#tumblr stop eating my messages pls

[edsbacktattoo]

Do I...Do I DARE inquire about your "This is who I am, Stede" meta?

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I THINK I DO DARE 💀

oiugghh. Jodi. you may regret this. in fact, i might regret this. here’s a screenshot of the post and DONT SAY I DIDNT WARN YOU!!!!

#sorryyyyyyyy i told u it was a sad one #ohgg the agonies won’t leave me alone #love ya <3 #i only just saw this in my inbox can u believe this #tumblr stop eating my messages pls #oh we thinkin? #ask #💕✨

[nicksnosering]

I Hate Myself For Loving You

~Toxic Chris Sturniolo One Shot~

TW: toxic! chris, marijuana, no aftercare, chris is a dick

This is my first story I've ever posted on tumblr, so pls be nice!

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me: hey, you coming over tonight?

read at 9:06pm

It’s been 4 hours since I sent that text, and almost 2 since it was marked as ‘read’. I bit my lip, sighing as the internal debate on whether I should double text or not was practically eating me alive. Grabbing my phone that I’d been trying too hard to ignore off of my nightstand, I swiped it open and decided fuck it.

me: christopher. stop ignoring me.

The response came through almost immediately.

DO NOT ANSWER: why?

I rolled my eyes, pushing aside my pride as I sent my next message.

me: just come over.

DO NOT ANSWER: i’m busy.

me: doing what, fucking ur other bitches?

DO NOT ANSWER: yeppppp

me: ok 👌🏼

I groan out of frustration, throwing my phone back onto my nightstand. God, he’s infuriating. We’ve been fucking for close to five months now, and every time it seemed like there was any sort of breakthrough, like maybe he actually liked me or cared about me, we went right back to where we started. I press play on the remote, but my mind is spinning far too fast for me to actually focus on the TV.

I’m done. I can’t do this anymore. If he’s going to treat me like an option instead of a priority, he can go fuck himself. I grab my phone off of my nightstand again, hovering over his name before shaking my head and pressing ‘Block Contact’. Just like that, five months down the drain. 

I ignore the aching feeling in my chest, like I’m about to be ripped open from the inside, snuggling further in my sheets and letting the warmth envelop me before slowly drifting off to sleep.

The peacefulness of being unconscious didn’t last long. 

I woke to the sound of my front door being pounded on so hard, the hinges sounded like they were about to fly off. I turn and check the time on my phone blearily, the screen reading 2:13am. I pull the covers off and pad over to the door, rubbing my eye as I unlock it. The door immediately opens, and I look up to find Chris staring at me, eyes slightly red and hair messy. His jaw is clenched and his eyes are narrowed, briefly looking me up and down before brushing past me and walking straight into my living room.

“Get out, Chris,” I say tiredly, vaguely gesturing toward the open door I’m still holding.

“Nah, I’m good,” he responds, falling back onto my couch and kicking his feet up, resting them on the coffee table. His hands go into his hoodie pocket, and I watch as he pulls out a preroll and a lighter.

“I’m serious. Get the fuck out,” I say, slightly more aggressively, ignoring the way my heart squeezes in my chest. I watch as he flicks the lighter and the end of the preroll turns a bright red. He takes a hit, inhaling deeply and looking back up at me.

“So am I,” he breathes out. “You’re not going to block me and expect me not to fucking show up expecting an explanation.”

I shut the door and sit down next to him on the couch, turning to him. His hand immediately goes to wrap around my waist, and I hate myself for the way I want to curl into it. Even with me being as mad as I am, he still looks insanely hot, his sleepy eyes tracing over my figure in my pajamas. He knows I love when he wears that stupid fucking black hoodie. 

I push his hand off of me, scooting a little further away and wrapping my arms around myself.

“You’re such a dick, you know that?” I ask. 

He smirks, throwing an arm around the back of the couch before shrugging. “You love it.”

“No, I fucking don’t,” I growl, watching as he takes another hit. “And open a window or something, Jesus.” He knows how much I hate it when he smokes in my apartment. The smell lingers for a few days and all it does is remind me of him, of how much I can’t stand myself when he leaves after letting him in, again and again.

He leans forward, placing his hand on my thigh and rubbing it softly before blowing the smoke directly in my face. I stare at him, unimpressed, and he chuckles. “Come on, ma. Don’t be upset. I’m here now, aren’t I?”

“Do you really expect me to forgive you for being an asshole just because you’re here now? At 2 in the fucking morning?” I glare at him. Goosebumps emerge on my thigh as his fingers continue to rub small circles into it, and I shiver.

His lips curl upwards as he takes another hit. “Your body sure seems to,” he says cockily, putting out the preroll and wrapping his arms around my waist. My body does betray me this time, and I lean into him as his fingers trace my hipbone. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you tonight,” he whispers lowly.

“Yeah, I’m sure I was the first thing on your mind when you were balls deep in another girl,” I huff. 

He laughs. “Okay, she was first. But you were second.” His hand comes up to my jaw, cupping it softly and forcing me to look at him. “Stop acting like you hate me. We both know how this night is going to end,” he says, leaning in and capturing my lips with his own.

I whine as I try to pull back, but his hand on my jaw stays firm, holding my mouth against his. His other hand slowly slides up my thigh until he finds the waistband of my thong, and his finger hooks underneath before letting it go, resulting in it slapping harshly against my hip. I yelp and pull back, and he chuckles as his fingers rub the red mark softly.

“God, you know how hard it gets me when your cheeks are all flushed like that,” he mumbles, dipping his head down and beginning to suck on the skin directly above my collar bone. I let a small moan slip, and grit my teeth at how little willpower I have when it comes to this man.

“Chris, stop,” I whisper, but it sounds too breathy for my own liking. He pulls off of my neck, admiring the mark his teeth made briefly, before looking back into my eyes.

“You don’t mean that,” he says, grabbing my hips to pull me onto his waist. My thighs rest on either side of his and he grinds up into me, his hard erection rubbing against me through my paper-thin pajama shorts. I groan, letting my head fall onto his shoulder, and his fingers dig in, grinding me against him roughly. A small whimper leaves my mouth, slicing through the silence in the room. I wince, stilling my hips, trying to regain the last semblance of composure I have. 

My heart squeezes in my chest as I look down at him beneath me, my brain flooding with every toxic memory of us together. The time he kicked me out of his car, leaving me stranded on the side of the road after an intense screaming match. The time he called me a fucking bitch in front of his friends, laughing in my face. The time he swore he didn’t go and fuck that girl I hated in my biology class, promising he wouldn’t do that to me. 

That one hurt the most, considering I had to find out from my own sister 2 grades below me. 

But with the bad came the good, such as the mind-blowing orgasms and the way his mouth fit against mine and the way his fingers fit into me just right, crooking and teasing and pumping exactly the way he knew I liked. Like he knew my body better than I did. 

With my jaw set, I place my hands on his chest, steam practically blowing from my nostrils. I hated myself for this, and he knew that, and I knew he knew that. Any attempts I have at stopping this now are futile. My body needs him. 

“Fuck you,” I breathe heavily, rolling my hips against his. My mouth trails to his jaw, his neck, down his chest, and a low moan escapes him as his fingers find their way to the waistband of my shorts, slipping down the front and past my thong to gently rub at my entrance, before plunging two fingers deep inside without any warning. My hips jolt forward, meeting his fingers where they connect to his hand before he starts curling them inward, and… my last shred of self control has completely dissipated. 

I feel his chest rumble with laughter as a few small moans leave my lips. “If you insist,” he whispers, thumb finding my clit and giving it a few lazy circles. My head falls forward onto his chest and I can’t stop myself from biting into his shoulder to quiet my moans.

His other hand tangles its way into my hair, yanking my head back and forcing our gazes to lock.

“You can cum if you want to, but you know I’m getting inside that cunt one way or another.” His thumb speeds up across my clit and I can feel my body shaking, getting close to plummeting over the edge.

My eyes flutter shut, and I’m quickly rewarded with another sharp tug on my scalp. “Look at me,” he commands. And when my eyes meet his, I feel the waves washing over me, convulsing as he speeds up his fingers, mercilessly working me through my orgasm. 

I slump forward into his chest, and he pulls his fingers out quickly, leaving me empty in more ways than one. He wraps his arms around my waist and stands up, carrying me to my bedroom and tossing me onto the bed carelessly.

He pulls his hoodie over his head, tossing it into the corner of my room, and strides back over to the edge of the bed. His stature towers over me, and my mind is swimming with a thousand thoughts, not a single one of them protesting this any longer.

I’ve accepted what this is.

More than that, I’ve given up.

I’m irrevocably in love with him, regardless of his feelings toward me, and I can’t bring myself to care about the hurt it’ll bring. The hurt it has brought. All I can think about in this moment is getting him inside of me, and I try to disregard the niggling feelings in the back of my mind about how I’ll feel after.

There is no after. There’s only now.

My hand shakes slightly with anticipation as I reach up, tugging at his belt buckle and popping it open. I slide his pants and boxers down in one motion, and my legs spread on their own accord as he leans over me, lining himself up.

“I love you.”

It’s nothing I haven’t said before, but each time I do, I hope for a different outcome. Something other than the eye roll he always gives me, huffing and silencing me with a palm over my lips. Each time, I hope the sting is lessened, that he cracks and shows me the soft side of him I know has to be in there.

And if that’s the definition of insanity, then I should’ve been locked up months ago.

He scoffs, pushing inside of me to the hilt in one quick thrust. “I know,” he responds, hand coming up to wrap around my throat and prevent any further confessions from coming out. 

My moans are unstoppable as he pounds into me with brutal thrust after thrust, only caring about working towards his own orgasm. I thrust back against him, rolling my hips to meet his each time he’s fully inside, thinking that maybe… maybe if I’m good, maybe if I’m better than that other bitch he fucked tonight, he won’t run off like he always does.

Maybe he’ll want a round two. Maybe he’ll stick around for another joint. Maybe he’ll cuddle me after.

Maybe he’ll stay.

I push the thoughts aside, trying instead to focus on the intense amount of pleasure coursing through my veins and lighting up every nerve ending in my body. 

His chain rocks back and forth, slapping his chest in time with his thrusts, and I watch as his tongue darts out to lick away a stray bead of sweat trailing down his face.

His grunts are filling the room, mixing with my own to create a beautiful melody I want to record and play on a loop forever. His curls are falling in his eyes and his stomach tenses with each snap forward of his hips, and he consumes all of my senses as my body shakes and writhes beneath him, pleading for him to slow down and begging for more in the same breath.

I whine when he pulls out to just the tip, and his eyes stay glued to mine as he slams back in, causing me to let out a loud gasp. A smirk settles on his lips as he repeats his actions, and I feel my body coming completely undone, succumbing wholly to him.

“Such a good little slut for Daddy, aren’t you?” he muses, panting heavily. He releases his hold on my throat, gripping the back of my calf instead and wrapping it around his waist, moaning at the pleasure the new angle brings. “So needy and wet every time. Like you were made for me.”

And I was. There is no one else.

It’s just him.

I can feel his thrusts getting sloppier, and I watch his eyelids droop as he continues his conquest over me, every muscle tensing before I feel his release inside of me, hot and heavy, marking me as his. Claiming me.

He groans loudly as he works his way through it, not sparing a single drop. I wrap my other leg around him and pull him as close as I can, not wanting to to let him go and be forced to accept it’s over.

When he’s finished, he drops down onto me for a moment, and I take my opportunity to brush my fingers through his hair, placing a gentle kiss to the top of his head. We lay like that for a while, but it’s far too short for my liking when he peels himself away and stands up.

My eyes follow as he goes over to where he threw his hoodie, pulling it back over his head before grabbing his boxers and doing the same.

All I can do is watch helplessly, begging with my eyes for him to stay. To get back into bed and hold me, kiss my shoulder and whisper that it’s always been me too.

He chuckles as he buckles his belt, situating it on his hips before looking back at me. “That was probably one of our best ones yet.”

“Yeah,” I respond emptily. I sit up and wrap the blanket around myself, feeling far too exposed now, both physically and emotionally.

“Alright, ma. See you later,” he says, messing with his hair absentmindedly before deciding its okay, and I watch as he grips the handle of my bedroom door, swinging it open.

“Chris?” I ask.

“Hmm?”

“Stay.”

He looks taken aback for a moment, but regains his composure quickly as he chuckles and rolls his eyes. “I’m good.”

And with that, he’s gone, and I feel my heart shatter a little bit more as I’m left alone, sticky and sweaty and naked, with nothing but the smell of weed lingering in my apartment to keep me company.

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PT 2

#sturniolo triplets #nick sturniolo #chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #sturniolo #sturniolo smut #sturniolo x reader #toxic chris #nicolas sturniolo #christopher sturn #matthew sturnio

[reilliane]

This is my personal obligatory post and apology for my poofing disappearance- if you're not up to read things like these, then feel free to scroll past! Have a good day/night!

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the poofing, the poofed, and the un-poofing.

TLDR; Bad stuff happened for the entire past year, stopped college just a few months ago to learn the materials myself and market myself in the graphic design industry soon, and got a whole dose of religious epiphany that threw my life around. Wrote in a different account a few months ago to ease and destress without much expectation. Will continue to write albeit there won’t be many updates, had/have to drop original writing plans [right now focusing on a short story for Wanderer, though it doesn’t mean I won’t be able to write for others when I get the time]. May unfortunately discontinue ongoing AUs but will provide a summary for them [I think it’s only Tyranny-?] Will also open writing/art commissions soon, maybe set up a kofi account, but I won’t be ‘gatekeeping’ any content I plan to post. I’m thinking, if ever, it’d only be standalone specials or maybe nsfw [gosh I’m really saying that?] in kofi, buuut that’s just a maybe. Everything else is free to read of course <3 

A really detailed and long [I MEAN IT, MAYBE 1.3-.5K?? WC] exposition under the cut, but of course, it’s optional to read!

PS. I opened my drafts and had one or two finished works there, I will publish those soon. Get ready. Because they’re angst AHAAAAAAAAAA-

PPS. I won’t be able to respond to everyone’s sweet shucking messages in my inbox forgive me But know that I’M REALLY SO TOUCHED YALL I really didn’t think anyone would look for me that much 😭 Someone said I vanished like the avatar and it’s sending me crumpling to the floor.

ALRIGHT STORYTIME LET’S GO—first of all, I haven’t been on Tumblr for so long, nor have I interacted with anyone and coming back,, the web interface bamboozled me.

Anyway- the past year was roooough, like settling in and getting into college.

From the start, my brother and I have known of our depleting resources but couldn’t stop because of our mother’s insistence and my father’s very.. volatile attitude. Double the latter since he has cancer and has been nothing short of cranky and infuriated for the past years—knowing that the money is facing a downward slope because of his expensive medicines and learning that we’ll stop because of it would’ve,, been terribly bad and that's understating the nature of my headstrong, independent, and prideful father.

There were times when he was very somber about his state, but then mad—it was just a really bad time, but my brother and I finally convinced our mom that we had to stop for real a few months ago because money was just tight. Until now we’re hiding the fact from our dad that we stopped under the pretense that we’re only taking one course for the semester :v

We were very lost and torn.

I knew I had to go out and look for a job, but my brother would be doing the same, too—the thing was that we knew our mom couldn’t handle our dad being sick alone, so my brother opted to be the one to find work outside.

I’m learning materials and courses on my own at home, but finding a remote job without a degree is no doubt near unimaginable with how remote setups are almost nonexistent now. The time was just bleak at home, too, my father would ask for bad things to eat that would worsen his health and then blame it all on my mother when he felt body pains and repercussions—it was just BAD, that wasn't all of it, but I digress. Cancer sucks. 

Just a few days ago, I lost my uncle to the same thing, and now there’s an overall family dispute over who gets what and it feels like I’m living a kdrama fever dream [pls get me out hfasjdkfhdsaf]. I don’t recommend it if it’s not romance lmao.

Things were getting so out of hand and I also couldn’t get back into writing or socializing with everyone in my writing socials—but I still wanted to write without the expectation of being able to deliver as I used to. It was a de-stresser for me, so I opened a new account in ao3/quotev and wrote in.. November or December, I think. It was nice, I got to just type away and post and leave it at that.

I think one of the reasons why I didn’t go to Tumblr for that was because I knew I wouldn’t be able to commit to updates, and I love you guys, I didn’t want to say something and promise it’d be given but then nothing. I’ve done it back then and I just, don’t want to do that :(

Despite how heavy and dark the past year was, however, something really unexpected happened—okay here it goes.

As a child, I’ve been taught about Christian doctrine and was brought up to believe in the existence of a God. I didn’t have my heart in it though, of course not, how was I to believe something that I only knew because someone said it to me?? I did attend church out of duty and had a shallow fear of the greater being, but as an authentic believing person? Naw. 

Not until June at least.

I don’t know how to explain it rather I, out of the want to give my mother the chance to go somewhere she wanted to for Sunday, decided to join her for church. I was ready to just daze off and think about some solution to our problems, but then the sermon spoke to me—you know, that feeling when someone is passive-aggressively referring to you in a complaint or something?

It felt like that, only it felt like that message was something I was meant to hear, and boy I couldn’t believe it—neither did my mother [lol]. She told me how shocked she was when I listened throughout the what, an hour and a half of preaching that I usually just dismiss. 

It’s cliche, but my life really changed after that one simple Sunday.

All my tweeeeenty years of living, I’ve asked if God really is real and whatnot and I never got answered until July of 2023. What really cemented my belief in knowing that he is real, is when I decided to genuinely pray—then for seven consecutive days, the Bible would lead me to a page [like just randomly opening a part of the book after prayer] that answered my questions and/or convicted me of something. I'd wake up every day and an event would happen that would answer my confusion and I'd sit in the night thinking 'no way that just happened', but it did. Boy, when I tell you I thought I was going crazy.

Not to mention opportunities such as baptism and ministry suddenly popped my way when I only had the idea in my head and I kept it to myself. At first, I thought it was just a coincidence, but when it ‘popped up’ more than thrice in a single week, I knew it wasn’t. Think of it as like, the thing in fanfiction when it seemed like the universe was saying something to you. Yeah, I felt that for myself. Mindblowing.

I could go on and on about the other life-changing things that occurred, but this would be so long LOL.

But I never regret coming to faith and accepting Jesus for real that day, and although life is still dark for me these days, the burden feels light. It’s an amazing feeling. He's really changed everything.

I’m not going to force anyone these beliefs—I knew how it felt to be on the receiving end and it could get very annoying, rather I just spoke on it to say how wonderful it was to know him, and it would be nice to let others know about my side in case they'd also take the faith. Who knows?

Also, I think I understand what those people were saying now. Again, I won’t force anyone—just reminding and asking you to try if you want, because it’s amazing. Bombard me in my inbox if you’re interested, but no pushing here, because I’m a firm believer that things shouldn’t be forced if it’s not the right time yet. 

Anyway, that was my source of strength and hope to go through these days—and I believe it’s also the driving force that led me to write this out in.. in Tumblr of all places lol. If someone told me this would happen two years ago I'd laugh in their face 💀

Rather than just getting back into writing and opening my social circle again, there’s that bit in me that wants to say that religious epiphany. That said, I know how diverse everyone is in their beliefs so I’ll say it very tersely that, no, I will not be parading and pushing people to believe this and that—this space is, after all, my space for writing :)

Ah, and nor will I ramble about it like shuck lol, but I will, in private, when prompted. 

With that out of the way, back into writing—I was floored when I first opened Tumblr and saw all the notifications and messages about my disappearance and I could’ve cried, really. It touches me poor heart :sob: and I wanted to thank all of you for such caring messages—I wouldn’t be able to reply to all of them [there were many!

Like maybe more than fifteen or twenty, not even counting the direct messages] but know that I’m very- very grateful for every one of you.

I could crawl out of your screen and hug yall but I won’t because I can’t and it’d throw people off KJHFSADKJFHALJSKDFHA

Life is, again, still hard—and navigating it is still difficult, but I’m managing these days. I can no longer return to my usual days of sporadic updates and teasers lol, but I’m happy to say I will still be writing, though it won’t be my entire focus nowadays. When I open writing commissions for genshin and art commissions, it’d get me going, of course. 

I have to let go of most of my beloved works because I realized that sticking to them would take up most of my time when I need to be out there upskilling and taking initiative to start earning money to support the bills. I still wanted to write though, and in my downtime I even got to watching One Piece and writing a currently on-hold fanfiction for that in Ao3, but fuuully realized that, no, I’m no longer cut out for really long written stuff unless I commit to writing a long piece that would take weeks for it to be published. 

In the end I settled for a single character [wanderer bb] short story that I get into writing without much hassle, and make myself happy, still :) I have ideas for other characters, too, but getting them out to be posted would take longer than usual.

My other AUs, as well, since my focus is just.. God, life, expenses, work, then hobbies. I don’t guarantee finishing them [I think Tyranny? And others, like Smite/Mercy/etc.], but I have in mind to write a summary because I meant it back then when I said the plot was really finished. Sighgisghsighs

Opening art commissions, I’d do that soon—writing, too.

Maybe a kofi account, as well—but I won’t be having any posts I want to be posted to be locked behind some tip or pay. I’m thinking of only adding specials there, specials like, standalone oneshots from an AU, or an nsfw piece. Oh golly, writing that is so beyond me, I think that’s the only reason why if anything is going to be in kofi, it’d probably be the nsfw. I plan to keep this writing blog sfw, still. 

But we’ll,,, we’ll see [dying]

So yeah! That’s.. Everything. For the writing thing, I think I’ll technically just be .. here, lol, with a focus on that story with wanderer. Gone are the 7k worded oneshots, now we’re just around 1.5k unless I commit to the creation. The story is so fluffy too [not angst? Surprising] 

But again, I will write for others eventually—can’t say when, or how, or who, but I will in time. 

I have so many plans in my head about my life, and I’m glad to say going back to Tumblr is a check off the list. I have an original novel in mind, but would you all be interested in such a thing? I don’t honestly know—other than opening commissions, I also plan on a Youtube Channel, but that’s uncertain. A Webtoon for my original plot too is a maybe, buuuut those are just what-ifs. Time will tell!

Those are just my two cents and I don’t regret sharing that—you guys have been with me for so long, even if I don’t really know you all beyond that screen, you all really became a part of my life, too :”)) 

If you reached the end of this post, wow, I’m touched. I hope you all have a good day–oh wait, what do I say? Ah yes.

I wish you all a good mornight [fhkadjsfhiajhgf].

God bless yall sweet people. 

#moonlitrambles #queued #i actually navigated my tags and was gobsmacked. #i thought of a new and more organized blog but i aint got the time for that pls bear with me fhdajskfhas #plus i am so unwilling to leave this behind- i kennat

[hangesfavles]

Kitties and Compromises

a/n!: hi! i don’t usually write fanfics. this is actually my first time seriously sitting down and trying to write a fic, but i was inspired by an experience that happened to me fairly recently!! i’m not sure if i’ll write any more fanfiction, but if y’all like my writing you can send in a request, but i can’t promise it’ll be done quickly 😓 i’ll probably only write wlw, nblw, or nblnb! as for characters, i’d be interested in writing for hange, yelena (from aot), moira o’deorain, junker queen, chloe price, or hazel callahan! also ik not that many people will probably see this, but if you like hange fanfics puh LEASE check out @abbyslev on tumblr and @sweetgirl_r on ao3! bc i love their works and they’ve both indirectly inspired me so much! pls read their work its amazing <3 cross posted on tumblr and ao3, pls don’t steal my writing btw :3

4.3k words. Nonbinary Hange x Fem reader, but readers gender is only mentioned twice.

Summary: Hange really wants a cat, and you don’t. On your way to work one day, you hear a distant meowing in a sewer drain. No warnings btw! This is sfw and just fluffy <3

What were the odds of something like this happening to you? ​​Hange simply must’ve been manifesting this into the universe. The day started just like any other, waking up in the morning next to your spouse, Hange. You always wake up before them, reluctant to leave the warm comfort of Hange’s embrace. Even when they’re asleep they find ways to be clingy, whether that be trapping your body against their own as they cage you with their arms or simply latching onto your back and nuzzling your hair, it always makes mornings that much harder. You always admire their sleeping face before leaving your shared bed; Their peaceful expression and lack of their usual eyepatch reminds you how much they trust you. You groggily slip out of their arms, eliciting their normal whimpers and sleepy pleas for you to rejoin them. You kiss their cheek, not even bothering to respond to their words. You know they won’t remember their words or your own regardless. You get yourself dressed in your boring, formal work attire required for your office job. After fixing your hair in the mirror, you head to the bathroom first. You grab your toothbrush from the holder, smiling as you do so. The sight of Hange’s toothbrush next to your own always makes your heart flutter. Despite having lived with them for quite some time, you always fall victim to the butterflies in your stomach when you see your items mixed with their own. Simple things, like their “Best teacher” mug gifted to them by one of their students next to your plastic and faded Hello Kitty cup you’ve had since childhood, or your coat hanging on the same rack as theirs.

Your next stop is the kitchen. You always make lunch for yourself as well as Hange the night before, otherwise they’ll skip lunch entirely or on rare occasion buy fast food. It never bothers you, though. You love being able to do nice things for them. You know they appreciate it, because they send sweet ‘thank you’ messages along with a photo of them eating it every day without fail. Seeing their smile while eating the food you prepared specifically for them makes your effort completely worth it. You grab your food, placing it into your bag.

The third and final place you head towards is the living room. You grab your laptop- previously discarded- from the coffee table and place it in your bag as well. You groan softly with annoyance as you remember how Hange had distracted you last night from finishing a particularly long assignment from your boss. You had been working diligently for a few hours before Hange arrived home, demanding attention from you. You can’t even blame yourself, because how could you say no to your loving spouse’s puppy eyes? Not to mention the fact they had also enticed you by offering to watch a new movie with you until it was time to make dinner. That’s another action that never fails to make your heart beat faster in your chest. They make dinner while you prepare tomorrow’s lunch, always on the counter closest to them. You sigh as you think about the fact you’ll have a little bit of extra work to do while you leave the house and enter your car to drive to work.

Hange loves you. Everything about you, and anything that comes with you. They love your day-to-day routine, never growing bored even when doing monotonous tasks and chores. Things they had hated previously have magically become more interesting, like grocery shopping or doing laundry. But even so, something felt… missing. They were 100% sure this feeling has nothing to do with the love they have for you, or the love you have for them. They undeniably and unconditionally love you, otherwise they wouldn’t have proposed to you. They knew early on into your relationship that they wanted to spend the rest of their life with you by their side. Because of this, they want to have a family with you. Neither of you had been particularly fond of the idea of having children- at least, not yet. Having a child is a lot of work, as well as an incredibly big time and financial commitment. They want a cat. They knew that they wanted a pet cat before they had even moved out of their parents’ house… However, they also knew that you were against the idea. They’ve been begging for the past few months about how badly they want to adopt one, only to be shut down by you, saying how expensive it would be to buy one, as well as the essentials for it: a collar, carrier, grooming supplies, litter box, litter, a scooper, toys, food bowls, food in general, as well as occasional vet visits. Between both of your jobs, you and Hange live comfortably. If the two of you agreed to cut back on recreational spending, they were sure buying a pet was within reason, but they knew you didn’t want to. You enjoyed being able to go on nice dates with them on occasion, to the movies, aquarium, dinner, art museums, and sometimes you even do escape rooms together. They also savor the dates you go on together, but that doesn’t stop them from asking you at least twice a week if you’ve warmed up to the idea of owning a cat. Spoiler alert, you haven’t. So imagine their surprise when they receive a video call from you in the middle of class, revealing you holding a dirty, gray kitten with one hand.

Really, what were the odds of this happening? After getting out of your car when you arrived at the office building, you hear loud, high-pitched cries coming out of a nearby sewer. Your kind heart wouldn’t and couldn’t ignore it. You follow the sound, crouching in front of the drain, that’s when you see it. The tiniest kitten you’ve ever laid eyes on, seemingly trapped at the bottom of a sewer drain. You jog as fast as your heels can take you, alerting your boss about the situation, telling him you’ll clock in as soon as you can help the poor thing. He graciously allows you to do so, a perk of being a dedicated manager. You jog back towards the drain, kneeling down to look at the kitten again. You were sure if you called the cops that they would take hours to show up, if at all. Instead, you search for the phone number of your local fire department.

Saving this goddamn cat was a long process. Who knew removing the cover of a drain would take so long? It had taken over two hours to remove the cover, and then another forty five minutes to lure the kitten close enough for the firefighter to grab. The kitten was left in your care after it was safely removed from the drain. Luckily, it was dry except for its paws. You were considering what you should do at this moment. The kitten doesn’t seem to have a collar, and you can see a few fleas crawling around on its back. You realize that you simply can’t place it on the ground to roam free once more, what if it’s hungry? What if it gets hurt or stuck again? You’re not sure you would be able to sleep at night knowing you abandoned the cat. You figure you should first and foremost take it to the vet to see if it possibly has an owner who microchipped it. Before doing so, you decide to do what any rational person would do, call Hange. You feel bad for bothering Hange when you know that they’re working, but you wanted to tell them what you’ve dealt with for the past three hours.

When Hange feels the vibration of their phone in their pocket, illuminating from your call, they know that they should answer. They hold their phone in their hand before glancing around their classroom, the eyes of their students peering at them curiously. They chuckle nervously. “...Ah, pardon me for a minute! My wife is calling me. Feel free to chatter while I’m away, just be sure to keep it down, okay?” They give the class an awkward thumbs up and a matching smile. They aren’t sure if you’ve ever called them while they were working, and they feel a pang of worry as they step out of their classroom and into the hallway to answer the call.

The look on their face was priceless. Their eye widens a little with confusion, their lips parting as if they wanted to say something, but they clearly have trouble finding the words. You speak before they do, explaining briefly how you heard the kitten crying, the amount of time it took to save the small creature, and how you plan to take it to a vet to see if it has an owner. After you’re finished speaking, Hange is quick to ask you “Can we keep it if it doesn’t have a chip? C’mon, pretty please? This opportunity is perfect! We won’t have to pay hundreds of dollars to adopt one, we just gotta cover the essentials!” They beg you, barely even stopping for breath as they plead quickly. “I don’t know, Han… Let me take it to the vet first. I’ll let you know what happens from there.”

Hange has been on the edge of their seat all day. You’ve been sending them updates, albeit slowly, considering the kitten is being tested for multiple things, like parasites, ear and eye infections, and other long term health conditions like feline leukemia. What they know so far is that the kitten is- according to the vet- probably a girl, not microchipped, and the poor thing is infested with fleas. You had mentioned to Hange that the vet said it’s a little bit early to tell if she’s really a girl, but that she currently looks like one. Hange has never been so attached to their phone at work before. They can’t help but glance at it between sentences, hoping to see their screen lit up by a message from you.

Today has been tiring, despite not even truly having gone into work. You’re stressed, nervous, and worst of all, bored. Your boredom doesn’t help your running thoughts. Instagram can only distract your brain so much when all you can think about is this kitten you’ve unwillingly bonded with. The longer you sit in the waiting room, the more you realize how worried you really are about being able to keep the kitten, despite your initial reservations about keeping a stray animal. She was just that cute. Throughout the whole car ride to the vet, she sat in your lap obediently, even curling up into a ball and purring. Not once did she cry or try to escape your lap. She had only started crying once you left her alone with the vet, and that broke your heart more than you’re willing to admit. You already feel like you have a bond with her, and it would be devastating if she happened to be sick or injured. What you’re waiting for right now is for her to use the bathroom. Number two is preferable, but they would work with number one if that’s all she could do. You silently thank yourself for stopping by a grocery store to get her some canned cat food, which she had eaten in the car on the way here. After waiting in the vet for a whopping 4 more hours, they had concluded all of the proper tests. The vet calls you back into the exam room, ready to talk about the results. Apparently, she ended up doing number 2 when she was left alone in a kennel. “Hello Mrs. Zoe!” He says with a friendly smile. “So, I’ll start with the bad news. Our little friend here has plenty of fleas, which I’m sure you saw already, and after running tests on her stool, I found that she does indeed have a parasite.” After hearing his words, you feel your nervousness festering more than ever. You nod at his words, urging him to continue. “But, there’s plenty of good news. The parasite is nothing life-threatening. She just needs to be medicated every day for a week. Other than that, she is entirely healthy. Do you plan on keeping her?” You think about your answer for a moment, but inside, you knew your mind was already made up. You had plenty of time to think about it in the waiting room, and you can’t deny the fact you’re already smitten with the small animal. You nod at him, a small smile appearing on your face as well. “Well, that’s great! You’ll have to come back tomorrow or the day after to pick up her medicine. We’ll give you a call when it’s ready to be picked up.” He flashes you another award-winning smile before leaving the room to retrieve the kitten. “Congratulations, she’s very well behaved.” He comments as he hands her back to you carefully. “Thank you, doctor. My spouse is going to be absolutely over the moon.” You giggle softly as you hold her once more and leave the office. You hold the kitten in one hand, and reach into your pocket to check the time on your phone. By now, it was almost time for Hange to get off of work. You sit in the car, the kitten once more making herself comfortable on your lap. You try not to think about her fleas as you take a moment to video call Hange once more.

Hange had just finished their last class of the day when you called. They were sitting at their desk, grading some old assignments before they officially left school. This was typical for them, because they absolutely hated dealing with the traffic caused by all of the other teachers, as well as students and school buses leaving the area at once. They see your call and immediately answer with a huge, dopey smile on their face. “Hi, love!” They exclaim, evidently excited for whatever updates you’re going to give them. When the video loads, they aren’t met with your dazzling beauty, but another small, adorable face. You can’t help but giggle as you look down at your phone, the angle making the kitten look funny. She paws the screen in front of her. “D'aww!! She’s so cuteee!” Hange squeals with excitement at the view. You giggle lightheartedly at Hange’s childish excitement. Their enthusiasm for the world around them was something that drew you in immediately about them, and it is still a trait that you adore. “Isn’t she? She’s so sweet and well behaved.” You move the phone away from the kitty, instead showing Hange your face. “Has she melted your cold heart already?” They tease with a soft chuckle. “Oh, shut up Hange!” You giggle at their joke anyways. “I’m just teasing, love. Soooo… Is she ours? Is she healthy?” They ask excitedly, but they already assume that the answer is yes, considering how happy you seem to be. “I just got done speaking with the vet, apparently she has a parasite.” You notice Hange’s lips part into an ‘o’ shape as you say this. You can also notice the concern morphing its way into their features. “But he said that after being medicated for… like… a week or so, she should be perfectly fine.” Hange’s earlier excitement makes a comeback, the worry melting off their features as they squeal a bit. “C’mon, we have to keep her!” They whine and plead. “You love her already, it’s obvious. Stop avoiding the question.” A pout forms on Hange’s lips as they try to convince you for the umpteenth time to have a pet. You sigh softly at their cute expression, giggling breathily at their antics. “I do love her. And you’re right, this is a perfect chance for us to have a pet since we didn’t have to buy her. I guess love is about compromise, or whatever… And since I know how much you’ve always wanted a cat, we can keep her.”

Hange had rushed home in record speed. It’s shocking that they got home in one piece without any tickets or crashes. You were right in the assumption that they would be over the moon about this perfect coincidence, Hange wanted to meet her more than anything. You have been home for a bit by the time Hange arrives at your shared home. They practically launch through the door, before realizing their excitement might startle the kitten. When you hear the door opening, you greet them at the door with your arms open wide. They quickly rush into your embrace, lifting you up and enthusiastically shaking you around. They place a chaste kiss on your lips before putting you on the floor once more. “Not that I’m not excited to see you, but where is she?” They ask with childlike excitement. They’re practically bouncing off the walls. As if on cue, a high pitched cry emits from the bathroom. “I have her in the bathroom right now and I put a blanket in there with her. We’re-” Your sentence is cut off by Hange making their way to the bathroom, carefully opening the door. You smile at their excitement, following after them. “Make sure she doesn’t get out. We’re gonna need to give her a flea bath before she can leave the bathroom.” Hange mumbles out a ‘mhm’ before kneeling beside the bathtub. The kitten is looking up at them with big doe eyes. Hange is doing all they can not to squeal and shout from how utterly adorable she is. You decide to take a seat on top of the closed toilet, simply content to see your partner so lively. Hange carefully outstretches their hand to the animal, who seems to back away the tiniest bit. “Heeeeyyyyyyy baby…” They whisper quietly. “Pspspsp…” The kitten sniffs Hange’s finger skeptically, but doesn’t react otherwise. They take this as a sign that it’s okay to pet her. Two of their lithe fingers scratch at the top of the kitten's head, much to her content. Hange mumbles sweet, hushed words to the animal that you can’t really hear. The world around you seems to grow blurry, as you tune out everything else that isn’t your partner and your newfound pet. There wasn’t anything else worth caring about at the moment. The tenderness Hange displays, a stark contrast from their typical erraticism, has your heart thumping in your chest. Hange has always been equally caring as they are observant. While Hange will probably always be excitable, they’re very aware of other’s emotions. They know when someone is overwhelmed or tired, or maybe shy and nervous, meaning they always know when they should turn it down a notch. Quiet moments with them were always your favorite moments. Moments where you two could simply be, without the need for conversation or action. Moments like this morning, where you can stare at their tired face without any ounce of uncomfort. Hange scoops up the kitten into their arms, holding her near their chest, seemingly unbothered by the fleas littering her body. They look up at you, smiling with their teeth and giggling. Their eyes are squinted shut by how much they’re smiling. Even as you’re lost in thought, not fully aware, you smile back at them unconsciously because it’s second nature. You snap out of your trance when you see a flea jump off of her body. “Yuck.” You say, squishing the bug with your shoe and picking it up with a piece of toilet paper. “I picked up some flea shampoo when I went to get her something to eat.” You say, holding up a purple bottle. “She won’t like this, but put her in the sink.”

The two of you have spent the better part of an hour picking the rest of the bugs out of the kitten's fur. The flea bath helped substantially, but there were still some that crawled around. Neither of you have spotted bugs for a few minutes, so you retire from your task, wrapping the small animal in a towel as Hange holds her, trying to transfer their own warmth to her. “She’s such a sweetie.” They coo softly, bouncing the kitty as if she’s a small child. “We should feed her soon. Did you get anything else from the pet store?” They ask, tilting their head at you as they ask. “No, she got really antsy when she was alone for too long, so I tried to run in and out as fast as possible. We’re gonna have to go back.” “Oh, but we can’t leave her to go out, what if she thinks we abandoned her!?” They ask you with puppy eyes. “We can’t take her out, she could still have fleas. I can ask someone to watch her while we go out.” You say, pulling out your phone to text one of your and Hange’s shared friends.

Levi and Erwin step into your home, the former appearing to be intensely displeased. “I can’t believe you’re making me do this on a weekday.” Levi grumbles, while Erwin smiles politely at you and Hange. “He’s being dramatic, it’s no trouble. You two will only be gone for an hour before we head home again.” Erwin chuckles, walking to the living room, where the now dried kitten sits on the couch. She runs and hides at the sight of so many people. “Thank you guys for doing this, I know it’s last minute.” You chuckle nervously at Levi’s obvious irritation. “We didn’t exactly have the luxury to give you notice, Shorty.” Hange teases, grinning as Levi rolls his eyes. “Whatever, three eyes. Get going so we can get home already.” Hange pouts, not only from the nickname, but also at the fact they’re being rushed out of their own home. You try not to burst out laughing at the nickname. “Three eyes is diabolical.” You choke out, opting to take their hand and head out, hopefully so Hange doesn’t feel embarrassed. “We’ll be back soon, thank you again!” You wave, before hopping in the car with a pouting Hange to get supplies for your currently unnamed pet.

Who knew shopping with Hange would take so long? You knew, actually. You were vaguely aware of the fact that Hange’s erraticism isn’t the best trait when trying to go shopping quickly. You’ve only been shopping with them a few times, and after an hour of bouncing around the store, it becomes a little bit tiring. This doesn’t even account for the many different random items they tend to pick up and insist they need. A similar thing happens when you attempt to shop for your cat. You asked Hange to find a decently sized litter box, and they come back to beg you for toys they think look funny, a bed shaped like a ramen cup, a hat for the kitten, and a matching onesie for her. You have to refrain from twitching your eye as they entirely forgot to get the litter box you tasked them to find. You end up putting the toys, bed, and hat in the basket, since you planned on buying her these things anyway. “Han... My beloved... You forgot the litter box.” You watch as they chuckle nervously, rubbing the back of their neck. “Right... Be right back.” They turn away, determined to get the litter box, (and only the litter box,) while you decide between two bundles of kitten food.

Hange finds you once more, looping their arms around your waist. You’re momentarily shocked, but you quickly recognize the scent of them surrounding you. They place their head on your shoulder, proud of the fact they managed not to pick up anything except the litter box. They poke your cheek, giving you a grin. When you turn your head towards them, they tap their finger against their cheek, silently asking to be rewarded for completing the task you gave them. You roll your eyes playfully and give them a soft peck.

You return home after an hour and a half, being slightly delayed by Hange’s typical short and ever-changing attention span. Erwin helps you and Hange bring in the bags of cat necessities. You and Hange tiredly plop down on your couch once you’ve finished, feeling tired from all the events of the day. Levi sighs from beside you. You and Hange look at him, seeing the cat curled up and sleeping on his lap. “This damn cat wouldn't leave me alone. Always craving attention, like it can't survive without constant petting. Needy little furball.” He grumbles. Despite his attitude, he still allows her to sleep in his lap, which you and Hange are both grateful for. He carefully picks her up, shifting her into Hange’s lap instead. They both try their best to ensure she isn’t disturbed by the transfer. You stand up as Levi does, seeing the couple out. “Thank you both again for doing this. We’ll see you guys on Sunday for dinner. It’s our turn to cook this week!” You giggle. Erwin pats your shoulder in a dad-like fashion. “Don’t mention it. Levi was loving the attention she gave him. See you Sunday.” He smiles. To this, Levi rolls his eyes, elbowing his lover lightly as you see them out.

Once again, you plop on the couch beside your own lover. They look at you with worry. “What are we going to do with her? She’s gonna be so scared if we leave her at home, all alone...” You raise your eyebrow, wondering where this conversation is leading. “I’m sure she’ll get used to it. It’s impossible for us to have someone watch her every day while we’re at work.” In response to your words, they cover the kitten's ears. “You’re evil! How could you talk about our daughter that way?” They pout, giving you puppy eyes. You laugh, rolling your eyes playfully at their joke. “You know...” They start. You look at them tiredly, knowing you probably won't like whatever comes next. “We could always get another to keep her company.”

#hange x reader #hange zoe x reader #levi ackerman #erwin smith #eruri #aot eruri #attack on titan #aot fluff #aot #fanfic #hange fluff #tooth rotting fluff #fluff #modern au #established relationship #hanji zoe x reader #hanji zoë #hanji zoe #hanji x reader #hange #hange zöe #hange zoë #hange zoe #hange aot #reader insert #no use of y/n #kitten #cat #domestic fluff #science teacher hange

[royuuo]

Junii's About Me/DNI/BYF

I can legally say tits now

Hi, I'm moving from doing nothing in the trash hell of twitter to tumblr; I'm "new-ish" to tumblr so get to know me:

Yes I am a mature [otherwise known as nsfw] blog, instead of harassing me pls just block me; if you are a "sfw only interact" acc or a minor and I interact with you I'm sorry I wasn't aware and pls politely block me, I will understand

Hey hey, it's ur self proclaimed uncle Junii Crow. I'm hispanic non-binary that goes by he/they pronouns and I'm age 20. I'm polyromantic and bisexual, can't get more queer than this/j (yup when casually texting I use tone tags to clarify my messages).

I'm an aspiring webcomic artist aka unemployed. I sometimes draw, sometimes I write rants or blogs but most of the time I talk about silly stuff. Because I'm an adult I want to be around other adults because my content might get sexually graphics at times especially with my taboo kinks like cnc.

Note: I am not interested in looking for others so pls avoid flirting with me.

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I'm an atheist even if I tend to say "omg", bit of a cultural thing lol. I believe in human rights, tolerance of all religions as long as they don’t violate a human’s right, and ethical consumption of meat. 

I have a side blog which is more... sfw in nature, doing doc templates and maybe share a doodle or two here and there. Basically, content anyone can interact with unlike here which is strictly mdni.

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I like aesthetic; psychological horror, gore/guro and angst, roleplay, usually intense and edgy ones but I also enjoy a good fluff rp; art, I draw every full moon; oc talk, I could endlessly talk about them lol; aaaand memes of ocs.

Basically, don't be an asshole.

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I dislike pretty much anyone in my dni list, mean and purposely edgy ppl without chance of talking; big personal pet peeve is ppl always rping in character even when just normally talking like pls just stop, I'm talking about memes I don't need u pretending to be ur pfp.

Do Not Interact

➸ minors/ sensitive adults

➸ anti/ pro-shippers [both can politely stfu]

➸ political speaker, no right wings no leftist this is a political free zone

➸ the rest: racists, homophobes, terfs, radfems, super straights, nazis, white supremacists, exclusionists, toxic/ problematic ppl, fake disorders for attention, pedophiles/ maps/ zoophiles, promote eating disorders/ self harm, simp for serial killers, clout chaser, romanticize abusers/ killers, like “dark romance”, spread misinformation about topics [anti-vaxxers/ conspiracy theorists], art thieves/ tracers,

Will block if. . .

You’re a minor/ have an ageless account, fit any of the criteria in my dni, are agere (the idea personally makes me uncomfortable) are a sex primary account/porn bot, are toxic/ have a “dark” humor, you call abuse “romance”, you shame artists for using references, your blogs make me uncomfortable in any way, you’re an anti-shipper who gets out of their way to harass others/ are a pro-shipper who ships underage characters, both: ew.

Before You Follow I am...

a rape victim who’s rape led to hypersexuality and a rape fetish (cnc), if non-con/ dub-con make you uncomfortable pls block me. I like speaking of dark and mature topics so if any make you uncomfortable pls block me [side note: I WILL NOT ROMANTICIZE SAID DARK TOPICS, IF YOU DO... FUCK OFF].

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Interact if... You're like me, a chill mature blogger :3

#dni #mdni #byf #about me #intro post

[jayflrt]

HELLO MY NAME IS NANA i opened this ask box to write a LIVE COMMENTARY of me reading strawberry lemonade! here goes nothing

omg SEX DRIVE OF BONOBOS i freaking CACKLED like why is his reference SO SPECIFIC

sunghoon collecting praying mantises is so freaking random and hilarious WHAT

not heeseung just CALMLY OFFERING A SOLUTION wow king

"he was looking like you like you were crazy for refusing" EXACTLY LIKE HOW DOES ONE REFUSE A JAY PARK

HEESEUNG GETTING CONFUSED TOO AHSDHASDHA

"staring at his lips because you were a whore" I DID NOT READ THIS TO GET CALLED OUT

"You sound like a Euphoria character" I DON'T EVEN WATCH EUPHORIA WHY IS THIS SO FUNNY

"you're the star actress here" BYE ACT FOOL ACT FOOL

the louder, bolder is gonna be an inside joke BET

"for real this time" JAY SHUT UP

ughh this was so good? i love the backstory and the build up it kinda reminds me of Easy A where Olive helped a guy by pretending to have sex with him lmao the obnoxious yelling and moaning was theater-quality.

ANYWAY your writing is incredible and as part of the en- writer community (yeah i just made that up) I decided to leave asks for writers after I read their fic to know that they are appreciated. Looking forward to more of your work! by the way I also post my writing on my blog and there are mainly for Heeseung and Jay. stop by sometime!

(cont.) Hiiiii! I was wondering if you got my really long ask filled with reactions to strawberry lemonade??? If you did not I will riot at tumblr because I took time writing it but if you did but haven't answered that's ok! And if you did answer I didn't get a notif TUMBLR EXPLAIN

omg it’s so nice to meet you nana !! 🥰💖 i remember your comment!!! i’m not sure if you’re new to my blog but welcome anyways and LIKE THIS MADE ME SO HAPPY THANK YOU FOR TAKING THE TIME TO DO THIS 🥹 ALSO OMG IM SORRY I DID GET THE ASK I JUST TOOK A WHILE TO GET TO IT BC MY ASK BOX PILED UP 🤧 i am very very glad that tumblr did Not eat it otherwise i would be sending an unfriendly message to them >;((

HAHAH LOWKEY THE NATURE DOCUMENTARY PART WAS SELF INSPIRED(??) my friend even pointed it out when she read the fic and was like “isn’t this u” LMAODJFJ and pls i don’t know what possessed me to make sunghoon a praying mantis collector but i think what’s worse is that he never made an appearance in the fic so he couldn’t even defend or redeem himself <3 justice 4 sunghoon 🤧 HAHHA HEESEUNG WAS JUST TIRED HE WANTED THEM TO STFU but he ended up being wingman of the year !! 🤩 NOO THE WHORE LINE I AM ESCORTING MYSELF TO HELL FOR THAT also the euphoria joke ,, i literally stole that from my own smau 😭 but the smau isn’t out yet ….. so when it’s out i’m gonna be technically stealing it from myself Again 🤨

omg I LITERALLY WATCHED EASY A A FEW MONTHS AGO I DIDNT EVEN MAKE THE CONNECTION but omg you’re so right i remember that scene 😭😭 it was so funny HHAHA even tho the guy was actually putting in effort 😤 jay was giving NOTHING

but thank you so much love that means the world !! 🥰💗 and that’s amazing that you’re doing that! leaving authors feedback or commentary is something that’s so so special and lets them know that they’re making an impact with their stories ♡ thank you for sending such a sweet message and i hope you’re having a wonderful day/night 🌷🌷

#💌 : love notes #forjongseong #fic: strawberry lemonade #💘💞💗💖💘💝💕💖💗

[harrysthiccthighss]

Hope you're having a good day bestie! x

Lauren bestieeee pls don't think I'm ignoring you, I just saw both your messages now :( tumblr being a butt head again and not notifying me.

But I'm having a great day so far, I got my hair done yesterday and I now I can't stop looking at it and touching it 😂

BUT as you know the heat here has been sickening, I wake up, I sweat, I walk, I sweat, I eat, I sweat, I sleep, I sweat. It's so horrible. And there's no air too 😭 I can't wait for the cooler weather.

I hope your week is going fantastic, sending some cooler air your way 😂

#a little counter esperanto #Ask

[star-realities]

tumblr stop eating messages in my ask box pls <3

#if I ever don’t answer your ask #this is what happened #*eye twitching* #they don’t show up in my notifs sometimes and then I finally check the inbox and #BAM thousand messages #I’m so sorry besties

[jungwnies]

my dearest, my loveliest, my most talented and only maeby baby hi!! ^^

sorry i've been mia, last week my mom went on a business trip and cause she didn’t want me alone at home and my sister ordering an uber alone at 9pm i spent a couple of days with her at uni!

my sister is a (visual) arts major (also her school is hUGE) so i was able to see a lot of cute stuff and learn a lil bit of info (i learned about printers in one class and hey! actually very interesting, of course I did not retain any information but believe me it was fun and interesting ^^)

i also managed to experiment a little bit with my air dry clay projects and just made a lil bowl and a cup which even tho it was my first time they turned out so cute 🥺 (also my sister found out that they do a little flea market situation at her school like every month and she said that i could go there and try to sell some of my stuff! let’s hope I sell well! 🤞🏻)

on a not so happy note, after like almost 5 months without it, in two weeks im having a therapy session 😖, i dont remember if I’ve mentioned this before but ya girl used to go to therapy since like 2018 but this year i had to stop due to financial difficulties and for some time now i've been dealing with some… stuff that im pretty sure need a lil bit of guidance so i just scheduled by session with my therapist (kinda sad tho, doing it without my mom knowing but ya gotta to what you gotta do), hopefully it’s just a small bump and i can go back on track unu

(also you’ve heard avatar is going back on theaters for like a week ahhhh like the highlight of the month so far hahaha)

are u back in school? how’s it going? i know it’s easier said than done but pls don’t stress and you know it: take your breaks, chill, drink water, eat your meals and snacks, listen to some tunes and try to do something that you love! (one of my goals for when before the year is over is to read at least two physical books again! do you have any goals you are still aiming to accomplish? ^^)

sending so much love to exactly wherever you are ring know 💗💗💗🍪(i was eating a cookie just now so you get one as well)

love you maeby baby <3

take care, im always rooting for you! （＾∇＾）

- 🧸anon

omg ofc never feel obligated to message me often, just seeing your emoji pop up on my notifications is enough even if it’s not all the time. it’s always so heartwarming when you come into my inbox 💕

i think it’s cool that’s your sister is a visual arts major, a lot of my friends went to the school of performing and visual arts and i was the one who went to the school of arts and sciences 😂 university was fun before i actually had to start taking classes, but it’s not that bad and it’s kind of fun on some days.

also i hope that your air dry clay items sell well wherever you desire to sell them 👏👏 they seem so cute i want one now 👉👈

i completely understand financial problems and stopping something because of them, but i’m really happy to hear that you’re going back because that means you’re acknowledging that thoughts and behaviors you have (it’s always good to be aware of your emotions) so i’m really proud of you for going, even if you didn’t tell your mom. even if it’s a small bump, everyone deserves a chance to talk about it right? 💗

(i’m super excited for the new avatar to come out, im anxious waiting for it LOL)

school on the other hand for me has been going really well so far, i am an ESL major, and i minor in psychology so it’s really fun especially at my school. my main goals are being able to balance social media (tumblr) and my personal life :) i really enjoy writing here so i hate when i face any delays but of course that’s normal for any writer on here.

sending you lots of love and care where you are as well mwa mwa 💕💕💞

#🧸 ― jungwnies #🧸 #🧸 anon #answered #⌦ .｡.:*♡ ― inbox #📥 — jungwnies

[manjiroscum]

hi hi!! i think my message didnt get through your inbox huhu anyway.. thats good to know that u r feeling a lot better now.. like better than when u answered my ask the last time hihi and dont be sorry. hope u r having a wonderful weekend🤗 -p

HI P ANON (｡・//ε//・｡)💕

oh nu :(( tumblr pls stop eating my asks challenge 😭 awee ur so sweet luv 🥺 hope ur also doing fine mentally and physically!! dont forget to drink water always and i also hope u have an awesome weekend too 🥺💖

#answers✨ #p anon💕

[winetae]

hello my sag bestie and angel 😇 🥺💞💞!! i’m glad you had fun on your trip and I hope you can go on another one soon!!! alcohol/carbs detox JFJFJFJF don’t deprive yourself!! ah i stayed mostly in Rome and then spent a day in both Venice and Florence! no romantic gondola rides for me tho I was with my brother and his dumb friends fjfnfnnvnf i hope life is treating you well and that you’re having a lot of fun but also taking things slow and easy!!! How are you doing lately angel?

YESSSS hehe I love that we had the same fave songs off the album!! Honestly that’s fair and if I had to recommend one song I loved yuck!! thank u again for posting that drabble angel it was so good it got me through the week 🥺🥺💞💞💞 I’ve been in my yoongi feelings lately JFJFJFJF

RIGHT I would love to find what else we have in common!!! business proposal is so fun!! a little cheesy but i love the second couple so much!! omg yay you too!!! I’m really enjoying spy x family too!! I also started youth of May bc you recommended it and I have a feeling it’ll make me very sad GKGKGJKGKG

Awww omg please you bring all the positivity, fun, and pink perfection!! YES I literally cannot stop putting a little gloss over a red tint now so thank you!!! white wine and macaroon cake!! Omg yum I’m so glad you’re treating yourself!! I love you and here’s to it being may already like what the heck fjfnfnfn! I hope you have an amazing week and weekend mwah!! 🥰🥰🥺🥺

HI ANGEL 😇 ✨✨✨🤍💗🌸🕊 how are you ??? i hope you’ve been doing well, staying safe and eating well 🌸 and YES I had so much fun…. I wish I was on vacation 24/7 ☁️ and LOL dw I could not stay away from my weekly intake of ramen/wine 🤠 omg that sounds amazing !! even if it was with your bro and his friends hahaa what was ur fave city to visit ? N IM SORRY I WENT MIA I switched jobs and started 2 new ones (the worst idea I’ve had in a while lmao) and we also had a heat wave that made my internal battery go down to 0%… I had no energy left in my to do anything rip

oooh I listened to yuck ! ty fo the rec ✨ AND PLS I wanted to reply to ur tags on the drabble but tumblr wouldn’t let me tag u 🤧 I’m so so happy u liked it ! Def made writing worth it 😚😚😚 I hope I can get back into writing bc I’ve got like 49k worth of words sitting in my drafts

YES me2 💖 omg business proposal ! I saw that viral kissing scene of the guy w the glasses !! but I’m just not really a rom com girl so i haven’t taken the plunge dinekcnek AHHHH youth of may 🥺 my babies 🥺 ur right it’s so sad u should prepare ur box of tissues 🤧😭😭😭 rn though im waiting for street man fighter LOL i want my dose of mnet drama

💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗 ily i hope ur living ur best life !!!!! i’ve been feeling so stressed bc work n bc my mom is staying w me atm but ur messages never fail to bring light into my life 🤍✨ i’m sending u all the good vibes and wish u the best week ! ! ! 😚

#💌🕊 #lonelyending 🦋 #I MISSED U 🤍🤍🤍🤍

[datleggy]

Did you receive a prompt where Buck suffers from broken-heart syndrome?

I looked thru my inbox twice but no sorry anon Tumblr must've eaten it 😔

#feel free to send it again 😩 #anon #ask #tumblr stop eating my messages #pls

[nxtsnw]

HEYYY I LOVED THE WAKASA X READER "kiss in the rain", if requests are open, will u pls make one for Inui 😭😭 (I'm new to Tumblr)

KISS IN THE RAIN (2)

here's the one with wakasa <3

n.a: hihii! AW thank you so much, i'm glad for that<33 !! rn my requests are closed, but i thought about this little scenario so i hope you like it (welcome to tumblr!!)

summary: brainrot for inui

character: inui seishu x gn!reader

genre: fluff <3

The prom, what many students from the first year looked at with dreamy eyes, hoping one day to go there accompanied by their lover, had never attracted that much to you.

Although you were also curious, you didn't have that light that you saw in all your friends, so you decided you wouldn't go there this year, and you invented justifications not to go there. You decide to spend the evening alone watching a movie, eating junk, and taking time for yourself and to relax.

During the whole evening, you couldn't stop thinking about what the others were doing at the prom, especially after discovering that Inui, your classmate, and great friend, would go there. He wasn't quite your crush, but there was definitely more than a friendship between the two of you, and you were probably the only ones who didn't realize it.

The more you tried to distract yourself, the more your thought went towards the prom, and towards that boy, who knows if in the end he was gone there, if so how he would have dressed? Was he dancing with someone at the time?

You tried to stop thinking about it, but when you were ready to go to bed a message arrives. It was him, Inui Seishu, that friend of yours to whom you had dedicated your thoughts all evening. It was a clear and concise message:

[Hey. Would you like to go out with me?]

[Inui? are you okay? what do you mean?]

[ all right, I'm Inui's friend, but he has been looking for you all evening, please give him a chance]

[ Me? What should I do?]

[Come here now]

That was the final blow. After losing a few beats, your heart started beating again to the rhythm of the rain beating on your window.

Would you go out for him in the rain at night? Well, you did.

You left the house and walked quickly to the prom venue. The place was a few steps away, and a thousand-second thoughts came. What if it was all a joke? In the meantime you had lowered the umbrella, the rain had slightly decreased but by now you were already soaked.

You lowered your eyes, still thinking about what to do. But when you looked up I saw two eyes watching you closely.

"Inui - you scared me," you said when you realized who owned those eyes.

"Oh I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to"

You have drifted away, so you had more time to observe the whole figure. He was breathtakingly beautiful.

Dressed in a white shirt, with wide sleeves, and a kind of a corset of the same color, accompanied by velvet trousers. The moonlight reflected off his blond hair and made it appear gold, and so his eyes sparkled too. Matching heels made him taller than you, and he was perfectly balanced as he watched you.

"You're all wet from the rain, are you okay?" He asked you

You nodded, without stopping staring at him with lost eyes. Before you could speak, he added:

"Um, I know you came for the messages I am sorry, koko took my phone and I-" he said, walking away slightly and lowering his head.

" It's true that you have been looking for me all evening?"

"Maybe.." at that moment your eyes met again. You saw him suddenly blush, approach you, and then he gently took your face in his hands.

"May I?" he asked you.

Once again, you nodded, so he gently placed his lips on yours. He tasted of a mixture of cherry and lemon.

You two were both soaked from the rain so he took the opportunity to get close to him and hug you.

When you are separated, the rain had stopped too. The moon was at the highest point of the sky; it seemed that nature itself had tenderly accompanied that kiss.

#inui x y/n #<33 #he's the prettiest #PLS #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers hcs #tokyorev #inui seishu x reader #inui seishu #tokyo revengers inui #inui x reader #inupi seishu #hajime kokonoi

[secret-engima]

So, I don't know if tumblr ate my last ask about this or if you haven't been able to answer this yet but... for any Nox AU, when Regis asking the Astrals about when the Chosen is going to show up, whichever one was talking to him was in the middle of delivering that dramatic "Already Born" speech when they just... stop.

And say BRB, need to check on something, since Nox and Ardyn just showed up and they need to figure out something about how the prophecy will happen now, and Regis is just... waiting... because from what he had already heard, he can put together that it might be his baby boy, but the Astral stopped and said they'd be right back, so something might be wrong or change. So Regis is just camping out in the Crystal room, waiting for them to come back because this is Important. Clarus is trying to get Regis to leave the room for Council meetings or something and Regis is just screaming about how he needs to hear the rest of the message. Maybe it's just a day or two, maybe it's a week. Either way, I picture the Astral kinda just... forgetting about Regis for a bit while thay get Nox and Ardyn settled.

Then they pop back over real quick and imply that it's not Noctis or that it might become someone else. But they were still "Born of the Father" or however they put it originally. Nox gets outed by the Astrals since they were never told not to say anything.

So now, Regis is on the hunt for this other child that he knows nothing about. Doesn't know where they are. Doesn't know how old, beyond before he met/married Aurela. Doesn't know what they look like, but banking on LC genes being strong. Maybe he doesn't even know the gender! But they're somewhere!

Regis is also feeling a little guilty because at least it's not Noctis. But it is still his child. Just for that stabbing of his conscience.

*squints* I *have* seen you ask this before, and I could have sworn I answered it. Does Tumblr eat answered asks now to???? Maybe I just meant to answer and forgot. Oof.

Anyway THAT'S HILARIOUS. The Astrals just- *put him on hold*. Regis is an increasingly loud internal scream. Honestly they probably just say their vague "Born of the Father" thing and Regis *assumes* it's Noctis after all and gets very depressed about it, and then Nox wanders in ala Nox main and for two blissful weeks it doesn't occur to him.

Then it does.

Regis: *louder internal screaming because WHICH ONE ASTRALS. WHICH ONE OF HIS SONS IS IT PLS. IT CAN'T BE BOTH RIGHT? RIGHT?*

The Astrals don't answer.

#SE asks #spideypoolalways asks #Secret Engima Rambles #Nox verse Main #Nox verse

[rxsethxrned]

“There is no way to hold something that is truly beautiful; not without consequences” (Don't remember if I sent this, sorry!)

((thanks for reading the rules too! and if you sent it before I didn’t see it cause y’know how tumblr is with eating asks and stuff lol. you’re fine tho, no worries!))

#Out of control {ooc} #crypticspooksandtricks #dude tumblr ate my notif for galars-hexrt reblogging the starter #only way I knew they even responded was cause they told me in the messages #but like. tumblr pls stop eating my notifs?? kinda need to see those #so I know when I gotta respond to stuff #otherwise I'll just be checking in on blogs every few hours #then it goes and gives me a notif of my own reply #like yeah I know I reblogged it. I know I wrote a reply tumblr. #it may have been not even 6 in the morning #and I may have had been up since 1 today #but I wrote anyway cause sleep is for the weak #actually I just couldn't go back to bed so I stayed up #probably gonna need to go to bed early tonight to make up for it lol #oddly enough I don't feel tired rn tho so *shrugs* #we'll see how long it takes before my body decides to yeet itself into sleep mode

[dinosaurtsukki]

haikyuu!! + things they do when they’re not okay

so i’ve been feeling not okay for a while and figured i’d write headcanons about it instead of dealing with my problems :D (some of these are not healthy coping mechanisms pls don’t do them) 

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Hinata: just like what he did in his first days in brazil, this boy stress-eats for comfort. sometimes he’ll walk all the way to the convenience store to buy a meat bun and slowly eat while sitting on the sidewalk

Kageyama: goes for a run by himself. his route isn’t planned like his daily ones, he just lets his thoughts flow as his legs take him wherever they feel like going

Tsukishima: lies on his bed with the lights turned off and listens to true crime podcasts. sometimes he’ll open a bag of apollo candies and eat them slowly

Yamaguchi: goes out of his way to help people more than usual in order to validate himself. he’ll probably buy some fruit and bring them to practice for his teammates. only tsukishima knows the reason why he does this

Ennoshita: stalks his friends’ social media accounts to check on what they’re up to. somehow, seeing his friends happy and knowing that they’re up to a bunch of weird antics makes him happy

Tanaka: he goes unusually quiet so his friends quickly notice that he’s not feeling well. any words of reassurance from them, or a pep talk from noya, helps him feel a little better

Nishinoya: will openly talk about his problems with his friends. more often than not he’ll show up at asahi’s house uninvited or message tanaka late at night but his friends don’t mind at all

Daichi: distances himself from other people, most likely will turn off his phone and go somewhere on his own like the movies or just ride a bus around town for an entire day

Sugawara: goes to the playground he used to frequent when he was younger and sit on the swings by himself all alone with his thoughts

Asahi: takes really long showers and sits in the tub by himself with music playing in the bathroom. sometimes he’ll even listen to ‘sounds of nature’ playlists

Oikawa: he’ll lock himself inside his closet, hug his knees to his chest, and then just cry it all out. most of the time, his crying session will end after he gets a text from his friends

Iwaizumi: will literally work out until he passes out from exhaustion on the ground. lately, he realized how dangerous this was so he goes for a run instead

Hanamaki: he’ll write self-deprecating tweets and share memes about being sad until someone actually asks him what’s wrong. more often than not, he’ll dodge the question

Matsukawa: he has a folder of obscure and funny videos he likes to watch (like ‘don’t hug me i’m scared’ or terrible disney amv’s). by the time he’s crying with laughter he tells himself he’s fine 

Ushijima: has a hard time telling whether he’s feeling okay or not and it’s usually tendou who picks up on it before ushijima does. he’s slightly surprised whenever tendou calls but can’t deny that he feels much better afterwards

Shirabu: becomes even more snappy and sarcastic than usual and he doesn’t really stop until he realizes that he may have gone too far and feels bad about it

Semi: idly picks and strums his guitar alone in his room. he likes to play a song he’s a bit familiar with like ‘wonderwall’ or ‘hallelujah’ 

Tendou: on the outside, he doesn’t act that much different and seems like his usual normal (weird) self but when he’s by himself he just stares at the ceiling for a long time

Goshiki: actively seeks some form of affection or affirmation from his friends. he’ll work even harder at practice for his teammates or coach to say that he did really well and feels a bit happier when they do

Kuroo: watches his favorite movies, basically the ones he’s watched since he was a kid, and settle down with a huge bowl of popcorn. sometimes he’ll invite bokuto or kenma over

Kenma: plays something like Sims 3, Minecraft, or Stardew Valley with no concept of time. since kuroo’s friends with him on Steam he can tell when kenma’s not feeling okay so he’ll ask to play with him

Yaku: he’s unable to sleep when he’s not feeling okay so he ends up falling asleep in class during these times. at night, he’ll try to go on walks to tire himself

Lev: immediately opens up to his sister because they’re so close. he’ll knock on her room and hug a pillow on her bed while telling alisa about his problems

Bokuto: he’s completely transparent so his teammates always notice when he’s down. if he’s more sad than usual, akaashi suggests ditching practice and going out to eat somewhere instead

Akaashi: he has a secret tumblr blog where he writes down all of his thoughts whenever he’s not okay. some are frustrations, some are just intrusive thoughts he wants to let go of. either way, it helps

Atsumu: completely neglects to take care of himself. he’ll forget to eat and wouldn’t realize he’s been wearing the same clothes for days 

Osamu: he’ll eat the same thing for days, something like instant mac and cheese or canned soup, because he can’t think of eating anything else

Suna: just falls into a deep sleep that can go on for more than ten hours. it stresses his friends out so when suna wakes up, there are about 28 miss calls from his friends 

Kita: calls up his grandmother and all of his friends to just ask how they’re doing, he’ll let the conversation go on for hours if they need to 

Sakusa: he actually owns a little reversible octopus keychain that he keeps on his bag (its the one where you flip depending on your mood). komori and his msby teammates check on the octopus from time to time

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taglist (still open to anyone who wants in!): @montys-chaos​ @miyumtwins​ @strawberriimilkshake​ @pocubo​ @sugawara-sweetheart @akaashisbabydoll @laure-chan​ @therainroguefanfiction​ @atetiffdoesart @stephdaninja @oikaw-ugh​ @charliefredb​ @dramaqueenweeb1469 @tremblinghearts @applepienation @doodleniella @haikyuu-my-love @tpwkatsumu @waitforitillwritemywayout @kattykurr

#haikyuu!! #hq!! #haikyuu!! headcanons #hq!! headcanons #hq headcanons #hinata shouyo #kageyama tobio #tsukishima kei #yamaguchi tadashi #ennoshita chikara #tanaka ryuunosuke #nishinoya yuu #daichi sawamura #sugawara koushi #asahi azumane #iwaizumi hajime #matsukawa issei #hanamaki takahiro #oikawa tooru #ushijima wakatoshi #tendou satori #shirabu kenjiro #semi eita #goshiki tsutomu #kuroo tetsurou #kozume kenma #yaku morisuke #haiba lev #bokuto koutarou #akaashi keiji