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#update bc i went today and i was so :) but im also so so drained idk why i fake smiled so much but omg silavong truly one of the best ppl i
maraczeks · 1 year
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angelthebedsheet · 4 years
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Can we please get a scenario where black reader is having a horrible day and she’s walking pass Karasuno volleyball team and Tsukishima say some half slick shit so black reader just turns around and starts beating his ass?
a/n: CHILE I WAS GONNA WAIT TILL THE WEEKEND TO UPdate BUT I SAW THIS AND BABY I HAD TO JUMP ON YHAT SHIT YALL STARTING TO KNOW THAT I LOVE WRITING Y/N WHOOPING A S S
leTs Get IT YALL
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GRRT POW OKAY SOOOOO
now your day was absolute SHIT
your hair wasn’t cooperating and the hairstyle you wanted to try wasnt doing right
so you just did the same slickback bun
then you lost your earrings twice so you had to wear those ones that were your least favorite
it took you five minutes to find your socks
you felt like shit
you couldnt even find your lashes so you went lashless on a FRIDAY
you didnt even walk to school with yachi this morning so she KNEW something was up
you were in a bad mood all day and tsukishima of all people kept poking fun at you which usually didnt bother you
“wow for once you dont look like snuffalufocous”
“tsukishima shut the fuck up”
he’s LIVING for that
usually you can clapback
clapback game STRONG
“you had that hairstyle for the past couple of weeks.”
“swear to god tsukishima stop.”
yamaguchi is already betting your gonna pop off today
“tsukki i think you should stop”
yachi’s praying for him
now time skip
ya day got even worse
tsukishima was MILKING it and you were tired of it
you were FINISHED
you were about to leave when you walked past the gym
“look there’s a mole rat crawling back to the sewer drains.”
you turned your ass back tf around and walked into that gym
now yamaguchi and yachi feel the irritation coming off of you
you threw your bookbag on the ground and you took off your blazer
“on my fucking mama you keep talking SHIT tsukishima but thats alright imma beat ya ass for that then. since you wanna talk like a bitch you can get dragged like one, hoe”
tHEN HERE COMES THE INSTAGAITORSSSSSSS
“OOOHHHHHHH” -tanaka
“GET INTO IT Y/N!!!” noya
sugawara been EXCITED for some drama
AND HIS HOMEGIRL ABOUT TO THROUGH HANDSSSSSS
“yeah okay sure go back to the pound”
the team is INVESTED NOW
kiyoko and asahi went 👀 too
now you just run up on ya boy and WITH THE POWER OF
Z E U S H I M S E L F
you SWANG ON THE NIGGA
GOT HIM IN THE CHEEK
THE SOUND OF THE IMPACT WAS SOLID BABY
“DAMNNNNN” - the whole team
now that bitch caught off guard and stumbling
and he LIVID
i hc that if tsukki can talk allat shit his hands can also make up for it
i know his brother was play fighting with him too when they were younger
“put em up bitch”
“alright lets fucking go then”
now yall SCRAPING
nun of the playing shit
yall getting solid hits on each other
aint nobody stepping in
yall hitting like mf BOXERS up in that bitch
you even got him in the bleachers
you KNOW damn WELL someone’s recording aka tanaka
nishinoya is HYPING YOU UP bc i KNOW he been WANTING to swing on him but he cant bc he’s his senpai
“WHOOP HIS ASS Y/N GO IN BITCH!”
both of yall hits are connecting
tsukishima got a GOOD hit in and busted ya lip
now you mad
idk about yall but if i got my lip busted it would be over im going ham let out the beast
havent had a fight where im bleeding yet irl
back to our scheduled program
if you’re worrying about your skirt dont worry you wear biker shorts under that bitch aint nobody getting flashed
yall finally move from the bleachers
you are even more pissed
yall both are leaking by now
the team finally starting to intervene
yamaguchi, asahi and ennoshita holding tsukishima back
suga, daichi and tanaka holding you back
hinata and yachi standing inbetween yall
“AYE YO YAMAGUCHI GET YA BOY AND TELL HIS BUM ASS TO STOP TALKING MAD SHIT FORE I KNOCK HIS ASS THE FUCK OUT”
“KNOCK ME OUT THEN BITCH. KNOCK ME THE FUCK OUT LIKE YOU CLAIM YOU WOULD.”
kageyama just standing there like “bitches started fighting and i was deadass rootin for her but um... ion know now wtf do i do.”
cap’n daichi speak up like GO GET COACH UKAI AND TAKEDA TF???
he like alr bet and call that nigga freeces BECAUSE HE’S GON
more words are being said
tsuki says some REALLY slick shit
yall were RELEASED AND BABY YOU SERVED HIM THAT ONE TWO MUHAMMAD ALI COMBO PUNCH THAT MADE HIS KNEES BUCKLE LMAOAOAOOAOAOAOAO
when tanaka went in nishinoya took a hold of the phone to record
that man is becoming a professional cameraman with the angles he getting
he getting on the floor
his hands are mad fucking steady even tho he’s screaming DUMMY LOUD
tsuki bounces back and yall are back at it
them hits baby...
LOUD
everybody getting loud
nishinoya doing straight LAPS around yall SCREAMING
asahi is like the only once trying to like pull yall away but you accidentally swang on him
“damn aight im out”
he dropped that idea and went to sit down bc this getting too much for him
when he went to school today he definitely didnt think you would almost rock his shit
kageyama bust in that bitch like
“THE FEDS ARE HERE”
que for everyone look innocent
you kicked tsukishima down there and grabbed ya shit then DIPPED
yall both looking rough but tsuki..... you got him
coach ukai and takeda get there just as you book it out there
tsukishima was deadass about to chase you tf down bc that was PLAYING DIRTY
not yo fault this bitch a 6’0 tall bean pole with muskle
takeda got glasses so he was like nishinoya GET HER NEOW
nishinoya’s a fast mf so he was like alr BET
tanaka’s phone was RETRIVED AND IN HIS BAG
he def sending that to the group chat that you, coach and takeda and tsuki arent apart of bc snitches get stitches
nishinoya BOOKING IT after you
you sitting on the sidewalk with some tissues wiping your nose
nishinoya pulled up like “WASSUP MY LIL CHAMPION”
“okay so takeda sent my ass after you but imma just let you go home and imma just pretend you fought me on this then went all flash gordon on us and dipped. aight?”
“okay.”
“lets take a picture bc i’ll be damned if i dont memorialize this shit. how you feel now?”
“tired and my face hurts a lil”
“who knew yall both could pack a punch like a lunchable.”
“mh.”
yall took a pic
you KNOW the type of pic
“my homegirl just whooped some ASS lets GOOOO”
caption filter posted on his private instagram
then he let you go dummy fast
went back to takeda like nah she was gone
tsukishima got ice packs on his face, clothes ruffled, hair crazy, sports glasses crooked
that bitch is PISSED
deadass wants a round two
you on the other hand fixed yourself up and got a snack
you told ya mom that you got into a fight
even asahi cheek sting a lil
i think the whole team fw the fact you beat his ASS
walking home yamaguchi tried to talk about it to him asking if he was okay
tsukishima damn near beheaded him and yamaguchi said fuck that i wanna live past 20
on monday....
whew you were in a good ass mood
i mean lashes on hair popping lip gloss shinin like chicken grease
shit was a good day bc you WANTED to see how he looked after it
you knew you got good hits in
you on the other hand covered up your bruises with foundation (fenty)
popped on some cute ass fake (or real) glasses to hide anything else
tsukishima was PISSED lookin at you
at the end of the month yall became cool again so alls good
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scandeniall · 4 years
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dive deep ch. //3
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pairing: akaashi x reader
Chapter 3: First Meeting | prev | next | masterlist
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“Promise me you’ll play nice.” The writer is currently outside the cafe where she’s supposed to be meeting her new editor for the first time. Kuroo insisted on coming along saying something along the lines of not having seen this Akaashi guy in like a year. “I’m always nice,” the writer huffs, un-clicking the seat belt that felt suffocating. “Drunk you is always nice. Sober? She could use some work.” Rolling her eyes, (Y/N) reaches for the door handle before a touch on her arm stops her. 
“I’m serious (Y/N).” The usual teasing look in her friend’s eye had hardened, completely opposite to the gentle stroke of his thumb along her arm. “Akaashi is a good guy. And like you, he’s good at what he does. So give it a chance alright.” The softness of her friend's voice, caused the writer to take a mental pause, calming herself before nodding. “Thanks Kuroo.”
“Also, I’m sure Bokuto had to beg the guy so let’s not waste his time alright.”
The two make their way into the coffee shop, Kuroo smiling at the cashier who manages to make eye contact with him. Meanwhile the writer quickly pulls up an email, to see for any sign of the editor. He should be in a navy blue shirt, very dark colored hair. Looking around, and seeing no one matching that, the writer feels a twitch in her eye. This guy is late. “Relax. We’re early. Remember.” 
(Y/N) let out a sigh of relief remembering how she’s been the one to insist they arrived early. One of her attempts at trying to make a good first impression. After all, Kuroo wasn’t the only one insisting that this Akaashi guy was good. The writer had been given a Kenma style lecture as well. “Try to keep this one (Y/N). It’ll be your fifth one. And he’s nice. Played him in volleyball back in high school.” The gamer had said the night he found out what unlucky person Kuroo had found to be your editor. “The other ones sucked,” you’d insisted in between bites of rice. “You suck too.”
“Hey,” Kuroo nudges the writer out of her thoughts. “He’s here. Look alive would you.” She watches as her friend stands to greet the man, following his lead. Just not as friendly and familiar. “Hey Akaashi, its been a while yeah? Anyways this is (Y/N). (Y/N), this is Akaashi.” The writer gives the man a quick look over. He's pretty. The thought is fleeting before she finds herself meeting his outstretched hand. 
“Akaashi. Akaashi, Keiji.” 
“(Y/N). Thank you for agreeing to work with me.” The woman slips back into the booth, Kuroo next to her as Akaashi gets comfortable across the table. “It’s my pleasure. I’ve been a fan of your work for a while now.”  The writer’s previously tensed shoulders relaxed as a sincere smile graced her face. “Thank you so much.”
“What no, thanks to me? I’m the one who even reached out to Bokuto in the first place. I really am the best aren’t I” Kuroo interrupts, causing both adults to look at him blankly. “You’ve spent too much time with Bokuto over the years,” The editor retaliates, before pulling his laptop out. Now it's time to talk business. 
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“That wasn’t so bad now was it,” Kuroo mentions. The two had just gotten in his car after their meeting with Akaashi. The two men spent a few minutes catching up, before promising to catch up and include Bokuto and Kenma soon. Then the attention shifted towards the job at hand. The writer and editor discussed a few general points for their partnership, including payment, general timeline, appropriate hours to be contacted before exchanging numbers. Before, they departed, they made the promise to meet up in a week, to actually talk about the manuscript. “He’s pretty,” the writer answered absentmindedly. “And he likes my older work, so he seems to have taste.” The scoff from beside her causes the writer to shift her attention to the driver.
“You think this one’s gonna work out? You need the final manuscript by the end of the year. It's already March. You're running out of time, and I don’t have anymore contacts for you-”
“I know that already Kuroo.” The writer rolls her eyes, before focusing her eyes out the window and onto the moving street. “I have to get over my shit. I’m more than aware of that.”
“(Y/N) I-”
“I know you care, Kuroo.It doesn’t even matter right now. I just want to go home and nap.” Kuroo lets out a sigh as the two continue the rest of their ride in silence.
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“So how’d it go,” is the first thing Akaashi hears when he answers his phone. It’s Bokuto again. Apparently he’d heard from Kuroo that him and the writer had met today, and demanded to know everything that happened. “Things were. Fine” Akaashi paused in the middle to try and think of how his meeting with the writer went. “She seems nice enough,” he continued. 
And it was true. (Y/N) was polite, however he didn’t miss the jaded look that generally graced her features. No, it wasn’t unusual for writers to look that way, but it's typically not seen to the extent the writer had until decades into their career. The fatigue and burnout from having to pump out project after project takes a toll, however to look that way so early into one's career was new to Akaashi. It was almost a little concerning. He’d once edited for an older man who had been writing upwards of 30 years. The man was completely drained and tired of the industry, that trying to get the man to follow his timeline was like pulling teeth with no anesthetics. Akaashi could only hope the writer had just typical fatigue. He couldn’t deal with another situation like that again. 
“C’mon, Akaashi, give me more details than that. Is she funny, are you going to fall in love and am I going to be your best man-”
“Bokuto, we are not going to get married. We’re working together on a project and that’s it.” Akaashi ignored the way his friend huffed over the phone. Something about another failed cupid, when he wasn’t even trying to set the two up anyways. Akaashi figured he’d end the topic for good with his next statement. 
“Besides, her and Kuroo seemed pretty close.”
“Yeah, they’ve been really good friends for years. And Kenma.” It took a moment for the words to register in Bokuto’s mind. “Kuroo has a girlfriend and didn’t even tell me!”
a/n: uh yeah sorry for how short these chapters end up being idk i’m both really in love with the ideas for this but am also struggling to lengthen these up, bc im used to writing lengthy pieces idk. And I always see good places to stop at so yeah. Anyways hmmm Kuroo and (Y/N)???? Also someone stop telling me to write and update in the middle of the night PLS
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my-autistic-things · 6 years
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Top Surgery Post Op
Hey guys so this post is old and the original bit is under the keep reading.  I wanted to keep a record for myself mainly, but oh well!  Today is 9-5-18. As a quick update because I didn’t give any other updates since forever ago: 
-I’m still numb
-I still have swelling
-I still wear my binder, but it’s not uncomfortable anymore because there's nothing to smoosh
-My doctor said that I don’t have to wear my binder, but since there is still swelling it would be beneficial if I could continue to wear it
-I don’t wear my binder at night/at home, but when I go out I still always wear my binder just because I feel more comfortable with it on
--I feel better with my binder because 1, pressure stim! 2, I’m not flat.  While I look the same as any other chubby cis guy, I’m still uncomfortable and it will take a really long time for me to get to where I am comfortable to just wear a shirt
-My incision sites have healed to just a little dark pink lines (~1/2 inch) and the drainage tube holes have healed also to dark pink dots (honestly they are way more noticeable than the actual incisions)
Ok that's it!  I might remember to make another update, but probably not for a while.  Below is my recovery from day 0 if anyone is interested.
I wanted to make a super extensive post, but, I didn't. Now I'm going to summarize the key points if my recovery bc I still really want to keep record of it and share a timeline of when things happen.
If you're interested in my top surgery story illustrating the whole day of surgery, here is that post!
Day 0; Thursday, day of surgery:
When I came home from the hospital I just slept. My mom woke me up to take my meds (prescription pain killer and antibiotics) and then I went right back to sleep. I couldn't roll on to my side so sleeping was pretty miserable but I pulled up pillows so I was half sitting up which helped me get comfortable. The drains were super annoying and I was trying to be super careful with my chest, but, I was fine.
Day 1; Friday:
I have no idea what time I woke up or what time I took my naps, but I basically lived off of naps (I didn't sleep longer than 4 ish hours at a time). I didn't have overwhelming pain, but I definitely has surgery. I was nervous when draining the tubes of my drains bc you have to squeese out the tubes. I was scared that I was going to just pull the whole thing out. But I didn't! I think I pulled it a little once on Sunday, but they are about 1 1/2 inches in so it didnt come out at all.
I had my first post op scheduled doctor appointment at 11:00am. I recorded my drainage amount only that first day, then my doctor said I didn't have to again. Just make sure to drain them the night before my next appointment so he can see the amount when I come in to take out the tubes.
That was my first time I got to see my chest post op. Honestly, I looked exactly the same except bruised. There was SO MUCH SWELLING that I had about the same, if not even a little more boob. My doctor assured me that on the table I was completely flat and that everything was just swollen.
I was also cleared to shower! One day post op, and I could shower!
Day 2-4; Saturday-Monday:
I was draining such a small I was so happy. I didn't need to worry about dumping the drains every 12 hours exactly and actually only did it maybe once a day.
The Vicodin pain meds, I figured out, don't work at all on me. I ended up taking the oxycodone I was prescribed by the hospital instead of the Vicodin my doctor prescribed (there was a mix up and I got 2 meds for one surgery). Still, though, the oxy didn't help that much. I mainly was taking it because it made me high to forget the pain/ache and help me just sleep my way through my recovery. I still wasn't even taking it every 4 hours like I could have. Maybe like twice a day, 3 times at the most.
I showered once on Sunday because I felt like I should. I tied a string around my neck and clipped the drains to that so they wouldn't be hanging. It was weird and awkward to shower, but completely doable and having a break from the binder made my pain decrease.
Day 5; Tuesday:
I had my second post-op appointment. I think my drains drained like 1cc of fulid each side at the most. It was so minimal and I was so proud of myself haha. My doctor took the tubes out that day and I FINALLY felt like I was healing. I felt so free oh my God it was one of the most freeing experiences of my life!
Taking the tubes out didn't hurt a single bit. Like at all. I felt 0 pain whatsoever. Again, the tubes we're about 1 1/2 inches in, and there was one stich holding them in place. I was 100% numb around my chest for the most part so I barely felt my doctor's hands as he took the tube out. I heard people say getting the drains removed are sooooo painful, but idk their type of surgery and such so maybe only with lyposuction it doesn't hurt because it kills your nerves for a while?
Day 6-7; Wednesday and Thursday;
I felt so much more comfortable without the drains on. I could move so much more freely and almost all my sharp pain went away and only the dull (ish) ache of feeling like I'd been lyposuction was left. I stopped all the oxy on Wednesday, and only had some ibruprophen Wednesday and Thursday night. After that I was pain med free.
I had a gauze bandage over the drains and I didn't want to deal with changing it so I didn't shower (from Sunday) until Thursday afternoon. I felt like I should do my doctor a favor and showever before my Friday appointment. I showered, then changed my bandage into a bandaid because the holes werent draining anymore, just open.
The hospital medical surgery tape put iver my actual incision looked like it was coming off a bit in the shower and I was worried about that, but I left it alone and let it dry good and it still stuck on like it was never wet.
When I took of my shirt to take off my binder to take a shower. Oh my God! I glanced down slightly and this GIANT purple thing caught my eye. I still had my binder on so I didn't think it could have possibly been a bruise, but it was! It was around my hip (gravity sucked stuff down there) and it was about as big as my hand. With my hand over it, it was about 1/2 an inch shorter than my hand and a little bit wider. It was huge. Purple. And quite impressive. It didn't hurt at all, though, because it was just pooled old blood that was dragged down there instead of actually the place I was hurt.
Day 7; Friday:
I went to my doctor's appointment not knowing what was going to happen next. The drains were out and I didn't think I had stiches in my incision (bc of the tape) so I didn't really know what to expect.
Apparently I did have one stich in my incision, and the tape plus the stich was taken out. I was told not even to put a bandaid on and to take the bandaid off of the drain holes too.
The tape comming off hurt to be completly honest. I'm a baby when it comes to taking off baindaids and tape. I was 90% numb in that area, but it still had that feeling of pulling off sticky stuff like I was ripping my skin off. The stich came out with 0 pain. I was so surprised how thin the thread was. It looked thinner than sewing thread and it was blue which was cute. I finally got to see how big my actual incision was, and it was about 1 inch.
Day 8-13; Saturday to Thursday:
Idk, man, there's not much to say. I'm sure if I did this post and updated day by day I'd have stuff to say, but I don't. I have a fractured/severely bruised rib from the binder being so tight. Well, it's not exactly the binder, but the binder band. It hurts a lot, but I can't do anything about it anyways.
My giant bruise is getting lighter every day and everything is just healing and improving every day.
Day 14; Friday:
That's today! Well, same as the past week. Every day there's less pain and more movement ability. I didnt have much of a limitation of movement even one day post op, but I can still feel a difference. I can comfortably raise my arms above my head now and I was able to bend over to pick stuff up without much chest pain (I got joint and muscle pain anyways so it hurts, but not specifically because of top surgery lol)
I put on my old binder yesterday because the hospital one seems so loose and oh my God! How did I survive?!?! It's so tight! Even 2 weeks post op I'm shocked with how tight of a thing I wore semi comfortably before. To be fair, it was my tighter binder, but it was still not too much tighter than my normal everyday one.
I feel not compressed in my chest and Im worried that the binder isn't squishing my chest down enough. I need to keep my chest flat and squished so when it heals everything will be flat so my skin will shrink down flat instead of being baggy and like empty boobs.
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I'll try to keep this updated especially after my next appointment on Tuesday and then when I don't have to wear the binder anymore (in 2 weeks). Plus, if anything exciting happens of course I'll add that! I'll probably edit the post and reblog it so it's all together in one piece so if you see this post reblogged its been updated under the keep reading. Lies lol
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ask-squiphigh · 7 years
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A bit of info on the Au!
Hello! Im making this post bc I’ve gotten a few questions that don’t neceserally need the character’s to answer them + a bit more info about the AU!
In my last post i explained that there are different ways to get your powers! Some are born with it and some have, ‘help’ to get theirs. Everybody has the potential to have their powers but if they are not born with it they have to experience a life or death situation to ‘activate’ them, or they die if they aren’t strong enough to handle it. More info under the cut!
SQUIPs can ‘activate’ a persons power when they see that they either, need them, or simply to fulfilled their purpose (to make someone cool). They do their math and calculate the percentage of somebody surviving the 'activation’ and take the risk if they need to, but if the persons too weak they don’t take the risk. Their powers grow depending on how much they practice with them, it’s like a muscle they need to train it constantly or else it’ll just stay weak. Now to go a bit in depth into two characters who have been the targets of all of the angst u guys have!
Michael (since he is the target of a lot of angsty questions,, i see u) : Michael, as most of ya’ll know can travel through electronics, electricity is coursing through a thing? Yup Michael can go through it! But if he were to say get trapped in one of those electronic devices he will slowly start to disintegrate since literally the only reason he’s inside of that is because of the electricity. The bigger the thing the easier it is for him to travel too since he doesn’t have to force himself so much to go through the device. Yes he has tried to go through SQUIPs since technically it’s a super computer and it has electricity i mean it’s shocked Jeremy with electricity! In short it didn’t go well, the SQUIP is extremely small and Michael had to endure a few minutes of being in it and it strained his body heavily plus the SQUIP went into a 'Self Defense Mode’ since there was an intruder. That’s all I’m going to disclose on Michael because i don’t want to ruin all surprises ;)
Jeremy (2nd target for all ya’ll angsty asks, why do u guys like hurting the boyf riends sm?): Jeremy can control electronics and the electricity in them, but he can not make electricity out of thin air he can only control previously existing electricity in a device. Jeremy is extremely careful when using his powers around Michael when he’s in devices and especially careful when he pranks Michael by turning off electronic devices around him (not the one he’s in of course), and anyways he can only hold it for maybe a minute or two before giving in because it eventually starts to drain him, but after an accident involving Michael he tries to limit when he does it so really it’s not something he does a lot anymore.
Like I’ve stated I don’t have a definitive story to this au, mostly tailored the questions i get so… YOU guys are the one growing this story, with a small push from me dropping hints if i have an idea and want it to go somewhere! P.S I’m sorry if sometimes the answers don’t make sense or if they contradict each other. I’m just one mod and this is my first time seriously dealing with an ask blog! Don’t let the multiple art styles confuse you It’s simply just one 15 yr old who doesn’t have a definitive artstyle.
P.P.S i don’t know if this either helped answer a few questions, shed a bit more light on the au or inspired more questions! I just hope that this was helpful to a small degree,,, Please remember that this is actually just fantasy and a bit of sci-fi! Not everything’s gonna make sense, ya’ll just gotta roll with it (I won’t purposely start to make things confusing or not understandable now but there will probably be a few things that just cant be explained!)
Any questions that i see the could have been answered here won’t be answered by the characters! I try to upload a few answers a day and I don’t want to put time into an answer that’s been answered here sorry! Previously asked questions wont be affected tho, just new ones that come in after I’ve posted this but like a day or two later bc heck I don’t expect everybody to read this today.
P. P. P. S Also,, THANK YOU GUYS FOR 150 FOLLOWERS? IT’S ONLY BEEN LIKE 3 DAYS SINCE I MADE THIS ACCOUNT? YOU GUYS ARE AWESOME!
Also small hint: read the tags that i put on the answers ;)  Some have bonus info
** As the au grows I might add more info here, don’t worry I’ll keep you guys updated if i do!
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