#i needa ignore this post

[syrips]

so i was embarrassed to post about this (or i forgot that i did) but about 5 months ago i was looking at bat sanctuaries/houses near where my future spouse lives and they have one of the largest bat houses in the states and i just literally broke down crying because of how adorable they are and how i can bat watch them with my partner and his family and oh my heaarrttt im gonna get emotional again

#theyre SO CUTE #GODDD #GOTH BABY PUPPIES #wiping tears rn help #my partners afraid of bats too #so he'd be entirely fine with me taking the lead in rescuing or helping them #omg i can call the bat home too to help the lil babbyy #aaaaaaaaaaa #i needa ignore this post #goodbye gonna listen to pop music

[pcstan]

Do yall have any requests for my next sketch dump!!

#inbox always open for literallly anything #except for bny #.... #also exams period starting soon so i may be a bit gone during that time #but lets be fr ill keep posting and ignoring everyone telling me i needa study

[chambers003]

i want to go through and show off all the mcyt skins that i really just love

#ignoring the asks #the 100hrs hardcore essay #rereading stuffed bird #continuing scar hc7 #i was reminded by something. i needa do it #my post

[vicissitude]

way too attached to my bg3 drow i cant think of doing a durge run as anything other than him. hrm

#how many evil playthroughs can i do before it just gets exhausting #i needa do a valendrias write up. hate him #also ignore that my literal last text post was me getting mad at bg3. moment of weakness there #devil.txt

[howtobuildagirl]

hysterical girl

always upset

constantly being asked "is it your time of the month?"

always overshadowed by people despite being just as/more talented than them

screams into her pillow

voice goes up to 2000 decibels when shes angry

"whats in retrograde rn?'

live laugh love pearl

keeping up w the kardashians>>>

the mascara drama (iykyk) is her life force

love/hate relationship w her dad (mostly love)

hates all her friends

#pearl #pearl isnt THAT big of a theme in this post buttt she inspired this post just a wee bit #buildagirl #i cld also do another version of this later but idrk #i rlly needa stop treating the tags like my twt profile #ignore how i forgot the picture when i first posted this... #omg ive had to edit this sm help

[princessbrunette]

OKAY WAIT- can we pretty pls have ur thoughts on the pussy throb moment but w rafey?? cause i honestly feel like you’d be trying to lock in and ignore it outta sheer embarrassment and not wanting to interrupt him but he just smells so good and his hands and thighs r just so big and yummy so u can’t stop ur body from reacting and him being his cocky self would ofc be all like “you think i can’t tell when my girl needs me?? you’re not slick babe🤨😑” tysm if so, the jj drabble was just tew good i needa hear it w my man 🤭

— with love, 🏵️<3

જ⁀➴₊⊹ ♡

rafe didn’t consider himself much of a gamer, but every so often he’d indulge — xbox controller in his grip as he’d play some kind of sports game, 2K to be exact, muttering to himself about how topper was fucking up the team or how kelce was taking all his shots.

you being you, had to be on him at all times — just not understanding why on earth he’d rather play his stupid game with his friends online instead of give you all his attention, despite spending the entire day with you at the beach — but that doesn’t matter! you were back at tannyhill now, and you needed your fix of rafes dick so you’d be able to sleep properly that night.

he rests his controller on your ass as he plays, laying forward on his lap in your booty shorts, covered cunt feeling the lengthy weight of him in his post-shower-sweatpants snug against you. you bite your lip each time he jolts at a bad play, swearing under his breath.

“raaafe, when are you gonna be done playing?” you don’t wanna nag, but you missed his attention and you needed to be out of your shorts soon because you just couldn’t take it. maybe it was because he’d been so good to you all day, you were feeling spoiled.

“soon, a’ight lemme just — lemme just finish this.” his response is noncommittal, trailing off in concentration towards the end. as he plays, he takes a couple of seconds to adjust on the bed, getting more comfortable against the headboard and inadvertently lifts his hips up, spreading his legs beneath you a little more — all but pressing his natural bulge harder into your cunt for a moment making you sigh out.

you’re silent, trying to be a good girl so you end up getting your way when he’s finished and you latch your bottom lip under your teeth, feeling yourself starting to soak the inside layer of your shorts as you clench around nothing. you whimper sadly to yourself, and without taking his eyes off the screen, your boyfriend fixes his parted lips to speak.

“know i can feel that shit, right?”

dazed, you lift your head a little. “hm?”

“you have a second heartbeat. it’s beating real hard in my lap right now. you know you’d get alot further if you just used your words with me.” he’s calm, almost expressionless for once as he focuses on the game, humiliating you with such nonchalance that you’re sure he could feel this ‘second heartbeat’ of yours beat even harder.

“i’m trying to hold out for you whilst you finish.” you whine, wriggling your hips a little now that the gig was up, his cock already having started to chub up at his own realisation.

“good. hold out a little longer.” he hums, the sound of his fingers mashing the joysticks filling the air. if you weren’t so concentrated on grinding on his lap, you’d have noticed the way he started to miss all his shots despite his nonchalance, eyes darting down to watch you rub on him more and more often. “shit. alright, okay— i’m done with this shit. take these fuckin’ shorts off, yeah?” the game goes quiet due to him exiting out, tossing the controller aside and manhandling you off his lap so he could kneel behind you.

you always got what you wanted eventually.

જ⁀➴₊⊹ ♡

#🏵️ anon #rafe cameron prompt

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Second Best 4

Warnings: non/dubcon, and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

Characters: Lee Bodecker

Summary: The newly-single sheriff sets his eye on an unexpected match.

Part of the Backwoods AU

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging.

‘Really. Ur gonna ignore me.’

The latest in Greta’s endless texts pops up. Thankfully, the shitty reception blocks out most of them and they dump in bunches you can easily swipe away. You ignore her shallow pleas for the carnation badge you’ve been diligently stitching away at.

Your eyes are bleary from squinting and the fatigue tugging at the corners. Another day at the hotel leaves you with barely enough energy to enjoy your time off the clock. You pick away at the pink petals until your head threatens to split from the deep furrow in your brows.

You sigh and pack up your kit, setting it aside and pushing yourself off the floor. Ugh, you’re too young to be this achy. You yawn and stagger out of your room, puttering through the house lazily. It isn’t until you get to the kitchen that you notice the silence.

There’s an unbaked meatloaf on the counter, the oven preheated, and potatoes half-peeled. What the hell? You take a bottle of orange cream soda from the fridge, the special ones your mom gets you, and set off in search of your parents.

Your father’s voice is the crumb trail that leads you to your quarry. Your dad’s on the front porch, hands on the railing as your mother stands at his shoulder. The screen door snaps shut behind you, announcing your arrival abruptly. You follow their gaze to the police cruiser pull across the driveway.

“What’s going on?” You ask as you twist the cap off the bottle.

“We should be asking you,” your mother turns with arms crossed.

“What do you–”

“Taught you better than to steal,” your father hisses as he shifts back to glare at you.

“What are you talking about?” You shake your head.

“Now, now, we ain’t laying any charges…yet,” Bodecker comes up to the steps, previously obscured by the tall post, “just some questions.”

“Questions? About?” You hold the cream soda, untasted. “Mom, dad?”

“Go on,” your dad sneers, “talk to him.”

“Honey,” your mother turns on you, “so disappointed.”

“I didn’t do anything…” you murmur.

“Maybe ya didn’t but I still needa ask ya some stuff,” Bodecker insists, a sneaky wink behind your parents’ back.

You huff. What do you do? You could refuse and tell them how he tried to chase you down in his cruiser but you really don’t think it’s any more believable than it was yesterday. You tramp across the porch and descend the steps, staring at the sheriff.

He beckons you away from the porch. You follow warily. You don’t trust him but you know refusing will only make you look worse. It’s grade school all over again. Your parents always believed the principal over you.

“How ya doin’, darlin’?” He asks as he puts a hand on his hip, kicking out one foot as his stance pushes out his stomach further.

“What are you doing here?”

“Ain’t no way to speak to an officer,” he girds, “ah, ya know, we gotta call from the grocer… says someone snatched some gummy bears on their way out with a cone.”

“Huh?” 

“It’s just candy but it’s still a crime,” he tuts.

“I wouldn’t– I didn’t–” You sputter.

He smirks. Is he lying? Or did Greta swipe something? You wouldn’t put it past either of them.

“I’m not accusin’ you, I just wanted to give you the chance to clear your name,” he taunts.

“You know it wasn’t me,” you utter.

“Do I? I barely know ya,” he scoffs, “and it ain’t for lack of trying.”

“The store has cameras, doesn’t it?” 

“Mm, I thought so but turns out they’re decorative. Deterrent more than functional,” he snickers as he reaches to adjust the bolo tie at his collar, “so all I got to go on is eye witnesses. Supposed I could ask Grety girl.”

The pet name makes your stomach churn. Greta will already be pissed at you for snubbing her, you don’t doubt she’ll happily throw you under the bus, or the police cruiser, for a two dollar bag of candy.

“And if I tell you the truth, that it wasn’t me,” you challenge.

“Your word against hers,” he shrugs, “isn’t it?”

You look at him. His eyes gleam victoriously. He’s got you in a corner. You glance over as your dad sits on the porch, your mother’s shadow behind the screen door.

“What do you want?” You ask as you face him again.

“Just a ride along, darling,” he says, “won’t take long at all.”

You frown, your tongue bitter. You shudder and blow through your lips. What choice do you have?

“I’ll have you back by curfew, don’t you worry,” he chuckles.

“Fine,” you sniff, “fine, I… just need to grab some shoes.”

“Good girl,” he praises and reaches for the bottle in your hand. He takes it and sucks on the neck, downing nearly half of it, “sweet…” he muses, “bet you’re sweeter.”

You scowl and turn away from him. He can have the damn cane soda. You stomp towards the porch as he strides coolly behind you. Your mother opens the door as you approach.

“She’s just gonna come make a statement at the station,” Bodecker explains, “ain’t nothing wrong. Just to clear her name.”

“Oh,” your mother touches her chest daintily.

“We’re not paying no fines for you, girl,” your father growls.

You sidle past your mom and grab your slip-ons. You toss them on the porch and step into them before stomping back to the steps. You don’t say a word. You don’t need the sheriff digging you a bigger hole.

“Shouldn’t be none of that,” Bodecker says, “but she might wanna get better friends.”

You march towards the cruiser defiantly. He’s right. You wouldn’t be in this mess if it wasn’t for Greta. But she isn’t your biggest problem. No, he’s got your soda and a smirk on his face.

#lee bodecker #dark lee bodecker #dark!lee bodecker #lee bodecker x reader #the devil all the time #second best #drabble #au #backwoods au #series

[stanchez-fool]

Nightmares, Welcome Back

TW: Suicidal thoughts, suicide (in a dream)

Sea Grunks stuff- I won't post much just to let y'all know.

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Stan leaned on the railing of the ship, letting the sound of the waves lapping against the boat at least try to calm him. Nightmares were a common thing for Stanley Pines. But when they were bad, they were BAD. He was tempted to grab his cigarettes he had brought along without Ford knowing, but he stopped himself and looked up at the inky black sky dotted with stars of all sizes. "Stanley?" He jumped at the voice of his twin from behind him. "Jesus Ford, you're gonna give me a heart attack one of these days!" He almost-yelled, whipping his head around to look at his brother. Ford paused, looking at him oddly. He glanced down at Stan's hands to notice him shaking. "..Are you alright? How come you're up so late?" Stan turned back around, facing the dark blue sea in front of them. "M' fine, Sixer. Go back to bed." He waved a hand in the air, gesturing back to the bedroom. Ford ignored it, and instead walked closer to his twin, setting a hand on his back. Stan felt the warm 6 fingers settle onto his back, and his shaking subdued slightly. "Stanley.. You know you can't lie to me. What's wrong? You know you can tell me anything.." Stan huffed out a breath, looking everywhere but Ford. "Had a nightmare. Just needa clear my head, alright?" He closed his eyes, thinking of the awful things he did and the awful things he felt. His shaking got worse. Suddenly it felt hard to breath. "Shit-" He husked out as Ford was about to say something. He slowly decended to the floor, grasping his head. It was your fault. a voice whispered. All of it. You shouldn't be here. Ford sat down on the ground with him, saying something that Stan couldn't hear because of his racing mind. A couple tears stung his eyes as they fell down his cheek, but he didn't bother wiping them away. KILL YOURSELF. FORD DOESN'T WANT YOU HERE. HE WANTS YOU GONE AND DEAD. YOU SHOULD BE DEAD. YOU ARE A NO GOOD FUCK-UP AND A SHITTY EXCUSE OF A BROTHER. The voices were cut short as Ford pulled Stanley into a hug. "Stanley. Listen to my voice. Focus only on me." Instead of his tears falling onto the ground, they were now falling onto Ford's hoodie. "It's okay, Stanley. I'm here. Don't listen to anything else but me." Stan shakily raised his arms, hugging Ford back tightly. It pained Ford so, so much to hear his brother's sobs, though Ford knew Stan was long overdue for a crying session. After what seemed like a hour, Stan released from the hug, eyes red and blotchy. "Stanley.. May I ask what your nightmare was about? You don't usually do that.." Stan stood up, sniffling and rubbing his eyes. "S-" He paused, clearing his throat. It hurt from his viscous sobs. "..alright.. Can we head back into the room though? M' freezin'.." Ford nodded, standing up and laying a hand on his brother's back as they walked to the bedroom.

Stan hated the feeling of after he cried. Especially feeling it in front of someone. Though, he seemed to feel less ashamed in front of Ford. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." Ford scooted a bit closer to Stan, putting his hand up on his shoulder now. "Nah. You should know." He coughed lightly, slouching over his lap. "It started out as.. Kind of a normal day? Funnily enough, I had just woken up from a nightmare. Out on the porch… Voices appeared. They didn't go away. Later in the day, I tried to tell you about them, but you told me I was going insane. You yelled at me and told me I wasn't safe to be around.. I was kicked off the ship. We were still where we are now, which is in the arctic. You gave me my duffel bag with stuff. It only had my clothes. No food, walkie talkie, nothing. While I was being kicked off, my mind flickered back to me being kicked out of the house. My mind was repeating the words 'Your fault' like if I didn't say it would kill me. Eventually, I stabbed myself in the chest. I became a ghost. It was a.. Cool sensation. You somehow found my body, and when you did, you laughed, saying things like 'Finally!' And.. Yeah."

A second pair of 6 fingers were laid across his back, pulling Stan into a small hug. "Stanley.. Please, please, please, never believe that. I love you so, so much. I could never let you off the ship. You were the one who bought it, after all. It's okay if you hear voices. It doesn't make you insane, and it doesn't make you any less of a person. If I found you dead, I would be dead too." He squeezed his brother tighter. Stanley smiled at his brother, A few tears in both of their eyes.

"..thank you.."

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PLEASE DON'T TAG AS SHIP-

#grunkle ford #grunkle stan #ford pines #stan pines #gravity falls #sea grunks #stan twins #tag as ship. I DARE you.

[sturnioloswxrld]

Post #3

Chris x Fem!Reader

Background: They post something, now someone unexpected decides to check it out?

Disclaimer: These instagram stories are simply just you communicating with Chris sturniolo through instagram posts, just wanted to explain so no one got confused! Enjoy!

y/nluvsu posted!

(1st slide: You, 2nd slide: Chris, 3rd slide: You & the triplets)

LIKED BY christophersturniolo, nicolassturniolo, and 547k more!

y/nluvsu: beach day w my favs @sturniolotriplets

COMMENTS

madi.flw: okay our turn to hangout now

y/nluvsu: pls omg

madi.flw: send me ur #

laurahatesuu: RIZZ

nicolassturniolo: Can’t believe you gave that thing his own slide.

christophersturniolo: What thing

nicolassturniolo: Your stupid

christophersturniolo: You stole my sweater i’d like it back ??

y/nluvsu: i’m keeping it.

christophersturniolo: Yes ma’am

sturniolo.trevor46: are we just gonna ignore this?? like hello this man down bad

christophersturniolo: 🤫🤫

matthewsturniolo: I still don’t forgive you

y/nluvsu: ALL I DID WAS ORDER KETCHUP WITH MY FRIES??

matthewsturniolo: Exactly.

laurahatesuu: i miss you bb😣

y/nluvsu: come over 😘

christophersturniolo: Okay omw

laurahatesuu: ?? she meant me

c00lguymatt: HELLO Y/N AND CHRIS R LITERALLY FLIRTING #ISUPPORT!!!

chrissymyboo: Pls no, anyone but her, she’s not right for him!!

nicolassturniolo: 💀

coleacidic: Bru, is this why you won’t pick up my calls?

y/nluvsu: so u were the no caller id?

coleacidic: Yeah, now unblock me we needa talk.

y/nluvsu: like i would go near your stank ass plsss

coleacidic: Ay, be careful who you talking to Y/n, don’t wanna make that mistake again.

christophersturniolo: Leave her alone kid

y/nluvsu: i can’t w you cole. so childish.

coleacidic: Hey Y/n, i like what you did with your new room, is that a new bed?

christophersturniolo: Okay now you just want to get beat the fuck up since your basically asking for it ?? I’ll find your fucking address watch me.

christophersturniolo: Istg

y/nluvs: chris get off your phone and answer my text now

christophersturniolo: Alr ma

y/nandchris4ever: Omg???

nickwthefits12: i hope she’s okay

madigirl101: are we gonna like ignore what just happened..

END OF POST

#chris sturniolo #nick sturniolo #matt sturniolo #sturniolo triplets

[bluiex]

scarian is infecting my brain soooo hard today. I saw a post about scar calling grian his “desert flower” and I just. 🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯

GOD THEYRE SO TRAGICALLY IN LOVE IT HURTS. I have this horrible mental image of third life of scar dying in grian’s arms, and just lovingly brushing the hair and sweat and dirt out of his face looking at grian like he’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen, complete adoration. And it just breaks grian, having the blood of the man he loves on his hands, dying in his embrace, and yet he’s still looking at him like he hung the stars. And just everything after that GOD. Like it would be so awkward between them for a while because grian tries to avoid talking about third life, but when they finally do talk again and scar does the same hand thing he did, gently touching his face and giving him this sweet look of adoration and love, calling grian his pretty bird, his lovely desert flower, and breaks grians heart all over again because he just can’t stand to ignore the person he loves anymore. He misses being held by him and being able to hold scar whenever he wants. God. I am so mentally ill and they make me worse ❤️

AH HIS DESERT FLOWER

WAAAH i love their tragic love for 3rd life, so much. Just like how you've said it qoq Grian just avoiding Scar a lot after the whole games are over, any and all mentions of 3rd life- until like ykno someone knocks him in the head saying maybe they needa communicate, cuz theyre tired of Grian sulking around an avoidin Scar like the plague.. Scar is just SO loving an understanding.. Grian just breaks and holds him so tight crying

#bluie gets an ask poggers #scarian

[sapp0w0]

Ik I posted a similar wip of this pannel already BUTT Imma show this anyways

I'm putting too much effort in this SINGULAR pannel in this silly Gundam AU comic (ignore how I literally have like 5 others I needa finish also aha)

I would go on n geek abt this AU buut I'm bad at explaining aha soo

I will say, it isn't particularly from any specific Gundam series, just its own with its parallel ygo elements

[cxhleel108]

S7 Thots for this week: Oh god…

• I will in fact not be giving “us” a chance Vicky I’m so sorry.

• “There’s a him-shaped space in my bed and there’s a him-shaped space in my heart”…GIRRRLLLLL🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 I already made a post about this quote alone but omg thinking about it again has got me crying. Someone please come get this bitch.

• I know I said my MC was gon keep it classy with Willow but both her AND I have had enough of Willow flapping her gums so best believe I chose to read her ass for filth when they let us.

• Gee I wonder what it is…

• *Gasp* REALLY??? YOU DONT SAY🫨🫨🫨

• Fusebox…CAN BITCHES JUST BE BISEXUAL TO BE BISEXUAL LIKE WTF??? They always pull this dumb shit like either you only want the boys or you only want the girls it’s never TRULY an option to choose both. Most of the time if I’m making my MCs bi it’s just for character building purposes so when I’m being forced to hear Bonnie declare her love for me 20 times each volume when I don’t want her you’d see why I’d be irritated.

• So apparently, after gathering info from other peoples posts, we coulda been having this convo with our original love interest and we coulda snuck out to the daybeds and did the nasty with them pulling our hair and shit if we chose the “Travis/Evan/OG LI” option. The way this makes no sense my god. This goes back to the point I just made like y’all don’t know what the fuck y’all doinnnnnnn!

• Omg she’s so embarrassing I can’t do this anymore😭😭😭

• While I’m mad I didn’t sneak down there with Bryson, seeing her lil pussy ass get absolutely nothing from him never fails to make me laugh.

• Uma getting all the girls to leave by pretending to gush about Alex…she ate that.

• I love Daphne (Sorry Raf romancers).

• Time to talk about outfits!🤩

• Fusebox let the stars go like good lord😭

• Ignoring that aspect, this is cute.

• Now THIS is what I want to see more of! Yes!

• Ok Willow being an embarrassing and obsessive ass bitch was funny at first but now it’s just annoying. Does she have any other hobby besides keeping MC’s nuts in her mouth?

• Now, onto this lame ass movie night.

• First of all, I guess I yet again need to clarify that I want nothing to do with Bonnie or her Ellen Degeneres haircut. Second of all, even if my character chose to give her the time of day…Vicky why the hell do you give a fuck??? You weren’t even here when these clips happened and once again I DID NOT CHOOSE YOU!

• Evan don't stick up for me like that baby I'm liable to put this thang on you😩

• In a shocking twist that nobody expected, Willow started talking shit and immediately shut up because her tea got clocked. I honestly gotta applaud her tenacity.

• Bryson’s confession over us uggghhh so cute😍

• Travis saying that Uma was hotter than Bonnie unprovoked was so rude😭😭😭 At the same time tho…did he lie?😶

• Alex is such a hypocrite. He knew damn well he was bout to fawk Estelle on that goddamn terrace before she left.

• Omg Uma said the casa girls needa make sure that they get to the villa😱😱😱 They grasping for straws tryna make up drama like obviously she’s gonna prioritize getting to the villa that’s literally the whole point.

• #Raphne lives on yesssss!

• Evan asking us on a date…WHY IS HE DOING THIS TO ME?????😫😫😫😫😫

• Outfit time again!🤩

• Ok I love love looooove all these options. The ONLY problem I have is with the choker necklace on the green dress like that needs to go. Other than that these are sooooooo cute.

• *Sigh* Why is Evan literally perfect lol🙃

• It’s not even the fact that he’s fine as hell and his personality is chef’s kiss but the way he’s not suffocating us with the fact that he likes us (Some other people should take notes😕). Lemme not speak too soon tho cuz they still have time to ruin him💔

• I am not kidding, when I replay this season I am grafting on him so hard with NO FUCKING HESITATION.

• I was so tempted to flirt with him just to piss off Vicky and Bonnie cuz why are y’all staring??? GET OUT OF MY BUSINESS!

• FINALLY! FUCKING FINALLY!

• I legit thought they were going to have us go through this entire volume without getting alone time with our OG LI and I was finna be so pissed.

• Not gonna lie tho…having sex in the middle of the living room where anyone could just walk in is kinda insane😭

• Where was I at Willow? Oh, I was just giving “your man” the time of his life😁

• Calling it now we’re not actually gonna get to sleep with who we want.

• Girl where tf did they get a whole curated bouquet of flowers?

(I’m not gonna lie guys I fell asleep before finishing this post cuz I was busy yesterday so I prolly forgot some things but yeah this volume was…ok)

#im begging for them to set us free next week #i want no more bonnie chats for the rest of this season #litg #love island the game #litg s7 #litg season 7 #litg stick or twist #litg mc #litg willow #litg bonnie #litg vicky #litg evan #litg bryson #litg uma #litg daphne #litg alex #litg travis

[therealsxshi]

GON' BE OK, BABY

↳ Fandom: Haikyuu!! [Anime]

↳ Genre: angsty to comfort

↳ Pairings: Karasuno x gn!reader

↳ Characters included: Azumane Asahi, Sawamura Daichi, Tsukishima Kai

↳ Synopsis: you found out you have a fatal infection in your body and need a surgery to get it removed. When your boyfriend finds out he does everything he can to comfort you.

↳ Warnings: none...not really 😶 (other then it is reallyyyyyyy long-)

↳ A/N: helloooo!! This is my first post, so I hope u like it! Don't forget to follow and like~

#AZUMANE ASAHI:

You came home and closed the door behind you, and dumped your school bag in some corner. Honestly you couldn't care less about everything else. Not in that moment.

You sat on your bed, and encircled your stomach with your arms, pulled your knees up to your chest and planted your face between them.

And that was when the tears fell. At first slowly and then as if they tried to imitate the rain.

You had just been back from the doctors appointment and it has been decided: in a month you were going to do a surgery.

Sure, sometimes people ended up being better then before. But sometimes people closed their eyes and never opened them again. You were afraid that exactly that was going to happen to you.

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The next day you went to school, the eye bags under your (e/c) eyes virtually concerning.

You walked around like a zombie, the day passing by with everything just passing by you. Your vision was unfocused, not really listening to anything or anybody around you. You just ignored everybody, which made you look all the more like some zombie that hasn't been fed any brains lately.

"Y/n! Hold up for a sec!" You heard a voice. The voice. The voice everytime you heard, your eyes would light up in both excitement and love.

But this time it only caused you pain. Because the most frequent thought that you always tried to push away; what if you'll never see him again?

"Hey...w-what's wrong?" Asahi asked you his soft brown eyes gazing at you with worry, as he saw how dull your eyes were.

"Nothing 'sahil...I just needa go home real quick so-"

"No." He interrupted you, his arm reaching out to hold your wrist. Firmly but at the same time gentle. That was how he always treated you.

One of the many things you were maybe gonna lose in a month.

The whole day he hadn't seen you. At all. And it bugged him, because usually you'd be walking to school together, and then when the day ended he'd walk you home.

Today you didn't wait for him, instead he had waited for you before he thought that you called in sick and weren't coming to school today. You'd usually text him saying that you loved him and wished him luck, but he blamed it on your illness, whatever it could've been.

Then, in school, he found out that you had in fact come here. He spent every break searching for you, but to no avail.

He even bailed on training too.

Asahi wanted answers. "Sweetness, you've been gone the whole day, and I-I'm worried about you. You even look like you've been crying for endless hours", that you did, "And I just wanna know what's going on."

Then a thought occured to him. "Are you crying because of me?! Did I do something?! I swear I di-"

"No no!" You were quick to reassure him, grasping his arm gently. "It's jot because of you, baby. It's..." you averted your eyes from his, feeling the tears well up again, a sob forcing it's way up and out of your throat.

"Hun, what is it?" He almost whispered as he cradled you in his arms, and you told him, his eyes eventually welling up with tears as well.

"When...when is it gonna happen?"

"...in a month."

The spiker sighed, and closed his eyes to gather his thoughts, before he opened them and put both his large calloused hands on your shoulders, (we all know your smaller then him, stop arguing), and gazed at you with determination.

"Y/N, baby, sweetness, you should've told me from the beginning, so I could put those stupid thoughts somewhere far far away from your precious mind." He said with a nervous chuckle.

You looked up at him with doe-eyed surprised that he was so confident in what he was going to say to you.

"You're gonna go through this. Wanna know why?" You nodded. Yes! Yes you needed some, any kind of reassurance! Any words that told you, you were just being silly and dramatic and there was nothing to fear.

"Coz you're you. Because you're that amazing person I love very very much, and I know that as long as you can put up with me, you can put up with anything." Before you could scold him about talking himself down like that, he placed a chaste kiss on your lips.

"I love you." You told him breathlessly with tears falling down your cheeks.

Your boyfriend chuckled delighted that you were slowly but surely becoming your old self again.

"I love you too." He told you, with the most smitten look ever, before his eyes widen. "W-Wait, I-I-I didn't mean to force you to be happy! L-like if you still feel bad or something, you can totally still cry, I don't m-mind-"

And then a laugh, the sound he loved most when you were the one making it, riplled out from your body causing him to smile too.

#SAWAMURA DAICHI:

If Daichi hadn't noticed your absoloutly miserable mood when he offered you your favourite treat in lunch break, he defenitly noticed it now, when you didn't cheer him on in training, yelling out his name and doing your silly dance for him, which made him think that there was no more adorable human being then you.

You had been like that for a while now, and it started to piss the team captain off.

Not because he didn't know what the reason of your suffering was.

Not because you barely talked to him the last week or so.

But more because you didn't trust him enough to share something that bothered you with him. At least that was what he thought.

And while he wasn't exactly wrong it wasn't for the reasons he thought you had.

Frankly you just didn't want to make it harder. For whom? Probably for you both.

"All right guys! See you tomorrow!" Came the sound of your boyfriends voice, as he waved at his teammates while they got out of the gym.

And then he turned to you, all friendliness melting away as a look of pure displeasure replaced it.

A pit formed in your stomach hoping that it wasn't because of you. Hoping for that miracle that he somehow, it didn't matter how, picked up on your horrible state, both physically and mentally.

"Y/N! We need to talk." And there was his resting dad-lecture-face.

Yeah you were in trouble. "N-no I don't think we do, Dai. Let's just go home."

"Y/N...please. What's going on? You've been so distant lately, and I'm pretty sure, af least I hope so that I'm not the reason for that." He voiced his thoughts, his tone much softer this time.

Damn it, you cursed I'm your head. He knew just how to make you cave in. "No, you're right..." and so you told him about your surgery and your fear of losing everything you currently have.

You wait for his response for a long time, before two strong arms pull you into a firm chest, and you could hear your boyfriends heart.

"You're going to nail this, sugar. I'll even bail on school for you." And you both laughed.

He did do that.

#TSUKISHIMA KEI

"If you keep frowning like that, you'll look like some granny when you're only twenty, ya know?" The teasing voice of your boyfriend told you, as you two were seated at his desk doing the math homework.

If. He used the word that has been stuck I'm your sleep-deprived mind for days now. If you were going to get twenty.

If you were going to have a future.

If you were going to have a future with Kei.

The one in question turned to you curiously upon your lack of snarky comments, and looked at tour side profile, how deep in thought you looked to be in.

"Y/N."

"H-huh? What is it, Tsukki?" You asked the endless hours of staying awake in bed taking it's toll on you.

He eyed you once again, the suspicion growing by every second that passed. "What's gotten into you? You're acting weird." He commented.

And then you bursted into tears. Sobs violently shook your body, and Tsukishima was left staring at you for a good few seconds.

While you had been in a relationship for a long time now, and had your up and downs he had never seen you in such a devastated state.

It hurt him to see you like this.

And while he wasn't good at showing his love to you, often not even bothering with the effort, he hugged you bringing you from your chair to his lap and putting your head in between his shoulder and neck.

"You big baby. Watcha crying about?" He asked you, instead of a smirk, a smile resting on his face.

With a muffled voice you told him about your situation, and he understood the fear that was possesing you right now. It was about to posses him too, but then he remembered that you needed him.

"And you're crying over something as preposterous as this? C'mon we're in the 21st century. Ya ain't gonna die with the technology we have nowadays. Now sleep." He told you, when he noticed how your eyes were dropping.

"Love you, Kei."

"Yeah yeah. Love you too, I guess..."

#haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu x gender neutral reader #haikyuu!! #haikyū!! #haikyu x reader #tsukishima x you #tsukishima haikyuu #haikyuu azumane #azumane asahi #azumane x reader #haikyuu sawamura #daichi x reader #daichi angst #Dadichi

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Nice to see another scratchalan fan! I was hoping I could hear your hopes and thoughts for Alan wake 2? I’m just hoping we get to see plenty of scratch I’ve seen some speculate he’s gonna be a main villain which sounds great to me :3c ✨

Thank you so much for this ask!! *ScratchAlan is the only ship to be ALIVE for., fellow crazy!!!! Hell fucking yeah!!! We needa make some room for AlanScratch tho, I want to write more Top! Alan because it turns me on. I have a feeling we're gonna see so much Mr. Scratch in AW2 that we might even get sick of him. I don't necessarily want him to be The Main Villain of it in the traditional sense... Mr. Scratch is, ultimately, just another side of Alan... And Alan has *many* sides! >:) We see just a taste of how many Alan's there are from The Signal/The Writer when he can't stop fracturing into further self-persecution. I hope to see lots of different Alan's made manifest, like the Teen Titans "Raven OSDD-1a" episode (shout out to my epic partner @parasitefun for showing me that fucking smash hit).

I have a lot of high hopes and fondness in my heart for Remedy and the development process they've been doing. I was a big fan of Alan Wake in 2013 and I did a looot of RP even in 2015-2017. Crazy shit! I kinda fell off the face of the Earth for a while tho. I've never played Quantum Break, and me and Paras are working thru Control together right now (we're in the Maintenance Sector and it just finished doing the Burn The Trash quest).

We spent most of May/June working thru Alan Wake and we have sooo many things to say on it that we're polishing up because it's such a dense story!! So transitioning from working thru AW with a fine tooth comb, to Control which is like four times the size of AW and has *that* much more to work thru, has been a real treat! Remedy sure knows how to make a good fucking story! It's like a croissant with many, many, many laminated layers to turn around in my head. I'm good at recognizing voice actors, so it made my head explode to realize Matthew Poretta played Darling, and James Mcaffrey played Trench. Like, omfg!! And every new realization along the way that links Control to AW. Just a real treat!

All that being said, I've seen a lot of posts along the lines of like, "Where's Alice!@!!! Where's Barry!!!!!!!" and it's like, will I be disappointed if they are underplayed...? yes. Do I worry that that's a possibility, at all? ...only a little bit! I want to put my faith into Remedy's ability to make this a good story. They've been chipping away at it for 13+ years, after all, and if I remember correctly, The Alan Wake Experience since 2000? As in the conception and development of AW1? So, 23 years entirely... that's a long time to be rotating the same Boy around. AW1 was a masterpiece IMO, a many-layered sandwich of nuance and metaphor, paradoxes within paradoxes... I think AW2 is gonna really surprise all of us.

Alan Wake 2, I'm super curious about what they do with it, and hopefully Mr. Scratch *and* Alan both get room to breathe. I think they will, and I'm so, so intrigued about what they're gonna do with Saga! It seems pretty ambitious for Remedy to do a multi-protagonist storyline like this, and their cheeky insistence that you can play it however you want, there's no wrong way to play, makes me worried. I hope more than anything that they didn't dumb down certain world-building elements (I'm blown away at how we went from TVs, radio show0,s and manuscripts in AW1 to the sheer amount of multi-media that went into Control).

I have in some degrees some fairly bad brain damage that inhibits a lot of my abilities to comprehend certain things, and yet, everything about the way the world-building environment contributes to a Greater Understnding of a Remedy Game that most people tend to ignore or outright complain about! Oh, the TV ruins the pacing, oh I didn't wanna have to stand here listening to someone talk I wanna run around and shoot things, oh boo I didn't like how many manuscripts i had to pick up. It's a little tedious, yes, and it breaks the Pacing Of The Literal Game up a little bit yes, but!!! It's excruciatingly important to the story!! It's a ROLE PLAYING GAME!!! YOU HAVE TO ROLE PLAY OMFG!!!!!! (still salty over how Zero Punctuation reviewed these games considering how fucking detectivey they are).

So anyways all of that being said, I hope that Alan Wake 2 is stuffed to the BRIM with multi-media. I hope we get SICK of manuscripts and casettes and pictures with captions and TV episodes and radio shows and BLAH BLAH BLAH. I hope Saga and Alan have a lot of crazy shit go down with each other because they're also very shippable. I hope Alex Casey calls Alan a shitty writer because he's one of the only obvious "HI, I'M A BOOK CHARACTER INVENTED BY ALAN WAKE. I'M VERY MAD. ABOUT BEING CREATED BY ALAN WAKE."

Ideally I would have played all the Remedy games to be caught up by now on more of the AW2 hype and analysis, because I wish I had more things to say! But because I haven't finished Control or QB yet, I'm trying to stay away from stuff that technically spoils Control just by virtue of being in the AW-verse.

*this is technically a lie because I'm actually a huge multshipper :k lel catch me on ao3 writing about the most bizarre AW pairings just you fuckin wait

#alan wake #meta and analysis #remedy entertainment

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Your welcome hun - to🐰 anon

(Ignore this message I needa put somethin down to post this)

[imaginespazzi]

Oh bestie, Sam Kerr is our golden girl fr, like she is one of my absolute heroes and even more so after that incident haha. When she scored that goal against England in the semis (we'll just ignore the result of the game), I remember I was watching the game in a pub with a bunch of mates and the feeling around the place when she shot that - if i could bottle it and keep it forever, i would. I've followed and watched a lot of sports my whole life but that was easily a top-3 moment for me. Not that you asked, but thought I'd share that core memory with you anyway lmao.

I would actually really love P to end up at the Sparks. I really like the Sparks and wanna see Cam and Rickea keep doing well, but I need them in the Paige sweepstakes, so I will in fact be cheering for Indy on Saturday (well, Friday I guess?) (I never know whether to refer to things based on my timezone or the timezone it's happening in 😂).

And cheers to Nika finally getting to play! The gameday fit sent me, what an icon. I know she only played a few mins, and CC immediately hitting a 3 in her face was 🥴 but I'm just glad she's finally back on the court!

Also, the snippet you posted?! I know it's for the plot so I'm trusting you here, Nivi. Lowkey love the angst though (i'm just a girl). But, don't break our hearts! Please. Side note: their cruise vacay was so sweet, I'm so happy they got that time together. I'm patiently waiting for the Azzi island post that we'll never get but I'll give it maybe one more week before I totally give up hope (I know she looked fucking good that entire cruise too #stopgatekeeping 😩)

Much love 💗

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Sam Kerr is an international treasure at this point tbh. I remember watching that game and her goal and I was so sure the outcome would be different, especially cause I'm just not an English fan, after that but alas... I love hearing core memories!

No fr though the Sparks needa take a page out of the Mystics books and start trying to tank harder like it's okay besties, we can sacrifice a year because y'all (unlike the Mystics) have a pretty solid shot at getting Paige. Begrudgingly rooting for Indiana is really about to become the tagline of the W season for all Paige fans 😖

NIKA SLAYYYYY! Not quite what I wanted from that game but I'm a big Jewell Lloyd fan so tbh, I enjoyed it anyways. Really, really need Aliyah out of this slump though, I miss her.

It's for the plot and it's for growth and it'll all make sense soon I promise!

Listen if she can post grad pics a couple of weeks out, maybe we'll vacay pics like next week? Or maybe a summer dump? I'mma hold out hope til the very end because I NEED TO SEE IT.

#ask #UCLA ANON LOML FR <3 #day 385791 of us begging for a pookie princess photo dump fr