go about writing your own ideas. If I find an author I really like, I will try to dissect WHY I like them so much. Is it their accurate characterization? Do they describe emotions well? Are their plots engaging? Is their dialogue interesting? Find out what makes their writing so interesting so you can incorporate those traits into your own story. This goes for the way they format their writing as well. For example, I've found I prefer when chapters are around 1k-5k words. Really short chapters can make the story seem choppy when the reader has to constantly click to the next page, it kinda breaks the immersion of the story. Instead I try to use chapter breaks as interesting pausing points for suspense. I love it when authors leave their chapter on a slightly unfinished note. So I'm curious for the next chapter, but also I feel fulfilled with what I've read so far. And I've discovered this by analyzing the stories I enjoy!

And the most important advice I can give.... PRACTICE PRACTICE PRACTICE!!!!

Writing is similar to drawing in the sense that in order to learn, you must DO it. You have to make the shitty stuff before you find out how to make it better! It's honestly just part of the creative process. I still have some short stories I wrote back when I was a preteen and ITS BAD LOL but I needed to go through that in order to learn and grow and be more confident in my storytelling capabilities. And just like illustrations, everyone starts at a different place and everyone's process is different. SO BE PATIENT AND DON'T GIVE UP! Write that story! Even if it's bad, who cares?! You wrote something! And next time, you will write something even better!

[sicklyseraphnsuch]

cw: simon and betty and their professional relationship

People jump to be either offended or defensive when talking about this so Im putting that cw there. Practice self defence. if you dont wanna read this and you click through, yeah thats not my problem.

So this is about Simon and Betty, and regarding the vague setting around their professional relationship, namely that Simon is shown giving a guest lecture and Betty is part of the class that he is lecturing to

But the setting doesn't pin down the specifics - like is he a visiting researcher, how long is he affiliated with the school, etc. That said, given this:

I've been tooting some thoughts around and here's what I find funny

How unappealing this relationship could be to general fans of the Teacher-Student fantasy.

My psuedo-analysis from being a fandom oldie is that usually this fantasy caters to the idea of having the teacher, usually the man, devote himself to caring for and promoting the student, usually the woman. And like fantasies don't need to make sense? But I'm thinking that in a society where women are always the nurturers, portraying a relationship where the man is dedicated to nurturing the growth of the woman - well that's novel. It focuses on the woman's character arc - she's the main character! - and all the ways the man supports her into becoming an accomplished, successful professional in whatever field they're in.

Do you see where I'm going here?

Simon and Betty fulfill none of that.

Straight off the bat, Betty introduces herself by teaching Simon something. She was never positioning herself as someone who wanted to learn from Simon, and often assists him. And right there? Already breaking the Teacher-Student fantasy mold.

Like the usual template for this fantasy would actually emphasize the power imbalance between the teacher and the student. The teacher knows everything. The teacher has the most responsibility and the most authority. If the student steps out of line, the teacher is supposed to provide discipline.

If it's not one of the saucier takes of the fantasy which revels in the taboo, the teacher-student romantic plotline usually center around overcoming that power imbalance. (exceptions of course exist)

And I think about how... if Simon was just less of a pushover, Simon and Betty would have followed the usual template for a teacher-student fantasy. And they would have been actually better off that way?

Let's go back to the part where I mentioned that a teacher-student dynamic would have emphasized the power imbalance, specifically if the student acts out, the teacher provides disciplinary measures. You know what Simon does? Not that!

Oh he started to. If he had exercised his authority better, he would have continued his lecture to Betty about leaving love letters to university staff out in the open for literally anybody to see. She left it in a book in the library!!! What if Simon didn't see it first?

And you know, the whole enforcing boundaries thing. He was radio silent for two (?) weeks after their trip, and he was willing to keep things professional. Betty leaves him one love letter and he goes running. Which in hindsight, that's actually uncharacteristic for staid, fastidious Petrikov. He makes the decision to confess the moment she confesses first. Like! Boundaries, gone. Wrist, snatched. Relationship, doomed.

Which is primarily the point in the whole Betty and Simon relationship. Simon treated her as an equal when he should have been aware that their relationship was never equal to begin with - not with the way Betty kept putting him on a pedestal. It's a matter of perspective and professionalism, yada yada blah blah.

TL;DR: Simon did not get the memo that he was in a teacher-student romance plotline. Hell, even if it was the saucier taboo take, that would still mean he was aware of the imbalance between him and Betty.

He was living a college AU, where they had a meet cute as collegues. She was in a celebrity AU, where she's a stan that managed to score a trip with her idol. They were never on the same page.

[virtualfungus]

was thinking about franmaya in bed last night and im so insane about them!!!!!!!!!

its mostly about the parallels (obsessed with them).

even before they really start to get to know each other (possibly just after the first trilogy), they feel that connection of a grim legacy they have to bear, and one they won't give up on either, with maya becoming the master of kurain and franziska still being a prosecutor.

then obviously, i think theres this forbidden (as in, pearl vehemently being against it at first) but enticing element in falling in love with the girl that prosecuted you. but thats also bc franziska is genuinely trying to become a better person. yes, she will keep saying shit like "this is the von karma's way", but over time, she wants to change what even is the von karma's way (*aggressively points to her dialogues with sebastian*)

they both really admire each others strength. speaking of which, i think franziska is one of the only person who really sees that strength in maya, bc its easy to think shes just quirky and dumb but my girl went through so much shit and yet she still smiles. ofc, not all of her smiles are genuine, but a lot are. franziska doesnt understand it at first, but comes to find her strength, her resilience, beautiful and especially inspiring; turns out being strong is not all about being tough and not showing emotions.

it may sound silly, but franziska realizes its okay to just be human and flawed (or what she perceives as flaws). bc of course franziska is deeply flawed, but either shes revering her flaws as a result of her upbringing or trying to suppress to the point of harm.

mayas like "its okay to show your emotions and be vulnerable". but, eheh... that means maya has to put her own advice into practice, which isnt easy, but is liberating.

they can both be unashamedly themselves without being judged. because before being the master of a technique that could otherwise very much disappear and that requires thorough training and being an international prosecutor taking down smuggling rings, theyre young women who had so much taken from them, including their childhood. they can be silly, they can be themselves without being their occupation first.

maya rants about the steel samurai all the time. franziska initially finds this show childish, but maya really sells it and just reading way too deeply into it, but hey, shes just so passionante and franziska loves when shes like that. on the other hand, franziska will read a shitty book and tear it apart and maya lives for the absolute violence.

of course its not always perfect. at some point, their relationship becomes long distance. on top of that, theyre not always the best at communicating their feelings clearly, especially in the beginning. franziska can get upset easily and always want to have the last word, so they can argue for a while. overtime they do learn how to communicate better and yeah.

would their relationship last forever to the point of getting married and adopt? honestly, probably not. but their relationship is deeply meaningful, and theyll forever hold the other in high regards.

there are so many other things i thought about and worded so well in my head yesterday but i forgor and now idk how to properly explain it.

[blazethecheeto]

ATLAS PARADOX RAMBLING

dude this book. i need to talk. about it. im going insane.

everyone who hasn't read it, PLEASE DO!!! it's a dark academia book about a bunch of gay silly magic people that join a society and try to kill each other. there's time travel, a big ass polycule, aesthetic scenes, the prettiest writing style in the world, science, philosophy, and fucked family. (opposite of found family).

(extremely chaotic unorganized long rant below, with spoilers. click at your own risk)

FIRST OF ALL WHY WAS THIS SO MUCH BETTER THAN THE FIRST ONE?!!?!?

i had to power through the first one, it felt long, and unnecessary and like trekking through a JUNGLE with the thickest and most intricate ecosystem that i had to peel back and unravel for hours and hours. only to like move the plot by an inch.

BUT THIS. olivie blake found her footing because this was so good. i am aware the reviews hate on this book and some people don't like it, but personally i adore it and it's really well written.

CHARACTERS

bro they all had such wonderful voices, like they were distinct and unique from each other but not drastically, noticeably different I NEED TO LEARN FROM THIS. six of crows and the atlas six do multi povs so well <3 its like this book was made for me, each character was perfect and incredible and gay and silly and-

reina. love of my life. i look forward to all her povs because the plants are so silly and she's the best character. i said it. she's canon asexual now too YEES. i needed more of her because she was barely in the first one, and they DELIVERED. the juicy plot with her 'god complex' (ily callum) and her feelings getting hurt and learning she actually is lonely and wants friends? she's so wanda maximoff. next book better have her opening up and learning to love people or i riot (and also her killing people and being the badass she is)

parisa always my fave too, i do wish her character wasn't always talking about sex or romance, there were some great moments in this book where she showed off her telepathy powers (the prince in the tower!!) it was awesome. i'm glad they acknowledged that side of her with reina, (oh my god i ship them so much wait till i rant about them-) but dude i still HATE DALTON. SO MUCH. OH MY GOD. every time it's her pov i dread seeing dalton, i wish she could give that up. generic white men should die.

CALLUM. whatever turned him from complex, daunting, and a psychopath last book to janus from sanders sides this book- beautiful choice. he's literally the one sassy wine-sipping gay aunt that feels nothing and everything at once, also extremely mentally ill and depressed. he's SO FUNNY. his povs are fucking hilarious to read, and he quickly became one of my faves bc of how complex he is. i'm not smart enough to decipher and psychoanalyze him but god i LOVE CHARACTERS LIKE THIS.

i don't know what happened but nico is literally one of my faves now too, he's so silly and sweet and kind and i loved his relationships with everyone this book. like him trying to murder tristan in multiple different ways oml. he's my bbg. tristan was hit or miss for me, i did find him interesting but he's not my favourite. doesn't mean i hate him, he's so very british, i feel it radiating off the page. libby my queen my icon, her dream povs were so trippy i loved it- so so realistic to a real dream, that was the most surprising and unique part. also my bisexual queen seducing belen??

i did not like ezra and atlas was a little iffy here and there but tbh the cast was so well rounded and interesting and unique but paralleled each other so well?? THE RELATIONSHIPS. I DONT THINK ANY BOOK HAS THIS INTRICATE WEB-LIKE RELATIONSHIPS WITH EACH OTHER. they're one big polycule.

RELATIONSHIPS

nico and libby <3 i love them so much as siblings/queerplatonic partners. i don't ship them romantically, because i LOVE how they subverted the eye-rolling predictable ' YA academic rivals enemies to lovers' trope. when i started TAS, i immediately thought they were gonna get together and assumed the worst. but no, they still had the banter and importance in their relationship but without the romance? instead both of them were gay af. it's beautiful. i love subverting tropes so much. they're each other's 'other half' and they're hilarious together.

NICO AND TRISTAN. they were such a highlight this book, it was unexpected but so funny. nico trying to murder tristan and their little talks because 'they're not friends...just coworkers' yeah right, the best friendships start with creatively murdering each other. tristan being droll and chill af, and then nico bouncing off the walls my adhd king.

reina and nico broke me?? like that one chapter where they sparred and caught up with each other and reina was guarding her hurt feelings. DUDE THAT KILLED ME. made me stare at the ceiling for a good minute. their friendship is everything to me, they contrast each other so well. she deserves to be treated better- when they had that projection chapter and she saw that nico downplayed her skills...like she was good, but not good enough for him to care about her. AGGHGH.

REINA AND PARISA. NOW THIS. THIS HOOKED ME INTO THE BOOK. i ship them so bad guys. they parallel each other and are both hot and enemies to lovers and wlw slow burn and- look. reina is asexual, therefore the only person to truly see and understand parisa for who she is, and not be influenced by her body. like that one projection. she can help parisa understand HERSELF and who she is past her sexual desirability. how to love someone again. romantically. then, on the flip side, parisa can help reina see and understand OTHERS. reina only sees people as one trait, cut and dry- without any of the complex feelings. parisa is a telepath, she knows how to read others. THEY CAN BOTH HELP EACH OTHER AND LOVE EACH OTHER IN WAYS THEY NEVER COULD HAVE OMFDADJFLSKJADFL- also reina pinned her against a wall and they want to kill each other and every time they interact i scream into my pillow-

-

'You can't love anyone right?"

"I've met very few people worth loving."

-

*throws myself off a building*

now we just gotta play the familiar game "IS IT DELUSION OR IS IT JUST SLOW BURN" and find out whether their insane chemistry pays off in book 3.

the nico parisa scene was actually sweet ngl, even though i don't ship them. the whole callum and tristan thing was so bitter exes situationship coded and i ate every second up. especially that last conversation. AND OFC. GIDEON AND NICO?!!! AAAAA THEY WERE SO CUTE THEY'RE ENDGAME I SCREAMED WHEN THEY KISSED DUDE THEYRE SO-

PLOT

now for the actual plot. this book has so many interesting subjects and philosophies and debates i'm not smart enough for this. but past all the aesthetic glamour, it's science, time travel, dreams, multiverses, fate, reality, and the complexities of the human mind. and my god it's fascinating as fuck.

do i have any idea what they do in this society?? NO. am i entertained? YES. especially that whole explosion paradox to bring libby back to the future. the whole powering the connections via aurora borealis? the whole debate about being gods? i love it. i love it.

alright im so sorry for that rant, i gotta go now but DUDE I LOVE THIS BOOK NO MATTER HOW WEIRD IT WAS

[qawcamiz]

Hi! I really liked your Tighnari story, so I’m here to request more if you’re up to it! I was wondering how you’d think Tighnari react to his S/O getting hurt in a battle…(I totally get it if you’re busy and don’t want to take up my request though!)

Thank you!

Tiny bruise

notes: I can assure you all that I love receiving requests, so don't be afraid of sending your thoughts to my inbox, so I could help you with your scenarios 💗💗💗

also if this (plot) isn't what you're expecting im sorry 🙏🙏 i did my best 😭

Adventuring was one of your favorite things in the world, but even if that didn’t necessarily mean that it wasn’t risky, it didn’t make it any less exciting for you, especially since you valued it because it has brought you to love him.

Exploring the Teyvat with him was a lot like a tale, and he made sure to tell you about his many adventures whenever you were alone together, you could only imagine what he must have been through with the help of the numerous books on the history of Teyvat’s culture he had read, and you always listened to every word he said attentively,

Tighnari loved the fact that you would eagerly listen to anything he was telling you, and he knew you would do whatever you could to understand his experiences, which was something he cherished more than anything else.

Being a Woodland Watcher, He is also positively familiar with various species of forest creatures living in the jungle, he knows a lot about plants and trees and all types of creatures that live within them. He loves the magnificence of nature, and how it can give off beautiful vibes when you look at it.

He also once suffered from heatstroke while exploring the desert, which left him very vulnerable, so in the end he ended up declaring his disdain towards it.

Aside from not being fond of the desert, he was also not keen on the idea of you getting hurt on the combat field, Even though he's well aware that you're a strong and self-reliant person, he still felt responsible for everything that might happen to you, no matter what the circumstances might be. He is very protective of you, but he is quite willing to put aside those feelings and focus on protecting the two of you instead.

—

"Tighnari... I already told you it'll be fine! it's just a tiny bruise." You soothed him after taking a good look at the bruise that was already forming on your cheekbone. The swelling had already reached the size of a plum, and you could feel its pain radiating throughout your face. It wasn't too bad for now, but it certainly wouldn't go unnoticed.

"You wouldn't know, Even if it's a tiny bruise like what you're saying, it could still get infected if we don't take care of it properly, So just relax and let me take care of it. Also, try not to move so much, the scrapes tend to spread faster when you move." Tighnari gently held your chin between his fingers to prevent you from moving around too much, so as not to worsen the injury.

"I'm sorry... for being clumsy and weak, like- not being able to fight those stupid mushrooms properly and not knowing enough how to defend myself, I should've learned how to wield my weapon better..." Your words trailed off in a sad tone of voice, Tighnari noticed A tear began rolling down your cheek as you spoke, feeling guilty for making such a mess out of your situation.

"You have nothing to apologize for, love. The whirling fungus appeared from behind you, resulting in a tiny wound on your beautiful face, No one would ever predict that from happening since you were focused on fighting the floating fungus. Besides, there's no need for you to blame yourself when they are the reason why you're hurt in the first place.” His voice softened and the way he looked at you made your heart warm, you couldn't help but smile lightly at his kind words.

"You're making it hard for me to not kiss you right now." You pouted a little, which made Tighnari chuckle lightly. "what's stopping you from doing so?" He asked, and before your brain could stop you, you leaned forward and captured his lips with yours.

His lips felt soft and supple against yours, slightly chapped due to lack of use, but that only made his kiss even more tender. He held onto your cheeks, carefully, kissing you deeply, you wrapped your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss further and tangling your fingers through his hair.

It was passionate and full of love, and you couldn't help but think that this was exactly what you wanted.

[i6mimi]

[EN- & TXT AS TYPES OF MEETS]en- & txt x gn reader. fluff!

JUNGWON ,, “cliche umbrella moment”

you were shaken awake by your friend. ‘cmonnn wake up its time to go home!!’ your friend wines, pulling at your sleeve. this woke you up, there were tests coming and you still hadn’t studied. ‘What!? im- im gonna go home, enjoy your club, okay?’ you stumbled, packing up your stationary. the rain patted the windows roughly as you strolled down the hallway. the large keychains on your bag jingled. it was pouring when you reached the large school door. you mumbled softly about not having an umbrella, until you felt a soft pat on your shoulder. ‘you wanna walk under my umbrella with me?’ your class president softly asked you with his welcoming dimples. and so, you agreed and 2 months later, jungwon is your beloved boyfriend.

JAKE ,, “skating is hard to master”

you, impulsively (and at 2am), decided to learn how to skate. so, you went to the nearest skate park, thinking that no one would be there at this late hour. trying your best to stay balanced on your skateboard, you fell. ‘hey!’ you hear a voice call out from behind you, ‘you okay?!’ the figure coming closer. the boy crouches down beside you, you take in his pretty features. ‘you’re doing it wrong!’ he exclaims, helping you up. ‘thank you, but, what’re you doing here at 2am?!’ you send him a side eye. ‘i could ask you the same thing!’ he squints at you. he giggles and teaches you new trucks throughout the night.

YEONJUN ,, “i love this song!”

as you walked around the corner shop, you mumbled lyrics to the song that was playing. grabbing snacks and skipping through the isles. you stopped in your tracks when you heard a voice. a boy was singing, and it was one of the best singing voices you have ever heard. you gathered up all the courage you had and held your breathe. slowly, you made your way to the boy. ‘e-excuse me’ you sounded so small, taking in a breathe you carried on, ‘yeah?’ the pretty boy questioned, slightly embarrassed that you had heard him. ‘your voice is really nice!’ you stated, the hold you had on your basket slightly shaking. ‘really?! thank you!’, he smiled. now he comes to the small shop everyday just to see you.

SOOBIN, “im so sorry!!!’

you walked into the library after a long day at school. you sat down at the back table, next to the window. you took out your stationary and books. you remembered that there was this one romance novel a friend recommended to you, and what better time to get it than now? you got up and went into the romance isle. running your fingers across the spines of the books you finally reached the familiar title. placing your hand over it, a gasp left your mouth as you felt another large, warm hand over yours. ‘o-oh im so sorry, you take it!’ the tall boy apologised and backed away. a giggle left your lips as you took it and placed it in his hands. ‘come sit and read it with me?’ you asked.

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[scorpioracha]

Skz during wash day

This is one of my maladaptive daydreams that gives me the sweet sweet Sarah Tone nun😩

Soooo I thought I would share with you all

Mostly fluff a bit of crack and since I’m me NSFW themes

Bang Chan 방찬

-I feel like earlier on in the relationship Chan is a little hesitant to take part in your wash day routine??? Idk I feel like since it’s something he might not be familiar with, his initial thought process is to stay out of your way.

-As he grows more comfortable in the relationship he spends a good portion of the day just peaking in and out of the bathroom, making a list in his notes app of the products you use in case you ever run low

-Definitely reads up on natural hair forums and comes to you with seemingly out of the blue questions.

“Baby girl?”

“Yeah?”

“In your opinion what is better for your hair. Shea moisture or coconut oil?”

“…huh?!”

-Wants to be near you but still doesn’t want to interfere so he perches himself on the edge of your bathtub and just admires you.

-is not prepared for the mid wash day frustration. He sees you getting antsy and with his natural born cheerleader tendencies he tries to cheer you on.

-it did not work💀

“Baby girl you’re doing so go-“

“Boy. Hush.”

-he has learned if he wants to stay in the bathroom during this process, there will be no speaking.

-music is a must on these days. He’ll either play low fi music or some tracks him and the guys have been working on. The peace and almost quiet is something he’s grown to love on these days.

-Just the two of you, enjoying each other’s presence. Sharing songs and instead of words, encouraging grins and little finger hearts.

-Yeah, Chan loves wash day

Lee Minho 리노

-this gremlin.

-This motherfucker

-You never know what version of him you’re gonna get on a regular day, let alone wash days

-Being alone was never an option. He values your space just as much as he values his own.

-Just not on wash day.

-he’s got sharp eyes and an even sharper nose. If he doesn’t see you trying to detangle your hair in the sink, he’s going to smell it.

-Imagine the cartoon characters following the smell of something yummy

-That is Minho the minute you open any of your products. And the worst thing about him is he comes in silently.

“Mm coconut?”

“Jesus Christ Minho!”

-He’s definitely like a stubborn cat who just wants to be around you without being helpful at all.

“Baby please I can’t detangle my hair and hold your hand”

“… it’s my hand”

-cue grumpy Lino

-if you thought that was the worst of it you were solely mistaken.

“Jagiyaaaa…Jagi…love of my life…my reason to liv-“

“WHAT??!!”

“…I’m bored” :(

-Would never admit it to the group but honestly a big kid

-You keep him occupied by asking him to oil some rubber bands for you and it falls pleasantly silent

-Turns out he just wanted to be helpful. You can’t help but reach over and give him a little kiss. His ears flush read and he hums happily pulling you in for a few more.

-…wash day is definitely going to take the ENTIRE day at this rate

-but you wouldn’t have it any other way

Changbin 창빈

-Im sorry to do my baby like this but a little slow-

-Definitely has the spirit tho!!

-Unlike the other two he definitely wants to be hands on during the process, and I mean the whole process. You got braids to take down? Show him how to do it and park your pretty ass between his legs. You got a puff to detangle? aht aht sit your ass down😐👇🏾

-It’s definitely a learning curve for the both of you, him not having enough experience with natural hair and you having done it all your life getting a bit frustrated with him. He’s too gentle with the wide tooth comb and your life flashed before your eyes when he tried to run the rat tooth comb through a knot…his did too when you death gripped his hand on pure instinct🤠

-But since we know loverboy always wants to be all up under you he does research on his own time and comes back still as eager but this time with some knowledge to back it up and if he read the hair love book for visual learning then that’s between us🥲

-if you’re more independent and honestly don’t want his help in this aspect of your life then he’ll accept it and watch from a far or even entertain himself in a different room while you work.

-If you do accept his help he’s going to do everything he can to prove that he’s

A)a fast learner

And

B)more intuitive than he comes off

-he loves having you near him and honestly taking down braids or detangling is therapeutic for the both of you. He’s a romantic at heart and head over ass soft for you so he’ll definitely try to make the experience as calming as it can be—he’s seen you take down/detangle yourself and his own arms hurt from watching—you’re his baby and he just sees this as another way of taking care of you

-Be ready for tons of forehead kisses and unfiltered aegyo because this man is soft

-He knows how important your hair is to you so he has a bit of a heartgasm over the fact that you trust him enough to help. He can’t help but to lavish you in praise.

“you’re so beautiful yeobo”

“Oh? yeobo? Gonna make me Seo y/n”

-he blushes all the way down his neck and giggles but doesn’t deny it as he leaves kisses along your temple

Hyunjin 현진

-Oh you and this pretty baby? Your wash day becomes y’all’s washday.

-He didn’t really understand why you dedicated an entire day to your hair at first but once he saw the magic in motion he understood and he wanted in.

-Every time you pulled out the deep conditioner he would follow you to the bathroom giggling in excitement grabbing his robe and wash cloth because it meant y’all were gonna get naked and he was ready.

-you soon learned that kneeling down with your head in the tub wearing nothing but a towel

A)was really fucking annoying trying to keep it up

And

B) turned Hyunjin into a feral little freak

“Baby pleaseee I’ll be quickkkkk!”

“Jinnie, I love you but you’re getting shampoo in my eyes so move!!!”

The entire time he kneeled next to you and ran his hands along the nape of your neck and your back. It would’ve been cute if he wasn’t giving you his fuck me pout and not so subtly biting at his lower lip.

-yes a little freak indeed

-when you finally were able to rinse out the deep conditioner and sectioned your hair into four twists it was Hyunjin’s turn to get washed

-kneeling over the tub was a bit harder for him but he liked how close it made you two as you had to hover over him to get to his scalp

-Honestly has a spiritual awakening while you’re scrubbing at his scalp. Spends the majority of the shampoo completely silent wondering how he’s ever washed his hair any other way and the other half of it letting out little hisses and whimpers, eyes shut just completely focused on the feeling of your nails running along his scalp

-makes the rest of the experience sensual without even trying to

-He’s sitting there like 🥰☺️☁️😴💤

And you’re sitting here like 😳💦

-most of the horny goes away though when you wrap his hair up in a towel and he sits up starry eyed with cute rosy cheeks

-But he couldn’t be cute for long🙄

-While you cooed at him he wrapped his hands around your waist and snatched your towel, sprinting out of the bathroom towards your shared room

Jisung 한

-Oh Jisung Jisung Jisung

-our boy Sungie

-He is a ball of anxiety🧍🏾‍♀️

-It’s most likely his first time dating a black girl so his mind is just racing with every possible way he could accidentally offend you to the point where he just looks like this the entire time😀

-His first instinct is he wants to touch because it’s freshly washed and soft and smells like a lavender vanilla wonderland

-he knows he’s usually allowed to touch, but this is a different activity and a different context so he’s like 67% sure there will be different rules

-he knows the answer to all of his problems is just asking but his tongue feels a bit heavy and his eyes are darting back and forth between your hands and the comb and-

“Sungie baby, you okay? You look constipated”

“Is it racist if I really wanna touch your hair right now? I know this is a nuanced topic and I’ve been doing my own research because it’s not your job to educate me on these things but I’m really confused and it looks so soft and I love you so much and-“

You have to grab his shoulders and shake him a bit to get him to calm down. You then bring him to the living room, sat criss cross on the floor and explain everything to him and he has those big wide eyes and is gently nodding to show he’s really listening.

“So…I can touch?”

You can’t help but to laugh and pat his cheek.

“Yes sungie, you can touch. I’ll do you one better, you wanna learn how to do some twists?”

-and Jisung is anything if not a man up for a challenge

-you spend the rest of the day starting twists for him to finish until he gets the hang of it with a now full lap of snacks—the convenient store below your apartment was real convenient—and the tv playing your comfort show

Felix 필릭스

-oh ho ho ho ho, this boy is gonna be so helpful you have no idea.

-you usually try to schedule your wash days for when he’s not home so you don’t disturb the little bit of rest he gets inside, so it becomes a free for all for you. Music blasting, no pants on, face still a bit crusty from freshly waking up and food on the stove ready to be heated up when you’re done.

-you are completely in your element

-until you turn around and Felix is behind you with a grin on his face

-bro the heart attack you had💀

-he’s standing in the doorway of the kitchen balancing an assortment of sweets from a bakery near the studio and a camomile tea in the other hand

“Hi baby”he’d say, voice a little too raspy for your comfort. You narrowed your eyes at him taking a step back.

“Hi…?”

“Hyungs sent me home!”

“…why?”

“I have strep!”

“…youhaveWHAT-“

After you had certified that he was in fact not dying and had antibiotics in one of those bags you could finally relax.

-or so you thought?

“Whatcha doin lover mine?”he asks wrapping his arms around you waist.

“Move plague victim” you whines

trying to squirm away from him, he laughed—one of his deep ones that made you weak in the knees—and held you closer.

“Doctor said it’s a minor case, I’ll be better by tomorrow”

“Oh thank goodn-“

“But I told Hyungs I need the next few days off”

You were puzzled.

“Why?”

“Why?”he grins, “cause I missed my baby.”

“Oh you think you’re so cute”you’d say finally wiggling out of his grasp, walking towards the bedroom.

“As a button!” He called after you

-the house was quiet for a few more hours as you took your washday from being scattered around the kitchen back into your bedroom, Felix being fast asleep on the couch. All the excitement—and NyQuil—tuckered him out.

-He slept like a rock until the early evening when you finally finished the last braid for your braid out and went to go check on him.

-he sat on the couch, swaddled in a blanket looking at you like you had murdered his puppy.

“You traitor!”

“Huh-“

“You were doing your hair stuff without me!!”he whines, launching a throw pillow at you.

“M-my hair stuff? Baby what?-“

He huffed and stared up at you. “You think I don’t notice? At least every two weeks I come home from the studio and you smell like coco butter and coconut and yummy and I never get to see you do it and I wanted to see!!”

You couldn’t help but laugh as you flop onto the couch next to him and pinch his cheek.

“Baby you were asleep, and you’re sick”

“Do you not want me to help?”he asks looking uncharacteristically serious.

-you had never really thought about it. You always assumed that he wouldn’t be interested or get bored. There was no point getting used to the help when he was just gonna wander away after a bit anyways.

“I always want your help, Lix”you say squeezing his hand, “it’s just-“

“It’s just nothing”he pouts. “Y/n I love you, all of you and I wanna be a part of this”

“Felix baby, it’s not really that big of a deal”

“Well it’s a big deal to me”he says, “cause you’re a big deal to me. Is there any way I can still help?”

-You sigh and bite back a smile.

“You wanna grease my scalp?”

“Yes yes yes!”he bounces in place.

-late nights in the living room sat between Felix’s legs as he hums softly and greases the parts one by one with total reverence.

-Being cherished wasn’t a feeling you were used to, but you could. Peering back to see his adoring eyes you sighed and leaned further back against his legs.

-yeah, you could get used to this.

Seungmin 성민

-Seungmin is another one of our quality time babies but is a little more lowkey about it?

-let me explain, our boy Seungmin is a lover of paralleled activities. He’s happy to just sit in silence working on different things as long as you’re in his vicinity.

-soooo this definitely applies to wash day

-You usually set up in the living room with your supplies while Seungmin is either in the kitchen washing dishes or in the living room with you doing his own thing.

-Definitely a supportive man, no price is too much If it’s in your benefit. But he’s also a little tease so if you want something from him you need to speak up. Part of this is him wanting to be a little shit but the larger part of this is for you to build up confidence in asking for what you want.

“Seungminnie…”you whine, burying your head in the crook of his neck. He chuckled softly and ran his hand across the expanse of your back.

“My big babyyyy”he coos, “All you have to do is ask”

“But…”

“Baby, do you want it or not?”he asks, patting your butt.

“I want it…”

“Then ask for it”he says.

“Fine”you huff, “can you please buy me a satin bonnet?”

“Of course cutie, you know where my card is”

-He doesn’t really get too involved? Not that he’s not interested in you, he just doesn’t see a point in stepping in when you’ve already got a routine working for you.

-If it starts getting too late and you’re still not finished, he’ll order take out and park himself in front of you to feed you. If he cares about anything more than you, it’s feeding you. Dating Seungmin is constantly having your physical needs be met, his romantic love language is taking care of his partners.

-you have never been so hydrated,fed and rested in your life.

-the minute it hits 9pm and you’re still twisting he mean mugs you until you spit out a takeout order.

“Boy, stop looking at me”you say raising a brow.

“Jjajangmyeon?”he says in response.

“Huh?”you answer.

“Tteokbeokki?”he questions, narrowing his eyes.

“Seungmin, once again. Huh???”you ask.

He stares at you for a few more seconds before realization crosses his face. He nods and pulls out his phone.

“Burrito bowls”he says and that’s the most sure he’s sounded in the past few minutes. You blink a few times, how did he know you wanted a burrito bowl-

“You still like mint choco ice cream?”he says, after a few seconds of tapping on his phone.

“Yes?”

“Done. 35 minutes” and that’s the last thing he says. You blink again and just go back to twisting.

Jeongin 정인

-Idk why I get these vibes but I feel like Innie takes this time as the initiative to spill his soul to you???

-I’m talking thoughts, questions,concerns,conspiracies all just word vomit out of him because he can’t keep quiet in general around you.

-he can boarder on annoying when he’s just trying to be affectionate so as long as you put your boundaries in place he’ll respect them ofc. But I’m talking pinching your cheeks, cooing at you, laying himself across your lap, grabbing at your chest—the entire works

it’s giving goo goo ga ga I got your milky 🍼

-ESPECIALLY if you’re younger than him, you become his little baby. If he’s not in your lap, you’re in his. Being the youngest in the group yet the oldest at home puts him in a little bit of a funky position so having you around means he has someone to take care of and it makes him feel useful.

-you find it a little fucking DIFFICULT to detangle your hair with his arms around you, but you guys make it work.

-he’s spooked by detangling—poor baby doesn’t wanna hurt you—but he is 100% down to help with washing and conditioning.

-his favorite thing to do is spray your hair with the spray bottle while you do detangle tho, and since he’s another little shit your shirt and neck will be getting soaked.

-I feel like if Innie likes anything he likes pre wash day preparations the most? Sitting in bed after sleeping in, helping you take down your hair. He was a little

👁👄👁?????

at first but once you explained that it didn’t hurt he found the repetition to be soothing, and you weren’t complaining. Four hands work faster than two.

-will steal your little rubber bands to put his hair in pigtails

Gets popped cause those little rubber bands don’t grow on trees🙄

-accidentally spilled your leave in conditioner and genuinely saw murder in your eyes

-he doesn’t touch your products anymore

[haezen]

Hi!! I think the last time I sent you an ask was around two weeks ago, I can finally go on a mild break lol. I was wondering if I could request a military au with sakusa or if it’s much better for you to do a hogwarts one instead! Anyways, it’s no worries if you cannot but have a nice day/night :)

hi anon!! here's a lil hogwarts sakusa for u ^-^  sorry i took so long! im not sure how i feel about this one, but i figured i made you wait long enough. so here u go :D

pairing: slytherin!sakusa x reader

PART TWO is out now!

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the first time you’d ever laid eyes on your crush, sakusa kiyoomi, was in the library at hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. 

 sakusa kiyoomi (aka “the prettiest slytherin to ever exist in the history of hogwarts!” claimed your best friend) was one of the most famous quidditch players and one of the most promising scholars. yet, he happened to be sitting there in that perfect, sunny spot near the back of the library: the spot you’d been eyeing until you saw his dark, curly hair occupying the whole table.

for the first few weeks, when you’d come in at your usual time, hoping that the spot would be free, he’d be there before you and he always sat in the same spot.

then one day, it was just his spot. 

he often kept to himself despite the friends he’d made playing on the quidditch team. while his teammates could be seen teasing and hanging around the dark-haired boy, it wasn’t rare to see sakusa act like they didn’t exist. that was, perhaps, his favorite method of getting people to leave him alone.

 over the course of the semester, you began to take an interest in sakusa. 

sakusa, you realized, liked sitting by the window because that lessened the chances of people sitting near him. his table was secluded and in the back of the library, which meant that anyone who’d roam the aisles of books would still not be able to find him unless they were looking for him. he sat on the side against the wall, so that the warm sunlight that would often shine through the huge, open windows would hit his table perfectly. 

you’d sit on the opposite side of the aisle and across the room, and that meant you got a great, uninterrupted view of the quiet and brooding slytherin. 

you noticed the books he liked reading were books about muggles. it made you wonder why he took such a liking to the topic — considering he came from an affluent, pure-blood wizarding family. everybody in the wizarding world (and even some in the human world!) knew who the sakusas were, for it was unusual if the average wizarding person didn’t know who the family was. (especially because every member of the family was well known for having a particularly niche talent)  

it was also famously known that sakusa kiyoomi hated germs; he always had a mask hiding his face and the only people that knew what he looked like were people who went to see him play. you were not one of those people.

you hoped that you’d get to see the bottom half of his face one day — but seeing his gorgeous dark eyes and abnormally long eyelashes was sufficient for you at the moment. 

as the weeks went by, observing and learning new things about sakusa kiyoomi  became one of your favorite pastimes. most of the time, he would just sit there and just read, leaving you the perfect opportunity to admire his beauty from afar. 

he’d rarely ever do his homework and no one ever came to visit his table.  well, it was obvious why no one would sit at his table.

 that’s because sakusa kiyoomi was a person you’d never want to approach. especially because his presence is so overwhelmingly intimidating.

you also noticed that girls would roam the aisles of the library, and upon seeing sakusa sitting alone by the window, they’d stop and sneakily try to admire him. it’s like they were trying to muster up enough courage to make a move.  after the first few girls, the information spread like wildfire. most of the time, their staring and hesitance was obnoxiously distracting because you knew that they’d come to the library with the knowledge that sakusa often hung out in the back. all you could do was laugh quietly at their fruitless attempts and hesitance in approaching him because of his strong presence. 

no one had enough courage to approach him yet.

it took about two months before you finally interacted with sakusa. you remember your first encounter with him vividly. when you arrived at your usual time, you glanced over to sakusa’s spot to see that he was nowhere to be found. you thought it was strange considering that he was always there before you and well into reading whatever book he chose that day. as you settled into your chair and laid out all your things for your study session, an hour passed by. 

and finally, in walks sakusa.

he doesn’t bother to look your way, per usual, as he heads towards his spot; but as you watch him take his seat and settle in, you notice his unusual behavior. 

he moves slower than what can be considered a normal pace, and as he sits down, he sinks down into his chair like he’s melting. he rests his head on the back of the chair and with his eyes closed, he sighs loudly. note: loudly enough to make you look up at him from your books.

you force yourself to stop staring at him in fear that he’ll catch you and turn to you with a stern look and furrowed eyebrows. (you like to imagine every scenario possible in order to be prepared for it, in the unlikely event that it actually happens) 

as you flip through your books as an attempt to focus on your homework and find the answer you’re looking for, he indirectly commands your attention again by sneezing multiple times. the sound makes you flinch because of the sheer volume of it. out of habit and without a second thought, you mutter, “bless you.”

he turns.

when he meets your eyes for the first time, you realize he is looking at you like that because he never knew you were there to begin with. 

you are just a stranger.

“thanks.” he replies politely and his voice is shockingly deep and even has a rasp to it.

as you sit there, thinking about that bewildering expression on his face(well, what you can see from his mask), you want to be offended that it seems he never once noticed your presence. but, you choose to focus on something else. even though you’d never heard a word come out of his mouth before, you know it to be true. that’s when you put two and two together to realize that the infamous germaphobe of slytherin has come (back down to earth) with a cold.

 (after this encounter, this is the only word you hear from sakusa for a long time. you committed his voice to memory the moment he said it.)

eventually, he just stops reading the book he brought. he closes the book–this time, it was a book called twilight, you think but it was hard to decipher the title from afar—and gently lays it down to rest his head on his arms. his eyes flutter shut and he sniffs as quietly as he can manage. as you look onto his sleepy figure, you decide that it’d be a shame to let this opportunity go to waste. 

you head off to the kitchens. on the walk there, you ponder all the things you’d say once you returned to the library. would you even say anything at all? what could possibly be said to the scariest slytherin you’ve ever met?

the elves' eyes shoot to you as you waltz inside, greeting you with cheery hello’s. you decline their generous offers to make the tea for you and insist that you must do it yourself.  you brew the tea, say your goodbyes and head back to the library.

when you return, sakusa has fully fallen asleep. his breathing (because you can hear it from your table) is slightly ragged and he sleeps as if he hasn’t slept properly in days. you tip-toe to his table and set down the tea cup in front of him as carefully as you can while watching closely to see if you’d disturbed him in the process. with a sigh of relief at success, you go back to your spot and continue to study.

 he actually slept for a while after that and you’d gotten lost in your studies. stuck in your own world, you failed to see the signs of a sleepy sakusa start to stir and wake up. as he lifts his head up groggily, you try your hardest to ignore him so he doesn’t suspect you were responsible for it. when he notices the cup of tea in front of him, he looks around curiously before dipping the tip of his finger in the cup; you assume he does so to check the temperature. then, sakusa pulls out his wand, and effortlessly casts a simple spell. he pulls his mask down to his chin and out of the corner of your eyes, you sneak a glimpse at his face. 

he is just as breathtaking as you imagined.

now, he can enjoy the tea made just for him by the generosity of a kind stranger, at just the right temperature to soothe his aching throat.

you smile to yourself when he hums in delight.

this continues on for a while. since the two of you had a routine, you made sure to get to the library early enough to leave a piping hot cup of tea – until you decided that he was well again. 

he obviously wasn’t sick anymore, but you liked the glimpse of joy that flashed in his eyes upon seeing a cup of tea waiting for him. 

today, you were running late. you slept in dangerously late, and only had twenty minutes to study before your exam today. when you walked into the library and headed towards your table, there was a cup of tea waiting for you. your heart almost fell to the floor at the sight of it because it was made just how you make it for sakusa.

when you turn to sakusa, ready to thank him, you discover that his nose is shoved into a book. you smile to yourself, knowing he isn’t watching your reaction.

as you sit down and daringly take a sip, you can’t help the hum of delight that follows. a sound that mirrored that of when sakusa first took a sip of the tea you made for him, weeks ago.

the two of you ignore each other like usual, both enjoying the quiet atmosphere of the library while doing your own work. as you take the last sip of your tea, you can’t help but glance over at sakusa. he’s packing up to leave and as he stands up, he hooks his finger around his mask to pull it down, baring his face to you. your cheeks flush. you’re touched by the gesture because you know how rarely sakusa is seen without his mask — you think he’d rather be caught dead than seen without it.

you realize you’re staring, unable to take your eyes off of the sight of his naked face. he’s usually used to the reaction, but to see it from you makes him feel uncharacteristically shy. 

“don’t expect this to be a regular thing.” he deadpans.

you wave him off, shaking your head. “i don’t expect anything, but thank you. it was really kind of you.”

sakusa never does anything for anyone else. he doesn’t have the time or energy to do anything out of the kindness of his own heart. but to be called kind, especially by you, someone who he has never talked to, makes him feel unsure. 

when he arrived at the library on that one day, feeling sick and more irritable than normal,  seeing his favorite flavor of tea waiting for him at his spot warmed his cold heart. who knew sakusa kiyoomi had one?

he just had to return the favor. to know that he might owe someone a favor bothered him to no end. sakusa told himself that he was simply just returning the favor and not because he wanted an excuse to talk to you, because he doesn’t need friends. but when he saw the genuine look of happiness on your face, he realized that he might like doing things for other people – okay, maybe just you. 

he reminds himself that he doesn’t have the time for anyone else (komori and atsumu demand enough of his attention) but he supposes if he can see that look on your face one more time, putting a little effort in might be worth it. 

he hums in response, pulling his mask back up and he starts to head out. 

“sakusa!” you call out, a little louder than what’s deemed acceptable in the library.

he casts a glance over his shoulder. 

“thank you again.” you smile warmly at him and he thinks his heart might just explode. the tips of his ears flush red and in a panic, he nods in acknowledgement because he doesn’t trust his voice.

and it did become a regular thing.