writing what I love

so, i know I mentioned about writing again, but that would have to wait for longer because there was a death in the family. it was sudden and its still taking a bit for stuff to sink in. im gonna have to focus on just recovering and then catching up on missed school work. thank you to those who sent me messages before about my return but im gonna have to disappear again for awhile

Sportacus: *sneezes*

Robbie, half distracted: Bless you

Sportacus: I’m already blessed for being together with you

Robbie: Sportaflop...

Sportacus, sighing happily: Robbie..

Ziggy: Ziggy!

Robbie, down on one knee, with a ring in his hand: Sportaflop, would you do me the honor of foiling my plans, of annoying me every single day for the rest of our lives? 

Sportacus, tearing up: Yes

Robbie: Roses are red, violets are blue, omae wa mou shindeiru

Sportacus:

Robbie:... not the best pick-up line, huh?

[ vague continuation of that one idea??? me @ brain: why must inspiration hits when I'm waiting for my next class to start ] The silence stretched for what seemed like forever. Neither of their gazes looked away, seemingly transfixed on the etches that marred torsos, arms, shoulders -- it felt like they were littered with them. Big. Small. Faded. New. Sportacus felt a strange emotion sparking within him. It wasn't disgust, no. It felt like... a desire to protect? Seeing Robbie with those scars... What had happened to LazyTown's villain all this time? Robbie too went through his own emotional roller coaster. Giving his profession, he should have expected it but actually seeing the flippity elf covered in scars... His eyes flickered to the faded mark that was dangerously close to his heart. Could there have been a moment where he wouldn't have crossed paths with him? It was obvious that questions weighed heavily on their minds. But neither were willing to break the trance, knowing that doing so will result in a talk and for Robbie at least, he wasn't sure if he was willing to answer just yet. Still, reluctant curiosity eventually won the emotional war so the silence was finally broken with a simple, "What happened?" Sportacus blinked, seemingly dazed for a split second before he exhaled, lips forming an almost wry smile. It looked wrong on him, Robbie distantly noted. "You have to be more specific." His tone was light, like he had just commented on the weather. Robbie licked his dry lips, weighing his options before -- "The one on your... torso. What...?" He almost wanted to take it back when the light dimmed from the hero's eyes, a glazed look taking over, as if he was caught in the exact moment. Then he blinked, shook his head and smiled that wrong smile again. "You're not the first villain I've met." Robbie winced at the implication, his brilliant mind easily filling in the blanks. For a moment, he wondered if he could ever go that far. While Sportaflop was annoying and he'd been trying to get rid of him, it wasn't like... he was actively trying to rid of him permanently.

Sportacus: Hey Robbie

Robbie: Yeah

Sportacus: Well, um, do you ever like, you know, consider us adorable?

Robbie: No. 

Sportacus:

Robbie: We’re adults. We’re *holds hands* mothereffing cute 

please imagine:

it’s a cold day and these two are out at a park somewhere. robbie sees couples holding hands together and high-key wants to do the same but he doesn’t want to make it so obvious. in the end he’s just ‘sporty, my hands are freezing’.

this cute oblivious bf goes all oh! and takes of his gloves. ‘you can borrow mine if you want! they’re really soft and comfy. i mean, it’s probably a bit warm already cause i’ve been wearing them but you can have it!’ flashes the ol’ sunshine smile

and while it’s not what he wants, robbie is just *softly smooches his forehead* because gd if he’s floppity hero ain’t the cutest gosh darn elf you ever met

the first day I return to uni, I find the storage room where students keep their stuff for the semester break got ransacked. thankfully, my stuff was mostly untouched but man is this a sign for the upcoming semester

like, let me chill for a day pls

Sportacus: I lost my villain. Have you seen him?

Stranger: What does he look like?

Sportacus: *tearing up and choking out* Beautiful

[ just a smol drabble to ease back into this writing game ] While Sportacus is humble in nature, he would not deny that in most aspects, he had Robbie beat. Optimistic, active, friendly -- it seemed like every positive trait is pinned to his chest. The hero would never go out of his way to push these into his face but sometimes, it just slips out. So what if he did a triple backflip to get over the gate? And was there any other way to grab that apple beside making another flip? It just so happened that Mittens the kitten needed saving so of course he had to grab her before dropping safely to the ground, not a hair out of place. Robbie often voices his displeasure and it's just a back and forth argument until there's a kiss and mumbled words against fabric. He says he's not jealous and while his expression says otherwise, Sportacus believes him. Robbie's Robbie and Sportacus is Sportacus. They each have their own strengths, advantages, niches. In his opinion, there's nothing to be jealous of. Though he has to admit, there is one thing that has him pouting when Robbie decides to lord it over him. "Hey Sportashort, bet you can't reach this level," Robbie says with a mischievous grin, waving his hand at the area near his nose. "Without jumping." Sportacus knows he's not short. Robbie is just really tall. Still, he won't back down from the challenge. Knowing Robbie, the villain would gloat about his victory throughout dinner and he was really hoping to spend some nice quality time with him. "Of course I can!" Sportacus confidently replies, a bright smile on his lips. He closes the distance to judge the height he needs to reach. With a deep breath, he stands on his tiptoes, wobbling slightly but remains upright long enough for the top of his head to touch Robbie's hand. "See! I told you I--" His words abruptly cuts off into a squeak of surprise when he feels a warm pressure on his forehead. Robbie's arms automatically wraps behind his waist when the shock made him stumble back. Sportacus resists the urge to just dive into the nearest bush, cheeks reddening at the deep, rich laughter that made his heart as tingly as the remnants of the kiss on his forehead.

-waves nervously- hey to everyone! firstly, i'd like to apologize for basically going mia the past month or so. stuff happened, tears were shed and i've experienced a variety of sickness / pain that was mostly caused from overworking and exhaustion but! my workload has finally been cut by a huge chunk! now I can actually try and get around 6-7 hours of sleep aside from the usual 3-4 I've snagged over the month. i have about 3 weeks before I return to uni and start my 2nd year but until then, i'm gonna grab as much proper rest that I can this also means that I'll slowly get back into writing again! I have a ton of half finished works here and there that I'd like to get my hands on again! while I'm not going to promise anything since things can get dicey if I don't play my cards right, I'll probably have a one shot up this coming week thank you all for being so patient with me! and for some reason, I'm close to my next milestone in followers??? like where did y'all come from I was basically gone for like a month or two. still, thanks a lot I really appreciate it! perhaps I should do something for this next milestone? we'll just have to see. until then, thanks for reading and I hope y'all have a nice day!

sorry for just the string of vents but just. life has been tiring. i’m in pain, experienced sleep paralysis and had an unexpected breakdown. i’m usually calm, have to be calm or act as the mature one. i’m also a worrier. i worry about my loved ones a lot. with how stressed and tired I was, i never expected to have just broke down when I tried to reason calmly. I was stressed, tired, worried and it all just came out. cried in the bathroom for half an hour bc what blew over was something I only now realize was an issue that I’ve kept pent up for years honestly.

it sucks, you know, when you know it’s going to be fine but you just keep because your brain just comes up with all sorts of scenarios. I know I’m going to be fine but now, I’m just tired.

sighs okay so i apologize for the being completely mia. long story short, i’m still really hecking busy, leading to exhaustion and longer moments of short term memory loss and I recently hurt my lower back so i’m in a lot of pain with no painkillers to take off the edge bc of personal reasons orz

i’m truly sorry to my rp partners as well as my followers for the asks that I still have yet to answer. motivation and energy is at an all time low now but I can’t exactly take the time off to relax bc even with a hecked up lower back, i’m still the only able bodied person in the household during the day to do whatever chores that requires heavy lifting ( dad is old + bad back, mentally handicapped brother, sis in law that’s six months in with the first baby in the family so no way am I going to let her do anything stressful ) so i’m stuck with everything

good news is that I only have three more weeks to do this! and I get paid the housemaid’s salary so I still got me some money during my break! just gotta survive and hopefully gather enough energy to start participating in this fandom again. i’ve seen loads of new writing and fanart and I wish I could contribute too!

i really missed ya’ll and i hope ya’ll are doing okay in your life! 

whispers okay so I'm slowly working on the prompts but a fun idea hit me when I saw a cute headcanon post. The drabble I have in mind requires quite a number of OCs, depending on the scenes involving Sportacus and Robbie. So... instead of creating names and brief descriptions, I'd like to include you! If you'd like to be included in my silly drabble, please reply to this post with your name, pronoun and a brief description of either your looks and/or personality! The 'OCs' are going to briefly interact with each other as they watch the scenes unfold so descriptions would help a lot! I can't remember from the top of my head the exact post and OP, but the hc was the 'what if Sportacus and Robbie were regulars at a grocery store' and the employees just slowly became accustomed to their antics. Thanks for reading and I hope ya'll have a nice day!