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thewinterpillarhashira · 15 days

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i owe everyone a smol collection and commentary to wips/scraps i did before, during and after the fime i went into ur average cliche hollywood cringe emo phase

^^ THIS. oh my god, where do i even start about this.

MY GOSH this was like, the last thing i did b4 i fully succumbed to burn out as a whole LMAO

i made this becoz i got inspired by marc brunet doing yoneyama mai’s style vid that passed by my feed as i scrolled through hoards wanting even a single dose of motivation to prevent what i knew was an upcoming artblock.

and y’know me, i HEART yoneyama sm. so seeing that was my absolutely yumyum cup of tea—temporarily 😭

u see, EVERYTHING WAS GOING SO WELL⁉️ until i reached my limit at (unsurprisingly) hair shading.

needless to say, this was scrapped becaz—sure, the idea was overall wonderful—but the way i did the blue moon weed flower and the lighting was just NOT it for me at all. nuh uh (i essentially went through a major sob story era after this BUT i convinced myself it was just a phase—and guess what? IT WAS!! showed myself i own me n i do me 🗣️ WHOS THE ALPHA⁉️😈)

(..i aint ever physically, mentally, emotionally nor spiritually recovering from typing that.^)

^basically, after struggling to find myself for a while, i soon fortunately managed to get back to it in the slightest!;) andddd so, recently, i alas decided to do something just for me.

no more frieren fridays(+apothecary dairies) were honestly hella extra upsetting when it happened during an existential crisis moment. but hey, i got to finally draw some characs i rlly love!

these are some 30 min warmups to both challenge and to have fun myself considering its been quite some time since ive picked up my pencil and done smth worth my while.

personally content with this. moreover, it genuinely helped a lot for me to start drawing stuff again;)

^now a quick sketch i did with a palette that was somewhat out of my comfort zone.

if you’d notice, i usually use pastel colors when i do things—which i realized as i reminisced my journey and the friends we made along the wa-

in short this was a lil tryout i didto NOT do’at 💪

nothing much to say here other than that this is my forgotten genshin oc whom is now practically a test dummy for me to use whenever i have to experiment colors bcuz she doesn’t have an official one (yet…jk thats never happening sux to be her 😂🤣)

^notbing much I've got to complain about here

it's literally just a mulihaohao art style study

with ri as stelle lmao

i merely got too lazy to get it done

will prob finish....ext year-

..last but DEFO the least, a hu tao with miku fit sketch i ditched

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sketchy-tour · 3 months

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Hey! how are you? you probably know who I am :')

I'm just here to say that you're an incredible artist, one of my favorites on tumblr and every time I see your art I want to DEVOUR-

coff coff But anyway, I just came here to try to brighten your day (I hope I didn't fail, sorry, I get nervous when I talk to famous people ;-;)

Good morning/afternoon/night :) ✨️💞

OH HELLO!!! WAVING! Yes yes I do know you!

Thank you so much! AAWAH! It always makes my day when someone sends kind words my way about my silly ass doodles and art. THOUGH I DONT KNOW IF I REALLY COUNT AS LIKE??? FAMOUS? Or even really a popular artist in the fandom! I don't consider myself one by any means. bUT AA IT MEANS A LOT TO ME ANYWAY!! 💖💖💖💖💖💖🌻You brightened my day a ton I promise!

ANYWHO!!! HAVE A THIS! Its nothing crazy cool but I take this lil warmup doodle I did of your silly and I put it into your hands.

HAVE AN ABSOLUTELY WONDERFUL DAY AND I APPRECIATE YOU SO SO SO MUCH!!!!!

#ask #text post #just rambling #my art #sketches #welcome home oc

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mbappebby · 11 months

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Little Leclerc || Four

Ollie Bearman x Madelyn Leclerc (OC)

Summary: Madelyn is nervous for her first ever F1 race, she has lots of people who are on her side and giving support to her..

Requested: Yes, by anonymous: Hello! Loving the Little Leclerc series, can you do one where Maddie is nervous for her first ever F1 race? Maybe a lot of the drivers try and calm her down to tell her she’s going to be just fine. After the race she meets up with Ollie at one point? Thank u, keep up all the good work! x

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Taglist: @christianpulisic10 @callsignwidow @honethatty12 @lorarri @shamelesspotatos @formulas-bitch

(let me know if you want to be added)

Madelyn had entered the paddock with Charles, the siblings stopped to sign things and take photos with fans before reaching the Alfa Romeo hospitality.

“Hey, your going to fine okay?” Charles said. “What if I am not?” Madelyn asked. “You will Mads, c’mon look how hard you have worked to get here! You deserve to be here” Charles added.

“I guess your right” Madelyn replied with a smile. “When I am not?” Charles joked before kissing her forehead as he made his way to Ferrari as Maddie walked in with Milo.

“Are you really nervous?” Milo asked. “Yeah, I am! I am not allowed to be?!” Madelyn replied as she walked into her drivers room.

“Mads, you know what I am going to say. You deserve to be here and you shouldn’t be nervous as you are going to be just fine!” Milo told her which made the young girl smile.

Milo has been there since the beginning for her, and she couldn’t have had anyone better to her her performance coach. “Thank you” Madelyn said as she hugged him.

“It’s my job, now let’s get these warmups started” Milo added as he hugged her back. The pair started to prepare for the first race of the season.

“Charles Leclerc crosses the line and wins the Bahrain Grand Prix! It’s a Ferrari 1-2 ad Carlos Sainz crosses the line just being his teammate. It’s a P3 for Lewis Hamilton!” Crofty shouted.

“What a race for the two Alfa Romeo rookies! P7 for Madelyn Leclerc and P10 for Guanyu Zhou!” Crofty added.

“P7 Mads!! Let’s go, what a start! Double points, Zhou P10!” Her race engineer called as the team started cheering in the background.

“Let’s go!! Ahhh thank you guys so much! This is just the beginning! Double points for the team, baby!” Madelyn exclaimed as she entered the pit-lane.

Madelyn jumped out the car and she saw her teammate walking up behind her. They hugged tightly before running to their team to celebrate the double points.

Madelyn soon spotted Charles, who was talking to her other two brothers. She smiled as she took her helmet off giving it to Milo before running over to her brothers.

Charles held her in his arms and hugged her tightly and gave her a kiss on the forehead. “I told you! I knew you would be fine! P7 Mads!” Charles said as they let go and Madelyn hugged Lorenzo.

“Proud of you lil sis! Nothing to worry about!” Enzo added as Madelyn finally got hugged by Arthur. “I knew you would be fine, proud of you Maddie” Arthur mumbled.

“Thank you, Thur” Madelyn said with a smile as she kept her arms around him. Madelyn then greeted some of three Ferrari team, who congratulated her.

Madelyn got back to her hotel room, she had a shower and changed into more comfy clothes and then sat down on the bed.

Moments later, there was a knock on her door. She made her way to the door and opened it and saw the familiar face of her boyfriend.

“Baby!” Madelyn squealed and jumped onto his arms, Ollie laughed while catching her as he hugged her tightly. “Hey Lynnie” Ollie said softly.

Madelyn jumped down and let Ollie enter the room before closing the door. “You had nothing to worry about did you?” Ollie told her.

“I’ve heard that a lot today” Madelyn said with a smile. “You got P7 baby, in your first ever F1 race! It’s an amazing achievement!” Ollie added.

“Yeah, it’s crazy” Maddie replied. “This is just the beginning Lyn, just the start of it all” Ollie told her as they kissed.

“I love you much” Madelyn said as they pulled away. “I love you too” Ollie replied. “Can you stay with me?” Madelyn said with puppy eyes.

“Of course I will, my flight isn’t until tomorrow after-noon” Ollie added as they got into bed. “Lucky, my is in the morning” Madelyn mumbled.

“You going straight to Jeddah?” Ollie asked. “Nah, going to see maman then flying from Monaco over then on Tuesday night” Madelyn told him.

“I’ll see you whenever then,” Ollie replied. “Yea, probably be in Arthur’s garage at some point during that weekend” Madelyn added.

The couple talked for a bit longer before they both eventually drifted of to sleep.

@ madelynleclerc

📍BAHRAIN INTERNATIONAL CIRCUIT

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madelynleclerc: WOW! P7! What a debut race, thank you team for everything. Congrats @ zhouguanyu24 for P10! Two rookies in the points, it’s just upwards from here. Let’s keep going!❤️

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username Let’s go Madsss!!

username Woo!! What a race!

username Let’s go teammm!!

charles_leclerc Fière de toi sœur❤️ (proud of you sister)

arthur_leclerc Je t’aime Mads❤️ (love you)

madelynleclerc Merci, Je t’aime aussi❤️ (thank you, love you too)

username Awhh Leclerc siblings >>

username Watching Maddie run over to her brothers after getting out of the car🥰

username Congrats Madss!!

username Two rookies in the points🤩

alfaromeoorlen Let’s goo!❤️

madelynleclerc Teamm🫶🏼🤍

username What a race!

username Congrats Maddie🤩

lewishamilton Congrats Mads, you deserves it🙌🏽

madelynleclerc Thank you Lew❤️

username Awh Lewis🥰

username Wooo let’s gooo!!

olliebearman Congrats Lynnie ! :)

madelynleclerc Thank you Oll🤍

username You can’t tell me nothing is going between them!

username Only Ollie calls her Lyn/Lynnie🥹

username They would be cute together!!

username Ollie and Mads🥰

#f1 #f1 imagines #formula 1 #ollie bearman imagines #ollie bearman #charles leclerc x sister #charles leclerc imagine #arthur leclerc x sister #arthur leclerc #leclerc!sister

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dtupdates-archive · 9 months

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♡—DREAM was active on Dream__Fanart! He liked:

emotions ✧⁠*⁠。

SO HIGH LIKE IM ON EVEREST ‼️‼️

So high like I'm on Everest I ain't ever coming down I ain't ever coming down 🎶

my honest reaction

Everest!! ✨dreamteam forever!!🩵

1hr doodle art for EVEREST🏔️ I ain't ever coming down, I ain't ever coming down!

I HAD TOO MUCH ENERGY TO BURN OFF WHILE WAITING FOR EVEREST TO COME OUT SO I MADE THIS RANDOM FLOWER DROT ?????????

Remember what you came from (dream doodle)

Dear Dream, It's easy to love you🩷

🏔️

and I did it . This lil fairy wants nothing to do with pirates or fighting, he's only interested in taking naps, long naps..

Three angels

doodles since i got rusty 😩

There's nothing else but right here, right now 💚🧡🩵

Game night!! 🎮

Howdy 🤠🤯

For the discord summer icon competition thingy! I just wanted to enter once, vote me if you like :))

“To who ever wants to hear”

Afternoon chess with the dream team

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SYLVEE !! 🎉🤍 it’s sylvee day everyone :DD

Dream and his...buddies🤭

TO WHOEVER WANTS TO HEAR :)

to whoever wants to hear;

Baby grge is tired‼️

dream team FOREVER !!

warmup sketch ⛅️

some musicians chillin :P

they're pocket sized

I’m sorry for the person I’ll become when drEP releases 👍

just wanted to draw dream in these hats again cus he’s so cute

tiny🤏

am ready for drep

together... to the end... biblethump

just totally normal shower bonding time between bros, nothing to see here 👍

trying to doodle in train is definitely something

Howdy, partner! 🤠

Tiny dream! What will he do?

strawberry boba 🍓

baby

doodle :^)

does anybody know where is he looking at

some dre doodles

?😟

HOW DID BRO LOST HIS CAT BEANIES?? 🤣🤣😨

POV you find your roommate very casually chilling on the couch on his phone while also wearing ur shorts

Dream and patches vs sapnap ♟

pookie loves pizza 🍕

biblically accurate height 🤏

when @Dream_Fanart is active when ur at school (i promise ill make actual fanart when im at home)

friends + their adventures!

the mask returns...

I had to do it, okay

baby pink and baby blue:D✨

✨⭐️

Dream

To whoever wants to hear... "So high like I'm on Everest"

dreams been cooking in the studio again

EVEREST !!! 🏔️(i'm so excited )

EVEREST OUT NOW

Everest

He stays winning

necesitaba dibujarlo AWHWHWHWH <3<3

they're at the beach

dream has another announcement guys???

hes confused...

#dt.update #dranart #dreamwastaken

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skullboiz · 2 months

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putting all my concert thoughts in a poast before i forget. here we go mucho texto warning. also setlist talk is gonna be out of order probably

the drive to the venue took longer than anticipated, traffic was so backed because dfw is just Like That. dont come here. and ft worth especially oh my GODDDD but we made it in time for the maine. i missed the first opener again its fine

ive only listened to the maine casually over the years and i like them but THEY WERE SUPER FUN LIVE????? the energy was so high for such a short set and they honestly sound better live than album recordings. i may have to stan

also Bassist Hot whats his number

theyre all kinda hot really. from my distance at least. sorry

robby energy

the sound at dickies arena in general is just soooo much fucking better than an outdoor stadium the guitars and drums were up to 11, ppl werent wrong abt the sound quality in this venue. sux its in ft worth though ONE MASSIVE DOWNSIDE kfmjsdkglafk

amazing sound at the cost of my hearing because. i forgot to buy ear plugs again it hurt just a lil bit. especially the pyro. at least its only been 2 times so far I WILL LEARN MY LESSON NEXT TIME LOL

i accidently sat in the wrong section but the my actual tickets i bought were closer so WE TAKE THOSE!!! not close enough to see skin pores but still very much enough

jimmy sounded great!! didnt know most of the songs despite doing a bit of listening but i got bleed american and the middle at the end which both ruled so. worth it

kinda wanted the maine back but ITS OKAY NO SHADE

patrick message on the projector. which is funny for anyone at home but FOR ME THERE I WAS LIKE [DREAD] [DREAD] [DREAD] FUCK DFW WEATHER

imagining patrick doing vocal warmups in the car by himself did lighten my mood just a tad. i had no proof but a feeling he did that

and then the pete images. only got a glimpse thru shitty venue connection but that made me laugh

and my battery was already low so the waiting and stalling was painful 😭

i was directly diagonal from the guy in the east wing lower bowl that started a monkey-see-monkey-do light show thru the whole stadium while waiting for fob and i just love the goodness of people at concerts its everything to me PEOPLE ARE GOOD

the woman next to him also danced like a beautiful drunk swan the entire show and idk if i wanted to be her or be her friend

also if u saw plain ol me clear glasses brunette hair tourdust shirt and bracelets HI YES WAS I

i didnt feel like going around to trade bracelets again as nervous anticipation set in but i DID pick out an american psycho bracelet from a person who came up to me so i completely unknowingly manifested there holy fuck. im cherishing it forever thank u to that person

WRECKING BALL. LMAO

also i sang along to Thats What You Get by Paramore playing in overspeakers because thats my fucking band but I HEARD MORE PPL IN THE CROWD SING ALONG TO OLD PANIC WHICH PERSONALLY OFFENDED ME JUST SAYIN

wdstf singalong was everything. again the energy at concerts <3333 my people

LIKE 30-40 MIN LATER FOB IS ON FINALLY. i did not cry this time to lftos i was just glad they were there the worry Dissolved

joe and andy were so visible from my seats i stared at them both nearly the entire show. patrick brain out the window they are SO MUCH MORE ATTRACTIVE IN PERSON IM TELLIN YALL 4K HIGH DEFINITION THRU MY EYEBALLS GOT MY BRAIN IN A. TORNADO!

photos and videos were not fantastic my phone is nawt the latest model so nothing worth posting here sadly. but for myself? everythang

IM KICKING MYSELF because i so clearly had andy in view for HIS DRUMSTICK THING DURING SUGAR but MY FINGER DIDNT PRESS RECORD BUTTON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ARG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FUCKETH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

please. please if ur close to andy, video that for me i need it for no reason other than its my favorite lil thing that nobody at tourdust shows. thank u so mch

NO CHICAGO FOR ME THIS TIME getting doa twice is kinda crazy ngl

patrick apology (no tears) for grand theft autumn was funny

andy and pete had cute smiley interactions around disloyal order during the set. or before that idk. i know a bubble hit andy's drum kit (or he swatted it away himself?) and they were smiling at that 😭😭😭 theyre litrly besties do u understand.........

of course p squared still did their signature scissoring techniques thank u for that old men

NO HEAVEN IOWA. THEY SKIPPED HEAVEN IOWAA FOR DOLDRUMS. i still went hard of course but CONSIDERING HOW GR8 THE SOUND WAS I WAS ONLY SLIGHTLY BUMMED

you dont even wanna know how estatic i was for hum hallelujah. i had to get myself proof of it for it to be real. tahnk u. ill never recover ever. peace and love in my brain

i dont rememebr certain songs where joe had this very specific swagger but he so very much did i saw him. with my own eyes. (in the voice of the luke skywalker tweet) dont worry joe i'll appreciate ur cuntiness

headfirst slide. in this venue.

oh my god bro

both p squared riffs <3 especially the one near the end where pete saw someone watching shit on their phone nd said it was basketball JEYDEUGHEKDLK patrick chiming in w something about dont make fun of his step-dad. gold.

saying smfs reminded him of texas #TEXANPRIDE #COWBOYS

PATRICK DURING RIFF SAYNG HIS GLASSES ARENT CURRENT PRESCRIPTION. THE REVEAL THAT HE STILL CANT SEE. WE LOST

medley was like. a relief to me because i expected it it was like a cool towel in the midst for what was about to come. cant blame the guy for getting literally zero practice beforehand fmdsjfdslg

the 8 ball.

i cried BIG PHAT BABY TEARS

i love them more than words can say. i didnt know i needed it but i did

im still emotional thinking abt it

saturday aftercare cured all (even though i was WOOPED from going so hard EVERY SONG. couldnt scream anymore my voice is still shot. i refuse to NOT go as hard as i do)

i think that is all the notable stuff i remember i wish i couldve written down stuff on the ride home BUT i will add more if i think of it. overall its hard to say which show i liked better they both meant the absolute world to me!!! FALL OUT BOY FOREVER

#i didnt mean to write an entire essay but. ya #line break is when fawb starts #skulltxt #my show #it can go there i guess

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sarakiz · 2 years

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lil post-SKAM reflection/review (?) thing!! more photos incoming leading up to SCI cause i have well over a thousand that i need to finish uploading and editing but as u all know i do love to talk so i wrote down some stuff here!

random logistics stuff:

i know rink temps tend to vary but in case anyone is heading to a comp and wondering: a light sweatshirt over a regular t shirt over a heattech turtleneck was enough to keep me comfortable, my legs generally do not get cold but i did need to wear two pairs of socks, and i brought a heavier jacket in case that i ended up using mostly as a blanket lol

i was pretty careful to adhere to the security rules so not too many problems there, officially umbrellas were banned to bring in but i did see that security was holding them for people to collect once they left the building

def bring a portable charger and keep it juiced up because you will need it

nothing will make you wish for skaters to have greater ice coverage more than trying to photograph them while sitting opposite the judges, a massive chunk of my shots are just faceless or awkwardly angled because of this LOL

comp highlights:

koshiro and katya being the cutiepie crowd favorites!! their energy and ability to roll with the punches is unmatched and everyone was absolutely loving them

kanadai hot

how much i enjoyed the entire ice dance event in general? ngl i came in not particularly excited about the lineup and ended up finding something to love about everyone

ilia's 4A directly in front of my corner, we screamed for like 30 seconds more after that and then everyone just kept on screaming for him

madison chock hot

MISS GRACIE!!! MISS GOLD!!!

donovan carrillo has thee most radiant smile

my random encounters in passing with goatssl and his fabulous skates at this event have made me a full on stan, i forgot that the skating club of boston is his home rink now so it was wonderful to see that he was feeling the love and having a great time all weekend!

isababy levito charming the hell out of the audience!

jun is absolute magic live

making two seconds of very intense eye contact with kaitlin hawayek during the rhythm dance warmup

kaitlin and jean luc absolutely killing it in both the dance events?? they did that for me

kaori's speed, flow, and musicality — in person her skating really fills the entire space!!

the pairs event featuring both baby pairs making their debuts as well as the most powerful skating aunties' showdown, genuinely so exciting

seeing everyone let loose at the exhibition!

there is def way more to add here but this is getting too long already oops

general big W's:

understand that i never really figured out how to use the nikon and i basically spent the entirety of the first day practices draining my phone's battery while frantically attempting to google how to use it on the arena's shitty wifi, so i'm really glad that the photos came out pretty nice and that ur all loving them <3

costumes are so SPARKLY irl like in a way cameras can never quite capture, even really subtle detail like the beading on kaori’s sp dress just catches the light beautifully

the size of the arena made the whole comp feel very intimate, plus the low angle seating made it so everything felt so up close and you basically got a great view from anywhere around! i picked a corner where i suspected some jumping passes would be happening and it was very cool to see it a stone's throw away

the crowd energy was absolutely ON at this comp, everyone was there first and foremost to hype up every skater that stepped on the ice and it felt so good to be in the middle of it!

i met amwide range of hardcore fans, fans just getting into the sport, and competing adult skaters which was dope!! was surprised at how many people i met who didn't know the competitive field too well, although it gave me an excuse to infodump so not too many complaints there! love love loved talking to people and just being around people who are equally invested in the sport since i suspect my friends here are tired of me talking about it LOL

food truck food and concessions were pretty great? pricey obvs but i mean the $12 lobster roll not only didn't kill me but was actually pretty tasty for a $12 lobster roll

staff was super super nice, at least from my experience — very patient at security, despite the labyrinthian shuttle system there was staff on the ground who were very committed to directing you to them, generally felt like everything was run very smoothly

i loved dj romeo and his weird mixes idc!!!

it was probably harder here to *not* run into a skater or coach than making an active effort LOL everyone was milling about and you might get to talk to a competitor at pretty much any given moment

big L's:

i stupidly booked accommodations that were part of the USFS "spectator block" that ended up being way too far from the arena, and ended up blowing off pretty much my entire last paycheck on lyfts so that sucked

i left my umbrella in said lyft so thats gone for good now

wifi in the arena was absolute ass

i had to book lyfts from the train station (where the shuttle to and from the venue was running) which was partially under construction so the cell service was garbage and drivers were repeatedly cancelling on me, so on two of the three nights i was stranded at the train station past midnight which was def not fun (i did eventually get back dont worry)

got scared about the sign policy and left my notebook even though it turned out they were allowing handheld signs

i really really wish i had come with someone else i knew :,,) it was great meeting people but at times i just got very anxious and nervy being there by myself surrounded by groups of people who knew each other from twitter or elsewhere, they all seemed really nice and were offering banners and other fun stuff that i didnt ask for or get because i was so nervous oops

for the same reasons as above i was also too scared to talk to any of the skaters who were hanging around the venue even with the numerous opportunities that presented themselves so i am kicking myself a little bit for that

overall im so glad that this was my first competition to see in person!! that list of L's looks big but i really do think it was all worth it, i had a great time and am def looking forward to hopefully attending more competitions (and being more prepared for them) in the future :)))

#sarakiz @ skam #mug's objectively correct skating opinions #skate america 2022 #long post

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buckys-milk · 2 years

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do i see cowboy!bucky, OMG PLEASE

YYES YOU DID!!! So sorry this took so long, I actually started this two days ago but so much has happened since, but I finally got around to finishing it! After writing half way through though I decided to make it a short series!

Pairing- Cowboy!Bucky x y/n

Word Count- 2,474

Masterlist

Warnings- Eventual swearing, drinking, old guys honestly this chapter doesn’t have much

Wasteland-Part 1 (Series) (incomplete)

Summary: You own a small western town saloon handed down to you by your parents. One day a stranger washes in detailing the arrival of his friend. His friends arrival only brings you trouble, but what harm can come from babysitting two cowboys?

The Wasteland of the West, that’s what you called this 10th layer of Hell. With spacious skies, dry weather, and the population of 100, 50 of that being cacti and skeletons.

The Waterhole, your place of work, was about the most populated shack in town. Originally built by your grandparents, it’s been passed down to you, begrudgingly. Your parents had always wanted you to marry, but marriage wasn’t your speed, you preferred to watch ol’ drunkards fight and play card games.

Now your parents on the other hand, were the lovebirds of town, were. Few years back their bodies were found next to the old rail road out east few miles beyond the town border. Star crossed lovers they were coined. Then there was you. Everyone in town knew you, ever since you were a girl. Not born, but raised here, you would live here till your last breath.

Now, while that’s years away, you had started to plan out who the saloon would go to. It wasn’t going to no kids you knew that much. No friends, the saloon and old ranchers were friends, couldn’t trust them to not cheat at their card games, how could they run this place?

You see, the Wasteland wasn’t frequented much, and visitors weren’t really welcome in town. They always had this air of arrogance and somthin’ to sell, and ya'll weren’t the richest people in the west, and anybody who knew anybody was in the Waterhole. Except today.

“Nice quiet day eh?” In walked Happy, town carriage expert, fixed ‘em up real quick, not that there were too many carriages in town.

“Always is Happy,” you respond scratching at a blood stain patched to the counter. “Can’t remember a time the town was bustlin’”

“Well, back in the days when you were young, we had a lot more traffic.” He sat down letting a few coins escape his hand. “Double.”

A double was nothing more than a whiskey and ginger, you never understood why he called it that. Pouring out his drink you heard more of the locals rush in from their “busy” work days. Minors from out east past the tracks and farmers from up north. I’m no time, drinks were being passed around and the day was just beginning.

—

“Right on time as always Maxamoffs.”

In ran your two favorite wranglers, Pietro and Wanda Maxamoff, twins from the East coast. After they lost their parents, they hopped the train to come out west, landing in your sweet lil’ town. “I know you two don’t do nothin' more than bother the Starks down ‘road, what’s got you late today?” You threw the two a stern look placing a hankie into Wanda's hands.

“Sorry Miss Y/n, Pietro lost the bucket we use to feed the barn cats, couldn’t leave without giving them their water, wouldn’t be right!” Wanda gave you her puppy dog eyes. You were a softy, especially for the twins, they were the siblings you never had.

“We’ll, good on you for takin’ care of those barn cats, don’t know what they’d do without ya’” Nodding to Pietro settling at the piano, “Eh boy! Get those fingers wigglin'!”

He respond In short with a quick warmup followed by a happy tune. Pietro was the best player in town, better yet, the only player In town.

“Get those tables in the corner cleaned up Wanda, I’m gonna check in upstairs.” Wanda responds with a curt nod, bounding off.

You only had one visiter upstairs, some guy from outta town just passing through. He’d been resting a couple of days till he got back on his feet.

Dragging your feet upstairs wasn’t ideal on these steps, old and worn out, maybe you’d have that young Stark come by to replace ‘em, Peter’d have ‘em fixed up real quick. No time to think of it now, here you were In front of the outsiders lodgings. With a slight knock, you here a “yes ma’am?” From the other side.

“Breakfast?, or are you headin’ out?”

“Breakfast would be nice ma’am.” He responds.

“No need to call me ma’am, call me y/n” you chuckled. Men were scared of you ‘round here, owning the best saloon around had its perks.

You thought you’d make him breakfast yourself. Usually it was Wandas job, she was a great cook, but outsiders didn’t deserve her cookin’. “Hey Wan,” you bellowed from the top of the stairs, “I’m makin’ the stranger some breakfast, you man the counter will ya?”

Wanda responded with a clear look of confusion, but she didn’t dare question why.

Didn’t take you long to whip up some ham and eggs, best you’d ever done you thought. By the time you’d finish, the stranger was sat next to a window, far corner where Wanda had just cleaned. Placing the plate in front of him with a glass of brandy, you sat across. “Never got to ask, what brings you ‘round?”

He takes a bite, savoring the taste, first thing he’s had to eat in days you’d reckon. Never left his room until now. “Travlin’ through to the coast, got work there with a coupla friends, Steve by the way.”

You let him take a few more bites, wondering what could be so interesting about the coast, everyone always seemed to leave town for the coast. “Well, you’re lucky you’ve been here so long; usually outsiders are run outta town by now.” You slowly speak, crossing your arms against your chest.

“I suppose a thanks are in order?” He looks up with a daring smile, he’s handsome, blond locks and a scruffy beard, he’d fit in at the coast.

“No thanks necessary.” You still. “I don’t mind outsiders too much, I used to be one.” It was true, even if it was only for the first year of your life.

“Well I appreciate the breakfast and lodgings Miss Y/n.” Another bite. “Which reminds me. Since you don’t mind outsiders and all, how would you feel ‘bout having another around? Or would that make the town up in arms?” He says the last part in a low mumble, leaning himself across the table. You ponder it for a moment, you could handle a whole dozen strangers, it didn’t mean much to you.

“Depends on how long, I can protect ‘ya, but I do have a reputation to keep.” You play coy, giving him a wink.

“Wouldn’t be too long, he’s already on his way. I reckon he’ll be by in two days time.” The sneaky bastard, suppose it wouldn’t have mattered if you said yes or no, you were in for a stranger regardless.

“Well, I’ll have my girl Wanda prepare the room next to yours,” you stand, grabbing his plate and cup. “How much longer will you be stayin' out here?” You ask looking around the room catching stares from the locals.

He smiles, almost making you feel stupid. “As long as I can miss.” His eyes train onto the cup you had taken, signaling to bring him another.

—

Men around here were less than respectful, no matter how handsome the guy, respect wasn’t in their vocabulary. Steve had been of the more interestin’ men to come through town, and you were sure his friend would be just as funny.

In two days time, you were awoken by the sun caressing the horizon with sweet reds accompanied by a low whistle of the wind. A knock on the door had done it though.

“Miss Y/n, sorry to bother you, but I do believe my friend will be arrivin’ soon.” You could hear the shuffle of his feet as he awaited your answer.

“Can I trust you to start the griddle?” You groaned out, throwing your legs over the side of your cot. You heard a grunt in response and heavy steps cascading down the stairs to follow.

It was an unexpectedly chilly morning. A quick bath night not hurt. To follow, you pulled up your under dress in contempt, followed by a loose corset, and over it, one of your finest purples. You looked nice, put together for once. Slipping on your boots and Fixin’ your hair, for the final touches. Breakfast time, just as long as that ol’ stranger didn’t burn the kitchen down.

You found your way downstairs to open the bar, lookin’ out for the twins to start the day. You hoped they’d show up sooner rather than later. Sighing to yourself, your ears picked up the full hum of a tune carrying from the kitchen. Knowing what you’ll find, you waltzed in to see Steve. Dressed to the nines like a cowboy, rugged looking handkerchief tied ‘round his left forearm. That same forearm twisting as he dumped a pile of eggs and ham onto a few plates.

He looks up from his work and you catch a twinkle in his eye. “Thought I’d make a few plates, two for those twins you have workin’ here, nice kids.”

With your hands on your hip you couldn’t help but laugh, “S’nice havin’ a man ‘round here. Can’t remember a time where myself or Wan wasn' cookin’ breakfast.”

He doesn’t reply as he hands you a plate.

“Speakn' of which,” here come the twins. You give him an amused once over and he smiles big in response.

“Like seeing a man ‘round here? Just wait till ‘ya meet my pal, think you two will get along just right.” He chews his words with a big slice of ham, of which you shake your head at.

“Sorry we’re late Miss Y/n,” Pietro starts as he uncovers the piano, “we don’t have an excuse, we’re just late.”

You check the clock hanging off wall above your bar. The twins were early, for once. Today was getting weirder and weirder by the minute, and it only got worse.

—

The town had been quiet, a Monday. Everyone was working, weren’t too tired by the sun just yet, so the watering hole remained empty next to a few regulars.

Just then, the dull thud of hooves started over from the south. “Must be him.” You wispered to yourself. “Steven! You’re boy is here!” You yell to the kitchen where he sat nursing a whiskey while reading an old paper from the coast.

He peaks his head out from the corner, “You say my boy is here?” He seemed excited.

“Yea, I hear hooves of a horse that ain’t from aroun’ here.” You’re bored. You don’t care much for another stranger staying at your saloon, you’re just annoyed you gotta babysit. “Make sure the two of you don’t cause trouble ‘round here you hear? I don’t wanna have to hold back all 6 of the old farmers that live down town.” You joked.

He laughs at that, hearty. Oh yea, he’s excited. Just then, you realize you don’t hear the hooves anymore, it’s silence. Then, the two front flaps are pushed in, and in walks the stranger.

From behind you speeds an excited Steve, rushing to hug the stranger. For minutes you keep your head low, pretending to wipe at some invisible spots. You hear them talking low, all about their travels, until they stop. You look up to see the two of them staring at you, Steve with a dumb grin, and the stranger, with a curious eye.

He’s handsome, tall, black hat and new buckles on his boots. He’s wearing all black, that’s unlike most of the cowboys you see pass through town. Maybe is a west coast thing.

You hold eye contact for a second, not letting your heart beat get the better of you. “Somethin’ I can get you stranger?” You lean over the counter a bit as he sets himself down on one of the stools.

“Whiskey ma’am.” His drawl is strong, and there’s a linger of ocean in his scent.

You nod your head and turn around to prepare his drink, “You boys sure like your whiskey.”you joke turning back. You see his hat has made it to the counter, and he’s even more handsome without it. His hair is longer, curled by the ocean salt, but dark as night.

You place the whiskey down in front of him, making eye contact once again, ‘ocean eyes’ you think, fitting.

“Names James, but I’d like you to call me Bucky ma’am.” He smiles lightly before taking a drink.

You wait and watch, Steve assessing you, as you asses the stranger named James, or Bucky as he would like you to call him. You’re not sure how you feel about this…situation as you’d put it.

“Call me Y/n, I’m not married.” Bucky looks taken aback as he eyes trail to Steve who only shrugs.

“Not common you see a women all by her lonesome runnin' a saloon.” He responds, watching you lean against your back counter. “I commend you Miss Y/n.” Steve places a hand against Bucky's back, signaling you weren't one to be messed with. “I respect a workin’ woman.” He smiles big.

You stare for a second, eyes playing back and forth between the two boys. “How long you two stayin’?” Avoiding the comment.

Steve looks to Bucky who only smiles into his drink, “As long as you’ll have us miss Y/n. We can work around the saloon if you’d like.” Steve responded, seemingly excited again. “We aren’t due for the coast for a bit, and I’m a bang up cook don’t you think?” He looked at you hopeful, hand on your hip as your eyes trained on Wanda and Pietro behind the two men. You could afford a few more people to hang around for help, don’t think the locals would mind if they were working.

“Alright, just as long as ‘ya keep to yourselves and don’t cause any trouble now, I’ll allow you to stay. Free labor for free lodgings, you got that?” You grab at there empty drinks to be refilled.

“Can do miss Y/n!” Steve retorts back.

You place refilled drinks down in front of them, eyes lingering on Bucky, who’s eyes lingered on you.

You could handle this, if you can babysit twins from the east cost, you can babysit two grown cowboys from the west coast.

‘Easy peasy’ you think.

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nat-20s · 3 years

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what’s poppin everyone please have this fun lil writing warmup/short story inspired by me thinking “Dancing in the Moonlight” was definitely 100% about werewolves

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“So, this your first transformation?”

The counselor? Leader? Tour guide? Asked this with a perfectly jovial tone, as if the typical social mores surrounding, ugh, lycanthropy, didn’t apply to her. They didn’t know what exact title to call her, and her name tag just said “Luna”, which, reflecting on it, either was a joke on her part or a reflection of her parents’ sense of humor.

Picking at the scabs from last month, they cringed and replied, “No. Uh. Second.”

Luna lets out a low whistle. “Oof. That sucks. Guessing you got bitten rather than inherited the ol’ wolfman gene?”

“That’s...kind of personal?”

Unlocking the front door of the log cabin that served as King Harvest’s Headquarters, Luna shrugs and says, “Shit, sorry. Forgot the whole weird stigma around your source of the once monthly nightmare, as if it fuckin matters. Also, I know, I know, ass out of you and me. Hey, you got any dietary restrictions? Gluten, peanut allergies, the like?”

Voice flat, they tell her, “I’m vegetarian,” and waits for the obvious response.

As they wander through the cabin towards the kitchen, Luna flipping on the light switches, generic club music starts to filter in. Instead of the obvious response, Luna asks, “You like veggie burgers? Or maybe pasta? I’d offer salad, but that’s really not gonna cut it for tonight.”

“I ate before I came.”

With a snort, she tells them, “Oh yeah? Did you have about 4000 calories?”

“No? Why would I have?”

Sweeping out her arm, she gestures at the food laying out on the counter and tells them, “Then eat up! 4000 is really a minimum for the night if you don’t want to feel like someone physically beat out all of your energy in the morning. 6000 is more the target area, but we got, hmm, about 15 minutes before things get uncomfortable, and half an hour max before things get dire.”

They glance down to the food, and, admittedly, the broccoli alfredo does look pretty appealing. Still, they have to ask, “Is this a cult?”

Luna lets out a bark of a laugh that has nothing to do with her (maybe) being a werewolf. “Okay, first of all, what kind of cult is like ‘fuck yeah, we’re a cult’? Secondly, despite the first thing, I can say that we’re not a cult. I know how “King Harvest: Center for Movement Therapy” sounds, both clinical and vague enough to be suspicious as hell, but I didn’t come up with the title, blame my long deceased dad for that one. Plus, ‘King Harvest: Bitchin’ Wolf Dance House’ probably wouldn’t look good on the grant applications.”

“Grants?”

“Oh yeah. This bad boy’s been publicly funded since its opening in 1972. Hence no membership fees.”

“Is that why animal control is giving out your business card? Are they one of your sponsors?”

“Nah, that’s just Jack. Me ‘n’ him go way back, hell, to his park ranger days. I mean, yeah, I think he’ll campaign for us, but mostly I think he just hates capturing a wolf in the night only to have a naked, trembling human in the morning, and he knows that our program significantly reduces the odds of that happening, at least in this neck of the woods.”

They let out a hum, then glance back down to the food. As appealing as it down look, they’re still about..30% convinced this is an elaborate organ harvesting operation. Or sketchy sex thing.

Apparently sensing their hesitation, Luna says, “You got a favorite chip?”

“Salt and vinegar.”

Grabbing a sealed family sized bag from the overhead cabinets, Luna tosses it to them. “If you come back next full moon, either eat enough in advance or have a real meal here. That being said, excuse the turn of phrase, you should wolf that down. It’s sure as hell better than nothing.”

They catch it, and the bag opens with a puff of air that speaks to a reassuring lack of tampering. As they toss a chip into their mouth, Luna grabs a water bottle from the fridge and places it down next to them. “So? Any questions for me? We’ve still got about ten minutes before we have to go out there.”

Rolling their eyes, they tell her, “No. None at all.”

“Great! Soon as you’re done eating we’ll get you started.”

“I was being sarcastic.”

“Yeah, no shit, smart-ass. Seriously, what are your, we haven’t got much time.”

“I don’t know? The whole..thing? I mean, how is it supposed to..work? Like? At all?”

“You ever see Amok Time?”

“Is that relevant?”

“It’s a yes or no question babe.”

“And if I say no?”

“Then the explanation is going to be a lot more technical and take a lot longer, ultimately to likely make less sense.”

“...I’ve seen it.”

“Great! So, Pon Farr is basically this chemical blood imbalance that results in fuck or die disorder, yeah? But then Spock neither fucks nor dies, and eventually the vulcans get their shit together and find out that an intense fight can serve the same function, and the blood fever chills out. Lycanthropy operates on a similar enough basis for comparison. You’re compelled to act out on energetically heavy base instincts, returning to the ways of the wolf or whatever. Traditionally, that’s done through running and hunting, which has, historically, been a crapshoot at best. Theoretically, sex can also get the job done, but I’m sure you can imagine how that gets extremely dicey extremely quickly. Either restraints or isolation has been implemented for a while, but, c’mon, they’re bandaid solutions, and they’re far from foolproof. Luckily for us all, my grandmother decided to connect back with her ancestors, and there was a handful of stories having huge festivals to deal with ‘moon violence’. She tried it out, and, yeah, dancing works.”

“That sounds…”

They don’t know how that sounds. Made up, mostly.

“Like a bunch of hippie bullshit? Yeah, it kind of is, Grandma Josephine was a huge hippie, but it’s hippie bullshit that works. In fact, let’s go see the others, it almost always makes things clearer.”

Figuring that whatever they’re about to see can’t be worse than their transformation last month. They head through the sliding glass door out the back, the thump of the music suddenly loud enough to be felt in their chest. The sight that awaits them makes them drop their chips and let out a gasp. Barely able to speak, they exhale out, “None of them...they’re not wolves. How..how??”

Indeed, the roughly forty people jumping to the pulse of whatever they’re listening to (some to the in house DJ, some, apparently, to what’s playing over the large headphones they have adorned), resemble the image of a wolfman much more accurately. They bare claws, fangs, elongated snouts, upright ears, and serious amounts of hair, but they’re on two legs, and moving like humans. Some of them are even singing along to the lyrics, which really shouldn’t be possible.

Luna grins, making it obvious that she’s used to this level of shell shocks. “Ultimately, you do have to give into some damn rigorous instincts. But dancing is a human instinct, not a canine one, so you end up, well, humanoid. Pretty nifty, huh?”

“And they all..they all keep their minds? I didn’t...they don’t blackout?”

“Not since we banned alcohol in the 90s! Here, watch this.”

Luna nods her head at the DJ, and the DJ, obligingly, turns down the music for a moment. The members of the crowd not listening to their own music pause, then look towards the door. She cries out, “Hey gang! HOW WE ALL DOIN’ TONIGHT?”, and gets a mix between a howl and “WOO!” cried back. The DJ then turns the music back up, and the general movement of the crowd resumes.

They should be more skeptical. They want to be more skeptical, they were just minutes before, but it’s hard to disagree with something right in front of you. “This will work for me? I just..have to dance?”

“Well, it’s not guaranteed. Few things are. But we have yet to have someone turn violent on us. If you start to fell yourself slipping from consciousness, though, I do ask that you start heading further into the woods, as to not hurt other guest. If you find yourself just getting tired, there’s beds inside, and a fair amount of pillows around the edge of the quote unquote dance floor, if you end up in more of a nesting mood. Also, I recommend taking off your shoes before you start.”

“What? Why?”

Luna gives a pointed glance at the dancers’ feet, which, ah. They’re about twice as large as normal and at least twice as sharp. The converse on their feet would be no match. “Ah.”

“Ready?”

They shove off their shoes and place the remainder of their chips aside. “As I’ll ever be.”

Good thing, too, as they’re starting to feel an uncomfortable pressure in their chest that was the prelude to disaster last month.

Luna strides to the center of the dance floor, which is really a plush lawn surrounded by forest. The crowd naturally moves around her, and she yells out, “Aiyana! Play my song!”

Aiyana gives a nod, and the opening notes of “Dancing in the Moonlight” start to sound out. “Seriously?”

Luna shrugs, grinning like a fool, and says, “It’s a classic!”

“It’s cliché at best.”

Luna shrugs, and then begins dancing. She’s hardly elegant, but she is dazzlingly joyful in her uncoordinated movements. As the song reaches the first chorus, she gives a twirl, and in the split second it takes, she’s transformed. They blink in shock, not knowing you could transform that seamlessly, that quickly, that painlessly. Luna in half wolf form is just as expressive as the human Luna, and she gives a nod over her shoulder as if to say Come on.

Feeling somewhat foolish, they start to bop their head to the tune. Luna lets out a huff and grabs their hands, spinning them around and forcing them to get moving. At first, it’s them indulging Luna, but as they let themselves get lost in rhythm, they feel a stretching sensation in their face and limbs. It’s not unpleasant, more like when you wake up and work out the tension in your spine. They open their eyes and look down at their hands, now covered in fur in and made for slashing. It didn’t hurt. It didn’t hurt, and they’re still themselves, and they had no idea that full moons could be like this, maybe for the rest of their lives.

They turn their head to the night sky, and their body can’t help but continue to dance. Despite all their fear, all their dread, “movement therapy” worked, and they can admit, at least to themselves, that they feel warm and bright.

#my writing #nats journey into writing short stories based on 70s songs continues lmao

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myherowritings · 4 years

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All That Ass

— One night at the gym, you see a handsome guy with so much ass, you take a picture on the sly and send it to your number neighbor, Bakugou, to freak out over. But what you don’t expect is for him to reply with a picture of you from the same gym.

pairing: bakugou katsuki x f!reader word count: 1,876 genre: number neighbor au!!, fluff

a/n: this is a bonus “what if” scenario based on these asks i received about baku and y/n meeting at the gym while he’s doing leg/butt day LOLOL,, just to be clear, this isn’t a canon part of the nn-verse! it’s just a hypothetical oneshot answering the question “what if they had met this way” AND I THINK IT’S SUPER CUTE!! i hope you enjoy and pls lmk what you think !! xx

“So… Does anyone want to go to the gym with me?” you asked cheerfully, sending a pointed look Shinsou’s way.

You knew Midoriya had already gone this morning (though, if you asked, there was no doubt in your mind he would go again), and Todoroki had just come back from swimming laps at the pool, so your roommate, Shinsou, was your best bet.

Too bad said roommate would rather stay home and play outdated games than workout with you.

When he didn’t reply for a solid five minutes, you poked him on the bicep-- How he actually had muscles considering how lazy he was would undoubtedly remain the world’s biggest mystery.

“Hello? Earth to Shinsou?”

He slowly tore his gaze away from the television, looking up at you from his seat on the couch. “Did you say something?”

Giving him your best smile while fluttering your lashes, you sang, “Does the best roomie in the world want to go to the gym with me?”

“No.” Shinsou hardly blinked.

Your mouth formed a small ‘o’. “Wha--? That’s it? You’re not even going to give an excuse?”

“Nope. Just go by yourself,” he dismissed. “You always talk about how you’re a ‘strong, independent woman’, correct?”

You scratched the back of your neck-- A habit you picked up from him over the years. “Well, yes…”

“And strong, independent women should be able to go to the gym by themselves, right?

The only way you could respond was with an incredulous nod.

“Glad we could agree,” said Shinsou with a wry smile. “Have fun at the gym, then!”

“I… Thank you…?”

And with a slightly confused expression you grabbed your keys and duffle bag and walked out of the door to the recreation center near your apartment, vaguely hearing Shinsou chuckling in the background.

It wasn't until you felt the chilling breeze of the outdoors that you snapped out of your trance.

“Dammit,” you muttered under your breath. How was he always so persuasive? Sure, at times you could be the slightest bit gullible, but regardless, his skills were almost inhuman.

You huffed, shaking your head as you entered the reception area of the gym. After showing the workers your membership and brushing your hair out of your face, you headed upstairs to do some cardio.

“Excuse me, are you done with the StairMaster?” you asked the blond-haired guy wiping down the only open machine.

A bead of sweat trailed down the side of his face to his neck and you had to avert your gaze before he could catch you gawking.

“Just finished,” he said, his voice a gruff timbre that was surprisingly pleasant to the ear. He finished wiping down the handles and nodded your way. “Go for it.”

You beamed, setting your water bottle and phone on the machine to get situated. “Thank you so much!”

He huffed. “Yeah, whatever.”

That wasn’t exactly a warm ‘you’re welcome’, but you shrugged it off with a small smile, stepping on the stairs and starting a light warmup.

You placed your earphones in and played some music to set the mood, ready to work up a sweat. Cardio was a pain, but it was worth it if it meant having a nice butt. (As well as making your heart stronger and increasing your lung capacity, you supposed, but those were mere seconds to the booty gains.)

As you upped the speed and got into the swing of things, you felt your eyes wandering around the room to your favorite part of the gym-- The squat and deadlift area. You noticed a handful of people were littered among the equipment and after your short inspection, you hummed to yourself.

Yup, things were definitely looking good there.

Absentmindedly, you saw your screen light up out of the corner of your eye and you unlocked your phone, briefly checking your messages. Or rather, checking for a certain message from a certain someone.

Still no reply? you sighed, placing your phone back on the StairMaster and trying to distract yourself by looking back at the students doing some leg exercises.

Almost instantaneously, your eyes were drawn to the blond who was using the cardio stairs just before you came.

StairMaster plus squatting what was easily 75 kilograms within ten minutes? You had to stop yourself from practically swooning on the spot. That was some serious gluteal strength he must’ve had.

He was finishing up his current rep of back squats, cheeks flushed pink and hair sticking to the sides of his face with sweat. Not only did he look unfairly handsome, but he had a hot body as well.

His arms were toned with a nice amount of muscles on his biceps and triceps--oh, goodness, his triceps were really something else--and he had impeccable posture as he squatted. (Not that his posture was the first thing you noticed about his squat, of course.)

You were staring so intently at this beautiful specimen of a man that he himself noticed, pausing briefly to try to find the source of the laser beams he felt on his behind. Before he could catch you gawking, however, you tore your gaze away and grabbed your phone, trying to pretend you were on it this whole time.

When he looked away, you sighed in relief, opening your camera app and peering at him through the screen.

You weren’t sure why, but you had a gut feeling your number neighbor, Bakugou, would’ve loved to share this beautiful sight with you. He seemed to be having a bad day and you figured a nice booty would be just the thing to cheer him up. So, really, you only wanted to take a picture of the hot gym guy out of the kindness of your own heart.

After snapping the photo, you sent a quick series of texts freaking out to your ‘bakubestie’ along with an attachment of the image of the blond guy’s backside.

Y/N: *Attachment: 1 Image*

Y/N: HDJSJDJD IK I’M LIKE QUADRUPLE TEXTING RN AND I’M SORRY (but rly what’s new)

Y/N: BUT I THOUGHT YOU WOULD APPRECIATE THIS PIC IDK WHY DON’T QUESTION MY IMPULSES OK

Y/N: i’m at the gym and this hot (albeit a lil bit of a grumpy grump :/) guy is here and woW

Y/N: like i’m just trying to work out in peace but his ass is all “hi there ( )( ) how are you ( )( )” AND I FEEL SO ATTACKED,, how is one person allowed to have all that ass? save some for the rest of us pls bro

After getting a good percentage of your thoughts and thirst out, you let out a sigh of liberation, upping the intensity of the StairMaster to further get your jitters out.

As you continued scrolling through your phone to check for texts from your roommates, you heard a bark of incredulous laughter from the other side of the room. You distractedly looked up, but after seeing nothing out of the ordinary other than the hot guy grinning at his phone, you shrugged and placed your cell down to get back to your workout.

The intense climbing only lasted for about three minutes before you got a text message from Bakugou (which you knew only because his text tone was ‘It’s so fluffy!’ from Despicable Me while everyone else’s was the default chime). A bright smile made its way to your face as you lowered the speed once again, taking a drink from your water bottle to cool down before eagerly glancing at your screen.

bakubestie: *Attachment: 1 Image*

Curiously, you took a look at the picture Bakugou sent. It was one of someone in the gym that looked quite similar to the one you were in, wearing the same workout clothes you were currently wearing… In fact, it looked like the photo was taken just now from inside the room, right next to the squatting area…

bakubestie: Too much ass, huh? I could say the same about you

You blinked, taking a few moments to process just what exactly was happening before you yelped in surprise. “What the--?!”

Your face fumed, head snapping up from your phone so fast you lost your balance and tripped on the incoming stair of the machine. Losing footing, you barely had time to let out a brief, “Oh, shit!” before falling down the StairMaster and onto your butt on the hard floor.

“Ouchie…”

There was a moment of silence before a booming laughter was heard from the opposite side of the room, and a mixture of dread and excitement filled your stomach.

Dread because if your suspicions were correct, the guy from the gym you were thirsting over to your number neighbor was your number neighbor. And excitement because--hello--you were finally going to meet your number neighbor! (That was, of course, if he didn’t run out of the gym at the very moment.) You were so excited that you couldn’t even dwell on the utter embarrassment any normal person would probably be feeling.

The scuffling of footsteps moved closer as you rubbed the side of your hip that landed on the ground.

“Tch,” you heard from above you. You looked up to see an amused expression on the blond gym guy’s face as he extended a hand out to you and checked for any injuries. “You really are a dumbass.”

Your heart skipped a beat at his all too familiar tone, and you winked cheekily at him while accepting his hand and standing upright. “And you really have a nice ass.”

Bakugou rolled his eyes as he fought off the blush on his face, your compliment catching him off guard. “Okay, well-- Now I know for sure it is you.”

With an excited grin, you jumped up and down on the balls of your feet. You were filled with nerves and butterflies and you wanted nothing more than to tackle your number neighbor into the biggest hug you could muster.

“You are okay though, right?” he asked, the smallest hint of worry in his features.

The little crinkle between his brows was so adorable that you just couldn’t help yourself. Your grin widened even more and your face began to hurt from smiling so much. You were certain you looked like a fool, but you didn’t care.

Before you could second guess yourself, you stood on your tiptoes and threw your arms around his neck to tackle him into a proper bear hug. Bakugou was still a bit sweaty and warm from working out--and you most definitely you weren’t looking any better yourself--but that didn’t change the fact that he felt cozy and safe and smelled faintly like your favorite caramel treat at the candy store.

“Yes. I’m better than okay,” you murmured into his shoulder. “It’s nice to meet you, bestie.”

Bakugou froze in shock before letting out a breathy chuckle, slowly wrapping his arms around your waist as you shifted so your head rested against his chest. His hand lingered on the small of your back as he peer down at you with what looked like a smile of his own and you wished you could capture that moment in a frame and relive it forever.

“It’s nice to meet you too, Y/N.”

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curiosity-killed · 3 years

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bitter fruit & thorns

Attempting to restart my daily writing habit by doing lil angsty warmups

Words: 1102 Warnings: Violence, implied torture Fun fact of the fic: The branches are Chinese quince (which is kind of a stupid name given multiple varieties of quince grow in China but w/e) which have v pretty flowers

If he squinted or leaned his head back a little, it almost looked like flowers beneath his feet. Ragged-edged and clumped together, they patterned the wood in flecks of red like wildflowers bursting into life from the splintering old floorboards, and Xie Lian couldn’t help a small smile at the thought. It had been months since he last saw flowers, winter frost creeping over all the fragile stems and snapping them off at the head. Really, this little hut was the warmest he’s been in weeks.

The door creaked, scraping across the floor where it sagged on its hinges, and footsteps thudded against the floor. Blinking a little to clear his vision, Xie Lian pulled his gaze from the flowers blooming in his own blood and fixed a polite smile on his lips. “Hello,” he said. The three men huddled close together as they approached, two of them lagging a step behind the first. If Xie Lian put his mind to it, he could probably break the ropes tying him in place and only have to take out the leader before the other two crumpled. They kept looking to the first man with wary little looks, as if afraid to even take a step with the wrong foot. The leader, on the other hand, paused directly before Xie Lian. His expression was completely blank as he tilted his head, gaze dropping slowly down Xie Lian’s face as if to catalogue the bruises and cuts across his face. “I’m sorry, I don’t have much to offer you,” Xie Lian started. A hand snapped out, knuckles colliding with the open cut across his cheek. Blood sprayed from his lips, joining the other red petals painting the floor. “I know who you are, Taizi Dianxia,” the man sneered. His apathy pulled back to reveal a cruel snarl, and Xie Lian swallowed before recomposing himself. Behind them, one of the men rubbed his fingers against his palm as if to chafe away the cold, and the other hunkered a little more into his cloak. It was chilly in here, if Xie Lian thought about it. Warmer than any snowbank or frozen alley, but their breath condensed into white fog when they exhaled. “Did you think we picked up some beggar just for fun?” the leader asked. Drawing in a careful breath, Xie Lian tried to keep his voice even and soothing. “This one apologizes,” he said. “I am no longer a prince or god. There are some buns in my bag and a—” “Shut up about your fucking buns,” one of the men behind the leader snapped. “We don’t want your shitty old food.” Xie Lian closed his mouth slowly, gaze flickering between the three of them. Although their clothes were worn and clearly a bit old, they didn’t seem so down on their luck as some. Certainly not so much so that they’d try to steal from a trash collector, a banished god with nothing to offer. Behind his back, his hands tightened and shifted in the rope tying them. They’d been cleverer than some, tying his hands separately and winding the rope around his waist so he could hardly move them. “You know, my mother said that our family was one of the wealthiest in Xianle before it fell,” the leader said, lifting his chin. “She was one of the greatest beauties, had a chance at being a concubine to the crown prince.” Even when he was only a spoiled child, Xie Lian didn’t have much of a memory for all the women paraded before him as potential concubines. His mother had handled most of it while he daydreamed of sword fights and grand adventures. Now, those faces were a blur, ground under the heel of the decades as they passed. “But you didn’t think she was good enough,” the leader said, leaning close to Xie Lian’s face. “Not for the Prince Who Pleased the Gods. So my mother was forced to take her chances in the war and plague, and she had to settle for a man who was willing to marry her with no dowry or family or anything to her name.” Xie Lian’s stomach twisted like he’d eaten poison, clenching up and making his throat grow tight. He swallowed, but it didn’t ease the knot working its way up his throat. “My mother died before she had a chance to grow old,” the man hissed, low, “and then today, what do I see? The same little prince who thought himself so much better than her, just as fresh-faced as any white lotus. Aren’t you just so lucky, Dianxia?” Over the years, Xie Lian had grown to hate that title, but a particularly bitter breed of shame crawled out of his stomach and burrowed into his chest now. How many times over the years had he pitied himself, wept or railed against his own misfortune? Always so selfish, so pathetic. He didn’t carry the scars of the human face disease because he was already a murderer, a killer not just of enemy soldiers on the battlefield but of every single citizen of Xianle, of every believer he’d ever had up to the very last one. “You,” the leader said, turning back over his shoulder toward the men behind him. It wouldn’t have been so hard to use the temporary distraction as an opportunity. The ropes were taut, but Xie Lian could still move enough to crack their skulls together and disorient the leader. He held still and waited. “Come here, hold his mouth open.” Xie Lian blinked, frowning slightly at the instruction. Poison was an arduous experience, but it didn’t provide much visual interest. At most, he’d writhe and throw up on himself. Perhaps that would be enough to satisfy them...? It seemed unlikely. One of the men moved around the leader to stand behind Xie Lian. He dug his hand into Xie Lian’s cheeks, prying open his jaw, and used the other to hold his head still. The third man stepped forward, and in his hands was not a vial or a blade but a bundle of branches. Snow still dusted their small leaves, frost curling delicately over scarlet blooms and slender thorns. “For the Flower-Crowned Martial God,” the one holding the branches said, sketching a mocking bow. The man behind Xie Lian held his jaw still, fingertips biting into the meat of the joint, as Xie Lian tried to pull away. At his feeble struggle, the leader smiled coolly and reached for the first of the thorny branches. “You understand,” he said, “it’s only my duty as a filial son.”

#my writing #tgcf #xie lian #angst #whump #i guess #i may someday be persuaded to like #put these on ao3 #but that's a lot of effort to tag for a y'know #1k fic i wrote in one shot and don't have strong feelings abt #curio minitober prompts

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not-a-healthy-human · 3 years

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So, today is my dear Birb's birthday and I have a lil gift for you!!! I wuv you birbie!!! Here some aramour Content!!!

Catalina de Aragón was calmed and collected. She was someone you never messed with. She was strong and loyal. Yet... There was something about a certain blonde that brought down her walls. Jane Seymour was not as innocent and oblivious as she made everyone think she was. Lina was definitely down on her knees before Jane's grip on romance, and Jane knew that all too well.

It all began just a few weeks after Cathy and Anne announced their relationship, and she was more than accepting. It seemed that her being ok with the lgbtq+ relationships that burst between her friends was the push Jane needed to flirt with her relentlessly. At first, it was just casual talking, nothing she could pin as flirting. But over time, it kept growing to the point where she was bound to be a blushing mess with each interaction she had with Seymour. Yeah, fun stuff!

They had a double show that day, and she was already a blushing mess. That morning Jane had woken her up with a little peck on her cheek and passed it off as a friend's thing. Then, after they all had breakfast, she offered herself to help her with the dishes. If it was any other day, and Jane wouldn't have been staring at her during the greater part of their breakfast, she wouldn't be weary. The thing is, she was staring at her during most of their breakfast. The next thing the blonde did that day was being extremely touchy-feely with her while doing the dishes. With this, you can picture her leaning to the side while 'accidentally' resting her head over Lina's shoulder to reach a glass or her 'casually' brushing her hand over her own to grab the dish soap. By the time they finished, de Aragón was as red as Anna's costume, and jane was as smug as Anne after winning an argument. -FUN-. When it was time to go, Jane 'coincidentally' sat on her side. Their arms were so close they were brushing against each other, and she didn't recall the moment the blonde rested her head on her shoulder and promptly fell asleep.

When they reached the theater, Lina regretted letting Anne know about her not-so-little crush. "Hey, Lina! Jane seems to be really tired, and we still have a few mins before warmups. Why don't you carry her and leave her on the bean bag you have in your dressing room so she can rest a bit!" Oh yeah, she was gonna murder that gremlin. "Sure." You could sense her bitterness even through her positive answer. Jane was not heavy at all, but somehow Lina was sweating, and her legs were trembling slightly when carrying her. Could it be because of her huge puppy crush on her? Probably. By the time she reached her dressing room, she was about to turn into a crimson sweaty tomato. She was about to rest Jane over the yellow bean bag when she felt Jane's hold on her neck intensify. "Were you gonna leave me here all alone? How impolite of your part, my queen." Jane was never asleep... Jane was never asleep... "I- It's also impolite t-to pretend to be asleep!" Lina debated whether to concentrate on Jane's weight still on her arms or Jane's sweet voice tutting in her ear. "Well, I guess we can make up to each other by sharing your precious bean bag." And, who was Lina to tell Jane off?

By the time Anna told them it was time for warmups, she was willing to bet that those wouldn't be necessary with how warm she felt.

As expected, the warmups not only made Lina blush even more at the tight attire Jane chose that day. By the end, she had to excuse herself before corraling Anne and gushing about how much she loved Jane. Anne, in turn, just listened oddly interested. "Boleyn! What was your plan with getting me to carry Jane!? She was awake!" Anne smiled slily before shrugging. "Y'know, us gays help each other. I was merely giving you a little push toward Aramour becoming canon." She couldn't wait to reveal to Cathy all the times Bolooser tripped on the court. "You can't just go around doing that!" Anne just shrugged one more time before putting on her costume's skirt and leaving the room.

Aragon was trying to put on her top and regretted not doing it before putting on her wig... Why was it so hard to put on?! It was in the middle of her struggling that a certain blonde came in. Of course, she came in while she was topless! "Seems you're struggling a bit. Need a Lil help there, mi Reina (my queen)?" Seriously, why did Jane wake up and decided she wanted Catherine to die of gay?! "Well, I'll gladly help!" Jane's voice was softer than normal, which only made it worse for Lina's heart. Lina somehow managed to survive Jane's hands lingering over her back where the zipper was placed. Now she only needed to survive Jane getting ready while she got her makeup done. The day was going excellent! Yes! Amazing!

The first notes played. They all stepped onto the stage to do their nightly routine. No matter how many times they repeated it, it never got old. Aragon uttered the first 'divorced' with a poise that was hard to imitate. This being the cue for the show to start. What the curly-haired woman failed to notice for the whole show was that the blonde kept sending her sly looks during their little dialogue exchanges. Too concentrated to notice how Jane practically stared at her at any chance she found. It wasn't until megasix came that Lina noticed how much more touchy-feely Jane was. And, as always, this ensued her almost missing some of the lines. She was lucky they barely had solos during that number.

"Catherine?" Jane called softly after they all finally pulled into the parking and got out of Anna's mini-van. Catherine was ready for more teasing, but she didn't expect Jane fucking Seymour to kiss her! Of course, while thinking about it, she forgot to kiss back. "Oh- Oh no! I'm so sorry! I didn't-" Lina finally got some guts to launch herself and kiss Jane. She could feel sparks going off on her head. Jane's lips were so soft! When they pulled back, Lina was a red mess, and Jane was grinning brightly. "I- So You like me?!" Lina asked dumbfounded. "Lina, I've been trying to hint it to you for months!" Jane said breathless, trying not to strangle her fellow queen. "I just wanted to hear you say it." Lina's ears were now as red as her face. "Well, Who am I to deny you this?" Jane subtly took Lina's waist before grabbing the collar of her jumper and pulling her down slightly. "I love you, Catalina de Aragón. I always will." With that, Jane closed the space between them and kissed her one more time.

Happy fricking birthday @songbirdss26 !!!!

#six #catherine of aragon #jane seymour #aramour #anne boleyn #cathy parr #anna of cleves #six the musical #six fanfiction

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your-local-bnha-writer · 4 years

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Hello ur my favorite account😭! Can I request a HC with Tanaka, Noya, Tsuki, & Kageyama where u guys are dating but at a tournament, u run into ur ex boyfriend ( who is a huge douchebag) and is saying a bunch of garbage about u? How would they react? , how would it impact their playing style cause get this- karasuno is playing against ur ex boyfriends team🤭🤭🤭🤭

jealous bfs tanaka, noya, tsukki kags,

hey I’m gonna mash these two requests! I hope you enjoy this was a lot of fun to write!

also favourite account?? me?? 🥺🥺

➣ characters included : tanaka, noya, tsukki, kageyama (separately) x fem!reader

➣ headcannons

➣ warning : a lot of swearing 😳 like there’s a lot, your jerk ex talking crap, scary bfs

ryūnosuke tanaka

- karasuno had made it to the nationals, and right before their game against Tsubakihara, lil ol Tanaka had to use the bathroom

- a horrible decision really, just ask hinata

- he walks in and hears your trash ex talking crap abt you

“Yeah, can you believe it? I saw my ex here, Y/n. I think she’s the manager for her team? Karasuno. Is she really that desperate for attention from other guys?”

- Tanaka is p i s s e d like, no one gets to talk about his precious love without experiencing the wrath from Ryūnosuke Tanaka

- So mans just straight up walks to your ex, “gently” taps him on the shoulder to get his attention, and starts defending your honour

“Y/n? Y/n L/n? The most beautiful, gorgeous, precious girl in the world? That Y/n?”

“Uh, yeah? Who are y—”

“Hi I’m the new boyfriend, and let me just tell you...”

- Tanaka goes oFF he’s not letting this douche bag of an ex get his way, he straight up just goes on a 2 hours speech about how perfect you were

- and how much of a douche your ex was

- Eventually, Hinata finds Tanaka in the bathroom (since his stomach was actin up lol) and goes to alert the other guys + you

- So, the whole gang is here, Daichi and Suga have to drAG Tanaka away from your ex while Noya hypes him up

- You have to calm him down and ask him why the hell he was yelling at someone in the bathroom

“Your ex was talking shit about you, I’m not just gonna let them do that”

- You’re immediately like 🥺🥺 Tanakaaaa you didn’t have to do that omg I love you sm

- When it’s finally time play these guys Tanaka is surprisingly calm, like it’s actually terrifying

- Oh and you bet Tanaka’s going all out he is on fire, he’s landing every spike and you can practically hear the impact on it

- Right after he lands a spike he celebrates with his team and stares directly at your ex who’s shooketh 😳

“Yeah take that! You regret breaking up with Y/n now?”

“Tanaka stOoOoP omg—”

- After Karasuno wins he gives you the most passionate kiss, in front of your ex and you pull away blushing

- Your ex just rolls his eyes and goes to pack up with his team while Tanaka’s looking all smug and Noya’s hyPED

yuu nishinoya

- The boys were getting ready for the match against Johzenji, and were just doing some basic warmups

- You had to help Kyoko and Yachi with something so you weren’t in the gym at the moment

- But your asshole of an ex was talking shit about you, very loudly 😳 and very obnoxiously too

- This mf, instead of practicing and doing fricken warmups, he’s talking crap abt you, and you weren’t even in the vicinity!

- But your boyfriend was, oh and he heard everything, every single word that came out of you ex’s mouth

“Pfft yeah she’s still annoying as ever, not surprised she’s dating the dude that’s 5’2”

- Ohh big mistake bud, not only did you insult his perfect Gf, but his height as well? Like dang pick one or the other dude

- So, Noya can’t take it anymore he’s been holding back bc he’s supposed to be warming up for the game but at this point he just couldn’t

- He straight up runs over to the other side of the gym to knock some sense into the jerk

- Tanaka follows not to stop him (although he is a bit worried 😳) but to hype him up bc that’s his best friend’s gf you don’t get to do that

- Asahi is scared shitless so Ennoshita has to keep the horny tornado in check, while Suga is conflicted

“What the hell did you say? Don’t you dare insult Y/n again! This is why she left your sorry ass! Who are you talk shit about my beautiful girlfriend I’ll fight you right now—”

- Ahem well, as you can see he’s very pissed off and uh he ends up getting scolded by coach Ukai

- except at the very end of him scolding he gives noya a few pointers on how to defend your gf without showing bad sportsmanship

- You witness the whole thing and just go up to Noya to calm him down a little

“Thank you, but you didn’t have to go off like that,”

“Yeah I did, Im not letting that douche talk shit about my crazy hot girlfriend”

- noya stop this isn’t the time 😳🥵

- During the game he is extremely focused and there’s this terrifying aura that’s escaping him

- Like Asahi might actually shit his pants just standing next to him

- Karasuno absolutely destroys Johzenji bc Noya is not letting that ball drop on their side of the court

- After the game, like Tanaka Noya straight up kisses you in front of your ex, leaving you a blushing mess as Noya gives him a smug look

kei tsukishima

- aHEM um, alright get ready folks bc this is a scary one

- So it’s Kagugawa vs Karasuno and Yamaguchi is sort of wandering around with Hinata right before the game probably to try and cool their nerves 💀💀

- When they hear your someone talking abt you

“My ex is here we’re vs her team, I know yeah, she’s probably so annoying”

- Dude Yamaguchi and Hinata have never ran faster in their entire lives, they immediately go to tsukki and it’s just a scream fest

“TSUKKI THERES SOMEONE TALKING ABT Y/N!”

“yeAH!! and he was all like ‘she’s probably so annoying’”

“mHM AND—”

“okay I think I got it, where are they?”

- shits about to go down, when Tsukki gets mad, he doesn’t lose is cool, instead he keeps a level head and strategize on how to completely destroy his opponent

- so Yams and Hinata drag him to where your ex was and point him out, and he’s stILL on the phone

“Mhm, yeah she’s super annoying”

- Oh Tsukki is pissed off, he has this intimidating aura coming from him as he approaches the dude that’s shitting on you

“You’re the ex? Yikes...😬”

- Tsukki will wait for what he has to say and the whole time he just has the biggest smirk on his face, like it’s about to go down

- Yams and Sho are hyped uP but they’re waiting behind the door bc they’re babies and they’re scared

- Mm Tsukki does not hold back, he straight up roasts this dudes ass, mans just releases all the salt that’s stored in him

“Mhm yeah, that’s pretty pathetic”

“Heh lame”

“Wow...I can’t believe she really dated you”

- Yeah that’s not that much salt

- Tanaka find the three of them in the bathroom and as much as he wants Tsukki to keep going, they have to get ready for the game

- During the game, your ex tries to spike and he’s instantly shut down my Tsukki and his 6’3 ass, It’s quite hilarious 😌

- Anyways, Tsukki blocks your ex every single time wiTH A SMIRK, mans is not holding back on this bitch

- He says it’s bc he was predictable

- Later, Karasuno beats Kagugawa and Tsukki hardcore glares at your ex like it’s pretty scary since Tsukki is one to act all sassy rather than mad when he gets irritated

“You don’t talk shit about her, ever”

- SUDHDJD DAMN TSUKKI CHILLL

- You watch all of this happen and you immediately ask your boyfriend if something was wrong bc you’re a tad bit worried

“We just had a disagreement that’s all”

“uHH YEAH RIGHT TSUKKI WENT OFF EARLIER IN THE BATHROOM—”

tobio kageyama

- Um another scary bitch please do not talk trash about his gf when he’s around

- He’s probably filing his nails away from his team bc he needs his peace and quiet and doesn’t wanna get bullied by Hinata and Tsukki

- When he hears a guy talking very loudly to his friend, now usually he’d ignore them or move spots but like this dude is talking abt you

- So, he stays for a bit and listens to what he has to say. Who even is this dude? Why does he know you? Why is talking to loud like please shut the f—

“Pfft yeah my ex is here with her volleyball team, I talked to her earlier and oh my god she’s exactly the same when I first dated her”

- I’m not sure if that’s a roast sorry I’m bad at these

- Oh now Kags is pissed, see he was already a little irked that this jerk was your ex but he was also talking trash abt you? Nahh

- He throws his nail file on the ground and stomps right up to this douche to smack some sense in him

“Yeah she’s hella annoy—”

“Why don’t you shut the fuck up?”

“Who tf—”

- So Kageyama is also unusually “calm” about the whole situation which makes it even more terrifying

- Kageyama will most likely go off and tell this dude that he has no business talking abt his gf like that

- he’ll focus more on dissing the dude and let me tell you this dude’s roasts h u r t

- like his insults are like 90% swear words

“goblin lookin ass”

“long titty no nipple lookin ass”

“get outta here you abominable fuck waffle”

- Imagine this scary ass dude coming up to you, telling you to shut the fuck up, then realizing this is Tobio Kageyama, The King of the Court, the incredible setter that has precise aim, the 2nd half of the freak duo, going off on how you should stfu abt his gf

- oh and you’re facing him on your next game

- and he absolutely obliterates your sorry ass

- his sets are perfect, he blocks every single fuckin spike you make, and when you think he’s going setting to #10 think again bc he will do a setter dump

- basically he’s on fire and tear the other team to shreds it’s kind of scary actually, hinata was sweating buckets when kageyama served since he looked so terrifying at the moment

- after the game, kageyama would want to leave immediately he doesn’t want to see your ex anymore

“You doing okie? Did something happen with you and him before the game?”

“Yep, but it’s nothing don’t worry about it”

- kags you have that creepy smile again stop you’re scaring y/n

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starfleetakaashi · 4 years

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Heyy! I just found your blog and I AM IN LOVEEE 💞 So um,, I’ve got a competition coming up and I was wondering if you can whip up some hcs for Ushijima, Bokuto, Goshiki, and Iwa-chan comforting their s/o before their game? Thank you so so much! Have a good one😘

ANON IM GONNA CRY??? YOU LIKE MY BLOG??? 🥺🥺🥺🥺💞💞💞💞💞🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 GOOD LUCK ON UR COMPETITION U ARE GONNA DO GREAT AND KICK ASS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! also this is my first time writing for goshiki (someone idk that much) so i hope i didnt do him dirty🥺🥺 hope u enjoy this!❤️

putting a read more bc i got a lil excited 😀

ushijima, bokuto, goshiki, and iwa comforting their s/o before their game:

— 𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐣𝐢𝗺𝐚;

this man isnt rlly good with expressing himself so the way he comforts u is kinda odd to ppl on the outside but since u know him u know hes doing his best

since he knows what it feels like to be nervous before a match (despite not showing it) he relates to u very well!!!

the night before ur match the two of u are getting ready for bed and he notices that ur a lil silent and more kept to urself

“are u ok honey?”🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

after a heart attack u respond with “im just nervous for tmr” and hes instantly ON YOU RAWR

not in a dirty way unless..?😛 but he will wrap his arms around u and encage u in silence while u inhale his sexy scent....

“im here if you’d like to rant.” welllll he offered so its time to run ya mouth!!!

u start telling him abt ur worries and hes sitting there with his chin resting on top of ur head and listening intently

honestly could u even find a better man than him bc i strongly believe the answer is a FAT NO

then on the next day when u see him on the stands with a smile on his face, ur worries are gone bc ur number one supporter is here and nothing else matters

— 𝐛𝗼𝐤𝐮𝐭𝗼;

RARARARRARA THIS MAN IS SO HYPED FOR UR MATCH!!!!!!!!

he doesnt rlly get nervous before a match tbh if anything hes so excited to be playing against good people so he cant rlly relate BUT HE TRIES!!!!!!

u two are eating and hes happily stuffing his face with ur good ass cooking but ur like im bored let me eat myself away with thoughts,,,,

he notices ur silence when he looks up and asks if he can have ur plate but u dont answer bc ur looking at ur fingers

“babe????? can i have ur plate??????”

he cant get enough of ur cooking sorry

“um... ya!!” so u give him the plate and he blows u a kiss before stuffing his face again only to notice that YOU WERENT EATING??????? THIS CANT BE YOU HAVE TO EAT U HAVE A MATCH TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!

“WAIT BABE HERE!!!!! EAT!!!!!” he panicks and shoves ur plate back to u and ur just like 😃

“not hungry baby, im thinking abt tmr” u said and he finally calms down, taking ur hand in his and gripping it tight

its to let u know that hes there always

“u will do amazing, baby!!!!” “after all ur the best!!! since ur with me, aka the best, that means ur the best too!!!”

god he is just so precious u tackled his cute ass on the floor and started kissing him like a hungry hyena

the next day he is in the stands with a huge ass poster with the fukurodani vbc yelling out ur name and cheering for u GOD HE IS SO PERFECT I AM GOING TO SCREA

— 𝐠𝗼𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐢;

baby is just sooooo🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

he knows ur good at what u do so he shows off whenever he can

he invites people to ur matches talking bout “my s/o is a beast out there u should come watch btw did i mention theyre my s/o :3” shut him up with a kiss pls.

anyways!!!! its the morning of ur match and ur getting ready and hes sitting on the bed just watching u bc damn he could watch u all day

but he notices a frown on ur face??? THAT IS NOT OKAY FROWNS ARE NOT ALLOWED.

so he gets off the bed and wraps his arms around u and ur already swooning like damn bitch CHILL

“ur nervous arent u?” HOW DID HE KNOW?????????

u turn to him as he grins at u “i just know babe,” and ur like ok is it simp hours😀😀????

he caught u red handed

“its ok to be nervous baby, but you’ll do amazing like you always do. even ushijima-senpai agrees!!!” hes so fucking cute he mentions his idol and ur just like damn how can i be nervous now when he’s just so cute

anywayyyy lets say ur like 5 min late to warmups bc u and him were too busy making out 👁👄👁

— 𝐢𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐮𝗺𝐢;

this man is a PRO when it comes to being nervous before matches since he’s from a powerhouse school its obvious that he has so much pressure on him to do great

aaanddd bc hes always against powerhouse schools as well so he cant help but be a tiny bit nervous even if he tells oikawa to fuck off and claim that hes not

anyway ur team had a before match practice the night before and u decided to stay a little after bc u wanted to get ur mind off things and also heighten ur skills even if it did so just a teeny bit

iwa comes to pick u up and runs into a few of ur teammates and theyre like “oh [name] is at the gym” and hes like thanks before heading to where u r

he keeps himself hidden for like a min or two bc he wanted to keep watching u while u were concentrated bc u were just hot as fuck when u were focused

but thennnnnn he notices that ur kinda overdoing it so he steps in and is like “hi baby”

immediately recognizing his voice ur like baby!!!! i missed u!!!!

u run to him all sweaty but he doesnt care bc u do it all the time when he comes home from his own practices all sweaty and stinky and bc he missed u hella

he wont flat out acknowledge ur nervousness bc he doesnt want to use the wrong words and get u even more nervous so he chose to do the little things and that made u appreciate and fall in love with him even more as if that was even possible but here we are

he massages ur shoulders and gives u a peck on the cheek and lips and even helps u practice bc hes just perfect like that

u almost started crying but u were like let me not give him a heart attack at 9 pm....

anyways the two of u head home holding hands like a cute ass couple and he occasionally squeezes ur hand🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

he kisses u passionately, waving u goodbye when u walked inside ur home, the nervousness for tmr’s match all gone bc of him

and when tomorrow came, the only thing u were worried about was HOW THE HELL WERE U GONNA FOCUS WHEN OIKAWA’S LOUD ASS KEPT SCREAMING FOR UR NAME......

good thing iwa being the best boyfriend that he is smacked oikawa on the back of the head a few times for the sake of ur match and for the sake of his poor insanity

#requested #ushijima x reader #ushijima headcanons #bokuto x reader #bokuto headcannons #goshiki x reader #goshiki headcanons #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi headcanons

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Kotaro Bokuto x F!Reader. Fluffy Word Count ~ 1.6k Happy birthday to @wing-dingding have a great day girl! The chorus of cackles and laughs echoed down Fukurodani hallways as Bokuto, and Y/n ran away from Akaashi.

The chorus of cackles and laughs echoed down Fukurodani hallways as Bokuto, and Y/n ran away from Akaashi.

Another prank successfully completed.

The air horn echoed through the building once again as Akaashi and Komi yelled after them. Akaashi hated the mischievous best friends together; this always happens, the other day, they came over to hang out with him at his house and set his alarm clock in his room, and it went off at four thirty-six in the morning. His toothpaste had Orajel put in making his entire mouth go numb for hours. They were all harmless pranks, week in week out continuously finding new ones, how they had not run out of ideas yet was a mystery to everyone. The pranks they pulled on each other were just as ridiculous, just last week Y/n had superglued Bokuto's locker shut, and he had switched her locker with his volleyball one.

They had been best friends forever, their mums were best friends, and these two had been together since they were in nappies all the way to high school, they never left one another's side. "BOKUTO! L/N!" The voice rang through the building, instantly the pair tensed up, turning around to spot the coach.

"Oh, hey, Coach!" Bokuto said, pretending that nothing was happening. The pair stood with their hands linked behind their backs rocking back and forth on the balls of their feet, making you think that these two weren't in their third year of high school or either was the respected captain or the manager of the volleyball team.

"You need to stop with the pranks!" The pair bit back a grin crossing their fingers before nodding. Coach knew though he damn well knew that nothing was going to change, they had been like that since their first year, no matter how many times they get told off or in trouble they will never stop, and he wouldn’t be kicking either from the team seeing as Y/n helped stop the emo modes and she was very good at her job as manager.

Y/n batted the finger poking shoulder away, as she rolled over pulling her duvet closer, "psst!" Her eyes squeezing tighter, swearing this was all in her dream, “Y/n, wake up” she felt her shoulder being shocked, groaning rubbing her eyes as they opened to be met by a pair of golden ones she knew all too well.

"Kou?!" She groaned sitting up, she grabbed her phone, seeing it was three AM on this autumn's Saturday morning.

"Come on! Maccies run!" He cheered quietly, his hand wrapping around her wrist tugging her gently out of the bed. This wasn't the first time he had snuck into her room at some ungodly hour. She left her window ajar for this reason. Her own eyes lit up at the word food, suddenly very awake, allowing him to tug her out of bed, her feet met her soft fluffy rug "let me put some clothes on." Tugging at her short tweedy pie baby pink cotton pyjama trousers and bralette, feeling slightly self-conscious in front of him.

"No need, here." He said, slyly playing off how hot she looked in her pyjamas as grabbed one of his many hoodies she had stolen from him from her desk chair. "We're only getting drive-through."

The pair snuck down the stairs as Y/n grabbed her keys and wallet from by the front door and they jumped into Bokuto's car and headed for the nearest Maccies drive thru. They pair just laughing at stupid jokes, singing along to the radio and generally just enjoying one another's company. Finally arriving the pair order their food before driving to their favourite place on top of a hill where they sit looking over their town lit up with t. Taking a seat on the bonnet of the car, they munched down their food. Bokuto was always impressed by the way she demolished twenty chicken nuggets and a double cheeseburger with a large chocolate milkshake.

The pair sat there watching the stars and enjoying the view, Y/n leaned against Bokuto's shoulder as he wrapped an arm around her shoulder, "I love when we do stuff like this Kou."

"Me too lil bird, me too." Both praying that neither of them could feel the way goosebumps erupted over their skin as they touched or the way their heart raced.

They sat in silence, just enjoying being in each other's presence, but Y/n knew there was something on Bokuto’s mind by the way his eyebrows and he kept fidgeting in place as they watched the sky turn from dark to light, the rosy golden colours painted the skyline.

“You okay Kou?” She questioned gently, making the boy jump, he blinked a couple of times bringing himself out of his thoughts and turned to face her, a small smile spread over his lips. “I was just thinking.”

“Don’t push yourself too hard, you'll hurt yourself.” The h/c girl teased him. Causing the boy to chuckle slightly, shaking his head and nudging her with his shoulder gently. “Just wondering whether I should tell the girl I like how I feel or not.”

Y/n felt her heart tighten, he liked someone. “Of course, you should! Why wouldn't you.” She tried her best to sound enthusiastic and happy for him.

Y/n watched as he shrugged, before replying, “Well I don’t want it to ruin our friendship if she doesn’t feel the same way, she is too much of a good friend.”

Y/n racked her brain trying to work out who it could be, other than her, it could be the other two managers of the volleyball club. “Anyone would be lucky to be with you Kou, you should tell them.”

“If we get to nationals then I’ll tell them.” He nodded to himself with a smile, finally deciding. “So next week.” The girl next to him smirked. His smile dropped realising it would be next week, that was barely enough time to work out what he was going to say. He was going to need Akaashi’s help.

"Kou, whatever happens, I will always be here for you. Birds of a feather flock together as the saying goes and my oath to you is that I will always be by your side no matter what. Okay?"

"Okay" He smiled, resting his head on hers, "Same goes to you, you will always have a home with me."

The week flew by quickly, the inter high tournament arrived in a blur, Akaashi helped Bokuto plan out how he was going to tell and even roped the rest of the team and the other managers in. The day of the final rolled around, warmups ended, and the two girls walked away, leaving the h/c confused, “where are you going, isn't it Yuki’s day on the bench?” The two smiled and shook their heads at her.

“Yea but you are Bokuto's best friend, he’s going to need you here and it’s the last time he is going to play in the high school inter high.” They smiled at the girl before leaving the court and heading up to the stands to watch the match from the stands.

It was a good match, Bokuto emo mode only happened once during the second set and it didn’t take him long to snap out of it, Y/n eyes were trained on her best friend, fuck, he looked hot in his in his volleyball short and those knee pads, Y/n was having to remind herself not to drool at the sight. Of course, Fukurodani won and they would be moving on to nationals. The stands filled with the cheers from their schoolmates. Y/n jumped up from the bench running over to the team, “Kou!” She called out to him. He turns in Y/n direction, his golden orbs filled with excitement as he opens his arms in time to catch her jumping into them, Y/n wrapping around her his broad muscular shoulders, not caring that he was all sweaty from the match and her legs around his waist. Bokuto’s arms weaved around her waist as Bokuto his face buried into her neck inhaling her sweet floral scent as he spun them around, her happy infection giggles floated his ears making him grin.

“Y/n?” He questioned, slowly coming to a stop, he kept his arms securely around her waist not allowing her to touch solid ground not until he had told her, he needed her full attention he needed her to hear this. Tilting her head to the side she watched those golden orbs flicker with hesitation and confidence in them as well. Y/n own gaze held a questioning look as she watched him fight the inner turmoil inside of him, her arms now loosely draped over his shoulders, golden orbs fluttering shut inhaling deeply through his nose. His eyes flickered open meeting hers once again, holding a serious look. “I love you, like I’m in love with you.”

Her eyes widened, as the words filled her eyes, slowly realised what he had said, “For real?” Worry filled his face as he slowly dubiously nodded his head, yes. A shy smile spread over lips as her eyes lit up, cupping his cheeks, Y/n leaned down gently placing her lips against his, enjoying the nervous and timid yet so pure and loving first kiss they shared, before pulling away, “I’m in love with you too.” looking him dead in the eyes, love and adoration swirled in her e/c orbs.

“Finally!” Komi cheers filled the air, shocking the pair as they turned to the sound of his voice realising everyone was watching them, forgetting they were still standing in the middle of the court. Y/n face was buried in Bokuto's neck within seconds trying to conceal the blush that erupted over her face, while Bokuto stood there proudly with his girl in his arms. Akaashi gave him a rare smile and thumbs up, he had got the girl he always wanted.

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