MAI✮⋆˙ any prns. 17 ! a well written greek tragedy.. tim drake’s biggest relater. percy jackson’s fav seashell. leo valdez’ partner in crime <9 Dionysus’ favorite kid + Aphrodite’s best legacy. Amphitrite's wave rider. Apollo's little poet ! connor stoll’s treasure <9 #1 c.a.s. fan ever !! new york’s strongest soldier. world’s best (clumsiest) surfer. part time cabin 15 resident. undercover swiftie. . .
summary; getting your wisdom teeth removed is basically hell on earth, but at least mentally prepping for it isn't so bad with the help of your boyfriend :3
note; depending on when i post this im either ABOUT to get my wisdom teeth removed or already got them removed T^T nonetheless, i had to drop this banger because my tumblr posts are just a bunch of self indulgent works >×< this is kinda short like 1k words ?, but i was busy prepping for post-op, so my apologies :<c warnings; medical procedures, light cussing (hell, shit,), death mentioned but in the dramatic"omg im gonna die..." kinda way, petnames, and uhhh that's all ! hope everyone enjoys
tags; @ruelovestimdrake
Tim was a practical guy, it came with the territory of being Red Robin. When you were nervous, he handled it with an odd sense of ease and that sarcastic humor of his. It was comforting to say the least. And right now ? You needed every bit of that sarcasm to get you through the day.
You had a wisdom teeth removal in less than 24 hours and you had somehow convinced yourself it was the end of the world. But, Tim in all his laid-back glory, was trying not to laugh too hard at you panicking for what he deemed “no reason.” So, here you were, sitting on his bed going on and on about why this was going to be absolutely horrible.
"You've been freaking out about this for 3 days straight. Nothing is going to happen, dude," Tim chuckled before handing you your bottle of water. He had a little bit of the point, but your brain was telling you he was completely and utterly wrong about it. Which was not helpful..
"Okay, but what if something DOES happen ? Then what," you countered, cracking open the water bottle with a scowl.
It wasn't like you didn't know how simple a wisdom tooth extraction was, in fact you were more than certain that everything would work out 100% fine without any problems, but the paranoid part of you was telling you that the dentists were going to screw something up and it was going to go downhill. Tim squinted his eyes at you, and you squinted right back at him before slowly crossing your arms.
For the past week since he learned about you getting your operation, he had been doing deep dives on everything to make sure you recovered properly and didn't end up with dry socket. Hell, he had done so much searching, he could've performed the surgery himself at this rate. Because for some reason, in his little nerd brain, his solution to the unknown was to become an expert on it in less than 24 hours.
And, at first ? It was helping you not be overly concerned. He would talk you out of spiraling over what the anesthesia even did, tell you tips on how to reduce swelling, and even how long you were going to have to recover based on your own personal health things… you tried not to think about why he knew that because it was probably better that way.
But somewhere along the way, it didn't help anymore. And you got way too in your head about every single little thing that could happen. What if you got dry socket ? What if you got an infection ? Worse, what if you got nerve damage ?
“I'm serious. Dentists are trained professionals, they know what they're doing. If they didn't, they wouldn't be doctors.”
“That’s what everyone's telling me, but sometimes people cheat in medical school.”
Tim sighed, knowing it wasn't that you wanted to think about the worst case scenario, you just couldn't help BUT think about it. Nobody took medical procedures well, it was pretty common not to want people poking and prying inside of your body. Still, he knew better than to think logic worked better than fear.
“You're not going to die and nothing's gonna happen to you, love. It's statistically unlikely.” His voice was smooth, like it was his first time reassuring you and not the 18th. How could he be so calm when you were one more fear mongering google search away from an aneurysm.
“Shit happens all the time that's considered statistically unlikely. Like.. that's the entirely plot of Final Destination. What if I'm the one in a million chance,” you exclaimed, dramatically collapsing into Tim's lap. His hands went straight to your hair as always, and his eyes softened a bit over just how distraught you seemed to be over this.You both sat in silence for a bit, something that wasn't uncommon for you two, but tonight it felt more nerve-wracking than ever.
“You know what I think ?”
“What ?”
He shifted a bit from where he was sat so you could lay a bit more comfortably.
“I think a lot of your fears are rooted in ‘what-ifs’ and not solid proof.”
He was right, obviously, when wasn't the big great detective Tim Drake right ? You had reason to believe something could go wrong, sure, but you didn't have any proof any of it WOULD go wrong.
“Most issues with wisdom tooth removal are post-op, so it's more on you than the doctors as long as your following directions,” he started, his free hand finding yours like a habit, “and infections are easily treatable with antibiotics.”
Tim listed all the statistics, things that were solid and not just “what-ifs.” It eased your nerves a little, not completely, never completely. But it was enough to make you not feel trapped in your own mind.
“I know you're scared, trust me, I think it would be so much weirder if you weren't.” You slowly say up as you giggled at the words, which was probably the first time you'd laughed this entire conversation- maybe even this entire week from how stressed you'd been.
“I think if I didn't lose my cool over this, it'd be my evil twin replacing me.”
“That sounds about right, you have the nerves of a baby rabbit, it's a miracle you're not losing hair from all your anxiety.”
And somehow, the ability to joke came easier. The weight of being under surgery was still there, but it felt less like a burden that you had to deal with alone. It felt like a burden that you would be carrying with someone you loved, someone who had gone out of his way to do a PhD dissertation worth of research just to calm your nerves about something as simple as wisdom teeth.
“And think about it like this, when you're done, you can eat as much ice cream as you want”
“That's true-”
“...And I can make fun of you for saying something stupid while you're drugged.”
You threw a pillow in his face, furrowing your eyebrows, but you didn't last long before you fell into a giggling fit. Tim followed right behind you, shoving your shoulder with his own.
And maybe surgery was scary, but at least you had a nerdy boyfriend who would stick by you no matter what ! Even if that meant your dignity was at risk after you woke up from it all.
THE FIC HAS BEEN MADE AND POSTED + it's right here >×< thank you to all the kind chaps that inspired me to actually write this because i haven't written a proper fic in eons it feels like T^T
mwhahaha ask and you shall receive anon here it is ----> blehhh ! surprised by how many people actually care about him but this was super fun to write even if it's not my best work :3
summary; summer school is a drag.. but, having an insanely genius boyfriend tends to ease the pain ! just a little (≧▽≦)
notes; a girl has summer school again and i think i might actually lose my entire mind, but my delusions+ adoration for my favs shall push me through ! also peep the new fic set up !! not many warnings except maybe stress, insecurities regarding intelligence, cursing (ass, shit), chemistry AND geometry (i love science but chem is so so confusing T^T), and pet names (rose, love, pretty boy, pretty girl) that's all >×< enjoy my self indulgent nonsense that was NOT proofread at all !
Summer school was totally kicking your ass to put it lightly. Geometry was complicated, chemistry had too many words, and computer science was hardly even a class that needed to be taken online- But here you were, sat in front your laptop at the dining room table of Wayne Manor.
"This is soo boring.. Can't you just do it all for me," you asked Tim before burying your face in your arms.
"You know you kinda need to know this shit to graduate highschool.. right ?" Jerk.
"Yeah, I know. Doesn't make it any less tedious ! When am I ever gonna care about the circumference of a circle ?"
Objectively, the material should have been easy. It was stuff you had gone over already and Tim had attempted teaching it to you before. But, for whatever reason, the content never stuck. You weren't stupid by any means, but you couldn't help but feel a little dumb when it came to this. Especially in comparison to your genius mastermind of a boyfriend.
Tim had always been smart. He was top of his classes, in accelerated courses, and could technically graduate early if he wanted to. Yet here he was, helping you figure out basic concepts like you had never seen them before.
"I know it's hard, but I promise it'll be easier as we go. Alright, pretty ?"
After a bit, you sat up and looked up at him, like really looked at him. There was a soft sense of compassion in his eyes, not to be confused with pity. He hated seeing you stressed like this, especially because he knew better than anyone that you were astonishingly capable of completing the work. Still though, capability didn’t change stress and stress didn’t help much in making you know you were capable.
“Here, let’s make a bet.”
“A bet ? How is that gonna-” You started before being promptly shushed by Tim. Again, jerk.
“If I help you with this topic and you still fail the quiz, I’ll personally handwrite the notes for you instead,” he suggested, pushing his case files to the side, “but, if I help you and you pass the quiz, you gotta do everything by yourself.”
You groaned at the latter, knowing it was completely reasonable, but c’mon everything ? Tim’s bet was understandable—he was a fairly rational person after all—and you knew there was nothing inherently wrong with it. Yet, you couldn’t help but think he’d believe you were an idiot if you failed again.
“And you promise you won’t be mad if I tank the assignment, right ?” To anybody, the question would sound weird. I mean, why would your boyfriend be mad at you for failing a chemistry test ? But to you, it made perfect sense. Tim had his own stresses to deal with; he had cases to solve, bad guys to take down, and all the other things he had going on… like being chained up all time or something ? Whatever teenage boys do in their free time.
“I would actually rather fight Bane with no prep time than be disappointed in you, rose. Honestly, I’d be more mad at myself for not explaining it properly.” It was times like this you realized just how much Tim loved you.
You nodded at the words, trying not to tear up at just how sincere he was being about this whole thing.
“Okay, deal. But I’m serious, if I fail this I might drop out of school.”
“I strongly doubt you’d actually do that, but whatever makes you happy.”
And so, you both sat at the dining room table for an hour and a half talking about adjusting coefficients, the law on conservation, and even once if you could beat Tim in a fight… the answer was only yes because he’s a sucker when it comes to you. And even though it was grueling work, spending time with him was relaxing. Much more relaxing than it would have been if you were doing this alone.
“Okay, do you remember why you have to balance the equation ?”
“Because it uh makes sure that there’s an equal amount of atoms, yeah ?” Tim nodded in response before asking a million more questions to ensure you were genuinely understanding the material and not just guessing. It was just more boring stuff like:
“Do you change the subscripts ?” and “Do you start with the common elements or unique ones ?”
After the repetitive questioning, it started to click, not because Tim was a good teacher, he wasn't, but because he had a nice voice and was patient every step of the way. That was about the only thing helping this whole ordeal make sense.
“So ! You think you’re ready for that test,” Tim asked, but that sly grin on his face told you it was more of a “you will do it” than a “do you want to do it.” So, you grumbled around your breath as you opened back up your laptop to access the quiz. Tim slipped his hand into your free one, acting like he was completely relaxed, but he was just as nervous about how this quiz was going to go.
While you took the test, Tim held your hand the entire time and ran his thumb over your knuckles whenever he could tell you were overthinking a question. Alfred had wandered into the dining room at some point—likely to see if you and Tim were still alive down here—before turning around immediately when he saw the piles of chemistry notes scattered on the table. It was probably for the best considering you were on the brink of losing your mind over this.
After a solid 30 minutes, you had finished the test. And while you weren’t too confident about getting a 100%, at least it was finally over.
“I’m closing my eyes, and your hitting submit for me,” you prompted, turning to look at Tim with upmost seriousness, “I will seriously throw up all over the place if I failed this.”
“You’re not going to fail, I promise. Even if you don’t get an A, you didn’t fail that bad. When have I ever lied to you ?”
“When you said you weren’t going to touch another monster for a month last week.” He had, infact, drank over 7 monsters that week after saying that. He rolled his eyes, pressing a soft kiss to your temple before looking back into your eyes.
“That doesn’t matter now. I swear, you aren’t going to fail this, but if you’re scared then fine, I’ll submit it for you, pretty.” He pulled your laptop closer to him, using his free hand to navigate to the big old submit button. You buried your head in his shoulder, crossing the fingers of your free hand as if it would somehow change the outcome. Tim was probably right, you couldn’t have possibly failed that bad. I mean, you got all the trivia questions he asked right, you only got answers that were available for the multiple choice equation questions, and you remember the terms for the vocab questions. That was at least grounds for a high C, wasn’t it ?
You heard Tim click down on the mouse, then he left out a soft hum. Any normal person would’ve just said “you passed” or “you failed.” Unfortunately for you, you were dating a not so normal guy.
“What ? Did I fail ? You can’t just go “hm” and expect me to know what that means,” you whinged, pulling your face out of his shoulder and choosing to tug on his sleeve instead.
“Well, I mean, if you think a 98% is failing then, yeah, you failed pretty bad dude.” A 98% ? This whole time you had been stressing over a topic and you got a 98% on the quiz ? You had to be kidding yourself. You snagged the laptop from Tim, who was trying his absolute best to hold back his laughter, and there it was. A big fat “98%” gracing the screen.
So, you did what any sensible girl would do and turned to give Tim the biggest kiss he had probably ever gotten in his life. He let out a little surprised noise before just accepting his fate. Because sure, ow you had to do all your assignments on your own since you proved you were more than capable of doing the work, but there was something pretty damn exciting about passing the world's hardest class because of your dork of a boyfriend !
"..Sooo, that means I win the bet, don't I ?"
"You really know how to kill a mood, don't you, Drake ?"
warnings; none :3
author's notes; heyyy.... how y'all doing- ermm i realized that i sorta abandoned this acc when junior year hit, so i deeply apologize T^T im probably gonna be ENTIRELYYY revamping my set up here, so stay tuned for that too :3c but yes yes im officially a speech n debate nerd + my haikyuu phase is back in full swing, so take this very self indulgent work >×<
IWAIZUMI HAJIME
ngl.. he kinda feels like he'd be a debate nerd to me.. (maybe it's because of how much bickering he does with Oikawa)
that being said !! i think he'd be the BEST to go to whenever you want to practice rounds outside of class/club >×<
he will literally quiz you while he's practicing just to give you the allusion of being in an actual debate round ! (that kinda, come up with an answer on the fly stuff)
i also think he'd be a really good critiquer for your speeches ! specifically if you do original oratory
he ALWAYS shows up to your award ceremonies even if you don't place because he knows how much it means to you
that being said, if you do win, he takes you out for ice cream so you can celebrate
if you don't win... he takes you out for ice cream so you can ignore your frustration AND so you can gossip about how one of the debaters used chatgpt mid-round (real story, and it was one of my friends T^T)
LOVESSSS when you let him help you write about neg cases, especially if the topic is controversial
for exampleeee, if your arguing how moral owning nuclear weapons is (aka my current lincoln douglass topic !) he's arguing that it's totally moral
all in all, he's your #1 supporter and he is the BEST out of everybody when it comes to actually practicing with ! 10/10 (◍•ᴗ•◍)
KUROO TETSURO
absolutely no one could tell me that Kuroo would not be a PHENOMENAL debater if he wasn't a volleyball player
like, i just know he'd love doing either congress or lincoln douglass !! he'd thrive in that almost one-on-one kinda thing
that being said, he (like everyone on here) is an EXPERT when it comes to helping you prepare for tournaments !
he moreso helps you with practice rounds than actually writing cases, but if you really need his help, he'll do his best !
this is really a side bar, but i think he'd like dressing up all fancy for tournaments just to show off T^T
anyways, moving on ! Kuroo probably brags about having a "super smart partner" who could "beat anybody in a debate, any day of the week"
which, may or may not be true, but he simply likes gassing you up when it comes to your debate abilities !
if the topic is on something he knows a TON about, he will absolutely debate you to the GROUND on it just to prove a point- lovingly of course !
makes a big show of it whenever you win an award because who is he if not being the loudest person on the room when it comes to cheering for you ?
in all, he's a great chap when it comes to practice rounds and awesome when it comes to support ! 12/10 (≧▽≦)
AKAASHI KEIJI
out of everyone in here, he's the best at EVERYTHING !!
need someone to proofread your speech ? he's already going over it ! need someone to critique your POI performance before a tournament ? he's already sat down in front of you !
he really likes helping you write speeches and cases, like so much so that you think he should just join speech and debate so he has something to do-
oddly good at helping you practice rebuttals ! and SUPER good at helping you prepare for opponents that take cross-ex really seriously
he's also great out setting up flow sheets for some reason ?? says they "just make sense" and doesn't explain any further than that
sometimes does practice debates with you on silly topics to ease your nerves before a tournament !
tries to come to award ceremonies, but always brings you flowers the next day if he can't make it !
with Akaashi being your #1 fan, comes Bokuto also being your #1 fan ! sometimes he brings you protein bars the day of your tournaments so you don't forget to eat
i also think Akaashi is crazy good at picking out your outfit for the tournament ! very good at the whole, nichely formal kinda vibes !
since im CRAZILY biased towards him, he gets a 1000/10 on the best boyfriend ever scale, he's an expert at the whole speech and debate thing and is an excellent helper (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧
I HAVE BEEN RELEASED FROM MY EDUCATIONAL SHACKLES !!! which meansss i can finally start writing again :3 so uhh reqs are open once more ! i missed all my muts so hi guys and i hope nobody thought i abandoned this account T^T
Hi, I'd like to know your opinion. We know Leo isn't the best with pick-up lines, but if it were the case with a daughter of Poseidon, he would try to use lines from mermaid or pirate series.
this lowkey depends on like.. the vibes of the daughter :3 BUTTT i think he tends to lean towards mermaid side of things !
warnings; no warnings except for like.. slight cussin' and mentions of vomit..(i personally hate it so-)
author's notes; ignore the fact i've technically already done this.. BUT it's opening night for me tmrw and my glorious king has been wracking my brain ! sooo consider this a part 2 if ya will !
"I might actually hurl, Leo. What if I screw up my lines ?!"
It was the opening night of your play, and you sure there had to be a thousand people out there, all waiting to see you flop. You were pacing back and forth with your script in hand.. definitely not stressed at all.
Leo snickered, quickly fixing one of the lights that had decided to break on-quite literally-the most important night of your life.
"Relax, babydoll ! You've made it this far, yeah ? I'm sure- no, I know you'll do just fine," he hummed, smirking to himself when the busted bulb finally turned back on.
Sure, he was right. He'd been going over lines with you for months at this point. How could you possibly mess it up ?
"I know, you're right.. you always are. But it doesn't help that everyone else is freaking out ! I'm pretty sure half the cast is dreading this. Especially scene four-" you started muttering to yourself, scowling down at your script.
Leo put his hands your cheeks, gently turning you to face him. He was always good at comforting you. Maybe it was because he was equally as nervous.
To be fair, he did have almost the entirety of the lighting setup depending on him, so you couldn't blame him if that was the case.
"Listen, I love you, but you're getting in your own head. You're gonna get up there, give it hell, and later ? We'll go get your favorite dessert to ease those nerves," he said, his voice was soft-yet steady and sure. "So, quit stressing yourself out before you actually vomit... you've done it before-" he teased, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead.
You nodded in agreement, rolling your eyes at his little "joke". Even if you had heard him say it a million times before, he was pretty damn good at getting you to relax and not wrack your brain.
"Thanks, Leo.. You're always pretty good at calming me down, huh ?"
He shrugged with a softer smile, turning around to go back to fixing up some of his stuff.
"Eh, I was going to have to get used to it.. I knew dating a theater kid would be too much drama !"
"Bad joke. Now I'm stressed again."
"Oh, come on !"
You both fell into a laughing fit, all of the stress for the upcoming hour slipping away for a bit-until your director called you over from across the stage. You gave Leo a quick kiss on the cheek before rushing off.
"Break a leg, hun !" He called out, blowing you a kiss you couldn't see.
Maybe you were a little bit of extra drama... but he was sure he wouldn't trade it for the world.
heh.. my school's having a sea themed dance tmrw.. THAT MEANS PERCY JACKSON FIC OR HEADCANONS COMIN' OUT🗣 andd probably a leo fic since my play is soon :3c
uh uh hi blog i haven't touched in months.. (quite literally) this is for the people in my reqs that asked for things, unfortunately my reqs are closed as of rn and im so so sorry to anyone that requested stuff before i officially made that change but i really don't wanna take a req and do it poorly like i did for my last couple posts (i'd rather do stuff that's literally just brain dumping poorly than smth someone would actually enjoy, y'know ?), im sorry lovelies :< BUT I PINKY SWEAR REQS WILL OPEN BACK UP SOON AND I'LL WORK ON THE WHEN THEY DO !!!
warnings; none !
author's notes; as previously stated, i have yet to watch uptown girls. however, she seemed really fun to pair with percy sooo :3
oh how could he NOT love you !?!?
sure, your a wee bit clumsy and scatterbrained, but you have, quite literally, the biggest heart imaginable !
the first thing he noticed about you was undeniably your fashion sense.. i mean, not many people are walking around camp half-blood in an overly colorful overall dress and cowboy boots.
no one except you of course, which was what drew him into so much
so, once he started to get to know you, he realized that most of your clothes were from your mother who had passed
which probably broke his heart more than anything because he didn't know how to comfort you since he really couldn't imagine not having his mom, but he did his best :3
speaking of her, she LOVESSSS you like LOVES.
that woman treats you like she birthed you herself, to the point most conversations between sally and percy when yer gone are like
"is your ---- coming over ?" "how has ---- been ? i don't see them enough" "would ---- like some cookies ?"
yeah, she adores you.
anywho, thrift shopping dates out of whim because neither of you have good self control. you pick out the good stuff and percy picks.. anything that looks slightly interesting to him !
oh ! and picnics in central park ! or the strawberry fields ! or literally any other place in the sun-
has to help you at least 9 times a week keep up with chores and just overall responsibilities-
like he totally has a chore chat + fun lil stickers dedicated strictly to you and whatever you have to do
but ! you both have insanely quick thinking, so it kinda makes up for it
i fear you gift him random trinkets (oh how i love trinket coded readers...) for fun ! like he has a stained glass fish lamp because of you and he loves it more than almost anything
dare i say that your imagination is probably the thing keeping him going the most ?
like, hearing you talk about all the things you want to do once you leave camp gets him through all of the dumb quests and school assignments more than any other motivations
IM FINALLY DONE WITH SLACKING OFF ON REQS !!!!!!!!!! a bit.. BUT ! i can finally write stuff specifically for me and my like.. 3 mutuals who know my current hyperfixations :3 YIPPEEEE
warnings; death ?? but what else did you expect ?
author's notes; to the people who keep requesting connor.. thank you. i owe you my life, he's SOOOO fun to write
personality wise, crazy duo.. godly parent wise, makes sense !
i mean, Hermes does take souls to the Underworld after all !
ANYWHO ! i feel like connor would be like wayyy too into trying to talk to ghosts and what not
like- he has definitely asked you at least thrice if you can bring napoleon back from the dead.. each time you say no and he acts shocked
nico doesn't actually mind that he shows up like every single night
besides, he was one of the first people to be super nice to nico, so sometimes he comes to the Hades cabin just to hang out with him when yer busy ! :3
dare i say he finds little antique trinkets whenever he leaves camp to bring back to you ?? absolutely.
thinks the fact you keep little bones in your pocket at all times for "emergencies" is kinda rad
but it ABSOLUTELY freaked him out on your first date-
which was probably a little nighttime picnic :3c
idk he just feels like a picnic guy
met your dad on a quest and nearly pissed his pants before realizing he was actually pretty chill-
plus, your dad is basically his second dad since Hermes does NOT check on his kids.. Hades is perfectly okay with this tho !
made you a little necklace out of a cool piece of onyx he found (don't ask, he just found it) and if you take it off he falls to his knees dramatically asking if you even love him anymore
has a little skeleton plush named Jeremy and you guys have legal custody over it
whenever you get in fights, he takes it to his cabin because "im not leaving my son with a backstabber >:("
and by backstabbing he means you decided to go on a quest with percy instead of him T^T
oh i am.. so late with this.. dear gods i promise this was something i wanted to work on anon T^T
warnings; none !
author's notes; excuse to write for annabeth and piper ?? flip yeah ! wanted to add rachel but idek if i can write her well...
ANNABETH CHASE
oh what doesn't annabeth love about your music ?
nothing. she literally loves everything about it.
she learned a crazy amount about whatever instrument you play, so that she could help you take care of it !
also knows a crazy amount of history on said instrument.. like she can tell you when, where, and how it first originated
never really requests you to learn any songs since she knows it takes forever, but appreciates the fact you learn songs she listens to on loop regardless !
asked you to teach her one time. and only once because she got frustrated and quit.. she now leaves all musically involved things to you !
if you're in a band or anything PLEASE KNOW that she is coming to every gig and rehearsal. there is zero question about this
1000/10 loves you and your music :3c
PIPER MCLEAN
starting off, she canonically sings incredibly well so this is like best match possible
you kinda have to encourage her to sing more though since she's pretty self-conscious about it !
on the contrary to annabeth, she actually does ask if you can learn certain songs ! which are almost always songs that remind her of you, and you are very aware of that
slightly knows how to play the flute since she learned it growing up ! doesn't play as much because.. demigod activities get in the way
but ! you lowkey inspired her to start playing again, so sometimes you have duets
dare i say she attempted to learn whatever you play so you guys can bond ? yes. yes i do !
but, she usually just lays next to you and hums whatever song it is your playing
100000000000000/10 i don't talk about her enough but i LOVE her.
uhhh 2/4 drafts down.. 2 to go !!! also, my apologies to anyone that recently sent in reqs, i literally can't get myself to write due to just life.. unless it out of whim T^T but i swear i WILL get to them eventually !
