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softshrimpy · 6 months

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How To Woo A Hot Principal

Step 16: Vulnerability

Summary: Working at the Weathervane was exactly what you needed. The routine, the people, your co-workers. It certainly helped that a certain tall, blonde, fucking gorgeous woman happened to frequent the cafe. Now some may call hopelessly flirting with your customers inappropriate behavior.

But truly, when it came to Larissa Weems, who could blame you?

It's been a rough two weeks and I craved Larissa comfort. So enjoy! 🦐✨

Tags: @variant-2402 @the-bagel24 @autumn-leaves-chasing-breeze @kimiinou @muffintopxs @h-doodles @bbykens @lilfartbox1 @bigolgay @winterfireblond @gela123 @i-like-reading @hopelessly-sapphic @alder-saan @im-a-carnivorous-plant @weemssapphic @barbarasstar

(pls let me know if you want to be tagged/ I missed you!)

Chapter 15

Cross Posted on AO3 Here

HWTAHP Masterlist

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Larissa was busy. Which was fine! And understandable considering all the antics Wednesday has been up to recently. Her dedication to finding the monster that had attacked you was sweet, a little insane, but sweet. However, the way in which she was trying to find it was…unorthodox to say the least.

She had asked you almost a hundred different questions about the night you were attacked, not that you remembered much of use anyway. All you could remember was that you were in the woods (how far from the school you didn’t know), you had been crying so hard you hadn’t heard anything and that Marilyn had showed up very shortly after you were attacked…

Which was bothering you for two reasons. One was that if she had been close enough to be there right after you were attacked, why didn’t the monster attack her? Wednesday had hypothesized(her term not yours) that the monster had probably gotten spooked by a second person. It still didn’t sit right with you though.

And the second reason was that you had barely seen Marilyn since you were brought back to Nevermore. She had popped in briefly when you were unpacking to say hi and say she was glad you were doing better and then all but disappeared off the face of the planet. You know the two of you weren’t all that close but you honestly thought you’d at least see her around a bit.

You knew her and Larissa were close, she had told you about the long chats over many glasses of wine and their morning coffees together. And the two of them hadn’t stopped hanging out, not until Larissa went into full crisis(Wednesday) management mode. And it’s not like you spent all your time holes up in your room (anymore, not that Vlad allowed it in the first place). And with all the fucking walking around the Nevermore campus you were doing you really did not understand why you hadn’t seen her at least once.

So you decided you would try and find her today. Partially because, yes, you were lonely. But also because you wanted to thank her properly for saving your life. So you set out to find the funky lil redhead, vowing to yourself that you would find her before the end of the day.

Surprisingly she was in the first place you checked; the greenhouse. This did make you wonder if you were imagining her avoiding you. She was on the phone when you entered. She seemed to be in the middle of a heated argument with someone, hand gesturing wildly as she whisper-yelled at whoever it was she was speaking with. You stood awkwardly at the door, trying to figure out if you should stay or go.

Before you can make a decision the phone call is over and she's angrily sighing and shaking her head. You knock on the closed door behind you, hoping to announce your presence properly before stepping further into the greenhouse. At the sound she turns, rather swiftly. The look on her face goes from proper anger to shock, then to something you can’t name before swinging back around to anger again. You don’t even have a moment to open your mouth before she storms over to you, poking your chest with her finger.

“You! You just- you had to- and now I- UGH!” She groans, tears gathering in her eyes.

“Marilyn…?” You mumble, staring at her, confused as fuck.

“I-I’m sorry I don’t know why I-“ she tries, stopping when her voice cracks.

She looks moments away from bursting into full-blown sobs. Her eyes are wet with unshed tears and her lower lip is trembling. She opens her mouth to speak again but you wrap your arms around her, enveloping the small woman in a hug. She does burst into tears then, hugging you back while burying her face in your neck. You pat her back, doing your best to soothe her.

She calms eventually, her cries dissolving into the occasional hiccup. She takes a step back from you, wiping at her eyes and letting out a shaky breath.

“Sorry..” she smiles, “I don’t-you shouldn’t have had to deal with that I’m sorry…”

“It’s okay. Are you okay though?” You ask.

She nods and sniffs, shooting you what you assume is meant to be a reassuring smile. You smile back at her, squeezing her shoulders.

“I’m fine, I mean I will be fine. Sorry. Is there- can I do anything for you?” She offers.

“I actually just uh wanted to chat to you. And thank you properly for you know saving my life and all.”

“Really you shouldn’t thank me. It was the least I could do…” her face falls for a second before she smiles, “Is there anything else? Sorry, I’ve got uhm-I have to head into town to pick up a plant delivery.”

“Oh…oh no. It’s- no it’s cool! I’ll just- I’ll leave you to it then,” you murmur.

You say your goodbyes, feeling a bit better when Marilyn suggests you get coffee sometime. When you leave the greenhouse you stand dumbly for a bit, trying to figure out what to do now. You figure it would be best to go back to your room. Your mood can’t get that much worse just by vibing in your room.

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Apparently, it could get worse. Much worse.

As it turns out dissociating in your room actually made you feel so much worse. You had ended up staring blankly at the really nice window you had while thinking back on all the ways life had gotten so fucked in the last few weeks. And then you ended up thinking about how your life had been fucked up the whole time. Which was a super fun little exercise to be doing before a physio session with Vlad.

And really Vlad was so sweet, really. So kind. However you felt like utter shit and he was making you do all these stupid, painful stretches that were making your scars and body ache. Which when combined with your already shit mental state leads to a rather terrible outburst.

“Come on kiddo just a few more of these,” he encourages you.

“I can’t.” You huff, wincing at the pain in your stomach.

“Sure you can kiddo. It’s just three more you got this-“

“No I fucking don’t! So can you just fucking let me breathe?!” You yell.

“Alright, let’s take a breath then-“

“No that’s not going to fucking help! Nothing is going to fucking help because things are just fucking fucked!” You end up kicking the nearest thing which just so happens to be a wall.

Which is how you end up sitting in the infirmary with a fucked foot and a dent in the wall you had taken your frustration out on. Turns out the vampire strength did not save your bones from being obliterated by concrete. The nurse had been very sweet, wrapping your foot and sending you on your way. Vlad had helped you back to your room, not asking any questions and leaving you with a simple ‘call if you need anything.’

And so you lay on your bed, frustrated and angry and hurt. You feel tears welling up in your eyes and get even more frustrated if that’s even possible. Part of you knows you’re just having a bad day, that these feelings will pass and you’ll be okay. But another, louder part of you says this is how things will always be.

That’s how Larissa finds you, laying on your back on your bed, foot wrapped in a lovely bandage, crying your eyes out. She silently takes off her heels, padding over to your bed and sitting herself next to you. She brushes some hair out of your face, smiling down at you.

“I hear you’re going around destroying property.” She hums.

“I’m sorry, I can- I can get it fixed and pay for the damage I-“

“Darling, I’m certain your toe suffered more damage than the wall. And even if you destroyed a wall you would never have to pay for it.” She reassured you, brushing the tears from your cheeks gently. “How’s your foot?”

“It’s fine, I was being ridiculous.” You grumble.

“I’m sure that’s not true,” she frowns, “do you want to talk about it?”

You sigh, squeezing your eyes shut in an attempt to keep the tears from falling. You shrug, biting your lip as you sniffle.

“It’s fine I’m-I’ll be fine,” you croak.

“Talk to me darling,” she murmurs.

“I…” you try, not really sure where to start, “I don’t know I’m just…I just feel like- I just- everything is so overwhelming at the moment. I just- I feel like I’m drowning.”

Larissa taps your arm, gesturing for you to sit up. You do, a bit confused. You feel your heart melt when she shuffles behind you, pulling you to lie back against her. She wraps her arms around your stomach, squeezing you gently and pressing a kiss to the back of your head.

“Go on sweetheart,” she murmurs.

“I just-my whole life has been like flipped upside down. I mean I-I almost fucking died and-and then oh no wait I didn’t because it turns out I’m a vampire! Which is- I mean it’s really cool! And I’m not- I’m not upset or anything but…but my parents hid it from me my- my whole life and I-how am I supposed to feel about that? And my father is all high and mighty about it, pulling the ‘I was doing what was best for the family’ crap. And I can’t even fucking ask my mom about it because she’s-“

Your crying restarts in earnest then. You hide your face in your hands. Larissa holds you tighter, whispering soothing gentle words into your hair. She doesn’t ask any questions, simply holds you as you cry and reassures you that everything will be alright. It’s nice that you can just be with her, that she doesn’t expect anything from you. When you’ve calmed enough to speak again you continue.

“I can’t ask her about it because she’s dead. And she’s been dead for years and it still. I mean I went to therapy for it at the time. And I-it helped. But I-I keep wondering if- if she knew? If she- I mean she probably helped keep it a secret from me but…did she feel the way my dad does? Did she hate who I am too? Would she think I’m a monster?”

You sink further into Larissa’s embrace, grasping her hands with with of yours as you breathe shakily. She shuffles a bit, squeezing you again before she speaks.

“Your father is an idiot and a bastard for the way he treated you,” she whispers, “and I never knew your mother, so I won’t claim to know how she would feel. However, I do know you. And you are one of the kindest, most accepting, most lovely people I’ve ever met in my life. You’re always looking out for others, you’re always trying to help people. There’s nothing even remotely monstrous about you, my love.”

“You thought I was a monster though…” you mumble, bracing yourself for anger.

“I did,” she sighs shakily, resting her chin on your head, “and I-I can’t apologize enough for that. I need you to know that what I said, had nothing to do with who you are. I was-I took out my anger and fear on you. You’re not-there is absolutely nothing monstrous about you darling. And I will spend every moment of every day for the rest of my life trying to show you that.”

Your breath hitches at the sincerity in her voice. You awkwardly manoeuvre yourself to sit sideways between her legs, your foot preventing you from turning around completely. You stare up at her from where your head is resting against her arm, pouting and probably looking like a mess. But Larissa just smiles down at you, her face filled with so much love and adoration you feel the weight on your chest ease a little.

“I’m sorry-“ you start only to be interrupted when Larissa presses a finger to your lips.

“None of that now,” she chides, “you don’t need to apologize for feeling things. I’m so- I cannot express how much it means to me that you shared that with me. I know that one conversation isn’t going to solve your problems, but I promise I’ll be here for you whenever you need me. You know you can call me whenever you need alright?”

“But what if you’re busy I don’t want to bother you…”

“Nothing is more important than you darling.”

She says it with so much authority and sincerity that you genuinely forget how to breathe for a moment. She brushes a few more tears from your cheeks before kissing your forehead. It’s a bit awkward with the way you’re positioned. She chuckles at the noise of protest you let out when she adjusts the way she’s sitting.

“How about we go back to my quarters, get changed into more comfortable clothes and order some takeout? How does that sound darling?” She suggests.

“I-you don’t have to go through so much trouble for me Rissa.”

“I know I don’t. How about you let me anyway?” She grins.

Honestly, you don’t know what to say to that, and her cute grin makes your brain malfunction. So you nod up at her, your face flushing as she escorts you to her room.

And as you sit cuddled up to her later that evening, with her tracing abstract shapes on your arms, you truly feel like everything will be okay.

#htwahp #principal weems #larissa weems #larissa weems x reader #wednesday #larissa x reader #principal weems x reader

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snaillock · 11 months

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demotivated artist!reader x bllk boys

(bachira, kaiser)

tags: gn!reader, kaisers gratuitous stripping of course, bachira being a silly little guy, kaiser being an attention whore

bachira

you sat at your desk, mindlessly watching a youtube video that was supposed to be your background noise as you did your art. instead your sketchbook was left on the fresh blank page as you were completely engrossed in the video.

“aren’t you supposed to be doing something” you snapped out of your focus from the distraction and turned to see bachira cheekily smiling at you with an eyebrow raised and hands on his hips

“ugh fine you caught me,” you said as you turned back to look at your computer and felt bachira wrap his arms around you and his head rest on his shoulder.

“i just… don’t know how to start. i’ve been on an art block for weeks now and it’s starting to wear me down.” you let out a deep sigh as you rambled and tapped your pencil on the desk, “it’s just so hard to find any ideas now”

as bachira listened to your rant, he unwrapped one of his arms from your shoulder and silently reached out for your colored pens and markers with his tongue out in absolute concentration, none of which you noticed.

your ramble got interrupted the second you heard marker scratching on paper. you look down to see bachira doodling on your sketchbook

“bachira?! what the hell are you doing!?” when you said that, he quickly snatched up your sketchbook and a couple of markers and ran out the room giggling, too fast for you to catch up. ‘god why did i date a football player’ you sighed and ran out to find him

you spotted him on the couch, comfortably laying on his stomach as he continued doodling on your stolen sketchbook with your stolen markers. you immediately snatched the book out of his hands.

“i cannot believe you would take my things like that! not only did you take my sketchbook, you also drew in it without my permiss- oh wait…” your scolding trailed off as you took a look at the page he drew. you saw the vibrant squiggles and lines he did along with some star shapes and hearts.

“wow this is actually really pretty,” you said, sitting down right next to him. you took one of your pens that bachira stole from your desk and started to draw on that page, using the art bachira did as a colorful background to bring out the black ink of the figures you drew in front of it. bachira rested his head on your shoulder and watched the entire time.

“hehe looks like i once again saved the day,” bachira laughed as he looked at your ‘collaborated’ work.

you rolled your eyes at his comment. “ok fine i guess you did help with my art block,” you smiled and kissed his cheek, “i appreciate it and i appreciate you”

bachira grinned and wrapped his arms around your waist, “you are so so welcome!”

“is this something you did with your mom every time she couldn’t paint?” “oh yeah constantly” “ah should’ve guessed”

kaiser

you sat at your desk while scrolling through different photos on your laptop, trying to find something to draw since your brain was completely dried out of ideas

“babe~” you sighed as you heard a whiny voice from behind you. uh oh kaiser needs attention. you turned your head to look at him

“what do you need kaiser”

“how much longer are you gonna be in here for? you’ve already been here all day…” it’s only been an hour.

you rolled your eyes as his whining got more desperate and you spoke, “who knows at this point. i’ve been stuck for a while so you might have to wait for the rest of the day.” you glanced at him, knowing that would get to him.

“no darling! you cant stay here all day”

“well if you have any ideas for me, i’ll love to hear them”

he closed your laptop, pushing all your things aside, and sat on your desk right in front of you with his leg crossed over his knee, “how about this… you should just draw me.” he smirked as he looked down at your unimpressed face

you thought about it for a second before nodding, “you know what… that’s not too bad of an idea! i’ll do it.”

“ok great!” he said as he started taking his shirt off.

“kaiser no! i don’t need a nude model so please leave your shirt on!”

“fine…” he groaned, hesitantly removing his hands from his shirt and smoothed it out. he mumbled, “it’s nothing you haven’t seen before anyway”

you playfully rolled your eyes and got your stuff ready. you started drawing him as he did various poses while basking in all your attention. every now and then he would try to convince you that him stripping off his clothes would help more but you kept shooting that idea down. you had to deal with him constantly walking naked around the house already.

once you finished, you showed him the sketches. he wrapped his arms around you and kissed you multiple times, each one on a different spot on your face. “wow you did such a good job! you captured my beauty so well”

he took photos of your sketches while gushing about how good of an artist you are and how blessed he is for having you (and also how blessed you are for having a great and attractive model like him)

the next day while he was out at practice, he showed off your drawings to his teammates, bragging about how beautiful and talented his partner is

a/n: haha hai so like i was planning on only sticking to hcs format for this blog but i really wanted to do like a drabble/hc thingy and i also have very little writing experience so sorry if this sucks ass. hope you enjoyed it!

this was supposed to be a three character post but i struggled to

think of another so if anyone wants a part 2 with diff characters, feel free to request so with the characters you want!

#blue lock #bachira x reader #kaiser x reader #michael kaiser x reader #blue lock x reader #blue lock x gender neutral reader #blue lock x you #★ snail.writes ★#bachira #kaiser #wrote this while watching various reaction videos

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karamell-sweetz · 1 month

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welcome to my blog!

time to remake my info post :D

BASICS

my name is karamell! its a pleasure to meet ya :D

i go by she/her and am cis female :3 not too fussed abt pronouns tho!

at present i am 16, my birthday is the 16th of june. i’m australian + filipino, so sorry if i post something at an ungodly hour for your timezone lmao

this blog will be for my fandom reblogs, art and countless ramblings! i have a separate account dedicated to undertale multiverse content -> @karamellz-multiverse-l0g (i don’t post there a lot because undertale is on the backburner for now!) i’m currently aiming to get into an animation course for university, so all my art is working towards that :3

i am also self-appointed chairwoman of the rui kamishiro fanclub! not that that’s too important… but i like saying it lol

BYF

i don’t tag my reblogs/queue usually so uhh good luck poring through that >< all of my original posts are tagged for convenience though, you can find my tags in the search bar :3

in relation to that i’m VERY multifandom so srry if you get bombarded with stuff that doesn’t relate to you haha! but hopefully you’ll like the stuff i rb too, i’m a firm believer in the power of brainrot spreading and most of my fandoms are from the same niche anyway!

i dont have a dni because realistically i cant rlly control who sees my stuff, but if you or the stuff you post make me uncomfortable i’ll just block you. no hard feelings <3

FANDOMS + FAV LIST

project sekai - rui kamishiro, tsukasa tenma, wxs, n25, okay actually its everyone i love proseka soo much

vocaloid - miku, una + deco*27, n-buna, kikuo, pinocchio-p, inabakumori, picco, harumakigohan, maiki-p

d4dj - unichørd, hapiara, lyrilily

bandori - pasupa, morfonica, hhw, ras

enstars - trickstar, alkakurei

love live - rina tennoji, shioriko mifune, hanamaru kunikida, ruby kurosawa, you watanabe, ayumu uehara

fragaria memories - romarriche

milgram - amane, yuno, mahiru

undertale (utmv) - xtale, ink, murder time trio

danganronpa - shuichi saihara, kaede akamatsu, k1-b0

twisted wonderland - heartslabyul (deleted the game because UGH the grind)

denonbu - harajuku district

revue starlight - lalafin, karen, aruru (i love all of them tho)

cookie run kingdom - had a very minor fling with this one so you won’t see it a lot

genshin impact - also minor fling, have not played past liyue. solely here for the banger character designs

other things you may see: lalaloopsy + other doll lines from that era, mlp, warrior cats, cute art i think is nice, lunime gacha games (i was very much a ‘gacha kid’ back in its prime), puyo puyo, writing stuff, THE COLOUR PINK, webcore, memes, cool crafts, yorushika, other teenage girl things idk

TAGS

karamell yells - ramblings and random stuff, may include headcanons and analysis

karamell doodles - my art! mostly fanart at the moment

karamell’s wips - works in progress (stuff i’ll never finish probably)

karamell’s pocket - posts i want to come back to

karamell gaming - random game screenshots

karamell rolls the gacha - my gacha pulls of varying luck

karamell’s mailbox - asks, submissions, tag games, all that fun stuff

karamell’s rq pile - drawing requests (which are always open btw, feel free to send some in if you’d like!)

karamell stop missing the blonde clown - thirsty? brainrot posts about tsukasa tenma because boy do i love him

karamell’s confections - various big projects (videos, edits, etc). all the cool stuff i make that isn’t normal art basically

karamell’s burning pile of ocs - see image below:

(utmv submissions for this will be posted on my sideblog)

when in doubt. rui scribble - various random scribbles of rui kamishiro because i like drawing him

karamell asks a question - mostly polls and stuff i need help with

TAGS FOR MINI-SERIES

karamell’s project precure au - project sekai x precure (updates never)

wxs revue au - project sekai x revue starlight (updates randomly)

karamell’s birthday treat cafe - food-themed fandom birthday drawings (on break for a bit)

kamikou seniors trio - tsukasa ena rui posts because i want them to hang out

the mizuruiena agenda continues - mizuki rui ena hanging out

rui dress agenda - rui in dresses what did you expect

rui fanclub sekai - read my blog description. just silly things about a hypothetical rui fanclub

FIND ME!

youtube - karamell-sweetz!

tiktok - karamell.sweetz

ao3 - mirai_spxrk

pinterest - karamellxsweetz

art fight - karamellxsweetz

FRIEND ID (GLOBAL SERVERS ONLY)

bandori - 4636316 (karamellxshowtime!) (i might be out of friend space tho)

d4dj - ffzoJpPf (mirai.chørd)

project sekai - 168505012555628545 (karamellxshowtime)

enstars - 7709727947 (karamelloid)

starira - 1324761851 (revue.sweetz)

that should be all. enjoy your stay on my silly little corner of the internet!! 🫶

#PINNED POST #karamell yells

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jamiscrazy4krerdly · 1 year

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Awesome swag new pfp = not being terrified of social media for a day yay. Everyday I suffer from the looming fear of not doing the Demigirl Catti with Ghoul Neos community justice when I am the only member of the Demigirl Catti with Ghoul Neos community </3. Can guarantee ghoul will play a humongous ginormous gargantuan part in both of my AUs that I’m working soooooo hard on!!! “I thought this was a Krerdly blog??” Sorry not sorry, get Catti namedrop jumpscared. BOO!! (Dw, the gamers still get to be the main characters or whatevsss.)

(Tysm @solasaich for the amazingest Kris ever!! I experience a little more gender envy towards them every passing day.)

Pogress (pog progress) report: shitting my pants. Favorite written down thought: “is this foreshadowing or foreshitting?” (I had a crisis about something inconsequential the day I’m writing this except I’m writing this at midnight so it was technically yesterday!!!) I will be very lucky if even one of my stuffs gets done before the end of the year. But Gamers… I am totally writing Demiromantic Kris so good it is insane; the Krerdly nation is LOSING for one of my AUs lets fucking gooo. (I’ll make dedicated posts about them EVENTUALLY!! Pinky promise. Cutting off my pinky.)

Alsooo, I learned how I like to write Ralsei so I can’t wait to put him in the spotlight for one of my fics!! Aaand then pretend he doesn’t exist for the other, sorry. My ability to sideline characters is unparalleled!! (RIP Asriel LMAO)

ALSO also I’m making a Deltarune Personality quiz on UQuiz maybe. 7 Results, 10 (?) Really Dumb Questions (so far). I color coded the assigned points for individual answers to individual questions and it made me happy. (Susie is ourple)

Ok ok ok I need to write this somewhere so now is a good time as ever: I am so MAD at myself for not putting my silly little tags in my latest ao3 fic >:( idc if it was improper or whatever the hell I should’ve been able to put #successfully-injected-20-ounces-of-silliness-into-Kris WITHOUT FEELING BAD!! I even decided NOT to mention how I think Kris (and all non-binary people for that matter) should totally one-bajillion-percent be allowed to have boobs without being ridiculed for it. The many shapes of our little flesh vessels are obviously not inherently indicative of our gender identity at all and I had the perfect opportunity to state that fact in the notes section but I DIDNT because Kris wearing a binder is part of their character and story that I’ve crafted for them and I wanted to address it properly in another future fic but it’s such a MINOR THING and won’t be this super dramatic factor that’s the center point of an entire fic like I made it out to be like WHY was I so lame and didn’t take a stance on that when I had the chanceee?? UGH!!!

Speaking of fics!! So far I’ve posted one for Christmas and Valentines, right? Well besides my draft for New Years it recently dawned on me that I still need to make one for Halloween and I’ve never written horror before (besides some stupid spontaneous one-off paragraph comment for a yaoi on wattpad IDK what 12 year old me was thinking) so YEAH idk I guess I’ll try my best, I have a couple good ideas?? If push comes to shove I can always revert to “ice cream cake full of fluff with an acidic slice of plot on the cutting knife” or some bullcrap.

Ok enough thinking, I’ve already had to do soooo much that while trying to think of a new nickname for Kris every single fic. I’ve brainstormed some real bologna, but I AM proud of the one I came up for my Deltadungeon AU! Title pending…

THIS bullet point is is dumb but… does anyone play Roblox? Yes? Ok, follow-up question: do you know what Doodle World is? It’s like the bestest pocket monster game on the site. Basically I’m forming a Deltarune theme team consisting of Kris Berdly Susie Noelle Catti and Jockington and if I record some good battles with my trashy theme team I might post them somewhere somehow idk lol but it’d be funny. I cannot WAIT for nothing to come of this.

I saw someone say they HATE Kriselle (on pintrest of all places) and since I’m a multi-shipper AND a certified hater I’m dedicating this paragraph to be a meanie to that person specifically. They are THE childhood friends to lovers!! Noelle watches in abject horror as Kris puts every shape in the square hole. Kris shows off their blades and Noelle tells them blades are for skatin’ and calls them a dingus. Noelle chases after the knight and Kris screams “GIRLFRIEND, STOP, GET BACK IN THE CARRGRHG” while she goes “youuuu come back here” and tackles the knight to the ground, knocking the helmet off and revealing Berdly underneath. Just thought I’d let you all know!!

Ok but honestly I’ve been sooo obsessed with Catti and Ralsei interactions. I have a vivid image in my head of Kris setting ghoul up on a date with an alleged “Prince of the Dark” and then Catti sees this sweet fidgety guy in bright colors and flowy clothing and ghoul’s like “figures” and it PROBABLY doesn’t work out if we’re being realistic but I’m holding out hope!! Rise up, Catsei (Ralti?) shippers!!

Ok gamers as a treat for putting up with me this far I present to you with a scenario: Kris and Berdly on a cloud-watching picnic date with a basket and flowers laying on a blanket except NEITHER of them are actually cloud-watching get epicly pranked!! Berdly’s on his 3DS playing Mii Plaza while Kris is letting bugs crawl on them and thriving. That’s so cool I almost can’t believe that it’s real. Everybody look forward to my upcoming fic based entirely around this idea titled “Kicking Back (A Green Shell)!” /j

Anyway for Halloween Krerdly is Waluaisy while Suselle is Bowigi you’re all WELCOME!!

#let xem cook…#btw Catti is the knight the angel the prince from the dark and gaster #WHY DID YOU LET XEM COOK???

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shadowkira · 4 months

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Vent under cut

Mental health has been bad, little signs on tumblr are me not organizing my queue or tagging. (The tagging thing is huge, actually.)

I was already not sleeping well and now I think upping my dose for Lexapro is exacerbating that even more. Apparently it can cause insomnia and dizziness, which it definitely is. I'm more forgetful, low energy, and like zero motivation.

I forgot dried clothes in the dryer, which I never do... feel like I'm just moving around doing the motions of my daily life in a daze? Creating is hard, I feel like I hate what I'm creating... the medical stuff has me stressed. I do for sure need a scope next month which will be more invasive and if the issue is scar tissue, it could make the scarring worse... I just want to at least be able to vent my frustration creatively. Why is art block (and writing block) such a pain in the ass?? :(

And work doesn't seem to care, in fact, they're almost actively making my life more difficult. I did that, too, by not texting my supervisor despite communicating verbally with my practice manager while flustered... ugh.

I just want to doodle or draw girls kissing and being cute. Or fawn in peace over Karlach's back because I'm kind of obsessed with it. Tav would be kissing every single scar and worshiping her after she gets that second upgrade. I feel like Karlach would fuss and be bratty about it because she wants to touch too but girl you deserve to be worshipped. 😔

#Personal #cw: discussion of mental health struggles & meds #Just using tumblr as a journal of sorts to vent frustration.

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sysig · 4 years

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Take a shot of water every time I mention crying, it’s important to stay hydrated

#Doodles #Mostly Delusion reactions 'cause like damn #I'm tagging these later the same day so I've calm down considerably but wow it completely knocked me flat #I mentioned it a bit but I was trying to be quiet while I was reading since smol was still in our room #Probably sleeping but it's hard to tell from my hammock lol #So I was just trying to cry as quietly as possible and had to stop a couple times just to sob 'cause like ugh #I was crying quite a lot when the yellow yarn came out but Edgar killing Scriabin for his sake hurt /so much/#Talk about killing with kindness haha ;;;;u;;;;#As soon as he said ''He died when he was ten'' I was just jfkdlsahfds I was /done/ I was gone #'Cause I remembered reading it the first time but it's so desperately kind and sad and sweet and terrible I just love them so much #I had to change my shirt as soon as I got up because my collar was soaked with tears lol too bad I like drawing that shirt too #Vargas #Technically?? It's about it anyway lol

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falsehero · 5 years

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“hey, hey, what are you doing?”

#marvel #spideytorch #peter parker #johnny storm #spiderman #oh my god what the hell i had 5 mins conflict w/ myself on how to tag spidey #how do people here tag him? the non-hypen ver. is making my head ache #but tumblr hates hypen w/ a passion so..? ?? ? spider man..? ugh #btw reading the comics made my heart hurt. this costume feels like the only good thing about it so far.....#so of course im gonna exploit it for my own happiness #bless this uniform the colors are so pleasing to the eyes #note to self: do a proper johnny study. especially his hair. ugh.#/cries into hands. i'm falling so hard for this pairing #! doodle

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staarcade · 6 years

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Tododeku doodles brought to you by the big bang discord server

All of these were requests, and bOY HOWDY did i love doin em

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fbfh · 2 years

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leo x artist!reader painting on his back hcs

warnings: some swearing, drawing dicks, a "that's what she said" joke, leo cries a little cause your art is really pretty

wc: 600

requested: FUCK YEAH ILY ANON <333

song rec: sincerely - atlas

a/n: literally wish I could leo's back so bad I'm gonna go do some art after this lol

tags: @avashaye @perseajohnson @afidiofobia @thatmultifandomloser @yelenabel0vaswife @almostjollypizza @fictionalcomforts @lizziebitch33 @jacksondeeznuts @shellosisbae @anything-forourmoony @i-dont-remember-a-lot @chasingpj @1dpjohoohp @mystic-writings @babiesimagines @dreamerball

also tumblr user jacksondeeznuts if you see this it won't let me tag you so if you changed your url you can either send me an ask or just resubmit the tag form lol (that also goes for anyone else reading this you can resubmit my tag form or send me an ask if you change your url yk <3)

Yes yes he is exactly that type of boyfriend

He loves it when you paint on him and you love painting on him

So it’s wonderful for all parties

At one point he’s like, so what are you gonna paint today?

You’re like idk do you wanna help me decide??

He’s like FUCK YEAH

You let him look through your pinterest where you have all your art references and painting inspo saved

He feels so fucking honored you’re letting him look at all of your art references

Everything that inspires you to create is right in front of him

He inspires you to create too but don’t tell him that or he’ll blush so hard he explodes

He looks through, enamored at all the images you saved

He can see exactly why you saved them too

He can see what each one will look like in your style, with the gorgeous colors you always choose

It gets him really excited

In spite of how much he wants to see how all of them would look as your paintings, you do have to start somewhere

He eventually picks a photograph of a house and backyard at night

The house is bright against the dark sky, and there are pretty flower beds here and there

The lighting is warm and there are fairy lights strung about, giving everything a hazy golden glow

The archways and balconies on the house make it look like it’s something straight out a fairytale

He’s so excited to see what you do with it

He loves the feeling of laying on the floor on his stomach while you sit on his hips, bushes running over his soft skin

It tickles a little at first, until the first layer of paint is down

God he loves this

He loves feeling your hands and the brushes kiss his skin, loves how the cool paint gradually warms up as it dries

He loves getting to participate in the astoundingly beautiful things you create

When you make little comments and mutter things to yourself

He thinks it’s the cutest thing ever

“Ugh, it won’t blend right”

“That’s what she said”

You both burst out laughing

“Stop laughing, you’re going to make me mess up!”

Once when he kept making you both laugh you had to pull out the big guns

“If you don’t stay still I’m going to paint a dick on you”

The thing is he know that would be pretty too

Everything you paint is so pretty

You painted squidward once and it actually made him tear up

One time you painted the prettiest night sky

What he didn't realize was that you had literally made constellations out of the freckles on his back

You ended up recreating it on canvas later

It's still one of your favorites

He will wait as long as he possibly can before he has to wash it off

He has a collection of polaroids of all the pretty stuff you’ve painted on him

He even has a few paintings you’ve made for him

He’s so fucking obsessed with your art

Literally

Like whenever you give him a painting he cries

It’s just so beautiful he doesn’t know what to do with himself

Even you little doodles

You random drawings of dicks and joke drawings and jason making out with a brick

They’re still so beautiful

He doesn’t think he knows much about art

Or people really

But he knows you are an amazing brilliant artist

And an amazing brilliant person

He just feels so lucky to have you in his life

#leo valdez imagine #leo valdez x reader #heroes of olympus x reader #heroes of olympus imagine #leo valdez #leo valdez fluff #heroes of olympus #heroes of olympus fluff #artist!reader #this is literally so fucking cute ty for requesting

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lumilasi · 2 years

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I posted 784 times in 2021

521 posts created (66%)

263 posts reblogged (34%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 0.5 posts.

I added 1 374 tags in 2021

#lumi's art scribbles - 247 posts

#shigaraki tomura - 208 posts

#bnha tomura - 168 posts

#fic update - 149 posts

#shigadabi - 124 posts

#mha tomura - 108 posts

#tenko shimura - 95 posts

#shimura tenko - 94 posts

#lumi's chaotic creations - 92 posts

#my fic au - 89 posts

Longest Tag: 126 characters

#and just like try to not care about it so much and just draw my ocs because its fun and makes me happy just like making fanart

My Top Posts in 2021

I drew a portrait of my new character Claude today, and I liked the base sketch I did enough that I decided to doodle a quick Tomura portrait with it, all the way down to the yellow/black/white color palette that Claude uses as well. I just adjusted the arm poses to be different for this one

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Another redraw with comparison to the old one. This one changed a lot, namely I gave them an actual BG instead of a magenta purple color slab.

(Well I did change their outfits and the texts too, but still)

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Shigarakiweek day 1: Pumpkin

I actually already started this yesterday to have bit of a head-start for the week, as I’ll have less time to work on these due to work. Usually I’d do every day for these weeks and I’ll still try, but IDK if I’ll be able to. I might just do most of them on the weekend. It really depends how busy I’ll be, it’s hard to say.

Anyway, league had a pumpkin carving party, but Tomura fell asleep after making his Kurogiri lantern, so they just let him sleep there. Someone (probs Spinner or Toga) left him some hot cocoa to drink once he wakes up. (Dabi was assigned to warm it again if it ends up getting cold lmao)

@shigarakiweek

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Shigarakiweek day 2: Cage

Went for a more symbolic thing with this prompt; you can probably guess whose hand is above him. Talk about hands, Tomura’s were a pain to draw even with refs, ugh.

@shigarakiweek

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Shigarakiweek day 6: Game

Didn’t have much ideas for this last day prompt, other than I wanted to use more neon-ish colors. So. Have Tomura wearing a gamer hoodie. Also tried for a more unusual angle for a change

@shigarakiweek

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Get your Tumblr 2021 Year in Review →

#my 2021 tumblr year in review #saw some of my mutuals do it so why not #All my top posts are art sounds about right #Also I reblog stuff very little lmao #I'm just so used to thinking of my blog as my art dump so it's not that natural for me to reblog things #I did try to at least reblog art I liked but yeahh that needs work #and no I don't really want to make an account just for reblogs I'm already bad at managing more than 2 in two different sites

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o-3wie · 3 years

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What aesthetic academia do on a rainy day(+moodboard)

🕰🤎📜Dark academia

Growls from the thunder above, water pour with heavy raindrop dripping on you’re dripping to your black leather boots, clutching your stretch book as you’d write about the surrounding scenery, black espresso around you’re thousand of pockets with garbage and more, a murder mystery in the big pocket where you stored your stuff from tutor and home. You couldn’t wait for another nice sip of coffee you were coming back home to.

🎞🪶🕯Light academia,

Out in the school's garden, the mysterious black pines tree kneel like a shadow as seed fell right into the rain puddle, picking up a fair size on you’d nicely dry it off with a hand wipe and continue study, beside was a pile of acorns and other stuff that could make a squirrel blush, and on your right was a light creamy tea that when well with the drips of rain spatter on the tea making a big puddle effect,

🐎🥀🍷Romantic Academia

You and your lover bidding away from the rain, your lover cuddling by you as you kept them warm from the cold, handing out your jacket to you, as you finally felt the warmth of their chest. Sitting by a tree as you’d watch the overcast holding hands around your loved one, of course sharing scarfs.

🗡🧸📚Chaotic Academia

Running in the rain, getting ready, running on wet grass, making grass angels, jumping as you run, playing tag as you tripped on water enjoy every second, basically just acting like a drunk Russian, reading your weird unusual books in public as people stare, dozing off instead of study, making random Doodle of raindrop that land on your paper, just being chaotic bitch.

📑🎨🏛Art Academia

Staying inside for the fear of the rain messing you’re hard worked stretching, drawing the same window close by you with raindrops, working your ass off, ignoring the rain all together, vodka, a lot of hard shit to stay awake, Doozer asleep and wakes up still rainy, drawing character crying, status crying with tears, Ugh you’ll teacher loves this drawing.

🕷️🌑🏰 Dark Paradise

Stepping on a train track, obscures and gloom covering whatever stretched ahead of the train, sticking your head out of the castle as you’d looked down of the thousand of black trees below you. Black covered moon, fog and rain, a lot of fog and rain. Leather boots (kinda kinky-), Only hearing your breath and black boots.

🎓♟💀 Darkest academia

Crying, taking a sip of coffee to forget your pain, really, Really vibing with the rain, sad poem check, thinking about dark deep thought as you stroke the lunette window, watching the raindrops, tapping your shoes as all the black tea rushed to your head, cigarettes where you at?? I need to cope, please and thank you.

🪰🦋💫 Fairy academia

Looking at the worm that wiggled out the dirty, taking pictures on the bench, hiding below trees cuddling your fairies friend, healing fairy wings, making sure they're safe and all right, making ribbons for the fairy and bug as a little treat, just being a creative fairy girl.

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dangoarts · 2 years

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pinned post for organizational purposes

ugh looks like i'm actually using this account ok cool

hello, am arya/mochi (she/they)

am Adult(tm) (not willingly)

i draw (lots) and write (sometimes)

am violently aroace (sex repulsed)

going to college for game design, gonna become the true epic gamer

socially awkward, may or may not respond if you message me sorri :') (depends on the thing sent and if i panic)

interacts primarily with reblogs, too dumb to like stuff like a normal person /j

only gonna have this one blog, no side accounts because i will forget about their existence, so Everything Will Be On Here

tags and comfort under cut

me things

if you're interested in my all my art stuff, check out #art stuff

if you wanna see just the doodles, check out #dumb doodles

if you wanna see the stuff i tried on, check out #actual good art

if you wanna see me lose my mind, check out #just a ramble

if you wanna see me attempt to be coherent with people, check out #answered rambles

if you wanna see other people's cool stuff, #i will think about this later -> additionally: #art tutorial

if you wanna see my writing, check out #writing stuff

this is my one brain cell described in a video

go check out my fren @currently-simping!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! they are rad and is the reason behind half of my ideas

fandom things

will switch between the mountain of fixations i have on a dime (ill)

things i posted a lot in are #deltarune, #batim/#batdr, #pokemon, and #mario tags

i posted a bit in the #cuphead, #a hat in time, #fnaf (security breach exclusive), #kirby, #pizza tower, #lethal company and #minecraft tags

#tron and #epic mickey live in my head rent free and have been since like 2010 (ill)

making #victory au for deltarune (on permanent hiatus because motivation!!!!!!!!!!! bad)

making #blotted au and #golden fins for batim (let's see how far my motivation lets me go) -> blotted au masterpost -> golden fins introductory post

made goofy ahh oc that i love dearly, check out #venposting -> his toyhouse page

since i KEEP LOSING IT, lethal company creature hcs

comfort things

i am ok with most things! am very chill and i do not care as long as it's not drama

fanart/fanworks of my characters/interpretations are one of the best things to ever happen honestly and you'll become my most favorite person if that happens, EXCEPT if it's 18+ (see sex repulsed above)

as with every other artist ever please don't repost my art and claim it as your own or use it for whatever ass backwards thing blockchains are fabricating nowadays, ik it's a cry on deaf ears for people who don't care about the ramifications of taking someone's work they put hours of their life into and yeah i'm aware of the risk i'm taking by sharing art on the internet, but this is something that i made with my own hands so i'd appreciate at least the bare bones amount of credit

i'm dogshit at replying unless it's about something specific, so a lot of messages that just say "hello" or smth one worded end up getting ignored. if it's a question like "omg did you see this thing" or prompts like "hey i also like this" end up getting responses. there's also a good chance i read the message and either forget about its existence or panic and never respond anyway

only two things that make me disintegrate into atoms is nsfw/18+ content and needles. eye contact is uncomfy but not really phobia-levels. i'm semi-ok with horror stuff, but it's a limit i'm still testing out. and ya i ship characters but i really only stick to platonic and romantic fluff stuff and i'm not gonna engage in any ship discourse if u don't like it just block it's not that hard

things i did

sketch requests, is closed atm

thas about it

#ya!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#long post

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sckyie · 3 years

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song: streetcar by daniel caesar

word count: 2.6k

genre + warnings: angst to fluff; reminiscing in past heartbreak, breakdowns, timeskips, swearing, someone gets slapped

pronouns used: she/her

a/n: here's part 2 to driver's license,, i hope this was okay >~< i had to include a new song to the mix (its going into the playlist) soooo enjoy :) also my ratio for angst to fluff is TERRIBLE im sorry

Ever since you had confessed your feelings to your best friend, you had became so distant from everyone. Knowing you might've ruined one of the best friendships shook you. Lately you'd been driving around past curfew just to keep your mind off him. Passing all the street lights just felt like you were driving down memories.

That flickering light at the corner where Oikawa had helped you after crashing your bike into a pole. Or that bright cool light by the park where you, Iwa, and Oikawa first started playing volleyball. Or that one littered with stickers where you told both the boys that they better remember you when they were famous.

Apathy overcame your entire being. Nothing seemed to matter anymore, who knew heartbreak could have this effect on a person? It was hard going to school, avoiding Oikawa in every hall, dodging Iwaizumi on your way out, and even trying to ignore Kasumi was too much. It hurt like hell but you didn't want to know what Oikawa had to say. More so, you didn't want to hear what he was going to say, you knew what he'd tell you.

Two months until graduation.

It had been a over a month since that confession. The bright girl everyone used to know dulled out. No one knew why nor how it happened. It only stung between you and the boy you knew you could never love. Oikawa and Kasumi remained together despite the lingering thought of those words you said to him.

"I- You- Ugh! Just go away, I don't want to see you!" The crack in your voice shook those hidden feelings within you.

"Why not!" Oikawa held onto your forearm, restricting you from running away.

"Because I fucking loved you idiot!" You screamed as hot tears rolled down your cheeks. Oikawa froze at your words, unable to process them.

"You...loved me?" He asked.

"I still fucking love you! God, I hate you- I just- Let go!" You shoved him away from you. "I'm leaving. If you try to stop me, I'm never speaking to you again."

Yet, you never spoke to him regardless. The sudden break between you two effected Iwaizumi as well. Although he had no part in the situation, he was torn who's side to take. He knew your secret but he couldn't betray both his best friends. Seeing you two spilt was like watching glass break. It's sudden, scattered, irreplaceable but if you tried to fix it, you could cut yourself or ruin the glass even more.

Oikawa took your last words as your goodbye. What was worse was that, he couldn't bring himself to find the right words to say to you. How could his best friend love him and never tell him? He never did end up telling Kasumi that he loved her. He began to question his feelings about her and well, you.

One more month until graduation.

"Hey Y/n, are you going to the third year dance?" Hanamaki taps your shoulder as you doodle on your notes. You shook your head, knowing well enough how you'd have to see Oikawa and Kasumi together. "Come on, we're all going."

"No thanks," You smiled. A sudden ache in your chest hit you as you looked back at your notes. "I don't like dances."

"Liar," Matsukawa joins into the conversation. "What happened to you?"

"Hm?" You looked up, tilting your head at him.

"Just come along, we'll drive," He suggests. "You don't need a date. Just tag along with he boys and Kasumi."

"Again no thanks," You turned him down. "I'm not on good terms with Oikawa right now. I don't want to see him."

"Well, then let's all four go together then. Me, you, Mattsun, and Iwa," Makki says. "We lowkey miss having you around."

"Yeah, come on, we don't have to go with them," Matsukawa agreed.

"Promise we won't hang around them?" You ask solemnly. They nod at you, prompting you to let out a long sigh. "Fine. I don't have a dress, do you guys want to come with to find one?"

Two weeks until graduation.

You stood in line with the three boys to get inside the ballroom for the dance. You carefully adjusted Matsukawa's corsage that matched your dress. Kasumi and Oikawa had came later, waiting farther back in line. He rests his hand on her waist as he examined the people in line when he spots you. This was the first time in forever since he could see you clearly. He had only caught glimpses of you through the halls, never seeing your face.

Was that the reason the guys didn't want to ride with him? For you? It hit a bit knowing they chose you over him but he knew how you haven't hung out with anyone lately. Always avoiding people, never trying to talk to anyone.

Inside the ballroom, you and the boys sat together at your assigned table. The songs seemed redundant, leaving you four to occasionally get up to dance. It wasn't until a slow song that caught your attention. You had your head leaning against Iwaizumi's shoulder when you spotted Oikawa and Kasumi walking center stage.

"I'm gonna go outside for some fresh air," You say, standing up. You adjusted your dress before walking away to the outside patio. The muffled sound of the slow song was heard as you rested your arms on the railing. You closed your eyes, trying to focus on the sounds of the streets nearby. It was hard to drown out the feelings of Oikawa after seeing him with Kasumi. You feel the pain well up, trying your best to resist crying.

You open your eyes as you feel something being placed on your shoulders. "You'll get sick out here," Iwaizumi says, standing beside you. "You're thinking of him aren't you?"

"Can we not talk about him?" You breathed, tears slowly rolling down your face. "I just don't want to think about how bad I fucked up."

"Well," Iwaizumi looked down at the ground. "Will you dance with me?" You turned to see him holding out his hand for you. Taking his offer, Iwa holds you close as the music played. He let you cry in his arms, knowing well enough that you needed this. Having held all your pain behind driving, you couldn't show how much you were in pain.

"Thank you Iwa," You sniffled into his chest.

"I'm always here for you," He smiled. "You're like a little sister to me...It pains me to see you all dull and hurt...When Makki asked you to come out with us, I didn't expect you to agree but I'm glad you did."

"Can I tell you something?" You panted for air through your tears.

Oikawa held Kasumi close, carefully swaying back and forth together. With her head resting on his chest, he was able to see through the patio window. He spots you and Iwaizumi dancing but for some reason it stung in his chest to see that. Why is he hurt? He's with Kasumi and he loves her, right?

Graduation day.

A group of cheers goes around the ceremony as your final day in high school is finally over. You greet your old classmates one more time, saving your close friends for last. For some reason, all the pain you previously carried had faded away. You approach the gate to meet with your friends for the last time before you go off your separate paths. Makki and Mattsun agreed to text you more to keep up with each other.

Iwaizumi had hugged you once last time, telling you to do your best. You smiled for the first time in a while. It was strange but Iwa was glad to see you starting to move on. You and him agreed to update each other on your mental healths and to hang out whenever you'd visit. Then it was the one you dreaded.

Saying goodbye to Oikawa, it'll be the last time you'll see him. You waited patiently for him as he was caught up by some fans and Kasumi. When he did manage to leave the underclassmen, he spotted you waiting. "Hey babe, can you go on ahead? I want to talk to Y/n," He says to his girlfriend. She nods happily, walking by you as she left.

"Hey," He stops a few feet away from you, scared to step any closer.

"Hi," You said. "I have a few words for you." You let out a small chuckle, leading him to believe it was something good.

"Good or bad?" He laughed.

"Well," You started. "I just wanted to say goodbye for the last time...It was nice being your friend and I know how rough it turned out in the end...I'm sorry for not telling you before how I felt. I just thought I wasn't good enough for you and that you'd fall for someone else. Kasumi is a great girl and you two are amazing together...I really wish you guys the best...I know you'll do outstanding in volleyball like the king you are. You better not forget us when you're famous..Listen, I have to go before I'm late, so this is...it...Goodbye Tooru." You wiped a tear from your cheek, smiling at him. You quickly turned around, disappearing into the city.

"Wait! Y/n!" He rushes after you, only to get lost in the crowd of third years saying their goodbyes. Oikawa felt tears well up in his eyes as he desperately looked around for you. "You didn't let me say..." He whispered to himself.

A week later, Oikawa and Iwaizumi join each other to lunch at your favorite restaurant. Iwa scrolls on his phone waiting for the food while Oikawa looked at the booth you two would always get. "Hey Iwa-chan?" He asks. "Do you know where Y/n decided to go after graduation?" Iwaizumi stopped scrolling to think back at the third year dance.

"Can I tell you something?" You panted for air through your tears.

"Anything," Iwa replied.

"I'm moving away from Miyagi immediately after graduation," You sniffled. "Remember when we were kids and we said we wanted to live in Tokyo or Kyoto?"

"Y-yeah," He was a little shaken up hearing that you'll be leaving so soon.

"My uncle just moved to Kyoto and he offer me a room there...and I said yes," You started to trace circles on his back. "It's by that college I wanted to go to and they have good jobs there and-"

"You don't have to explain yourself. You'll do amazing out there," Iwa chuckled. "Just promise you'll visit sometime?" He knew how much you needed to be away from Miyagi. Although it pained him, he knew it was only for the best.

"No," Iwa lied. "I haven't seen her. She hasn't texted in a while.

Three months after graduation.

You got into a cab on your way to your new job at a café. You stared out the window, admiring the new city you live in. Learning to adjust and work around the city was tough. The feeling of calling Kyoto home was strange, knowing that it wasn't.

Ever since you had said goodbye to Oikawa, things in his life changed. He believed losing you wasn't fair, not knowing where you'd gone always haunted him. He had broken up with Kasumi over the guilt held over his head. Always thinking about you when he was with her wasn't right. With you being gone, his only priority became volleyball.

You however, had let go of those old feelings you held onto. That last goodbye satisfied you, letting you sleep at night and allowed you to love yourself more. You've grown so much from dull slump you were stuck in for weeks. Though living in a different environment made it feel like you weren't even there.

Oikawa roamed the streets slowly approaching different shops along the sidewalk. He had some free time before the practice match he had, so it wouldn't hurt to explore, right?

That's when it happened.

You closed the door to your cab, turning towards the café's direction. Your eyes lock onto a set of familiar pupils. Frozen in time, the two of you never exchanged a word yet, suddenly a rush of emotions filled you both.

Pain, anger, fear, regret, almost everything you felt in the past came back to you seeing him. Standing before you, the man you once loved. The man you might still love.

You snapped out of your thoughts, walking towards him, stopping a few feet away from him. "Y/n what-" You raised your hand, harshly impacting Oikawa's cheek. His hand flies up to his face, holding the spot you smacked.

"You seriously broke up with Kasumi for me?" You growled. "Y-you're an idiot y'know? She was good to you too! Also ignoring Iwa for volleyball? I told you not to-"

"You kept track of me?" He whispered, a slight smile creeping on his face.

"W-Well obviously! I ask Iwa about you from time to time," You muttered. You looked up to Oikawa and saw him grin down at you.

Before you could say anything else, Oikawa puts his two hands on the sides of your cheeks. He pulls your face close to his, crashing his lips against yours. You tense at the action, gripping his wrists. He doesn't pull away until you settle into the kiss.

Your hands melt away from his wrists and reach for his torso. Your lips moved together in sync, almost as if it were a familiar feeling. He pulls away from you, pressing his forehead against yours. "You never let me say my goodbye," Oikawa snickered. "You said goodbye to me then disappeared without a trace."

"Sorry," You blushed. His hands move to your waist, still holding you close to him.

"I wanted to tell you that..." He took a deep breath before continuing. "I love you too. I'm sorry I'm so late in telling you and I'm sorry for being caught up with Kasumi. I didn't know what I was doing and I couldn't talk to you...I fucked up for not seeing how much you- well how much I loved you...I know this is all late and you probably don't want to hear any of this but-"

You tiptoed and kissed his nose, making him stop. "How'd you find out you loved me?" You looked at him curiously.

"I was driving down your street and all the old streets we'd walk through," He started. "It reminded me of you and then I saw that white streetcar. The one that is always parked by the laundromat? It made me realize how much you meant to me."

"Seriously? That old junk car?" You laughed.

"Hey, it reminded me of you okay, just seeing it whenever we hungout and passed it," Oikawa squeezed your hip, making you chuckle at him. "Will you ever forgive me?"

Your laughter ceases as you look up at him. "I had to learn how to drive on the highway on my own, jerk," You brought up.

"Is that a yes?" He smirked.

"...No...Maybe," You squinted your eyes at him. "You owe me ramen."

"Wait how'd you know how I've been these last few months?" Oikawa pulls away from your hold.

"Oh Iwa was the first to know I was moving, I asked him to check on you every now and then. I just wanted to make sure your pretty face doesn't do anything stupid. You did by the way, you did some stupid shit," You grinned. "Hey are you hungry? I can get you something from the café for free." You turned away from him, heading to your job.

"Hey you can't just insult me then leave, come here," He runs after you stopping you a few steps away from work. Oikawa plants a rough kiss on your lips before looking down at you. "The only stupid thing I did was not tell you I loved you sooner."

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In Secret

Din Djarin x Reader

Author’s Note: Ugh this was so fun to write! I have been in my Soft! feels lately so I apologize lol. But anyway - I hope you enjoy this soft!Din one shot!

Prompt from this list: 40 - “Will you marry me?” + 80 - “Let’s run away together.” (Requested by @moonstonegoddessuwu)

Word Count: 1.1k

Warnings: none

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The small room at the Inn on the outskirts of town had become as familiar to you as the man that occupied the space next to you. It had become the safest place in the entire city for you and the only place you felt truly happy and alive. Laying in the small bed, legs tangled with his, and a blindfold covering your eyes all made you feel so safe - so secure – despite the fact that you could only do this in the secrecy of the Inn.

While being a princess had it’s perks, it seemed to have more faults than anything else. The biggest being that your future was determined for you since the day you were born. What you would do and even who you would marry – something that didn’t sit well with you in the slightest. Your entire existence had been mortifyingly dull and you hated every waking moment. You didn’t ask to be royalty, you didn’t want all these expectations held over your head. So the day the Mandalorian showed up at your door step seeking a bounty, your prayers seemed to be answered. The Inn, owned by one of your closest friends and confidants, quickly became your second home – the only place you and your Mandalorian could be together without fear of punishment. For if your parents knew what you were truly doing when you went out of town for ‘fresh air’ they would surely disown you – or worse.

Yet, as you lay there, hands tracing patterns absentmindedly on the man’s bare chest, you couldn’t help the elation that swelled within your heart. The thin sheet of the bed was laying haphazardly over your waists, the only thing covering you being his earlier discarded tunic – it smelled like him. A detail that didn’t go unnoticed by you as you had slipped the soft fabric over your head before returning to his side and tucking your head under his chin. And that’s where you had stayed, his own hand rubbing up and down your side slowly.

You took in a deep breath, turning your head slightly and pressing a gentle kiss to his neck, not missing the way he shivers at the contact. No matter how many times you two had been together, sometimes in the most intimate of ways, the simplest touches always seemed to affect him the most.

“I have to return home soon,” you whisper, sadness lacing your words.

His arm tightened around you at your words, not wanting to let you go so soon, as his other hand – the one not wrapped around you, toyed with a small object in his hands.

“Just a little longer,” There wasn’t a question in his words, just a small command.

You sit up a little, face turned towards his despite not being able to see him, “Din…you know I can’t –“

“Will you marry me?” he blurts out, causing you to stop in your tracks.

You sit up fully now, hands moving slowly up his chest until you reach his face, fingers mapping out his features before finally resting on his cheeks, “What?” you breathe, disbelief and confusion lacing your words.

You can feel the quick and shallow breathes coming from his nose, nerves consuming him as he gazes at you. the black strip of fabric around your eyes, his dark brown tunic covering your body and your fingers tracing his cheekbones gently. Maker, he loved you. He had never felt this way about anyone before – never made himself this vulnerable around anybody since he was a child. But he would do anything for you. for a split second, he even told himself that he would break his creed for you if it came down too it, a thought that shocked Din to no end. To love someone this much, this deeply...it was terrifying. So he slowly took one of your hands in both of his, finally placing a small silver object in the palm of your hand.

“Will you marry me?” he asks again, more firmly this time as he closes your fingers around the object.

You pull your hand back, finally identifying the object as a ring. Most likely a simple band from the feeling of it, and you felt tears well up in your eyes. you wanted this, you had never wanted anything more in the entire galaxy - to spend the rest of your life with the man you loved.

You couldn’t help the tears that spilled over, soaking the blindfold and trailing down your cheeks. Din immediately sits up, moving so he was on his knees in front of you on the bed, hands holding your wrists in his, thumbs stroking the skin softly.

You shook your head, “Din you know I can’t,” you gasp, voice wet with tears, “I’ve never wanted anything as much as I want this – with you. But you know what will happen if my father finds out –“

Din’s hands come up to your face in an instant, thumbs brushing away the tears, “Then let’s run away together,” he says, voice pleading, “No one even knows that I’ve been back here since I took that one bounty. We’ve been careful. My ship isn’t far we could –“ he swallows hard, “Please Cyar’ika,” his voice breaks, “I love you.”

You’re silent for a moment, your tears still trailing slowly down your cheeks as your mind reels with all the possibilities. But the only one that seems to matter is being with Din. Forever.

So, you finally, shakily, nod your head – and Din feels like his heart might explode at your acceptance. He surges forward, capturing your lips with his own in a desperate passionate kiss and you don’t hesitate to respond. Din finally pulls away, brushing your hair behind your ears affectionately as he gazes at you. He watches as you hold your hand out in front of you the ring displayed in your palm.

“Of course, I will marry you Din,” you finally say, a small smile playing on your lips.

His own grin breaks out on his face as he takes the small object and grabs your hand. He turns it over and slips the metal band onto your ring finger, tears burning at the back of his eyes at the sight.

As if you can sense his emotions, you bring your hands to the back of his neck and press your lips to his own before pulling away and resting your forehead against his, “I love you Din Djarin,” you whisper.

And for one blissful moment, Din was hopeful for the future ahead of him.

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