#((those patterns wooo))

[gardenofhope]

new refs of my wonderful kids ^.^

I give you a gardener who pretends to be a knight before getting training [and the actual title of a knight] and an engineer that suffers from nightmares and possesses magic. enjoy

[kissforyouu]

I LOVE YOUR TITTIES BECAUSE THEY PROVE I CAN FOCUS ON TWO THINGS AT ONCE !

pairing : bf!jungkook x reader

genre : established relationship

warnings : boobs boobs boobs BOOBS !!! massive boob kink idk everything boobs :P

request : hii, can i ask for something like my bf wont stop touching me but instead of her butt make it her breast? only if ur up to it <3

note : I FINALLY POSTED A FIC R YALL HAPPY WOOO. hope u like dis :D

unedited.

bf!jungkook who's had some sort of a hyperfixation on your tits ever since you both had sex for the first time.

he would always take the chance if it meant he'd get to look or touch your tits.

you walk around your living room with your broom as you swept the floor. jungkook was comfortably seated on the sofa, manspreading as he consumed whatever that was on the tv. you sweep around the sofa, poking the broom under the sofa to check for any trash thats possibly left under it. deciding that that wasn't enough, the place the broom carefully so that it's laid against the sofa, you get down on your knees.

this action catches your boyfriend's attention, his eyes shifting from the tv to you in the matter of a second. you don't notice though. you sit properly on your knees, slightly raising your body up a little so that you could tie your hair up in a messy bun. jungkook licks his lips, fully infatuated by you. but the moment you bend forward to peep under the sofa, that's when he loses his mind. your tits were peaking out of your shirt oh so clearly. he could see the swell of your tits and the thin layer of sweat covering them.

your boyfriend smirks, "thanks for the nice view."

your boyfriend was a little perverted. okay, a lot maybe. only for you though. he always made you wear those see through lace tank tops at home. he'd buy all the cute tank tops to make your tits look pretty and squeezed against one another. not like you minded. you loooveeedddd getting spoiled. plus, free clothes. who would say no? he would always find a way to grope your tits at any moment. but not in public though. that was weird.

jungkook's back was resting against the headboard of the bed as he typed away on his computer. some work matters, you thought. you looked at your boyfriend who was so focused on whatever document he was typing. his eyebrows were furrowed and he was also doing that thing he did whenever he was frustrated--his tongue was poking his cheek.

you slide under the covers, scooting next to your boyfriend and gently lifting his arm up so that you could go under it and lay on his lap while his arm rested on your body while typing. you do just that, your head now resting on his lap while you stared at whatever he was typing on the computer.

minutes pass by, jungkook's hand was comfortably laying on top of your clothed tits. he tapped his fingers on the fat of your right breast, mindlessly pressing onto the flesh finger by finger in a pattern. index finger, middle finger, ring finger, index finger, middle finger, ring finger—

and of course you expected it, it didn't take him any longer before he slid his hand inside to pull out your right tit. jungkook's entire hand envelopes the fat, squeezing it tightly. his touch was very warm, you didn't mind. you squirm in your spot, shifting your position once jungkook switches to your other tit, pulling out the flesh out of your top.

he had no intentions of doing anything sexual after, just wanted to fondle with your tits. maybe he'll suck them if you behaved well. but you couldn't control the growing wetness in your pussy, already wetting your panties. you mewl a little once he twists your nipple in between his fingers, and that's when he notices.

"is my girl getting horny?"

before sleep, he always made sure to give your tits a few kisses. and sometimes (most of the time), they turned into a little more.

"ah...mh, mh, hm" you hum in utter satisfaction, eyes shut while enjoying the pure bliss you're getting from your boyfriend's skillful tongue.

he swirls his tongue around your nipple, eagerly lapping on the hardened bud. jungkook's eyes never left your tits as he made out with the hardened buds, making you feel sooooo good.

"please. don't stop." you whimper out while caressing your boyfriend's hair. his hair smelt exactly like yours, since he started using your godly vanilla shampoo. you just wanted to bury your face in his hair. you massaged his scalp good, had him moaning and groaning into your tits.

he pulled back for a moment to look at his little artwork. you had his saliva all over your tits, making them glisten under the dim light in the room. jungkook spits on your tits again, then spreads it around using the tip of his tongue. it was so nasty. he licks around your areola with the very tip of his tongue, then envelopes your nipple again. he teasingly bites it, causing you to let out a small yelp. he flicks your nipple with his tongue while it was inside of his mouth and pulls away to return back with another harsh suck.

"that feel good?", his fingertips were pressed onto your waist as he smothered his face all over your tits (literally). you could feel the tip of his tongue glide all over your chest and his cheeks pressing onto the flesh of your breath. it was nasty. the saliva on your chest was no longer just there but also on his face as he hungrily inhaled your breasts in and consumed them for the full extent. he was so so so erotic.

jungkook kisses you until you run out of breath while his fingers pinched your nipples hard, twisting them with intentions of causing you pain sexually. you wince. god, you feel your body twitching. your pussy's so wet. clenching on absolutely nothing. it was so evident. the wet patch on your panties. the way your panties hugged your pussy so tightly, the slick was coating the thin material so nicely. the way it hugged your pussy drove jungkook crazy. the material was so tight that it perfectly made out the shape of your chubby pussy.

he cups your breasts with both of his hands, squeezing them till the worlds end. this was supposed to be a comforting moment where he just fondled your breasts before sleep. but now you're grinding against eachother like horny freaks.

another thing that got him so riled up was the cute gold "J" necklace he got you that you would wear. he loved the way it sat on your cleavage, right in between your breasts. he liked it even better when the cute lace tops you got him squeezed your breasts together and the sparkly J initial sat in between the soft pillows. it drove him craaaazy, actually. jungkook always made you ride him when you looked like that.

"jus' like that, baby, hm", his head was slanted against the headboard of you guys' bed, eyes dazed, but still looking at your breasts. you rode his dick till dawn, up and down, up and down.

one of your tits were out of your tight, lace see-through bra and molded into jungkook's palm. he squeezed the flesh in his palm while you made circles on his dick. his tip was hitting the exact right spot that drove you crazy, and it had you twitching on spot.

your boyfriend leans in to lick your hardened clothed nipple of the neglected breast, tugging on the nipple and wetting the lace as well. it was just a big wet smudge on your right tit.

he was like an animal when it came to fucking you. he would pull up with the nastiest ways to have you. jungkook had no shame. his hips raise upwards as he thrusted from below, overtaking your slow ass pace.

"m—mm, hah! please, so fast...!", your tongue was out, panting, and so was his. instead his was licking a stripe from all the way from your stomach, up your cleavage to your lips. he kicked your messily, both of you exchanging saliva to one another in your mouths, passing it around like a football. he tugs on your nipple, harshly pulling it and twisting the bud.

that hurt, obviously.

jungkook pulls away from the kiss and rests his back against the headboard again, still thrusting into you though. at this point both of your tits were out of your bra, jumping up and down, putting on a show for his attention.

you notice the way he moans while eyeing your tits. his eyes travel to the gold necklace in between after, the J necklace that you treasure so much.

"looks so fuckin' hot between those pretty titties. you keep this on all the time, yeah? makes you look prettier when i fuck you, babydoll." he kisses your shoulder blade, trailing kisses to your neck. wrapped around your neck was the gold chain, and jungkook lolls his tongue out to trace the metal chain. he tugs on the chain with his teeth, pulling on it with a groan.

you were getting so tired from jumping on his dick. the more you rode him, the closer you got to your release. jungkook let go of your chain, but grab hold of it this time with his hand. his palm lands two loud slaps on your asscheek, making you moan. same time, he could feel you tighten around his cock. "liked that?" you nod your head repeatedly.

jungkook tugs on the chain, pulling it backwards and then twisting it around his knuckles, choking you with the chain.

fuck, fuck, fuck. so hot.

you crack out a laugh, tongue out, panting. you were so close. so so so close. you had your tits squeezed between eachother tightly, your hands squishing the flesh as you felt the orgasm take over you. your pussy was spasming around his dick as you moan out loud, body thrown over jungkook's chest, tits pressed against his. jungkook definitely loved that feeling.

soon after you cum around him and milk his cock, he does too. his cum slips out of your contracting pussyhole.

jungkook lets out a laugh, hand patting your back and smoothing it. then he looks down from above, enjoying the birds point of view of your squished up tits and necklace in between.

he might just get hard again.

aftercare with jungkook has always been simple. you + boobs + him .

"humph, kook." you groan once you feel your boyfriend's hands squeeze your tits one more time. "bit more." he tugs on your nipple with the tip of his fingers, wiggling on his spot to find a comfortable position in the crook of your neck.

"aah, 'm so sore, baby." your voice aches through with yet another groan. "it's okay. you know it's okay." jungkook reassures.

"how about i give you a massage?" he raises his head up to look at your passed out face. "that's just another excuse for you to touch my tits..."

your boyfriend laughs, "are you complaining, though?" you shake your head with a small smile and turning on your back so that you're laying on your stomach.

jungkook slaps the fat of your ass before he begins to massage around your shoulder area. he does it soooooooooooo good though. he makes sure to press onto your bones and tightly circle around, causing you to moan in satisfaction. you enjoy his massage well until he gropes your breasts from the back, giving both of them a tight squeeze. you yelp in surprised. well, not really, you knew this was coming anyway.

he squeezes your tits and massages them well and even makes sure to give both of them equal attention.

and you both fall asleep with his head nuzzled between your tits and your hand massaging his scalp.

whenever you sucked his cock, at the end, he would always ask "where do you want it?". stupid question. there was only one answer.

jungkook's tip twitches in your mouth and he loosens his grip on your hair, a cracked moan also escaping his lips. "f—fuck, baby. you're so pretty with your lips around my fucking dick."

you flutter your eyes open, bobbing your head up and down. you feel jungkook twitch in your mouth, again. "mhm, where do you- want it?"

there was always only one answer.

you were wearing this grey oversized shirt with the thinnest material. it showed your nipples so well. dare i say jungkook got off to that as well. to answer his question, you squeeze your breast through the material and moan, mouth still filled with dick. he gets the memo and pulls his dick out of your mouth.

you cough out but quickly dismiss yourself and pull the neckline of the shirt down to expose your tits, both coated with a layer of sweat. jungkook cusses at the reveal of your breasts, fastening the speed of his wrist before he spurts his cum onto your exposed boobs.

"haaaaa. oh my god, fuck". you moan out, watching the spurts of cum land all over your breasts, some on the shirt as well as your neck. the white liquid was all over your nipples. so you make sure to rub them with both your index fingers, coating them well before bringing them to your mouth at once to taste them. you lick yourself erotically just as you did to his dick just a few seconds ago and taste your boyfriend's cum in your mouth.

"you taste so so good, baby."

and it's like jungkook's hypnotised again.

[dxmiyoung]

hello! (pt 2)

hiii everyone it's carly, @jaeyongdx's mun, back at it again for another intro! this time i have ms miyoung, your local empath and very poised and put together cat lady. i'll once again ramble and offer some plot ideas below the cut! i will just plot with anyone for both muses no matter who likes which intro but feel free to like this if you'd like to plot anyway <3 just in case i can reel some of u in with one muse and not the other hehe. fair warning that suicide is a part of miyoung's bg, though nothing graphic is mentioned anywhere, and i'll always tag and use content warnings accordingly! i don't imagine i'll write about it in too much detail, but you never know, and i always prefer to be safe. here is miyoung's about page, and her playlist as a bonus 💗

ABOUT MIYOUNG

she's the baby of her family and they were very kind and normal

her older sister and brother were also both empaths

her oldest sister passed away during childbirth when miyoung was only 7, but at least she got her nephew @dxseoyun out of it

her empathy manifested that same year. it was a lot

her brother always had trouble managing his ability. it was incredibly strong and he was bombarded with everyone's emotions all the time, even across longer distances. medication didn't help enough

( SUICIDE TW ) he took his own life when miyoung was 16. her emotion negation manifested this year, and she used it to Survive

her mother passed by suicide as well, a day before her brother's funeral (/END TW)

this caused miyoung to dedicate herself to studying psychology. she wanted to honor her family and also try to prevent other families from experiencing the tragedies she did

she got several years to heal and find happiness alongside her father, thankfully

he was eventually diagnosed with a fatal kidney disease, though. he was hospitalized within the year and ended up passing away too

she developed her death sense ability about a week before he died. she thought it was anxiety at first but it just Hit Different. and she would feel it for others in the hospital, too, not just her dad

at least it brought her some peace when she lost him

she threw herself into her studies after that - and got a cat, jia, to accompany her

she worked for a while at an assisted living home, and taking calls for a youth mental health hotline while she was in school

she graduated with a masters in clinical social work, and eventually became a licensed therapist wooo 🥳

when she switched to therapy full time she missed working with young people

so she got the certification she needed, and became a counselor for high schoolers in the public school system

she works monday-wednesday at school, and thursday-saturday as a general therapist now

she is a bit of a workaholic. she loves helping others process their emotions but isn't nearly as good at processing her own. she just feels like it isn't that important

PLOT IDEAS

exes, maybe? miyoung has historically only been with men, and they'd have to be around her age (33 currently). i imagine work got in the way if it was recent, or she had too much Other Shit to deal with to fully invest herself in a relationship. there's a lot to work with!

patients. people who need therapy! here she is!

especially interested in getting people from the labs tbh. in my head miyoung has noticed a pattern of memory loss inconsistent with typical trauma-related memory loss and she's honestly very scared of it and i think that would be fun to explore!

if your muse has anyone in their family who goes to hs as well maybe their baby sibling has her as a counselor and gasses her up to them all the time

if u have someone on the younger side, miyoung was answering the youth hotline ~4 years ago and earlier, so if we have any former mentally ill teens! maybe they could've hit her up and meet her in person somewhere and they recognize her voice or smth

i think she goes on walks with jia (her cat). she has one of those cat backpacks for her. so we can definitely plot around that!

she is a coffee shop girlie, so that's always an option too

plots related to her powers outside of work somehow

i'm ngl i'm getting sleepy so let us brainstorm here too 🙏 thank uuu

[thelivingmemegod]

Thoughts on (our beloved) Claudie's collection?

Claudie our beloved-

Meet outfit!

So. So s o cute she looks chefs kiss, she’s so cute. The print on her dress is this adorable gingham and the off-set striping is surprisingly endearing?? I love the Peter Pan collar and the color combo of white, blue and teal. The little hat and satchel you can buy are so fucking cute too.

Her curls make me so very happy, it’s not part of the outfit but her HAIR 😭 /pos

Pjs!

These get a section for yellow and purple being a fire combo and FOR HER BONNET- adorable.

Travel outfit!

Cute as a buttonnnn her little blue bow tie 🥺

Her pokadots are teeny but I don’t tend to like lil dots like that myself so eh. Her hat is darling and they brought back the little blue bow on the side of it. Her travel boots are plain but adorable too.

Performance outfit!

my HEART THIS ADORABLE MAGENTA SATIN DRESS I WILL SCREAM-

I like the triple tiered black ruffles on the skirt and the sleeves, the belt actually isn’t satin which I like, it feels like this dress was made to fit with the Maryjane’s from her Meet outfit which I like. Like I think they fit better than the actual shoes that come with it.

I also like that those shoes don’t fit perfectly though, because things don’t always fit together perfectly like that and her performance shoes have liddol bows it’s so good-

Winter outfit!

Cutie pie is bundled up and in style! What could easily be a boring winter trench is kicked up a notch with a white fur lining, pompom straps, gold detailing, three big ol’ black buttons and an adorable matching beret. I love how much of a hate girlie Claudie is. I also love her little fur bag, I love when a bag matches the fit.

Flapper dress!

I love the long scallop trim with at the bottom that’s a nice touch and invokes the tassels of your average flapper dress without just being them, the strips of lace-stuff in the middle of the dress add interest so it’s nice without the fur coat (but I do love a fur coat for the drama) and speaking of drama. BIG ASS BOW WOOO

Fur trim outfit!

I have no idea what she’s going for but I like the outfit itself. The Metallic shirt and head wrap (especially the head wrap, I’d wear that irl-) are really nice. I’m always impressed with doll tights. The plain skirt so the top and tights can be heavily patterned is great, lots of interest throughout. The fur wrists cuffs and neck are tbh kinda random but I’m here for it!

Glitzy gown!

GLITTERING GOLDEN GODESS WOOO-

Love the headpiece and caplet, love the drama. I love that the area where the caplet overlaps with the dress is lined in white sequins so you can tell at a glance and I ESPECIALLY love how the caplet comes up to this little white sequin choker look.

I also really, really love that without the cape and headpiece this could really just be an adorable sequin dress but you add two things and BOOM GLIMMERING GODESS energy-

[andro-dino]

wooo currently on the road rn and I’m gonna be for a while so I’m gonna drop some miscellaneous hcs I’ve been thinking abt. feel free to gimme some hcs too I get the feeling I’m gonna be very bored for the next 20 hours

- in one of the wild fang episodes, I think Madoka mentions that Vulcan horuseus has a very unique fusion wheel and energy ring so I like to think that Nile designed them himself

- an idea I thought was neat is that the reason karura wears all those bandages is because he’s got a ton of burn scars that he’s covering up. At the time of canon, he’s memorized the exact patterns of the terrain and fire bursts around DNA’s base, but that must’ve taken a lot of trial and error to figure out, so I imagine he’s probably got a good couple scars to show for that

- sakyo at some point starts occasionally calling takanosuke “taka” and he tries to be casual about it but people start teasing him once they pick up on that

- on that note, I really like to think that even though sakyo tries to be super cool and intimidating even after he’s technically become friends with everyone, no one else really takes him that seriously and none of them hesitate to make fun of him

- I’ve talked abt this so much before and I will never stop talking abt it I love the main friend group of shogun steel (Zyro Shinobu ren and kite). They’re all incredibly silly together and I think even though they make fun of each other all the time, they’re very openly affectionate and comfortable with each other. Also, even thought they’re all very smart and capable people in their own respects by themselves, together, the collective iq instantly drops. All of them are constantly fighting for custody of the singular collective braincell they share

- on the note of shogun steel friend groups, I’ve talked abt this idea with shekel a bit and I love it dearly, dna/bttf all share an apartment post-canon. It goes about as well as you would expect. Very constant clashing personalities and arguments, balancing different food preferences while grocery shopping, all of them have different sleep cycles and half of them are basically nocturnal, genjuro’s the only one who even vaguely resembles a functional human being, it’s a mess and they wouldn’t trade it for anything.

- baihu is the one person who doesn’t have a designated sleeping spot. Technically he has his own little blanket and pillow den in one of the closets but mostly he just goes where he so pleases and no one has any power to stop him. Sometimes he sleeps on top of the kitchen cabinets, sometimes on the floor. Sometimes the others wake up with him sleeping on top of them, sometimes they (mostly spike. I think he’d be a heavy sleeper) wake up on the floor with him in their beds instead. I’m not convinced he hasn’t somehow slept on the roof at least once.

In light of the recent uptick in second gen characters n stuff, I’ve been thinking abt some ideas with some of the other characters.

- Zeo is very much in the camp of not wanting kids because he does not trust himself enough to raise another human being. He and the rest of team dungeon would already have their hands full enough as is with all of the new dungeon gym kids also.

- I don’t think King and Masamune would mind having kids though. They’d be surprisingly functional parents i think. Toby and Zeo would be good babysitters.

- Benkei I think would want kids of his own, but already feels fulfilled enough with all the shogun steel kiddos, and is probably also too busy running bull burger and the bey park to think about it.

- Axyl and Chao Xin settle for pets over human children. They have a ragdoll cat called Muddy Mittens (Axyl’s idea) and a chocolate lab named Tico (Chao Xin’s idea. He seems like a chocolate lab kind of guy yk?). Axyl also wanted pet rats but decided that would not be a good idea with Mud. Essi meanwhile is disgusted that her sibling has become a “no real kids just fur babies” adult.

[sang8262]

1, 14, 15 :D

Oh these are particularly fitting for JP!! Thanks so much for the ask! 1. is about fashion, 14. is how F/O treats you, and 15. is about love languages, under the cut since it's long:

1. Gush about your F/O's sense of style/ fashion!

WOOO so, I love formal wear, if that wasn't obvious enough already. A bit too much, and frankly, without knowing much about suits other than 'they look nice'. But that doesn't stop me from loving how nicely put together JP is all the time, whether it be his bold orange vest, scarf and fedora fit, the Nayshalli robes, or even just plain ol' classic 3 piece suit we often see him in.

I've mentioned elsewhere but his character design with the playing cards/ 'King of No Country' title also reflects super well with what he's wearing in his default costume!! I really enjoyed digging into the details and finding that everything clicks together like that.

Otherwise it's also that, goodness, you can really admire his legs. Usually I don't think it's common to be able to have such... tight, form fitting suit pants look not-silly, but this is a game so they can do what they want with the models. So I'm allowed to admire his calves and butt lmao. NOT TO MENTION his gloves and shoes are just, WHAH. They modeled those with really nice details and for a good reason, since his intro scene focuses on his hands, and his win outro focuses on his shoes. It's just a crazy power move to not step on his opponents while showing he definitely could. While fighting in a pristine outfit. This is less about his fashion per se but rather how he maximally uses his good fashion as a weapon as much as his own fighting skills. It sends a message.

Oh and I haven't talked much about the arcade mode robes, and since we got a bit more art of what traditional, formal Nayshalli outfits look like in recent art, I can appreciate this outfit of his a bit more! This might be obvious or expected, idk, but I love that the patterns on it, the colors, and jewelry are all consistent with what other side characters are wearing too. It feels just a bit more believable as the traditional/ local style yknow?

Also, I REALLY like how his and Kimberly's arcade modes depict him almost as a supernatural monster or other, and the longer hair, glowy eyes, and gratuitous use of psycho power helps a lot with that image. The robes just add to the feel of 'an old and ancient evil' kinda vibe.

That said, I think it's amazing how well he manages to make such a wide range of colors and styles work for him. Of course the in game palettes can be pretty ostentatious sometimes, say with a golden yellow coat jacket (Outfit 2, Color 3). But overall nothing looks bad on him across all the outfits we've seen him in, he's just got that confidence and charisma.... and it helps he's built like a shit brickhouse underneath to support it.

14. Gush about how your F/O treats you (Are they protective? Loving? Are you the only person who gets to see their soft side?)!

HONESTLY for scenarios where he's interacting with me, it's hard to imagine anything other than his public facing "polite gentleman" persona;; I feel like I'd be a nervous wreck, just purely for the fact that he's authoritative and perceptive-- conversations with him would feel like I'm being interviewed and analyzed with every response, and I do not think I'd be getting high marks;;

So I guess he'd treat me with.. kindness?! Probably a lot of assurances that it's a pleasure to meet me, no problem at all, do sit down, all with a soft smile and untold calculations to steal my bank account clicking away in his head. Genuinely, I would never survive a social exchange with someone like JP lmFAO;;;;

15. Gush about your F/O's love language!

Had to remind myself which ones there were but I'd say acts of service and quality time!!

Logic being, process of elimination:

Gift giving - I feel could be a way he shows affection, but in a manipulative way. To him, the material and capitalistic are ways to control people, especially if it means gaining the affections of the other. I'm sure he can be honest and genuinely thoughtful with his gifts, but giving gifts to him is another story. I mean, just look at how he responds to the things we give him in World Tour: even with max friendship bond he opts for "I suppose I should thank you", and he talks about his old JOB when receiving the item he should 'love most'. So gift giving is not the strongest one for him.

Words of affirmation - similar thought process here with the above. He's a chronic liar and deceiver, so words are more of a tool to use to manipulate people. And again, I'm sure he can be quite honest with his feelings if he wants to, and he's not so obtuse to dismiss truly affectionate words towards him... But it probably isn't his most obvious way of showing or receiving affection. He probably gets empty compliments all the time with people trying to get on his good side, so yknow what? Maybe a real, raw emotional confession of admiration towards him might be refreshing for him for a change.

Physical touch - IDK maybe cause I'M not super keen on it, the author is projecting too much oh no But it's also rather difficult for me to see him too big on casually affectionate touch. Mostly based on how he doesn't like close combat, and is totally a neat freak about getting his clothes and hands dirty. As if he doesn't want to get his fingerprints on potential evidence cause of something so.. personal space invading, like touch. Maybe the key word here is causally affectionate: if it's deliberate, planned, and strictly under his terms, it could be nice who knows!!

I guess I could also make the argument that, because of all these reasons above (that so often he lies and is lied to, material wealth is meaningless to him, physical touch is a foreign concept) that those moments engaging with these 3 in particular are all the more valuable. It's just in comparison to the following 2, it's less obvious or, strong of a message of love for him IMO.

With all that said,

Acts of service - He probably respects people who go out of their way to seriously do the thing they promise, more so than the promise (words) themselves. And there's that conversation from World Tour with him, about free will and all (Libet's experiment, which is a whole other rabbit hole I won't get into;;), which tells me he's at the least intrigued by what compels us to act and do the things we do. So maybe he'd give actions and plans enacted a bit more credit, especially if he knows a lot went into accomplishing a certain action/plan with respect to resources, time, effort, etc.

Quality time - Similar vein with the above! He seems so busy and in the middle of something all the time, even as he's quietly looking out over the city at night... He could use a break now and then. Time is money and all that too so, any quality time you spend with him is inherently valuable. And even time spent working with him might be a way to show affection too. Goes hand in hand with acts of service, since it's about dedicating all resources to show how much you support him (and his criminal activities).

[sunkingwrites]

POMPOM FLOWER :0

the funny thing is, whenever I see that flower I think of you! it’s one of my favooooriteeee flowersss, and they usually present joy and optimistic relationshipssssss (and youuu have brought sooo much joy! <3)

ahem ahem I probably shouldn’t be um being a dumbass using my phone in the bathtub after a mini photoshoot (IT WAS SO COOL) but i sWEAR i’m holding outside of the bath over the floor this time— anyways, whAT I WAS GOING TO SAYYYY- MndkajJjas I wanna paint my nails with you after I’m done taking a selfcare bathhh ;v;

I don’t even know why I’m talking about my bath- it’s comfortable… and I have no shame with my selfcare days ohmygod.. I need to learn how to stop 😭

KQJDIDI ANYWAYS BACK TO YOU, YOU DROP-DEAD-GORGEOUS HUMAN— I’m coooking laterrrr and I was wondering about food preferences (because I personally will eat anything edible as long as it doesn’t have b e a n s; I am a sucker for new things!)

sooooo what kinda food do you likeeee?? oooo and and back to the flowers- what flowers do you like as well? I swear I’m not planning anything *cough* I don’t know what you mean *cough*

POMPOM FLOWER!! FUCK YEAH FUCK YEAHHH!!

Bruuhhh it's suuuchh a pretty flower thoo aaahhhhhh

And-- PHOTOSHOOT, DID I HEAR PHOTOSHOOT??? Dude lemme get in there, imma get a bunch of closeups woo wooo, I fucking LOve photoshoots!!!! :DD

Ollie omg nooo, keep going on about your self care baatthh, VIBE AWAYYY VIBBEE AWAAAYYY!!

Ooh okay okay so what colour are we thinking for nail polish though? I'm getting you to decide because I think I have more colours so it'll be more likely to have what you choose,, and you can choose multiple colours of course of course BECAUSE THERE ARE MULTIPLE FINGERNAILS!!

uGH, yeah,, I am preettyyy gorgeeouus huh? ☆☆☆ :D

Okay uhhh food,, well since you're talking actually food and not candy-- because sour candy is where it's at-- mmmm I really like spicy food, and combining like.. every flavour that I like into one thing... because I'm verryy indulgent and I feel like that shows in the way I make things- today I had some butter turkey and rice with added hot sauce and green onions, because my mum made a turkey a bit ago and had a buNCh left over- but I should specify that I dIDNT actually make the food,, it was made for me and I just added a bunch of different shit to it like I always do--

something that I really like making is instant noodles,, then draining them and adding some margarine (cuz this boy shouldn't have butter), mayo, soya sauce, hot sauces, and a bunch of other stuff- it is again,, VERy indulgent.. but I really like it! And make sure you add a veggie aspect too cuz that'd important- but also slather those veggies in sauuceee becauseee yuummmyummyyy- oh goddss I'm getting hungry just thinking about this stufffff :')

Okay okay, so I'm gunna talk about flowers instead then-

Dude I literally don't know shit about flowers. xD I know tulips cuz they bloom around my birthday time (springg booyyy),, but I know the characteristics I like in flowers-- so I hope that's good enough

I like when flowers have a nice stem that you can hold it by, so it's easy to smell it, and easy to offer it to someone, so they can hold it and don't have to worry about dropping it

I like when flowers are bright, like they grab your attention, I like the warm colours of them- when it feels like they're reaching out to you and inviting you to smell them or take a closer look

I like when flowers have little patterns to their petals, yeah the teardrop shaped petals are fine- but I want some ruffles, some ridges and irregular curves- I need that flower to exist in its own space, existing as a separate creation in a field of monotony.

soooo yeah! I hope that's good <3

[kobayashibarnesthequeer]

Intrusive Thoughts

(Bucky Barnes x OC)

First post here WOOO! This is also going on my AO3.

Hope you like it!

***

It was midnight.

Dana Kobayashi lay chest to chest with her boyfriend Bucky Barnes, dozing off while listening to the harmony of his heartbeat and breath. She traced the gold lines in his metal arm, and replayed his most vulnerable moments in her mind. Moments where he told her he loved her. Moments where he was powerless to her and only her. Moments where he told her, "I'm yours."

She relaxed with the familiar motions of his gunmetal fingers running through her short black hair. The little invisible patterns he was creating, combined with his warm breath on back of her neck, lulled her into a stupor.

This was nice.

She was startled out of her nightly thoughts when Bucky suddenly asked in a harsh, raspy whisper:

"Dana, do you think I'm a freak?"

Dana couldn't help but let out a breathy giggle as she looked up at his stubbled face. "What do you mean by that?"

"Just tell me."

Dana's heart ached when she saw the distance in his eyes. Some called it the Thousand Yard Stare. Oh no.

"Bucky, you're talking to a genetic anomaly of a woman who can control sound. So no. I don't think you are." She paused. "Why do you ask?"

She wasn't surprised when he didn't answer. She could see the frantic gears of his head turning in his clear grey eyes. And she knew him well enough that she could put words to those movements.

She took a deep breath and continued to speak, trying not to lose her thoughts to his gray eyes.

"You don't have to answer." She kissed the scarred knuckles of his right hand. "I know...I know what you think of yourself. And do you want to know what you really are?"

Bucky gave her a confused look. Her heart fluttered.

"You're a hurt man," she said, kissing his hand. "You're an abused man. A man who was broken down and thrust into a role he was never meant to play. And yet…"

She took this pause to turn and kiss the scars on his metal shoulder. "You took charge. You sought change and relief so you could be yourself." Another pause, this time to kiss his jaw. "And despite all the pain, you're kind, you're thoughtful, you're cheeky..."

His eyes...the torment in them physically hurt her.

But she kept talking. "Basically, you're growing. You're becoming your best self. So, no, Barnes, I don't think you're a freak. I think you're amazing." With that, she planted a phantom's kiss on his lips and pulled away.

After one of the longest moments of her life, she watched her partner slowly break into a smile, one full of a self-assured warmth. The monsters in his mind fled from his eyes and into the corners where they belonged...at least until his next therapy session. She melted when he pulled her into a sweet kiss.

"...I love you."

"I love you too, Buck."

[ask-legion-fjsj]

Steve see's the Frank he talked to from the Blood Gala, "Hey man! You look good! This is insane right? A whole tropical beach to just relax at..." @askgogglessteve

“Nice vacation from Ormond, at least,” Frank adds. “Don’t get weather like this there.” Frank eyes the other fellow carefully. “You don’t look half bad yourself. Snazzy outfit.”

@askgogglessteve

[thewhizzyhead]

really find it cool how the first cases of the danganronpa games establish the theme and tone of the series and show the players what to expect - especially in the form of an unexpected betrayal.

like, danganronpa trigger happy havoc's first case introduced the hope vs despair narrative through the real twist being 1st victim sayaka maizono (aka the only person makoto knew at the time) being the one who attempted to murder first which lead to the hope vs despair thing as makoto tries to come to terms with the fact that sayaka tried to kill someone and even attempted to frame makoto for it - henceforth showing that not everyone can be trusted and that there is definitely more than meets the eye when it comes to the cases, these characters, and the whole story.

in danganronpa 2, the hope vs despair theme in the first game immediately gets wiped away when nagito komaeda, a seemingly chill dude that is the first to befriend hajime, twists hope into an obsession of his to the point of even setting himself up as what would have been the first death of the game (had his bullshit luck powers not intervened) so that his sacrifice would lead to the ultimates truly grasping their full potential and becoming figures of hope - henceforth cementing him as not only someone very much apart from his ultimate lucky student counterpart (makoto naegi, who was also a big HOPE dude but to a much lesser extent) but as someone who will make the cases and the rest of the story much more complicated than it was in the previous game; this continues the pattern of "there is so much more than meets the eye" in the first danganronpa cases and also paves the way for a new theme to be introduced (past vs future which well makes a lot of parallels and connections between nagito and hajime's stories) since the whole HOPE thing is now turned into something more sinister.

and finally in danganronpa v3, the truth vs lies theme is established with, well, how incredibly fucking confusing the intro was, and with how shuichi had to trust his intuition and very reluctantly accept that kaede, aka the protagonist and aka the girl who was the first to befriend him and has been with him for like 97% of the first chapter, was ultimately the one who instigated the first case's murder. this parallels really well with danganronpa 1's first case since both involve having to accuse the only people they could consider "friends" at the time of murder but instead of makoto finding the hope to continue forward in the face of sayaka framing him, it's shuichi finding the confidence and resolve to not only determine the truth and the lies from kaede's words but to also take her place as someone who eventually leads the charge in filtering what is fact and what is fiction (especially in chapters 5 and 6 holy shit). so case 1 does not only escalate the "more than meets the eye" pattern especially with well the fucking protagonist being the first to be executed but also jumpstarts shuichi's arc from a nervous boy who can't look people in the eye to someone gutsy enough to challenge monokuma to a rematch in chapter 6 so that they can filter the lies from whatever truth has been established up unto that point in terms of not only the entire game as a whole but also of what exactly had happened in case 1 and if kaede was executed on false charges.

i dunno i just really find it so fucking cool-

[darklcy]

hello!! I recently came across your work and adore your writing style:0- i was wondering if i could get a bit of comfort with ekko? preferably for stress/anxiety or whatever you're comfortable with! thank you <3

hi hii! thanks so much for the compliment, i hope you enjoy :3 this is also my first request after my temporary hiatus so wooo!

𝐀𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞

△ arcane masterlist ▼

↳ pairing: ekko x reader

↳ warnings: mentions of anxiety & vague self destructive behavior

↳ word count: 847

Typically fears developed in childhood decrease in intensity or vanish completely by the time adulthood rolls around, but strangely enough, you never did overcome your fear of heights. Ironic, seeing how your name was labeled under the Firelight alias, the group that fought from their signature hoverboards.

It's not reassuring to know that the brush with death was a dance you performed every time the device hummed awake, but among other things, it was just something to get over. You had to make room for more significant matters, not your childish anxieties.

Still, it kept you up at night.

It painted hollow shadows below your eyes, and cursed your stomach in an everlasting nausea. The muscles in your body grew weaker from lack of nutrition, and it was only a matter of time before it really began to show.

Despite the physical damage to your body, the guilt was the worst of it. There was no time to be afraid. No time for any setbacks or distractions. Focus must be on the future, the future the Firelights worked so hard for. The very reason for the groups' existence.

Every mission was a step towards freedom, and that alone was a purpose worth dying for. But for some, mind-boggling reason, you just couldn't accept that fate.. And you despised yourself for it.

First, it was denial. Then it was anger, and now, you're not too sure what to call this expression. Despair? Fatigue? What is in this reflection you're staring at right now, that brings your state of mind closer to the cliff? Did you even recognize yourself? Was this person on the other side of the glass really you?

Stumbling backwards onto your mattress, you tightly gripped the fabric of your pants as your gaze fell to the floorboards. Departure was in ten minutes. The clock was ticking fast. The familiar clench in your chest rose up from the depths, causing your lungs to sharply inhale.

1...2...3...1...2...3..

The skin between your brows pulled together. It's not working.

1...2...-

"Hey. Reminder, we move out in five."

His voice passing by your door interrupted the pattern.

The glance he spared you was brief, but the hunch in your shoulders drove out a double take. The tip of his boot hit the doorframe to halt his step. Hand coming to rest on the wood, Ekko raised a brow at your silence.

"..You okay?"

Your foot began to bounce, hands coming together to interlock.

"Mhm. Yeah."

Ekko frowned as he entered the room. "You sure about that?"

You slapped the palms of your hands to your knees as you rose, a wavering sigh flying out your chapped lips. "Yes. It's just.." Your arms waved around in a gesture. "I don't know...jitters."

The boy chuckled, quirking his brow higher up his forehead. "Still get those, huh? Though I can't say anything, I get them, too."

You frowned this time. "You still get nervous?"

Even though his announcement marked the limited minutes before take off, Ekko leisurely replaced your spot on the mattress and exhaled, eyelids closing. "Before every mission. Before I get out of bed. Before I do...anything."

Suddenly, the suffocating weight inside your chest lifted, just by the slightest amount. Stepping forward, you sat down beside him, staring at the same wooden planks as before. Ekko turned to you, eyes studying the muscles of your expression.

He wasn't a stranger to the signs. The weariness in your cheeks and eye circles, as well as the dead skin on your lips due to biting. You were more than nervous right now. He clapped a hand to your shoulder.

"We're gonna be okay."

The smoothness in his tone wrapped you up in an embrace and squeezed until you couldn't breathe. The skin of your neck tensed as you swallowed, an irritating wetness pooling in your vision. The hand on your shoulder moved to wrap around you entirely, bringing your body to lean against his.

Your cheek lolled down to meet the cut off of his sleeve, the fabric catching the tear that escaped you. His hand rubbed your right arm a couple times as you sniffled.

"We got this, alright? You're strong. I know you can handle this. And if anything goes south, you get out of there."

You nodded against him, swiping away the dampness from your cheeks.

"You don't have to go through this alone, alright? I'm here, [First]. You can talk to me."

He received another nod from you. When he didn't hear any other vocal response, he gently shook you, earning a hushed laugh.

"Okay?" "Okaay."

You met his lingering stare with a grin, eyes no longer damp. "Thank you."

Patting you on the arm, he rose up to his feet, ultimately bringing you with him. "Don't thank me. It's what we do. We look after each other."

His hand slid off your form and grabbed both of yours, giving you a gentle squeeze.

"..You ready?"

Ridding the remains of your nerves with another slow breath, you made eye contact with a bit more confidence.

"Yes."

And you were.

[i-imade-a-thing]

Amphibia: The Roots of Evil & The Core and The King Details

Ok there is sooo much to unpack this week! I'm just gonna skip the intro and gets right into it. Spoiler below!

The Roots of Evil

When Anne is recruiting resistance, Anne's theme played

Fwagon RETURNS

The wallpaper of the room have pics on frogs burning a flower...weird

Even before the reveal, we can see bunch of mushrooms in the background, even the stained glass have mushrooms pattern

APOTHAGARY AND JEREMY RETURNS WOOO

They gave Bessie a flower crown~

When Plantar returns to fight, Anne's theme is played

Flame-bot that is destroyed have "X" mark in their eyes

THEY EVEN HAVE A SIGN FOR THEM LMAO

SPORE PLOTLINE SPORE PLOTLINE

When Plantars leave the village, Anne's theme is played

The Core and The King

"We got her lock in a little room up here"....headspace marcy scene confirm!?

Red relvet with ube frosting cupcake is marcy's fav, noted

Darcy's movements are weird and inhuman

Also that cable attach to Darcy is surprisingly long

The scene above have so many details. The code on the left said "Your Portrait", conquer counter went from 4 to 5, the newts holding some sort of battery, and lots of conquest propaganda

Barrel won 26 times, sheesh

Andrias use the same pink glasses as in The Plantars Checks In and other multiple episodes

The letter from Leif read "Im in the garden prepare on a surprise"

Leif doing the Plantar dance

The mossmen are the same as the one from sleepover ep and wally&anne ep

The statue in the garden look quite similar to Olivia (maybe cuz her family protecting nature and stuff)

Andrias blushing at Leif dance while Barrel is dancing lol

Andrias seems to use his hands and legs to run, similar to the scene in TC

Aldrich's(andrias' dad) weapon seems to eyes symbols(7 in total)

The Kingdom's banner seems to be a flower and core's eye at the same time

"Friendship doesn't last son," does this mean Aldrich also get betrayed once before?

Leif premonition scene include resource mining scene from Olivia and Yunan, floating castle from TC, and tapestry from TC and Mother of Olms

This one's new, wonder if it will come up in All In

RED MOON RED MOON

Seems like Amphibian really believe in conquering other world

In the court we can see frogs, toads, and newts being together

Also: Stan Pines hat

Olms mention, continuation of what we learned last week

Leif saying "friends?" kinda remind me of that the ep Cursed! ending

The robots following Andrias and Aldrich is the same as Frobo

Shadowfish and those small creatures in Bizarre Bazaar in a jar

Barrel's Warhammer seems to put out orange flames, unlike what we seen in present day

Leif use the same mossman as the one we saw in Wally and Anne

"Her and her kind need to be kept in line," so Andrias invent the caste system in Amphibia

Andrias sending Barrel to villages, which line up with how he died

"Memory wipe in progress"

Darcy start up sounds like mac lol

Aaannddd that's everything I found this ep! I can't believe Apothagary and Jeremy make a return, what an unexpected comeback! Also, I LOVE MY BOI BARREL SO MUCH! HES SUCH A GOOF! Also also I feel really bad for this friend group, they seems so close to each other and then, everything's gone. Man frog shows be pulling out bangers after bangers!

[citowon]

Shopping Date 🎀 Yuki Rurikawa

WOOO i didn’t expect to churn this out in time for yuki’s birthday! happy birthday to one of the strongest characters in mankai ;u; 

words: 2010

tags: fluff, established relationship, gender neutral reader, ily ask meme

responses to “i love you” !! 49. “What?”

You held the shirt hanger against your chest, smoothing the folds and striking a pose all the while. “Yuki, isn’t this pretty? What do you think?”

Yuki let out an ugly snort. “That is the worst thing I’ve ever seen in my life and the more I stare at it the more I’m convinced I’d rather throw myself into the ocean before even being in a 10-foot radius of this hot mess.”

“Surely you don’t mean it!” You scoffed. “This is the height of fashion!”

“Reader, I know you’re messing with me, and I am totally fine with that. The garbage you found at the last store was hilarious.”

“It’s not a joke,” you joked. 

“I am 100% willing to go along with pretending that hi-low skirts are still a major thing- you know, literally four years after it peaked- and whatever abomination you try and convince me is actually genius, but not this. Not ever this.”

“I’m not! It’s really cool!”

Yuki placed his hand on his forehead like he was about to faint, but he bore an exasperated smile. “It has the limpest ruffles I’ve ever seen on the shoulders!”

“It’s a statement!”

“Yes, and the statement is ‘I am weaker than an instant ramen seasoning packet.’”

“Not entirely so! Look at these shoulder pads!”

“We should have left them in the 80’s where they belong.”

“And isn’t this polka-dot pattern adorable?

“It’s not even aligned properly. Look at the left and right sides, the right is tilted a little more than the left at the button-up.”

“Aw, I guess you have a point there.” You complained overdramatically and started sliding the hanger back onto the rack, but stopped. “Heyyy, this thing has a hood!”

“Why,” Yuki asked, clearly not wanting to know why. “Just put it back before I throw up.”

“If you insist,” you chirped. The hanger clacked onto the steel rack with its other unsold brethren. You turned to your boyfriend, who was currently scrutinizing two skirts, one black with a matching lace overlay, and the other a pleated sky blue. “Honestly, though, go with the blue. Bright colors suit you.”

“I was thinking the same thing,” he replied, and sped over to the register. Before you knew it, you were already out of the store and back on the concrete of one of Veludo Way’s most coveted streets. You and Yuki always used to save up money to roam the high-end stores, and just as often, make fun of how hilariously bad some name brand items are. 

 “I don’t get why you think that blouse was so bad anyways,” you said. Yuki’s paper shopping bag crinkled as it brushed against his dress.

“Don’t even get me started on how tragic it was. I bet those giant pockets weren’t real.”

“Hey, how’d you guess?”

“It’s obvious. They were way too flat when you held it up to yourself.”

You pursed your lips. “Man, I wish I could figure that out as fast as you can. It’d make jean shopping so much easier.”

“I figured it out when I started making my own clothes.” Yuki’s eyes didn’t waver as he walked straight ahead, but you caught his prideful smirk, the one he always wore when talking about sewing.

“That’s my boy.” You slipped your hand into his. 

“Sure is.” 

Yuki walked coolly and confidently wherever he went, and with you beside him, he was no different, his chunky heels clunk-clunk-clunking along the pavement like they could kill a man. You wouldn’t be surprised if he actually could. 

You and your boyfriend passed along a crosswalk, the comfort of his grump spreading through your body and calming you. When you first told him those three words, you could’ve sworn you blew it- it was clumsy, and unpolished, but genuine, and only a few months into your relationship. 

“Reader, I like you,” he broke the long, suffocating silence as you stood there, trying to stay cool. “And I really like what we have, but I’m not there yet. That’s really flattering, but I can’t say it back right now.”

You won’t lie to yourself, it stung like a bitch, but Yuki stayed with you. That had to count for something, right? You used to think to yourself, It’s only natural that two people don’t just fall for each other at the same time, and over time, the rejection eased, and the relationship only grew deeper. 

You glanced at him as you continued your walk. “I love you,” you said. 

“I know,” Yuki said. 

Same as always. 

His hand wavered in yours as you trekked up a sloping hill. He huffed a little as you reached the top. 

You wondered if you scared him. 

Before you could sink into your thoughts, Yuki took a turn into a store, leading you along with him. “Hey, let’s go in here.”

“Huh? I thought you already got something?”

“I saved a lot for today.” He dove into a cluster of cabinets and racks, and sifted through the hangers before finally pulling out a royal purple sweater. “Hey, hold onto this for me?”

You did as told, and he adjusted it to face in front of your body, squinting as he did so. “What do you think about it, Reader?”

“It’s a really pretty color,” you said. “I like how it feels, too.”

“You should try it on.”

“If you insist. But if it’s secretly ugly and this is just revenge for the shoulder pad ruffle blouse, I’m gonna sue you.”

“Yeah, yeah. Hurry up and try it on already.”

That was how you found yourself in the fitting rooms of one of the most luxurious stores you’ve ever been to, looking in the mirror from each and every angle. 

You’ve never gone into this store before, and you’ve barely had any name brand clothes before, so you didn’t have much to compare the sweater to, but God, this thing felt great. 

The purple was just as lovely against your skin as it was on the rack, and made your favorite features stand out (and in a good way, unlike half of the other purple colors you’ve tried in your usual haunts). The material was just as soft on the inside as it was outside, but it was in a loose and light weave that made your favorite chunky sweater at home pale in comparison as it draped along your body. The size was spot on as well, except for the sleeves that rested by your knuckles, but all things considered, it felt like mittens, and you figured it was a plus. 

You made a tough face to psych yourself up as you went to the door. The lock opened with a charming, quiet click. (Man, that was satisfying. All those squeaky locks in your usual stores should take some notes.)

Yuki sat daintily by a bench outside the fitting rooms, his bag along the floor as he checked his phone. You called his name. 

“About time. Hey, lemme… see.” 

Well, hell. If you knew a sweater of all things would’ve left Yuki speechless, you would’ve scheduled a shopping date the second an autumn collection dropped. 

His reaction wasn’t jaw-dropping by any means, but the corners of his eyes crinkled and he laughed to himself. “I really know how to pick ‘em, huh.”

“I hope that’s a compliment.”

“It is. It really suits you.” He curled around your body and inspected how it fit, a habit he picked up as a costume designer. “Do you like it?”

“‘Do you like it-‘ of course I like it! You have a great eye.”

“Give yourself some credit. Clothes don’t wear you, you wear clothes.”

“Well, yeah, but I’m used to being humble.”

“All humility aside, you look great.” Yuki glanced up at you. “You look happy.”

“Yep, I really love it! Hold on, I’m gonna change and then check the price.”

Easier said than done. You threw on your regular clothes and read the tag. You bit your tongue before you could scream at the price. 

No wonder you barely frequented this street! Surprisingly, it was affordable for the reputation these stores had, but that still didn’t make all those zeroes at the end less imposing.

You left the room trying to hide the soured look on your face. “It’s a lot, Yuki.”

He was shocked. “You’re buying it?”

“Maybe not. It’s a lot.”

In an instant, he let out a relieved sigh. “Oh, that’s good.”

“What do you mean that’s good-“

“I was gonna buy it for you, Reader.”

You blanched. “Wait, Yuki, you don’t have to! Save your money for yourself, you don’t have to spend on me!”

“I want to,” he said simply. “Don’t worry, I’ve been saving up before I even decided I wanted to get you something. My paychecks really start to add up after a few plays.”

“That’s good and all, but I don’t want to-“

“And I don’t have a lot I wanted to buy today, and we aren’t really fancy restaurant people.” Yuki wagged a manicured finger as he ticked off his reasons. “And I wanted to give you something, okay? Don’t make it into a big deal.”

Your finger twisted the price tag. “It kind of is. To me, at least.”

“Congrats on being a big deal to me then. So do you want it or not?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay. It’s for you, then.”

“Thank you, Yuki.” You pressed a kiss onto his cheek. “I’m not gonna forget this!”

“Geez. It’s a gift, that’s all.” He said this like a grump, but the way he brushed his finger over his cheek where you placed your kiss betrayed his act. 

You still looked away when Yuki checked out, though, and only snapped back into reality when Yuki plopped all the shopping bags into your hands. “You can pay me back by holding those.”

In any other scenario that may have been worse than just paying for your sweater, but then again, you only held two items between you and Yuki. Lady Luck was really smiling on you today, huh? “Thanks, Yuki.”

“You don’t have to keep thanking me either!”

“Still. It was thoughtful.” You played with your hair and averted your eyes as you and your boyfriend exited the store, and noticed one the store display. “Wait, hey! Isn’t that mannequin wearing the same sweater as mine?”

“Yeah. I saw it and thought you’d like it.”

Okay, Lady Luck wasn’t just smiling, she was pouring a torrent of blessings on you today. That had to be one of the most romantic things Yuki’s ever said to you. 

“Awwww. That’s really sweet, Yuki,” you said. “Super cute that you thought of me.”

“It wasn’t like I tried. I just saw it and thought of the person I…”

His voice trailed off. 

“What?”

“N-nothing.”

“No no no no no, hold on, Rurikawa,” you said, hoping your smugness overruled your disbelief. “Let’s backpedal. What did you say?”

“You heard me! I’m not saying it again!” He cried, turning pinker by the second. 

You teased, “Are you pouting, Yuki?”

“Am not!”

“So it’s not an issue, right? What’d you say?”

“I said I love you, got it- mmph.”

Whatever protest Yuki was planning, it died on his tongue as you grabbed his hand, ducked into an alley, then threw your arms around him in a bone-crushing hug. 

“I didn’t know you did,” you whispered, soft and high pitched. 

“I do, okay?” You felt Yuki’s head rest against your shoulder. “It’s weird. It’s… hard for me to say. But I do.”

“I love you. I’ve loved you for so long.”

“I told you ‘not yet’ when you first said it, right? You don’t have to be so dramatic.”

You gripped Yuki’s shoulders, pushed him away, then dove in for a kiss, brief and quick but with pure joy behind your lips. He kissed back. 

“I’m just so happy,” you mused. “I love you.”

Despite all the prickliness in your boyfriend, nothing would erase the dopey smile on his face. “I l-love you too.” 🎀

[unforth]

So, English-Speaking Danmei Fandom... (Part 2!)

...you saw my post yesterday and you’re like, “okay, I made a JJWXC account and now I know how much the thing I want to support costs, how do I do the actual money thing?”

Here, I’m figuring it out right now, let’s do it together. I AM STILL RELYING ON THE GUIDE BY SHOKO TRANSLATES. YOU SHOULD USE IT TOO. I have only the most basic idea wtf I’m talking about, and I only have that much because of this guide. That said, it seems to focus more on mobile, and I’m using desktop, so if you’re also on desktop my thing here might help you?

One, go to the payments page. Fortunately, they’ve made it pretty easy to find...

...by making it the one on that list that’s in RED. Handy, right? No, I don’t know what it actually says. Again, I don’t speak a lick of Chinese. I have some Japanese so sometimes I recognize characters but that doesn’t get me far, ha.

Once you click that (you have to be logged in, of course!) it’ll open up a new screen, with a list of payment options on the right. As far as I can tell, this is what the choices are:

I’m gonna take a stab at international credit card, since that’s...the only one of these I have??? I tried to figure out what the “shenzhouxing” prepaid card is but basically got no where.The Shoko Translates guide does NOT have instructions on this part, at least not for desktop? And the pages look pretty differently on desktop. Anyway. Here goes nothing...I’m mostly relying on C&P and Google translate. *sweatdrop*

So, there are two tabs, but I can’t C&P them and I have no idea what they say. However, the one on the right doesn’t have any boxes for entering stuff?? So I’m gonna stick with the left...OH. It’s a page for doing security questions. Oh god, um.

Alright. So. Put your password in the top box. For the security questions, what they say is basically irrelevant, except it’s worth noting that the default option is apparently not a question - it’s just “select one.” If, like me, you don’t know Chinese...just pick whichever questions, and put in answers you’ll remember. It doesn’t give a damn if your answers are correlated (though, the first one on the list has something to do with dad, and the second on the list has something to do with mom, I recognize those characters, ha. It doesn’t let you pick the same questions twice...and there are two near the bottom that I THINK might be “father’s birthday” and “mother’s birthday.” And one about elementary school. Sorry, I’m distractable. The point is, the questions don’t matter as long as they accept your answers! Yes, it accepts English ones, and no it doesn’t have anyway of knowing if your answers correlate to the questions at all. TAKE A SCREENCAP OF YOUR CHOSEN QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS AND SAVE IT BECAUSE YOU’LL NEED THEM AGAIN!!! Do your pattern match thingy, then click the green button, and there’s another page which looks like it’s asking me to re-enter the same answers.

Click the green button on that second page, and there’s a new page with a single line of Chinese text:

“恭喜你，密保设置成功，点击此处跳转到用户基本信息页面”

which, according to google translate, is

“Congratulations, the secret security setting is successful, click here to jump to the user basic information page.”

Guess I’ll click the thing.

ALRIGHT. So, after doing all that, it takes me back to a home page? Awesome. Whatever. As long as it worked. Click on that red one in the navigation bar again, and NOW when you go to the “international credit card payment” one...

AHA THIS IS VERY PROMISING, lol. So, based on Shoko Translate’s guide, that place drop down menu with “17″ written says “USD” after it, and that it’ll get me 10,000 points. It looks like it processes payments through Paypal; based on my experience with Paypal, that means you may not need an actual Paypal account? But I’m honestly not sure, and I’ve had a Paypal account for 20 years, so I’m just gonna, ya know, use that.

A little window pops up that I’m assuming (blind guessing) is a “this will take you to another page/open a new window, is that a thing you want?” and I clicked the option on the right, and yep, it opened my Paypal. I’ve got a card on file, so...I’m just doing that. (I’d...better make sure I actually have $17 in my account... *another sweat drop*...okay yes I have like $80, wooo...oh, crap, I accidentally paid from my business account, sigh...well, there was def money in there but I’d better pay myself back...ANYWAY.)

Do the payment thing!

It redirects back to JJWXC!

It says something in big bold letters and I have absolutely no idea what! But then it loads, and it’s all the Chinese that I now recognize as my personal account page, and when I scroll to the bottom and...

...well I have no idea what any of that says but it sure as hell LOOKS like victory. Now to see if I can actually, ya know, buy a thing! I can’t afford to get everything I’d like to at once - I’m pretty broke - so I’m going to start with Tian Guan Ci Fu. It’s my favorite danmei novel, and one of my favorite books of all time, AND it’s by MXTX so even though I can’t buy MDZS on here, I can still support her. I linked to it yesterday in my previous post (which, again, is here).

Author: 墨香铜臭 

Title: 天官赐福

Direct Link:

https://href.li/?http://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=3200611

Now...

1. scroll down to the chapter list and click on the first one that says [VIP] next to it. Click the chapter title.

2. the circled button is “select all”

3. a pop up checks if you actually meant to do that. click the one on the left to confirm.

4. scroll to the bottom, and...

5. ignore those two check boxes, you might think they’re a ToS confirmation or a “are you sure” but they’re actually about subscribing to the book (which is pointless, since it’s finished) at least according to google.

6. ...uh...shit...now I have to figure out which of these buttons actually does the thing...um...oh thank God, it’s in the Shoko Translates Guide. So, there are five buttons right below the line saying how many points I have. The first is “confirm purchase” so, ya know, just ignore the other ones and click it.

7. A dialog box popped up! It says how many I spent and how many I have left and a bunch of Chinese and two mystery buttons...thank God, again, for Shoko translates, apparently they’re “read now” on the left and “read later” on the right. I’m gonna “read now” just to see if it worked...

8. Well...it sure looks like a book??? I have the PDF translations (a copy from before it was removed, and no, I won’t share it), and, um...okay, so the first unlocked chapter is 21...oh hey, I see San Lang (三郎)! That’s, like, the only thing on this whole page I can read! lmao. Anyway, comparing, like, pagination, and the placement of the exactly one thing I can read, YES, this definitely worked!

SO.

This has been your second installment of “disaster dumb white person who speaks no Chinese liveblogs their way through figuring out how the HELL to buy danmei on JJWXC.” If this has been helpful to you, please REBLOG, SIGNAL BOOST, and more importantly, SUPPORT YOUR FAVORITE DANMEI AUTHORS!!!!!!

(I own TGCF. I’m so happy omfg. 😭 😭 😭 😭 )

(and as a reminder: I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing. If you have a question that requires that someone know what they’re doing, DON’T ASK ME. Instead, try the Shoko Translates guide I linked at the beginning!!! Here, I’ll even link it again. USE IT. DO THE THING.)

[15-dogs]

Hi! 💕 if its okay, could i request a George x fem!reader with the prompts 2 and 17 (fluff) from the list 3?

ginger snaps |g.w.|

pairing: george weasley x fem!reader

summary: forgiveness is best served with a side of cookies

prompts:  “Aw, you’re so cute.” and “You promised me a cookie!”

warnings: none

guide: (Y/N) = your name, prompts are bolded

word count: 1711

a/n: aaa I meant to get this out WAY sooner but I’m finally finished so wooo hope you like it!!

You glanced up from your Potions essay for the hundredth time that evening to see your boyfriend, George, staring at you. You rolled your eyes with a groan in mock frustration as you slammed your quill against the table. You could feel the glares from the other studying students in the library, causing you to wince at the just-too-loud noise that you made.

“You best be quiet, love,” he teased.

“It’s your fault, George!”

George clutched his chest, feigning hurt. “Me?” he gasped. “How could it be?”

You glanced around the room before leaning in towards George. Your eyes narrowed in on him as you poked him in the chest. He stared down at your finger, raising his brows at the action that was meant to intimidate him.

“You know exactly what you’re doing.”

A smile tugged at his lips as he tapped your nose. “Aw, you’re so cute.”

You jerked back from him, pretending that your cheeks weren’t tinged pink. Curse that boy and his ability to make you flustered like no one else. “No, I’m not. I’m...I’m…”

“Cute?” he offered.

“Yes-...wait, no!” 

You ran a hand through your hair as you contemplated what to say next. The silence was filled by stifled snickers from George. Your eyes finally snapped up to his, alight with an idea. His laughter died out instantly as he recognized the little expression that was plastered on your face.

“Georgie?”

“Yes, love?”

“Remember a few weeks back when I made those cookies that you just absolutely loved?”

George’s eyes widened as he nodded furiously while recalling the memory; it was his birthday so you made him these fantastic ginger snaps that he couldn’t get enough of. 

“You said that you only make them on special occasions.”

You picked up your quill, your eyes focusing back on your essay. “If you do your work and let me do mine, I’ll bake them for you tonight.”

George’s eyes lit up like a child on Christmas. He pecked your cheek and warmth washed over you at the feeling. As annoying as he could be sometimes, George sure could be sweet. And he knew it too. He knew that if he just looked at you lovingly for a minute, you’d be distracted.

About an hour went by and you were nearly done with your essay, distraction free, when you felt George’s amber eyes on you again. You glanced up and his eyes snapped down to his paper. You bit back laughter as you resumed your work.

And then it happened again. You could feel his stare and, when you looked up, he looked away. At one point you weren’t entirely sure whether you found him annoying or you were swooning. Either way, you weren’t particularly shocked by his behavior, just surprised that he would forfeit free, homemade cookies.

The pattern continued a few more times before you stopped him. You slammed your quill down on the table in frustration, catching your inkwell before you knocked it over as Madam Pince shushed you from the front of the library. 

“George, what are you doing?”

He looked up at you with wide eyes. “Now, love, I thought we agreed not to be distracting!”

“We did! Now why are you distracting me?”

“Distracting you? You’re distracting me!”

You scoffed. “Now how’s that?”

“Because you’re just so beautiful that I can’t look away.”

Your heart swelled but you did your best not to let it show. You were positive that George noticed the blush that coated your cheeks, though, and that only made you more embarrassed.

“See? How could I look away when my girlfriend is just too beautiful?”

“Quit it,” you grumbled, feigning annoyance.

“I’ll try my best, love, but there’s no say that I will.”

And so you tried, and by Merlin you tried, to focus on your work, but George has that wicked way about him where every word, every glance, leaves butterflies in your stomach to the point where you can’t focus on anything else. He knew he had that affect over you, too. He knew because of the way you’d blush and stutter, he knew because of the way you’d tell him to bugger off with a slight smile on your lips, but in that moment, he knew because you kept rereading the same sentence over and over again for about 5 minutes straight.

Finally, your frustrations hit an all time high, causing you to huff and stand up from the desk. George looked up at you with wide eyes, mischief glinting in them.

“What’s the matter?” he asked innocently.

“Take a guess, George.”

You gathered your things and made your way out of the library. You heard the scrambling of papers being mashed together and shoes padding at great haste from carpet onto stone tiling behind you. You glanced over your shoulder as George caught up to you, straightening out his robes.

“Are you going to make the cookies?”

You rolled your eyes. “No, George-

“You promised me a cookie!”

“-I barely got a thing done because of you!”

“Oh,” he sighed softly.

You looked up at George, suddenly feeling quite guilty about your sharpness. You let out a breath, your eyes shutting for a moment. “I’m not mad at you, Georgie.” He gave you a pointed look. “What? I’m not, I swear!”

“Honest? Because you’re giving that look that mum gives Fred and I, well, all the time.”

You cracked a smile, easing George’s anxieties. “No, I’m not mad. I’m just frustrated that I can’t get anything done.”

“So you’re not mad?” he clarified. You shook your head, a laugh on the tip of your tongue.

“No, I’m not mad. I’m just going to head up to the dorms and try to work alone, if that’s okay?”

George felt his heart sink a little— maybe he did take things just a tiny bit too far. He put on a smile as he tugged you in for a hug, placing a gentle kiss to the top of your head. You gave him a shy smile and a meek wave as you left George to his swarming thoughts.

As he watched you round the corner and disappear from sight, he knew he had to apologize. He scoured his mind, wondering how to fix the mess he so clearly caused. So he thought about you, thought about what you would do for him.

Then— as good ideas usually do— it struck him like it had been the most obvious thing in his mind. No wasting time with that apology. As Bill always told him (though he’d pretend not to listen), if you know that you’re wrong, there’s no use in waiting to say sorry.

***

You sat in the common room as it was far more comfortable (and empty) than your dorm. Finally done with your essay, you looked over it one last time before putting it away. Your eyes were tired from looking over the homework repeatedly, feeling like you never want to look at another piece of parchment again.

As soon as you sat a few hours ago, a pit had formed in your stomach. Perhaps you’d been too harsh with George; he was just goofing off and you went off on your own. You had decided that as soon as you finished your essay that you’d head down to the kitchens and bake those ginger snaps that you had promised him earlier.

A few minutes later, you put your essay away and gathered your things as you exited the common room. You snuck into the kitchens with ease but nearly dropped your things from fright when you heard an unfamiliar noise in the back.

“What was that?” you whispered to a house elf.

The little elf known as Pipsy pointed towards a figure at the station which you normally bake at. “Master George is having a few difficulties at the moment.”

“Master George?” you repeated incredulously. George’s head whipped around at the sound of your voice.

“(Y/N)?”

“Thank you, Pipsy,” you said before joining George. You rolled your sleeves up and grimaced at the mess he had made. “What’s going on here?”

He frowned. “An attempt.”

“At what?” 

“Ginger snaps, I believe?”

You couldn’t help but chuckle at the little bits of flour on his face and molasses coated fingers. You snatched a rag off of a rack beside you and cleaned him up. His eyes fell shut with bliss at your fingers carefully brushing off the extra ingredients from his cheek. 

Once his face was cleaned, you popped up on your toes to press a kiss to his cheek. He opened his eyes, grabbing you lightly by the jaw to place a chaste kiss against your lips. The tips of his ears turned red as he never was truly quite used to kissing someone as wonderful as you.

“May I ask what compelled you to make ginger snaps?” you asked as you cleaned up his station.

“Just felt bad about distracting you, is all.” He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, a shy smile finding its way onto his lips. “Why are you here?”

“I guess you could say I felt bad about distracting you, too,” you teased.

George wrapped his arms around your waist from behind, placing a kiss to your temple. “No harm done. Distract me as much as you’d like, my love.”

You rolled your eyes, wiggling out of his grasp as you gathered new ingredients. George eyed you suspiciously, leaning on the counter. You shooed him, pushing him towards the sink with you to wash your hands.

“What in Merlin’s name are you doing?” he questioned, leaning down to catch your eyes.

“Wash up, Georgie! I promised you a cookie, so a cookie is what you’ll be getting.” 

He quirked a brow at your explanation but joined you nonetheless at your station. Your lips curled upwards at his confused demeanor so you motioned for him to stand behind you, taking his hands in yours as you mixed together the ingredients.

From then on, that became a tradition of yours— well, the tradition being you baking cookies while George claimed he was helping by peppering you in kisses every second he could. Although, you were never one to complain.

[brokengem]

So you played some ffvii intermission or Integrade as well? Damn I had a feeling Sonon would die too freaking Square 😡. However someone pointed out he technically got taken by Nero.. he could still be alive down the line? Yuffie Sonon gameplay was slick asf!!! I beaten Weiss and Ultimate Weapon 2.0 those fights were lit!! But damn did I die a lot.. especially in hard mode I got WRECKED by Weiss and Nero until I finally found a pattern that allowed me to beat them

Hell yeah! I just played the Intermission since I had played the Part 1 of the Remake last year when it came out. Though I did just start up another playthrough of Part 1 cause I never finished getting all the trophies and I want to do that.

Right! Like not even 5 minutes after his introduction, I just kind of fell in love with him. Then I had the 'Oh god. They purposely made me love you just to take you away from me' moment. We were fools! We knew he was going to die and they stole him from us.

Oh I definitely agree. His 'death' was by far one of the saddest things I've seen but I don't think he's gone. I was actually talking to friend about that last night. Sonon's body didn't disappear like the rest of Nero's victims that were shown. So he may come back. We may have to fight against him later on down the road and either experience his death all over again or rescue him (I'm hoping for the later. I really enjoyed his character...but SE does love there tragic shit)

Wooo, congrats! Man, I haven't played through the game in Hard Mode yet. I'm actually pretty terrified to do so. I enjoy gaming but I've never been super hardcore. So I usually just skip hard modes and play normal modes (which even then I can get my ass handed to me because I hate dodging things.) BUT I love the FF7 games so much. It's probably my favorite game series of all time. So I really want to make the effort to actually do Hard mode this time of round. I want to actually Platinum it. (But seriously games, please...please stop making completing a game in hard mode one of the dame trophies >.>)