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stariekis · 3 months

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do i make you nervous ?

pairing : non idol!sunghoon + fem!reader . genre: fluff + kinda suggestive but nothing sexual . cw: bickering, skinship, flirty sunghoon, lots of pets names like doll, baby, babydoll, etc . wc : 2.1 k (that's.. crazy).

— synopsis : you can't lie to him.. he knows very well how much you like him (his biceps).

— note : i can't stop thinking abt this sunghoon, tiktok full of edits gallery full of pics i'm not kidding.. i needed to write something about him so here u have it <3 feedback and repost are very appreciated babies hope u enjoy!

You were currently laying on the couch in your apartment, the same one you shared with your boyfriend.

Sunghoon had left the house two hours ago. He was meeting with Jake and Jay to go to the gym all together since he hadn't been there for a long time (lucky for you, or not).

Just as you turned off your television, you heard the front door opening, followed by a 'Baby, i'm here' letting you know that your boyfriend was finally back home. Two hours were nothing but you missed him like crazy.

His footsteps were approaching the room where you were. You were ready to greet him with your biggest smile and bunch of kissed but as soon as you laid an eye on him that idea faded away.

He was wearing a red tank top that showed off the curves of his waist, his biceps and shoulders were also on full display. Not only that, he was also wearing black sweatpants and black sneakers. His hair was a bit messy, slightly wet from the shower he took at the gym. He looked completely break taking.

— 'You don't look very happy to see me doll.' . He said, putting down his gym bag and sitting in the free place next to you on the sofa. You were in complete shock, your eyes going from his face to his body, eyeing him up and down and gulping nervously at the sign in front of you.

— 'N-no no, none of that i'm actually very happy to see you actually y-yeah'. You shuttered, looking away from him and lowering your gaze to your hands, playing with your fingers. He giggled a bit, finding your nervousness adorable. He knows perfectly the effect he has on you.

— 'You seem nervous though'. He guided one of his hands under your chin, making you look up. Your eyes meeting his, a smirk graced his face. — Do i make you nervous, hm?.

You gulped harshly when you realize how close you both were. Your eyes roaming his face once again; his plump lips, his beautiful eyes, his moles. Everything about him was perfect.

But as soon as you lowered your gaze, your eyes widened. His biceps. Seeing your shocked expression Sunghoon let out a chuckle, he loves bickering and making you a nervous wreck so he couldn't waste an opportunity like this to annoy you a bit.

— 'I see.. so my arms are the reason why you are acting like this baby? '. You felt the heat rise to your cheeks, painting them with a reddish hue. Releasing yourself from his grip on your chin you pulled away from him, the same stupid smirk still plastered on his lips.

— 'How do you expect me to react when you come home looking like this'. Sunghoon let out a laugh at your comment, now grabbing both of your hands and pulling you toward him, making you sit down on his lap. With both of his hands now on your waist he said, very close to your face again. — 'Looking like what baby doll?'.

You gave him a little smack on his chest and hid your head in his neck, trying to hide from his gaze as you felt your face redden again. He loves bickering you as much as he loves you.

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scarvain · 1 month

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✶ dedicated — hamzahthefantastic x reader

SUMMARY: after a year of dating, you plan on celebrating with your boyfriend but things go a different way.

WARNINGS: nsfw content so MDNI!!! established relationship, reader and hamzah don't live together, miscommunication, angst, fluff, and some more idk

A/N: thank you so much for 100 followers & for all the love on my works!!! this is the longest shit i've ever written AND listen to dance for you by beyonce by the end if u can!!!

WORD COUNT: 2.2k

you woke up to the sound of your boyfriend's soft snores. his arms were wrapped around you, legs tangled with yours, and the sheets barely covering your bodies.

you slowly turn to face him, not wanting to stir him awake. his mouth was slightly parted. you place a hand on his cheek, tracing his cheekbone then his jaw.

minutes after, you place a peck on his cheek then you try your best to get out of bed as fast and quiet as possible. he stirred in his sleep a bit at the loss of your body but still he remained asleep.

you left the kitchen and made brunch for you.

recently, hamzah hasn't been coming over to your place and would be busy with editing and work. you both would be sleeping at different times and by morning, you'd always find his arms wrapped around you or his head tucked into your shoulder.

you were fine with it. both of you always put your career first before everything else, wanting the best for each other and your futures.

but today — it was a very special day.

it was your anniversary and hopefully, nothing would get ahead of it.

as you were placing the pancakes on the cake, your bedroom door opens and reveals your boyfriend. his hair messy and eyes still half-closed.

a smile graces your face as he comes to your view. "hi baby," you greet before returning back to cooking.

he walks to where you were and wraps his arms around your waist, head finding its way to your shoulder.

"so today, i was planning to meet there at 8?" you told him while you turned the stove off. he hums in response before speaking.

"i think i have to film with martin at that time... but i'm not entirely sure yet."

you let out a sigh, untangling yourself from his arms before taking a fork and knife and placing it on his plate. "martin again?" an eyebrow was slightly cocked at him before you went over to sit on the stools by your counter.

he didn't know what that meant but proceeded to ignore the comment and have breakfast with you.

it was quiet for a moment, then when you finished breakfast, you quickly got ready for work and bid goodbye to your boyfriend.

the whole day at work, you've spoken to your co-workers about having to leave earlier than usual so you could prepare for your anniversary dinner with your boyfriend.

hamzah on the other hand...

"martin! help me please!" he shouted as gave his friend the controller.

they were currently filming a video and playing until dawn for the upcoming week. martin did the controls while hamzah yapped his ear off until he asked about the time.

"it's like 9, why? are you celebrating something today?" he asked, both their eyes focused on the screen.

hamzah wasn't completely sure as to why you guys were meeting up at 8 pm today. he thought about it the whole day.

"i don't actually know... but i have to go now." the curly-haired boy stood up from his seat, ready to leave until mandy entered the apartment, eyes immediately falling on their recurring guest. "hamzah, what the hell are you doing here?" she said as she took her shoes off.

"uhhh..."

"isn't it you and y/n's first anniversary today?" then everything clicks. he doesn't even bother saying goodbye to the couple, immediately leaving to go to their favorite restaurant to see if you were still there.

the worker said you had left 20 minutes ago. he mentally cursed himself.

he drove to your apartment building as fast as he could. once he arrived, he rang your doorbell and knocked on your door multiple times. you were so sure it would've gotten your neighbors worried.

yet, you stayed. you stayed in your bedroom like how you stayed in that restaurant, waiting for him to arrive.

"y/n, i know you can hear me. i'm sorry, please open the door." his voice was muffled.

you could still hear him knocking on your door even after 20 minutes. it seemed like he wasn't going to give up. so you get up from your bed and unlocked your door.

when it swung open, your eyes were a bit red, sniffling softly as you faced him. guilt was running through his veins at the sight of you crying over him on your anniversary.

"i'm sorry babe, i got caught with youtube-"

"no hamzah, it's always youtube and i see it now. i see what's more important." you cut him off. your arms were crossed and eyebrows knitted.

"i-it will always be youtube first before me right?" you choked as you said the words, tears welling up in your eyes.

his eyes soften when tears start to fall down, reaching out to wipe them but you move away from his touch and flinch at his hand coming close to you.

there was a pause between you two. hamzah opens his mouth to speak until he hears you sniffle.

"i'm sorry y/n," was the only thing he could get out, feeling his heart fall to the pit of his stomach when you finally looked up at him. "i'll make it up to you i promise." his hands reached to hold yours, placing soft pecks.

you look at him blankly, trying your best to not give in and wrap your arms around him.

"go home, hamzah."

it's been three days since you've last seen hamzah.

he knew you would always want space after every fight but he didn't know how much space you wanted this time. the image of you crying in front of him remained in his mind. he knew he messed up badly.

and so, the past few days, he would leave a fresh bouquet of flowers outside your apartment door and send a paid delivery of your favorite food. he also sent you good morning/night messages and would still update you on his whereabouts.

the small gestures made you miss him more.

both your absences in your lives had left a void and made the two of you feel empty.

you end up calling him and he tells you to come over to his place and to wear the dress he didn't get to see and that he'll be fetching you at 8.

the day went quickly and here you were, waiting outside your apartment building.

when hamzah arrived, he immediately got out of the car and opened your door for you.

the drive to his apartment was faster than you expected. the two of you didn't speak in the car the entire time, wanting to save everything when you were at his place.

when he parked the car, he didn't get out of it yet. taking a deep breath then turning to look at you. the dress you wore exposed your thighs with the big slit it had on the side and it hugged you perfectly.

it drove him insane. you could feel his eyes on you, so you looked up at him. "something wrong?" you asked teasingly, a smirk making its way to your face.

hamzah cleared his throat before looking away from you. "nothing, let's go." you got out of the car first, not bothering to wait for your boyfriend to open it for you.

a hand was over his mouth as he watched you sway your hips as you walked. it was like you were doing it on purpose. when you got to his apartment unit, you felt his hands making their way to where they were usually; your waist.

his hands grazed your waist to the curve of your hips. "you're so beautiful..." he whispered, placing soft kisses on your shoulder up to your neck.

you close your eyes and let out a sigh as he continued to nip at your neck.

he pulls you closer to his body, lips still on your neck. “hamzah…” your hands tangle in his curls, trying to push him away but he moves to kiss your lips, sucking your bottom lip. the two of you makeout aggressively to the point your teeth clash with each other.

you were kissing each other for so long, you didn’t notice his hands sliding down to your ass and squeezing it as he pulled you closer to him.

your hands reach for his tucked button-up shirt, trying to take it off and be even closer to him than you already are. his lips trailed down to your jaw, neck, and collarbone.

“wanna take this to my room?” he asks you, hands caressing your neck.

you nod and he holds your hand and takes you there but you see what he has set up on his dining table. “aw, i didn’t know you had something prepared.” you said softly as he closed the door of his bedroom.

“yeah, wanted to make it up to you,” he said sheepishly, sitting down on his bed as he slowly took off his clothes.

your eyes soften and you make your way towards him, slotting yourself in between his legs then sitting on his thigh. you place a hand on his cheek and pull him in for another kiss—this time it was softer and slower than the one earlier.

you whine into the kiss when he slips his tongue in your mouth and you slightly roll your hips on his thigh.

he reaches for the zipper of your dress, pulling it down before kissing down to your chest. you let out a soft moan as his lips started sucking and leaving open-mouthed kisses on your chest while he had his hands on your hips.

hamzah starts pulling the sleeves of your dress down, letting you stand up first to take it off completely while he does the same.

he lays on his bed, only in his boxers, and pulls you to sit on his lap.

you straddle his lap, sitting down on his crouch, and his hands are on your hips once again. you were left in only your panties as the bra would be too obvious if you wore one under your dress.

he placed kisses all over your neck to your chest before taking one of your nipples in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the bud while he played with your other boob. you whine, digging your nails into his shoulders.

he trailed kisses until he reached your underwear, looking up for permission. "just touch me hamzah, please," you moaned out, your hands in his hair, pushing him to where you needed him.

he places an open-mouthed kiss on your clothed heat, making you arch your back and tug on his curls. he then takes your underwear off before he proceeds to lap and suck your folds. his tongue swirls around while his thumb rubbed circles on your clit.

when he started fucking you with his tongue, you kept squirming, his arms wrapped around your thighs as he tried keeping your legs wide open. "hamzah, it's too much," he continues moving his tongue in and out of you, starting to feel himself harden at the sounds you were making.

you start bucking your hips up his face until he stops.

he begins to take his boxers off, stroking himself for a bit before lining up your entrance. he slides in slowly, watching your face contort as he stretches you open.

you place your hands on his shoulders as leverage, staying for a while to let you adjust. he kissed you before he started moving in and out of you.

it was slow and gentle, he held one of your legs to his hips to go even deeper while your arms were wrapped around his neck and your fingers tangled in his black curls.

he placed kisses on your neck once again, sucking at the skin by your pulse before moving down to leave more marks on your chest.

after a few minutes, his pace started getting faster, the bed's headboard hitting the wall with every thrust he made.

your moans started getting louder and your legs now wrapped around his torso while his arms wrapped around your body to hold you even closer.

"so tight," he groans as he removes his arms around you and pinned your hips down to the bed to fuck you harder.

your jaw was slack as you moaned out his name loudly, you were sure his neighbors would already have an idea what you guys were doing but you couldn't care less.

hamzah's thrusts started to get sloppier, untangling your legs from his torso and pressing his chest against yours as he slowly started to feel the knot in his abdomen.

a few more thrusts and you come undone, your tight walls clenching around him which then made him spill inside you.

his head falls to your shoulder, both of you trying to catch your breath.

"i'm sorry," you hear him mumble before he slides out of you, laying beside you for a while.

"i know i've been caught up in work and it wasn't an excuse to forget about our anniversary," he sits up a bit, pulling your body to his side so you two could cuddle.

"so, i'm sorry, i really am," you look up at him, a slight frown on his face.

you place a hand on his cheek and smile. "i love you." he tells you, pecking the palm on your cheek before you place a kiss on his lips.

"i love you, hamzah." the two of you stay in bed for a while, masking in the post-sex haze.

after a while of cuddling and sharing a few kisses, you speak.

"wanna eat what you prepared now?"

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hordraomin · 10 months

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Krita tutorial the way I know it.

Basics: What is where.

Gimmicks.

Specific advice on specific tools.

Basics: What is where.

Upon opening the program this is what you're met with. First of all, must comment: The layout is HEAVILY editable so you can just drag menus anywhere you want, even leave them floating amidst the sheet you're drawing on.

You can create custom art templates, I have two o'mine here as both have my signature background color.

As well, you can edit the custom document settings, as in what size you want it, what resolution, even the initial content of the image. As well you can create from clipboard: Just copy some image from your browser and Krita will recognize it (useful for making meme edits lol).

Now, once you have your file, I will show you what is where.

Brushes:

Brushes are easy to edit and there are tons of free bundles to download online. I myself only got one bundle, Jackpack (bit hard to find now due to original source being lost, it is still available but bit tricky to come by).

There. Are. Tons.

Some of these are my custom brushes for calligraphy in neography, you might even guess which ones. You can edit existing brushes, make new ones from the ones you've edited without changing the original, and all sorts of stuff (more below in the third chapter).

There are numerous packages of brushes once you enter Krita, but only one/two are available when you first open it. To unlock them all, click here:

And make sure all bundles are dark gray in color (example of both dark and light below).

Now Tools Options: those will pop up depending on what tool you're using.

Symmetry: Fun stuff. You can drag the lines depending on how you need them and then center them back to the center of the screen if needed.

Gradients and Textures also have their tools options, you can play with those to get the feeling what they can do (more in third chapter).

The Filters tab is useful too. Blurring, motion blurring, color mapping, artistic filters and all that: Quite fun.

Gimmicks.

Krita allows you to customize your workspace freely. Floating menus, tabs, anything you want. It has quite many drivers at that-

To access the workspace templates, go to Window and choose Workspace.

Krita allows for copy-pasting any image onto the sheet. Though, for me it sometimes crashes if I accidentally copy-paste text into it without choosing the Text tool first.

The software allows for both raster and vector work. It is basically Photoshop sharpened to be used by artists primarily.

There are some interesting mechanics regarding the Eraser (default bind E).

You can use it with any brush, allowing for textured erasure/quick work. Good for sketching.

You can use it on gradients (given there's a transparent point on the gradient preset).

There's a Multibrush tool:

People say Krita is good for animation but my brain can't wrap around it yet honestly @~@.

The keybinds:

B - Brush tool.

E - Erase tool option.

M - Mirror (useful for checking accuracy from a new angle).

Ctrl - Color pick (when used with brush or other color-using tools).

Shift+L.Mouse+drag - Changes the size of the brush by dragging left and right.

Ctrl+E - Merge layer with the one below.

Ctrl+G - Group selected layers.

Ctrl+A - Select whole sheet.

Ctrl+Shift+A - Deselect everything.

F - Bucket tool.

G - Gradient tool.

Ctrl+S - Save document.

Ctrl+Shift+S - Save As document.

Ctrl+N - New document.

Ctrl+O - Open document (will be seen in a new tab on top of the sheet).

Ctrl+C - Copy selected layer or selection.

Ctrl+X - Cut selected layer or selection.

Ctrl+V - Paste copied/cut layer or selection.

Q - Multibrush tool.

R.Mouse - Interesting thing: Opens up a quick selector for brushes and colors you've already used in the piece.

1 - Zoom 100%.

2 - Zoom to fit the piece vertically.

3 - Zoom to fit the piece horizontally.

4, 5, 6 - Turn 15 degrees (4 and 6) or undo the turning whatsoever (5).

Ctrl+I - Negative filter applied to layer.

Ctrl+U - Color editing on the layer.

Ctrl+Y - Soft proofing mode (for color mistakes and stuff like that, mostly annoying for me tbh).

Ctrl+T - Transform selection/layer.

Ctrl+R - Square select tool.

Ctrl+J - Lasso select tool.

Honestly you can just hover your mouse over tools and see their shortcut binds, as well. Or edit them in Settings.

Specific advice on specific tools.

Brush:

Brush editor is a great tool for making custom brushes, and it even has a sratchpad to test them out. Lots of settings, but no need to be afraid; Most of them you might never use on purpose.

Use Brush Smoothing for great and pretty lines in lining pieces or making calligraphy.

Gradient:

The four icons to the right top are:

Mirror gradient.

Arrange by lightness value.

Arrange by color value.

Space the stops evenly.

Click the gradient to add a new stop. The three things to the left are:

Make the stop use Primary Color.

Make the stop use Secondary Color.

Make the stop use a fixed color.

#krita #krita tutorial #art #art tutorial #tutorial #hordraomin

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saltsicklover · 8 months

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Part Four

Title: Once an Asshole, Always an Asshole

Pairing: Robert "Bob" Floyd x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 3100+

Rating: R

Warnings: Swearing, drunken Nat, brief mention of explosives, a little bit of unspecific body description, brief mention of vomit, country music, probably too many italics, Hangman is a whole entire warning- I'm so sorry.

Second Chance Romance!

Disclaimer: I do not own Bob Floyd, or anything related to Top Gun Maverick within this piece. Not Proof Read or BETA'd. All mistakes are my own.

I do not consent for my work to be edited, reposted, or translated.

You are responsible for your own media consumption. This is a work of fiction that may contain mature themes. If you are sensitive to those subjects, please do not read.

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"You just left her there?" Phoenix's words come out heated and slurred and Bob just sits there and takes it, chancing glances her way, "What the fuck is wrong with you, Bob?!"

He can't look at her, not because he is the one parking the car on the curb in front of their house, but because he knows that if he does, he won't be able to stop the flood of tears that he is keeping in.

"I feel so bad for her! I don't even know this poor girl but my heart aches. Did you really torment her for four years?!" She implores him, and he is stuck thinking her inflection was used on the wrong word. It's like she can believe he tormented her, but not for as long as he did.

He doesn't answer her, instead opting to tell her that they should go inside and get some rest. He can't tear his gaze away from the glow of the dashboard. With a mumble, something that sounds like 'unbelievable', Natasha is unbuckling her seatbelt and crawling out of the truck. Bob hopes the booze is enough to keep her from remembering the whole conversation, he can't bare to see at bewildered and crushing look on her face she gets when someone has really fucked up, and Bob has really fucked up.

After she slams the truck door, he kills the engine. The glow of the dashboard no longer illuminates his face, the light from the headlights no longer reflecting off of the ground and into the cab of the truck. Still, he white knuckles the steering wheel, emotions finally wracking through him in the comfort of the darkness.

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It wasn't long after Sunny said she was coming to visit that she and Natasha traded phone numbers. Texting to make arrangements seemed to be the easiest way to go about planning their adventure. Natasha had promised to be the one to make the commute to the hotel to pick Sunny up.

Nat didn't mind playing driver if her best friend was at the end of the almost hour trip. That was, until she got notice of a training mission she couldn't get out of, which lead her to making the big step of calling Sunny.

The line tolled, making Nat's already nervous energy vibrate through her. She bounced her leg u and down with the hopes of directing all that nervous energy elsewhere. It didn't help in the slightest.

Bob had always teased Natasha for that little habit of hers. The fact that she can fly a multi-million dollar jet, armed with enough explosives to level a small city, without getting sweaty around the collar but couldn't make a phone call without almost crawling out of her skin seemed to make Bob chuckle.

"Nash? Honey, is everything okay?" Sunny's voice rang out over the line, wavering a bit. Natasha's heart swelled at hearing her best friend's voice for the first time.

Sunny's voice was smooth, if not full of worry. The sound of it warmed Natasha from the inside out, even if her friend did sound like she was ready to crawl right through the phone. Nat being the opportunist she is, throws a joke out instead of any sort of comfort- after all, this is the first ever phone conversation they're ever going to have and there was no way she was going to waste it.

"What, I don't even get a hello?" Nat couldn't help but giggle. She plays with the pen in her hand, letting is swing between her fingers. Another nervous habit.

"Oh I'm sorry, hello. " Her voice drips with too much sarcasm, "You call me out of the blue and expect me to just be calm enough to say hello?! We've never spoken on the phone and you want me to treat it like it's a normal thing?" Sunny is laughing now, the teasing from Natasha easing her worries. With each word Sunny spoke, the pen between Natasha's fingertips slowed, her leg no longer bouncing.

"Everything is fine, Sunny. It's just that a work thing came up and I don't think I am going to be able to pick you up on Wednesday night," She tries not to sound too disappointed, though she doesn't like the plan she is going to have to propose.

"That's okay! I'll just get an Uber or something!" Sunny is quick to try and ease the tension she hears in Nat's voice. If there was something Sunny hated being, it was an inconvenience. She was already pulling the phone away from her ear to look up how long it would take to get across town in a ride share.

"You absolutely will not be doing that. I am going to send one of my teammates." The last word comes out pinched, like Natasha isn't sure she is using the right word.

"If it were up to me to send someone, ideally I'd pick Bob, but since he is my back seater, he is going to be stuck with me." Phoenix takes a deep breath, pinching her nose with her forefinger and thumb, "By the looks of it, I'm going to have to send Hangman,"

Nat grimaces a bit at the thought, knowing exactly that Hangman is the last person she wants to send to pick up her best friend. Hangman is the last person she wants to ask to do anything. Bradley would be better, he can at least be trusted around women. Everyone else is stuck on off shore duty, leaving Phoenix severely out of options.

"I can handle Hangman," Sunny retorts as a matter-of-fact. She has heard the stories, and Hangman doesn't scare her one bit. She can handle a bit of harmless flirting, and knows how to put a man in his place. Nothing was going to get in between Sunny and Natasha, especially not a guy like Hangman.

"I know you can, I just hate that you are going to have to deal with him alone for that long. I've told you the stories and unfortunately he still thinks he's God's gift to women. Plus, I hate that he is going to get to meet you before I do!" Nat slumps down in her chair, a hand running through her well gelled hair.

"I know, I hate it too. You know what else I hate?" Sunny giggles.

"What's that?" Natasha fights a smile.

"That you gave all of these people cool nicknames like Hangman and Rooster and Coyote but you named your freaking back seater, the one who helps keep you safe, Bob!" They are both laughing now, full, hearty laughs.

Rooster's voice breaks through the laughing, his head coming into view from the around the door frame, catching Natasha's attention. He waves at her, then motions to the watch on his wrist before disappearing out of sight. With a huff, she speaks, pulling herself together as she goes, "I love you, stupid. I've gotta go, duty calls!"

"I love you too, go kick some ass!" The line goes dead, both women smiling wide, knowing their first in person meeting is quickly upon them.

"Hey, really quick, before you hang up!" Natasha rushes the words out, "It's good to hear your voice, Sunny,"

"It's good to hear yours too, Nash, really good,"

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When Wednesday finally rolls around, Sunny is standing outside of the hotel, the late afternoon sun beating down on her face. Her duffle bag is thrown on the ground next to her, one boot on top of the bag, the other firmly planted on the pavement. She leans against a pillar, one hand coming up to shade her eyes. Hangman is supposed to be pulling up any minute- at least, that's what his text said. She checks her watch; 17:15. The bastard is already fifteen minutes late.

Sunny is dressed the agreed upon attire, the red sundress she had packed. The color would be easy to spot and the women didn't have the upmost confidence in Hangman.

A truck comes barreling around the corner, loud and unapologetic. Sunny can't help but laugh a bit, the sun glimmering off of the dark gray paintjob. The truck pulls up to the curb in front of her, the window rolling down as the truck rolls to a stop.

"Darlin' please tell me you are the one Natasha sent me to pick up. Hell, even if you aren't, please climb up and put me outta my misery," The blond man behind the wheel smirks, his emerald eyes bright with mischief. His words are dripping with a southern drawl, no shame behind his smile.

His eyes trail over her body, up from her boots, over the exposed skin of her legs, passed where her long skirt exposes her legs through the slit in the fabric, then up to the bodice of her dress. His gaze lingers at her chest, not only on her cleavage but on the small sliver chain she wears, before coming up to meet her face. Her hair is styled back and out of the way, her face on full display. The lipstick she wears compliments the dress perfectly, and Jake is having a hard time pulling his eyes away from her lacquered lips.

"Hangman, I presume?" Sunny crosses her arms over her chest, a smirk of her own plastered to her face. The tan uniform he wears and the smirk, the one that Natasha had warned her about, present on his face give him away.

"Baby, you can call me whatever you want as long as you say it like that," His Texan accent peaks through at the end of the sentence, drawl curling over the words. His eyes finally meet hers for a moment before he is trailing his gaze back down.

The nicknames should bother Sunny, but she is too busy to give it a second thought, already moving to yank her duffle bag from the ground, "Okay then, Hanged Man, let's get a move on," She tosses the large bag into the bed of his truck with ease.

Her necklace catches the sun, glinting in the direct light. Hangman's eyes catch the shimmer of metal, eyes flicking from her lips, down to the chain, and back again. He half attempts to get a look at the charm but can't keep focus long enough to make out the tiny shape.

"It's Hangman," He corrects her, leaning over the bench seat to push open her door.

"It's Hanged Man now," Sunny speaks, sliding into the passenger side, "Since you just hung any chance of getting with me with the second sentence you let fall from your pretty mouth. You really should think before you speak, it might get you further,"

Sunny slams the door and secures her seatbelt, motioning Hangman to get a move on with the wave of her wrist. The whole motion is meant to be playful, the glint in her eye says as much.

"So you do think I'm pretty?" He wiggles his brows at her as he pulls away from the curb.

She grazed over the question with the roll of her eyes. She knew from Natasha's stories that Hangman could be trouble when he wanted, and likely insufferable most of the time, but she held out hope that he wasn't going to be shooting his shot at first sight. Sunny can't help but giggle at how wrong she was.

"Tell me somethin'" Sunny starts, lifting one foot to rest on the dash. She adjusts her skirt to keep from flashing him, but she definitely seeing Hangman try to sneak a peak out of the corner of his eye. He can't help but admire her boots, from the smooth, square toed leather and the embroidery that wound its way up the throat. He couldn't help but think of how much he missed seeing girls in boots. It takes everything in him to move his eyes back to the road instead of up the plush skin of her exposed leg. "Is everybody aware of the nicknames that Nash has given everyone, or am I missing something?"

"Oh, they aren't nicknames, Darlin'," He chuckles, "They are call signs. The names we use for each other while in the air. We got them in flight school, Phoenix didn't choose 'em"

"Phoenix? Is that Nash?" Sunny questions, turning a bit more to face Hangman.

"Yeah, that's Nat. Why do you call her Nash?" He fires a question right back. They merge onto the interstate with ease. Hangman is a surprisingly good driver. Sunny never doubted that he knew how to control a vehicle, especially because he flies jets for a living. Yet, she expected him to be more reckless, possibly more cocky.

"That's how she signed her name in the first email I ever got from her!" Sunny laughs a full laugh, the sound filling the cab of the truck, "She was totally drunk and I guess she must have missed a few letters,"

"I'm Jake, by the way, Jake Seresin," He holds out a hand to her, his elbow awkwardly close to his ribs. She shakes his hand, her grip firm, just like her Uncle taught her. His large hand envelopes hers, the rough skin of his calloused palms rubbing against her own.

"I'm Y/N Hannigan, but you can call me Sunny," Her real name rolls off her tongue and Jake just smiles at her. Sunny knows she should have introduced herself sooner, but doesn't apologize for the laps.

"Pretty name," He comments, keeping his eyes forward.

"Thanks," She smiles. Maybe he isn't so bad, Sunny thinks to herself, settling further into her seat. She is ready for him to ask about the nickname, or for him to make a remark about the cliché of it, but he doesn't.

The two sit in comfortable silence for a while, country radio crackling through Jake's stereo. She hums the words and he smiles, liking the company of someone else who doesn't automatically rip into him for listening to country music. The city passes them by as they get closer and closer to their exit.

Then a thought hits her, pulling her straight back into reality.

"Oh my god," Sunny mumbles.

"What's up, Darlin'? Jake asks, quirking an eyebrow at her. His hands tighten around the steering wheel, tension pulling his forearms taught. Neither of them notice. He is ready to pull the truck over, stop everything just to help her out. He half worries she might puke in his truck- grimacing at the thought of the time he had to drive a very sick Bob home after he got food poisoning.

"If these are all your callsigns, there is really some poor bastard stuck being called Bob?" Jake laughs, big and loud, a wide smile stretched across his features. He is relieved that there isn't anything actually wrong.

"Everyone got these cool names, making y'all sound larger than life, like superheroes or something, and that poor bastard is stuck with Bob! I can't believe it! Bob!" She holds a hand over her chest, palm pressed down against her skin, another bubble of giggles threatening to come out.

Jake can't help but smile to himself, the laughter evening out into a warmth in his chest. Up until that moment, he thought 'Bob' was a silly callsign, but not in an all out laughing kind of way, more in a 'poor bastard' kind of way. Now, he is laughing too.

"Oh yeah! I call him 'Baby on Board' but it's really just'a nickname. His name is Robert," Jake explains as he pulls off the highway. Traffic is getting thicker now that they've pulled off the highway, Jake's large truck sticking out amongst the sea of electric and hybrid sedans.

"That's really a shame. I'm gonna have to give him a better nickname than that. Can't leave anyone out of the fun," Sunny is dead serious, already thinking up possible names for this famous Bob she has heard so much about.

"Well, you will get to meet him in less than an hour, and I'm gunna warn you, he's a quiet one. Spooks easy, so don't go chargin' in there if you don't want him takin' off runnin'!" Jake jokes, checking the well worn watch on his wrist. Right on schedule. Not Phoenix's schedule, but on schedule none the less.

"I am so excited to meet everyone! I feel like I already know you guys, but putting faces to the stories is really going to be a treat," Sunny speaks, running a hand down her thigh. Her skirt shifts, revealing more of her upper thigh, dangerously close to slipping to reveal the skin all the way up to her hip. Hangman tries not to look, he really does, but his eyes drift back to her bare skin as they slow to a stop for a red light.

"Well, I guess I should break the news to you that half of the squad is stuck on off shore rotation for the next few weeks, not sure when they'll be back exactly. I guess Phoenix, Rooster, Bob and I will have to be enough for you for the time bein'," Jake jokes, his eyes slowly crawling up her body. A loud honk from the vehicle behind them snaps his mind back to reality. Sunny just giggles in the seat next to him at nothing in particular.

"Nash already told me, but thanks for the heads up! And don't worry, you guys are going to be great company. I just hope you guys won't be itching to send me home, if I'm bad company or something," Sunny shrugs, a tad bit of insecurity sneaking it's way into the conversation.

"If anything, Phoenix is going to do everything in her power to get you to stay," Jake begins, trying to ease the bit of tension in the air, "Plus, if the rest of your visit is anything like this ride has been, we will be sorry to see you go, I promise,"

They pull into the quiet parking lot of the Hard Deck a little while later, the sun slowly setting over the ocean behind the bar. Sunny can't fight the smile that pulls across her lips at the sight. Hangman glances at her, his eyes running slowly over her profile, well lit by the dusty sun.

Sunny watches the sunset for a moment, letting the reality of the situation sink into her. She is in California, she is going to meet her oldest friend for the very first time tonight, and she has just had a very pleasant ride with a man she had already pegged to be insufferable. Maybe Hangman is right, if the ride across the city is any sign as to how the rest of her trip is going to play out, she is in for the best trip of her life.

#bob floyd x reader #robert floyd x reader #bob floyd imagine #bob floyd fanfiction #bob floyd x you #bob floyd angst #natasha trace #best friend natasha trace #best friend phoenix #robert floyd x you #robert floyd imagine #bob floyd fic #hangman seresin #jake hangman seresin

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lizzypuppet1711 · 2 months

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things about toronto’s production of the great comet at crow’s theatre/musical stage co that i need everyone to know about because i am obsessed with this show.

as of writing i have seen this show five times.

very long under the cut:

full cast listed here. at time of writing, donna garner replaces louise pitre as marya, tyler pearse replaces lawrence libor as dolokhov, and ben carlson replaces marcus nance as andrey/bolkonsky. currently i’ve seen the og cast four times and the replacements once.

the stage is set up with seats on three out of four sides, with front rows at tables, back of house left and right sides at barstools, and a small balcony with some seats on house right. there are balconies on either side, with a revolving platform in the middle of the stage (revolving by being pushed by cast members or stagehands). seats around 200 people or so.

the actors are EVERYWHERE. it is so incredibly immersive

the music is very punchy

during prologue, everyone is taking shots as they’re introduced, except dolokhov, who drinks straight from the bottle and sprays it into the air

i’m a dolokhov girlie through and through and once he nodded hello at me during the prologue and i legit swooned

mary is walking around holding a program showing off the family tree, actors will point to them on tables etc

once anatole pointed at his face on it, pointed to himself, all in a very flirty manner

he winked at me during prologue once and i’m still thinking about it

evan buliung is acting his ass off as pierre

he is definitely is more gruff and acting focused (think dave malloy over josh groban)

at “hours at my screen”, pierre takes an audience member’s phone (from one of the tables… or once out of someone’s hands LMAO) and mimes tapping, scrolling through it etc

two stagehands move things on and offstage (such as the sofa, church props etc) and they are also in little costumes. it’s very adorable

dolokhov’s little soldier walk thing??? during moscow????? i’m sure there’s a reason for it bc both of them do it but i have no clue why it’s there???? love it tho

heeyun park as mary is also acting her damn heart out

private and intimate life has a faster tempo and is SUCH a banger as a result

an audience member gets briefly pulled up on the platform to be the cheap french thing, he typically kisses up their arm, hugs them, and sometimes sits on their lap a bit

pierre is playing the tambourine in the background during natasha and bolkonskys and it is honestly kind of funny

hailey gillis plays natasha very emotional and headstrong. her no one else has a sense of urgency, desperation, and deep longing

the platform is spinning and people are walking around and she is singing like an angel…

basically i want to be hailey gillis when i grow up

actors are rotating the platform during no one else and it ends with andrey standing behind her and pierre standing in front of her. no one talk to me i’m losing it

as the run has continued, dolokhov’s adlibs during his intro in the opera have increased drastically

lawrence libor as dolokhov had such an air and presence (rizz?) about himself i cannot DESCRIBE. the comphet he gave me… i miss him v much. he was also very much giving toronto mans. and he made SO MUCH eye contact. he loves to look at you. i miss him. i need him. who said that

tumblr theatre girlies you would go insane over lawrence libor. if this show had ANY b roll footage i know i would be seeing edits all over the place

i am president of the lawrence libor fan club and everyone should join me

tyler pearse as dolokhov has heavy frat boy energy. he is also gayer, and somehow, sluttier. gives short king energy despite only being an inch shorter than lawrence (apparently)??? don’t ask bc i don’t know either he just does. anyway thank u tyler pearse for making dolokhov bisexual for real

either way dolokhov is doing SO MUCH in this production. he is wild he is a whirling dervish he is arrogant he is a bastard he is everything to me

“YEAH BABEY LETS GOOOOOOO” -lawrence libor as dolokhov, upon his entrance

in one performance he would go YEAH BABEY three separate times in act 1. yeahh

flirting with a girl in the balcony, dabbing up a guy in the balcony, generally being hilarious

and tyler pearse leaning over the balcony, rose in his mouth, wolf howling… i can’t.

basically i can’t with this production’s dolokhov. i’m obsessed

anatole’s entrance… he’s a whore. all i can say

rita dottor (ensemble) does the high soprano bravooooooo and she always sounds so fantastic. live laugh love rita dottor

george krissa, who plays anatole, is probably the most attractive man in ontario. like if you googled hot guy he would be the first result.

“where did they find this anatole. was he made in a lab or something. he was perfect” — my friend after seeing it

tumblr theatre girlies you would also be obsessed with george krissa. like jeremy jordan andrew rannells level obsessed. please love these toronto actors with me

i’d let him ruin my life ANY DAY. it is a fact that lesbians love george krissa. i hope he knows

the way he plays it… my friend described it like “lucas steele is like an alien david bowie, and george krissa is a bridgerton man. just a very charismatic, but normal, guy”

while i would say that lucas steele’s anatole believes he is truly in love with natasha, i would not say the same for george krissa’s. some of the manipulation happening here during the opera is. quite clear

when he is entering the box natasha struggles to open her fan, fans herself frantically, under the arms etc. then when he enters immediately shifts to fanning in a cool and collected manner. hailey gillis master of comedy

“we are speaking of most ordinary things” is especially like. this is a male manipulator if i’ve ever seen one

natasha lost was added back in!! fantastic obviously

anatole checking his hair in the mirror before waking pierre up. fucker

“look dolokhov’s coming around… and we’re off to the CLEURB”

brendan wall (ensemble) walking around during the club scene with a glowstick necklace on is peak comedy to me

i’ve said it but tyler’s dolokhov is an absolute slut at this scene. and for what AND FOR WHAT!!!!

also fun tidbit but all the glasses (other than shots) and any clear bottles have real liquid in them. i am very concerned something will spill one day

when dolokhov gets right up in the audience’s face during “known only to his intimates” i LOVE it idk

during the duel, marya and rita steal off to house left directly beside the barstools and chatter about how bad of an idea this is, they’re so drunk, etc

special shout out to divine’s “he will kill you STOOPID HUSBAND” so good

dolokhov’s adlibs during the duel… i need him. sorry

dolokhov gets shot in the side rather than his shoulder, and unceremoniously rolls off the platform as it’s moving. looks painful

hélène screams when dolokhov is shot but not pierre. so much to think about here

a life changing dust and ashes from evan. i can’t describe anything more just that he’s incredible. i’ve learned so much about acting just by watching him a few times

natasha’s face at “am i guilty…” breaks my heart she is so tormented

we are canadians we are going to pronounce our french correctly! no more charmantay

hélène has started adding some very fun runs into charming as the run has gone on. divine brown marry me

anatole is shirtless during charming. btw.

again i know he’s gay and i’m gay but.

the entirety of this rendition of the ball has been stuck in my head since december

his “don’t lower your eyes i love you” that whole section is delicious i want to eat his voice

plus “BEWITCHING AND I LOVE YOUUU” UGHHH such an ear worm but only when it’s their voices

the choreo going on here is very nice btw

i love the way he says natalie at this part idk. it’s not overly enunciated and the vowel is just right <— vocal nerd

the kiss feels like it lasts forever

music gets very very loud at the end and you can feel it in your skin

also fun fact the house music before and after the show is orchestral but during intermission it’s electronic. bc. anatole. gah details

when marcus was still in the cast you could really hear his voice during letters and it sounded sooooo.

dolokhov’s stupid little thumbs up to indicate he will be ok. pleaseee. i laughed i did

generally lawrence would grab at the place he was shot at a lot; while pushing the revolve etc. loved that detail. (tyler does too but less so)

sonya and natasha just sounds so great. like they just always sound fantastic i love that song

sonya alone. yes i am weeping. yes camille eanga-selenge is everything i want to be and more. she’s phenomenal

dolokhov sitting in a big fuckin chair at the beginning of preparations just absolutely clearly regretting every decision he’s made to facilitate this. is great.

i know i keep talking abt lawrence libor but the image of him at this part is just. really great. to me. sorry

very campy and exaggerated scowling and grimacing from anatole

dolokhov is so sick of anatole’s shit

“here feel how it beats” is NOT entertained he pushes him back immediately

lawrence dolokhov’s “dawdling” business was him tuning his guitar i miss musician dolokhov sooooo much gah

balaga truly does not sing any of his lines. he is basically yelling the entire time. i don’t know how he does it. it’s chaotic and hilarious and so fun

sonya and mary hand out the egg shakers on house right and left respectfully

near the end of balaga, four audience members are brought up to dance with the cast! (i got to dance with mary once!)

dolokhov writhing on the floor during anatole’s long held note thank u

during the goodbye section, anatole comes around to said audience members and interacts with them; dancing with them, booping them on the nose etc, and at “kiss me one last time”, invites a lucky audience member to kiss his cheek. (this once, was me. yup. still processing it.)

once he accidentally knocked someone’s egg shaker from their hand, dolokhov picked it up, laughed, gave it a shake, and handed it back, and yes i’m still thinking about it

when they sit down, balaga and dolokhov will sit on the house right stairs, though once there was an empty seat nearby so dolokhov wedged his way in between two people, guitar and all. so fucking good

anatole will squeeze himself between two audience members on house left, put an arm around each, and look around at everyone sitting in that area, out into the audience, etc. if one is going to make eye contact with him, it is now

once he threw his head back to look at the people behind him, and someone, at the speed of light, took their phone out and snapped a picture of his upside down head. i scream laughed

lawrence’s BETRAYED BETRAYEDDDD was sooooo good. so so so good

hailey gillis is an absolute powerhouse during in my house

usually when “natasha’s whole body shook” she falls to the ground silently but last time i went she YELLED and i gasped so loud

at “i have refused him” louise would go NO in shock and i FREAK OUT ABOUT IT.

and i loved her “what then? would that be alright???”

“NATASHA CRIED OUT! GO AWAY! GO AWAY YOU ALL HATE AND DESPISE ME” sounds SO FUCKING GOOD!!! I LOVE YOU HAILEY GILLIS

when the call to pierre music starts i always get goosebumps

the fight choreo when pierre grabs anatole by the collar is very good

if we’re comparing to broadway, it feels less like anatole’s life is in danger here but like i’m not upset about it

at this point anatole does not seem sad or upset to me more just. pissed off that it didn’t go his way. like annoyed

as anatole leaves during pierre and anatole the staging has him stepping around/over natasha as she is choking from the arsenic and it is such a. show of his shallowness

his petersburg note is fantastic obviously. live laugh love george krissa

marcus nance (andrey) has such a deep and beautiful legit singing voice. it’s sooo gorgeous. any word that raises against marcus nance will fall.

I MISS HIMMMM ok sorry.

i am more sympathetic to ben carlson’s andrey, however. marcus was Incredibly stoic ben has a bit more emotion to him i think

i could swear sometimes hailey is actually crying during pierre and natasha

her “pytor kirillovich” sounds so tiny and fragile ugh my heart breaks

and his “…pierre” is so assuring AUGHH

it’s such a beautiful scene obviously. i love the two of them so damn much i hope only good things happen to them forever

“it was clear and cold” also. chills EVERY TIME

“having traced its parabola” and “like an arrow piercing the earth” hit me so hard i cannot explain

genuinely evan buliung gives the most effective inspiring fantastic mind blowing performance i maybe have ever seen on stage. he is such an incredible actor and he inspires me beyond belief

the end when the lights get really really bright and then fade out. god. so simple and so fucking beautiful

now this post is very long. thank u for reading it all if you did! (will update after seeing it more times if there’s things to say!!)

if you’re anywhere near toronto i BEG of you to go see it!! it’s closing march 24th :(( so if you get the chance i deeply implore you. beg borrow or steal a ticket just get there! best comet production ever in my biased opinion :)

#rbs encouraged!!!#natasha pierre and the great comet of 1812 #the great comet #npatgco1812 #tgc #great comet #great comet toronto #musical theatre #toronto theatre #lizzy.txt #aka i rant about lawrence libor more than i need to #i can’t get over this show and neither should you #watch it. and talk to me about it PLEASEEEEEEE PLEASE #if u have anything u didn’t like abt this. keep that shit to urself #sorry that you’re wrong idk what that’s like tho #live laugh love crows theatre

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trashiewrites · 2 years

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Most of the HCs I've done! Graves edition!

I know there will be those mother fuckers who really really simp for graves! Tbh I get it, I really do... despite being morally questionable here is your food my children :) have some head cannon you feral fucks :D

Relationship: +he likes his women like he likes his job :) morally questionable. +honestly wants someone to understand the nature of his career and not judge his weird excitement of each mission. +CEO of loving his team more than you maybe +despite his career being hella hella classified, he tells you everything + "oh ho ho you should of see it (y/n ) THEY WENT DOWN LIKE FLIESSS! It's like watching those oddly satisfying videos online. You know what I'm talking about right?" + firstly its a bit off-putting that he compared it to that but at this point, you have accepted it :/ +he is surprisingly clingy +very v e r y protective +almost killed a man who catcalled you ohhh you wonder how he's a free man at times.

Sick: +This man is actually really good to be sick with :D +He has this really good passed-down homemade chicken soup recipe that he makes you +Lots and lots of blankets + Plays your favorite music, tv show, or movie. + the only bad thing is ALL YOULL EAT IS SOUP, ONLY SOUP! +When you finally aren't sick You jump to eat something that is SOLID! GOD 4 DAYS OF SOUP S U C K S

+About him getting sick? He doesn't and rarely does... +And when he does, you don't even know. +He will still like his normal self and do his normal thing. +You don't know unless one of his boys tells you. +In which case you yell at him and force him to rest but by the time that happens he is already almost better.

Christmas: +Christmas with this man is an interesting one... +Lively is the best way I can respectfully say it. + Bring out every kind of booze +Tbf wouldn't be surprised if they brought weed. Def seems like the legal weed guy. +OFC they didn't do this at your shared house, you would kill him if the stench stayed and he wasn't gonna risk that. +You didn't really care about what they do really as long as there are no hookers. +You are mainly with your family anyways for the holidays since you really don't like his team's parties. Been to it once and never again. +he joins you for a day on Christmas with your family and at least spends one day with you before heading to work again. + He got you a lovely little gold bracelet with little charms of your fav stuff + You got him a new fancy watch since he's been nagging about how his old one kept going out of sync. +Overall, a dandy time despite his mates sending pics later of their party which are usually really funny pictures odd him doing dumb shit.

Wedding: +OFC, he proposed, he was pretty classic about it. +It was the middle of winter and you two were chilling on a bridge and he kinda just went "Hey, you know why would be cool?"And he bent down behind you as you proceed to ask what and turned around "If we got married." +He had a smug look the entire time by the way... Smug ass motherhecker. +After saying yes, the next 6 months of planning were actually terrific. +He let you do all the planning since having a wedding was more your thing and he really didn't argue with you. + you had no price limit but OFC you didn't milk him dry. + You got your dream wedding, your dream outfit oh my it was amazing! +Most likely to be a Disney wedding :/ just feel like he would allow it +if you don't like Disney, just think of your ideal dream wedding and it prob happened with this man.

#philip graves #cod #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty #shadow company #cod mw22 #modern warfare #modern warfare 2 #cod mw #cod mw2 spoilers #maybe

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knowltonsrangers · 1 year

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Hi!! I was wondering, were you planning on finishing that Simcoe fluff alphabet? I love your work, have for years!!

Simcoe Alphabet PT.2

TURN!Simcoe x reader

[a/n: hello! thank you!! sure, I can do the rest of the letters! the alphabet takes me a bit to edit and write, so that’s why i split it in 2! here’s the rest, enjoy!]

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

They are typically very rushed and not very sentimental. He has other ways to display his affection for you, and if he’s going to kiss you at all, it’s in private.

If he’s gonna be the giver, he does it to your forehead most of the time.

If he’s the receiver, he likes it when you kiss his hands, more specifically his knuckles, because it can be done quickly in passing without catching second glances.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

He’s not…great around them. I think children terrify him, just because he thinks that they are too small or just over all annoying. He’s very unlikely to willingly watch a child, but maybe if you were there to see over most of it, maybe he would comply.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Simcoe is likely up before the sun rises, so mornings where he’s actually still in bed with you, are most treasured. If you happen to wake up first, and just throw yourself on top of him, he’s more likely to stay an extra few minutes.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Drinking, doing something he probably shouldn’t be doing. Nights are usually the opposite of quiet with him, not that he’s a loud rowdy man, but, he likes the company he holds close.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Nothing. You get absolutely nothing, if he reveals anything, he’s cryptic, and you’ll have to solve it yourself. If you catch him doing anything, you make sure to get a mental note of it, because it’s the best you’re going to get.

He’s very protective of his feelings and emotions, so good luck getting anything out of him.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Yeah…we know he has no patience. Don’t test his patience, it’s easily spiked and it can go south very fast. He’s partial to teasing, so if you can get away with it long enough, he’s probably going to play along.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

he wants you to believe he’s cruel and he hasn’t remembered a single thing about you, but he’d be lying. He remembers some things, possibly forgets some as well, but he’s kind of in the middle. Let’s just say he remembers the important stuff, but is known to slip up here and there.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

he doesn’t have one, truthfully, all the moments are special to him deep down. again, he’ll never vocalize this, probably scoff at you if you were to ask, but.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

not gonna go into too much detail here, yeah he’s very protective, and very feral.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

as much as you would expect. don’t get your hopes up folks, he’s not a sentimental guy. His gift-giving effort is probably at like 12%, so be lucky if there’s even flowers on any kind of anniversary.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

his anger, his lack of patience, and his inability to understand why he’s so emotionally constrained.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

very, very little.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

he can be gone from you a while and still be alright, he knows that he’s coming back to you, and it will become fine again. If the situation was finite, yes, he would definitely feel as if something was missing.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

definitely picks you up and throws you over his shoulder more times than he’s able to count. it’s an act of affection that you are happy he’s so willing to display, especially in a public setting.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

I’m gonna loop back around to children for this one.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

he’s an early riser, he likes his sleep but he doesn’t need it.

#sul writes #turn amc #turn washington's spies #turn simcoe #captain simcoe #john graves simcoe #turn simcoe x reader #turn john graves simcoe

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quidfree · 20 days

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what hair do u picture the Them + Adam and Warlock as having? (what I really want to know: do any of them have a mullet?)

haha this is such a specific ask...

um let me see. see warlock gives me recovering emo but teetering on the edge of becoming some kind of political consultant or finance bro, so i don't think as of canon he has a shaggy wolfcut or whatever- just slightly overgrown student athlete hair, tuck behind the ear sort of thing. his hair is black natch. i think once he starts dating adam he kind of unconsciously grows it out longer though.

adam i see as having mostly non-descript, just like blandly pleasant features, except the longer you look at him the more interesting / slightly off attractive he becomes, so i see him with kind of basic dirty blond / light brown hair, a bit curly/fluffy but not particularly grown out. if you stare long enough it starts to catch the light unnaturally.

brian has classic british boy haircut variant 2, with the sides shorn and that weird monk fringe (sorry) (he sort of pulls it off). wensleydale probably gels his down or something- whatever's slightly neurotic will do. pepper i think wears primarily classic protective hairstyles, maybe mostly braids (i'm thinking like your cornrows, fulani braids, box braids). she plays around with colour and accessories a lot.

mulletwise adam and warlock are your best bets. warlock has definitely had one at SOME point (i think i even have him mention in canon that he's had everything from a fuckass bob to the emo sidepart to a buzzcut), and adam is likely to sort of incidentally grow one out and then decide to commit to that vibe.

edit: found this in the margins of my notepad to underscore the vision

#qui parle #qui repond #etuwubrutus #good omens #adam young #warlock dowling #qui ecrit

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starg1rlie · 1 year

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(is it too late to participate in this wonderful idea ?! i've never seen someone do sumn like this so i'll give it a try if its still open or so!)

💍 w/ xiao if u don't mind !! i am a very open minded person who is also straightforward when i have to & a bit shy but once you get to know me personally, i am very clingy but i also know my boundaries. hobbies are Uh i don't go outside so i tend to play rpg or fps games instead at home! But of course I still Touch grass when i feel like it ^^ WOO SURPRISE MEE

(hey, sorry for taking so long to fill out your request! hope you understand, and here it is! (p.s: i may or may not have previously written most of this when it was 5 am, so i literally had no idea what i was doing...i only proof-read and edited it a little bit. nonetheless, i hope you still like it!!)

matching frog hats & dino onesies

xiao feels absolutely humiliated right now. wearing this itchy and ridiculous-looking hat made him feel like burrowing deep within the earth (six feet sounds about right) and staying hidden in the ground for the rest of eternity. the fact that you were recording everything on your phone made it all worse. stop, i look stupid, he said, tugging the frog hat further down to cover his pink cheeks. you merely laughed, as if you relished his embarrassment, and forced him to show his face for the camera. say froggie! you teased, snapping a pic after your reel finished and saving it onto your phone. i hate you, xiao muttered under his breath, yanking off the hat and unzipping the dinosaur onesie you bought for when it got cold. i love you too, you replied, giving him a kiss before dashing off to put the finishing touches on your posts.

lighting sparklers on new years

he didn't understand what the point was for lighting sparklers on new years eve when there was a large firework showcase going off right now. but you insisted and since he didn't really have the power within himself to deny your request, he reluctantly agreed and was immediately dragged out of the household, box of sparklers loosely gripped in his hand. honestly, you're acting like it's christmas day all over again, xiao said with a delicate snort, striking a match againt the box and lighting two sparklers, one for you and one for himself. do we really need to do this? he inquired when you whipped out your phone once more to "capture the moment". you only nodded, focusing on changing the lighting and filters on your phone so that the picture turned just right. see, look how pretty it looks! you exclaimed, holding out your phone for him to see. but his attention drifted elsewhere, particularly on the happy smile that adorned your features. yeah, pretty...ahem, are we going to just let them go out or do you plan on doing more pictures? xiao cleared his throat awkwardly, tugging desperately at the collar of his shirt to cover the blush that threatened to creep further up the nape of his neck. you thought nothing of it and continued snapping away, gleeful as could be.

he's obsessed w/sanrio (keroppi and kuromi)

he'd probably not admit this to anyone except you, but he really enjoys sanrio merchandise, more specifically, keroppi and kuromi. call him a geek all you want, but he'll immediately make a beeline for the sanrio items whenever the two of you head to a daiso* store. look, this reminds me of you, xiao will say, holding up a my melody plushie, pointing at her sweet expression. you, on the other hand, looked less amused and simply went back to testing out the different pens and highlighters they had to see if there was anything you could add to your stationary collection. can we get this? xiao asked, holding up a kuromi keychain (no doubt for his car keys) and a kuroppi pin. you nodded and headed towards the cashier line. at least now i know what i can get you for your birthday, you said jokingly as the two of you made your way back to the car. xiao wasn't really paying attention, focusing on pinning kuroppi on his sweater.

hosting game night

he's not really interested in playing video games, but he has tried a few, specifically animal crossing and a pokemon game called pokemon remix cafe. xiao prefers chill and relaxing games, not ones where you feel the need to scream at your screen and throw your controller across the room. so when you suggest a game night, xiao can't help but feel a bit wary what he's getting himself looped into. he's absolutely relieved when you introduce him to a rpg game and soon, he became hooked (although, he still prefers watching you play than himself playing it). he'll come sit next to you and watch the story unfold before he gets so into he decides to start the game for himself. results in the two of you playing side by side and sharing each other's progress within the game.

doing his hair

since xiao has short hair, the only hairdo you could manage with him was a weird-looking pair of pigtails and the occasional ponytail if he lets his hair grow out. one time, he let it go past his shoulders and you attempted to do a french braid. is this really necessary? he said while you kept tugging on his hair, braiding it together. yes, yes it is. now quite whining, i'm almost done. with that, you swiftly tied the end of the braid and swung it over his shoulder. there. what do you think? you brought him over to a mirror, gesturing dramatically at his new hairdo. i look like a woman with this hair, xiao said, deadpanning hard. no you don't, you look fine. xiao looked up at you and reached up to touch his braid. take me to the barber's. you reeled back, horrified. all of his luxoriously soft locks being cut? you wouldn't stand for it. no! xiao sighed and got up. fine, then i'll just cut it myself.

#( ﾉﾟｰﾟ)ﾉ leeo writes!#(｡･∀･)ﾉﾞ leeo replies!!#xiao x reader #xiao x you #xiao x y/n #xiao genshin impact #alatus #genshin x reader #genshin #genshin impact #genshin fanfic #genshin drabble #romance #fluff

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auto-correct · 1 year

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TROLLSTUCK RANT HERE WE GO NOW CONTAINS: ACTUAL CONTENT! ART! LOGS! INSTEAD OF JUST VAGUE KEYSMASHES

THIS AU IS WITH @whydontwebegin and also some recent additions who URLS I don't know (if u want me 2 delete/private this like immediately after i post this hmu)

first off:

Figure A: The Fishboi

(CONTINUES:)

^ Figure B: The Fishboi But Bloody

Okay so yeah that's Hal But A Troll (Halwyr)

He's a fuchsiablood psionic (is this a bit overindulgent of me? idk who gives a fuck) and technically HIC's heir though condy is not exactly keen on the idea of him ruling anything

(Spoiler alert he was brainwashed (to be more compliant less rebellious and not defy HIC all that fun stuff he's a psionic so he's Slightly More Of A Threat) as a Leetol Guy but Troll Dirk (Deirik) (the moirail ever!!!!!!!!) was like 'Hey that tiara you've got there is a bit suspicious actually ' and broke it and it was all very emotional oh just read the fucking log it's down a bit further)

How is he a psionic, you ask? Genetic experimentation!! WHEEEE

So technically Deirik is his ancestor because I couldn't come up with a better way to imitate their relationship in canon but eh fuck canon these two are So Pale For Each Other. No murder attempts here :) besides the one time :))))) (brainwashing induced to be clear (Halwyr stopped himself bc The Power of Moirallegiance <><><><>))

n e ways

yeah I will now dump some more of The Content

smol. Absolute bby of a man

he gets v tall eventually bc i am trans and if i can't tower over everyone and everything then By Gog He Will

okay I maaayyyy go back and edit this post later once I edit the logs to polish them a bit (*shakes my fist* pesterchum online my nemesis)

But I don't feel like doing that rn

Anyways Deirik is played by the wonderful and amazing @whydontwebegin and Halwyr is. Played by me😔

yeah ok more art now

deirik fr <<<<3333

^this one looks shitty but u know what? who gives a fuck i just needed to figure out what his eyes looked like at the time

ALSO ALSO ALSO THE FACT THAT A) TROLLS HAVE CAT BEHAVIOURS INCLUDING BUT NOT LIMITED TO PURRING!!!! AND B) I DON'T REMEMBER I FUCKING FORGOR!!!! wait maybe i was about to talk about the bone stealing thing yeah Halwyr ripped out someone's bones telekinetically once bc they had Hurt His Moirail (Big Mistake) it was sooooo funny im not sure that was it but ohwell

I also might've been about to mention that Halwyr gets called little over *cough* pesterchum *cough* trollian a lot even tho he's like. 6'5 6'4 but he gives the fuck up on complaining eventually

there's SO much more lore than this really this is mostly just me gushing over Halwyr and the moriails generally 2 start with

I also may have maybe been about to mention smth else uhhhh

This AU also has several appearances from @whydontwebegin's Eldritch Hal!!!! *Gestures neurodivergently to their blog* Go!!! check out their Decay AU!!! Fuckin do it!!!!!! right now!!! i wasn't kidding I love eldritch hal sm so go fuckin absorb and interact with The Content!!!!!!!!!!! do iiiiiiitttttttttttt 3:<

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livikattt · 1 year

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daily fun but useless ppau fact #10

aka "EVERY JOKE/EASTER EGG IN ONE DAY YOU'LL WISH YOU HADN'T"

I'm putting it under a read more because it's long af (because... my dumbass.... makes a lot of jokes. if u didn't notice.)

chapter one: wish (soraka r)

“Not a single sign that the Rift’s champions, those gods amongst men, had ever been there at all.”

This was a vague reference to Damwon’s championship skins where they had wanted to appear as gods coming down from the heavens, if I remember correctly.

“And Faker would never be enough of a fool to trust someone who once lived in his shadow.”

Faker is (kind of) Zed in this au, so this is secretly a joke. ha ha.

chapter two: you and me (yuumi w) (get it? because meiko's skin is yuumi? i'm not funny ahahahah)

“Hmm,” Jiejie begins, his eyes wandering as he thinks. “I think Meiko would have wished for something to make him an even better support than he already is. Viper probably wished that he’d never miss a shot, and Flandre definitely wished for some magic that’s better than that smoke thing he does. That, or to be able to do this his entire life. Who knows?”

Two out of three isn't bad :)

“But Jiejie,” Scout says, intentionally mispronouncing his name. “How can you even be tired?”

I explained this in the end notes already, but Scout pronounces Jiejie’s name like 姐姐, which means older sister. Credit to my friend that only referred to Jiejie as “big sister” all throughout Worlds 2021. Bro is gonna fail Chinese III.

“Breathe, Yechan. Breathe.”

I’m pretty sure Scout is the only one to be referred to by his real name by his teammates, if you don’t count the introductions in the first EG fic. Generally, I try to avoid their real names, since it starts to feel a bit awkward once I’m writing about Ryu Minseok and not Keria or something. It’s too personal for me.

(Edit a few days later: I forgot about Miky but c’mon, I was not about to refer to him as “Mikyx” the entire fic)

(Edit a few more days later: Gumayusi got full name’d, shit is going down)

(Edit a few more more days later: everyone getting full name'd now this is not a drill)

quick tw for death but when my mom was crying to me about her dad's last wishes i. i kind of. i kind of went "AYO WHAT DID I HAVE MEIKO DO IN ODYWYH TO COMFORT SCOUT I NEED TO KNOW" and just tried to channel whatever he did

im that emotionally constipated kill me

chapter three: end of the line (graves q)

“He plays Teamfight Tactics until he sees stars when he blinks.”

Perhaps in this universe Riot Games is truly a small indie company…

“Scout tries to scream, but without the room to expand his chest, all that comes out is the faintest whine.”

This was tested to make sure it was an accurate depiction. I got sleep paralysis once when my sister was audibly on a call in the room over. I tried to scream. Didn’t work. The sound I made was actually very embarrassing. (it is ok to laugh at me for my sleep paralysis experiences. they are funny in hindsight. for more tips on how to handle sleep paralysis just hmu)

“We’ll go to Europe, then. I’ve heard there’s a retired Summoner that can suppress someone’s abilities. Maybe he’ll be able to suppress the Rift’s blessing as well.”

Some of you (by which i mean aryasage) caught it already, but this is a reference to Caedrel. In a different version, Scout’s response is, “No, he’ll just cancel it.”

chapter four: moonlight vigil (aphelios r)

“He’s not stupid—he knows what sleep deprivation does to people. (He’s read the Russian sleep experiment creepypasta, after all.)”

Somehow I doubt he would have been able to get his hands on that one, but whatever. Either way it’s kind of terrifying, and if it was true, this fic would go in a very different direction. Would not recommend it if you're scared easily or if you spend too much time thinking about everything that could go wrong.

“Telling the whole story to the rest of his team is quite possibly the hardest thing Scout’s ever done, if he ignores the past week or so.”

“You look like shit.”

In a different version, Scout absolutely snaps at Jiejie and then proceeds to verbally and emotionally obliterate him. I kind of wish I had been able to keep it in, since I thought it was kind of fun in a “haha angst goes brrr” kind of way, but it didn’t really fit in with the rest of the chapter.

“Scout sniffs, gratefully accepting the tissue someone hands him. He’s been going through a lot of those lately, despite it being November.”

Is there even a no-nut November equivalent in China??? Either way I thought I was hilarious in the moment.

“Forcibly inducing sleep (aka punching Scout in the head) is out too once Viper mentions brain damage, even if Meiko insists he can fix it.”

They don’t test this theory, but Meiko is 100% confident that his magic can repair brain damage. In the end, they decide it’s not worth finding out.

ppau leak: this comes up later

I spent thirty minutes googling how to meditate just to write this chapter. Worth.

“Scout tries to respond. His body doesn’t move an inch. Somewhat deliriously, he imagines himself as a meme. Aw, shit. Here we go again.”

‘“You need to relax.” Jiejie leans forward, holding two fingers to Scout’s head. “And trust me. Do you trust me?”’

Jiejie quotes Evelynn here for no other reason than He Can.

chapter five: harrowed path (viego e)

“Forgiveness is a bitch, and so am I.”

My English teacher wouldn’t let me use this line in my personal essay, so I put it here instead.

“It’s then that Scout realizes they’ve been moved from the couch to someone’s room, where two twin beds have been haphazardly shoved close to each other.”

no homo [lolrpf shippers I'm looking at u.]

#ppau edg #ppau fun facts #ppau #ppau flandre #ppau jiejie #ppau scout #ppau viper #ppau faker #ppau odywyh #ppau other #ppau writing #ppau leaks

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@devilbreaker said: 🤍 WAIT I JUST SAW U REBLOGGED THESE????????? HERE WE GO BABY IN ORDER sakuatsu LET ME KNOOOOOOOW (all about that ship) (atsumu & kiyoomi edition)

Who cooks meals for the other? WELL as Osamu can easily testify, his brother and cooking don’t mix well together so sadly if there is cooking involved, it probably falls under Kiyoomi’s purview most of the time :’) but to compensate his lack of cooking skills (and willingness to even cook), he’s always in the kitchen with Kiyoomi when he prepares meals, to keep them company and provide basic-level assistance like cutting up vegetable. Being on the same team, having the same nutritionist, helps in deciding on recipes and dishes, since they follow very similar regimen.

Who spams the other with memes? That’s not even a question, of course it’s Atsumu. Kiyoomi doesn’t send memes, Atsumu spams them; and usually they’re either really obscure references to tv shows from Hyôgo or local culture, which only Atsumu and the former Inarizaki gang understand, or they’re just... not really funny because Atsumu has a shit sense of humour bvjhb.

Who likes to tidy around the house? On their own, Kiyoomi is the only one of them who likes to tidy around and keep everything organised and clean. Left to his own devices, Atsumu tends to be more messy, and to not be as thorough with cleaning as Kiyoomi would have liked. He has however discovered that he enjoys tidying around/cleaning much more if they’re teaming up to do it - he always finds a way of turning it into a game/competition, and miraculously stops complaining and is more efficient once he gets in that mindset!

Who likes to play pranks on the other? Surprisingly, and they’re the only ones to know that: both. Although the word “prank” probably only really applies to the ones Atsumu pulls; Kiyoomi’s “pranks” are just retaliation and just punishment for Atsumu misbehaving. But we all know they enjoy giving him a taste of his own medicine so let’s say they both enjoy it vbdjhbv.

Who asked the other to move in with them? It was somewhat of a gradual process, with them starting by going to each other’s places to spend some time together, but leaving before morning for whatever reason they could come up with (it wasn’t serious yet, one of them had something the next morning etc). Until, one day, one came in one evening and... just didn’t leave. They only realised it when time came to make breakfast and suddenly there is this other person to take into account, and it was a fair bit awkward. But they did it again, increasingly more often, got comfortable in their relationship, until one day while they were lounging on the couch, Atsumu asked “how do you think it would be to live together?”.

Who is in charge of the music during a car ride? As much as Atsumu would like to say he’s in charge... it’s more that Atsumu makes suggestions, and Kiyoomi has the final word; or Atumu puts something on and Kiyoomi either silently accepts it or changes it vfdjvb it’s always a toss of a coin and a contest of stubborness, but they always end up reaching some sort of agreement.

Who is more likely to tickle the other mercilessly? This is a two-parter. Atsumu is more likely to tickle Kiyoomi, because he is a sneaky, mischevious prankster who likes to stir up trouble: naturally one day he tries to find out if Kiyoomi was ticklish anywhere, and if his suspicions were ever confirmed... of course he’ll try and take advantage of it. Of course, Atsumu forgets that he is very ticklish himself... so as far as mercilessness goes? Kiyoomi takes the crown whenever he retaliates. Hands down. Atsumu ends up not being able to breathe or move fo a solid five minutes.

Who needs to hold the other during scary movies? Kiyoomi, please be ready to be turned into a giant stress ball, because Atsumu can be a bit of a scaredy cat during horror movies. Not so much the ones with blood or gore, but anything that has an element of supernatural to them? Ghosts and the likes? He freaks out, and yelps, and has to hold on to the nearest human being, who more often than not happens to be Kiyoomi. With that being said... Osamu has watched scary films with his brother before, and he could wear Atsumu was never that jumpy or that clingy. So, maybe Atsumu is milking it a little bit, actually :’) (he says it’s for a good cause)

Who has to help the other when it comes to technology? They’re both pretty literate when it comes to technology, so there isn’t much they can’t solve on their own. Maybe Kiyoomi is more prompt to lose interest/decide that they’ve had enough and ignore the problem until they can no longer ignore it (this being when Atsumu comes in to take over); whereas Atsumu just keeps making the problem worse until Kiyoomi jumps in and fixes it in three seconds flat.

Who likes to get a bit frisky in public / an inappropriate setting? This would be Atsumu - although his version of “getting frisky in public”, with Kiyoomi, is mostly limited to making innuendos and light teasing because he is well aware that Kiyoomi has very set preferences and likes to keep to places that can easily be clean/where hygiene is easily controllable. However, Kiyoomi knows how to communicate very clearly, in no ambiguous terms, when he would rather they be alone/home/in their hotel room.

Who wakes up first, and do they wake up the other or let them rest? Same team, same schedule, mostly same routine. They tend to wake up around the same time - Kiyoomi sometimes has to kind of push Atsumu out of bed because he was dumb enough to stay up a bit too late the night before. On weekends, Atsumu wakes up early on Saturdays, and only sleeps in on Sundays - Kiyoomi may have to wake him up if he’s not up around noon. On one occasion, Atsumu got up early to make breakfast for Kiyoomi, and failed spectacularly. They both agreed he shouldn’t try again.

Who is always taking pictures of the other when they aren’t looking? It’s Atsumu, and he’s really not sneaky about it, and Kiyoomi glares at him and he stops for a whole lot of five seconds.

Who always forgets their wallet and never ends up paying for anything? Is Kiyoomi forgetful? Kiyoomi doesn’t strike me as forgetful :’) of course Atsumu forgets his wallet on a regular basis, and he always apologises and promises next time he won’t... but it might be two or three times where he forgets in a row. He makes up for it by paying more bills or getting groceries.

Who can’t sleep because the other snores or moves too much at night? Atsumu snores but not that much, and not all the time. He does however turn and toss often - he has always been an agitated sleeper, and before Kiyoomi was never used to spending night in the same bed as someone else, so it does come as a surprise to him when Kiyoomi first complains about it. They spend the next few nights trying to find solutions - at the end of the day it boils down to him being too agitated before he even tries to sleep (screentime, going for a late run...). He tries to change his routine so it’s less annoying for Kiyoomi, but he relapses sometimes.

Who is better at video games, and do they let the other win or show no mercy? They don’t really play video games together. Atsumu is not much of a solo player either, except for a few mobile games he can play in public transports or when he’s bored, and he’s never managed to get Kiyoomi into multiplayers. Kiyoomi spectates his games of Winning Eleven with Osamu though - those are always entertaining with how the twins endlessly quabble.

Who always gets up in the middle of the night to use the restroom and accidentally wakes up the other? Related to the moving around question - Atsumu is definitely no stranger to waking up at night, and can’t go back to sleep unless he goes to the restroom or the kitchen even if it’s just to stretch his legs. He learns to be as quiet as possible, but it depends on how much of a light sleeper Kiyoomi is - if he wakes them up, he groggily apologises and brings them back a glass of water to make amend :’)

#devilbreaker #(miya a; headcanons)#WELL IM GLAD YOU SENT THE MEMES BECAUSE THAT WAS VERY FUN TO WRITE #iwaoi will follow when you get back from your break <3 #HOPE YOU LIKE THESE

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