Them Reacting To You Being Sick

Luke Hillestad | Moth and Datura, 2023 | oil on hemp, 36 x 28 cm

@lukehillestad

Learning to Love - A Kyotani SMAU

Saffron’s Masterlist

Started: December 31, 2020

Last Updated: January 11, 2021

Pairing: Female! Reader x Kyotani Kentaro

Warnings: There’s to be fluff, a lot of fluff, suggestive content, cursing.

Status: Finished

Introduction:

The Boba Buddies; Kyotani’s Pack

Chapter 1: The Meeting

I. You’d think she’d know

II. Different

III. Convenience Store Boy (W.C)

IV. Lose my number (W.C)

V. My Eyes! (W.C)

VI. Poor Tadashi

Chapter 2: Getting Closer

VII. They Found Me (W.C)

VIII. Warm Jackets (W.C)

IX. Keep it. (W.C)

X. Feelings

XI. Nosebleeds

XII. Reverse Harem Vibes (W.C)

XIII. Tokyo

XIV. Returning to Miyagi (W.C)

XV. Jealousy

Chapter 3: Questions and Answers

XVI. Self Love O’Clock

XVII. Late Night Texts

XVIII. The Game (W.C)

XIX. Sleepover in Tokyo (W.C)

XX. Sleepover in Tokyo (Pt. 2) (W.C)

XXI. Questions and Confessions (W.C)

Chapter 4: Preliminaries and Finales

XXII. Training Too Hard

XXIII. TL & C (W.C)

XXIV. The Game (Pt. 2) (W.C)

XXV. A Year Later (W.C)

XXVI. Epilogue (W.C)

Holiday Bonus

Valentine’s Day

Taglist:

@galagcica @halesandy @f1bbe3 @voidednightmares @softiebadbitch @strawberrymarshallow @whyamihere-bro @pelicanpizza @chaeringpop @satoriluver @setterspirit @moonlightaangel @starryleafy @morpheus-rex @kodzuklutz @tazzi-baby @prettyinblack231 @trashy-simp @kookie-doughs @kac-chowsballs

watching doctor who for the first time in like… 2 months

- ˏˋ newborn romance ˊˎ -

masterlist

synopsis —> growing up, l/n y/n always loved to clean, finding comfort in the process and a sense of accomplishment with the results. because of this, she decides to pursue a job as a cleaner. leading her to a man “wary” of germs, sakusa kiyoomi.

pairing: sakusa kiyoomi x fem!reader warnings: slight nsfw jokes, foul language status: completed

disclaimer —> i do not own any of the haikyuu characters or art used in this social media au.

taglist: closed

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y/n’s squad | sakusa’s squad

☆ chapter one

☆ chapter two

☆ chapter three

☆ chapter four

☆ chapter five

☆ chapter six

☆ chapter seven

☆ chapter eight

☆ chapter nine

☆ chapter ten

☆ chapter eleven

☆ chapter twelve

☆ chapter thirteen

☆ chapter fourteen

☆ chapter fifteen

☆ chapter sixteen

☆ chapter seventeen

☆ chapter eighteen

☆ chapter nineteen

☆ chapter twenty

☆ chapter twenty one

☆ chapter twenty two

☆ chapter twenty three

☆ chapter twenty four

☆ chapter twenty five

☆ chapter twenty six

☆ chapter twenty seven

☆ chapter twenty eight

☆ chapter twenty nine

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a/n: the title sucks and that’s because i can’t make up titles for shit, im so sorry :<

art credits: @soojaeng_ on twitter, @kwonrugger on twitter, @aikk00 on tumblr

Jokes On You! - A Tendō Satori SMAU

Saffron’s Masterlist

Pairing: Gender Neutral! Youtuber! Reader x Youtuber! Tendō Satori

Started: January 23, 2021

Last Updated: February 14, 2021

Status: Completed

Warnings: Strong Language, Reader has depression and an eating disorder, suggestive humor, Kenma has an eating disorder, Reader has an abusive ex-boyfriend, Depictions/Mentions of violence and injuries

Description: Tendō Satori is a popular Youtuber, going between gaming and showing off his talents as a chocolatier. He and some of his closest friends haven’t ever really strayed from their group. Until a lovely person, L/N Y/N rises in popularity, as well. After a while of thirsting after the other Youtuber, Tendō find their account. And he’s very interested on their thoughts about the former volleyball player’s hands.

A/N: I am such a SUCKER for Youtuber! AUs, not even going to lie about it! Plus Tendō just 🥺 Anyways! Taglist is always open! Don’t be a stranger 💕 Y’all gave me a serious confidence boost in my writing, with your love from the last SMAU. Y’all are too good to me. 🥺

Learning to Love! Playlist

Cult Things

Lovable Himbos R Us • Satori’s Cult 😈

They Said What?

1. Children.

2. The Live

3. Alien Bodysnatcher

4. Brownies (W.C)

5. Setting Up

6. Among Us Friendships

Among Us Friendships: Bonus Chapter (W.C)

Projects

7. Sad Hoodie

8. Off the Grid

Off the Grid: Bonus Chapter

9. Exes (W.C)

Exes: Flashbacks — Bonus Chapter (W.C)

10. Hospitals — (W.C)

11. And Explanations (W.C)

12. Project Y/NTendō

Jokes

13. Insomniac

Insomniac: Worries — Bonus Chapter

14. Stuffed Animals

Stuffed Animals: Proud — Bonus Chapter (W.C)

15. Onesies! (W.C)

16. Oh, So We Fancy-Fancy

17. Having Dinner (W.C)

Having Dinner: Good Job — Bonus Chapter (W.C)

18. Scavenger Hunt (W.C)

19. Eating Disorders (W.C)

Valentine’s Day

20. Valentine’s Day Mornings (W.C)

Valentine’s Day Mornings: Shoulder Rides — Bonus Chapter (W.C)

21. Accidents Happen

Accidents Happen: Drinks — Bonus Chapter (W.C)

22. Truth or Dare (W.C)

Truth or Dare: The Game — Bonus Chapter (W.C)

Truth or Dare: Secrets — Bonus Chapter (W.C)

23. Kisses (W.C)

24. Recovering

25. Cuddling...

26. ... And Spending the Night

Back Into Routine

27. Fan Service

28. Dating?

29. Dating.

30. Epilogue (W.C)

Taglist: (In bold ones couldn’t be tagged, but I’ll keep trying :))

@kookie-doughs @missalienqueen @kodzuklutz @halesandy @pelicanpizza @pandauniverse @sevenlol @mixed-bag-of-tricks @satoriluver @uniquepickle @geloikawa @babyshoyo @ilauvcoldpizza @ghoulgirlradio @maer-333 @tobi--o @ermahgerd-larry-and-ziam @ashtounding @rogueofbullshit @tendousfingertape5 @rintarawr @a-little-pebbl @420-uwu @tendousshawtybae @himboos

you die in every iteration of the tale. every letter about you is printed in blood.

the reflection in your eyes slowly dims, crimson trailing off your outstretched fingers. you are smiling this time.

since when had this been decided? you don’t know where the path for your inevitable fate started to unfold. you find yourself situated in between the civilians and the threat to their safety.

people around you try to prolong it, burning your draft letters and ushering you home before dusk. they insist you spend the days working the land and nights beside fireplaces.

but nothing can change the shape of your soul. you, self-sacrificial, reach out to wipe the tears of a crying child. you remember what it’s like, to be young and innocent. to have the unyielding belief that the world is, and should be, fair and kind to all.

and you will die, and die, and die.

you do not know your fate, your wide grin casting a light over the overcast sky. you are not fearless, but act in spite of the heavy dread. you do not hesitate, as you push yourself off the cliff along with the enemy soldier.

you are born to die, to leave the marks of your bloodied sword carved into a boulder. to leave the world with red clouding your vision.

I don’t know what writer needs to hear this

but you can write something very plain. 

You don’t have to write some genre-redefining masterpiece. You can write a story about two people very simply falling in love. You can just write a story about a person going to the store. You could, if you were so inclined, just re-write Star Wars but like, make all the names start with M.

Don’t let the fear of not-writing something transcendent stop you from just writing.

redid my theme... gonna take down most posts 2morrow and slowly reupload...

Nice to Meet You! || Meet Cute AU!

♡ synopsis. a fleeting encounter where two souls meet for the first time. whether its a first glance or a first hello, theres definetely spring in the air, even if neither of them realize it yet. for love starts with an encounter and he couldn’‘t be anymore glad that its with you.

♡ genre. fluff ♡ feat. Akaashi & Kuroo ♡  wc. 1784 ♡ note. this is just gonna be a series of meet cute scenarios and I’m planning on making more of these! ps. how does one not get carried away when writing akaashi?

AKAASHI KEIJI

there they are again.

akaashi keji’s eyes have been trained on the same figure coming and leaving the university library for days now. at times he felt as though he was finally losing it. he’s only ever read about this feeling in picturesque novels and sickiningly sweet poetry. never in his life had he thought about those storybook cliches to happen in his mundane life.

but perhaps spring had finally come for him.

he wasn’t quite sure why he was so intrigued, like somesort of pied piper, you had him following your every move, having him wrapped around your finger without a single word. 

akaashi had thought he might want to change that. you were more than a cover to a book, he wanted to read your mind, know your story,  make out what makes you – you. then perhaps he’d have a better understanding to the pining inside his heart. so he finds his feet moving towards your direction without much of a thought, his sorroundings looking hazy as his heart picks up pace with every step. 

“here let me” he called out softly, reaching out for the book you were reaching since earlier, only for you to whip your head abruptly. 

“oh no — you don’t have to!“ 

you made the mistake of stepping back, and before you knew it, a great deal of paperbacks and articles cascaded off the bookshelves. you prepared yourself for the impact but it never came. you open your eyes, only to see akaashi had vigorously propped both his hands beside your head, shielding you from the onslaught of books as if it were a first instinct. he winces at the pain but it was nothing compared to the throbbing in his chest whilst he looked straight into your eyes given the close proximity.    

“akaashi!”

"it’s fine, i’m sorry for insisting too much” he backs away immediately and rubs a hand on the back of his neck. trying to catch his breath, he thought ‘this definetly wasn’t a good conversation starter’. he struggles to keep eye contact, catching a glimpse of the events that happened just moments ago when doing so. the image had him flushing red whilst he tried to sort himself out. 

“no no, its not fine! i could’ve killed you!” you worriedly ask him if he was okay, examining his condition whilst muttering a string of apologies. the attention was definitely not helping him calm down his nerves, yet he couldn’t help but savor the moment, even just for a little while. 

“you know my name” he murmured in daze to which you stare at him as though he said the most ridiculous of things. 

“that hurt didn’t it” you asked, a hint of guilt coating your voice. 

“just a little ache is all” 

“i knew it” you bit your nail in distress, thinking of ways to recover from this sticky situation. this was definitely not how you imagined your first conversation with him to turn out. 

you managed to muster up an idea and gave him a reassuring smile. at that moment, the man swears he gained another lifespan or two. “do you like cake? i know a perfect place, let me make it up to you c’mmon!”

“no its really fine“ he replied, waving his hands to refuse, only to lower it back and bite back his lips, seeing you upset at your own mistake. he sighs and gives in. “well, i wont say no to cake, but there is something else i wanted to ask if you dont mind”

“anything! its the least i could do for causing you trouble” your eyes light up, eager to listen to know what he had in mind, and with that, he cant help but look at you all too fondly. was it possible for someone to look this absolutely breathtaking without much effort?

“then, will you allow me to get to know you more,?” 

he flashes you a sweet smile, which only grew wider, seeing you fumble with your next words as you pick at the loose fabric of your shirt. he wonders where he got the sudden boost in confidence, but the flustered look on your face was definitely worth the effort. it had only been a few minutes since he first spoke with you but he can already tell you’ll keep him on his toes.

“are you sure? there isn’t really anything about me. i bet you dont even know my name yet.“

“(y/n)” he answers wholeheartedly, catching you off guard as he stares at you thoughtfully “your name’s (y/n)”

you pursed your lips together and slowly nodded your head. summoning all the courage you had, you took his hand and proceeded to drag the bespectacled male outside the campus library, the muscles of his cheeks growing soar from smiling whilst you try to hide your own. 

he was in trouble and he knew it.

KUROO TETSUROU

kuroo tetsurou runs through the busy streets muttering every curse word there is to exist, with kenma nagging at him on the other end of the phone. it wasn’t everyday that he was late, however, he just so happened to be late on the very day he had a very important job interview.

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Note: got my hair done, had to self project lmao and then it got really long and sappy

[text logs of Y/N and Sunarin]:

You: so it’s almost the new semester

Suna: oh is it really?

You: 🙄💀 shut up

You: you know what I mean

Suna: is it time?

You: it’s time

“It’s time,” you’d said. Time for your pre-semester makeover. For reasons Suna has never pretended to understand, you insist on being the hottest person in the lecture hall, semester after semester - at least for the first week before you default to barely brushed hair and wearing his clothes every day.

It’s always something different, depending on your mood and budget. One year it was just your nails. Most years, it’s a haircut of some sort. One year, it was a few new outfits that made him forget how to breathe.

It’s time - and you refused to tell Rin what your makeover would be this semester. Until…

He hears his door open. It’s you, with his spare key, shouting, “Rin!” as soon as you shut and lock the door behind you. “Come look!”

He doesn’t need to be told twice.

With all the athleticism of a two year old, he sprints through the house on socked feet, slipping on his tiled floor and almost busting his head open in his rush to see his pretty girl. He’s been fantasizing about previous versions of you all day; poor guy is about to die because every version of you is the prettiest woman he’s ever seen. Every time.

There you are now, hair cut short, highlighted in bold colors. He remembers days gone by when you didn’t have confidence for any of this, hiding behind curtains of undyed, barely styled hair, but now you beam at him like you own the world. And you do. His world.

The sight of you stops him in his tracks. “Fuck,” he whispers. “Fuck me. Baby, I’m going to have to learn boxing or something.” He scans all around your face, moving his head around to observe the way the color changes under the light.

Tipping your head, you tease, “Why’s that? Volleyball not enough of a workout for you?”

“Every year, you get prettier, and I have to fight off more suitors. Damn, you’re gorgeous.” He finally comes close enough to touch you, to drag his fingers through your hair. He kisses the top of your head, then your forehead, then…

You whisper, “You tease,” when he lingers millimeters from your lips. Hooking two fingers into his belt loops, you tug him forward. he stumbles a bit, straightens up away from your face, though the rest of him is closer than before. “Thank you.”

“…For?” He raises his eyebrows.

With a shrug, you respond. “For being you. For convincing me I’m pretty enough for… all this. And for loving my personality too. You know… You remember how I was when we started dating, and I only grew this much because you convinced me it was okay. Convinced me that I had to before you left me behind.”

“I would never leave you behind.” Rin sounds scandalized but the very thought.

“I know that now. But once I started looking for ways to be better for you, I found ways to be better for me too.”

There are no words to his response. Just soft, emotion-filled eyes and his hands creeping into the back pocket of your jeans. “Thank you. For looking this hot and still coming back to me every time.”

It’s not romantic, objectively speaking. But there’s a lot he’s said there without saying it. It’s in his tone, his stance, his eyes. It’s in every fiber of his being that doesn’t need words.

It’s, I love you. I’m proud of you. You can do whatever you want with me because I trust that it will only be good. I never want to lose you.

It’s a language the two of you are still developing, your own unreliable way of saying things without really saying them.

“Shut up, loser. Now get your hands out of my pockets and make me some dinner.”

“Is that any way to speak to your loving boyfriend?”

“It is when I’ve spent the last three hours in the salon. Come on, gimmie food.”

“So demanding.”

“Rin.”

“Yes, darling. Right away, darling.”

“…We can go for ice cream after this.”

“I have ice cream in the freezer.”

“Rin.”

“Yes ma’am, we’re going for ice cream after this. It’s a date. Me and the most beautiful woman in the universe.”