#this one is shorter than the others hopefully u dont mind...

[tastesousweet]

⭒ the girl with the tattoo (v) - pt 1 pt 2 p3 p4

matt sturniolo x fem!oc / reader

summary : y/n and matt don't have to like each other to continue this thing of theirs, right?

warnings : implications of sex, alcohol, mention of weed, ???

mickey speaks : THANK U FOR THE LOVE ON THIS SERIES!!! sorry if this part feels shorter than the usual !! things get cute in next few parts...

THIS IS PART FIVE GO READ THE OTHERS FIRST OK

"SHE'S sick again?" remi asks, scooting herself further into the booth.

"yeah, i think it's her sinuses or something. she seemed pretty bummed about staying home, i feel awful." andrea pouts while glancing at the menu.

"she's the only person to ever be sick this often in june," remi giggles.

"we should order something to-go for her then. maybe soup?" erin suggests.

"that sounds nice, i'll text her- hopefully she's awake."

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"i can't keep telling my friends i'm sick." you huff as you walk back into your room to find matt redressing.

"why not?" his voice is muffled through his shirt as he tugs it over his head, leaving his hair ruffled.

you lay yourself on your bed lazily, "because they're smart enough to stop believing me soon."

"and why can't they just mind their business?" he looks over to you before reaching down to adjust the white shoes on his feet.

you stretch an arm out to grab your phone from your side table, mumbling, "you must not have friends who worry for you.”

he shakes his head then sighs, “sure, my friends care about me, but they also know when to leave me the fuck alone.”

“right, and my friends know me well enough to know i’m never asking to be left alone.” your comment comes out with more sass than you intended but you know he doesn't understand (or care to understand) your friendships enough to comment on them. then again, you were the one who brought this up in the first place.

"mmm...right. forgot you're just a little insane," he tsks, looking into your mirror and adjusting his shirt some more.

"shut up, matt," you continue staring at your phone, though it's only open to your home screen because you're far more engaged in the conversation than anything your phone could give you. "okay actually, what should i dooo?" you whine.

"i sure as hell won't know?!" his face twists up as he turns to look at you, "you're a smart girl, i'm sure you can figure it out."

you roll your eyes, "'kay... well maybe i've picked up a hobby...like, i dont know, painting! and i just really enjoy painting all alone, 'cause it helps me...focus?"

matt sarcastically laughs through his words, “you’re weird as shit,” he throws your plush throw blanket (that fell on the floor when you pushed matt on your bed just an hour ago) at you. “alright, i’m headin’ out.”

you don’t even give him a second look, “bye.”

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a few cheers of “ayy” and “look who made it” echo out from across the small alley as matt tucks his keys in his front pocket.

he looks over to see chris excitedly pointing at him with an arm hooked on nathan’s neck and another close friend, elijah, sitting on an oversized couch with a smile.

matt chuckles under his breath and walks closer to them, taking in the rowdy and neoned atmosphere of this downtown bowling alley. “what’s good?” he greets his group of friends.

“what’s good with you?” nathan counters with a grin as he moves to dap up matt.

matt shrugs into the handshake as eli begins to speak and stand up, “yeah, where the fuck are you comin' from?”

“home. don’t worry about it,” matt defends as his tongue guides over his hidden smile with a loose shrug of a shoulder.

“nooo! just say it how it is, matt,” chris says through a bite of nachos, “you slept in late and forgot about boys night, big fucking deal. you’re here now!” he throws his hands up before letting them fall to his sides dramatically.

matt slowly nods his head in sarcastic agreement as he faces his friends, "he's right."

he almost wants to laugh at the fact that chris actually believed his fake-sleeping enough to let him off the hook for "forgetting" their group hangout.

cameron wanders over to the group after taking his turn bowling, “‘kay, nate it’s your turn.” he then quips his chin up with a sudden grin, "hey, matt! about time you showed."

"better late than never," he breathes before joking, "you know i had to let you guys get at least a round in before i got here to start dominating."

“the word choice is a bit insane,” nick exaggerates as he approaches with arms full of bottled water and soda cans, "how about you go get your fucking shoes before you make that kind of claim." he moves around matt to place drinks on the coffee table (decorated with various bowling ball and pin themed clutter that made nick way to happy when first seeing it).

elijah places a hand on matt's shoulder, "i'll come with you, matt."

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"sick baby, i'm home nowww!" andrea yells from the front door.

you mentally gather yourself to continue your deception. you add weight to your eyelids, purposely making them droop and make your voice extra scratchy, as if you'd only just awoken.

andrea's at your door quickly, only tapping it slightly open, not wanting to blind you with the harsh yellowed lighting of the hallway. "hi, you up?"

you tussle under your comforter and give a small nod, "mhm."

"do you think you're like, contagious? i have your soup here and really wanna tell you some shit about tonight." she smiles warmly.

"no you're fine. please come in, i've been all alone and bored as hell," you rub your eye softly for effect.

you feel pretty guilty about this whole thing but you aren't hiding anything tragic from her. and this "illness" hasn't ruined that many hangouts...only the one's that happen to fall on days matt texts you.

"i hate to see my favorite bitch down like this, this soup better make you feel better immediately." she sighs as she comes into your room, noisy plastic bag in hand.

"i know," you lift yourself to sit up against your headboard as she sits next to you, "think i should be all better soon. i can't miss another shift at the bakery."

you were never missing work for matt, but to cover your ass you did miss a day or two of work to show your friends just how "sick" you were. if you were sick enough to stay home from work you surely were sick enough to avoid a girls night or two. but you guess it technically does come down to matt...unfortunately.

"yeah, i'm sure mr. houffman will lose it of you call off again," she giggles, sifting through the bag for your soup and silverware.

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barely a week later and you're feeling the best you have in a while, with the guilt of pretending to be sick no longer following you.

it's the fourth of july so there was absolutely no way you'd be continuing that act. you weren't missing out on a holiday with as many parties as this one.

and when chris asked andrea to get the girls to come party hop for the night, you told her yes immediately.

you're currently sat atop a random kitchen counter as nick moves around to make a concoction cocktail for you. you lean back on your hands to watch as he uses a knife to slice a small lime as garnish. "wow you really have an eye for this shit, nick," you laugh at his focused stare (he tries to compensate for any drinks he's had so far, not wanting to slice a finger off).

"i guess i'm just a natural!" he exclaims as he places the lime on the rim of the plastic cups, "okay, one for you," you take it from him, "and one for me." he grins at you.

"cheers!" you motion your drink towards him and he echoes you before you both take large sips.

your eyes pinch before they grow wide, "...why's it actually...good?" you laugh.

"you bitch! you thought i'd give you a shitty drink?!" he giggles and goes for another sip of his own.

"it's not that-"

you're cut off by matt's voice, "alright, time to dip. everyone's sayin' this place is really weird."

you both look over at him with his mellow attitude and perfectly organized outfit (so that he'd 'have all the colors but not look like a walking american flag'). "what? this place has been a good time so far! right, nick?"

"suppperrrr fun. maybe it's a you problem, matt." he jokes.

"come on, chris is the one who sent me to get you two. you know i would've left you both a few houses back." he teases.

you slide off of the counter easily, "okaaay," you look into his eyes and pat his chest twice mumbling, "someone needs a smoke break," before walking off in search of the door.

"wait y/n!" nick grabs a few sealed jello shots from an ice bucket nearby before rushing after you.

though he doesn't catch up to you before matt does, grabbing your hand, "you don't even know where the fuck you're going."

you breathe out defeated, "i'm sure i could've figured it out. i don't need you bossing me around."

matt pouts with squinted eyes and his head tilted, "sure."

nick comes up to you, continuing to stuff the shots into his jort pockets, "do these shorts make my ass look fat?" he turns to show you his side profile (already giggling before the punchline of his joke lands) that showcases the multiple items shoved into his back pockets and protrude out in awkward shapes.

you and nick both fall into a laughing fit and matt only ghosts a smile at his brother's stupidity before tugging your hand towards an exit. "wait! here, hold this please," you hand your drink to matt and reach your hand out for nick's. when he takes your hand willingly you raise your conjoined hands with a smile, "aw, we're like a little train!"

nick adds to the joke by pretending to be a conductor, exclaiming all the cliche lines he knows to make you laugh.

matt finally pushes a front door open, the warm summer air finally surrounding you once more. the rest of the group chatter along the sidewalk across the street. "my friends!" nick yells.

the three of you make your way down the wooden stairs (that seem to be steeper when going down than they were to walk up), and once you're in the grass your hand drops from matts's as nick drags you across the street quickly to crash into your friends.

remi's face is annoyed and confused at first but changes immediately when she recognizes your face. she throws her arms around you for a hug, "y/n! you were found!" you laugh into her neck as she sways back and forth.

"okay guys i'm thinking we hit up the place that the end of this block, right there. they've got some crazy lights goin' on so it should be fun." chris points in the direction and looks to the group for opinions.

"yeah! let's do it!" nate encourages.

the group begin to walk down the sidewalk (and slightly into the grass) lined with miniature american flags and past the many houses full of people and decorated with fairy lights and expensive garland.

naturally, everyone gravitates into cliques due to the amount of small conversations happening at once.

"that's unreal!" erin adds while hanging her arm on your shoulder, as you both listen to remi's dramatic retelling of some guy's awful flirting with her.

"i''m so over these trash ass men," remi shakes her head.

"tell me about it," erin sighs, rolling her eyes.

just as you begin to add your own opinion, matt taps your shoulder. he seems to always find a way to interrupt you. you glance behind you and see him holding your cocktail from earlier up.

"oh thanks, i forgot you had that," erin leans off of you to give you space to turn around and grab it.

though her eyes linger on matt for a second too long causing him to send her a smile and raise his eyebrows slightly in awkward question.

you feel the tension bite at the air around you and in hopes of escaping it, you turn back around and prompt remi with a new topic to discuss.

only, now you miss when erin gives matt a second glance back- and this time she offers a gentle wave and smile to him, in truce.

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after a few more stops at parties (you all got a little greedy about the free drinks and food which brought three extra "one more"s before deciding to cut it off), you all head to a nearby park to end the night with a firework show.

it was surprisingly well organized, with blankets already laid out around the large grassy area so that anyone could sit and watch whether they'd planned to or not.

the night has started to get the slightest bit cooler which was much needed after such an eventful three hours, leaving everyone exhausted in their comfortable spots; chris resting his head against andrea's full thighs, you next to her with your legs sprawled and arms extended behind you, nick and nathan both sat with their legs crossed, admiring the bright fireworks despite nick's flinching every-so-often.

the blanket next to you hosts erin, remi, matt, and cameron. all laying out as they laugh and talk, which you assume comes from a combination of the edibles they'd all taken at one of the parties and remi's addictingly outgoing nature that can force anyone to want to talk to her.

the booming fireworks go on for another twenty minutes before dying down and leaving the crowd in the dark, smokey air.

as you adjust to standing and take out your phone to use as a makeshift flashlight, you read the most recent of your many notifcations:

MATT - 12:36 AM

you down to paint after this???

you bite at your freshly chapped bottom lip before looking over to matt, who's currently using his hands obnoxiously to explain something he's clearly passionate about to cameron.

you sliently sigh before replying:

YOU -12:47 AM

sure

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[spiderlandry]

Yes, Chef — ethan landry

Description: The most loving thing one could do is cook for someone else. Ethan finds out it’s your love language.

Pairing: Ethan Landry x GN!Reader

Warnings: implication that reader is shorter than ethan, no ghostface, amber was reader’s ex but it’s only a small mention, lmk if there’s any warnings i should add !! there may be some errors since i only edited this once

Word Count: 3k

Author’s note: i wrote with a poc reader in mind, and much of reader’s experience with cooking is based off my own

Chad is starting to get worried. Exams are in a month, and even though everyone he knows is working hard to prepare, it’s like Ethan is studying as if exams are next week. Chad thinks he can even hear his roommate talking in his sleep sometimes.

He wakes up to Ethan being up at the crack of dawn, a large cup of coffee in hand and deeper bags under his eyes than yesterday.

So, yeah, it’s concerning.

He already tried to coax him into taking more care of himself, but Ethan waves it off. He’s tried other things: getting Sam to scold him, try to get him to go out and party so he’ll get tired, having Quinn threaten him.

If nothing happens, he may resort to putting sleeping pills in Ethan’s coffee.

However, there is one more thing.

You.

Ever since Ethan was introduced to the rest of his friends which included you, he’d been paying more attention to his appearance and how he’s perceived. At first Chad thought he might’ve had a crush on Tara, but Ethan slipped up one time when he not very casually asked if you were going to a group hangout, a few weeks ago.

Chad can use that knowledge to his advantage, he realizes.

Knowing you since freshman year of high-school, you’re a naturally caring person, though can be quiet or a little closed off especially since the Woodsboro murders in which you discovered that your ex-girlfriend was one of the killers.

Your gentle nature, along with his crush, can surely save Ethan from burning himself out so much that he’ll show up to finals only a skeleton, right? Hopefully.

Chad prays he’s right as he sends you a text, Friday evening.

Chad

Hey, can I ask a favor

                    depends

Might be a little weird but u know how ethan has been studying rly hard?

                    yeah u said u were worried. is he ok?

Yeah he’s fine mostly. Im just worried so Im asking if you can

like

Ask him to hang out or something

                    ? why

                     not that i would mind but why

Youre the one he would say yes to I already tried other stuff to get him to relax but man looks like hes about to pass out

Idk I have a feeling its more than about school but its not my place and I think he would open up to u

You know he has a crush on u right

                      i dont believe u but ill do it

Bro dont even act like u dont like him too

                      shut up

You roll your eyes at your phone, already coming up with a plan for a way to get Ethan to chill out. That’s when you think of it.

Ethan allows himself to sleep in during the weekends. But when he wakes up at 11 AM to a text from you that was sent at six, he immediately regrets it.

He opens his phone to read it.

hey i have this new recipe i wanna try but i need a second opinion

wanna come over after work? i get off at 5

He rubs his eyes, making sure he’s reading it right. You? Inviting him? To come over to your place alone?

He’s not proud of the way he gapes at the message for a long moment before he can answer, responding with a ‘sure!’ despite the word not conveying his excitement mixed with the worry at the pit of his stomach. Why are you inviting him alone? He can’t let himself think that it’s anything other than friendliness, right? But you only invited him, so it must mean something.

He rushes to his closet to pick out his outfit, already forgetting about the unfinished page of notes on his desk.

Ethan has known you for a good few months, since the beginning of the school year. But at this point, he’s memorized your smile and your voice, becoming less subtle as time goes on. He pays attention to every single thing you’ve said about yourself, including but not limited to how you almost went to culinary school. He remembers how you once baked a cake for Tara’s birthday, not only the batter from scratch but also the buttercream frosting. He smiles at the memory of you showing the group how to make pasta one night.

To say he’s excited is an understatement.

He doesn’t even bother getting his coffee this time so his breath doesn’t smell like it.

Chad notices that Ethan’s usual cup is still in the cupboard, mentally patting himself on the back for getting the idea to reach out to you.

It’s not long until it’s almost five, and Ethan is walking the few blocks over to your apartment, enjoying the wind. He knows not to show up empty handed, so he stops at a bodega to buy your favourite chips.

You‘d gotten home a little early due to your workplace not being too busy, thankfully. You start prep, laying out the ingredients. The knock from your door reaches your ears a few minutes later, and knowing it’s Ethan you open the door.

You’re greeted with a bag of chips to your face, taking it and seeing Ethan have a slight upturn at the corner of his lips. You mirror his expression, albeit with a wider smile (you can’t help it), letting him into your apartment. He sits down at the breakfast bar facing into the kitchen, while you stand on the other side facing him.

This isn’t the first time he’s been here, but it is the first time he’s here alone. With you. He tried to get rid of the images in his head of him being over at your place every day because you want him to be there. He can’t think like that, not now when you’re beaming up at him while you showcase the ingredients on the kitchen counter, your sentences going into one ear and out the other.

“…Ethan?” Your brows are furrowed, not knowing if he’s paying attention. You quickly catch that he’s not—he has to think for a moment about what to say.

“Uhm—“ he clears his throat. “Sorry, I wasn’t listening. What?” He mentally cringes at himself. He’s sure you’d think he’s not interested and oh god, what if you think he doesn’t want to be there?

You laugh lightly. “I said do you like steak? I mean, I probably should’ve asked, but—“ You’re glad he stops your ramble before it goes any further.

“I like it, don’t—don’t worry.”

“Okay, good. Because this would’ve been awkward.”

Ethan is determined not to let any weird silences happen, so he continues despite not knowing what to say. His curiosity gets the best of him. “Not that I don’t want to, but why did you invite me here? I mean…just me.”

You try to brush it off, coming up with an excuse. “I invited Tara, but she couldn��t make it.” You turn back to the ingredients to get started.

He’s glad you’re not facing him to see his shoulders practically deflate finding out that he’s not the first choice. He’s not sure why he got his hopes up so much.

Before he can say anything else, you interrupt his train of thought. “Wanna help?”

He stands up quickly, eager. “What do you need?”

Truthfully, you’d made this dish a thousand times before that you could do it in your sleep. You’re not about to try anything new when your main objective is to take Ethan’s mind off things.

“How are you with knives?” You ask, taking out a chef’s knife from the knife holder. His eyes widen, begrudgingly taking the object from your hand.

“This is gonna sound—nevermind,” He shakes his head.

“Tell me.”

“I’ve never had to…cook before.”

“Oh,” you sigh. “That’s fine. Do you not want the knife?”

“I do! I just—how do I use it?”

You smile, an image he wishes was burned into his mind. You slide the cutting board toward you, putting a handful of asparagus in the middle.

Ethan can’t help but stare at your hand at the way you delicately go through the motions of cutting, slowly to make sure he sees it. You show him how to trim the asparagus, and you give him back the knife to try.

A spark tingles throughout his hand when you put yours on it to guide him.

“Just trim all of these. Got it?”

He nods.

You prepare the steak on a separate cutting board alongside him.

“Can I ask why you’ve been studying so hard, E?”

The nickname isn’t lost on him, but he tries his best to ignore it before he accidentally cuts himself.

“Finals next month,” He says curtly.

“Is that the truth?”

“Does it matter?”

“It does to me. But I’m not trying to force you.”

He pauses. “Can we change the topic?”

You nod, “You pick. Turns out I’m terrible at conversation. Can you fill up a pot of water for the mini potatoes? And put some salt in it.”

“How long have you been cooking?” He puts the asparagus in the bowl they were previously in and doing as you say. With the way he gets the question out so fast, you’d think he’d been thinking about it.

“As a kid, I was around a lot of people who knew how to cook,” you begin while you prepare a pan on the stove, melting the butter. “I learned from them. International dishes, mainly. Lots of spices. But I moved to New York and started working in a kitchen when I was sixteen, so I learned about some European pastries and white people food.” You chuckle.

There’s something with the way you talk about food that makes his chest warm. It’s unfamiliar, but a welcome feeling nonetheless. It’s different from how you talk about other things—this one feels more intimate.

You continue. “I think you know, but I almost went to culinary school.”

He does know. He wonders why you didn’t go.

“I took cooking classes as an elective at my high-school. I was lucky they offered that. Senior year, I was a stage for some really pretentious restaurants—y’know, mainly as a server, but I got to know how the kitchen worked.”

He hasn’t even noticed that the butter is almost all melted on the pan and you’ve put some rosemary and thyme on it until you pause to turn to him.

You grab the cutting board with the steak on it, placing it next to the stove.

“They were the kinds of places that served small portions for high prices.” You stared at the stove, turning up the heat.

“Why didn’t you go to culinary school?” He timidly asks.

“The people,” You say it so quietly at first that he almost missed it. “I met people who made the kitchen pretty much unbearable. There was shouting…lots of it, actually. The crazy high standards. They didn’t shout at me, but seeing it from the sidelines was worse…somehow? I don’t know.”

He finds himself wanting to have a stern word with whoever made you feel that way about something you so clearly love.

He’s about to ask another question before you interrupt him.

You pick up the steak from the board, motioning for him to come closer. “Always lay away from you,” you say. “Otherwise you splash oil on yourself, ‘kay?”

He nods. He continues with his question. “Do you regret it?”

He doesn’t realize how heavy of a question it is until after he says it, and he’s going to retract his statement but you respond.

“No, actually, I don’t.”

There’s a sweetness in your voice that’s hard to catch, but for Ethan’s ears, it’s as if they’ve been attuned to your tone.

“If I went to culinary school, I would’ve started to hate it—“ You grab the tongs, using it to push the sides of the steak to the pan, “—That’s searing. You seal in the juices when the surface browns, see that?—“

When he nods, you proceed.

“I grew up believing that cooking was a way to care about people, you know? Like a love language. And If I made cooking my career, that’s not what it would be for me. Does that make sense?”

“Yeah, yeah. It does.”

Once all the sides are seared, you grab a spoon and you slightly tilt the pan, using the utensil to coat the steak in the melted butter. “That’s basting. So it doesn’t lose moisture. Every time you flip a steak, it loses moisture, so just do it once.”

He thinks he’s getting repetitive when he nods once more to show that he’s actually listening.

It’s not long until the steak is done, and he’s excited to get it on the plate but instead, you put it on a baking sheet and cover it in tin foil.

“You’re next.”

His head snaps up toward you, sputtering, “What?”

“Do you want to learn?”

“Yeah—“

“Then get to work.” You smirk, and he’d be lying if he said that didn’t awaken something in him. You point to the other steak in the packaging.

He tries to remember the steps you did, but you do have to remind him what to do occasionally.

You’re standing close to him, almost hovering, but he doesn’t mind one bit. In fact, he almost leans in instinctively when you bring your hand up to his face and pushes his curls out of his face.

“You’re doing good,” you whisper.

It takes everything inside him not to collapse right there. He’d give everything to feel your hand on his face again.

You’ve set two plates on the counter. The mini potatoes were boiled nicely, and you cut them swiftly in half (a feast for Ethan’s eyes). Ethan watches while you quietly as you carefully plate the food, and he can’t help but look around him. The used pan, the knives, cutting boards, you plating the food—there’s an element of domesticity.

It’s in the way you flash a smile directed at him and only him, in the comfort of your own home, after you’ve just cooked together. He imagines a future where it’s like this every night.

You open the fridge, grabbing out two sodas. As you turn around Ethan is surprisingly close to you.

Only a few inches away.

He slowly takes the cans from you, setting it on the space next to him. All as if he’s about to wake a sleeping dragon if he were to move too quickly.

“Why are you doing this?” He asks, almost in a pleading whisper. His eyes are boring into yours, and you can’t bring yourself to look away.

“I told you.” Your tone mirrors his. “Cooking is a way to take care of someone, and I care about you.”

He doesn’t know what possesses him to do the next thing.

He brings himself closer to you, not breaking the eye contact.

Suddenly, everything makes itself known. Your breathing, shallower than his, anticipating his next move. The way your clothes touch. The cold air coming from the fridge.

He brings his hand to touch your jaw, it’s a feather-like sensation as his digits make contact with your skin. “Is this okay?”

You gulp and nod, unable to find the words.

“Need to hear you say it.”

In the lowest whisper, “Yes.”

He lifts your chin, tilting his head.

It’s a tiny pause until you’re the one taking the leap, closing the small distance and slotting your lips against his.

Everything falls away, and nothing else matters. His lips are soft. You feel his large hands go to your neck and you wrap your arms around his torso, trying to get impossibly closer.

You’re the first to pull away and you grin when he chases your lips.

“Hi,” You beam. “W—what was that for?”

“You tell me,” he smiles.

You anticipate the night to end when you’re both finished the food and the drinks, and you’ve cleaned up the kitchen.

But neither of you want it to end.

You cross your arms, facing Ethan who’s reluctantly about to open the door.

“Wanna stay?”

He turns around, tilting his head like a cute puppy. “Thought you’d never ask.”

That’s how you found yourselves cuddling on the couch, a new show on your television.

“I have to tell you something,” you whisper, eyes still on the screen.

“Hm?”

“Chad told me to ask you to hang out.” You grimace. “And before you say anything, I didn’t invite you just because of him. I was worried about you too.” You look up at him, the proximity comfortable rather than awkward.

“I figured.”

“Really?”

His arm tightens around you. “When you asked me why I was studying so hard, I remembered Chad’s been trying to get me out of it. This was his last resort.”

You snort, “His last resort was putting sleeping pills in your coffee.”

“I’m…gonna have to talk to him about that.”

“Can I ask why you’re studying?”

“To distract myself.”

You almost sit up. “From what?”

“Not tonight.” He lays your head against him again, and your trust is in his hands. “Someday.”

And someday, he’ll tell the story about how the week before, he realized he loved you. It scared him so much that it kept him up for days, but the night you kissed would be the day his worries all went away.

[stay-midnight]

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also also! the college au skz 🤧🤧 THE FACT THAT ALL OF THEM HAS SPECIALTIES LIKE- (i would very much like to be madaldal about perv jisung and just perv skz in general so sorry about that in advance /hj)

ahhh the prisoner seungmin and incubus jeongin random thoughts (i was actually thinking of asking if just random thoughts was okay to send instead of the fic talk-)

hushed sex with prisoner seungmin oml-he'd probably be whispering the nastiest stuff as he shuts you up with his big hand i-certainly a setting that's new for thoughts 👀

the incubus jeongin one i haven't read it but imagining it is-🤐🤐🤐 (if we're specialties now then blindfolds with incubus jeongin for that one-would want you to be so addicted to him that you didn't even need to see him doing the things he'd do-more pleasure to feed on ofc!)

shorter ask than usual-(a miracle honestly-) anyways, that its for nowww 💅💕

good evening anonnie!

boop!

I dont wanna delete it 😭 cuz idk ill keep it in my inbox for awhile— its not bothersome but I just feel bad cuz you put the effort into those asks 😭 (frfr hopefully those fics will turn into full fics someday)

Yes? In a way— trying different styles in writing because of purposes and researching stuff as well cuz yall deserve the best content hmph 😤 I also tried to play with words a bit as an experiment and yeah— I started getting into the more softer side with the new fics idk why(?) did 10 months affect my libido or something-I love romantic changbin sm! And up next, lee know and bin fic! hmmm i have a general idea in mind but not a clear plot point

YES, like college au skz has a hold on me depending on how its delivered but thats just some of my ideas and yours in the specialities! (oh yes, perv jisung is literally 😫🫣 cuz idk Ive fallen for that jisung trope like? newnwnwis)

Yea! Random thoughts are okay cuz they give me burst of ideas driven by thoughts—

Seee? cuz like Prisoner Seungmin is so unexpected like seungmin is on the more tame side of skz fics itll be a nice change of pace but anyway, Seungmin fucking you in the prison bathroom as well? under the cold public showers he would shamelessly fuck you despite other prisoners around in a way its him claiming you his—

Ive hidden that fic deep somewhere cuz like the writing is making me go 😨😬 but it does make me see my improvements atleast BUT LIKE- anyway Incubus Jeongin is having fun with you and messing you up in your dreams as you sweat in blindfolds in your own head- of course, it makes you beg for his touch as he teases you— twirking your nips, thumbing the slit of your cock and lightly brushing against your rim- aghhhhhbwbsuannns

aaAaa its even more a miracle that i answered this that fast- thank you anonnie!

[th0tfairy]

BESTIEEE

can you write sm for me? pleaseee

i was thinking of something like mikey x reader (yeah, im a simp for him bro) where mikey gets into a fight for y/n and y/n somehow ends up fighting alongside him (PLEASE NO "mikey look at me, this isnt you." like y/n actually kicks some girls/guys ass for tryna play w them) ,,,maybe they'll get suspended together 🤲💞

dont forget that it's a request, feel free to ignore if you're busy <3

thanks bae<333

Ima try my best hopefully u like it!!!

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Y/n keeps her eyes on her feet as she walks back to class. Whispers are whirring around her as she turns the corner and she catches someone mutter “slut” on her way to the door.

Manjirou just so happens to be tailing her and catches that. “You say something?” he asks staring straight at some guy you vaguely remember. Maybe you had him for gym.

“Wasn’t talking to you.” The guy says, “mind your own business.”

Manjirou narrows his eyes. “Who were you talking to?”

“Y/n,” the guy says. You roll your eyes. If he knows your name why’d he have to call you that? You can’t even turn back to give him a dirty look before you catch Manjirou swiftly spin to kick his chin back against the wall.

“Now it’s my business.” Manjirou explains.

The guy wipes his jaw with a scowl. Some girl rushes to his side, napkin in hand. “What’s your problem?” She asks.

“Mine? Your guy’s the one calling girls sluts. Tell him to keep his mouth shut before I break it.”

“If you touch him again I’ll beat your ass,” she threatens, mopping her boyfriends blood up.

Manjirou blinks. “You’ll beat my ass?” he repeats.

You size the other girl up, she’s shorter than Manjirou, it’s very likely she’ll get her ass kicked too. But you doubt Manjirou hits girls.

“Yeah,” she says, “now fuck off with y/n and leave us alone.”

Her boyfriend spits blood on the tile. “Fucking slut,”

Manjirou shifts again to knee the dude in the gut. His girl pushes Manjirou off with a slap against the cheek. “I told you to stop—!”

Everything moves so fast you can barely register what’s happening.

Manjirou shoves her off, pinning her hands above her head. He doesn’t make any move past that though, restrained by his own morals.

“You wouldn’t hit a girl,” she smirks, as her boyfriend sucker punches Manjirou. The girl starts hitting Manjirou again, in an unfair fight.

You find yourself moving before thinking and before you know it, you’ve slammed your fist into her face.

“I would.” you reply, wiping her blood on your shirt.

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You stare back down at your shoes, covered in four people’s blood. You wonder if you’re all the same blood type.

Administration stepped in before things could get too violent, but you’re pretty sure you and Manjirou would’ve won. Those other two got their shit rocked. Your perfectly combed hair is a mess and your squeaky clean record is ruined, but you don’t regret it.

Manjirou sits beside you, nursing his bruised face with an ice pack the nurse begrudgingly gave him. You’re both holding pink suspension forms, waiting to be dismissed by the principal.

You’ve been suspended for two weeks, and assigned fifty hours of community service and ten hours of counseling. That, along with catching up on your schoolwork sounds like a lot to manage.

“Thanks for jumping in,” Manjirou mutters, grinning at your blood stained collar. Even though he’s gotten you in so much trouble you feel like you should be the one thanking him for sticking up for you in the first place.

You smile back, reaching out to thumb a smudge of blood from his lip. “Anytime.”

[tommybaholland]

Hiya! I was wondering if I could request a one-shot with Sugawara where the reader is his best friend and secretly loves him but he doesn’t know? Then maybe another person catches his attention and the reader starts to distance themselves from Suga to try to spare themselves the hurt? Then maybe turns out the other person was just using Suga/wasn’t serious bout him and he realizes that the person he really loves is the reader but now they’re staying away from him and just angst and fluff and dramatic confessions?? Sorry if it’s far too much detail, I get carried away. Your writing is amazing, keep up the fantastic work!

somebody, some body

featuring: sugawara 

goddddd i’m so sorry i am late with a post AGAIN. this has been way overdue to be posted actually, and last night i finished it and was almost done with editing but accidentally lost everything i added and edited in the draft :// so thank you for being patient with me! this ended up being pretty long, so hopefully that makes up for the wait :) anyway, i really liked this idea! i have a little personal experience with this kind of situation, so it was fun to explore those feelings a bit. thanks for requesting and enjoy!

you didn’t always know that you would be in love with koshi sugawara. your dynamic was always friendly, and nothing more. so where did you go wrong?

when you think back to your history with suga, you could never find yourself resenting any time you spent with him. it all started when you moved into his neighborhood and as a shy child, you didn’t have the easiest time making friends. but he was a kind boy who was around your age and made it easy for you to form a bond with him. after all those years, neither one of you had changed that much. you were still reserved at heart but, he was the one who pushed you to things that you both could enjoy. 

one is joining the high school volleyball club together. you weren’t usually one to go outside of your comfort zone, but with him, you felt like you could do anything. he had you fuel your enthusiasm and you had him to thank for that. volleyball ended up being a great idea because it was quite a versatile sport that anyone could play. you found that you were quite athletic and took a liking to the libero position. there was just something exciting about digging a ball off the ground and rolling on the floor to get back up again. also, it looked pretty cool. 

so that was great until you hurt your shoulder during a game, which ended up being more severe than it seemed. now you couldn’t lift your left arm very far over your head unless you wanted to dislocate your shoulder again. it was already a tough recovery period because all you wanted to do was get back to the game. 

he was there with you for the entirety of it and even though he mostly encouraged you, he had to make sure you knew you wouldn’t do anything to hurt yourself. you felt helpless. it was the lowest he had ever seen you and he did everything he could to lift you back up again.

that was something you could never take for granted with him. 

the thing about you and suga is that you were in constant contact, especially during school. if it wasn’t sending each other funny memes or tiktoks, you were either on snapchat with each other or texting. sometimes simultaneously. 

are you alive?? 

yeah i’m awake, unfortunately

what do u want sugar-wara 

whoa how are you up this early lol and sugar is my thing ok

let’s go get sweet buns before class

ur right, it is ur thing. ur sugar-wara

okay i’ll meet you by the light in 15 

there was a lonely intersection in your neighborhood with a red stoplight that seems to have malfunctioned and now the light never stops blinking. you and suga lived on the same street, with the intersection being a perfect place to literally meet in the middle. 

“hey, sugar-- uh oh. someone doesn’t look so sweet today!”

he was always so peppy in the mornings. 

“yeah, well, maybe if someone didn’t wake me up with their annoying texts..”

“if you really don’t want to be woken up, you’d put your phone on do not disturb. you can thank me later for being your alarm clock.” 

he gave you a bright smile and a few head pats before you set off down the road to your favorite bakery which happened to be on the way to school. you didn’t go every morning, but most days it was necessary for you to start your day off right. 

“how’s the team looking this year, mr. vice captain?”

“pretty good, actually! four first years joined the team and one of them’s over six feet tall. our blocks will be unstoppable!”

 there were several things you loved about suga but, if there was one thing you enjoyed most, it was hearing him get psyched about volleyball. even though you couldn’t play anymore, his undying enthusiasm for the sport made you feel like you were living through him vicariously. 

“and there’s one who’s on the shorter side, only a little taller than noya. but he seems to have so much energy and drive, it’s just-- i don’t know, i have a feeling we could actually make it to nationals this year.” 

“wow, that’s great!” 

“you should come to practice and see them! also we just got asahi back so i need to make sure my sets really land.” 

“kou, you know i love watching you guys but isn’t that what kiyoko’s there for?”

“well, yeah, but you know how i play best!”

“yeah, sure. it’s not like i have anything better to do.” 

“you never let me down!” 

 his smile never let you down. 

it was your senior year of high school and it felt like things were going to be nothing but great.

“so...speaking of you knowing me best,” he started rather hesitantly.

“what would you do if i...made you dinner?”

“i...what?”

“oh, uh, oh, no. not, like, i make you dinner but, like...rei finally agreed to come around tonight and i thought i’d make something for them.”

“oh, um,” you tried to force a smile. “yeah, i think they’d like that.”

“yeah? you don’t think it’s too cheesy or anything? we haven’t hung out very much but i’d thought it would be a nice way to show them that i mean what i feel, you know?”

“yeah, yeah! that sounds perfect, kou..”

if only they knew that they were so lucky. 

you knew about this person, rei. they were your teammate and even a friend at one time. they transferred to karasuno during your second year and you bonded over your shared interest of the libero position. they didn’t get to play much that season until you got injured and had to quit playing. 

to see them fill that position so easily, it made you feel so type of way. a way that suga couldn’t know because even though he was there for you, he couldn’t deny his feelings. you remember when he told you that he liked them. about how he’s liked them ever since they came to karasuno and about how he was nervous to talk to them. 

and guess what?

you encouraged him. you encouraged him to try to pursue someone who you knew and liked, so now you had to hide that you were envious of both their position on the team AND the fact that your best friend is in love with them. 

at first, you tried to look at it as a positive point. you were still friendly with them, but volleyball was the only thing that connected you so you didn’t talk to them that much anymore. but now that suga, the person you’re closest to, was talking to them, it opened up the possibility that you would be able to reconnect with them. you had to be supportive. you were his friend, his closest friend, after all. 

-

the next morning you didn’t wake up from a text from suga. no, it took several snooze buttons to wake you up, which already put you in a bad mood. 

it’s ur turn now. are u alive??

i actually woke up to my alarms, how weird. u must be dead lol 

also have you done the english assignment yet? i need serious help >_<

you weren’t afraid to double, triple, even quadruple text him because more often than not, he did that to you. sometimes he’d even send longish paragraphs as he did later that day when classes had already started. 

hey sorry today has just been filled with fun and thriving and good stuff! rei asked me if i wanted to meet up with them before school last night and they made me some sweet buns and they were soooo good. i think we’re going to eat lunch together with some of their friends from vbc. ugh english sucks for me too. idk why you think i’m good at it

you almost jumped at the gesture to reply. it was never this long that he would go without text you at least one dumb thing. 

haha it’s okay don’t be sorry! so i guess last night went well?

also ur great at english sugar-wara what r u talking about??

it surprised you how quickly they seemed to become so friendly. it was kinda weird that he would already be spending a lot of time with her and now meeting all her friends. he probably already knew of them though, with volleyball and everything. the thoughts of how long you would have to wait for a reply crept in your mind, but that was quickly erased by an elapsed period of only a few minutes. 

yeah it went great! they had never had someone cook for them before, so they really liked it. this morning they told me they’d show me how to make fried eggs bc i said i dont know how to use a stove lol 

wait you made a whole meal for this person and u don’t know how to use the stove??

i used a crockpot and microwave ok :// don’t make fun of me dingus 

well a stove would definitely broaden ur horizons lmao that’s nice it went well though 

thank you i hope its going well 

that conversation was truly the end of the beginning. 

Every day after that seemed to happen the same way. you’d wake up, no text from suga. he hadn’t even replied to what you last said the previous night. you didn’t see him much either, but you knew who he was with probably. you would still stop by at volleyball practice where you did get to see him but they were there also. so you found yourself dipping out a lot more. 

it just felt weird. seeing him talk to someone he didn’t even know before. they didn’t even know him. even when you two were on the team together, they never once showed much interest in him and now it just seemed strange that they would. 

the transition was particularly difficult for you, as much as you didn’t want to admit it. one night you were so overwhelmed with work because you had waited too long to do it. frantically texting suga was an understatement. 

you knew you couldn’t put all your reliance on him but it was weird that he wasn’t replying on a school night as he was just as much a procrastinator as you. you dragged yourself through the night, trying to put together a somewhat coherent speech for english the next day. which, again, started as it had for the past few weeks. you still hadn’t heard from him, but it doesn’t even matter anymore. by the time he replied, it was almost embarrassing on your part. 

oh my god y/n i’m so sorry i didn’t reply sooner. i tried to get all my work done early so i could hang out with rei last night and i was asking my mom for advice and she told me to just pay attention to them as much as possible so i just wanted to be with them, you know? but i really hope you didn’t beat yourself up too much about it and that you got at least a little sleep. i’m sure your speech went well :) 

you sounded desperate for his help and meanwhile, he’s genuinely trying to show someone how much they mean to him. could you look any more stupid? 

you didn’t even want to reply but you felt like you had to. 

no don’t be sorry koshi! if anything i’m sorry i was just super frustrated in the moment and didn’t know what to do. i managed to pull something halfway decent together i think so it’s all okay now 

was it okay though? 

that was when you realized that things would never be the same. you’re his best friend and that’s simply it. you mean something to him, but not the same something that they mean to him. you couldn’t go to him when you help because then you’d be taking his time away from someone who wanted to feel that special meaning. it was a hard pill to swallow, for sure. but there were still several questions that lingered in the potential of what your relationship could be.

isn’t it possible to be both a best friend and a partner at the same time? you didn’t see any problem with it, so why couldn’t it be true? 

-

two weeks past and suga, your best friend, decided to let you in on some news. 

going up against all these powerhouse schools is definitely tough but it’ll help our team in the long run. we’re really amped to play seijoh soon but also i have an s/o now who can come and cheer us on 

WAIT you guys made it official?? when?

haha we’ve been official for like two weeks now 

oh well that’s great! 

(what the actual hell.)

months went by and you saw suga maybe two or three times. and only saw him, usually with the rest of the volleyball team or with rei and their friends. you texted now and then but it wasn’t the same. you had to accept that it wouldn’t be the same, so you did. you had a good group of friends who you spent more of your time with, as well as trying to focus as much as possible on school. entrance exams were coming up and you couldn’t let this be your downfall, even though you and suga had previously talked about possibly going to the same college together. but that wasn’t important anymore. 

you had your priorities and suga had his. 

which was the biggest reason why you decided not to go to the game against aoba johsai. you told him that you would try to make it, if schoolwork and college prep courses would lend you the chance. you were just trying to focus on yourself and work hard in on your own. you still texted him just to show that you still cared. 

sorry i couldn’t make it to the game! how did it go?

we lost :’(( we were so close too 

oh no :( i’m sorry kou. but i know you guys will get them next time!

he never replied, which only made you want to grow further from him. 

summer vacation rolled around and it was about a month out from suga’s birthday. a strange text appeared from someone you didn’t expect. 

Hey so I wanted to get manga for suga for his bday but I cannot for the life of me remember which ones he has so can you try to casually ask him which ones he has? like the next time you guys talk about manga or something?

you felt weird that they were asking for your help, considering that they now spent more time with him than you did. but you weren’t going to completely ignore them either.

to be honest we haven’t talked a whole lot lately but i’ll try to subtly ask him 

Okay awesome thanks!

what were you thinking of getting him?

Deathnote lol nothing original

hmm maybe the new aot volume? 

Yeah, that’s a good one. Or maybe BNHA

yeah that too! do you still want me to ask him? 

Yeah could you? 

yeah sure!

Yay thanks! 

okay i’ll let you know what i find out

going through with this was even worse. if it were you, you’d take him to see his favorite artist in concert. he wasn’t never much of a concert guy but he would talk about how badly he wanted to go see them live. or a more lowkey and personal option would be to customize a crewneck for him. you had a knack for designing and decorating plain-looking clothes and he would try to do it himself but would always remark how much better yours always turned out. 

but this time you’re simply the messenger and wouldn’t get that chance to get him something you know he’d love. not that he wouldn’t like manga, but it just seemed like they weren’t putting a ton of thought into it. maybe you couldn’t blame them though, it had only been a few months that they had been dating. 

that conversation honestly seemed more out-of-the-blue than anything, but you were hoping that suga would be as oblivious as ever. it didn’t even matter in the end because he never even answered your subtle way of asking. you didn’t feel like double texting because a.) you hadn’t done that in months and b.) it seemed too obvious. 

in the end, you did all that you could do and told rei that you had no information to provide, even after a week had passed. that was your, now monthly, interaction with suga that month. 

but it wasn’t like you weren’t thinking about him. 

your interactions moved from text to strictly snapchat, where you would hold streaks for considerable amounts of time. but every time you seemed to break contact with him, you found yourself blaming them. but you couldn’t blame them. they were with him, dating him. they had a right to claim a spot by his side. you had learned to pull back and just live your life. 

but life didn’t want you to have a great time either. albeit through a simple app like snapchat, he was the one asking you if you were okay. at this point, you would probably just deflect but somehow, you found yourself telling him about how you didn’t do so well on your entrance exams, despite having done what you could to prepare for them. you just thought you were so focused to do well, but maybe it was too much focus. you told him it would be alright. another notification came through.

snapchat from sugar wara  

you opened it to a selfie of him, one that was angled upwards to position him looking right up into the camera, his wide hazel eyes being the centerpiece of the photo. the caption simply said, “promise?”

and that was when it happened. you felt something different in your heart like it was knocked around in your chest. you smiled at the simple response and replied, “yeah i promise!!” 

it felt strange, but you finally admitted it, 

you were in love with koshi sugawara. 

timing was, without a doubt, a demise in all of your previous relationship endeavors. you could never seem to get that part right, also coming in too fast or not knowing if you should wait. you had only hoped that someone you liked would like you just as much. so catching feelings for someone, strong feelings at that, was not part of your current life plans. let alone with suga, someone you were, at one point, extremely close to. 

you know so much about him and what scared you was that your confession would be the only one that could mess up whatever relationship you had left with him. why couldn’t you just enjoy where you stood with him? why should your selfish feeling have to get in the way? 

stupid was an understatement as you how you felt. he was still dating rei, and that didn’t look like it was going to end anytime soon. you didn’t know what to do or how to cope. you can fight your feelings, but they can’t change right away. and for as long as you’ve known suga, the history you’ve shared with him, it seemed like these feelings weren’t leaving anytime soon. 

you spent the next couple of weeks trying to get everything out, while simultaneously trying to forget. you vented about it to your friends and while most of them offered advice, you stuck with just remaining stagnant. one of them suggested that you confess to him but that was what you feared most: that your feeling would become so overwhelming that you had to do something impulsive to relieve them. he would probably never talk to you again. there was nothing you could do. he was in a relationship with someone he really likes. why would you try to ruin that for him? 

you didn’t go to any of the preliminaries, mostly because of prep courses and trying to prepare for the next round of entrance exams. you still kept up with suga and saw that they won in the game against seijoh and we now going to the finals against shiratorizawa. you swiped up on his story and typed a simple, “omg that's amazing!! see I knew you guys could do it.” you continue to scroll through your phone, not thinking that much about it until a notification popped up.

sugar wara is typing…

snapchat from sugar wara

yeah it was great! Wish you could have been here though :(

me too! college prep courses seem to have been taking up all my time :P

is there any chance that you could try to find time to come to finals? 

we've been trying to get all the support that we can

plus it would be nice to see a familiar face there :) 

yeah i'll see what i can do to try to be there!

 wymd a familiar face? hasn't rei been going to the prelims?

they have been but we actually broke up about two weeks ago

i sort of initiated it but i promise it's okay

your eyes almost fell out of your head when you read that 2 weeks ago you were talking about how you were in love with him and were and decided to accept that it wasn't going to happen. now you're hearing that at the same time they had broken up? It seemed odd and... bittersweet. 

oh no i'm sorry kou :(

you bit your lip as you couldn't help but ask.

wdym you initiated it tho?

so kageyama has been killing it as our setter especially with his quick attack move with hinata 

rei was worried that i wasn't being treated fairly bc i'm a senior and vice-captain and all that. i tried to reassure them that i just want to see our team thrive and go to nationals but they still were worried about it and would talk about how they would go to games and never see me play once

it's been hard especially that it happened right before the seijoh game and now before finals

yeah i'm sure it's been difficult 

but don't beat yourself don't blame yourself so much! the team needs your support just as much as it needs players. nobody could replace that :)

thanks y/n :) i appreciate you so much

although you thought you would be happy, you can’t help but still feel weird about this whole thing. you felt like the ball was in your court but your bum arm couldn’t receive it properly. your feelings for him had been strong and you felt like you had to pack them all the way so now it just felt wrong to let them flow out again. but now that there was no conflict of interest, did you have to hide your feelings? 

it was more complicated than it was before. you didn't know how anything was going to play out at all and that kinda scared you. you did know one thing though, and that was how to be a loyal friend to suga because that's all you ever were from the start and that's what you could and would be for the future.

-

it was the friday before the finals game. 

you decided to stay late after school to maximize your focus on studying. it seemed to have worked because the sun was going down before you knew it. you wanted to get ahead on work so you could go to the game tomorrow. you and suga had been talking more recently and while it wasn’t as much as it used to be, it was more than it had been in the past several months. 

you quickly gathered up your things and left school for the night. the pretty orange and pink sky lit your way home through the quiet town and into the residential parts. at that point, the dark had met and light and-

“y/n! hey, wait!”

you turned to see none other than suga, jogging up behind you to catch up. you smiled at his sudden presence, looking past him to see the small group of the rest of the team. 

“hey! funny seeing you here.”

“yeah, haha,” he chuckled, catching his breath from suddenly running a considerable distance. “are you going home?”

“yeah.”

“can i walk with you?”

“of course.”

great! so i’m guessing you stayed late at school? you’re still wearing your uniform.”

“oh, yeah,” you affirmed, looking down at your monotonous outfit. “i just wanted to be all caught up on work and studying so i could go to the game tomorrow.”

“oh, yeah? that’s good to hear! yeah, we were-- we just had a late practice. coach left before us but we wanted to stay a little longer.”

“i hope you guys win tomorrow, it seems like you’ve been working really hard.”

“yeah, i hope so too. we’ve come a long way in such a short amount of time, it just feels like we can’t stop now.” 

you nodded in agreement. there was a beat of silence just then, and while it wasn’t awkward, it felt like something was lingering in the air.

“so, um,” he spoke up after several seconds. his eyes met yours and you felt that pang in your chest again, quickly looking away. “it’s been a while, huh?”

“yeah. yeah, it has, i guess,” you laughed lightly. you reached the intersection with the never-ending blinking stoplight and you turned around to face him.

“but i guess i’ll see you tomorrow, right?”

“yeah. yeah!”

“okay, get some sleep. goodnight.”

he nodded and you grinned at him before turning around to walk the rest of the way home until his voice stopped you again.

“hey, y/n?”

“yeah, kou?”

he looked down and all around, anywhere but your face.

“i, um, i know things have been kinda weird between for a while but it’s made me realize that i missed you, a lot.”

“yeah, i missed you, too.”

“but it’s also made me realize that i enjoy spending time with you and talking to you. like, even now, just talking to you makes me feel-- i don’t know. it makes me feel at ease like i’m home. and i’d really like to spend more time with you because i, um, i really like you.”

“you, you what?”

“i really like you, sugar.”

in all the ways you had imagined this happening, you never thought that you would feel your face fall to a frown, your heart beating in your ears. something just didn’t sit right with you about it.

“i, i, i don’t know what to say...”

“it’s okay if you don’t! i just wanted to tell you.”

“but why are you telling me this now?”

“do you-- do you not feel the same?”

“no. no! i’ve been wanting to hear you say something like that for so long, it’s just. you broke up with rei not too long ago and-- i don’t know. something isn’t right about it.” you shook your head, unsure of what you were trying to say.

“it’s how i feel,” he shrugged. “i just wanted to tell you and have a good feeling to hold onto to make tomorrow a little easier.”

you looked at him in disbelief.

“oh, so you think you can confess all that to me right before this big game and that i’ll automatically reciprocate those feelings when you just broke up with someone not even a month ago? i’m not a second choice--”

“no, sugar, listen, that’s not how i meant it at all--”

“no sugawara.” those words made him go quiet instantly. you never used his full name, there was always some sort of play on it, so this was serious. 

“maybe that’s not how you meant it, but that’s how i’m taking it. i’ve been wanting to tell you for so long how i felt but i wanted to respect your feelings so i didn’t. so please, respect mine. i’m not the good luck charm that you can just confess to and expect that it’ll all be okay. this just isn’t right. i’m sorry, koshi. 

your voice broke as his name left your lips, tears beginning to fall. you didn’t even give him a chance to respond, a rush of adrenaline telling you to quickly turn and get out of there. 

-

you didn’t get much sleep that night. 

it was hard not to think about your conflicted feelings over suga’s confession. you had hoped for that moment for a long time but the timing simply wasn’t right. how funny and ironic is that? you thought your timing was off. maybe you were meant for each other in that way. you couldn’t help but let your feelings get the best of you and you were beginning to become what you feared most from him. you thought he would immediately reject you and make you feel bad about ever saying anything about how you felt. but the roles are reversed and that was the part that blindsided you the most. 

you didn’t think that how you reacted was wrong but you also couldn’t imagine how he was feeling right now. he just wanted to feel good right before a big game but that backfired right in his face. some might call it karma, but part of you thought he didn’t deserve it. 

the pressure was setting in as the game went into the fifth and final set. what made it worse was kageyama wouldn’t be starting that set, his nose bleeding from the spike he took to the face. suga was genuinely thrilled to be a teacher, a mentor, and a support system for his fellow teammates. he didn’t mind that another, rather talented, setter had joined the team because that meant he wouldn’t have to worry about passing the position over to someone who he thought didn’t deserve it. 

he almost forgot he was actually a player on the team when everyone looked to him to fill in. this was his moment and it just happened to be at the most overwhelming part of this game. Both teams were tired while simultaneously running on pure adrenaline to see who was going to come out on top. 

suga had an opportunity, not only to start the set but be the trailblazer for their success. 

the nerves set in as he held up the paddle with the number nine on it, kageyama holding it up with him for a moment. It was symbolic in a way. suga always thought he’d be passing the baton to him, his successor as karasuno’s official setter, but this felt just as sentimental. Suga hadn’t played much this season but he got to watch the team grow into something that it once was: something great. They’ve had their share of loss and strife but it finally seemed like they had come so far and the only direction they can go is up. 

the nerves set in as he looked around, anywhere to ease them. His eyes automatically went to the team banner, black with the simple word ‘fly’ written over it, where all the school and their supporters were watching. he went down the line quickly but the wave of a hand caught his eye. his eyes shifted back and felt that familiar grin on him.

it was you. 

“c’mon suga! You can do it!”

and so he did. 

once the final ball hit the ground, the room was quiet with shock. it had been tight for most of the game but no one really expected this outcome. they were going to nationals. daichi, suga, and asahi embraced, taking in the satisfying feeling of victory. 

after the awards ceremony, you were buzzing with excitement for them, trying to calmly follow the rest of the crowd out of the gym. you could tell they were somewhere along the hallway as another crowd formed to congratulate the winning team. you weaved in and out of it, even getting on your toes to see if you could spot a familiar head of gray hair. 

you finally caught a glance at him from afar, his smile growing as his eyes locked onto yours.

“y/n!”

you mimicked his expression and found your feet moving quicker than your brain could process. he put in the same amount of haste to meet you in the middle. you both stopped at about an arm’s length away from each other. his flushed cheeks and slightly red but glistening eyes held your smile as you decided to speak first. 

“hey, kou.”

“hey, sugar.”

another minute couldn’t be wasted as you finally crashed into one another. it felt better to hold somebody that you knew and genuinely loved. you could be sure that he felt the same way as he held your body tightly against him. 

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[artificialqueens]

I Can Feel it Through the Screen, Chapter 1 (Branjie) - Kiyo

A/N: first time writing Branjie so, seeking criticism xD. This is a Lesbian AU. And hopefully I'll have chapter 2 done quick if you like it.

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tick...tock...tick...tock

The clock hung on the wall kept ticking, each of them sounding longer than the other whilst Brooke Lynn mindlessly walked around her living room whilst the tv played some late night show presented by another old white dude. Sighing deeply, she finally sat on her couch.

Brooke could already feel herself slowly falling asleep when she sunk into the cushions. The seconds passed by, the TV finally turning off on it's own due to the lack of interaction, finally her apartment was completely silent, nothing but her own breathing could be heard yet she found it hard to relax and fall asleep.

Not that she tried to relax or was able to, Brooke was hyper fixated on everything in the darkly lit room, she couldn't stop herself. The only source of light being the moon shinning through her open window, the curtains floating slightly by the cold breeze entering, sending slight chills down the blonde's spine...

Brooke finally layed down, her head resting on her firm couch pillow, already hurting her neck. Once again, Brooke managed to find something wrong and it stressed her out. "Ugh.." She groaned, sitting up again, her eyes barely able to stay open as she reached for her phone that was promptly set upside down on the glass table placed infront of the couch.

She switched her phone on, slightly blinded by the light coming from it, rubbing her eye's with her free hand before proceeding to unlock it, typing the very original password '100386'.

And too Brooke's expectations, she'd received no texts, which was the only releaving thing she'd seen tonight. Not having to deal with anybody, as of right now was truly a blessing, that was until she opened instagram, seeing '16 DMs' at the top right corner of her screen, sighing, not knowing why she hadn't expected this, clicking on the little paper plane icon, seeing that 6 of those messages where from Yvie. '45 minutes ago', moment's like these, Brooke Lynn realized that muting instagram notifications wasn't exactly the smartest choice.

'Well, great.' Brooke Lynn thought to herself, sighing before beginning to read them.

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Yvie Oddly: Brooke, do you still have those rings you showed me?

Yvie Oddly: Damn, you must be sleeping.

Yvie Oddly: nevermind about the rings, I found soething

Yvie Oddly: ****something

Yvie Oddly: I suck at typing

Yvie Oddly: Tell Vanessa I'm too busy to come over tomorrow, thanks, sry to bother u lmao

-

Right, Vanessa had planned this little party with a few of her friends, calling it 'Vanjie night', Brooke wasn't invited to it because it was suppose to be just Vanjie and her friends, and apparently the reason Brooke couldn't come was that they didn't want Branjie to be acting all cuddly and lovey dovey if they we're to come over. Brooke found it stupid, really, but she didn't protest, it wasn't that deep anyway, not that she wanted to go to thay stupid hang out party anyway.

-

Brooke Lynn Hytes: Sure, I'll tell her.

-

Brooke replied before throwing her phone at the other side of the couch before realizing she probably needed to text Vanessa now. Great- with a loud huff accompanying the action, Brooke reached for her phone again. Unlocking it and going back on Instagram. Seeing Vanessa was online, thank god, she wouldn't need to wait forever for her to respond.

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Brooke Lynn Hytes: Hey, Yvie said she'd be too busy to go to your little party.

VANESSA VANJIE MATEO: Oh, aight, she could've just texted me instead of bothering you, sorry boo <3, anyways, how u doing? I didn't get my usual hearts accompanying yo texts, u actin weird blondie

Brooke Lynn Hytes: Sorry, just a little tired, I forgot to put them. 💞💘💖💗

VANESSA VANJIE MATEO: I feel your negativity through my screen, whats up? I know this is not some tired story bullshit

Brooke Lynn Hytes: im just stressed, dont worry about it.

VANESSA VANJIE MATEO: wait... since when do u put ponctuations on ur texts- call me rn

Brooke Lynn Hytes: babe, im tired.

VANESSA VANJIE MATEO: And im worried, call me.

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Brooke ran her fingers through her hair, sighing, already feeling her stress getting worse as now she needed to call Vanessa, she was well aware that her girlfriend was only worried about her but it still freaked her out, why did she have to be stupid? She could've just put the damn hearts and said nothing more but knowing Vanessa, she would've still known Brooke was out of it, she always knew.

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Incoming video chat from VANESSA VANJIE MATEO

Brooke answered, looking at the screen with a tired expression, seeing Vanessa laying in bed, most likely the lamp on her bed side table providing the little amount of light shinning on her tanned features. "Hey." Brooke Lynn smiled weakly, standing up to walk next to her window, getting some of the moonshine onto her, trying to be bare visibly.

"Hey, twinkle toes." Vanjie giggled, squinting her eyes to try and see Brooke a little better. "I can barely see you, turn on a light or something."

"The light hurts my eyes, I've been trying to sleep for the past hour." Brooke replied in a slightly annoyed tone.

"Could've said that without the attitude but aight." Vanessa replied jokingly, hearing Brooke sigh. "Oh, you're stressed, stressed." She remarked, pursing her lips together and trying to think quickly of something to say but Brooke Lynn unexpectedly spoke up.

"I don't know, everything is stressing me out right now, even the dumbest things like my pillow's firmness." Brooke explained, earning another look of concern from her partner. "I just wanna sleep but I can't, like, the couch is uncomfortable but I don't want to sleep in my bed for some reason." Brooke didn't know why she felt like this sometimes. There we're moment where there we're strange things she suddenly couldn't do for a certain amount of time or else she'd get stressed.

"You're having one of those stress episodes again? You really need to go to a therapist boo, seriously, thats not normal." Vanessa pointed out but that didn't seem to help Brooke right now. "What if I came by and picked you up so you can sleep over at mines tonight? Would you like that?" She asked and Brooke stayed silent.

"I have mushy pillows, they're so soft, I know you love em." She giggled, getting a little reaction from Brooke, that sweet smile Vanessa loved to see. "Sure, pick me up." Brooke chuckled, walking over to the light switch, turning on the light so Vanessa could finally see her clearly.

"You look so pretty~" Vanessa smiled, sitting up in her bed. "I just wanna kiss you." She said. "You can kiss me later." Brooke replied, getting a knowing glance from her girlfriend, making Brooke laugh. "You need to make thay face again just so I can screenshot it and make it your profile picture in my phone." Brooke cackled, making Vanjie break out into laughter as well.

"When you're here, you can take a picture, it'll be prettier than a screenshot. Anyhow, I'm gonna put some pants on and come pick you up." Vanjie said. "Alright, baby, see you later." Brooke Lynn blew a kiss and winked before hanging up.

-

She felt excited to get away from her apartment, or maybe just excited to see her girlfriend, a mix of both...but that didn't really matter. She was excited.

Brooke power walked to her bathroom, looking at herself through the mirror, she actually looked decently good, maybe a little tired but that was normal after taking five 5 minute long naps.

And quicker than she expected, she heard a ring st her door bell, smiling to herself, Brooke made her way to the front door, unlocking it and opening the door to see Vanessa with a big smile in her face. "Hey bitch~"

"Hi baby." Brooke giggled, hugging the shorter girl tightly, pressing her face against her chest. "I know im short but that's no excuse to shove my face in your tits- not that I mind but still." Vanessa snickered. Looking up at Brooke Lynn who kissed her forehead. "Sorry, I was just happy to see you." Brooke smiled.

"I can tell." Vanessa laughed. "Oh, shut it." Brooke rolled her eyes before letting go of Vanessa, breaking the embrace. "Sure." Vanessa giggled, holding Brooke's hand. "How about i take you home now, malady." Vanessa winked. "You're painfully cringy." Brooke replied monotonely. "And you're a pain in the ass, let's go."

"I might be but you still love me." Brooke smiled smugly. "Of course, I love you, dumbass." Vanessa said. "Kiss me and then we can go." Brooke chuckled, receiving a quick peck on the lips from Vanjie. "Hey~ I said kiss, no lt peck." Brooke Lynn whined. "Fine."

Vanessa sighed, cupping Brooke Lynn's face and kissing her softly, feeling Brooke's hands go to her waist, pulling her closer but  Vanjie broke the kiss. "Not that kissing on your door step bothers me but I'd rather do that in a comfy bed." Vanessa giggled. "Right." Brooke chuckled. "Let's go."

[hes-writer]

Harry and Y/N are best friends (2)

Summary: Harry and Y/N haven’t seen each other in a while

Warnings: angst

Word Count: 4.1k

In a perfect world, Y/N would’ve had the courage to confess– again– but maybe when the circumstances were a bit better than they were before. Maybe he would actually reciprocate her feelings, and maybe he wouldn’t have met Luna because he had decided that his heart belonged to Y/N back home.

In an effort to add more people into her minuscule group of friends, Y/N had signed up for Zumba at her local community center. She was a bit iffy at first about signing up because it wasn’t cheap, and Y/N would rather much buy herself some snacks at the store, but she knew that she needed to get out there in order to get her mind off of her failed confession to Harry. Ever since she first stepped into the activity room with a large mirror right in front of her, Y/N was forced to face with her reflection and watch her body move quite stiffly with the music.

Then, she would’ve disregarded the obvious flaws because Y/N wasn’t very harsh with herself and she thought that whatever is ‘wrong’ with her, she can improve; that’s why she chose to see only the good things, thing that she liked. She was on the heavier side, a sizeable bum than most and she had a muffin top, but Y/N used those societal flaws to build herself up to be more confident. Plus, Harry always told her that she looked beautiful, and complimented her whenever he could. It wasn’t that she needed Harry’s approval to know that she’s beautiful, but it definitely helped her self-esteem when someone like him made herself believe that she was worth something. So that’s why she was a bit confused as to why Y/N was looking at herself right now and was only seeing the flaws she otherwise would’ve ignored or maybe gaped at in a positive light. Her hips were jutting out a bit more, she noticed. A sixth sense made her feel like everybody around her was staring at her in judgment. A sane part of her knows that she was just being paranoid, but the larger half couldn’t help but be more aware of her actions, taking unnecessary steps back so she wouldn’t be in anyone’s direct line of view.

And Y/N knew why she was perceiving this sort of emotion. She recognized that a considerable part of her was envious of Luna’s appearance. Y/N wasn’t anywhere near hers--beauty wise--so maybe that’s the root of all of her negative input. She was used to it, she guesses. Being around Harry for an extensive amount of time meant that she was in a plethora of pictures, ones that were posted in media articles, newspapers, and on social media. While others ignored her visible presence of being in the background right behind him, other outlets still isolated her and made comments about who she was without really learning who she is. So yes, there are some assumptions being made and certainly are their gossips about her looks saying that she was ‘too ugly’ to be hanging out with Harry, or that she wasn’t as skinny as the previous women he had linked himself to (assuming that they were dating). Like she said, it usually wouldn’t disturb her or trouble her mind since Harry’s reassurance echoes in her mind every time she doubted herself. It was comforting for someone to just be there for her, but Y/N was in slow progress of accepting the fact that he might not be there for her anymore in the very near future, she figures.

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“Hey Y/N, are you okay? You seemed about out of it,” Darren, the instructor, approached her when most of the participants left the room. She was searching for the towel she was quite sure she threw in her gym bag in a rush.

“Huh? Yeah, I’m okay. Thanks” Y/N smiled at him, forcing herself to converse with him although she wasn’t in the best mood right now.

“So I was thinking, if you aren’t doing anything Friday night ...we could maybe get dinner together,” Darren started, inspecting her face for any sign of discomfort from her. The last thing he wanted was for Y/N to feel uncomfortable because of him.

“Oh no, I’m sorry I have plan--,” Y/N trailed off, a sudden realization hitting her square in the face. Friday night used to be their nights. She closed off and rejected any invitations given to her especially on Friday’s because there was no question as to whether or not she and Harry were going to hang out or not-- it was always a yes. They didn’t even check in on each other if they’re cool for spending time together because it was such a routine that nobody dared questioned.

“It’s okay if you can’t, by the way,” He added, noticing that she was taking a pregnant pause. He shifted on his sneaker-clad feet nervously while biting his lip.

If he already missed three weeks in a row, what are the chances of him missing a straight fourth?

Y/N chuckled anxiously, not knowing whether to say yes or now. On one hand, it was a good step for her to spend Friday nights with somebody else instead of her more recent contexts where she sat on her couch alone, eating frozen meals and staring emotionlessly at a supposed ‘comedy show’. But on the other, there was still a slice of her endlessly hoping that Harry would somehow change his plans to include her--his best friend-- if she could even label herself that. It was saddening, really; she was waiting for him to (hopefully) realize that he missed her but then again, she wasn’t in the place to assume anything since Y/N didn’t know what he was thinking or even how he was feeling recently.

“You know what?” Y/N said, clearing her throat. Darren raised an eyebrow at her. “I think it would be gr--”

Both of them glanced at her left hand where she clutched her phone. She gives him a sheepish smile. He must be so annoyed at her.

“Hey y/n, wanna hang out this friday? :))

Luna’s going out with her friends

It’s ok if u dont wanna :/”

“Um actually, I can’t. Maybe next time,” Y/N finally responded, bashfully might she add. She could feel her plump cheeks heating up as if a space heater hit her at full blast, making her cheeks pink.

“It’s alright. Maybe next time, “ Darren repeated. She could see the twinkle in his eyes dispersing a bit and his body to be slouching just an inch shorter. However, she couldn’t find it in herself to care about him; not when Harry had planted himself back in her otherwise boring life.

Yes, it was a bit pitying for Y/N to just let Harry in again despite his actions, but she couldn’t help it. She really does miss him and she’s sure that Harry will explain himself.

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It was finally Friday and Y/N was bouncing on her toes, excited about tonight’s event. She still had a couple of hours before she would be heading over to his house with a bag of goodies. The fact that she hasn’t seen him in a while added spine-tingling energy bursting through her whole body. She woke up on the right side of the bed, the sun peeked through her blinds in the right amounts so she wasn’t blinded. The weather was perfect because when Y/N missed slipping her feet in her fuzzy slippers, her sole was met with a warmness that would usually be a frigid platform. So yes, her mood was elevated profoundly and it was all because of Harry.

She made her breakfast while she was swaying her hips to the beat of the song from her playlist. Y/N thought about how he was able to take her sucky week and do a complete 180. That was when she had to accept another fate; that she was--no doubt-- absolutely in love with him that she was willing to brush his misdemeanors off of her shoulder just like that. She couldn’t find one bone in her body to hate him and she didn’t even reprimand herself for feeling that way because the love she’d grown for him overpowered any other emotion. She was sure that she’d resemble a heart-eyed emoji right now.

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Y/N was giddy, she could feel it throughout her entire body. Her skin was buzzing against her pajamas that she’d worn underneath a layer of clothes to keep her warm. Her fingers pressed the doorbell by the side of the frame. A smile was basically plastered on her face and her cheeks were getting sore for sure yet Y/N’s expression stayed the same despite the cold nipping at her exposed skin. She waited for the porch lights to turn on, indicating that he had let his eye peep through the hole on the door to see her face. For what seemed like five minutes, she stood there in her boots, having already rung the bell twice and her happy expression steadily sagged into one of worry, anxiousness, and disappointment. Did he forget or did he just not hear her? She hoped for the latter because after all, being forgotten was solid evidence of her not being a priority in his life anymore.

The sun had already started setting when she stepped foot outside her apartment and locked the doors so it was no surprise that the night sky had immersed itself in a blanket full of stars, dimly reflecting off of shiny windshields of the cars parked in the driveway. The street lights were her only source of metaphorical warmth. His car was here, so why wasn’t he answering the door?

It had been ten minutes later when Y/N heard the clicks of the locks from the other side of the door from her position, butt frozen sitting on the wooden staircase leading up to his front door. She had tightened the hood of her sweater over her head and her hands were shoved in the pockets to conserve heat after she spent time contacting him on her phone to which she got no reply.

“Y/N,” He breathed out. She stood up quickly, almost slipping at the abruptness and for a moment she saw stars circling in front of her eyes but she steadied herself.

“What took you so long?” She muttered while bending down to get the bag of food. Standing up straighter, he could see that he was matching her; grey sweatpants and a t-shirt.

“J-just doing some stuff around the house,” He leaned in for a hug after she had kicked off her shoes messily to the side. Her coat hung on the rack and the heat of Harry’s home made her stomach feel fuzzy. Y/N succumbed immediately into his warm hug, nuzzling her face into his neck like she always does. “Missed you, lovie”

“Missed you too, H” It was a deja-vu moment for her, mind flashing back to the airport a couple of weeks ago. But he was here now, he wasn’t going to leave her to run off with Luna; he was hers for the time being and she damn as hell going to make sure that every second with him was spent well.

She felt the familiar knack in his arms as he tightened the length of it around her body, his hair tickling her face in the slightest ways, bodies pressed together so near that it felt like they were one. Y/N breathed in deeply, searching for his scent that filled her nostrils and made her heart beat calmly. When she did, it was different. It was sweet in a sense, a robust aroma wafting off of his neck, something raw and metallic; unfamiliar.

Her sock-covered feet padded against the marble flooring, bag rusting as she swayed it while she walked. Her voice resonated in the large room in question about how he was doing and what he had been up to that he took such a long time to get the door. She got her answer not a second later, not from the deep rumbling of his chest, but the sight in front of her.

Y/N’s head tilted to the side in confusion of seeing the back of Luna’s head as she scavenged the refrigerator for food. She turned around to face Harry, eyebrows raising as if to say ‘what is she doing here?’. He was about to open his mouth when Luna closed the fridge door.

“Harry, you have no more bread,” Luna whined out, not facing their direction yet.

“Sorry, babe. We’ll buy more tomorrow,”  She turned around then, eyes going wide in the surprise of seeing Y/N.

“Oh, hi Y/N!” Luna greeted her, long legs taking strides to pull Y/N in for an embrace. She was stuck frozen, trying to decipher what was currently happening.

“Luna’s friends canceled so she’s staying with us tonight,” Y/N could feel a drought simpering in her throat.

“I hope that’s okay,” Luna continued, concern flooding her beautiful features as she stared at Y/N.

Harry wasn’t doing something, he was doing someone. Luna. That would certainly explain why she was wearing an oversized jumper stopping mid-thigh, probably underwear, and some socks; it was Harry’s jumper, Y/N concludes because she wore the same one when she complained about being cold one night in his house. It would explain her messy hair, tinted cheeks, and the dazed look in her eyes. They fucked before she got here, that’s why he couldn’t answer the door. Y/N felt disgusting, turning her body fully to face him, inspecting him. His t-shirt was wrinkled, allowing her to see (at close distance) a bruise forming on his neck and clavicle, his hair was sex hair and that god-awful smell she was whiffing was the smell of sex. A shiver ran down her spine at the thought of their actions and the fact that he held her close minutes after he finished with her. As if he needed a hug like the one they shared; full of love and emotion of missing each others’ presence because Y/N certainly did, but him, it was an ordinary action probably acted on through kindness because he didn’t need her anymore. He didn’t need love sprouting from Y/N because he can get it from someone else. A separate devastation harnessed its way into her heart at the visual of a man that she was so helplessly besotted with sharing an intimate action with someone he had known for only months.

“Y-yes of course,” Y/N swallowed thickly, still trying to wrap her mind around the context. Her eyes found Harry’s which were filled with worry, begging her to let him explain what the hell just happened.

“Great! Don’t worry, I’ll take care of the food, you guys make yourselves comfortable,” Luna beamed, shooing the both of them away from the kitchen and towards the living room but not before grabbing Harry’s shirt and giving him a kiss on the lips.

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As soon as Y/N thought that they would be out of earshot, she instantaneously turned around to face Harry who was following her closely.

“What the hell, Harry? You said she was going out, that it would just be the both of us,” Y/N sneered, hands waving in frustration.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. Her plans fell through and she was already here anyways so I thought that you wouldn’t mind if she joined us, “

“I just thought it’d be the two of us,”

“What’s wrong with having her here?” He challenged her, eyebrows rising from their usual place. Y/N gulped heavily, choosing to be careful with her words.

“Nothing is wrong with her being here,”

“Then what’s the problem?”

“I wanted it to be like old times, you know?”

Harry sighed deeply. His legs leading him to stand in front of her, tilting her chin up so she could see the sincerity behind them.

“Look Y/N, it’s going to be different now,” His tone sounded like he was speaking to a child. “Luna and I are together and there’s going to be some changes between-- between us,”

“I know, Harry. I’m not expecting you to invite me every time. I haven’t seen you in so long and she just comes here and take-- spends her time with you and I barely get to see you, H”

“If this is because of what I said to you before, “ And she knew that he was talking about her confession. “Feelings change and sometimes you can’t control it. I didn’t mean to hurt you, Y/N. I wasn’t ready to commit again,”

“That’s beside the point!” Her voice reached a new volume and Harry shot her a warning glance to keep her voice down. “It doesn’t matter if I told you about my feelings or not. What matters is you keep ditching me for her, canceling our plans because she wanted you to stay by her side.”

“I get that you guys are a couple but I feel like I’m not even important to you anymore,”

“That’s not true, you know that’s not true,” He protested. Y/N didn’t know if he was playing dumb or if he was really that daft.

“When’s the last time we hung out together, just us?”

He gaped at her, pink lips opening and closing but no sound came from his throat.

“Exactly, you don’t even know,”

“She’s my girlfriend, Y/N. You’re just my .. my friend” He whispered agitatedly.

Her heart cracked and the fire igniting in her was extinguished. The embers floating amidst the dry and tense atmosphere. He had hit a soft spot, he knew that but it wasn’t on purpose.

“R-right. Of course, “ She nodded, accepting the cold, hard facts. She couldn’t do anything and besides, he was speaking the truth. He never saw her as anything more than a friend and the sooner she gets over that, the faster she can mend her broken heart and move on.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to,”

Y/N held up a palm indicating him to stop talking, “No you’re right. I’m just a friend, a friend that waited out in the cold tonight only to be reminded that she’s never going to be anything else to you,

“Don’t put words in my mouth and I told you I was doing something,” It was his turn to roll his eyes.

She scoffed, “You weren’t doing something, you were doing her!”

“We’re in a relationship. It’s normal,” He explained.

“I know it is,” Y/N took his comment as a blow for her lack of companionship. “I’m just saying, you left me outside in the cold to fuck her--”

“Sorry about that again,”

She glared at him for interrupting her, “And you touched me as if you didn’t just touch her minutes before! I mean god did you even wash your hands?”

He only shook his head at her question.

“That’s disgusting, Harry!”

“I said I was sorry! Why can’t you accept that already?”

She spotted the soiled couch, the cushions pressed in from the weight of Harry and Luna’s bodies, the blanket was half on the couch and a half on the floor.

“Not only did you take your sweet time getting to the door, but you also forgot about me these past few weeks and you know it,”

“I canceled one thing and you’re acting as if I ruined this friendship,”

She stared at him incredulously, “One? It was three, Harry! You kept saying ‘maybe next time’ but it never comes,”

“I can’t just drop everything for you,”

“But you used to”

He ran a hand over his face, the stress of the conversation weighing in on him.

“Luna, sh-she’s more important now,”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I’m saying that I want to focus on her and me,”

“So you’re basically kicking me to the side? Because you found someone else to give you something that you can’t accept from me?”

“That’s not what I’m doing, Y/N,”

“Then explain to me! Please, I’m trying to understand you,” She begged him and Y/N’s sure that Luna had probably heard their conversation by now. It didn’t take that long to prepare the snacks.

“I really want her and I to work,”

“I wish you the best too, you know that. I’m just confused as to where I stand,” Y/N stated. “I don’t want to make you choose, Har, but I need to know if you see me as a convenient person that will always catch you when you fall or if you really care about me because right now, it seems like you don't’”

“I care about you and I love you, Y/N”

“You didn’t answer my question, Styles,” Her eyes were stinging from the tears she was holding back. She wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of crying in front of him. “Are you keeping me around because you know I’ll stay?”

“Please don’t take advantage of me like that.” She pleaded, a lone tear slipping down her cheek and he instinctively reached out to wipe it away; like he used to.

“I-i’m not,”

“Prove it,”

“But Y/N, you said you wouldn’t make me chose,” His reply was an answer in itself, his actions and words were already hinting at possible disclosure between him and her, but hearing it from him made it more real. He already knew that he was going to choose Luna, but he kept Y/N around for the sake of his selfish reasons.

“You choose her, huh?”

He tried to come closer to her, but every time he took a step forward, her body backed away from him.

“I-i don’t know what to say,”

“I don’t know either, H” She puffed her chest out, heart aching deeply at his words.

“I really like her, Y/N”

The knife in her chest twisted, breaking the pieces into sharper shards that scratch her insides, capturing her in an endless loop of pain. Everything she hoped to be, everything she desired to herself was given to somebody else and it wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fair that she is treated so poorly right now by a man she loves and it wasn’t even his fault! He’s right, you can’t control your feelings because Y/N still loves him the way she did before.

“I know,”

---

It hurts. There was a hole in her chest, an abyss swallowing every emotion she felt except anger, pain, grief, loneliness, and disappointment. Those stuck around, circling her heart and making her feel bad about herself but she couldn’t find anything to counteract the sorrow she was feeling. It mocked her like Harry had used her. She didn’t realize it at first because it was subtle and fundamental that when she did,  it was too late to try and revive the old Y/N. She died right along when Harry chose someone else over her.

Her body ached, limbs and joints remaining in the same position for a continuous amount of time. Y/N’s throat was dry, having not spoken for days--having not left her place for days-- and she felt like every time a word scraped by that she would break into a heaving sob, burning her lungs for air as snot filled her nostrils. She turned off her phone to disconnect herself from the outside world, surely nothing important would happen to a nobody like her; a thought that Harry further revealed as true by stepping on her and beating down on her love and trust. She refused to see herself in any reflection because she knew that she would only be met with a lifeless counterpart, a stranger staring at her because even she didn't know who she was anymore. It hurts when every time she closed her eyes, an image of Harry and Luna embedded itself permanently in her brain that she often had to spend nights staring at the ceiling, afraid to sleep.

Y/N didn’t know if he was okay, he probably was, since she hasn’t heard from anyone in days. Sometimes he would sneak into her dreams and give her a few moments to imagine a life where they were together; her dreams were a place for them to be together whereas reality only spits at her pathetic attempt of finding love. He used her for his own selfish reasons and she let him because she desired him too much. He only kept her around because she was a safety net in case anything goes wrong and she couldn’t even let herself be too angry at him because at least he made her feel wanted. At least he trusted her with him himself; but he could never trust her with his heart even though she gave her own to Harry, willingly.

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MY GOD EVERYONE SAYS THAT. drawing front on is so much easier for me, y'all can actually do that annoying ass eye thing and the cheek and the jaw like WHAT HOW. But ye okay I'll actually try to practise it lmaoooooo ahhh THAT MIGHT BE A GOOD IDEA. Also the order thing THank you!

just letting u know now that the video is completely useless unless you just like to watch someone’s process in general SO i wrote up a rly quick summary of what i did

1. i start with a circle and 2 guidelines facing the direction i want. the horizontal guideline gives me an idea of where to place the eyes / start the cheek, and the vertical guideline lets me know where the middle of the face is / where i’ll add or join the chin.

once i draft that circle, i draw over it with the basic face shape of the character, usually setting the forehead and cheek out further than the chin. 

2. for the eyes, i like to begin with the outer-most eye so you can get an idea of the curvature , placement, etc. i place the inner corner of the eye in line with the vertical guideline, and end with the outer corner touching the edge of the face.

although i didn’t do it here, it’s really helpful to draw the upper lids for both eyes first, that way you can nail the placement and symmetry while also making sure you don’t dedicate too much attention to one side. this probably wont make sense, but i also “squish” the iris of the outer eye because as the person is looking over to you / “over the nose”, you’re going to see less of that than you would with the eye completely facing you. if that makes sense  (??)

i also tend to draw the outer eye, eyelid, and eyebrow with more of a “curve” because of how the perspective works. in my mind, anyways. i don’t know if its actually correct oop-

3. flip the canvas !! it definitely helps you understand what you need to fix in terms of both anatomy and perspective. it also makes everything so much easier if you take advantage of the lasso and transform tools. sometimes you don’t draw it right the first time or the 50th time, so it helps when you can just stretch and squish a shape to your desire

4. i draw the bridge of the nose next to the inner part of the outer (furthest) brow bone and drag the line downwards (about midway). i also like to draw that weird triangle thing because of personal preference, dont mind that. to me, it just makes sense in my mind as the shadow cast to the side/on the cheek

5. the mouth!! the edges of the mouth should align with the pupils. so i like to start, again, on the outer edge and bring it inwards. to give the illusion of that 3/4ths profile, i like to end the bottom lip a bit shorter than the top lip and add some dark space inside / where the teeth would be to give the impression of space, cheek, etc. **the red circle under the eye was to show that my lower lids werent level with each other so i wanted to fix that**

6. the ear (v generally speaking) should begin at the same height as the eyes and end at the bottom of the nose. i dont draw the other ear bc its obviously hidden hehe

biggest tip: curves curves curves ! i curve the eyes, the brows, the cheek, the crop of his body, etc. i just feel like it sells the point a little bit more

nd thats all i can really tell you .! i wish i had more to say or that my video Actually Explained Something but !!! theres that. hopefully it showed u at least something and if not i hope u enjoy the quick drawing of hawks

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How do you draw natural hair???? I can't find a solid reference that isn't just "draw individual strands" or "make blocks and nothing else"

omg thats a tricky question, tbh, anon!!! and also tbh this answer got longer than i expected... i dont rly have the Art Language to rly teach anything v well so uhh i just threw a bunch of stuff in here

ive never made a tutorial, and i dont rly have the time to do one atm, but HERE is a pretty decent one i see floating around from time to time, and HERE is one that loosely goes over some dos/donts of drawing black features, and mentions hair as well. theres a particular one i think is rly good that i cant find, unfortunately, but oh well

the first guide i linked gives a pretty neat rundown of a few things to keep in mind, namely:

texture types

hairline!!

lighting

colors/undertones

just like w straight hair, the first thing to consider is the hairline and HOW the hair falls, which may seem intimidating bc of the natural beautiful voluminousness of black hair, but rly isnt as hard as it seems. 

i think ppl are often intimidated by learning to draw curly hair out of this feeling that they have to render each strand/curl and flyaway, but when ur doing art youre trying to CONVEY something, not render a picture perfect image. you can translate the curl, volume, and texture of hair without fully rendering it, the same way that u can translate the swish and fall of straight hair without having to draw every single strand, but ya, you cant rly draw ‘blocks’ with no nuance or defining features and hope to communicate the same thing

it might be useful to kind of envision it as drawing layers. like, the way that you wear layers of lace and crinoline to give size and volume to a skirt. this applies for rly picturing most styles, but w curly hair in particular its a good way to imagine how/why the volume builds the way it does

this is just a scribble to illustrate my point lol, but u wanna get the shape and stuff down!! when its shorter, it sticks up into those cute, curly afros and bobs, and when its long it gets heavy and the curls tend to droop down more. btw, shrinkage refers 2 the way that ur hair shrinks up from the curls themselves, so keep that in mind when it comes to the hair length that youre drawing, also! if the girl i drew had wet hair, itd probs go to the middle/bottom of her shoulder blades, despite being shoulder length when curled

ur best tool is reference! look at pictures of black hair in different styles. its like, the most versatile hair in the world, u can curl it and shape it and braid it, hell, afro textured hair can be sculpted into just about anything, broaden ur scope of what you think black hair can be!!! and dont just draw sleek 4c ringlet curls and call it a day!! also, get more comfortable drawing the shape of a bald head, dont hide behind hair. itll help you draw all hair and features better, but especially will help w faded styles, braids, and of course shaved heads

reference doesnt have to just be pictures, tho, bc it can be hard to know where to start. look at how other BLACK artists draw black hair, and take note!! focus on what they thought needed to be included to get the point across, what silhouette the hairstyles have, where they draw curls, where they draw parts in the hair, how they highlight and what shapes they make. give braids and locs a try-- its not as hard as it might seem, but it takes practice to get it right!!

if u have a more realistic style, its def worth getting further into the nitty gritty of just how all of those curls come together, im just talking more about the shape and how it translates in a p basic way, especially since i have a more cartoony style afiowejaioej im also still learning!! 

im sure u have all seen asieybarbie’s stuff floating around on tumblr thru the years, and she is one of my Big Inspirations when it comes to drawing varied black hair AND skintones (which she has a tutorial about lol), and HERE is a little sketchpage she posted once that has a small variety of both. some are more rendered, while some are big blocks of color broken up by highlights and loose curls on the edges to define the shape of the hair, and note w the locs how u can see her scalp between the parts in her hair

if u have a simple or comic style u can still convey black hair, either as a block of shape w defining features, or by drawing out the texture of the curls and strands, like this

(first two are old, finished comics lol, and hey look 2 black wlw!!!!! tiger tiger is something ive been working my way thru, but is recent, ongoing, and cute and funny and inspiring lmao. notably tho none of these are black artists :c ive been out of the web comics game for a minute and tiger tiger is the first one ive read in a while lmao)

***its girlswithslingshots.com, made a typo!! 

also when i think mainstream comics, the first character w natural hair that comes to mind is my wife gwendolyn from saga who i couldnt not mention

on the left her curls are more rendered, its cover art, notice how the light hits the curls and the way that they curls end, which is simplified to the right image a lot of the time in the main body of the comic!

and idk ive said too much already, but hopefully that helps!! im just kind of rambling at this point lol, but research and reference and practice are rly the best thing, and looking at other art of respectfully portrayed black characters

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Homestuck Epilogues - Meat - Page 19 (Epilogue 4 Page 2)

[poemsforcowboys]

Hi love! Im so excited for your ships! Thanks for doing this! If u dont mind, may I ask for one of my own? Tan skin, dark hair and eyes, pixie cut. 5'2. I'm an artist forcing myself to study law. Ive a deep passion for arts literature and social sciences. Im also an activist. I like all kinds of music from folk to classic rock. I write and paint but recently i dont have time for it anymore and that makes me sad. I have social anxiety and i tend to recluse but overall a cheerful person. Thanks!💖

Hi! Happy to have you as my first ship! I was stuck between Brian and Freddie but at the end of the day, I see you best with Brian May! He would love the discussions you’d have and appreciate the wide diversity of your knowledge. Of course, he would always encourage you to pursue an art career but understands how hard it is to be successful. He’d be happy to go to rallies with you and really admires your dedication to social justice. Eventually he’d start to pick up on when you were starting to recluse and gently reassure you that he’ll always be here for you, sure not to make a big deal out of it in front of other people. Although he wasn’t the best painter, he’d always want to see you painting so he’d offer to paint with you. He’d love your short hair and ruffle it sometimes when you hugged, as you are way shorter than him something that frustrated you but he loved about you.

-Sorry if this was bad, hopefully I will get better with time!

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85 question tag thing 🏹

tagged by: @sleepbugs (ilu !!! 😙)

rules: answer these 85 statements about yourself, then tag 20 (lmao funnyyyy) people

tagging: uhmmmmmmmmmmm @libraop @justinsgf @lilchims @namugf @brightjoon @moon9oddess @joonsgoth

last:

1. drink: h2o 

2. phone call: my mom

3. text message: my yearbook group chat .. its just spams from my friend cause she’s touring Europe ALONE , lucky bitch

4. song you listened to: always you - astro (stan talent !!!) 

5. time you cried: two days ago ish

ever:

6. dated someone twice: no

7. kissed someone and regretted it: what is this kiss?

8. been cheated on: no

9. lost someone special: yea

10. been depressed: is this a question?

11. gotten drunk and thrown up: no

12. favorite colours: blues/neutrals 

in the last year have you:

15. made new friends: yup!!

16. fallen out of love: no

17. laughed until you cried: yea ig ?? not like crying with tears streaming down my face but definitely a few tears slipped out 

18. found out someone was talking about you: o yea

19. met someone who changed you: yup

20. found out who your friends are: lets not go there :)

21. kissed someone on your facebook friends list: nope

general:

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know irl: all of them ??? stranger danger kids dont friend people u dont know irl

23. do you have any pets: skjfl i wish :(( 

24. do you want to change your name: no actually, as much as i hate when it gets mispronounced and not like even a tiny mispronunciation, it literally gets butchered :) , it has a lot of ties and significance to my culture which is important to me

25. what did you do for your last birthday: my friend whom i would die for (the one in Europe rn) invited me over to her place and her and two other friends planned surprised gifts and hot pot ! her mom literally paid for all the ingredients akfdskjl i love her sm :(( 

26. what time did you wake up today: 7 am, my body she just did it ? idk lol

27. what were you doing at midnight last night: watching a horror movie

28. what is something you can’t wait for: MONSTA X CONCERT TOMORROW AKFSJD;LF IM SO MFCKING EXCITEDDD GONNA SEE ALL MY BABIES 🤩🤩🤩🤩

29. what are you listening to right now: aint nobody takin my baby - russ

30. when was the last time you saw your mom: this morning

31. have you ever talked to a person named tom: no

32. something that gets on your nerves: narrow-mindedness, arrogance, ignorance, when ppl chew with their mouth open skfsjldfjs

33. most visited website: definitely between tumblr and youtube 

34. hair colour: black

35. long or short hair: short, it’s just below chin level rn sklfjsld

36. do you have a crush on someone: u ask me when hoseok is right ... there ?

37. what do you like about yourself: uh my lips and dimples and the fact that I’m pretty self-driven 

38. want any piercings: more like need ????? ive been wanting double helix piercings for the longesstttt time. might get some this year .. hopefully

39. blood type: i literally dont even know sklfjskd but its definitely a or b or ab since my parents are a combination of those 

40. nicknames: utshee ? just my normal name but instead of the ending ah sound its an “e” as in the letter e lol and then ironically its usa, long back story id rather not get into lol. shira if ur reading this u know 😔

41. relationship status: married to hoseok obviously

42. zodiac: this is virgo solidarity !!! 

43. pronouns: she/her

44. fave tv shows: dont really watch tv shows anymore tbh but the last good one i can remember was supernatural but its .. been awhile lmao

45. tattoos: nooooooo , i want a few small ones tho one day when im of age

46. right handed or left handed: normal regular righty 

47. ever had surgery: nope, i did fracture my arm once tho when i was like uh 2-3 

48. piercings: 2! just regular earlobe piercings, one on each

49. sport: volleyball, lacrosse, and gymnastics i did for a while competitively. i also love ultimate frisbee and long distance running on my free time

50. vacation: i havent been out of country since i came here to the states ksdjsdf my family just isn’t one of those that take family trips, at least out of country 😔ig my last family vacation was 2016 winter break where we drove down to las vegas and arizona to see the grand canyon. it was so damn cold omg

51. trainers: um i have superstars and two pairs of nikes that i wear on the daily. i really want some new van slip ons tho ugh 

more general:

52. eating: i eat literally everything lmao, im one of the least picky eaters tbh but i prefer seafood over meat. i still like and eat meat but sometimes id just .. rather not lol

53. drinking: water !!!!!!!!!! ( i down a good 10 cups at least everyday) i also love boba so much omggg u dont understand but i really do try to limit myself 😔

54. i’m about to watch: perfect man jimin focus skdjfklsdf jimin stans raise up for ur national anthem !!!!!

55. waiting for: college apps to be over even tho they technically havent opened yet akfjds;lfs

56. want: to go into my career field with zero in debt so basically impossible but a girl can dream :( 

57. get married: yea if it happens sure

58. career: medical !!! looking into anesthesiologist but im not set on anything, just wanna do Doctors Without Borders as my end career goal 😔

which is better:

59. hugs or kisses: kisses pls 

60. lips or eyes: eyes bc they just convey sooo much about a person but also pls ... if ur lips are as cracked as the sidewalk outside of my house we’re never smooching 

61. shorter or taller: definitely taller, also wanna be the little spoon during cuddles so yea

62. older or younger: older for sure because i look at the underclassmen and shudder in disgust bc they’re ur typical overgrown yet immature high school students. honestly dont know wtf happened to selecting genuine students to enroll into our school but skfjsdfjs im out of there in less than a year so whatever

63. nice arms or stomach: arms bc i like tummies but if u have abs i dont mind either

64. hookup or relationship: can’t really see myself doing hookups so relationship

65. troublemaker or hesitant: depends? i definitely want a playful relationship but they should know when their behavior is verging on immature so ig slightly  leaning on the more hesitant side

have you ever:

66. kissed a stranger: no

67. drank hard liquor: o yeaaa, new years eve and home alone with my in-college cousin lmaoo

68. lost glasses: I LOST MY FIRST PAIR IN 5 MONTHS AND I STILL DONT KNOW WHERE THEY ARE ???? i had to buy another pair after begging my parents for a good 2 months bc the first pair were so mfcking expensive ksfjsld tbh the ones i wear right now are a lot cuter tho so 

69. turned someone down: yes

70. sex on first date: no

71. broken someone’s heart: maybe ? dont know to the extent the other person liked me so

72. had your heart broken: no

73. been arrested: no

74. cried when someone died: yea

75. fallen for a friend: yea 

do you believe in:

76. yourself: love urself right hahha :)) lmao im trying ig

77. miracles: hmm sure 

78. love at first sight: idk depends, im neutral. definitely think theres more to it tho

79. santa claus: no, wish i was still at that age where i did 

80. kiss on first date: hmm depends

81. angels: yea

other:

82. best friend’s name: i have two: one’s andreana and the other is sybil (the one who left me here to die while she went to europe yea, love that betrayer)

83. eye colour: dark brown

84. fave movie: was gonna say black panther but thats too much of a popular opinion so the ritual ?? its a horror movie which i love so much omg fljsd and it was surprisingly good ??? definitely have not said that about a horror movie in the longest time bc the newer ones are always so cringy and predictable 

85. fave actor: mistre kim seokjin of course 🤩🤩

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Aaaaa let me pokems...

Gonna hopefully HOPEFULLY be able to get my capture card from the post office tomorrow and be able to start playing this game a week later aaa. I hope my patience is worth it!! I hope it all works well and i can do a fun lets play that everyone enjoys!!

But man im REALLY dissappointed to learn that almost half of all the outfits for your trainer are exclusive to eevee version, like wtf? And theres not really any other alternative for like.. Half of the rainbow. The eeveelutions added some well needed options for colours like pink and purple and light blue. Aww well i know i couldnt make my character look like me anyway cos you cant choose hair colour, so i guess this is just more of a reason to make a new oc from scratch.

Oh, and what should i name my pikachu? Like i was thinking Chuppy cos thats what i called my first pika in Yellow, but he was a boy and i kinda wanna take the opportunity to have a female starter for the first time. Name idea for her: Loki? Cos yknow Loki in the original mythos was like the patron god of genderfluidity after all. Plus i just dont know any names of any female-all-the-time trickster deities that i could use instead. Aside from like.. Femme fatale types, which doesnt fit well for a lil rascal of a pet. Oh! Or maybe just call her Rascal! But for some reason that seems to fit an eevee better in my mind, so maybe i'll headcanon it as Trace's starter's nickname?

ALSO!! I'M EXCITED TO HUG TRACE!! I love this good shy boy i will protect him forever. His design is boring but his personality is actually a nice spin on the friendly rival archetype from what ive seen so far. I'm already attatched to the idea of my oc trainer being more of a grumpy ego times gary-as-a-girl character, except also what if the egos rudetime was also LOVV SHE FREMD?? She protec the weak instead of stomp them down. Big sister feels! But aaaa i dunno what to name him? Cos i'm gonna get so attatched to him and do lots of fun buddy dynamic with him and Darcy, so he needs a name that just Sounds Right As The Friend Of She. Yknow??? Like i initially wanted to call him Cedric after the beta name of Barry from gen 4, cos theyre both Soft Boys, but i dunno if "Darcy and Cedric" sounds good? Like its not similar OR different enough to sound like a matching buddy cop in an 80s movie. It works best when its like "Darcy and Barcy" or "Darcy and Fnebt" or "Darcy and Hjdhfjbkyljk". Rhymey or similar length or one short and one long or LONG AND ALSO RHYMEY HMM YEH THATS THE GOOD SHIT!!! What is a good name of that? Randomly thinking of another 5 letter name, how about Quinn? Cos that'd make them both the same length visually but one is shorter in syllables, and also they can both ne first names of normal kids or surnames of buddy cops. THIS IS A VERY IMPORTANT THING

Gaaaaagh i should start doodling stuff to figure it out!! Like think about what hairstyle and outfit Darcy would have if the customization was more free. And i think maybe she'd have hair colour similar to James? Or a rusty red maybe, or another anime hair colour thats like a Soft Anime rather than super bright? Or maybe just brown hair instead of black, i dunno. OH AND MAYBE GLASSES!!! Or maybe stick those on Trace/Cedric/Quinn if i was to give him a new less Gary-ish outfit. Or maybe he has cute glasses and she has cool shades? OR MAYBE FRECKLES BOYE! Oh and if i doodle Chuppy vs ideas for other pikachu ocs, maybe itd help me figure out what i want to go with?

Hhhh im so excite for game why u no be in my heart already game

Man i need to stock up on snacks aaaa

[handgunz]

this really long questions meme thing that you can read if you want to get to know me but if not you can continue to go watch rick & morty or whatever shit you’re consuming this fine wednesday night

so many ppl tagged me for this like @shimmy-sham-with-the-fam​ and @www98vikitoo​ off the top of my head but i legit cant remember the rest and i dont wanna change tabs

for any questions i dont wanna answer ill just put “AWAKEN MY BROOD, TODAY YOU WILL RISE, I'VE GIVEN YOU LIFE MY LUSUS NATURAE OPEN YOUR EYES” bc thats the answer to the “last song you listened to/what are you listening to rn” lmfaooo and yall should listen to that creepy ass RWBY soundtrack bc i listened to it to the point where it stopped being really disturbing and actually kinda catchy

THE LAST:

1. Drink: water

2. Phone call: @proofofhumanity​ it was probably yesterday or today, i dont really remember bc we call like almost every single day. aka im usually the only one talking while she types stuff in response. 

3. Text: it was @ DC like 2 seconds ago

4. Song you listened to: AWAKEN MY BROOD, TODAY YOU WILL RISE, I'VE GIVEN YOU LIFE MY LUSUS NATURAE OPEN YOUR EYES (this is actually the song tho)

5. Time you cried: i dont remember, probably a long time ago

HAVE YOU:

6. Dated someone twice: lmfao worst relationship of my life

7. Kissed someone and regretted it: not really actually

8. Been cheated on: yep

9. Lost someone special: lmfao

10. Been depressed: im too cool for that

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: not that stupid

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS:

12-14: silver, black, red

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU:

15. Made new friends: i make new friends like every week lmao

16. Fallen out of love: yea

17. Laughed until you cried: wyd??? i do this literally every day. i laugh so fucking much every single hour at the dumbest shit, probably 30% of my life is spent laughing at someone or something. 

18. Found out someone was talking about you: uwu ya

19. Met somebody who changed you: im the only person who can change myself gtfo 

20. Found out who your friends are: AWAKEN MY BROOD, TODAY YOU WILL RISE, I'VE GIVEN YOU LIFE MY LUSUS NATURAE OPEN YOUR EYES

21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: AWAKEN MY BROOD, TODAY YOU WILL RISE, I'VE GIVEN YOU LIFE MY LUSUS NATURAE OPEN YOUR EYES

GENERAL:

22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: AWAKEN MY BROOD, TODAY YOU WILL RISE, I'VE GIVEN YOU LIFE MY LUSUS NATURAE OPEN YOUR EYES

23. Do you have any pets: yea, 2 doggies

24. Do you want to change your name: sorta??

25: What did you do for your last birthday: whatever my mom wanted to do for the occasion, i dont really remember bc i didnt care

26. What time did you wake up: 6am every day

27. What were you doing at midnight last night: watching rwby chibi, talking to abby, lost, and lotti on discord, was rlly warm under some blankets

28. Name something you cant wait for: im rlly excited about mercury being in volume 5!! i cant wait til he comes on because he’s one of my fave characters ever <33333333333

29. When was the last time you saw your mom: 2-3 hours ago?

30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: n/a

31: What are you listening to right now: AWAKEN MY BROOD, TODAY YOU WILL RISE, I'VE GIVEN YOU LIFE MY LUSUS NATURAE OPEN YOUR EYES

32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: i doubt it?

33. Some thing that is getting on your nerves: nothing that i can think of at the top of my mind

34: Most visited website: tumblr or discord

35. mole/s: wtf

36: mark/s: i have a birthmark that kinda looks like a heart on my hand

37: Childhood dream: n/a

38: Hair color: dark brown

39: long or short hair: it’s long ig, it goes down to a little bit above the halfway point in my back

40: Do u have a crush on anyone: i dont have time for that kind of thing

41: What do you like about yourself?: everything lmao i dont have low self esteem, at least i dont think so

42. Piercings: my ears are pierced but i dont wear earrings 

43. Blood type: A+ or A-, i dont really remember

44. Nickname: AWAKEN MY BROOD, TODAY YOU WILL RISE, I'VE GIVEN YOU LIFE MY LUSUS NATURAE OPEN YOUR EYES

45. Relationship status: single and not available for flirting 

46. Zodiac: aries sun, scorpio moon, aries rising (yeah im the devil)

47. Pronouns: he/him or she/her 

48: Favorite tv shows: rwby, hxh, and nge

50. Right or left hand: both

51. Surgery: no thanks

52. Hair dyed in a different color: i dont do that lmao

53: Sport: too busy with grades for that

55. Vacation: las vegas is my favorite city so i would really like to go there again. french buffets are cool.

56: Pair of trainers: wyd??

MORE GENERAL:

57. Eating: popcorn

58. Drinking: citrus tea

59. I’m about to: sleep hopefully

61: Waiting for: rwby vol 5 ep 5 comin out this weekend 

62: Want: to write better and better til im the best. i dont really know what this question is asking. but that’s one of my various goals. 

63. Get married: i believe in prenuptial agreements but if that’s out of the way then sure

64. Career: gonna be a nurse or a physician’s assistant (while writing as a hobby)

WHICH IS BETTER:

65. Hugs or kisses: hugs definitely 

66. Lips or eyes: literally do not remember the last time i cared about lips, so probably eyes

67. Shorter or taller: doooon’t really care

68. Older or younger: preferably the same age honestly ?

70. nice arms or nice stomach: whoooo caaaaaaaares

71: sensitive or loud: anyways i want to die

72. Hook up or relationship: meeeeeeercuryyyyyyyyy blaaaack

73. troublemaker or hesitant: lusus naturae, bitch

HAVE YOU EVER:

74: Kissed a stranger: ugh

75. Lost glasses / contact lens: nope

76. Turned someone down: yea

78. Sex on the first date: no

79. Had your heart broken: yea

80. Broken someone’s heart: yeaaaaaaaaa

81. Been arrested: why are you interrogating me

82. Cried when someone died: AWAKEN MY BROOD, TODAY YOU WILL RISE, I'VE GIVEN YOU LIFE MY LUSUS NATURAE OPEN YOUR EYES

83. fallen for a friend: AWAKEN MY BROOD, TODAY YOU WILL RISE, I'VE GIVEN YOU LIFE MY LUSUS NATURAE OPEN YOUR EYES

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

84. yourself: more than anything else in the world. i’d rather believe in myself than anyone i’ve ever met in my entire life. 

85. Miracles: nope

86. Love at first sight: noooope

87. Santa Claus: AWAKEN MY BROOD, TODAY YOU WILL RISE, I'VE GIVEN YOU LIFE MY LUSUS NATURAE OPEN YOUR EYES

OTHER:

90. current best friend name: lost

91. Eye color: brown because im a bitch of color

92. favorite movie: aaaaaaaaaa maybe kill bill? heathers? mean girls? no idea

this took like ten thousand years so maybe @driftingglass​ @decembercamiecherries​ @proofofhumanity​ @smooth-and-skeletal​ @abnirests​ @inspookswetrust​ whoever tf else wants to do this who’s actually read this far just idk say i tagged you or something

[xiaosungs]

92 Question Tag

Tagged by @jungkookio thank uuuu ✿

rules: you must answer these 92 statements and tag as many people as you like!

THE LAST:

1. drink: rubicon mango 2. phone call: my mum 3. text message: my best friend 4. song you listened to: Come Back Home - BTS 5. time you cried: tuesday

EVER:

6. dated someone twice: yes... i regret it 7. kissed someone and regretted it: looking back on relationships now, yes, but at the time no 8. been cheated on: yep 9. lost someone special: yeah 10. been depressed: after losing someone yeah 11. gotten drunk and thrown up: nope

LIST:

12-14. three favourite colours: pink, blue, yellow (pale versions of each though)

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU:

15. made new friends: heck yeah ( sunshine net, im looking at you~) 16. fallen out of love: yep 17. laughed until you cried: literally yesterday 18. found out someone was talking about you: isn’t everyone tbh i’m terrible 19. met someone who changed you: i don’t think so 20. found out who your friends are: yeah i guess so 21. kissed someone on your Facebook list: yeah

GENERAL:

22. how many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: all of them 23. do you have any pets: my dog, a jack russell called pippin 24. do you want to change your name: i have done 25. what did you do for your last birthday: movie night 26. what time did you wake up: 9am 27. what were you doing at midnight last night: sleeping actually 28. name something you can’t wait for: HIXTAPE AND COMEBACK (also snsd)  29. when was the last time you saw your mum: 20 mins ago

30. what is one thing you wish you could change in your life: I want to be more confident and have a slightly better body tbh 31. what are you listening to right now: The War & Young Forever albums 32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: yes, like 20 of them 33. something that is getting on your nerves: when people ask for other members in solo vlives 34. most visited website: tumblr or innisfree 38. hair colour: red/brown but the reds faded a lot 39. long or short hair: v short 40. do you have a crush on someone: yes, but also all of bts 41. what do you like about yourself: im fairly smart, i was in the top class for everything in school 42. piercings: 1st set of lobes and helix in one 43. blood type: idk i think im an A 44. nickname: Reggie, Regginald, Orange 45. relationship status: single but maybe not for long who knows with men tbh 46. zodiac: cancer 47. pronouns: she/her 48. favourite tv show: Strong Woman Do Bong Soon or Hwarang 49. tattoos: i dont have any but i want a peace lily down my arm 50. right or left handed: right 51. surgery: on my neck when i was like 5  53. sport: cheerleading, dance, swimming 55. vacation: im going to marbella in a week, lanzarote in october and paris in feb (im hyped for disney land) 56. pair of trainers: puma (they’re blue and i love bts, they match jimin’s spring day fluffy jumper thing)

MORE GENERAL:

57. eating: sushi, pineapple 58. drinking: mango rubicon, passion fruit rubicon, bubble tea 59. i’m about to: watch movies 61. waiting for: my holiday 62. want: to be more confident 63. get married: if i find the right person 64. career: sports therapist? back up dancer? 65. hugs or kisses: both 66. lips or eyes: eyes 67. shorter or taller: taller 68. older or younger: same age or older 70. nice arms or nice stomach: don’t mind  71. sensitive or loud: sensitive  72. hook up or relationship: hopefully a relationship,,, but we’ll see 73. troublemaker or hesitant: somewhere in the middle

HAVE YOU EVER:

74. kissed a stranger: nope  75. drank hard liquor: no lol, i’ve had cider, prosecco and baileys thats literally it 76. lost glasses/contact lenses: not yet thank god 77. turned someone down: nope, lol nobody wants me 78. sex on the first date: nope 79. broken someone’s heart: yeah 80. had your heart broken: a little 81. been arrested: nope 82. cried when someone died: yeah 83. fallen for a friend: not majorly but a little

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

84. yourself: pfff no 85. miracles: no 86. love at first sight: i wish but no 87. santa claus: i wish 88. kiss on the first date: if u wanna go ahead i mean i might but...

89. angels: Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung, Kim Namjoon, just to name a few, i could give you an essay if u want tho

OTHER: 90. current best friend’s name: i have two, Zuzanna (5 years of suffering) and Lily (literally 14 years where did that go) 91. eye colour: blue and green, got slight hetero chromia, my left is more green than my right 92. favourite movie: kingsman, Hyung, Train to Busan, Dunkirk

Well now that i’ve exposed my entire life

I tag @photosynthesizingparkhyungsik @yoongsb @93-jpg @marudesaurius @cuteseokjin

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get to know me tag!!! hello!!!

hello!!.! i was tagged by my favs!!! @joonjulyagustd n @eunwoosgirlfriend to do this!!! n even tho its long,, it was worth it!! thank u for tagging me in this ilu both!!! :* 

RULES: you must answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people

THE LAST:

1. drink: iced coffee!!

2. phone call: probably my sister??

3. text message: “the bald mario is both of u” lmaoakdvdfjn

4. song you listened to: still - loco ft crush!! so good vkfkvkd

5. time you cried: i think it was??? two nights ago??

6. dated someone twice: nope

7. kissed someone and regretted it: ehhfhfj some regret was involved,, got over it quickly tho

8. been cheated on: no

9. lost someone special: ehh?? kind of?? yea,,

10. been depressed: yup,,

11. gotten drunk and thrown up: nope!

LIST 3 FAVOURITE COLOURS:

12-14. red, pink, n white atm!! jus a whole valentines day display lmao

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU:

15. made new friends: yes!! ppl whomst i lov th most in this world

16. fallen out of love: don’t think i’ve ever truthfully fallen in love so no

17. laughed until you cried: YES!! best feeling in the world :))!!

18. found out someone was talking about you: yeah,,, both good n bad unfortunately

19. met someone who changed you: definitely

20 found out who your friends are: kinda??

21. kissed someone on your Facebook list: don’t even have fb

GENERAL:

22. how many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: we’ll never know hahhjkdnc

23. do you have any pets: 3 dogs n a cat!!!! guess what!!!! i’d sacrifice my life for them!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

24. do you want to change your name: yes hence why i go by my middle name lmao

25. what did you do for your last birthday: beach w my friends n there was a carnival nearby!!!!,,, a good memory :’)

26. what time did you wake up: ,,,,,,1 pm

27. what were you doing at midnight last night: watching brooklyn 99

28. name something you can’t wait for: hopefully visiting Seattle this summer!! (((ps rec me some places to visit wink wonk))

29. when was the last time you saw your mom: last night

30. what is one thing you wish you could change in your life: i literally can’t think of anything rn but i know i complain a lot lmao,,, i wish i was rich?? tf???

31. what are you listening to right now: palmar - caloncho!! my fav!!

32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: i have

33. something that is getting on your nerves: my gemini brother

34. most visited website: most likely tumblr n youtube

35-37. lost questions??

38. hair colour: dark brown!!

39. long or short hair: i like all lengths but i prefer mine longer :))

40. do you have a crush on someone: no but i wish

41. what do you like about yourself: ,,idk if this is physically?? i’ll say my goofy laugh bc it makes other ppl laugh n my eyes prob!!

42. piercings: just one on each of my ear lobes!! i wanna get another ear piercing soon but i can’t decide which to get :o,,

43. bloodtype: no idea fnvdklfnldf

44. nickname: isa, isha, i guess those count?? 

45. relationship status: i”’’m goign to die alone,,

46. zodiac: libra,,, i can’t remember th rest of my chart hehahshdh

47. pronous: she/her

48. favourite tv show: i just finished chewing gum ANDJFNV ITS A FAV!!!. but I’m down to watch the office at any given moment heh o also oitnb n htgawm!!!!

49. tattoos: not rn but hopefully one day!

50. right or left handed: i’m right handed

51. surgery: don’t think so!!

52. piercing: @@ 42

53. sport: i played volleyball for like,,,,, a year n i hated every second of it ooopsnjfnvf

55. vacation: i wish i could go everywhere honestly but first on my list is Seattle ((hopefully pls,,))!!! but in general someplace cold!

56. pair of trainers: my white converse or birkenstocks now that its summer ayayayhfjn

MORE GENERAL:

57. eating: jus ate sum lasagna binch,,,, am garfieold

58. drinking: drinking water rn,,, hydrating my cells,,?

59. i’m about to: finish up som other tags to spam y’all with hmmmkm

61. waiting for: my dumb ass to graduate fuckfvkf

62. want: more rilakkuma plushes + skincare products

63. get married: definitely!!

64. career: NO IDEA LMAOMDF,,,,,th dream would b something that i could do semi independently??? idk i hav no real passion for anything so far,,

65. hugs or kisses: hugs!!!! especially when they squeeze you really tight out of nowhere!!!! i love hugs!!!!!!! pls!!!

66. lips or eyes: on other people? lips for sure

67. shorter or taller: its nearly impossible to be shorter than me so

68. older or younger: i don’t mind either? i jus never really pay attention to age unless its like,, a really huge gap :/ but something like 2-3 year gap doesn’t matter to me

70. nice arms or nice stomach: idk!!! arms i guess!!! goes along w the hugging thing hahsjdcn jus never let me go ;;

71. sensitive or loud: i’m both honestly

72. hook up or relationship: i’m definitely a relationship kind of person but i wouldn’t say no?

73. troublemaker or hesitant: EXTREMELY HESITANT goddjkfjlkf i overthink n contemplate everything,, anything at all n i hate that 

HAVE YOU EVER:

74. kissed a stranger: nah

75. drank hard liquor: i don’t drink!

76. lost glasses/contact lesnse: yes all the time but my eyesight isnt too bad so i dont stress abt it 

77. turned someone down: yup

78. sex on the first date: no

79. broken someone’s heart: uhhhlkdm don’t think so?

80. had your heart broken: i don’t think so,, but i’ve felt like i have? if tht makes sense :/

81. been arrested: no but i got kicked out of target once

82. cried when someone died: yes but it was more of a reaction to others reactions? i didn’t know the person well so..

83. fallen for a friend: yes ohgod

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

84. yourself: i try!!

85. miracles: hhhhh it depends..

86. love at first sight: i don’t believe in love at first sight,,, just being extremely attracted to someone at first sight?,,,, like theres no way u could love someone,..........at ...first sight,,,,...

87. santa claus: no hhah

88. kiss on the first date: ye!!!

89. angels: idk,,, no?

OTHER:

90. current best friend’s name: i hav multiple!! “best friend”,, its a tier

91. eye colour: jus brown

92. favourite movie: kiki’s delivery service!!!!! or while you were sleeping

this shouldnt have taken me as long as it did omg,,, but thanks for tagging me yall!!!!! ilu!!! im gonna tag: @flameoflov , @rmsgirl , @namkwan u dont hav to do this at all tho!!!!