Don’t Know Who To Write For Next So… Poll Time

i don’t know a thing about pokemon but i love these little guys

tags: @lale-txt @inloveinsickness @bakery-anon @bokutoko

starting a tag game because i'm obsessed with this pokemon team planner thing and i need to know all of your dream teams (if no one does this i will actually sob)

here's mine:

(it's okay if you don't know pokemon, there are options to filter out by type/colour/generation and you can just pick out whatever speaks to you)

tags: @stellar-headquarters, @3p1logu3, @kameyyy, @sahrberrii, @mayyhaps, @inloveinsickness, @bakery-anon, @earier, @nectardaddy + anyone who's reading this!

WYR IM BACK🤭 i miss u twin add this new acc to the general tag list PLA

HELLO!! of course of course 🗣️ how are you??

mkay so ive made the blog BUT. now idk what to do!!

like… what should i put for my pinned??

what am i gonna do with the blog!!

well that’s up to you, but you could make it a more personal blog. or a recommendations blog/idea blog (just discussing different ideas you have for fics)!!

or if you want your main to be for oneshots/hcs and then the side to be for longer fics?

HI MY BABY I JUST SAW UR ASK NOW SORRY IT TOOK THIS LONG💔💔💔

IT’S OKAY!! HI BABE HOW ARE YOU?? 🫶

˚✶ * the back of a railcar osamu m. x fem!reader

you decide to quit your job and take a long train journey across japan. deciding to stay awake for the full 23 hours to truly reflect on all aspects of your life, you pack your bags and prepare for an adventure. however, upon stepping foot on the train, you see someone you never thought you'd see again. your high school sweetheart turned college ex. and as he learns of your idea, he urges his own participation in the task, making it the most invigorating and confusing 24 hours of your life.

status: in progress  taglist: open  warnings: each chapter will be one hour in the 24 hour period, possible smau moments, friends/exes to lovers, questionable choices on y/n's part, slow updates, vulgar language, jokes of sexual nature (nothing explicit)

chapters;

coming soon…

thanks for 100 followers <33

the horrors persist but my friends write beautiful fanfic

posting fics you’re not entirely proud of but you’re not necessarily proud of anything you’re writing right now

˚✶ * too sweet w/ atsumu 

m.list / wc: 466

    it can't be said i'm an early bird. it's ten o'clock before i say a word. music plays throughout a speaker system, a sultry voice ringing through your ears. you rest your head in your palm, free hand creeping towards his back. the midnight moon lets little light into his apartment, just barely illuminating his figure, shoulders and head outlined. 

  your finger, runs up his back, feeling his raised spine. you keep telling me to live right, to go to bed before the daylight. but then you wake up for the sunrise. delicately pressing your finger against his skin, you reach the nape of atsumu’s hair. soft, short pieces of hair stick up, goosebumps forming from your touch. they feel comfortable beneath your touch, hand spreading out to run through his recently shampooed hair. 

  don't you just want to take up, dark as a lake. he shifts in his sleeps, eyelids barely fluttering before his chest raises and falls normally. biting your lip, you lower your hand to his neck, running down to his shoulder. freckles appear as your hand moves, the sprinkles of light brown drawing your eyes. i'll think i'll take my whiskey neat, my coffee black, and my bed at three. you're too sweet for me. 

  running your finger down his arm, you feel the hair raise on his arm, trying to call his attention. narrowing your eyes, you outline his bicep, a smile forming on your face as it tightens beneath your touch. following down the rest of his arm, you reach his hand. pressing your palm against his, you interlock your fingers between his. atsumu’s hand is soft, care put into every crevice and spiral. even the callouses brush against your hand with a grain of tenderness.

  but who wants to live forever, babe? you treat your mouth as if it’s heaven’s gate. leaning over him, your eyes trace every aspect of his face. the lightness of his skin, the delicate touch of his moisturized lips. he’s curated every inch of his being, a brightness that only a certain person could love. the rest of you like you’re the tsa. i wish i could go along, babe, don’t get me wrong. staring at his blonde stricken hair and glowing skin, you purse your lips.

  untangling your hands, you lean back against the bed. his silk sheets surround you like a cloud, airy beneath your touch. warmth still pressing against your leg, his tied around yours in an unconscious attempt to cling to you. to cling to the idea of you. you know you’re bright as the morning, as soft as the rain. pretty as a vine, as sweet as a grape. if you can sit in a barrel, maybe i’ll wait. yet you fear if he clings too hard, you’ll destroy him. 

gen taglist: @nnnyxie @sippn-the-tae @ayatakanosstuff @inloveinsickness @megapteraurelia @dazqa @lale-txt @solzscribblez

hey we should go mandarin picking

holding your hand as we go mandarin picking btw