archived

It is with a very heavy heart that I announce the archiving of “what am i doing???” and coffeeaddictwithproblems as a whole. This has been a long time coming, I’ve just been scared to solidify the fact and tell all of you

When I started this blog, I never thought it would get to where it is now—cliché, to say, I know, but it is so damn true. I never thought I’d get over 350 followers, let alone even hit 100 and pass that! Hell, I never thought I would get any haha

I’ve met some of you, made some super awesome mutuals and friends like Mercury/Makki and Inez (and others!) from their respective blogs, I’ve made some works that you guys absolutely fell in love with…. So much has happened. A lot was accomplished and changed, there was so much growth, and it all happened because of this little blog on Tumblr and because of all of you

For now, I’ll be letting it stay, works and reblogs and asks and all. Some posts may get deleted (mainly from me switching things over), I’ll pop in to check things out and post here and there. One day, I do plan on deleting this blog, but for now, I’ll keep it here

If you want to keep up and in touch with me, my new blog is @mattsumaki, I already have some things in the work that I hope to put out soon (fingers tightly crossed)

I’m going to miss this blog, as much stress as it caused me. And I’m going to miss each and every last one of you. Thank you, everyone, for all you did for me. I love you guys, take care of yourselves :)

Signed one last time: Zero/Ghost <3

It is with a very heavy heart that I announce the archiving of “what am i doing???” and coffeeaddictwithproblems as a whole. This has been a long time coming, I’ve just been scared to solidify the fact and tell all of you

When I started this blog, I never thought it would get to where it is now—cliché, to say, I know, but it is so damn true. I never thought I’d get over 350 followers, let alone even hit 100 and pass that! Hell, I never thought I would get any haha

I’ve met some of you, made some super awesome mutuals and friends like Mercury/Makki and Inez (and others!) from their respective blogs, I’ve made some works that you guys absolutely fell in love with…. So much has happened. A lot was accomplished and changed, there was so much growth, and it all happened because of this little blog on Tumblr and because of all of you

For now, I’ll be letting it stay, works and reblogs and asks and all. Some posts may get deleted (mainly from me switching things over), I’ll pop in to check things out and post here and there. One day, I do plan on deleting this blog, but for now, I’ll keep it here

If you want to keep up and in touch with me, my new blog is @mattsumaki, I already have some things in the work that I hope to put out soon (fingers tightly crossed)

I’m going to miss this blog, as much stress as it caused me. And I’m going to miss each and every last one of you. Thank you, everyone, for all you did for me. I love you guys, take care of yourselves :)

Signed one last time: Zero/Ghost <3

“stop that.”

it’s another normal evening at home; it’s nearly midnight and you’re in front of the sink brushing your teeth, your boyfriend right next to you doing the same.

he had been innocently looking at the mirror, several strands of wet hair falling over his headband. he was carefully slicking them back to position with his fingers, afraid it might touch his clay mask, only to be a victim to your ministrations.

you grin and giggle, staring at him through the mirror, continuing to brush your teeth. you lift your hand up again, “stop acting like you don’t like it, omi.”

sakusa sighs, deadpan and unamused, squinting at you in the mirror, “i don’t.”

you pout.

“that won’t work.”

you blink five times in succession and flash him your best attempt at puppy eyes.

“no.”

your lower lip juts out and your pout deepens, “please, baby?” you drag out the first syllable, knowing your boyfriend can’t resist you for long.

you’re right.

with another resigned sigh and a roll of his eye, “fine,” he says, adding a “i don’t know why you like to do that—”

smack!—

sakusa stumbles forward a little, grunting, surprised with how much strength you put behind that last one. he stops brushing his teeth this time and glares at you through the mirror, attempting to at least scare you a little.

it doesn’t work though, it never does; all you do is giggle and stick out your tongue before you spit out the toothpaste, “you like it.”

he scoffs at your insinuation. “why would i like you smacking my ass?” no, he doesn’t particularly like that. he doesn’t know why you like to do that either.

he likes you, he thinks (and by extension, whatever you do), but he keeps himself from saying that. the last thing he needs is to make you even more smug tonight.

but you catch sight of the slight blush tinting his cheeks and figure that out for yourself.

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but he also holds his jacket over your head while you run to the car and eats your food even when you burn it and bumps his hip with yours every time he passes you. he doesn’t say anything when you ruin one of his good pans and holds your hand while you go grocery shopping. he wipes your face with a napkin even if his own is messy and pinches your sides just to see you smile on a bad day and kisses you slow and deep as he spins you around in the kitchen by the refrigerator light.