#yall the moment i saw that tweet this was in my mind

[megumishousewife]

Megumi x Chubby! Streamer Part 2

A/N: I'm so sorry I kept yall waiting for part two, college life was kicking my butt but (double butt) please enjoy bae🫶🏽

It wasn’t even a full 24 hours and you were trending on Twitter overnight. You saw that you had gained at least half a million subscribers on all of your platforms, not to mention how you were tagged in many videos about Megumi. Ignoring your growing fame, you opened your Twitter page and saw the poll that you had uploaded last night to see that over 95% of voters wanted you to meet your favorite streamer. You were shocked by how many people were so engrossed with your little crush that it caused you to laugh.

“Wow, it’s 10 AM and Twitter is losing their mind,” You mumbled to yourself.

You knew that you were not exactly ready to meet Megs in person because you already know with no established meeting of any kind is just bound to cause an awkward interaction. You thought about another solution while you handled the business portion of your day, responding to emails and accepting sponsors. While answering after answering an email from an Indie horror game creator, you stumbled upon a message in your inbox that you were not expecting. The sender read Megumi Fushiguro with the subject topic being “possible collab?”. You felt your heart drop to your stomach. The feeling of the world closing in on you was prevalent in this moment. Your YouTube crush….WANTS TO COLLAB?! You took the time to thank your fans in your head as you read the email, trying to contain your need to burst into tears of joy. The email reads:

Dear Y/N,

I’m pleased to see that our fans are interested in us growing a bond with each other. I, as well, was interested in you and your content so I wanted to ask if you were interested if you would like to do a video together. Let me know your answer and please follow up with ideas. Thank you for your time!

Sincerely,

Megumi Fushiguro

You tried your hardest to not squeal in excitement. You read the entire email all over again, just imagining it in his voice and you gushed about how cute he would probably sound trying to be serious. You took a moment to respond, gather your thoughts and try to be as professional as possible.

Dear Mr. Fushiguro,

Sorry for being so formal, but I would love to do a collab with you! I’m sorry for the social media uproar, I bet you're not used to THIS kind of attention. I would like to play “It Takes Two” since it’s more of a duo game anyways. If you could tell me a day that is good with you, I can clear my schedule. Thanks!

Sincerely,

Y/N

You flopped on your bed and kicked your feet giddily for a split second. You looked at your clock and decided to do an early morning stream to thank your audience and tell them your surprise (you couldn’t wait because you would have tweeted that you're doing a video with your crush). Getting back into influencer mode, you started setting up your lighting for your stream as the intermission screen was on for your viewers so they couldn’t see you and your nervous jitters. Sitting down, you took a quick breather before clicking your fans over to see your facecam.

“Hi guys! There’s about 5,000 of you guys here. I know I just saw you guys yesterday but I missed you all! Welcome back, welcome back. As you can tell by the title of this stream, I have a special announcement for all of you! Let’s allow a few more people to come in and I will make my announcement.

While you and your fans waited, you said hello to a few people, some asked you how your morning has been so far. Others asked about your Youtube content and you replied holding a finger over your lips, smiling. After ten minutes of friendly chatting, you decided to drop the bomb.

You began, “Before I tell you my announcement, I just wanted to thank you guys for even making this possible. For all your hashtags and tweets to bring attention to little ole me, I thank you all. Sooo, yo get to the point for you guys… I am currently working on collabing with Megs and I can’t wait to start filming for it!”

You saw your chat blow up with “Let’s go” or “you finna get your manz” and all you could do was giggle at how supportive your fans were.

“Guys, relax. All we are doing is playing a game and no, you won’t find out until I release the video.”

You got an email notification and saw that it was from Megumi and it said: “Open it on stream ;)”. Your mouth dropped open and you looked at your webcam.

“Megs wants you guys to see his recent email.”

Your chat was going crazy, asking if you read it yet or just straight up telling you to read it.

“No, I have not read the email yet. We can all read it together.”

You shared your screen with your chat and began reading the email to them. It reads:

Y/N, I’m pleased to work and get closer to you in the future. When you’re done with your stream, send me an email with your number so I can call you.

~Megs

All you could do was scream in the mic while your fans spammed W’s in the chat, probably having the same reaction as you.

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Nobara smiled hard at the screen watching your priceless reaction.

She said, “My god, Yuji, I think you made this girl lose her mind over Megumi. Gosh, she’s so cute.”

Behind her, Megumi had Yuji in a chokehold while Yuji tried to wiggle out of his grasp.

“Look, Megumi,” Yuji said, “She’s happy about the email and you’re overreacting! Don’t get mad at me because I tried to add a little rizz to your emails.”

Megumi released Yuji, “ I was trying to be professional and you-”. Megumi’s face was turned by Yuji, forcing him to continue to look at your blushing face on stream as you spoke highly about him with a smile on your face, admiring your chubby face radiating on his big screen. He slapped Yuji’s hands away and walked towards his kitchen, blushing.

Nobara high-fived Yuji and whispered, “Good job, Cupid!”

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taglist!: @definitely-notalissa (as promised babes🤞🏽)

[supermaks]

Just saw a tweet saying max has never lost a position during a SC restart since he joined RB. Now idk how reliable this stat is (lol) but u sometimes mention how his restarts are crazy so I was just wondering why are his restarts so good? Like what does he do taht the rest just isn't doing?

omfg my vertsussive ((😭??)) journalism era .. The stat is very reliable. Let's TALK ABOUT ITTT ‼️‼️‼️

According to this op who checked specific time stamps for every VSC and SC deployed until 2021, available here, Max has driven behind 88 safety cars since he joined red bull, 103 total, and he never lost position on a single one. Which means he's either kept position or actually managed to overtake. He gained position 17 times. For comparison wid another yk pretty good driver, during the same period Lewis gained position 5 times, and only lost track position 3 times. All 3 to Max. Thats 2016-2021. I think Singapore 2022 ruined the record because I'm pretty sure Max lost position under the sc there. Idk how many times he's gained so far either, but I can think of a few races this year alone, so it wud be interesting to check. Hes been able to gain position for about 20% of restarts between 2016-2021, which is like .. not even comparable to other drivers numbers its his stat its definitely a Verstappen thing and the easiest way to explain it is: its a grey area, it allows for somebody wid enough nerve, skill and commitment to take ownership and use it for their own benefit. Enter the nerve, skill and commitment baddie, whos been haunting motorsport since before he cud vote.

SC restarts were cheat codes that inevitably lead to a verstappen amendment because FIA is bitches. During SCs Max liked to get his insane self right next to whoever was in front of him, and I mean RIGHT NEXT to the mf, and make them eat shit and d1e the moment they were allowed to restart. These are called 'restart tactics' I prefer 'jeddah appetizers'. Like literally he wud bully these men, run them wide or pinch them against walls like they owed him lunch money and then take off. This is still legal mind u, u can gain position after a SC, its literally racing, the updated rule last year was more of a 'fucking calm down Max' type of thing. Not the first of its kind, as we know. Even tho they kinda backtracked wid the first one and now u can twerk a lil bit under braking but not too much. I love f1. Anyway.

Article 55.14 of F1’s sporting rules states: “In order to avoid the likelihood of accidents before the safety car returns to the pits, from the point at which the lights on the car are turned out, drivers must proceed at a pace which involves no erratic acceleration, or braking nor any maneuver which is likely to endanger other drivers or impede the restart."

--- BASICALLY, yall ((max)) can drive side by side, yall can weave to warm up the tires, but those lil ((Dutch)) footsies better keep it chill until sc is gone and maintain position. Now a casual wud read this and think, oh, so they nerfed him, he cant commit the crime anymore, but Max read that and thought oh, okay, so I'll literally just keep doing it, in a different way, and I'll gaslight other drivers into letting me do it ((literally, I'm not joking)). They said cars had to stay in position, they didn’t say how. They didnt say he couldnt simply keep his delta, in a situation where its practically impossible, and gain under the VSC, for example.

Max excels at rolling starts because one, the audacity 😐((I think sharl and lewis the only 2 drivers who ever managed to beat him at his own game)) two, the timing and skill is computer level of specific. It is a very VERY meticulous process, and it takes making hands-on decisions about multiple components, racing lines, tires, acceleration, lifting, in a very, very short amount of time. So pretty much Max SC restarts are him not beating the made in a lab allegations. But most sim racers, ex drivers, engineers, will just tell you that the reason he's so good at this is because he practices more than everybody else in the world, probably. U do it enough times and it becomes second nature, u know exactly how the car is gonna behave so what seems like 'instinct' and the product we see, as fans, a bunch of slow cars suddenly going ‼️‼️AHSHSHSHDJSHF actually takes a lot of thinking on their side. Max does a lot of thinking in the car he doesn't get credit for, because the mad max narrative is also such a huge part of who he is, and it is true, to a certain extent, but its not mindless aggression, never has been. Its a deliberate choice and its got a simple purpose: gaining or maintaining position. I'm not saying he never got too reckless or that he never pushed it, but he always did it for a reason, and he had full control of his car, always.

Thats the crucial difference between Max and somebody whos just aggressive, because if Max was truly just a meathead behind the wheel, he wud not be known for mastering one of the few aspects of racing that rests entirely on strategy and skill, the restart. Thats why doctor markonstein put his ass in an f1 car when he was 17, because if a teenager wid no experience and a temper can control an f1 machine to the point he becomes an actual threat, imagine what he can do in his 20s 😐. Maybe in his 20s he can lift less than a quarter of a second before the control line to stay behind the leader and be allowed to overtake him at the restart.

[delicrieux]

—MAKE YOU SAY “OH” EXTRAS: TINDER

extra meaning non-canonical occurrence; can be placed anywhere in the “make you say oh” timeline after couple (cha. 14) and before the final “oh”. 

pairing—corpse husband x f!reader warnings—tinder profiles, tw: men, swearing.  word count—2.6k. format— written. ─── ❥ req by nonnie​:  y/n makes a youtube vid/live stream where she's just swiping through her tinder acc and corpse literally blocks her lmao

author’s note—akldsljfs this was such a funny idea i could not not write it lmao

ultimate masterlist. myso masterlist

You have pulled the biggest brain move by setting up both a facecam and a screen recorder on your phone. All is beautifully displayed and visible during the stream. Your fanbase is particularly intrigued on what exactly are you planning on doing today, seeing as your tweet of “strea” had been a bit vague, if not downright ominous. No emojis. No elaboration. You couldn’t even be bothered to finish the word. Truly, a mystery. Everyone tuned in and are currently waiting with bated breath.

A few of your fans must sense upcoming doom because the overall mood in the chat turns from optimistically intrigued to...evil. It’s an entity all on it’s own now, clawing at you through the screen with various renditions of laughter and devil emojis. A few eggplants thrown in there for good measure, accompanied, naturally, by the scandalous water drops. At first the common consensus is that you’re biting the bullet and going through your camera roll on stream. Definitely an idea worth considering, though you frankly don’t know what lies at the start of the 11k photograph journey, and you are afraid to check in public. Could be a harmless meme, could be a salacious pic you had saved of an OF star. It’s really a gamble. Either way, you would definitely get banned. You might still get banned. Why do you insist on doing shit like this?

Because it’s funny. Because you’re kinda stupid. Because it’s just so absolutely laughably easy to do.

A smile quirks your lips, and while it is not explicitly smug, the look in your eyes sure is, “Greetings,” You utter lowly, dimming the lights--the budget for this stream! Ugh, you went all out, “my children.”

mother i crave violence

sensing evil energy rn!!

i do not claim the energy in this video for myself or anyone else watching this 💖💖

^with peace and love shut the fuck up

“I know y’all lowkey hoes-” Upon your words the chat splits into two: one side eagerly agrees (even shares a few OF accounts! How helpful, supporting small businesses!), whilst the other feverishly insists on innocence. You make a face stuck somewhere between offended and bewildered, “Now c'mon now-I know you. I know you all. We’re the same, don’t-what was that?”

You try to scroll back to the comment but it’s loss in the sea of incoming messages, “I swear to God I just saw-”

Corpse_Husband: i love late night streams it’s not like i have anything better to do.

“COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORPSE!!!!” 

rip headphone users

i cant feel my face when im with you by the weeknd but instead of face its my fucking ears

yall think full vol on pc is better?my parents woke up 😭😭😭😭

To think he’s spending his last waking moments for today with watching you (he probably still would have anyway, because you do not posses an ounce of shame or self-control and pester him relentlessly)! It makes your heart sing, and suddenly, a traitorous, fun hating idea barges it’s way through the crowd of incoherent buzzing and states: don’t do this. For some reason it also has the voice of Rae. As if that would work in guilt-tripping you- Rae never succeed, and her fictitious rendition in mind won’t fare much better either.

Still, you thought about it. That must count for something. Corpse will understand, won’t he? Why don’t you want to upset it in the first place? Men look so funny when they lose their shit, like hello, don’t you have anything better to do? But the image of Corpse just sitting there, hurt, distraught, leaving you on seen because he’s in his sad boy hours leaves a sour taste in your mouth. 

queen rly went from  🥺😊 to 😕 u ok bbgirl?

Corpse_Husband: no pouts cutie

akjdjoeijdfse cUTIE??? deadass boutta r.i.p.

Well that succeeded in eliminating everything from mind, doubts included. If this was an anime, the scenery would shift into something roseate, with flowers and bubbles and sparkles all around you along with a halo or two. Alas, not an anime, rather reality. The led-lights, however, seemingly possessing a will of their own, slowly turn from deep violet to pink. You smile brightly, like the absolute dumbass you are, and you are met with a ray of heart and blushing emojis. You are just so cute, a real cutie! Still in your disguise adorable state, you swipe your finger on your phone screen, the grin never leaving your lips.

There, among the plethora of apps, nestled sits a red square with a white fire plastered on it. The delicate calligraphy on the bottom reads: TINDER.

The mood changes once again- you’re giving the roaches emotional instability by how quickly everything flips over- and the chat spams eggplants vigorously; some, of course, bravely fight against the thirst.

nooooooo i thought y/n is gonna stream in a god honoring way!!!

^pack it up girl defined

“So, Charlie and I-” You note a few awfully curious comments and squint, “-yes, we talk a lot. Charlie is a really good friend of mine. We’re best friends. Brothers. Sisters. Cousins. The whole fucking family tree-no, that sounds weird. Delete. Anyway, Charlie, being the absolute fucker he is, said, hey, you know what would be funny? And I was like, nooo, what would be funny, Charlie? And he says to me, he says, says, making fun of men on Tinder. And if y’all need any more proof that Charlie and I are platonic soulmates, then dunno, my children, my roaches, I dunno-I dunno what more to give you.”

You can’t be bothered reading the comments, there’s too damn many. You also need to save your reading comprehension for the actual bios. It has a time limit, that darn thing. 

“Okay, so I made a profile earlier, but I hadn’t swiped on anyone yet-” Despite the fact, Tinder helpfully informs you that already 99+ people have swiped right on you, “So, this is me,” You show the pictures you have of yourself, and damn, not to be a conceited narcissist, but you look really good. Like if you saw yourself on Tinder, you’d super like instantly. “Uhm, so, my bio-my bio says: let’s sauce in the tub together, ya dig? splishy splashy, giggle giggle.” 

i cant believe we are witnessing y/n trying to form a coherent sentence live 

shes trying give her time

ya dig??? y not capeesh

what scene from the godfather is this lol?

“My anthem, is,” You laugh, covering your lips with your hand, “Corpsie, this is form you-” Proudly, you show that indeed, Corpse’s E-GIRLS ARE RUINING MY FUCKING LIFE is listed as your anthem on Spotify, “Hehe.” Yes, you say that aloud.

Corpse_Husband: you’re killing me Corpse_Husband: thanks baby Corpse_Husband: now delete tinder ❤︎

You ignore his last quip, deciding it’s finally time to get this show on the road, “Right, let’s do this shit. I’m not actually going to swipe on any guys that look, uh, decent? Yuck, can’t believe I just said that, uhm, because I-because I feel like some actually deserve a chance with someone? I don’t wanna get anyone’s hopes up, as I am currently in a long distance relationship with Chrollo. So I’m just gonna swipe on, like, frat boy assholes. Because I don’t care if I hurt their feelings. Quite frankly I don’t think they possess them in the first place.”

The chat voices their agreements. With the ground rules set, you, giddy, click on the first profile.

Does Tinder know what you’re doing, your plan? The FBI agent watching you through your phone must be working overtime, bless his heart. They must, because the the first guy to meet you is named Jason, and there he is, blond hair and blue eyes, holding up a fish the size of his torso. Marginally adequate in looks, pretty good muscles. A solid 7 bordering on 8. He’s the same age as you, 15 miles away, and he studies at some college you don’t care enough to look up. Bio reads:

I like to drive fast. Fishing is my passion, but if you can’t catch me by the ocean, you’ll catch me catching waves, bro! Love a good gym date. You do squats, and I’ll keep a close eye to make sure you’re doing it correctly ;) You probably saw me at a party. Leader of the The Phi Kappa Psi. I’m a Gemini, if that matters lol.

You, of course, read it aloud, dramatically; provide some constructive criticism-he seems nice, but he’s a Gemini, so naturally, you can’t trust him at all! Also, that gym date session leaves little to be desired. With your rant done, you swipe right, and shocker! (not), it’s an instant match.

“Okie, I still wanna swipe of some profiles, so I’ll see what he’ll text later-” For a second you wonder the legalities of this stream, but you’re having too much fun to think of it further, “guys, I won't get sued, right?”

NOW she considers it

well....

if you do, we’ll kickstart your lawyer dw <3

Onto the next profile. Kevin, 25, is seen fixing his car- or, you assume he’s mid-fixing it, you don’t really know why else he’d hold a wrench and be covered in oil. He’s shirtless, and the caveman part of your brain echoes something closely resembling AWOOOGA!, but...but!...blonde hair, blue eyes. You pout again, “I don’t...I don’t really like blond boys, ya know? With the blue eyes and all, it’s just not my thing, uhm, unless it’s like-like...Armin from Attack on Titan. Else I don’t care.”

Onto the bio:

You have to treat a car like you treat a woman: go on long rides, take the lead, but most importantly, keep her oiled up 😜 

“What the fuck did I just read?”

The chat is equally confused. You swipe right anyway- another match. Too easy.

The stream continues without incident for a solid thirty minutes- all of your matches, expect a few that genuinely looked like normal dudes that really couldn’t write a decent bio to save their lives, had been blond hair blue eyed gym rats with ranging forms of misogyny. Some opened with asking for nudes out right, some asked about your day first before asking for nudes. You prefer the former. Straight to the point! You admire the gall. 

But then, down the forty-five minute mark a profile popped up that made you still by your phone, your smile dying as your eyes bulged. Dear God. Lord in heaven. Who is this demonspiit lookalike and why is he so fucking hot? The neck tats, the skateboard, the clothes- holy shit, you gotta close your mouth before some drool dribbles out.

No bio, just his name, Tyler, and that he’s 23.

“He boutta be 23 in me.” You mutter, swiping right with lightning speed.

WHAT DID SHE SAYYYYY?????????

tyler is y/ns karma for relentlessly mocking that one guy that had a whole ass list on what his “female” partner should be

^he deserved it and also tyler seems like a typical fuckboi y/n grow a braincell

look at mom 🥺 her eyes are sparkling

It wasn’t a match right away. You somehow expected as much, but it still upset you. Simp behavior, pathetic. The stream continued bravely, and when Tyler messaged you a simple “yo” you totally didn’t sequel. You didn’t manage to text him back on stream: texting all those guys that you didn’t really find all that attractive was easy, but this...You’re a sucker for a man who radiates red flag energy. His whole profile is a red flag. He might just be a red flag himself.

What can you do? Suddenly becoming color blind is not easy. Once the stream ends, you unmatch with everyone expect Tyler. He you chat with for a bit, but a sudden craving for different company makes you abandon him, too. You don’t feel too heartbroken for him- you’re certain there’s already too many girls in his dms. You wish them luck.

Happily, you delete Tinder. You go to Twitter, notice you’re trending again- look at you go! Queen shit- and as you compose a thank you tweet, something strange happens. You go to text Corpse, but when you click on his profile you grow cold.

YOU’RE BLOCKED. You can’t follow or see @/Corpse_Husband ‘s Tweets. 

...Pardon? You hop onto Instragram and-also blocked. Seriously? And you thought you’re one petty bitch. Corpse is seriously prissy about everything. Damn, if he didn’t like your stream, he could’ve just said so. Didn’t need to, like, block you from his internet existence. So not cool.

You try texting him but no text go through. Well how will you let him know you deleted Tinder just like he asked? You relieve your frustrations by punching your pillow a few times. Later, you apologize to her, you didn’t mean to hurt her, it’s not her, it’s you. Fuck, 5 minutes of exile and you’re already loosing your mind.

“Raeeeeeeeeeeee!” You whine loudly. It’s roughly 2am now, but you don’t care. You’re too heartbroken to care. There’s a thump from her room, but nothing else, “Raeeeeeeeee!!!” You wail, wallowing in self-pity on your bed. You hear a very loud, very annoyed sigh from her room, followed by angry marching. Your door is abruptly thrown open, and in the dim, colorful light you see her scowl.

“What?” She grits.

“Can you please tell Corpse to unblock me from everything?”

“What did you do now?”

“I made fun of men on Tinder.”

She pauses, “...That doesn’t sound so bad.” She surmises, voice laced with suspicion, “What else?”

“...There was one really hot guy that I kinda sorta talked to after--”

“Y/n.”

“-But I totally deleted Tinder and honestly he was pretty boring, so, like, uhm, please?”

She sighs, the servery of which implies she is holding the weight of the world on her shoulders, and instantly you know that you won. She taps away at her phone, “You owe me one.” She states, and before you can reply, she exits your room and slams the door behind her.

Grinning, you text his phone again. The message goes through, oh gosh, you’re so relieved you feel like crying. This has been, officially, the worst five minutes of your life.

You Y DID U BLOCK ME LOSER!!! MAJOR LOSER ALERT!! I DELETED EVERYTHING IT WAS A JOKE r u still mad at me? y u always mad at me i never do anything:(

my husband You’re my baby, how do you think I’ll react when I see you publicly simping for some asshole on Tinder?

Oh no, he used the words, he delivered the killing blow. You’re finished. Your heart can’t take such a workout. 

Not that you would ever admit it to him, though!

You hehe ur jellyyyy u always dis jealous hehe?

my husband Not jealous.

Yeah, you might not be the brightest tool in the shed, but even you know that’s a lie. You send him an array of kissy emojis that he doesn’t have the decency to reply to. Then, completely unprompted and dead serious, you send him a simple voice memo, saying: “You really have nothing to worry about, you know? You’re my favorite, Corpsie.”

He responds via text, reiterating that he’s not fucking jealous and that he just doesn’t like when you show such outward interest in anyone but it’s not like he cares or anything. It’s just really, like, weeeeird to see his baby simping for another man like that totally ruins the whole dynamic!!! It was only natural that he should block you on every social media platform, including his personal number (which, like, was completely necessary! Doesn’t matter that his viewers can’t see it, it’s gotta be super believable!), and inform his followers of that, because it’s all a joke, like, for the dynamic, that Youtube grind, you know? Ya dig? No personal feelings were involved at all. He totally wasn’t upset that you found someone else cute, no way!

my husband I’m not jealous. Lol.

You ik u repeated tht like 50 times  u trynna convince me or??? lmao

my husband No comment. ...You don’t actually talk to anyone else like we’re talking, right?

You no one else calls me their baby if thts wat ur wondering at least not to my knowledge lol im all urs

my husband That makes me very happy to hear:)

Yeah, it makes you very happy, too.

hope you liked it!! xx

[n1k1tty]

keep it on the down low - nishimura riki

╰─ ever since you were selected as riki’s next partner for his upcoming dance collab, you may or may not have developed feelings for each other. but despite their companies not really supporting dating in their idol's careers, both riki and y/n tried to keep it on the down low. key word: tried

pairings: idol! riki x idol! reader

genre: fluff

It was around 2 am in the morning when you and Riki decided to stay for a little bit more to finish up the first part of the song.

"1 2 3 4, 5 6 7 8" Riki counts as you both move in sync, he smiles at your worn out figure laying down on the ground "tired? we can wrap this up if you want to"

He sits down next to you, handing you his cup of cold water. Your mind secretly going on frantic over his little gesture "Let's just finish this last part and i'm heading home- unless you're tired too-" you sip the water, sitting up.

"-Nah, nah i'm not tired yet" He shakes his head. crap, did that sound too desperate? Riki asks himself, trying his best to not make it seem like he was avoiding your gaze

"Alright then, 2:30 we'll leave" You say, walking towards the table as you place the cup. Riki seriously didn't know how calm and collected you were especially with just the two of you alone, together. No managers, no members, nada.

You start playing the music, feeling yourself getting more exhausted each minute that passed by. Sloppily moving your body with the rhythm. Of course that didn't go unnoticed by Riki.

As the song ended, you both face each other. It was a part of the dance, but your face being barely an inch from Riki's wasn't. You both froze, not knowing what to do. Well, facing a different way was another solution, but neither of you wanted to do that, let's be honest.

At this moment, Riki didn't give a shit.

He grabbed you by the waist, faces inching closer by the second. But before your lips could touch—

“This one is for the boys with the boomin syst— Riki? Y/n?” Heeseung takes a second to blink, eyes refusing to see what he was seeing “I uh, I gotta go. My manager is asking if i’m at home. See you Riki, Bye Heeseung” You hurriedly pack your things, face red from embarrassment and the thought of you and Riki almost kissing.

“Hyung— I can explain—“ Riki walks towards him, trying to grab his hand “—Riki calm down, I wont tell” Heeseung chuckles, patting Riki’s bag “If you don’t know where my airpods are, then go walk her home. She’s not supposed to be out at this hour alone. I’ll take your stuff back to the dorm aight?”

“Oh gosh” you groaned, dragging your feet as you rethink what had happened “What should I do?” You pull your hair.

Just as you were about to turn to the corner you hear him call your name ‘No Riki! This is not the time!’ you panicked, but just before you could act as if you didn’t hear him, he taps you by the shoulder “Riki, just what the hell are you thinking chasing me right at this hour!?” You whisper-yell at him “I was just worried about you walking home at 3 am. Your company sucks for not getting you a driver”

“No I told them I could walk home” You chuckle, in Riki’s eyes you seemed so bothered. Noticing the way you dragged your feet and messy hair “Everything okay?” He asked, facing you

“Riki we’re doomed! Heeseung knows, and maybe dispatch is somewhere out there already taking pictures of us at this mome—”

He giggles “So what?” You gasp, mouth open. You seriously couldn’t believe this kid.

“So what?! Ugh, why do I even put up with you” facepalming as you groan

“Heeseung hyung said he wouldn’t tell, and I don’t care about dispatch, engenes know how close we are and does your fans. They’ll think this is a friendly gesture” Riki reassures you as he looked at the stars, finding peace within your presence.

“So don’t worry okay? Everything will be alright. And if they ever suspect anything, I’ll try to find a way to get us out of it” He stops by your doorstep “Well, this is your dorm, good night y/n—”

Without a thought running through your mind, you pecked Riki Nishimura. Immediately trying to unlock the door “Good night Riki” You smile, squealing once you closed it “I saw that” Ningning smirks. There goes your money.

—

It was the following week after your collaboration with Riki was released and so far everything was going great. Both your fans really liked the content you both made, appreciating your talents and especially loved your ‘friendship’

Riki was right, everything was going to be alright. No dispatch and no suspicions from the fans and both companies.

And ever since that night, you and Riki had decided to make it official. Both agreeing to keep it a secret for now until you were both ready.

Thankfully the fans recognized the playful personalities and cherished your friendship, making videos like “Y/n and Riki being chaotic in their (collab) behind” and “Riki and Y/n being the best friends everyone would want” Of course, your companies noticed the sudden increase of popularity for both groups and proposed an idea of having each other in shows, and other things that could possibly make you interact more. Almost immediately, you both were very supportive of the idea and agreed to do more shows.

—

You guys had an episode to go to the beach with the other Enhypen members. As you were filming the things that you were packing, Riki knocks on your door “Oh? Riki came~” you cooed, smiling at the sight of his head peaking through the door “Y/n! You’re packing more than necessary” He laughs, looking at the big pile of folded clothes.

After a few minutes, you decided to stop filming. Immediately throwing yourself into Riki’s arms “Are you excited?” you asked, rubbing circles on his back “not really— I mean yeah i kinda am but what if the other members—”

He pouts at the sound of you laughing “No ones gonna steal me Nishimura Riki. If that’s what you’re worried about” you squished his cheeks

“Now help me pick which swim suit I should wear”

“Okay :D” He gladly says, sitting patiently as you start gathering the options.

So far, filming with enhypen was fun, you got to play games in the pool, grill meat, answering mini interviews the other members held, you enjoyed it all.

Of course the trip wouldn’t be complete without you and Riki flirting with each other once in a while. Which caught both your fans attention, posting overly suspicious interactions between you and Riki. Leaving comments like “act surprised when they reveal that they’re dating” and “OKAY CAN WE TALK ABOUT: Y/n casually wrapping her arms around Riki’s neck while just staring at each other in today’s behind” all around twitter.

Jungwon being active on all social media platforms didn’t help either, resulting to him realizing that you and Riki were more than just friends. Soon enough the other members figure it out as well, silently sitting back and enjoying you both so oblivious towards the fact that everyone knew.

Meanwhile, you and Riki thought you were doing an excellent job at keeping it a secret. While resting on the same bed watching a movie, your manager barges in, shoving the phone into both your faces “Nishimura Riki, care to explain?”

A screenshot of Dispatch tweeting about your guy’s relationship is trending on twitter, following a few screenshots of fans posting about your relationship.

Your heart drops

His manager chuckled, “I already knew. Just came to tell you CEO Bang supports it and would like to have a meeting about confirming it”

Long story short, you both did agree to publicize your relationship and was extremely happy to hear that the fans supported you both

yall, i dont rlly like how i wrote this :( but i rlly missed posting so…. I SWEAR ILL MAKE BETTER ONES. i just need to find my motivation to do so :)

[words-for-holland]

Always Yours

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: Sometimes dating a celebrity is hard...but Tom & Y/N have always said no matter what happens they could get through anything. Some angst but a lot of fluff.

A/N: So sorry for leaving yall hanging! Life is just crazy right now and this blog needs a lot of TLC tbh!! Also ehh I def dont think this was my best work but enjoy?

“Oof” Y/N lets out as she plops on to her boyfriend who was lying comfortable on the couch. Tom groaned at the impact with a cheeky smile on his face, his arms instantly wrapping around Y/N’s frame.

“Y’know..there are empty seats right there.” The soft brown-eyed boy gestured with the flick of his thick head as Y/N raises her eyes looking down at him, pretending to be slightly offended.

“Oh I see how it is then. It’s cool...Ill just cuddle with Tessa instead. I know she would welcome me with open arms instead of—” As she slowly starts getting off his chest, Tom is quick to pull her back in, securing her with his strong arms. “No baby, I was just kidding. I want you right here, and Im never letting you go.” he pleas.

The only thing Y/N could manage was letting out a fit of giggles into his chest, a sound that Tom adored and would do absolutely anything to hear every minute of every day. They stay like this for a while enjoying the feeling of each other as they both run their hands into each others hair, the feeling of their chests moving up and down, the subtle thumps of their heartbeats, and the little slips of adoration that came out of their mouths. It was peaceful. A moment that nobody could really take a way because it was theirs.

Y/N casually pulls up her phone, and scrolls through Twitter when she noticed a particular tweet on her timeline. Her eyebrows furrow, as she read the 160 character message.

Why Tom Holland Should Be With Aaliyah Cole and Dump Y/N: A Thread.

She knew it wasnt a good idea to open up the thread. She knew very well that everything within the shallow string of tweets would be a complete waste of her time because it was made up by fans who just wanted to satisfy their fantasy of shipping Tom with his co-star. Who can blame them? They always had great chemistry, but it was part of the job and thats all it would ever be.

“You’re awfully quiet.” Tom murmurs, as he places soft kisses at the crown of her head. “Whats going on?” She was lucky her phone was facing away from Tom, quickly closing the app and pretending to be on one of her many tabs in Safari.

“Mmm..nothing.” Y/N lies softly, a tight-lipped smiled plastered on her face.

“Absolute bullocks. Youre not a very good liar.” He chuckles. “Tell me darling. Whats on your mind?”

Y/N rolls her eyes in response. She’s heard that comment one too many times in her life from everyone shes known. After not giving it much thought, she gives in, sighing heavily. “Dont judge me for what Im about to say.”

“Mmm...I think it might depend on wha— Ow” Tom reacts as he playfully rubs the side of his chest that Y/N hit. “Okay too soon for jokes. Go on.”

Again, Y/N sighs as she props herself up. “Its just ... well a lot of your fans keeps talking about wanting you to get with Aaliyah.” She looks down trying not to make eye contact with Tom, who she’d imagine was looking at her with annoyance.

Tom rolls his eyes at the ridiculousness. Not so much at Y/N but the fact that some of his fans just didnt want to accept the fact that he was happy with Y/N. If it had to come from his mouth to stop the stupid rumors and give his girlfriend peace, then hed gladly yell it from the rooftops for everyone to hear. “Thats it Im making a statement about it.”

Y/N’s eyes widen in fear, scrambling to prevent him from grabbing his phone on the table next him. “No no no no.” She repeatedly declines. “You’ll only make it worse.”

“Darling, Im not going to stand here and watch you get all insecure because of their delusional ship.”

“Yeah well Im not gonna be the reason your fans hate me because Im getting in the way of your friendship with Aaliyah Cole.” She fires back.

Tom was ready to open his mouth only to be cut off once again. “And you know better. That is how your fans will always see it.”

“Okay, are you done?” He calmly asked, cautiously observing her. Rarely did Y/N ever get worked up about anything, but when she had her tangents, Tom always made sure she got off everything she needed to say before he becomes her voice of reason.

“Yeah, I guess.” she says feeling defeated. “Look its whatever and Im tired, can we just let this go and forget this whole conversation even happened?”

Tom was unconvinced, but didnt want to push her further. So reluctantly, he gave in and wrapped his arms around Y/N as they both tried to lull themselves to sleep.

***

Y/N wasnt sure how she ended up in the Tube. It was strange how the lights flickered off the rusted tile floor. The train was no where to be seen, but off to the side of the railroads was pitch black, she could hardly see beyond. To her right she noticed herself standing in the corner of the room, and to her surprise Aaliyah was there. Her milk chocolate kissed skin, and fashionably long frizzy hair dropped down past her shoulders. Her figure long and poised, as she wore a rain jacket and sweats. An outfit only she could pull off and make it look like she was a model for Vogue. Aasliyah smiles brightly at Y/N.

“Hey Y/N.” She says cheerfully as a genuine friend would.

To Y/N’s surprise she greeted her back in the same tone. “Hey Aaliyah...uhh whats going on?” Y/N wasnt sure if she wanted the answer of how they both ended up in the Tube or if she truly wanted to know how her day went.

“Well Im getting ready to present at the Oscars.” She replies, a smile plastered as if she was so excited about it, almost too excited like she was keeping a secret.

“Really? Oh my god, that’s amazing! Im so proud of you Aaliyah! Who are you taking?”

Aaliyah pauses for a few moment looking back and forth, making sure no one else was around. “Okay can you keep a secret?” She whispered.

Y/N nods her head slowly, not having the slightest clue of what was going on. “Im taking Tom. I think he really likes me, and well...I like him too! Do you think maybe I should ask him when we go?” Aaliyah asked genuinely. It was almost like she had no recollection of Y/N and Tom being a couple. “I think we would look good together. Everyone is already making rumors and ships about us.”

Y/N backs aways lowly only to bump into a broad figure. As she turns around she sees Tom, emotionless and almost sad. “Y/N.” He speaks out. “I dont think this is going to work out. Im leaving you.”

Y/N’s heart quickens, and her breaths become shorter as she tries to find a way to run. Running and running into the darkness, until all she could hear was Tom’s faint voice calling out her name.

***

“Y/N! Y/N! Baby wake up please.” Tom cries as he gently shakes his girlfriend from her disturbed sleep.

Quickly Y/N opens her eyes and clutches on to Toms hoodie firmly. Back home, and in Toms arms. It was a dream was all she thought. A sigh of relief escaping from her mouth.

“Darling...” he speaks softly, worried about his girlfriend. “Are you okay?”

Y/N looks up at him and nods frantically. “Mmm..bad dream.”

“Yeah it seemed like it. You were so frightened...I was scared. What happened?” He’s looking at her, trying to read her saddened eyes, wanting to desperately understand what scared her so he could make it all go away for her.

Y/N looks down at her fiddling hands, as she sits on the couch. “I uhh...” she lets out a chuckle, thinking of the ridiculousness of it all. “I uhh...dreamed about Aaliyah going to the oscars and saying how she loved you and how you two are perfect for each other. When I turned around I saw you but you werent happy and said you were leaving me.”

Tom doesnt say a word, all he could think about was how sorry he felt to put Y/N in this position. Though both of them knew, It wasnt Toms fault, or anyone’s for that matter. Feelings are feelings and that was okay. No human being was ever born perfect and without insecurities.

Y/N always tried to be a good sport with situations like this knowing every shippers theory and evidence were hardly ever true, but at some point there was only so much she could take before it all came out like an oil spill. Maybe it was a sign that she wasnt good enough to be with Tom if half of his fanbase thought this way as well.

Tom cradled her into his arms again, holding her tightly and kissing the top of her head. “Darling, I know youre still doubting yourself about all of this, but please believe me when I tell you that I love you so so much and no matter what happens...Im always yours.” He whispers gently in her ear. “It was only a dream and these ridiculous rumors and theories are just that. No one woman in the world could ever make me feel the way I feel for you.”

Y/N blinks softly, as she stares into space. Afraid and in a weird way ashamed, its funny how something so small and so minimal could affect her self-esteem so greatly. Tom gently brings her head up, so her eyes can meet his. He rolls his thumb on the bottom of her soft lips. “Hey, I love you.” Tom smiles.

Time stopped for the both of them the moment Y/N looked into his eyes, she felt safe. All the bad words and thoughts slowly disappear. Tom was right, none of the things that anyone said about their relationship mattered. She knew Tom loved her, and how much she truly loved him. Isnt that enough? Of course not. It was more than enough. A smile slowly forming on Y/N’s face. “Theres that smile I love so much.” He comments.

“Im sorry, for being such a —”

“No. Its okay. You have a right to feel the way you did.” He picks up her hand and leaves a gentle kiss.

“I love you so much Tom.” She says pressing her lips to his. “I dont deserve you.”

“Darling, its me that doesnt deserve you. Im always yours.” Tom proclaims as he kisses her back.

[milkacchan]

Request for anon: Can I have Present mic, Aizawa, and all might where they learn their young student is fatherless? Like... their father walked out/went to prison when they were young. I'm sorry if this is time consuming, but I can't stop sobbing over my father.

I'm the situation baby but remember it wasn't your fault

I changed it up a little bit with Mics- I hope you don't mind

Present Mic:

• from the getgo something was wrong

• The moment you walked into class he could tell

• You looked like shit

• Dark bags under your eyes, hair messily brushed, just to get it out if your face, and your eyes were a light red.

• You didn't look particularly happy to be there either

• something turns in his stomach, a gut feeling that something really had went down

• And he hated seeing his students upset

• but he was relatively close to you to begin with, his felt different

• He felt like he had to do something

• Everyone settled into their seats as the bull rung but his eyes remained on you

• You honestly didn't pay attention during the lesson

• He could tell as much

• class finishes and the bell rings but you sit still, and it's not until most of the students have trickled out of the room do you start packing up

• He walks over and kneels in front of the desk "You okay there? You don't look so good," he looks concerned and his heart drops when he sees your lip start to quiver

• It takes you 0.27 seconds to break and you're frantically wiping your eyes as sobs wrack your body

• He's got his arms wrapped around you in seconds and you're leaning into his shoulder.

• He isn't sure exactly how long you're crying for but eventually you calm down enough to get out a coherent sentence

• "My-My dad was arrested Friday night. He won't tell me why- he won't let anyone else tell me why and I don't know what else to do," you cry, "I miss him so much and its only been a few days- I don't- I don't have anyone else, Mr. Hazashi,"

• And you're crying again.

• He has you take the rest of the day off, in fact he takes the day with you

• He calls in a sub (you don't know what strings he had to pull for that but you don't ask, at this point you don't care) and you two dip

• He takes you to get food, real food, that'll make you feel better

• He knows that'll help a little

• and after that he takes you to get something sweet- that tends to help mood and blood pressure and anxiety

• So he does his best with you

• He nutures you the best way he knows how

• if you need anything and I mean ANYTHING this man has you covered

• He does his best to step up in any way he can

• first off he extends his assignment deadlines and cancels two tests. Who needs them anyway.

• And you eat lunch in his classroom because he can well tell you don't want to talk to anyone else right now

• He closes it off (seemingly) so in reality its just you and him

• He'll probably tell Aizawa too but on the downlow (just so he knows)

• When holidays roll around, the dorms close.

• In this case- he let's you stay with him. He has an extra bedroom. He doesn't want you to stay in an empty house.

• You also get his phone number (which you gladly use) for anything really

• Bored? He'll deliver some shitty puns.

• Confused about homework? Text him.

• having a mental breakdown? He's got you covered.

• You got memes? Please for the love of God send them to him.

• The dynamic eventually shifts to a VERY father daughter relationship.

• He knows he'll never replace your dad. He understands that wholeheartedly, but he wants you to have someone

• He actually gets a letter from your dad, thanking him for taking care of you

• but he really doesn't mind

Aizawa:

• He had a feeling that there was something going on at home. Or rather, a lack of something.

• He's dealt with it in the oast- with himself and with past students and current ones

• Shinsou

• I mean, aside from that fact whenever parents were mentioned, you'd either stiffen up or wrinkle your nose

• You didn't really like the subject of parents

• There was an essay prompt about parents (nothing too personal) nd you ended up writing it on the extinction of dinosaurs and why God fucked up instead

"It'd be absolutely stellar to see huge lizards roaming the earth and occasionally stepping on people, you know? Jurassic park was onto something."

• Man's couldn't even fail you on it because it was written v well

• Anyway, he doesn't pry too much. He just silently figures it out by process if elimination and pattern.

• He doesn't really care too much

• In the sense if it doesn't define you and he doesn't help you because he pities you

• he helps you because he seems potential

• He takes you under his wing with shinsou

• Yall spend a whole summer training

• And that's when it all came out

• It was an accident really.

• Shinsou was tired, exhausted really

• and when people get tired- that tired- sometimes they spout random shot they wouldn't usually say

• and thats what he did

• he went on about his home life

• and if he could, you could too right?? You could trust them.

• "My dad walked out when I was a kid. Little, like 3. I have a few pictures of him holding me, but I guess it wasn't enough. I don't have any desire to meet him. Not anymore. But it left me feeling like I did something wrong? I guess? Which I suppose is why I train. Because then I feel strong. Which is a good difference from how it usually feels."

• He knew it.

• He called it.

• He was right again.

• He reassures you that you are good enough, strong enough, and his decision to leave had nothing to do with you

• and when he saw you give him a soft smile, he warmed.

• I mean really, it only goes up from there

• he'll deny it, or grumble under his breath, but he seems you two as his own

• Like these aren't my kids but they are my kids

• When dorms close on holiday yall get to stay because that's where he lives too

• Like if you chose too

• he's not gonna force you to stay but if you don't want to go home, you don't have too

• He has that power

• He will buy you food

• all you gotta do is ask

• and he'll roll his eyes and grumble something he doesn't really mean, just secretly happy that you feel comfortable enough around him to ask for something

• lmao family group chat

S: 'Hey Mr. Aizawa I found this cat. Hold on lemme send a pic'

A: 'Dont need a pic. Bring him home'

Y: 'What if he's ugly??'

A: 'gremlin. Bring him home.'

Or

Y: 'Hey I saw this tweet that said 'kids be like watch this and do a half roundhouse spin kick clap and waste my fucking time' and it make me think of you.'

S: @ mr. Aizawa when he has to watch deku do sumn

Y: Lmaoooo like when he threw the baseball

S: LMAOO

A: Me watching you too try to figure out how to beat me in training

Y: Yikes bro

S: That was a rough one

• Does he regret giving you and shinsou his number??

• Maybe

• Not really

• Lmao super secret lunch movie days

• Every week on wendesday yall watch a movie. Usually it takes 2 or 3 days to watch the movie since lunch is only 70 minutes

• @ you accidently calling him dad one day and shinsou snickering but it stuck

• dadzawa lmaoo

Allmight:

• Man's has 2 underlings.

• You and Deku.

• Picked you up when he started teaching at UA

• Ion know let's say one day you popped off bc he said some dumb shit and you were like no sir that's clearly wrong

• schooled him in his own damn subject

• the other kids were like 😳

• what the fuck

• Anyway

• He see's you have potential

• And though he's not the best teacher, you seem to respond better to the way HE was taught

• So tbh its easier to teach you

• 'okay, now I want you to beat the shot out if that wall,'

'Okay lmao bet'

• Midoriya is like, hey mayhaps we should analyze the situation

• N ur like noe

• You just don't give a fuck

• about anything really

• other than moving up the ranks

• But even then- its not a super super big deal, you're just gonna do your best but you aren't gonna stress

• However he noticed a pattern w you (even before Midoryia brought it up to him)

• You don't let anyone in

• Midoryia knows a bit more than the other students but that's really only because he's always with you

• a good majority of the week he's w you

• but its not really a deep connection

• you don't rely on either of them

• You do your best to do things on your own.

• He knows midoryias life story

• he knows why he acts the way he does

• but he doesn't know why you do

• he has a gut feeling it could be the same as midoryia

• I mean he already had one kid who's dad dipped

• he'll surely be able to figure out you too??

• So he makes himself a promise that he'll figure it out and he'll become someone you trust

• And he does just that

• When you tell him about your nightmare of a family history he's like mm, makes sense

• but he's happy that you trust him!!!

• He's a BIG suckered for movie nights

• he's got popcorn, snacks, candy, chocolate, soda- he's prepared

• list of movies lined out all ready

• I lowkey feel like he'd be into lord of the rings or fast n furious

• fast n furious at LEAST

• He's really into American action movies

• and he has no problem sharing those movies with you

• he doesn't have a whole ton of money, like he's not rich, but if you or midoryia need something he's definitely there to get it for you

• even if ur like fam no you don't need too

• he'll buy yell food a lot

• a l o t

• and cards

• when you and midoryia get him a father's day card he thinks he's gonna cry

• You guys also have a group chat

• 'da faemilee'

• Y: "Hey dad do you have milk?"

A: "???? Do I have milk????"

Y: "ya I'm looking in your fridge n ion see any???"

A: "How'd you even get in????"

Y: "Izuku."

I: "lmaoo"

Or

Y: Izuku you dumb bitch I left for ONE day

Y: And you got into a fight with Bakugou

I: He wanted to throw hands. I just did what you would do.

A: He's got you there

Or

A: What do you guys want for dinner

I: Sushi

Y: Chicfila

Y: Izu square up

I: K

Or

Y: Izu is fighting kacchow again

A: Beat his ass young midoriya

Y: Lmaoooooo

[viscountessevie]

About the Cover Songs Track List

Okay so it dropped while I was sleeping and then I randomly woke up at 5am a few hours after it had dropped and read through the tag, everyone's reactions and saw the list. And I was way too tired to unpack and post abt it so I slept on it. This morning I had a DC watch party with some friends and put it in the back of my mind, but now I've had a few hours to sit with it to collect my thoughts and I just wanted to put this out there as a way to amplify my voice and similar opinions made by other Desi fans as a Desi/Indian fans of the show and also kinda explain why I feel this way about the track list.

Let me preface this by saying I actually adore it on a whole. At first, I was surprised we haven't gotten more covers of songs made in the last two years - my personal wish for the cover track list was to cover ivy by Taylor Swift (from her evermore album) and enough for you by Olivia Rodrigo (yall its SUCH a Kate song for her insecurities)

But ultimately listening to them; I do get dark and angsty Kathony vibes so no complaints about the songs here. However, I do have to say while the K3G (Kabhi Khushi Kabhie Gham) fits the vibes it does stick out like a sore thumb on the tracklist as being the only Indian song on it at the moment.

I also have just found out that this was only a partial track list dropped so I am hoping there will be more Desi songs and a personal fave Taylor Swift because there is a lot of TS songs that can be applied to Kathony imo.

But in case there are no other Indian songs in the tracklist when the full one comes out - I do have to comment on this tweet:

He clearly took every opportunity to weave TOO much of their heritage into this season because see: The Mess That Is The India Plot. Sometimes less is more Chris and now I feel like the track list is a half hearted attempt to weave in their music into the soundtrack if they are only using K3G. I'll curb my criticisms if they do have other Desi songs but I just wish they had looked into Kollywood/Tamil songs for the soundtrack because the Sharmas while their last name is North Indian and Punjabi, ethnically the actresses and by extension the characters are not! They are all Tamil women. That's my main comment on having K3G as the only Indian song on the tracklist at the moment. Of course, when the full soundtrack comes out, I'll happily eat my words if I'm wrong and we do get a good mix of English and Tamil/Hindi songs.

Also one last point, I do hope that Kris Bowers got help from Desi artists and composers for S2's original score because if they are really committed to showcasing the Sharma's Indian heritage, it should be reflected in the music because music is HUGE in our culture and it would just be nice to hear Indian influences in the S2 score. I dunno if it was even possible to happen but a wish of mine was for Kris to work with Siddhartha Khosla who does the score for the tv series This Is Us which is a pretty white show but even my mom loved his scores for the show because you can clearly tell he had roots with Indian classic music and it showed in his composition for This Is Us which was really cool! I really hope the hidden tracks are hopefully contributed by Desi artists because that would be a nice way to support us and our culture not just on screen but behind the scenes. (Because let's be real 3 make up artists and one writer being Indian on the whole team behind the camera is NOT it)

If yall read this far, thank you so much, I appreciate you listening to my POV on this topic :D And if yall want to hear other Desi POVs about this, you can check out this post and the replies on it. Shout out to @aspoonfuloffiction for starting the discussion and to @jeanvanjer @nanso and @mrskatebridgerton for making it a fruitful one with all of them making great points and voicing out what I was thinking too!

[quirklessidiot]

Title: coward :: coming clean Pairing: Y/N x Miya Atsumu Genre: angst, romance, and very slow burn [ex to lovers au] Warnings: Cursing, alchohol, mentions of unprotected sex, unplanned pregnancy, and mentions of abortion

Synopsis: You try to push him away from you but he isn’t taking any of it, the much long-awaited confrontation is there but you’re still finding a way out.

notes:

have yall seen the new season?? mY FUCKING HEART MAN NSNDNND it got me so stoked i literally wrote something about kita after that trailer skdjjdm kita is so underrated. I love him.

also, a huge thank you for the 200+ followers. Ma’am i literally only had this tumbler a month ago and im already celebrating a lot of milestones, hence i present you a more angsty chapter! I hope you’ll love it <3

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“You’re on gossip sites.” 

“Tsum-tsum, why are you so close to L/N-san? I thought you hated her.”

“Riku-chan’s calling me-”

“Everyone shut up.” The setter throws the ball on the ground, “It’s not what it fucking looked like.”

“Can we talk, ‘tsumu?” Osamu’s voice resonates the most and Miya Atsumu knows where this is going already by the sound of it.  He was surprised to see his brother come by today but when he sees why, he takes it back.

No wonder.

He follows him to the quieter side of the gym, he notices the tense air between them and he knows what's about to follow. He hopes that Osamu does this quickly, he has to practice well since he needs to impress those brats when the game comes up and try to let them have their eyes on him and not on Tobio and Shoyo.

“What the hell are you thinking?” His brother growls, “You have a fucking girlfriend. Y/N has kids and is very much in love with the dead guy who isn’t yo-”

“Why the fuck are you all getting up my ass when its about Y/N?” he suddenly cuts his brother off, eyes narrowed and jaw clenched, “It's been that way since you met her eight years ago. Just tell me that you didn’t like her from the start. You didn’t like her because she was different.”

“I didn’t like her because she wasn’t good for you.” the grey-haired twin barked back in reply, “In case ya don’t remember, You were a fucking mess after she left, Atsumu. You were almost not able to make it into the jackals because of what she did!”

Osamu wasn’t calling him by his nickname anymore, it seemed that the weight of the situation was too serious for him.

“Well, I’m here now aren’t I?”

“And you’re getting involved with her again. Can’t you give it a fucking rest already?” 

“No.”

“Miya Atsumu.” He glowered, grabbing his brother by the collar of his jersey, “Don’t throw a good woman and your career away for someone like her.”

“I’m not throwing shit, ‘samu.” He hissed, slapping his hand away but before he could walk out, the younger twin grabs him and yanks him back, swinging a fist right at his face. The team members of the black jackals are immediately thrown into panic and chaos with what’s happening. Hinata and Bokuto grabs onto Osamu restraining him from damaging the setter even more while Shion and Meian hold back the blonde setter from throwing a punch, “Stop acting like a fuckin’ brat, ‘tsumu.” The twin yelled while Atsumu flipped him off with a middle finger, clearly showing no signs of restraint. 

Sakusa remains far from them and snorts underneath his breath, completely indifferent,  “Fuckin’ idiots.”

The twins end up at the infirmary right after, Atsumu lets out a heavy sigh as he recalls the feeling of his brothers fist. They’ve never fought this bad since high school and Osamu was never one to be triggered easily.

This just showed how grave the situation was.

A curtain separates them both as they lay on their separate beds, “You’re stupid, ‘tsumu.” Osamu calls out his twin as he lays on the bed of the infirmary, a patch on his forehead and a bandaged hand. Atsumu, on the other hand, has a busted lip and swollen cheek.

“I’m not fucking five, ‘samu and whatever you saw in that picture wasn’t what it looked like.”

“But you still love her very much.” 

Silence ensued between the pair and Osamu breaks it off with a long sigh, “Ya gonna be some scrub that chases after her again or something? Break off with your girlfriend right now who looks and acts better than her-”

“Stop.” Atsumu cuts his brother off, sitting up to open the curtain to face him head on, “so, so what if I still like her? So what if I want to break off with Riku and be with her and try to take that bastards place?”

“Yer outta your mind.”

“It’s my fuckin’ life.”

“It is but I’m not watching you throw yourself away for that woman.” Osamu paused, “Just what the fuck do you see in her? She feels nothing for ya, even when you dated-”

“Now that’s a fucking lie.” Atsumu defended you, eyes glowering right at his twin, “You didn’t see how Y/N would take care of me whenever we were alone. You don’t see how selfless she was most of the time and how she doesn’t expect me to be some character that everyone expects, shit,  you don’t even see how she’d patiently sit down and just listen me babble off about how bad my day was when I didn’t even know she was from a fucking bad family with a bad life back then!”

Atsumu is panting from that long explanation and he’s shaking because why couldn’t they see it? Why couldn’t they see how much you tried back then? How relationships were so out of your comfort zone but you force yourself to try it because he asked you too. He feels sick, he feels sick that they couldn’t see. That they could only see the tip of the iceberg.

“Yet she doesn’t feel the same for you.” Osamu points out,  “Not anymore. So stop clinging onto her with those past memories of yours and move on, ‘tsumu. Fuckin’ suck it up, life isn’t fair.”

“Nope, don’t wanna.”

“ ‘tsumu-”

“I-I’m breaking up with Riku. I want Y/N back in my life, I want her. I-I’ve never wanted anything so badly since volleyball, ‘samu. If I have to wait again, shit, I-I don’t fucking mind.”

Osamu sees the glint of conviction in his eyes and lets out another hefty sigh, god, he feels like he’s aging faster because of his twin, “I know you won’t listen to me.” he settled, he knew that if Atsumu wanted something, he wouldn’t stop until he got it, “Just know that I fucking told you so.”

You’re wary.

After that little stint your mother had pulled, she kept calling you and bothering you. It also didn’t help that you ended up on tabloids because someone had caught wind of that little moment you and Atsumu had. If it weren’t for your kids' over-excitement on Atsumu’s promise, you wouldn’t be here, “...Y/N-san? Are you alright?” Sugawara asks, tilting his head in curiosity as you enter the arena.

Some people seemed to have recognized you and the kids that you had to hold onto them tightly in case anyone did try to approach you.

“I’m good.” 

“Kaasan, kaasan, I saw a super big picture of Hinata-san!” Youta called out, pointing at a rather big banner of the orange-haired blocker.

“I think I saw Kageyama-san buying milk, can I follow him, kaasan?” Yuuto adds, blinking innocently as he looked at one of the stalls.

Sugawara is absolutely in awe by your calmness in this situation, he knows that you’re probably feeling far from alright after all those gossip articles came out. Atsumu, of course, tries to lessen your burden by letting out a public statement that you were his good friend back in college but it didn’t really help since someone tweeted a picture of the both of you back in college with the caption that you were exes.

“Could you do me a favor, Sugawara-san?” you turn to the man, “Do you mind switching seats with me? Stay with the boys in front while I just stay at your seat?”

“Sure but wouldn’t Atsumu be-”

“Please.” You frowned, giving your ticket to him, “I’ll take the kids right after the match.”

The boys looked at you in complete wonderment when you didn’t follow them to the front row. You maintained a good distance as the game started, the players being introduced on the big screen. Your eyes narrow when Atsumu gets out of the dugout and gazes at your kids in confusion then around the crowd as if he was looking for someone.

“Don’t be silly.What feelings would there be but hatred?”

“It’s anything but that, L/N-san.” 

You felt your fists clench as soon as the game started, you wanted to direct your focus to the game but Inunaki’s words kept bothering you and pestering you throughout the whole thing. Why did Atsumu like doing this to himself? Was this some sort of premonition? Were you going to have to tell him?

What if it ended up like your parents?

Would your kids end up like you?

Cold, untrusting, and anxious?

Would you end up like your mother?

A borderline alcoholic, desperate for a man’s love?

Would Atsumu wake up and realize one day that this was all a mistake and call you one too? Blaming you for every single bad thing in his life?

You held your doll tightly on your hands as you held your breath behind the pillar, you had just come home from Daiki’s house as you heard the loud voices of your parents arguing again. For the past years, it seemed to have worsened and you spent more time around your friend’s house rather than this cold and big empty place you called home.

“...are you doing? It's the middle of the day! Stop drinking!” you hear your father bellow.

“What’s it to you? Shouldn’t you be around with that young woman? That whore you proudly call your business associate?” 

You flinch as you hear those harsh words and the sound of a bottle breaking, it seemed like the argument was particularly bad today. You shakily make your way up to your room, wanting to avoid this ordeal and skip dinner but fate wasn’t on your side today. 

Despite your light footsteps, they seem to have noticed your presence.

Your father’s eyes soften just a bit while your mother’s remain cold. As much as possible, you grew up wanting to avoid those scary and expressionless eyes. At the young age of five, you feared your mother and loathed your father at the same time but that didn’t stop the fleeting feeling of wanting them to change. Wanting to feel the warmth and youth that every child craved for.

You suck in a deep breath, “I-I’m home, okaasan, otosan.”

“You’re always out these days, Y/N.” her voice is cold, far from the warmth that a mother should have.

“I-I was out with Daiki.”

“With that boy again?” a frown immediately paints her features, a small tsk under her breath to signal how disappointed she was of you yet again, “Aren’t you supposed to be studying? You said you wanted to skip a grade this year.”

“I-I am.” you replied, “B-but Daiki-”

“All you need to do is study and get good grades, Y/N.” she cuts you off, walking close to you, the smell of alcohol growing stronger, “Is that something too hard to do? Are you being ungrateful now?”

You turn to your father for help but he remains unmoved, was he really going to watch your mother do this to you? You hold onto your doll tightly, trying to control yourself. You shouldn’t cry, especially not in front of them. 

“N-No, okaasan…”

“Then why are you crying, Y/N?”

Your eyes widen as you feel the wet substance flowing down. No, no-

“Answer me.” she repeats, you feel the tears flowing down faster, “Why are you crying, Y/N? Are you feeling ungrateful? Is that how it is-”

“(M/N) That’s enough!” Your father finally says but your mother continues to ignore your father.

“Don’t you think we should tell her that she shouldn’t feel sad?” she expressed, telling your father as if you weren’t standing there, “After all, we didn’t have her aborted, she should be grateful we let her live well with three meals a day and expensive clothes and belongings. Even if she was a mistake.”

You're shaking so hard at the moment, you didn’t like where this was going at all. Your father can’t respond to your mother’s blank tone, did he agree too? Were you, were you really just a mistake? Countless questions flooded your head as she walked close to you, her cold presence looming over you even more so today. With the same blank and expressionless tone, she says, "if you probably hadn't been born, we would've been happier. We'd have better lives, Y/N. So don't go around and cry and think you got it bad, you hear me? Your sadness is nothing compared to ours. It's nothing, Y/N. So stop being ungrateful."

You watch as the game comes to an end. You had zone out for the most part, the fleeting memory of your past and your anxiety bubbling up couldn’t keep you still. You texted Sugawara that you’d meet him and the boys at the front.

You were about to leave your seat when you saw the blonde approach the kids after the game, ruffling their hairs and pinching their cheeks with a huge smile. Why couldn’t you be as open as Atsumu? Why couldn’t you express yourself well? 

You shut your eyes tight and turn to the exit, right, you were a coward. You didn’t face things like this head-on, you ran from them because in all your life, the only thing you knew was fear from people you expected love from.

“Y/N…” 

You turn to find Atsumu standing there, still in his jersey and a towel hung on his shoulder like he had just ran out to chase you. Where was Sugawara and the kids? Why weren’t they here yet? What is he even doing here? You grab his wrist and immediately pull him towards a private area.

“Are you out of your mind? What are you doing? You have a girlfrie-”

“We broke up.” he cuts you off.

“W-what?” 

“We broke up.” He repeats, “I couldn’t stay with her anymore, Y/N.”

You clenched your fists, what was he even thinking? Wouldn’t the rumors worsen if he broke up with her now?

“I-I can’t let you go again.” Atsumu confessed, throwing all his pride out the window again for you because damn it all, you are worth it,  “I can’t keep pretending that I’ve moved on when I’m clearly hung up on you.”

“What are you doing?” You spat, anger slowly creeping in, all the pent up emotion towards him being released, “Why would you do that?”

Atsumu notices the change of emotion, you’re getting angry. It’s a complete contrast to what he was expecting, he’d expect the calm and cool exterior, even expected you to cooly reject him like the past but this, this was new, “Why can’t I?”

“Are you out of your mind?” You exclaimed, “I left you! I have kids from another man-”

“So?” He asks, walking closer to you. The familiar smell of perfume and sweat invaded your senses, something you were accustomed to when you were dating him back then. He traps you between the wall and him. You can see the busted lip, what happened to him? Did he got into a fight? You feel like your mind was turning blank by the sudden events. You want to say something, anything but he’s rendering you speechless again, “What if I tell you I don’t care? What if I tell you that I still feel the same even after all this time?”

“Y-You're insane...I-I’m in love with someone else-” you tried to lie but you remember this is Miya Atsumu, he doesn’t give two shits and was willing to work as hard as he could to get what he wanted.

“Y/N, your kids told me that the bastard left. Why didn’t you tell me?” he cuts you off, this time, his voice seemed disappointed and angry yet you didn't know if it was towards you.

“W-what would you have done then?”

“If you’d come back to me then,” he paused, voice turning soft, “I would’ve helped you. I would’ve been there to stand in as a father if you even needed one.”

You’re trembling at his confession, were those words really from the heart? 

“Y/N, I don’t know what happened between you and that guy.” he laughs, he didn’t expect it to be like this, that even after six years he’d still be pinning over the same woman who repeatedly broke his heart, “I don’t know what happened between you and your fucked-up family. All I do know is that I’m still in love with you and I’m willing to wait here until you’re ready. I won’t ever leave, Y/N. I-I don’t think I ever will.”

“You’re crazy.” You shakily point out, you’re in a fit of rage. You’re angry at him, you’re angry that he still lowers himself to you when he could do so much better, you’re angry that he still feels the same after all the shit you put him through, most of all, you’re angry at yourself because you couldn’t own up and tell him about everything.

Atsumu slowly holds up his hands, wanting to cup your cheeks but it is immediately swatted away. He notices that you’re trembling now, your facade, slowly crumbling.

“What made you think that I’d come back to you?” Your voice was trying to maintain it’s cold and emptiness tone yet your eyes showed the complete opposite, “Please be selfish for once, Miya-san. Just because you give your all to me, does not mean I’ll return it. I hope I really don’t see you again.”

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Was c!Wilbur worse than c!Dream? c!Wilbur, Conflict, & Manipulation

I made a thread responding to this tweet about how people have begun to paint Wilbur’s early actions in terms of his actions during Pogtopia. 

The original tweet:

/rp /dsmp can we talk abt how wilbur was literally the absolute worst and we all just let it slide because “ghostbur cute ah hah ” like. holy shit he is arguably worse than dream in terms of manipulation and deserves that prison just as much and yall just forgot abt it

My response:

I think people need to realize that in the Dream SMP canon, Tommy and Tubbo pretty much view Wilbur as 2-3 different people. And I don't mean Ghostbur and Alivebur. Tommy and Tubbo still truly admire and miss the "old Wilbur" - he was their friend and hero.

The "Old Wilbur" led the boys against Dream and his words ("SUCK IT GREEN BOY") are literally their driving motivation in the disc war finale. The "Old Wilbur" acted tough and said "Revolution or death" but when they all died in the control room & when Tommy decided to duel Dream, Wilbur was SCARED for them and immediately wanted to end the revolution so that they'd be safe. 

The "Old Wilbur" was a leader who just wanted to lead a peaceful nation using words rather than violence, who only made Tommy his right-hand man when Tommy learned that he shouldn't continue a cycle of griefing and violence against Dream (i.e., Dream griefed Tommy's house but Tommy shouldn't grief Dream's). I think Niki and Fundy feel the same way in that they miss the man Wilbur USED to be.

I would argue, quite controversially, that people overestimate the extent to which Wilbur manipulated Tommy. Wilbur did not want to go to war against Dream. Dream is the one who declared war, and Wilbur was the one who wanted to end the war the minute that they died in the control room and their safety was under threat. Before Pogtopia, Wilbur and Tommy were pretty much brothers. 

But when Wilbur lost the election, that's when he started to lose everything and distrust everyone around him. I absolutely see Wilbur's "are we the bad guys" speech as Wilbur manipulating Tommy to get him onto his side, because at that point Wilbur felt that the only person he could rely on was Tommy. Everyone else (in his mind) was either -

1) Secretly betraying him/had betrayed him (Tubbo, Quackity, Niki, Fundy) or  2) Using him (Dream, Techno). 

I do think near the end, though, that Wilbur let go of Tommy & stopped caring about getting him on his side. He had decided on going out alone to do what "needed" to be done.

In summary: I hate when people use the drug van & the war as evidence of Wilbur manipulating Tommy. The drug van is literally a meme and they both were having fun with it. Tommy was literally fighting wars BEFORE WILBUR WAS ON THE SERVER. And Wilbur did not want a war.

So it makes sense why some characters - Tommy & Tubbo for the most part - view Wilbur as a heroic sort of figure, because they miss the Wilbur he "used" to be. They don't want to remember what Wilbur became as power corrupted him, from the election to Nov 16. But pretty much all the other characters hate Wilbur lmao they don't even remember his history! He's a villain! They call him crazy and bad! Tommy is scared to bring Wilbur back because he might get the “other Wilbur” who “turned” bad!

They responded with a great point about Wilbur shaping the perception of Dream as a villain: 

i think tho that wilbur had a real hand in shaping the way dream was perceived, like, forever. wilbur painted dream as a villain from l’manburg’s birth and dream just. embraced it lol. wilbur def started to change around the election arc tho. 

i think he got paranoid that his position of power would be questioned and instead of staying calm he rushed to strengthen his claim to rule by holding an election. he immediately went wrong tho because the moment he rigged it, his claim that l’manburg was a “people’s nation” seemed disingenuous and effectively delegitimized the foundation l’manburg was built on, which was freedom. i think that’s when the “old wilbur” began to kinda. crack.

And my response: 

People really miss the mark on L'Manburg's founding. They often see that as Wilbur manipulating Tommy from the start & casting Dream as a villain unjustifiably, when in reality it's more complicated. People act like Wilbur & Tommy wanting to claim a few 100 blocks as their own was reason for Dream to declare war (against a country that didn't even wear armor or use weapons in its walls) and Wilbur himself had quite mixed feelings about Dream (he literally said after they won independence that he could get used to living alongside Dream as an independent country & that he hated Eret more than Dream lol). 

It's only when Wilbur saw that he had no power that he started emphasizing the country's anti-Dream rhetoric to try and win votes. 

I feel like people forget that *Tommy* villainized Dream from the beginning, before Wilbur was even on the server, while Wilbur had much more mixed emotions & motivations towards Dream.

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Lead Singer! Tamaki Amajiki with tattoo artist & lead guitarist S/O || MHA

Genre: Rock Star AU || Fluff || Self-Indulgent angst ||

⚠️ Warnings: Drug Use || Nsfw || Orgy || Mommy kink? ||

Words: 2k+

A/N: very self indulgent bc i love rockstar aus i’ve never seen one of tamaki so here it is! 

Gender Neutral Reader

Dude, don’t even get me started

HE SINGS LIKE JESSE THE GUY WHO SING SWEATHER WEATHER AND DADDY ISSUES

Can you imagine his singing devils advocate, holy shit he’d look so good MA’AM PLEASE

YOU CANNOT TELL ME THAT HE WOULDN’T DRESS LIKE HARRY STYLES 

He’s still shy and still has stage fright the first few times but your his lead guitar player (dated before the band was together)

Mirio is on the drums while Nejire is the bass player

It’s so hard not to pounce on him once he gets into his music like wow 

ESPECIALLY IF HE SUNG DEVILS ADVOCATE

You guys wear a matching matte black rings and people assume you’re married, y’all never say no so you’re gonna let people assume bc you’re fine with it.

You used to be a tattoo artist so many tattoos Tamaki has or will have, it’s done by you, he won’t want 

After every set he’ll either kiss you or your hand, it just depends if you go straight into the next set or not

He sings pretty boy dedicated to you bc if it where all to end, he’d be okay if it was by your side

The fans either ship you or they don’t 

It’s a little hard thinking that people don’t think you’re a good match but Tamaki always says that you’re his angel and he’d never fall in love with anyone else bc you’re his soulmate 

Some fans ship him with mirio and they both think its funny bc they’ve been best friends since they where kids so they don’t have a problem

But Tamaki does not, DOES NOT like it when they ship him with Nejire. Not that he doesn’t like her bc she, along with mirio, got him out of his comfort zone a lot (in a good way). 

He sees the way you’re smile fades when you see a post about their ship, people saying that they look good and all. It’s gotten to a point of wanting to break up with Tamaki just to make a handfull of fans happy

You’d do anything for his music to rise up the ranks, even if it meant losing your relationship

You’ve gone to mirio sobbing about this, it kinda hurt Tamaki that you didn’t go to him but you just couldn’t face him without the reminder of those stupid post

There was one day where a post said “look at the way he looks at her, he looks at her like he’s in love with her.” You looked at the picture for a long time and didn’t even realize the water works

You didn’t really mention it to anybody but when tamaki sang pretty boy, everyone could tell that it had a different feel to it

the set was over and before tamaki could look at you, you had already gone off the stage and ran towards the back locking yourself into the bathroom and kinda just letting it all out

god you hated this feeling, the ache in your chest 

Tamaki basically broke into the bathroom and froze when he saw you crying. He was so worry and so angry at the same time.

You both ended up crying on the bathroom floor together proclaiming your love for each other in such a snotty mess that it ended in laughter.

After that incident there was a long thread tweet of Tamaki explaining politely why he doesn’t like when people ship him with someone else other than his s/o or mirio (bc you don’t mind it either) people could tell that he was angry through the tweet and it was a lil scary bc tamaki DOES NOT GET ANGRY 

anygays- angst is over, sorry very self-indulgent. 

YOU CANNOT TELL ME THIS MAN DOESN’T SMOKE DUE TO ANXIETY 

You guys have 21+ concerts bc it’s those type of concerts where u can smoke weed legally and drink

SHOT GUN SMOKE WITH TAMAKI HOT HOT HOT

Tamaki’s a lil high so he does it with mirio too and u end up doing it with nejire (your relationship def gets a lot better after the whole shipping situation bc yall talk about it and nejire ends up outing herself to you guys as a lesbian)

so if you’re a girl, Tamaki will def. tell her to watch herself when it comes to his girl but if you’re a dude- you guys are like oh... cool, good for you.

MMM  tourbus sex

YOU CANNOT TELL ME THAT AS A BAND YALL DIDN’T DO SOMETHING TOGETHER

you don’t Nejire anywhere near Tamaki tho, def a small cat fight while it happens 

TAMAKI GOT REALLY JELOUS WHEN MIRIO KISSED YOU OH MAN

Tamaki def fucked you several times while Mirio was listening bc TAMAKI WANTS HIM TOO KNOW WHO YOU BELONG TOO (cannon amajiki is a bottom and probably a pillow prince but fannon tamaki is a switch but in my head in this au TAMAKI IS A HARDCORE TOP)

Several occasions where you have to sit down during concerts bc tamaki ruined you minutes beforehand

FOR A FUCKING FACT yall do it in the dressing room and he just cums inside you and slips you’re underwear back on minutes before set AND U HAVE NO TIME TO CLEAN YOURSELF SO YOU’RE LIKE FUCK

mmm i love me some dom tamaki

Okay lets get to award shows

B E S T D R E S S E D C O U P L E A W A R D 

its something like this:  female / male

if y’all win something tamaki will NOT speak, way too many people are looking at him at the moment and he almost died during the pictures. 

“some many flashing cameras”

holds your hand tighter and y’all ask to get escorted out 

If y’all live together like only you and him, you’re house def is the definition of dark decor

if you guys every do get married, you aren’t getting a live band, everyone thought you did but it turns out it’s you guys in wedding attire- they love it.

Also very small wedding, somehow able to hide it from the pap and its like 50 people or so, mostly friends and like 1/3 family

100% LIKE PEWDIEPIES WEDDING. very very private but very nature/dark decor 

do y’all get wedding tattoos. yes. but not matching, not really.

do y’all tattoo each-other at the wedding... yes.

on your ring finger you have a sun and he has the moon.

you are the light that guides his threw the darkness  and he is your sun, always lighting up your life you know bc the sun lights up the moon

y’all just love eachother sorry

you don’t break up and y’all don’t expect to

BABIES Fem version

do you still play while pregnant yes

are people surprised, yell yeah

you gotta sit down tho bc your feet are killing you 

around the 6 to 9 month mark, the band goes on a break tamaki ends up going solo for a bit during the break and he makes you sing with him AND WOW do you get a larger fanbase bc of it. yes

angelic voice of a pregnant mother

it made tamaki horny, like how the fuck are are you so fucking great at fucking everything please let me fuck you god please

will whine, WILL CALL YOU MOMMY god yes

BABIES Male version.

Yall really wanted to adopt w one baby but the baby you liked had a twin so youre like HOW CAN U TAKE ONE AND NOT THE OTHER

they are twins but ones a boy and one is a girl

god you love them with all your heart

BABIES IN GENERAL (fem version yall have twins too, boy and girl)

they grow up to be band geeks, yall love it but your boy learns piano and the girl ends up playing the guitar (def not the outcome you guys thought it would be but you really dont care)

Let set names Mizuki for a girl, Haru for a boy. (legit beautiful moon and the sun)

Mizuki is very alternative meets fairy academia/ loves plants. probably a baby witch: has the same attitude as Tamaki

Haru is Dark Academia meets city pop / loves record, old gadgets and reading books: very much more like their other parent 

If y’all ever retire to just making music at home the kids are def. gonna take the band name and just put “The new gen” after it. You guys make fun of them for being unoriginal and they get pouty 

but they had you guys crying the first time they got a gig. they both sing, make music like billie and finneas and y’all just so proud. 

when you guys start getting older they will take you to award shows as their date to flex the fact that they are gen celebs who actually made something off of their parent success unlike some people

y’all just flex you’re kid bc they doing so well

just for shits and giggles (kids are like 22 at this point, you guys are like 46) :

Haru would probably get a girl pregnant during a one night stand and end up in a baby daddy situation

Mizuki probably steals Tamakis weeb and smokes it w lavander, you catch her and you’re like.... is it good? mother/father daughter smoke sesh

Haru is like “where’s mom, i need her to run by some notes- are you guys smoking? I’m telling dad.”

“It’s not like you’re dad doesn’t smoke either.” 

Haru and Mizuki are like “WHAT?! SINCE WHEN?!” 

“Since always... how’d you think he got over his stage fright? It’s not like i could go down on you’re dad every time before a concert to lift his nerves.”

Fake gagging from the two kids. 

You guys a def the parents who kinda don’t care about your image but you don’t let your kids go off easy

They are good kids who kept good grades and never got caught while doing trouble- so they are well respected and have liberty to do what they like.

There ends up being an article about your family and the cover is you guys- all of you with your nails painted and eyemakeup

very very controversial interview with strict and non liberals calling you guys bad parents and such

and you guys also talked about the topic about how you cared for your children. explaining that you guys stopped smoking, stopped drinking, kept a healty diet until they where 15. once they became 18 it was a very open enviroment, letting your kids grow the way they want and not suffocating them. not shoving down their beliefs and likes- they grew up the way they wanted to with the care of their parents.

parents kinda hate you ngl, yall too great sksksksk

yall also play the game where they ask you questions and if you don’t answer you have to take a shot

Mizuki: “Oh ew, please don’t answer this question... Have you ever had- *clears throat* have you guys ever had sex while we where in the house

Tamaki gets all red and shoves a shot down your throat and now you don’t get to answer “But I wanted to answer!” Haru is cringing hard and he takes a shot himself “You guys are gross”

Haru asks a question and just HATES IT “Oh god... Okay- Only because I wanna know I’m asking parent number 2 (you’re parent #2) Is the rumor of you guys doing the dirty with your band true. Did you guys have an orgy.”

You start to laugh your ass off but Mizuki and Tamaki are looking at eachother bc they cant believe they’ve done this Haru def is out of his shy bubble and now Mizuki has it

“You want a shot papa?” She asked tamaki, he just nodds and she fills it to the brim, “I think thats enough.” But before he’s able to reach for it, She shoots it down and put another one full for him

“Oh yeah, that’s true. Kinda i guess, it wasn’t really an orgy- It was more like two couples doing it in the same room while doing it but you’re uncle mirio did kiss me.”

Kids: Forever gagging

Tamaki: Forever blushing

You: Ah sweet memories :)

Request are open! You can request anyone from My Hero Academia (low key wont write for tsu or uraraka. Will not write for mineta), Haikyuu, Attack on Titan or Balance Unlimited!

[akvtsuki-ari]

Saccharine

Warnings: smut! fingering, crying, penetration/creampie, unprotected sex

Length: 4k 

Authors note: i truly do not have words or explanation for this fic lol its loosely based off of real life events and this tweet. also the 90′s RnB song is So Into You by Tamia. either way hope yall enjoy! 

Summary: Luke think you’re the cutest person in the world and it makes him wanna fuck the shit out of you. 

Luke Alvez is an asshole. 

Don’t let his charming smile and puppy-dog existence fool you. He’s an asshole, a complete dick and his entire persona demands to be fought.

Why? 

It’s a bit of a hefty explanation but for the last maybe week or so, Luke Alvez has managed to figure out the fact that you’re actually kinda easy to embarrass. He wouldn’t really peg you for the type since you work together and in the field - well, you’re someone who always stands your ground. No matter the unsub, the stakes, the risks - you stood tall against everything and it was hard to shake your existence. 

It was actually rather admirable to Luke. It was what attracted him to you in the first place, because despite all that you were always watching over everyone, always showing him genuine thought and care when a case was hard on him and giving him solid advice. Luke liked you for a lot of reasons, but your unwavering sense of reliability was a huge, towering factor and he can’t say that part of you had changed that much. You were so dependable and steady - when the two of you started dating, and he saw such a different side of you - he could feel his heart collapse. 

It was so goddamn cute. It borderline frustrated him how cute you were being and you had no idea. Luke’s a gentleman by nature, he figures. It was how he was raised, always wanting to respect women and be chivalrous, but it was clear early on that that wasn’t something you were all that used to. When he asked you about it, you clarified. 

 “I mean, I’ve been in relationships before and it’s nice when guys do it for me, but you’re different,’ you explain carefully, blushing painted on your cheeks. 

“Different?,” his voice laced with genuine, bright-eyed curiousity. 

“It makes me feel really happy when you do it, if that makes sense. Like I’m special, and you’re not doing it just because that's just what guys are supposed to do. I like that you’re just nice,” you sat slowly. Luke couldn’t help the grin on his face and you flush, covering your face with your hands. 

“That sounds stupid, I’m sorry,” you say, groaning at your own existence. Luke watches the way your hair falls over your hands and can’t help the way his heart soars through his chest. He wraps his arms around your waist and hugs you tight, picking you up and spinning you around. You let out a fit of giggles and Luke struggles not to do anything more. 

He couldn’t get over how fucking adorable it was. You’d been dating for nearly a year and it never changed about you - your genuine suprise at his romance and affection for you made his heart absolutely scream. If someone mentioned you, he’d smile till his face hurt and every time you did anything unintentionally adorable it left Lukes mind racing. It was different things that got him every time. When you first started dating and you cooked him a bunch of healthy meals to make sure he ate well while you were visiting home. You falling asleep with Roxy in his bed, or leaving a bunch of sweet-smelling shower products over at his house. Nothing was ever a big deal to you, you just did what you did because you were you and Luke was so wholly in love with it. 

One time, in particular, stands out to him. It was 2am and Luke was coming home from some paperwork - you ended up leaving early cause you’re a lot better on that stuff than he is. When he comes he finds his dim lights turned on, you dancing to 90’s RnB in the kitchen while making breakfast. You were wearing his tshirts, Roxy playfully running around your feet as you did. You were completely in the moment, too concerned with the music to notice him so close by. 

“I really like what you’ve done to me, I can’t really explain it, I am so into you ~ ,” your voice is soft and sweet as you sing the melody, flipping pancakes and being in your element. Luke was in love, so damn deep in it. He came up behind you to give you a tight hug and you yelp a little before you relax. 

But that was then, and this was now. Closing in on a year, and Luke just couldn’t really help himself but to tease you and elicit that adorable reaction at absolutely any chance he had. Every time he saw you, he just needed to get that teeny adorable reaction out of you. 

But - it was masochistic because Luke knew that he wanted something more, wanted to frustrate you more out of something a lot less wholesome than careful affection. He knew that the teasing had much greater stakes in his favor that would result in a shower and 15 minutes with his hands wrapped around his dick trying to get the image of you falling apart for him out of his mind. 

It wasn’t like the two of you hadn’t had sex before - you did and it was fantastic. You were attentive, and good in bed. He didn’t have any problems with your sex life for the most part but - 

It’s genuinely hard to explain. He just wants to touch you and be the only person to make you feel how he can make you feel. Maybe it was kinda selfish but it was growing on him day to day and teasing you relentlessly was his only outlet. 

You were easily embarrassed just as you were easily frustrated. Luke's teasing was only growing and while you know it was never meant to be mean, it was starting to make you frustrated. You weren’t genuinely angry or anything, but it was goddamn frustrating to be easily embarrassed especially randomly during the work-day and you were going to put your foot down damn it. 

It was the end of a case, and everyone was packing up to get back onto the jet. Luke saw you struggling to reach something on a top shelf close - it looked like your coffee mug. You assume Spencer had put it up while cleaning and now you were here, feeling your shirt ride up as you stretched yourself up trying to get that damned mug. 

Luke saw you and laughed, and with great purpose takes his hand around your waist and pulls you down. You huff, then blush and look away as you feel his chest pressed against your back - picking the mug up with ease. 

“Damn it, Luke,” you sigh frustrated. He looks at you as you turn to him and smiles charmingly, 

“What's with you lately? Huh? You’re so mean to me,” you pout, not angry but frustrated. Luke sense your genuine upset and pouts back. 

“Aww what?,” he respond

“What’re you being so mean for huh? It seems like you have something you’re hiding,” you joke. But Luke's expression changes and you falter - watching the way he swallows and looks at you, eyes dark. 

“Hey,” you say, pressing your hand against his cheek. His eyes flutter to you, mind suddenly swimming with something as dangerous as thought and fantasies and he doesn’t seem to be able to breathe. 

“Sorry, we can talk at home,” the words escape him faster than he can stop them and you smile, getting on your tip-toes to give him a kiss and patting his chest adoringly. Luke smiles and watches you head out, following in suit. 

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The plane ride and drive home were normal. Idle chatter and soft touches as usual. Luke ended up falling asleep in your arms on the plane and the team took a rather cute picture of you running your fingers through his hair. 

But now the two of you were alone, in your shared apartment. You were half undressed wearing a dress shirt and no pants, and Luke was changed into a t-shirt and sweats. You pour yourself some white wine and pour Luke some scotch before handing him a glass. You sit next to him on the couch, knees pulled up underneath you as you sit, wine glass in hand. 

“What’d you wanna talk about?,” you ask, taking a sip. Luke does the same and sighs, swishing the alcohol in his glass. 

“Ah, it’s nothing important babe,” he says mildly. You look at him suspiciously, earning him a laugh. You stretch your legs to be on his lap and he puts a hand on your outer thigh, rubbing circles into it. You felt yourself flush and Luke smiles, laughing quietly.

“From the way you looked earlier, it was definitely something. Whatever it is, I won’t judge you - just wanna make sure everything is okay, you know?,” your tone is warm and gentle. Luke can’t help but sigh, ready to succumb to your affection much quicker than he wanted to admit, you smile at him genuinely and it makes his heart twitch. 

“It’s honestly just too embarrassing,” he laughs. You frown at him and readjust. He’s joking but there's some honesty in there too. You sigh. 

“Try me,” 

You’re looking at him intently and it makes Luke nervous. He coughs a little bit, suddenly noticing how cute you look like this and he shakes his head. 

“You wanted to know why I was teasing you so much, right?,” he asks. You nod. 

“Well, honestly - I can’t really help myself. It’s the little things you do, you make me feel like a teenager in high school,” his laugh is bright, yet fond. You scrunch your face up and blush and Luke looks to you. 

“See what I mean? You’re adorable, really,” he makes a point out of your reaction but you just shake your head in embarrassment. He smiles, leaning over to press a kiss on your forehead. 

“You’re annoying with how cute you are, man. It gets a little in my head you know?” he tries to say the thing, without saying the thing. It makes you realize what this could be about but you try and dismiss the thought quickly. 

Curiosity killed the cat though, and you were the cat it seems. 

“You couldn’t mean... that, could you?,” you say slowly. You look at Luke and he gives you a sheepish smile. You hit his shoulder, only to hide your face in it seconds afterward. He can’t say he doesn’t get it, he can see how you might be embarrassed about your adorable antics turning him on.

“That’s embarrassing,” you whine out. Luke laughs heartily, and rubs your back as you cling onto him, shy as ever. He ignores the way his dick twitches when you do. 

“But wait,” you pull back from his side, and look up at him curiously. He was seriously going to die. 

“I mean it’s embarrassing but if you just want to have sex than that’s nothing to be embarrassed about, so it’s something else isn’t it. What is it?,” you repeat the question to him softly as you pull closer to him. You look at him, exploring his features, noticing his lips, and the scruff of his beard, and his eyebrows. You’re not really looking for anything in particular, rather you’re just looking at him because you like to. You stare at his lips for a while because you think they’re pretty, and Luke can’t really hold back when you do.  

He leans when he kisses you, his grip around your thighs just a little bit tighter. The kiss is slow, mouth subtly giving Luke more room. You can feel the way his tongue nips at yours, pulling back from soft pecks that slowly turn to something more than just a kiss. You whine when he kisses you like that, the way he pulls off soft and slow just to look at you. You feel inebriated when he pulls back, unsure of a time he’s kissed you in such a way. Your face must’ve been one of shock, because when you pull back, Luke chuckles. He can’t help himself. 

“Sorry,” he apologizes but he doesn’t mean it. You take the scotch out of his hand and set it next to your wine glass before you throw your legs on the other side of his and straddle him. You look to him, face hot and thighs just itching to tighten against one another but you hold out. 

He takes you in when you sit on his lap like that. His hand aimlessly grazing your waist as you put your hands on top of his, as if to let him know you were attuned to his action. You always did so, even if it was momentarily. Your face was red at the way he touched, looked at you, - adored you really. His eyes were fixated on the spot between your legs, hands dangerously close to your backside. You cover your eyes with your sleeve when he does, and he smiles. He kisses your collarbones, teeth grazing the spot of skin slightly as ever and you whimper. A groan escapes Luke's throat and your eyes shoot open to look at him

You expect to see something that resembles that cheesy, shy smile that he normally has but you don’t. Instead, you’re greeted with eyes glazed over in lust and depravity. Unexpected is the understatement of the year and you fold under the weight of it. The way he’s so still in watching you, taking you in - it gives you a sense of how long this must’ve been taking place in his head. You look into his eyes for a second and you can see the way his teeth grit and that makes you pout. He just closes his eyes when you do. 

“You make me crazy, my love,” he laughs. His voice is dark. The tension between you two is tangible and you, unsure of what to say, smile. 

“Sorry,” you say softly. Your fiddle with your hands in your lap, and Luke is at his limit. He moves your hands behind your back, and leans into you. You’re startled but turned on as he whispers to you. 

“Let me show you what it is, yeah?,” Luke's voice has a grip on you that you can’t get rid of. You nod, chewing the inside of your lip and Luke takes a deep breath, taking you in as he lets go of your hands. 

“Take your shirt off for me, okay?,” he asks, voice hoarse. You nod, unbuttoning the top three buttons and revealing tight lace. It was comfortable and expensive and Luke couldn’t keep his eyes off you. Your shirt falls to the floor and Luke doesn’t have patience at this rate so he unclasps your bra too, pretty as it is, letting you slide it off and watching fall to the floor. 

For a second, Luke just looks at you. He notices the curve of your breasts, and how gorgeous they are - how the sheen of sweat and flushed heat makes appearances all over your body and how your thighs seem to squish you sit down on him. He can feel how wet you are through the layer of his sweats and he really can’t seem to do anything but focus. His expression is enough for you to feel the heartbeat in your clit and you whimper. 

Luke's groans and goes into action - recklessly latching his mouth to your neck as his hands explore every part of your body. You moan again, high and whiny - just trying to make sense of the feeling of Luke. He manages to be everywhere all at once, overwhelming all your senses without having to touch you too much at all. His hands explore your skin, rough and calloused serves contrast to yours, soft and supple. His hands grips at your thighs as his mouth works his way down to your nipples, mouth latching onto one as his settle on your hips. He presses you down lightly, and without much consideration you rock yourself against his erection, pressing up against you. You whine - the friction leaving your existence incessantly sensitive. 

Luke is busied by you, his tongue left to flick against your nipples as he goes between brushing them back and forth and sucking them. His hands are focused on getting you to press yourself against him, and his head is insistent on listening to every little whimper that manages to leave your mouth as he does so. You can feel all the spots on your chest covered in hickies - fingertip bruises just above your thighs. 

“Luke,” the whine leaves you unintentionally, your words too out of focus for you to repeat. You’re too focused on the way you need to be touched or fucked or anything, to say anything sensical. You don’t have to speak though, Luke already knows what you need, his hand is immediately at your panties. 

His fingers were careful, two pressed up against your clit - at first, simply brushing against them, eliciting multiple unwavered sighs and whimpers. He speeds his pace up just a little, and you grip onto his shoulder in anticipation, pressing your forehead to his as you take in the feeling of pleasure. 

“It feels so nice,” your voice is carried out and distant, jaw just slightly slack. Eyes fluttering as they looked forward to see Luke, who was carefully watching his own hands work you 

“You’re so wet, fuck,” his voice is hoarse. You nod, chewing your lip. 

“Cause of you,” your voice is worn out and Luke swears he can see god, she’s right there in front of him bringing his whole being closer to heaven. 

“Say that again, please,” he’d beg on his hands and knees to hear that again. Enticing because he knows what you mean. 

He looks up at you, foreheads still touching as you make eye contact with him - your expression painfully far away. You shut them once he hits that speed you like,

“You’re the only person who can get me this wet,” and that's all it takes. Luke's hands go just a little further down, finding your entrance. He runs his fingers across your slit and is greeted with slickness he can’t help but be pleased by. 

One finger first - it goes in ridiculously easily. You can feel it in you but it’s still not enough, you urge Luke with a tug to his shirt and he doesn’t hesitate to push his ring finger inside of you. Before he does anything else, he angles his palm to push against your clit and his fingers to be just a little bit deeper inside you. He curls his fingers tightly, pushing directly against your g-spot. 

The noise you let out is too beautiful for him to comprehend. It was loud and wanton and desperate. It was high-pitched and whiny, and soft and so fucking cute. He couldn’t describe how it got to him even if he tried and he let out a groan from deep in his chest. 

You pull away from him to look at him and he looks back at you. You can feel his fingers curl inside of you so many times over you lost count, the palm of his hand lazily pressing up against your clit. He looked into you, eyes never leaving yours as his fingers worked otherworldly magic in you. 

It felt so fucking good. Bursts and waves of pleasure hitting you at maximum speed, over and over and over, as if today was your last day on earth. Your skin was so hot it could burn someone to touch, and your stomach was tight as you held yourself over Luke, earth-shattering orgasms hitting you wave after wave like it was nothing. Your voice was coarse, screams of Luke's name ripping through you as you try to steady yourself from the unseemly tidal waves of pleasure you happened to be experiencing. Your thighs and core ached from all the tensity, hair sticking to your forehead, all your weight leaning on Lukes. He was breathing so heavy, egging you on softly with praises about how cute you looked like this. Ruined like this just for him. 

Before you can explain, tears form in the corners of your eyes as you look at Luke. He slows down but you shake your head in protest as hot tears spill down your cheeks. Your makeup, already smudged, is ruined but you smile at him. 

“Please don’t stop, I’m okay, it just,” your voice catches in your throat as Luke speeds up again - clearly inclined by your urgency, your fingers wrapped around his wrist. You look into his eyes searching for how to explain yourself but 

“It feels so fucking good, so please keep going,” your voice is exasperated. You plead with him like he wouldn’t give you exactly what you wanted and then some. He doesn’t know what to say so he just grins, kissing tears off of your face.

He knows he should break you off soon, so in one last act of vigor - he curls his fingers inside of you again and rubs his palm against your clit. His speed isn’t faster as much as it is more consistent, slowly picking the pace up as he draws you in closer one more time. He leans his mouth next to your ear, nipping at your neck and jaw before he guides you through your last orgasm. 

“You have me so in my head, baby. Look at you like this, how fucking wet you are for me - I don’t want anybody fucking else to see how cute you are like this,” his words are aggressive but they meaning they carry is loving. Right now all it does is edge you into your orgasm further and your brain is entirely fried. You just nod, mindless, breathless, speechless - simply unable to exist at all as for one last time Luke Alvez makes you cum until you see stars, like the asshole he is. 

You’re still crying when you come down from your high. Luke slips his fingers in your mouth and you clean them off for him obediently before he kisses you. Your eyes are filled to the brim with loving tears and your orgasm was so intense you don’t know what to do. You tell Luke to take off his shirt and he does, laughing. You koala wrap yourself around him and settle into him, so happily exhausted. 

“Baby,” he laughs. You lean back to look at him and furrow your brows. 

“Did you cum yet?,”  you say. Luke laughs sheepishly and shakes his head no.

“Uh, no -  I was just gonna take care of it later -,” Luke gets cut off by the feeling of your hands around his waistband, pulling his pants down. He sucks in a breath between his teeth and looks at you. 

“I know you’re tired Y/N, it’s,” he’s cut off again by you, this time you sloppily place your lips on him as you line his dick up with your entrance. You sink down on him easily and the gasp the leaves his throat makes you giggle. You grind on him for a second, before bouncing up and down on him. You knew he wouldn’t last too long at this rate, and you wanted to get him off. 

“You can cum inside, ‘m on the pill after all,” you say softly. Luke is letting out strings of swear words, as he works his hips up to meet your pace, pounding into you. Luke stretched you out nicely. Normally you two still use a condom for the purposes of safety but you really wanted to feel him inside you. 

You work your teeth along Luke's neck leaving some moderate hickies before he holds your hips up and pounds into you one last time - cumming inside you, your name escaping him like a prayer. 

“God fucking damn, Y/N,” he can't help his shock as he pulls out, and you just giggle. You wrap your arms around him carefully and hug him koala style once more. He places kisses all over your shoulders,  holding you to him and listening to your breathing. The two of you lie there in soft warmth, trying to slow down and relax from your high. 

“You pull back to Luke and look at him so fondly he could melt and he smiles at you. 

“Luke, don’t date anyone else ever,” you say straight-faced. He can’t help the loud laugh that slips and looks at you adoringly. He kisses you sweetly. 

“Never princess. You either, okay?,” he says. You nod, placing kisses all over his bearded face loving, hugging him close. 

“Mhm, okay,”

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[buzzybeesinlove]

Howdy friend! I would’ve come around more often but my phone broke and I just got a new one today. But I’m back baby! So if you want to do a prompt, how about Yang giving Blake a surprise visit for a long distance bees au? Hope you’re doing well!

Hey there! I’m doing alright, I hope you’re doing well and staying safe and healthy as well. It’s all good, I’m glad you were able to get a new phone :) thank you for the prompt, i appreciate it! long distance bees au coming right up, with a bit of a modern twist rather than setting it in remnant, hope that’s okay! it’s a bit lengthy, sorry about that lol.

i want to use my “art” (writing is considered art right?) in a useful way and to bring focus to blm related things, mostly petitions and places to donate to, so i’m going to link a tweet that compiles a long thread of petitions you may not have signed yet, so please sign and share as much as you can yall! 

BLM Related Petitions Thread

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Blake awoke to a rumbling sound in her left ear. She crinkled her forehead in confusion, mind still foggy and eyes still closed. The sound boomed in her ear all of a sudden, and she shot up in her bed, eyes flying open tiredly.

Black grumbled and looked down to her left, her phone placed on her pillow, the speaker being the culprit for blasting whatever the sound was right in to her ear. She sighed and rubbed her ear, before laying back down and reaching for her phone. She blinked at the sudden brightness on her eyes, as her curtains were still drawn and preventing the sunlight from streaming in.

She paused and briefly smiled, eyes roaming the screen.

Yang was snoring.

They must have fallen asleep, as usual, on FaceTime last night. The last thing Blake remembered talking about was how Ruby slammed herself into the door at her new school a week before, apparently because of a little crush she had on one of her friends?

Blake couldn’t blame her for that one.

“Yang.” Blake whispered, soft and gentle. Yang shifted just slightly in her sleep, a snore being cut off briefly, before she settled back again, unmoving. Blake sighed and rolled her eyes, clearing her throat loudly. “Yang!”

“Grapes!”

Yang shot up in her bed, and Blake bit back a laugh at the magnificent bed head she was sporting, golden locks sticking every which way. But, when Yang sat there for a moment to gather her bearings, Blake couldn’t help but giggle at the confused look on her face.

Yang jumped and flicked her eyes over to her phone, her confusion melting away when she saw Blake’s face staring back at her. Yang sighed and rubbed her face, then picked up her phone to level it more with her face. Yang’s smiling face greeted her, and Blake smiled back sleepily, settling under her covers.

“Thanks so much for the wake-up call.” Yang said. Blake hummed and half-shrugged, looking unapologetic

“I tried the nice way.” Blake said innocently, and Yang scoffed playfully, running a hand through her tangled hair and wincing when her fingers got caught for a brief second. “Also, did you just say grapes?

“Just once, I assume.” Yang teased, and Blake smirked at the screen, half-shrugging again. “And yes, as a matter of fact, I did. There’ll be no cursing in my Christian household.” Yang said, causing Blake to burst out laughing into her hand, the dopey grin on Yang’s face and her light giggle fuelling the fire.

Once they both calmed down, Yang sighed, and Blake watched as she stepped off her bed. Yang held her phone with her right hand, aiming it at herself while she opened her curtains, a ray of sunlight filtering through and causing Yang to blink rapidly. Blake watched her silently, heart fluttering at how absolutely adorable Yang was in the morning.

“It’s 8 in the morning here.” Yang stated, her eyes flitting back to her phone. Blake glanced at the clock and bit back a large smile.

“It’s 2 in the afternoon here.”

“Oh my god.”

“Listen, listen. Someone got talking about a very interesting and entertaining story about Ruby last night, might I remind you, and I was very invested.” Blake said, giggling when Yang’s cheeks flushed a shade of pink. “And, besides, I have nowhere to be today. Sun has the shop covered today, so... I’m all yours.” Blake said softly.

Yang paused and stared at her through the screen, and Blake could see the shimmer in her lavender irises, and Blake felt the disappointment creeping up inside of her.

“Baby, I’m so sorry. I forgot I have a really busy day planned for today.” Yang said, guilt-ridden and eyes full of sadness. Blake frowned at her girlfriend, confusion and heartbreak swirling in her stomach.

“Busy with what? And why didn’t you mention it last night?” Blake replied, and Yang blinked, panic swirling in her eyes all of a sudden. Blake shifted and sat up on her bed, reaching over to the wall and flipping her little lamp on, too lazy to get out of bed to open the curtains. It bathed her room in a sheen layer of light, and gave Yang a better view of Blake’s disappointed face.

“I-I... I can’t say, at least not right now. I’m sorry, but I promise I’ll tell you later.” Yang pleaded, the woman moving things around off screen before Blake watched her walk into her bathroom, flicking the light on.

“But I thought we could have a chill day together, you know? Yang, we barely get time together as it is and FaceTime is the only-”

“Yang?”

Yang jumped and whipped her head to her open bathroom door, but she lowered her phone to her thigh when someone entered the bathroom. Blake couldn’t see anything, and Yang’s hand covered the speaker, so audio was muffled, but she was able to hear a few things.

“... Don’t sneak up on me.... What is it?” That was Yang.

“Sorry... Ruby said...”

Blake strained to hear this new voice, who clearly wasn’t Ruby or anyone else she recognised, and her heart clenched when she was able to hear more of the conversation.

“Are you ready...? Oh, I’m so excited to...”

Blake couldn’t catch the rest, and she didn’t hear what Yang said afterwards, but the conversation must have ended, because Blake could finally see Yang’s face again, and actually hear her properly this time.

“Sorry about that.” Yang said, rubbing the back of her neck with her hand.

“What was that? Who called your name?” Blake asked, and Yang froze, eyes nervously flitting around before they meet hers again.

“It was nothing, don’t worry about it. I know today was going to be for us, and I’m sorry the plans have changed. But I’ll make it up to you, I promise! Later we can have a nice little date, and I’ll even cook for you!” Yang said with a wide grin, and the tension leaked out of her shoulders at that goofy smile, the loving twinkle in her eye.

“You’re not here to cook for me.”

It was meant to be lighthearted back at her, but both of them felt heavy at the weight of those words. The distance killed them- it was difficult on both of them, if the empty tissue boxes next to Blake’s bed were any indication, or the fact that Yang sometimes muted herself while they FaceTimed, to hide the fact that she was crying. It was a lot, and Blake always wished they could meet again. The first time was exactly a year ago, and it was the only time Blake travelled on a plane all by herself, but it was completely worth it to see Yang in the flesh, her loving smile sending shivers down her spine and her strong embrace making her feel safe and content.

But, now she had no clue when they’d meet again.

Blake bit her lip and sighed through her nose, glancing up to her phone’s battery. Because she fell asleep before charging it, it was running really low. And judging by Yang’s face, hers was too.

“I’m sorry, my phone...” Yang trailed off, and Blake nodded her head in agreement. Yang chewed on the inside of her cheek, before letting out a sigh and sending a comforting smile towards her. “Don’t worry, we’ll have time later, I promise. I have to go, now... But, I love you. So much, and I’ll see you soon, okay?”

Blake licked her lips and nodded solemnly, heart cracking when Yang raised her finger to end the call.

“I love you too.” Blake replied, and Yang smiled one last time before ending the call, Blake’s screen going dark. She clenched her jaw and shook her head, keeping the tears at bay. She plugged her phone in and laid back down on her bed, staring up at a ceiling.

Fuck long distance.

It was a few hours later when she finally got out of bed, shuffling her way down the hall to her bathroom in her small apartment, herself being the only occupant after she left home. She pursued college for a short time, but figured out it wasn’t entirely for her, and instead started a business with her best friend, Sun. It was a modest book store, with a wide variety of stories and material to choose from, but of course that was all Blake. Sun was a great friend, but she knew he was mostly in it to look smart to local girls.

By the time Blake was showered, had eaten a snack, and sat down on the couch to watch her favourite show, it was already dark out again. It was just past 8 pm for her, and she hadn’t heard from Yang pretty much all day, despite the woman saying she would. She frowned and pulled out her phone, pulling up Yang’s name on FaceTime.

There was no answer, and Blake’s frown deepened and worry seeped into her bones. Yang would always pick up- if it wasn’t the first ring, it would always be the third at the latest. But, on the sixth ring and there was no answer, Blake ended the call and stared at her phone, feeling the tears build in her chest.

Great, now Yang was ignoring her. She was probably too clingy this morning, or maybe Yang was done with her after all she put them through last year- the pain and the trust issues, it was all her fault and she knew that. It was a miracle that Yang understood her troubles and stood by her, still loved her despite her past with Adam. She was so lucky to have her. But, now she was questioning it.

Blake rubbed her eyes and sighed deeply, shaking her head at the doubts creeping in, the insecure thoughts forming in her mind. About Yang deserving someone better, about Yang ignoring her and not needing her anymore, about-

Knock knock.

Blake shot her head up, confusion written on her features along with concern. Someone knocked on the door, and she had no idea who it could be except Sun or her parents coming to visit, which usually barely happened since they were so busy. No, there were only four people that knew where she lived, and three of those people wouldn’t visit her this late, and one of those people lived miles away.

Knock knock.

Blake swallowed thickly, clutching her phone as she rose from the couch. She shuffled closer to the door of her apartment, tip-toeing as quietly as possible. Whoever it was, she would tell them they have the wrong place.

“Who is it?” Blake asked, wrapping her hand around the door knob tightly, but also keeping an eye on her knife block in the kitchen, just in case it was someone she needed to defend herself from.

“Blake.”

Blake’s heart stopped, and she dropped her phone to the floor. The voice was muffled, and unclear, but even in her shocked state, there was no doubt in her mind who it was.

She flung her door open, eyes wide and frantic, heart racing in her chest at the sight of Yang, standing there with her bomber jacket around her and the cutest blush on her face, love pouring from her gaze.

“Yang?” Blake breathed out in disbelief, eyes flitting back and forth all over her face, hand shakily and unconsciously reaching out to touch her face. Yang smiled widely at her, un-shed tears in her eyes as she leaned into Blake’s touch on her cheek.

“I told you I’d make it up to you.” Yang replied, and it snapped Blake out of her reverie, big smile threatening to rip her cheeks as she flung herself into Yang’s arms, the woman letting out a soft ‘oof’ before wrapping her arm around her in a strong embrace, warmth spreading through both of their bodies.

“What the hell-? How did you get here? When did you get here?” Blake had so many questions, and Yang pulled back from her to look her in the eyes, holding onto her waist.

“I jumped on the earliest plane to get here.” Yang said, and Blake blinked a few times, wracking her brain from earlier in the day. “Well, not literally jumped, because as much as I wanted to get here faster, I also didn’t want to die.”

Blake sighed and flicked her shoulder, failing to keep her smile inside when Yang giggled at her.

“Remember that girl Ruby ran into the door for?” Yang asked.

“Yeah?”

“Turns out, she’s probably the richest girl in the damn town and her father owns like three private jets. Ruby and her have been... Getting along.” Yang wiggled her eyebrows, and Blake snorted. “So, we’ve become really close friends, and when I mentioned how badly I wanted to see you, she hooked me up.”

Blake’s heart swelled in her chest when Yang pulled her closer, their foreheads touching with their eyes locked. She had a lot of emotions flitting through her at once, so many thoughts and things she wanted to say.

Instead, she put all of that into one simple action. She leaned forward and pressed their lips together, Yang’s grip tightening around her waist. She cupped Yang’s cheeks and held her close, their kiss gentle and sweet and loving, everything that made Blake fall in love with Yang in the first place.

They stayed like that for a minute, before Blake pulled away, thumbs caressing her lovers’ cheeks softly, eyes full of love and smiles full of warmth.

“I missed you so much.” Blake mumbled, and Yang smiled at her, leaving her breathless.

“I missed you more.” Yang said, and Blake groaned out loud, pulling away from her.

“We’re not starting this argument again.” Blake joked, and Yang laughed at her as she wheeled her suitcase inside her apartment, the door shutting softly behind her.

“We’ve got lots of time to go through that argument again.” Yang said, smirking at her. “One that I’d win, of course.”

Blake raised her eyebrow, mischievous glint in her eye and slight smirk on her face.

“We’ll see.” She said, and before she could react, Yang shrugged off her jacket to hang it up on the coat hook near the door, then quickly grabbed her hand and spun her around, catching her in a dip.

“We’ll definitely see.” Yang said with a cheesy grin, and Blake giggled when she pulled her back to stand upright. “But first, I did say I would cook for you, right?”

Even though Yang’s cooking consisted of many burnt dishes to the point they had to settle on cereal, Blake couldn’t care less. Her doubts had washed away the minute she heard Yang’s voice, and she knew she loved this girl more than anything. And with Yang’s head in her lap on the couch, the blonde fast asleep and curled into a ball, she knew Yang loved her too.

Distance was difficult, but they were strong. And they’d never be broken apart, not even by the many miles between them.

[1ddiscourseoftheday]

Thurs 5 Sept 1/2

“Happy release day everyone, exciting stuff!”

Too right Louis! Kill My Mind is out and it's awesome and the world is all over it, hell yeah. KMM hit the charts high and climbed all day, hitting #2 on iTunes and getting great press, with LTHQ going hard on the global focus.

He did the first of many radio appearances, notably the Indie House Party spot, genuinely the Louis interview of DREAMS, a full hour of real music talk and respect and Louis just relaxing and talking about what he loves with someone knowledgeable and smart who takes him seriously as an artist, I'm... overwhelmed. And Louis playing music for us? Please just give Louis his own radio show I want this content always! He also did an earlier show, played the rom com game, fun stuff but no room to get into it sorry highlights below. The Notebook still isn't a rom com though, where's the comedy? Someone needs to talk to him and Harry about that.

MTV calls KMM "bigger slicker and rockier than anything he's ever done", and talks about his note of intention, Rolling Stone published a write up and tweeted about the song (as does Rob Sheffield, "KMM is the No Control sequel I did know I needed"), iHeart says "think LBD and No Control vibes with an Oasis twist," Euphoria calls the song "a new age Britpop banger that'll shine even brighter in a live setting" and Louis "your new Britpop icon," he got a twitter moment, Power Radio UK is gonna play the song hourly all weekend, and the Comic Relief breakfast footage is finally dropping, teased today and out tomorrow.

Louis says the song is about experimenting when you're young, fun nostalgia, and looking back at being juvenile. He says it can be read as being about a toxic relationship but mostly that it's about going through an experimental phase in your youth and doing things that might not be good for you but are exciting, about "... uh... being naughty" (it's at least in part about drugs like yeah I'm saying it. It is and you know it, fight me, and also who cares, it's not a big deal.) He says, "the next few songs I have coming out represent me as an artist," "this is the most comfortable I've felt musically," "this is the vibe from now on," about the song being loud and in your face, "as promised!" and that he is "proud and excited"- yeah! Us too!!

He thanks the fans more times and in more ways than I can count but yeah bunches of tweets, radio mentions ("they're smart yeah?" *taps head cutely*), re: the fan project of a BILLBOARD IN TIMES SQUARE (can you believe?!) he says, “so fucking incredible,” he did a thank you video, and a final tweet to finish out the day "even if I don’t always see you all I feel your presence and your backing" and signed off by saying fuck fandom factions with his emphasis on how much he loves ALL his fans.

An Arista release about KMM calls TOU “the first single off (Louis') album” and Louis said today that he wouldn't be playing Miss You in Madrid- he said he will play five new songs not counting KMM yiiiikkkes and OMG. He says he will be covering one of the songs he deleted on the radio show keep or delete game! (But not the Arctic Monkeys one so that narrows it down to what like three? My money's on the Libertines) (FYI I hope yall know I'm taking that day off just getting that out there now.) About the 1D ten year anniversary he says, "we should do something for that." And yeah what about those guys? Let's be real, we need a special section for this; he's talking about Harry. He's saying his name and casually talking about communicating with him! Asked about being in touch with the boys- he said he "saw Liam most recently," that he talks to him on the phone, that he hung out with Niall at Glastonbury, in fact he really gets into specifics and details for them both, exactly when and where, and then he says he hasn't seen Harry in "a while" but "I've been in contact with him recently, it's proper nice. Proper nice." Okay okay... by nighttime radio slots we had progressed to chatting about Harry's hair. He's asked about Harry's new haircut looking like his and he says, "I'll be telling him that yeah," and later, "I'll be sending Harry a text about his hair." Listen NBD right ....unless maybe you've been force fed a narrative of them not even being friends anymore for years. So are we seeing an end to that nonsense? HELL YEAH bring it on! A good start, KMM cowriter Jamie Hartman casually dropping the factoid that KMM was recorded at Shangri La, yes, the same studio where Harry was holed up to taking all those shrooms and recording HS2. Louis also named Japan as where he'd most like to go on tour, lol. Not mentioned once today: Eleanor or Freddie. I mean why would you mention your girlfriend during a whole radio segment about rom coms and romance amiright? Mhmm. I'm not saying we've heard the last of them but it definitely wasn't a focus today.

The lyric video exists and is cool and I don't have time for it but it shows him dressed as Liam Gallagher onstage, cute, and tells the story of a couple meeting at a Louis show and in the end smooching by a, uh, lighthouse. Maybe we'll have time for video analysis in full by the weekend? Let's go girls!

Finally, when promo was done for the day he parked himself on twitter to see what was up- he responded to a fan teasing about the Real Madrid shirt- “beaut shirt tho.” It was beautiful, the rainbow especially. He defended his height, ("to be fair he's a tall fucker"), says he liked Florence and the Machine, thanked Rolling Stone and various others and a few other things.

There were also lots of pics look go check a UA or something I'm done for I mean I also left out so much interview stuff and you all saw all this anyway! Whatever! Goodbye! Goodnight to Louis only THANKS FOR THE TUNE

[venus-says]

Symphogear XV Episode 02

I swear here that I will never break. 

Symphogear is back and BOI. This episode was heavy, this episode was very heavy. I had to take a 2 hours break after I watched the episode of how heavy it ended. This just proves that XV isn’t here to play and this season will probably be the best season ever (I hope I’m not wrong on this).

So starting off, OPENING AND ENDING!

I thought symphogear would never be able to top Synchrogazer, and until AXZ I was right. But then XV came and BOOM! This opening is so good, not just the song but the actual opening animation was amazing as well. They’ve done such a good job with it, I’m legitimately impressed. And Metanoia, oof what a great song. The first time I heard the song, when they released the short PV on Nana’s channel, I was scared, though I had loved the song, I had no idea of how they would make a good OP with the song, and I was even more concerned with how they would use it as the final attack in the season finale, but now after seeing the actual OP I’ve thrown all my fears away because now I’m sure they can deliver it.

The ED, on the other hand, wasn’t as successful with me. The visuals are awesome, I dare to say it's the best ending visually, but the song... The song is so meh, I was really disappointed by it. But we got this beautiful shot at the end so I’m not as mad as I would normally be.

Now to the episode itself. They used the same formula from next week with having the episode set on the present but with a flashback section in the middle. I like this format, but this one is very dangerous because it can get boring very fast, I hope they use it well from here on now.

I was a little throw off when they showed that adorable moment focused on Chirs and her normal daily life. Don’t get me wrong, I did like everything that was shown there, especially the picture Chirs keeps from her birthday party with the girls (I hope we get to see it sometime in a flashback), and as weird as gloves are as a present I do like that interaction between her, Hibiki and Miku on their way to school.

The thing that gets me off is that watching this first part I felt like we were going heads in into a Chirs episode, but then a few minutes later we see that no, the focus on this episode is Tsubasa, which on itself is not a problem, but the show had set up something with Chris coming up and I was very interested in seeing that since AXZ left me with a little bit of a bitter aftertaste when regarding to Chirs.

Even though that was a little problem I had I still enjoyed Tsubasa’s story from this episode, but before going there let’s focus on the flashback fight for a moment.

Kirka and Shirabe‘s fight was pretty awesome. I know working together as one is their thing and it has been their thing since the first time they appeared in G, but in this season they’re doing it to perfection. From the ice skating moment from the last episode to their dance move as a couple on this one everything has been done amazingly and the final result is great, and I hope they keep doing this and making it better and better as the season goes on.

But sadly things can’t be always perfect and this flashback gave me two problems.

Now, I admit, complaining about this is symphogear is kinda useless at this point but... the sexualization they’re doing to young girls here’s is just way too awkward to me. Not to say that sexualization in general is fine, but still, it really bothered me.

Like, if this whole pole dance transformation was with any of the older girls, it wouldn’t make it fine per se, but it would at least be less uncomfortable to watch. Like, Kirika’s what? 15? 16? This is so wrong.

Then there’s the Alchemist, I believe her name is Elisa or something, I like her concept and using different tails as weapons is quite interesting, but I know that every time we see her power in action we gonna see her butt and even if she’s not a teenager she still looks like a kid and is quite disturbing to look at.

And again, I know that bringing this up doesn’t have a lot of purpose, and this is stuff Symphogear has been doing for 7 years, and maybe they’ve done worse in the past and I’m just not remembering it (I do have a terrible memory, everyone knows this), but it really bothered me as I was watching, especially Kirika’s transformation.

Thankfully that was the only low point from the episode and everything else was top tier.

SO, first few questions, is Maria now Tsubasa’s bodyguard? Or is she another manager like Ogawa? Or is she there just because she wants to see her girlfriend? Regardless, she looks amazing in that suit and I hope we see her more in that outfit.

With that out of the way, do yall allow me to scream? BECAUSE THAT’S WHAT I’M GONNA DO SINCE THE BIG DUO LIVE PERFORMANCE TRADITION IS BACK!!!!!!!!!!

I had lost my hopes for symphogear ever doing this again seeing that AXZ lacked a performance and episode 1 of XV was just battle, BUT THEY GAVE US ANOTHER PERFORMANCE AND I JUST WANNA SCREAM!!!!!!!!!!!

Now, Angelic Remnant isn’t my favorite song from these lives, this spot is still owned by Seiten Galaxy Cross, but this sure is the best live scene the show has ever put out for us in its entire run. The camera work makes it hard to take a good screenshot from Maria and Tsubasa together to illustrate this post? Yes, but still, that was amazing, a true work of art.

Cooling off from the excitement a little bit I wanna put a light on something Maria thought right after the performance ended that got me very curious.

She says that the performance they just did was “like the miracle the song of my homeland caused that day“. Now correct me if I’m wrong but I’m pretty sure all we know from Maria’s past is just from the point in which she and Serena got to the orphanage. We know they’re Ukrainians but that’s just because one of the writers revealed that on a tweet in Serena’s birthday, right? This has never been mentioned on the show.

So are we gonna get more background information on Maria and maybe Shirabe and Kirika as well?? We already got some hints on AXZ about Shirabe origins so... is this what we’re gonna get to build more development for the ex-FIS girls this season? Uhhhhh I’m excited!

Now it has come the time to talk about what made this episode SO HEAVY.

The alchemists' attack to Tsubasa’s concert was a low move, and I don’t say this as a bad thing, I say this because it was really low to make her revive the same terror she lived when Kanade died. THIS IS CRUEL, IT HURTS MY HEART, and I love that they’re doing this because I’m assuming they’ll make great things from opening this wound again.

And thank God for the production this season being so damn good and for Nana being amazing at her job because we can feel Tsubasa getting more lost in despair each time the camera focus on her and is so heartbreaking but the animation is so fluid and make things so beautiful, THERE’S SO MANY EMOTIONS GOING ON.

Now to the other alchemist that was shown in this episode. When I first saw the concept images I had in mind that the pink furry girl would be my favorite alongside the cutie honey looking girl, but after seeing her in action I absolutely love to despise her.

She was a pretty good villain in this episode, and she has done a thing that I think we’ve never seen in this show so far. If I remember things correctly, all human deaths so far (not including villains) were caused solely either by noise or magic and even if people were controlling those things we’ve never seen another human directly killing anyone using their own hands before. I think Maria attacked some US officers in G but she didn’t kill them, right?

And as much as I’m pretty used to seeing horrible deaths happening in fiction and most of them don’t phase me anymore, this one got me to flinch. I’m used to people turning into dust and disappearing in this series, not to have an innocent body being pierced right in the chest. That was fucking heavy, especially with everything else that was going on in this fight.

Now murders aside, I’m quite interested in what this new alchemic power is that apparently is invading a “seal”. This is probably what gonna force a gear update in the middle of the season, which if you checked my other symphogear reviews you know, that I don’t like, but this one piqued my interest and I think for the first time I’m excited about a new power-up that isn’t the X-Dive.

We had the post-credits scene with that relic recovered from the coffin again, and I’m even more thirsty for information on this thing. I don’t need an info dump, but they could keep releasing bits of information of what the relic is in scenes like this throughout the season till we reach the point in which it will become more relevant and I’d definitely love to see it being done.

And this was episode 2 of XV. This one was a huge step up if compared with last week’s episode. I’m just as broken as Tsubasa is right now, this is how good this episode was. Now I’m gonna go to bed because I need another break after revisiting all of this. See you guys tomorrow~

[chanyueda]

Chest of Letters ; Ch. 3

i got emotional while writing this idk maybe im just that shallow

also there’s something waiting for you at the end !! dont mind the timestamp uwu

this is probably the shittiest writing i have rn but hope you enjoy uwu love yall

The long car drive to the airport sent a nauseating feeling to Steven, who still can’t get over with the letters he’d read. He told himself he’d leave the chest behind but here he was, cradling it in his hands. The lid was closed, locked and shut, the letters inside calling to be read. The key to it dangled from his neck, for it to be easy to unlock later.

“Why don’t you read one? We’re still a long way from the airport.” Star’s tone had a teasing ring to it as he looked up the rear view mirror, taking a glimpse at his now former roommate. “I could see that you badly want to read one.”

“Stop,” he groaned, “you’re making it worse. Yes, I do want to read it but I’m saving it for later...when I get bored.”

“That sucks.” Star clicked his tongue. “I wouldn’t get to see your reactions.”

“That’s better for me, I guess.” Steven laid down on the backseat, attempting to get some sleep. He’d held the chest so tightly as if it were to be a stuffed toy that he can’t let go. Which, if you think about it, is true. He can’t let go of the chest. It contains the memories he chose to forget completely, including the persons in it.

He sighed, took the key and stared at it in the air. He couldn’t resist anymore; he unlocked the chest once more and took out the paper at the top of the pile. It’s time to read another one, he thought.

Taking a deep breath, he slowly unfolded the paper and let out a small gasp upon seeing the first sentence of the letter.

Hey, should I still continue? I mean, I said I would but I’m not really feeling it. Anyway, I’d tell you something.

I didn’t get accepted to my dream university. I worked hard to get in there but, no, it didn’t pay off. I locked myself up in this room and now I’m writing to you. I got the letter just this morning and it couldn’t get worse. I thought I’d be accepted. I thought I did my best.

It wasn’t enough. Wish you were here to stop me from crying. I still remember you sending me confetti before because you thought it would make me happy and, yes it did. Send me confetti again please?

Maybe he forgot what a letter should look like; there were no salutations and there’s not even a sign at the end. How can they be sure this was from Andrew? But then, he realized that he probably wrote it in the envelope, still, he couldn’t stop the questions that formed in his mind.

Out of all the questions, he only spoke one out, “Confetti? I sent confettis?”

Steven had Star laughing in the driver’s seat like a madman. He didn’t get what’s funny about that, the only thing he knew is what he did was stupid. Who in the world would send confettis in an envelope? Steven did apparently.

“Wow you’re crazy, Steven. Didn’t know you sent confettis.” He took a left turn. “Now I know what I’d give you when you reach New York.”

“No, do not. If you do, I’m flying back here in LA.” He threatened. “But...you know...”

There was a shifting of air inside the car, the atmosphere deemed to turn into sadness.

“There were no greetings again and this time, no name.”

Star hummed.

“Don’t you hum on me! I’m bothered!”

“Well, what should I say? Yay? I’d seriously keep my trap shut than say something sarcastic that would tick you off.”

Instead of replying, Steven proceeded to read the fourth letter. It was...unsettling. The first few words took him by surprise. He wanted to rip the paper off, but he couldn’t. His grip on the paper only tightened of anger and guilt. It was fairly short too, like the last one he just read.

I’m sorry but I can’t keep writing to you anymore. I just...I don’t know. I don’t have the willpower to do it anymore. As I write this, I feel a heavy weight in holding my pen like...I’m struggling with every stroke. I’m close to ripping this paper off but I’m continuing this because I want you to know my current state. I promised to tell you everything, right?

I miss you. Come back, please? I’ve been asking you to do it but you haven’t...I guess you do hate me. Yeah, maybe that’s it.

It was over. No ending statements or anything. Just that final paragraph. He probably scrapped it all but still sent it anyway. Poor guy, he only wanted someone to talk to.

His cheeks felt hot; tears were actually streaming down it, completely drenching the paper. The guilt started to consume him whole.

“I did this upon myself.” He blamed himself again. How many times has it been? “I was selfish. I didn’t write back for whatever reason and now, he just...gave up? It’s only the fourth one, my goodness!”

He sobbed at the backseat, locking the chest and leaving it on the other side. He was a shit friend, and he knew that the moment he read both letters.

Was he even a friend?

Star pulled up on a curb. He couldn’t handle hearing Steven cry out loud.

“Hey, uh...” he clicked his tongue. “I’m bad at this but, there’s still a pile left for you to read. He didn’t give up on that letter.”

“How can you say that? For all we know, he stopped writing and the remaining ones here aren’t from him.” He wiped his tears with the sleeve of his jacket. “I’m a bad person, Star. I shouldn’t have ghosted my pen pal. I feel guilty.”

“It’s never too late. You can always write back to him. Though...I don’t know where you’re gonna look for that address though.”

Steven paid no attention to what Star said, instead, he continued to ramble on, “Don’t you see? He waited everyday for who knows how long...for me to write back and I never did! I’m sorry but...I am a bad person. I really am.”

The next events shocked Steven to oblivion; Star had slapped him hard.

“Get your shit together, Steven! Look, you can’t end it here, I keep telling you there’s still so much to read which means so much for you to know! And, you can write back!”

Hours ago, he wanted to do that. Now, he doesn’t know what to do. Andrew probably does hate him already. Even if he were to write back, it’s too late and he might do the same thing, ignoring the letters like what Steven did.

“I’m gonna continue driving.”

The chest sat unattended for minutes, but Steven could only wonder what else it contained. What other emotions could it contain? It’s like he’d opened Pandora’s box, but instead of releasing evil on the world, it released guilt and sadness through the written letters.

He opened up his phone and scrolled through his social media accounts. He needed to free his mind from everything he’d read. The thought of searching for his pen pal on the internet crossed his mind multiple times while scrolling but decided against it; his first name was the only thing he knew. There are a lot of people who share the name, so what are the odds that he’d come across an account that belonged to him?

Then he saw it. He saw a post from a person he was following.

The post was a screenshot from twitter. His eyes widened upon reading it. The tweet had lots of likes and retweets, but he couldn’t see the replies.

This tweet...he’s looking for him.

[96xie]

growth :>

Soooooooooooooooooooooooooooo,,,,, there is this guy I have been talking to since march i believe!! so its been only 2 months since we started talking, he’s all the way in japan while im here at the other side of the world in california. and though it’s been a very short time, he makes me feel like a highschooler again, feeling so giddy and extra giggly and stuff. i can confidently say i like him but at my emotional state? not so much.

as of today, he’s out deployed at sea, so no connection for the next 6 months. and although it will be definitely lonely, i do think theres a positive side to this. you see, this man is so bright. he’s emotionally mature, funny, dorky, positive, he’s seemingly established and basically he got his life together. while im the total opposite: still in school with a barista as a part time job, financially and emotionally insecure with a bunch of baggage. the next few months will allow me to address my emotional issues and just kinda picking myself up to become a confident person. if things do go right, i want to be able become strong person for him and be able to tend to his emotional needs. because right now im always spiraling down lmao

i cannot stress how amazing he is. he’s really proud of the work he has done and he’s just this outgoing established man that anyone can see. the way i am right now, i dont think i can give him the things he deserves. i want to be able to do that in the near future if things do go right.  but first, i have to take care of myself, i need to graduate college, i need to find a good job, i need to be financially secure. i need to REALLY put myself first before being able to take care of someone. i believe he’s someone who deserves anything and everything and yknow. and againnnnnnnnn if things do go in the right direction, id like to be able to provide that for him. at the moment? no. mannnnnn i got so much emotional baggage that i need to unpack before going into dating again.

i saw this tweet directed to some signs, one of them being pisces to be exact, and it was concerning other signs also, but more notably on aquarius n gemini (my rising n sun). idk how about yall but i do have experience reading stuff and it being hiiiiiiighly accurate. so anyways, it was talking about:

"they” [me basically] have alot of things going on in their life (true tho) and is having a difficult time juggling everything in life right now. you could have met them around april, or that month might be significant in some way but things might have slowed down all of a sudden. this person feels they must focus on certain priorities right now in order to free up time and energy for this connection in the near future. this person was not expecting this connection to hit them like this and they are making proper plans to be able to build a future with you. they might have more on their plate than they let you know, but relax your mind because everything that this person is coming forward with will bring clarity. they feel that if they focus too much on this right now there’s a chance they’ll sabotage but not on purpose. they arent sure they can make you happy right now but they are working on it. this person will message when the timing is right and when their life is more balanced. they know how special you are and they feel they need to step up in order to give you everything you deserve. the pressure this person feels is coming from them because they think so highly of you. time is needed but there will be a conversation in the future. 

CAN I JUST SAY HOW ACCURATE THIS IS THO DFKGJDKGN dkgdg slojfs im just like !!!! i didnt expect him to dm me !!! and i just !!! im currently such a disaster and i just have so many things to work on. and i promised myself that i need to organize my life in order to go back into dating. dating is not my priority. but also like tht doesnt mean i cant have fun or something? lol but also likeeeee,,,,, he’s so far away and i REALLY dont have the emotional space to be doing LDR again. i just got out of a 2 yr ldr last year and i can say i already moved on but its something i CANNOT do again. anyways

he’s always calling me amazing and beautiful and of course it makes me blush !! i get to darn shy !!! but sometimes i just think, what if he sees me in person and is disappointed? his friend tells me otherwise but i really cant help but think that way. anyways!! he always showers me with compliments like my friends do so it just shows that i need to see myself the way that everyone does. i should treat myself better. 

maybe its too soon to say anything, but i think he’s good for me. he makes me want to become a better person. i love his bright aura and i think anyone that basks in it would instantly feel good. i know i sound SO sappy. but um i just think he’s neat hehe. i would love to be able to become just as bright as him and confidently stand next to him :”)

ANYWAYS. i will be using this 6 months for personal growth to become a person i can be proud of and maybe be able to stand confidently next to him ! we will see what happens. :>