#ur ask made me grin xD <3

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Your fandom reputation? Phenomenal writer who *understands* the individual characters, their struggles, and opportunities to grow. Plus, you've got skillz when it comes to psychological horror and you love a good cliffhanger...This is becoming a "i know the end" fan post lol.

Hmmm. You're a double threat; your writing and art is *chef's kiss*--no matter what you say. You also appreciate a healthy dash of haterism and aren't afraid to call out the "duffer dickriders" (you left something like that in my tags once XD).

Anyways, you're fabulous. Great chat~~

DOOZZYYYYYYYYY STOP!!!!!!!!!! literally had to let this stew in my inbox bc the minute I looked at it I felt like I was going to explode into a thousand billion pieces (yes I say tht a lot wht abt it..)

first off SO honored u consider me a Character Understander too for obvs reasons like tht part still makes me grin like a little freak I cant believe I have the official stamp of approval<3 n ofc the "skillz w psychological horror" comment made me kick my feet n giggle bc I consider it one of my specialties n glad tht I live up to tht reputation!! also abt cliffhangers ahahah I truly have nothing to say for myself there- but!!! love a dash of haterism in my tea n LMAO I do vaguely remember saying tht in ur tags n I love tht ill always remember tht now too bc wht an iconic saying amiright?

(also love how ur trying to raise my self esteem up w art bc ive been trashing n my doodles a lot lately LOL ur the best🫂🫂)

tysm again doozzyy ill be cherishing this ask for the rest of my days🫶

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The 3 Times Kenma Didn’t Get What You Wanted for Your Bday & the 1 Time He Did

(Kenma Kozume x Fem!Reader)

Summary: Like all friends, they remember what is most important to them, especially one another’s birthdays. However, Kenma seems to be struggling with finding you that perfect present year after year.

A/N: This is for the absolutely lovely @briswriting​!!! I’m so happy to call you my friend, that you got me into Animal Crossing, and I hope you have an amazing bday today <3 :)

Warnings/Contains: Fluff, birthdays, the tiniest amount of angst. Disclaimer, I did some research on the video games I mentioned in this but none of the release dates match up lol.

Word Count: 2033

Elementary School; 5th year

��Happy Birthday, (Y/N)!”

“Wait, what?”

Kenma looked up from his GameBoy as he heard people talking by the door of the classroom. He saw one of his neighbors that he had bet through Kuroo talking to some of her friends and receiving some gifts and snacks from them.

Kenma looked at the desk in front of him and saw a few more trinkets and such from people in other classes. They may not have known each other for that long, but (Y/N) was the first friend of his that actually wanted to play video games rather than volleyball like Kuroo.

(Y/N) was nice, and had great taste in games; he would gladly call her his friend. So what do friends of a couple months get one another for their birthdays?

“Good morning, Kenma!” (Y/N) brought him out from his thoughts as she walked over and sat down at her desk, facing him with a bright smile. “What’re you playing?” She peered over his desk to try and catch a glimpse at what game was on the screen.

“I, um,” Kenma glanced down at his GameBoy as Pokemon: Red and Blue was still playing. He didn’t get to answer as (Y/N) already saw the screen with a gasp.

“Are you about to play the battle against Professor Oak?”

Kenma couldn’t explain it, but he felt his heart jump at her knowledge of the game. He knew that she played it, but he thought that she had just gotten it a couple weeks ago. “Yeah, I am.” He smiled shyly and quickly paused the game so he could talk to her properly. “Happy birthday, by the way. I’m sorry, but I didn’t get you anything.”

(Y/N) shook her head, waving her hands in front of her as well. “No, no! It’s totally fine! Trust me, you didn’t have to get me anything.” She smiled, moving her hair out of her face shyly. “Honestly what I keep getting from my friends gets to be too much of a hassle.”

Kenma smiled a little, finding her reasoning quite amusing; however he could tell during lunch she definitely enjoyed eating the cookies that someone had made her. He tried to think of something he could do for her, but he trusted her word to not worry too much. Besides, there was always next year.

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Middle School; 3rd year

It was late, almost too late to Kenma’s liking as he had just finished volleyball practice and wanted to do nothing than go home and finally get some rest before the weekend started tomorrow. However, he had one last thing to do.

Kenma had been hearing (Y/N) raving about the game for weeks, and he had managed to get it pre-ordered and delivered the day that it came out. Now he stood outside her apartment, hoping that she would like it.

He texted her to come to her door, and it was obvious that she was confused, but did so nonetheless. She smiled as she saw him, about to greet him, but he beat her to it, holding out a small, wrapped box for her to take.

“Happy birthday, (Y/N).”

“Oh my god, Kenma you didn’t!” (Y/N) grinned wide as she noticed the shape of the wrapped box her friend had handed her. She opened it without hesitation, expecting to see Pokemon X and Y, but instead saw Animal Crossing: New Leaf. She felt touched that he remembered how much she wanted that game, but still looked up at Kenma with sorrow.

“Kenma, I am so sorry,” she laughed nervously, starting to feel guilty. “But my parents got me the game already along with a new 3DS.” (Y/N) knew that there was no way that he could have known, but she felt guilty nonetheless over the fact that Kenma had spent his money to get her the game.

Kenma on the other hand felt nothing but embarrassment. He realized his mistake and that he should have asked her parents if she was going to be getting the game. “I’m sorry. I should have asked if there was more than just that game that you wanted.”

Like she did back in elementary school, she shook her head. “No, you’re fine, Kenma.” She laughed softly to try and lighten the mood, but she could still tell that Kenma felt awkward about getting her a game that she had been gifted not 3 hours ago. Then she smiled. “Wait! Now that you have the game, we can play it together!”

Kenma tilted his head a little, confused. “I thought it wasn’t a multiplayer game.”

“It’s not, but we can still keep up with one another’s progress and stuff. It’ll be like when we play Pokemon and see who can defeat the boss quicker!”

Although it wasn’t Kenma’s ideal choice of game style, he still kept the game and played with (Y/N) both online and while they hung out together. Soon enough, he became addicted and got a whole level ahead of (Y/N) despite their agreement to build their islands and such together.

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High School; 2nd Year

It was raining after school, and Kuroo had decided to cancel practice due to the weather scheduled to get worse throughout the evening. Kenma felt grateful for two reasons. One, he could go home and finish his homework early before playing some more Animal Crossing. Two, he could see (Y/N) before she had her club and give her the batch of his mom’s homemade brownies that he promised her a few days ago.

Kenma was on his way towards the room where he knew she would be at, however he didn’t expect her to be sitting outside the door. He saw her phone in hand along with her backpack leaning against her. Then he caught sight of her face and rushed over as soon as he saw the tears in her eyes. “(Y/N)?”

(Y/N) looked up at the sound of her name, instinctively reaching up to wipe below her eyes before putting on the best smile she could muster at the last second. “Kenma!” She chuckled and stood up quickly to straighten herself out. “What’re you doing here? Shouldn’t you be at practice?”

“Kuroo cancelled it due to the weather planning to get worse. So I decided to bring you the brownies since you said you wanted them for your birthday.” Kenma reached into his bag and pulled out a small container that contained the sweets. (Y/N) didn’t say another word, just stepping forward and bringing him into a hug.

Kenma froze as she did so, not sure how to react. “(Y-Y/N)?”

“Just,” she took a deep breath to keep from letting out any tears. “Let me have this, please?”

Kenma looked at her, wondering what it was that was causing her to be so upset, but he knew that she would tell him on her own time. For now, all he did was hug her and he practically felt the tension and nerves in her body melt away, ignoring how his heart raced rapidly due to her being so close and for so long.

That year, Kenma was the only one who had remembered (Y/N)’s birthday.

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College; 1st year

It was a couple days before (Y/N)’s birthday and Kenma was stressing beyond belief. Ever since high school, Kuroo he had begun to realize that he had developed feelings for her and he never knew how to express them into words or actions. 

He remembered the day that Kuroo pointed it out to him because they were playing an online game together and Kenma had managed to lose against both him and Bokuto. Needless to say it was obvious that something was bothering him and Kuroo needed to know (even if he already did).

Either way, he wanted to do what he thought would make her happy for her birthday. Some had been flops while others he felt like haven’t been the right gift, but he still did what he could.

This year however, he wanted to know exactly what she wanted.

The two of them were in the middle of playing Animal Crossing: New Horizons when Kenma thought he’d just ask via the game while they were fishing on his island.

‘btw, what do u want 4 ur bday?’

Since they were at different universities and couldn’t physically see each other, (Y/N) assumed that he would just craft/give her something in the game.

‘a cat to cuddle & love 4ever’

Kenma chuckled at her reply, smiling to himself as he typed out one himself, but (Y/N) added another response.

‘even though it’s not in the game XD’

Oh.

Kenma froze for a moment as he realized how (Y/N) interpreted his question. But he still got an answer and wasn’t going to take it for granted. He quickly got on his laptop and pulled up Amazon. Lucky for him, he found a cat plushie that he knew (Y/N) would like that would arrive the day before her birthday.

On the fateful day, Kenma headed to her dorm as he knew she was spending her birthday on a different day with her family and would most likely be cooped up side playing games (much like himself). Once he messaged her to come outside and was met with a ‘read’ text, he knew she was on her way down to greet him. When (Y/N) saw him with the stuffed cat in his arms, she ran over and hugged him tightly as she could.

Kenma almost lost his footing and fell, but he managed to stay standing and hug her back. “I know what you said you wanted a cat, but I didn’t want you to get kicked out of your dorm.”

(Y/N) laughed, shaking her head at his words before pulling away. She also took the cat plushie from him to get a better look at it before holding it in her arms. She smiled shyly at him. “Kenma, I was talking about you.”

“Wait, what?” Kenma’s eyes widened, repeating the words she said a couple days ago in his head. He felt his cheeks start to turn pink as (Y/N) spoke up again.

“All I wanted was to spend my birthday with you.” She glanced to the side, starting to feel flustered. “You’ve been my best friend for years and you’re so nice and considerate, not to mention cute,” she giggled, pausing briefly. “It’s practically impossible for anyone not to be around you and,” she met his gaze again. “I like you, Kenma.”

Kenma didn’t know when he did or what made him think it was a good idea, but he reached out with one hand and held the back of her head as he pulled her in for a kiss, which she gladly returned a second later. Once he pulled away, he smiled shyly as though silently apologizing for being so straightforward and sudden.

“Uh,” Kenma cleared his throat, letting go of her so she could have some space. “Would you like to go get some dinner?” It was obvious that he wasn’t sure what to say or do at the moment.”

(Y/N) simply shook her head, reaching for his hand and leading him into the building in which she stayed at. “I’d much rather spend my birthday eating takeout and playing video games with you. How does that sound?”

“But, it’s your birthday.” Kenma followed her to the elevator, still holding her hand.

“Exactly, so that means we’re going to do what I want.” (Y/N) giggled and kissed his cheek before stepping inside the elevator with him and pressing the button for her floor. “And I want to cuddle you while we eat and play Animal Crossing together.”

Kenma smiled, squeezing her hand to let her know his thoughts on her plans for the rest of the evening. “Sounds like a plan.” He was thankful that he decided to bring his Nintendo Switch with him.

“Oh, and that means that I want all of the turnips you bought yesterday, too.”

“Wait what?”

[iemondropsss]

saw ur music post. 9, 14, 23, and 30 👀

Ahhhh thank you for asking <3 Okay so I love music especially more since I made my GIANT playlist about a year ago where I add all the songs I've heard/liked. That really started me getting more into it. And this with my (also massive) moomin playlist I made I gathered SO MANY indie/cottagecore-y songs so I had more of an appriciation for that and now I think I finally found my taste with dreamy alt and indie songs ^^ Also a few of these songs are from when my mom would play apple music in the car when I was a lot younger haha so I think those stuck with me a lot too. Here's the list! :D (honorable mentions under the cut)

9: A song that makes you happy

Free Spirit by Josef Salvat - I had to haha. Every time this song comes on shuffle I get the biggest, stupidest grin on my face. Maybe I overplay how much I like it, who knows. But I know that it just makes me so, so happy

14: A song that you would love played at your wedding

Love Me With All of Your Heart: you KNOW I would. in fact, I'm putting my money on it right now

23:A song that you think everybody should listen to

3. Big Black Car - Gregory Alan Isakov: incredibly calming and is just a sigh of relief when you need it

2. Come Along Cosmo Sheldrake: all of this artist's work just has amazing choruses and this song especially I think is one of their best. Also the energy of exploring a sort of fantasy world is so cool and fun and goodness I love it loads

1. Slow Dancing in the Dark sung by Carl Wheezer: when carl said DAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRKK..... i felt that

30: A song that reminds you of yourself

6. She's Got You High Mumm-Ra: I get crushes way to easily haha

5. Carried Away Passion Pit: mostly I relate the bright and sunny energy, and kind of shrug your shoulders attitude this song has :D

4. Gives You Hell - All American Rejects: Me getting over bad people in my life is,,,, an interesting endeavor XD It's only happened a few times but it has this energy of.. not caring?

3. My Strange Addiction - Billie Elish: this song really reminds me of what it's like fixating on a show for months at a time :")

2. Who I Am Natasha Bedingfield: Confidence in being... me :) (also it's from Tinkerbell)

1. Anymore Surf Rock is Dead: moving past things that don't need to be thought about any longer. I have always had a way for change just in general and a very laid back attitude about life and I think this song reminds me of that. Also the ethereal dreamy music is just so great for dancing alone in your room at midnight in the summer

Honorary Mentions

9: A song that makes you happy

All Small Beasts Should Have Bows in Their Tails Ellinoora

I Love You Too Much Book of Life

Out of My League Fitz and the Tantrums

If You Believe Lisa Kelly

Spooky Mormon Hell Dream - Book of Mormon

Electric Love - BORNS

14: A song that you would love played at your wedding

Lucky Jason Mraz

Paper Rings Taylor Swift

23: A song that you think everybody should listen to

Little Talks - Of Monsters and Men

Ribs - Lorde

Lemon Boy - Cavetown

Bitter Water - The Oh Hellos

Chelsea Dagger - The Fratellis

30: A song that reminds you of yourself

Constellations - Oh Hellos

In the Mood - Glenn Miller

Always Look on the Bright Side of Life - Spamalot

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I just read ur halloween fic!! And it's adorable!! Can I also request a prompt? This is their highschool years btw and its about Hizashi, Shouta, Oboro, Nemuri, Kan and Tensei having a halloween party and also having a contest on who could have the best costumes! And the two winners would be going on a date. This was set up by Nemuri, Oboro, Kan and Tensei cause they know that Shouta and Hizashi had been dancing around each other for a few years and they wanted to help. So yeah XD Hizashi goes as Hatsune Miku! Which as he likes to call it, Present Miku! XD

Happy Halloween! I’m sorry this took *forever*, but it became much longer than anticipated. I loved the whole idea of Present Miku! Hope you enjoy!

Sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes!

Title: Present Miku

If only he had put a bit more effort into his costume, his friend Kan wouldn’t have felt as personally offended. 

“You know, you could have at least bought one from the dollar store instead of wearing your black curtains as a cape,” Kan remarked, crossing his arms. 

Shouta shrugged as he sat down next to Oboro, “I wasn’t going to come in a costume, but Nemuri warned me that if I didn’t dress up then she would make a scene on my birthday.” 

“What type of scene?” Oboro asked, getting comfortable on the couch as he opened his tenth candy wrapper for the night. 

“She didn’t specify, but honestly, I‘d rather not know,” Shouta responded, laying back on the couch as he gestured for Oboro to grab him a candy from the bowl. 

Even if it wasn’t his original idea to attend the party, he had to admit, Tensei’s house was pretty impressive. From the moment he stepped onto the front gates, Shouta felt out of place with his cheap cape and DIY fangs. As the gates opened, he could see the massive garden filled with colorful plants and fancy statues. There was even a mini pond with lily pads that ran probably the bluest water Shouta had ever seen. 

As he approached the huge double doors, Tensei was already waiting for him with that flashy smile that captivated everyone in class 1-A. With the best grades in the class, and being a descendant from a family of heroes, it was no wonder he became the president of 1-A. 

When Shouta first arrived at class 1-A after transferring from General Studies, he hadn’t expected such a warm welcome from the president. The one from General Studies displayed a high ego and God complex that was unbearable most of the time. Tensei let Shouta feel included the second he entered his new classroom, and introduced him to Hizashi and Oboro - his current two best friends. 

As Tensei let him inside the house, he was greeted by an ecstatic Nemuri, who was wearing a scantily clad Poison Ivy costume. Already seeing Tensei’s detailed costume of Link from Legend of Zelda and the custom made Poison Ivy outfit from Nemuri made Shouta feel like the odd one out with his poor excuse of a costume. It didn’t help immediately getting berated by Kan for “not putting effort into his Dracula costume”. Though he had to admit; he completely forgot about Kan’s attendance and how...insensitive it would be to come with a poorly done Dracula outfit. Kan’s family, who all have similar quirks that deal with blood, practically venerate the Draculian lore. 

Kan was dressed as a chef, claiming the film Ratatouille inspired him. Shouta just rolled his eyes at the explanation and walked towards the living room. His eyes scanned the enormous living room, finding Oboro sitting down on a couch that probably cost more than his parent’s apartment. 

He currently sat on that same couch, waiting for the last person to arrive. He sighed as Oboro’s white wings hit him in the face again for the fifth time. His friend opted to dress as an angel, and his explanation was even worse than Kan’s. 

“Well, for one, I am an angel. Two, I am really feeling like acting as Cupid today,” Oboro stated, fluttering his eyes as he smiled at Shouta. 

Shouta groaned, “are you sure it isn’t an excuse to use your clouds as a substitute for pants?” 

Oboro cackled as he handed Shouta a piece of chocolate. They began talking with Kan about the scariest experiences they had with the supposed supernatural. Kan was in the middle of explaining the footsteps he used to hear walking back and forth on his apartment’s hallway at 3 in the morning when the lights were suddenly turned off. 

Shouta looked at Oboro in confusion, who stared back at him with the same puzzlement. Rays of lights invaded the room as a certain pop song blared through the speakers. Shouta winced as he covered his ears. The loud music sort of reminded him of someone…

Tensei appeared from the entrance of the living room, looking unfazed. He turned on the microphone he was holding, which let out an unpleasant howling noise. Tensei smiled apologetically, and sighed before using the microphone to speak. 

“People of Halloweentown, get ready for the greatest pop star of our generation. Please receive the wondrous, fantastic, fabulous, talented, and amazing: Present Miku!” 

Nemuri released a giant confetti cannon, which sprinkled all across the room - blinding Shouta. Of course, Shouta thought, Hizashi would be one for dramatic entrances. 

Hizashi suddenly appeared with a microphone on his hands, and began lip-syncing to the song that was still playing from the speakers. Kan leaned towards Shouta and Oboro as he covered his ears. 

“What song is this?!” He yelled, yet Shouta could barely hear him as the song blasted through their ears. Oboro laughed hysterically as he moved to the beat of the song. 

“It’s a Hatsune Miku song!” Oboro replied, “I think it is called ‘Desert Wolf’!” 

“Is it the vocaloid girl he is obsessed about?” Shouta asked. His ears finally adjusted to the loudness that invaded the room. Someone would have believed he was prepared to be bombarded with sound, considering he was friends with Hizashi, the classmate with a Voice quirk. 

Oboro smiled widely. “What do you think?” he said, pointing at Hizashi. 

A long teal hair tied in pigtails adorned Hizashi’s head, falling to his hips. He wore a grey shirt that traced his waist with a black skirt. Shouta’s eyes lingered towards the bottom, where Hizashi posed with thigh high boots. 

Shouta had to admit, Hizashi looked really nice. 

It was clear that out of everyone here, especially Shouta, Hizashi put the most effort into his costume. He even had the clothing piece on his arms glow a color similar to turquoise. His tie had his name ‘Present Miku’ engraved on the top, with small pins of Hatsune Miku attached. 

Shouta caught Nemuri glancing at him, wiggling her eyebrows. He couldn’t help the slight blush that crept on his face as he looked away. 

The song soon ended, and Hizashi bowed, receiving applause from his friends. Oboro and Nemuri clapped loud and sincere, while Shouta and Kan clapped rather unenthusiastically. 

Hizashi proceeded to plop down in between Oboro and Shouta, putting his arms around them as he hugged them tightly. 

“Happy Halloween you two!” He exclaimed, flashing his brightest grin. 

“Took you long enough to arrive,” Shouta grumbled, leaning towards Hizashi’s embrace. He’s used to Hizashi’s shoulder being his personal pillow as he took a quick nap. 

He didn’t notice the way Oboro and Kan exchanged knowing looks to one another. They looked back to Nemuri, who nodded once in agreement. She approached the center of the room - heels clanking loudly. 

“As you know, there was supposed to be a costume contest,” she reminded, looking at Shouta with those disapproving eyes again. 

“The two people who win will get to go on a ‘fake’ date inside that door,” Nemuri explained, pointing her fingers at the closed white double doors at the right side of the room. 

“Tensei decorated it so that it may seem as authentic as possible.” 

“Authentic to what?” Shouta asked with his eyes closed, still leaning on Hizashi. 

“To a date, Shouta,” Nemuri replied with a smug smile, “so let’s start with the first lucky winner!” 

“Why do we need to do this now?” Shouta complained, “and also, don’t you think it is weird to make two people go on a forced date?” 

“Shut up, Shouta,” Nemuri scolded, being one of the few people that isn’t afraid to argue with him. His intimidating look might work on his classmates, but his upperclassmen friend isn’t threatened by those judging eyes. 

“Alright, remember not to vote for yourself!” Nemuri added, “pick a paper and once you write down your pick, just place it on this bowl.” 

She gleefully walked towards Tensei and sat next to him, writing down a name with her personal calligraphy pen. Shouta sighed as Hizashi passed him a piece of paper and pen. Might as well get this over with. 

He stared at the paper for a moment, remembering the details of everyone’s costumes. He didn’t even know why he was analyzing the costumes when he already knew the answer. 

He carefully wrote Hizashi’s name, tracing back the letters as he finished. He rarely got to write his friend’s name, yet it felt so familiar to him. 

He placed his paper into the bowl, and leaned back on the couch as he waited for the last person to cast their vote. Once Kan, the last one to vote, slipped his paper into the bowl, Tensei grabbed it and started counting. 

As they waited, Hizashi was acting as the DJ for the party, though it mostly consisted of Hatsune Miku songs. Shouta stood up once to grab a piece of pigs in a blanket. As he ate the small party appetizer, he sneaked a peek at Hizashi, who was dancing to the music with Nemuri. Shouta never knew Hizashi was talented at moving his hips. His heartbeat began quickening-

“I have counted the votes!” Tensei announced, beaming in front of his friends. 

“The winner is…” he began, and Oboro began tapping the table to mimic drums. 

“Present Miku!” 

Hizashi squealed, jumping up and down with Nemuri. 

“Can’t wait to see who will be my date!” 

“I feel like I know who,” Nemuri answered, looking straight at Shouta as she winked. What was she trying to say?

“Let’s not waste time and pick the second winner!” Nemuri sang, already picking up her piece of paper. 

“Wow, someone is excited,” Shouta joked in his deadpanned time. Nemuri stuck her tongue out at him before handing him another piece of paper. Shouta sighed again, but this time louder than before. 

Hizashi was busy talking to Oboro to notice Shouta next to him. Shouta wasn’t listening to their conversation - too busy thinking on who he would pick. I mean, it isn’t a hard choice. Just pick the second best costume. 

Still, there was something impeding him from writing another name. He knew it was just a stupid date that meant nothing other than a way for his friends to tease the ones that got chosen. 

Whoever got chosen meant they were going on a “date” with Hizashi. Shouta couldn’t explain why he felt an aching in his heart as he thought about it. 

He brushed off his thoughts and wrote Kan as his answer. He didn’t know why he chose Kan, since he was sure everyone would probably pick Tensei. The speedster definitely had the second best costume at the party.

Maybe it was the thought of seeing Hizashi and Tensei having a happy date at the other side of the room that swayed his decision. He knew Hizashi wasn’t interested in Kan, especially after that time Kan told him about the pet tarantula he used to have as a kid. 

Tensei, on the other hand, always seemed to make Hizashi smile with his stories about his baby brother Iida. 

Shouta could never make Hizashi smile the same way. 

Shouta felt someone flick a finger on his forehead, bringing him back to Earth. He turned to see Hizashi smiling fondly at him. 

“Shouta, are you done?” Oboro whined, “I want to know the next winner!”

Shouta hadn’t realized he was the last one left to place his vote. He quickly stood up and dropped his paper into the bowl as he ignored everyone’s stares. 

“Are you ready to know who your date is?” Nemuri teased Hizashi. The blonde man simply raised his thumb in excitement as he jumped up and down his seat. 

Tensei didn’t take long to count votes, considering there were only six of them. Shouta just sat there, wondering how Tensei felt about receiving most of the votes. He knew he wasn’t going to win, so why did he keep feeling this pain on his chest? 

“Guys, the final vote has been determined!” Tensei announced, standing up from his chair. Shouta briefly caught Nemuri giggling with Oboro and Kan giving a nod of approval to Tensei. 

Now that Shouta thought about it - the four had been acting very suspicious throughout the night. 

“And the winner is,” Tensei started, gesturing for Oboro to do his dramatic drums. 

“Dracula!” 

Everyone in the room cheered, except for two people. Shouta didn’t know how to process what had just happened. He just gazed at Hizashi, who was noticeably pale. 

He was probably expecting someone else. 

“I can’t believe my two best friends won!” Oboro shouted, “don’t try to have too much fun inside there. Got it?”

Shouta noticed Tensei helping Hizashi towards the other room. He noticed the loud hero unusually quiet - blindly following the blue-haired man. His vision was obstructed by Nemuri standing in front of him with a deceiving smile on her lips. 

“Are you ready, big boy?” 

“Nemuri, I don’t know what is going on but this was definitely a set-up,” Shouta blurted, “and I don’t like it one bit.”

“Sure you don’t, grumpy cat,” she replied, “c’mon, your date is waiting.” 

Before he knew it, Nemuri shoved him inside a dining room. The table only contained two chairs and was decorated with a white tablecloth and a rose in the middle. The plates already had a small meal, which included a portion of lobster. 

Hizashi was sitting down, looking back at Shouta with an apologetic smile. 

“I’m sorry they put you through this,” Hizashi said, “I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable.” 

“It’s fine,” Shouta answered a little too quickly. He was still shocked over the obvious setup from his friends. Why would they want him and Hizashi to go on a date?

Did they realize his feelings for Hizashi? Was this a cruel plan to get his feelings rejected by his crush? 

He ignored his thoughts and sat down on the empty chair. The two stayed quiet for a long moment, nervous to even stare at each other. 

Shouta broke the silence, “I don’t know why they chose me. I had the worst costume out of all of us.” 

“I think you look cute!” Hizashi blurted out, blushing deeply as he realized what he said. Shouta’s cheeks also turned into that dreaded crimson color. 

“Shouta…” Hizashi began, hesitance in his voice. The ravenette focused back on Hizashi, trying his best to compose his pumping heartbeat. 

“I guess I feel a bit more confident in this outfit, but I just wanted to say…” Hizashi continued, rubbing the back of his neck. 

“Hizashi just say it,” Shouta ordered, eyes fixated on Hizashi. 

“I like you, Shouta!” Hizashi exclaimed, covering his mouth with both hands after he finished. 

Shouta’s eyes widened at the revelation. His mouth dropped open in shock and the room grew dead silent. Both lay eyes on one another; fear of uncertainty emanating from both of them. Shouta lowered his arms, trembling as he grasped for his utensil. 

“I- I like you too, Hizashi,” Shouta confessed, staring down at his plate. 

“You- you do?” Hizashi cautiously asked, thinking he heard wrong. The silent teenager liked the loud one? Oh, the irony that is love. 

Shouta nodded slowly, playing with his fork. He was surprised when Hizashi began to giggle loudly. 

“I think I should take you on a real date!” Hizashi proclaimed with excitement. Shouta chuckled lightly, still a bit timid over the whole ordeal. 

Shouta was never one to celebrate Halloween, but this year’s would definitely be unforgettable. He was celebrating it with his closest friends. His only friends. 

But best of all, he was spending it with Present Miku - the best pop star in the world. 

“So what do you say?” Hizashi asked eagerly, awaiting Shouta’s answer.

Shouta just beamed at Hizashi - showing off his DIY fangs. 

“I think I’ll like that.” 

[1-800-i-ship-it]

park benches, dandelion and grin for nostalgia asks? ☺️

park benches: what’s your favourite hobby to do with a friend?

ooh hmm i think cooking with a friend is super fun! usually a disaster but thats what makes it memorable and entertaining haha 

dandelion: which two colours do you like best together?

i like blue and white, tho red and black is a v close second (it just occurred to me that that might be another reason why i like khun so much...xD)

grin: what was the last thing that made you smile - really smile?

haha seeing this and seeing ur ask!! <3 

[jjbaebank]

ahh my first request! (❤️ ur writing btw) anyways, how about one where the gang is having a boneyard party and y/n and jj’s song comes on and he and the gang hype her and kie up while they twerk or whatever IDK IF THIS IS WEIRD BUT IT WOULD BE MAD FUNNY

A/N: I’m sorry if you were looking for a more provocative song choice but you said “funny” so I couldn’t help but choose this song XD, I hope you like it! Also THANK YOU :) and I’m very honored that I am your first request <3 

“John B, can you turn the music up?” JJ yelled to John B, who was manning both the keg and the speaker and music.

You were sitting on JJ’s lap on a log in the middle of the Boneyard, surrounded by your friends who were mingling with other pogues, tourons, kooks, the works. JJ’s arms were locked tightly around your waist, and his head rested on your shoulder. You sipped a cup of beer and watched the party happening around you. You and JJ were watching different people are trying to read their lips and decipher what they were saying, but given the weird-ass stuff you seemed to read, you were probably doing it wrong.

As John B turned the music off, the ending of the song Kokomo by The Beach Boys played. Looking down at his phone, he yelled “JJ, Y/N, Replay’s next!”

Kie came running over to you. “JJ, I know this is your and Y/N’s special song, but may I have a dance with the lady?”

JJ nodded and released you and you stood up, laughing. You turned to face JJ, and checked to make sure he was okay with it. His expression was neutral, so you leaned forward to whisper “You won’t regret it,” in his ear, before pulling away a little so he could see your wink.

“Okay, yeah!” He nodded quickly and gave you a little push towards Kie.

Kie grabbed your hand and led you shortly away, only about 5 or so steps, but enough so you guys could dance with no logs in your way or anything.

“Kie, you better not be stealing my girl!” JJ shouted after you jokingly, but he only pretended to be angry. Replay was your and JJ’s song. The song that played the first time you kissed. It had been in the car, and JJ turned on the radio to try and get some sexy music going, but he had ended up turning on the wrong station and Replay had been blasted. It kinda ruined the mood, and caused you to break out in laughter, and him to be really embarrassed. But you hadn’t minded. It didn’t stop you from grabbing his face and turning him towards you, then leaning in to kiss him. Probably not a typical first kiss song, but it gave you a good story, and honestly you thought it made the kiss even more special.

“I’m sorry JJ, besties over testes!” You called back to him and shrugged your shoulders, with a sarcastic “sorry” kind of look.

He rolled his eyes and laughed at you, which you smiled at before you turned to Kie.

“Ready?” You asked.

She nodded, and you did your best friends handshake (which was pretty cringey (but that was exactly why you loved it), before the song started to play.

“Shawty like a melody in my head that I can’t keep out got me singing like na na na na every day, it’s like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay!”

As the song started, you and Kie sung the lyrics at the top of your lungs, well in between peals of laughter. Your movements were huge and exaggerated, and you weren’t taking anything seriously, just having pure fun.

You were focused on Kie but when you looked up, you noticed John B, Pope, and Sarah had also moved towards you guys and were watching your dance, along with JJ.

“That girl like somethin’ off a poster, that girl is a dime they say, that girl is a gun to my holster, she’s running through my mind all day ay...”

You changed your dance move from the sprinkler to swinging your hips and shaking your ass, and Kie followed suit.

“Goddamn, girl!” JJ whistled at you, his eyes staring directly at your backside.

“Okay, hottie alert!” Sarah laughed, making a half heart with her hand and pointing at you and Kie.

“Fuck yeah!” John B called, pumping his fist along with the beat. Sarah wasn’t upset, she knew John B loved her and only saw you platonically.

“Oh... oh... oh!” Pope cheered somewhat awkwardly. He seemed to not know what to say in response to your scandalous dancing, and you think you knew the reason why. You looked from him to Kie, and saw that he was watching her shimmy to the beat, her eyes closed and hair swinging around her face. You caught Pope staring and tilted your head towards Kie, giving him a wink. You looked back at JJ and slowly dropped low to the sand, before standing back up. He was looking at you like he wanted to do something to you right then and there.

Smirking, you looked right at him while you and Kie took turns smacking each other’s asses playfully. His mouth dropped right open, and stayed like that until Pope leaned over and pushed his chin up, closing his mouth.

“How are you so sexy?” Sarah wooped.

Laughing at JJ’s reaction, you switched your dance to some really bad fortnite dances.

“Shawty like a melody in my head that I can’t keep out got me singing’ like, na na na na every day, like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay.”

As the song came to an end, you high fived Kie and pulled her in for a hug, breathing hard.

When you let go, you stumbled back over to JJ and fell down onto his lap again, still breathless.

“Baby, that was so hot. I want... to take you home... right now...” he whispered into your ear, pressing repeated kisses to your cheek in between words. You grinned and let out a happy sigh.

Once Kie caught her breath, she called out to JJ, “Thanks for letting me dance with Y/N during your song. I hope I didn’t ruin it,” she smiled playfully, cocking an eyebrow.

“Fuck no, that was hot as hell. You should dance with her more often, if it means I’ll be able to see her like that more,” he joked and tightened his grip around your waist lovingly. “As long as sometimes Iget to dance with my girl and our song.”

“Yeah, Y/N, we’ll have to find one of our own...” Kie pondered, tilting her head as she thought.

“Hmm, maybe Anaconda? Like a Virgin? No Diggity? Slow Hands? Andante Andante? I’m Too Sexy?” Kie listed off a list of obviously very sex-related songs.

“Oh, all of those sound fantastic,” you laughed.

“It’ll have to be later, because we have to go NOW,” JJ said quickly and placed an arm behind your back and one under your knees, holding your bridal style.

“Bye!” you giggled to your friends as JJ ran as fast as he could with you safely in his arms.

You could hear a chorus of laughter behind you but you didn’t really care. You knew what you were going home to was going to be a lot better.

[glittercandies]

Hook and Pan Part 2

Harry Hook x Reader

Author Note: ok so I'll make a lil BTS inspired scene here cuz I found it lowkey hilarious and it could work xD-

While Harry Hook and (Y/N) Pan were openly friends and everyone saw them around each other (or chasing each other after pranks and yelling threats), Ben took it upon himself to observe them every now and then.

He saw how they acted with each other and it looked like a healthy friendship (sometimes he thought it was secretly something more due to the flirting bUt Hook flirted with anyone sO-), but Ben was scared of the possibility of one pretending to be friendly just to take revenge. He wanted to be sure that wasn't going to be a danger.

One day, he heard they were alone in a dorm, to chat and whatnot. But the 1% chance of them harming each other was there. Ben decided to pass their door just to make sure nothing bad was happening.

The second he got near the dorm room, he heard pained cries and exaggerated crying heartbroken sounds. He didn't heistate to open the door and-

*an hour before*

"HARREHH" (Y/N) shouted.

"What?"

"DID YA PUT UR NAME IN THE GOBLET-" she stopped when she saw Harrys terrified confused look. "Ok no, I just wanted to ask you if you wanna come over to my dorm. Jane is off with Carlos and I am lonely"

"Of course dear" Harry smirked.

That accent was hot, you ain't gonna lie. You even told him that several times, just to see how he'll react to your boldness.

"Thanks, you're slightly less lame than most people out there. Why is Chad still afraid of me??" (Y/N) whined.

"Prolly cos of what you pulled last time you were alon' with the princey. His hair took a long time to grow again ey? Or maybe that one time you publicly embarrassed him. Oh wait that's not right, let me correct myself. Those couple HUNDREDS of times you publicly embarrassed him." He said, sarcasm lacing his voice.

"Oh lmao, that could explain it. Noww let's go to my dorm. Alone. No naughty stuff though please" (Y/N) winked and laughed.

"Sure lassie. We can have fun next time~" Hook winked back.

Her laughter turned into a wheeze.

"C'mon flirty messss" (Y/N) grabbed his hand and walked towards her and Janes room.

Once they got in, an awkward silence settled in.

"OH I have an idea! We could try some of those cool asian snacks I got Lonnie to give me!" (Y/N) suggested.

"Sure thing love"

After a while of munching and commenting, Harry took his phone out.

"Mind if I play some music?" Harry asked.

Once he got properly aquainted with technology, he was hooked on it. Pun intended.

"Sure" (Y/N) responded.

Some of the songs, they sang along to, others, they've danced to (learning that there's a limited amount of dance moves you can do while sitting down).

"Ok I have another idea. So choose emotional songs and I'll eat based on what type of song it is, I don't know how much sense that made-"

Harry quickly searched for the type of song he knew (Y/N) loathed. Cringe songs made by little children about trends ( Fidget Spinners, Fortnite, etc ).

(Y/N) glared at him.

"No! Use something else pleaseee" she cried out.

"Fine." Harry changed to a sad, breakup song.

(Y/N) instantly started screaming out cries (or tried to scream out cries with noodles in her mouth), and fake sobbing while Harry was grinning in amusement. She stopped for a second and the door opened.

It was Ben.

"What happened?" Ben asked concerned.

Hook and Pan both shared a glance then feigned confusion and innocence.

"Eh?" Harry raised an eyebrow.

"T-There was a noise" Ben responded, confused.

(Y/N) swallowed, slightly biting her lip to supress a grin. She shook her head no.

"Didn't hear any noise"

"Oh" Ben left the room.

A couple more seconds of silence until his footsteps weren't audible anymore.

Harry and (Y/N) both burst out into laughing to the point they were actually shacking and holding onto each other with tears in their eyes.

The one thing Harry regretted was not putting on some sexual song, because if THAT happened, the confusion on Bens face would've been a ton worse and more hilarious.

"I CAN'T ANYMORE PFFT-" (Y/N) head was buried in Harrys shoulder as she was shacking from laughter.

When the laughter died down they both looked at eachother. Hook smirked

"Maybe we should hang out alone mor' often, just the two of us"

"I like the sound of that." Pan smiled.

The both of them were close. Harry gently brushed some (H/C) hair out of her face with his fingers. Their faces were nearing and suddenly, when they were about to kiss, Harry stopped.

"(Y/N), I, I can't do this. I can't because this means a lot to me and I don't want false hope" Harry whispered staring right in her beautiful (E/C) eyes.

(Y/N) cupped his face.

"It means a lot to me too. Harry I like you. A fucking lot. And I am not doin this to play with yo-"

The second he heard that, Harry was satisfied as he got the response that encouraged him to go on. He kissed (Y/N). The girl he's been crushing on for a month. The girl he could never get mad at no matter how many times she pranked him. The girl that could never get mad at him no matter how frustrating he was. The one girl that saw him at his best and worst and always comforted him. He's been waiting to do this for a month now.

(Y/N) eagerly kissed back while climbing in his lap which made her (taller than him/as tall as him/almost as tall as him). After a few more kisses and a couple of very visible marks on Pans neck, they broke apart just to sit and enjoy the others company.

The End (maybe)

Part 3 is a maybeeee but idk depends if ppl will ask me for it

[purge-that-urge-rhackathon]

-gently kicks thru the door- how did i only now find ur blog hot dang. hey if ur still doing requests or prompts.. consider... a thing where jack takes care of rhys. just like in whatever way u might want to take that. im thinking like rhys is sick and is 2 pitiful to take care of himself but u can totally... smut that up to ur own tastes should u so desire. yes the first time i interact w/ u its to ask for smut and no this is not out of character for me sdjgskhhffh im so srry

It’s a big internet out there and this blog is only 3 years old…. it happens heheheh xD And you caught me in an excellent mood SO:

This labeled as Assistance. Also on my ao3 here :) My masterlist archive of bullshit i write can be found linked at the top of the blog or here.

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Rhys was frustrated.

Not just because he’d tripped over his own damn feet bringing Jack his morning coffee, nor from the resultant fracture to his left hand that the doctors told him to absolutely not use for the remaining two weeks as it healed nicely, and not even from the fact that his right hand needed recalibration after the embarrassing face-plant in front of the CEO’s desk.

No, he was frustrated because Jack– for all his teasing and braying laughter- was actually being nice about Rhys’ clumsy fall, had shunted off the majority of hand-intensive work to his secretary, and was being extra considerate and handsy with him in the office in ways that set Rhys’ heart beating faster.

In the very sense of the word, Rhys was getting desperate, and desperation lead to… creativity.

His cybernetic arm was a mechanical wonder of technology, yes, but even without the calibration it so sorely needed, it wasn’t quite the same– or welcoming- as his flesh hand.

He’d considered asking Jack to recalibrate it for him- more than a few times- but the idea of letting his boss into his subsystems and opening up his hardware was…. Well… Jack had a questionable attention span already, and coupled with his brilliant mind, Rhys was worried about what he could possibly put in there. Spyware. Weird voice commands. Or worse, with the connection to his echoeye, he might encounter all the very-specific searches Rhys had done about the man on the echonet.

Not worth it, in his opinion.

His right hand was… usable, yeah, but it wasn’t the same. He wasn’t what he’d call ambidextrous, and the lag in how his fingers worked– imperceptible to others but frustratingly off to him- made even the most enthusiastic jerking-session a lesson in persistence.

He was horny was the thing. Crazy horny. Unable-to-ignore and stressed-out-of-his-mind-and-required-release horny. Release was good, the relief itself a blessing, but he wasn’t satisfied. And the fact that his insanely-attractive boss almost seemed to be touching him more than normal in encouragement, watching him more keenly than usual in case he needed assistance, wasn’t helping matters.

Of course he could have just been being paranoid, and Jack himself was more observant than he was given credit for. But if Rhys didn’t figure out some way to get himself off that wasn’t shamefully sticking it in a sock and fucking between the mattress, then he was probably going to end up short-circuiting something.

And then he’d be out two hands and up one easily-encouraged boner and he could just kiss his professional reputation goodbye.

Not that he didn’t feel he was doing that already.

Jack had given him half days to rest– or more like half-weeks. Rhys spent some days working from the couch in his apartment– or his bed when feeling particularly lazy- and other days spent in the office with the CEO doing not much else than fetching coffee or looking pretty when Jack yelled at people.

He was doing that now, actually, listening to music and working remotely with his echotablet from bed to organize things for Jack’s meeting tomorrow.

Well speak of the devil. A notification popped up on his echoeye; the personal chat Jack had had him install mainly so he could write snarky comments to the younger man during meetings. Though it also proved very useful to quickly communicate since Rhys’ hands weren’t doing what he wanted them to these days.

→J4ckRule5: ive got some shit I need you to personally look through→J4ckRule5: stuff for 2morrow these idiots didnt send in the brief

Crap. What timing.

←Rhy5winz: Do you need me to come in?→J4ckRule5: nah ill drop it by your crappy little apartment after work→J4ckRule5: been meaning to see if that part of helios needs fumigating again :p←Rhy5winz: >>:|←Rhy5winz: Thanks for your kindness and consideration, sir.

There was a pause, and Rhys smirked to himself. Jack was probably laughing at his own jokes, but even more at Rhys’ overly polite response. They were hardly this courteous to one another anymore after working together so long, and his own way of handling his boss made him grin. Jack’s response met his expectations entirely; probably bored with nothing better to do than bug him.

→J4ckRule5: U mad? (:

Rhys smirked.

←Rhy5winz: I don’t know what you mean, sir.←Rhy5winz: Please take care when coming down here.←Rhy5winz: Don’t want any vermin biting our CEO.

Rhys was amused as he waited for Jack to get back to him, the CEO typing for ages it felt, when Rhys realized something.

Shit. He was getting hard over Jack’s playful messages. Really? Over a few innocent texts from his boss about work? Seriously? That’s what was getting him excited nowadays? Jesus he needed to take the edge off ASAP because this wasn’t just embarrassing, but downright insulting. Not to mention what it said about him to be getting all hot over Jack’s denigrating teasing.

Rhys stared at his tented boxer briefs with judgment as Jack’s response was overlaid right over the tip of his dick.

→J4ckRule5: dont get ur panties in a twist there pumpkin ;D

Rhys’ dick twitched at that.

Fuck.

Even as he was disappointed in his cock’s lack of taste in what was erotic, he was already palming himself through his underwear with his metallic hand. Maybe he could make this work.

→J4ckRule5: if u even own panties

Rhys’ brows shot up in interest and a spike of undue alarm at the thought that Jack knew what he was doing went through him– and made his cock harder.

→J4ckRule5: speaking of which:→J4ckRule5: do u own panties? (;

Rhys actually laughed, a husky sound as his cock liked this conversation very much so, and didn’t give much thought as to the appropriateness of the topic.

←Rhy5winz: You can’t bring up a topic and then say ‘speaking of which’, Jack.→J4ckRule5: i just did ;p→J4ckRule5: dont change the subject

Rhys’ chewed on his lips, his breathing deep and hips moving just a little of their own volition against his hand. He freed his cock from its confines and stroked himself, cursing the lag and responsiveness of his hand, but making do.

←Rhy5winz: Wouldn’t you like to know→J4ckRule5: i would ;D→J4ckRule5: answer the question kitten. im really bored here

Rhys allowed his mind to wander, to fantasize over any possible subtext. Bored. Right. The idea that Jack was bored and jerking off in his chair gave him a little thrill. That he was talking to Rhys of all people while possibly doing so made him very excited indeed.

←Rhy5winz: Sorry sir, that is classified information.←Rhy5winz: You don’t have access :p→J4ckRule5: brat→J4ckRule5: and how does one gain access? ;D

Okay, this was some next-level flirting for Jack; playing along and furthering the teasing. And that response was fast. He was either super bored and having a laugh at Rhys’ expense, or he was passing the time by playing a little five-on-one.

Good idea or not, Rhys wasn’t the one writing his responses to the older man so much as his cock was, and all the thoughts of Jack’s hands on him in the office– little innocent but overly familiar touches- was adding to the novelty of the experience.

←Rhy5winz: This is pretty privileged information←Rhy5winz: I don’t know. Maybe you should work harder→J4ckRule5: OH believe me cupcake im the hardest worker on this station

Rhys made a little noise at that, now certain Jack had his dick in hand and taking out his boredom at Rhys’ expense. Well, teasing the CEO back was probably safe at this point, right? He knew Jack appreciated some good word play, and though it was risky, he decided to let the older man know he knew what he was up to. It wasn’t like Jack didn’t make dirty jokes in the office constantly. Turnaround was fair play.

←Rhy5winz: I have no doubt you are ;)←Rhy5winz: Sucks having to take matters into your own hands

Jack was typing for several moments, Rhys’ heart beating and his cock pulsing as he awaited the response. It was shorter than all that typing lead him to expect, making him curious what the older man might’ve sent instead.

→J4ckRule5: ur killin me here cupcake

Rhys snickered at the response, waiting for more, but none came. Huh. Well, that was anticlimactic, though it was useful as he was harder than ever (or as hard as he’d been since the injury) and he quickly forgot about their conversation in lieu of inflating it for masturbation fantasies.

It was going pretty well, actually, and he’d have to thank Jack (in some roundabout way, of course… maybe a cheese and sausage basket to be funny) because he knew it wasn’t going to be a goddamn nightmare trying to get himself off this time. No lubed-up and ruined socks– which was a crime in itself- nor errant twitching of uncalibrated fingers to throw off his delicate movements on his poor neglected cock.

No, rubbing himself against his thighs was actually working pretty nicely, and the smooth metal of his fingers warmed with his body heat actually felt really good. Imagining Jack at his desk imagining Rhys was doing it for him, and rereading their conversation from earlier only added more substance to his fantasy.

So when Jack himself stuck his head around the corner of Rhys’ doorjamb, the younger man thought he was just getting really good at visualizing what he wanted– for approximately a quarter of a second.

Rhys made an impossible sound between a gulp and a squeak– impressive in Jack’s opinion- as he quickly pulled a pillow over himself, face crimson and speechless that Jack was in his apartment, let alone his bedroom.

“Heeeeey cupcake… Whatcha doin’?”

The dirty leer on Jack’s face told Rhys the older man knew exactly what he’d been doing. There was no way out of this, and Jack looked about as pleased as anyone finding someone else jerking their dick possibly could.

“H-How– How did you get in here? Why are you in here?!”

“Was gonna deliver that stuff to you but forgot it halfway after those dirty texts you sent me, kitten. Not to mention, the door locks on this level are ridiculously easy to hack.”

Jack’s grin was predatory, shark-like, and it did funny things to Rhys’ stomach, and furthermore, his cock beneath the pillow.

“This how you’ve been using these work-at-home days? It’s not like I’d stop you if you wanted to do this at the office, kiddo.”

Rhys whined, embarrassed, frustrated, tired, and goddamn horny and just wanting a little relief. His damn cock was still hard beneath the pillow.

It had flagged a little, yeah, but with the object of his fantasy right goddamn there and the way Jack was leering at him, well… Rhys’ cock was a dirty goddamn traitor and he wasn’t getting out of this situation gracefully.

“Cat got your tongue, kitten?”

Jack’s eyes were darting between his face and the pillow, interest and amusement there both but not yet moving closer, and Rhys was so close yet not, and so goddamn fucking frustrated he didn’t even care at this point and rambled quickly to the older man. “…I’ve had a rough week and shit timing and no sleep and I hate this damn cast and being useless and I can’t sleep-” he repeated, “-and nothing is working how it should and I can’t even do my job right and I feel useless here.”

“That it?” Jack asked smugly, still looking expectantly at the pillow.

Rhys knew he was not going to drop the topic, so he internally said fuck it and just blurted out: “…and I’m just really pent up and this isn’t fucking working and if I don’t get off I’m going to strangle someone… with someone else’s hands,” he growled.

A pleased shiver went up Jack’s back as a smirk took his face, and he moved closer as if his personal assistant’s dick wasn’t out and leaking beneath a Hyperion-branded pillow. “Babe, kitten, is that all? If you were horny you could’ve just said so. I’d have been down here ten minutes ago.”

Jack sat down next to him, a hand starting at his thigh and disappearing under the pillow. He heard the way Rhys’ breath hitched, the younger man’s face becoming less red with embarrassment and more pink with arousal, and his whole body very aware of the path Jack’s hand was taking. When it made contact with his shaft, Rhys made a mumbled sort of whimper in his throat, eyes shutting tightly as Jack’s big hand wrapped around his cock and gave him a gentle squeeze. Rhys whined pathetically, and Jack cozied up into his space to whisper smugly into the younger man’s ear.

“Baby,” Jack said, breath hot on Rhys’ skin as he allowed his face to touch Rhys’ own just barely. “I’m always up to get you what you need. Even if all you need is to get off.” He gave him a stroke and Rhys’ hand shot out to grab Jack at the man’s shoulder, bending a little at the waist towards Jack as it felt so damn good and was just what he needed and god he wanted Jack to stroke him.

Jack pressed his lips to Rhys’ neck where the younger man’s flesh was exposed to him, grinning and feeling his own cock rallying in his jeans as he played with Rhys.

The pillow was flung away, and Jack wrapped one arm around Rhys’ waist, the other giving him long, tight strokes that passed over his cockhead every few. It was rougher than Rhys was used to– but he was so on edge and it was so goddamn satisfying and it was Jack doing it to him- and he came relatively quickly with pleased little cries over the older man’s hand.

Jack wiped his hand on Rhys’ sheets before hooking a hand behind his neck and kissing the younger man senseless. It totally blew Rhys’ mind.

Sex was one thing, kissing was another, and Rhys was thrown through so many loops and twists and turns of defied expectations that he threw caution to the wind and wrapped his arms around his boss, the Handsome Jack, and kissed him back for all he was worth.

Jack’s heavy breathing and the way the older man’s kisses turned to nipping bites was already rallying Rhys’ cock for a second time, but he pulled away when Jack broke it, a filthy look of desire on his face that Rhys’ attention was only stolen from by the older man’s tented pants.

“Jack, I-I want to– to– fuck,” he cursed, wanting more than anything to return the favor and get his hands on his boss’s dick like something out of one of his fantasies. Neither of his hands were up to the job and the last thing he wanted to do was have the CEO think he was shit at handjobs, but the way Jack was tenting his own jeans was nothing to tease about. He’d done that to the CEO, and dammit, he really wanted to do something memorable to it.

“Maybe next time, sweet pea,” Jack laughed at Rhys’ words, a big hand on Rhys’ thigh as he bit at the younger man’s neck. “When you’re all healed up and I don’t have a meeting with distribution in an hour. Maybe in my big yellow chair, mm?”

Rhys’ eyes widened as he looked at the older man. Next time? Wait… he wanted to fuck him?

Jesus Antwerp Christ, Rhys must’ve actually fell on his head and not his hand, and he was having a coma-wet-dream right now, because that was right up there in his impossible bucket-list of imaginary jerk-off material.

“In the meantime baby, you don’t need your hands to give a blowjob, right?”

Rhys swallowed and his mouth watered, and at this point he didn’t give a shit about Jack’s smug look that said he knew he was going to get what he wanted, or that insufferable grin that knew how much Rhys wanted to give it to him.

No, the younger man slid off his unmade bed, cock still out at half-mast, to eagerly get between Jack’s knees while the older man chuckled with arousal and undid his belt and fly to remove his cock from his jeans.

It wasn’t the best blowjob he’d ever given, or even in the top five, but the way Jack moaned his name, carded fingers through his messy hair, and talked dirty to him as Rhys sucked him off definitely ranked it among the most memorable of experiences to boot. The strangled curses that left the older man’s lips as he’d come down Rhys’ throat was the best of all, and knowing he was one of the few privileged enough to know the sound of Handsome Jack being thoroughly wrecked was enough to get him through this hellish period until he got full use of his hands back.

“Jesus kiddo, if that’s what you can do without your hands, I can’t wait until you’re all fixed.” He swiped a thumb under Rhys’ swollen lower lip, teasing it over his mouth before applying the barest of pressure. Rhys sucked the digit into his mouth with a pleased hum, and Jack just chuckled, pleased. “Damn buttercup, you were pent up, huh baby?”

Rhys just nodded in agree– would agree to just about anything Jack said right now- and hopped back up on the bed when Jack patted it.

The older man kissed him into the mattress, hand already back on his cock which surprised Rhys enough to make a noise about it, and Jack just laughed until he’d jerked him to full hardness and through another orgasm.

Rhys’ sheets were a ruined mess, and he was more or less feeling the same. His eyes gleamed with satisfaction as Jack tucked his own spent cock back into his pants, redid zip and belt, and told Rhys his work for the day was excellent. It made them both laugh, and Jack moved to leave until he gave one last look at the younger man laying there, the very picture of contentment.

“Forget something?” Rhys asked, voice teasing but dripping with satisfaction.

“Yeah, I did.”

Jack came and bent at the waist to kiss him again, moving to his neck where he sucked and bit at the younger man. It felt good until Rhys yelped, and Jack rose with a laugh, moving Rhys’ hand that had moved to the spot where he’d bit him. There was a pretty decent hickey there. Rhys bruised up nicely.

“What the hell, Jack?”

“Just making sure you don’t forget about me, cupcake.”

Rhys gave him a frown. “We work together.”

“So, so well, sugar pie.” The glare Rhys sent his way had zero effect on the older man. “Okay pumpkin, see you tomorrow, bright and early. Same old same old. Or maybe not so much.”

Rhys snorted. His neck smarted, but he was already excited about work tomorrow, clear this little liaison was going to be continued, and pleased as fucking punch about it. “Lock up after yourself, will you? Don’t want any vermin getting in. There was a big rat in here that just bit the shit out of me.”

“You little brat,” Jack laughed, himself feeling ready for the dullery that was distribution, his own edge without his pretty PA well taken off. “But guess I don’t want anyone else taking a bite of my cheese.” Rhys snorted. “See ya babe.”

Rhys laid in bed for a while after, replaying everything in his head all giddy as hell. Dream come true? Yes please and thank you for seconds if you don’t mind.

He got up later with interest as his doorbell rang, wondering if it was Jack and if the older man had remembered his manners.

A special delivery from one of Helios’ most expensive boutiques was instead waiting for him to sign, the Hyperion-yellow lace of expensive panties inside with a note that said ‘Mystery solved -J.’

Rhys told himself he was going to spite the older man by not wearing them to work tomorrow, but Jack’s pleased laugh of surprise when his face was in Rhys’ lacey-crotch the next day was worth it.

With Jack’s special deliveries and their new work ethic, Rhys found that fracturing his hand wasn’t so bad in retrospect, and for every stormcloud, there was a Hyperion-yellow laced-lining to look forward to.

kofi | ao3

[sansfangirl4life-blog]

Tangled Emotions

Hooray! My first ever ErrorInk thing! XD This is a gift for my good friend @unu-nunu-art and their gf @ask-glitch-and-squid (sorry idk wat ur actual Tumblr is QwQ) I have never done ErrorInk before...but I mean why not try? I am thinking there will be 3 parts to this, but we shall see! Do enjoy!

Error belongs to @loverofpiggies

Ink belongs to @myebi

Dream and Nightmare Sans belong to @jokublog

Part 1: Tied

Error looked up into the starry sky, relaxing on a large asteroid. Outertale....I really should just destroy this damned mistake. He thought. But....it's peaceful here. Quiet. He sighed and looked at his yellow tipped fingers. Strings formed and made shapes around them, then they formed on the other hand and he began tom play with them. "Nice and-"

"ERROR!!!!" A loud voice echoed next to his skull and he let out loud, screeching noises as he flopped over. "Ahahahahaha!!!! You should see your face!" Error scrambled to sit up, scowling with fury as a skeleton with ink on his face continued to laugh, holding his sides and kicking his feet with laughter. "Oh my god! You always have the best faces!"

"INK!!! I'M TRYING TO ENJOY MY PEACE AND QUIET TIME!!!!" Error snapped, his eyes red and furious. Ink sat back up and rubbed a tear away from his eyes before clapping his hands together. "So what the hell do you want?"

"I was just curious to see what you were doing, that's all." Ink smiled. Error rolled his eyes and turned back around, fiddling with his strings. "So~? What are ya doing~?"

"None of your fucking business." Error grumbled. He continued to fiddle with the strings, grumbling as his hands shook. "Damnit!" He screeched.

"Heh, here." Varey carefully, Ink placed his hands gently on Error's wrists, helping to steady his hands. "There you go. Now give it a shot." Error flinched at Ink's closeness, but he shook his head and focused on the strings between his fingers. "You're doing something like Cat's Cradle, right?"

".....Yeah..." Error mumbled as he tried to focus on the strings.

"Heh, you're creating something~...."

"Shut up!" He growled, his body glitching slightly despite his cheeks turning a gentle, light blue in embarrassment. "Y-You don't-"

"And there you go." Error blinked and looked between his fingers. The strings had formed a small kitten shape and he blinked. "See? You don't need to focus so hard. Just...I guess feel?"

"Heh, that's rich coming from a skeleton that can't feel." He felt Ink's fingers twitch

"Yeah....you're right." He chuckled, the sound almost sad. "Oh yeah! That's right!" His loud voice made Error cover his head and groan. "I'm working on something special!" Error glared at Ink and he raised his hands in mock surrender. "Trust me, it isn't another portal or anything!"

"Pfft, what could you possibly be making that has nothing to do with these trashy worlds you insist on helping create?" Ink winked at him and Error rolled his yellow eyes. "Whatever. I'm sure it's nothing amazing or anything."

"Oh, you could be surprised~!" He poked at Error's cheek and the skeleton narrowed his eyes and slapped the hand away. "It's taken a lot of time....but it's almost done." He gave off a gentle smile and Error covered his mouth up with his coat.

Ngh, not this weird fluttery feeling again! Why the hell does this always happen with him around?! Error thought. Ugh......maybe my Soul is just acting up...glitching out. "It must be soooo great if you're coming here to brag about it."

"Well, it's....kinda important." Error turned to see Ink twiddle his thumbs, his eyes forming a star and small heart. "I really want this to work....so I can share it with someone." Error raised a brow at his soft tone, watching Ink adjust his scarf. "I just...don't think I can really express-"

"Are ya getting all mushy on me or some shit?" Error laughed. "Wow Ink. To me of all people?! You're either desperate or stupid!" Ink chuckled a little and the sad sound it made caused Error's Soul to flinch. Damn, what gives?!

"Yeah...maybe." Ink painted the ground and winked. "Well, see ya later! Enjoy your peace and quiet!" He hopped in and promptly vanished, leaving Error alone.

"...Hmph...." He grumbled and folded his arms. "Now I can't relax here....idiot ink smudge...."

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Ink hummed to himself as he doodled on a piece of paper. "Hmm....nah, there's too much of this one and not enough of this....ugh!" He crumpled the paper and tossed it aside. He flopped onto his back and covered his eyes with his arm. "Why is this so hard~?"

"Still no luck huh?" A soft, warm voice came from next to him and he turned to see a familiar face, golden eyes filled with amusement. "I've never seen you work so tirelessly on something before."

"Heya Dream..." Ink sighed and rolled onto his side. "I know the basics...but I've never had to make something to this...complexity before. And for....well for someone who may not even return these feelings I have? It kinda....sucks."

"Well, how did it start, hmm? I mean seriously. He destroys everything you protect!"

"Yeah I know. Talk about edgy to a fault, right?"

"Ink, seriously. When did this sudden wish to confess to him even start?" Ink sighed and sat up, looking around at the vast paper's hanging from strings. "I have to admit...curious here."

"Well...I don't really know." He whispered. "One day we just started hanging out in Outertale. We made it a sorta 'neutral zone' I guess. Over time though I began noticing something...weird." He looked down at his sash, covered in colorful bottles. "Something I had never, ever felt before even with my bottles. It was...."

"Squirmy? Fluttery?"

"...Warm. Soft and.....gentle almost." Dream smiled at the soft look on his friend's face. "I just...I wanted more of it." He sighed and let out a weak chuckle. "I just...don't know what it is."

"Heh, no wonder this place is brimming with positivity lately." Dream laughed. 

"I'm happy for ya Ink, honest." He patted his back and Ink smiled. "Just don't jump the gun ok? You know how unstable Error can be."

"Ha! Unstable is putting it mildly." Ink laughed gently. "Yeah, he's a bit rough around the edges, and him wanting to destroy everything I want to protect  is a bit of a pain." He shrugs. "But...even so...I can't bring myself to hate him or anything. We're sorta two sides of the same coin, you know?"

"So....you're in love with him." Hearing the word caused Ink to blush slightly, his cheeks turning orange and blue at the same time. "This is crazy Ink! You know he'd never...." The sudden crestfallen look on Ink's face made Dream stop. "Sorry, I just...don't want to see you getting hurt over this ok?"

"I know...and thanks for that Dream." Ink gave him a reassuring smile. He pulled a paper down and held his hand out. A smaller version of his brush appeared and he began to paint on it. "I'm almost done...I know it! I just need to find out what it is I'm missing..."

"You can make these for others, but not for yourself?" Dream asked.

"It...isn't that simple. At least, I don't think it is." He placed the tip of the brush to his mouth in thought. "I just don't really know. I want this to work Dream. For once...I want to express myself in a new way." Dream leaned over his shoulder and looked at the page.

"Well...maybe try putting that new feeling into the drawing?" Ink's eyes brightened up and he whirled around to hug Dream. "H-Huh?!"

"Dream you're a genius! Thank you so much! Stars yes!" He laughed and held the page close. "I can do this! This is totally gonna work!"

"Uhh......ok? I just made a stupid suggestion."

"No you didn't Dream....no you really didn't." He winked. "Alrighty! I gotta focus! So.....shoo!" Dream chuckled as Ink waved him off, turning back to the paper and concentrating. "Hmm...let me see....this and...."

Heh...good luck Ink. Dream winked before leaving the Doodle Sphere. You'll need it.

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A lone figure appeared in the shadows of a large, rock outcropping, gazing down at the two figures below him. Chatting away per the norm.....this is what, the fourth day now? He thought. Granted, Ink's been leaving him behind a lot earlier lately... He watched the two keep chatting, Ink's warm laugh and Error's angry screeching filling his head. "Ugh...this is just gross...." A teal eye narrowed in the darkness, watching Ink and Error chatting from afar. "These feelings just....ugh." He waited for Ink to leave before moving in closer. "Hello there E-" He was cut off as strings suddenly shot out and bound his arms behind his back. "Wow, not a very welcome greeting, hmm?"

"You....." His red and yellow eyes narrowed as he tightened his grip on his strings. "What do you want, hmm?"

"Do I need a reason to visit my friend?"

"We are not friends!" Error made a soft, almost hissing noise as his body flickered more and more. "I do not have friends!"

"Heh, well it sure looked like you did....so you and Ink, hmm?" Nightmare grinned as Error's fingers twitched. "Funny. I thought you hated Ink."

"I do!" Error growled, his grip faltering slightly. "We just...we agreed this was a neutral place! That's all!"

"Wow. The Destroyer of the Multiverse, agreeing to a truce in a place made by the one skeleton he cannot stand? Tell me I'm delusional."

"Yer delusional." Error grumbled. "I do not like Ink! I hate that messy splotch!"

"The more you say it, the less convincing you sound." Nightmare grinned. A long, dripping tentacle shot out and coiled around the strings holding him, snapping them easily. "However, I did not come hear to listen to your denials. I came here to offer you assistance."

"...Assistance?" Error stood up straighter and adjusted his blue scarf. "What do you mean?"

"You wish to enter the Doodle Sphere, right?" Error raised a brow as Nightmare's smile widened. "What if I can get you there, mmm~? How does that sound?"

"Tsk, if I can't get there, than you can't either." Error scowled, crossing his arms and tapping his foot impatiently. "So you're giving me nothing here."

"Heh, but my brother and I...operate differently. And you know that. If there is even a little bit of negative energy there, I can find it."

"Ink feels jack shit most of the time." Error countered. "And when he does feel, it's always positive shit." He sighed and looked down at the ground. "So....what do you need me to do?"

"Oh it should be rather simple for you." Nightmare grinned and yanked Error close. The glitching skeleton winced and leaned back. A tentacle snaked its way around him, making him squirm.

Ick...let go....get off me....yer not like him! You cant touch me like this!!!!

"Just hurt him. Make him feel pain...grief...despair." Nightmare laughed as Error grew more and more uncomfortable with his presence. "Besides....whatever it is he's making can't be a good thing. So...why not break it?"

"Get...off of me!!!!!" Error snapped and shoved Nightmare off. The dripping skeleton cackled as Error shuddered violently and began brushing himself off. Error grabbed his upper arms and rubbed them slightly, his eyes shaking and flickering between their normal red and blue. "Don't fucking touch me you....you-"

"Heh, got you all riled up, did I? Good. Your fear is a really nice feeling." He grinned and licked his lips. "So...do we have a deal, Error?" Error growled a bit and threw his hands up in the air.

"Fine. I'll 'hurt' Ink..." He quoted with his fingers. "-and you hunt down the Doodle Sphere." Nightmare grinned as Error huffed. "So we done?"

"You know~...deals are usually sealed with a hand shake." Error slid his hands under his arms and Nightmare laughed. "Or we could do a kiss~..."

"What the ever loving hell is wrong with you?!" Error snapped.

"Just kidding. I'll see you later, once you uphold your end of the bargain." Nightmare turned and began walking away before turning his head to glance back. "Just be careful Error...who knows what lies Ink has up his sleeves, eh?" Error watched him shift into a black puddle before shooting off into the darkness of space.

"Hurt Ink." He chuckled and looked at his hands. His body began to flicker as his laughter began to fill the silence. "Finally! I can finally be rid of all these mistakes! All of these garbage worlds!!!" He continued to laugh, gripping his head slightly. "And finally be rid of that irritating Ink!" He felt a sudden twinge in his chest and he looked down at his chest. "Ngh...the hell?" He scowled at his chest and huffed. "Shut the fuck up you damned Soul. This...this is what I want! I want him gone. I want him quiet!" He sighed and looked around. "...Right?"

[lordzuuko]

cathrel my dude. you can’t just leave me hanging like that....how did youtuber sheith meet for the first time irl. and, even more importantly, how exactly did they get together? i want details and smooches xD

[Youtube AU] Part 1 | Part 2

How shirothepaladin met keithdrawsshit for the first time 

Month 01. After binge-watching all Shiro’s live reactions on his speed paintings, Keith couldn’t help but shake his head in amusement.

keithdrawsshit: You’re utterly ridiculous. You know that, right?shirothepaladin: whaddya mean?keithdrawsshit: You didn’t have to watch my videos just because I drew you. However, I was entertained. Thank you for wasting 2 hours of my life.shirothepaladin: ur welcome :Dkeithdrawsshit: *you’reshirothepaladin: whatever mr grammar 

Month 02. Shiro woke up to a notification that Keith liked a video of his.

shirothepaladin: am i dreaming?keithdrawsshit: Depends.shirothepaladin: u liked!! my spider-man!! homecoming!! discussion!! video!!!keithdrawsshit: I love Spider-Man. Also! Stop! Talking! Like! This!shirothepaladin: i do what i want. also keith, are you still up for a kitty playdate?keithdrawsshit: Oh. You were serious about that? lmaoshirothepaladin: I’m always serious. keithdrawsshit: Oh no. You typed a proper sentence. GASP. shirothepaladin: u know what? nvrmind. you’re such a shit.keithdrawsshit: It’s in my name. I’m glad you finally noticed. :)

Month 03. They’d been chatting so often that it became one of the things Shiro looked forward every time he went home. 

shirothepaladin: guys emergency meetinglanceylance: what what what whatshirothepaladin: i think i have a little bit of a crush on keithdrawsshitpidgeoto: omfg i did NOT expect that at ALL. loljk. it was inevitable shiro boy. all you’ve done is watch his videos like 5 times—EACH.shirothepaladin: he’s really good at what he does, pidge.Allurababy: We know, Shiro. But it’s like you’re… what’s the word?Hunkules: Obsessed I believe is the word you’re looking for, babe. Allurababy: Thank you, darling. shirothepaladin: I AM NOT.lanceylance: DUDE JUST ASK HIM OUT JESUS CHRISTshirothepaladin: I don’t even know if he’s into guys?pidgeoto: You’ll never know until you ask him! Right now, all we know is that his cat is the love of his life. Which basically implies, he’s as lonely as you are.shirothepaladin: we don’t know that. he could be engaged. probably.lanceylance: JUST ASK HIM TO HANG OUT AS BROS.shirothepaladin: I don’t want him as a bro. :(

After staring at Keith’s chatbox, Shiro took a deep breath and began typing.

shirothepaladin: are you open to hanging out?keithdrawsshit: Right now? I don’t mind. Balmera station at 3? I’m thinking of doing some shopping anyway.

shirothepaladin: shit shit shit shit he said balmera station at 3 because he’s thinking of doing some shopping. WHAT DO I DO?lanceylance: hmmmm. this is probably some code or something. it’s definitely a code for a date.Hunkules: Yeah, 100%. Allurababy: You better dress up nicely, love. First Dates are nerve-wracking!lanceylance: don’t wear your stupid hoodies! wear a coat!!Allurababy: It frames your beautiful jaw perfectly, babe. pidgeoto: Has anyone ever thought maybe—JUST MAYBE—Keith really is JUST shopping? Hunkules: LOL Don’t be ridiculous, Pidge! pidgeoto: I hate this chat. 

It turned out, Pidge was right. 

Shiro was waiting by the station, looking around for someone that looked somewhat like Keith. They never met in person, so this was the first time for the both of them. He was getting nervous by the second, he didn’t know what to say to him, or worse, he didn’t know where to take him! His inner battle with himself was disrupted when someone waved their hand in front of him.

Keith: You look rather dressed up? You going on a date later with someone or something? *smiles kindly*

Shiro’s mind short circuited. Keith was just… so different in person. He looked soft despite his sharp facial features and Shiro couldn’t stop staring at him. 

Keith: *worried* Dude, you alright? You’re spacing out, man.Shiro: *blinks repeatedly* Uh, yeah. Sorry. Keith: *steps back* *squints* You are Takashi, right? Shirothepaladin?Shiro: *melts* Yeah, I’m Takashi. Keith: *nods* Cool. Well, c’mon now. There’s the art store I was heading to. *points* *starts walking*Shiro: Well, aren’t you cute? You really are going shopping.Keith: *looks back* *confused* Isn’t that what I said? 

Month 04. They finally had that kitty playdate at a park. They were both sat on the grass with their kittens, while Keith drew.

Shiro: Four months, Keith. FOUR MONTHS!Keith: You’re being dramatic, Shiro. *rolls eyes fondly* I gotta make sure the owner of Skittles isn’t a shady person. I don’t want someone to hurt Mewtwo. A kitty owner to another, surely you know how I feel. *Skittles settles on Keith’s leg* Hey, baby girl. *rubs her head*Shiro: Skittles likes you. *smiles*Keith: I’m a cat whisperer. Freelance. Shiro: *rolls eyes* Sure. *Skittles goes back to Shiro to sit beside Mewtwo* So, what’s Mewtwo’s story? Anything interesting?Keith: *stops doodling* I found her in a box along with her siblings in a dumpster. It was flooding really bad and I heard some meowing. I tried to save all of them but only Mewtwo survived. *Mewtwo cuddles Keith* Ever since then, we’ve been inseparable. *clears throat* I call it love at first sight. *picks her up and plants a kiss* She’s everything to me. Shiro: *smiles softly at Keith* For a long time I thought Skittles was a male. Not until I bathe her. That was when I found out.Keith: *turns to Shiro* What?!Shiro: I was looking for her peepee, Keith! *picks up Skittles and shows her belly* I thought I scraped it out! I was in panic mode because how the hell did I remove her genitals?!Keith: Dude, what the hell? 

Suddenly, Keith was just laughing so hard and Shiro couldn’t help but grin so wide. The guy was literally on the floor (grass for this matter) and it seemed like he couldn’t breathe anymore. 

Well, shit. Shiro was in love.

Month 05. Shiro was sure. Very, very sure of his feelings. He might as well face it and tell Keith already, hoping he’d feel the same way. So, he asked him if they could meet up and have a playdate again. 

He told him. Shiro told Keith he liked him.

Keith: Shiro, what’s your sexual orientation? *asks calmly while playing with Mewtwo’s paws*Shiro: Uh… I’m bisexual. Keith: *nods* Okay. Answer me truthfully. How important is sex to you?Shiro: *taken aback* *blinks repeatedly* Uh, well, as much as the next guy, I guess? *shuts eyes* I mean, yeah. It’s important. *peeks one eye at Keith*Keith: *smiles sadly* Thought so. I’m a sex-repulsed asexual and I don’t think that’s gonna work out after all. *gets up and gathers Mewtwo*Shiro: *surprised* *looks up* Wait, Keith! Where are you going?Keith: *looks back* I’m leaving? *raises an eyebrow* You don’t want to be in a relationship with a sex-repulsed ace, right?Shiro: *gasps* What? You mean you like me? Too?Keith: Yeah. *shrugs* Of course. *confused* Why wouldn’t I like you?Shiro: Oh my god. *grins* *jumps up* *tackles Keith into a hug* You like me!Keith: *stumbles backward* *Mewtwo jumps down* Dude! Chill!Shiro: *leans away* *smiles at Keith* You like me. I like you. Isn’t that great?Keith: I guess… so? Shiro: So, can I ask you to be my boy—Keith: Didn’t you hear what I just told you a while ago? *raises eyebrow*Shiro: I did, yeah. You’re a sex-repulsed ace. *smiles* *smile falters* Oh… is… is my bisexuality a problem? I mean, I don’t mind. I’m not after you because I want you in my bed, Keith. I think you’re amazing and just overall wonderful. You just make me happy, you know? You’re so talented and I bet Dreamworks would be thrilled to have you in their team. And—Keith: Okay, shut up. *covers Shiro’s mouth with his hands* Just.. shut up.Shiro: *eyes widens* Are you blushing? Is Keith Kogane blushing? *smirks*Keith: Shut up. Shiro: Okay. But I can’t help it that I made keithdrawsshit blush.Keith: *rolls eyes* Can you… give me time to think about this?Shiro: Of course. *smiles softly* Take all the time you need. Keith: Thanks. Well, I’m heading home now. So. *points to the station*Shiro: Do you want me to accompany you—Keith: No! No, it’s fine. I just need to… *takes a deep breath* think.Shiro: *stops* Okay. Well, goodnight, Keith. *smiles*Keith: Goodnight, Shiro. *waves*

Month 08. Shiro noticed that Keith hadn’t posted any videos in a month and he was beginning to worry. Sure, they still chatted once in a while, but not like back then. It lessened so much that Shiro felt like he ruined their friendship.

keithdrawsshit: Meet me at that art shop in 10?shirothepaladin: ok

Shiro grabbed his coat and went out. The walk to the art shop only took him 5 minutes since it was very near his place. He was freezing as it already started to snow. The nearer he got to the shop, the more ridiculous he felt that he thought Keith would wait outside. So he went into the store and began looking for the younger boy. He found him bending down, looking at some paint brushes.

Shiro: Keith. Keith: *looks up* Oh hey. You’re just in time. Which do you think would be great? The black one or the red one? *shows Shiro the brushes*Shiro: I think red looks perfect for you.Keith: Thought so too. *smiles* *stands up and walks around*Shiro: So, um, was there anything you wanted from me or something?Keith: Oh right! I wanted to give you something. *opens his bag and gives Shiro a wrapped board* Open it.

Shiro unwrapped the thing and it revealed the digital art Keith drew of him on that video.

Keith: Sorry, it took a while for me to give you a copy. I wasn’t sure if you really wanted it. But I just thought, hey, why not? Also, no frame. You’d—Shiro: —have to do that yourself, man. That’s some expensive shit. Keith: *laughs* You remember my message?Shiro: *smiles* Keith, thank you—Keith: You’re welcome. Also, *takes a deep breath* I know it’s been three months and I’ve been thinking about it, but I think I might give us a try. That is, if you still like me. But if not, it’s totally cool, too. Just thought I’d—Shiro: *wraps Keith into a hug* Yes. Yes, I’d still love to give us a try. Keith: *returns the hug* *whispers* Sorry, I took so long.Shiro: *shakes head* No, no. I did say take all the time you need. I’m just glad you’re giving me a chance.

Month 10. Their first kiss. Shiro stayed the whole afternoon at the Kogane’s. They were bathing Skittles and Mewtwo at the backyard and everything was a mess. 

Keith’s Mom: Boys, snacks are ready in case you’re hungry!Keith: Be right there, Mom! Shiro: I sure hope it’s your Mom’s chocolate bread pudding. Keith: She always makes that when you visit. *chuckles* You never eat anything else. *shakes head* *takes Mewtwo* Now, now, Your Highness. Calm down. Be like Skittles, she’s just sitting there, all calm and collected. 

Keith was trying to dry the kittens when suddenly, Mewtwo jumped at him causing him to fall on his back down on the grass.

Keith: You little devil. *laughs*

Suddenly, Skittles followed and two kittens were on top of Keith.

Keith: Oh, no. I’m defeated by two beautiful kittie warriors. The dragon is now dead. *dramatically makes dying sounds* Shiro: *smiles* Not for long! *joins in and leans down to give Keith a quick peck on the lips*Keith: *opens eyes*Shiro: Was that okay? Keith: Definitely okay. *smiles* *pulls Shiro down for another kiss*

Month 11. Shiro posted another video.

Shiro: So, this video is a bit different but! I’m just so excited to show you what Keith drew this time! *takes out a canvas* *shows a painting of Skittles and Mewtwo as dragon warriors* *sniffles* I think this is just Keith’s best work, don’t you think? *laughs* Also, I’m happy to announce that I finally framed this beauty. *leans away from the cam to show Keith’s first drawing of him on his wall* *gets up and places the kitty painting beside the drawing* My room is becoming a gallery of keithdrawsshit. It’s ridiculous. *shakes head*Keith: *from another room* I HEARD THAT!  Shiro: Fucking ace artist. *ok sign* Subscribe to him! I’ll post a link below!

[franeridart]

Opinion on serobaku and serokiri?

SeroBaku kills me in the sweetest way and SeroKiri brings me back to life when I feel dead inside and SeroBakuKiri is like heaven on earth tbh I love those ships they make me feel warm !!!

Anon said:Yes but i loved minas hair like that??? So either ur hair is also p good or ur art is just that great n I’m %99 sure that it’s both, also r u ever planning to post a picture of urself?? ? I’m sorry if this question makes u uncomfortable, have a nice day!!!!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh thank you!!!!! And pictures aren’t really my thing so that’s probably not gonna happen, but I assure you you’re not missing anything by not seeing me, anon hahaha

Anon said:Fraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan! ilu

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ヽ(o♡o)/ ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

Anon said:Imagine Bakugo drawing pictures of his squad without them noticing. Like Kiri looking out a window or mina and Denki trying their best to study or sero scrolling on his phone. I wonder how they would react to finding his sketch book

I’m sobbing this is so nice ;A; Sero and Kaminari’s reaction would probably be along the lines of “how is this guy good at everything” haha I like the headcanon of Mina drawing too so her reaction would be a bit different, probably, but still very very awed 

meanwhile Kiri is on the ground dying

(Kiri is me)

Anon said:Lately I’ve just like…. Noticed but all your art is such high quality and honestly it looks so so good. You have such a lovely style and it’s so original and distinctive and I’m love it and you so much. Plus!!! sometimes I’ll just look through your art tag and even though I think it all looks great I can tell you’ve improved a lot, and, idk, you inspire me to work on my own art constantly and thank you!! I hope you have a lovely day!!

Oh my god this ask slayed me ???????? thank you so much ;A; jesus this was so damn nice I dunno how to react at all !!!!!!!!!!!! I hope your own art is coming along great, anon!!!! I’m glad my doodles can make you want to have fun with it too!!!!!

Anon said: i absolutely adore your art style ! it’s so unique and fascinating and pretty i die

Welp thanks to this ask I die too so it’s two of us anon o m f g (thank uuuuu)

Anon said:Ahhhh the dorm life comics honestly made me smile so much I love them the way you portray all the characters is always so nice and asfhdjd your art is my favorite AND listening to you ramble in the tags honestly makes my day better I love it 10/10 bless

This is it, they day Fran honest to god dies, cause of death: yall being way too sweet for me to take holy s m o k e s ( ;A;)

Anon said:Do you think the UA teachers hang out like the kids do in the dorms?

YESSSSSSSS Aizawa and Mic are high school friends so I’m pretty sure it’s canon they waste time together, Blood King and Dog Hound are canon pals too so they also most probs chill together too! Blood King is also the same age as Aizawa and Mic so they probs used to go to school together too!!! And with Dog Hound being 32, Midnight being 31 and Cementoss and Thirteen being 28 they’re more or less all the same age, so I like to think they spend free time together~ some scenes with the teachers make me think they’re good pals with the older ones too, it’s a really fun group of people to be honest!

Anon said:I wonder what Kiri would do if Bakugou had the flu…Or what they would do if they stepped on Legos XD It’s a funny thought. I love your art so much, you’re my favorite Bakushima artist!!

Anon said: Omg your art gives me life. I was just wondering what happens when the bakusquad get a sick? Thank you

Thank you to both of you!!!! And I could give you both my take on this, but would I be able to make it better than BnHA SMASH did? Probably not, that thing’s so hilarious t b h hahaha

Anon said:OMG IS JIROU PLAYING UKULELE?! I PLAY UKULELE!!! OMG

Yes she is!!!!! I like to think Jirou’s got at least basic knowledge for how to play any instrument ever, so when she’s laying around in the common room once she got used to her friends listening to her play she’d bring with herself the smaller and easier ones to carry! An ukulele has a super nice sound and is small enough to bring around the dorms haha

Anon said:fran!! hi!! Ur comics actually make my life 50% better everytime i see them so thanks for cheering me up everytime you post!! They’re amazing and so is everything u do!! (Love ur art style btw)…. So besides all the compliments, i have a question!! What’s your opinion on AU’s where bakugou is deaf? Would u ever draw something related to it?

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!! thank you so much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And I think I already answered this question? At some point? But I can’t find it, so in general my take is that I highly doubt Bakugou’s body isn’t built to withstand and not take damage from his own quirk (since his hands are made to hold up with it, I feel like the rest of his body is tailored around his quirk too), but I’m always up for disabled characters and the idea of Bakugou signing is beautiful to me, so I don’t mind the AU one bit! Dunno if I’ll ever draw for it tho, drawing jsl when I don’t know it is hard. I know that from experience.

That said, I do find the fics in which Bakugou becomes deaf because of his quirk a bit hard to believe most of the times? Because in all of them his ears are the only things taking damage for the continuous use of his quirk and I just sit here like, his eyes should be taking damage too. Normal eyes aren’t made to withstand explosions and stun grenades every day all day, so if his ears aren’t biologically made to hold against his quirk his eyes shouldn’t be either. 

Like, I read those fics and I find them real hard to believe because the authors aren’t pushing it hard enough, for me it’s either no damage at all or hoh AND visually impaired Bakugou, boy can’t be only half built to withstand his quirk that’d just be silly haha but that’s probably just me, the AU is Good 👍

Anon said:The Mirio eyes on that last pannel. Everyone needs Mirio eyes. (also don’t even try to convince anyone Kiri doesn’t steal Baku’s sweaters too)

He started doing so once he found himself with no hoodies left - he isn’t the type to just steal people’s clothes, I think, but if Bakugou started doing so first he’d probably find it acceptable to consider all their hoodies fair game hahaha

Anon said:Oh my god I absolutely adore your art so much. Every time you post something I get so excited! Your art is honestly so cute and it never ever fails to cheer me up. If I ever need inspiration or motivation to draw something especially cute, I come to your blog and look through your posts. Your fluffy art makes my heart clench and makes me grin like crazy. I just… I have so many feels about your art. It just makes me so very happy!

Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood thank you!!!!!!!!!! Holy smokes!!!!!!!!!!! I’m so so happy my stuff can make you inspired to draw ;A; aaahhhhhhhhh!!!!! this made me so happy holy he ck ;u;

Anon said:Hey… thanks for all the stuff you do. It’s really great and I just wanted you to know that. Thanks………….❤️

No anon thank you for this ask, oh my g o d ;U; *sob*

Anon said:I don’t know if you readed the fic “communicate with your body” of xx_kuuhaku_xx, but If you haven’t done so, read it please. I think you’d love it

It’s the merman!Kiri one, right? I read it!!! A bit too much smut in it for my tastes, but I did like it a lot!!! ヽ(o♡o)/

Anon said:AHHHHH!!!!!! IM CRYING!!!!! I LOVE YOUR ART SO FUCKING MUCH ITS JUST SO FUCKING GOOD AND THEYRE ALL JUST SO FUCKING CUTE AND FUCK I LOVE ALL OF YOUR KIRISHIMAXBAKUGOU HEADCANONS AND EVERYTHING IS JUST SO GOOD!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU AND YOUR ART AND THIS BLOG SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!

I LOVE YOU A LOT TOO ANON OH MY G O D THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anon said:i just started watching servamp cause i remembered you talked about it before and i like it a lot?? kuro is #relatable and all the voice actors are so good wth 

Anon said:OKAY HI FRAN IM THE SAME SERVAMP ANON AND WTF IM CRYIBG SAKUYA AND HYDE MY SONS im so emotional over the last episode it didnt explain anything im gonna have to start the manga now and the movie and specials dont have subtitles yet help me im dying

ANON IF YOU’RE PICKING UP THE MANGA YOU NEED TO GO BACK TO THE START - the anime messed it all up, there’s a lot of missing things since the beginning!!! The anime is beautiful but the manga is 100% better, I hope you’ll enjoy it!!!!! *O* (…once you get caught up with it you’re free to come yell at me, the current arc is killing my soul)

Anon said:Fran!!! Your last comic!!! About Bakugou with a crush!!!! ITS SERIOUSLY SUPER GREAT no really, I usually see Kirishima as the one portrayed with a giant, blush-when-he-texts-me crush, but Bakugou!!! He’s a teenager too are you telling me the whole heart fluttering thing wouldn’t happen to him?? Ofc it would!!!! (He’d be kinda pissed at first, like “what is this weird feeling”, but I don’t think Bakugou would be exactly averse to it, after he realized his feelings??) Anyway TY FOR CRUSHING BLASTY

YOU ARE!!!! WELCOME!!!!!!! I love smitten Kirishima, but the lack of giddily in love Bakugou in this fandom hurts me a bit - love is a happy feeling!!! Mostly so if you can tell it’s probably required!!! And Kirishima’s super obvious about his feelings so Bakugou being able to tell is highly probable!!!!! And Bakugou can be his grumpy self all he wants, but if he’s in love he’s gonna be happy about it when Kirishima’s sweet to him!!!! That’s how I see it, at least hahaha

Honestly tho that’s my favorite sort of love, the one that makes you unable to hold back a smile and makes your stomach flutter and your heart clench in the good way, I want both Bakugou and Kirishima to feel like that about their relationship~

Anon said:On the comic captioned he’s got a crush I literally squealed it was so cute!!

;O; I’m glad you liked it omfg!!!

Anon said:I wanted you to know that your Kiribaku comics give me life and they always brighten my days! I also have a question if you don’t mind… will we see more of the domestic with kids au? Your Kiribaku dads are so adorable it’s kind of ridiculous. Thank you for all the art you share with us!!!

Thank you for liking it, anon!!!! And maybe! If I feel inspired and find ideas for it, why not! I don’t personally deal with kids often so ideas for that AU don’t come easy haha but maybe!

Anon said:You get so many notes on your artwork… do you like actually read any people’s tags on them? Because I know I have had some e m b a r r a s s i n g tags of me yelling with excitement 😂 I hope you don’t ever read those and just face palm at my stupidity. Haha anyway that’s my way of saying I love your stuff and just yell about it a lot.

………………..I do read all tags tho :O so I definitely read yours too, but whatever they were if it was yelling with excitement they made my day, 100% for sure, you’re the type of person I post my art for, anon!!!

Anon said:tfw even tho he looks kinda ridiculous, bakugou still manages to look good with that hair and outfit

Well, I still find it uncomfortable to look at l m a o but yeah he’d look good in nearly anything, he’s just that pretty ( ⌯◞◟⌯)♡

Anon said:Asdffhjllvdrhbhsd jakugou jatsuki I died oml thank you I’m still laughing and Jakugou looks Fabulous™ in your style and I’m so lame ASDFHJKLL HE LOOKS GOOD AND I’M CRYING LAUGHING BLESS

Anon said:i’M crYING JAKGOU JaTSUKI what beautyyyyyy omfg

GLAD I COULD MAKE YOU TWO LAUGH OMFG HAHAHA

Anon said:your art really catches how good Bakugou looks in those jeans (I bet Kiri really appreciates it too)

*sob* thank you !!!!! (and Kiri appreciates Bakugou however he looks 👀👀👀 he’s smitten)

Anon said:Just a stupid anon here to say I love your art and I hope you have a very lovely week! ^^ (no need to reply~)

Of course I need to reply :O you’re being so sweet, anon, thank you!!!!!!!! I hope you’ll have a perfect week too!!!!!!

Anon said:Hello!As a young poly person who found your blog before I had found love and realized I’m poly, I wanted to thank you. Your bokuroteru helped my feel okay with myself as I realized, and although I’m sad to see it end, I’m glad it’s a happy one! I have the “You polyamorous disaster” panel as my computer background!! Thank you! (also your style makes me happy, all bubbly in the heart and all) Yuuji is one of my fav characters and I love this ship as well!! Just.. THANK YOU SO MUCH

ANON you’re the reason why I draw polyamory oh m y g o d I’m!!!!! so happy the comic could help you along!!!! I wish you the best of luck in your romantic life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *O*

Anon said:FRAN. BAKUGOU and CATS. Omg all of the kitties just love him and he’s like GTFO leave me alone you furry fuckers but they love him and he’s gentle with them and he’s scared to touch them sometimes bc of his explosive sweat makes fire hazards and omg they just attack him and he thinks he’s gonna die bc he loves them too!! Fran, sweetie can you picture this?? Can you picture Kirishima’s reaction?? Like full on red blushy explosion bc omg he’s in love with a dandelion precious ball of rage Fran omg

Oh my god yeah of course I can Bakugou being an animal person is my fave headcanon ever!!!! This is so sweet too!!!!!! Oh my g o ds, thank you so much for this ask aaahhhhhhhh ;A;A;A;A;

Anon said:FRAN. My litERAL WEAKNESS LIKE KRYPTONITE LEVEL WEAKNESS IS BAKU LAUGHING. AND THE SNORTTTT. FFFFFF holy shit did not realize caps lock was on haha. BUT I LOVE LOVE LOVE IT. so much!

THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Bakugou laughing is something real special isn’t it, I so hope we’ll see that happen in canon soon!!! (⸝⸝⍢⸝⸝) ෆ

Anon said:Your OCs are so cute!! ❤️❤️❤️

*SCREAMS* THANK!!!!! YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anon said:do you ship bak*deku too?

Not romantically nor sexually, no! I only wish them as really really really good friends~

Anon said:Ahh I’m crying because I was the Bakugou laughing anon and I was thinking about his laugh all freaking day too

It’s been four days and I’m still thinking about it so honestly, seriously thank you again, anon!!!

Anon said:Hey, did you see Tanaka in the few latest chapters of HQ? Such a precious lad, look at him go 😍 I swear no one deserves him (expect maybe you)

“except maybe you” are you out to KILL ME ANON OH MY G O D ;A; thank you - but YES he’s being amazing isn’t he!!! He makes me so happy, such a good boy, such a good character, I’m glad he’s a thing that exists in my life ╰(✿´⌣`✿)╯♡

Anon said:hi fran just wanted to tell ya that I used to love your art before BUT THEN i started drawing myself and now I realize the pain and struggling of shading and anatomy and expressions and let me say i appreciate you 100% EVEN MORE now, and if I used to love your art now I freaking ADORE it!! (also fun fact I actually started drawing bc of you, im uh,,, super executive dysfunctional so I could never get around to doing it before but YOUR ART SERIOUSLY INSPIRED ME THANK U DRAWING IS TOUGH BUT FUN)

Thank you???? So much???? Oh my g o d I’m so happy I could somehow help you find the focus to try drawing out! It is a pain, but the more you do it the easier some basic things get and the more fun you’ll have with it, it’s such a tough but rewarding hobby to have! I hope you’ll enjoy it as much as possible, anon!!!!

Anon said:FRAN IS IT WEIRD THAT WHENEVER I THINK ABOUT U I THINK OF U AS A MIXTURE OF BAKU AND KUROO AND KAMI

OMFG WHAT DOES THAT LOOK LIKE EVEN T H O HAHAHA

[kuroast]

Replies~

Due to how long I was away, I didn’t want to spam you with all the replies so I’ll be grouping them here!! They honestly warmed my heart and made me smile like an idiot while I was going through a stressful time, thank you! Btw, the bold ones are more general ones and I would recommend reading through them because it concerns the requests I’m taking.

1) What is your OTP?

In Haikyuu… Oikawa and Iwaizumi! But in general, Nanami and Tomoe from Kamisama kiss~

2) Hello! This isn’t a request but I wanted to tell you. The “love headcannons” about Oikawa that you wrote reallyyy stuck with me. I wanted you to know that even with a post as silly and awesome as it is within the fandom world of Haikyuu that we all know and love, it was really crazy to read word for word a sentence describing someone else that I related to on such a deep level. So I guess I wanted to just let you know it was awesome? And thank you? Idk I’m rambling but it’s a good thing! ❤️❤️

Thank you! It definitely isn’t rambling, I like following your trail of thought and I’m so glad that you think of it like that!

3) I saw your last post and I hope your problems will end soon, so that you feel better again! Cause dang - you write really good and seem to be such a friendly person!

I’ll probably start getting on your last nerves with all the thanking, but your kind words really meant and still do mean a lot to me! Thanks for the concern and finally, it has gotten better <3

4) I just wanted to say that your work is absolutely spectacular. You capture the characters’ personalities really well, and your writing is always fun and unique. Thank you so much for everything you have written!

I swear I was legit grinning like the biggest dork out there upon reading this XD I’m so relieved that you think that I capture them well because I tend to get insecure about whether or not I’m staying true to their personalities so I take this one close to the heart!

5) •Why you follow me: I checked out your blog because of your user name (Kuroo super fan here) and stayed to follow because your writing is good quality and you’re super sweet! I hope things are going well for you and that you do well on your finals! Your return is eagerly awaited! -Admin Jade

Ahh, that’s so sweet!! Hey, it’s always great to find another Kuroo fan out there haha <3 and thank you! I managed to survive but damn, I have to start more early next year. I would not want to go through this again … sadly, knowing my procrastinating sorry ass, I just might!

6) I’m too shy to publicize my face but I just wanted to say that YOU AND YOUR BLOG ARE AMAZING! THANK YOU SO MUCH!! ❤💙❤💙

BRUH IT’S OKAY AND HONESTLY, I SHOULD BE THE ONE THANKING YOU!!

7) It’s really nice of you, to answer all the request without getting any loan of it ;3 And tbh your page is awesome :D

Hehe, ty ty! But honestly, writing is something I enjoy and see as a fun past time, I don’t think I’d want to get any loan of it because it would feel more as a chore and I’d probably lose interest.

8) Thank you for existing. 💗 Send this to 10 people who you think deserve a sweet and kind message in their inbox 💕

I’m so flattered omfg!! <3 <3 <3

9) Have a good day! The sun is shining today :3

Thanks, you too!

10) Hey! Could I get a match up? Your blog is so awesome I had to ask :3I’m 5'3 tall, got dark brown, shoulder long hair. My mind is really collected, so I think first before sayin something. Also I’m really concerned about what others think of me, but I don’t show it. I’m kind of an introvert. I have a few close friends, who I laugh a lot with. I always try to make them happy/help them even without a reward. Also I’m afraid of making mistakes My hobbies are: video games, drawing and watching anime

Ahh, I’m sorry! Match ups are currently closed but please, once I re-open them feel free to send this in again!

11) glad ur back!! 💕

Same here, I missed writing so much ^3^ thank you sweetie!

12) Hello! I know matchups are closed right now, but when they’re open, can I send a realllyyy long, very detailed info of myself? And you also write occasional KnB, correct? thanks!

Certainly, the longer the better! It gives me a better insight into what you’re like as a person so I can match you up better~ And yeah, I do write for knb but no one has requested any knb material yet which is why you haven’t seen any content on it. Feel free to be the first one to request hehe!

13) Do you do Fukunaga? Well… I can try? But in all reality, he doesn’t say much so we don’t know anything about him and I still haven’t read the manga so if he had a character development I wouldn’t really know :/ If you’re interested you could send in your interpretation of him so I have a general idea of how to write for him? It’s up to you!

14) I’m not sure how far you are into the manga or anything, but if you can… Could I request how the Miya twins (separately of course) would act when they first start to like someone? And how would the act around their crush? Thanks! Love your blog too <3333 my favorite Haikyuu blog tbh!!

Awhh, thank you!! As mentioned above, I’m not really updated on the manga but if you feel comfortable with me relying on either your interpretation of them or on what their wiki page says I wouldn’t have a problem with that! Just re-send the entire request because I’m incredibly forgetful hehe XD ————————

And that would be it!

I know you must have gotten incredibly tired of reading all of the ‘thank you’s but I’m not used to people liking my content or let alone complimenting it, so I was a little bit overwhelmed as you can see. Love you all!