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lavendertales · 10 months

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HI!! I have a silly request. Do you think you could do a Joel Miller X Femreader inspired by the song Baby Came home by the Neighbourhood? Like Joel is kinda the mistress 🫣 and it’s very tension filled

Hiii love, thank you for sending this in! I put a bit of a different spin on it but I hope you like it nonetheless ❤️

Baby Came Home || Joel Miller x f!reader

summary: you and Joel revolve around each other all the time, and when you finally make a move, Joel panics and opens up to you.

word count: 1k

You thought this would be a good idea. It seemed like it, looking back on it.

But seeing the mortified look on Joel’s face now, you started to reconsider your own choices.

For weeks, all you and Joel did is practically dance around each other, shy yet feisty glares being exchanged and light brushes of the hands against each other that caused goosebumps all over the skin and sent electric shivers down the spine. One evening he even invited you to his house to unwind, and you simply sipped on whiskey and laughed, getting to know each other. As your bodies warmed and loosened up, you found yourself dangerously close to Joel, his warm breath tickling your senses alive. You could barely breathe, and it seemed like Joel was struggling too.

In that moment, all you wanted was to know was what his lips tasted like.

You ended up not knowing, since Ellie interrupted the moment.

But now, several weeks later, you do. And you lowkey hate yourself for it.

“Joel, you haven’t said anything in a while and I’m starting to lose my mind a bit,” you cooed, your body still frozen in the same spot.

It’s only then that you see Joel’s eyes soften, almost as if he was staring at you with regret.

You gulped. You didn’t like this one bit.

“You should—stay away,” he nearly groaned.

“What—what are you talking about?”

“We shouldn’t have…”

“Joel, what—I don’t understand.”

He sucked a big breath in, feeling his heart practically tremble inside his chest. He wished he could explain himself properly, but words always failed him, especially now. The kiss he just shared with you, the way it made him feel… it terrified him. It made him reminisce of his time with Tess and how she was the only one who made him feel okay, even if temporary. When she died, Joel swore he wouldn’t get involved with anyone else. He couldn’t handle the heartache of the loss, all that pain for nothing.

Meeting you here in Jacksonville though, it changed him. It made him feel empty and full at the same time; it made him reconsider his life and look at it from every possible angle, and only tonight, when his hand was in yours, that he realized how empty he had been feeling for months.

“I’m afraid,” Joel breathed.

“What are you afraid of?”

“The pain. The loss. People die. Or worse. And I can’t… I’m not emotionally equipped to handle it, not anymore.”

“Joel…”

You reached for his hand again but he pulled away, still feeling the aftermath of the kiss and how it lingered on his lips.

And how he wanted more.

“Is this about you and Tess?” you dared ask.

Joel looked away, his nod so brief and small you could’ve easily missed it had you not been staring right at him the whole time.

“If she’d be here, she’d probably be able to tell too,” he said.

“Tell what?”

“That I’m yours.”

“But I don’t understand… you said I should stay away. I thought… I really thought that maybe…”

Joel didn’t need to hear the end of that sentence. He knew exactly what you thought because he thought the same. Any blind moron would see that the two of you have been revolving around each other using literally any excuse possible.

You kissing him meant you were far braver than him.

“Because I can’t—I don’t know what I’d do if anything were to happen. I can’t keep you safe all the time and what if when I look away… you’re another Tess to add to my memories?”

Something about that statement made your heart break and nearly opened the waterworks. But you soldiered through.

“Joel, you can’t keep everyone safe all the time,” you told him with a half-smile. “Not even yourself.”

“I don’t care about myself.”

“That’s too bad, because I care about you.”

Joel’s face suddenly softened, much like his gaze which fell upon you like it was the first time he ever heard you. There was something intrinsically beautiful about hearing your declaration out in the open, when all you did for the past weeks, even months, was to smile and stare fleetingly.

It made him feel more like a coward for not admitting it himself earlier.

But it also made him realize he should be stronger.

“I didn’t use to care,” he confessed. “The only person I cared about was Tess. Even with her, I—I was never fully honest. I knew how she felt about me and I never… I didn’t tell her. I didn’t say anything.”

“I’m sure she knew.”

“She should’ve heard it though. It’s nice to… hear things sometimes.”

Your cheeks burned.

“And then I started to care about Ellie and I thought, ‘this is it’. I ain’t gonna give a shit about anyone else but this girl. And my brother. And now you…”

He inched closer, causing your cheeks to burn even more as he drew a deep breath in and stared you down.

“You make me dizzy,” Joel breathed. “You make me lose focus, you make me… want things.”

“What uh—what kind of things?”

“Things I haven’t wanted in a very long time.”

You gulped, painfully aware that Joel might’ve heard the thirsty sound in your throat. If he did, he was polite enough not to mention it.

“I want things too,” you told him.

“Yeah? Like what?”

“You know, I’m much better at showing than telling.”

Before you could see it, you felt Joel’s smirk close to your lips. You felt his lips stretch into a playful smile, one that guaranteed you he preferred to be showed—and to show—rather than explain with tedious words.

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gay4harm · 7 months

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Pick a side l part 3

Pairing: Shuriri x reader

Warnings: A bit of angst, this one is mostly about Reader and Shuri, also Shuri is a bit toxic ig but yea das it

Taglist: @s0lam3y, @tishlvr, @belli-3 Interact with this post to be added! :)

It has officially been a week since Shuri and Riri had made the bet and still neither were very close to getting in your pants.

Well correction, Shuri was no closer to getting in your pants. Riri on the other hand had many opportunities to have sex with you and yet she took none of them.

Some might say you were moving to fast but that didn't matter, Riri was just too hard to resist and honestly you were glad Riri would decline on your advances. As soon as she would leave your room to go back to her apartment you would realize what you were doing and the effect Riri had on you, then regret it.

Since Riri mostly had your attention, it was very hard to get you to even look at Shuri. She'd send chocolates and a card or two to your door and had even offered to walk you to class once, but it seemed like everytime you would give her a chance she would suggest to go to some dumb club or would ask to hang at her place. Your answer was always no of course.

Shuri was a very attractive person, you couldn't lie about that, but the problem was that it was clear Shuri didn't want to get to know you at all and all she cared about is what was in between your legs. You had heard of Shuri's track record, you knew she'd fuck girls then leave right after and it seemed like Shuri was a bit proud of it.

Riri on the other end was a lot more lowkey about it, you knew she had at least two bodies but even if there were more Riri wouldn't just let it all out. Riri at least had the decency to tell a girl when it was over, she would at least get to know the person before anything. Shuri on the other hand had notches under her belt that she didn't even know the names of.

All you wanted was someone real and you could see it in Riri but it was much harder to see potential with Shuri, she was by definition a hoe.

The start of a brand new week was coming and as you woke up bright and early on Monday morning, you got up, got ready and as you walk in the kitchen to grab a quick snack before class you see a large bouquet of roses.

At first you had thought it might have been for one of you friends since you just so happened to have a pollen allergy and it was really bad with roses.

You had thought that until Kourtney had walked in. "Whose are those for?"

"I don't know, didn't check if there was a card"

Kourtney walks over curiously, she knew of your allergy so she had thought that maybe it was for Gina from her love-sick boyfriend.

Kourtney digs in the bouquet until she finds a card and she begins to read it out loud in a flat tone. "Dear Y/N, I know we haven't talked much but I hope you enjoy these flowers. Love Panther."

At first you didn't hear the name that was given and instead you were more focused with the words that used. It seemed like whoever it was just bought some flowers and stuck a card on there with a few meaningless words.

It couldn't be Riri, she was the type to hand deliver them and instead of a card she would have just spoke from her heart like she always did. Plus she knew about your allergy, she would rather have welded you a bouquet and they wouldn't be roses they'd be lilies instead.

No this was someone else.

But who else was interested in you?

You played back what Kourtney had said

Dear Y/N, I know we haven't talked much but I hope you enjoy these flowers. Love Panther.

Panther..... Panther

It hit you

Who else would call themselves panther besides THE black panther.

Of course it was shuri

Trying to get your attention in such a desperate way.

Why couldn't she just be decent and ask you out on a real date or maybe even talk to you about something other than herself.

She was such a-

How can I put this lightly?

She was just such a-

"Boring, brainless little player who constantly talks about herself. She wonders why I would never give her the time of day but then she decides to suggest some stupid club as a date!"

"Do you understand that Kourt? She wants to take me out to a club for a first date! I mean how crazy is that!?"

Kourtney sits on a stool that stood next to the kitchen island as she listened to you rant about Shuri before she decided to speak up.

"Well maybe you should just talk to her, tell her that your not comfortable." You look at her, processing her words and you realized Kourtney was right. Shuri won't stop until you just tell her how you feel about her behavior.

So that's exactly what you were going to do when you saw her.

That's what you were going to do when you had saw her, well that was until you had saw that stupid smirk and her stupid sharp jawline and stupid brown eyes that were constantly hid behind those stupid black sunglasses.

Ugh why did she have to look like that?

Why did she have to be so damn fine?

You could barely even make eye contact as she asked where you were going. "Uh I'm just walking to rehearsals."

"Do you mind if I walk you?"

"If you want then you can."

You begin to walk with Shuri trailing behind you quickly catching up.

"Soo, what are you rehearsing for?" Shuri broke the silence with her thick Wakandan accent.

"Um I'm rehearsing for this years musical, we're doing Heathers."

"Heathers? I've never heard of it."

"It's based off a movie that's about a few highschool students dying because of this girl and her psychotic boyfriend."

Shuri gave you a confused look clearly not impressed with your summary of the movie. "It's better if you just watch it."

She nodded and moves onto her next question. "So who do you play?"

Your ears perk, it seemed like Shuri actually wanted to know. Something that you felt so strongly about.

"Well I'm the leading lady, Veronica Sawyer"

"Wow leading lady huh? That's pretty impressive. How long have you been into theater?"

Truth be told Shuri was surprisingly interested in what you had to say. Riri was right, there was more than what meets the eye.

"Well I've always loved singing since I was a little girl. I'd sing in my church choir all the time. Well that was until we moved and then we kept moving state from state, theater has always kind of been the one consistent thing in my life. I gained amazing friends from it, people I call family and it really helped when my mama died."

"I was a wreck, but then my theater family reminded me that my mama wouldn't want me to sit around in my room and waste. So I didn't and now I'm living my life the best I can."

Shuri got silent, she hadn't known about your mother. It had reminded her of her family.

"Wow I'm sorry about your mother's passing, if anything I know how you feel."

"Oh no don't feel sorry, if anything I should be saying that to you. Losing your family can be hard and I get that. The best thing you can do is try and never forget them, keep them in your heart and find some healthy ways to cope because there are lots of them."

By now you and Shuri were face to face in the middle of a hallway looking in each others eyes, yours were full of empathy, sorrow and Shuri saw comfort in your eyes, in your entire being actually, especially with the the way you held her hand, running your thumb over it.

Shuri didn't know why but she wanted to just jump in your arms and cry, just let you hold her. You felt safe to her which was weird to say since Shuri had barely even talked to you.

But you were just so warm and comforting, you had this aura around you that only grew and never seemed to dim. Shuri had never noticed that before.

"Shuri are you ok?"

Shuri didn't even realize it but a single tear had began to fall from her eye, if you hadn't said anything Shuri might have just started to bawl right then and there.

Shuri didn't expect it but you reached up and wiped away her tear with your soft angel like hands. You then moved your hand to her cheek and held it as you stroked your thumb in a way to soothe Shuri's almost broken spirit and for a moment it worked.

That was until you had realized you and Shuri were right in front of the theater doors. Neither of you had noticed.

Shuri sniffed and rubbed her hands down her pants leg in a way to soothe her nerves.

"Um I should go... but it was nice talking to you Shuri."

Shuri looks up from her shaky hands that she once was fidgeting with.

"Yeah I'll see you later"

Just as she was about to walk away you grab her hand, gently enough so that if she wanted to leave she could but hard enough were you could get her attention. "Wait before you go.... just remember what I said- about finding different ways to cope."

Shuri looked confused for some reason, a reason that she didn't even know. "What makes you say that?"

"Well I just mean that, I know you came here to get a break from your life but I've seen the things you do and I can tell its not helping."

"Ok.... what things have you seen?"

You scoff softly enough were Shuri couldn't hear as you look down at your feet only to bring your head up as you speak again.

"I'm not stupid Shuri, I know about the girls you sleep with and how all you really do is party, I know that's the only reason you want to talk to me.... I mean that's why I was so hesitant to talk to you."

Shuri knew that mostly everyone knew about her reputation but she didn't care and it sure as hell didn't stop her, but there's one thing that she didn't quite understand about what you were saying.

"Ok so you wouldn't talk to me but you have no problem making out with my girlfriend?"

You grew silent, what were you supposed to say? Sorry?

I didn't mean to develop feeling for your girlfriend?

"Oh what did you think that I didn't know?"

"You act as if Riri doesn't want the same thing from you."

You look at Shuri in disbelief, Riri wasn't that type, if that's all she wanted then she would have said that. She would have just had sex with you the first time you offered it to her.

Right?

"I know that not all Riri wants"

"And how do you know that?"

"Because if that was the case then she would have been did it!"

You didn't mean to yell, it wasn't in your intention to get loud but you couldn't help it. Shuri was making it seem as if Riri didn't actually like you. Like she didn't have an ounce of feelings for you.

"What are you saying? Are you saying Riri hasn't been trying to-"

You shake your head unable to say anything else.

"All we do is just hangout and I mean we've made out a few times but that's it. Before we can ever do anything she just stops."

"I- I'm"

Shuri couldn't even process the word, she couldn't even get her own out

"She didn't tell you did she?"

Shuri was stuck, all this time she had thought it was you keep them from it. You that had no interest but all this time it was Riri

You notice Shuri silence and you speak up but not before making a deal out of letting a loud scoff fill the air.

"Wow shows how much you know."

And with that you left, turning toward the theater doors as you push them and walk through leaving Shuri by herself.

Part 3 is done!

Lowkey I don't really know how I feel about it but whatever

Anywaysss let me know how y'all feel about this chapter and remember I love, love, LOVE hearing from y'all! :)

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hhighkey · 11 months

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Haunted // Chapter One, state of dreaming

Inumaki Toge x OC (female)

Chapter Rating: general

Story Contains: unhealthy relationships, strangers to lowkey!friends to lovers, family issues, OC is in high school going into university after summer, she thought curses were ghosts, bad parents want their child dead, 18/19 character ages, toge is so in love, eventual sex prior to relationship, soft dom toge, dacryphylia, over protective/ possessive toge, jealous toge, just both super clingy (refer to my toge headcanons ‘if you're in school’)

Word Count: 1955

KEY: ‘text written with single quotations are writing/typing in notes or messages by toge' and bold text is when japanese sign language comes in

Tags: reply if interested in being tagged :)

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Keiko had no idea who or what her family really was. Her whole life she'd been locked away- private schooling, hand picked friends, odd interactions... all of it that made the poor girl wonder what was wrong. So much so that everyone in her life treat her with the utmost delicacy. Her parents only gave a simple answers when she asked if they saw what she could. It was never talked about again.

For so long her answers came from sneaking out of her room to listen to grown-up conversations. She'd heard voices, some recognizable, some not, talking about sorcerers, curses, and a prophecy.

The oddest part about the treatment sent her way, was that it all changed two weeks ago on her eighteenth birthday. They'd pulled her aside after her celebration to tell her "You've gotten older our dear, we want you to be able to experience as much as you'd like. Feel free to do as you please and don't worry about us." It was so strange; strange with how they almost seemed melancholy about it. But in all her excitement about the news, Keiko forgot to truly pay attention to the interaction. A regret of hers in hindsight.

The sun was already set, Keiko was sitting at her desk where she just finished up her final homework for the term. She felt an involuntary yawn come over her as she pulled her legs to her chest, heels digging into the edge of her seat. Spinning her chair slightly with her hand against the desk, her headed her head on her knees where she glanced at her bed. On it resting was her black cat, Jelly, laid curled up sleeping. She smiled.

Suddenly an impatient KNOCK sounded at Keiko's door immediately followed by it opening, with no permission to enter came in a young girl staring down at her phone.

"Keiks, we need to plan a trip or something for break or else I'm going to die of boredom." Aki said just barging in and heading straight for the bed.

Sato Aki was Keiko's best friend, practical sister in lame terms. She wasn't someone her parents would have picked for her to spend her time with, but fortunately it was her dad's best friends daughter- he couldn't say no. In every way the two girls complimented each other, their strengths and weakness helped to uplift the other to be their very best. Aki wasn't scared of anything it seemed; she was patient, a little wild, and always pushed Keiko out of her shell. Much different to Keiko who was raised to question everything and be scared. If it hadn't been for the bright girl becoming her best friend five years ago, Keiko probably would have struggled to form sentences or make eye contact.

Aki had the prettiest green eyes, light brown hair to her shoulders that was always wavy. She could always brighten up someone's mood if they were down with her jokes or simply helping them out; whatever they needed.

"Of course, where ya thinking?" it wasn't unusual for her to do this, it actually made Keiko happy that she did.

"Well with your new found freedom we really need to take advantage of it... hmm what about Kyoto?" Aki took a seat on Keiko's bed across from where she sat at her desk, making sure not to wake Jelly or else he'd be in a mood.

"I don't see why not. I'll look into hotels."

"Awesome." Aki smiled, "my grandma was telling me some stuff we could do, said she may want to come with just to see friends. Could help convince our parents."

"That would definitely be ideal. I've also never been so if she can show us around a little?"

"She would love that oh my god." Aki always forgot that Keiko was never allowed to leave Tokyo proximity- which she found insane for the longest time. Keiko needed more experience with the world it wasn't her fault she'd been too sheltered.

"Let her know so then I'll tell my parents. Pretty crazy to know they'll actually say yes too. I feel so much lighter these days. In a way," Keiko laughed. Just knowing she could leave her house without asking did wonders for her mental health already. Was this what other kids experienced? Because it was lovely.

Aki shot her a smile before taking a deep breath and going on to completely change the topic of conversation,

"So I've been doing some snooping for awhile, wanted to wait to actually have something before telling you about it... which might I add was a hassle not telling you I've been itching too,"

Keiko cocked her head to the side with confusion, "and?"

"Well, there's this school called Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College... a mouthful to say I know, that's got some odd dealings. I don't think it's a normal school actually."

"So?"

"Remember that one time I went through your dads office-"

"- Oh you bet I do," Keiko grumbled, "thought I was going to get killed."

"Still surprised we didn't get caught... but! That's asides the point," Aki proclaimed excitedly, "this school has to do with those sorcerers you talked about overhearing once. Every time something weird happens in the city they're there."

"What do you mean by weird?" at first Keiko thought this was just another one of Aki's

"That night all those explosions happened by my apartment, sightings of these weird humanoid things marching about... remember that?" Keiko nodded and her friend continued, "reports about it were on your dads desk. Sort of like I was meant to see it in a way.. and well, your dads signatures were all over the thing like it needed approval from him."

Keiko frowned, "like he's some important person?"

"I think we can conclude that from where you live," Aki laughed, "you've always wondered where your family money came from! Maybe this is it."

She gulped feeling slight hesitancy as it was something she liked not to think about, "I- uh, never told you this but.. years ago I asked my parents if they could see what I can and they nodded a 'yes'." Aki's eyes bulged at what she heard as it was all new, "but basically were like never bring it up again."

"Oh shit.. and this whole time I thought you were crazy... just kidding." she laughed as Keiko shot her a look.

"I mean I guess there's times I still think that I am."

Aki shrugged, "don't think like that. There's actual crazy people out there, like murderers and all. You just uh.. see things."

"And they're scary too.. like they can't be cute?" Keiko asked in a joking tone, "like spiders had to be made scary."

"Practically I guess. If one of those things were latched onto me like... you'd tell me right?"

"Oh of course. Well— I'd text you I wouldn't go near you." she laughed.

"Some friend you are. But Keiko think about it, besides a small trip what else are we going to do for break?"

"Um, I don't know? Go somewhere else?"

"No no, are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Aki said with a devilish grin.

"Huh?" Keiko cocked her head in a confused manner,

"Seriously? Ugh..." her friend sighed, "we need to investigate this school! Your parents!"

Keiko's mouth formed an 'O' as she understood now, "I mean, I don't see why not.."

"We have to use your new found freedom somehow! Our first big adventure Keiks."

"And perfect timing too, tomorrow's the last day before break." Keiko grinned feeling excitement rise in her chest.

"That's the spirit!"

The two girls went on to attempt to plan the start of their investigation. It was all silly, them thinking they could play detective to solve their life issues. It was all in fun but they didn't know how real it would get. Keiko thought she had it bad now, she was wrong. A small part of her brain told her that going around asking questions she may not want the answer to was a bad idea, a tiny gut feeling perhaps. But Keiko really wanted to see if the two of them could find out even the tiniest shred of information to help her.

"So, I'll see you tomorrow.. we'll go get food, talk to my grandma and have an awesome break." Aki's smile could just melt every worry Keiko had, she was so reassuring, keeping her up and out or else she'd stay in bed all day.

"Sounds good. Love you bye," Keiko called after her friend who was already halfway out the door already on to the next thing. As fast as she was there she was gone.

Keiko watched with small dismay as Aki left her room knowing she'd be alone now. She sighed, spinning around in her chair as once again her thoughts dove into her life. Keiko lived in a mansion, yet she had no idea where her family got money. There were even parts of the estate she wasn't allowed to venture into. The gardens in the back where she knew was an old, abandoned temple was the main area. She always wondered if living and growing up on these grounds is why she can see ghosts or feel energies from others, and rooms. It was painful to worry about every place or person she met. Scary to walk out her door to go about her daily routine and wonder if she'll see another monster that day. She hated losing sleep or even her sanity over her little gift...

Sometimes Keiko felt like she was dreaming all day everyday. There were times in her life that she had to pretend she was elsewhere, someone else so she could escape her current life. All by herself she had to deal with the emotional toll of seeing ghosts/monsters that took on someone and thinking she was nuts. Sometimes she'd be in class and the hairs on her body was stand straight up as a powerful wave of remembrance of fear would hit her making her dread.

At the age of eighteen she felt on fire. Lost in her own world so she didn't have to deal with her reality. Anywhere she went she was terrified she'd see one or feel death, she was terrified to be alone as it seemed to get worse by each passing week. Her perfect world would be where she didn't feel haunted by ghosts; by the shame, sadness, anger of others.

That night Keiko dreamed that she was in the vast garden behind her home, slowly creeping down the paths she was forbidden from. Her form was elegant in a milk white dress with no shoes but the ground with rocks didn't hurt. From above the light of the moon shone a perfect path for her to follow, little lightning bugs fluttered around, and the flowers swayed in the wind. It was ethereal, she felt like she'd been walking on air as she began to hurry to her destination.

Suddenly she dreamed she was inside the abandoned temped with overgrown vines and weeds sprouting from the ground. A spiral staircase was in the center and her body instinctively moved to it and then down. Once she was down, down what seemed miles below the entrance... it was surprisingly light, a large pedestal in the center of the room.

Like she watched from first person view, her dream took her to the pedestal. On it was a young girl with pitch black hair, pale skin, and fast asleep. She looked familiar. On her frail wrist was an outline like a scar, a birthmark.. a sliver of a moon.

It was her.

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hellfireslut · 2 years

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Unwind and Relax - part 1

Eddie Munson x fem!oc/fem!wheeler!oc (new oc!)

warnings : fluff, bit of angst, lowkey a slow burn, usage of she/her pronouns.

part 1 of ??? (pls send in requests!)

“Please just this once, Pleaseeeee Eddie?” Stephanie begged.

Stephanie was trying to convince her best friend Eddie to let her put a face mask on him. She knew he didn’t like all the cutesy friendship tricks she tried to get him to agree with but she though this time, it could be her chance to finally make a move.

Stephanie has liked Eddie from their first encounter. He offered to smoke with her after she was stressing over her exams all day. She agreed to the offer and that was the first time she had hung out with him. It was also the first time she had hung out with a boy, alone.

“Absolutely not barbie, just because you think I’m glamorous doesn’t mean I have to be.” Eddie said with a smirk creeping up at the corners of his mouth. Eddie Munson was not popular with women by any means, but he could tell Stephanie liked him. So he decided to play into the flirting sometimes. He knew how it drove her crazy.

“I do not!” Stephanie said immediately defending herself.

“You’re not as slick as you think, Wheeler. I see the way you stare at me in History.” He playfully batted his eyelashes mimicking the way she stared at him

“You’re an asshole.” She paused looking into his brown spheres.

“Just this once I’ll bet your skin will be glowing and then you can get any lady you want.”

“The lady I want is already preoccupied with some slimeball.” He let out a huff of hair. He was pulling at her tail. He just wanted her to admit her feeling to him so he lied and pretended he was after someone else. Chrissy Cunningham.

Stephanie whipped her head to look at him. “The lady I want?” she thought to herself. He liked someone else? She began to regret all the times she subtly flirted with him. She covered her embarrassment with a question.

“And who’s this lucky lady?” She said mischievously.

“Chrissy Cunningham. Head of the cheerleading team and head of my heart.” Eddie said soft-spokenly. He wanted to see her reacting. And boy was it better than he expected.

Chrissy Cunningham? Eddie “the freak” Munson liked Chrissy “preppy snob” Cunningham. She felt stupid. All of this time she thought today would finally be the moment she would tell Eddie how she truly felt. Stephanie couldn’t hold it in anymore. Each day they talked more and more feelings built up inside of her. Every time he looked in her direction butterflies caved the walls of her stomach. They had died now.

“Wow that’s, aiming high I see.” Again she covered her disappointment with a joke.

Eddie could see she was upset. He felt bad. He felt like he was leading her on. The truth was he liked her too. Way more than she’d imagine. He thought about her all the time. He’d even told Mike, Dustin, and some of the other Hellfire Club members about Stephanie. They all laughed it off, except Mike. He couldn’t bare the fact that Eddie found her attractive. Not to mention the fact her and Mike were siblings.

Hellfire Club - 1 week ago

“So you’re telling me, that you want to bang my sister?” Mike said gagging.

“Mike, I’m sorry but I agree with Eddie. Your sister is pretty irresistible.” Dustin giggled.

Mike punched him in the shoulder rolling his eyes.

“No, I do want to “bang” your sister. I actually like the girl. She’s sweet and she doesn’t look anything like you which is a plus.”

Eddie couldn’t believe he was talking to freshmen about his crush on one of their sisters. He also couldn’t believe that of all girls. Stephanie Wheeler was making him nervous.

Now - Eddie’s trailer

“Now about that face mask you’ve been begging me about?

“OOO yes I’m glad you finally gave in. I saw this one at the store and it reminded me of you.” Stephanie had realized the words that had just left her mouth.

“I’m glad you thought of me while you were economizing.”

Eddie’s eyes followed her as she dug into the shopping bag that sat next to Stephanie’s bed. She pulled her hand out and handed him the mask. She placed hers on her thigh. As Eddie unwrapped it he saw it had a devil face on it.

“Ohhhh, a devil. Is this how you see me?” He pouted his lip out pretending to be offended.

“This was the only one I saw that fit your “vibe”.”

They both unwrapped the packages unfolding the masks and placing them on their faces.

“Is it supposed to burn?”

“No,” She shouted from the bathroom as she washed her face. “If it does take it off!”

Eddie took the mask off and tossed it into the trash. He saw it was getting late and decided to get ready for bed. He reached into his drawer looking for a shirt to wear. As he pulled off his current shirt revealing his muscular arms and chest, Stephanie walked in.

“Oh god! I’m sorry.” She quickly turned around covering her eyes.

The sight she had just seen shocked her. Stephanie had no idea underneath the denim vest and leather jackets Eddie was extremely built. The butterflies that had died before had came back to life and danced across her stomach.

“You’re fine Steph, you can turn around now.”

“I’m really sorry Eddie, If I had know you were going to change I have let you use the bathroom before me and-”Stephanie was cut off by Eddie’s hand covering her mouth.

“Stephanie are you alright?”

She shook her head behind her covered mouth. Eddie pulled his hand away. He walked over to his bed, patting at the spot next to him signaling her to sit.

“What’s up?” Stephanie could tell he was intrigued at her reaction. He was ready to listen to her. “This is your moment,” she thought. “Just tell him now.”

“I’m just confused. I mean you flirt with me all the time, I think and now you’re telling me you like Chrissy Cunningham?”

Eddie looked sharply into her eyes as the brown, almost black circles danced and rolled around as she let her feeling out. This is what he was waiting for.

“And I mean don’t get me wrong, Chrissy is extremely gorgeous and I see why you like her but I just don’t get why you flirt with me then. I don’t know if I did something wrong or if you are just simply being nice and I’m reading it the wrong way but-”

Stephanie was cut off again by Eddie. This time with a kiss. He pressed his lips up against hers pulling her in closer by her waist. His lips tasted like marijuana and cherry chap-stick. He pulled away. Stephanie’s eyes lit up as she looked at his pupils They were dilated. He was beautiful.

“Why did you do that…?”

“Steph, I don’t like Chrissy Cunningham. I just wanted you to stop hiding how you felt about me. I wanted to tell you, but I thought I had made it pretty obvious.”

Stephanie was in awe. She knew she was delusion about all the flirting. Eddie had felt the same way about her.

“Eddie I wish you would have told me so I could have stopped doubting myself. I thought you had lost complete feelings for me totally.”

“Now who could lose feelings for Stephanie Wheeler?” He winked at her looking her up and down.

Her face turned a flush red color as he grabbed her closer to kiss her. She smiled beneath his kisses. She began to giggle.

“Is something funny Miss Wheeler?”

“No… your hair is just tickling my face!” Stephanie let out a snort as he smiled kissing her again.

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und8e2ff · 1 year

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Shun is smol. And pretty. It's commented on somewhat often in the show.

I imagine that when Shun goes out by himself he probably gets a few fangirls and boys who recognize him from the Galaxian Wars and other people that just think he's adorable and want to flirt with him.

but when he's out with Ikki the scene is D R Y for him...

I imagine it's happened a few times where Shun is out at the mall or the park or something and he and someone else a little across the way are smiling and waving at each other. They're both bein cute and bashful and whatnot.

But Ikki's back in town from whatever tf he was doin and he decided he wanted to hang out with Shun for the rest of the day.

so ye, Ikki turns up, and then the person Shun was probably about to talk to starts gettin all shifty and uncomf because Ikki's a pretty intimidating-looking barrier to go through to get to Shun.

that being said, i genuinely don't think Ikki is the overprotective type at all. i think he's chill as long as Shun is happy and safe. but anyways-

Shun is glad his bro is there but he's understandably a little frustrated. And he's like, "My brother in bronze... You're scaring the hoes."

And I imagine Ikki responding in one of three ways listed below from choosing the least to choosing the most violence...

Least Violence - Guilt Ending In the first scenario, Ikki looks a lil wounded, and he kind of is lowkey, but he plays it up like a kicked puppy. "My fault..." And he walks away sulkin and lookin over his shoulder at Shun.

And of course Shun feels bad and tells his Ikki to come back and they hang out like usual. The hoes will still be there tomorrow.

Mild Violence - Dry Phone Ending Ikki's just like, "Oh my b, bruh." And he turns to the person Shun was passing glances at earlier like, "Hey! My brother thinks you're cute. You want his number still?!"

Shun wants to curl up and disappear, he regrets saying anything and whether the person still approaches Shun is up to their individual temperament.

There's an extremely low chance they'll still approach but if they do, Ikki won't be embarrassing anymore. He'll just go back to bein chill.

V I O L E N C E - 'No Suitors?' Ending In which Ikki just goes IN on Shun. Not like in, in, but you know.

Ikki's like, "Shun I haven't seen you in two weeks and you're upset I interrupted you looking at somebody? My brother in bronze...

You've BEEN suitorless."

liek... Shun feels attacked and all but he knows Ikki is right. he been suitorless fr fr

But Shun's still a little indignant because Ikki ain't have to say awl that. Ikki makes it up by taking them to McDonald's and letting Shun eat his fries, I guess.

no violence - true ending? Hyoga was the one the interrupt the lil flirtations but when Shun tells his brother in bronze that he's scaring the hoes Hyoga says he is the hoes and then they go on a date to the zoo or smth, idk

#andromeda shun #phoenix ikki #saint seiya

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pleasestaywithmedarling · 7 months

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Would you like a storyteller saturday question? For you, if so. If not, don't worry about it! :D

Happy STS, Hannah!

What is the most surprising thing you’ve discovered while writing Sin of Purity? Could be a fun research fact, something about yourself, something about a character you hadn’t realized, etc. Take your pick! :D

Aw thank you! Happy STS to you too!!

But oh gosh I'm sorry but you may well regret asking this because if I give my honest answer to this question it will definitely get very rambly and emotional lol

So my favorite English professor way back in my college days gave this advice in all of his fiction writing courses: embrace your own weirdness. Don't worry about whether something will be good or whether anyone else will like it; any time you have an idea for a story that really sticks in your mind, even if you worry it might be lowkey batshit-insane, that's exactly the story that you should be writing.

And the thing that has surprised me the most with writing Sin of Purity, has been that he was right. It's not like I didn't believe him, but I never realized until the past several weeks working on this fic, just how much I had been letting my social anxiety dictate what I write. Which is ridiculous, I literally just write for fun anyway. And I've never once had an idea for a fic that wasn't really similar to things that I enjoy reading and that I know a lot of other people enjoy reading and that I would never think anyone else was weird for enjoying. But idk, I was raised under such hyper-strict bullshit standards of what behaviors and even thoughts were deemed acceptable, and that very much included what entertainment I engaged with. And even well into adulthood, I still sometimes have this nagging worry about what my parents or teachers or childhood friends would think about me now.

But idk, the idea for Sin of Purity popped in my head several weeks ago, and I initially was like, ooh yeah I really love this idea, too bad I can't write it because it's so dark. And it finally occurred to me..l can write whatever I want lol Like I read stuff like this all the time and I totally love it; it's never once occurred to me to find anything strange about other people writing stuff like this. Somewhere in my head I guess I've still just been trying to appease people with shitty opinions who aren't even in my life anymore. And actively choosing to ignore that, and just embrace something I want to do, just because I want to do it, has honestly been so freeing. It's made a huge difference in my writing too. I've never been this motivated to keep going with a project before, and I've never been this excited to share my work with other people.

So yeah, not so surprisingly, my professor was right. You absolutely need to embrace your weirdness. Write what you actually want to write, because that's the story that both you and your readers will actually enjoy.

Thank you for coming to my TED Talk lol

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ask-sweetscream · 8 months

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Origins

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Remus had a busy day ahead of him. He planned on starting a surprise sparring match with Roman, gifting Virgil a harmless emotional support pet tarantula in front of Patton and while the others are calming him down, sneaking into Pat’s room with Janus to continue their Dance Dance Revolution competition. If he has time after that he would attempt to rile Logan up again to see if he could get the nerd to lose his temper again and get at least a little of the frustration that has been building in the logical side out to prevent a full blown explosion for just a little while longer.

Looking down at his to-do list again he looks at the last item. That wasn’t a sustainable solution to the Logan situation. While it would be cathartic to have the nerd spew out the grievances and pain he hid, even if it was to him instead of the ones who caused that pain, that was no way to express one’s emotions in the long term. Considering this he ripped his list. His surprise attack on Roman could wait and he could always just leave the spider on Virgil’s bed. Janus would likely also approve postponing their DDR time to help him with the new plan.

A few hours of planning later Remus pops into Logan’s room.

“Hi ya nerd! What are you up to” He asks in a playful tone.

“Hello Remus, I’m just finishing up Thomas’s schedule to make up for lost cleaning time, again” That last word is mumbled under his breath.

“Perfect! I want your help with something. How good are you at programming?”

“I am relatively proficient. Thomas spent a few weeks hyper fixated on programming while back. While he doesn’t remember anything he learned,” Logan answered slightly agitated that all that learning went to waste, “I retained all the skill that Thomas absorbed during that time.”

Without another word Remus grabbed Logan’s wrist and dragged him to a room with Janus and a computer with two human-like models designed and rigged. One was a tall, androgynous humanoid with animal-like facial features and a lowkey punk-rock style that shared Remus’s color pallet. The other was shorter with dark skin and looked like an entirely human woman with the exception of the hair that looked more like cotton candy than anything else. She wore a pink leotard with a peppermint logo on her chest and a swirly purple skirt that wouldn’t look out of place in SIX! The musical. She also possessed a ginormous spherical lollipop that put anime mallets to shame. Looking closer they both had microphone headsets and there were a bunch of songs listed in another window.

“What did you need my help with again?” Logan asked, his frustration from earlier temporarily being replaced with confusion and curiosity.

“Well, Remus has a particular love for Vocaloids and had the 'brilliant' idea to create two of his own to live with us in the mind palace. Most likely to help get songs stuck in Thomas’s head” Janus helpfully answered , “Remus did the designing and chose out some of his favorite songs for them to start with and then insisted I help him with their animation since I 'love' wasting my time on art projects like this.”

“That’s Right! And now I need someone to help me program their voices and personalities. I figured you could since you’re such a nerd”

“Alright then, what did you have in mind?” Logan asked with a slight smile as he sat at the computer. Janus took a step back. He was surprised about how well Remus’s plan was working so far. When Remus pitched it to him this morning he truly did think it was a waste of time, but now, seeing Logan simultaneously feel needed again while also helping to create a healthy outlet for his emotions, the reptilian man had no regrets about postponing his plans with Remus. Besides, now he has more time to practice so he can defeat Remus’s high score once and for all.

#sweet scream #sanders sides vocaloid au #sugar swirl #nightscream #not an ask

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Hiii I am so honored and happy to participate!! I’ve been always wanting to participate in a fs but never got the chance too!! My initials is J.A pronouns she/her and my preference is male

(Questions)

I’m not sure if we are supposed to ask one question but

Id like know what is our first impression of each other.

And what is my fs favorite things too do like on their free time or week off or a day off (hobbies and other things :)

tysm 🌸🤍 you don’t know how lucky I feel rn TYSMMMM

1. YOUR FIRST IMPRESSION

Your first impression of him will be that he’s selfish and not too empathetic. You’ll feel like he won’t understand you. It seems like you may be in a friend group, but you wouldn’t have really talked to your future spouse at all. To you he’ll seem like the leader of this friend group or at least an influential person in the group. You’ll seem to be following him around all day in his shadow, but then it’ll get to a point where you’ll regret it because you will be put in an uncomfortable situation. It seems to be dealing with peer pressure or just pressure of some sort, but it seems like whatever you feel like you’re being forced to do will make you feel very happy and positive right after,but you just don’t know it yet. You’ll feel like he’s childish and just doing whatever he wants and he’s just going to be making you angry. You’ll feel like he’s spoiled and is used to getting his way. You’ll also feel like he's taking advantage of your kindness/patience. That whole day you’ll be enduring your emotions, but this will feel like your breaking point. You’ll feel like he doesn’t actually care about you and will only be trying to get you to do whatever he’s talking about at this moment for his own benefit.

YOUR FUTURE SPOUSE’S FIRST EXPRESSION

He’ll feel like you put up barriers and he wants to get you to open up. It feels like an extrovert forcing an introvert to be social after their social battery has already run out. He’s going to think you’re really shy and maybe even a little boring at first so that’s also why he’s trying to get you to open up and do whatever it is he’s trying to get you to do. It also feels like you guys will be in a group setting. He’s also going to feel that you're close minded and stuck in your ways and he’s going to actually start to get irritated that you won’t participate. What I’m seeing is that you guys will be in a fun environment and he just really wants to help you feel less tense. He wants you to loosen up. Maybe something will have been stressing you out beforehand. (Now that I did your impression it’s probably him who’s stressing you out, but he won’t know that) Something else he will think is that you’re a little sassy, but he’ll understand a bit since he knows you didn’t want to be in this environment in the first place.

I’m seeing you guys will be at the amusement park or bar or maybe you guys will go to both.

2. IN HIS FREE TIME

He actually could have a following or something or maybe his family is just very critical. He’ll feel like anything he does is bound to get criticized in the end. He’ll also feel like he’s always trapped in the house. He’ll get bored often. Hm it seems like he might not really have any hobbies. He’ll just mostly be at home and try to find something fun to do around the house. It seems to be really random things though. Like things a child would do, for example pretending to be a pirate. It’s really childlike energy. I see you watching him sometimes and just being entertained especially when he interacts with you. Something else he’ll enjoy doing as a “hobby” is flustering you especially in public. So he’ll lowkey just do something to make you blush just because he was bored (and because he enjoys it too)

You'e welcome! and Leave a review here please! REVIEWS

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repelished · 1 year

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sorry i cried at the union exec contract ratification meeting and other apologies...

... is perhaps a silly title i could use for some silly book/memoir on over-apologizing. it's not actually good or creative lol but the situation is kind of funny, from afar. i didn't mean to cry so hard at the meeting. i just couldn't stop at all once i started and i was talking and saying so much. i'm sure no one expected it and i hope it wasn't too theatrical. people were so kind. maybe some people thought it was a bit much, and that's fair. i think i've been overdue for a long, genuine cry.

in another reality, another life, maybe i stay on the union exec for longer. finish my phd. maybe i'd become closer with some of the other exec members, perhaps i'd have done more since i wouldn't have been so checked out, knowing about my move and balancing a few jobs and feeling the responsibility of getting as much done around here before i leave.

it's so easy to think of things in a positive and nostalgic way. i've been second guessing my decision to leave my phd since i told my supervisor about it. she was kind, along with everyone else, telling me that it's good to make a decision for yourself, that it's not for everyone and no one should be forced into staying. but still, i feel like a bit of a failure. like i'll never have anything impressive. i know i can go back to it, but i probably won't. starting over feels massive. and obviously since i just quit, it wouldn't be too soon. and i don't know that i actually want to. obviously i can look back to some things with fondness, but i know i wasn't happy for much of my phd. i hated stats, my last course. other courses weren't as bad but kind of bored me. the comps i did were kind of fun and exciting, though stressful, and i wasn't excited for my second set of comps at all. i couldn't bring myself to read at that point. so it probably was a good decision. but it doesn't always feel like one. especially not after spending 3 weeks with masters and phd students passionate about their theses and research. and it doesn't matter that it's not for everyone (not for me) because maybe i could have done it. now it's like. what will i do? i'm not so ambitious. i'm not so impressive. i don't care who says you don't have to be. i'm surrounded by a lot of people with genuine skills, really good at their jobs or hobbies. it's hard not to compare yourself.

it's just crazy that in one life there's so many decisions and by making one you null the possibility of so many others. and while i'm definitely already bad at making decisions, big and small, i think i'm worse at feeling comfortable with a lot of them. i almost always think what if about having done the opposite thing. i think deep down i know that sticking with the phd would have been a stressful decision, on myself, my relationship, and honestly on any sort of aspect of my life. and as much as i'll miss my time at the union and being on campus in general, it's probably for the best. but the what if persists.

i'm not disappointed with my decision to move. i think once i do it i'll be happy. it's just the lead up that is stressful and difficult. i think i regret that i only have one life to experience and a limited amount of time to make these decisions. if i had more time then maybe i'd finish my phd, put off a move. i'd still have a lot of time to do it one day. or i'd have time to go back to my phd one day later on. anyway. that obviously doesn't matter, and it's not real or possible, no matter how much i want to will an eternal life into existence. everything is just so scary. and a lot of things are sad too and i'm scared that i'll be lowkey sad forever no matter what i do.

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drakinq · 2 years

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071922

These past couple days have been nonstop chaos. In a good way. Nothing to get hysterical over or anything setting me back. I spent last weekend with Eniyah and Jas before she went back home. I'm so happy she got the spend time out here with her family. I'm glad I've been prioritizing family but this weekend showed me how much its time to spend the rest of the summer focused on my bag and my dance. Aunty tootie and Jas were talking crap about me but I'm proud of the way I handled it. I'm just glad to be the bigger person. I'm gonna miss Eniyah and I'm so proud of the way her and Jonboy have grown. Jimmy asked me to watch these past two days once I got back from family weekend. I had the best time with Isla and getting to know Isla more. I had to call off work so I'm hoping I'm walking into a smooth end of the week with the Urban family. I'm sure it will be fine. I've been so busy the past couple days pouring into others and sharing myself with others I haven't even gotten to get a good stretch in or journal session. Theres not much I want to say. I can't believe I almost forgot to mention Khris called me/ blew up my phone while I was gone for the weekend. I called him back and basically he realized how much he fucked up with me. He begged for me back and told me all his regrets and where he at now. I'm not glad hes suffering but I couldn't care less what he was doing. I'm lowkey disgusted he would even think he could have a chance with who I am today. I'm glad I haven't felt the need to go back to him or Jacob or anyone for that matter. The Ego boost is actually helping me get over Angel. Ali hasn't messaged me since the night we fooled around. Which I don't care at all I don't like him at all or Tonio or Nathan or anyone else for that matter. I really just want to be left alone to focus on myself and my craft. The goal is to be single and celibate the rest of summer.

#drakinq

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Vampire Appreciation Week >>> Day 7 (Free Day) Harmony Kendall from Buffy The Vampire Slayer & Angel Is Antonio Banderas a vampire? No. Can I make him a vampire?

#btvsedit #buffy the vampire slayer #btvs #atsedit #angel the series #ats #harmony kendall #vamp appreciation week 2021 #this is mine #i lowkey regret not doing anything else for this week #i thought it'd be weird if everything i did was from btvs but now i realize it probably would've been fine #oh well #one's better than nothing #and i have inspo for the future so that's cool #anyways. appreciate her

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thedustmylove · 4 years

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#ed tw #dude i'm like freaking out because medical professionals are looking into me doing higher level of care and i'm like what the fuck #like it's a problem but i'm not that bad....like idk i've eaten relatively normally for the last four days i think and so everything fine #idk lowkey feel like i'm faking it cause like i just was able to eat relatively normally for almost a week (it's the fear of hopsitalization #like it's bad but not that bad right???? i just don't know or understand anything and ihave two exams coming up and i'm confused #i'm overwhelmed and just really want a hug and i also i just really want to recant ever bringing up disordered eating #i did not realize what can of worms i was opening and have so many regrets i just want to pretend everything is fine #i just want to go home for a bit hang out with friends and then come back up an finish the semester like normal #i want to procede like evereything is fine because i don't know what else to do and i'm scared

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kuroosweakness · 3 years

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things the haikyuu boys did when they had a crush on you

miya atsumu

started wearing whatever you really liked wearing/complimented him on. if you mentioned the print on his shirt, you best bet he’ll be wearing that shirt for a whole week straight. a shirt he once thought nothing of is now his favorite shirt.

“‘tsumu, why don’t you try changing. you know, y/n could probably smell you a mile away,” osamu said to atsumu one morning as they were walking to school.

“nuh uh,” atsumu quipped back. “i washed it with the detergent y/n likes.”

“oh so you finally learned how the washing machine works?”

“‘samu you’re ruining it for me.”

asked overly-personal questions. not to be creepy or weird, but because he cherished the information he knew about you that no one else did; it made him feel special

“y/n, do you have any big regrets?”

“is there um, anyone you feel really happy around?”

“what’s your guilty pleasure? c’mon everyone has them.”

“have you ever been bullied?”

got visibly irritated whenever another guy interrupted your conversation with him. or if you were just smiling too hard when talking to a guy he doesn’t know about

“if you keep frowning like that, you’ll look like a grandpa by next year,” osamu said right before biting into his onigiri.

“shut up, ‘samu,” he groaned, trying his best to distract himself from the fact that you looked happier talking to another guy than him. did you smile that hard when he made a joke? he sure hopes so :’

kuroo tetsurou

pointed out the smallest differences in you. he noticed the slightest changes in your body language, style, mood, etc etc. on your bad days, he desperately wanted to ask if anything was wrong, but didn’t want to risk overstepping boundaries. so he just asked “how’s your day?” and even if you answered with a “good/fine/okay” he would know you weren’t telling the full truth

if you came to school wearing a brand new pair of shoes, he’ll point it out and tease you all about it. if you showed up with a new hairstyle, kuroo won’t say anything, but you can tell he noticed because of the way he looks at it.

even if you cut off three centimeters of your hair, he probably noticed.

kept trying to fix his appearance around you

he tried making it really subtle too. he’ll smooth down his jacket, try to flatten down his hair, and straighten his collar around you in hopes that it’ll make him look a bit better (he’s such a cutie 🥺 okay who’s gonna tell him that he’s looks perfectly fine the way he is)

teased you, in a flattering way. the type of teasing where you have to force yourself from smiling too hard. and he only does it to you! no one else is worth his teasing

but the moment someone else starts teasing you, he’d act a little ... distant. he’d back off and just watch you interact with them. if you look uncomfortable, he’d immediately put a stop to it and put them back in their place.

called you by a nickname only he uses

at first, he used it as a joke. but overtime, it just stuck and now it doesn’t feel right for him to call you by your first name. again, the annoyance is clear on his face when someone called you by the same nickname

~~~

when you first met kenma, he said, “y/n? i’ve heard a lot *glances at kuroo* about you.”

suna rintarou

lowkey protects you. such as putting an arm in front of you, shielding you with his body, draping his jacket over your head, lending you his umbrella, that type of stuff (ugh just kiss already)

he acted like it was no big deal. it’s not like he’d admit it was on his mind for a whole week. the miya twins knew something was up when suna suggested watching a romance movie. (suna needed new scenarios with you in his head)

subtly invited you everywhere, made excuses to be around you

“hey, we have a game on saturday at *specific location* in case you wanna come”

“since they’re having a buy-one-get-one-free, it’ll be a shame if you didn’t come along ...”

“since we’re both headed towards that place, might as well go together”

unexpectedly defended you/your opinion in conversations and class. even though suna rarely talks in class, if you brought up a point/answer, he’d defend it

sakusa kiyoomi

had trouble meeting your eyes without blushing

even with his mask on, you could see the redness spread across his cheekbones whenever you spoke to him.

always plopped himself in a seat close to you, even with all those other empty seats

his became more soft, gentle, and high-pitched around you, his posture became less stiff

it’s subtle; he didn’t even notice a change in his own voice. maybe because there’s nothing else on his mind when he’s talking to you?

always walked a little bit slower in the hallways when he saw you pass by and eyed you, hoping that you’d notice him like the way he noticed you

bokuto koutarou

stumbled with his words and forgot basic things around you

“class? what do you mean by ‘we have to go to class’??”

listened intently to everything you said and memorized facts about you better than his vocabulary words

“akaashi, did you know that y/n’s favorite ice cream flavor is ...”

“nope, y/n can’t make it today. how do i know? because they told me in advance :D oh wait, y/n’s not gonna be here today?? D’:”

made a handshake with you to do in front of everyone to show off that your connection with him is special

the pride he felt when everyone gathered around to watch you and him do your special handshake 🥺

got you gifts out of nowhere simply because you said you liked it

his mindset goes: getting y/n ___ = y/n happy :) i better get it for them before someone does

tendou satori

always lends you his stationary and whenever he forgets a pencil, you’re the first person he asks. don’t worry, he always returns them right after :)

he also loves “borrowing” your personal things. the idea of you trusting him is really special to him. plus, whenever someone asks him where he got it, he gets to say, “oh, it’s y/n’s.”

loves, loves, loves passing notes in class!!

he kept all of your conversations with him in a special little box hidden in his room.

complimented the little things he knows you care about!

he loves seeing that beautiful smile of yours while knowing he’s the cause of it.

he smiles so much around you <33 tendou’s smile is so contagious it’s hard to be sad around him. not to mention he always knows how to cheer you up :’

iwaizumi hajime

whenever his friends talked about hot actors and classmates they found attractive, he never joined in. (if you were there, he’d be glancing at you ever-so-often)

he’d always offer to walk/drive you home. every single day. even if you insisted that he didn’t need to, it would take another five minutes of convincing him. if you said yes, he happily got you home. no matter what occasion, he always asked you. it was your regular, daily routine with him :)

made jokes only for you to hear. he loved having inside jokes with you that only you two understood. the confusion on other peoples’ faces was satisfying.

akaashi keiji

had a lot of sympathy for you over small things (and big things too, of course)

if your weekend plans got messed up, if you lost your jacket, forgot your stationary, tripped on the stairs, he’s the person you go to to talk about these things. he never belittles your struggles and always finds a way to help you feel better

always checked in with you and made sure you had a lunch to eat

even if your classroom is across the campus, you better expect him to be at the front door after your class is over

tried his best to get to know your friends and family (and pets!)

akaashi best boy 🥺 the way he sees your friends and family as his own because he knows how much they matter to you

-> a/n: i hope you like these hehe :))

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