#★ ! amy talks.

[seonghrtz]

should we start a new series with streamer!sukuna x streamer!reader?

[ltcmdrpossum]

Seperated au :33333 ft. Martin

Oh and annoyed katsuro about the duolingo thing @shirleencurltee drew (hes still in denying)

[seonghrtz]

20 writing questions by @togenabi <3 thx for tagging me sweets !!

   O1   ›       it really depends , with me it happens both ways . i can write anywhere , anytime , if i have the opportunity , and if i have at least a brief synopsis of the central idea of the story i want to write . i usually like to write when i have the idea , so that i don't lose the details that i think of first before i forget or have new ideas . but if i can't write at that moment , i try to jot down as much information about the story as possible in a note.

   O2   ›       i write most of the time on my phone , but sometimes ( when writing really long fanfics like the ones i have on wattpad ) i use my pc . i find that my phone is more accessible . when an idea comes and i can write faster.

   O3   ›       i use my phone's note to write down random ideas i have , this includes a brief synopsis , summary of ideas to develop the stories , some lines i would like to have in the story , just the basics . but i really write on docs . i love docs because it's simple and easy to use.

   O4   ›       i started writing when i was 9 y.o , i always liked creating stories , so i decided to start writing them so i wouldn't lose these creations ( which ended up becoming my refuge and my escape from the world ) . but i only started posting my stories on spirit in 2018 , and it was in 2020 that i decided to move to wattpad . however , as i wanted to improve my writing in eng , since i lost the habit of writing in eng , i decided to post here on tumblr.

   O5   ›       i write for literally every fandom i belong to kkkjsjskskjj i write for anime , kdramas , kpop , western movies and series , different artists . i like to write about a little bit of everything because that way i can approach different themes and genres and not just stick to the characters of a single work . but here on tumblr i've decided to focus on anime fandoms.

   O6   ›       music 99.9% of the time i write . i don't listen to just one genre , so my playlist is pretty varied ( i even listen to funk mtg while writing kkkdjsksk ) . i get a lot of inspiration from music , so i like to have a musical backdrop . but sometimes i like to write without listening to anything , it depends on my mood.

   O7   ›       i'm a bit of a mess when it comes to writing . i have a lot of ideas written down on sticky notes or post-its or even on sheets of paper at the back of my notebooks . these ideas serve as the basic notes for my stories and define the direction and focus i want to take with the story and the characters themselves . if it's a multi-chapter story ( like my fanfics on wattpad ) , i like to make a very detailed summary of what i intend to cover in each chapter . in the docs , i like to use the font times new roman because i think it's pretty , and i only use colors to highlight the title and the main character ( for example , i use blue in all stories related to gojo ).

   O8   ›       i proofread all my stories at least twice before i post them . sometimes i also proofread stories that i've already posted and sometimes i even give the story a boost by adding a description or even a line that fits the context.

   O9   ›       i recently researched eng royal pronouns for the gojo story i plan to work on after 12 / 11 👀👀

   1O   ›       it really depends on what i want to write . if it's a one-shot , it's usually between 300 and +1k , but if it's a multi-chapter story , i try to write +1k per chapter . it's not necessarily a rule or a goal i have , it can even vary depending on my mood when i'm writing.

   11   ›       here's a little spoiler from the beginning of the last chapter i wrote from a fanfic i used to publish on wattpad called lost souls ( chishiya x oc ).

i didn't want to leave this question blank so i put this excerpt kkdjskskk unfortunately i haven't written anything for the stories i'm going to post here on tumblr , just some planning . not to mention i already gave a mini spoiler out there 🤭🤭

   12   ›       i just discovered that i have +30 drafts , putting together ideas for one-shots and multi-chapter fanfics . i think i need help kdjskskkkk

   13   ›       my best friend said that a lot of what i write is a reflection of what i've felt over a long or short period of time , and she wasn't wrong when she told me that . what i write is a way to release my feelings in a fictional universe where anything is possible . not only that , but my own character ( kugisaki mei from lost souls ) is self-critical , and not to mention that a lot of what mei feels mirrors my own feelings.

   14   ›       my safety zone is definitely fluff stories , usually focusing on romance in the romantic sense . i really like to challenge myself and write things that are different from what i'm used to , but i always end up writing something fluffy . i don't have a specific character that i feel confident writing about , i usually write about the characters that i'm obsessed with at the moment.

   15   ›       i always want to try new things in my stories , i love to challenge myself with new themes and characters , but i've always wanted to try suspense or smut , but i'm not really good at those two things kkkdjsks

   16   ›       ( i decided to answer about my own works because i'm too indecisive to choose a favorite work of other writers ) well , here on tumblr i loved writing sensei's wife ( gojo ) and memory garden ( gojo ) , even though mg was better in my head than written kkkjsksk 😭😭 as for wattpad , my favorite story i ever wrote was lost souls ( which i mentioned here a lot ) which is an alice in bordeland fanfic where chishiya is my oc's romantic partner , i think it was the longest slow burn i ever wrote ( 2 full acts and they didn't hold hands or kiss once 😃😃 ).

   17   ›       that i've already written here on tumblr was memórias ( geto ) it was my first attempt at writing a one-shot in eng and i think it made more sense written in portuguese because of the song i was inspired by.

   18   ›       was a romance that mixed adventure , action , fantasy , the supernatural , greek mythology , and k-pop.

   19   ›       was a fluff / romantic one-shot with fushiguro megumi.

   2O   ›       you can find all the information in my pinned post here on tumblr.

20 writing questions !

give a preview into your mind! how does the genius flow? how do you write? (only answer questions you're comfortable with! feel free to tag other writers to share the love ♡)

1. Is it a spur of the moment thing, or do you need a specific environment/set up to get into it? 2. Where do you write? (phone/pc/typewriter/all of the above?) 3. What apps/programs do you use? 4. How long have you been writing? 5. What fandoms do you write for? 6. Music, or no music while writing? (if music, what kind?) 7. What does a WIP look like to you? (do you take notes? is anything color-coded? do you have a preferred font?) 8. Do you proofread? 9. What's something you googled recently for writing? 10. How many words does a usual work from you have? 11. Share a snippet from something you're working on! 12. How many drafts do you have currently? 13. What's something someone said about your writing that stuck with you? 14. What's your safe zone? Is there a character or genre you're most confident writing for? 15. Is there something you want to try in your work that you haven't done yet? 16. Do you have a favorite work? 17. Do you have a least favorite work? 18. Genre of the very first thing you wrote? 19. Genre of the latest thing you wrote! 20. Last but not least, where can readers find your stuff? (your masterlist/other sites you post on/etc.)

tags! @flowerjun/@boba-at-323 @songsofadelaide @ay0nha @wolfegoddess @seonghrtz @stephisokay @manumimiii @silverinkbottle @eclidse (love you all, and all that you do! thank you for sharing your creativity, every word you write is dearly appreciated. the world shines brighter with you in it ♡)

[solaiced]

CASE 7: NANAMI'S FAMILY MATTERS.

!content!: daddy kink, tbc (day 29), cumming in pants and eating out.

wc: 1,4k

solace: idk why this took so long…

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You were a fucking tease. And your boss knew that. However, you didn't seem to know it. You didn't seem to know that your skirt was too short, riding up your thighs just enough that Nanami could see the outline of your pretty little pussy, hidden by your basic white or black panties. Sometimes, they were pink and once in a blue moon, they were lacy.

Apparently, today was a blue moon, because when you bent down to pick up a balled up piece of paper left on the ground by one of your coworkers, Nanami, ever the gentleman, passed behind you to give you the bin, and caught a glance of the white, almost transparent, lacy pair of underwear you innocently sported at work.

Nanami's eyes reflexively shifted as you dropped the ball into the bin and thanked him with a sweet, almost unknowing smile. But he knew. Or, well, he guessed. There was no way no one noticed the way your ass looked in that tight, little black skirt you wore everyday. No way no one noticed your bulging pussy lips straining against your almost too small undergarments. Unless you only did it in front of him.

"...ami, Mr. Nanami?" A soft hand, yours, waves in front of his eyes. Nanami looks at you, clearing his throat elegantly.

"What is it?" Shifting so that the both of you wouldn't be so close to each other, and he swears he sees your lips contort into a pout before you fix your expression.

"What do I do with the closed case documents? Do I put them in the storage drawers alphabetically or-"

He waves you off non comitially, shaking his head, "No need, I need to put them on the computer, first, so put them on my desk." Nanami rubs his temples, the day had been too long to be talking to someone, especially with his "work crush".

However, you notice this, and, like the sweet woman you are, you make a noise of acknowledgement and leave to get him coffee. Black, just how he likes it. Thoughtful woman.

He felt like a sinner in front of an angel as he gratefully accepts the cup, letting you sit him down but failing to notice the evil grin or the quiet click of the door when you lock it.

You go to close the blinds to dim the light and walk behind his chair, where he thanked you quietly. Hands on Nanami’s shoulders, you press down as he groans in pleasure, albeit a bit surprised at the unexpected but welcome massaged.

You had excellent and swift hands, perfect for soothing muscles.

“You don’t have to do this.” He pauses before moaning your name when your hands loosen his stress-locked muscles.

Nanami puts his coffee down, closing his eyes as he relaxes for the first time in what felt like forever. He throws his head back and muffles another sound at how magical your hands felt on him.

At some point, your hands drift down, down, down until they reached the hem of his pants, fingers slipping under. Your hot, minty breath hits the shell of his ear and he flinches, eyes shooting open and looking down at his lap.

His hand grabs your wrist, and you suddenly realize this is probably not a good idea, if you wanted to keep your job.

“What,” Nanami shakily asks. “Are you doing, right now?” You remove your hand and step away guiltily.

“I’m so sorry… I don’t know what came over me…” From your point of view, he looks angry, red with rage. But in his perspective, he has never wanted to disrespect (fuck) a woman so badly in his life. Your touch alone had made his cock twitch in interest, seeing you was worse, he could feel his own heartbeat in his pants.

You could lightly graze his shoulder and he’d cum.

Your mouth open to apologize once more, but he shakes his head and lifts a hand.

“You want to be like that? Let’s fucking play. Get on the damn desk.” Nanami orders, eyes dark. Your cheeks flush as you obey, thighs plopping prettily on the mahogany desk. His steps towards you were slow and predatory, like he was going to eat you alive.

You sweat, eyes darting around the room in embarrassment. When your boss reaches you, you brace yourself. But all you feel is warm hands finding their way to your face, gently cradling your cheeks.

When you open your eyes, Nanami’s face is closer, “May I kiss you?” The scent of his aftershave floods your nose. You nod, breathing in the comforting scent.

Soft lips press themselves on yours, moving against each other in harmony. You make a noise, putting your hands on his shoulders and tilting your head to let him kiss you deeper.

He pulls away, breathing heavily, “Good?”

“Y-Yes.” You stutter, the man simply smiles and slips a hand where it belonged, under your skirt. His calloused hand, rough from hard, manual labor, tugs your underwear down, but you stop him, turning around sending over the desh, lifting up your skirt to reveal the white, almost translucent lingerie under. You smirk evilly, after all, this was why you led him inside, “Unwrap me, Mr.Nanamin."

Nanami's whole face flushes, eyes wide.

"Fuckin' hell, I will "He swears, hands going to rest on your hips.

You wriggle them a bit, before he forces them to a stop.

He grazes your ass with his knuckles until he reached your lacy panties, tearing them open, and, before you can complain, he reassures you, “Don’t worry, darling, I’ll buy you more soon.” He promises, just as he lowers himself to face your pretty cunt, glistening in the low light.

On his knees, Nanami undoes his belt and pants, tongue darting out to lick your soft labia. You keen, elbows propping you up, legs spread only a bit for your boss to eat you out.

“Fuck, you taste divine.” His rough hands spread your lips, pink tongue dipping inside of your pussy and fully fucking your hole with it. He slobbers all over your clit, saliva coating your inner thigh as he uses his thumb to rub the sensitive nub.

“Daddy–ngh–I mean—Nanami!” You moan, hands gripping the edge of the desk, and he pauses, tilting his head to look you in the eyes.

“Say that again.” You’re mortified at your slip up, hiding your face in your arms. Nanami’s hands are back on your ass, kneading the flesh.

“I need to see you, sweetheart, you wouldn’t want to upset ‘daddy’, would you?” He circles your fluttering hole with a fingertip, teasing. “If you call me that… I won’t be able to hold back.” And with that, a finger is plunged into your cunt, making you arch your back in surprise.

“Come on, if you beg correctly, you might be able to cum for daddy.” The blond mocks, a second finger already preparing to intrude. Meanwhile, his tongue strokes your clit, wrapping his lips around it and moaning to making it vibrate. But he stops.

“Beg.” Nanami orders, pressing a hot kiss to your core.

“P-please. Please let me cum.” You lift your head and look back at him, eyes red and pleading. All he does is lift a golden brow and wait.

“Daddy! Please let me cum daddy! ineeditpleaseletmecumdaddy–ngh!” You blabber, mewling when he resumes his ministrations, now using two fingers to absolutely bruise your spongy g-spot, his other hand rubbing his hardon through his pants.

“Fuck,” Nanami swears, tonguing your clit so good, you can see stars. The tingles riding up your spine are a telltale sign; you’re gonna cum.

“You’re gonna cum, aren’t you? Mmhyeah, cum for daddy, come on.” Your boss encourages, hips jerking to get friction from the palm of his hand. Your slick is all over the blond’s lower face, even dripping down to stain his pants.

Soon, it was too much, and the dam bursts, a cry rips out of your drooling mouth, back arching, hands gripping the desk so hard it would splinter, and toes curling in pleasure.

Your juice spill out of you like a waterfall, coating Nanami’s whole face. At the same time, your boss came in his own pants, eyes scrunched up and biting his lips to not moan too loud.

He shoves his mouth onto your sensitive pussy, muffling his moans and slurping your cunt’s sweet secretion.

When you wistfully drop back down from the state of bliss you had reached, your consciousness also returns. You had been eaten out by your boss. Holy shit. You’re getting fired. Definitely.

You feel Nanami’s hands on your hips, getting up from his position.

“I– Mr.Nanami, I don’t know what came over me, I’m so sorry–“

“You’ll be sorry if you don’t let me fuck you, right now.” You don’t recognize his voice, deeper, scarier. And fuck, if that didn’t make you wet.

You look back, and he looks terrifying. Oh God.

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(c u day 29 <3)

[freckleslikestars]

You know when sometimes you meet someone so beautiful, and then you actually talk to them, and five minutes later they're dull as a brick. But then there's other people, and you meet them and you think 'not bad, they're okay', and then you get to know them, and their face sort of becomes them, like their personality's written all over it, and they just... they turn into something so beautiful...

Karen Gillan as Amy Pond | DOCTOR WHO (2008-2013)

[inspo: ★☆★]

{credit for the Google overlay goes to @cal-kestis}

[milunalupin]

hello !!   I just found your page, and your work is very good! If you’re willing to, I thought I would ask if you could write an Ominis x FMC piece where the FMC is actually a major fan of history and tends to go on a hyperfixiated rant whenever she’s asked about it, but seeing how many people don’t care for the subject, especially Ominis, she feels embarrassed and stops midway. With that, maybe you could incorporate ominis comforting her? or possibly him trying to seem engrossed in the subject to impress her?

thank you for your request, i hope you like it ! :)

— mon amour, mon ami

ominis gaunt x reader ★ 535 words

If you asked any of the students at Hogwarts, they would say that History of Magic was their least favorite class. That would be because of Professor Binns, whose constant droning on did nothing but put the class to sleep. A midday lesson would keep you drowsy for the rest of the day. Not that History of Magic was a particularly boring subject, but the professor enjoyed talking about his own past too much to really learn anything.

You were the exception.

Despite doing quite well academically, even Ominis couldn't fight against the way his eyes fell shut during the ghost professor's draining lectures. He doesn't understand how you can stay bright eyed and upright during them.

"Tell Sebastian he should be more careful. Him and that friend of his have been in the Hospital Wing more times than I can count. They're one dragon claw away from getting sent to St. Mungo's." you had told him one day, sitting side by side in the Transfiguration Courtyard. "Speaking of, they should be careful with dragons, in general. We just learned about Dragon Pox you see, and Professor Binns said..."

Ominis smiled to himself, wondering how you could work on your Divination essay, the Arithmancy extra credit work, and in the nicest way possible, prattle on about your History of Magic lesson.

If it was your lovely voice speaking to him, perhaps the dangers of Peruvian Vipertooths and ancient illnesses would interest him more.

Ominis kept rubbing his eyes, having stayed up last night studying. He didn't make it to breakfast that morning, needing to sleep in, so you were catching him up on Sebastian's latest adventure. The dumb sod tried to clear a whole mountain troll den on his own, his plans on finding a rare plant having failed. This woke him up, he could put his newly acquired knowledge to use.

"You know what else failed?" Ominis piped up, switching his wand between his clammy hands, "The Werewolf Code of Conduct that was developed in 1637. It's a shame that no one felt safe enough to reveal themselves as werewolves and sign it."

"Very true. You know, my cousin knew a girl whose uncle was a werewolf and- hey-" you brows knitted together, turning "How did you know?"

"Last week's lesson."

"Obviously it was last weeks lesson, but you hate History of Magic!"

He chuckled nervously, "It's been growing on me."

"Ominis that's wonderful!" you gasped, both hands coming to hold onto his arm. "You know, I was talking to Professor Binns the other day and we're going to have a project on wandlore in a few weeks. We could partner up and get started on it early!"

His heart rate picked up as you squeezed his arm with excitement, nodding in agreement because he could never say no to you.

"Perfect! I was thinking we could go to Ollivander's and ask for some samples of the different types of wand wood. I also already started researching wand wilting, and Stella from Potions said she'd let me take a look at hers since it's hazel wood! Did you know..."

No, he laughed inwardly. Ominis had no idea about what you were rambling on about.

[hier--soir]

feb + mar + apr reads

norma jean baker of troy by anne carson [★★★★★]

"Sometimes I think language should cover its own eyes when it speaks."

"Is she human? Are you? Is she a beast out of control? There's so much danger. No human can become just a beast, you plunge beyond - beyond what? Remember Jack the Ripper? 'I'm down on whores and I shan't quit ripping them till I get buckled,' Jack wrote in a letter to the newspaper, September 18, 1888. He never did get buckled. Of course insane, his mind blooming with it, who could go down that rabbit-hole or unlock such a puzzle as Jack? - but still, the woman! the thing is! the woman has everything and you smile and you take some."

: ̗̀➛ an exploration of the lives and myths of marilyn monroe and helen of troy.

: ̗̀➛ anne carson is there anything you can't do? please email me back. please.

piglet by lottie hazell [★★★★]

"'I want to make some food,' she said. 'For both of us?' he asked. 'No, just for me.'"

: ̗̀➛ one woman, piglet, and the lead up to her wedding in the face of a big confession from her fiancé.

: ̗̀➛ this one slipped beneath my skin and writhed around the spot inside me where i've tucked away all of my food issues.

merciless gods by christos tsiolkas [★★]

"I'm scared that if I let go, not only the room, not only this city, but the whole world will go cold forever."

"Your false gods cannot save you. There is only one God, my God."

: ̗̀➛ short stories that bash you over the head with how awful things and people and places can be. i did not live for this one... particularly wasn't into the one where a guy jerked his dad who has alzheimers off.

foe by iain reid [★★]

"All day. Time keeps moving. I've always thought that was a good thing. Until recently. I'm not so sure now. Is it good? For time to go by fast?"

: ̗̀➛ they want to send junior to space and replace him with a robot that looks and acts and talks exactly like him so his wife has company in his absence.

: ̗̀➛ marriage and trust and complacency, and a guy called terrence who we get reminded over and over has long gorgeous hair.

: ̗̀➛ a little boring for my taste. i had an idea of where it was going pretty early on, and it took a while for me to be proven right. pretty disconcerting!

acts of desperation by megan nolan [★★★★]

"The need was a true and human part of me, but I could feel nothing else of myself to be true or human, and so the need seemed ungodly, an aberration."

: ̗̀➛ a book full of confession, desire, jealousy, violence, and power. messy messy messy!!!! readers procceed with caution.

: ̗̀➛ shout out to everyone who said i should read this - you were right, it is up my alley.

gone girl by gillian flynn [★★★★]

"My wife was no longer my wife but a razor-wire knot daring me to unloop her, and I was not up to the job with my thick, numb, nervous fingers. Country fingers. Flyover fingers untrained in the intricate, dangerous work of solving Amy. When I'd hold up the bloody stumps, she'd sigh and turn to her secret mental notebook on which she tallied all my deficiencies, forever noting disappointments, frailties, shortcomings."

: ̗̀➛ i have become a gillian flynn STAN this year, it's true. despite having seen the movie multiple times, i enjoyed reading this, and was delighted to find some differences in the texts [for better and for worse].

: ̗̀➛ nick dunne, big fan of the lie of omission, mama's boy whose mama is dead, i'd like to introduce you to couples therapy.

dead beautiful and life eternal by yvonne woon [reread] [★★★]

: ̗̀➛ the first two books in a paranormal romance trilogy. these kinda bang guys, i can't lie. 15-year-old me was onto something when she decided to keep these instead of donating them. however, they DO have some of the worst book covers i've ever seen, sorry yvonne.

fourth wing by rebecca yarros [★★★]

: ̗̀➛ a romantasy book that has dragons, smut, and twists that you'll see coming from a mile away. pretty fun. recced to me by one man in person and a thousand women on tik tok.

: ̗̀➛ no one who has the thought 'double standards for the win' is using 'whomever' in a casual sentence with the guy she's having sex with.

: ̗̀➛ good enemies to lovers should have actual murder attempts. but maybe that's jusT MY OPINION.

my book rating system is as follows:

★ = i felt pure contempt the entire time

★★ = yeah it's a book

★★★ = i liked it!

★★★★ = good fucking book, damn

★★★★★ = blew my dick clean off and i'll throw a tantrum if everyone i know doesn't also read it and love it

[x-aefx]

★PRIORITY - BELLA RAMSEY

Bella Ramsey x y/n

Summary; Bella would much rather spend time alone with you then at a party.

You loved Bella and you loved their friends, but after a long day at work you preferred to go straight to bed then be at a party.

The loud sound of music was the first thing to greet you when you approached your shared home, then the smell of alcohol and then the multiple bodies inside your home.

You pushed through crowds of people as you tried to locate your partner. Finally you found them, standing in a group of three in a quiet enough spot. You figured it would be rude not to say hi.

Bella saw you approach, a large grin forming on their face their eyes met yours. They waved enthusiastically at you.

Noticing the gesture, Bella's friends turned to look at you. Each smiling friendly at you. You smiled back.

You walked over to Bella, interlocking your hands as they pecked your lips.

"Y/N! It's been so long, where have you been?" A new face entered the conversation, joining the circle as they stood beside Amy. It was your friend Leah. She was right it had been nearly three weeks since you seen her. You two never went that long without talking.

You plastered your best smile even if you didn't feel it. Your eyes threatened to close as exhaustion was creeping down onto you.

"I've been busy with work. Sorry, I should've gotten in touch." You apologised. You meant every word. You missed being around friends, however you were practically half asleep right now.

"Don't worry about it, I understand." Leah smiled genuinely, waving off your apology.

Bella traced their thumb against your hand. The action making it harder to keep yourself awake.

A new topic of conversation arose, everyone engaged in it. You took their distraction to excuse yourself.

"I think I'm going to head to bed. I can barely keep my eyes open." You whispered into Bella's ear, only for them to hear.

Bella looked at you with worry. "Want me to come with? I can end the party."

You shook your head in response.

"no need. I can sleep through anything. And you should enjoy yourself with everyone, I don't need a babysitter." You kissed their cheek before they could argue back. A shy smile crept onto their face from the action.

Leaving Bella with their friends you made your way upstairs to your bedroom. Everyone at the party were all close friends of you and Bella, no one was seriously drunk and you trusted each of them to leave on their own and without a mess. It wasn't the first time a party was held in this house.

Shutting the bedroom door behind you helped to muffle out the sound of music and conversation.

Quickly and quietly you changed into your pajamas and got ready for bed.

There was no better feeling than crawling into bed after a long day. Wrapping yourself under the duvet you lay on your side and closed your eyes to try fall asleep.

The door creaked as it opened, the noise no longer muffled and light from the hall poured into the bedroom. It disappeared instantly once the door was shut.

You looked up in confusion.

"Bella? I told you-"

"I want to be here, with you." They cut you off before you could try persuade them to leave.

Bella changed into their own pajamas quickly and brushed their teeth before eagerly getting into bed beside you. You couldn't help but smile.

Immediately, you were pulled closer to them with your head laying on their chest and their arm wrapped around your waist securely.

It was peaceful.

Just you and Bella.

Your limbs were tangled with theirs, you could hear every beat of their heart and feel every breath they took. You couldn't imagine a more perfect place or feeling then being with Bella. Just the two of you.

Bella placed multiple kisses on your face. You felt your face heat up, you burried your face in their shoulder so they wouldn't see your blush.

Bella giggled at you shyness.

"I love you. " they whispered.

You couldn't control your smile from widening. You felt your heart skip a beat and the butterflies in your stomach grow.

"I love you too." You responded quietly but Bella heard. They pulled you closer to them, you didn't even think that was possible.

You never felt happier or more at peace than you did with Bella.

[madame-fear]

Hi Ami :D i kinda had an idea, you could like write a lucerys x reader story or mini series (depends on if you want or not) where the reader is in love with him but he gets betrothed to Rhaena. They have an argument and the rest is your decision on what happens next. And with that i though of much angst and a happy ending. (cause i don't want to cry)

Much Love and kisses ❤️❤️

*ೃ༄ 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘, 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘 .ೃ࿐

★ amira speaks! : hello love! okay so i remember that a short while after this, you had sent me this exact request again but a little bit more specific, and i unfortunately can’t find it now! so i added what i vaguely remember from it. 😅 I hope you enjoy it! 💕 — summary : [ — ✧ request. ] — word count : 5.4k

— genre : angst to fluff, maybe hurt/comfort. — pairing : lucerys velaryon x jealous!reader.

The cool breeze inncesantly blew into your face, smoothly swaying your hair along the wind as you sat in the vast beach of Dragonstone.

The seawaves gently moved in a fluent manner along the breeze, being soothe by the sound of how the waves reached the beachshore, and clashed against the small rocks, shells, and pebbles that there were sprayed all along the sand. Your legs were pressed against your chest, and your arms were wrapped around them, tightly against your body.

You were conflicted on the inside, as much as you wished to deny it.

You had long been the best friend of the future Lord of Driftmark, Prince Lucerys Velaryon. You both shared a loving bond together ever since you were little children, and nothing was able to change how much you cared for one another. It was the type of sweet innocent friendship where you would sneak together out of your chambers late at night to simply read books together or talk, gossip and snicker at other people, defend one another to no end, and share all the thoughts that crossed your mind.

The problem was, you were too frightened to even admit to yourself that you had an increasing crush on the young Velaryon Prince, not wanting that to ruin the unequalled relationship both of you had since you can remember. There was something special about him... Perhaps it was the way he stole glances at you? Or perhaps, the way Luke was so gentle, soft-spoken, and caring around you, to the point you had to hold back some flustered giggles when he had a sweet action — like kissing your hand, or offering his arm for you to grab when walking together — around you.

Of course, you held youself back from mentioning about how you felt at all, swallowing your own feelings shamelessly. But, deep inside of you, in a way, you regretted not being able to speak it out with him. Especially, when you accompanied his family back to King’s Landing to support his birthright to inherit Driftmark when his uncle accussed him of being a bastard, only to come back to Dragonstone with both him and his elder brother, Jacaerys, betrothed to their cousins.

The news of them being abruptly betrothed seemed to push down a huge burden on your entire body. It felt as if nothing else mattered to you, and it did manage to lower your usually positive spirits down. You, of course, preferred to remain in silence about how both salty and jealous you felt — but the way you behaved the following days after the betrothal news was something too obvious to not notice. Especially for Lucerys, whom noticed immediatly how you avoided him, and how you seemed rather wistful.

There was no hesitation from his part to approach you, a bit timidly with hopes of knowing what was wrong, and if he had done or said anything to upset you. It wasn’t his fault, really, but you still felt frustrated about the outcome of the situation.

Soft footsteps were heard from behind of you, accompanied by the cries of the seagulls flying above you, and the seawaves clashing against the beachshore. You craned your head curiously to peek who was the one approaching you, only to spot the young Velaryon Prince, with both his arms behind his back.

“Luke,” you whispered. “I had thought you were in classes with the maester.” with gentle movements, Lucerys sat by your side. His hair slightly covered his green eyes, as the wind made strands of hia hair sway along it, much like your own. “I’m already finished with my duties.” he replied, fixing his gaze on you. You noticed, there was a hint of concern. “I simply wished to see you.”

You scoffed, turning back to stare at the seawaves. The sun was already leisurely disappearing, reflecting it’s shine upon the tides, leaving beauteous traces of rich oranges mixed with rosy pigments and a lavender hue all smeared over the sky. “That’s sweet.” you retorted, feeling his stare weighing on you. He had no saying in his betrothal, but you still felt as if you couldn’t easily stare at him without feeling a knot heavily form in your stomach.

Lucerys tilted his head slightly to his side, frowning in disappointment at your notorious coldness towards him, as silence awkwardly loomed in the atmosphere. He cleared his throat, “I came to see you, because...” a small fluster crept on his cheeks, not knowing how to explain himself properly. “I-I was afraid that I might have done or said something to upset you, (y/n)?”

Rapidly, you turned your head to stare at him; your brows knitting in confusion. But you weren’t surprised at all, in fact, you had imagined he could already sense you had been off ever since his betrothal. “No, Luke. Why do you say that?” you inquired back, seeing him gulp timidly. “Out of all the people, you overall could never say, or do, anything to upset me.” you could notice Lucerys sighing discreetly, as if he felt relieved of hearing that. But either way, you still seemed a bit out of yourself.

Fidgeting with his fingers, for a brief moment, his eyes lingered on his hands and lap before returning to stare at you. “It... I-I just...” eagerly, you awaited to hear the rest of whatever he had to say. “I just noticed you a bit upset... A-And avoiding me as well, I suppose.” a huff spurred from your lips, craning your head back to wander your gaze off to the sea.

“Trust me, it’s nothing, Luke.” you shook your head, giving him a cold, monotone response. You knew Lucerys was genuinely preoccupied, he always was when he noticed something was wrong with you — but you preferred not even daring to think about the topic. “I am perfectly fine. You shouldn’t worry enough.”

And there it was again, that familiar knot dreadfully forming on your stomach as you were forced to remember all that had happened. You knew she as well had nothig to do, but you had grown to despise Rhaena Targaryen these last days. Lucky one, she was.

Unbeknownst to you, the future Velaryon Lord was head over heels for you. Much like yourself, the beteothal was a bit of a disappointment to him, but understood it was for a mere political convenience. Luke didn’t want to fool himself into believing that the reason of your anger was because he was to marry his cousin Rhaena... Initially. Because as the days passed by, you seemed to unconsciously agree with him that he had all the reasons to believe his betrothal was the cause of your frustration.

Frowning, he gulped once again. His heart pounded quickly against his chest as his hands anxiously trembled. The young Prince was reluctanct to ask you so very bluntly, but to remove the weigh on his conscience, he forced himself to do so.

“(y/n),” luke spoke again, scooting closer to you. He noticed you did seem prettier than usual, even when upset, making a scarlet hue form on his features. “We have known each other since we were children. I can tell you are not perfectly fine.” timidly and gently, his hand was placed on your shoulder. You slightly jumped at the abrupt contact, but the feeling of his warm hand soothed you, in a way. It was dreadfully angsty.

“Please, do tell me honestly.” he insisted. His next words came out hesitated, “Is... Is it because of my betrothal?” and with that, you finally dared to look back at him. The way you glanced at him shouted jealousy, and a bit of disappointment as well. In a way, you had to admit you did feel embarrassed of reacting salty towards it, but what could you do about it?

You huffed, staring at him in silence for a few seconds, trying to think of a proper answer. “I don’t know. Do you?” you replied, nearly spatting it. His rosy lips were partly open to speak, mumbling your name vaguely, but you kept talking. “It might just be so, Lucerys.” suddenly, you stood up, rapidly shaking off the grains of sand that remained on your dress, losing the warmth of his hand on your shoulder.

“You have no idea of how it made me feel.” you began speaking, feeling too overwhelmed to stare at him. “For years, I have been by your side. I supported you, I stood by you, I told you things that I could possibly tell no other and I always held an all encompassing adoration for you — just for you to end up marrying another girl!” perhaps your emotions were getting the best of you, making you forget that the betrothal had never been his personal decision.

Your voice broke as you shouted at him, with your voice echoing through the tranquil beach. A lump on your throat burdened you, feeling some tears nearly being spilled from your eyes. “I love you, Lucerys. But it truly is overwhelming to not be able to say anything just to maintain our friendship as it always has been, with you so oblivious!” Lucerys rapidly stood up, approaching you as his heart shattered slowly at the sight of tears leaving their hot trails on your soft cheeks.

Luke was a bit amused at your sudden confession, having fancied you ever since he first laid his eyes on you as young little boy. Seven Hells, you were the one oblivious to the fact that everyone in his family, and even your own, teased him for always swooning over you, staring at you, and never shutting up about you and all the marvellous things you did with him.

“I had no saying in that at all, (y/n)!” he retorted back, raising slightly his voice. “Our betrothals are always political conveniences! Does it seem like we have any free will to marry whomever we fancy?” you scoffed, turning around so your back faced him, beginning to walk away. Lazily, you wiped away your tears with the sleeve of your dress, sniffing as you heard him try to approach you, but you walked away faster. “Oh, but I can see the way you look at her!”

His eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Obviously, he had been particularly polite towards his cousin after the announcement of their betrothal, but that meant nothing for him. “I wish you could just understand how I feel, but I doubt you will.” your voice was breaking, trying to drown back some sobs from escaping. His fingers fidgeted nervously with each other again, trying to reach you to comfort you and tell you just how much he genuinely adored you more than anyone.

“(y/n), please,” you heard his voice lower its tone leisurely, sounding a bit more saddened at your jealous reaction, hearing the sound of your sobs fade the more you walked away from the situation. How could he make you understand that he had no chance to protest against his betrothal? But of course, in your place, Luke knew he would be as frustrated and jealous as you currently were.

As much as Lucerys craved to catch up to you and hug you from behind tightly against his own body, showering you with his love; he knew he had to give you your space. But either way, he felt the burden of your sadness weigh on him because of an unwanted political situation.

Time had passed since you last saw Lucerys on the beach of Dragonstone, and had a small argument with him.

You sat at the edge of your window in your chambers, still having the ghostly salty taste of your own hot spilled tears in your lips. Occasionally you sniffed quietly to yourself, fixing your gaze on the dark blue sky, being filled with bright stars.

An awkward feeling lingered on you after the small argument you had with Lucerys. Giving it a deep thought, Luke obviously was right when he said he had no saying on his betrothal as it was all for the conveniences of the Houses amidst an imminent war — but, you still couldn’t help but feel a poisonous jealousy, and a bit of embarrassment at your sudden outburst of emotions in fromt of him.

It was too late to take all the things said back, or so you thought. A soft huff escaped from your lips, as you heard a faint knock against the door of your private quarters. The least you wanted to do, was talk or see anyone.

“(y/n), may I come in?” a familiar voice was heard from behind the voice, making a small lump form on your throat again. It was whom you had expected to be, and that was, none other than Lucerys. You stood silent, not having enough will to respond anything. “I’m not angry at you, I promise.” he sounded alluring enough for you to let him in, noticing he seemed genuinely concerned. But you had enough from embarrassing yourself in front of him.

“No.” you replied, in a weak tone, but enough for him to hear, not wanting him to enter.

The Velaryon Prince sighed. He adored you more than anything, and seeing you in such state was harrowing for him. Without asking twice, your door was unexpectedly opened, making you move your gaze towards it with widened eyes. Your heart was beating at a fast speed, swallowing awkwardly as you watched him close the door behind of him.

“Luke,” you whispered faintly. A rosy hue formed on your cheeks, still feeling uneasy about the previous situation. “I-I’m so sorry, for what happened earl–” as you stuttered, Luke interrupted you spontaneously. He approached you with gentle footsteps, both his arms hidden behind his back.

“You call me oblivious, but you are worse. Aren’t you?” immediatly, your eyebrows knitted in confusion. Your body leisurely became less stiff, awaiting for Lucerys to continue speaking. “What... What do you mean?” you inquired, placing your feet on the ground as you sat by the edge of your window. For some reason, you just came to realisation on how taller he had grown, having to keep your sight raised to make eye contact.

A small scoff escaped from his rosy lips. It was unbelievable how you never realised the way he was swooning over you like a little boy with a crush, and his love for you had never changed. “I previously said that my betrothal was a political convenience, and I had no saying in it...” he began speaking. And very gently, one of his warm hands cupped your heated, flustered cheek, and the other one brushed a strand of your hair off your beauteous features. His fingertip grasped softly against your skin, making you shiver.

You muttered no response, merely allowing him to continue. But instead of speaking, Lucerys cupped your other cheek, and leaned closer to you. Delicately, his plushy lips grasped against your own very warmly, before placing them on the corner of your lips. He so eagerly craved to be able to kiss those precious lips of yours, but he preferred to take things slowly until you both could get used to being more physically affectionate.

Your eyes remained wide in surprise, trying to fight back a dumbfounded smile at how tender he pressed several pecks on the corner of your lips, dangerously close to them. Quietly, you sighed; fluttering your eyes shut briefly, and nearly melting into his touch.

Reluctanctly, Luke pulled apart from you, but remained with his face inches away from your own. “... But if I had free will to marry whomever I fancy, I would’ve chosen to marry you without thinking it twice.” a sheepish grin tugged upwards on his lips, noticing how dumbfounded and heavily flustered you seemed after nearly kissing your mouth. You were so delicately pretty and beautiful, it took all the effort in the world to hold himself back from tightly cuddling you against his chest.

“O-Oh,” you mumbled awkwardly, allowing some giggles to escape from you. “D-Do you really mean it, Luke?” both his arms descended to make their way towards your waist, wrapping themselves around it, and pulling you closer. “Of course I do mean it. I never had eyes for another woman, only for you.” one of his hands went to the back of your head, interwining his fingers in between strands of your hair. “You mean the absolute world to me. I adore you, (y/n), and no one could possibly make me feel the way you do.”

Shyly, but keenly, his lips were pressed against your forehead. The hand on the back of your head pressed you against his chest, allowing you to rest against his body. Your arms were wrapped around his waist, just like he had previously done with you, and you closed your eyes slowly whilst you discreetly inhaled his sweet, comforting scent. “I could say the same to you...” you muttered, being lovesick by the way he gently treated you.

His kisses were tender, and genuinely affectionate. Lucerys could shower you with all the love just for you that had remained inside of him for many years, but he was the one to take baby steps with you, until he knew you were comfortable enough. With a soft sigh, Luke placed his cheek on top of your head, playing carefully with strands of your hair, and twirling them around his fingers.

The warmth emanating from your body was endearing enough for him, feeling relieved to finally be able to show how much he was profoundly over the clouds for you. Much like you felt, Luke could just melt with having you clinging to his body. A wide smile appeared slowly on his rosy lips, as he stroked your back up-and-down. And you thought, he was the one to be oblivious to how you truly felt.

Teasingly, he pressed you closer against his chest, deciding to gaze down at you with his bright green hazel eyes, and a dumbfounded cheeky grin — feeling slightly shy around you, but enough enamoured to let his timidness fade away.

“Who was the oblivious one, now?”

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Helluu, can I request Jouno and Teccho (and anyone else if you want to add) with an s/o that is insecure of their thic tight 😭

Btw, your writing is really good <<:

in my eyes

synopsis - you had always felt insecure of them, and they just didn't see why you would be

includes - gin, jouno, tecchou, ayatsuji

warnings - gn!reader, insecure reader, fluff, comfort, wc - 740

a/n: hello! and thank you :D. this resonated with me alot, i still hate mine haha

gin akutagawa ★↷

↪she knows a thing or two about feeling insecure and or not liking apart of yourself. but she had soon learnt not to care about it, it was apart of your body and thats what made you, you.

↪so whenever she picked up on your insecurity, or you had told her, whichever came first, she initially would leave it alone. it was your issue and she didn't know that if interfering would make it worse. but if you started hating it a bit too much, or you ahd asked her about it she would do something.

↪she would reassure you that they were nothing to be insecure of, and she wouldn't tell you but she personally did love them. they were apart of you and therefore she loved them.

↪she would often subtly comment on how they flattered you or just complimented you. she wanted you to learn to love them the way she did but if you never did that was okay as well, she just wants you to atleast oay no mind to them.

saigiku jouno ★↷

↪being blind had ment that he had found ways to look after his appearance in different ways. but even through that he never cared what other people thought of his appearance. it was just how he was and he was proud of who he was, how he looked so why should other people's opinions matter to him.

↪whenever he found out, wether it was through you telling him or him picking up the slight changes in your demeanor around the subject or something else, he was quite honestly outraged. not at you, but at your thoughts for making you even doubt your own appearance and making you feel that way.

↪he hadn't understood why you would even think about yourself in that way, your thighs were apart of you and that meant ot was included in the reasons he had loved you. would absolutely try to build up your confidence, to make you see what he saw but he knew that wouldn't just happen overnight.

↪he would always pay attention to if you felt down and immediately tried to lift your spirits. to try and rid your mind of any negative thoughts, thoughts that he wished to rid of entirely.

tecchou suehiro ★↷

↪he had not much cared about how his body was. he looked after himself sure but never really gave it two thoughts about outside of that. it was just how he was and he didn't care what other people thought.

↪so however he had found out, you telling him or him finding out by picking up on clues, it had made him confused in honesty. why would you have amy reason to doubt your appearance, to him you were the best looking person in the world.

↪but he did understand one thing, that he would absolutely try his hardest to bring your confidence up. to make you see what he saw and was determined to get rid of those insecurities. he hated seeing you down and wanted nothing but happiness for you.

↪he would try and subtly comfort you more and more, try and make you comfortable in your own skin and would try and show you just how muched he loved all of you.

yukito ayatsuji ★↷

↪someone who never really cared about his appearance. sure he took care of himself but he didn't care what people thought of him or cared about how he naturally looked. it was just apart of him, why would he give it a second thought.

↪realised very early on your issue with your own body image, specifically your thighs. but knew it could be a sensitive subject so waited until you would tell him or if he noticed it getting particularly bad he would interfere. but would prefer to wait until you were ready to talk about it.

↪he would hate to see how it brought you down and made you feel that way. he would always remind you that it was a natural part of you and that it made you the person he fell in love with. he understood not everyone could brush off things like he could so he would always be ready to help you with any problems in appearance.

↪would want to help you achieve a self confidence that made you forget about your insecurity. you had no reason to doubt your looks, you were amazing and nothing would affecct that.

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The Outrun: Review

Saoirse Ronan proves a force of nature

There are plenty of films about the cyclical nature of addiction, where moments of hope are snatched away by painful relapses. But few films capture the essence of being an addict as convincingly as The Outrun, in which setting and sound design are about as key as the story. Portraying alcoholism as a suffocating cacophony of noise, it’s an immersive way into this powerful true-life story.

Drawn from the memoirs of Amy Liptrot, we follow Rona (Saoirse Ronan), an alcoholic biology grad who starts the film at rock bottom. Booted out of a pub for drunken disorder, she lands herself a black eye and a real wake-up call to get her life in order. This leads her to leave the noise of London to recover at her home in the Orkney Islands, where she joins up with her long-suffering mother (Saskia Reeves), and watches over her father (Stephen Dillane), who struggles with mental health issues of his own.

As you can expect, her road to recovery is anything but straightforward. But rather than opting for a linear structure, writer-director Nora Fingscheidt makes the shrewd decision to frame Rona’s bumpy journey by flashing between two different time periods. A breath-taking early sequence in a club shows how Rona falls in love with her then boyfriend (a charming Paapa Essiedu), before her illness slowly and heartbreakingly takes its toll. There’s an undercurrent of threat as the camera shakily homes in on her drunken outbursts and the hurtful comments she makes while under the influence.

These emotionally charged flashbacks show the painful impact that alcoholism has on her relationships in the past, while weighing her down with sorrow in the present. That these potentially jarring time jumps work so well is testament to incredible work from Ronan (also a producer on the film), whose courageous performance will have you invested throughout. Ronan has always been a capable actress, but here she plunges an unseen range of authentic emotional depths – this character really goes through a lot. One scene where she goes from drunkenly abusing her mother to tearfully apologising is genuinely devastating. She’s backed up by terrific performances from Reeves and Dillane as parents going through very different challenges.

In a script that mostly strays from cliché and sentimentality, Fingscheidt refreshingly lets the sense of place do the talking. There’s a real juxtaposition between the noise and chaos of the life she leaves behind, and the healing tranquillity of the natural landscape, where Rona has some agency over her life. It’s here that the film finds moments of relief – after all, what’s more healing than the sight of some seals bobbing their heads in the water?

Moving, inspiring and frequently upsetting, The Outrun beautifully explores the challenges of addiction and mental illness, with a career-best performance from Saoirse Ronan.

★★★★

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★ OVERVIEW

HI AMY !! your ask had me giggling you’re hilarious 😭anyways with you and reo, you’re definitely his hyperactive gf while he’s the calm one. i feel like when reo got with you he 100% didn’t even worry about you being a gold digger. in fact you guys would be so funny tg, he’d buy you something nice but not that impressive or take you to a restaurant he feels is low key just decent but you’d be hysterical because you think it’s the best thing you’ve ever seen 😭 yk what you guys remind me of ? sasha and niccolo in a way. i’m not sure why but it was the first thing that popped in my head honestly 🚶‍♀️

Q1 — HOW DID YOU FIRST MEET ?

at a cybercafe. he’s there to meet with nagi (who’s running late unsurprisingly) and you’re seated at the desk beside him. he’s struggling with the mechanics of the game he’s playing and after cringing and pitying his attempts, you decide to help out. after you give him a step by step tutorial (while humbly bragging about your high score) he hands you a wad of cash for your time. your brows furrow. “hey, do i look like some charity case to you ?” you question as you tuck the cash into your pocket 🧍‍♂️. reo blinks. he frantically denies your accusation and you let him off the hook right as nagi arrives. reo introduces you two and he’s surprised to find that you and nagi already know each other, gaming buddies who had met at that cafe. reo is looking to get more into games so you two exachange numbers, and from that day on you all become some sort of trio

Q2– WHAT DO OTHERS THINK OF YOUR RELATIONSHIP ?

nagi likes you. well, that’s mostly because you two play video games with each other. he doesn’t particularly care about your relationship all that much, but he also doesn’t mind having you around. he DOES mind the fact that reo can’t seem to stop talking about you. it’s always “do you wanna hear this funny joke amy told me ?” or “oh! that reminds me of what amy said..” he’s low key sick of it but he can’t bring himself to tell reo to shut up, so he nods and gives an occasional “uh huh” as he plays games on his phone while reo goes on about you

reo’s parents aren’t too involved in his personal life, but they do hope your relationship is just a phase. they want reo to marry some rich heiress and expand the mikage empire, not some normal civilian girl. they’re really sweet to you though. you’ve only met them once when reo introduced you, but they were pretty chill. you couldn’t help but feel on edge the entire time, but you’d think anyone would feel that way when standing next to the mikage billionaires.

your friends are more invested in your relationship than you are 🤦‍♀️ your close friends are pretty normal about your relationship, but they’re always teasing you about your ‘billionaire boyfriend’. also keep in mind that once you’re dating reo you are no longer allowed to be broke. if you miss a dinner party because it’s out of budget, your friends will immediately get on your case : “what about your boyfriend?” “just ask your sugar daddy for money.” you try to avoid to because you don’t want reo feeling like you’re only with him for money, but trust me it’s okay. he’d never think that, and honestly normally you wouldn’t have to ask. at the beginning of your relationship he offered to have monthly deposits paid to your account but since that was early in the relationship you refused to be polite. now you’ve been looking for ways to bring his offer back up to him without seeming like a gold digger 🤦‍♀️

Q3 — WHO FELL FIRST ; WHO FELL HARDER ?

reo fell first, and i can imagine you being kinda oblivious to his intentions. i imagine that when he realized he liked you, he’d try to win you over with lots of gifts and expensive items. you’d take it greatfully but you always thought nothing of it; nagi seemed to be spoiled by reo as well so you simply saw it as a benefit of being friends with a mikage. in fact, i can totally see you sibbling zoning him at some point 😭 like maybe he notices your shoes are worn out so he buys you a new, more expensive pair, and when you ask him if he got it because he noticed your shoes were pretty unwearable, he says yes and you tell him he’s like a brother, constantly looking out for you. this sends reo over the edge and triggers him to be more direct. soon he’s buying you flowers, and eventually he straight up asks you on a date. you agree immediately and it catches him by surprise because all this time a part of him believed you didn’t share his affections, but you admit that all along you thought he didn’t like you and you didn’t want to be egotistical and assume he did 🤦‍♀️ yeah both of yall share a brain cell but that’s okay 🤞

i can’t say exactly who fell harder, but i believe you often have your relationship with reo on your mind more than he does. i can imagine you always kind of overthinking your relationship: what his parents think of you, if you’re good enough for him, how long till you break up, etc. it’s the pressure of dating the heir to some gigantic company. although you love reo for who he is outside his last name, as his partner you’re very immersed in his life as a corporate heir. you’ve had to attend all sorts of dinners and events and each time you can’t help but feel out of place. reo plays the role of calming you down and reassuring you that you’re more than enough, fuck what anyone else has to say. i’d say you’re both equally spretty smitten with each other, but you take the cake in terms of being more invested—because of the circumstances, your relationship often spends a lot more time in your head than reo’s.

>> 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 <<

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♥︎Requests: CLOSED — Art Trades: OPEN — Commissions: N/A♥︎

I’ve been in the creepypasta fandom since 2017! >_<

I used 2 b scared of Slenderman and Jeff the killer when I was a little gal, like DEATHLY AFRAID. I thought they were real ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡

Now Jeff is my favorite pasta, he’s delicious🍝!

Nina, Jane and Slenderman are also my favorite pastas too♡

I’m a songwriter & I want 2 sing as beautifully as Amy Lee one day!

I have a humongous stamp & blinkie collection…ITS NOT AN ADDICTION.

My OC’s!

You can find all information about my OC’s here in this post: General Post for my OC’s

Oh! And also feel free to ask questions about my characters, love answering them! And I’d appreciate suggestions on OC designs, story, etc as well as constructive criticism. I’m always trying to improve my work and I value other opinions :)

”All can do!” List

this is a list of things I’m good with u doing!

Making fanart for me (OF COURSE DUHHH PLZZZZZZZZ)

Shipping ur OC’s with mine

Writing fanfic about my OC’s

Including my OC’s in ur OC lore (but u BUTTER give meh credit for mah oc >:c)

Sending me dm’s to be friends

“DONT YOU DARE” List

This is a list of things ILL KILL U FOR IF U DO IT.

Making “your own version” of any of my OC’s

Stealing my art

Tracing my art

Taking too much inspiration from me

Copying me

And buggin me for free shit (That’s a friends & moots only privilege HAHAHA.)

Do not interact list

My Tags!

#DollieDyhard — All my posts about Dollie are in here.

#Fun Dollie Facts! — The mini series I made about Dollie to share fun facts about her.

#Dollie Dyhard Gallery — A display of all my art!

#Lucy’s Rambles — Random rants & opinions.

Socials!

Alt account: @xlucythekillerx

♥︎DeviantArt♥︎

♥︎Instagram♥︎

♥︎YouTube♥︎

♬♩♪♩ MY ♩♪♩♬

MUSIC TASTE

Every creepypasta fan comes with an obsession with punk-rock and alternative music, it’s a fact! Aaaaand that fact applies to me too ofc _(┐「ε:)_ Favorite bands & musicians? Here’s a list! (In no particular order :v)

Pierce the Veil, Panic! At the Disco, My Chemical Romance, Get Scared, Set it Off, Ghost Town, Flyleaf, Three Days Grace, Avril Lavigne, Evanescence, Black Veil Brides, & Linkin Park

More about the music I like here!

OTHER FANDOMS🦄🪽

｡･:*:･ﾟ★ ,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

A list of my other interests! Including anime, tv shows, and much more! If they are numbered it means they’re my top picks!

You might see me make fanart or mention from these fandoms! So that’s why I listed them.

ANIME

1. Ouran High school Host Club, 2. Black Butler, 3. Death Note, 4. Sailor Moon, Chibi Vampire, Vampire Knight, Inu Yasha, Jujutsu Kaisen, Diabolic Lovers, Tokyo Mew Mew, Cardcaptor Sakura, Loveless, Naruto, Hellsing Ultimate and Elfen Lied.

TV SHOWS & MOVIES

1. The Boondocks, 2. Breaking Bad, South Park, My Little Pony, Inside Job, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Ninjago, Hannibal, Camp Camp, Deadpool, Deadpool 2, Deadpool And Wolverine, Interview With The Vampire (1998), Sonic X and Coraline.

VIDEO GAMES

1. Animal Crossing: New Horizons, 2. Miitopia, 3. Fran Bow, Style Savy: Trendsetters, Undertale, Minecraft, Old Roblox (2009-2018), Hatsune Miku Project Diva, Detroit Become: Human, MovieStarPlanet, Sonic and Kirby.

Thank you SOO MUCH for reading! ((o(^∇^)o)) a lot of people don’t read intros >_> so I’m glad you did :) (Comment with a 💖 emoji if u made it dis far ^_^) I hope you stick along for the ride because it’ll definitely get wild! XD

If you want to see more art from me check out my gallery on DeviantArt!

Anyways, that’s pretty much everything I got 2 say :D Stay Frosty❄️ BAIIIIIIIIII

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books read in 2023

hi, hello! inspired by a few mutuals, i decided to do a reading thread of 2023! you can find my goodreads here, and my bookstagram here! as always, askbox + dms are open if have any questions or would like to chat about books!

january

book lovers by emily henry (reread; ★★★★★)

convenience store woman by sayaka murata + translated by ginny tapley takemori (★★★☆☆)

a wish in the dark by christina soontornvat (★★★★★)

so you want to talk about race by ijeoma oluo (audiobook; ★★★★★)

highly suspicious and unfairly cute by talia hibbert (★★★★☆)

the seven husbands of evelyn hugo by taylor jenkins reid (reread; (★★★★☆)

if not, winter by sappho + translated by anne carson (★★★★★)

when you wish upon a lantern by gloria chao (ARC; ★★★☆☆)

this time it's real by ann liang (ARC; ★★★★★)

love, theoretically by ali hazelwood (ARC; ★★☆☆☆)

hell bent by leigh bardugo (★★★★☆)

everything i know about love by dolly alderton (reread; ★★★★★)

the fraud squad by kyla zhao (★★★☆☆)

masters of death by olivie blake (★★★★☆)

enter the body by joy mccullough (★★★★☆)

the stranger by albert camus (reread; ★★★★★)

you'd be mine by erin hahn (★☆☆☆☆)

a hundred other girls by iman hariri-kia (★☆☆☆☆)

bloodmarked by tracy deonn (audiobook; ★★★☆☆)

fearless by mandy gonazales (★★★★☆)

february

the roommate by rosie danan (★★☆☆☆)

wuthering heights by emily brontë (book club pick; ★★★★☆)

the nanny by lana ferguson (ARC; ★★☆☆☆)

the writing retreat by julia bartz (ARC; ★★☆☆☆)

exes and o's by amy lea (★★★☆☆)

not here to stay friends by kaitlyn hill (ARC; ★★★★☆)

chloe and the kaishao boys by mae coyiuto (ARC; ★★★★☆)

isha, unscripted by sajni patel (gifted; ★★☆☆☆)

conversations on love by natasha lunn (★★★★★)

meet me at the lake by carley fortune (ARC; ★★★★☆)

emily wilde's encyclopedia of faeries by heather fawcett (★★★☆☆)

where echoes die by courtney gould (ARC; ★★★☆☆)

vintage contemporaries by dan kois (gifted; ★★☆☆☆)

how to be perfect: the correct answer to every moral question by michael schur (audiobook; ★★★★★)

half a soul by olivia atwater (★★★★★)

ten thousand stitches by olivia atwater (★★★★☆)

longshadow by olivia atwater (★★★★★)

between the world and me by ta-nehisi coates (audiobook; ★★★★★)

infamous by lex croucher (ARC; ★★☆☆☆)

the lord sorcier by olivia atwater (★★★★☆)

the latch key by olivia atwater (★★★★★)

made of stars by jenna voris (ARC; ★★★★☆)

march

when broadway was black: the triumphant story of the all-black musical that changed the world by caseen gaines (audiobook; ★★★★★)

leave it to the march sisters by annie sereno (ARC; ★★★☆☆)

once more with feeling by elissa sussman (ARC; ★☆☆☆☆)

moorewood family rules by helenkay dimon (ARC; ★★☆☆☆)

fleabag: the scriptures by phoebe waller-bridge (★★★★★)

fake dates and mooncakes by sher lee (ARC; ★☆☆☆☆)

vera wong's unsolicited advice for murderers by jesse q. sutanto (gifted; ★★★★☆)

emma of 83rd street by audrey bellezza and emily harding (ARC; ★★☆☆☆)

how to read now by elaine castillo (★★★★★)

constellations by nick payne (reread; ★★★★☆)

ching chong chinaman by lauren yee

devil in winter by lisa kleypas (★★★★☆)

the passing playbook by isaac fitzsimons ( ★★★★★)

infinite jest by david foster wallace

our wives under the sea by julia armfield (★★★★☆)

mrs. nash's ashes by sarah adler (ARC; ★★★★☆)

study break: 11 college tales from orientation to graduation edited by aashna avachat (★★★☆☆)

the love match by priyanka taslim (★★★★☆)

a lady for a duke by alexis hall (★★★★☆)

love and other consolation prizes by jamie ford (★★★☆☆)

april

spoiler alert by olivia dade (★★☆☆☆)

all the feels by olivia dade (★★☆☆☆)

ship wrecked by olivia dade (★★☆☆☆)

float plan by trish doller (★★★★☆)

yellowface by r.f. kuang

the ex hex by erin sterling (★★☆☆☆)

the kiss curse by erin sterling (★★★☆☆)

siren queen by nghi vo (audiobook; ★★★☆☆)

chloe and the kaishao boys by mae coyiuto (reread; ★★★★★)

wandering souls by cecile pin (gifted; ★★★★★)

heavy vinyl, vol. 1: riot on the radio by nina vakueva & carly usdin (★★★★☆)

heavy vinyl: y2k-o! by nina vakueva & carly usdin (★★★★☆)

never ever getting back together by sophie gonzales (★★☆☆☆)

book lovers by emily henry (reread; ★★★★★)

miss aldridge regrets by louise hare (gifted; ★★★☆☆)

if the shoe fits by julie murphy (★★★☆☆)

blackmail and bibingka by mia p. manansala (★★★★☆)

murder and mamon by mia p. manansala (ARC; ★★★☆☆)

icebreaker by hannah grace (★☆☆☆☆)

alone with you in the ether by olivie blake (reread; ★★★★★)

may

beautiful country: a memoir of an undocumented childhood by qian julie wang (★★★★★)

the other black girl by zakiya dalila harris (audiobook; ★★★★☆)

check & mate by ali hazelwood (ARC; ★★★☆☆)

if i'm being honest by emily wibberley & austin siegemund-broka (reread; ★★★★★)

always never yours by emily wibberley & austin siegemund-broka (reread; ★★★★★)

do i know you? by emily wibberley & austin siegemund-broka (reread; ★★★★★)

romeo and juliet by william shakespeare (audiobook, reread; ★★★★★)

joan is okay by weike wang (★★★★☆)

technically yours by denise williams (ARC; ★★★☆☆)

first position by melanie hamrick (ARC; ★☆☆☆☆)

the boy from kyiv: alexei ratmansky's life in ballet by marina harss (ARC; ★★★★★)

the boy you always wanted by michelle quach (ARC; ★★★★☆)

woman, eating by claire kohda (★★☆☆☆)

immortal longings by chloe gong (ARC; ★★☆☆☆)

heartburn by nora ephron (★★★☆☆)

a merry little meet cute by julie murphy & sierra simone (★★☆☆☆)

the deal by elle kennedy (★☆☆☆☆)

the mistake by elle kennedy (★☆☆☆☆)

the score by elle kennedy (★☆☆☆☆)

the goal by elle kennedy (★☆☆☆☆)

the legacy by elle kennedy (★☆☆☆☆)

open water by caleb azumah nelson (★★★★★)

painted devils by margaret owen (gifted; ★★★★★)

playing for keeps by kendall ryan (★☆☆☆☆)

june

the final revival of opal and nev by dawnie walton (★★★☆☆)

the missing of clairedelune by christelle dabos (audiobook; ★★★★★)

happy place by emily henry (reread; ★★★★★)

iris kelly doesn't date by ashley herring blake (ARC; ★★★★☆)

ghosts by dolly alderton (★★★★★)

you don't have a shot by racquel marie (gifted; ★★★★☆)

thank you for listening by julia whelan (audiobook; ★★★★★)

if you still recognize me by cynthia so (gifted; ★★☆☆☆)

imogen, obviously by becky albertalli (gifted; ★★★★☆)

for never & always by helena greer (ARC; ★☆☆☆☆)

all the dead lie down by kyrie mccauley (gifted; ★★★★☆)

one hundred days by alice pung (ARC; ★★☆☆☆)

much ado about nada by uzma jalaluddin (★★★★☆)

thieves gambit by kayvion lewis (ARC; ★★★☆☆)

deep in providence by riss m. neilson (★★★☆☆)

the burnout by sophie kinsella (ARC; ★★★★☆)

small worlds by caleb azumah nelson (ARC; ★★★★☆)

we ship it by lauren kay (★☆☆☆☆)

foul heart huntsman by chloe gong (ARC; ★★★☆☆)

the memory of babel by christelle dabos (audiobook; ★★★☆☆)

pride and prejudice and pittsburgh by rachael lippincott (ARC; ★★★☆☆)

a british girl's guide to hurricanes and heartbreak by laura taylor namey (ARC; ★★★★☆)

the reunion by kit frick (ARC; ★★★☆☆)

queer by william s. burroughs

when grumpy met sunshine by charlotte stein (ARC; ★☆☆☆☆)

july

the storm of echoes by christelle dabos (audiobook; ★★★☆☆)

will they or won't they by ava wilder (★★★☆☆)

fiona and jane by jean chen ho (audiobook; ★★☆☆☆)

business or pleasure by rachel lynn solomon (★★★☆☆)

teach the torches to burn: a romeo & juliet remix by caleb roehrig (ARC; ★★★☆☆)

a man called ove by fredrik backman (audiobook; ★★★★☆)

exciting times by naoise dolan (audiobook; ★☆☆☆☆)

the hobbit by j.r.r. tolkien (audiobook; ★★★★★)

the year of magical thinking by joan didion (★★★★★)

such a fun age by kiley reid (audiobook; ★★★☆☆)

tis the damn season by kimi freeman (ARC; ★☆☆☆☆)

august

a very nice girl by imogen crimp (audiobook; ★★☆☆☆)

bliss montage by ling ma (audiobook; ★★★☆☆)

the raven boys by maggie stiefvater (reread; ★★★★★)

freshwater by akwaeke emezi (audiobook; ★★☆☆☆)

the dream thieves by maggie stiefvater (reread; ★★★★★)

i'm not done with you yet by jesse q. sutanto (gifted; ★★☆☆☆)

blue lily, lily blue by maggie stiefvater (reread; ★★★★★)

the raven king by maggie stiefvater (reread; ★★★★★)

bellegarde by jamie lilac (gifted; ★★★☆☆)

red, white & royal blue by casey mcquiston (reread; ★★★★★)

some mistakes were made by kristin dwyer (gifted; ★★★☆☆)

september

beta read (★★★★★)

dogs of summer by andrea abreu lópez (audiobook; ★★☆☆☆)

in these hallowed halls: a dark academia anthology edited by maria o'regan and paul kane (ARC; ★★★☆☆)

together we rot by skyla arndt (★★★★☆)

stay with my heart by tashie bhuiyan (ARC; ★★☆☆☆)

before we say goodbye by toshikazu kawaguchi & translated by geoffrey trousselot (ARC; ★★★★★)

the dead romantics by ashley poston (★★★★☆)

the seven year slip by ashley poston( ★★★★★)

you, again by kate goldbeck (★★☆☆☆)

serpent & dove by shelby mahurin (gifted; ★★★☆☆)

harlem after midnight by louise hare (gifted; ★★★☆☆)

witch of wild things by raquel vasquez gilliland (gifted; ★★★☆☆)

the luis ortega survival club by sonora reyes (gifted; ★★★★☆)

blood & honey by shelby mahurin (audiobook; ★★★☆☆)

the picture of dorian gray by oscar wilde (audiobook; ★★★★★)

for the throne by hannah whitten (audiobook; ★★★☆☆)

the wake-up call by beth o'leary (★★★★★)

the book eaters by sunyi dean (audiobook; ★★★☆☆)

october

the moth keeper by kay o'neill (★★★★☆)

a fragile enchantment by allison saft (ARC; ★★★★☆)

just kids by patti smith (audiobook)

cult classic by sloane crosley (audiobook; ★★★★☆)

the atlas paradox by olivie blake (audiobook; ★★★★☆)

the goodbye cat by hiro arikawa (gifted; ★★★★★)

the appeal by janice hallett ( ★★★★☆)

the twyford code by janice hallett ( ★★★★☆)

wildfire by hannah grace (★★☆☆☆)

the roaring by t. katarina tayler (★★☆☆☆)

curious tides by pascale lacelle (audiobook; ★★★★☆)

the tempest by william shakespeare (audiobook; ★★★★☆)

murder on the orient express by agatha christie (audiobook; ★★★★☆)

canadian boyfriend by jenny holiday (ARC; ★★☆☆☆)

november

better than fiction by alexa martin (★★★☆☆)

the christmas appeal by janice hallett(★★★★☆)

kaikeyi by vaishnavi patel (audiobook; ★★★★☆)

finale: late conversations with stephen sondheim by d.t. max (audiobook; ★★★★☆)

cleopatra and frankenstein by coco mellors (★★★★☆)

the undertaking of hart and mercy by megan bannen (audiobook; ★★★☆☆)

december

how to stop time by matt haig (audioboook; ★★★☆☆)

the wake-up call by beth o'leary (reread; ★★★★★)

the break up tour by emily wibberley & austin siegemund-broka (arc; ★★☆☆☆)

bride by ali hazelwood (arc; ★☆☆☆☆)

the getaway list by emma lord (arc; review withheld due to st. martin's press boycott)

same time next year by tessa bailey (★☆☆☆☆)

the mountains sing by nguyễn phan quế mai (★★★★★)

normal people by sally rooney (audiobook, reread; ★★★★★)

the night circus by erin morgenstern (reread;★★★★★)

funny story by emily henry (arc; ★★★★★)

les misérables by victor hugo (★★★★★)

TOTAL BOOKS READ: 202