#I JUST WNATED TO TELL YOU THAT

[hiya-im-mary]

@queenieboo22 !! HELLO AGAIN!! I HOPES YOU DOING WELL!!! I WANTS TO ASK YOU STUFF IF THAT’S OKAY!!!!!!

I’ve been thinking about our characters interacting again!! I guess Queenie as a chat as yet and how she fits + how she’d interact with Mary and MY Hc’s for the hotel set my imagination into a permanent overdrive!!! WHICH IS WONDERFUL!!!!

I thinks it’s interesting…the characters obviously thrive and exist as two seperate beings without the other,but…THEY MIRROR EACHOTJER- IT FEELS SO COOL- I WANNA SEE HOW THEY INTERACT SO BAD!! KUAAAAAAA-!!!!!!!! *Explodes inro rainbows*

I…just wanted to say that if that’s okay XD

YOUR CHARACTER INSPIRES ME ALOT AND I REALLY WANTS TO SEE HOW THEY INTERACT!!!!!!!!!!

[spitinsideme]

adult lottielee makeout ... woah ...

[boyswillbedogz]

CONCOTHERE / CONTHERE & INTERANTHROPY

i propose two no labels, rb for reach. as usual these are microlabels and u can use them as you please i just intended to make them to fill a gray area.

CONCOTHERE -

meaning : one who identifies thejr body as not human because their mind/spirit is not human. their bodies present humanely but are not human because that which inhabits the body is not human, not because the body on its own is nonhuman.

etymology: “conco/con” from latin “concoria” meaning “harmonize” + “there” derived from “THERian” and “holothere”.

forms: concothere/conthere (noun to describe a person)

Interanthrope -

meaning : someone whose physical body is not quite human or nonhuman due to either biology, identity disharmony, or delusion.

etymology: derived from latin “inter” meaning “between” + “anthropy” from “therianthropy” and latin “anthrope” meaning “human”

forms: interanthrope (noun to describe a person) interanthropy (noun to describe the condition)

[puppysdog]

not to be bitter about things that are years old but it really makes me sad that a close friend like someone i considered a brother chose to believe lies about me from some stupid shithead ex friend of mine and now we dont interact anymore. and rather than tell me which lies he heard and believed he just ghosted me and left me to figure out what was up rather than talk to me about it. alrighhtyyy

[shadow-bender]

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[lesbianpikachu]

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[danikamariewrites]

The Happiest Day

Bat boys x reader

A/n: I can't believe @polyacotarweek is almost over. I know I'm late for celebration but I wanted to make sure I got out what I wnated to say. I wrote this one because I've never really liked my birthday but in the last few years I've started to enjoy celebrating. I didn't have anyone I liked celebrating with (minus my immediate fam) until college. When people really love you and want to celebrate with you that's what makes the day special in my opinion.

Warnings: none

Another year another century started for you. Today marks your 400th year and Cauldron did you not want to celebrate. Not that you didn’t like your birthday. Quite the opposite actually. You love having a day where you get to do all the things you love. But when it’s just you. 

At some point in your youth your family started celebrating multiple birthdays together. The day no longer felt special. When you were old enough you started doing your own thing. 

Having a calm afternoon to yourself, treating yourself to nice things just felt right. Of course that semi-stopped when you met your mates. Rhys, Cassian, and Azriel always made you feel special and your birthday was no exception. 

Stretching and rolling around the soft sheets you reach out for your mates only to be met with their cold pillows. Your fingers brushed over a note against Rhys’s spot. Your name was written in his elegant handwriting on the outside. Opening the parchment it read, Happy Birthday darling! We’re sorry we aren’t there to kiss you and hold you on our favorite day but you will see why later. We love you very much y/n. Enjoy breakfast in bed. 

Putting the note down on the bedside table a tray appeared. A small vase with Evening Primrose sat in the corner. Chocolate croissants, fruit, toast, and bacon were laid out on beautiful blue and white plates. 

You decided to enjoy breakfast, choosing not to dwell on the giant party your mates are putting together for you.

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Mor knew exactly where to find her cousin this morning. Entering the grand ballroom of the House of Wind Mor weaved between fae carrying large flower arrangements and party decor. She shook her head, blonde waves bouncing around her shoulders. 

Rifling through the stack of papers in her hand she picks out the one Rhys needs to sign. Looking around the room Mor spots Rhys in the middle with the party planner. He was pointing animatedly as Cass and Az lifted the heavy stuff for the decorators. Mor cleared her throat once she was behind her cousin making him slightly jump. 

Once he faced her, Mor gave Rhys a shit eating grin. “Excuse us, I just need the High Lord a moment.” The party planner gave a bow of her head, scurrying off to go perfect something else. “Cousin,” Rhys sighed, “what can I do for you, I am very busy.” Mor hands him the papers and a pen for his signature. As Rhys read through them Mor looked around the ballroom, truly taking in the lengths the males will go to celebrate you. 

Mor’s brows furrowed as she thought back to your last wine night. If she recalled correctly you hated celebrating your birthday with a huge party. “Here,” Rhys shoved the papers back into her arms. Rhys began to walk to the banquet table and Mor followed. “Does y/n like these parties? All seems a bit, ya know…much.” 

Rhys stops dead in his tracks slowly turning to face his cousin again. “Of course she likes the parties. Why would you ask that?” Mor’s eyes go wide along with that stupid smile she’s still wearing. “Oh, you have no clue do you.” 

Cass and Az have now joined the conversation. Confused looks pull at their features which are bringing Mor so much joy. The males look at each other, having a silent conversation. “Mother above you three are thick in the head.” Cassian waves his hands urging Mor to tell them. To stop teasing them with this secret information she’s holding over their heads. 

“She doesn’t like big parties. Have you ever wondered where she goes during the day on her birthday? Why has she only asked for a party with the family?” Their faces drop as the realization hits them like a ton of bricks. “Excuse me,” Rhys murmurs, quickly turning on his heel to tell the party planner to stop everything. Mor let out a triumphant hum, leaving the other two glued to the floor.  

—

On your way to the kitchen you found the house oddly quiet. Usually you could hear the hustle and bustle from the ballroom. People hurrying through the kitchen and foyer, cooking and setting up decorations for the party Rhys insists on throwing you every year. But nothing. Odd for eleven in the morning.

Normally you take the day to yourself to mentally prepare for the large party in the evening. You never liked big events or being the center of attention. It was never fun to be used by your people as a reason to climb a social ladder or gorg themselves on food and alcohol Rhys provided. 

Not that you would ever tell your mates this but you have shed a few tears after putting on your gown. Eventually you pull yourself together. Putting on a smile to look ready to celebrate.   

Shyly poking your head in the kitchen you find it empty. Your brow furrows as you place the breakfast tray in the sink. “Rhys,” you reach out to him in your mind. “Yes, darling.” His voice a purr in your head. “Where is everyone?” “We’re waiting for you in the living room.” You could hear the smile in his voice. You smirked, something told you your mates are up to something. 

You found them in various states of excited and nervous. Cassian was pacing while Rhys and Azriel sit in large arm chairs conversing quietly. Clearing your throat the three perk up, smiles plastered on their lips. Cassian made it to you first, pulling you into a bone crushing hug, “Happy birthday, sweet pea.” He pulls away from you to kiss all over your face leaving you giggling. 

Azriel pulled you to his chest next then into a searing kiss. “Happy birthday, princess. How was your breakfast?” “Delicious.” 

Rhys held your hands, resting his forehead against yours, leaving a soft kiss on your lips. “You look like you want to ask something, darling.” You exhale a little. Not wanting to seem greedy but you needed to know. “No, I was just expecting the house to seem…busier.”

Rhys hummed, “Yes, you have Mor to thank for that.” Your cheeks turn red from the shame of your friend speaking up for you. “Why didn’t you say anything?” Azriel asked softly. Letting out a sigh you look down to avoid eye contact. “You seemed so happy having the party and I didn’t want to upset you.” After a few long moments of silence you feel Cassian’s hands gently grip your chin, tilting your head to look at them. Frowns replacing their smiles. 

“You could never upset us y/n.” Smiling at them you feel happy tears prick at the corners of your eyes. Your mates pull you into a group hug, sending pulses of love down the bond. Letting go Cass ruffles your hair. "No more tears today." He says.

"We have the whole day planned," Rhys starts, "we're going to go to all your favorite shops and then have a nice relaxing night in. Az will cook dinner and we can do whatever you want." Your face lights up at the thought of having your mates with you, doing your favorite things on your day is all you've wanted.

[scribe-of-hael]

I think what sucks most about Earthspark is the potential of hitting topics that honestly I feel kids now adays should be able to learn about.

Like what happened with hastag and Starscream's history. Somtimes bad ppl hurt us, it hurts when we aren't believed. It hurts us when we are haunted by them. It is ok to talk about them and even not feel safe around the person that might have hurt us.

Starscream is bewildered that a child of all beings BELIEVES him and wnates to hear him out. He is clearly conflicted and he know she other kids have a bias because of the comics they read and what they know.

Despite being told who he was, he deliberately saved Hashtag when he was the one MOST at risk. The dwellers wasn't going to hurt her, it was gonna eat him. But he risked his life anyway. In that moment, he proved he is not as selfish as they come like Thrash said.

Starscream instead of fighting or even willingly going with Megatron said "no. You hurt me. I do not feel safe with you around me" and fucked off. No fight, no snark. Even wishing Hashtag well.

I legit wanna throw hands with whoever decided to take this moment , and THROW IT IN TRASH. By making it seem it was all a trick, and he never meant it hurts so fucking much.

And yes, I do understand that sometimes people who have been abused become abusers themselves. It happens! But you have NO fucking set up from a writers perspective to pull this shit. And doing it exposition of -

"Starscream does what he always does"

Is the laziest cop out writing i have seen since supernatural s12 is is fucking awful. There is no other word for it. It is striaght up awful writing.

It would have been better if you SHOWED how and why Starscream ends up this way but you DON'T. There for its not earned or even fucking explained other than. Its shoehorned in.

"It's what a Starscream would" STOP. Stop , just stop trying to constantly make the same character in every universe. Or at the very least explain WHY or fucking how!

One reason why I dread watching Armada is knowing that in Energon and Cybertron they just completely reset his character. This WHOLE ARC OF GROWTH, back to what a "classic" Starscream would be.

I do not know why Starscream is unable to be given a better arc than any other character or villain. Esspcially when Megatron is allowed to be better in ES just because and Starscream isn't.

There was so much set up for good lessons and story telling. They just completely trashed it for something less than digestible.

[donttxtathebeach]

Forever & a Day| chapter 1 : Where the waves meet

Setting: A Quiet Beach in Charleston , South Carolina — A Year Before They Officially Start Dating ;starts off July of 2019 after drew started shooting season 1 of obx.( I don’t think that’s when they started shooting but for my sanity and how I planned this out it is )

warning: none:)

Word count: 1k

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summary :

A lot of old feelings resurfaced. And while they tried to play it cool, you could tell there was something there. History? Chemistry? Maybe both. The beach turned into more than just a relaxing spot—it became the place where the past and present collided in the most unexpected way.

It was a picture-perfect Charelston day—a serene, sun-kissed beach with the sound of waves crashing against the shore, the salty breeze ruffling through the air. The sky stretched out in a brilliant shade of blue, the horizon blurred in the distance where the ocean met the sky. Y/N Williams, 21 -year-old (almost 22) supermodel who had been living her life in front of cameras since she could walk, was finally taking a well-deserved break. The kind of break that didn’t come often enough.

The beach house, nestled on the quiet coast of charelston , was her home, having moved out of her parents house as soon as she graduate, not because she did not want to be around them but becase she wnated to have her own space to be her. It was her sanctuary—a place to escape the chaos of the fashion world. Her mother, Maliah, had taught her to love the sea, while her father, Austin, had always been her rock, showing her how to navigate life’s challenges.

For the next few days, Y/N, along with her closest friends, Hailey Bieber and Sofia Richie, were here to recharge before the new fashion seasons kicked off. They’d spent most of the day lounging in the sun, enjoying the sound of the ocean and the laughter that filled the air. The girls were only all together for a week before all getting thrown back into their normal routines. She had suggested that they come visit her hometown, knowing how grounding the beach was. Y/N was in her element—no makeup, no cameras, just the soft light of the afternoon sun and the soft, rhythmic pulse of the waves.

She had thrown on a simple bikini, her tan skin glowing with the golden warmth of the sun, her hair perfectly framing her face falling into the most perfect beachy waves, her natural hair. People say it's fake but thanks to her mother's genetics her tan stays all year long. She had the kind of effortless beauty that only came when she was far from the spotlight. They had just gotten back from the store, oppting for buying grocieries for the week instead of going out for meals. She stretched her legs out on the towel, content and peaceful as she closed her eyes, feeling the world slow down.

Hailey adjusted her oversized sunglasses and leaned back, her smile wide as she took in the view. " I still can't get over your face when I pulled into the trader joe's parking lot, it was truly pricless" Haliey starts. " What that car is like my baby, I just wanted to make sure she was in the right hands" Y/n states like its obvious. “This place will never not amaze me ” Hailey changes the subject.

Sofia, lounging on her stomach next to them, half her face hidden behind large round sunglasses, joined in with her signature sass. “Seriously, this is like apainting in real life. I need to get myself a place like this.” the girls have all been here before, but never at the same time. Having grown up modeling together, if you had at least one of them, another was attached at the hip. She had formed a sister like relationship with sofia and a very special bond with haliey.

Y/N smiled lazily, a soft chuckle escaping her lips. “It’s home,” she said, a fondness in her voice. “Nothing like a little south Carolina sunshine to reset.”

She let out a deep breath, feeling the weight of her busy life melt away for a moment. Here, she was just a girl by the ocean, no one to impress, no cameras in sight. Just the sound of the waves and the cool breeze.

Elsewhere, a little further down the beach, Drew Starkey was caught up in his own world. Drew, who had become a household name playing Rafe Cameron on Outer Banks, was just another guy on the beach, his damp hair still dripping from an earlier swim. He was playing a casual game of football with his younger brother, Logan, both of them laughing and teasing one another in the carefree way only siblings could. Drew, had ditched his shirt a while agoleaving him in navy swim shorts, his athletic frame moving fluidly as he chased after the ball.

“Catch me if you can, Logan!” Drew called over his shoulder with a grin, clearly relishing the competition.

Logan, not one to back down, smirked and darted after him. “You wish! I’m about to leave you in the dust!”

They sprinted across the beach, the friendly rivalry lighting up their faces. He moved with that confident, natural athleticism, but as they both ran for the ball, it took a sharp turn to the left, just out of their reach. Neitherof them had noticed how close they were getting to where Y/N and her friends were lounging.

Then, the inevitable happened.

Drew’s foot caught awkwardly on the sand. In a split second, his body lurched forward, and before he could regain his balance, he tumbled right into Y/N, crashing down on top of her with an audible thud. The world seemed to pause for a moment, and then a copious amount of sand flew everywhere, covering her and her towel.

Y/N’s eyes snapped open as she felt the unexpected weight land on top of her. “Oh my gosh… what the hell ......Wait Drew, is that you?” she gasped, the words tumbling out in shock. her mind was going crazy, how could it be, was it really him. the boy she had fallen in love with all those years ago. " who is Drew" Hailey moths to sofia, even though she knows who it is sofia just shrugs her shoulders trying to watch the scene in front of them unfold.

For a moment, time seemed to freeze. Drew was sprawled on top of her, blinking in disbelief. It had been years since they had seen eachother; he had heard how she was doing becuase his sister brooke, the two having been attached at the hip since they could talk , and the occasional instagram stalking whenever he found himself on the app; which was a very rare occassion. All those times they hung around eachother growing up became a distant memory once they both went thier seperate ways. The realization hit them both at the same time. Drew—her old childhood friend—was here. On top of her. At the beach behind he house , of all places. They hadn’t seen each other in years, not since they were kids, playing on the beach, their families spending summers together.

The last time Y/N had heard anything about Drew was from the his sister and that was not even a week ago. Y/n had called Brooke to let her know that she would be out of town with a few friends, but wanted to let her know that they needed to schedule lunch when she was bak in New York. Brooke and y/n saw eachother often, living in the city had it's perks. it allowed them to meet up when both there schedules allowed it. Y/n frequents New York Hvaing opted to buying her own place since Modeling Season caused her to frequent the city for shoots.

Drew scrambled off her quickly, his face turning red from embarrassment. “Oh my god, Y/N, I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you there!” he said, his voice a mixture of panic and humor. He ran a hand through his damp hair, still laughing nervously as he brushed the sand off his body.

Y/N, still in a daze, sat up and blinked a few times, processing the situation. A small, surprised laugh escaped her lips. “I mean, seriously, Drew?” She chuckled, shaking her head, trying to make sense of the fact that the Drew , was the one who had just crashed into her on her beach towel. “You couldn’t have picked a better landing spot?” she laughed.

Drew’s grin was sheepish, and he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, clearly flustered. “Yeah, that was not my finest moment,” he admitted, looking up at her. “I was just—y’know, I got caught up in the game with Logan, and—uh, I misjudged the jump. I swear, I’m usually better at this.”

Y/N raised an eyebrow, brushing sand off her stomach as she laughed softly. “Well, I’ll give you credit for one thing. You gave me an unexpected exfoliation. So, thanks for that.”

Drew laughed, the sound rich and warm, as if the awkwardness of the moment was already starting to dissolve. “Hey, I’m nothing if not helpful,” he joked, feeling that familiar comfort between them starting to resurface.

Logan, who had been standing off to the side, watching the entire thing unfold, finally called out with a laugh. “Nice form, Drew! You definitely took her out with that one!”. Drew shot his brother a playful middle finger before turning back to Y/N. They fall into comfortable scilence before y/n begins to speak " Oh these are my friend'sHailey and sofia, they're here to unwind before our schedules get hectic again" y/n states ignoring the questioning stares she is getting from her friends.

He smiled at them, as the warmth of old memories bubbling to the surface. " it is nice to meet you guy's maybe not what you pictured your day to look like i presume" he laughs, the rest of them following suit lightening up the atmosphere. “Okay, seriously though, I’m really sorry about that. I didn’t see you guys until I was already going for the ball.” His voice softened with sincerity, something that only a few people could get from him. “I hope I didn’t ruin your day or anything.”

Y/N couldn’t help but smile, her face softening. “You didn’t ruin anything,” she said, the warmth in her voice surprising even herself. She paused, then teasingly added, “But next time, maybe check before you launch yourself into the air?”

Hailey, who had been watching from a distance, called out playfully, “I hate to ruin, whatever this is but i'm not going to act like I am on the same page as sofia .” she laughs.

Sofia, with a raised eyebrow and a mischievous glint in her eyes, added, “Yeah, so you are going to have to catch Hailey up on everything, because i'm still a little lost on the whole Childhood friend lore”

Y/N flushed slightly, the color rising in her cheeks. She laughed, trying to keep things casual, but her eyes lingered on Drew for a beat longer than she intended. “We’ve known each other since we were kids,” she said quickly, shrugging it off. “Our families are close, his sister brooke, you guys rember brook and I are really close .”

Drew, noticing how Y/N’s gaze seemed to linger, raised an eyebrow. “Yeah, exactly. Old family friends. And now I’ve just made an unforgettable first impression. Perfect,” he said with a grin, trying to lighten the moment.

He glanced over at Logan, who was still laughing, and then at his parents, who had been watching from a distance. Drew turned back to Y/N, giving her a smile that carried the weight of the moment.

“Alright, well… I’m gonna go rescue my dignity and grab a drink. I totally owe you for this, Y/N,” he said, his tone light but sincere.

Y/N, still smiling, brushed the last of the sand off her towel. “hey don't worry, accident's happen Drew, it truly is no big deal.”

Drew’s grin widened as he gave her one last look. “You got it,it was nice well..... falling into you ” he said, before turning back toward his family, still laughing at himself.

Y/N watched him go, the familiar ache of nostalgia stirring deep inside her. It had been years since she’d seen him, but standing there in the soft glowof sun, it felt like no time had passed at all.

As Drew walked away, Hailey and Sofia exchanged a knowing look, clearly sensing something between them that Y/N hadn’t quite admitted to herself. Hailey leaned in with a smirk. “So… that didn’t seem like ‘nothing.’ that was not a "just friend's" encounter ?”

Sofia, always one to poke fun, grinned widely. “Yeah, I’m not buying that ‘old friends’ excuse. What’s the real story here, Y/N?”

Y/N chuckled, shaking her head, though the blush on her cheeks didn’t quite fade. She glanced out at Drew, who was now a few yards away, talking to Logan.

“I don’t know… I guess it’s just… good to see him again,” she said softly, her tone more thoughtful than she intended. She wasn’t sure if it was the familiarity or the unexpectedness of it all, but something inside her felt like it had just shifted.

The air between them was electric, even if she wasn’t quite ready to admit why.

[midnight-black2]

hii so like i just like so wnated another kai fic where hes like a heavy masochist if thats okay?

its not like something where hes being punished like thtf more js like a gf whos just naturally as mean as him and shes like doing him like harshly while he loses his shit over it

𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐔𝐏

pairing : kai (from voyagers) x reader

synopsis : turns out all along kai only wanted someone who was just as unapologetic as him to properly ruin him

disclaimers : sub!kai, dom!reader, degradation, masochist!kai, mean!reader, fem!reader, riding, p in v, imaginary condom (wrap it before you tap it you guys !!)

note : i know they're on a ship, don't ask me where they got condoms cuz idk. also, i listened to shut me up by mindless self indulgence while making this, so that's where the title comes from. just know this oneshot has nothing to do with the title, really. also sorry it's so short, haven't been finding much time lately, unfortunately.

everything you did or said was incredibly, utterly insatiable to kai. the way you walked, head held high with brimming confidence. the way you spoke, you seemed to have this little twang at the end of every sentence that made everyone fall captive to you and your ways. whatever you said, normally went. why? well, in short, most were a bit afraid of you. you'd never really physically hurt anybody, but it was what you said. backhanded comments, snarky remarks, they all came naturally to you. with kai? even more natural.

that's why he liked you so much.

you were even meaner than he was, and it was pretty rare, especially when you live on a ship in the middle of outer space. he would go absolutely animalistic whenever you inflicted a little pain on him. no matter the time. but especially when you two were fucking.

you had your right hand firmly (not too hardly) wrapped around his throat. it restricted his airway, but god did it feel so good. your left hand was placed on his hips, preventing him from moving. you bounced up and down on him effortlessly as he let out choked groans and whimpers.

"please," kai begged. you quirked a brow, curiosity piqued.

"please what, kai?" you asked, in an (faux, yet convincing) annoyed tone.

"t-tighter please." you weren't quite sure what he meant, until it suddenly clicked.

"you want me to choke you...harder? oh my god you're such a whore," he whined at the name, throwing his head back. you were amused, so you did what he asked. you rolled your hips a little, and watched the way he shuttered.

it was peculiar, to say the least. not many people put up with you like kai did. you were conniving, defiant, and independent more often than not; at least ever since everyone stopped taking the blue.

he smiled, through it all, he smiled. he was genuinely smiling at the pain. a stupid grin plastered across his face as he was being utterly slutted out. you laughed, mockingly, but you laughed. everything you did seemed so condescending.

he loved it.

you finally pulled your hand away from his throat, and he was sent grasping for air immediately.

"looks like you've bitten off more than you can chew, hm?" you smirked down at him, speeding up your body. you squeezed the flesh of his waist unknowingly, as you let out a groan. his eyes opened, and he was quickly overwhelmed by the sight of you. looking so smug, complacent.

"fuckfuckfuck," he murmured out, almost incoherently. you could tell he was getting close.

"you want to cum, don't you?" you queried, a mean smile on your face.

"yes, please," he answered, nodded frantically.

"then beg." he whined for the nth time that day. he hated (loved it) when you made him beg. it felt so degrading.

"please, y/n. please, i need you. so so bad, let me cum, please," he begged, as you bounced up and down mercilessly.

"good enough, i guess," you said, though unconvincingly. "we'll come at the same time. just make it for a bit longer." he didn't even know if he could do that, but God so help him, he would try.

"three," you began.

"two."

"one." and as if a switch turned on, you both came in unison; kai's mouth agape in a silent moan of pure ecstasy. you let out a string of curses, some directed towards kai, some not. hell, you weren't even sure what you were saying anymore.

and kai was certain, that might've been the hardest he'd ever came, ever.

𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 © 𝐤𝐲𝐚-𝐢𝐬-𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐥

𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐲? 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

[akutasoda]

Can I get a s/o who “jokes” about wanting to die and truly means it. Can I get the moment Tetcho (and anybody else you want to add) realize that fact?

a shoulder to lean on

synopsis - they always thought it was your humour, but now they realise its not and want to help you

includes - higuchi, sigma, tecchou

warnings - gn!reader, angst to comfort, mentions of death, slightly dark, hints towards suicide, wc - 562

ichiyō higuchi ★↷

higuchi was well adjusted to the brutality of being in the mafia. she knew some very odd people and had witnessed some things she wished she hadn't. so she never batted an eye at what she assumed was just your dark humour. sure she worried slightly of you said something particularly bad but maybe that's just how you were.

and the longer she knew you, the more concern creeped up on her. she kept telling herself it was just your humour but something just didn't sit right anout the look in your eyes when you said some rather concerning things. she wished it was nothing more as she very much enjoyed being with you and would very willing protect you in any given circumstance.

and finding the truth, for whatever reason she found out, made her absolutely worry. she wished she picked up on ot earlier, she wnated to help you. help you rid of these thoughts and prove to you that you were worth everything.

sigma ★↷

sigma had spent his fair share around various people. some he would rather not but there was no changing that. so upon meeting you, he had only assumed your random jokes about dying were simply part of your humour. to him it only seemed like you were a fan of dark humour and that wasn't as bad as some other things he had put up with.

and throughout the whole time he had know you that hadn't really changed that much. sometimes it did in fact worry him when you seemed a bit too serious after saying it. he held you close, you were the only person he had met so far that didn't want to use him and in plain fact you two simply got on like a house on fire.

the moment he realised was a moment he wishes to forget. perhaps you had made a rather serious joke about the topic, whatever the reason for his realisation it made his heart sink. he truly hoped that you were still joking but he knew if he did that it would let you sporal even more. and after realising this fact, he was more determined than ever to try and help you. he could never bear even the thought of losing you.

tecchou suehiro ★↷

tecchou never really cared about those around him. the most he came to caeing was about his co-workers and those that he had to protect. and once he met you that only meant there was one person he truly did care for. he did think that your take on dark humour was quite interesting but thought nothing more of it.

and even after knowing you for ages, he still never saw it as anything more than dark humour. sometimes he would think maybe there was something more to it but seeing you joke about it so freely made him ignore those gut feelings.

whatever reason or how he found out didn't matter that much, but the single moment he realised that these comments weren't jokes and instead a true reflection of your feelings made him worry deeply. he truly wishes you never felt like that, but he knew he couldn't just instantly change your mind and instead resorted to trying to help you. to get rid of those thoughts and make sure that you know that you mean the world to him.

[spitinsideme]

Question for your AUs, how did each ragatha lose their eye?

honestly never really thoufht about it except for the comedy horror au, but i will tell you now ...

comedy horror au: pomni stabbed ragathas eye the first time the gang actually encountered her, she lost the eyesoght in that eye obviously and had to get ir removed

demon x nun au: for demon ragatha, going to make this holy and say her no eye deal is a punishment for like disobeyong god or sowmthinf .. and then getting sent to hell youknow the whole lucicer fallen angel guards hell thing, demon ragatba got sent to hell for disobeying god and on her way down she got her eye taken out too .. yeah

for nun ragatha, shes so silly she gouged that out herself i mean when she first got into the nun business she was EXTRA CONCERNINGLY religious she gouged that out as a sacrifice to ask gos for forgiveness and the sings she has commitedd ... eye for an eye .. probbaly did sowmthing bad and so gave her eye as a sacridice and to ask forgiveness ..

lady ragatha x maid pomni au: this is just normap actually she was born with an eye problem that gradullay got worse with agr so shw decided to have it removed and she usually wears a glass eye to keoe up in public and in fromt of maids but otherwise she wears a little eyepatch .. cover ? thhing ? th thing that pirates wear

bimbo x tomboy au: i honestly imagine her as having had a job as a her own boss gardener when she was younger and wnated to make quixk cash for like her outfirs and accesories and stuff, so whikst she was gardening some shard of her equipment flew off and she didnt wear eye protection (dumbass) so it got into her eye and it became blind, she still has the eye because it doesnt hurt her, but she cant see from it and can only see like .. shadows and lights and stuff. its fully white too !

goth x bimbo au: i dont really draw this as muxh but its swomrhing i have done a few drawings for so it counts and i enjoy it ! goth ragatha just was blind in that eye, got a disease, had it taken out, wears cool glass eyes when she wants or kust weaes cool eyepatches. really simple she does her own thing

[potatolucy]

Boggy Falls

Weekly one chunk biome 42/52

Guess who discovered you can change the biome in a specific area with the /fillbiome command

It's kinda hard to tell with the water because of the shaders, but I managed to change it to swamp water which looks a bit better for this specific biome :D

I wish I had discovered this command sooner cause it would've been really useful, but oh well, I might be able to find some creative uses for this later, altho there's not really that many really different biome colors unfortunately, and for the weekly biomes I wanna make everything look as vanilla as possible (ignore the ferns on soul sand)

Anyway, I like how this one ended up because of that

I tried end stone with soul soil at first because I still wnated to use both blocks, but it just didn't work and then I ended up with this

Also terraforming tip from a *profesional * terraformer: GREEN. Every time I feel like my terrain lacks a bit in color, adding green stuff (like leaves) always improves it by like 10 times

10 more to go!

[whumpshaped]

it’s been rotating in my head so much, could you write a continuation of the whumpee reacting negatively to comfort?

(https://www.tumblr.com/whumpshaped/733269013900181504/idk-if-youre-still-looking-for-classic-tropes-but)

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tw none rly, past trauma and fear of punishment ?

They all apologised over the course of the following week. Every single one of Caretaker's friends. They didn't make it a huge show either: they said sorry, promised it wouldn't happen again, then moved on with their day before Whumpee could've flipped out. And it didn't happen again.

Whumpee was waiting for the other shoe to drop. Surely, their outburst would have consequences, right? All those apologies couldn't have been real and sincere.

What would it be? Would they start hitting them because of their aversion to kind touches? Or would they hold them down and touch them all over, gently caressing skin that still bore the invisible marks of Whumper's calloused fingers?

Nothing happened. They even refrained from making too affectionate comments, no more 'we love you's and 'we care about you's. Whumpee told themself this was much better; they didn't need fake reassurances. But sometimes... sometimes their treacherous mind longed for it. They wnated to matter, after all, wanted to be loved, it was just that they wanted it to be earnest.

A month had passed, and no one treated them with any less kindness than before. Verbal and physical manifestations of affection turned into being offered a warm meal, or letting them pick movies for the night. No one ever snatched the food away, nor did they ever make fun of their picks. If the paranoia levels had been too high that day and they refused, no one chastised them.

They stood in front of Caretaker's door, knowing well that this talk was long-overdue. Knocking seemed like the most difficult task in the world, right up there with not running away once they'd done so. Caretaker opened the door within seconds.

"What's up?" they asked with a smile. "It's pretty late."

"I know."

Whumpee apparently looked nervous enough to wipe the smile off their friend's face, because they frowned, all the carefree joy gone from their voice as they asked, "Is everything okay?"

They took a deep breath, telling themself these were just words, and no words were more difficult to say than others. Not in theory. "I wanted to apologise. For the, uh... for the way I spoke to you during that argument we had. About the hugs and stuff. And accusing you of being a liar. Clearly, you... didn't lie."

Surprise crossed Caretaker's face for just a moment before their smile returned. "Oh! Well, apology accepted."

Was that... it? "Um..." Caretaker made no move to hug it out, which Whumpee appreciated immensely. But still... No. No, maybe some words were too difficult to say. "Thanks. Good night."

"Good night, Whumpee. Thank you for trusting me."

As Whumpee was walking back to their room, they thought about how they would ever be able to ask to be told nice things again. To be told they were cared for.

Loved.

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[zenphiaaa]

Vulnerable (Ushijma Wakatoshi)

Friends to Lovers Arc Gen!Reader

You found yourself staring blankly at the man standing in front of you. You watched as his face slowly started to turn red before he ducked his head down. You suppose that was your cue to respond but, you just didn't know how to. You never once suspected that one of your close friends had feelings for you, much less expected them to confess to your face.

You never once thought of him that way and you were sure he felt the same. But as you stared at the male in front of you, who was acting bashful, you knew you didn't want to hurt him. But did you even feel the same way? You couldn't tell in the moment.

"You don't feel the same." Ushijma stated as a few more seconds had past and you continued to stare at him like some sort of alien. "You don't have to. Our friendship means the world to me, I just wnated to let you know that someone loves you like that. I wanted to tell you, but I'm not expecting anything from you." Ushijma spoke in a soft tone. "Nothing has to chnage. I didn't confess for things to be awkward."

You bit your lip as thoughts flooded your head. You knew what Ushijma was saying was ture. He wouldn't put you in a situtation where you would be uncomforable. You wondered how long he has felt this way.

"it's not awkard I just," You finally found your voice as you struggled to speak your thoughts. "Feelings change so fast, are you sure?" As soon as those words left your mouth you wanted to slap yourself. "I didn't mean to question your feelings! I just um..." You wanted to die in a hole.

"It's okay." Ushjima says, taking your hand into his as he gently rubs your knuckles as a source of comfort. "I understand why your anxious. Let's just forget about it, I didn't mean to send you panicking."

You quickly shake your head and grasp his hand into yours futher. "I'm not sure how I feel about romance itself so I never gave it a second thought. I'm not evens ure if its something I want." You quietly shared.

A few beats of silence past before Ushijima spoke up, "Then how do you feel right now? Knowing I have these feeling for you?" The male questioned, eyes on how your hands were still clutching each other tightly.

"I..I'm not sure, but I don't feel uncomforable. Just nervous."

Ushijma hummed, "Do you remember that manga you showed me a few days ago? Where the characters come up with that plan?" The male's face srunched in thought as he tried to better verbalize his words.

"You mean, fake dating?" You asked confused.

Ushijma shook his head, "Not quite, if your really not sure about this, why don't we have a trial run of sorts? I am confient in my feelings for you. And if you would let me, I would be honored to treat you how you should. Even if it doesn't end up with us together. At the end of the day, I only wish you happiness."

Your heart thumped in your chest as you carefully took in his words. You knew Ushijima would never hurt or force you to do something you didn't. He was giving you an out as well as a chance to explore your feelings. Was it really okay though? It felt like your were playing with his feelings if you both went down this path and turned up empty handed.

You just didn't want to hurt him. He didn't deseve it.

"Let's go on a date after classes. I don't have to be a practice until much later. We could have lunch, just a trial date." Ushijma explained, now lacing your hands together.

Your face heated up as you noticed yourself playing with his hand. With a deep breathe you slowly nodded your head watching as Ushijma's eyes lit up in happiness. "Sure." You replied, you hoped that your feelings would soon come clear to you.

Your heart just had to catch up.

[cobrakaisb]

Is there a continuation of the Luca fic you posted? 👀

Like him actually asking her out? Them going on dates? What happens next? 👀

yes okay here is them making it offical.

breaking up with jackson was the best thing you ever could have done. dating luca was amazing. he took care of you in ways that jackson never could. luca walked you to and from class, he brought you coffee, he held your hand and let you wear his jacket, but most importantly, he never abandoned you.

"do you want to come to my game this weekend?" luca asked casually on your way to the library. "do you want me to go?" you replied, looking at the taller boy. he smiled, a big one that he hoped would hide the red blush on his cheeks. "well the guys don't know that we're offically dating," luca mumbled.

that was true. the boys knew that you dumped jackson, but they did not know that you ditched jackson for luca. "would this mean that i'm going as your girlfriend?" you replied, teasing the hockey player a little bit. he chuckled at your words, shoving you gently. yet, he still managed to hold the door to the library open for you to enter.

"yes okay! i want you to come to my game, wearing one of my jerseys, cheering extra loud for me. is that what you wnated to hear," luca said loudly, causing the girl at the desk to give him a death stare. "sorry," he whispered, catching her eye. you giggled at his behavior, allowing luca to take your hand and lead you further into the library. once the two of you were sitting down, on the same side, you looked over at him. "i'd love to you," you agreed, placing a quick kiss on his cheek as you opened your laptop to begin working. luca smiled, throwing his arm over the back of your chair.

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after the game against penn state, you promised to meet your boyfriend outside of the locker room. he came out relatively quick, much faster than you thought he would. when you met his eyes, you smiled brightly, meeting him halfway. once his arms were wrapped securely around you, he couldn't help but lift you up and spin you around.

"you scored! i'm so proud of you!" you shouted, interlocking your fingers at the back of his neck. luca smiled, lighting up like a ray of sunshine. "i know. and adam scored too. then we ended up winning, it was such a great game," he gushed. you giggled at his rambling. it was cute and you found it endearing. he was so cute, and you were so in love, that without thinking, you allowed your lips to meet his. luca responded right away, pulling you closer to him.

"what the fuck!" someone yelled, causing you and luca to pull apart. you both turned to face the group of boys, looking like deers caught in headlights. "why wouldn't you tell me! i'm your best friend!" rutger shouted, walking up the two of you.

adam shoved rutger's shoulder, "i'm his brother!", he shouted. looking at luca. "please don't be mad. we just wanted to keep it lowkey," you explained, looking at your friends. rutger and adam shared a look, a silent conversation taking place. "okay fine. we won't tell everyone, but just so you know, you guys just put a lot of money in our pockets," adam explained. "money?" luca asked. "yup. the team had a little bet going. some of us thought you'd never get together. others, like adam and myself, thought you two were already together," rutger said, a big smile on his face.

"you guys are wild," you said, shaking your head. "yeah they're wild alright," luca mumbled, pulling you into his chest.