First it was a night spent at her place, then one at yours and so on, never really saying goodbye to each other. Legs tangled beneath the sheets, under the excuse of clothing feeling too ‘stuck’ with the tossing and turning in bed, leaving both of you wearing only your undergarments.
Lingering touches against skin lead to lashes fluttering closed and lips that upon meeting yours, they leave behind a feeling that makes you want more. Her ear meets your gasp when her soft lips suck on your neck and hard nipples bump against one another.
Sometimes the first thing you wake up to is the sight of her back, where you want to trace your lips until you reach the crumpled bedsheets around her hips and move back to kiss from her navel all the way to her nipples that harden at the touch of the cold air when she turns and stretches in her sleep.
There are other times where you wake up to Arlecchino's face, sleeping soundly and you find yourself getting lost in her beauty, wanting to trace your finger on the slope of her cheek and the dorsum of her nose.
Other times you wake up from the soft caress of fingers on your thigh, making your lashes flutter, “Hello, beautiful. I didn't mean to wake you.”
And every single time, you can't help the smile on your face and the dreamy sigh that passes your lips when you finally kiss her.
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You push Leviathan to the ground, caging him with your arms kabedon-ing him. Then the words start to fall.
“You are a worthless waste of space and a disgusting freak.”
He can sense a mix of anger and disgust in your words, the frown on your face gets deeper as you keep talking to him. Leviathan takes silently everything you tell him, listening to every insult with his eyes closed and his pants slid down his thighs.
“The only reason I talked to you was because I felt sorry for you.”
“I know otakus have a reputation of being lame but you really took it like it’s your job.”
“You are a burden to everyone who meets you, whether that's in-game or in person.”
You can see the shudder in his body, and how his chest rises and falls with writhing gasps.
“You are such a loser even your name starts with an ‘L’.”
A wet patch of precum forms on his underwear and you are sure it would be sliding down his cock had he taken his undergarment off.
“I have to take a shower after kissing you because just touching you makes me sick.”
A gasp elicits from his mouth and he feels his breathing short of stopping.
“My life was better when I didn't know you.”
A broken whimper, his voice is the quietest you have ever heard it.
“Red.”
Then everything stills.
Your fingers touch the tips of his, touching him just enough to give him space while letting him know you stay close. When his fingers wrap around your hand to give it a squeeze, that's when you take it as your cue to hold him; extremely observant of how he reacts at your touch.
Once his breathing has slowed down you kiss his temple while you rub soothing circles on his arm. “How are you feeling?”
“You really think that about me?”
Your eyes widen, “What? Of course not! See,” stretching your arm to retrieve a notebook with scribbles on it, you hand it to him. “I listed everything I liked about you and turned it into their evil versions.”
He reads the line where you wrote the thought process of what you had told him: «W boyfriend → L boyfriend ; L–eviathan»
He laughs bitterly at the thought that you had put so much thought into this and he ruined it by letting it get to him, “That one was kind of funny though.”
“You think so? I had a couple more left and if you still wanted more I was planning to spit on you—” “Ngh.”
Oh, crap, he didn't moan in his mind.
“Levi?” He turns to hide his face in your neck, the thought of looking at you in the eye too much to bare. “It's not that I didn't like it at first and I appreciate that you did this for me.”
“But the last two... Those were too much, I think.”
You whisper a soft ‘Noted’ before scratching the mean sentences he didn't like off your list and tossing the notebook elsewhere.
“You know why I told you those?” You subtly maneuver around him, so he is laying once again on the soft cushions. His mind tries to tell him it's because it's how you really feel about him and that's why he doesn't answer you; saying that out loud would make it too real, it would be a confirmation of every self doubt he has.
“It's because every day I think of how lucky I am that I met you and even after all the time we have been together I still get giddy when you kiss me or hug me or we link fingers.” Your words make him blush intensely and Leviathan tries to hide it by covering his face with his arm but you won't let that happen.
You kiss him where you can: his temple, his forehead, his other temple. Just a few kisses that distract him enough for you to pull his arm down and carefully cradle his face in your hands.
You kiss his forehead once again, then the tip of his nose, then each of his cheeks and finally you kiss his lips, giving them a soft peck until you feel him smiling into the kiss.
“Now if you let me, I want to let you know you everything I like about you and how much I love you.” You start undressing yourself, taking your top off first and making his cock twitch again in his pants.
You don't need a notebook for the praises you are going to whisper against his skin. You can just speak from the heart.
BONUS
Your fingers play with his bangs, “Are you feeling better?” Leviathan nods and the soft smile he gives you lets you know he is feeling better. “Can you do the spitting thing another time? In my mouth?”
“Sure! Want me to surprise you or will you let me know when you want me to do that?”
“Surprise me, I think that—” Ptui
Throwing his head back, he moans when he feels your spit on his tongue. Another moan, this one even louder goes past his mouth when he licks his lips and can feel it on his bottom lip, his tail wagging in excitement as he hides his face in your chest—When exactly had he turned into his demon form?
The sunlight peeking through the curtains invites you to stay longer in bed, basking in the glow that shines when mornings have just started.
You shift a little, rolling closer to the edge of the mattress until you are rolled back against the warm body of your boyfriend. “What if I have to pee?” You mumble against his chest, trying to throw him off.
“In that case…” Your question doesn't receive a full answer as Kuroo begins to drift off again, nuzzling into your neck.
His attempt at falling once again into a slumber is cut short, making him groan, “Now I have to go.” He kisses your cheek before detaching himself from you to remove the covers.
Just like his body had fallen victim to a pavlovian response, yours does too. Frowning into your pillow and kicking the sheets, you saunter —with your eyes still closed— along your apartment.
You get by the hallway in time to hear the faucet running, shortly after the door to the bathroom opens and it takes Kuroo less than three strides to get to where you're standing. The flower scent of your soap reaches your nose when his hand goes past your cheek —finding its place at the back of your head— and kisses your forehead, making you smile before standing on your tiptoes to give him another kiss.
When you exit the bathroom you see Tetsuro waiting for you, leaning against the wall with his eyes closed just like you were minutes ago. His pants hang low on his hips and his tousled hair from sleep misses the frame on the wall by a smidge, he certainly would've bumped into it had he stood a step to the right.
With bladders empty and the chance to make it back to bed as seamlessly as possible hanging by a thread, Tetsuro circles his arms around your middle, nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck once again and walking you both back to bed.
The cotton sheets welcome you back in its soft threads, along with Tetsuro’s arms around you and yours around him you are all set to surrender yourselves to a deep slumber.
“Tetsuro.” “Mhm.” His hum sounding more awake than you expected.
“I can’t fall asleep.” Earning a huffed a laugh against your hair from him. “Yeah, me neither.”
The return to the bed is everything but seamless, any chance of falling back asleep out of your grasp now. However, that doesn't stop either of you from holding one another, resting your eyes and basking in the calmness the morning hue brings.
You had gone to the gym where Akaashi was practicing volleyball, reliving the days where he used to practice with Bokuto and Kuroo back in highschool. The only time they could fit each of their schedules was during a session late into the night, when the gymnasium was practically empty except for them and the sounds from spikes and blocks intensified in the silence of the night.
However by the time you arrived at the gym, Akaashi was the only one there reaching for the water bottle in his bag; the perfect circumstance to chat with him.
“Why don’t you just tell Kuroo how you feel?” He shrugs before stretching his arms. Sure, easier said than done.
“I know! But every time I’m with him and I’m about to tell him, my mind starts spiralling: ‘What if he cringes?’, ‘What if he feels insulted by my confession?’, ‘What if—’ Oh, my god, Akaashi, what if he gags?” Fear showing in your eyes at the unlocked new potential fatal scenario.
You were walking in circles, physically and mentally, which made Akaashi toss you the ball to volley back and forth to keep your mind off such thoughts. “Don’t say that. Besides you know Kuroo is not like that.”
“You're right, once I tell him and he rejects me I can move on. The quicker you rip the band-aid off, the less it hurts, right? Also it doesn't feel right to daydream about someone in a relationship.” Akaashi frowns at your words and keeps the ball to himself, clearly confused. “Wait, what makes you think he has a partner?” His eyes briefly glance behind you, past the gym’s opened doors.
You stare at him blankly, like the answer to that question is undoubtedly obvious. “Akaashi, come on.” You start counting with your fingers, clear in your body and voice that tonight is not the first time your mind has gone through the list. “He’s kind, he’s funny, he's smart, he’s incredibly handsome, he’s so—” Groaning exasperatedly because you cannot stand how much you like him, how much yearning your heart can store in itself.
“Kuroo has so many amazing qualities. Who wouldn't want to be his partner. I see lots of people looking at him because he really is that cool and charming and—Ahh.” ‘And while others are looking at him, who do you think he is looking at?’ Akaashi wants to say but doesn't, knowing it’s not his place to let you know about that.
You're sliding your bag on your shoulder, about to exit the gym after a much needed talk to calm your feelings. Akaashi beeding you goodbye and staying longer at the gym to wait for Bokuto and Kuroo to return. “Remember he’s just a guy. You will be fine.”
Not long after, your name is called from behind your back. When you turn, you see Kuroo Tetsuro catching up to you. “Hey, can I talk to you for a moment?”
“Sure, what’s up.” Your voice is as breezy as the pleasant summer wind. As if your heart wasn't eligible for a competition against a hummingbird every time you see Kuroo’s smug grin.
“Did you know there’s an echo in the gym that makes your voice audible from outside the gym?”
Your eyes widen. You did not know that.
And you certainly didn't know later into the night you would find out that Kuroo’s heart could also rival a hummingbird’s when he looks at you.
You didn't know that later into the night you would be gasping against the lips you dreamt about kissing for weeks, that the arms you often eyed not so subtly would be holding you close to him.
And that the love you deemed as unrequited would be very much requited.
He met up with you to confess his feelings for you, with his hands in his pockets hoping you couldn't tell how nervous and such anxiousness waned when you told him you liked him too. Awesomesauce.
But he can't help but feel that now that you are officially dating there's some kind of distance between you, some kind of friction.
You smile at him like usual, conversation between you hasn’t felt off, but there is something. If Kuroo could pinch it and toss it far away from you he would.
Now that you're walking back from having lunch, he lays the cards down on the table. “Hey, is everything okay?” “Yeah, why do you ask?”
What hasn't clear communication being able to solve before? “I think you've been somewhat distant since we started dating.”
Ever the observant he gauges your reaction. As soon as the words leave his mouth, his mind recalls his grandmother's voice ‘You overthink because you have nothing to do. Grab a broom and start sweeping,’ as she would say. Maybe this was all in his head, all the worry was futile and—
“Oh, you noticed...” Your sheepish voice makes his stomach drop, but Kuroo neither rushes to conclusions nor he is impacient while you try to explain him the best way you can muster.
“I’ve been told I tend to be clingy and that it can get so annoying no partner would have the patience to deal with that.” You remember those comments that were said, claiming that ironically you would be unlovable because the love you give ends up feeling suffocating.
“That's why I haven't been that affectionate with you.” At your words you wince, realizing that you may accidentally have done the one thing you didn't want to: push Kuroo away.
He brushes his hand with yours, intertwining fingers when you don't reject his touch. At first Kuroo's mind starts focusing on its one sided beef with whoever told you those words, how dare someone make you feel like that, like you should make yourself smaller for people who can't even imagine to love the way you do.
However, he brushes that aside and instead focuses on what matters to him the most. “I don’t think it will be annoying.”
“You don’t know what you’re saying.” Looking straight ahead, your smile doesn't reach your eyes and your voice has a sad tinge Kuroo is definitely not a fan of. “Try me.”
Halting your steps, you purse your lips in thought “If I told you I wanted to hug you for an hour, would you be okay with that? Assuming you didn't had any plans, of course.” “Most definitely, yeah.”
His answer was a bit too quick. And what normally would seem as a absolute certainty, under the blue light of doubt you can't help but keep asking, trying to find a scenario where he decides to draw the line.
“If I wanted to look at you in the eyes—yes, you have beautiful eyes, Tetsuro.” Lightly chuckling when he quirks up a brow, his characteristic smirk already showing on his face. “Would that be okay?”
“Yes! Very much so.” To him there's not a single scenario where Kuroo doesn't want to be with you and he will think of all the ways to make you see that.
“What if I wanted to tackle you and tell you how much I like you and tell you the endless list of what I like about you.” “Don't threaten me with a good time.” Despite his confident tone, the blush on his cheeks and the tips of his ears give away how flustered your words make him.
After having lost the fight to him, coming back empty-handed with no rejection on his part you begin to pull him closer to you by hugging his waist. “Alright, I’ll keep that in mind.”
This time the hug lasts longer than any other you have shared, it's not as casual like opening your arms and giving two pats on the other's back, it's more than that; it's holding the other one without any worry or rush.
It's hugging each other until the other decides to end it and neither of you want to.
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For illustrated mg and chapter books, since illustrations can take up a lot of page space, what would the lowest acceptable word count be? Especially considering kids have less attention span these days and some are struggling with reading. Like is 10,000 too low?
MG books and Chapter Books are different species with different norms. If you don't know the difference, I've answered MANY questions about that, look in the pinned FAQ! But basically: MG books are for 8-12 year olds who are fluent independent readers. Chapter books are for about 6-9 year olds who are still gaining confidence with independent reading. MG books can be standalone or series; Chapter books are pretty much always part of a series. 10k words is quite short for a MG novel (whether or not it is illustrated). It's long for a chapter book.
I would suggest you figure out what it is you are trying to write. Then look up popular books that are sorta like the kinda book you are imagining, see how long they are, and aim for something about that length. Really. It's that easy.
So for example, let's say you want to write a MG novel with a lot of illustrations, such as Katherine Applegate's POCKET BEAR. Go to AR Book Find, look it up. It's about 29k words. LAST KIDS ON EARTH is 21k. STUNTBOY is 29k. LOST EVANGELINE is very short for a MG: 14k. There might be some MG books that are 10k words, but that would definitely be quite low for a MG.
IF, on the other hand, you are writing a chapter book such as IVY AND BEAN, that's more like 7,800 words. DORY FANTASMAGORY, likewise, is in the 7k zone. There probably ARE some Chapter Books that are 10k words, but that's definitely on the high side.
Everything I have ever known about Word Count is in my EXHAUSTIVE WordCount post, which I have updated over the years -- most recently JUST NOW. Go forth and read it.
Sun May 10: 7698 dog trainer; 1255 jeandrew ((8,953))
Mon May 11: 1181 jeandrew; 9422 dog trainer ((10603)
Tues May 12: 3111 renallison; 402 dog trainer ((3513))
Wed May 13: 5774 dog trainer ((5774))
Thurs May 14: 7650 dog trainer; 1129 lift ((8779)
Fri May 15: 4953 dog trainer ((4943))
Sat May 16: 1404 dog trainer ((1,404))
Total Words: 43,969
