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Summer Memories
First Tumblr post wooo! Decided to post an old fic I had never posted, hope you guys enjoy.
Warnings: Kinda angsty, bittersweet ending, fluff
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Childhood! Kitsune! Miya twins AU x afab reader (she/her pronouns used)
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Waves lapping against the shore, cicadas chirping as they nest on dappled trees, the smell of the lilting breeze and bitter goodbyes; golden sunsets tinting our summer memories.
It was summer again. This was made clear to the melancholic nine-year-old as you watched the trees blur past the back seat SUV windows. You never liked summer. To most children, summer was an exciting escape from scholarly activities; a time to visit beaches, wear flowing floral dresses with straw sun-hats or eat chilled melon by the lakeside- but to you, summer was hot and unforgiving. The sunshine that should have brought you joy only stung your eyes. To you, summer tasted no better than bitter orange rinds.
Ma didn’t like summer either. You had to spend the entirety of it away from her.
“You ought to be a big girl now” she would say. “Spend time with your Pa, it's only for a few months”.
A few months felt like forever- forever with a stranger. Pa was never home when you were young, even less when your Ma spoke through tears telling you he was never coming back.
Di-vor-ce. Divorce? You had a hard time wrapping your head around the pronunciation, but you reckoned that ‘divorce’ was what your Ma had meant. You had heard a few concerned teachers talking about it in the hallways, only ushering you off frantically when they saw your head peeking from the corner. You scoffed. Adults were always hiding secrets. You guessed that they didn’t think you would understand because you were ‘too young’.
The juxtaposing jubilant melody of summer hits hummed quietly in the background, the occasional rhythmic clicking of the turning signal or the jolt from bumps in the road served as a distraction from your stewing feelings of pensive sadness. You didn’t like summer, and you didn’t really like your Pa.
I wish I was home.
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The crunching of gravel and the slow swaying of an ending turn woke you from your stupor. Your father briefly opened his door to stretch before giving you an awkward smile.
“Hey squirt, we’re finally here. Let me get your things and put them into your room”.
When you gave no answer and only stared at the collar of his shirt with empty eyes and pressed lips, he sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
Laughing to fill the silence, he smiled again- no less awkwardly before, but a little more dejected, you noticed.
“Say what- how about I fix you a bento and you can go explore in the woods?” he gestured to the bountiful nature attached to his property. “There’s a frog pond close by and there’s some pretty nice weather today- leave the boring adult stuff to me”.
Still silent, you nodded, to which upon noticing, the tension in your father’s shoulders lifted slightly.
“Sounds good squirt”.
You watched as he disappeared from the car and into his cottage home, leaving the trunk and car doors open. A good way to let in flies, but you weren’t going to tell him that.
Trees shifted slightly in the warm breeze, the dappling of the evening sunlight casting shadows of foliage onto the warm wooden deck you had retreated to while waiting for your promised bento.
Your father was wealthy, you supposed. You constantly heard the prim ladies of your mother’s office gossip about his famed writing career- something to do with traditional Japanese literature and poems- (though you noticed that the ladies gossip was snide regarding your Ma, which is why you never brought it up). You knew nothing about poetry or writing but you could definitely see the connection between your estranged father and his esteemed job. It simply made sense that he was eccentric, yet reserved and awkward. Most artists seemed to be that way, like Ms. Maraday; a European woman dressed in vibrant purples and eclectic, clashing, patterns that lived next door to your flat in Tokyo. She often wore long feathered caps and copious scarves, chemises, and silks. Your Ma told you she was an ‘interior designer’ (‘someone who made houses look pretty’-she later said when you told her you didn’t understand).
If you remember correctly, you were now in Hyogo. It was a simple village with an emphasis on nature. The traditional Japanese home that laid amongst the towering trees made it look peaceful. You supposed that is why your father moved here, away from the bustle of the glowing city where he could concentrate on his work and be inspired by the elements that simply weren’t of abundance in a place like Tokyo. It made sense why he left-you knew this. People with passions like him needed suitable places for creation, yet this reasoning didn’t seem to cure the bitter ache that left a taste too pungent in your mouth.
The sliding paper door caught your attention when your Pa returned, a cloth-wrapped bento in hand.
“Go explore, squirt, just be careful and come back before it gets too dark”.
He gave you an unappreciated head ruffle and limped back to the car to unpack (he’d always had a funky waddle- your Ma always called it his ‘penguin walk’).
‘Time to explore’ you thought before stashing your bento into your yellow backpack and trekking down the forest pathway leading away from the house.
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The warm breeze flew past you gently, stringing along stray leaves and bending the branches above you in a graceful arc. It was more shadowy now; the shade from the canopy casting flowing shadows akin to when sunlight hits the sea. These woods seemed quite magical. Quiet; yet unexplored and imbued with mystery. You enjoyed the silence away from the reality of summer, and the fresh air that filled your lungs brought you temporary relief.
You were no longer following any sort of pathway, having strayed from the main areas in a moment of distraction whilst looking at the rays of vibrant light peak through the leaves. This didn’t bother you much- you were keen on exploring and any bought time away from the house was time well spent as far as you were concerned. Birds chirped and creatures scurried along the tall blades of grass. Perhaps you would find a fairy- that would certainly make your adventure more exciting. You continued on, unwavering heat beating on your brow and causing gleams of sweat to form.
How long have you been out? It didn’t matter you supposed. It was just fun to wander in an unfamiliar place- plus you had been hoping to come across the frog pond your Pa had mentioned so you could hold them. There weren’t many frogs in Tokyo for you to hold.
Though, despite your efforts to trudge on, you couldn’t ignore the rumbling in your stomach. The bento was looking more appealing by the second, and eventually, your hunger outweighed your determination to continue, as you settled by a sunning rock and dug around your belongings for the wrapped bento.
Untying the pink patterned sheet, you unveiled your lunch, the rice from your tuna onigiri sparkling in the sunlight like a polished stone. You couldn’t wait to eat.
Before you could even take a bite, a harsh rustling from a nearby bush caught your attention. You narrowed your gaze on the shaking bush, fear making hairs rise along your neck. Surely it was just a woodland creature- a rabbit perhaps? You wanted to find a fairy, not a monster, but when you creeped closer in fearful curiosity, the two identical pairs of glowing brown eyes within the shadows of the bush-branches made you leap away with a yelp.
You squeezed your eyes shut and brought your chubby little arms to brace yourself from the bush-monster.
Two small shadows with pointed ears loomed over you and the bantering whispers of hushed voices made you peek cautiously.
“I told ya I smelled food!”
“You said ya smelled something, not food.”
“Did not-”
“Did too!”
“Yer a liar-”
“Ya? Yer justa’ scrub.”
Two brunette boys around your age stood over you, bickering as their colored kimono- blue and red respectively- swished with each dramatic flair of their arms. The two were perfectly similar, like looking at your reflection in the mirror, and even more odd than the traditional clothing they were wearing, was the pointed fox ears and matching orange tails they donned. Were they real? They looked eerily realistic and the fact that the red kimono-wearing boy’s tail was flicking violently, affirmed that they were.
Perhaps they were the mischievous kitsune fox-spirits from folklore. You gulped. They were talking about food- you just hoped they weren’t meaning you.
“P-please d-d-don’t eat me” you stuttered quietly.
Your meek voice managed to catch the attention of the twins as they gazed upon your crumpled form.
“Ha- we don’t eat humans, ya scrub.” The red kimono-wearing boy said, gazing down at you with a look that said ‘you’re an idiot’.
“We want soma’ that onigiri ya got there.” Chimed the second boy, his face stoic; a contrast from his more fiery counterpart.
You hesitantly put down your arms and stood back up from the ground, getting a better look at the twins who gazed at you with intensity.
“What are ya waiting for, human?” the red kimono boy hollered “Stop ya starin’ and share yer bento with us”.
You listened, grabbing your bento and holding it out for them to take.
The two wasted no time (you noticed the blue-kimono boy was the first to snatch a bite) gobbling up the tuna onigiri. You were safe for now, you hoped, and so you sat along with them near your rock and began to eat as well.
“Uwahhhh~ these re’ delicious!” the boisterous red-boy spoke rudely through a mouthful of tuna and rice. You could practically see stars in his eyes as he chewed in delight- it reminded you of Ms. Maraday whenever she saw ‘handsome younguns’ pass by your neighborhood (you didn’t quite understand, but your Ma said you would when you were older-you weren’t too sure).
You were very curious about these strange boys and who they really were. You desperately wanted to know, but you remained quiet, afraid to bring more attention to yourself.
“We’re kitsune” the quieter one spoke, rice grains littered around his mouth. When you gave him a look of confusion he replied with a mouthful of onigiri “Ya looked like ya wanted to ask”. Nodding in understanding you smiled at the two, which caused them to stop chewing.
“What’cha smilin’ for, human?”
“Just happy that you aren’t monsters- and that you’re not gonna eat me”.
The boys gave each other a mirrored look of shock and proceeded to burst out laughing.
“This again? Of course we aren't gonna eat ya, human,- yer probably not even tasty” the red boy cackled, showing his miniature pointed fangs.
“Yer such a scrub” he added.
“Super scrubby” his brother agreed.
Ignoring the insult, you started to feel more comfortable around them. You didn’t think that they were going to bring you any harm.
“What are your names?” you asked, chewing on some grapes.
“I’m Osamu,” the blue-wearing boy pointed to himself “and Atsumu is my idiot brother over there”
Atsumu lit up in indignation as he swatted his tail to flick his brother- ending in a small tussle between the two that you awkwardly witnessed.
“I- my name is Y/N!” you exclaimed quickly, hoping to break up the fight. It thankfully worked, as the two separated (albeit glaring at each other) and nodded along, ears flicking in irritation.
“Sounds likea’ pretty scrubby name to me” scoffed Atsumu as he dusted off his Kimono. He looked at you deeply, his more golden-flecked eyes searing into your mind.
Though Atsumu seemed to be the more loud of the two, Osamu was just as intense. He had this aura of coldness and aloof eyes to match, despite his age.
“Let’s call ya froggy instead. Ya look like the dopey frogs by the pond.”
Atsumu agreed with his brother, snickering at the suggestion, while you simply nodded in indifference.
“You know where the frog pond is?” You asked.
The two boys quit their teasing and looked at you with identical squinted eyes of suspicion. You felt a little nervous.
“Can you show me where the pond is? My Pa said it was close by but I can’t find it” you continued, hoping they would lead you so you could see the frogs they had named you after.
“Hm… I dunno Froggy, that’s mine and Samu’s secret spot…” he trailed off with a pout on his lips and a mock-questioning expression, and you looked crushed.
Atsumu quickly realized your fading expression as he piped up quickly with feigned disingenuous interest “I guess ya can tag along Froggy. Yer a scrub, but yer kinda cool I guess”.
“-Cool enough ta’ give us onigiri” Osamu joined, hands folded inside his kimono sleeves.
Your eyes sparkled like river stones in the sun as you gripped your yellow backpack straps in excitement.
“Let’s go ‘Samu-’Tsumu!”
The two boys bashfully looked away with pinkish faces, but you were too stoked to notice.
The three of you traversed to the pond, you doddling behind the two twins as they playfully told you to hurry up.
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Meeting up by the frog pond became a regular occurrence throughout the summer spent at your father’s cottage. No longer was it ‘Tsumu and Samu’s secret spot’- it was your secret spot as well. Times when your father had to work on manuscripts, became times for the three of you to explore the plentiful woods together and gather by the frog pond for a lunch of tuna onigiri (you made your Pa pack extra routinely, and though he was confused at first, agreed- you were a growing girl, he reckoned).
“I’m going to catch the biggest frog today!” Atsumu beamed with unwavering confidence. You giggled and cheered him on despite Atsumu frequently proclaiming this and never living up to it.
“Good luck catching a frog ‘Tsumu. Yer ugly face scares them all away”. Osamu sneered, grinning cattishly. He stood knee-deep in the muddy pond with his kimono robe hitched up into undershorts and his sleeves rolled to his shoulders.
“Ya have the same face as me ya scrub!” Atsumu barked back, similarly in position like Osamu, but on the opposite side of the small pond. You simply sat on the banks, dipping your toes in the luke-warm shallows as you didn’t want to dirty the yellow sundress your Ma had given you.
“Just ya watch ‘Samu! Yer gonna be cryin’ once ya see the fat toad I catch- Froggy! Watch me!” his fluffy orange tail flicked around as he wriggled like a cat in a hunting crouch. His eyes were focused on the water underneath him as his brother merely rolled his eyes with an irked huff.
“Y/N could catch a bigger frog than ya and she’s not even in the water, ‘Tsumu.”
The boy gave Osamu a deadpan glare and returned to his concentrated form.
A quick fox-like dash of a hand and an unceremonious splash (not appreciated ‘Tsumu) later, Atsumu cupped his prize delicately with both little hands, trodding out of the water towards you with Osamu following. He unveiled the grayish frog to you, basically the size of his entire palm.
“Ha! What did I tell ya ‘Samu? Look at my frog!”
Osamu paled when you cooed, fascinated at his brother’s catch, and rolled back his sleeves preparing to go back into the water- this was a competition now.
Atsumu had looked pretty pleased with himself, a cocky smirk and high-raised tail, only feeling his ego inflate larger when you complimented his frog-catching prowess. This was only temporary of course, as Osamu reappears by your side, cupping a perfectly same-size frog to Atsumu.
“Ah- my frog is still bigger than yers ‘Samu!” Atsumu stomped bitterly, the puppy fluff by his ears riled. “Froggy- ya measure ‘em up. Tell us which frog is bigger!”
You analyzed both frogs carefully. They were utterly identical- a lot like the twins facing you with beaming anticipation for your decision.
“They’re both the same” you concluded, bringing faces of disappointment as the two bickered about which frog should have won the competition.
“Here-” they stopped their fighting to look towards your smiling face as you stood to perch a daisy-link crown around the two ears between them. “You both can win the prize.”
They stood tensely with synchronized blushing faces- both frogs long gone by now from the lack of watchful eyes.
“Yeah…w-whatever. I guess we can both win..” Atsumu pouted as his hands fidgeted with your gift. Osamu similarly looked bashfully, whispering a ‘thank you’ and playing with his damp kimono sleeves.
Despite their many differences, you could definitely see their brotherly similarities as they stood with mirrored shyness. You could only giggle.
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“I’m King of the rock today!”
Osamu huffed, a frown on his rounded face.
“Yer always King of the rock ‘Tsumu!”
Breeze ruffled the long fronds of grass, the sound akin to brushing the fur of a large pooch (you imagine that such a pooch would need to use a pool as a bathtub and a rake as a comb). You pleasantly tuned out the background noise as you relaxed in the golden evening, serenaded by the season’s cicadas. This had been going on for a while now, the sharp tang of clashing voices sometimes pulling you out of your sleepy daze.
Two twins perched on the highest ledge of the sunning rock, billowing tails irate and ears pinned flat against their brown locks, bickering about who would be crowned the prestigious title of ‘King of the rock’. This was often a game the three of you would play, Atsumu and Osamu rotating between the ‘King’ role and you faithfully claiming your position as the court advisor (neither of them knew what that meant, and you only knew about it because of your father’s habitual tendency to spout oddities at the dinner table). Though you certainly had no opinion on the matter, you knew for certain that the two trouble making brothers would rope you into it somehow.
“Froggy!” “FROGGY” (said simultaneously)
And here it was.
“Ya agree don’t ya? ‘Tsumu would make a better princess than a King”.
You held in a laugh at Atsumu’s blinking shock as the twins pounced on each other; frolicking fox kits in the summer sunlight. You could tell there was no real malice behind the two’s actions, they were brothers- hearts intertwined and spirits invigorated by each other’s energy. It almost made you envious. You grew up relatively lonely, only enjoying the presence of Tokyo and your imagination; the subway was your carriage, the chimes of streetlights your music, and the songbirds and alleycats, your friends- you wondered if a sibling would help fill that void.
“OW! ‘Tsumu!”
You snapped out of your reverie, lying up from the flattened grass you nested on. Osamu sat on the mossy rock, eyes watering, lip quivering, and little hands nestling the bottom of his foot. You got up immediately, looking back to see Atsumu guiltily shuffling beside his brother, wringing his hands. He looked unsure what to do, and you could see tears beginning to well in his eyes as well, as he saw what he caused to his brother.
Gently you took Osamu’s muddy foot into your hand and inspected the scrape from the fall. It was bleeding slightly, running a crimson pathway down his heel and pooling between the crevices between his toes. Running your sleeve along his heel to wipe the blood, you caught him wince- you tried more delicately this time, removing residual grime as well, seeing as the two fox-boys never wore footwear.
You turned back to Tsumu who by now was sitting on the opposite end of the rock, looking ashamed and wilted like an unwatered houseplant. “‘Tsumu-” you called for his attention.
He turned.
“Help me bandage your brother up?” You pawed around your yellow backpack looking for the small first-aid kit your mother insisted you carry around- finally the heavy tin box would be put to use.
You instructed Tsumu to hold up his brother’s foot while you held up two bandaids- a hello kitty one with polka dots, and a blue one with patterned hearts. Both brothers grimaced at the ugly choices, but you gave them a look that got them to settle down.
“Hello Kitty or hearts?”
Osamu sniffed and chose the blue one (of course), to which you complied and stuck it to his heel. You prodded Atsumu who had returned to sulking, and whispered at him to apologize.
It didn’t take long for his pride to break. He started to sob as he hugged his brother in a tight embrace and tugged at his kimono sleeves “Sorry ‘Samu! I didn’t mean ta hurt ya!”
Samu pouted his lips pretending to still be offended, but you could tell it was all forgiven as he flicked his tail atop of his brother’s head like a strange hat and patted his arms.
“Ya ya. Yer alright ‘Tsumu”.
It was genuinely heartwarming to see them interact and you began to enjoy your summer a little more while watching your friends. Atsumu’s sniffling ceased, as he looked up at the two of you bashfully.
“Hey ‘Samu?”
“Ya?”
“Ya can be King today”.
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The smell of cedar is strong in the midnight forest as you trek with your fox-eared friends. Cicada’s chirp loudly, framing the sounds of wooden sandals and calloused feet on the grassy pathway.
“‘Saaamuuu, how long till we’re there?” You complained for the nth time that night.
Looking to the right, with a mopey face to ‘Samu, posture slouching from what seemed to be hours walking in your young body, you were interrupted by the wrong twin.
“Keep it down, ya, Froggy?! Yer gonna scare the buggies with all ya groanin’!”
Osamu flicked his plume of a tail and nipped his twin’s ear at his snappy response. Atsumu only shrugged it off, but clearly looked peeved, taking the heel of his palm and smoothing out the fur of his ears with a huff.
“We’re nearly there, Froggy. Don’cha worry ya little Froggy head, ya?”
You giggled as ‘Samu ruffled your hair like a wet umbrella. Only to giggle louder when ‘Tsumu joined in the attack- the two boys relentlessly tickling you and making you forget about your aching tiredness.
They two stopped only when spotting a scooping hill in the distance.
“C’mon, Froggy! The night waits fer no one!”
You attached yourself to the racing twins by holding on to their obi, venturing to the moonlit meadow just outside of the forest.
You sucked in a deep breath as you gazed upon the endless expanse of the glittering indigo sky. Arcs of night clouds circled the pearl moon, trees bending in a graceful embrace around the tickling sweet grass, the scent of chill and clarity enrapturing the senses. The flickering stars reflected in your irises; gleaming with some wondrous awe the two boys became utterly fascinated with, as their own sharp eyes studied your tranquil ease.
Placid lips, once silent, parted to speak- though it was clear your focus was still diverted to the summer heavens.
“This place is so…” you paused; gentle winds jostling your locks and chirping creatures filling the silence.
“Beautiful” you finished.
The sway of the long grasses caressed your body as you laid to stargaze in the meadow. The twins, still entranced by your contentment with their surprise location, sat on either side of you- mirroring cheshire grins of success lacing their canine smiles.
The more boisterous fox chirped as he flattened his arms behind his head like a pillow.
“Just ya wait. The best part hasn’t even started yet”.
You directed your starlit gaze to ‘Tsumu, wondering what else could be more magnificent than the ether above. Anticipation paid off, as in the corner of your eyes (next to a pair of smirking foxes), golden, floating, stars started to come from underneath the grass.
“They’re stars!” you burst out in excitement. You look at the faces of your two cherished friends, watching them giggle at your unlady-like outburst. They didn’t bother correcting you, as you looked like you were having too much fun hopping like a grasshopper in the meadow, a huge grin on your face as you attempted to catch the floating stars.
“‘Tsumu! ‘Samu!” you called. “Come catch the stars with me!” Atsumu was the first to wriggle his tail and pounce like a hunter towards you, tickling you as you absolutely beamed. Osamu watched on, laughing identically with his brother at your giddiness. When was the last time he and his brother had a friend like you?
It had always been him and Atsumu, facing the world together. Foxes are solitary creatures, and it’s rare that Inari, the fox goddess, would send such young kits to work in the human realm. You truly were a treasure. A glittering golden stone like the bright sun; something so ultimately precious to them, as if you were worth more than the tastiest fatty tuna onigiri or the high of winning against his brother- you were family. No longer was it two unlucky twin fox kits facing the shadows of the earthly plane- it was ‘Tsumu, ‘Samu and Froggy-forever.
“-forever” Samu turned to your voice, you and ‘Tsumu panting and tired after chasing each other, and lying in the ticklish grass.
“Let’s stay together forever” you repeated, turning to face Osamu with glittering fireflies reflected in your endless gaze.
“Forever” the twins agreed in unison.
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“Ya know, Froggy” Astumu chirped, hands lazily folded behind his fox-eared head, “Those weren’t stars, they were buggies”.
You gaped, eyes wide. “EHHHHHHH!!??”
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The last day of summer vacation came too fast, and it also just so happened to land on the rainiest day in years. The weather was torrent, trees lashing by aggressively amidst the sharp drops of rain and the howling wind. Roads were closing, trains were halted- all in fear of the upcoming storm.
“You can’t go out today sweetie, I’m sorry-” your father tried to placidate your rising temper. He gestured his hands towards you, in a friendly embrace, only for you to whip out of his grasp in anger.
“It’s not fair!” you cried, fat tears rolling down your soft face. “Why can’t I go out to see my friends?- I won’t-” you paused to catch your breath as you continued to choke on your emotions. “I won’t be able to see them for a long time!”
Battling his confusion at the mention of your unheard of ‘friends’, he ached in sympathy to see you in such a state, but your safety was his uttermost priority “Now, sweetie-”
“NO!” you stomped your foot in utter outrage. You couldn’t believe the audacity of your Pa, to try and stop you from seeing your friends-no-your family- before you left. You hardly spent the summer with our own father, as he was too busy, and now he wanted to take you away from your only reprieve of loneliness?
“You can’t tell me what to do when you’ve never been there- you- you’re barely my Pa anyways!”
Your father looked on in horror, not only at your stinging words,but your small form dashing away quickly past the paper doors and into the unrelenting storm.
“Y/N!” he shouted- you didn’t listen, quickly evading him even as he attempted to chase you on his bum leg.
The wind clawed at your tiny body- rain slicked your floral summer dress and chilled you to the bone. The bending trees, once so welcoming, were being tossed around like marbles in a dish, and the sun that watched over you all summer- gone without a trace in the pluming smoke-like clouds. You continued to run as fast as your legs could take you, every once and a while slipping on the wet stones and skinning your knees in the gritty mud. You couldn’t tell if it was the rain pouring down your face or your tears.
“‘Tsumu! ‘Samu!” you cried, eyes blurry, and snot dripping onto the bib of your yellow collar. Your socks were beyond ruined at this point, and the tears from the sharp branches and many tumbles you took, only worsened the burning sting of the raindrops and buffeting gale.
A gnarled, slippery root brought you to your bleeding knees, and you felt as if you couldn’t possibly continue any longer. You were there- at your secret hideout, but the absence of your foxy friends made your heart drop.
You were wet, bleeding, scared, and alone. Your small little paradise was crumbling, and the angels that once played such sweet melodies to lift your lonesome spirit had faded away into their now-melancolic tunes.
“Froggy!” You whipped your head with re-invigorated energy as you heard the voice of your twins. “Tsu--m mu-Sam…” you cried incoherently as they bent to hug your shivering form.
“I- I just want to go home”.
The twins looked at each other, and with a saddening, but newfound resolve, spoke.
“We can take you home, Froggy- if that’s your wish”
You nodded, feeling defeated, but also confused at how a gangle of small children would be able to pass through the bitter storm for the second time.
“Don’cha worry ya little froggy head- yer safe, with us- always-”
Chocolate eyes met yours in a teary gaze. You were caught in a spell; the familiar slitted eyes communicating their immense sadness, yet, determination as they continued explaining.
“We heard yer wish, ya know, the one about ya wantin’ to go home, and Inari sent us to fulfill this wish, as spirits of the forest”.
Osamu chimed in- “That’s what kitsune do- we grant wishes” he paused and took your frozen hands in his. You noticed he was still wearing the bandaid you put on his foot. “We can help ya, Froggy, but after, our mission will be done…and once ya step out of the forest- you’re gonna forget everything that’s happened…”
“No!” you interrupted, your gaze flicked between the two soggy-haired, solemn boys as you balked in disbelief. “N-no- I’d never forget you guys!” The tears that had slightly dried before came back tenfold as you squeezed ‘Samu’s clawed hands. “The frog pond, the buggies, sharing onigiri?? I’d never forget any of that!” you proclaimed. “We- we promised to stay together-forever! I won’t go home if I won’t remember you two- you are my home!”
“Froggy.” Atsumu silenced you, tucking the stuck hair off your forehead, to behind your ear. You had never heard the jovial boy so serious before. “Ya need to go back to your own world- to grow up in Tokyo-” “-to experience the other seasons-” Osamu added. “-to be with yer Ma and Pa and that crazy hag Ms. Maraday…” They could go on, but by the defeated look reflected in your eyes, they could tell you understood.
You shakily stood up.
“Let’s get ya home, ya, Froggy?”
With their hands joined with yours, they steadied you. Like a beautiful dance, they conjured ghostly blue flames with their spare hands and you watched as the foxfire shot up into the sky like bullets, and returned as glowing orbs leading a pathway through the forest.
Slowly, the three of you began to run through the rain, laughing as you splashed into cold puddles. This was it, the last you’d ever hear of their laughter, so you couldn’t help the tears that mixed into your giggles as they gazed upon you so fondly.
The trail of glowing sky-like fire reached an opening in the forest and you could see the engawa of your father’s summer home shadowed in the near distance.
You dug your heel into the mud and spun around right before the drop off out of the forest pathway. Your face glowed with the slick rain and the heavenly light emitting from the globes of fire that still surrounded the three of you.
The twins cried. You cried, but your signature smile overtook your face. They let go of your hands.
“I’ll never forget you two. We’re friends- forever”.
“Forever”, they agreed, smiling through their tears. You took one last look at their identical faces, tall pointed ears, and their plumes of fluffy white-tipped tails- committing it to memory. You’d remember them. That was a promise.
And with a leap, your muddied sock passed the border between the trees and the outside, and you looked back, seeing the two figures holding hands and grinning caddishly, fading away like transparent ghosts.
As you landed, you suddenly blanked. What were you doing here? You can’t remember, but all you know is that you’re wet, aching, and feel overwhelmingly empty- like something was missing.
“Y/N- thank god you’re okay-!” your Pa hugged you tightly, looking over you as you faded back into reality. Police officers, sirens, and a gaggle of old adults who bore the fireman’s uniform huddled around you and your father, making sure you were okay. You didn’t really understand what was going on, but you hugged your father tighter as your daze looked back at the empty, dark forest. You were ushered inside immediately to get warm, and though the forest seemed to have some sort of significance in your brain, you let it slip your mind as you were being coddled.
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And though you could not remember quite everything that happened during your adventures in the forest by your Pa’s home, you were left with an uneasy feeling in your gut like something was missing. As the familiar crumble of gravel marked the beginning of the journey back to Tokyo, you couldn’t help but gaze upon the slowly receding forest. The tall trees swayed mystically in an enchanting embrace like they were reaching out for you; saddened by you leaving. You wanted to reach back too- only being separated by the pane of the SUV’s car window.
To you, summer was about catching frogs, playing king-of-the-rock, gazing upon fireflies, eating fatty tuna onigiri in the summer warmth, and oddly enough- about two orange foxes with identical brown eyes. To you, the feeling of summer was like home.
The trickling streams of the frog pond, fireflies fluttering in the dimming night sky, the smell of the deep amber woods and yesterday’s rain; vibrant dusk tinting our fading summer memories.
End~
Look at them and tell me they didn't fuck (h/j)
I want nothing more than Himbo!Bokuto who’s just utterly infatuated with you.
Who can’t stop thinking about you and when he gets to see you next. Whos cock gets a little too hard when you smile at him all pretty or ruffle his hair.
Himbo!Bokuto who gets on his knees a little too quick when he’s told. It’s an instantaneous response.
Himbo!Bokuto who can’t function properly if you don’t touch him when he needs it.
Just Himbo!Bokuto❤️
keep up
hybrid au! wolf ushijima w bunny top reader — happy late Easter! MDNI
"m'sorry ushiiii... just feels so good y'know? need more.." your little fuzzy bunny ears twitched as you muttered those words into the air, too focused on the desires of yours finally being satisfied. the past three weeks have been intense. the first week was spent with you having way more energy then usual, and being super attentative to your boyfriend, which made him feel special and warm despite his cold exterior. the next two weeks were spent with you dozing off at any moment possible. once your classes were finished and practice was over, and chores were done you would always go back to your room and doze off. sometimes you would rearrange your room and bring snacks. at first he found it cute and would cuddle with you, but other times he started to feel anger rise up in his chest.
it wasn't like he could stay mad at you for very long though, especially when you would wake up and seek him out, crashing into his chest. and kissing him softly. and he would never admit it but you were so alluring to him as well, both in body and in scent.
ushijima was currently in the nest of sheets you made, sweaty body stained with countless rounds of cum. guess that was what all the sleeping and energy was needed for. "s-still! hold on,, give me a few minutes! too much!" the only time ushijima would ever be this expressive was when he was on the brink of helplessness.
"m'sorry ushiii, just need to stuff you full until you’re stuffed with my cum.. you took the next few days off, right?" his ears perked up as he nodded, stilling breaths to try and ground himself within reality.
"good, good.. i need you to be here.. with me.. so i can stuff you full.. don't you think we would be amazing parents? just need to fuck you full first.." his muscled body was on fire, and your words didn't help either. the way that your hands gripped his body and his hips, lovingly caressing the skin before diving into his tight heat, gripping his hip dips harshly. ushis eyes zoned into your fluffy ears before he closed his eyes, a muffled groan leaving his lips, a hand covering his mouth.
an uncharacteristic growl left your lips, reaching for the hand as you peeled it away, listening to the song of noises leave his lips. "just one more time.. once more then you can rest.." the tall male was so sweaty, body tingling. it felt like his brain disconnected from his body, and how his cock was sore and sensitive, yet he was being used regardless.
you claimed his lips in a heated kiss, tongues mingling before you caged him in your arms, grabbing his legs and lifting them up around your waist, body feverishly humping his ass, snarling while you grabbed onto his cock, stroking it within your hand. ushi's eyes shot open, body tensing as his hands shot to his cock, not wanting the exposure of stimulation to his cock again.
"cum for me ushi.. you can do it one more time.." you growled into his lips, pushing his hands off before panting, stilling inside of him and continuing once more, letting your body work against his, and letting the cum that you lovingly pumped into him work as lube. your hand that was on his weeping cock traveled to the surrounding skin, nails scraping against his developed abs and smooth skin to gather his cum as lube for his cock. your own release, like many of the previous before, was building up within you.
ushijima let out a strained grunt as he rolled his head, his bruised neck exposed to your eyes as he tensed, a pathetic load shooting from the tip as he panted, shallow grunts. his hands weakly reached yours as he pawed at you to stop, sleep nagging at him.
"j-just,, just a moment.." the knot you felt in your stomach burst, and you buried yourself weakly into him, chest heaving. ushijima was out cold, and you couldn't help but feel bad at how he couldn't keep up with your libido for this week.
You cheer from up close Nishinoya during a match headcanon
Nishinoya X reader
Warnings : none (oh, but I didn't proofread)
It was *that* match against Inarizaki & you knew you had to go down near Yachi & Kiyoko. Nishinoya was surely feeling pressured from being targeted for the first time.
You made your way down to where Yachi was. "Nishinoya Yuū!! Remember when you were scared to ask me out? How did you do it??" Nishinoya turned around. "I did it scared!" Escaped his lips. "Exactly! If the ball scares you then it hit it being scared!" Nishinoya looked at his teammates. "Grandfather was right! If I'm still scared then I ask for help. But sometimes I can do it myself being scared!!"
You smiled at him & he smiled back. "Remember how you fumbled & beat around the bush & asked with your face half looking down? You were scared but you still asked me. I said yes because you asked!!"
"You'd never say yes if I didn't ask! There is no hope if I don't move but little hope if I do! I LOVE YOU Y/N!" "I LOVE YOU TOO!!"
"Thank you for coming" Yachi smiled at you. "This will probably come on national television & I'll have to introduce him to my parents before we graduate high school but oh well." Nishinoya who was approaching you for a quick good luck kiss winked at you both saying "That's my girlfriend <3" You sent a flying kiss & started going back up saying "I'll see you later when you win the match :)"
"Looks like Karasuno's libero got the best motivation ever!" "We forget the players are still high school kids, ah young love!" The commentators added.
*time skip*
You went down to help Kiyoko & Yachi after the match was over. Nishinoya was making way towards the bench to sleep when he saw you. And he flopped into your arms while trying to hug you & greet you. "Sleepy baby" you giggled & kissed his temple as his eyes were drooping.
Sugawara saw you & giggled before helping you support his weight. Both of you dragged noya to the bench & you put his head in your lap as he drifted off to sleep.
You always carried a small blanket to matches knowing your boyfriend was a sleepyhead. This time too, you pulled it out & covered him & stroked his head. "You've done well love. I'm proud of you." You whispered into his ear.
*later that night*
The match highlights were on. Asahi & Sugawara were cringing at themselves. Hinata was all excited. Kageyama & Tsukishima groaned when Nishinoya came on screen. Of course they had to broadcast that scene of you trying to encourage your own boyfriend. It was a clip of you both conversing but the "I love you's" were the only audible dialogue luckily.
Later that night you were with Nishinoya for a bit before bedtime. "Thank you today Y/N... I should be a better boyfriend by not getting flustered when you are in the stands..." "I know, noya. You're worried people will blame me for distracting you if the team loses, right?" "People judge harshly, Y/N. I don't want you to be blamed for our mistakes." "I couldn't care less what people say & I don't bother if you win or lose. I just like it when your happy. And you're happy playing on the court." Both of you were holding hands but Nishinoya removed his.
You moved closer making your lips touch to initiate a kiss. It was very sweet & gentle. Your hands in his fluffy hair. His hands on your shoulders. You heard a slight sound so you pulled back. Normally Nishinoya wouldn't care of someone saw you both making out even, but he didn't want to do anything today. Especially with 2 teachers in the house.
You tucked him in bed, saying "Sleep tight Noya. You've worked hard all day." "Come to see us even tomorrow Y/N, love." "I will. Good night now <3" "Aren't you forgetting something??" "I was about to give your good night kiss omg you're such a baby!" "Yes I am. But YOUR baby!" He winked
"You better win many matches before heading home, because you'll have to meet my parents after we got exposed on TV"you laughed before kissing his forehead & nose & walking back to your room.
Haikyuu character Nishinoya as your boyfriend
You always get an extra popsicle for him (he can finish one in two bites HOW CUTE ASFHDWAK)
Loves it when you come to practices & sleeps in your lap during breaks
Rants a lot about volleyball to earn a scolding from you ("Stop being so hard on yourself Nishinoya!!")
Very big on PDA and loves posting couple pictures on social media
Worries if you are jealous of Kiyoko but relieved after you both become friends
Loves hand holding and other forms of physical touch (loud clingy babieee)
Let's his hair down in front of you & you love patting his fluffy tuft of hair
Pouts if you don't give him a good morning/good night kiss
Many study dates bcs he can't study but you both get distracted (Ennoshita the tutor ftw)
Always acts cheeky and flirty with you no matter the day
Insists you come to every match to cheer
Needs a little push to open up about difficult feelings
LOVES acting all big & protective about you but loves it even MORE when he gets babied by you
Happily wears all couple rings & bracelets
Loves teasing you that "You have a handsome boyfriend"
Regains all energy and forgets his worries for a bit when you meet him
Haikyuu character Sugawara as your boyfriend
His favourite part of the day is telling you about his day
Thought you'd be jealous of Kiyoko but he ends up jealous when you say you find her attractive too
Prefers phone calls over texts
Always cheers you on in your endeavours
Makes sure to say that he's grateful of how supportive you are about his obsession w volleyball (he feels guilty for prioritising team over you sometimes)
Laid back and not much of physical touch person (not that you both are shy, but that's just how it is)
A very mature relationship where both of you want to be tg for long
Always tries to spend quality time w you after practice
He's sometimes so tired from practice he gladly falls asleep in your lap
Would literally run and kiss you hard after a great match/ fruitful practice
Loves talking about his younger teammates as well as some opponents he's befriended
Sawamura is grateful the vice captain he leans on has someone too
Runs his hand through your hair and smiles a lot
You once washed and packed his uniform & sports gear for him, he was over the moon, wouldn't stop bragging about it to his teammates
You both gossip a little about Michimiya's crush on Sawamura for fun
Gets flustered & looks at you a lot if he's not playing on the court when you come to cheer
You once asked to try on his jersey so he's now very careful to not get it sweaty and smelly so you can wear it a lot
Tanaka & Nishinoya tease him a little about how whipped he is for you
Doesn't plan anything like cheesy couple outfits, but would absolutely wear one if you ask him to
Gently affectionate but not very big on PDA
You once dabbed his sweat after a match and he swore his heart was about jump out from his throat
More romantic and emotional intimacy than physical
Lets you paint his nails and keeps them even if his friends say the mismatched colours look funny
Cups your cheek a lot
Loves loves loves receiving cheek & forehead kisses
Too stunned to speak when you give him any gifts
You both stargaze quite a bit everytime you meet at night after his practices
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"Well, Hoyoverse is a Chinese company, obviously they're not going to make playable darker-skinned characters with actual dark skin instead of just a light tan-"
I WILL SHOVE Y'ALL FACE-FIRST INTO ARKNIGHTS AND DISLYTE UNTIL YOU STOP USING THE DOGSHIT "CHINESE COMPANY" EXCUSE.
Plus let's face it, the fact that they almost always reserve the darker skin tones for NPCs and enemies should be really bloody telling.
GON' BE OK, BABY
↳ Fandom: Haikyuu!! [Anime]
↳ Genre: angsty to comfort
↳ Pairings: Karasuno x gn!reader
↳ Characters included: Azumane Asahi, Sawamura Daichi, Tsukishima Kai
↳ Synopsis: you found out you have a fatal infection in your body and need a surgery to get it removed. When your boyfriend finds out he does everything he can to comfort you.
↳ Warnings: none...not really 😶 (other then it is reallyyyyyyy long-)
↳ A/N: helloooo!! This is my first post, so I hope u like it! Don't forget to follow and like~
#AZUMANE ASAHI:
You came home and closed the door behind you, and dumped your school bag in some corner. Honestly you couldn't care less about everything else. Not in that moment.
You sat on your bed, and encircled your stomach with your arms, pulled your knees up to your chest and planted your face between them.
And that was when the tears fell. At first slowly and then as if they tried to imitate the rain.
You had just been back from the doctors appointment and it has been decided: in a month you were going to do a surgery.
Sure, sometimes people ended up being better then before. But sometimes people closed their eyes and never opened them again. You were afraid that exactly that was going to happen to you.
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The next day you went to school, the eye bags under your (e/c) eyes virtually concerning.
You walked around like a zombie, the day passing by with everything just passing by you. Your vision was unfocused, not really listening to anything or anybody around you. You just ignored everybody, which made you look all the more like some zombie that hasn't been fed any brains lately.
"Y/n! Hold up for a sec!" You heard a voice. The voice. The voice everytime you heard, your eyes would light up in both excitement and love.
But this time it only caused you pain. Because the most frequent thought that you always tried to push away; what if you'll never see him again?
"Hey...w-what's wrong?" Asahi asked you his soft brown eyes gazing at you with worry, as he saw how dull your eyes were.
"Nothing 'sahil...I just needa go home real quick so-"
"No." He interrupted you, his arm reaching out to hold your wrist. Firmly but at the same time gentle. That was how he always treated you.
One of the many things you were maybe gonna lose in a month.
The whole day he hadn't seen you. At all. And it bugged him, because usually you'd be walking to school together, and then when the day ended he'd walk you home.
Today you didn't wait for him, instead he had waited for you before he thought that you called in sick and weren't coming to school today. You'd usually text him saying that you loved him and wished him luck, but he blamed it on your illness, whatever it could've been.
Then, in school, he found out that you had in fact come here. He spent every break searching for you, but to no avail.
He even bailed on training too.
Asahi wanted answers. "Sweetness, you've been gone the whole day, and I-I'm worried about you. You even look like you've been crying for endless hours", that you did, "And I just wanna know what's going on."
Then a thought occured to him. "Are you crying because of me?! Did I do something?! I swear I di-"
"No no!" You were quick to reassure him, grasping his arm gently. "It's jot because of you, baby. It's..." you averted your eyes from his, feeling the tears well up again, a sob forcing it's way up and out of your throat.
"Hun, what is it?" He almost whispered as he cradled you in his arms, and you told him, his eyes eventually welling up with tears as well.
"When...when is it gonna happen?"
"...in a month."
The spiker sighed, and closed his eyes to gather his thoughts, before he opened them and put both his large calloused hands on your shoulders, (we all know your smaller then him, stop arguing), and gazed at you with determination.
"Y/N, baby, sweetness, you should've told me from the beginning, so I could put those stupid thoughts somewhere far far away from your precious mind." He said with a nervous chuckle.
You looked up at him with doe-eyed surprised that he was so confident in what he was going to say to you.
"You're gonna go through this. Wanna know why?" You nodded. Yes! Yes you needed some, any kind of reassurance! Any words that told you, you were just being silly and dramatic and there was nothing to fear.
"Coz you're you. Because you're that amazing person I love very very much, and I know that as long as you can put up with me, you can put up with anything." Before you could scold him about talking himself down like that, he placed a chaste kiss on your lips.
"I love you." You told him breathlessly with tears falling down your cheeks.
Your boyfriend chuckled delighted that you were slowly but surely becoming your old self again.
"I love you too." He told you, with the most smitten look ever, before his eyes widen. "W-Wait, I-I-I didn't mean to force you to be happy! L-like if you still feel bad or something, you can totally still cry, I don't m-mind-"
And then a laugh, the sound he loved most when you were the one making it, riplled out from your body causing him to smile too.
#SAWAMURA DAICHI:
If Daichi hadn't noticed your absoloutly miserable mood when he offered you your favourite treat in lunch break, he defenitly noticed it now, when you didn't cheer him on in training, yelling out his name and doing your silly dance for him, which made him think that there was no more adorable human being then you.
You had been like that for a while now, and it started to piss the team captain off.
Not because he didn't know what the reason of your suffering was.
Not because you barely talked to him the last week or so.
But more because you didn't trust him enough to share something that bothered you with him. At least that was what he thought.
And while he wasn't exactly wrong it wasn't for the reasons he thought you had.
Frankly you just didn't want to make it harder. For whom? Probably for you both.
"All right guys! See you tomorrow!" Came the sound of your boyfriends voice, as he waved at his teammates while they got out of the gym.
And then he turned to you, all friendliness melting away as a look of pure displeasure replaced it.
A pit formed in your stomach hoping that it wasn't because of you. Hoping for that miracle that he somehow, it didn't matter how, picked up on your horrible state, both physically and mentally.
"Y/N! We need to talk." And there was his resting dad-lecture-face.
Yeah you were in trouble. "N-no I don't think we do, Dai. Let's just go home."
"Y/N...please. What's going on? You've been so distant lately, and I'm pretty sure, af least I hope so that I'm not the reason for that." He voiced his thoughts, his tone much softer this time.
Damn it, you cursed I'm your head. He knew just how to make you cave in. "No, you're right..." and so you told him about your surgery and your fear of losing everything you currently have.
You wait for his response for a long time, before two strong arms pull you into a firm chest, and you could hear your boyfriends heart.
"You're going to nail this, sugar. I'll even bail on school for you." And you both laughed.
He did do that.
#TSUKISHIMA KEI
"If you keep frowning like that, you'll look like some granny when you're only twenty, ya know?" The teasing voice of your boyfriend told you, as you two were seated at his desk doing the math homework.
If. He used the word that has been stuck I'm your sleep-deprived mind for days now. If you were going to get twenty.
If you were going to have a future.
If you were going to have a future with Kei.
The one in question turned to you curiously upon your lack of snarky comments, and looked at tour side profile, how deep in thought you looked to be in.
"Y/N."
"H-huh? What is it, Tsukki?" You asked the endless hours of staying awake in bed taking it's toll on you.
He eyed you once again, the suspicion growing by every second that passed. "What's gotten into you? You're acting weird." He commented.
And then you bursted into tears. Sobs violently shook your body, and Tsukishima was left staring at you for a good few seconds.
While you had been in a relationship for a long time now, and had your up and downs he had never seen you in such a devastated state.
It hurt him to see you like this.
And while he wasn't good at showing his love to you, often not even bothering with the effort, he hugged you bringing you from your chair to his lap and putting your head in between his shoulder and neck.
"You big baby. Watcha crying about?" He asked you, instead of a smirk, a smile resting on his face.
With a muffled voice you told him about your situation, and he understood the fear that was possesing you right now. It was about to posses him too, but then he remembered that you needed him.
"And you're crying over something as preposterous as this? C'mon we're in the 21st century. Ya ain't gonna die with the technology we have nowadays. Now sleep." He told you, when he noticed how your eyes were dropping.
"Love you, Kei."
"Yeah yeah. Love you too, I guess..."
❪ HAIKYUU <3 ❫ ❮ just things ! ⟡ ↳ bokuto, ushijima, kageyama
| just random thoughts for haikyuu boyss
❪ Bokuto ❫
- You don’t know how much he is ready to sacrifice everything for you. You know that he loves you, yet you remain oblivious at the fact that he would willingly kneel and let himself be wrapped around your pretty finger. Bokuto will worship you, despite doing actions any normal person would do, but in his eyes, you are like an angel
- He wonders what he must’ve done to be blessed by God, receiving a gift directly from the heavens: you, you, you.
- No matter what, even if his smiles change into a line, wether the impossible becomes possible, or if there would ever be a day all things go downhill, he will, and most certainly, will continue loving you.
❪ Ushijima ❫
- quiet. Ushijima Wakatoshi barely speaks, and his team knows that, perhaps it was better to keep his mouth shut instead of talking about such irrelevant topics. But then you came in, with that personality of yours, enough for him to spout nonsense without a care
- you brought out this side of him, the more open and talkative side of the stoic captain, most times you even become surprised that he leads the conversation instead of you, despite knowing that he is the silent one in the relationship
- Regardless of being known as frightening, all eyes widen when they notice the same man they whispered about being scary is holding you with his strong arms, nuzzling his nose on your hair with a soft smile as he made it clear how much he loves you, he doesn’t care about the people who watch
- “I love you, I love you... I love you, Y/n.”
❪ Kageyama ❫
- Whipped. Even just at the starting stage of having you as his crush, he is ready to give all of his effort to woo you. Buying two milk packets, claiming those two to be his yet one passerby will see it being on your table after a few minutes
- He may or may not have taken those bad advices from Nishinoya and Tanaka to heart, acting all smug towards you, even claiming to not remember your name in spite of being in the same class everyday, even being locker mates
- In the end, Kageyama turns back into his blushing and stuttering self the moment you initiate those sweet gestures he hoped he could do even if you two are alone
- It doesn’t matter if you are still his crush, or his girlfriend, his love for you never dies. Jackets always being lended to you the moment he notices you get cold, carrying you when he sees your feet start to ache from walking, all those gentlemen gestures never fail to appear in your everyday life
- Maybe, just maybe... He might even devote his life to you until his eyes open to see you walk on the isle with a smile on your face
HEY HI HELLO EVERYONE this is your lovely author , LETS GET A FEW THINGS STRAIGHT BEFORE WE START OFF wink
AUTHOR'S ONE-SHOT DRILLS :
• inconsistent writing style (pls I'm a rookie author who's just tryna stabilise themselves with how I'm gonna be writing this SOBS)
• requests are CLOSED for the time being , idk how this is gonna take off or how soon but I won't be accepting requests till a point , HOWEVER I'm open to the idea so just hang in a bit longer ;)
• IDK IF THIS IS WORTH MENTIONING OR NOT But the characters are NOT OWNED by me UNLESS STATED
• inconsistent updates cause well we've all got our lives to live and mine doesn't revolve around this,,,,yet, BUT ANYWAYS pls be PATIENT as I'm still a student and school induced stress likes to give me a good one in the gut , therefore I won't promise when a chapter will come out BUT I'll keep it as uniform as possible :)
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