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thefreckledgymrat · 2 months

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I'm so impatient about how I wanna look. I just want to be a big ol' natty muscle mommy😭

#ugggghhhhh #i feel so small when i think about how i look #and if i dont have a pump going on #sad face

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mysticfemme · 2 years

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anyway so I'm desperate for love because I want a hot sapphic to fuck me

#just ugggghhhhh i need it i need it #but i won't get it and I'm sad #i want a girlfriend so fucking badly #just when is it my turn #rants n rambles

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heathersbedroom · 2 years

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GIRLLLLLLLLL OMG OMG OMG

SOOOO A LITTLE NSFW SUCCESS STORY?

WELL I'M GONNA CALM DOWN FIRST OMGOMGOMGOGMGOGMGOMG

Basically my boyfriend and I have been trying to well lose our v cards but like we couldn't because family.. So yesterday I was like with a "I'M GONNA DO IT" type of mentality and did this kind of lullaby method thingy where I just kept affirming that after I felt sleep, "his (my bf name) parents went to a trip from this tuesday to the next" and that my family didn't care if I went to his house the full week.. and also having like safe s*x and it being good for both blablabla (and this is kinda embarrassing) BUT I'M GONNA SAY IT. I was (t/w) menstruating and I DIDNT WANT TO RUIN IT SOOO I MANIFESTED MY PERIOD AWAY AND GOD I LOVE IT. LIKE IT WAS THE you know heavy flow day, so I had bad cramps and overall wasn't being in any mood, and he knew so it wasn't like we were going to do it anyways, like he went to my house to cuddle bc I was like really sad and well period things💖 I LVOE HIM GUYS PLS HELP

Guess WHAT? IT FUCKING WORKED. HE WAS LIKE SPAMMING ME ALL MORNING LIKE "BABE GUESS WHAT?" AND OH FUCK I WAS SO EXCITED SOOO HE'S SLEEPING NEXT TO ME AND I'M LIKE SQUIRMING SO BADLY BC OML THIS IS ALL THAT I WANTED

He was so sweet and it was so good and omg I think I cried before after and sjnfiwie I won't get graphic nor anything like that but omg GIRLS BOYS PEOPLE IT WORKS, AND IT WORKS WONDERS. LIKE HE OWMEKkkw I WON'T SAY BUT WE CUDDLED SO MUCH LIKE IT WAS SO BEAUTIFUL honestly my fave part of being with my bf is that he's like bigger than me so he coverS ME WJJFJWJE AND WEKL BASICALLY HES A CUDDLE MONSTER LIKE SLEEPING (SLEEP NAP NAP) IS SO EASY AND LIKE I SLEEP SO WELL) I'm not even short but like I could be 😌🤔 But he's like really tall, SHORT STORYTIME BUT WHEN WE STARTED DATING LIKE YEARS AGO (YESYes I know that's why we are so horny now ALQINFKWKW) LIKE WE WERE CHILDREN AND WHY AM I ALL CAPS SCREAMING? I was like taller than him by a lot INWJRKW and he grew up so much like I DIDN'T AND HE DID. I LIKE STAYED 5'9 I THINK I DON'T KNOW I ALSO THINK I GREW UP LIKE MY DAD IS REALLY TALL SO IM REALLY TALL TOO? AND HE'S (my BF) LIKE TOO TALL IDK EXACTLY HOW MUCH BUT A BIT SHORTER THAN MY DAD AND HES LIKE 6'7? like BITCH WHERE? YOU WERE LIKE 5'5 YESTERDAY GIVE ME BACK MY SHORT KING wELL THAT WAS ALL TO SAY HE'S GOOD AT CUDDLING I LOVE CUDDLE I WOULD CUDDLE YALL IF I COULD

I love him so much also like I want to give him the world and he's the best I love him I love y'all I love the world I love you and yes I am so happy

honestly guys it wasn't that haaaard, it's just you know that graphic of success? where like the first steps are so easy but then it gets harder until you succeed and everything's easy? ITS JUST LIKE THAT. BELIEVE ME. LIKE IT FELT LIKE IMPOSSIBLE UNTIL I THOUGHT "WELL WHAT THE FUCK A (MY NAME WKNFEK) JUST DO IT AND SHUT UP" AND YES. IT WORKED. AND IT'S REAL.

I did that because it was something that I imagined happening, something that both of us wanted from a long time ago and I though we had like little encounters.. we really needed time alone 🌠

Idk, I didn't ask for anything else but I feel so happy with everything like I didn't ask forrrrr self esteem or smth like that but I feel so beautiful and loved and idk MAYBE it's bc CERTAIN someone kept telling me this and that and omg

And that's all omg I love y'all honestly without you guys I would be so like sad I love y'all keep going

ALSO I DON'T KNOW WHY BUT THIS IS THE SIGNAL YOU NEED, YOU ARE LIMITLESS I LOVE AND I BELIEVE IN YOU

UGGGGHHHHH I LOVE THIS GURL CONGRATS!!!!! IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU^^

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penelopepserver · 4 months

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my problem w the shadowed

Penelope writing here! I'm basically a month in and haven't done a cool post about it being the new 2024.... expect that in the summer/j

don't get me wrong I LOVE the shadowed kids- they're all nifty characters (fuck you Malcolm) and have their reasons to be sad BUT NOT GONNA LIE. THEY PISS ME OFF SOMETIMES????

"Hey warning Aster is feeling not so good and may in fact get harmed in the near future"

"Damn sad"

What the ACTUAL LIVING FUCK???? OH I KNOW THEYRE ALL JUST KIDS AND HAVE NO REAL EXPERIENCE WITH DEALING WITH MENTAL HEALTH BUT GOD THEY GRIND MY GEARS

even the nice ones are doing jack shit! UP YOUR GAME SHES ABOUT TO COMMIT FALL OUT NEST PEOPLE HOLY MOLY

I don't think this is the second time a situation similar has occurred, for a while Aster has been down in the dumps and Cindy has been flaunting her shit😭😭 GIRL THERES BIGGER THINGS THAN WATCHING HORROR MOVIES TRUST

Nah I swear some of these younger shadowed kids rlly just here for fun/j (WHAT HAPPENED TO THE SERIOUSNESS? WHAT HAPPENED TO "IF POLICE FIND US WE DIE"?)

Emmett and Xander the realest ones here tbh

Specific Malcolm slander

And YOU I hope you DROWN ALREADY YOU LOUSY PEICE OF GARBAGE- YOU CONSITENTLY PUT TJAY DOWN AND MAKE HIM LOOK LIKE THE BAD GUY when he DOES IN FACT HAVE A POINT!

Tjay literally had a soft moment going "Hey you all don't listen to me" TWICE and what do you do? YOU CONTINUE TO NOT LISTEN! SHUT UP SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU DONT LISTEN TO HIM AT ALL DESPITE HIM TRYING HIS BEST

Malcolm you are a HIPSTER HYPOCRITICAL PEICE OF SHIT AND I HOPE YOU [the following has been redacted by a certain someone to keep penelopes dwindling image intact]I HOPE YOU STAY MISERABLE FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIIIFEEEEE

Please, I'm not usually a hater of characters but HIM god I DONT LIKE HIM UGGGGHHHHH

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asteroids-and-tractorbeams · 3 years

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Ugh I would like to write a post about how upset and disappointed I am about the retcons and changes to Kanan’s backstory in the Bad Batch and why I’m salty about the changes and why I think the comics are better, but I can’t write it coherently. Like I’ve started typing it up like 4 times but nope

#maybe I’m still too smad about it #yes sad and mad #the comics are so good!!#it was great!!#why did they change it?!??#ugggghhhhh #the bad batch spoilers

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danyok · 2 years

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aii definitely thinks something is up with san, but I'm sure it's san trying to plan something for the two of them 🤣

ok dome. now is a time to be honest with your girl. stop dragging things out, it's not nice or fair to anyone. vee already said that he doesn't want to do anything if you're dating her, and you've said you can't stop thinking about him and clearly want to be with him. so break up with your girlfriend. at this point he's just an asshole and i don't care a bit about how sad he is or whatever. it's his own fault.

Oh?????? "over is over"????? HE DID BREAK UP WITH HER ????? i am surprised but this is good. ok so broke up with her but didn't tell her about his feelings for vee. dude you should probably warn her cause that could still really hurt her to find out later.

no don't "I'll see what i can do" TELL HER. ugggghhhhh

#you're my sky #ali watches things

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onceuponalegendbg-rwby · 3 years

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Volume 8 Episode Ranking

Oh my god why is it so hard! Like ever since V6 it’s just been nearly impossible to rank these things! I’m only certain on ranks 14-12 and 2-1. Everything in the middle is such close calls and could change depending on mood or certain aspects of the episode. Ugggghhhhh! This is subjective and wish me luck.

14) Divide - While I enjoyed opening episode and it set everything up great, it was definitely the weakest episode of the season. However, even the “worst” episode of the volume has it’s strong suits. The way the CRWBY keeps finding new ways to keep exposition/planning segments interesting is truly something they’ve honed at this point. Not to mention the scene with Ironwood is tense as hell even before the rest of the council shows up.

13) Refuge - In a similar vain to the premiere, this episode does a lot right but compared to the rest of the volume it’s not as good. The introduction of the Hound though, that is some masterful stuff, as well as an amazing mystery to bring to the table. Also, the meme of Weiss getting sent up the pipe.

12) Creation - I love meeting Ambrosius and the fight with Ironwood was amazing, seeing several things finally pay off was the best. But this episode does suffer in that, while their plan regarding Ambrosius does make sense, it took me a couple watch throughs to completely understand all the little bits. It’s not really that complicated, it’s just a lot of moving parts and specific wording.

11) Amity - This episode is a fantastic rematch for Penny and Cinder. The message to the rest of the world was also just a fun chance to see characters we haven’t seen in a long while like Sun and Neptune, Ilia, the Cotta-Arcs, Shop Keep and Glynda. It’s also just amazing to have the rest of the world know. Then there’s Maria in a mech, which yes. But of course the highlight of this episode for me was the end, when the virus starts to take over Penny and we get Taylor acting her heart out with that final goodbye to her father.

10) Strings - The infiltration of the Atlas military base. What a nice buffer before all the sadness really starts. Espionage nonsense and Penny explaining Ruby’s semblance. The chat with Nora about trying to find herself and then her big “be strong and hit stuff” moment. Ace Ops vs Penny. It’s all really great stuff.

9) Worthy - Just full of moments that had my body tense. We finally got to hear the Blake scream and it did not disappoint. The moment Yang fell, god that was masterful. Then there’s Cinder taking Watts’ advice to heart and playing smarter not harder. The setup for Winter vs Ironwood, and Vine being the one to almost get through to Harriet. Excellent.

8) Risk - This episode is just a bunch of emotional catharsis after all the crap that has happened this season, stuff that these kids have been needing to talk about for a very long time. The Renora moment was just so nice and seeing these kids go about their relationship in such a mature way was just... so good. Then there was the moment with Yang and Ruby, that was a step toward Ruby’s actual breakdown and Yang and Ruby getting to talk about their mother and cry and ugh! Then there’s Emerald’s little nervous speech as she switches sides or whatever. Not even mentioning Marrow and Winter finally getting the heck out of Dodge. Such a good episode.

7) Midnight - Cinder backstory! A masterstroke and I’ve honestly never wanted someone to die as much as I have the Madame. Ironwood was bad but this woman was just pure evil. Also, that first song Truth sounds fantastic. And then Monstra finally landing on Atlas! Ugh! And from that moment there truly was no going back.

6) Dark - Rwby does horror so well. Like, I think the writers have such a talent for that specific genre and it’s always fun when it pops up. Getting to see the theory about the Hound be proven right, getting to have a Blake and Ruby moment, getting to see the Schnees working together, that’s all amazing and beautiful.

5) War - The highlights for this episode were the scenes with RWB and May with Kdin giving a fantastic reply to Weiss, and then everything that happens in the Air Ship. Ren evolving his semblance and becoming the resident therapist was amazing, as well as just the visual for their emotions. I’ve said it before but I’d really like a cheat sheet for that. There’s also Em and Merc starting to question why they’re here while Crazy Uncle Tyrian whisks Merc to Vacuo.

4) Fault - This episode is pretty amazing from start to finish. We get a nice little scene between Robyn and Qrow, then we get that phenomenal bike action scene, and then Ren and Yang’s confrontation out in the snow with that outstanding camera work. Not to mention the tension surrounding Salem’s questioning of Oscar. This is my favorite episode of the first half.

3) The Final Word - This episode... is just a lot. I must have watched that conversation between Penny and Winter at least twenty times and it still makes me cry. The voice acting is at its absolute best this episode, specifically from Elizabeth Maxwell and Taylor McNee. Ironwood and Watts’ ends are so fitting it hurts. And just.... everything about each member of RWBY having to fight through the grief. The Ace Ops finally admitting they’re friends. Winter vs Ironwood was great. I really love this finale.

2) Ultimatum - This episode was just one amazing scene after another, with no wasted time. The explosion at the beginning was just stunning and beautiful. Seeing the aftermath and realizing we really lost Hazel. The group not instantly forgiving Em and dragging her through the consequences of her actions. Watts’ roasting Cinder even though she literally held his life in her hands, which props to Chris Sabot for his stellar performance. The meeting with the Ace Ops, Winter, and Ironwood is beyond stressful due to the latter’s unpredictability. Then the reunion and Ironwood’s speech.... The lighting in that scene! Jason Rose killing it! Such a stellar episode.

1) Witch - This was stressful, actually being in the belly of the beast. The first time any of our heroes actual come face to face with Salem in the flesh. All the animation for each different death and regeneration for Salem, how brutal each one gets. Hazel and Em turning, finally. Neo playing the long con. Yang finally talking about Summer again and Salem’s “hmm. Her again.” Then on the other end there’s the continued cracks appearing in Winter and Marrow’s loyalty. That fight between Hazel and Salem was something else, even if it was fruitless in the end. Also, the burning of the witch, I love that moment.

This volume was so tightly written and is honestly the best Crwby has ever put out. I love watching them get better with each passing year and really come into their own as writers, animators, artists, rig techs, and all of that. And Volume 9 is going to be a whole new ballgame and I’m so happy they get to tell a section of the story they’ve been excited to tell for a really long time. Thank you Crwby! You guys are legends!

#rwby #spoilers #ruby rose #weiss schnee #blake belladonna #yang xiao long #top ten

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here-i-write · 4 years

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Truth or Dare

Izuku Midoriya x Reader ||| Fluff

Word Count: 2189

4.14.2020 12:38 am

–this is my first one shot fan fic for MHA. :) –

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It’s been a long day, due to all the extra extensive training you’ve been doing. You enter the UA dorms exhausted and plop on the lobby couch. ‘Thank god it’s friday’. Finally, a weekend to rest. You’d think after a whole year at UA you would have gotten used to it by now.

“Y/n!” You jump at the excessive volume of voice. You hadn’t realized anyone was around. You turn your head a bit to notice Mina. “Hey! Where have you been?”

“Oh- I’ve been out training.” You say sitting up from the plopped position on the couch. She walked around the couch to sit across from you. You notice she is already in her PJ’s.

“At 8 at night?” she asked baffled

“I must have lost track of the time…” You pull out my phone and check the time, 8:15.

“Anyways” she started a little more upbeat “The girls and I were trying to find some people to join in a game of truth or dare, you up for it?” She asked, smiling wide. Truth or dare? Honestly, you haven’t had what you would call ‘Normal Teenage Fun’ since you got accepted into this school. So, this opportunity sounded nice.

“Sure sounds fun!”

“Great! We are meeting in my room in about 20 minutes!” as the words left her mouth she stood up and turned around to leave. But then she stopped and looked back at me with a smirk. “And Midoriya will be there.”

You looked at her, trying to mask your embarrassment with a neutral facial expression and a ‘Why would I care’ attitude. “What is that supposed to mean?” You asked, crossing your hands over your chest.

“Oh nothing” She sang and skipped off. “See you in 20!” she yelled back in your direction. As soon she was out of sight you let out a huge breath that you hadn’t even noticed you were holding. ‘Midoriya will be there’ you smiled at that thought, then quickly shook your head to try to shove the thought away. ‘Just friends. We are Just friends, JUST friends. Nothing more. I don’t even like him that way, nope, NOPE’ You tried to repeat those thoughts over and over attempting to convince yourself these words were true. He’s your best friend and you wouldn’t jeopardize your relationship with him. But who were you kidding? Every time he was brought up in conversation or when he happened to cross your mind or show up out of nowhere, you couldn’t keep your heart from fluttering.

Next thing you know it’s 8:23 and you only had 12 minutes to go change and freshen up before you were expected to be in Minas room. You quickly stood up and headed to your room. Once you get there your mind is hectic. “What do I wear? Should I leave my hair up or do I put it down?” You stared at your closet for a solid 3 minutes trying to decide what to wear. You finally decided on a baggy sweatshirt that said “This is my too tired to function sweatshirt” and a pair of cute shorts that hugged your curves in all the right places. You then walked over to the mirror to decide what to do with your hair. After messing with it for some time you decided on a half up half down look. You sprayed your favorite perfume on, swiped on some deodorant and put on your slippers. After you decided you were finally ready, you headed out of your room and down to Minas. You opened her door to notice everyone already sat down around the room and that you were late.

“Y/n you showed! Okay let’s get this party started!” Mina cheered. You went to sit on the floor in front of Mina’s bed and looked around to see who was here. Mina then started off the game by asking Jiro a truth. You then space out to check out everyone who’s here. You noticed Mina, obviously, then Aoyama who grinned at you, ‘What was that about?’ you wondered but ignored him and continued to look, next to Aoyama was Jiro, then you noticed Kaminari and Minneta were here, you then spotted Sero, Toru, Kirishima, Bakugou, Uraraka and last but not least, right across the room form you sat Midoriya. Once your eyes laid on him, your stomach was filled with butterflies. You hate to admit it but you’ve had a crush on him for the past year, EXCEPT you were too chicken to do anything about it. You talk the talk but never walk the walk, pathetic. You were then snapped back into reality by Minas abrupt voice. “Earth to y/n”

“Huh? What?” You ask while adjusting your focus back to her.

“Aoyama asked you truth or dare.”

“Oh! Uh” you say, looking at Aoyama. You remember his weird grin from earlier so you’re too scared to say dare. “Uh, truth”. He smiles wide. ‘Oh no’ you thought, sure that somehow, someway this was going to end badly.

“Do you like Midoriya?” Your eyes widen. You look at the green haired boy and notice the pink in his cheeks. You try not to show any signs of how flustered you are.

“Uh- yeah, of course I do, he’s my best friend, and I mean,come on, who doesn’t?” I try to say nonchalantly with a nervous chuckle here and there. The room was dead silent and before Aoyama could open his mouth to try to get you to talk more you immediately tried to continue the game by shouting “KIRISHIMA! Truth or dare??” you asked with a slight crack in your voice.

“Dare!” he says confidently.

“I dare you to run to the school’s pool and jump in!”

“But it’s late! And it’s probably all locked up!” he protested.

“Ah-ah-ah! You chose dare! You gotta do it! Someone go with him!” Mina interrupted.

“Awe man.” Kirishima whined

“Come on shitty hair” Bakugo exclaimed standing up and dragging the red hair out of the room, followed by Uraraka, Sero, Minneta, and Kaminari who all wanted to watch how the pool dare would turn out. After they left you knew you could relax and sighed of relief that the attention was off of you. You looked across the room and noticed your green haired friend was staring at you. That just made your butterflies do some cartwheels, you quickly look down to hide the fact you were blushing. The game went on for a while longer before people started to check out. Kirishima had come back frowning while soaking wet and Bakugou making fun of him more than usual. After everyone had left you fell back onto the floor.

“I don’t know why you just don’t tell him” Mina commented while flopping onto her bed.

“Because!” you protested.

“Because why?” she asked.

“Because, what if he doesn’t feel the same? What if I ruin our friendship? What If I tell him and he never looks at me the same? ” You asked shyly. Being rejected feared you more than a battle with Bakugo. Bakugo wasn’t that scary anyways, but you get the idea.

“Then you get to be sad for a bit and move on!” She says, thinking she makes good points “You know I’m right.”

“Yeah, I wish it were that easy. I can’t imagine him not around me everyday if things were to go wrong. And even if I did, what am I supposed to do? Walk up to him and be like ‘Hey Midoriya! I just thought you should know I’ve been crushing on you like crazy for the past year! Date me?” you shout sarcastically. Next thing you know the door burst wide open. You turned around terrified of who it could be

“I KNEW IT!!” the person shouted. Your eyes adjust and you realize it’s Aoyama.

“And I’m out of here” you say annoyed and walk past Aoyama to head back to your room. He follows you anyways.

“Oh come on! Let me in on all the JUICY details!” he pleads. You roll your eyes and continue walking.

“No.” You finally get to your room and slam the door shut. “Ugggghhhhh” you screech in a pillow and fall back onto your bed. ‘Why am I such a pathetic wimp?’ You lie there for a few moments before you hear knocking on your door. Your turn over and yell muffled “Go away!” The knocking continues despite your protests. You stand up to march over to open the door knowing it’s probably Aoyama, you grab the handle annoyed and swing the door open while exclaiming “I already told you! I’m not telling you how I feel about Midori-” you cut yourself off as quick as you possibly can once you see the person standing in front of you.

“How you feel about what?” the green hair boy asked with his eyebrow quirked up.

“How I feel about uh…” you say scratching your head thinking of an excuse. “Midori… um it’s a type of alcohol” You say while motioning for him to come into the room.

“I didn’t think you drank?” he asked confused walking in.

“Uh- I don't” You say while face palming yourself feeling like an idiot, which you are. “Anyways, what did I do to deserve a visit from my best-est friend?” you asked, trying to change the subject.

“I just came to check up on you, you didn’t seem quite like yourself earlier.” He asks sitting on your bed making himself comfortable.

“Oh yeah, I guess I over trained and I haven’t been able to fully relax yet..” You said making up some bullshit excuse.

“Well I was thinking, how about we hang out for the rest of the night, watch some movies? Eat some snacks?” He says motioning to the snacks on your desk. You look over to notice the bag of popcorn and airheads he must have brought. Your favorite. Your face softens and you smile. He knew you best.

“That sounds great,” you say, grabbing the popcorn and air heads then climbing on the bed to sit next to him. You scroll through Netflix to pick a Rom Com you both thought sounded interesting and started to focus on the screen.

30 minutes into the movie Midoriya sits up and adjusts himself and clears his throat. You look up at him. “You okay?” you ask.

“Oh, yeah” he responds hoping you don’t realize how nervous he is. He takes a few heavy breaths, you try to ignore it and continue to stare at the screen. A few more moments pass by and he speaks up again. “Truth or dare?”

“What?” you ask confused.

“Truth or dare?” he repeats himself.

“Uhh, truth?” you say cautious. ‘What is going on?’ you ask yourself.

“How DO you feel about me?” he asks, not taking his eyes off you. Which is frightening, because he reads you better than anyone else. You try to remain staring at the TV screen though you are completely focused on his breath gently hitting your face, the way his body feels next to yours, how hot your cheeks are, how the butterflies are fluttering faster than they ever have before. You can’t think clearly, your head has gone into a complete fog. You swallow hard.

“W-what do you mean?” You stutter.

“You know exactly what I mean” he emphasized the word ‘exactly’ and for some reason that made your whole body shiver. You were afraid of what would happen if you were to look into those emerald eyes of his. He then caressed your cheek and turned your face toward his. He took a brief pause before he slowly leaned in and brushed his lips with yours. He pulls away leaving you shocked. Were you sure this was the Midoriya you knew? What had gotten into him to pull something like that? He looks at you and chuckles and bit, leaving you speechless. You didn’t know what to think. Was he playing with you? Has he known this whole time? He should know better than to ask you something like that. He knows you’re too stubborn to admit your feelings. “So?” he asked with a small grin. He was still in such close proximity that you could feel his warm breath against your lips.

“I- i uh.” Your mind went blank. Mouth dry. Breathless. He chuckles and before he lets you respond he leans back in again and kisses you gently but passionately. Your arm reaches to his face and travels to the back of his neck pulling him closer to you. He then wraps his arms around your waist pulling you onto his lap. You straddle his lap, engulfing your hands in his messy green girls. He starts to smile in the kiss which causes you to smile as well. He pulls away to look in your eyes and he breathes out “Are you relaxed yet?” You chuckle and nod.

The rest of that night consisted of kisses, cuddles, sweet conversations. An endless night of the perfect scenario. The green haired boy was finally yours.

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five0mcdanno · 4 years

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Spoilers!!!

This is a big dump of some of my thoughts while I watched the finale. I have a lot so I thought it might be better to just write it all down incoherently in one post.

I’m keeping this 90% positive because I really did LOVE the finale!! It was so good! I was on the edge of my seat the whole time. I laughed, I cried a lot, a smiled so much. It was great and I wanna talk about it.

For the most part I loved the finale. There are only a few things I’d change.

1. I’d cut out the last 5 minutes. There’s no appearance by Catherine. Steve said his goodbyes, left, boarded the plane and got the text from Danny. He smiles looks out of the window and that’s it. No Catherine.

2. I’d give that extra time to the Danny and Steve goodbye but I felt a bit disappointed by it. I think if there was more “I’ll be back before you notice I’m gone” type of banter and some heartfelt hugging between both of them and Danny wishing Steve well and telling him he’d better come back soon then I’d be 100% content. Maybe even Danny coming back inside the house with Steve cause he knows the team is coming next and his boy is gonna need some support. I can picture him just sorta of hanging off to the side while Steve has his moments with the team. Then they ALL say goodbye as he leaves. That would have been perfect.

3. I also didn’t like that Steve left only a week after Danny almost died. That’s crap. He’d leave while Danny is still healing? Yeah right. Could have at least made it a month. I could have been happier at that.

With that said, here’s my live reactions as I watched:

Flashback with Victor and Wo Fat planning the pilot!! WHAT!

Oh shit Daiyu Mei is watching them at the cemetery from last episode. Ahh yes see Steve did drive to the cemetery. It's like people forgot he has a truck and doesn’t always drive Danny’s camero.

LINCOLNS CONTACT ISN’T CATHERINE OH THANK FUCK!!!! I was so sure she’d pop up and be in the whole episode. Phew!

Okay Steve looks kinda nostalgic but not quite wistful over her. Good, good.

HAHAHA!! Steve immediately said bye and pulled out of there to go save Danny, not even telling the contact anything. Gotta go save Danno. Sorry dude.

Also, love that Danny was in trouble with the tail and thought "I need my husband. He'll take these guys out" and calls him.

Oh fuck! Steve's face!! Hes so worried! The gunshots and Danny not answering! Ahh!

STEVE RUNNING STRAIGHT INTO THE FIRE BECAUSE HE THINKS DANNO IS IN THERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Steve: "Danny Williams. You know who he is. My partner."

Even kidnapped and tortured Danny makes a joke about his car and exchanging insurance information 🤣

STEVE IS PUTTING THE ENTIRE POLICE ON FINDING DANNY INCLUDING EVERYONE WITH A BADGE AND EVERY HELICOPTER!! IM DYING!!!

I LOVE THIS TROPE!!!!! The bad guy calling the loved one and showing them a video of whumpee in chains covered in blood. So fucking good

"I HAVE THE ONE PERSON THAT YOU CARE ABOUT MOST IN THE WORLD” AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

“Don't make the same mistake as you did with your father” !!!! Ahhhhhhhh!!!!!

Dammit Adam of course Steve is going to follow her directions and go alone. He'll do anything to save danny.

No messing around. Get the address, confirm hes alive, give the cypher and hes out

Danny telling the bad guys he better call his family and say goodbye because he has no idea what's coming for him is AMAZING!

OH FUCK DANNO YOU FUCKING BADASS!!!! LOOK AT YOU!!! HOT DAMN!!! Climbing up the chains like spiderman and breaking them off and then killing nearly every bad guy!? Fuck!

Oh shit!!!! Theres the shot!!! Danny’s down!!!

Ahhhh everyone's here now!!

STEVE IS CARRYING DANNO OUT!!! AND SPEAKING TO HIM SO SOFTLY AND GENTLY! "You gotta crawl in there buddy"

HES CRADLING HIM IN HIS FUCKING LAP!!!!!! IM NOW OFFICIALLY DEAD!!!!!

IM CRYING!!!! He wants so desperately to go in the room with him 😭😭😭

MY HEART!!! IM SCREAMING!!!

Oh my god hes praying. Steve is literally asking God to not take Danny. "You want someone you take me. Not him. You take me"

FUCK ME

Steve’s heartbroken. He doesn't care about the cypher. Not with danny in the hospital

Oh I love lincoln. Hes a good egg.

"That was very mcgarrett of you" HA!

Ohhh here’s the doctor. “Hes not out of the woods yet” “Can I see him”

MY HEART CAN’T TAKE THIS!

OH MY GOD YOU’RE KILLING ME WITH THE INA PAHA SONG RIGHT AS STEVE GOES IN TO SEE DANNY!! AS HE SITS DOWN AND TAKES HOLD OF HIS HAND

I CANT TAKE IT

Oh no Lincoln’s contact is dead. That means Catherine right? Well fuck. Shit. No. Dammit I don’t want to see her.

Yay! Danny's awake!! Did he just say something along the lines of “why’d you stop holding my hand?” CAUSE IF I HEARD THAT RIGHT I’M SERIOUSLY GONNA EXPLODE

“If I had a dollar for every time you've saved my life I'd have like 20 bucks” DANNY!

“Reminds me of what I went through with my dad” Oh Steven you’re making me cry babe.

NO CATHERINE SO FAR!! YES!!! They cracked the cypher and still no her!! Woo!!!

Ugh. Of course something was hidden in Doris' crypt. Keeping her bullshit secrets until the end. I hate her so much.

The is the most romantic McDanno episode I've ever watched.

I’m always here for a badass ohana shootout scene and this did not disappoint. I screamed when Lincoln took down that guy. So fucking badass.

Ugggghhhhh fuck doris. Wo Fat really is her son. So dumb!!!

These flashbacks are awesome. Wow. John talking to wo fat was crazy.

That goodbye with Danny was shit. Super shit. I do love Danny saying that he loves hawaii now and blaming Steve for it but the rest was bleh. Danny was so angry and sad that Steve is leaving that they didn’t properly say goodbye. At least Steve said it's not forever and that Danny has a phone.

The goodbyes with everyone else made me sob like a baby. That was 100% the cast saying goodbye to Alex wasn’t it. Cause that shit hurted. Started sobbing at Lou’s goodbye and I’m still sobbing now as I type this.

"Missing you already" MY HEART!!! THAT’S SO CUTE. LOOK AT STEVE’S SMILE. It’s like Danno went “shit I can’t let him go thinking I’m mad at him. I know. Let me send this true but kinda funny text.”

Fuck its Catherine. Fuck. That sucks. SO MUCH! WHYYYYYYYY!!! WHY IS SHE HERE!!! At least Steve didn’t expect her or call her or something. She wasn’t on his mind. She just wormed her way back into his life like always. God I hate her. And I hate Lenkov for having a hard on for this ship.

I generally thought that Danny was gonna sit down next to Steve on that plane up until we saw Catherine’s hair. Even when he got the text from Danny I still thought maybe cause that’s something Danno would pull but nope. I’m a clown. 🤡

Just gonna pretend those last few minutes didn’t happen. The show ended with Danno’s text.

Annnnd I’M A FUCKING MESS OF TEARS!

#h50 spoilers #spoilers #hawaii five 0 #hawaii five 0 spoilers #10x22 spoilers #h50 10x22 #10.22 #h50 finale #my thoughts #my reactions #mod post #mod's thoughts

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skillzyo · 5 years

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The way Brittany keeps saying sorry in that scene is so sad because she doesn't want to hurt Santana, but she also knows she'd get hurt if she let herself be with Santana right now, but protecting herself means hurting her best friend/person she loves most.

Ugggghhhhh

#gleeks grab your slushies

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spacechild-glitchypix · 5 years

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Episode 149 Live Notes

I’m late but whatever, let’s do this!

Yay! Cecil’s back! Thank fucking god!

Huh...It’s Leonard’s birthday...

Welp, Leonard’s death sounds depressing. Oof

Can you tell that I don’t care about Leonard?

Fuck, Carlos isn’t back

Wait, never mind

Fuck, god damn it, they reset the relationship back to ‘just started dating’?

CARLOS REMEMBERS

FUCK CARLOS REMEMBERS AND HE JUST WANTS HIS HUSBAND BACK

Ok, now we’re back to the Blood Space War and I seriously do not care

The General backed down though so that’s good

Ugggghhhhh, I seriously do not give a shit about the Blood Space War

I’m sorry but this whole thing is extremely impersonal, it’s all happening to characters that I seriously couldn’t care less

Night Vale’s going back to normal though which is great, I’m happy about that

NO, IT’S FUCKING NOT CECIL, YOU AREN’T MARRIED TO CARLOS AND THAT’S NOT NORMAL

WAIT A MINUTE, HIS MOTHER’S ALIVE NOW???

WHAT HAPPENED TO ABBY???? WHAT ABOUT STEVE???? WHAT ABOUT JANICE????

Oh fuck off, don’t do this to me! You don’t just drop this shit on me and then cut back to whatever the hell is going on with finance!

Ok, I’m hearing about vaping and it’s hilarious, the voice is hilarious

The guy who vapes is hilarious, he sounds so high and I’m fucking losing it

Poor John Peters, holy shit

CARLOS OH MY GOD I’M SO UPSET

ABBY!

CARLOS OH MY GOD I’M SO SAD, HE’S TRYING SO HARD

CECIL, THIS HAPPENED, OH MY GOD I’M SO SAD

It’s official, fuck this episode, I’m sad

NO CECIL, IT’S OK, YOU’RE BE ALRIGHT

God damn, I’m going through an emotional rollercoaster right now. Fucking hell Finknor

God, what a fitting weather

To add to Cecil having a near panic attack from the window, the genuine fear in Cecil’s voice actually sickened me from how fucking familiar it is. Props to Cecil Baldwin, his voice work is top notch

Carlos!

Oh my God, he sounds so upset

Holy shit, I’m so upset

I’M SO UPSET, HE’S TRYING SO HARD, OH MY GOD

CARLOS NO, I’M SO FUCKING SAD, THIS CAN’T BE FUCKING HAPPENING

HE’S SO UPSET! OH MY GOD!

Fuck this season, I swear to God I’m having an emotional breakdown

Welp, that’s a bittersweet outcome to the Blood Space War

Fuck, don’t remind me of Josie, I’m already upset enough

Oh thank God, it’s going back to normal

Good Lord, I’m just glad things are back to normal, I’m emotionally exhausted

#welcome to night vale #cecil palmer #carlos the scientist #cecilos #i'm still curious what was going on in desert bluffs while this was all happening #kevin just in his studio while everything around him is fucking chaos: this is normal

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haikyuu-imagines-and-others · 6 years

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Haha, the ask box is open! May I request a scenario where Oikawa, Bokuto and Kuroo (separately) have a bad day and their female friend decides to make them a blanket fort with all sorts of enlightening things like fairy lights. But then they end up talking over the problem in the tent and/or just about anything really and end up falling asleep next to each other. BUT in the morning they realize that they want to be together. Kisses ensured. Please and thank you!!

Jeez I’ve been gone for a while, huh? I am really sorry guys! I’ve been all over the place, getting my cosplay ready, looking for a new job, getting my degree… just a LOT of things happening at once TT~TT I have another blog I’m working on for other fandoms, so that’s also been kind of eating up my time… ugggghhhhh Anyway! I absolutely love this idea of comforting the boys rather than the usual other way around, thank you for requesting! - Admin Satori

Oikawa Tooru:

It’d been a bad day. A bad… BAD day for the great king, Oikawa Tooru. In all his life, all years of school, every match on the court - he’d never felt so…. miserable. So completely downtrodden in every movement he makes.

But he seemed to be moving in slow motion the longer the day went on - as if it were playing with him, teasing him of all the failed events he’s ever had in his life. His knee, his matches, his love life. Everything seemed to be against him.

It seemed even Iwaizumi had gotten tired of his antics for the day, having sent him home from trying to practice his serves. Not that he was in any condition to practice; His knee had been killing him for the past week.Tension, frustration, hopelessness rolled off his shoulders in waves on his way home, forcing away the pain with every stretching of his leg, of his knee, with his step. Oikawa just wanted it all to end already - why had he been suffering so badly recently? It wasn’t as if he’d been blessed with good fortune to warrant this bad bout. Why did Karma believe he deserved to suffer for happiness he hadn’t felt in… forever, if he really thought about it.

He knew no one was home, and he was glad for it - he really didn’t want to have to deal with explaining his bad mood to his mother, or father, or sister, or whoever decided to pay him any attention. The great king, for once, didn’t want anyone looking his way.

That’s why he was surprised to enter his living room and find… a makeshift fort/tent in front of the couch - blankets and pillows tossed inside, flickering, soft fairy lights adorning the entrance to the comfortable paradise that dwelled within. He could see someone, and he had an idea of who, had really gone to the ends of the world to put this together, even going so far as to get all the extension cords connected so they could charge their phones while they watched whatever. Oikawa’s soft brown eyes followed the cords path, curling around the tent/fort, over the couch, around the dining room table, to the only outlet that wasn’t bombarded with plugs - the one right by the kitchen. He could hear soft humming coming from inside it.

“Tooru! You’re home early!” Your smile was bright, infectious and causing a gentle smile to curl his lips. Though it didn’t reach his eyes, he didn’t feel the smile, and that worried you. “Tooru?” You set down the treats you’d been about to take into the living room, reaching out to him and cupping his face, “What’s wrong?”

But he didn’t want to ruin your good mood, so he shook his head - his smile a little more forced than before, “Ah, ________-chan! Always so sweet to me~.” His hands reached up and poked your cheeks, pushing them together to give you fish lips. “When did you become my mom?”

You whined, feeling the pinch of your cheeks as he pushed a bit harder, pulling away from his hold and sending him an unamused glare, “The second Iwaizumi texted me you were on the way home.”

Oikawa let out a huff of a sigh before turning and going to the living room, waving his hand vaguely, “Iwa-chan is such a big baby! Why’d he go and tell you where I was going?” His back to you, his expression revealed his desperation to be alone - his eyes glancing over longingly at the hallway leading to his room. But then you were popping up in his sight, and his eyes flashed over to the fort, “And what’s this, ______-chan! I’m not a kid!”

“You sure act like it.” You muttered offhandedly before crawling into the fort, setting the snacks you’d grabbed off to the side before patting the space next to you, “Come on, Tooru - it feels cold in here without your enormous amount of body heat.”

He squawked in surprise at your tease, feeling as if you’d meant to say something much meaner about his ‘weight problem’ rather than what you had.

But he followed your instruction anyway.

You smiled proudly over at him as he got comfortable, “The Grand King has entered his loverly kingdom! Welcome, My King.” You bowed as best you could while laying on your stomach, your arms brought under you and resting your weight on your elbows. Oikawa gave you an unimpressed raised eyebrow, but you only stuck your tongue out, “Whaaat? I worked really hard to put this together! Do you realize how close I was to running out of extension cords?”

The laugh that left him almost sounded genuine, but you knew he was still holding back. Still forcing himself to have a good time. For your benefit.

“Dad is definitely not going to like the electric bill this month…” His voice had trailed off into a mumble by the end of his sentence, and he noticed he was unintentionally relaxing in your little fort. How could he not? You’d brought all his favorite things in one place just for him - blankets, pillows, snacks… and your warm smile. That’s all he could really ask for. Forcing his mind off the way your gentle laugh made his heart flip, he cleared his throat and leaned on his hip, one hand brought up under his head, fingers in his hair, while the other laid casually on his waist, his legs further down so the pressure was off of his knee. “So..” He started.

“So….” You mimicked, smiling fondly when he huffed in slight amusement.

Oikawa’s eyes flickered from object to object, seeing that you’d really put a lot of thought into this, “What instagram, or pintrest, blog did you get this idea from?” His smile was teasing as you sighed loudly and playfully swatted at his chest, “Sorry, wrong question.” He amended, his tone making it known it had not been a mistake of his tongue to speak what he had. “What I meant to ask was….” His eyebrows furrowed as he looked down at his fluffy comforter under him, under you, “Why?”

The question was simple enough. But his voice, quiet, gentle, almost… shaky had your senses on alert - you’d known he hadn’t had a good day, Iwaizumi had told you as much when he’d called you, but you hadn’t known… it was bad enough to make his mask slip just the slightest.

You felt heat rise to your cheeks at his curious gaze focused on you, his lips pushed out into a pouting frown - how you just wanted to lean forward and kiss his sadness away. But slapping back to reality, you inhaled slowly, casting your eyes to his injured knee before meeting his eyes again, “I heard you had a bad day…”

Just the mention of his day had Oikawa practically recoiling into himself, his staring contest with your face suddenly broken and looking at anything but. His fingers, which had been gently stroking the cool comforter below him, now gently dug into the fabric, the bouncy, stretchy material wrinkling around his pressure.

He didn’t want to tell you about his dumb day. About his failures. He’d take those to the grave - the only people to actually know the truth would be those that were there and himself.

“…. Do you want to talk about it… Tooru?”

Heart stilling in his chest, Oikawa felt a wave of guilt wash over him. Why would he hide anytime from you? His closest friend after Iwaizumi. Someone who gave him advice from the opposite view. You who had helped him through his physical therapy sessions after his accident.

But when he still didn’t answer, you felt as if you’d crossed a line you hadn’t known had been drawn. So you nodded to yourself before turning your attention down to your hands below you, “Sorry… Uhm… You don’t have to, okay? But I’m here if you change your mind.” The gentle hope still in your voice, after being silently rejected, had Oikawa’s heart lurching forward - not only had he failed everything today, but now he was hurting you, too.

“I changed my mind.” Your eyes were drawn to the quiet voice beside you, seeing his internal battle plain on his face - the mask was completely off now. A faint sense of pride gripped your stomach as you watched him get a bit more comfortable, his body taking up much of the same position you were in, he was debating on what to say or at least how to say it - and it meant the world to you that he’d open up… even if he wasn’t the most comfortable with it.

You remained quiet, though, not wanting to rush him with questions, or prompt him along what he was feeling. All your friendship with the young man you’d been focused on giving him his time and space, while also reminding him that you were there with him. Whenever he needed you, you were just a phone call away. You remembered when he’d tease you, or even your friendship with him, saying how it was almost like the two of you were dating with how much you tried to comfort and be sweet to him.

How could he have known he’d pinpointed the exact dream you’d been plagued with since you first met him?

Oikawa tumbled the words in his head, in his mouth, not sure of what exactly to reveal to you - the entire truth? Or lie? Or half truth half lie?

One glance in your direction had him feeling guilty for even thinking about lying to you. Not you. Never you. Instead he let out a loud sigh, letting his head fall forward so it was resting against the pillow under his arms, burying his face in the soft plush it provided. “Everything is wrong, _______… Just… Everything.”

It was the first time in almost a year that he’d used your name without the cute honorific.

The seriousness of that fact had your heart beating a mile a second in your chest, hammering against your ribs and even setting a gentle blush across your cheeks and nose. Why did it have such a strong effect on you?

Now wasn’t the time to focus on your feelings though - he needed you.

Hesitantly, you reached your hand out, seeing it slightly shaking as lowered from the air between you to rest soothingly on his back. Slowly, still hesitant on whether he wanted to feel anything touching him, you rubbing your hand up and down his back, every now and then using the tips of your nails to trace soft patterns into his shirt, into his back.

“What’s everything, Tooru?” Voice still soft, hands still gentle, Oikawa fell quite easily into a sense of security - you were a safe space for him.

He could express his very deep fears to you without judgement, he felt.

A quiet voice inside him warned him of trusting people wholeheartedly - giving someone everything of you would only cause your own destruction. He wanted to play cautious around everyone, around you… but the understanding in your eyes, the feel of your hands slowly easing away his stress, the lull of your voice… all of it gave had his chest feeling too tight for his heart, as if he were too far from you, that he needed you as close as he could get you.

But he didn’t move.

Instead he, slowly, cautiously, spilled his heart out for you to see - bearing witness to his very unraveling.

—

The next morning, Oikawa felt sleep keep his eyes shut tight, reminding him of the long night of talking the two of you had had just a few hours prior. If he had to guess, he’d say he’d fallen asleep while talking to you - his voice fading closer and closer into the darkness around you two until you’d heard the soft snores of his slumber.

Eyes flickering open, blinking against the muted light of the sun against the fort’s blanketed roof, he glanced down at his body to see a soft sheet that hadn’t been there before he’d fallen asleep.

You’d covered him, tucked him in, and he was sure without a doubt had kissed his forehead to chase away his bad dreams.

The second thing he noticed, apart from the warmth he felt at the idea of your kiss against his skin, was your gracefully sleeping form. Ethereal in your own way. Gentle light surrounding you, caressing your dreams, your eyelids flickering just the slightest with the hint of something Oikawa would never be able to witness himself. Your lips were slightly parted, your breath coming in soft and quiet, no terrible snoring like he’d known himself to have.

He wanted to touch, to make sure you were really real, really there with him and gracing him with your presence. Oikawa wanted to call your name, see you react to his saying it, he wanted to be able to ask you to say his name.

But he didn’t want to break the fragile scene before him. He felt if he did anything that all that it’d shatter this moment for him - and he’d be forced to handle his own shit all on his own.

So his movements were slow, calculated, his body scooting just slightly closer to yours. For a few moments while he was getting closer to you, he briefly wondered what it was he was doing.

All Oikawa wanted was to be closer to you. And to wake you up….

With a kiss.

Bokuto Koutarou:

Opening the door, he knew you were greeted by darkness.

His darkness.

Or rather, the darkness of his room since he’d drawn the blinds and covered them with a thick blanket. No sun, no light - he didn’t want to be bothered anymore.

“Koutarou…” Your voice was barely above a whisper, and he could hear your gentle sigh that followed - he’d put you through his mood swings way too often for you to be surprised by them at this point. Bokuto knew you hated him, you had to - there was no other way you’d feel about his sorry excuse for a human being. Littered with anxiety and depression every other day, joyous and annoying the next before hitting another low for absolutely no seeable reason.

“Sorry…” His voice was laced with sleep, or something close to it, he assumed. Sleep had evaded him, no matter how fast he ran towards it, no matter how much he pushed himself through physically, mentally, and emotionally… Sleep wouldn’t come. And he’d be left with his thoughts again.

There was a quiet shuffling as you entered his room, picking up what clothes he’d disposed when he’d come home the night before. He hadn’t been at school today, so you’d figured he’d fallen into another slump. You would have come sooner… But you had to get his classwork so he didn’t fall behind.

You paid no mind to his apology, knowing he wasn’t looking for validation - he’d shown you how he was from the beginning, and while he’d seen you be open and accepting of it… he couldn’t help but feel as if you’d wished you’d never met him.

Bokuto jumped slightly, surprised when he felt your soft touch against his arm, then he felt you sitting on his bed beside him, the mattress dipping with your added weight. “Sorry…” He mumbled again, the words feeling like wet sand in his mouth - knowing it was only a matter of time before it’d feel like molasses.

Gently, you stroked his arm, following his lines and dips, but then tracing some random designs - he could have sworn he felt you spell your name out, but then he knew he’d be fooling himself. “Kou…” Your voice, still gentle, still sweet, called out to him still, sending a wave of warmth across his skin, striking him in the heart directly. His sudden inhale notified you he was listening, “Kou, Do you want to talk about it?”

No. No he didn’t. He wanted to forget it ever happened, forget he ever existed.

“You’ll feel a lot better if you talk about it, Kou… Remember?”

Yeah, he knew that. It always helped to talk to someone when he felt like melting into the ground to escape. Talking to you specifically always had his world becoming brighter, he noticed. Your voice had a way of showing him the light even in the darkness of his own making.

Painfully slow, even for him, he turned his head to glance at you over his shoulder, seeing your silhouette surrounded by the light of his home - knowing it was nothing more than shadowplay… but he wasn’t able to get the image of you, his guardian angel, out of his mind. Because that’s what you were to him. His guardian. His savior. Someone who always knew when he wasn’t his best, and still encouraged him, inspired him, to better himself. To come to terms with his mental health.

The small smile that curled your lips was light a breath of fresh air for him. It revitalized him. Made him remember he wasn’t alone in his fight.

You patted his arm gently, tipping your head towards his open door, “Come on, Kou… I have a surprise for you.” Bokuto wanted to blow you off, huff in irritation and turn back to his dark corner, push you away…. But he also wanted to pull you close and never let you go, tell you everything he’d ever thought about in the last couple of hours without you in his presence, lean on you in his time of need. He wanted both equally, to the point of agony at just the thought of you.

But he didn’t act on either. He held back his emotions, as he’d been doing for the past day - knowing sooner or later he’d explode but today wasn’t that day… So he didn’t have to worry about it now.

Now was reserved for the way your hand stroked down his arm, now was held for only you and the gentleness of your touch as you laced your much thinner fingers with his. The present he was in would be focused solely on the way your smaller form tugged at him to get up, encouraging him to keep moving forward. “Kou..” You whined with a small laugh, knowing he wanted to come with you, but it was hard getting out of bed.

With a final blow to his demons, Bokuto slowly followed your tugging, sitting up in bed and using his other hand to rub roughly at his face - he was sure he had indents of his pillow sheet on his cheek. You were patient now, seeing he was really making an effort to follow you, your hand still holding his softly, feeling the strength with which he held your hand - as if you were his tie to reality.

Getting out of bed completely was a struggle, a battle all on its own. But he’d fight it. Over and over again would he fight it.

As long as you were there with him, waiting for his victory.

“Koutarou, I’m really excited to see what you think of the surprise, it’s really cute and I found it online when I was just looking for…” You continued to chatter, and while you were sure it annoyed most other people, you also knew Bokuto needed that verbal prompting. He’d told you before he liked when you talked, or when you’d blabber on about this or that… He liked your voice.

Bokuto listened contently, each step closer to your surprise becoming easier and easier with your excited jabbering. He wasn’t really focused on your words, or what it was you were talking about… but your voice. So sweet and gentle with him, using just the right tone to make him feel as if he were falling harder and harder for you each day passing.

Oh, he knew he was smitten. He’d been head over heels for you the moment Akaashi had introduced you to him! From that day forward, he’d begged any God to give your attention to him, and he’d tried… countless times to gain the courage and confidence to ask you out.

All his trials and errors, though, did have a benefit in the end… Like today, here you were. You were always there for him. A wonderful friend… that he wished he’d have the guts to ask to be more than just a friend. Whenever he was in his lowest of moments, and he knew it was too late to call you to help… he’d think of you. Of your smile, of your gentle hands pushing him forward and your soft voice coaxing him into the light you’d made your kingdom.

What he wouldn’t give to stand by you in that light.

“… So I figured I’d do the same and build us a little fort for the day! Or however long your mom will let us have it up!” You stood proudly beside him, your hand squeezing his excitedly as you stared ahead at your masterpiece. When he didn’t say anything, you looked up at him curiously - only to feel a blush settle across your face when you saw he was staring at you intensely. “Kou!” You laughed a bit nervously, nodding towards your fort, “Look what I made!”

He didn’t want to look away, but the blush on your cheeks had given him a weird feeling - as if he needed to look away or you’d go crazy. So he listened to his gut, and allowed his golden eyes to focus ahead the two of you… at the cute fort you’d built in the center of his living room.

“A fort?” It was a lame question, he knew, and he wanted to apologize for it since it was less than excited, but he knew you wouldn’t accept it in the slightest.

In fact, you smiled fondly, “Yes, sir! A fort! Come on! I made it perfect size for two and I have most of your favorite things in there!”

Bokuto felt a small, shadow of a smirk pull at his lips, his eyes going back down to your jittering form as you pulled him towards the fort. You were by his side, he wanted to argue… you’re his only favorite ‘thing’.

But the words stuck in his throat, and refused to come out.

You got into the fort first, making sure everything was perfect before you motioned for him to come in with you, “Come on in, Kou! What’s a fort without its great Knight!” Your smile was soft, but it spoke volumes to him - as if you were beaming from ear to ear in his minds eye.

Once he was situated next to you, on his back, staring up at the ‘roof’ of the fort, he felt his darkness slowly seeping away from him. Being replaced with a childlike wonder at the work you’d put into something so silly. “How long did it take you to make this?” He asked, his voice slowly coming back to him, gaining incrementally the rambunctious boom he had in his usual every day interactions.

Copying his pose, you turned so you were laying on your back, your hand slowly reaching between your bodies and resting over his, your fingers lacing with his once more, “Uhmmm about 30 minutes.. Why?”

Bokuto shook his head, “You were here for a whole hour, weren’t you?” He could tell when you fibbed, there was a certain choke to your voice whenever you’d try to squeak past him.

But you laughed, feeling your heart swell at his knowing you so well. “I couldn’t get the lights plugged in right! I thought one of the bulbs was broken… but it was just slightly unscrewed.” You mused happily, very pleased with your work, or maybe you were riding out the bliss you felt when his hand squeezed yours softly.

An actual smile slipped onto Bokuto’s face, touched, truly touched, you’d do something like this for him. “I think…. I think I’m ready to talk now, _______.”

Anxiety clutched your stomach suddenly, fear of screwing up with the wrong words curled around your throat. It was almost impossible, but you managed a quiet, “I’m always listening, Kou…” and you prayed he didn’t hear the shake of your voice - you’d never forgive yourself if you unintentionally had him pull away from you.

Taking a deep breath, Bokuto felt his heart squeeze in his chest, feeling your hand hold his tightly, reassuring him that you were there with him. That this wasn’t just some silly fantasy his demons had brought him in a fitful night.

No, you were here. With him. Beside him. Holding his hand as if he were your tie on reality, too.

——

He didn’t remember falling asleep. He didn’t remember pulling you close against his chest in the cover of night. He didn’t even remember when he’d allowed your head to rest on his bicep as a makeshift pillow.

But the moment he opened his eyes, he came face to face with your peaceful, beautifully exhausted expression. You’d fallen asleep just as easily as he had. But after he did.. He was sure of it.

He’d been heard just fine.

Carefully, his brought his other hand from his stomach to stroke away the hair from your face, feeling his heart squeeze in his chest when you hummed contently, the vibration of your body against his having his lungs feel as if they weren’t large enough for the inhale he took.

In the night, you’d pretty much, thankfully, happily wrapped yourself around him, your left leg resting over his, your ankle having hooked around his. Your left hand rested comfortably on his stomach, your fingers pressing into his shirt now and then as your dreams continued - your cheek pressed into his bicep. The fluttering of your eyelashes tickled his skin, and had the young man smiling serenely down at you.

“I really… don’t deserve you, _______….” His voice was quieter than the A/C blowing through his house, and he was thankful you weren’t awake to hear it; He knew you’d only argue against it. “I…. I don’t think I can be just your friend anymore, ______…” Bokuto dipped his head just the slightest, now pressing his forehead against yours, his nose against your cheek as he debated on whether this was a good idea or not.

Was he right to want you? To keep you by him? Would he ever forgive himself if you got eaten up by his darkness?

“So… Are you going to kiss me or am I going to kiss you?”

Your voice, laced with sleep, scared him, his eyes going wide, pulling his head a bit away from yours. You whined quietly and leaned closer to him, now pressing your head against his chin, feeling disappointment bloom in your chest that you’d ruined the moment.

Bokuto cleared his throat, “Ah. I.. I’m sorry, _____. I didn’t mean, I, Uh.. Um..” He coughed a bit awkwardly, a sheepish smile coming to his face - and you forced yourself to open an eye to catch a glimpse of the beautiful expression.

He was back.

When you didn’t say anything to indicate you were mad, his heart swelled - you wanted him to kiss you. Seriously? That’s all he’d been dreaming about for the past couple of months! Excitement thrummed in his veins, and he slowly lowered his head once more so he was pressing his forehead against yours. “Are you sure?” It wasn’t a question about the kiss. It was for afterwards. What would happen after the kiss? He felt his anxiety eating at his stomach, making it do flips the closer and closer he felt your lips in the air between you.

You hummed with a gentle smile, leaning up just the slightest so you were just a hairs length from kissing him, “Let’s figure that out later, Kou…” It was a promise. You’d be there for him. Regardless if it worked between you two or not. You needed each other.

And that’s all it took before Bokuto was closing he space between you two and pressing his lips against yours.

He’d never seen fireworks explode behind his eyelids like this before.

Kuroo Tetsurou:

He didn’t want to talk about it. The rigidness of his body told you that much. And while it killed you to see him so antisocial about his issues, you understood that Kuroo preferred to deal with his own problems in his own way.

Sometimes it worked, he’d be fine the next day - acting as if nothing had happened and he’d never been in a sour mood previously.

Sometimes it didn’t - He’d be moody, and snap at anyone that had anything adverse to say about what he was doing, or even just gave him a look he took the wrong way.

It was too soon for you to figure out which way he’d go. Kuroo had just come over to your house, irritation and frustration rolling off his shoulders, proclaiming he didn’t want to talk about it right now and he just wanted to hang out with you.

You’d been flustered, to say the least. It wasn’t every day that your close friend, Kuroo, would barge into your house and want to hang out with you. Sure, being close friends should warrant that kind of behavior - but he was a busy young man. He had a ton of things to be taking care of.

That’s probably why he was irritated, you deduced. “Well, Tetsu, you came at just the right time!” Your smile was bright as you tossed yourself out of your study chair, padding over to where you’d, oddly enough, set up a rather nice looking ‘fort’.

“Yeah, but did you finish?” The sight of you freezing in your movements and sending him an ‘that was kinda funny but stupid’ expression had his sly smirk brightening his expression just slightly.

Giving his question, insincere in wanting a real answer, a few minutes to settle in the room, you sighed loudly and crawled into the fort, “Ya done?” You raised an eyebrow at him when you’d turned around enough to be able to see his curious expression.

While his bad mood was still fresh and pulling at his attention every five seconds, he refused to let it affect him around you. You didn’t need to see him like that. Unraveled by his own making. And even though he had wanted to go home…. To bury his face in his pillows and forget today had ever happened, his legs had taken him to your house. Straight through and up to your room. He hadn’t even knocked, honestly.

“Well considering you’re so excited that I ca-“

“Ah, ah, ah! Hush!” You laughed with a wide smile, sitting back on your legs before waving him towards you, “Come on! I’ve got everything set up and ready!”

Kuroo squinted at you suspiciously, but he still walked towards where you sat within your small fort. “Why did you build this exactly? Reverting to being a 5 year old, again?” When he got to the point where he could no loner see you within the blankets, he slowly kneeled down, leaning back on his ankles as a way to show he didn’t trust your ingenuity.

You snorted and shrugged, “Maybe, Maybe not! Either way…. Get in the fort, Tetsu.” You reached your hand out, offering him to take it, an aide for his ‘i’m way too old for this’ attitude to revert to the wonder he’d once had when he wasn’t ‘too old’. “Come on! I have snacks in here, and cool manga, and phone chargers.. I even have some headsets so we can watch movies and videos!”

Everything froze as the last portion left your mouth.

It was almost as if you’d planned this for him… From the beginning.

A flush quickly colored your cheeks and you cleared your throat in your embarrassment, “I mean.. Heh… Uh…” You didn’t have anything to save you in this moment. You’d outed yourself so easily under his golden stare on your being. You’d felt as if you’d been put under a microscope while he’d watched passively, quietly waiting for you to admit you’d been up for the past night and a half getting everything just perfect for him.

But he didn’t comment on it.

It touched his heart, he would never admit it to you - why would you care if it had really sentimentally mattered to him whether you’d planned for his bad mood or not?

Instead, he felt his smirk widen, “So is this thing going to collapse as soon as I get in or….?”

A sigh of relief exhaled from your mouth as you nervously flattened the space next to you, “No, of course not, Tetsu! I made this fort perfectly stable and able to withstand even the harshest of weather conditions! It’s fool proof!”

Kuroo snickered, “Yeah, but you’re in there… So it’s more like… A Fool’s Experiment.” The playfully insulted expression you threw him had his mood lightening just the slightest, laughing at the way you huffed and turned your face away from his gaze. “Okay, okay… I’m coming in…” He slowly moved himself to all fours before crawling into the fort.

“Now you have to turn around, Tetsu… Otherwise you’re just going to be severely disappointed in the fort experience of my brilliant minds making!”

Internally, you groaned… why did you have to talk so much?? He was already here! He was already next to you! Why’d you have to make it just a little awkward every time you opened your mouth?

But the young man took your request to heart, and he slowly, carefully, sat up from his crawling position.

It was only too late, WAY too late, for you to have noticed there was no enough room for your large friend to move around comfortably. You were directly in his way for him to be turning around like you’d advised. His right hand placed itself next to your calve, the other on the other side of your hips, his face just a few inches from yours.

He froze.

You froze.

The two of you were so close. You don’t think you’d ever been this close to him.. Not face to face - only ever hugs here and there, or when he’d give you piggy back rides when you weren’t feeling good… Not this though. This was something different.

Kuroo felt a heat light in his chest, pleading him to push closer to you, lean you further against the sheet that acted as a wall, trap you between his body and your floor. His hands itched to rest on your hips, on your waist, and pull you closer to him - for his back to press against the sheet and have you leaning on him.

Fear replaced his desires in an instant when he noticed your eyes flicker down to his lips before meeting his gaze once more.

What if he disappointed you? What if he frustrated you like he did with everything else in his life? What if you grew to hate him as much as he hated himself?

So he chickened out, and pulled away, his eyes looking down to make sure he didn’t touch you at all in his turning around. It wasn’t until he was laying on his stomach, facing the mouth of the fort, that he let out a sigh of relief.

But disappointment settled in the pit of your stomach. And suddenly you didn’t want to be near him… You wanted to be as far away as possible and hide in the darkness of your room… Just so no one had to see the emotion threatening to leave your body at his simple, silent rejection.

Kuroo hummed contently, his arms wrapping under the pillow below him, “You were right, _____… This view is much better.. I can see everything - like the dirty underwear under your bed..”

Seconds ticked by before he realized you hadn’t reacted the way he thought you would. No yelp, no squeak, no whine for him to please be kidding… Nothing.. It was eerily silent. His eyes went from staring out ahead to him to looking at you from the corner of them, he wanted to call your attention - feeling like he needed your eyes on him as much as he needed oxygen. But he remained silent, watching the way you blinked out of your stupor and sent him an unappreciated glare.

This glare had less teasing than he was uses to - like you actually meant it.

“Har, har… so very funny.” Even your retort lacked the playfulness he was used to in your words. “So… Now that you’re feeling a bit better….” You paused, feeling your irritation and disappointment get the better of your emotions. You had to control yourself.. Why would you dare give Kuroo the satisfaction of knowing he’d hurt you with his inaction? That feeling of loss and bitterness was reserved for later… when you were alone and allowed to seethe and cry. You cleared your throat, reminding yourself you were here for him and his bad mood, “Did you want to talk about-“

“No, I still don’t want to talk about it…” He muttered, his tone back to being a little sharp. His attention turned back to the view you’d praised about earlier - before he’d gone and screwed everything up. “It’s not really… anything concerning you, _______… It’s just me, just me that has the issue.” His voice lightened considerably by the end, his hands gripping the pillow under him roughly, forcing himself to think about what you would think if he were to suddenly bare his soul for you to judge.

You wanted to huff in irritation. You wanted to push his head into the pillow in an act of frustration. You wanted to mutter a backhanded compliment of how good he was at keeping his emotions in check.

But you didn’t. You couldn’t. Not after what you’ve been feeling for him built itself to the level it was now. Hurting Kuroo in any way.. was never an option for you.

Gently, you rested your hand on his gripping the pillow with such a force you were scared he’d rip it. The feeling of his warm hand slowly taking yours instead of the pillow had your heart doing flips - seconds after it’d been shattered.

It was impossible for you not to reach out to him, though, you realized. Having his gaze, his hands, his attention focused solely on you was the only thing you wanted with your life. That’s all. When he went to reiterate his stance on his feelings, you shook your head and squeezed his hand softly, “You don’t have to tell me, Tetsu… But I’m right here if you want to talk.. Always.”

The finality of your words had Kuroo feeling out of breath. How could he have ever gotten such a guarantee from someone he’d just chickened out from kissing just a few seconds ago? Were you insane? Was he just that big of an asshole to turn you down?

And it wasn’t even something he’d planned on doing. He liked you, really really liked you for you and how you treated him - and he’d give anything to keep you by his side for as long as you could… but he’d chickened out, gotten scared by his own doubts.

“I know it’s really hard to trust people, Tetsu.. For the longest time, I wouldn’t have ever dreamed I could open up, but once I did I was really happy and-“

Warmth spread through your entire body, your words being muffled by a pair of lips against yours. You started with surprise, but your slow mouth only had his kiss becoming more desperate - his need for you to want him back just as large as it had been before his fear had shut him off. Your mind kicked itself in the ass before you were slowly wrapping your arms around his neck, your fingers delving into his hair as you kissed him back just as desperately.

Kuroo was the one to pull away first, his breathing labored, his forehead pressing against yours, eyes closed. Your hands slipped from his hair, cupping his face with one hand while the other slipped down his chest, resting over his heart where his hand had stopped it from falling any further away from him. You quietly panted, trying to supply oxygen to your surprised systems - he’d kissed you. Out of the blue, Kuroo had kissed you. For no reason you could see, he’d kissed you.

“I… I really want to talk…. _______….” His voice was a little shaky, unsure in what exactly he wanted to say to you - or why he’d chosen you to talk to about all his issues.

A soft smile curled your lips, and, after gaining enough courage, you leaned up a bit to press a sweet kiss against his lips; chaste and soft, he wasn’t even sure you’d actually done it! “I’m right here, Tetsu…” Your whispered words breathed life into his very soul, and he knew he’d be able to actually talk to you - no jokes or distractions to divert your attention.

Okay… so Kuroo’s… is COMPLETELY different than the other two lmao… mostly because I kind of… ran out of time.. again.. hehe… I hope you like the twist of it tho :D

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