SUMMARY: Yuuta confesses his feelings for you.

CHARACTER: Mito Yuuta

WARNINGS: None!!

COMMENTS: I WANTED TO WRITE A CONFESSION SCENE FOR HIM SO BAD bc idk. i like nervous scenes. theyre silly. also i have been feeling very soft lately ^^ for reasons

Yuuta Mito is the sweetest man alive. You’re certain that there’s no one you could think higher of. He’s incredibly kind, a good cook, easily connects with others, and is always up for cheering on his friends, no matter the situation.

And he looks like he’s about to throw up.

SUMMARY: Hesitant physical intimacy with Yuuta.

CHARACTER: Mito Yuuta

WARNINGS: Mentions of fatphobia.

COMMENTS: im so sorry this was supposed to be fluffy i PROMISE. um i was thinking about the possible parallels of him and azul's childhood and even NOW since fatphobia is still a problem today i have no doubt some students at nrc would be so NASTY about it. (especially since the mob students are total dicks NORMALLY) so yk. im so sorry i promise the next thing i write will be fluff PROMISE.

His hands are shaking.

You reach out and brush his dark hair away from his eyes, and in them you find your reflection. They sparkle when you tuck his hands into yours and lead them to your hips, where you press his palms into the skin. He sucks in a breath and flushes pink, trembling as his hands hold you like you’re going to shatter at any moment. Your heart aches with the need to make him comfortable, the new intimacy so tender and sweet. He leans into you, and even though he asked for physical affection, there’s a worried look on his face.

“I’m sorry.” he murmurs, soft and tender and kind, “I’ve never...I don’t know how to do this right.”

SUMMARY: An unfamiliar barista lends you a hand.

CHARACTER: Mito Yuuta

WARNINGS: None!!

COMMENTS: this is very meet cute esque!! and like i talked about the original post i made about yuuta i made mc more of an azul type if that makes sense?? like theyre very hesitant to accept help and yuuta is very kind and GAHHH I CANT WAIT TO SEE THE WAY HE INTERACTS WITH OCTAVINELLE THE CONTRAST IS GOING TO BE EVERYTHINGG

ive been working on this since i figured out he existed which was like twelve hours ago LMAO so this. is barely edited but its SOMETHING.

There’s a new barista working at Sam’s today.

You find yourself giving him the side eye more times than you can count, baffled that someone as bright and cheery as him could have found a place in this school. Of course, people like Deuce and Jack come to mind when you find yourself contemplating the goodness of your school, but this new kid, Mito Yuuta, is an enigma.

People confuse me

On a similar note, I need to stop opening Twitter cuz every time I do I am baffled and feel an incredibly strong urge to intervene.

I think the whole fandom would be better off if we all just pretended fnaf Twitter did not exist.

Twitter has amazing things likes memes or well made comics..other than that,it’s a thing to avoid-

another perfect day in animatronica! 💗⭐

This is cute.

AGREE,god look at them all! ^^

Guilt hurts don't it mikey

Like brother like brother…

Vanessa: if you actually want to survive this job, you’re going to need this *pulls out unlabeled VHS tape*

Mike: *confusedly and hesitantly takes the tape*

LATER

Mike: *at home, puts the tape into a player* *the camera zooms in on the static of the tv* *he presses play on the remote*

TV: HELLO EVERYONE! MY NAME IS MARKIPLIER AND THIS IS YOUR GUIDE ON HOW TO NOT DIE AT YOUR JOB AT FREDDY FAZBEARS PIZZA

Mike: hi, uh, Vanessa told me that maybe you know some stuff about Freddy Fazbears? Stuff that people have tried to hide?

Mysterious Person from inside a house: who’s asking?

Mike: uh, I’m actually the new night guard-

*the door flys open* *Mike gets dragged inside before he can see the person* *there’s some scary and tense music* *the room is dark until a light is flipped on*

A very disheveled Matpat: SO THERE WERE THESE TWO GUYS NAMED HENRY EMILY AND WILLIAM AFTON

Why do I feel like this is fairly accurate to how the movie's gonna play out. Cuz, from the trailer, at a first glance Phone Guy seems to be missing...

That would be amazing as HELL

Windows Vista - Busy Cursor (XL)

My name is Connor. I'm the android sent by CyberLife.

AYYYYY YOU KNOW DETROIT BECOME HUMAN TOO?? :DD

Of course! It's an amazing game!

IKR!? LITERALLY BROUGHT ME TO TEARS WHICH DOESNT HAPPEN OFTEN WITH VIDEOGAMES UNLESS A ANIMAL COMPANION DIES XD

Very touching indeed, and I liked that it actually had branching paths and stuff, unlike other "multiple choice games", cough Telltale The Walking Dead cough.

No kidding..

Windows Vista - Busy Cursor (XL)

My name is Connor. I'm the android sent by CyberLife.

AYYYYY YOU KNOW DETROIT BECOME HUMAN TOO?? :DD

Of course! It's an amazing game!

IKR!? LITERALLY BROUGHT ME TO TEARS WHICH DOESNT HAPPEN OFTEN WITH VIDEOGAMES UNLESS A ANIMAL COMPANION DIES XD

Windows Vista - Busy Cursor (XL)

My name is Connor. I'm the android sent by CyberLife.

AYYYYY YOU KNOW DETROIT BECOME HUMAN TOO?? :DD

Reblog if your favorite pokemon is

I am here, witnessing the meltdown of the City 17 Citadel Reactor

Oh.

[id: a light pink userbox with a pastel pink border and pastel pink text that reads "this user wants to give everyone who is going through a hard time a virtual hug ♡." on the left is an image of a pink heart with a black outline. /end id]

Oh, my trainer knows I’m here! And I don’t even need to worry about her because I’m, uh, in my 20s. She laughs, I sure don’t act like it, though!

“Still young to me dearie!” The old Espeon chuckled in a good natured manner and patted her head.”oh! What a amazing necklace,where did you get it?” Apec asks curious .

Oh this? She paws the necklace. This was a gift from my trainer! She said it symbolizes our friendship and how much we care for each other! I think she made it herself!

She smiled wider at that,her heart warming up.it’s always so nice to see such good friendship and bond between human and Pokémon..

“Oh that is absolutely beautiful dearie…” she said gently.

"A...alright," Gen said, beginning to smile. Many ways, huh? So there wasn't just one.

He didn't have to be a hero.

She smiled more “there is a medical one,you will go in coma for a day but it’s affective!” She explained

((I have noticed I did this with my main account..sorry-))

If you call pedophilia a kink please unfollow me and never talk to me again

Isn’t it disgusting that 23 people just unfollowed me

Unfollow me too

this goes double if you call paedophilia a disability. unfollow me twice

and if you call pedophilia an “orientation” or in any way compare it to being LGBP+ you can unfollow, delete your blog, and set yourself on fire. 

I just lost 50 followers.. bye

clearing out the trash

GO ON AND S M A S H THAT UNFOLLOW BUTTON

BUHBYE U McNASTIES

I’ve seen this circulating forever and genuinely thought “no way do I have any of them following me” until this week when it turned out I had all these fuckin “MAP” (pedophile) followers sad to find out I’m an “anti” (normal person) Please leave and also please get guinea worm.

I really hope no one that follows me is like this but for real, if you are, please unfollow.

Ditto

In case you didn’t get the message, if you’re into kids unfollow me; if you’re not into kids, reblog this!!!

Buh bye, no thanks

Csa survivor with zero time, patience, or tolerance for pedos/MAPs/apologists/whateverthefuck you sick fucks are calling yourselves.

I should hope I don’t have any following me, but yeah, pedos can go burn

And don’t send me messages about how you want to knock up your teenage daughter. I don’t care which state you’re in or what the age of consent is - if she’s under 18 or you helped create her, there’s the door.

Get outttttt, leave my page immediately. I don’t want you here

Just In case..I want those people to FUCK OFF

I always imagined mattpat was some crazy theorist guy in the Fnaf universe..

Crows are scary They

Guys I’m really scared of crows now. (q) 

Yeah but have you seen this 

A colleague of my dad’s lives next to a lake, and looked out the window one morning to see a duck trapped in the ice. A crow swooped down. “Oh hell,” she thought, expecting carnage, because crows are opportunists. But the crow chipped at the ice with its beak until the duck was free.

Idk of this counts but a few crows saved me from a magpie swooping attack once ,they’re bros who can tell when magpies are being unreasonable and need to chill

I love crows so damn much. When I was fifteen, I hit a pretty serious bout of depression, to the point I was in my room for months. Well, a family of crows made a nest in a tree outside my window. There were two parents and two chicks. One chick was healthy and strong. One was weak, and had a caw like something being strained. It sounded more like a rooster crowing and so my parents jokingly named him ‘Buck’.Well… months passed and Buck’s sibling was taught to fly. His parents focused on the sibling because the sibling was strong. The father stayed behind to try and teach Buck, but I saw him try to fly, fail, and crash to the floor. His father helped him back up into the tree.

Every day, I would watch Buck from my window until one day I opened it and started talking to him. He was small and gangly and he couldn’t caw right. His feathers were all over the place and I felt a kinship. So I made a deal with him. I told him that if he could do it, if he could fly, then I could find the strength to get up. Well… near the end of the season, after talking with him every day, I finally saw him get out of the nest. He went to the edge of his branch, braced himself, and jumped… and just before he hit the ground, he soared back up into the sky. I cheered harder than I ever had before.

That winter, Buck left the area. I was crestfallen. I felt like I’d lost a friend. But I was so damn proud of him. 

Cut to the next spring? I’m walking up the driveway one day when suddenly I hear a sound… a broken caw. I look up, and Buck is sitting in a tree above my head. He stared at me and puffed his feathers, then hopped down in front of me and cawed again. I was so damn thrilled, and I told him how proud I was of him. He ruffled his feathers and then soared off into his old tree. 

That summer? I heard two broken caws. One from Buck… and one from his chick.

Cut to ten years later? We have a family of crows who all have a very distinct caw and they come here and spend every spring, summer, and fall on our property. Buck still greets me every spring.

that last reply made me wanna cry. that’s so beautiful.

Don’t forget the Russian Crow SLEDDING DOWN A ROOF not once, but twice. 

this one morning i kept hearing really loud caws, i remember it was like 5am, LIKE REALLY LOUD AND ANNOYING AND AGGRESSIVE, so loud that i could hear it through a closed window, and i eventually went outside to check it out. there was a crow on my front lawn, it had an injury on its head and couldn’t fly and there were two other crows circling right above it, and they were cawing like mad. 

i tried to get close and take a better look and one of them dived super low and tried to attack me. so i went back in the house and chopped some sliced raw meat and tossed it at him from a distance.

a few more times later, very soon after, they could tell i was trying to help, and did not attack me. i was “allowed” to walk up close and pick him up, he couldn’t drink water properly so i had to dip my finger in a bowl and stick it in his mouth.

i did this few times a day and it went on for about a week before he disappeared, i thought he recovered and left, but he came back the next day and lands on me, and i see him around the block quite often, and he would come sit on my shoulder for a few minutes and then fly away again. i feel like i’ve adopted a son.

Best birbs !!

your son is Beautiful and Strong

every time I see this post it has different crow stories and every time I reblog it again because all crow stories are good stories

Like, I wouldn’t want to be on bad terms with a crow, but they are a really smart animal, they aren’t scary You just want to be nice to them because they will know and they will remember, and they will pay you back if you treat them a certain way.

As a side note, I volunteered at a rehab (Hope for Wildlife), where they were rehabbing a crow with a broken wing–who was named Russell Crow. He kept pulling his bandage off so a sleeve was cut off some old clothing and put on him like a little sweater. 

!!!!

I don’t think I’ll ever not reblog this. This posts makes me cry and smile at the same time.

He’s so handsome!!

I would trust a crow with my life

This is your regularly scheduled crow appreciation post

many east indians respect crows and lowkey worship them and now i know why :)

fucking superb you funky little death omens

FUNKY LIL DEATH OMENS YEAHHH

Winnie cheerfully headbutted his leg softly,bumping and arching her body and rubbed along it as another sign of friendliness.”Oh! Well I’m not a friend,we just met! Though she looks like someone nice to be friends with neighbor!” She replied,her tail tip quirking down happily.she took a leap and sat on the edge of his desk,careful not to knock things over,”Anyways,I’m here to deliver you a message from someone who does know you and her!” The Feline purrs.

Henry couldn’t seem to hold back from smiling at the other when they had brushed so gently against his leg, he was always fond of animals..Although outside of his animatronics he wasn’t quite used to them talking like this. The man began to ponder if he had too much to drink...The situation was interesting anyway so he would play along for now.  “ Well it’s nice to meet you regardless and I’m happy to hear you say that, Charlie is a good gal, she never seems to have too many problems with her friends. “ He watched as the feline hopped up on the counter, unable to resist the urge to reach a hand forward, giving the other’s head some gentle rubs behind the ear before pulling back.  “A message? From someone who knows us?...Well, I’m eager to hear it- ..But also why would they send a cat to send it our way...No offense of course!”  Henry was now pondering how formal he should be when talking to a talking cat.

Winnie purrs,her eyes closing as she enjoyed the rubs behind her ear,pushing her head more into his hand,once findhed she also pulled her head away,her tail tip flicking once more happily,she hummed and spoke with a carefree,slightly happy go lucky tone

“Ah none taken neighbor! Anyways the message is..**Dont trust him.don’t let her near him** “

Her irises and pupils have shrunk a bit,the once cheerful nature now replaced with seriousness and fear,she mewed out

“**very very bad things will start happening…**”