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A little about me post because I haven't done one yet lmao!!

Aria

Likes: reading, writing, F1, Voice acting, Taekwondo, cooking

Food and drinks: anything desi, Virgin Mojito, tea, coffee, icecream, biscuits

Rules: no racism, sexism, homophobia, transphobia, political bs, Zionism etc.

Interests/Fandoms- too many

Main fandom is F1 and ZsakuVA

Andrew's simp and Zaros's desi twin and Elias's tattoo artist 🫡🤍

#f1 #writing #sakuverse #zsakuva #andrew marston #elias hoelter #zsakuva zaros

puxaagam

Zaris actor! au.

The Desi baddies at the Red carpet

bookishteagremlin

AYYY FELLOW DESI BADDIE

meraki-kiera

THE SMARTIES ONE FOR ISAAC HCS AHHHHHHH

AHH THANK YOU SO MUCHHHH 💕

i made those headcanons so long ago, i'm glad you like em 🥹

meraki-kiera

isaac rhoades headcanons

i miss him so much (the isaac drought is real) so here yall go :3

he DEFINITELY loves spooning. he is always the big spoon (unless he’s sad then he just wants to be held 🙁)

his hair is so silky and smooth because of his Japanese heritage that he needs to use 10 dollops of gel in his hair to slick it back fully

he loves cats, especially Burmese cats 🥹

he’s a studio ghibli fan because of his family watching it when he was young

stemming off of that, his favorite studio ghibli movie is probably ponyo :3 (my wife @chilliesillie’s idea)

he probably pretends to hate instant ramen or just processed foods but then one night, you’ll walk downstairs and he’s just devouring a fucking sloppy Joe like an idiot :)

he does this growly, grumpy thing in the morning if he doesn’t wanna get up and just rumbles words into the side of your neck <3

he loves watching movies (but most of his attention is on you)

he thinks a lot of couple stuff is annoying or too showy but he’ll do some (key word: some) things just to make you happy 😭

he’s a very gentle person despite his intimidating look, and handles cats very well

he has a thing for his listener in blue. that’s all I’ll say.

he LOVESSS gossip. as much as he refrains from being too sarcastic, that bitch is MEAN (you guys always make fun of people together when you go out)

I will die on this hill. he can only fall asleep with you acting as a weighted blanket on top of him now

he’s stoic but it’s so easy to get him flustered (check: Isaac’s finale)

once he gets more comfortable being outside, he enjoys going grocery shopping (side note: he’s so rich, he goes to places with like fuckass prices with CONSISTENTLY good quality shit 😭)

he has such a good spice tolerance (he can handle every. buldak. ramen. spice level.)

smarties (English ones) remind him of Andrew, bc he always got them for him 🙁

he loves true crime (self-explanatory)

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isaac hcs from our favorite isaac fiend🙂‍↕️❤️

boltalic

H 😭😭😭😭😭 hello kitty 😭😭😭😭😭😭 hello kitty daniil😭😭😭😭 daniil hello kitty😭😭😭😭😭

briarozee

You know what this got me thinking?

It's how much I love the way that in the ZSakuVA/Saquverse Tumblr community I'll always see the same people like a big family living in the same house or neighborhood.

A new or old post? Oh it's from -someone I know-. A reblog? Oh -someone I know- reblogged this from -someone else I also know-. A comment? Oh its from -someone I know- or its -someone I know- commented on the post of -someone else I also know-

LIKE THE MORE I INTERACT HERE THE MORE RECOGNIZED SOMEONE, MUTUAL OR NOT. And if it's someone new or I haven't seen this user until now I'll occasionally start seeing them once in a while or often now.

bookishteagremlin

This is so real 🤍

flezai

My two favorite Andrews in this world:

Andrew Marston and Andrew Garfield

zsakuva

Hi Saku! Hope you are doing well, I have had a few tremendous 4 weeks being surrounded by children which is not all bad but sometimes they get a bit..bratty? But I always return to Andrew's series after long days and I am so thankful for it. But anywho, how are you doing, hopefully breaks have helped! I do have three questions,

1. What would you say Andrew's spice level would be?[Not the food kind, you don't need to answer this but my friend dared me to :,)]

2. Do you have your own versions/sonas of listener?

3. Sakuverse characters and you as different tea flavours/types and why?

That's it!! Have a good day Saku!! 🤍☕🖤

Quite spicy.

Nope. They shift frequently.

I don't do character lists because I have so many, but for me, I'd have to say genmaicha because of my love of popcorn.

Hii so I wrote this because I was bored and I love domestic friendships hope you enjoy!! And take breaks and i also wrote this because I am a workaholic 😅☕🤍

@zsakuva hope you like it lol

Long Days

A Sakuverse fic

Characters: Andrew Martson and Isaac Rhoades

Summary: Andrew has been overworking himself at the University and at his manuscript and he is absolutely overworked and Isaac notices and has enough of seeing him work himself to the ground and does something about it.

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Andrew steps into the quiet, neatly furnished house. His tie loosened around his neck, shirt wrinkled with hours of manuscripts and grading papers, his jacket slung over one shoulder and the top two buttons of his shirt unbuttoned and his hair slightly messy and his glasses sat skewed on the bridge of his nose. His eyes dark, laced with exhaustion and his eye bags visible from a meter away. His body is stiff and tenser than usual, that of a man who overworked to his limit and not wanting to show it. He took off his shoes and put them on the shoe rack and took off his jacket and hung it in the coat rack and sat his briefcase down on the console table drawer. He exhaled from his nose and walked into the living room thinking he was alone. He froze in his tracks when he saw the devil in a mahogany T-shirt, grey sweatpants, an expensive Rolex watch and with his fairish/tan skin and brown hair and piercing brown eyes, watching like a hawk from the experience that comes with being a private detective. The devil was none other than his best friend, although he would say friend in public Isaac Rhoades. His eyes narrowed in annoyance. “Hello, how did you get in here and why are you here Rhoades?” He asked, voice clipped. Isaac just chuckles and brings his hand up and a shiny object dangles from his pointer finger. “The spare keys to your house Andrew, you've been my friend since college. I'm here because I have to discuss something interesting I noticed.” Andrew sat down on the settee and gestured to Isaac to start talking. “So..are you doing okay Andrew and answer me honestly.” “I'm doing okay Isaac, don't worry about me.” At that Isaac's eyes narrowed and stood up and went in front of Andrew and put his hand on his shoulder. “Andrew. Don't lie to me. I know you and you are overworking yourself to the ground and I will make sure you take care of yourself because I have had enough of your bullshit and you will listen to me. No arguments.” Andrew sighed and nodded his head in resignation as there was no winning with him.

Andrew stood up and Isaac and him made their way to Andrew's bedroom.

Isaac made Andrew lie on the bed as he adjusted the pillows and blankets. He left the room and came back with a white t-shirt, grey boxers, a tray of warm raspberry tea, aspirin, paneer tikka masala with rice, washcloths and a pack of gas station Welch's yogurt covered strawberries and blueberries. He set the tray down on the bedside table and tossed the clothes at Andrew.

“Change into something comfortable, the work attire is making my eyes sore.”

He said half exasperated and amused.

Andrew came out of the ensuite and changed into some casual loungewear.

“Finally something other than a stick up your arse..” Isaac said playfully and earned an eye roll from Andrew. “Yeah, yeah I get it, my suffering is your entertainment.” Andrew retorted, sounding pissed but his eyes showed otherwise. Isaac then guided him to a comfy chair he had in the corner and made him sit down, he grabbed a wet washcloth and put it on the back of Andrew's neck, and took two more and placed it on his shoulders. He then put his hands on Andrew's forehead and started gently but firmly massaging his pressure points. Andrew grunted and winced. “What are you doing..?” Andrew asked, in between grunts and his voice was rough, strained. “Helping you and intervening before your body collapses from being an idiot.” Isaac murmured and moved his hands to the base of his neck, by the collarbone and kneaded, targeting stiffer points Andrew hadn't even realized were stiff, as time went by, he moved onto his shoulders, back of his neck, and his entire back. “You got to stop tiring yourself out, your body is practically screaming for release and relaxation. That's not what I expected from you specifically..you got to take care of yourself genius..” his voice filled with worry and concern underneath that steel, cold voice. He got up and brought the food, snacks, aspirin and the tea, which is still hot along with the food so he must've made the food and steeped the tea before he came home.

“Here take the aspirin and tea, be careful and eat the damn paneer tikka masala and rice that I almost burned your kitchen down making.” Andrew grumbled a thanks and started eating the curry and rice, the flavours soothing and comforting. After he finished it, he took a sip of the tea, the tartness and sweetness being a perfect balance and he popped the pill and swallowed it as the tea acted like a chaser.

Andrew was munching on the Welch's and he was almost falling asleep as Isaac was on his laptop typing away at something.

Soon, his eyes felt heavy and he closed them and dozed off. Maybe the work can wait and all he needed was a bit of a push and some TLC from his friend.

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