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[kakiwrites]

the eventful internship

Genre: fluff??

A shuntarou chishiya x reader

Warning: manga/season 2 spoilers!! This story is tied to chishiya's backstory so please look away

Synopsis: shuntarou chishiya is the most interesting person on your first day of internship. Why was he always smirking? Why did he always hang back and stay far from the others? Why does your heart beat out of your chest when you see him?

a/n: GUESS WHO'S BACK!! I have chishiya fever bcs of that stupid trailer with our lovely boyyyyy!! So here, have this little intern romance fic! Sorry if the pacing/flow is wonky, i’m a bit rusty-

They say the first day is always the hardest.

You've always wanted to be a doctor. It's been your lifelong dream. After how many years of med school, you were finally able to get an internship at a hospital in Tokyo. To say you were nervous would be an understatement. It was your first day. Anything can happen. Your hands were shaking and sweaty as you entered the hospital, excited and anxious to see the place you'll be staying at and meeting your fellow interns.

Surprisingly, things were going smoothly. You introduced yourself to your fellow interns flawlessly. Your resident was nice and showed you the ropes, and your rounds were silent. The patients were understanding and nice. There wasn't really anything noteworthy that day. 

Well, there was someone.

You took notice of a long, blonde-haired man who stood in the back of the room most of the time. Chishiya, the other interns called him. He kept his distance from the group, always wearing some sort of smirk on his face. It was interesting, to say the least. Why was he always smiling like that? Did he think he was better than everyone else? Is he actually better than everyone else?

You wanted to learn more.

So you decided to ask the other interns about him. "oh, chishiya?" one of them asked, subtly gesturing to the blonde male for confirmation. You nodded your head at them. "He stays a step behind everyone, but you'll be surprised he's already answering the resident's questions and giving diagnoses without a hitch. He always has this smirk on his face and," the intern shivered. You assumed the cocky look on chishiya's face flashed in their mind. "I don't know. He's just so intimidating. You should stay away from him,"

You knew you should've listened. They've been with him for longer than you have. but you couldn't shake the growing feeling of wanting to get to know him. You wanted to talk to him, see what he's like with your own eyes. 

That leads you to your current predicament, you and Chishiya standing in the back in silence while you watch the resident perform a couple of tests on a patient.

You wanted to start a conversation with him, maybe a hello and introduce yourself but his dead eyes were fixated on the procedure in front of you as if he didn't notice your presence lingering beside him.

You glanced at him from time to time. Maybe he was just a passionate guy, absorbed in the lecture. Maybe he was just ignoring you, not wanting to deal with the curious, naïve fresh meat or maybe-

"you should keep your eyes on the procedure instead of staring at me, newbie," chishiya said, his brown eyes still fixed on the resident's movements. His tone was just what you expected,  light and mocking. With his hands stuffed in his white coat and his smirk never leaving his face, his whole demeanor gave off a sort of superior vibe. He felt like he was above everyone else. With that confidence, he just might be.

You didn't know if you were more intimidated or interested.

You opened your mouth to apologize only to be interrupted by the louder voice in the front. "so, can anyone tell me the next step of this exam?" the resident asked, their eyes scanning all the other interns who diverted their gazes to avoid being called. Those eyes finally landed on you. Your throat felt dry as you watched the resident open their mouth to call on you. You definitely weren't paying attention. What was the procedure anyway? Can you just make up your answer? Maybe you can answer it with common sense. You quickly try to remember what the procedure was and its previous steps but came up empty. You braced yourself for your first embarrassment of the day.

Before your name could even leave the resident's lips, the tall blonde beside you spoke up, the air growing light as he recited the next few steps in great detail. It was like he was reading it straight from the textbook. He was just repeating everything from the top of his head.

Wow, he really was above everyone else.

You only realized you were staring when Chishiya turned to look at you, his smirk growing wider and his stance growing taller, it was like his ego was growing every second you kept your eyes on him. "am I really that interesting?"

You were taken aback at the question. "wha-"

"You've been staring for quite a while. Can't take your eyes off me?"

You feel your cheeks heat up. He just saved you from humiliation, and you had the audacity to stare at him like he was some kind of painting. You tried to explain yourself, but the words kept getting stuck in your throat. Chishiya laughed at your struggle.

Before you could say something, your group began to head off to a different area for your rounds. Chishiya followed behind them, leaving you in the dust as you tried to regain your thoughts.

What the fuck just happened?

You quickly scrambled to catch up to the group. You glanced at Chishiya once more. He must’ve felt so cool with his antics earlier. You wanted to tell him off. You wanted to to tell him that showing off his knowledge was unnecessary, that you could've handled it, and that his cocky, high attitude is why the other interns are so afraid of him. But you couldn't bring yourself to do that. So you went with the next best thing.  "sorry… for causing you trouble," you apologized, keeping your gaze on the floor. Chishiya didn't bat an eye at your apology, seemingly ignoring you.

"I'm (y/n) by the way," you said, wanting to change the subject. Chishiya only chuckled at your attempt.

"if it'll get you off my tail, I'm chishiya," the blonde said, not even glancing at you. "now, let me tell you something, newbie," he stopped in his tracks. You looked up from the floor, confused. What did he just call you? You stopped to look back at him.

"the name's (y/n)-"

"right, I don't care," he brushed it off, swatting the air carelessly. "why don't you waddle back to the other interns and stuck-ups, listen to the resident, and finally leave me alone, yeah?"

Chishiya took a second to savor your stunned expression before heading off to catch up to the other interns.

The next few weeks went by like a blur as you were swamped with new patients, more paperwork, and more interactions with Chishiya.

Despite his words on your first day, he didn't seem to mind your presence when you chose to keep standing beside him in the back of the group.

After that close call with the resident, you vowed never to embarrass yourself like that again. You kept close attention to what they were discussing and made sure to hit the books every once in a while. You were able to answer a handful of the resident's questions before Chishiya could even show off.

"looks like I have my work cut out for me," Chishiya muttered with that same sing-song tone once again after you beat him to the punch. You turned to glance at him. He was sporting his usual smirk. Only this time, you can see a notable scrunch on his brow, his eye twitching in annoyance.

You would do anything to see that frustrated expression again. 

And so the rivalry began.

To other interns, you and Chishiya had been as close as ever. You would be seen sitting at the same table together, studying, talking to one another in hushed tones, and standing next to one another as you took turns answering the resident. In their eyes, you were the new dynamic duo. If one of you were there, the other wouldn't be too far away.

Everybody wanted to have what you have.

If only they knew what was really happening.

What looked to be innocent study sessions were actually heated quiz bees where you placed a set amount of time on reading as much as you could from the textbook and then rapid-fire questions at one another until the timer ended. Whenever one of you gets the answer wrong, which is rare, the other would gloat hard.

"pfft," chishiya chuckled mockingly at you, watching you struggle to answer his question. "it's such an elementary question, newbie. Here i was thinking we were equals,"  The timer on your phone was close to 0 but your brain doesn't want to recall the answer.

"i'm trying, okay?" you said, frustrated. Your alarm hit 0, the beep irritatingly loud in your ears. You looked up from the table to see chishiya smirking at you, amused by your failure.

"dear (y/n) can't even remember that the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell?"

"IT WAS ON THE TIP OF MY TONGUE OKAY?"

The hushed whispers were actually just the two of you taunting and annoying one another. At first, it was hard not to let chishiya's teasing remarks get on your nerves, but with time, you could start living with it.

"aww, you couldn't even get a word in earlier~" you said, nudging him as you walked to your next patient.

Chishiya could only snarl at you as he silently continued walking, not wanting to give into your teasing.

He retaliated by speeding and leaving you in the hallway, where you proceeded to get lost for the next thirty minutes. 

Finally, What looked to be simple acts of chivalry were actually the two of you fighting tooth and nail to answer the resident first.

"you bitch, I know this. move," you said confidently, shoving chishiya out of the way to be seen over other interns’ shoulders. That method seemed to work as the resident called on you and you recited your answer.

 You were shocked to see the resident shake their head. "ah, but you're missing something, (y/n)," the resident pointed out, looking around for any other hands wanting to answer.

You could feel chishiya's amused stare burning holes in the side of your head as he slowly raised his hand and got called.

With his grating, teasing voice, he answered the question. The resident greeted his answer with a smile and a confirming nod.

You weren't sure why the other interns want to have what you have.

Maybe they wanted someone to annoy them every second of the day. Maybe they want the privilege of getting an academic rival.

Or maybe they want to experience the unintentional touches, the longing gazes, and feel their heartbeat quicken when he gets close.

You dismissed that last thought. That was what you felt. Chishiya would never let himself feel that way, right?

Right?

You didn't want to take any chances. You needed to ride your feelings out before they get worse before chishiya catches on and gets affected.

Before he uses your feelings to his advantage and breaks your heart.

So you did what you thought was best.

You started to distance yourself.

Instead of standing next to chishiya during your rounds, you chose to stand in front of the group. Instead of bugging him like you usually do, you kept silent and avoided his questioning gaze. And Instead of barging into his little bubble during your breaks, You chose to sit at a different table this time, leaving him alone with his textbooks and notes.

It didn't take long for chishiya to catch on.

He didn't know why but he felt empty without your teasing smiles and your soft voice. He felt empty without your nudging and your competitive spirit.

He felt empty without you.

Your plan of avoiding him was short-lived, however when Chishiya pulled you out of the group and into one of the quieter hallways.

Chishiya could only let out a soft, irritated breath. "mind telling me why you stopped bugging me?" he asked. 

"Maybe because I want to stop bugging you?" you answered with common sense. That wasn't the answer Chishiya was looking for.

"that's the thing," Chishiya said, annoyed at your answer. "you always make it a point to bug me one way or another. You stand next to me in the back every day even though I specifically told you not to. You sit at my table and insist we study together when I can study just fine on my own. You always start bickering in my ear, and it just annoys me to no end-"

"If you're annoyed, why are you looking for answers? I'm already leaving you alone; isn't that enough?"

"I want to know why. Why did you suddenly stop? Why now?"

You crossed your arms over your chest. Should you tell him the true reason why you were distancing yourself from him? how your heartbeat begins to quicken every time he gets near? How your breath hitches every time he smirks at you?

Should you tell chishiya that you fell for him?

You finally looked at the blonde man in front of youu, looking into his expectant brown eyes. You willed yourself to open your mouth, to spill your thoughts, your symptoms, your feelings. You willed yourself to tell the truth.

 only to be interrupted by the loud crackle of fireworks and the bright hospital lights suddenly turning off.

CLIFFHANGER WOOP WOOP- sorry if the ending seems a bit rushed. I've been working on this piece for a while and I am honestly running out of writing juice- sorry if this isn't on par with my normal writing- I'm still a bit rusty! Hope you guys enjoyed!!

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Tea for two 🫖

warnings: none! just pure fluff <3

pairing: Bob Floyd x f! reader (no y/n)

description: Bob takes you out to a garden for a special tea date. (wc 1k+)

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a/n: hi ! first i wanted to thank everyone who read my first fic & liked/reblogged it 🫶 i’m so pleased to know you all enjoyed it as much as i did writing it! the idea for this new fic came to me & i felt an urge to write about it with none other than Bob Floyd :,) i loved writing this, so i really hope you like it. likes & comments are great! reblogs are appreciated too :)) tysm again🥰🩷

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your sweet Bobby was tagging you along today for a tea date out at a garden. you couldn’t dream of a more perfect time.

you were in between two dresses to wear, having just been freshly out of the shower & deciding on doing a subtle makeup look. you liked the blue dress because it’s summery & matched Bob’s eye color to a T. but you also liked the sage green one with little flowers decorated on it because it reminded you of spring when you had first met Bob & it also happened to be his favorite color too. after a few seconds on deciding throughly and carefully, you went with the sage green one knowing how much Bobs face will light up once he sees you in it.

you were finishing up on your makeup, still in a towel & your hair in a messy updo. your phone buzzed from its place on the table near you & you checked to see who it was. already knowing that it was your bf, letting you know that he was leaving home & would be there soon to pick you up.

you smiled at the contact photo you had for him. it was from last year when you & Bob went on an impromptu roadtrip to Maryland where it had started to snow the day you two arrived. this was one of the rare occasions where Bob had some time off of work. the snow had built up quite a bit & you two decided to go ice-skating at a local rink in town. it consisted of you & Bob holding onto each other for dear life because you both couldn’t quite keep your balance. the ice being so slick and slippery. afterwards you headed over to a cafe nearby & grabbed some hot cocoa. just enjoying each others company & the warmth. it was such a special night that you wanted to remember forever. so red-nosed Bobby, bundled up in his coat, with a huge smile on his face and a picturesque snow landscape behind him was what you chose for his contact photo. it was a happy memory that you’d never ever want to forget.

snapping yourself out of your thoughts and reminiscing, you quickly realized that you didn’t have much time remaining to get ready. knowing that bob would be here soon. you took down your hair & gave it a nice brush. you took the two pieces in the front, deciding to do a half up-half down do & securing it with a pretty pink bow. you slipped on the flowery sage green dress & ran to grab your sandals. you did all your last minute touches deodorant, perfume, and added on some jewelry to complete the look. you did a little twirl in your full-length mirror, excited & pleased with yourself. you knew today was gonna be a good day.

you suddenly heard the sound of a knock on your apartment door, signaling that Bob was finally here for your date. you grabbed your vintage crossbody purse that you brought everywhere with you & your phone. you took once last glance at yourself in the mirror & quickly headed to the door. you opened it, revealing your boyfriend.

he was wearing a baby blue short sleeved button up shirt with some kaki dress pants and the grey shoes you had gotten him for his birthday earlier this year. his hair wasn’t slicked into a comb over like it normally was. it had no product in it, & instead sat freely & fluffily atop his head. his whispy little curls that you loved were making an appearance. his wide framed glasses were covering his doe eyes & a wide smile was spread across his face at the very sight of you.

“hi honey. you look beautiful.” he stepped forward and ran a light hand over the fabric of your dress at the ends of the skirt, noticing the little details of the flowers designed onto it. you let out a giggle & reached to take his hand into yours interlocking them together. pulling his hand up to your mouth, you left a lingering kiss there.

“you don’t look too bad yourself handsome, i love what did with your hair today. i can run my fingers through your curls.” which you proceeded to do. not being able to help yourself, reaching up and lightly pushing a strand of hair back that fell in front of his forehead. his cheeks started to heat up at your gentle touch & a blush creeped along his cheeks. you two had been together for over a year & you still had such an effect on one another. it truly was an amazing thing.

for a few seconds you stood there just admiring each other until Bob spoke up not wanting to ruin this little moment, but he knew that you two had a reservation at the tea garden at 3. you knew how Bob didn’t like being late to things. so you walked hand in hand to his truck & hopped in heading off to your destination.

40 minutes later…

you two finally arrived at the place. eager & looking forward to see what awaits you. you knew just by the looks of the pale yellow cottage covered in leafy vines with a little stone path used to enter through to get to the back garden was nothing short of dreamy.

“you ready my love?” Bob asks you, giving a little stretch of his arms, as you both had been in the car for some amount of time.

“yes. i’m ready Bobby.” you smiled softly at him, adjusting your dress a bit before you get out of the car & slipping your sandals back onto your feet. you both hop out of his truck, lock arms & head inside.

you are greeted by a lovely older woman, who brightly welcomes you in & leads you to the back. you turn to look at Bob & he returns a look, widening his eyes in excitement like a kid on christmas morning. you started to think to yourself that he may have set this up more for himself than you. suppressing a chuckle, you pecked his cheek & followed the older woman outside.

your eyes widen at the view in front of you. it’s more magical than you could’ve ever imagined it to be. tables were set up all along a fresh cut lawn, colorful flower beds adorned along the grass, with tall trees & thorn bushes surrounding the area too. you felt like you had been swept away to some version of wonderland. a koi pond was also off to the side, with fishes swimming soundly. you could hear the sounds of birds chirping & bees buzzing around you. there were a few people already sat at their tables and having their own conversations.

the woman showed you to your own little table & bid you a good time. you thanked her & she was on her way back into the cottage. Bob reached over the table to lock your hands together, looking directly into your eyes.

“so what do you think? i think it’s pretty neat if you ask me.” he inquires excitedly.

you squeezed his hands in yours, letting out an enthusiastic response,

“i think it’s absolutely breathtaking. you really know how to make a girls dreams come true Bobby.” he knew how much & how long you’ve waited to go to a place this. you always talked about it & now you are here, experiencing it with your favorite person in the whole world.

Bob couldn’t help but let out a giggle at your words, pleased to know you loved the place just as much as he did.

before you knew it, a white porcelain tea pot decorated in purple & green butterflies comes to your table with your mugs to match. mini sandwiches were also brought out to enjoy too. Bob poured both of you some tea & you clinked your cups together. The tea was divine, a mixture of different fruits & yummy flavors infused into it. you both were admittedly starving at this point & excited to eat the food. you heard Bob let out a mhmm after his first bite & you just knew he was in heaven. Bob wasn’t picky about what he ate & it didn’t have to be much either. he was a foodie at heart. you too were in heaven, sipping your tea & basking in the moment. you both shared countless laughs with your tea cups in hand & your tummies full. you conversed about random topics from music to movies, to what was going on in this group chat that Bob was forced into by some of his buddies back at Top Gun.

“hold on. Hangman paid Rooster $20 bucks to do what?!” you questioned, wide eyed & in shock at what Bob had just told you. He laughed at your reaction & continued to spill on all of the shenanigans & incidents that have conspired within the group of his fellow naval aviators.

you seriously could talk to Bob for hours on end. he was such a good conversationalist & an even better listener. you wanted to live in this moment with him forever. you felt so lucky to have someone like Bob in your life. he was like a dream.

the sun was now starting to set. the sky displaying a cascade of colors. an array of pinks & oranges were scattered up above. you & Bob had had enough tea for the day. so stuffed & pleased from the peaceful afternoon you two shared together. Bob got up from his seat, inviting you to lay down with him on the ground & gaze up at the picture perfect sky. you instinctively rested your head onto his shoulder, as he leaned his head against your head. he was about to speak up, but you beat him to it.

“today was incredible. i can’t thank you enough for taking me here. i love you Bobby.”

Bob pulled you close into his chest, wrapping his arms lovingly around you & breathing in your sweet scent & the fresh air. he kissed your head & returned back with,

“i love you more sweetheart, more than you’ll ever know.”

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[wikifuck]

Writeblr intro

Hello! I'm KAKi, I go by he/him and I write original fiction (I suppose if I were to find a fandom I liked I would write fanfiction too)

About my writing:

I like writing character-based stories, so my main genre is romance, but I love learning and branching out. I like having a "gimmick" in my work, so I often write fantasy because magic gives more variety.

I like writing short stories and novellas that usually turn into series. I want my work to be easy to jump into and satisfying to put down once you are done reading. This is probably a bad marketing tactic, but I don't mind being unmarketable.

I generally strive to write stuff I would myself want to read. This means grounded, soft and cosy stuff where most conflict comes from the world and not from the relationships. I don't really care for melodrama. I had a traumatic childhood, so I like seeing the characters I like happy and thriving. I also try to keep my casts of characters diverse and nuanced, feeling more like real people than characters. Is this an impossible task? Maybe, but I like having a goal to work toward.

You can find my Wattpad and my first book here. I have so far published a fantasy romance novella, a collection of fantasy short stories and some standalone horror short stories.

My WIPs:

You can find the post containing my WIPs here

Genres:

-Fluffy Romance

-Fantasy

About me:

I was born in 2002 and I live in Finland

I started writing regularly in 2020, but I have been a storyteller all my life. I lost quite a few friends as a kid due to info dumping to them about my stories too much ^^'

I'm neurodivergent and part of the lgbta+ community

I have a fascination with psychology and families/family trees, and I incorporate both into my writing

I would like to be a director of my own show one day

Why am I here?

I started this blog in hopes of finding new friends, finding mentors and peers who like reading/writing and getting feedback on my writing and how to improve the way I write characters from different groups and backgrounds.

I would like to encourage constructive feedback on this page as much as possible. As an autistic person, I find the lack of feedback in my normal life frustrating.

Suggest me things, ask me things, infodump to me about the shit you like, introduce me to your fav Thing and get me to make it my whole personality for a week!

When it comes to beta and alpha reading, I'm of course always looking for new ones as my projects move forward, and I will also do it for you in bite-sized chunks.

For anyone worried about spam liking/reblogging/commenting, don't be. Give me all of it. And feel free to tag me in any games, tho maybe DM me how they work first in case I'm too chickenshit to ask.

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✨Top 5 fav songs at the moment ✨

I was tagged by @tragedybunny - thanks so much for the tag!

In no particular order:

1. Too Sweet By Hozier

2. Night after Sidewalk by Kaki King

3. Heart you been Tendin’ by Tyler Childers

4. Don’t Go by Christopher by Dennis Coleman

5. Our Deepest Secrets by Johannes Bornlöf

No pressure tagging: @ollysoxisfree @avocado-writing @littol-rascal @vixstarria @astarionancuntnin

[fufflebutt]

been getting a lot of traction on here bc of my raditz stuff, so ig i'll share my writing here too

ASCENSIONS is my main work, a passion project about a decade in development, featuring Raditz and my oc Kaki as the main protagonists. only four chapters out right now, but there's more coming :3

Like You Wouldn't Have Done It to Me, Too is a oneshot set in the same continuity as Ascensions that may be featured as a chapter later, but otherwise it's standalone. also features Raditz and Kaki

if you like my funny art about our saiyan guy, you'd probably like all this too, since my art is supplemental to it all!!

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Double Trouble {Seresin Sister}

Pairings: Bradley Bradshaw x Seresin!Reader

Warnings: swearing, mentions of alcohol, typical Hangman

Word count: 2.1k

Summary: Y/N “Nyx” Seresin is called back to the one place she never thought she’d go back to, Top Gun. You had zero idea what was so urgent that needed not only you, but the other best pilots to come out of the academy. Mixed feelings came about when your brother, Jake, is also called back. Being MIA the last year put a strain on your relationship, but a certain pilot is there to help you through it all.  

A/N: Hi everyone! I’ve been obsessed with this movie and decided to write another series! A Ghost Playing Hangman will continue on as well, so hang in there if the updates are a little slower. Trying to split my time between the two and give you all the best I can offer! So excited to share this with you all!!

Part 1 Part 2

You walked into the Hard Deck knowing that this is where you would find the other pilots. During your time at the academy, you spent many nights here trying to unwind from the craziness that Top Gun threw at you. The smell of salt water mixed with beer gave you a sense of familiarity as you walked into the bar, not knowing who you would find at those pool tables.

It didn’t take long for the feeling of excitement to fade away when the cocky blonde you’d been avoiding for close to a year now, was bragging to the other pilots about who knows what. Probably preaching that he’s the best to whoever will listen. You rounded the corner, and his eyes were quick to spot you, causing him to freeze. That grabbed the other pilot’s attention as they turned around to see what could’ve gotten Mr. cool calm and collected off his game.

You offered up a warm smile to the group and said, “Man, they must have been desperate if they called in Hangman.”

You heard a few of them laugh and one girl say, “Damn Bagman.”, but your eyes were still on your brother.

He straightened up at the comment and gave an all too well-known smirk. “Nyx. What an interesting surprise.”

From anyone else’s perspective, they would see the same front he has been putting up this whole time. But you knew better. The grip on the pool stick he was holding was too tight to be casual and the smirk didn’t meet his eyes. He was trying to figure out what to do and then only question you asked yourself was, “how is the big bad brother going to act around his friends?”

The girl’s voice you heard before drew your attention to her. “Nyx? Like after the Goddess of Night?”

You took in her neatly pulled back bun and spotless uniform as you nodded your head. “I do my best flying at night. The name seemed to stick.”

Everyone was in uniform but you, it appeared. Jeans and a Navy sweatshirt called your name, never really enjoying the bland colored kakis. “I’m Phoenix. This is Payback and Fanboy. You, umm, seem to know Hangman already.”

It was your turn to give him a smirk and you watched his eyes harden some. “Yeah, we go way back, don’t we Jake?” You knew the rest of the team took that the complete opposite direction you were intending. But that made it even better in this moment.

He put down his pool stick and crossed his arms, “Everyone, meet my little sister, Y/N.”

It took them all a second to digest that new piece of information, but a man in a Hawaiian shirt broke up the silence. “Holy shit. If it isn’t baby Seresin.” Bradley’s arms wrapped around you and pulled you in for a tight hug.

“Roo, what are you doing here?” He pulled back and looked up to take in the rest of the group.

“I assume I’m here for the same reason you are.” You knew there was some sort of beef between Bradley and your brother, but the look you saw on his face right now was murderous. “Hangman, you look good.”

You watched your brother fall back into his façade, “I am good.”

A bell rang out signaling someone broke one of Penny’s rules and drinks were on them. It broke up the group up as many of them scrambled to the bar for the chance of a free beer or two. Bradley looked over to you and asked how the reunion between your brother was. “Haven’t said too much but I can tell he’s pissed. Rightfully so. Ignoring him for as long as I have would probably do that.”

Bradley snorted, “Yeah, I would think so. You might want to talk to him soon though. Who knows why we are here, but it doesn’t look good. We don’t need both of you going at it the whole time.” You nodded your head in agreeance but wanted to avoid that conversation as long as humanly possible. “Does he know about Guam?”

Your heart nearly froze at those words, “No and I’d like to keep it that way.”

Phoenix came over and offered you a beer that you gladly took. “Thanks, love.”

She shook her head and smiled. “Now that I know who you are related to, it’s clear as day. Not only do you look exactly alike, but you do the stupid pet names like him.”

You knew your brother threw out the “sweetheart” and “darlin’” regularly. And you couldn’t help but let a few of yours slip every now and then. Growing up in Texas meant our vocabulary was a bit different than the rest. Never thought it would matter until now. “If it bothers you, I can try and stop. Emphasis on the try though.”

She gave you a surprised smile, “No it’s okay. Your brother just seems like he’s playing a smooth card when he uses them. I hate to be the one to ask but, are the two of you close? There were some weird vibes when you walked in.”

It was a fair question and one that you had planned to answer the second you saw him in this bar. “We used to be best friends growing up. The two of us were nearly inseparable until he went off and joined the Navy. While we tried to keep in touch, it made things tough. Things went downhill further when I joined and turned out to be just as good as him. After graduating Top Gun a few years back, we haven’t really been the same since. He means well and wants to look out for me, but we both know how hard it is to be a woman in a man’s job. I had to distance myself a bit and make my own name. We just never really picked things back up if that makes sense?”

She nodded her head and took a sip of her beer. “My family wasn’t too thrilled when I joined, and they don’t even understand the half of what we go through. I can see Hangman getting upset that his little sister is going to get called out to go on mission that would make another person cringe.”

It felt nice for once to have someone understand you. “You and Rooster?”

You looked over and saw a knowing smile, but all you could do was deny. “We met right after I graduated and went on a mission together. He actually didn’t like me at first, thanks to my ever so lovely brother. But he quickly realized I was in fact not a carbon copy of Jake and gave me a try. We’ve been friends since.”

Phoenix laughed, “I hate to tell you this, but the way you hold yourself screams Seresin.” This time you rolled your eyes.

“Something you can’t help.” The sound of a piano playing pulled your attention away from the brunette in front of you and saw Bradley doing what he does best.

“Come on.” You grabbed Phoenix’s hand and dragged her over to get a good spot. “Great Balls of Fire” was your mustached friends go to party trick, but it never failed to put you in a good mood. The whole bar had joined in at one point and you glanced back over your shoulder, catching the eye of your brother.

You gave him a small smile, in hopes of it being some sort of peace offering. Like Bradley said, we were going to have to fix our shit if we planned on working together. You were about to turn back around when you saw him give you a quick wink. And in that moment, you felt like everything was going to be alright.

The first day of training had everyone in edge. Maverick, one of the most well-known pilots to go through Top Gun, was your instructor and the mission he was training us on looked like something straight from hell. You snuck a few glances at the other pilots and saw they were on the same page as you. Confused on how it was going to be safely executed and curious on what 4 were going to be chosen.

You were all quickly broken into teams of 2 as we were dogfighting today. 2 of us against 1 of him didn’t seem like a fair fight until we saw the skill this man possessed. One of the pilots made a stupid ass bet to do 200 push-ups if you lose. Many of which were feeling the repercussions of it now. You were one of the last to go, right before Rooster, and maybe it was some terrible joke, but he paired you with your brother. The two of us had similar flying styles, but there was one huge difference between us.

“Did you just leave me? What in the actual hell, Jake?”

“Gotta look out for myself.”

You had heard stories of the new nickname “Bagman”, but you never thought he would leave his own sister out to dry. Maverick had quickly banked behind you and knew he was going to try and single you off first. You did everything you could think of, including narrowly missing the side of the rock formations, but nothing shook him.

“Are you planning on helping at all or are you too chicken shit to show your face?”

You knew it wouldn’t get him to help, but you wanted to make him realize how stupid he was being. “I thought you could handle yourself. I mean after all, you completely cut me out of your life this past year.”

You shook your head and kept your mouth shut. Jake knew you had a short fuse, and he was going to use that to his advantage. Nothing was going to get in the way of him becoming team leader and you were fed up with it already. And it was only day 1.

The sound of missile lock flooded your ears, and you ripped your mask off knowing you had been beaten. It didn’t take long for your brother to follow suit and you had every intention of meeting him on the runway. Landing and exiting the aircraft were done as swiftly as possible in order to not miss your brother walking in. His dumb cocky smirk was the first thing you saw and you all but threw your helmet at him.

“What the fuck, Jake? I knew you were selfish out there, but I didn’t realize you were selfish enough to leave your own family stranded out there!”

His smirk fell and was replaced with what looked like frustration. “You want to talk about selfish? What family cuts the other one out for over a year?”

You ran a hand through your hair and yelled back, “The ones who are trying their damn hardest not to let you down!”

His face morphed into confusion, but a body stepped in between the two of you before any more questions could be asked. “That’s enough. Go see Hondo about your push-ups. And if I hear anymore arguing from either of you, 200 more push-ups will be owed. Am I clear?” You kept your eyes on your brother but answered Maverick, “Yes, sir.”

The two of you did your push-ups in silence as Hondo counted them out. 200 came faster than you thought but running on pure adrenaline will do that. Grabbing your helmet, you started walking to the hanger to leave for the day. A hand wrapped around your bicep and forced you to stop. “What, Jake?” The anger and cockiness had faded, and he showed nothing but concern. “What happened last year? What happened for you to push me out?” You tried to stay mad at him, but the memoires of Guam started to reply in your head.

“Something bad enough that even you would feel pity for me. And I would rather you hate me than feel sorry for me.” His hand dropped and for the first time in a very long while, Jake was speechless.

A/N: Part one is done! What did you like or not like? I love all your comments! Tags are always open! Thank you for reading!!

[the-banana-0verlord]

Answer some or all I wanna know more about you 👁️👁️

Do you have freckles? 

 Do you drink tea or coffee? How do you take it? 

What was the last song you listened to? 

Do you sleep on your back, stomach or side? 

Do you sleep with a stuffed animal? 

Do you prefer drawing or writing? 

What’s your ideal number of blankets to sleep with? 

What’s your favorite band/artist? 

When is your birthday? 

How tall are you? 

What color are your eyes? 

Who are five (or more) people you want to hug right now? 

Fears? 

What’s your favorite color? 

What’s your favorite season? 

Want any tattoos? What of? 

Want any piercings? Where? 

Who is the last person you texted? 

Do you have a best friend? How long have you been friends? 

What/who do you miss? 

How was your day today? 

How much sleep did you get last night? 

Do you believe in aliens? 

When was the last time you cried? Why? 

What’s your favorite decade? 

What are some seemingly childish things you like? 

What’s your favorite book? Or just one you’ve read a few times? 

How are you, really? 

Does it take you a long time to make decisions? 

What are you looking forward to in the near future? 

What are you looking forward to in the distant future? 

If you could go anywhere right now, where would you go? 

Do you sleep with your door open or closed? 

What’s your favorite flower? 

Do you currently have a squish? 

Do you like your middle name? 

Do you prefer dogs or cats? 

Do you have any phobias? 

Do you stay up late?

Do you like the beach? Do you prefer it sunny or cloudy? 

What’s your favorite cartoon? 

Tag 5 of your favorite blogs

Do you have siblings? How many? 

Who was the last person you said “I love you” to? 

Is there anyone you would die for? 

What do you need when you’re sad? 

Have you memorized your phone number? 

Who’s someone you can trust with your life? 

What does your last text say? 

Wild Card. Any question, ask away. 

Alright, ill try lmao

1.no, i dont have freckles!

2. I WISHED i found Coffee and tea good because its so aesthetic but it tastes bad imo

3. I checked my spotify and its girls just wanna have fun by cyndi lauper so i suppose its that

4.i move a lot but i usually end up on my side.

5. I move too much to sleep with a lot of them because they always end up on the floor. Although i do sleep with my malleus plushie.

6. Thats a hard one, because i do both. Though i think of writing as my primary hobby/eventual job, i definitely have more fun drawing(until art Block comes knocking that is)

7.depends on the thickness. Right now i have three eith two being thin and one being medium, but i could sleep with one really thick one.

8. Mitski!!! I love her so much. Otherwise I like mother mother and marina

9.the third of november!

10. 154 cm or 5 feet. No that is not short

11. Blue-grey-kaki. I like to think of them as blue.

12. All my mutuals, all my irls, my mom, my dad, and my little sister

13. Abandonnent, failure, the future in general.

14. Yellow and light blue!

15.fall! Its so pretty

16. Im not sure yet but i can maybe have someday a small tattoo. Im not a fan of qhoel body tattoos for myself.

17. Well my ears a pierced but im not gonna get more.

18. My two irls! Talking about not getting neuvillette in gneshin ;-;(and murder)

19. I dont have a best friend per se, although i do have a closest friend. Weve been friends for at least three years(already? Damn)

20. Honestly i miss my first mutual on here. I hope they come back soon ;-;

21. It just started but its been pretty good up til now!

22. About 9-10 hours?

23. I mean, there is bound to be other forms of life in space, just thousands of lightyears away.

24. Monday cause my friend said she didnt think we were friends.

25. Id say 1890 to 1900? Though the living conditions were meh i like the aesthetic

26. Generally being silly ig? I suppose i act childihs as a comic relief.

27. Currently my favorite book(s) is the Truly Devious series by Maureen Johnson! It's been clawing it's way into my brain.

28. I'm actually doing quite fine. I'm a bit stressed since i'm going to boston soon but i can push out the bad thoughts!

29. I usually procrastinate decisions as far as possible. If it's a small one maybe like 2 minutes but if it's bigger ones it'll take longer(with the answer being no a lot)

30. Something i'm dreading but also am excited for is summer! Bye school but hello summer job ;-;

31. My irls and i(can i really call them irls? i met only two of them irl and once or twice. anyways-) are planning a roadtrip after we're all 18(aka in a bit more than 4 years)!

32. Either my friend's (irls+ moots) houses or in paris. I've always wanted to see paris.

33.open, my cats need to be free to walk in and out!

34. sunflowers and roses(i have a list on the meaning of each rose color) daisies are also cute.

35. i...guess? i own a banana shaped stress ball(that is very dirty i dont use it much) but idk if it counts as a squish.

36. yes, almost more than my first name. although my first and second name are kinda in the same name. it's like first name-second name.

37.cats!!! I have two(named chicken nugget and nebraska)(my family also owns dogs but oh well)

38. I'm a bit scared of heights but i wouldn't say i have a phobia

39. i usually go to sleep at 10:30 pm on weekdays, and 11:00-11:00 on weekends(when i don't have to wake up early due to sunday class)

40.Although i haven't been to a real beach a lot, i like it! And i always prefer sunny days so sun it is(to experience sunset on a beach... must be the dream)

41. I'd say the owl house! It's so colorful with two of my main kins.

42. @xen-blank @thehollowwriter @quartztwst @boopshoops @saionjeans (so sorry for the tag non-moots! Also i would've included all my moots but it said five ;-;)

43. Yes, i have five siblings! One oldest sister, two older brother, a little brother and the baby of the family, my little sister. i have middle child syndrome.

44. Either my mom or my little sister. I hug and say i love you to them very often. Or i said it to malleus last. One of them.

45. Tbh i have no idea in which circomstances i would die for something. maybe if i could trade my life with someone's close to me. or for peace on earth idk.

46. a big ol hug from my malleus plushie. it's a real emotional support.

47. no i have not. or maybe i did. i will probably forget it soon.

48. my two parents absolutely.

49."I wish to expérience it someday" (speaking of old lady gossip)

50. can i send you the same questions? :3

[nocturnalazure]

15 questions for 15 mutuals

I was tagged by @descendantdragfi, thank you so much!

1. Are you named after anyone? No, my first name was a pretty common French one in the period I was born. My second and third names come from my godmother (who was also my grandmother, bless her soul) and godfather (who is also my uncle and who I heartily dislike).

2. When was the last time you cried? I’m beyond crying but I had tears in my eyes 2 weeks ago when my therapist told me I needed to take a break from work and rest.

3. Do you have kids? I wish that question was not randomly thrown at people. It’s very personal and can be a sensitive topic.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot? When I’m angry/annoyed. In everyday life, it’s less insulting to use irony.

5. What sports do you play/have you played? I’m utterly uninterested in sport. I hate sweating, I hate competition and I never understand the rules. When I was a teen, I did some tennis and a wee bit of horseriding. Nowadays I just do yoga by myself.

6. What’s the first thing you notice about other people? Incidentally, I was asked the same question for the employee interview at my work. Here’s my reply:

Whatever is the most noticeable thing about that person at that moment. Aren’t people like puzzles? You start with one piece that catches your eye, not necessarily the most useful, but then you gradually build up the bigger picture.

7. Scary movies or happy endings? Happy endings, definitely. There are enough scary and sad things in the real world, why would I want to see that replicated in fiction too?

8. Any special talents? Not that I know of.

9. Where were you born? Brussels, Belgium.

10. What are your hobbies? These days, it’s mostly reading (about 70 books a year and I’m a slow reader) and writing (that encompasses this little thing called Sims storytelling, you may have heard of it? It is quite time-consuming.). Also, daydreaming about said story (that takes a SHITLOAD of time).

11. Do you have any pets? A big black doggo with big brown eyes and the energy of twenty rabid gerbils.

12. How tall are you? 170cm.

13. Fave subject in school? Languages: French, Dutch and English.

14. Dream job? I’m still trying to figure it out but I think the short answer is that I’d like to have the choice not to work at all. Financial dependency on anything tends to ruin whatever ideals you had.

15. Eye colour? Supposedly green, with brown specks that make it look a muddy kaki.

Tagging (apologies, some of you have already been tagged - feel free to ignore): @danjaley, @nornities, @yorithesims, @hancyan, @wannabecatwriter, @dandylion240, @happy-lemon, @miss-may-i, @bool-prop, @reverieinsimlish, @vampireacademysims, @ninjaofthepurplethings, @ktarsims, @batsheba, @rachel-homeanddesign-sims

[tu-es-gegg]

untuk hari bahasa ini, saya cubalah mengajarkan semua tentang sikit budaya melayu dan berkongsi kosa kata juga

(for this language day, I will try to teach a little about Malay culture and share vocabulary as well)

amnsklfna maafkan jika saya salah lmao also my skill in this language is atrocious dont take me as the most refined example of writing in malay i got the equivilent of a C- in my finals take that as you will. ALSO this is mostly from a Singaporean perspective, im born singaporean so yeah.

PERTAMA, apa Bahasa Melayu? Inilah bahasa Austronesian, juga bahasa kebangsaan dalam Brunei, Malaysia dan Singapura (Singapore). Bahasa Melayu ditulis biasa dalam Latin, juga dikenali Rumi. Ada juga Jawi yang berdasarkan tulisan Arab. Jika kau ingin tahu huruf dalam jawi inilah video yang tersekat dalam kepala saya daripada andalus (saya buruk tuliskan dalama jawi dan arab juga, walaupun saya belajar, saya tidak tahu banyak;;;)

budaya melayu besambung dengan budaya muslim, itulah sebab ada banyak seseorang melayu yang meraikan dengan kalendar islam. satu perayaan macam tu ialah Hari Raya. ada dua majlis; aidilfitri dan haji, saya akan bercakap tentang Hari Raya Aidifilti sahaja kerana lebit dekat tahun ini dan terkenal.

Pada bulan sebelum ialah ramadhan yang untuk puasa. Kita jangan makan dari Subuh (around sunrise) hingga Maghrib (around sunset). Sebelum Subuh, ingin makan Sahur dan selalu berdoa. Pada Magrhib, ingin makan untuk berbuka puasa (lazimnya cakap "buka" secara ringkas). Juga dalam bulan ini sebelum Aidifilti, keluarga akan sediakan dengan bersihkan rumah untuk pelawat, membelikan baju kurung baharu, dapatkan kuih, etc etc.

aaaa ada banyak kuih, inilah apa-apa yang saya boleh namakan (banyak ada daripada Singapura); kuih lapis, kuih salat? ondeh ondeh, kuih bahulu, kuih dadar, BISKUT CORNFLAKES OMG adakah itu dikira?. ada banyak lebih lol.

JUGA! Di Singapura, bila ramadan, ada Pasar Malam yang besar dalam Geylang. Tidak sahaja di Geylang ada pasar malam tetapi inilah yang sangat popular. Ada BANYAk gerai-gerai yang jual makanan. Semua yang belikan daripada pasar malam geylang tahu Ramly Burger, deep-fried Oreos, vadai, KEBAB, DENGDENG. (saya suka beli aiskrim yang golek dan kebab ayam mmmm)

Dalam Geylang juga, mereka akan membeli baju tradisional untuk melawat keluarga. Baju kurung (ehh untuk baju tradisional, wanita pakai baju kurung, lelaki pakai baju melayu tetapi nama sama-sama bagaimanapun) adalah yang pakaian biasa. Selalunya, satu isi rumah akan memilih untuk menyelaraskan warna (tetapi ia tidak wajib, lmao keluarga saya tidak kisah)

Untuk lelaki, mereka pakai songkok (that flat black hat) dan samping (the long scarf wrapping around the waist)

Untuk wanita, ada pakai sarong (skirt) dengan baju. Jika inginkan, juga akan pakai tudung (type of hijab)

Baju kurung juga dipakai pada perayaan lain, contohnya ialah perkahwinan

(seluruh zaman kanak-kanak saya hanya menghadiri majlis perkahwinan, inilah topik lain lmaooooo)

Pada Hari Raya Aidifilti tetapi sebelum pergi raya, keluarga rapat akan minta ampun. Selalunya apabila orang mula menangis. Selepas itu, pergi RAYA!!! Apabila dalam rumah seseorang lain, jika kau tidak berkerja sekarang, boleh dapatkan duit raya! (kerana saya dibesarkan di singapore dikelilingi oleh pengaruh cina, saya juga memanggil ini "angpao" juga)

OHHHH ADA BANYAK MAKANAN;;;; Nenek saya akan memasak banyak pada ramadan dan Hari Raya. Rendang, lontong, KETUPAT OHHH KETUPAT, KARI AYAM (ibu saya setiap hari raya aidifitri masakan kari ayam hijau, UNTUK HARI RAYA AIDIFITRI SAHAJA, ohhhhh itulah bahagian kegemaran saya, ASBFKASB SAYA LAPAR.)

ketupat ialah... macam ikon untuk mewakili hari raya Aidifilti, contoh:

ikon selain untuk hari raya adalah: bunga api, neon string lights (macammana cakap;;;), apa apa ini, obor buluh, etc.

Saya suka hari raya walaupun, kaki saya lebih sakit selepas melawat BANYAK KELUARGA DAN KAWANNYA YA ALLAH:;; tidak mengapa jika kau menanggalkan kasut di dalam rumah entah bagaimana KAKI AKAN SAKIT pada penghujung hari;;;;;;

uhhhh lain-lain tentang budaya melayu? kita ada seni! Satu seni beladiri ialah silat melayu! saya tidak tahu banyak tentang ni tetapi sangat hebat

ada seni persembahan: satu contoh ialah dikir barat

juga ada permainan, ada yang terkenal ialah wau (kite)

dan congkak (like that one club penguin game, mancala, im not kidding)

ada banyak budaya melayu yang juga daripada budaya indonesia kerana pengaruh ia. Itulah sebab kita ada wayang kulit (natively from Java or Jawa in melayu)

Adakah kamu tahu; Singapura ditemui oleh Sang Nila Utama dan mula-mula asli Melayu (pada masa itu pulau itu dipanggil Temasek sebelum dimiliki oleh British). Itulah sebab dalam Singapura, bahasa dan lagu kebangsaan (Majulah Singapura) ialah dalam bahasa melayu. Singapura bukan setakat orang cina, kita orang melayu dan india pun ada di sini;;;

OK THAT'S ALL IVE GOT HHEHAH SAYA TULISKAN SELAMA BERJAM-JAm BAI

[algernongirl]

Kent x Ben playlist bc I’m writing something rn :)

daisy. - wave to earth

Cactus - Nasa Histoires

The Perfect Girl - Mareux

Ferryman - Shayfer James, Will Wood

Things to do - Alex G

Gay sons of Lesbian Mothers - Kaki King

[kakiwrites]

Hi! Can I have a Bakugou x reader scenerio where the readers clingy and talkative and shes feels like shes annoying bakugou but he shows her how much he loves her by (idk something fluff?) Thanks! keep up the amazing writes

comfort of talk

Genre: hurt comfort

A katsuki bakugo x reader

Warning: mentions toxic friend groups

a/n: IT'S BEEN 2 MONTHS OMFG!! I'm sorry for not posting!! School has been thoroughly kicking my ass- nonetheless, I hope you guys enjoy this ❤

"There he was, standing in front of me, and I just couldn't help but jump at him! Its been a while since katsuki and i saw each other because of his missions so seeing him again just-"

"God, do you ever shut up?" your friend cut you off, causing you to freeze up in your seat. Your other friends couldn't help but laugh at your expense, watching as your mouth snapped shut at the comment.

Your old friends invited you out to a cafe and, with you being free for the day, you accepted. You thought it was just going to be a fun and lighthearted day.

But now, you're severely regretting your life choices. You fell quiet as your friends began to drill you.

"word of advice, don't talk so much! Your rambling gets annoying," one of your friends said, her tone condescending as she looked at your other friends and giggled along with them. You shifted uncomfortably in your seat.

"You jumped at him? Man, if I were bakugo, I would've pushed you off," another one of your friends chimed in, "clingy people suck. The only time bakugo gets to hang out with you, and you smother him. Bad move, dude," your friend scoffed, causing the rest of the group to burst into laughter. You lowered your head, trying to will your tears from falling, to no avail. You wiped your tears hastily with your sleeve, not wanting to humiliate yourself further.

After a while, The laughter and mockery died down, but your mind didn't. You couldn't stop the Thoughts that began to cloud your mind. Were you really that annoying? Was talking about your day and hobbies that much of a bore? Is being clingy really that bad?

Does bakugo feel the same way as your friends do?

You didn't want to find out. Especially not in the way your friends brought it up.

So you silently made a promise. You vowed to change yourself for the sake of the man you love.

You decided to excuse yourself earlier than usual, unable to handle the jokes and the advice thrown at you anymore. After exchanging seemingly fake 'no, don't go's and 'aww stay's, you headed home. Your mind didn't give you a break, their words still echoing in your head.

You were mentally exhausted, and you hated it. You hated yourself. You hated yourself for being friends with them. You hated yourself for not standing up to them. 

You hated yourself for believing in them wholeheartedly.

You're clingy.

You're talkative.

You're annoying.

You're a burden. 

Tears began to blur your vision as you fumbled with your apartment keys. The only thing you want to do right now is just lay in bed and wait for your thoughts to consume you. Finally, your key slipped into the keyhole, and you opened the door with a click.

But Instead of walking into a dark and empty apartment, you were greeted by a blonde man in front of you, his smile quickly wiped from his face as soon as he saw your tear-filled eyes.

"what the fuck happened?" bakugo said, concerned. Walking over to you with his arms wide to hug you. He's learned that hugs comfort you the most. You always said that his scent and warmth calmed you down the fastest. His eyes almost popped out of his sockets when you stopped his arms from enveloping your figure, pushing yourself back into the door.

"i-it's nothing. Don't worry about it," you stuttered, tears unknowingly flowing down your cheeks. You looked down on the ground to avoid katsuki's watchful gaze.

"d-don't worry about it?" katsuki exclaimed, his concern growing by the minute. You were crying and actively pushing his hugs away. Something happened; he was sure of it. Did someone do something? Did he do something? He needed to know. "you're crying, and you don't want hugs. This isn't nothing. Don't you dare pretend," he said, his hands resting on your shoulders instead.

"do you want to at least talk about it? I know that makes you feel better-"

"no!" you pushed his hands away once more. You slinked back into yourself when you saw the flash of pain in bakugo's eye. "i-I just… need some time alone-"

"Why?" bakugo said exasperatedly, desperate for answers. "this isn't like you! When you have a bad day, you usually hug me and vent out-"

"that's the thing!" you yelled. Bakugo froze mid-sentence in shock. "I have to deal with this alone! B-because I don't want to be a burden to you-"

"Who?"

"wha-"

"who told you that you're a burden? Because I definitely didn't," katsuki said angrily, crossing his arms and looking down at you menacingly. You shrunk into yourself in guilt. You couldn't shut your stupid mouth and look where that got you? The jig was up. It was time to confess.

So you brought katsuki to the couch, and you told him everything. You vented about how your friends cut you off, how they chastised you for being clingy on his days off. That After listening to them, you realized they were right and that you were just a burden to him.

Bakugo listened quietly, letting his anger fester until he couldn't take it anymore. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you to sit on his lap. You tried to pull back but his grip on your waist didn't falter. After a while, you stopped struggling, hesitantly resting your head on his shoulder.

"yes, you talk a lot. Yes, you cling to me. But those aren't bad things," bakugo said, holding you close. The vibrations of his words started to calm your heart. "I love how you cling to me when we're in bed, and I love how you tell me all about your latest obsession. Those things make you, you. You aren't a burden. You never will be. So don't you dare change yourself just because your idiot friends say otherwise,"

You nodded at his words, wiping the last of our tears with your sleeve.

 It might take a while to actually listen to him, but with katsuki by your side, you know you'll be able to manage.

"We need to get you, new friends. Your friends are toxic pieces of shit,"

You couldn't stop your laughter from bubbling out.

And that's all! Thanks so much to Jackson for helping me figure out the initial plot and the title! You were a huge help!! I hope this fic will suffice after a very long break. I can't promise I'll be completely back (bcs of school) but I'll definitely try to write more! I love you guys ❤

 General taglist (don't be shy to comment your tumblr @ below): @tokyoghoose@macaronnv@reogou@midnightangelfox@wumboho@seiijixcia @tessabrown101 @agent-barnes40

[ozonelasher]

hc + leisure?

send me  ‘ hc ‘  + a word and i’ll write a headcanon about it regarding my character.

Considering her workaholic tendencies, there aren't really many leisurely activities Kaki engages in on a regular basis. The few hobbies she has—like cooking, indoor gardening, and travelling—are otherwise done out of necessity despite the enjoyment she may get from them.

Her closest friend and colleague, Loquat, often has to borderline argue with her to take a load off and relax whenever she comes around his place for ship maintenance. When that happens, she tends to just end up sleeping. She's pretty boring.

[lamyaasfaraini]

Kalo nge recall memories itu, apalagi setahun ini. Patokannya ya galeri di hp. Okey, lemme check!

Jan: kondangan temen suami, temenku (pdhl diumur kami yg skrg udah jrg dpt undangan haha), My 34th bday!

Feb: staycation w/ besties SMA, 30 days writing challenge (sejak saat ini ketagihan journaling)

Mar: kondangan temen suami, meet up besties SD

Apr: puasa, bukber2, lebaran, mudik ke tasik

May: nemu cafe+playground anak, meet up sepupuan, ngedate!

Jun: seblak rafael, meet up besties SMA (ngga lengkap), daftar sekolah Nemo, coba eskopi dis eskopi dat, idul adha, msh ngedate!

Jul: wisata kereta-bis-ke BBW, menang GA WTF Jkt, 1st days of school, piknik di tahura w/ sepupuan, Cirebon.

Aug: meet up besties SMA (lagi2 ngga lengkap), mulai suka cabor lari, jalan pagi ber3, hiking ke gn. Putri, Nemo's 5th bday bagi2 bingkisan kicil di sekolah

Sep: masih ttg lari dan lari (paling sering bulan ini), join ST duraking di gorpaj w/ suami, nemo jadi petugas upacara, nemo berani tampil fashion show!, cedera kaki after 9k run huhu, baso gandapura! Meet up besties SMA akhirnya lengkap!

Oct: 1st time nemo menang piala (lomba baca doa), meeting korlas, beli buku stlh seringnya beliin buku anak, nemo masuk ugd, ke cibubur, beberes buku2 di gudang, masakan2 suami, manasik haji, meet up besties SD

Nov: 30 days song challenge, denndeng batokok cabe ijo dago, gadis kretek, come back lari dgn mencapai target2, lomba mewarnai, bapak ultah ke 61 thn dgn tema bertani wkwk, wisata dirgantara, hari guru ngasih bentuk apresiasi, peringatan 13 thn ibu meninggal, outing taman lalu lintas, akhirnya nyobain burger BBQ mountain boys!

Des: Ngayogyakarta! Pertama kali naik kereta jauh haha, lari semakin rajin lebih rajin dari bulan lalu, 30 days gratitude challenge, arisan kelas A, 6th wed anniv, husband's 34th bday, bday cupcapkes, bday treats, perdagingan bulan des, gift hunter w/ nemo, bagi raport, akhirnya ngegigs Pure Saturday ber3, libur telat tiba, hooraaay..

Tiap bulan semakin kesini semakin banyak memorinya yaa yaampun alhamdulillah memori yg di inget yg happy2 dong ahh. Walapun yg sedih2, marah, emosionalnya jg ada dong.. Akupun msh struggle dan bergelut dgn memori buruk yg kualami thn 2022 hiks..

Bulan desember belom habis btw, kita masih bisa mengukir memori InsyaAllah sampe tgl 31 hihi. Bismillah juga yaa utk tahun 2024.. Semoga segalanya semakin baik ya Allah

[wifaaqulima]

halo, apa kabar

setelah gue cek draft tumblr ini, banyak banget tulisan yang gak selesai.

belakangan, rasanya kepala gue gak ada berentinya buat mikir, terutama mikirin kerjaan, dan tentunya mikirin diri sendiri yang bikin pertanyaan-pertanyaan itu muncul lagi,

is this the life that i wanted?

am i gonna be a forever hustler?

can i just stop and travel as much as i wanted to?

can i just figure it all? about my life?

should i get married?

should i buy that rollerskate?

is this a right thing to do?

actually.. when was the last time that i went to a gig?

can i just go to Pulau Seribu and play with the sand?

should i go to the office every fucking day?

can i just watch Yura Yunita while thinking about what kind of writings that i can pour into my tumblr page?

dan, yes, it is just another day of me talking to myself repeatedly without no one noticing it.

gue kangen bangun pagi dan punya sparks untuk melakukan suatu hal, gue bukannya gak bersyukur udah ada di kondisi gue yang sekarang, tapi kangen banget masa-masa gue selalu bahagia sama diri gue sendiri walaupun itu cuma karena susu jahe murah depan kosan.

gue kangen masa-masa diri gue bener-bener bisa berpetualang tanpa mikirin resiko apa yang akan ada, gue kangen masa-masa dimana gue gak harus ngitung cuti gue ada berapa dan considering untuk bawa laptop everytime gue pingin pergi untuk berpetualang.

iya, kalo misalnya disuruh untuk kayak just dont give any shits and do your thing, itu menurut gue gak bisa dan gak bijaksana, karena lagi-lagi, nyatanya gue udah punya tanggungjawab yang dimana gue sendiri sudah menyetujui untuk melakukan tanggung jawab itu.

aduh, gue tau sore hari ini gue ngawur banget. tapi gue lagi kaaaaaangen banget sama masa-masa dimana gue live freely tanpa harus mikirin ini itu. gue kangen banget sama jajanan murah yang bisa bikin gue seneng, gue kangen banget sama waktu sore ke malem gue yang tenang karena gak ada yang nanyain kerjaan tapi cuma mikirin cinta-cintaan yang gak berbalas itu, gue kangen banget jalan kaki sore-sore dari fakultas sampai gerbang lama tanpa mikirin business review sama sahabat gue yang gak harus pulang jam 7 malem kayak sekarang.

shit. kayaknya gue mau mens.

[shifaturrahmah]

Lemah

My hands were shaking, holding this phone. Both of them were feeling so cold while writing this. Aku terdiam menganalisa, sambil berusaha mendeskripsikannya. Dan lagi-lagi, apa yang terjadi ini bukanlah yang pertama. Nafasku tersengal. Rasa panasnya seperti perlahan naik ke tenggorokan. Tapi justru dinginlah yang menguasai telapak tangan dan kaki, juga tubuhku, dalam satu waktu. Ditambah sedikit bumbu sakit kepala, keringat dingin, mual, dan perut yang seketika terasa penuh dengan udara. Obat kunyah rasa mint dan pil pereda nyeri adalah teman baikku, yang sebenarnya, tak pernah benar-benar aku inginkan kehadirannya. Namun dalam kasus ini, justru merekalah yang selalu aku butuhkan kontribusinya. Satu-satunya hal yang kuinginkan saat ini hanyalah tidur, agar tak sampai kurasakan sakit hingga ke akarnya. Harapanku berkata, aku akan bangun dalam kondisi sudah baik saja. Sungguh aku merasa sangat lemah sampai ingin menyerah. Apalagi ketika begitu banyak hal menunggu untuk diselesaikan. Makin tertekan.

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Orang-orang selalu bilang "Jangan lupa makan. Makan yang banyak. Jangan berfikir terlalu berat." Tapi sesungguhnya, aku tidak pernah lupa makan, bahkan secara otomatis selalu mengingatnya di luar kepala. Meski sangat butuh effort untuk merealisasikannya dengan baik dan benar, sekuat tenaga. Aku tak bisa makan terlalu banyak, karena efeknya sama saja dengan telat makan atau tidak makan sama sekali. Maka biarkan aku makan sesuai porsiku sendiri. Aku tidak memikirkan hal berat yang tak kuanggap penting seperti perkembangan detil kehidupan percintaan orang lain. Aku hanya berusaha menganalisa hal-hal esensial dalam hidupku. Dan bagiku, hidup tak akan pernah lepas dari proses berfikir. Aku suka melakukannya. Lantas, haruskah aku berhenti jika berarti itu akan membuatku mati?

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Makanan pedas, santan, asam, teh, dan kopi. Mereka selalu bisa memicu naiknya asam lambungku sesuka hati. Melumpuhkan aku yang tak hati-hati. Maka, definisi "makan enak" menurut kebanyakan orang menjadi tidak sama denganku. Yaitu ketika tubuhku bisa menerima makanan dengan nyaman dan aman, meski itu "hanya" nasi putih dan telur dadar. Angin, dingin, AC, kipas, lantai tanpa alas, tidur tengah malam atau menjelang pagi. Mereka tak ingin berkawan denganku, malah justru berkonspirasi memicu ambruknya tubuhku. Maka, definisi "kenyamanan dan kebiasaan" menurut sebagian besar manusia di luar sana menjadi tidak sejalan denganku. "Kayaknya aku lebih cocok tinggal di Afrika." Sesekali bercandaan itu keluar dari mulutku. Mentertawakan kondisi tubuh yang sama sekali tak bisa diajak kerjasama, ketika ruang kerja sedang dingin-dinginnya.

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Setidaknya, meskipun dinamika kesehatan seminggu ini benar-benar menguji, ada sebuah pesan istimewa yang aku dapat pelajari dari sana. Maka ijinkan aku membagikannya, barangkali saja kalian membutuhkannya.

Sebegitu bergantungnyakah dirimu dengan obat-obat yang kau minum itu? Hingga tanpa sadar harapanmu sepenuhnya tertuju pada sebuah benda yang seakan bisa menyembuhkanmu.

Tidakkah kamu berfikir bahwa semua itu tak ada gunanya sama sekali ketika Dia tak berkenan menganugerahkan kesembuhan untukmu?

Lalu, sudahkah sakitmu itu membuatmu makin dekat pada Penciptamu? Atau justru malah menjadikanmu terlalu buru-buru hingga lupa mengadu?

Kalau takdirmu dipanggil sekarang, sudah siap belum kamu?

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Maafkan aku Tuhan, ternyata bukan tubuhku yang sakit. Tapi hatiku.

Bukan tubuhku yang lemah, tapi imanku.

Ya, aku memang lemah, tapi bukankah aku adalah milik-Mu? Wahai Tuhan Yang Maha Kuat. 

Terima kasih, karena tak pernah sedetikpun Kau meninggalkanku.

[moorishflower]

oooohhh for the writer asks: 14, 25, and 29 (for dulce et decorum est) 👀👀 (also hi 💖)

Hello hello! <3<3<3

14: Are there any tropes you would only read if written by a trusted friend or writer? - Noncon is a big one. I don't enjoy reading graphic rape tragedy, which does shut me out of some very good recovery fic, unfortunately, but if it were written by someone I knew and trusted I'd be much more inclined to give it a try. Somewhat similarly, character death/extreme angst, especially without a happy ending. There are some kinks I'm not PARTICULARLY into (humiliation is one, some others) that I'd give a go for someone I know! But overall I tend to be pretty keen to try most things at least once!

25: What other websites or resources do you use most often when you write? - Oh gosh, right now it's the Middle English Compendium maintained by UMich, THE resource for Middle English translation. I also find myself on Pinterest a lot for fashion inspiration, and wikipedia in general for research.

29: What songs would be (or are) on a playlist for Dulce et decorum est? Explain your choices if you want! - Legit just cobbled this together based on Vibes so feel free to interpret how you want lol The Day the World Went Away - Ramin Djawadi (Westworld Soundtrack) Adagio for Strings - Samuel Barber All the Landslides Birds Have Seen Since the Beginning of the World - Kaki King Who You Were - Jamin Winans (Ink Soundtrack) Fire/Bombing London - John Murphy (28 Weeks Later Soundtrack) Hand Covers Bruise (Reprise) - Trent Reznor & Atticus Ross (The Social Network Soundtrack) Manipulated Living - Michael Andrews (Donnie Darko Soundtrack)