#so it's nice to see people are still reading those

[brainrot-of-a-thot]

Yo there, is it ok if I request the Windbreaker characters reacting to being hugged for the first time? It could be Bofurin and include other gangs if possible-

Sorry if it is too simple lol

surprise.

or, you surprise them with a sudden bout of affection, featuring: sakura haruka, hajime umemiya, suo hayato, jo togame

a/n: it wasn’t too simple dear! reading it actually gave me a wonderful idea, I hope that this lives up to your tastes love!

c/w: fem!reader, fembodied!reader, fluff, surprise hugs, flustered!boys, soft!boys, language, just pure love <3

the second he feels yours arms wrap around him, sakura haruka’s entire system short-circuits.

he’d seen it coming; he had seen you surge forward, saw your arms open, saw your hands snake into his furin jacket and slide past his sides — yet he was unable to move, a sudden attack that he was simply unable to dodge. an attack with the softest, warmest impact against his body.

your hair tickled sakura’s chin, just as the sweet artificial aroma of cherry blossoms tickled his nose. your perfume, sakura noted dully. your body linked into his near perfectly, warm and soft, arms wrapped around him with a grip that was neither too loose or too tight. it felt… nice. way nicer than what sakura’d ever thought it would.

but yet he couldn’t move — his arms remained at his sides, as frozen as the rest of his body. of course, you took notice of it, too.

“this usually works better when you hug back, silly.” you giggled into his chest, kickstarting his heart into a whirlwind beat. sakura swallowed thickly and, with movements that were choppy and near-robotic, he circled his arms around your waist awkwardly. he didn’t know how to do this.

“just do what feels natural.” you murmured softly, as if you simply knew he needed to be guided. sakura relaxed his shoulders and allowed himself to sink into your embrace, following the lead of your soft, warm body. his arms tightened subtly around your waist, his chin came to a rest atop your head and —

oh.

oh.

so this is what it felt like; this is what it felt like to hug, wholly and naturally, with the utmost affection. no wonder people loved to do it.

sakura had never felt so at peace in his life — he thinks he could get addicted to this.

by now, hajime umemiya should be used to your surprise grapples of affection — not necessarily feeling them himself, but seeing them.

you were the affectionate type, perhaps even overly so — you considered all friends, even those at the mere acquaintance level, as close friends. and the one thing you loved to do was hug; anywhere, anyone, any time. you were one of the few other people who spoke the language of physical touch as fluently as umemiya himself.

and umemiya had heard talk, too. everyone says your hugs are the absolute best — that they feel like being wrapped up in the cuddliest, warmest clouds.

but that still didn’t fully prepare him for when he became the center of that embrace.

it had happened so fast and so unexpectedly — one moment he’s introducing you to the multitude of plants he’d been working so hard to cultivate, and in the next he was stumbling back from the sudden impact of something small and warm against his chest. it took him an embarrassing five seconds to realize that you were hugging him.

and, oh, the rumors didn’t do it any justice.

your body, though smaller than his, seemed to anchor him to the ground when those squeezing arms threatened to float him away to heaven. the scent of your perfume tickled inside his nose in a pleasantly faint way, and your body melted into his when he wrapped his arms around your waist to pull you closer.

you held the embrace for what felt like an eternity, but in all actuality, it only lasted no more than six seconds. but they were the best six seconds that umemiya had ever lived through.

and when you finally retreated from his arms and gave him that cute, bubbly smile, you tucked a strand of hair behind your ear and said, almost sheepishly, “I always wondered what it would feel like to hug you.”

umemiya was struck silent for a moment, pleased by the knowledge that you had indeed thought about hugging him, wondered about how it would feel even, and with a goofy grin, he jested, “well? was it as good as you imagined?”

at that, you brightened visibly, and your cheeks flushed a pretty shade of pink.

“it was even better!”

and just like that, hajime umemiya fell head over heels for you.

suo hayato had always been praised for his innate perceptiveness — he was calculating, observant, and overall smart for his age. within moments of scrutinizing a particular situation, suo could accurately sort out the details and form a conclusive theory.

but none of that seemed to matter when it came to you — the only person that suo couldn’t figure out.

maybe he was just accustomed to most people putting up a front; those who were bubbly and kind often had something darker buried within, an objective that they used these particular traits to obtain — friendship, love, acceptance, and other things that could be much more sinister. but that didn’t seem to be the case with you.

you were just like that — naturally and wholly. it was a bit off-putting, initially; something that suo had trouble accepting at first. he was never unkind to you, but rest assured he was studying you at every moment.

it was only when you’d wrapped your arms around him for the first time that suo understood — he didn’t need to study you, because you were an open book.

it happened on an unassuming day, one that wasn’t too hot or cold; a perfect day for patrolling. and that’s what suo, sakura, and nirei were doing when you spotted them and rushed over. affectionate as always, you pulled sakura into a hug (which he became flustered and shy/angry about), then nirei (who was all too happy to return it), before finally landing on suo.

you plunged forward for a hug, one that suo expected to be just like the ones you’d given to sakura and nirei, except —

your wrists locked together at the small of his back, you pressed your body as close to his as you could, and you nuzzled your cute little nose into his collarbone. it was a true embrace, one that spelled out thousands of sentiments.

you appreciated him, you cared for him, you liked him, you thought of him, you missed him, you loved him — it was all expressed clearly through a hug that lasted only seconds, but held a lifetime of affection.

so that’s how you felt about him.

after that, suo never doubted your intentions again; and, more often than not, he sought out as many hugs as he could.

jo togame didn’t hold strong feelings towards hugs. he viewed them in the same way that he viewed any acts of affection: with aloof detachment. he didn’t hate affection, per se, but he wasn’t overly fond of it either. nor did he see the benefit of seeking it out.

that was until the day he felt your arms wrap around him.

togame hadn’t even seen it coming; you’d rushed up behind him and wrapped your arms around him so fast that he didn’t even have time to react.

your wrists had locked together in front of his belly button, and he flushed all the way down his neck at the feeling of your soft chest pressing into the middle of his back. he could feel you rest your head against his back as well, and heard a soft little sigh fall from your lips.

togame was completely frozen in place, unsure of how to react. his heart was thundering in his chest and there were literal bats rioting inside his stomach — his body felt hot, flushed, and he could only imagine how he looked. how the situation looked.

after what felt like a century (but also too soon) you unwrapped your arms from his body and stepped away. somehow, togame found the gall to actually turn and face you — and when he did, he felt as if his heart had been pierced with a little pink arrow.

your cheeks were completely flushed, your eyes wide and glossy, and the smile on your face could only be described as sheepish. you were flustered, as if the contact with him had affected you as much as it had togame.

“uhm, you, uh — you looked like you could use a hug.” you explained softly, rocking back and forth subtly on your heels. you were the epitome of bashful, and it was just far too cute.

and that’s the only reason togame reached out and gathered you in his arms for another hug; it wasn’t because he desperately wanted to see what if felt like to have your small, soft body cradled into his.

absolutely not.

(that was totally the reason.)

#wind breaker #wind breaker x reader #windbreaker #windbreaker x reader #jo togame x reader #hajime umemiya x reader #haruka sakura x reader #hayato suo x reader #ren kaji x reader

[unluckilyimnot]

Listen, sooo...

I just saw a really cute tiktok and what would you say about the furin boys buying flowers, a little heart and this stuff as a suprise because she/they/...(?) Often baked something for him for example and when they give the gifts to their partner they start crying but like happy tears.

Like the previous partners didnt care enough for romance and this gesture is making them like really happy.

Hope you have a nice morning/day/night ♡

Gifts - sakura, suo, nirei, umemiya

m.list | rules

Note: hiii you're the first person to ask with them I'm so happy hihi that's very very cute and I like those kinds of base thank you so much!! Suo is maybe a bit ooc I'm sorry

Sakura

Sakura spent a lot of time in front of that stupid flower shop before finally getting in and finding what he was looking for.

For the past few weeks, his mind was busy with you and all the things you do for him without getting anything in return. That's when Suo and Nirei suggested to get you flowers as a gift, to show that he cared as well.

But Sakura never had to do anything like this and he was now waiting outside your school, a few meters away from the entrance, with a small but cute bouquet.

He could feel the gaze people were sending him and did his best to ignore it, reminding himself how it's important for you, so he doesn't have to be embarrassed of it.

When he finally catches sight of you walking out, he rushes to you. Trying his hardest to hide it behind his back to surprise you. Your eyes widened when he tended to you, looking away shyly, urging you to take it already.

"For the cookies you make all the time... We all love it. And, wait hey !"

The time his eyes fell on you again, tears built up in your eyes and were almost falling down your cheeks. He almost lost his grip on the bouquet in the rush to check on you, panic rushing through his body.

Why were you crying suddenly? Wasn't it supposed to make you smile?

He felt betrayed for a second before he noticed the smile on your lips. Shaking your hand to him to try to calm him you ended up giggling at his reaction.

"It's nothing, don't worry it's beautiful !" You said, as if you read his mind. "My previous partner didn't really care... so I'm just emotional."

His face softened and he got closer, pushing it into your hands this time.

"You shouldn't cry over this. I'll get you something better next time" he speaks his mind with a blush all over his cheeks. He looked away, not bold enough to stare at you after saying something like this. And you're reminded why you fell I'm love with him.

Suo

Suo notices for sure all the efforts you put in baking, or even cooking for him, and the gentleman that he has to pay you back. And make you feel as loved as he does every time he realizes the time you spend just to make him happy.

That's why on this Saturday, he arrived at your grandparents' place for your usual date with gifts in a bag.

You smiling at him makes his life easier and he's scared he's not doing enough to show you that. Keeping your pace with you, he still greets your grandma in the living room before going to your room.

As you sit on your bed, ready to tell him to join you, he tends you the bag with both hands.

"It's for you." He smiles, taking a close look at your reaction. "For all the things you do for me."

He didn’t know what he was expecting, but seeing you crying as the emotion got complicated on your face and you opened all the small gifts he got you wasn't on the list for sure.

You mumble something he couldn't get, about your ex but that's the only words he heard. Finally taking a seat next to you, he took your hands on his while brushing away your tears.

"I didn't hear you, my dear, what did you say ?"

"My ex never cared about that, so I'm just a bit overwhelmed," you sniffed why leaning slightly in his touch. You swear you could see his eyes softened as if he was already looking at you like the most precious things in the world.

Leaning in to kiss your lips, you could feel him smile, before he rested his forehead against yours.

"I have to make it up for that then."

 Nirei

"(Name) !" You jolted in surprise by the loud voice you know too much suddenly screaming.

Nirei has been looking for you all day, not remembering you mentioned you were busy helping Kotoha today. When it came back to his mind, you were on a break, taking a coffee with her. Both of you turned surprised to him but soon smiled at his relaxed expression. He must have run around the town just to find you.

“What are you carrying Nirei ?” asked Kotoha, laying a bit more on the counter. “It seems heavy. It’s from the citizens ?”

“Not at all ! Well, part of it no.” he giggled, a small blush showing up. He walked to you who hasn't spoken a word for the moment and handed the small, white bag to you. “It’s for you !”

Your eyes widened and you looked at him as if he was some kind of alien. For you ? 

“Me ?” The look in your eyes tells him all he has to know but he only nodded at you. 

“Yep, for all the time you baked for me !” 

Carefully taking the bag, you found all types of little things, from candy, charms for your phone to a new necklace and a card with a small note on it. As you looked at all those things you like so much, you felt tears coming to your eyes, burning a little, before your eyes fell on the note. You choked on your laughter and looked up to not ruin your makeup. 

Covering your face with your hand, you finally got up to take the very much puzzled Nirei. He was probably thinking of what he had done wrong, even though you were just so happy about it. 

“Thank you so much, Nirei. I never thought you’d love it so much.”

He couldn’t bring himself to ask anything, simply holding you closer. His heart’s lighter now that he heard you laugh.

Umemiya 

Since Umemiya heard you talked about your ex with Tsubakino, he was thinking of a way to make it up for you. He’s still upset that you were treated so poorly compared to what you do for others and desperately wishes to make you feel appreciated this time. 

He already had, what he thought, an idea, but he didn’t want you to guess so he had to organize it all somewhere you know. Not that he minded much. 

That’s why when he heard the rooftop’s door open behind him, he couldn’t wait to see your reaction. 

“Hajime ?” you looked around for him. “Why did you make me come this late, nobody’s there and- oh.” You stopped, a rather blank face at first as you looked around all the things he made up. 

Garlands were falling around the small space he used to eat with his friends, all kinds of food you liked on the table from what you could see and a small bag on the corner as well. You stayed silent for a second, mouth agape. Blinking a few times, your eyes finally fell on him. 

He had a huge, satisfied smile on his face, almost making you blush at the fondness dripping from it. He was patiently waiting for you to open your mouth to talk, rather than eating mosquitoes. 

“You prepared all of that ?” 

“Yep!”

“What for ?” you giggled nervously as you got closer, amazed, looking more carefully to what was on the table.

“Thank you. Because you’re always there for me, helping me, even cooking for me.” he explained calmly as he followed you around, half a step behind you. “You deserve it.” 

You choked on your laughter, feeling the tears coming to your eyes as he kept talking. “I don’t.” 

“Yes you do.” Before you could turn around, two strong arms wrapped around you, pulling you to his chest. Resting his head on yours, you muffled you cried in your hand but you could tell he was smiling. He must feel proud of himself, and he should. 

“That’s perfect, Hajime. Thank you so much.” your voice cracked, but you didn't really care. The ffelingof his hug tightening around you was enough.

Let me know if you liked it !

Reblogs are appreciated ♡

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[stormoflina]

re: Stef/ @macallisters

It's quite sad to find out that the lfc community here is still unnecessarily toxic due to one person's constant, never ending antics. Yes, Stef, I'm talking about you, if you are reading this by any chance, from one of your many side accounts. I have kept my silence for months, not once did I make nasty or even slightly suggestive posts about my experience with you, but what is enough is enough. Despite the kindness people showed you, despite the many chances you were given, it seems like you just don't learn. I'm tired of the anons, the rants and rumbles, the side accounts or seeing people I care about having to waste their precious time on this. I even care about those who are perhaps not even on this app yet. The Euros is coming soon, and with that most likely a new wave of people interested in the players/the club, dipping their toes into our community, and I don't want the same to happen to them what  happened to me and many others, having what is supposed to be a fun experience turned into some laughable internet drama.

You keep mentioning February, well, let's talk about February then. You know, it's one thing that you sent me weird or mean anons for months, while you were being all nice and kind in my DMs, but it's a completely different matter when one day you decided to message a close friend of mine here, with the intention of spreading lies about me and trying to paint a picture of me, that was and sadly still is, a picture of you. You very well know that I never sent you hateful messages, either as anons or ones with “forgetting” my name there. It was you who did it, to me, to many others, and sadly, you still keep doing this. After you got called out by others you blocked me, before I could have personally messaged you. I tried to let it go, even if for some time you did make me a bit paranoid, leaving me thinking about to how many others you tried to sully my name. We tried to move on, but you kept sending them to my friends, even getting  meaner, more hateful, and now, despite deactivating your old account, you keep doing the same thing.

You keep mentioning your poor mental health and your current struggles in life. If that is true, Stef, then please, first of all and most importantly, for your own sake and well-being quit this website for a while. I understand how hard it can be, when you are going through a difficult part of life, but this is not an acceptable form of dealing with it. To me, it seems having a tumblr blog is a great joy to you, so please, don't ruin your own fun. Take responsibility for your actions, admit your wrong doings, and reflect on your time spent here. I promise you, having a football tumblr is not that deep. Would you stop sending anons and creating unnecessary drama and perhaps as I mentioned, take responsibility and change, nobody would have a bad word to say to you. Sharing our bad experience is not bullying you, simply sharing the truth. There were a lot of people who were supportive, kind and helpful to you, and by the looks of it, there are still many who do the same. Don’t limit the number of these people in your life by petty internet stuff, time changes and so can you.

[reblog-house]

A Normal Day at the Cat Cafe

Written for Hermit-a-day-May, day 24: Cleo!

Wc: 1,111

Ao3: Here!

Cleo’s Kitty Café was a complete success. Everyone got their cups of tea or coffee, surrounded by many wonderful kitties, and promptly ignored their cups just to get the completely free enchanted books attached to them. An incredible business model, if you asked her! No downsides whatsoever. And its placement in the shopping district was also very strategic. They should be commemorated, for all the good they’ve done to the server.

A remunerated good, but good nonetheless.

Cleo dragged their hand over the hardcovers as she walked. The texture of leather was familiar under her touch. 

They were brought back to their surroundings by a kitty rubbing its face against her legs.

“Aww,” she said and picked it up from its torso with both hands. “Now, who were you?”

Should she know the name of the cats she tamed for the shop? Probably. But also, she wasn’t the one who named most of them. Everyone was free to engrave whatever name they wished on the cats’ collars. So it was very fair, actually, that they wouldn’t know.

Its collar read ‘Poptart’.

“Aww, hello Poptart.” They tilted their head, and the cat followed the motion. 

The cat really looked dumb from that angle, being held up in the air, little feetsies dangling down.

As if the cat knew what she was thinking, Cleo received a paw to the face, right between her eyebrows. She shut her eyes instinctively and turned her face to the side.

“Right, you win.” They let go of the cat mid-air and a gentle thunk and tap tap tap taps let them know the cat had landed safely and walked away.

At the noise, little heads rose from their slumber, tired eyes blinking heavily. When they saw no threat, they went back to sleep. The more wary ones stood in alarm, ears turning in every direction, and only sat down when Cleo made eye contact. Those ones didn’t go back to bed, or not immediately. And others only twitched their ears at most, no reaction otherwise, as they were too busy sleeping soundly to care. 

Jellie was one of them. She rolled to the side in her sleep, completely unaware of the outside world.

A gentle smile pulled at Cleo’s mouth, and they looked away.

Honestly, for being a cat café, these kits kept to themselves a lot. Minus ‘Poptart’, apparently.

Cleo went to the dispensers and selected a hot chocolate. The machine whirred like the cats that surrounded it, and Cleo waited, the tall sundae glass set in place. 

Liquid chocolate poured down in a nice stream. Though the glass was tinted, they could still tell how much liquid was inside.

As she waited, she entertained herself by opening the money cabinet and seeing how many diamonds she’s made. 

51 diamonds. Good sales as always. The day they get less than 40 diamonds, they’d run out of business.

No, they wouldn’t. People may not need their services as much at certain times, but their shop was indispensable. Everyone needed it eventually. Particularly those who didn���t have, nor were interested in, trading set-ups and who were very prone to losing their stuff in lava.

Once the diamonds were safely pocketed, she turned around to the sound of tiny marshmallows plopping onto the drink.

And to think everyone ignored their beverages after so much care and attention had gone to their finest production.

Nah, at first, she’d put in the effort to get each flavor and recipe right, but when it became clear nobody was actually drinking them and were just using the cups and mugs as decoration at most, they stopped caring. No need to use up good ingredients on them. As long as the color was right, that was all that mattered. Edible dyes were more than welcomed and pisspoor quality required.

Not the hot chocolate, though. That one, she still got to perfection. It was the only drink she cared about in the whole establishment and the only one she’d ever wanted to drink. Cocoa beans crushed by hand and made into a fine powder. Just the right amount of sugar for it to be sort of sweet but not too sickly. Just the freshest of milks collected every day.

Everything else stayed there for weeks until the contents ran out.

Because she had to restock the hot chocolate every day, they only prepared enough for two drinks each morning, and basically forced people to buy the other beverages if they weren’t going to enjoy the drink.

The hot chocolate was for true enjoyers only, and they wanted to keep it that way.

With both hands, they picked up the glass — it was warm under her palms — and set off to one of the chairs; the only one not occupied by a cat. Instead, the cat was nicely curled up on the windowsill, making the most of daylight.

The cafe had seats, a couple tables here and there. It wasn’t her fault that the cats preferred taking up as much seating space as possible, barely leaving anything for the consumers.

Well, not like people sat down to actually drink anything. Any more tables would obstruct the path of the main event: the books.

…No need for Doc to know they’d said that. 

Eh, he’d already made them pay, anyway.

The cat on her left made a little squeak when it felt her approach, eyes still shut. 

Across the room, Jellie stretched, still laying down, and then got to her feet. 

She yapped and made her way over to Cleo, swaying slightly from side to side. Cleo set the mug on the table and prepared to greet the cat. 

From their side, the kit stretched, her paws coming to the side of their thigh, and then-

Fwoomp!

The queen was on her lap, staring up at her with big round eyes. She started making biscuits and gave them a slow blink.

“Aww…” Cleo presented their hand to her nose and, once Jellie sniffed it, pressed their hand over her head.

It went down with the pressure, and when Cleo let go, the head bobbed back into place. The purring was even stronger than before, like the grumblings of the beast from below.

Cleo felt Jellie’s feet search for the best position and then descended into place. Her body was comfortably warm and heavy as a folded blanket. She sighed, content, and leaned against the back of the chair. 

The cat curled up against the window sighed through its nose, and Cleo reached back for her chocolate.

It was warm, but not scalding. Sweet, but not saccharine. 

She reached down to pet the purring cat.

It was perfect.

#hermitaday #hermitcraft #hermitfic #zombiecleo #hermitcraft season 10 #hc s10 #my writing #Yes i find it ironic that last fic in the series was about iskall being scared of cats and now this lol

[canisalbus]

You say you're not a writer but the way you tell their stories in the tags is so writer-ish to me. I'd read their entire story written like your write tags and it would be great! Especially the last few tags there on the villain ask? Very writer-ish if you ask me

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#aw jeez anon #I don't know about that but it warms my heart to hear you find my tag outbursts compelling! #I get really self-conscious whenever I try to package story stuff into written form #so it's nice to see people are still reading those #answered #anonymous #legit intimidated my all the seasoned wordsmiths that are following me I know you're out there

[insane-weasel]

I think as writers we should hold funerals for our WIPs more often.

Dearly beloved, gather us here today where this fic of some middle-aged man getting rawdogged and this other fanfic about the importance of friendship are laid to rest, because the author got really distracted playing that new video game.

We celebrate what could have been, cut-and-recycle those really good lines or ideas, because I swear I'm going to use them, I swear! And drag this poor document not to the great recycling bin or trash, but to the "graveyard" folder because sometimes I like to commune with the dead.

#fanfic #Writing #I just had to throw out 5k words of a one shot over something I can't change/control but I never delete old WIPs #I do just put them in a folder and still backup that folder with my other files #Yes some of my earlier ideas were horrendous but also there's a part of me still there in each of them #Sometimes it's less about the writing and more about who I was I want to sometimes revisit #Who was the teen girl writing gore at 15 and what would she think of today's writing #Who was the insecure fearful loveless boy who over expressed his masculinity online and wrote tough lonely guy characters #I don't want to be them anymore but when I hate myself sometimes it's nice to read what I've written #You hear the problems you never thought youd overcome in the author notes or in the subject and those fears and pain #You also see the first time you wrote a subject #I wish I hadn't deleted lots of my writing from when I was very young #Some I did because it legitimately could cause or encourage harm if left online #But I think I always smile when I see the old “this year is 8th grade” because by golly #Still think it's hilarious I got really into writing in middle school because I was jealous of someone else's writing ability in 6th grade #I can remember the exact moment I looked at my 2 page story and was filled with jealousy because they wrote 12 pages and my story felt so.. #I remember going home and going 'i know I can write something good!' and people will like it! #And then like while looking for some place to upload writing I found fanfic

[skitskatdacat63]

Watching the Brawn docu has me wanting to reach through the screen to choke out Christian and Montezemolo

#like i feel like obv theyre probably being dramatic for the sake of the docu #but at the same point it rly feels like they still hold a grudge #and im not one of those people who decrys the rb19 as being illegal or whatever #but my god for someone's car who gets accused of being illegal a lot christian youre sure talking a load of shit #like ik hes talking abt his standpoint from back then but atp in his career after all hes been thru #should he not be admiring them????? #as i said in my other tags: #wah wah angry bcs another team found a loophole in the loophole sport??? #i love tho brundle is like talking abt how he loves how teams exploit and bypass the rulebook #like to be the rulebook is like...you read it in depth so you can see what you can get away with #and obv the other teams will be annoyed but at the same time i feel like id be lowkey congratulatory like wow nice loophole!! #and also the rb5 was pretty good imo and just needed time and got bludgeoned by the brawn #meanwhile the ferrari of this ssn is basically like the ferrari of well this season #like ferrari and mclaren in 2009 basically had thw same situation as this yr #start out shit and then developed enough along the season to get podiums and wins #like rbr somewhat has a point bcs imo theyd def be the top team if not for brawn's double diffuser #so i get that yknow. but ferrari was just straight up trash and cant put up w the fact that they made a shit car #also 2009 KERS is SOOOOOOO much more broken and unfair than the DD imo!!! #like ex. Fisi totally should have won Spa but Kimi got him literally just bcs of KERS #but god yeah anyways these fucking politics ny god....the one thing max moseley did right was to accept the Brawn hahaha #why am i getting pissed at 14 year old drama LMFAO #fuck i am so happy for Brawn i think it would truly be the most unfair thing in the entire sport if they had screwed them over #i reallt just think the other teams were eternally salty because they voted to get Brawn into the sport #and then get pissy when Brawn is actually fucking fantastic #like they just expected them to be trash and then got pissed when they werent backmarkers its so dumb #ANYWAYS THEYRE NOW TALKING ABOUT CHINA 2009 MY FUCKING BELOVED SEBMARKSON!!!!!!!! #^ but speaking of that. so funny that christian was a total whiny bitch at the FIA meeting btwn Malaysia and China #talking abt how unfsir the decision was and then WENT ON TO WIN THE VERY NEXT RACE LIKE BRUH STFFUUUUUU #catie.rambling.txt

[pegasusdrawnchariots]

the eternal question: is scheduling w friends as an adult That Hard or am I just bad at it

#4 different people have left me on read today; 1 cancelled our plans 4 hours before we were due to meet #I've been sitting home alone for 2 days going insane. looking forward to One (1) coffee date & that fell through #idk why I'm taking it so hard this time I'm usually fine!! but I find myself wishing I didn't have the day off I wish I did have work :( #like it's tiring yeah but it beats sitting here not knowing what to do w myself #& I'm working all weekend & only leaving the house to see the doctor. oh joy #I've been productive ironing writing fixing the car. that's not the problem #I had 4 social plans this month. that's it #that's like seeing each friend once a month!! I can't keep this up!! #is this the norm for adulthood? :( #& on one level I don't want to bother people or be clingy #but on another level I'm baffled that they don't get lonely too #the news has not shut up abt the Loneliness Epidemic since 2021 #but if it's true why do so many people take so long to reply when I reach out? if they reply at all #I'm not going anywhere w this. idk #just one of those days #everything so fuck everybody suck :( #boomers got it right w the whole showing up unannounced at people's houses for a social call with a pound cake #now I have to go through 5 layers of bureaucratic bullshit to see a friend #assuming they don't cancel the day of ofc (((((: #I just wanna be like hello knock knock I am here. tell me abt yr life today & listen to mine & eat this cake #& the worst is when people are like 'I'm cancelling bc I'm tired xx' #OK A) u knew we had these plans for two weeks #but B) I'm tired too! I still love u ur still my friend! let us be tired together! #'I won't be social today I'm tired' my love we could watch movies in silence we could knit we could ball yr socks. idc #'I have to do the big shop today sorry' so do I!!! let us do the groceries together!!! #every time I've pushed someone to come out when they felt depressed or to let me accompany them when they were doing chores #they were like u know what I'm so glad u did this. thank u. this is way better than how I had planned this night to go #& I'm like any time!! I love u!! #& then it just happens all over again next time oh sorry I'm cancelling I'm busy I'm tired #like did u forget what a nice time we had last time? what changed? :(

[shikai-the-storyteller]

I'm so glad I like my boss and we get along well and I LOVE that she liked to share petty complaints and listens to mine. Genuinely love when people are like "Hell yeah, complaints are welcomed and ENCOURAGED!"

#i talk #job talk #I won't get into details but I work for a nonprofit #and man. Sometimes I just read / see the worst stuff while doing research for my articles and it makes me want to scream #I just talk about silly fandom stuff on here because work is hellish sometimes but I really do appreciate my boss #I've disagreed with her on some thinfs and she's #*things #but overall she's a really cool person and we had a really long discussion about capitalism and white supremacy and work culture #and it was really nice to vent #I love complaining and I love hearing other people complain it just feels so validating and like. cathartic #A lot of people dont get it but those that DO I appreciate so much #handshake meme or whatever #anyways tbd probably but man #everything has been so stressful lately #but I talked with my building manager and she helped releave a lot of my stress #and then we both complained about stuff which was nice #and idk. I'm still very stressed and exhausted and many other things but. it was nice talking to both of them today and letting it out a bi #even if I didnt talk about the big stuff stressing me out #** RELIEVE curse you mobile

[daydadahlias]

just wanted to say how much I appreciate your fics. I'm in a really hard chapter of life right now and reading your fics allows me some much needed happy escapism. I've read everything on your AO3 several times and I'm always so excited when you post something new. so big big thanks 🤍

I’m sorry things are rough for you right now; I genuinely hope they get better soon (and I know they will!!) but until they do, I’m so glad that my fics can help in any way. Writing has always been a much needed happy escapism for me so it’s a wonderful thing to know that what I write to help me can help others. That’s reason enough to keep writing right there! All the motivation I need. Thank you so much for telling me this. 💙🥺

#pigeon #anon #sigh #trying to make me cry at 1 am I see u #I haven’t had much time to write lately bc ✨school✨ and i already miss it sm #I know new stuff is gonna be scarce from me in this coming year which I’m bummed abt ofc #but it just means everything I DO get to post is going to be made with so much love and dedication #this upcoming fic I’m writing is one I’ve wanted to work on for a While now and I’m really excited to finish it and share it #whenever that may be #it’s really nice to know that — even when fandom is kind of… quieter these days — there are still people who look forward to my stuff #it’ll also just never fail to… really hit me when people say they’ve read All my stuff y’know #like 2-3 things I get #but I have… how many fics? 60? #to think someone has read all of those — or even just over 30!!! that’s insane #that’s so many stories #yeah. #it’s a really powerful thing and… kind of overwhelming in the best way to think about #anyway thank you thank you thank you

[toastsnaffler]

ahh.. I have tickets for a small music festival tmr which I went to last year + had a whale of a time but this year theres only like 2 artists I wanted to see but they released the schedule a couple days ago and neither are playing before 9:30pm. since I don't live local anymore I'd have to leave to travel back home around that time or I'd miss the last train... and there's not rly anywhere I can crash overnight there (and I was planning on going alone anyway like I did last year). so I think im gonna have to let this one pass me by :-(

#its not the end of the world like theyre not artists i LOVE love just ones i know and like a few tracks of #last year i had so much fun bc one of the artists there was an all time fave of mine. but yeah im not missing out on that this year #but its still a shame. i miss living there and being able to walk to gigs to easily like the music scene was so up my street!! #and i was kind of looking forward to it. but i shouldve planned it further in advance if i was serious abt going #i just didnt think theyd BOTH play so late???? i swear they had an earlier schedule last year #i guess i could just go and mill around some of the shows earlier in the day even tho ive skimmed most of them on spotify and theyre- #not rly my thing. sigh #im v tired + starting to feel quite sad this evening for some specific reasons i dont really want to think much about bc it is what it is #so its hard to imagine going out and having fun tomorrow. maybe ill just aim to get my chores done instead and see how i feel after that #i might fix my bike up and check the other local climbing gym out bc i havent visited that one before and itd be nice to mix it up #and i need to go out on the bike at some point this weekend so i dont build up anxiety abt it after yesterdays crash. hmm #man. its hard trying to do things solely for my own enjoyment sometimes. im usually pretty ok at making myself do it #and im grateful that i am! but i think im just feeling quite lonely. and not in a way where being around other people rly helps #like its more of a core thing. i feel kind of unseen by people in my life at the moment and that makes me feel like im not quite real #and i dont really know what to do about that. i think its why im still on my discord hiatus i just dont really have anything to say rn #ive felt this intermittently throughout a lot my life i think. but most of the time i can distract myself from it enough not to notice it #and i put the effort in socially regardless + usually when im in the moment it doesnt matter. but the stretches inbetween those moments.. #its not unbearable and i dont feel that depressed at the moment either. just a bit lost i guess. i know itll pass eventually #but yeah it just keeps nudging up against me bc im feeling every little misunderstanding and slight quite keenly atm #ahh.. well its okay. ive never really needed much anyway im good at taking care of myself and thats enough to get by #ill do something nice for myself this weekend one way or another. im gonna go take a long shower rn i think and then read a bit #ah and i said i didn't rly want to think about it! but i guess i did... well i feel like i exist a little more for typing it out anyway #okay yes shower time now :-) #.diaries #maybe someday ill have ppl in my everyday life who i do feel seen + safe around. a girl can dream.. i have a lot of work to do before then

[fingertipsmp3]

Selling stuff on vinted makes me so anxious for no legitimate reason I swear

#i literally just listed two of my tarot decks and i’m already nervous #like what if my photos aren’t good? what if the price is too high? #i listed these two just to test it out honestly. i still have the original boxes and guidebooks for both of these so i figured it’d be fine #i did put the price for each one as £10 because i mean.. they have a really nice sturdy box and full-colour guidebook arriving with them #and are in perfect condition. they’re not indie decks but also probably not super well known i think #i’m willing to come down to probably like £5 on each one tbh. i just want to see realistically: do i get any interest #and what can these sell for. and are my photos okay #for each one i just took pictures of the box; guidebook; the back of the cards (with the cards all piled up as a full deck) #and then i picked about 5 random cards and just took a photo face up in an attempt to show the artwork and what a spread would look like #my background was just my duvet colour which is currently white #i think the photos are fairly clear. they’re not like horrendous #i’m not in any of them and neither is my laundry that was also on my bed at the time #i just hope this goes well. i would love to get some serious decluttering done #honestly i want to pare my deck collection right down to the point where the entirety of it can just fit on my nightstand #because realistically i only use like the wild unknown; the linestrider tarot and a couple others #i’m torn about keeping indie decks that i don’t really use like the prisma visions tarot and moonchild tarot… on the one hand they are so so #beautiful and i probably wouldn’t manage to sell them for anywhere near what i got them for #but i really just don’t use them #like i’d feel bad selling the silhouettes tarot considering i literally wanted it for years and it was a grail deck but i don’t USE IT #i read with it once and the reading was about as clear as mud #and THEN there’s all the decks i don’t have boxes for because they came in a crappy cardboard box that wouldn’t have lasted two seconds #i used to knit little pouches for all my decks. most of the decks that are like this are still in those pouches #i feel like i can’t send somebody a bunch of loose cards but i also don’t have a deck to put them in. but would people want my crappy #pouches?? one of my friends said she thought people would be willing to buy the pouches even without the deck #but i have doubts. it’s literally a piece of acrylic that’s been sat on somebody else’s shelf for five years #would you rather receive a deck of boxless cards held together by a bunch of elastic bands or would you rather receive them in a pouch #or is it fine to just leave them loose in the envelope and hope they don’t bend? should i bubble wrap them?? #am i overthinking this???? let me know #personal

[coldflasher]

thinking about how im literally on like. the 8th draft of my novel, but i've still never actually come up with a full, beginning-to-end readable draft without bits missing or repeated scenes or entire chapters in the wrong order

lol

#why the fuck is this how my brain works #i fucking WISH i was one of those people who like. has all their writing beautifully organized in neat little folders #i mean like. in a way i do. i have most of my fics organized by fandom and ship and whether they're in-universe or AU #and then you open the doc and it's just a fucking horrorshow of scenes. most of them are half-finished. none of them are in order #when i need to find a specific scene i literally just think of a word or phrase i used in that scene and CTRL+F it #if nothing shows up after i've tried two or three combinations then i start searching through my notes app to see if i wrote it on my phone #then if i STILL can't find it i look in my emails in case i wrote it at work on the sly and saved it as an email draft #and then if i still can't find it after that i'll have to conclude that i must've written it in my head and forgotten to write it down #the masterdoc for dndb is a fucking MESS. it's even more confusing than the fic itself #cos im so paranoid about losing drafts that every time i rewrite a scene for the 3928283th time #i copy it into the doc AGAIN. so the current word count is 80k but half of it is just me neurotically redrafting the same 3 sentences #i let my friend start reading the garbage draft of my novel and she was like “im so sorry i can't read this it's fucking incomprehensible” #and then she gently pointed out that i'd used the same joke in 3 consecutive chapters and forgotten about it every time.... #anyways i have a few chapters that are taking really nice shape but i just KNOW i'll get to a point where i turn the page and suddenly #there'll be another absolutely unhinged mess of tangled word-vomit for me to wrestle into something coherent...

[yoohyeon]

Saw that the Tumblr icon on my iPad changed so I went to see what’s up and WE FINALLY CAN REPLY WITH THE BLOG WE WANT !!! THANK YOU !!! Now staff make it so when you block someone it’s block on all sb too thanks I’m tired of blocking 3 times

#I’m tired of forgetting to add this is blah blah main when someone somment something on my sideblog 😭 #my phone is sadly too full for the update but at least my iPad is ! I’ll answer on it when someone comment ckdnjdnd #now I’m leaving again ! #oh I should update that my mom recognized she fucked up (will she learn a lesson though? only time we’ll tell us) #so she apologize my dad didn’t care but he went to get her at work today and they’ve been talking like nothing happen #since they had to go grocery shopping cause the fridge was empty #idk if they talked or they just decided it was better to not say anything and fight again #so I’m happy again don’t wanna d*e anymore until I look for job at least fkdndjdn #which is what I should do but I’m ignoring my problems reading ncjdndjnd #i waited at least today see if my parents were still on the verge of divorcing or not and they seem okay so I guess i’ll check 🙄 #pray that I found something nice 😭 #I’m tempted to find something that maybe I could work 4 days a week and not 5 but I’ll never find that #cause honestly I only pay for my phone and Sowon food + litter (and vet if needed) I don’t need that much #I did promise them I would pay for Puppy’s pills if I work though cause it’s like 200$ maybe less maybe more even I can’t remember a month #my mom is struggling bad since he got those pills it’s a lot for her small salary #I’m so lucky that my parents let me be even if they struggle but I feel so bad I need to get diagnose soon cause I’m difinetely anxious #and it’s ruining my life #also had to get check for ADHD and Autism words from my doctor for the ladder I’m personally not sure ? everyone tells me no #but those people knows nothing about autism they only person that says there’s ‘’high chance’ #is bestie and she study in psychology a little for her field so I trust her judgement way more ! but maybe it’s just a mix of the other 2 #that make it seem like I may who knows one day we’ll have the answers #okay I’m talking to much now I’ll go don’t know if I’ll come back soon but at least I wanted to tell you I felt better ! #we are back at the normal worries only 🤪 #alex.txt

[arolesbianism]

Dancer 🤝 Helmet being low empathy despite literally having different flavors of mind reading

#rat rambles #eternal gales #Im like 75% sure Ive made this post bit shhhhgh #any old blog posts might as well not exist #anyways helmet has more general mind reading while dancer ironically has emotion reading #but they both still struggle to rly. connect with the emotions they detect #especially for helmet since their mind reading is near constantly active so it all just feels like white noise to them #dancer's is only rly active when hes particularly stressed out or just otherwise feeling strong emotions #because of how his body works it takes a lot less stress or excitement to activate his abilities than your average stalien #but yeah his emotions reading is smth hes very rarely benifited from since it just feels the same to him as like watching someone be #visibly upset #aka he doesnt rly connect with these forien emotions at all he can sometimes like name what they are but it doesnt rly click as real to him #during his crashes this tends to be one of the big things that hes ashamed of as he sees it as a personal faliure even tho its not #helmet's low empathy is also linked to trauma mostly from yknow. being surrounded by dying children for several years. #they struggle a lot with letting themself see the ppl around them as fellow living beings and even those they do care abt can sometimes #feel a lot more like concepts to them than people #dancer and helmet have a very. complicated relationship because of all of these factors #dancer actually hated helmet at first due to how quickly busy started liking them #but once helmet started giving him free stuff and just generally being nice to him he warmed up to them pretty quick #the two of them are pretty chill friends but after the initial ok cool guess I have a friend now 👍 period some quiet conflict arose a bit #mostly in the fact that the others abilities make both of them quite paranoid #dancer is trying to manage it but helmet is like 100% convinced that of dancer ever reads their emotions he'll learn that they secretly #are an uncaring husk (theyre not) and he'll think theyre a monster (he wont) #theyre both just so scared that the other secretly hates them and theyre both alergic to communication so its just them dying slowly #meanwhile busy is just sitting there going 'I can fix them' at the both of them (she cant but shes kind of helping at least)

[daytaker]

The Gang React to You Falling Asleep on Them

Lucifer

*deep sigh that speaks volumes to how difficult it is for this man to get any sleep, and here you are, conked out on his shoulder...*

If you don't wake up within a few minutes, he'll have no choice but to move. He is not the sort to be so sentimental that he can't bear the thought of disturbing your precious sleeping face. Of course, he won't be an asshole about it; he'll be careful and try not to wake you up. He might even drape his jacket over you for your nap.

But only if he doesn't need it.

Mammon

"Hey, my arm's gettin' a little stiff, can I just-- ...ah."

Oh. Ah. Alright. Cool. This is happening. Hmm. Damn. Not super comfortable, and it's kinda inconvenient to be trapped here, but, pshh, what's he supposed to do, wake up a sleeping human? He's heard that can lead to...cardiac arrest, or something. He ain't gonna murder you just to move a little sooner.

You did not just start snuggling him in your sleep. Did Mammon score today or did he score today? Too bad his arm's starting to fall asleep, but, well, nothin' in life is free.

Leviathan

"What...? WHAAAAAAT?" (But only in his brain. He doesn't want to wake you up. Mammon says that can lead to cardiac arrest in humans.)

He's pretty sure he's the one who's going to keel over from heart problems at this rate. He hadn't even realized you were getting sleepy. Are you bored watching him tackle this single-player old school RPG? Did you hate it all this time and you never even mentioned it?! Why is your face so close?! Do you not have any idea the kind of mental torture you're putting him through right now?!

Deep breaths, Levi. Deep breaths. This happens in anime all the time. It's...usually a good thing! It means that the main character and their love interest are tripping all the right flags, and... and how long is this scene going to last? Those scenes almost always end with the two still on the couch, then they skip to the next day or something. How long is he going to have to just sit here... suffering...?

After about ten minutes, he's reached his limit and he gently shakes you awake. He is so embarrassed that he insists you go to bed now, and he will not take no for an answer. Good night. Goodbye. *door slams*

AAAAHHHHHHHHH.

Satan

"Hm? Have you been getting enough sleep...?"

Satan would be very pleased with the situation, though probably less intensely excited than Mammon. He'll make whatever small adjustment is necessary for his comfort, then settle in and read for as long as it takes you to wake up. He feels very warm and fuzzy. It's nice. Hopefully you do this more often. But he should really ask you about your sleep schedule. Levi must be forcing you to stay awake too often.

Asmodeus

"Aww, aren't you adorable?"

This is precious. He needs to document it. As soon as he realizes what's happening, he'll carefully pull out his D.D.D., making sure not to wake you up, and start snapping pics. A few of you, a few dozen selfies with you, a few with him pretending to be asleep too, and then a perfect shot of him kissing your forehead. Grammable as fuck.

Er... is that drool he can see in one of those photos? ...You're going to have to wake up. You can't just drool on his brand-name jacket.

Beelzebub

"Oh."

He's used to people falling asleep on him, so this doesn't really throw him for much of a loop. However, he's a bit more careful of waking you up. He knows that if he wakes Belphie, he'll just fall back asleep within a few seconds, but you're not quite so adaptable. So he'll do his best to stay quiet and not move much.

But no matter how hard he tries, he's never going to be able to turn off his stomach. You'll probably wake up with a start as his stomach roars at you about twenty inches from your face.

Belphegor

"...zzzz..."

Who are we kidding, we all know he was asleep first. Probably, he's the reason you fell asleep so easily. He's soft and warm, perfect for drifting off to dreamland...

Diavolo

"Very bold! You really are astonishingly brave."

It's not every day someone has the stones to fall asleep in his presence, let alone fall asleep and use him as some sort of glorified pillow. What a nice change of pace.

He'll continue doing whatever it is he was doing before, but he is a busy demon, running the Devildom and all. He'll slowly and carefully extricate himself when it's time to move, then have Barbatos bring you a blanket and prepare some tea for when you wake up.

Barbatos

"Humans are awfully needy creatures, aren't they."

He can't help but chuckle. You just pass out during the middle of the day? Then again, it's possible you're probably not entirely well. He'll have to disturb the young master to ask what sort of accommodations to make for you. Of course, he's sure Diavolo won't mind. But it's irresponsible to let yourself drift off like this in the castle of the king of the demons, isn't it? This isn't a resort.

Sleep well, human.

Solomon

"You're just looking cute on purpose now, aren't you?"

Oh well! Looks like he's stuck here for now. Too bad. He'll smile, put an arm around you, kick his feet up, and settle in for the long haul. Hopefully you're able to get a good, solid nap in.

Most likely, you both will. He'll pass out too within ten minutes, give or take.

Simeon

"Oh- shh. There, there."

Well, if you aren't adorable... You must be so tired. He's glad you feel so at ease with him that you let yourself fall asleep, and you certainly look cute, but he's also a little concerned that you're this tired. He'll patiently wait for you to wake up. Then he'll make you some tea and gently remind you to take better care of your health.

Luke

"Eh...?! Hey! ...WAKE UP!"

How tired are you?! You need to get better sleep! Sheesh, you need to be more careful too. You almost crushed him.

#obey me #obey me headcanons #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me mc #obey me ensemble #obey me leviathan #obey me levi #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me asmodeus #obey me beel #obey me beelzebub #obey me x reader #obey me belphegor #obey me belphie #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me solomon #obey me simeon #obey me luke #text post #the om gang react #the gang react #gang react #tgr #dthc