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Hello everyone! Long time no post and for that I am so so sorry. I lost motivation to write for a long time and just kinda...disappeared. You may have noticed that even when I was still writing because I'd post like three posts then fade into obscurity. I want to get into answering requests again, but it may be slow at first and for that I apologize. I just haven't liked my writing voice which has made it impossible to write. I've also had a lot of personal life things going on (finding out I don't have hEDS and is most likely instead a neurological or meuromuscular disorder), failing all of my classes lest semester, and other things. Anyways, please know my mailbox and messages are always open if anyone wants to chat ♡

Hope this finds all of my followers well *(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*♡

♡ Solstice

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Pour Me Your Heart

Fandom: Haikyuu!! Premise: TsukkiYama Word Count: 3.5k Content Warning(s): None A/N: This was written for the Haikyuu!! Cafe Big Bang! Check out my twt (username: mokuhchi) to see the art done by my amazing artist and special thanks to my beta as well!

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 The smell of coffee beans filled the small coffee shop Tadashi Yamaguchi worked at. It was underground, led to by a flight of stairs that opened into a large room with plants growing in every nook and cranny and tables scattered about. In the corner was another room closed off by large red double doors that housed the cafe: The UnderGrounds. Artwork hung on every vertical surface ranging from children’s doodles to painting masterpieces. Practically every medium of art was represented: charcoal, chalk, pastels, watercolor…it was one of the things Yamaguchi adored about his job. Looking at the artwork and being able to display new ones was a joy Yamaguchi would never be rid of. That, and the free chai tea he was guaranteed during his shifts never hurt either. But he also loved speaking to the regular patrons, mostly college students and professors, and would converse with them as he made their drinks and drew pictures in the latte foam. 

“What’s that book you’re reading about?”

“Oh! How is that art project going?”

“An extra shot of espresso? Well, it is finals week.”

No matter the topic, Yamaguchi’s personality just seemed to effortlessly draw conversation out of everyone. Something about him just felt like home.

 Yamaguchi prided himself in his memory of customers, so when a newcomer arrived in the coffee shop one Thursday afternoon, he was surprised to say the least. It was the middle of the semester, so the chances of it being a new student was slim. Possibly a new professor? But that didn’t seem too quite fit either. Yamaguchi couldn’t help but wonder.

As soon as the stranger had walked through the open door, Yamaguchi asked, “So what brings you here?” The stranger stiffened slightly at his question yet continued to walk towards the counter. Most probably wouldn’t have noticed the slight change in his demeanor, but Yamaguchi noted it right away. 

“I wanted coffee.” The man bluntly said. Once he had reached the counter, Yamaguchi couldn’t help but scan his features. He was pretty, with high cheekbones, golden brown eyes, and curly blond hair. He wore black glasses that sat on the bridge of his nose, and the man seemed to subconsciously push them up as he waited for Yamaguchi’s response.

“Oh, yes, of course! But I meant, what brings you here. As in, this is a small town and I’ve never seen you before. I’m just curious is all!” Yamaguchi smiled brightly. 

The man sighed, as if exasperated by Yamaguchi’s questions. Yamaguchi anxiously shifted from foot to foot, not expecting this kind of response. “Well,” the man paused, “I’m a new hire at a local bookstore.” 

“Ah! Well, what would you like to order?” Yamaguchi asked.

“Just black coffee.”

“Alrighty! Your total is two dollars and sixty-five cents.” The man tapped his credit card against the console and waited as Yamaguchi began to pour him a cup.

“What brought you to this town?” Yamaguchi asked. Once more, the man sighed, obviously not one for small talk. Or possibly, not one for any kind of “talk”. He ultimately just shrugged, not even dignifying Yamaguchi’s question with a worded response. Yamaguchi let the question hang between them in the air, stifling any further conversation he had been hoping for. 

“What’s the name for the drink, by the way?” Yamaguchi asked on instinct. 

“There’s no one else here.” The man responded. 

Yamaguchi shifted in place awkwardly before saying, “Sorry, force of habit.”

“Tsukishima.”

“What?”

 “My name. It’s Tsukishima.”

“I’m Yamaguchi!” Tsukishima just stared. “Anyways, here’s your coffee!” Yamaguchi handed the drink to Tsukishima, who promptly took it and walked out of the cafe. Yamaguchi took in a deep breath, before roughly exhaling through clenched teeth. He placed his head on the counter before groaning to himself; he wasn’t sure what Tsukishima’s problem was, but he didn’t like it. 

The next day at work, Yamaguchi’s shift started like any other. College students poured in during the lunch hours, requesting over complicated drinks despite the rush. Luckily, Yamaguchi wasn’t by himself. His boss, Sugawara, was there making drinks as Yamaguchi took orders. But with little to no time to converse with any of the students, Yamaguchi couldn’t help but feel a little guilty. He wanted nothing more than to ask how everyone was doing, but with the line leading out the door and up the stairs, he just didn’t have the luxury to. Thankfully, the lunch rush eventually ended, leaving Sugawara and Yamaguchi to catch their breath.

“That felt busier than usual,” Yamaguchi said at one point, but all Sugawara did in response was nod. 

“Well, that marks the end of my shift. We won’t be getting any more rushes today since it’s Friday. You good to lock up on your own?” Sugawara said, throwing the cafe keys at Yamaguchi who fumbled them, almost dropping them in the process. Sugawara let out a small chuckle at the sight. 

“And you used to play volleyball.” Sugawara laughed. Yamaguchi smiled sheepishly. 

“Well, are you good to close by yourself?” Sugawara shifted the topic.

“Yeah!” Yamaguchi responded.

“Okay, well, if you need anything I only live, like, a street down.” Sugawara let out another small laugh before ruffling Yamaguchi’s hair and leaving. It was just as Sugawara walked up the stairs and out the door, did Tsukishima make his way into the cafe.

“Oh, hello again!” Yamaguchi said brightly, trying his best to not show how much his appearance irked him. Yamaguchi thought it painful how beautiful Tsukishima was; how could such a sour personality be housed in such a gorgeous person anyways?

“I’d like a latte, please.” Tsukishima said.

“Okay, would you like any latte foam art?” Yamaguchi asked. While not amazing at it, latte foam art was a hobby of Yamaguchi’s he thoroughly enjoyed. Over the past year of practicing, he’d gotten past wobbly shapes and could now draw small pictures, but it was nowhere near the talent of others. 

“Surprise me.” Tsukishima smirked. Yamaguchi thought for a moment, before settling on drawing a simple cat outline. He set to work, and as soon as he finished with the drink, he handed it to Tsukishima. 

“Here you go!” Yamaguchi responded.

“A cat. Cute. I have two, actually.” Tsukishima said as he looked down at the art. 

“Really? What are their names?”

Tsukishima smiled to himself for a moment, most likely thinking of his two cats, before his face retreated back into its regular stony disposition. He just shrugged in response before leaving, not even dignifying Yamaguchi’s question with a response. 

Yamaguchi didn’t see Tsukishima for a couple days after that, and he couldn’t help but wonder if he somehow offended Tsukishima by asking him about his pets. It wasn’t until Tsukishima came in about a week later with a “Sorry, I’ve been busy lately,” as he walked through the doorway. Yamaguchi smiled, knowing the implication that was ladened in his words; Tsukishima wanted to see him. 

Tsukishima reached into his pocket, pulling out a phone in a simple black case. Yamaguchi could see him looking for something, and once Tsukishima presented his phone to Yamaguchi, Yamaguchi’s face split into a wide smile. There on the screen was a picture of two cats curled into each other, one white and the other black. 

“Artemis and Luna.” Tsukishima said.

“Hm?” Yamaguchi made a questioning noise.

“Their names. Artemis and Luna.”

“Like in Sailor Moon?” Yamaguchi asked. Tsukishima didn’t seem like the kind of person to be into magical girl anime, but Sailor Moon had enthralled Yamaguchi growing up as well, so he tried to make his words sound as far away from judgmental as possible.

Tsukishima sighed. “Yeah, I used to watch it with my older brother growing up and when I got an all black cat, I knew I had to name her Luna. I got Artemis second and when I saw him, I just knew I had to name him Artemis to go along with Luna.”

“That’s cute. I also used to watch it growing up.” Yamaguchi admitted. “So, what are you ordering today?”

“A latte. Do whatever you want for the foam art.” Yamaguchi punched Tsukishima’s order into the register and began making the latte. He did a crescent moon for the foam art, feeling it fit the conversation at hand. 

“Thanks.” Tsukishima said as he took the cup from Yamaguchi, as he began to head off. Yamaguchi began to clean up between customers, wondering why Tsukishima had become so chatty. It seemed out of character for the aloof man that preceded him. Especially after Tsukishima had ignored the question of his cat’s name. Yamaguchi tried not to think about it too much, but nevertheless he did. 

Tsukishima began coming in more frequently after that, always ordering the same thing, ‘a latte, do whatever you want for the foam art’. Through simple conversations Yamaguchi had been able to piece together that Tsukishima had an older brother named Akiteru and no other siblings, that he worked at the local bookstore, that he was from the town over, and that he had a telescope. Yamaguchi always looked forward to their simple conversations, even if Tsukishima was still standoffish. 

Then there was the day Tsukishima came in on Yamaguchi’s break. Yamaguchi had been sitting at a table, sipping on a chai tea latte as Sugawara took the orders and prepared the drinks of the customers. Yamaguchi just happened to look up as Tsukishima walked through the doorway. Yamaguchi gave a little wave and a smile, as Tsukishima walked towards him.

“Off today?” Tsukishima asked.

Yamaguchi shook his head. “No, just on break.” Tsukishima just nodded in acknowledgement. “You can join me, if you want.” Yamaguchi said. Tsukishima nodded again, before going to order. Yamaguchi shrugged to himself, hoping that he wasn’t somehow being too forward by asking Tsukishima to sit with him. 

A couple minutes later, Yamaguchi heard the close sound of a chair scraping on hardwood. He picked up his head and found Tsukishima sitting across from him. They had never spoken without a counter between them, and Yamaguchi could feel the difference, the proximity. Their knees almost touched under the small table.

“You work at a bookstore, right?” Yamaguchi asked. 

 “Yeah,” was all Tsukishima replied.

 “How come?”

 “Well, it was a job that was available. And I like to read so it felt fitting. Why do you work at a coffee shop?”

 “I went to high school with Sugawara, we actually played volleyball together, so when he wanted to open up a coffee shop, I said I’d help him. I’m not a co-owner or anything, all the behind-the-scenes stuff is Sugawara, I just work here.” Yamaguchi smiled. “You moved here from a neighboring town, right?”

 “Yeah.”

 “How come?”

 Tsukishima shrugged. “Wanted to get out of the house, get my own place, I guess.”

 “I live in the apartment complex down the street, it’s a pretty short walk which is nice.”

“I’m in the one across from yours, if we’re thinking of the same place.”

 “We’re practically neighbors, then!” Yamaguchi let out a small laugh. 

 “Yeah,” a small smile crossed Tsukishima’s face. They continued to talk before Tsukishima looked at the time on his phone. 

 “I should head back to work,” he inevitably said.

 “Yeah, I probably should too.” Yamaguchi let out a small laugh as he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, knowing for sure he went over his break time. “See you later,” he said as he stood up. “It was nice talking to you.”

 Tsukishima offered a small smirk, “It was nice talking to you too.” Yamaguchi gave a parting wave as he headed into the back to grab his apron. 

 “You enjoy talking to that tall blond?” Sugawara said with a teasing lilt to his voice. Yamaguchi walked over as he tied his apron behind him. It was black and covered his entire front, his name tag pinned at the top. 

 “His name is Tsukishima. But yes, I did.”

 “Do you like him?” Sugawara bumped his hip against Yamaguchi.

 “As a friend, yes.” Yamaguchi rolled his eyes.

 “Hm, I saw how you smiled at him. You’re definitely developing a crush.”

Yamaguchi rolled his eyes again. “Whatever you say.”

Yamaguchi quickly found out Sugawara was not wrong. Tsukishima continued to come at the same time every day, admitting once that he was trying to catch Yamaguchi on his breaks. Yamaguchi began walking to the bookstore as well, bringing coffee and snacks and hoping that Tsukishima would be able to chat. 

“If you want, you could come over to my apartment and meet my cats sometime,” Tsukishima said unexpectedly one day. Yamaguchi had just arrived at the bookstore, armed with lattes and muffins. Yamaguchi stood stunned for a moment, before grinning and saying, “I’d love that! When are you off?”

“Is tomorrow too soon?” Tsukishima said.

“Not at all, I’m off tomorrow too.”

“Great. Here, give me your phone number so I can text you my apartment number.” Yamaguchi gave it to him, soon after he received a simple text message that read only ‘214’. 

The next day as Yamaguchi was getting ready, he realized he was shaking. Nervousness surged through his veins like electricity, unsure of what to expect when he arrived. Yamaguchi liked familiarity; he liked knowing what would happen before it happened. Going over to Tsukishima’s apartment was uncharted territory, and it terrified him. 

As the agreed upon time of 1pm rolled around, Yamaguchi was walking down the hall from the elevator to apartment 214. He softly knocked on the door, not wanting to startle Tsukishima. Tsukishima must have been waiting for him, as the door opened almost immediately after. He was dressed in casual wear, very different from his usual button down and slacks attire he wore to work. Yamaguchi had never seen Tsukishima in jeans, and something felt almost personal about it. Yamaguchi looked no different than he usually did. 

“Hey, come in.” Tsukishima said, stepping aside out of the doorway to allow Yamaguchi to walk into the apartment. Immediately, he was greeted by a small fluffy white cat rubbing against his leg. 

 “Artemis is very friendly,” Yamaguchi said.

 “Yeah, he loves people.” Tsukishima closed the door. “Luna is a bit shyer, but she’s in the living room last time I checked. Here, it’s down this hall.” Yamaguchi followed Tsukishima down a short walkway to a room with a TV, couch, and cat tree. On the highest part of the cat tree lay Luna, seemingly sleeping. Tsukishima walked over and began petting her. Luna perked up, rubbing the side of her face against his hand. 

 “Can I pet her?” Yamaguchi asked, pointing to Luna.

 “Sure, go ahead.” Tsukishima said. 

 Yamaguchi walked over and began stroking her soft fur. “I’ve never had a pet cat; I’ve only ever had a dog.”

 “What kind of dog?”

 “Big dog. Growing up we had a Tosa Inu.”

 “Oh, that’s a big dog.”

 “Yeah! His name was Yoshi.”

 “After the Mario character?”

 Yamaguchi sighed. “Yeah, after the Mario character.” He paused. “Have you had cats before?”

 Tsukishima shook his head. “No, my mom’s allergic so I never had one growing up.”

 “What made you decide to get one?”

 Tsukishima shrugged. “I don’t know, I've always wanted one. And after getting the first, I wanted another.” His voice was nonchalant, almost as if he didn’t care, but Yamaguchi could see a sparkle in Tsukishima’s eyes that was seldom there. They continued to talk into the evening, chatting about everything and nothing all at once. They ate together in Tsukishima’s small kitchen, their legs bumping under the table. Eventually, Yamaguchi bid Tsukishima farewell, citing his fatigue as a reason to depart. He gave Luna and Artemis final head pats before he left, Tsukishima closing the door behind him. 

 As soon as he exited the elevator, he called Sugawara.

 “You were right, you were so right.” Yamaguchi said as soon as Sugawara answered.

 “Oh whatever do you mean?” Sugawara asked, a teasing lilt to his voice. 

 “About Tsukishima. I like him. I was just over at his apartment and he has two cats and he likes dinosaurs and space and he’s just so…” Yamaguchi trailed off, struggling to find words to convey what he wanted. 

 Sugawara laughed. “I get it, you like him.”

 “I wish I didn’t.”

 “Why?”

 Yamaguchi sighed. “I don’t even know if he likes guys, let alone me.”

 “Try hinting to him that you like him. Or just be straightforward.” Sugawara offered.

 “Okay. Okay, alright. Thanks, Suga.”

 “No problem.” Yamaguchi breathed a sigh as he hung up, unlocking his apartment as he did so.

 Yamaguchi decided to be subtle. He was terrified to admit his feelings explicitly, not wanting to scare off Tsukishima. Through small cues and soft conversations, Yamaguchi was able to piece together that Tsukishima had had a boyfriend before, that he was most likely gay, that he was currently single, and that maybe he had the slightest inkling of feelings for Yamaguchi, if the flirting Sugawara pointed out was anything to go by. Yamaguchi tried leaving subtle hints that he liked Tsukishima, but Tsukishima was either too dense or too oblivious to understand them. After a month of this dance, Yamaguchi was practically pulling his hair out in frustration. Yamaguchi thought back to Sugawara’s advice, and decided it was time to be as direct as he could be. 

 The next day when Tsukishima came in to order a latte, Yamaguchi decided to confess then and there. He poured the foam in the shape of a heart, with ‘Y+T’ written inside of it. Outside of the heart, to the right, was a question mark. Yamaguchi hoped Tsukishima would understand what he was trying to convey, and when he passed over the drink, Yamaguchi couldn’t help but notice how badly his own hand was shaking. 

 Yamaguchi watched as Tsukishima walked to a table, taking off the lid and looking down at the foam art. A blush graced Tsukishima’s features, covering his cheekbones and traveling down his neck. Tsukishima stared for a moment, before standing up and walking back towards Yamaguchi. Yamaguchi could feel his heart thumping in his chest and his blood thrumming through his veins.

 “I need you to explain this.” Tsukishima said. Yamaguchi’s face burned. Tsukishima didn’t sound angry, more confused than anything, but Yamaguchi regretted trying to convey his feelings.

 “I like you.” Yamaguchi took a deep breath. “As more than a friend. I wanted to confess but was scared to tell you, so I tried doing it this way.”

 Tsukishima nodded, biting his lip for a moment, thinking. “Okay.” Yamaguchi’s heart dropped into the pit of his stomach. 

 “Would you like to go on a date some time?” Tsukishima asked. Yamaguchi stood stunned. 

 “What?”

 “Well you like me, and I like you, so would you like to go on a date?”

 “Yeah!” Yamaguchi said a little too excitedly. 

 “Great, when would you like to and what would you like to do?”

 Yamaguchi sat on the couch in his apartment, waiting for Tsukishima to arrive for their first date. He chewed at his nails as he watched TV, already having set up everything he could for their date. 

 As soon as there was a knock at the door, Yamaguchi was turning off the TV and running towards the front of his apartment. He quickly unlocked it and found Tsukishima on the other side with a faint blush covering his features. 

 “Welcome to my apartment,” Yamaguchi said, stepping aside and ushering him in. 

 “So you’re going to teach me how to make latte foam art?”

 “That’s the plan!” Yamaguchi smiled as he closed the door behind Tsukishima. Yamaguchi did his best to instruct Tsukishima on pouring latte foam art, but Tsukishima’s shaky hands created squiggly lines. Tsukishima chuckled at his own failed attempts, and Yamaguchi tried to help as much as he could. By the end of the day, they had pictures from Yamaguchi’s practiced hands and mish mashed shapes from Tsukishima’s. Yamaguchi decided to cook dinner for them, Tsukishima helping prepare the food. Yamaguchi couldn’t help but think just how domestic it all felt. He smiled to himself as he served the rice at the thought. As they washed the dishes together, Yamaguchi leaned into Tsukishima’s side. Tsukishima froze for a second, before relaxing after a moment. 

“Thanks for helping me.” Yamaguchi said.

“What kind of date would I be if I didn’t?” Tsukishima smirked. Yamaguchi paused, turning towards Tsukishima. 

“Can I kiss you?” Yamaguchi said, a joking tone in his voice.

Tsukishima raised an eyebrow, before leaning down slightly, only a few centimeters away from Yamaguchi’s face. Yamaguchi’s breath caught in his throat at the proximity. 

“Of course you can.” Tsukishima smirked before closing the gap between them. It was a soft kiss, just a press of each other’s lips, but Yamaguchi’s heart could barely handle it. He could feel it beating so hard in his chest that he was almost positive Tsukishima could hear it. After Tsukishima pulled away, Yamaguchi returned to the dishes, a blush covering both of their faces. 

#.fandom: haikyuu!! #.content: fluff #.fic: Pour Me Your Heart #.media: fanficiton #.ships: tsukkiyama #tsukkiyama #tsukiyama #tsukkiyama fanfiction #tsukkiyama fluff #tsukiyama fanfiction #tsukishima kei #yamaguchi tadashi #.characters: Tsukishima Kei #.characters: Yamaguchi Tadashi

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Hey y’all! I’m gonna try going by Solstice for a bit online instead of Mocha/Mochi :)

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I got tagged by both @sierrascribbles and @moonstruck-writing !

Some of these kinda move between tiers ngl, it depends on how I'm feeling asdhjkl

I tag @gible-love-nibles ! Not sure who of my moots is okay with being tagged so just one person this time <3 If you want to do this though, consider yourself tagged!

Fanfiction Tropes Tier List

I didn’t make this one this time, but I found a fanfiction tropes tier list on tiermaker.

This was fun to do! I can’t wait to see what everyone’s favorites are! My all times are ‘sharing a bed’ and ‘fake relationships’.

I would like to add a ‘vampire AU’ which I’d totally put in A Tier.

Tagging: @postwarlevi @holy-guacamoly @levisbrat25 @levmada @levimay @nelapanela94 @ackermandick @ack3rlady @heich0e @darlingheichou and anyone else who wants to play!

#.tag games

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@ fic authors what do you personally consider a successful fic? What’s the bar?

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Hi this is a PSA to all digital creators to SAVE YOUR WORK RIGHT NOW PLEASE SAVE IT FOR THE LOVE OF ANYTHING HOLY DONT FORGET TO SAVE YOUR WORK

This message is sponsored by a game designer who just accidentally deleted an entire level of her game

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I am being normal about the new Masumi card…

#.talks #this is just a little jokey joke bc I’m being very not normal #autism affirmation: I am normal about fictional characters

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tumblr guide for new users:

1) there is only one algorithm for your dashboard, and you can turn it off in settings. can't stress this enough. if you turn it off, your dashboard is in chronological order of posts and reblogs from people you follow

2) because of the lack of algorithm, likes do nothing. if you want more people to see a post, you have to reblog it so it goes on your follower's dashes

3) the vast majority of posts on a person's blog tend to be reblogs. think 90% or so. some of those will have that person commenting on it, and more will have tags

4) comments stay on reblog chains, while tags only show up on your reblog of that post. it's kind of like a whisper voice. in either case, both op and the person you reblogged from see that in their notifications

5) tags don't go in the body of the post. writing "staying in #lasvegas" won't make it appear in the las vegas tag, it'll just look weird

6) it's totally normal to reblog and post multiple things in one day. it's normal to reblog the same post twice in a row. it's normal to have 100 posts+reblogs in a day. post limit (the total number of original posts and reblogs) for a single day is 250. you heard me. 250. go hog fucking wild

7) it defaults to having a visible likes tab on your blog (but only on your blog, not the dashboard) but most people toggle it off

8) "tumblr clout" is a fucking joke. no one can see your follower count, and no one makes money here. there are no influencers. enjoy not giving a shit about maintaining a public persona. it's all anonymous and your employers won't find you here

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actually @ every fanfiction writer whether you wrote something that got thousands of reblogs and comments and became a staple in your fandom, or you wrote one fic and deleted it, or you write mutilchaptered fics that never get a final update, or write short fics, or long fics, or used to write and now you don’t, or you deleted/orphaned your works, or you only share with friends:

thank you.

sharing your writing is hard. and sometimes it’s thankless. sometimes it’s such a negative experience that I wonder how anyone does it at all. but you are needed; you are wanted. whether or not we properly acknowledge it, you are a vital part of fandom culture. thanks for sharing.

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Hi there!! I've noticed a couple of your Our Life headcanon requests and they're really good 😭 so I was hoping it would be okay if I requested some headcanons for Cove X an autistic S/O? I know a lot of symptoms overlap with ADHD so I get it if you wanna skip this one since you already did one for ADHD!! The fact that Cove himself is autistic just made it seem like it could lead to a really cute dynamic ;v; but again no pressure!! I hope you have a lovely day!!

A/N: Just wanted to reiterate as in the Kumon x Autistic! S/O that I am not diagnosed with autism (although now we suspect I may have it) but I also did research on how to write an autistic person as I don’t feel comfortable going by my experiences alone. If anything I’ve said is incorrect or insensitive, please correct me and I will address it immediately. If I missed anything, let me know and I’ll write more headcanons ♡ I hope you have a lovely day as well!!

CW(s): None

➸ Cove Holden

Cove Holden loves being able to relate to you with you both being autistic. He feels like he can understand you better, and that you can better understand him! 

If you find it hard to understand the implications in sentences or phrases, he’ll explain it to you with no questions asked. And if you prefer, he’ll also use tone tags in texts. 

He can get pretty anxious about social situations, so if you do as well he can’t help but breathe a slight sigh of relief that he’s not alone. But you both still try to support and help each other get through social situations, such as the banquets for the charity Cove volunteers for. You give each other excuses for breaks if you need to step out and have a breather, whether it be together or by oneself. 

Whenever you experience sensory overload around him, he’ll be there to help! He makes sure to have a conversation with you so he can have guidelines in place of things he should or shouldn’t do, as everyone is different when experiencing sensory overload, and will follow those guidelines when the need arises. If you’re able to communicate what caused/is causing the sensory overload, he’ll do his best to stop whatever it is or remove you from the situation if that’s what you’d like. 

If you get anxious about routine changes, he’ll try to keep a routine with you! He knows that consistency puts your nerves at ease and that having that disrupted can be anxiety inducing, so he does his best to not shift your routine. And if he doesn, he does his best to give you a warning beforehand, or if you’d like, he’ll help you cope with the routine change. 

Cove loves listening to you talk about your special interest(s)! He’ll listen to you talk about them for as long as you’d like to, never getting bored of you or the sound of your voice. 

If you like to stim and use stim toys, Cove will definitely get you new ones as gifts! No matter if it’s spin rings, chew necklaces, or stress balls, if he sees them being worn down due to your use, he’ll ask if you’d like a new one and get it for you! If you’re okay with surprises, he may surprise you with new ones as well. 

Cove just loves everything about you, and he feels closer to you that you can both share your experiences with a shared diagnosis. 

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A/N: I really like how this sounds, so XingYun fans be excited about this with me >:)

Xingqiu stared at the moonlight streaming through his open window. The curtains fluttered, and the distant sound of waves crashing against the shore could be heard. But despite the serene conditions around him, he just couldn’t find it within himself to write. Normally words would flow onto the pages before him, thoughts transforming into drying ink as the sound of his pen scribbling filled the room. But now, when he tried to think of sentences, phrases, words, even letters to place onto the page, the only thing he could think of was Chongyun. Chongyun who was powerful and graceful, with soft blue hair and the kindest eyes. Chongyun who’d dealt with Xingqiu since childhood and had stayed by his side through everything. No matter how many pranks Xingqiu’s mischievous self had done, Chongyun still stood by his side. 

And yet, friendship was no longer enough for Xingqiu. He wanted to know the way Chongyun’s lips would feel against his, how their hands would fit together when their fingers interlocked, how the earth and sky would bend around them when the space between them was no more. He wanted to familiarize himself with all the aspects that made Chongyun, Chongyun. From the curves in his fingers to the dips in his waist, Xingqiu wanted to memorize it all.

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Why you and Itaru Chigasaki Breakup

A/N: I’m delivering angst that nobody asked for into a generally dead fandom

❀ Itaru Chigasaki

Itaru isn’t the most attentive lover, more often than not choosing video games over spending time with you. Ranking in limited events and pulling for limited cards is something that feels like he chooses over you, despite the fact that he tries to involve you in it. He’ll ask you to do 10 pulls for him, cheering and calling you his “lucky charm” when he gets the card he wanted, but soon after he returns back to playing on his phone as you feel forgotten and cast aside.

He would miss dates sometimes, getting distracted when he was trying to level grind, and if his eyes happened to glance at the clock he’d swear as he reached for his phone to call you, apologizing for standing you up

It got to the point where you felt the need to go to the Mankai Company to essentially pick him up for your date. But even then he’d say “just one more level” as he kissed your cheek and returned to playing his video game

The worst part was that he didn’t always realize that what he was doing was wrong! He felt like he involved you enough, sitting next to you and pressing a soft peck to your temples when the loading screen appeared, but eventually it wasn’t enough. 

You confronted him one day, complaining about his priority of video games over you and above all else he just looked…confused. Like he had no clue what you were talking about. He had involved you– he’d played by your side, he’d co-op in games, he let you see a side of himself that he’d rarely show and still somehow you were unhappy? He just didn’t get it. 

The relationship ended soon after, you breaking it off, no longer wanting to deal with the heartache of not being a priority in Itaru’s life. 

But he fell deep, playing video games to try and forget the empty place beside him. His room felt cold without your warmth, and the rest of the Mankai Company seldom saw him after your breakup. But all Itaru Chigasaki could think about as he tried to distract himself was how selfish he was. How he shouldn’t have been late to your dates, how he should’ve spent more time with you that wasn’t in front of a screen, how he should’ve shown you just how much he loved you. But it was too late. Itaru would never be able to kiss you goodbye again, and it was all his fault. 

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uhh hi !! I was just wondering if i could request Cove with a s/o who's depressed/has depression? cove is my highest comfort character so yeah lol

A/N: I personally also have depression, but I tried to make it as general as possible and cover a wide variety of symptoms. I will not be touching on self-harm or suicidal thoughts though, as that can be incredibly triggering. Thank you for the request and I hope you’re well, anon ♡

CW(s): depression

➸ Cove Holden

When you start showing symptoms of depression, Cove is concerned to say the absolute least. He’s worried beyond belief, and he wants to do everything in his power to help.

Whenever you’re upset, Cove just wants to shield you away, holding you until it’s passed but he knows he cannot do that forever

He tries his best to bring you out of the house, to go surfing or sit on the beach, or even just get a bite to eat. But if you really don’t want to go out, he’ll sit in your room with you, comforting you when you need it. 

If you get angry at him, he doesn’t take it personally, knowing it’s a facet of your depression. But it doesn’t hurt him any less to see the flames of agitation burn in your eyes as you look at him. If he caused it, he will always apologize and give you time to yourself if you prefer. 

If you lose interest in your hobbies, he’ll push you to do what you love just a little. If you like to write, he’ll encourage you to go onto your laptop or grab the pen and just write whatever is in your mind, no matter how messy the thoughts. If you like to paint, he’ll encourage you to just put paint onto the canvas, no matter how nonsensical the brushstrokes. 

If you’re having trouble sleeping, he’ll stay up with you some nights just to talk and distract you from the weight on your chest. Or if you’d prefer, he’ll hold you as he sleeps peacefully beside you as he hopes his heartbeat will lull you to sleep.

When you’re upset and crying and wanting to scream at the world, he’ll hold you as long as you’ll let him. If you want to talk out what you’re feeling, he’ll be a nonjudgmental ear to listen, and if requested, he will help you think it through. For example, if you feel you are worthless, he’ll point out the ways in which you are full of worth and encourage you to point out things about yourself that are not worthless. 

Despite your depression, Cove will not love you any less. He will be there to help as much as you’d like and will stand by your side no matter what happens. 

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Hi Mocha! Do you listen to music while you write? If so, what type of music?

Hello there! Thanks for the question :D Yes, I do listen to music while I write. Most of the time, I'm in the living room typing while my dad watches TV, so I'll play music into my hearing aids (through Bluetooth) to drown out the TV. I usually listen to lo-fi or instrumental music as music with lyrics can distract me from the writing I'm trying to do.

Outside of writing, I listen to a little bit of everything, from pop to punk.

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For every “🌹” received in my inbox, I’ll post one random sentence of a random WIP I’m currently writing

A/N: Oh wow, the first and probably only time I put actually just one sentence. Also have fun trying to figure out which ship this is for ;) Hint: It's a wlw genshin ship

A flower fell in love with a sword, and together they wept what love they could not have.

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A few of these are probably referring to the date posting bug thing, but AAAAAAAAAAAH!