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diarioculto · 7 months

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reader being a college student and she feels very drained and charles being the best boyfriend ever and making her days better? idk midterms are kicking my ass i need comfort

YOUR WARM EMBRACE. ﹙ charles leclerc x reader ﹚

author’s notes: thank u sm for requesting this, anon !! i hope everything goes well for u and i’m veeery proud of you ♡ i hope u enjoy this x

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midterms season was here, and were you happy about it? absolutely… not.

from all the stress building up on your muscles to the countless all-nighters dedicated to studying, you felt like your brain was going to explode. midterms were a significant part of your grade and you knew that you had to be well prepared for them, even if you felt relatively confident in your skills. this cycle repeated itself for more days than you could count right now and you felt your energy drain by the minute. you were reading your textbook for the millionth time, words mixed up inside you head, when you heard your bedroom door creak open. you look up to find your boyfriend charles, body rested against the door frame and a worried look on his face.

he hated seeing you like this, even if the soft smile on his lips said otherwise. his heart ached every time he looked at your face, eye bags darker than usual and your smile faded into a more tired expression, lips always pursed.

« chérie, don’t you think that it’s time for a little break? » his soft voice echoes through the room, eyes scanning over your face. he hoped that you would stop, even if it was just for a couple of minutes. you look back at you textbook, an indecisive look on your face, and in that moment, he knew that you weren’t going to stop unless you were forced to. you were always stubborn, especially when it came to college.

charles’ footsteps grew louder behind you and, next thing you know, your textbook is close shut with a loud thud and everything you read evaporated from your mind.

« c’mon. » his arms slid around your waist, lifting you up from your seat and you can feel your body slowly melting into his touch. you were so tired. so so tired.

« i’m sorry… » you mumble under your breath as your body is pulled against his chest. he tucks your head under his chin as he rocks you back and forth and you can hear his heart beating faster by the second, your grip around his torso growing stronger.

« for what, my love? » you lift your head to look up at him only to find his gaze already on you, an eyebrow cocked in confusion. you don’t answer, finding comfort in the silence around you. instead, you tuck your head comfortably against his chest once again with a satisfied smile on your face, eyes fluttering shut. charles’ lips curve into a sweet smile as he feels yourself relax under his body and he swears that he can hear your soft snores amongst all the silence.

« i love you, chérie. and i’m so proud of you. » he kisses the top of your head as he keeps lullabying you, sun setting behind your intertwined bodies.

#i hope ur midterms go well!!#★ — request!#f1 #f1 imagine #f1 x reader #formula 1 #formula one #charles leclerc fluff #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc x reader

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suashii · 2 months

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are your study guides written on paper? i write mine by hand too if that’s the case and haven’t encountered anyone else who does in so long! i feel the pain of your hand hurting, especially around midterms. be sure to take rests every now and then :)

they are ! i don’t usually write them myself but i figured i wld try something different this time around to see if it wld help with my studying. . . but omg it’s been 4ever since i’ve used a pen for that long and it hurt so bad >.< lol but no worries, i am taking breaks ! here’s the first page of the one i finished yesterday :3

#₊⊹⁀➴ postcards #haven’t gotten to highlighting it yet but #i had to stop at one point lol #hope ur studies are going well !#and good luck on midterms if u’re currently taking them :3

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woozi · 6 months

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YZZZZZZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII WELCOME BACK MY BELOVED I MISSED YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

HELLO HI I SEE IT'S A NATIONAL HOLIDAY TODAY. HAPPY YZA DAY I HOPE YOU HAVE THE BEST DAY EVER BECAUSE YOU ARE THE BEST EVER AND I LOVE YOU <333333333333333333333333333333

is it still your birthday? is it on the 17th or the 18th? it's 1 am on the 18th for me right now and i hope i didn't miss it!!!!!

anyways i love you so much (and will say it 100000 times if you didn't catch me yelling it from the rooftops) and i hope you're well!!! giving you so many forehead kisses!!!!! and hugs!!!!

ok i go to bed now i'm getting loopy from the midterm induced sleep deprivation i love you~

#OH MY GOD XAN MY BESTIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE HI 🥺#icb i missed months worth of ur vernon of the day i am EVIL #BUT I MISSED U SM?????????????????????? IM SO HAPPY TO SEE U AGAIN??????????????????????#and if i told u im this emoji rn 🥹 im lich rally tEARING UP #U DONT KNOW HOW HAPPY THIS MADE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE #AND U HAVE ALWAYS BEEN SO SO SWEET TO ME WHAT DID I EVER DO TO DESERVE THIS #thank u so so much for ur well wishes 🥺#my birthday was on the 29th of july but what does it matter its yza day everyday 😋#thank u for even going out of ur way to greet me!!!!!!! I LOV UUUUUUUUUUUUU #HOPE U GET LOTS N LOTS OF REST U DESERVE ITTTTTTTTTTTTTT AND IM SURE U ACED THOSE MIDTERMS 😋😋#CANT WAIT TO HANG W U MORE AGAIN <333333333333 MWAHH #xanthe 🐢#fairyblue-alchemist #y.ask

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bahttery · 1 year

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meow

going crazy trying to solve this coding assignment im tempted to go ask jesus to code the damn thing

#answered #plus it's the start of simbang gabi or whatever #btw i hope ur midterms are going well luna #luna <3

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churipu · 12 days

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hii i hope ur midterms r going well !! ive binge read so many of ur work n js wanted to say theyre so amazing (´꒳`) i wanted a request for toji + any other character of ur choice x reader who stays up late n has difficulty sleeping (fluff),, thank u !! 🤍

𝗜𝗧'𝗦 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘 𝗔𝗠 !

────── 𝕴 . featuring. toji fushiguro x reader

────── 𝕴 . warnings. cursing, and mentions of toji being soft, i love him.

note. hi nonnie! thank you so much, you're too nice to me, and yes, my midterms went well! it's been so long since i've done the requests in my inbox, which is the sole reason to why i have closed my ask box so i could finish them all! although, the next time i open them, i won't accept requests for a bit. sorry for those who have visited my inbox and have waited for a long time for your piece to be done. // anyways, new theme = new layout!

"why aren't you in bed?"

toji's voice came out hoarse — he cleared his throat and approached you, sitting himself on the couch despite his heart caressing his ears, pleading for him to go back inside the bedroom and just lay back down on the bed.

the cotton surface of the couch dipped just as he practically threw himself down on it, holding back a loud yawn. you raised a brow, shoving the spoonful of cereal you mixed with milk five minutes ago, just before toji emerged from your shared room.

small yellow chips of cereal that had grown soggy, seeping in the white tasteless liquid dispersed into a mush inside your mouth. they weren't even solid as they're supposed to be, "can't sleep, you?"

"you weren't there."

old habits die hard. that's how the saying goes, and you undeniably agreed to that. the night is an old friend to you, never did your eyelids felt heavy when you were supposed to be in bed, asleep. it's not healthy, you're killing yourself doing this.

"you're such a baby," you mutter out, staring into space, feeling your eyes slowly dissociate — jaw moving in a slow motion, biting into wet and mush before you swallow them.

"y/n, it's three am, y' can't keep doing this stuff," toji scratches his nape, leaning his head back onto the couch rest.

despite your eyes staring into nothing, you could hear his words pretty well. in fact, toji had repeated the same words countless of times that you found yourself engraving it into your mind, "i know, i can't sleep. i know it's not healthy, if i could stop it, i would."

"you're scooping nothing, y/n."

this time, his statement pulled you back into reality. looking down to see that you were indeed scooping no soggy cereal chip, nor a drop of milk onto your spoon. chuckling out lightly, you stood up and sauntered over to the kitchen, dumping what was left of your cereal pieces into the sink.

"you should go to bed," you tell him, wiping your wet hands onto your shirt — crumpling up the fabric to soak them in the access waterdrops lacing your fingers, "'ts late."

toji scoffs lightly, "shouldn't i be saying that shit to you?"

no mistakes there. you emitted out a soft sigh, "i'm fine, i'll be back in bed in a few . . ." toji raises a brow skeptically. he never forgot the last time you said that, he woke up alone on the bed — and you were wide awake on the couch, watching the morning news.

"hell no. it's two of us or nobody goes back to bed, 'm not kidding." he mutters out, not realizing how harsh his voice came out as.

brows furrowed deeply, he looks at you. your disheveled (h/c) hair going all point in a compass points, the visible dark shade of exhaustion coloring under your eyes — and the light creases on the corner of your beautiful, tired eyes.

"can you not?" you mutter, pinching the bridge of your nose; honestly, you can't blame him at all, he's just a worried boyfriend and you were being stubborn.

"can i not what? worry about my own—" he stops mid sentence and shakes his head. toji was never a man of words, he doesn't express his affection to you through words. he's had moments, not a lot, but he's had them.

toji's a man of actions. he thinks that words mean nothing, which you knew, "'m tired, but i can't sleep, okay? i'll just hang out here a few more minutes and i'll come back to bed. you don't have to stay awake just because 'm awake."

"just shut up."

you stare at him, surprised. parting your lips, you try to speak again but toji beats you to it.

"can't i worry about you or something? you're my partner," he said, his then exhausted eyes now fully refreshed. a tinge of frustration coloring his greenish iris.

your eyes darted around for a bit, searching for words to spout out as a reply, "you don't have to worry about me, 'm fine. i promise. so, can you please just go to bed and stop worrying about me?"

"fuck that," he stands up, with heavy footsteps he darted towards you.

his figure grew in your view as he closes the distance between you and him. with a quick motion, he threw you over his shoulder, letting you dangle over his shoulder. at this point, you were too exhausted to even move a limb so you just laid there, not having the cell to even open your mouth.

toji walks over to the bedroom and he sat you down gently on the bed. on most occasions, he would throw you onto the bed playfully — but this was serious. he's pissed, and you're pissed.

"sleep."

you crane your neck upwards, face scrunching into one of annoyance, "i just told you that i can't—"

"try."

shaking your head, you said, "i can't, i've tried."

his finger brushed over your hair, smoothing them back down. he didn't reply to you. frankly, he finds it hard to be in the current position — as a kid, he was taught to never show his weakness. he grew up in a household full of so much hate that he forgot what love is.

here you were. vulnerable, in a weak state that toji has seen a lot before throughout your relationship. if this was anyone else, toji swore he'd tell them to suck it up because life isn't always what they think it ought to be.

but this isn't anyone else, it's you. y/n. the only person toji has showed his own vulnerable sides to — it's like a punch to his gut when he saw a bit of his younger self in you. he had nobody, and nobody had him.

it's different this time, it's not about him anymore. it's about you. you had him, and he had you.

toji inhaled sharply, his large hands slipping underneath your pits as he gently pushes you up. your feet dangled as he then pulled you into him, his right hand traveled onto the hollow of your back — and his left hand prepped your legs around his torso.

you felt like a child, "what're you doing?"

"shut up," he mutters out into the crook of your neck, "just try to get some sleep."

he pressed his lips onto your skin tenderly, making you shudder at the sudden contact — but you liked it. toji didn't stop, with an arm around your waist, and another under your thighs, he held you close to him.

warm and shallow breaths blew onto your skin like warm lights, it didn't tickle, you bury your head into the crook of his neck. copying his actions, "'m sorry."

toji grunted, "for?"

"just . . . everything," you murmur out.

his grip around your waist tightened, "'ts not somethin' to be sorry of, you can't control it. so just try and get some sleep," he muttered out, rocking side to side gently.

a faint smile appeared on your lips as you pulled your head back slightly, "you're too nice to me."

"don't get used to it," toji rolled his eyes.

"i love you too," you planted a kiss onto his lips briefly before returning your head into the crook of his neck, letting him lull you to sleep for the night.

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk #jjk fluff #jujutsu kaisen fluff #fluff #toji fluff #toji oneshot #toji x reader #toji fushiguro #fushiguro toji #toji fushiguro x reader #toji fushiguro fluff

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jaysbiceps · 8 months

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okay,, so sunoo is ur classmate who u thought was pretty cute, u thought that was..

as for sunoo he had.. many thoughts of u, just not as tamed as u, he thought about bending u over the table in class to show u who he really is,,,

fast forward to after midterms and ur class decided to go out to celebrate finishing at least halfway, sunoo catches ur eye once again and suddenly u guys are in a private room, u thought u were going to be the one to take the reins but sunoo finally shows u who he really is. his kind eyes change, with his sweater off, u finally can see his arms that are much more muscular than u had once thought and,,, well u can take it from here:)

That sounds so🥵🥵

Okay so sunoo definitely hated how you viewed him as just another cute guy you admired his looks from afar, he desperately wanted to change this and prove you he can be hot and mature as well

So when his chance comes and you're alone in a private room his animal instincts kick in, he just wants to show you how tough he can be, and boy is he tough and mean🤭

He'll start with asking for permission first, would look deeply into your eyes, "Do you really want this? Once I'm on it I won't be able to hold back" his hopeful pleading eyes looking for an answer, "Yes, sunoo I trust you, please" and after this? No coming back

He suddenly changes and his lust takes over, he rips off your clothes and tells you how bad he's gonna ruin you for everyone else, and you're so intrigued, how is this your adorable classmate?

He kisses you with so much lust, starts to knead your boobs hard, tweaking and pinching your nipples, making you moan into the kiss, then he'd hold your face and forces you to open up your mouth, he goes back to kissing you while his tongue wanders inside, you can feel both his passion and lust, you grip into his muscular arms to ground yourself since you start getting dizzy

He breaks the kiss, leaves a trail of kisses/hickeys along the way until he reaches your sopping pussy, he looks at you with a smirk, "awww, never thought you'd get this wet for the cutie innocent guy in your class, such a bad girl" that makes your pussy clench and gush more arousal, he laps all your juices without a warning and you start screaming of how much pleasure he's giving you, won't leave it until you came at least once or twice.

Then he'd massage his cock on your lips, just to tease you and have you begging for his cock, he slips it in at one go and goes "oops", he's a fucking meanie istg, and boy his pace will be brutal, you won't be able to walk the next two days or so, and it won't be just one round, he'll make sure to knock you up ofc too hehe

PLS NOW I NEED ME A SUNOO

#📝: answers #🔝: elle da babie #enhypen hard hours #enhypen smut #sunoo hard hours #sunoo smut

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pellucid-constellations · 2 years

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Hello! If you are still open for drabbles might I request the process of college!Bucky falling for you (bonus for frat!) - shown by him remembering all the small things you say/like - e.g. your fav coffee drink, ur holy grail skincare products, nervous habits, dreams and aspirations etc etc etc (I hope this isn’t too long for a drabble!) (also I love you dearly and you’re my favorite writer on this site)

Pairing: Frat!Bucky x Reader

Word count: 940

Warnings: None

a/n: I love writing college Bucky!! He is my fave <3

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“Since when do you drink that crap, Barnes?”

“Since now. Shut up.”

Sam made a face as he walked along the cracked concrete, eyeing the coffee cup loaded with far too much whipped cream as it jostled in Bucky’s hands. He hadn’t been there when Bucky ordered it, but it was the first thing he noticed when he met up with him to walk to class. That, and the fact that his friend was practically jogging to get to physics.

“Right… thought you were obsessed with those energy drinks?” Sam posed. He huffed as Bucky took another sharp right, effectively leaving him in the dust. “Man, will you slow the hell down? I’m saying words and you are ignoring them.”

Bucky spared him a glance over his shoulder. “We have a midterm today. Gotta get to class.”

“We’re ten minutes early and the building is literally right there.”

“I know,” Bucky smirked, a smile etched into the corners of his eyes. “Still gotta get to class.”

Sam scoffed and followed behind Bucky as he rolled his shoulders back and pushed into the lecture hall. In all honesty, Bucky was probably going to fail this midterm. He hated physics, and never really saw the point when it had nothing to do with his major. He had studied a little, but that had been with you, so really, he hadn’t studied much at all.

And, in all honesty, Bucky didn’t really care if he failed this midterm. He only cared that you passed it—hence being ten minutes early to a class he didn’t like with a coffee he would never drink.

He spotted you near the back just as Sam started going on about some fundraiser the frat was putting on this weekend. Bucky ignored him in favor of watching you pour over your laptop, your brows coming together in the way that always made him want to press his lips there to relive the tension. He felt his heart hammer in his chest when you took your lip between your teeth. He’d press his lips there, too, if you’d ever—

“Hey! Mr. Fundraising Chair, are you even listening?” Sam snapped, waving his hand in front of Bucky’s face.

Bucky blinked, tearing his eyes from you for about three seconds. “Yeah… yeah, Wilson, I heard you. Post on the instagram and make the freshmen set up the day before. Got it.”

“Okay, and what about the—”

“Talk later.”

Sam didn’t have time to protest, because Bucky was already ten stairs away from him and making impressive headway toward the back of the lecture hall. You looked up just in time to see his smile above you, the charm backlit by the horrible fluorescences in the room.

Bucky had to bite back an even larger smile when you squinted to see him better, the warmth in his chest making him feel impossibly light. He plopped into the seat next to you, and slid the coffee onto your table in greeting.

“Well, hello to you too, Bucky,” you laughed, wrapping your fingers around the cup. “You got me coffee?”

He tutted, leaning back into the small chair and throwing his arm around the back of yours. “I got you a seasonal drink. Big difference, since I’m pretty sure that’s hardly coffee.”

“And yet, you had to go to a coffee shop to get it.”

Bucky laughed, his head falling back when you side-eyed him over the whipped cream mess. He let his fingers brush your shoulder as his body shook, maybe on accident, maybe on purpose. Either way, he kept them there, his thumb circling a pattern into your sweater.

“I guess I did,” he admitted. “One of the first times I’ve been in that place, actually.”

You sat up a little straighter. “Oh yeah, you hate coffee. You decide to try it out this morning or something?”

Bucky resisted the urge to brush the strand of hair by your cheek behind your ear as he smiled, leaned in, and said, “‘Course not. But after how hard you were studying last night, I figured you could use something for good luck before the test.”

You let out a quick breath and scrambled back toward your computer, opening up a powerpoint Bucky was sure you already knew by heart. He watched as you scanned the words and the models and bounced your knee under the table, as if briefly speaking to him had made you forget everything you needed for this midterm.

“Sorry, Bucky,” you mumbled, bringing your thumb up to bite the nail. “I just really need to get an A in this class.”

God, you were so endearing. And nervous. His heart clenched in his chest as he reached up for your wrist, slowly pulling your hand down and setting it in his lap instead. If he couldn’t kiss you, he’d find another way to calm you down.

“Y/n, you got this. I know you’re gonna kill this test and then you’re gonna get into all those PhD programs you told me about. Even the one with the crazy advisor that won’t answer your emails.”

Your smile was slow and disbelieving as you took him in. “You remember all that?”

“How could I forget? The prettiest girl I’ve ever met decides she wants to talk to me, of course I’m gonna listen.”

You gave him a playful glare, one Bucky was pretty sure he had memorized by now. “You sure are a charmer, aren’t you, Barnes?”

It was with honesty that he replied, “Only for you, sweetheart.”

Two rows down, Sam was rolling his eyes.

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky x reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes #college!bucky #drabble

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universallychaoticpan · 1 year

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I'm assuming that ur request is open can u do where (separate) Dazai and Fyodor's gf have 3 breakdowns over their 1 week long midterm/Exams. But problem is that s/o don't won't to cry & make themselves look like a fool in front of her genius bf. I studied but its still so hard & I'm so stressed that my mind cannot process information.

Anon, you have guess correctly, as my requests are always open. And I relate, I was so stressed trying to cram for midterms for two of my worst classes and then I go and get sick lmao. Anyway, though this is coming out later than anticipated, I hope everything turned out well for you. Come back any time and I hope you enjoy :))

Hurriedly, you wiped the tears from your bleary eyes, glancing over at the clock. It's glaring red numbers - not made any softer by the single lamp you had on - read 3:42 and you groaned into your hands. The words on the page in front of you blurred together, both because of your exhaustion and how much you had cried. Your coffee was cold, having failed to lend you any energy hours ago, and you froze as you heard the floor by your bedroom door creak. No matter how bad it was, you couldn't let Osamu see you this way. Sweet, cocky, charming Osamu Dazai who never had to try. Dazai who was practically a genius, who sometimes forgot what day it was but never failed to ace all of his classes without the sleepless nights you had to put in.

Honestly, you couldn't understand what he saw in you. Compared to him, anything you did seemed small; if he ever really tried, he could probably cure cancer. And you loved him. But it was nights like these that you doubted every time he ever said he loved you. Why would you? You couldn't hold a candle to him. What were you doing? Studying endlessly for an exam to pass a class to earn a degree that would let you work forever. The thought made you even sadder.

Now you were so blind to anything but the notes in front of you you didn't notice your boyfriend, rubbing sleep from his eyes and brushing his dark hair from his still glittering eyes (how he managed to always look so awake you would never know, the man had a worse sleep schedule than anyone you'd ever met) as he pulled up a chair beside you.

"You know, if this was me, love, you would be scolding me to get to bed and 'get some sleep for once in your life.'"

You jumped, hiding your face in your hands. "The hell are you doing here?"

"Well I was terribly thirsty and imagine my surprise when I find you here of all places."

"No Dazai," you sighed. "I mean why are you here? Compared to you I look like a failure- anything I can do, you can do better with your eyes closed and your hands tied behind your back. So why are you here instead of with any of the other genius girls in this place?"

Dazai blinked. His eyebrow lifted, a questioning look making his lips turn up. "Love, you know how our professors always say there are no stupid questions? That was probably the exception."

"But I don't stand a chance against you! I'm not as impressive or-"

"Y/n listen!" Dazai looked exasperated, rubbing his eyes as he gathered himself. "What's so wonderful about you is how you always put everything you have into the things you do. You're right, you aren't like me; you're better and that's why. You have to care about the things you do, because your passion decides the outcome. And one can not be apathetically brilliant. Remember that."

You smiled, laughing through a sob as you felt his arms close around you, leaning into his chest and breathing him deep. "Now please," he sighed, "can we please go back to sleep?"

Fyodor grumpily turned over, eyes assaulted by the glow of your laptop.

"My love it is four in the damn morning, respectfully, what could you possibly be doing?"

Before he could see, you released your lip from between your teeth, blinking away your tears and steadying your shaky voice before you said a thing.

"Nothing, don't worry. Just go back to sleep."

There was a slim chance he'd believe you; you loved how smart he was, but now you were hoping to heaven and hell that he wouldn't take a second look. If he did, he would see the raw skin of your upper lip where you pulled it off, the streaks of dry tears making lines of your skin glow just a bit brighter. He would have seen the heavy way your eyelids begged to close, the dark shadows beneath them bringing light to your exhaustion.

Of course he saw it all. He sat up beside you, closing your computer and looked you in the eye. His eyes were made for the dark; staring through you even now.

"You're the one always preaching to everyone else how important it is to care for oneself hm?" He held your chin gently, forcing you to look at him. "I should hope you haven't forgotten your own words?"

"You're one to talk," you muttered. "You've never had to try at all. I hardly think you're in the position to lecture me."

To your surprise, he laughed; the sound was low in his throat and soothing in the heat of the dark.

"Perhaps my love, but you're not in the right either. We both know this won't help you."

"Better than doing nothing."

In a second, he had your body pressed into his own. He rolled you away from your laptop, switching your positions on the bed while keeping his arms around you.

"Do not dismiss your well being so easily, dorogaya. What magic takes place when you sleep." He drew a finger down your nose, making you giggle in spite of yourself. "I watch as the night takes your weary bones and crafts them new for the day. I watch you become new each night, washed clean in a midnight sea as your mind creates stories for you to call kingdoms."

"Poetic bastard," you grinned, as you sank into him with each slow exhale. You could feel your spine release when his hands slipped beneath your shirt, his palms warm on your skin.

"The day waits for you; it will come. Do not rush it. Enjoy the night with me."

#dazai x reader #osamu dazai x reader #fyodor x reader #fyodor dostoyevsky x reader #dazai bungou stray dogs #fyodor bungou stray dogs #bsd #bungo stray dogs #bungo stray dogs x reader #bsd x reader

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reverie-starlight · 1 year

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hello, hope ure doing well :D may i please request an akaashi fic where the reader is going thru grief of the passing of their mother and can’t focus in class leading onto low grades for their semester exam making them feel even worse bc that’s not what their mom wants (reader always gets good grades) and reader feels like a disappointment and just breaks down one day?? i’m so sorry if this is too specific, just finding it hard to cope and no one understands!! thank you so much <3

ANON I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG, but I have literally been dealing with exactly what you requested (still am, but now I'm on reading week so :P). And since I'm literally writing this immediately after a rough grieving session of my own, I feel like now I can tackle it and do it justice. bc... as someone who also used to get good grades before my mom died then started almost failing everything after... this hits hard!!

And just another little side note, I'm so sorry for your loss. if you ever want to reach out to talk to someone who's going through the same thing, my inbox or my messages are always open <3 dead mom club solidarity !! thank you so much for your request, anon and again i'm SO sorry this took so long.

{Grades and Grief- Akaashi}

warnings: death of mother (mentioned and focused on, no descriptive details), depression/grief, anxiety, this counts as hurt/comfort right? fluff and lots of support from akaashi. university life needs to be a warning tbh so its here.

gn!reader, timeskip!akaashi (except it's more like, in between the time skip cause it's university)

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your heart dropped as you opened your emails and saw that the grades for your midterms had been posted.

on one hand you were hopeful. maybe you did better than you expected? maybe you would open up the online portal and see that you passed. just a pass, that's all you were hoping for at this point.

you ignored the way your stomach twisted at the fact that all you wanted was a pass. you used to be at the top of your classes in high school, and now you were barely scraping by.

but deep down you knew it would be a failing grade. it was getting impossible to hope for anything better. you could barely find it in yourself to go to class some days, let alone actually study. it required more brain power than you could expend.

and on the days you did go to class, you felt like a zombie. mindless, lethargic, stupid. definitely not in any condition to take notes that were good enough to aid you.

you opened the email and sighed. another fail. you tried to convince yourself that you'd do better next time. that you'd start studying earlier, you'd go to your professor's office hours and ask questions, you'd do the work that needed to be done.

your future was at stake, why couldn't you just put in the the work-

this was one test in one class. there would be other chances to raise your grade.

breathe.

how many times can I keep telling myself that before I stop believing it? before it becomes an empty promise?

breathe. you'll be okay.

it's self-sabotage, how much longer can I just stay like this? mom wouldn't have wanted this for me. she'd want to see me succeed. I'm such a-

breathe.

you tried to do exactly what your boyfriend kept telling you: be kind to yourself. "you're grieving the death of someone who was supposed to be there your whole life. the one person you never thought would leave. it's completely natural to be struggling with your mental health right now. don't be mean to yourself." is what he had said. "take the time to feel what you need to feel, bottling it up will only make it worse."

you sighed and curled yourself into a ball on your bed. you were finding it hard to breathe.

feel what you need to feel, huh? when was the last time you had a good cry session, anyway?

the tightness in your chest only grew as you started to tear up. you tried to keep the thoughts of being a disappointment to your mother away, but you glanced at the picture of her smiling face on your nightstand and winced.

if she could see you know, you wondered if she would be angry or comforting.

grieving was one of the loneliest experiences anyone could ever deal with. unique to each person, not one person to share the same memories with, becoming acutely aware of your own timeline. and not something that happens often to young people. none of your friends understood. they could try, but they'd never get it. and sometimes you felt like they didn't even care enough to attempt it.

you've never felt more alone and you've never been more aware of it.

"and if you ever need comfort, I don't know how much help I'll be, but I'm always here to listen. it's never going to be too much."

so instead of dwelling on it, you picked up your phone and called the one person who would.

it took three rings for akaashi to pick up.

the smile in his voice immediately soothed you. anything related to your boyfriend felt like a blanket to you. comforting, warm and soft. "hello, my love, to what do I owe the pleasure?"

you sniffed and tried to get some words out without choking up. "keiji," his name came out pitifully.

"oh sweetheart, what's wrong?"

"can you come over, please? I need you."

"of course I can, I'll be right there. I love you."

"I love you, please be careful."

the second you hung up the phone, you let more tears fall freely. you didn't even know what you were crying about anymore, there were so many emotions mixed up inside you. but for some reason you didn't want to fully let loose while you were alone. you wanted comfort when you were at your most vulnerable- comfort and validation you weren't capable of giving yourself in that moment. there was only one other person who could give you that now.

while you waited, you thought more about your mother. it really wasn't fair that you had to lose her, why did she have to go? it didn't matter how long it had been since she passed, this type of pain will be everlasting, you thought.

ten minutes later you heard the door to your apartment unlock and you got up to greet him. he had a bunch of bags in his arms that he set down the minute he saw you walk out of your room.

he held his arms open and you crashed into him immediately. finally you felt safe enough to let the dam break. akaashi shushed you as you sobbed into his chest, rubbing your back gently and whispering soft affirmations into your ears.

"what happened, my love?"

"I- I failed another test," you hiccupped. "and I don't know what to do to help myself get out of this hole."

"oh dear... it's going to be okay."

he tenderly picked you up and carried you to the bedroom and you continued to cry into his shoulder. his heart broke at the sound of your whimpers.

once you were both settled comfortably on your bed, you took one of his hands and played with his fingers. "keiji, am I a disappointment?"

he shook his head before you could even finish speaking. "never."

"I just feel like I'm letting so many people down, myself included, but mainly my mom... her one request throughout my whole life was that I do my best in school. and now I'm failing and I can't help but think-" your voice cracked and he cupped your cheek with his other hand.

"baby, look at me. you are not a disappointment, okay? you are so far from that ever even being a possibility. and she would be so proud of you."

you looked up at him and your eyes widened. "but I'm not living up to her expectations-"

"you're doing your best. she would understand that."

"I'm not, though!" a flash of red hot anger ran through you. "I'm not doing my best! If I were doing my best, I'd be passing. I'd be studying, paying attention in my classes and not just staying in bed. not just staring at the ceiling and dissociating for hours when I need to be working on assignments. I'm not doing my best and I don't know how to fix it!" instead of getting upset at you for blowing up, he just listened to what you were saying.

as you got up to pace the room, you kept ranting. "I know something needs to change, I can't keep going on like this, but it's like I'm stuck, keiji, I don't know what to do and I'm so angry. and I'm tired, exhausted, actually. I hate this, I feel useless. I'm in limbo. I don't know why I can't force myself to change, but I'm absolutely not doing my best."

true anger wasn't an emotion you felt often before your mom died, but now you were well acquainted with it. you thanked your lucky stars you scored a partner as patient as akaashi.

"have you considered that you're doing the best with what you have right now?"

you paused and looked at him. "what?"

he shifted and took your hand. "my love, you've been through something extremely traumatic. you've told me before that you've been in survival mode for a very long time now. that's not your fault. you can't control it on your own. keeping that in mind, you absolutely are doing your best. you get up and keep going everyday. even though it scares you. you're still kind, and actively striving to be a good person. this rough patch is temporary, everything will be okay. she would be proud of you for everything you've overcome so far."

you bit your lip and looked down, shaking your head. "what if this is 'my best' forever? what if I'm not capable of changing anymore?"

"anyone is capable of change at any given time, my love, you're the one who told me that. I promise you, everything will be okay. and besides," he tugged your hand to guide you onto his lap. "the willingness to change and not just refuse to heal is there."

"but what if it takes too long?"

"it won't. there's no such thing as too long, everyone's healing process is different. and you have me by your side as well, ready to help however you need." he finished his speech with a kiss to your nose and you smiled a bit.

"...thank you, keiji. I love you."

"I love you too, dear. I'll be here as long as you'll let me."

"forever, if that's alright with you?"

"of course, my love." his arms tightened around you.

"can we stay like this for a bit longer?"

"mhmm, you've had a big day. we can cuddle for as long as you need."

you buried your face into the crook of his neck and planted a few kisses. "I love you,"

he kissed the top of your head. "I love you too, sweetheart."

you repeated the phrase over and over again, smiling a little wider each time he returned the sentiment with a kiss to your face.

"can I ask you one more thing?"

"go ahead."

"are you proud of me despite me failing so much this year?"

"I'm so proud of you, baby. nothing would ever change that."

looking up at him with wide eyes, he just smiled and leaned down to kiss your lips. "so proud of my baby. always trying their best. so sweet, so kind, just needs to be loved on a little extra sometimes. all mine."

a happy sigh was released, and with it, most of the tension in your body, so you rested against your boyfriend. "all yours."

you felt a lot better now. not perfect, and still uncertain about some things, but at least with akaashi there you knew you didn't have to go it alone.

~BONUS SCENE~

after a while of cuddling in bed, a thought hit you and you shot up, obviously in a clearer, less fuzzy state of mind.

"love, what were all those bags you had earlier? did you stop somewhere before you came?"

his eyes widened a bit and a blush spread over his cheeks. "yes and no. uh... before you called, I was actually picking us up some food and other things for a stay-in date night. I was planning on surprising you today."

you could have burst into tears again at how cute his confession was. "keijiiiii, you're so sweet!" you ran your fingers through his hair a bit and he melted into the touch. "what a sweet boy I have," you cooed.

he made a noise of protest and you giggled. "can we go see what you bought? please?"

he nodded and smiled at you. he was so glad you seemed to be in better spirits now. there wasn't anything akaashi keiji wouldn't do to see you happy.

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this was literally just me projecting holy shit. that was really a look inside my brain, wow. but anon I hope you enjoyed it!! and I hope it was worth the wait, I'm so so so so sorry it took so long. this is the first thing I've managed to write in a while (and I wrote this all in one sitting!!). But the ask was very therapeutic for me, I really need this type of validation :'D

#akaashi x reader #akaashi keiji x reader #akaashi keiji fluff #akaashi x reader fluff #akaashi x reader angst #akaashi keiji angst #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x reader fluff #haikyuu x reader angst

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kodaiki · 2 months

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HAI audrey and to you all who r reading this 😱😱😱 hope u did good on ur midterms pookie 😘, ANYWAYSSS I JUST THOUGHT OF SOMETHING, imagine gojo and y/n driving just casually and of course gojos driving and y/n is just the sweetest passenger princess and gojo just gave her a gift, a custom made little toy wheel in pink ofc!!! those ones for kids to play with in the car cuz y/n doesnt know how to drive so like gojo lets her play around with it while theyre going to a mcdonalds take out, the cashier didnt even recognize them but just said her wheel is so cute and proceeded with theyre day not knowing they were THEM if yk what i mean 😋 thats all… just random thoughts… thanks for listening pooks 😘😘

-❄️

aw thanks, they went relatively well!! LMAOO imagine y/n pulling up to a function with this in her passenger side

#♡⃕ mailbox!#❁ anonie #❄️ anon

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boxwinebaddie · 3 months

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hi nina!!!! hope you're doing well :) i was just scrolling through the rm side char board and i noticed some glasses in the recents for the clyde section, so does he wear glasses? :3

*cue uncle nina doing the bad austrailian accent again*

good eye, mate!!!

but speaking of eyes ( moreso bad than good, however ) and glasses and such as it pertains to dear clyde, allow me to amend ur question:

does clyde NEED to wear glasses?

yes.

does clyde WEAR his glasses?

aaaabsolutley not.

which!!! okay! to be FAIR, he's not blind as shit like kyle, he can see just fine without them, he just needs them to read...but clyde is big man on campus, 2 cool 4 school, mr. super fantastic, like he's got a reputation to uphold!!! ( and by that i mean his rage cage record ) so the only glasses he's going to be caught dead w/ are Shot & Pint.

and like you'd think he'd be willing to put his clyde pride away for like 90 minutes a day to be able to read anything in his law class but nooooope!!! like what? let those LOSERS see him? wearing their nerd gear??? Hell No Brother! so across all his classes he's effectively useless and people assume its because he's a dumbass ( which! excuse me he is smart, he's just lazy and doesn't apply himself! ) but it's actually bc he can't fuckin read anything lmao...

( should he just get contacts? maybe? but like thats waaaaay too much work. he'd fall asleep with those in and the lens would have to be like surgically removed from his eyelids...no contacts 4 clyde )

the funniest part about all of this to me and specifically clyde acing that literally impossible professor mackey midterm that got him grouped w/ jersey, heidi and tolkien or scoring higher than kyle is that because he couldn't really read that test, he quite literally did just draw a picture with the scantron dots...it was a parasaurolophus btw.

which is clydes favorite dinosaur!!! <3

okay...i'm so sorry: small clyde sidebar bc i love clyde.

i gave rm!clyde ~A Touch Of The 'Tism~ which, is undiagnosed but like what's clyde's dickhole dad gonna do??? get him tested??? that man doesn't care and there is no way he's going to let his political campaign and chances at winning governor get even more fucked by having a fuckboy degenerate son...with autism. so! nope!

nevertheless...clyde's thing....is Dinosaurs.

LIKE CLYDE LITERALLY LOVES DINOSAURS OH MY GOD HE COULD TALK FOR HOURS ITS SO UNSERIOUS!!!! he was that kid in elementary school with the big ass dinosaur books and a lot of the boys just gathered around it bc they thought it was Cool but clyde literally just thought they were epic and fascinating and got hardcore obsessed with them. his minor is in archeology <3 ( also yes i do think that him and craig just have crazy autistic boy stim moments and like talk over each other talking abt their thing and watch the land before time & red racer; its their superbowl everytime )

okay, sidebar almost over but please note, if you accidentally start talking about dinosaurs, it will trigger a moment for clyde and he will just start telling you about different types of dinosaur mating patterns and you just gotta listen, i'm sorry -- tolkien does think its cute and sketches clyde when he's babbling a lot bc his face is very expressive also his eyes get v shiny...i love u clyde.

BUT YES!!! CLYDE DOES NEED TO WEAR GLASSES!!! this meme of rilakkuma in the facemask and the glasses and the thrasher sticker is way too real. but yeah he doesnt want to look like a DORK so he almost never puts them on unless he's completely alone and under the radar. tolkien does find them one day cleaning and is like "clyde, don't you need to wear these" and clyde is like NOOO LOL THOSE ARENT MINE LIKE DONT THROW THME IN THE TRASH OR ANYTHING LOL MY WEB COMIC IS OUT TOMORROW BUT LIKE THEYRE NOT MINE LOOOL...i love u dork jock clyde.

my fave post rm college thing is that clyde actually stays on to pursue his law degree/become an actual lawyer and ravenstan goes back to college bc he never got the chance to go to actual school and goes into...some sort of smart, stem boy thing based around plants, botany, zoology, stuff like that.

BUT THEYRE BOTH DOING BIG BRAIN SMART BOY THINGS AS LIKE THE MOST BI DISASTER NEURODIVERENT BOYS OF ALL TIME stan is like oh my god math is so hard pls hold me dude i'm gonna fail my ecology exam dude fmllll and clyde is like bro when ur dad stops paying for ur grades and u actually have to do homework??? wtf do u mean this is due at midnight ITS BOYS NITE

meanwhile tolkien is just doing art boy things and painting and making sculptures submitting his stuff to galleries and kyle is shadowing guidance counsellors in elementary schools and doing elem ed interning stuff like skhdlkshkd amazing and fantastic.

that's all thanks for coming to my ted talk!

-uncle nina, nerd jock clyde agenda

#i'm so sorry i love talking abt the side characters #i love rm clyde hes so fkn cute to me #he's doing his best #i do think on like clydes birthday or on a stressful day for him tolkien has a package sent to the dorms and is like open it #and its like one of those big tubs of all the plastic dinosaurs or like a gigantic jurassic park lego set and hes SOOOO STOKED #amazin and fantastic #he does wear the glasses later on when he's doing hot shot lawyer boy things he does look good btw i am obsessed w him #clyde in the supreme shirt shotgunning a beer writing his ethtics essay lmaooo #but yes sorry this was written in such a criminally insane way idk how to be normal #also clyde and craig just both being weird...i love them

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mysicklove · 3 months

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i just read your post abt the midterms and i’m in shock?? ugh i literally hate ur teacher and i don’t even know her.. i hope everything goes well :(

laying in bed rn and thinking about how i have to go talk to the dean in a bit and trying not to **** myself

#💌 - love letters #secret admirer #💖#FUCK MY TRACHER

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aft3rhrs · 2 months

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hi bubs, I hope ur doing well. I’ve been binge reading all ur works since midterms ended and I love ur writing style so much💋 I can always feel the emotions of the words as I’m reading.🫶🏾

do you want me to kiss you........ 😩🫠 thank you so much I love you <3 how is writing going for you honey?💕 how are you doing? 💕

#preparing kisses and the envelope for the post #asks #cherry 💗

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seoafin · 6 months

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i don’t know why i’m dumping this in your asks so i apologize i’m advance for this mess. i started uni this year in september and i swear it’s been the worst 2 months of my life. i’ve made NO friends, i’m not that excited about my program (although i can cope with it) and i have no motivation to do any studying at all. i know i need to get my act together but my self control is so bad i wanna just curl up in a ditch and doomscroll my life away. despite all the free time i have with not studying, i don’t find other ways to be productive and do hobbies that used to be happy. i’m so severely co-dependent on my 2 friends who go to different schools and spend almost all day talking to them instead of doing anything. i’m literally writing this as i have a midterm tmr and i’ve done next to no studying for it. i just feel like i’ve hit a wall in all aspects of my life and not sure how to overcome it AT ALL. the midterm tmr is for a class i’m taking which i need to get a certain grade if i want to end up majoring in that specific area, which i want to, and i know it’s important and i shouldn’t act like this and i need to get it together but i’m so scared of how much i don’t care for anything at all rn. sorry for dumping this but if you have some advice at all please free to answer but i also think this might be uncomfortable to talk about so no worries if it gets ignored🫶🏼🫶🏼

on a side note i adore your blog and love all your insights and opinions on whatever you’re talking about. you’re super well spoken and it’s easy to see how intelligent you are!! i hope ur having a great day/week/month/year.

hiiiii i hope your midterms went well!!!!

you need to get yourself together RIGHT NOW. not to be unnecessarily serious but if you don't start developing semi healthy studying habits and add structure to your schedule, these habits will follow you. don't throw your efforts away into the gutter like that!!! you got into college!!!! that's huge!!! honestly the biggest thing that helped me was leaving my apartment/dorm and studying somewhere not in my. there needs to be research done on why i feel 1000x more productive sitting in a cafe and working than i do at home, but it works. go to the library and work there! going out and getting some fresh air always makes me feel better. as for friends i know people always talk about joining clubs, so i won't repeat myself. personally i made my friends by going to school sponsored events and talking to people. college is soooo hard. and it's lonely not just for you but a lot of people!!! it's easy to stay dispassionate but you gotta move past it.

don't be afraid to invite people out!!! and if you do, make a date and time immediately. don't just say 'oh we should do this' but actually agree on a time and date. get it done. also people like to be remembered and thought of don't be afraid to text them!!! yes not everyone is going to want to be your friend. it's okay to be hurt. but don't let that stop you from reaching out because i promise someone will want to be your friend too.

#i also spent freshman year in the gutter so i feel you #it was super disorienting and isolating i don't think i've talked about it on this blog before #but i met the majority of my friends senior year of college actually literally last year when i was abroad!!!!#and i met a bunchhh of people at my internship in japan literally 2 months ago 2 of which are visiting me in the city soon #pleaseee let me know how you are i hope everything gets better!!!!#ask

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mochinon-yah · 21 days

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uh i may have sent my ask too soon without completing it hejsjdjsksj im using mobile 😭

ANYWAY midterms are over thank god but i'm back at school again cuz spring break was only a week long and i turned 20 since it happened to start on my bday back in march mweheheh

BUT YEA AJDJSJJDHDJS LIKE I WOULD EXPECT A HIGH SCHOOLER TO KNOW WHAT A FRIGGIN SCORPION IS??? LIKE HELLO??? but yea! my bf is like albedo but edgy/emo? like usually wears darker clothing and hoodies, but he's really cute (will deny being called that and insists im cuter) and he's super sweet too so things are going rlly well!

anyway social anxiety is like. the bane of existence. especially as a college student and being an adult so thats fun to deal with aha :"D i don't really like the attention either since it makes me feel cornered so i just kinda make myself as small as possible or hide next to one of my friends- like. i make my body language pretty obvious when i don't want to socialize but people do it anyway hhhhhh

also nw! i've never read pride and prejudice but it sounds interesting! :D but i can relate to not being able to sit and read for long periods of time ehe (meanwhile i'm having an artist block-)

NUU DONT APOLOGIZE TAKE UR TIME-

KSWMJWWKQM YEAH, YOUR LAST WISH IS NOT HAPPENING LMAO 😭☝️since i'm on a break from school, i got extra lazy and just played hsr/draw smth inside my room for most of the time, sleeping at 5 am and waking up at 2 pm has been my new sleeping schedule 😭😭 i hope your sleeping schedule is much better than mine lol

*cough* anywayyyy

Weweweee, i don't know how many people have said it to you, but happy birthday and congratulations for making it to 20! I'm sure the journey for you to make it this far is not smth small, so i wanna shout out to you that you're verryyy amazing, and you earn a head pat and also a hug from yourself or from someone that you're already comfortable with 🫂

Well, you earn more than just a head pat and a hug, but i'll just say those two to make it simple :]

AND AYOO???? "will deny being called that and insists im cuter" THAT IS SO CUTE FROM BOTH YOUR BF AND YOU JSJSJAKQIWK- what is this cutesy couple thingy that i have only heard from people.... it was actually real???

Moving on lmao- YEAH, ME TOO!!! I make my body language obvious to people when i don't want to interact but people do anyway, altho if they were just asking for a way to a place or smth simple, i'm like okay with that. But if someone talks to me when i really don't want to talk, i'd be making a weird face (honestly i look like i'm constipated-) first for a quick second before i face that person lmao

Actually, i started pride and prejudice because of a fanfic LMAOOO. The fanfic itself was just a bunch of things from classical novels, and i got interested real fast since it was yandere-themed lol (the fanfic was so SILLY SKWKWSK i lop it)

I'll just respond you with this after you said that you're having an artist block:

Good luck, vivi 😭💪

#reli-answers : vivi <3 #EHEBNSKA LMAO #why do i seem so silly every time i talk with someone 🥲#(secretly wanting to be seen as cool and that people can depend on me /silly)#(but that's not gonna happen cuz haha i love my me time too much 😭🙏)#okay i don't wanna ramble more here-

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