#literally kicking my feet in the air rn lol

[batcatboy]

wow~ your blog is amazing! 🫶🏾

i love it, you're such a pretty boy~

thank you so much!!! i love love love your blog, that means a lot to me. u look so good 💜💜

[nagisachanlol]

I finally gave in and started watching dungeon meshi so I will give my thoughts on each episode I watch.

Episode 1

Episode 2

Firstly, let's start of with Marcille(I'm not sure it's her name but I'm talking about the elf-mage) once again.

So far she has not been sexualized and she has a very real-ish personality for that situation. Especially considering she's a mage. If I were there, I would have also been disgusted and start complaining like she did because let's be honest, eating snake monster eggs? It sounds kinda disgusting.

I can also sympathize with her feeling like a burden. Her personality in this episode reminded me of one specific incident that happened with me where I went with to a waterfall with my family and I was whining a lot because of how slippery and dangerous (ish) the area was but I also felt like a burden for being so whiny. I feel like marcille's personality is quite real (I don't know how to explain this).

Next, the Picklock boy (I still haven't learned his name lol). My opinion about him stays the same, he has the most humane personality out of them all. Extremely complex, in one moment he supports the MC, in another he supports Marcille. I also like how he has the "I'm working rn" personality where his demeanor changes depending on whether HE is working or not or his area of expertise.

Senshi (the dwarf) he is a bit of an odd-ball so far but he seems to always acknowledge his mistakes and very open minded. When he realised Marcille's method was much better for flavor than his, he accepted his mistake and apologized to Marcille. When he realized the Picklock boy was much better at finding traps etc, and acknowledged that, letting him do the work. But he also drew a fine line on where his expertise and Picklock boy's expertise clash as well. Bro is 🤌🤌. One thing to add to this as well is the fact that he cares about health a lot, like a lot. When he gave advice to the newer adventurers or when he told Marcille the reason she was having cravings was because of lack of fat, he seemed like a genuinely caring person.

The MC didn't do much in this episode but I was literally kicking my feet in the air when he asked Marcille why she did what she did and tried to understand her perspective (communication is key guys 🤌🤌🤌🤌) He explained to Marcille that everyone has different jobs and it's okay to have weaknesses in certain areas in a very understanding way and even made the Picklock boy apologize to her. Overall, as a character, I fxking love this guy, he gives off fatherly vibes but as an MC, I can't judge him yet cause he hasn't done much so far?

[flashbangstars]

jeno kicking his feet in the air when you two are texting because YOU called HIM princess 😌 (as a joke)

Ok this is so fucking funny, I needed some shit like this

( I changed it a little hope that's ok!)

——-

You both were sprawled across the room with laptops open and notes scattered across the floor. The test you both had on Thursday was the biggest one for the semester and neither of you had been paying enough attention in class, because like hey, who does

“Hey babe I think I might go grab some coffee, I’m this close to falling asleep on my computer” you said yawning, stretching on the ground like a cat. Standing on wobbly legs pulling one of Jeno’s sweatshirts that has been on his desk chair. A loud whine came from the other side of the room accompanied with sheets rustling.

Jeno was rolling in the sheets, stopping to look at you and make eye contact. “Now what the fuck was that?” You laughed and walked over to be standing infront of the bed.

“Nothinnngg”

"baby that didn't look like nothing" you drawled leaning over him now, your hair falling in front of your face

"well you've been studying and studying and studying, and then only time you acknowledge me is when you wanna LEAVE me!" he whined flailing in the sheets again.

"I'm literally coming back" laughing you grab his cheeks trying to soothe the toddler your boyfriend had become.

"WHY DON'T YOU LOVE ME" grabbing your wrists and writhing in the sheets again.

"alright , How about you come with me and I'll buy my pretty princess something" you say finally standing up and placing your hands on your hips. Immediately stopping Jeno rolled onto his stomach and kicked his feet behind him, batting his eyelashes at you.

"you would do that! for little ole me?" he said tracing little circles in the sheet with his pointer finger.

"yes princess, now get up and get some pants on, I'll even put my hand on your thigh in the car" you said walking out of the room, hearing frantic shuffling and shrieking.

"IM COMING" loudly scrempt and footsteps running down the stairs following you.

---------------

school has my ass in a chokehold rn sorry for the lack of stuff, i promise i have so more coming lol

[having-conniptions]

Love In The Air episode 6 live reaction under the cut (long post) (now with updated spelling!)

Very curious where this show will go since the lead couple is already together - probably mainly throwing angst at the lead couple while developing the second lead couple's relationship ayyyy let's go PrapaiSky

Rain hiding behind Phayu awww bbyyyy

"This is Rain, my boyfriend" hehehe I know you've been waiting so long for the moment when you can finally introduce him as your bf

That poser is getting on my nerves

HI PRAPAI BABYYYY

Not Prapai trying to ask about Sky lmao wait what if they had some fun that night but didn't see each other again after that? I thought they'd been hooking up this entire time but maybe it was a one time thing? Feeling like a detective rn I think I'm on to something

Kick that poser out or at least kick his teeth in pllleeeease

Oh godddddd Rain is so adorableeeee trying to make Phayu smile

And the kiss aaaaaa

"Why is he in such a hurry?" because his baby is waiting for him to come home

THE NOSE KISS AWWWWWWW

The poser is stirring up trouble againnnn

"You'll see how enviable you are to have a boyfriend like me" hahaha Phayu

Why does Rain's shirt have a piece of a sweater vest attached to it lol

Mmmmm Phayu in racing gear, Rain can't compute

"I'm starting to want you to rip this suit off me" SIR I- honestly props to Rain for not having his head explode after that line from Phayu

The way Rain immediately gets ready to throw hands when the poser starts to insult Phayu - I'd almost forgotten Rain wasn't always this docile, he's actually a rude little shit lmao

The pinky promise awwww

Of course Phayu won yayyyyy

The way Rain almost tackles him xD I love how they just ignore the poser and leave bc they're too eager to, uh, get Phayu out of his suit

Daaaaamn the way Rain took charge there for a second 🔥🔥🔥 the way he grabbed Phayu's chin

I'm surprised they made it up those stairs holy moly

The lip bite?? The tongues???

Rain: "P'Phayu, you said you're happy when you're with bikes but I'm happier to spend a moment like this with you" see, what he meant to say was "you like riding bikes but I prefer to ride you" considering that's literally what he's doing rn

OKAY HE LITERALLY SAID "THIS IS ALSO RIDING" I GUESS I'M PSYCHIC AND ALSO I'LL BE GOING NOW BYE

The forehead kiss I am meltingggg

Sleepy Rain is babyyyy

"Does this mean I like you, P'Phayu?" HAHAHA RAIN DO YOU?

"It's more than like." AAAA IS HE GONNA SAY IT

IS PHAYU GONNA GET COLD FEET OR IS HE GONNA SAY IT BACK

Awww Rain fell asleep before he could confess and Phayu said "me too" THEY LOVE EACH OTHER I'M GONNA CRY

That glass on the table looks exactly like the ones I have at home they're from ikea

THE POSER HAS BEEN BANNED AYYYY

"We're more like a married couple" UHAUL LESBIAN SPEED AGAIN

Malewife Rain ftw get it girl

Uh oh something's fishy with the delivery guy

Called it

Bonus scene: AYYYY HE REALIZED THE NOTE AND THE TRIANGLE WERE FROM PHAYU

[perexcri]

Leah!!! Oh Lordy idofnwkfjajdjwfjejfjdjc Flirty And Happy/comfy w himself Will fic!! It’s like u can see Exactly inside my brain and know what kind of fic I’m craving. I’m so Very excited to see where you take this bc the first chapter was !!!!!🥰🥰🥰

“Mike’s always been one for boldness, for sculpting light out of darkness and shadows out of glows–obviously he’d like working with charcoals” screams. I Adore that Mike’s gotten into charcoal (also cackled that he was clearly trying to get art class w will poor bb)—it’s a hard medium to work w (I’m Bad at it) but I think ur right, I feel like Mike wouldn’t be bad at it.

“It takes Will a good two seconds to convince himself not to press his lips into Mike’s neck, just to dispel the word friend out of the air. Like, yes, they’re friends, but also…it’d be cool to be friends but also something else, right?

“Yeah,” Will finally says, already being dragged down into a cascading tornado of thoughts that begins with swingsets and ends with What are we, Mike?”

S c r e a m i n g rolling on the floor wiggling like a slug. E s pecially that last line of that bit. I’m going to Eat My Phone.

Earnest flirting Best flirting !!! Will is the most valid and correct person ever actually😌

Love me some Platonic Madwise and u write them so well—despite the fact that the show Hasn’t let them interact much at all— and just diandrkfjw.

Also!!! Willel!!! Siblings!! They’re so !!!

“The Party has its own intergroup dynamics and mini units that like to meet on their own for their own hangout time: the four boys have a weekly D&D session separate from the one they do with the girls; Lucas and Will sometimes meet to go on runs or work out; El and Max are practically inseparable; Lucas, Dustin, and Mike have set up shop in one of the unused utility closets to tinker with old A/V equipment the school had all but abandoned.” I’m literally So feral over this. the Party Being Friends!!!!!!! Kicking my feet rn

Painting for Mike :D !!!! I’m So rieicjshfjw invested in seeing how this is going to turn out !! Ur ability to set up plot that leaves me invested is like So talent and I just!!

ur writing is lovely wonderful and u are v wonderful and I hope you are having a fantastic weekend💕💕

VEEEE!! i'm glad i can provide what you're looking for 😌 i genuinely meant this to be a flirty fic, but i think i like where it ended up going instead better :D as funny as it is to write about these two being losers, it's been nice to write about Will being happy with who he is for once (especially since my other wip is just taking a scalpel to all of Mike's self-esteem issues but we don't have to talk about that right now)

!!! i'm glad i could have an artist agree with me on the charcoals thing!! i haven't used them since the art class i took my junior year of high school, but i remember them being my favorite thing to work with. Mike just seems like the kind of person who'd like black-and-white mediums. but more importantly: he just wanted to spend time with Will 😩

*punches wall* Will is going to be happy, dammit

and i'm glad you like that he's being earnest!! honestly this fic started off with a post i saw around new year's (which i haven't bothered to look for again but i know i reblogged it lol) talking about flirty Will. i tried to approach it like i did with cheer up, baby where i was taking a trope that often gets applied to Mike and was trying to imagine what it would look like if Will did it. in this case, i figured he'd be a lot more earnest with his flirting rather than teasing or brash. he just seems like the kind of person that would look at you with shiny anime eyes and say the most heartfelt thing you've ever heard

AHHHH i'm also so glad you're enjoying all the little group dynamics T_T i love Max/Will/El as a trio even though those three barely interact as a group in the show lol. i'd sell my soul for a whole season of st that's just the three of them hanging out tbh

heheheh yesss a painting for Mike!! i'm gonna make everybody's theory that the painting was gonna be one of them meeting on the swing set a reality even if it kills me. i'm still recovering from the whiplash of watching vol2 and Mike unrolling the canvas - i literally watched it the first time and went "but isn't it supposed to be them on the swings?? did they not get the memo?"

Vee i know i only finished posting aftry like a week ago but i got so used to marathon-posting it and seeing your thoughts on each chapter every day that i've missed see your name pop up in my ask box ajkfsdalkj. so it was lovely to wake up and see a new message from you!! you are lovely to talk with as always, and i am wishing you a wonderful weekend too!! or, i guess it's technically monday, so i am wishing you a lovely week!! :] 💜💜💜

[lostinalem]

tell me about the fallout dnd campaign... *eyes emoji bc i'm on my laptop*

HEHEHE OK you don't have to tell me twice ! :3

sooooo first things first, the group consists of a hippie vault dweller (Joel), pre-war ghoul park ranger (Nettle), a girlfailure cowgirl (Andy), and a stubborn bos aspirant (Victoria). I'm literally kicking my feet in the air thinking about them rn

my character is Anderson (Andy for short) and wait. you're gonna love this. SHE RIDES A MECHANICAL HORSE. that's right folks, a giant giddyup buttercup!!!!! it's an absolute pain in the booty ass to draw but it's soooo worth it because it's cool as hell like I'll have to post some of my doodles soon so you can see

now, with 2 points in charisma, she's so. so bad at talking. she fails at pep talks, cannot rally a crowd to save her life, and always says the wrong thing at the wrong time. it never stops her from trying tho! one example of this is after Joel's vault was raided by the "legion" (WHAAAAT!!!! "what does that mean??" you dont get to know yet! cause I don't even really know yet 💀 anyway) she looks at the vault door on the ground and goes "well, you know what they say! one door is... um... blasted off it's hinges and... uh........ another...... um.......... opportunities!!" I LOVE HER !!!!!! I could talk about all the terrible ways she says things all day it's so freaking fun

HOWEVER. somehow, (luck?), it always works out one way or another. no matter how she butchers a speech, no matter how awkward an interaction is, it WORKS. tho people don't react the same way that they would to a more charismatic person, of course. it makes her more lovable, and people listen! for some reason.

she's not stupid, though, I want to make that clear. she's very smart when it comes to things other than talking 💀 with 8 intelligence points and tag skills in repair and science, she knows what she's doing! I mean, she built buttercup all by herself! the brotherhood keeps tabs on her because of her tech capabilities!

speaking of the brotherhood... her interactions with Vic(toria) are SO everything. I like to call Vic a bos pos because she really is a little piece of shit (lovingly) LOL and Andy just. torments her. like somebody threw a snowball at Vic in the vault (it's winter btw) (the dwellers weren't happy with her) and she was like. 'I'm going to handle this with dignity and grace. I am not going to react' and then Andy THROWS ANOTHER just to poke the bear. like girl 😭 or how they all need to use the bos terminals and so Vic is like "ok be normal guys let me do the talking" and before she can, Andy BURSTS through the doors like "I DEMAND TO SPEAK TO YOUR MANAGER" which she would not fucking say that normally but to embarass Vic? absolutely. especially since everyone there already KNOWS her and they're like 'Andy. David is literally in the other room. I don't get paid enough for this.' (and then she proceeds to call him Dave like they're old friends and Vic wants to kill herself and/or Andy at the same time)

now, what's ALSO fun is the interactions between Vic and Nettle. they HATE each other. I mean, obviously, cause Vic is the typical bos type of racist, but also because Andy tries SO desperately to keep things civil like "one big happy family" which we're actually seeing process with recently so !! yay !! Vic got radiation sickness one day and Nettle silently offered her some radaway like awww look at them go :3

Joel is another beast entirely. he doesn't know SHIT about the wasteland (typical vault dweller really) (which is also perfect because his player also doesn't know shit LOL) so he has us 3 idiots to rely on just because we happened to be nearby when his vault opened. his original goal was to set up supply chains because his vault's crops were dying and they have plenty of water to trade, which we dealt with pretty quick, but then we returned to find THE LEGION!!!! subsequently, his dad was stolen, the president (overseer, our dm hates when we call him the president but we do it anyway) was also stolen, and his life was turned upside down! yay!

so now, obviously, our goal is to save Joel's dad, the president, and whoever else the legion stole ! ngl it's been over 2 months since our last session 💀 but that just means I have more time to doodle things that happened previously! I'll post them after finals or something :) thanks for reading omg what do u think?? I'm not doing them justice really there are a lot more complexities but I guess that's the basics. also thank u for asking 🥺 I love talking about them and I will likely do it again LOL

[thighs-of-betrayal-blog]

Hi (:

Just wondered if you were taking requests rn? If soo, could you possibly throw out an enemies to lovers, with Tony stark pleaaase?

TY xo

That Rockin' Love

A/N: Wow, I just realized how long it’s been since I’ve written for Tony! And, the answer is WAY too long lol... Thank you so much for this request! I absolutely loved it. 

I hope you all enjoy and as always, feedback is appreciated :)

Pairing: Tony Stark x Avenger! Reader

Warnings: angst/fluff, enemies to lovers, weapons, violence 

Picking up the remote, you turn on Tony’s lab speakers, blasting AC/DC. You sing along while grabbing the nearest wrench, using it to tighten up a bolt on one of Tony’s new suits. He’d be so mad, if he knew you are down here, tinkering away- 

“What the hell are you doing?” Shit.

Turning around, you put on the fakest smile you can muster. “Hello to you too.” 

Tony walks up to you, ripping the wrench out of your hand. “I’m going to ask you one more time. What are you doing in my lab?” 

Ironically enough, part of this lab is also yours, he just doesn’t want to admit it. Even though you’re an Avenger, you’re also a scientist, and you frequently upgrade everyone else’s equipment. Tony doesn’t like it, but you honestly couldn’t care. Since the beginning, Tony has had it out for you and you have yet to figure out why. 

You gesture towards his suit. “I noticed your leg piece was loose on the last mission. Decided to tighten it up for you.” 

“I knew it was loose. That’s why I came down here.” Actually, he didn’t know, but he’d never admit that to you. 

You pat Tony on the shoulder before heading towards the stairs. “Well, you’re welcome anyway.” 

Tony watches you walk away. “Hey, Y/N?” 

You turn around to look at him. “Yeah?” 

“Don’t touch my stuff.” 

You chuckle, bringing your hand up to your forehead to salute him. “Yes, sir.”

And with that, you walk back upstairs, silently cursing Tony the whole way. 

---

“Your suit looks a lot better, Tony! The legs looked loose last time,” Steve says through the comms. 

You chuckle. “Funny you say that, Stevey. Guess who fixed it for him.” 

“No comment,” Tony grunts out as he’s in the air, fighting against three soldiers. 

A group of you are scouting out an area for super soldiers and you managed to run right into them. Literally. 

You’re currently dodging a knife that one of the soldiers is thrusting at you. “I didn’t think I’d get in a workout today, but here we are.” 

Sam laughs at you. “Always the jokester.” 

“No, that’s you.” 

You can hear Tony scoff into the comms. “Can we just pay attention to the task at hand, please?” 

You roll your eyes instead of commenting and once again dodge the knife. 

Swipe. 

Dodge. 

Swipe. 

Kick. 

Hit-

“Y/N!” 

An explosion goes off, flinging you through the air, landing a few feet away on your back. The wind is knocked out of you, leaving you breathless. All you can hear is a ringing noise, but you can’t will yourself to bring your hands up to cover your ears. 

There’s smoke all around you, covering you like a blanket. You can’t see two feet in front of you. All of a sudden, the smoke becomes too much and you cough like your life depends on it. And, it does. 

The back of your head hurts, but you don’t know why-

“I’ve got you, sweetheart. Don’t worry, I’ve got you.” 

Gentle hands touch the back of your head. “They’re bleeding out the back of their head. I need an emergency medic ready on the Quinjet. Now.” 

Barely able to keep your eyes open, you just make out the outline of Tony’s suit. “Tony?” Your voice is hoarse.

Tony’s helmet slides back, revealing his face. “Hey, sweetheart. Just keep your focus on me, okay? You’re gonna be just fine.” 

“It hurts.” 

“I know. I know, but you gotta stay awake, alright? The quinjet is on its way and then the pain will go away.” 

Your vision starts to darken and your body tenses up, full fledged panic running through you. This is it. All you can think about is the irony of dying in Tony’s arms, the one person that hates you like no other. 

Your eyes start to close. 

“Y/N? C’mon, sweetheart, you have to stay awake.” 

But, you can’t. You’re losing the battle. 

“Y/N!” 

You pass out, the last thing you hear being Tony’s voice.

---

You groan, the pain hitting you like a freight train. When you open your eyes, you realize you’re lying in a hospital bed. What surprises you, however, is your guest. 

Tony’s sitting in the chair next to you, fast asleep. The sight of him makes you smile. 

“Tony?” 

He stirs and hums slightly, but still doesn’t wake up. 

“Tony!” You yell. 

He jumps out of his chair. “Huh? What?” When he notices that you’re awake, he sits back down. “Oh… hey.” 

“Hey.” 

Tony rubs his neck awkwardly. “Uh, how’re you feeling?” 

“My whole body hurts.” 

Suddenly, he stands up, heading for the door. “Oh, let me go get the nurse then.” 

You grab his arm, stopping him in place. “Don’t go. Please.” 

He looks at you, a shocked expression on his face. However, it’s gone in a second. “Yeah, yeah, I can stay.” 

Tired of the small talk, you decide to just speak your mind. “You saved me.” 

He lets out a deep breath. “I did.” 

“I thought you hated me.” 

“I don’t hate you and even if I did, I wouldn’t leave you there to die.”

You simply nod, not knowing what to say. 

Tony sighs before getting up and moving closer to you. Grabbing your hand, he gives it a soft squeeze. “I know sometimes it seems like I do, but I never have.” 

“Sometimes? More like all the time.” 

Shutting his eyes, he pinches the bridge of his nose and curses before looking back at you. “You’re making this really difficult.” 

“Making what difficult?” 

“I’m trying to figure out a way to tell you that I’m crazy about you! Have been for a while and I’m just an idiot!” 

You sit there, shocked to the core. You assumed Tony always disliked you, not the other way around. 

“I like you too,” you blurt out. 

Tony smiles. A large, genuine smile that reaches his eyes. “Well, thank God. Now, I have an excuse to do this.” 

Leaning in, he rests his hands on the sides of your face before kissing you slowly, being extra careful not to hurt you. 

“I’m gonna make you a suit,” he mutters against your lips. 

You pull away. “I’m not wearing one of your suits.”

“No, not one of mine. I’ll make you your own.” 

“No.”

“Yes.” 

“No.” 

“Okay, we’ll talk about it later.” 

Pulling you in, he kisses you once again. The two of you stay like that for a while, lips pressed together and hands all over each other. 

One thing’s for sure though: he’s definitely going to make you a suit, and you’re most certainly never going to wear it.

[oinkawa-bb]

first time dads!haikyuu pt. 1

note: here’s part one? i wrote this headcanon for daichi, kuroo, and oikawa ^-^ um i kinda went off i am having a major thing for domesticity rn i'm sorry but let me know if you’d like a second part! or leave me a request for anything you’d like to read here! my reqs are open, and if you have any questions about what i write, check it out here

mentions/topics: pregnancy, domesticity, timeskip, female reader insert

part two (iwaizumi, suna, the miya twins)

part three (tsukki, akaashi, yams, kenma)

☀︎—daichi sawamura 

one word: prepared

from the day you surprised him with the pregnancy test, he’s been preparing for this maybe he started even before that but he’s just eager ok

expect daichi to utilize any and all resources he can get his hands on

parenting books and birthing classes and pestering colleagues and relatives for advice

he’s super thorough and wants to cater to your every need during pregnancy 

always a little on edge and nervous but won’t show it because he wants you to be able to fully rely on him emotionally and physically i love this man

his favorite part (after bringing home his baby ofc) was setting up the nursery

he literally stared at the crib and closet full of smol onesies for an hour with major uwu eyes because the man is just so excited <33

and when the day comes,

daichi is calmly but quickly ushering you to the car while he single handedly carries the bulky hospital bag (which he definitely helped you overpack months in advance)

he’s cool and collected and clear minded because the man has read too many books and watched too many videos on how labor progresses

after guiding you through a rough and long labor with deep breathing techniques

he finally catches the first sight of his baby,,

and he’s super teary eyed and overwhelmed with all the emotions he tried to suppress while preparing for his baby’s arrival

but his dad instincts majorly kick in and he’s counting the baby’s fingers and toes and asking the doctor questions and keeping an eye on the nurses who hold his whole world in their hands

during skin-to-skin, daichi can’t stop touching the baby’s little fingers and toes and cooing softly (incredibly soft daichi is a rare sight)

but still, the sight of daichi holding his baby against his chest is like none other - it looks like he was waiting his whole life for this moment because he was uwuwuwu

after returning home,

daichi is super super extra tender with you

he knows (from research and now experience) the emotional and physical toll it takes on your body, 

paternity leave is an unspoken necessity for daichi 

changing diapers? he’s on it. burping the baby? he’s on it. checking on the baby in the dead of night? he’s on it.

daichi wants to do whatever helps you recover the fastest

and he’s just so so soft and sweet to you and it’s just UGHHHH

dad daichi is best daichi

☀︎—tetsuro kuroo

for a nerd, the poor boy is kinda slow and he doesn’t realize that you’ve been leaving him hints for about a week now

when he said kenma was the brain, he meant it

it’s only when you leave your positive pregnancy test blatantly next to the bathroom sink one night 

he finds it and he’s jumping and pumping his fists in the air like an idiot

it’s the cutest moment when he comes sprinting out of the bathroom with his hands flailing in the air and his face plastered with the biggest smile

but he lets his excitement die down as he pulls you into a soft hug and kisses the top of your head 

he’ll murmur softly with his chin resting on your head,,

“how long have you known?”

“tetsu, i’ve known for more than a week, and i’ve been trying to tell you for more than a week too...” PFFFFT

but now that he knows, he can’t be separated from your side

like, if you thought he was affectionate before, soon-to-be dad kuroo is triple that

he can’t stand to see you in discomfort, and he feels helpless seeing you struggle with morning sickness among other symptoms

so he does his absolute best to help quell your discomfort with his affection

he’ll massage your sore back and your swollen feet and try to adjust to any cuddling position that helps you sleep better

he’s also trying your cravings with you and he’s overly eager to go clothing shopping for the baby

kuroo wants to make the experience good for you, so he picks up cooking and cleaning duty as often as he can 

kuroo in an apron is now a normal sight to see

and when your due date arrives,

it’s the middle of the night when your water breaks,

and kuroo leaps out of bed when he hears you whimper and tug on his shirt

he knows how anxious you are, and he channels as much calm energy as he can to help you relax

he’s big on positive affirmations, from the drive to the hospital to the labor process

“baby, you’re doing so good, okay?”

“you can do it, i know you can.”

BIG uwu

but it really hurts him to see you in pain, and he’s trying to do anything and everything when you experience contractions

but after all of the contractions and pain and anxiety, he finally gets to see the baby rest on your chest

silent tears of joy fall from his eyes, and he’s leaning over the both of you, planting gentle kisses on your hair

when he’s reaching out to touch his baby’s smol hands,

the baby’s whole hand wraps around his pointer finger and he’s so smitten

dad kuroo nearly passes out

at home, he’s super encouraging to you, and he’s always reassuring and praising you for working tirelessly

he didn’t know he could experience more love in his life than he already has

but now he knows he can with his new little family<3333

☀︎—tōru oikawa

he’s literally so overjoyed and excited

like he picked you up and spun you around and peppered you with kisses after you first shared the news

after the first trimester passes, oikawa’s the type to tell everyone (who will listen) that he’s going to be a dad

like,, he’s picking you up weird craving foods or something and the cashier couldn’t care less but he’s like

“yeah, it’s for my baby momma” <3333 LMAO i’m just kidding he doesn’t say this... exactly

he’s also obsessed with your baby bump

like obsessed

he always absentmindedly rests his hand beneath your bump and caresses it tenderly

majorly freaks out when he feels a kick

kisses your bump almost more than you (i said almost because if you pout at him after, he’ll kiss your lips twice more ahhh)

i bet he definitely tried to plan some corny halloween costume involving your bump

it’s not all easygoing sometimes though,,

oikawa lays awake sometimes at night and he’s super anxious and insecure about being a dad

but one glance at your peaceful sleeping face

and he feels so reassured and lucky to have you as a partner

the day your water breaks, oikawa literally gets a superhuman adrenaline rush lol

like he’s yeeting things into the car on top of your already well-packed hospital bag because he just wants to be sure everything goes smoothly

“tōru we don’t need the yoga ball-”

“WE’RE BRINGING IT”

he’s definitely a little more nervous and frazzled than you are and he’s not the best at hiding it

but you think it’s funny and cute to see him like this

and after hours of labor,

it honestly looks more like oikawa gave birth LMAO

his eyes are kinda wild and his hair is so disheveled and his clothes are crinkled from trying to cuddle and comfort you in the hospital bed

but he’s overwhelmed with a range of emotions

he’s definitely doing his ugly cry until he gets the chance to hold his baby

his heart stops for a moment and he swears that time stops too

the love in oikawa’s eyes is undeniable, and he promises right then and there that he’d do anything for this little bundle of joy

after bringing the baby home,

oikawa’s glued to the baby monitor if he’s not physically with his baby

but when he’s settled into bed with you after the baby’s asleep, you can hear him mumble incoherently about how happy he is

and it’s true

his eyes literally shine with joy now that he has two loves of his life

[petrichor-han]

HI RAIN

i missed you

it feels like i didn’t talk to you for months but in reality it was like 4 days lol, i just wasn’t in a social mood for a bit

BUT i scrolled down my dash every once and a while and i saw ur face reveal and omfg…

LIKE I KNEW YOU WERE GORGEOUS BCS YOU JUST RRESONATED THAT ENERGY BUT !!!!!!!!!!!!!?!?!!!??!?!?kekjfjwnbfjejjw

DAMN UR FKN BEAUTIFUL GORGEOUS GODDESS UR OUT OF THID WORLD YOU ARE A DYNAMITE GAL YOU NEED TO SIGN WITH A MIDWLING AGENCY ASAP

i’m so srs rn dude omfg

HI CROW I MISSED YOU GORGEOUS!!

that’s totally understandable my love!! social media can be a lot sometimes, taking a break is normal. but i did feel like you were gone for a while, why is that? i guess i got really used to your posts LOL :,) i’m so glad you’re back though!! please don’t ever feel forced to come online when you don’t want to be though :<

AND PLS SIFKWJHF I’M GONNA PUKE YOU’RE TOO NICE?? AND COMING FROM YOU??? YOU’RE LITERALLY ETHEREAL I CAN’T 😖😖 but thank you so much hhhh i’m literally blushing and kicking my feet in the air giggling rn because of you HAHAHSKS

[gay-nidoking]

I'm ... Why do you think Cinderace should be flying type? Ive seen a lot of arguments for Rillaboom being electric,and I can sorta see Inteleon being dark/evil type,but flying type cinderace came completely out of the left field to me?

I'm aware it's a really weird choice LOL But I do have SOME logic and ideas to back it up! Obv Flying-type is usually a bird thing, but I think applying it to a rabbit (or a hare? 🤔) can make sense as well! For a start, it's incredible fast and nimble, but I do actually have some ideas that could be added to make it a "true" Flying type!

The first thought is the idea that Cinderace could have some powerful jumps, AND such fine control of fire that it's able to launch itself high in the air and keep itself aloft with controlled and continuous bursts of flame from its feet.

A second thought is less cool, but maybe more realistic, is just that it has such powerful legs that it can launch itself into/through the air with such force and control that it is indistinguishable from actual flight. By kicking again once its already aloft, Cinderace could keep itself airborne almost indefinitely!

For moves, there are definitely non-bird-related moves that it would make sense for a fire/flying Cinderace to take! Acrobatics being my favorite, but you could also take Aerial Ace (it's in the name!), Bounce, Sky Drop, Air Cutter/Air Slash, Defog, and perhaps Roost, though the name of that one is a bit contradictory (I don't think rabbits roost lol)

But yeah! That's my logic for fire/flying Cinderace!

This is the post this is referencing, btw. I am literally embodying that gif rn

[prettylilparker]

tattered sweater

my masterlist :)

summary: you can’t seem to stop wearing that tattered sweater that peter parker left behind in hopes of filling the void he left inside your heart. two month’s later, peter finds you in that exact sweater and promises to fix his mistakes.

warnings: angst upon angst, a lot of love, swearing

word count: 1.4k (soph actually wrote something semi-long??)

author’s note: (a very happy ending so do not fear) also!! next week is my school’s pep rally and i’m so excited like it’s the best day of the whole school year for me, but my teachers have loaded me up with homework for this weekend so like i’m in a struggle whether i should be happy or sad rn lol

It was late fall; the tip of your nose and ears were a bright red hue, a stark contrast to the paleness of your skin due to the frigid air. You hated to admit it, but your mother had been right. You completely underestimated the weather, clad in only a light sweater that had been torn on multiple occasions, its strings pulled somewhat from tumbling in the washer over a million times for the million times you had worn it, but all of this didn’t matter. You refused to stop wearing the tattered sweater, because the seemingly meaningless article of clothing had the utmost meaning to you, even if it didn’t in the eyes of others.

The sweater had plenty of holes in it and today was probably the worst of all days to chose to wear the thing. You mentally scolded yourself for being so for being so stubborn, not listening to your mother’s advice.

The brisk zephyrs of November blew the strands of hair atop your head in countless directions while you rubbed your hands together, cupping them around your mouth to blow some hot air against the exposed skin in hopes of making you feel even the slightest bit warmer.

You took in a deep inhale, then skipped down the brick steps to the sidewalk in front of your apartment building, hugging the chemistry textbook in your arms close to your chest as you braced yourself for more oncoming wind.

After walking a few blocks, you took a sharp turn at the corner, bumping into a professional man in his full suit and tie, his briefcase swinging into your side as he hurriedly passed by you, having more important matters to attend to rather than helping the poor girl he’d just crashed into.

Your textbook had flown out of your arms, skidding at least 3 feet on the sidewalk. You sighed, kneeling down on the concrete to pick it up, when you heard an all too familiar voice call out your name.

Your eyes widened, your body tensing as you felt his hand clasp your shoulder. You stood up and pivoted on your heel, spinning slowly to face him and his regretful eyes.

“Y/n,” he breathed out, anxiously combing a hand through his hair, which had become wild from running at least seven blocks to catch up with you.

“Peter,” you responded tentatively. You couldn’t bring yourself to ignore how his eyes softened looking down at what hug your torso, something that once had belonged to him. “What are you doing here?”

His eyes darted back to your face as he bit his lower lip, shoving his hands into the front pocket of his sweatshirt and kicking the sole of his sneaker against the ground.

He cleared his throat. “I wanted to... to see you. And when I came over your mom told me you were headed to the library.”

“Oh,” is all you could manage to say, not sure if you should be angry or glad with the words that came from his mouth.

You brushed some remnants of your morning breakfast, a very flakey croissant, off your leggings, avoiding having to look back up at his desperate eyes, because you knew that the more you looked in that toffee color the more clouded your thoughts got. And that was the last thing you needed right now.

“Let’s go somewhere to talk,” he suggested, nervously fiddling with his fingers. You nodded and pointed to a nearby coffee shop that sold arguably the best latte in Queens.

You two found a booth near the back after ordering two medium lattes, Peter refusing to let you pay even though you insisted, him handing the cashier a ten dollar bill. You slid into the leather booth, taking a cautious sip of the chipped mug set in front of you.

“Y/n, I’ve missed you,” Peter stated dejectedly, not beating around the bush, his tone forcing your hesitant eyes up. “And I know what I did was really fuc-“

“Peter...”

“But, I’m willing to do everything I possibly can to make it up to you and I’ll ev-“

“Peter...”

“And y/n you don’t know how much you me-“

“Peter...”

“I’m sorry that I messed up and I know you said you wanted space bu-“

“Peter, you fucking forgot about our anniversary,” you retorted, the anger boiling in your chest having come to a peak, pushing your latte aside. Your fists clenched and landed on the table with a thump.

“You were literally gone for days and you didn’t even think to call or send a text? Or fuck, even an email?” Peter stayed silent, his heart aching as he listened closely. “Nothing. Nothing at all. And that wasn’t even a one time thing! You’ve left me alone at dates multiple times! And your birthday last year? You didn’t even show up to your own fucking party that I planned. I just-“ you took in a deep breath, sighing. “I just couldn’t take it anymore, Peter.”

“I’m sorry y/n, I know I’ve fucked up so many times and you deserve someone so much better than me, but you have no idea how depressed I’ve been the past two months without you.” He tugged the collar of his sweatshirt down, frowning. “I honestly don’t think I can live without you. You don’t know how many times I-“

Peter’s voice broke, and at that moment you knew you were done for. Your facade was replaced with a quivering lip and tear-brimmed eyes, grabbing Peter’s hand from across the small table. 

“Peter,” you said. “It’s just so fucking hard, knowing you’re out there saving the world and all, and it- it scares me that one day you might just not come home after a mission... and I wouldn’t be able to live with myself. I wouldn’t be able to live without you either, Peter, bu-“

“No, please y/n, I love you so damn much,” he replied, taking both of your hands in his. “I promise I’ll never leave you. I’ll be in your life forever if that’s what you want, fuck, I hope that’s what you want.” He looked up to the ceiling, trapping his bottom lip with his teeth for a second. “Fuck, I’ll even give up being Spider-Man if it means you’ll love me again, y/n, just come back to me please.” He sniffled, rubbing his sleeve against his nose.

A small smile graced your lips, the tears that were previously balancing on your bottom lash line falling as you looked up at the boy willing to give up literally everything for you. Peter was offering to give up his other persona, the one that gave him joy everyday, to just please you. “Peter, you know I’d never let you do that. That... just means too much to you. It’s your whole world-“

“No, y/n, you’re my whole world. My world is nothing without you in it.” Your heart rate picked up at those words and you rounded the table, sliding into Peter’s booth and wrapping your arms around his neck. You pulled him into an embrace, smiling wide enough to hurt your cheeks. 

You pulled back and Peter swiped his thumb under both of your tear stained eyes, his smile matching your own. “I never stopped loving you Peter. I mean just look at me.” You gestured to yourself. “It’s like 30 degrees out and I’m still wearing your old, tattered sweater.” Your fingers gently brushed tears off of his cheeks, holding his face in your hands.

“Well, if we’re back together officially, then you can take as many of my sweaters as you want, y/n, just promise you’ll never leave me again, because I don’t think I can take being away from you for another day.” Another tear slips out form the corner of his eyes, but he’s quick to wipe it away. “Fuck, I thought you hated me.”

“I could never hate you,” you said sincerely, tugging his face towards you and kissing him with no hesitation from his end. Your lips met easily, the salt from your tears mingling in, and it was without a doubt the most passionate, heart-filled kiss you two had ever shared.

“Did I mention how you’re a huge nerd for still wearing that tattered sweater.”

“You just ruined it Pete, we’re through.” You pulled away, feigning a serious tone and face, trying your best to not burst out laughing as Peter’s whole face changed.

“Are you serious? Y/n, I’m so so sorry...” Peter started stuttering, his eyes wide and his hands getting clammy from the thought of losing you literally a second from getting you back.

“I was being sarcastic, Parker...” you laughed, pushing back the curly hair falling into his eyes, not being able to help yourself.

“Oh,” he responded, blushing from his gullibility.

“Dork.” Your hands found their way back to his jaw, pulling him back into you.

Peter pulled back for a moment, grinning and quickly saying, “Hey, hey. Your dork,” before his lips were on yours once again.