# 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑 :: 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐙𝐄𝐍
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understandable
EVERYONE SAY DONT CHANGE UR THEME LINA THAT GUY LITERALLY HAD LESS THAN TEN MINUTES OF SCREEN TIME AND ALSO HE'S DEAD
ERMMM REMEMBER AT THE END OF S1 (WE'VE HAD THIS CONVERSATION BEFORE) WHEN THEY WENT ON THE SPECIAL RECONNAISSANCE MISSION AND THEN THIS RANDOM AHH THING STARTED ATTACKING THEM shin went off alone theo flopped like. a fish
EVERYONE SAY DONT CHANGE UR THEME LINA THAT GUY LITERALLY HAD LESS THAN TEN MINUTES OF SCREEN TIME AND ALSO HE'S DEAD
SKILL ISSUE
EVERYONE SAY DONT CHANGE UR THEME LINA THAT GUY LITERALLY HAD LESS THAN TEN MINUTES OF SCREEN TIME AND ALSO HE'S DEAD
Are fedoras really that bad?
YES YES THEY ARE
guess who's not a pikmin.. it's kinda hard..
is it the yellow one
I have spanish orals today and I was up last night practicing and I think I made up my own language.. this is.. my teacher when I open my mouth today
i bet u aced it imara.. anyways i would totally learn ur language
ty for 200!!!
EVERYONE SAY DONT CHANGE UR THEME LINA THAT GUY LITERALLY HAD LESS THAN TEN MINUTES OF SCREEN TIME AND ALSO HE'S DEAD
eavesdroppin.' - where atsumu can't help but hear about your crush on him.
(700wc) “____, please, for the love of god, shut up about him, if you talk about his piss blonde head again i will deflate the volleyball the team signed and stomp all over it,” akaashi complains, shooting you a very tired and very defeated look.
“no- but you don’t get it! he’s just so…he’s so dreamy,” you sigh, unknowingly smiling at the mere mention of his achievements, “and confident in his serves. do you see the way he’s been ranked number one for such a long time now?” you bury your face into your hands, so absolutely enamored with the black jackals setter that you don’t know what to do with yourself.
“i’ve heard the whole spiel about this so many times already,” your friend gives up on trying to see from your point of view if you’re going to keep hiding the crush that every knew atsumu reciprocated already.
“but you have to tell me how i can get closer to him!” you almost whine, shaking your friend back and forth. “if i can’t even become friends with him and we’re literally friend’s with bo? ‘kaashi, that looks horrible for me.”
“uh huh. and when did i care?”
“you’re such a bad friend. can’t even help me score a date with a man i’m hopelessly pining over.”
“you’re right about the down bad part,” akaashi deadpans, sighing and flipping through his most recent release of zom’bish. “i’ve said this already- just take him here, to onigiri miya.”
“but he’s used to that! I can’t have him see his brother with me!” you gesture discretely at the kitchen, where osamu was busying himself with orders.
your friend rolls his eyes and looks up at you. “what’s so bad with him seeing you and his brother?”
“I..”the words die on your tongue, no excuses left to give. “it would be bad. for me. because like—he’s already been there a billion times and probably tried everything on that goddamn menu!”
atsumu nodded to himself from where he sat. he did know the whole menu.
“how about this,” your friend starts, and you get your hopes up because akaashi keiji has always been a genius plan-maker. “you ask him out first.”
okay, maybe not.
akaashi continues,“how about you ask him out instead of telling me about how excited he is on court and how good his sets look and how perfect he is at everything and see how things go from there.” you shake your head furiously, immediately rejecting his offer, and the man grumbles, thinking back to high-school, “you never played against him in court, that’s probably why you like him so much.”
“he was good in high school. a bit more reckless. but still good.” you remember. “you have to help me.” you pause. “give me a reason not to like him.”
“he’s egotistical.” akaashi responds immediately.
“he’s not! he’s competent,” you replace without missing a beat, “so he has a right to think he’s good at volleyball when he really is one of the best.”
“he’s dramatic.”
“it’s more like a good dramatic. like, i wouldn’t want to be around a brick wall all day.”
“then ask him out.”
“okay," you blurt.
akaashi almost sighs in relief. “you will?”
you wince at the sudden predicament you found yourself in, but after hearing how happy akaashi was, you figured it wouldn't hurt.
“only if you promise to send me the next chapter of zom’bish to me. early.” the manga artist groans. it’s almost like he knew that you were going to do something at a price.
“okay, fine. ask him out. right now.”
“not-not right now!” you defend, eyes widening in horror.
he shrugs, and tells you, “right now, or i’m telling you about your ridiculous and unimportant feelings for him.”
“they’re not ridiculous! or unimportant!”
“uh huh.” he agrees unconvincingly, “whatever, i’m leaving. next time, be more careful about where you talk about him.”
you frown, confused as you pocket the bill he places on the table, and you continue to stay confused when he turns around to seat behind him. “all yours, miya.”
your heart drops six feet under when atsumu turns to grins at you, taking your friend’s abandoned seat as he peels off his sunglasses and hat.
“i heard everythin’, ya’know," and the setter leans over to put his white cap on your head, running a hand through his hair. "couldn't help eavesdroppin.' "
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singlehandedly might revive my insanity for atsumu can you tell i like confident men lol...
5:48 I FAILED but we up?? ig???
place ur bets chat if i take a "nap" rn (9:42pm) will i be able to wake up & study
place ur bets chat if i take a "nap" rn (9:42pm) will i be able to wake up & study
in the stripped club. straight up "jorking it". and by "it", haha, well. let's justr say., lets just say,,, oh my god where did it go. oh my got. guys my peanits. it's gone.
chat i only fw xiao and kinich in genshin everyone else can burnnnn
Hello, tumblr user. Before you is a tumblr post asking you to name a female fictional character. You have unlimited time to tag a female character, NOT a male one.
Begin.
moots who are @ ing me in tag games im so sorry im so busy and keep thinking oh ill do them later at a better time and that time never comes im genuinely struggling w life rn lol
5 months + a bit and the Other blog is going down and ill repost everything on here trust..
kinich x fem reader ! celebrity au, .9k words PLUS exes to lovers, swearing, suggestive jokes + implied nsfw ( ? scene transitions from their conversation to "the morning after")
it's at a high-profile red carpet that you see him again — at least in person. kinich, two and a half years older, and much more mature, but exactly the same otherwise. there's even that stupid signature smile of his, lazy and smug, plastered onto his face as usual. you'd loved it once; now you despise it. or so you've tried to convince yourself.
he's not wearing anything spectacular, a dark unbuttoned suit and matching dress pants and a white shirt that deliciously accentuates the broadness of his chest. somehow he still manages to effortlessly knock the breath right out of your chest — and even more so when you notice the colour of his tie; it matches your outfit perfectly.
in the back of your mind, you know this has something to do with your mutual friends, but you can't be bothered to worry about that right now. not when he's grinning down at you, arms crossed over his chest, waiting for you to break the silence.
you jut your chin up defiantly; not today, kinich. he tilts his head to one side curiously, shit-eating grin widening. your lips purse; he blinks. it's getting awkward now — he's so annoying. you scoff angrily, and kinich has won.
"what?"
"what what?" you feel a sudden stab of pain — you've missed his voice.
"what do you want?" you get out through gritted teeth.
kinich is good at what he does, always has been. he's never been the type to hesitate, always straight to the point. now, too, it does not change. "come back with me tonight."
your first response should be something related to the fact that the two of you broke up for a reason. that going back right now will be suicide. but instead...
"what about her?" you hiss, jerking your head in the direction of (you hope) his hotel. a thoughtless gesture, asking about the woman he's been seen with after your very public breakup.
he laughs. "that? it was just publicity, darling. she means nothing to me."
then, softer: "please, i've missed you every single day since then; it's only ever been you."
"prove it."
never one to back down from a challenge, he leans in closer to you. "how 'bout i show you in my hotel room?"
smooth. aloud, you acknowledge it as such, too, but still. "really, kinich?"
"if you want, i'm sure we can find some privacy here," he teases.
you grimace, nose crinkling up cutely. "how do you know i even want this? what if i don't want anything to do with you?"
there is suddenly an air of triumph about him; you realise that you have made a big mistake.
"my love, those questions just confirmed it."
the unfamiliar nickname makes you bristle, but it's surprisingly not unwelcome.
he waits for your confirmation, and well?
(you end up in his bed anyways, so your answer should be pretty clear.)
you wake up in an empty bed; if he's intended for this to be a one night thing, you're going to murder him, you think. he walks back into the room a second after that, though, and now you're chewing on the inside of your cheek because of the very noticeable lack of a shirt on him.
"baby, we've gone viral," he grins.
"again? kinich, you suck!"
"that's not what you said last night when—"
"okay!" you cut him off. "shut up, i get it!"
he tosses his phone to you, where a video's playing, captioned: deaf woman lipreads conversation between kinich and y/n at the red carpet.
"oh god," you groan as it begins to play. one side of the bed sinks down as kinich climbs in next to you. his arm wraps around you as he pulls you into him; you nestle into his side and it's painfully familiar. you've missed him more than you thought.
"let me watch, i haven't finished it yet."
the woman on the screen begins to speak into the microphone she's holding up. so, kinich starts speaking. he wants them to go back to his hotel, but she's asking about a "her", who's probably chasca, AKA his ex. he says it was for publicity, and ooh— he just called her "darling"! he says it's only ever been y/n... woah... she's not buying it, she's asking him to prove it. he says he'll prove it at his place, wow, that was smooth, that's what she said, by the way, not me! she's still not impressed, now he's talking about finding somewhere private here, like at the event! i think he's joking, though, oh my gosh, he just called her "my love"! that's so cute—
you pause the video. "can she stop talking for a sec? this is so annoying!"
"i know, right?" he agrees. "can't even talk to my girl without some freak on the internet trying to listen in."
my— his— oh. your brain short circuits. "kinich."
"hmm?" he's not paying attention, leisurely tracing hearts onto your hipbone.
"what are we?"
he gets up, readjusts the two of you so your eyes. "married soon— i mean, in a relationship again, at least. be honest, don't you think we could try again? we've changed enough, i think."
"well, yeah, i guess. we were both stupid back then."
"we still are now," you correct him; kinich is not amused.
"you didn't answer my question, can we try again?"
"i think we can," you nod thoughtfully. "but what if it ends the way it did before?"
"naaah, it won't end at all," he laughs, and then he leans down to kiss you.
FIN
author's note :: this has been eating my brain for the past 48ish hours here u go xoxo lina
ps kinich come home im at 70 pity
Female characters who are the sole voice of reason <<<<<<< Female characters who think of themselves as the sole voice of reason but who are actually just as insane as those around them
5 months + a bit and the Other blog is going down and ill repost everything on here trust..
THAT SOUNDS SM FUN ALSO YEAH I DO (@/starsupers !!)
RAAHHH I WANNA DO FLUFFTOBER BUT I KNOW ILL LOSE MOTIVATION WHAT THE HELLLLL
HOW DO WE DO THAT
RAAHHH I WANNA DO FLUFFTOBER BUT I KNOW ILL LOSE MOTIVATION WHAT THE HELLLLL