Im Watching Epi 22 Of Host Club Rn And I Have Decided That I Too Need Cat-ears In My Life To Change My

i have exams on my birthday

look how politely this mf sits

*implied mental illness*

Atsumu has been monitoring your behaviour for the last three days; large, hooded eyes followed your every movement and scanned even the little twitches of your brows. He made sure that you never left his field of vision. This wasn't because of his lack of knowledge about you - really, ask him anything about you and he wouldn't even take five seconds to think.

Your favorite food?

The classic chicken burger from Wendy's, and if you were hungry enough, with fries and a wrap. And for drinks, it was always coke - or sometimes when you're craving something sweet, a mango milkshake.

Favorite way to style your hair?

Trick question; you liked your hair down. You once said that it hurt your scalp too much whenever you put your hair in a ponytail.

Favorite movie?

Another trick question; you prefer to read.

He also knew the most obscure details about you too. For example, you tend to wash cups and glasses first before the bowls and plates, then forks and spoons for the ending. Or the fact that you only sneeze in the morning, and that too at least five times. Or, the most scariest of all to Atsumu, that you never seem to blink at all.

No, Atsumu prided himself on being the encyclopedia of you. Which was why he noticed there was something off about you. Sure, every time he came home he was greeted with the same smile he fell in love with five years ago; and sure, you were up and about every day, doing housework as well as maintaining the status of being a responsible college student. And yes, you were eating and drinking every day even without Atsumu's presence.

But Atsumu also knew that it took you an hour to get out of bed. He'd watch you go into the bathroom, do your business, and come out to make breakfast. Yet, your toothbrush remained dry. You never neglected your showers but took an extra thirty minutes every time, which prompted Atsumu to sit outside, leaning against the bathroom door, for anything that might remotely sound like cries. You ate and drank but he swore you always took one spoonful and one gulp the whole time, opting instead to ask about Atsumu's day. You barely went outside these days when your favorite dates used to be the ones where the both of you took advantage of the warm sun as you strolled along the parks.

Little by little, Atsumu had collected as much evidence as he could, determining at last that something was bothering you. And so, he waited. He waited for you to come to him because he didn't want to invade your privacy lest he assumed something wrong and upset you even more.

But you never did.

You continued on; you smiled but never enough to show your teeth, you woke up every morning after a night of muffling your cries, you went about your day without a break even though you barely had any energy.

And it was hurting him.

"Hey."

You looked up at him from the project you were working on, tired smile on your face. "Hey."

Atsumu frowned at how hoarse your voice had gotten. "I want to talk about something."

"Oh? Did something happen at practice today?"

Atsumu's heart warmed when you started to check his hands, the crevices of his fingers, then to his face. How can you be this selfless, he wondered. You hadn't been doing well, yet here you were, worrying about Atsumu when he should be the least of your concern.

He took your hands into his, pressed kissed upon your knuckles. "No, nothing happened to me. Don't worry."

You deflated immediately. "Don't scare me like that." You pouted and it was all Atsumu could do before he had to avert his eyes. "What is it, Atsumu?"

"Don't think I haven't noticed it, love."

You halted. "Wh-what?"

Atsumu frowned, then stared into your eyes. He knew how much you hated confrontations, second only to direct eye-contact, but he had to do this. He couldn't let you suffer like this. "Are you okay?"

Your eyes widened. Before you could deny anything, however, Atsumu continued in a soft voice: "I've noticed you ... you aren't - well, you don't look okay. You haven't been the best for a while, and - and I'm getting worried. I was gonna let you have your space, I thought that that's what your needed from me, so I didn't say anything for a while, but ... but you haven't said anything. And I'm afraid you'll only get worse if I didn't say anything so I -"

"I thought no one noticed."

Atsumu wondered if you knew you had just completely wrecked his heart. "Babe, you are not invisible. I care so much about you and it hurts me that you've been suffering alone. I - god, I should've done something. I'm sorry I've failed you."

"Hey, no." You grabbed his face, shaking your head. "Don't apologize, you did what you could, Atsumu, I don't blame you for not knowing what to do. I - I should apologise. I'm sorry I haven't been the best, I know it must've been so confusing for you. It's been confusing for me too and I don't know why-"

Atsumu enveloped you as soon as he saw those teardrops roll down your cheeks. It hurt to know how much you were hurting all this time, and he wasn't able to do anything about it. Hell, he hated himself for waiting so long. You wept onto the crook of his neck, muffling your apologies.

"Hey, it's okay. You don't need to apologize. It happens. You're only human, babe, and human emotions are difficult to deal with."

The both of you stayed like that for a while, clutching onto whatever you could as if the other would disappear any second. When you'd calmed down enough, you broke apart, and instantly Atsumu was smoothing out your hair, wiping away your tears, asking you if you're okay.

You smiled. "Thank you."

"You deserve it, love." Atsumu pressed a kiss to your forehead. "You wanna tell me what's going on? And no pressure, I won't judge you. If you want, I can wait still. Whatever is comfortable for you."

And he promised, he'd never fail you again.

my self esteem so low i dont even think im good enough for my favorite fictional characters

WRITING TIP!!!

if you're struggling to connect paragraphs, or if something doesn't feel right, or there is something that is bothering you about the way the story doesn't seem to be aligning - READ IT OUT LOUD!!!

read the entire paragraph. over and over. hell, read the whole draft, from the first page to the page you're stuck at. until you figure out what you want to happen in the paragraph, how you want it to happen, and how to word it. honest to god, it has been such a helpful little thing for me.

it also is extremely useful if the narrator has an accent or an eccentric way of speaking.

why is lance's only trait being allura's boyfriend??? everyone, even allura's own dad, thanked lance for choosing her and loving her but like what about lance???

what about the things he had to sacrifice becauee he accidentally became a paladin??? he had to leave his family behind and i bet every single day he misses them, his mom, dad, sister, niece and nephews but he hides it behind a smile because what else can he do??? hes in the middle of nowhere in space and hes got responsibilities on his shoulders because hes a paladin, what about when those responsibilities become too much for him??? hes still a young boy, about 16 or 17 im gonna guess. what about the numerous amount of times he felt insecure and unworthy and unloved and undeserving??? how come no one told him that they are proud of him for the things that he did and how deserving he is of the love and care from others???

do they all see him as the boy who fell in love with allura at first glance who then accomplished his dream of being her boyfriend???

like im sorry but this is a hate crime

first of all the relationship was one-sided from the beginning. allura never saw lance as a potential partner material. the only thing that happened between them was lance's huge crush on her. allura never noticed it nor did she care to. thats it.

you cant just tell me she went and fell in love with lotor and then found lance when she was looking for a replacement. if that did happen, thats pretty disrespectful to lance but also allura would never do something like that.

i was actually quite shocked that the writers made them a couple. they literally have no chemistry together whatsoever. even allura didnt deserve this. i mean, lance is a great guy and is a great partner but allura had so much more development to do i just -

ahhhh!!!

me: so covid-19...

c-19: hmm...

me: why are you killing millions of people?

c-19: ...

how am i supposed to interview an airborne disease that is invisble to the naked eye and cant talk whatsoever!!!?

A Hundred Promises In One Kiss - erlandwrites - 東京卍リベンジャーズ | Tokyo Revengers (Manga) [Archive of Our Own]

"Takashi?"

"Yes?"

"You've read the latest chapter of my book, right?"

"Yes."

"Do you, by any chance, remember anything from it?" You sniffle.

Mitsuya halts the balance wheel with a jerk of his hand, his foot freezing under the table at the same time. Did he hear that right? Did your voice quaver slightly and crack in the middle of that sentence? And did you just sniffle?

All I want in life is the motivation of a sports anime protagonist

no YOU are crying about the fact that mikey gave himself the foreign nickname so that emma would not be the only one