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lunaviee · 1 year

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cold..

oikawa word vomit i have too many thoughts…

not proofread at all ermmmm

no warnings i don’t think it’s like 1am okay just let me cook idk

you’re fresh out of the shower.

it’s late, maybe 11pm? you’re not sure anymore

but that doesn’t matter, what does matter though is getting into the arms of your boyfriend before you freeze to death. and so you quickly do your nightly routine, dry your hair, and get ready for bed

you look at the clock; 12:49 am

your limbs and eyes feel heavy, each movement feels as if it had been weighed down.

and worst of all, you’re cold.

now, this was a problem that could easily be fixed by just getting into bed

so you do just that

you climb into bed, tugging blankets and covers over your body and tucking them under your chin. but it isn’t enough..

your eyes dart to the brown fluffy mess that’s settled next to you, so you scoot and inch closer to oikawa, hoping he’d be awake enough to let you into his warm embrace (he always does)

his cheek is smooshed into the pillow and his mouth is slightly open, soft snores silently escaping

you stare at him for a little bit, fully taking in just how much of a pretty boy he is. but it’s too cold and you’re impatient, so you try and squeeze into his arms without waking him up, shuffling your cold feet under his

well, you fail. oikawa is up and peeking one eye open sleepily, “hey you” he mumbles, his voice thick with sleep and hardly coherent. “you cold?” he questions, a small smirk creeping up his face

you nod, eyes closing as you reach for his arms

“well c’mere then, you dork” you’re pulled into oikawa’s chest and you suddenly can’t stay awake anymore. his embrace is so warm and loving, you don’t think you could ever leave. his heartbeat is steady and he’s rubbing random shapes into your back.

oikawa’s pressing kisses into the crown of your head and now you’re melting. you feel like absolute mush in his grasp but he’s so gentle with you. with each second that passes, the two of you are pressed up against each other, impossibly closer

“i love you”‘s are whispered between the two of you until you’re both fast asleep in a matter of minutes

his arms are wrapped around your torso, one hand unconsciously doodling under your (his) shirt with his knuckles and the other is protectively holding you. every inch of you that was once cold is now flushed with love and tangled with your boyfriend

if it was up to oikawa, he’d stay like this forever.

p.s. this is ass i don’t care i love oikawa im tired and incredibly stressed, pls bear with me here guys😭

i do want to apologize for the lack of content lately though. this past week has actually been hell for me so uhh the event and other requests may be pushed back a bit sorry </3

#✩ vie writes #haikyuu x reader #oikawa imagine #oikawa fluff #oikawa tooru #tooru oikawa #tooru oikawa x reader #oikawa tooru x reader

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brechtian · 6 months

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hi! kind of a random question, but what plays do you think work best/would work well being performed at a high school? not really worded right, but rn my high school is lacking in the play area so i was brainstorming ideas. no pressure to answer!

uhh really depends on the school! tbh most good theatre isn’t public high school friendly but if you can get away with it I don’t actually think Brecht would be the worst, like Galileo might be a decent choice esp if your school is chill and your theatre teacher could do a like concurrent unit on brechtian theatre. Ummm Silent Sky by Lauren Gunderson is a really popular play and if you had a good budget could be pulled off at a high school. I’m obsessed with the idea of high schoolers doing Ionesco’s Rhinoceros if your department is down to do some absurdism. If you’re looking for something with a small cast and again are down for some absurdist theatre Kobo Abe’s the man who turned into a stick could be fun at a high school (I’m a little fascinated by slightly terrible high school productions of experimental theatre). Ermmmm if you want to do period pieces Bernard Shaw’s plays are great, or Oscar Wilde if ur not cool enough to do some shaw. Oh I feel like the almost, Maine craze has died out so you could probably bring that one back from the grave. My Senior year of hs we were going to do hay fever & I was cast as Judith Bliss; that’s a good high school show for sure. Truly no idea the size budget or culture of your school so just throwing a bunch of ideas at you. My favorite high school production of a play I ever saw was my freshman year of hs the seniors did some theatrical adaptation of the Orpheus and Eurydice myth that I loveddd.

#shrug that probably wasn’t super helpful but some ideas for you!#my biggest advice is go as weird as you can get away with #a lot of the joy and artistry and love found in theatre is found in the experimental stuff. trust me #anon #asks

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sxaras · 2 months

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CHAPTER TWELVE - tell me we weren’t just friends

₊˚a story in which two teens inexperienced with love learn to love each other.

warnings — selfship fic (osaluma) (livchu), bsd spoilers, angst, fluff, teen love, romance, mentions of traumatic backstories, underage dr.g use (marijuana), violence

MASTERLIST

tw: mentions of s.x trafficking (it’s mentioned in the warnings but figured i should put this here)

notes from dazai’s star: ermmmm idk if i like this chapter either (the angst). cooking really well rn btw <3

“oh,” was all luma said when they found out they were tasked with a mission with dazai and kaori. they didn’t like the way mori grinned at them and kaori either as they exited the alleyway.

“fucking creep,” they muttered when they were out of earshot.” “i know right?” kaori replied, shaking her head. “i’m sorry for his behavior,” osamu said. “don’t be. it’s not your fault he’s the way he is,” luma said, shrugging.

“exactly!” kaori exclaimed, smiling brightly. “if you wanna share, how’d you get your eyepatch kaori?” luma asked, curiosity getting the better of them.

“my grandfather stabbed me in the eye!” she said, a little too cheerfully. “but i made him explode so we’re even.” a knot formed in luma’s stomach, thinking of their own grandfather.

they could never do such a thing to him, nor would he do that to them. they couldn’t fathom the thought of hurting their grandfather. the thought alone wants to make them weep.

dazai held their hand, rubbing soft circles as a way to reassure them. it didn’t last long, kaori scooting forward and in between them. “where’d you get your lipstick from, luma-san?” kaori asked. dazai perked his head up. he thought the lipstick shade was perfect on them, complimenting their tan skin and features perfectly. he wanted to know where they got it from so he could possibly gift it to them in the future.

“oh uh, target,” they explained. kaori nodded, looking at dazai. “you know, you’re really pretty, dazai,” she stated bluntly, earning a slight gasp from luma.

“don’t you think so, luma-chan?” she turned to them, eye piercing into them. “he is,” they admitted, causing osamu’s cheeks to flush. kaori expected luma to say no from her glare, but they weren’t going to do that to dazai, not caring what kaori would do to them. besides, osamu would be right there to protect them.

“so what’s your past like luma-chan?” kaori asked curiously. “uhh…” “maybe that’s not the best idea for luma,” osamu interjected. “oh come on, can’t be as bad as mine,” she giggled. “it’s not a competition,” luma told her, earning a nod from dazai.

“dad and aunt were narcissistic assholes, my mom works a lot so i spent a lot of time with my grandparents, who became my everything. they were the only people who made me feel loved, and i lost them. i had to watch them die—with my grandmother on my fifteenth birthday too. almost got sold into sex trafficking by my dad and his whore of a girlfriend.”

“oh my,” kaori said, smirking to herself. “well, i was actually sold by my parents to a yakuza and they used me however they’d like. i was still a kid as well,” she said, almost in a bragging tone.

“i’m so sorry,” luma stated, dazai nodding in agreement. “now i finally escaped and joined the port mafia,” she finished. “they promised they’d protect me from the gang.”

“i’m glad,” luma said, remaining polite. kaori was starting to get on both their nerves, but dazai knew luma would want him to remain respectful.

they arrived at the mansion—it was huge. anxiety grew in the pits of luma’s stomach, gulping. were they going to find the diamonds that they needed to steal? or would they get caught?

“how do we get in?” kaori asked, though already knowing the answer. “we jump the fence obviously,” luma explained, hopping over the fence.

“osamu-kun, could you help me? i’m not as strong without others blood in my system,” she cooed, smiling sweetly at him. “s—sure,” osamu accepted, picking her up and helping her over the fence. he only did it to show he was a kind person to luma. he did it all for luma.

he soon hopped over the fence himself. “c’mon,” luma stated in a monotone, irritated by osamu helping her. they snuck towards the door.

checking the door, it was unlocked. “dumbasses,” luma muttered, smirking. dazai found the way they insulted the owners and their smirk attractive, causing a prideful smirk to appear on his face.

the three entered the home. no alarm was set off either, much to their relief. “where would the diamonds be?” luma whispered, staring at both of them. “probably in a vault,” kaori said like luma was stupid.

luma grit their teeth in irritation. “no shit, but where would a vault be?” dazai found this irritated side of luma to be..hot. he wondered if he needed to make them jealous more.

then he remembered their jealousy issues and why they have them, not wanting to contribute to their abandonment and attachment issues. shaking the thought away, he followed luma throughout the house.

dazai soon got distracted by a stand with alcohol. he snatched the strawberry vodka before hurrying back to luma and kaori. “osamu, what are you doing?” luma asked, staring at the bottle then at him. “we could share it,” he said, purposefully avoiding eye contact with the silver-haired girl.

“oh okay.” luma shrugged. they’ve never drank before, other than a sip of vodka with aiden. so they were excited to possibly get drunk.

luma and the other two sneakily headed upstairs, finding the bedroom.

sure enough, there was a vault on the dresser.

“what would the code be?” luma huffed, pressing random numbers. eventually, they pressed 1, 2, 3, 4, and it opened. “god, they really are idiots,” luma muttered.

grabbing the diamonds, they placed them in their bag, ushering the two out of the bedroom. as they headed down the several stairs, they heard the front door open. “fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” luma whisper-shouted.

“what are we gonna do?!” they turned to the two.

“i have a plan, just follow me,” osamu said, getting in front of luma. “heheh, gladly,” kaori giggled, causing luma to roll their eyes.

when the couple went to the kitchen, dazai, luma, and inoue made their move towards the backyard door. they quickly exited, making sure to shut the door quietly.

“what if they have cameras?” inoue asked. “please, if they’re dumb enough to leave their door unlocked and have their vault be one, two, three, four, then i don’t think they’d have cameras,” luma scoffed, walking beside dazai.

“wait for me!” kaori hurried, trying to catch up. the couple hopped the fence, waiting for kaori. she paused, realizing osamu wasn’t going to help her. she tried jumping over the fence but landed on dazai. this was intentional, luma and osamu knew.

“oh my, i’m so sorry, osamu!” she exclaimed, slowly getting off of him. “call me dazai,” he told her, huffing as he got up as well. “oh…” she said, trailing off.

“you okay, luma,” osamu asked, staring at luma. “mhm,” they hummed with a nod. “we should get out of here,” luma suggested. the two nodded and followed luma as they rushed out of the neighborhood.

when luma arrived home, they questioned what kaori was trying to do. it was obvious she was trying to get with dazai. he was irresistible in luma’s eyes, so of course they saw the appeal in falling for him. but, why did it have to happen?

they sighed, leaning back in their bed and taking a hit off their dispo. “she don’t really like it but she needs me, yeah,” luma sang the lyrics to ‘into it’.

they continued humming the song as they closed their eyes.

before they headed to bed, they made sure to spray their room with perfume so their mother wouldn’t suspect a thing.

#🕯️the hills have eyes!#☆—selfships #☆—osaluma

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magical-wishies · 10 months

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shkchsncbkshcjsnsaks magolor is so. sjdjjjsjakalalkskzkzkalakksbsjsk 1273682927282 ~=`|÷•÷`π`π~=}}~{|{{`~

ummmmm yes i am normal actually ummm it was just a glitch :))) so like ummm magolor is really cool and his design is SICK and AWESUM because of the COLORS and his floppy ears did i mention he has floppy ears :333 and also GLOWY YELLOW EYES which the color is symbolic of betrayal and littered throughout his design and that is COOL and GOOD and did i mention he has floppy ears :3333 and i LIKE ALL HIS ALT DESIGNS as well and also he has a really nice story like he shdhdksjhajajdjskakaj and then he zjhxjsoaidhhwnqndndnndndndnd which turns out to be EVIL so he BEATS it with the SWORD THAT LOOKS LIKE THE SWORD OF HIS PINK FRIEND KIRBY which is actually a really nice nod and HE SAWS IT IN HALF like slay worstie and then he gets the POWER of FRIENDSHIP like he turns himself good thats one of the greatest character arcs ive ever seen maybe like whoops wow i just stumbled upon a good ass character

ermmmm and i also like the takes on him which are like "hes a little shit but hes good i swear" because ummm yeah uhh theyre rlly good :DDD so if you've posted magolor fanart before youve already made me happy hehehehehehehehehehe and i like seeing discussion around him and hes been rlly popular recently :))) even if he was popular before he really got some good treatment with the remake :D and also the magoland novel is coming out soon which i will definitely check out and you should too 🔥🔥

so yeah he is very versatile in general :0 you want the sillies??? HES RIGHT THERE you want the EPIC magic powers HES RIGHT THERE you want soulcrushing angst IM PRETTY SURE THERES SOME FOR EVERYONE BUT HES RIGHT THERE and even though i cant rlly describe just one reason i like him so much i wanna acknowledge this

sooo in conclusion magolor is ahakjxhsjakjdhsjqjnajsns and my blorbo and i sometimes relate to him and i love him and hate him at the same time its craaazy @_@ thank you for coming to my ted talk

#this is just mago propaganda disguised as a shitpost #magaganda? maganda? magopaganda??#ur welcome #rambles #shitpost #magolor

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luimagines · 2 years

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Royal Anon 👑 has arrived with a gift! How about some... Prince First~!

You've heard of the stories. A man, no. A prince who would be knighted as the goddesses right hand.

Some say, as a token of her favor. She would let him have her as his wife.

You've read those stories in passing before finding yourself in the travels of your comrades. You had forgotten the tale until you found the man who was in it.

"Are you guys sure about this??" You asked them skeptically, fixing the silly little dress you stole from one of the villagers clean laundry.

"We can't exactly make ourselves known, (Y/N)." Four whispers, hiding in the laundry pile as you pick it up carefully. Uncaring of the extra weight. "I know, but. This is bit weird right? I mean. I thought the prince was literally a fucking story-book character. Not a actual living peice of history!" You shout, quickly scurrying away from where the other hero's of time were hiding.

Four was about to retort but stops once he noticed that you had bumped into something. "Watch it-" Four was about scold you, yet shuts up when a voice spoke from above his hiding place.

"Oh, excuse me. Madame."

Four raised a eyebrow who the heck was talking with you?

You replied back with a apology. The tiny hearing your voice crack a bit as he felt the basket move and jumble. "You don't gotta carry that!" Four peaks out from the dark sheets to see what was going on

You rub your palm in embarrassment as the man you were conversing with grabs it and places a few kisses on your wrist like a gentlemen. Four tilted his head as you bashfully look away.

"If I may ask, what kingdom do you hail from, my lady? I have never seen someone as beautiful as you in this kingdom before?"

"Oh, ermmmm.. Family stuff?"

"Are you visiting?"

"In a way, yes. My... group? Are... Here. Tooo..." You fumble with your words as you try to come up with a reasonable excuse. "Meet, my uhh, fiance?"

"You are.. Engaged?" The man asks, as if sorrowful at the words.

"Well, it's complicated. It's not finalized!"

"So, you are from a land far from here, yet visiting with your family to see your.. Engagement suitor."

"Yeah, exactly."

Four did his best not to laugh at the absurdity of what he was watching. Shaking inside the basket, which caught the attention of the prince.

"What is-" You look at the basket that held inside. The prince held your basket to help you earlier when you bumped into. But now was gonna ask you it was shaking! Not good!

"Oh, must be friends pet! Sneaky critter! Always hiding!" You play it off, locking your hands on top of the royals. The princes eyes widen at the sudden contact as you quickly pull away.

"Oh gosh! How embarrassing!" You cried dramaticly, taking the basket again without your hands touching. "Well I have to leave! Nice meeting you, stranger!"

You scamper away as Four giggles at last. You shoot him a glare from outside the basket as you pretend to know where you are heading. "Wait, miss!" You hear the prince yell after you, his speed gaining on you.

You look back for second to see him chasing after you like a forlorn man who lost his lover. Which could be taken in that way to the eyes of the passerby.

You groan, a silly smile on your lips. A small part of you relishing in the fact that a handsome prince was after you. Reminding you of Cinderella, yet that was a actual fairytale.

....Shush... why must you come at me like this? DX

I love him, your majesty.

And while it's not said, it took me a couple time to read it through and get the idea- but is Four in a basket? Being carried by reader?

^.^*

I feel like I need context for this. Is stuck as a minish? Or is he just so small at the moment that this is where he just gets progressively smaller with each new story? XD

#pinky replies #Royal anon this was a personal attack #I'm yearning now #thanks #how am I going to write for Hyrule now?#DX #I have First on the brain #Thank you #I love it

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