#I still have more plans for SOB tho so I’m working on it

[motleyfam]

when you say outsiders do you mean the book i had to read in like 6th grade for requires reading or is it something else? bc i remember that book was Great but also Not what i wanted to do over summer break

I do mean that book, and the 80’s movie, and now the musical which has rekindled my obsession

[kittysoonie]

Notice me

Ceo!Wonwoo x Fem!reader - 1.8k words

you finally have your boyfriend all to yourself but what's the point when he's too busy staring at his phone to even look at the ruby necklace you put on for him?

Established relationship, Non-idol au, angst (happy endings tho) and smut

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You’re seated in a crowded restaurant, as the laughter and excitement of other customers fill your ears. It’s a surprise that you don’t happen to feel the same way as them, it’s your first date with your boyfriend after almost three months and he won’t even look in your direction; his eyes glued to his phone ever since you both sat down in your seats. You play with the food on your plate, huffing out of boredom.

“Wonwoo…” You start and he replies with a hum without even looking up.

“You know the ruby necklace you got me last year from Greece? I’m wearing that today, how does it look?” You ask, half excited in hope that he would look up at you for once tonight.

You felt a little disappointed with yourself, practically throwing yourself at your boyfriend in attempts of catching his attention since the night started. But, to no avail, he replied without even looking up, “It looks gorgeous babe.”

You furrowed your eyebrows as you began speaking, “Wonwoo could you look at me? You haven’t put down your phone since the date started…” your voice becoming smaller by the end.

“I’m sorry honey, the deal is just about to close and if all goes well we can finally go on the vacation you’ve been planning for a while now.”

You could only sigh in response, you know that he’s doing it all for you. He’s loyal, handsome and so loving, it almost makes you feel guilty for stripping him away of his time while he’s so busy. You’re just thankful he’s even sitting in-front of you during such a stressful week but, there’s still a part of you that wants all of his attention to yourself.

After another ten minutes of silence and both of your foods being left untouched, you decide you’ve had enough and message your personal driver asking him to pick you up.

It's not like your absence here would make such a big difference.

In the next 15 minutes your driver is here and you slowly get up and leave and even if you were expecting it, you still feel hurt when you realise your boyfriend hasn't felt your absence yet.

You walk with your head down and sit down in the car, weakly asking your

driver to take you back home making sure he can't hear the silent sobs leaving your mouth.

When you reach home you immediately run to your bedroom, taking off your heels that you put on just for wonwoo and wiping off your makeup - it's all ruined anyways.

You check your phone after a while, once you've finished your skincare and are comfortable in bed as a way of getting your mind off of your awful night.

Wonu💗: ???

Wonu 💗: where did you go?

2 Missed calls from Wonu💗

Wonu 💗: I'm coming home, we will talk then.

And as you read the message simultaneously you hear the front door unlock and wonwoos footsteps inching closer to your shared bedroom. You quickly turn your back towards the door so he can't see your heartbroken expression.

"*Y/N?" He calls out resulting in no response from you.

"Baby I know you're awake, don't ignore me." He adds on with a sigh, reaching out to rub your back softly.

You hesitate a little before looking up to him, eyes swollen with tears.

"Baby talk to me...what happened?" He asks and you feel like crying even more about the fact that he's so unaware about his actions.

Did he not feel as alone as you? Did he not miss you? Maybe he found someone new?

All these thoughts crossed your mind and as if he could see the cogs moving in your brain he continued, "Don't worry yourself all on your own, please...talk to me" he was basically begging.

"All night wonwoo.." you started as he urged you to continue

""You ignored me all night wonwoo. I understand that your work is important and every day you work hard for me...for us..."' you add while he takes your fidgeting hands into his own.

"I know you had to clear out your schedule for today and I'm thankful that you did but, I guess I was just expecting your full attention on me. I even wore your favourite dress tonight in hopes that you would give me all your attention and i don't know...I guess I was just being silly." You finish as you carefully look up to see wonwoos furrowed eyes brows as if he's trying to make sense of everything you said.

Getting a little embarrassed, you take your hands away from him and cover your face, "ugh I knew it, it's just all so silly..I'm feeling like a high schooler again" and to that he chuckles as he urges you to look at him again.

"I'm sorry baby.." he starts as you look at him with watery eyes.

"'You're not being silly at all, you're right, I cleared out my schedule to be with

you, you're not silly for expecting my full attention on you. I'm sorry that I

haven't been here for you, I know you've missed me I've missed you so much too." You carefully nod as you take in everything he's saying.

"I promise, I'll take the entire next week off. We can go wherever you want,just us two, no business calls whatsoever!" He finishes with a small attempt of enthusiasm as you giggle while he pulls you on his lap - both of your legs wrapped around his waists.

And almost immediately, his lips are on yours and what started as an innocent apologetic kiss turns into something a lot more intense.

He swipes his tongue over your lips as you open your mouth, inviting his muscle inside as your hands reach out to grab the back of his neck.

He pulls away with saliva connecting both of your mouths and you look at him meekly, grinding yourself onto him in objection to the sudden loss of contact.

He chuckles deeply as he takes his glasses off while having a bruising grip on your thighs, preventing you from pushing yourself onto him even more as a wet patch grows visible on your sleeping shorts. You lean in to give him gentle yet harsh kisses on his neck that will most likely leave a mark that he will most definitely complain about tomorrow morning before going to work.

""Wonu.." you whine as your hands make there way to unbutton his formal shirt, which he immediately stops.

You look up at him with the best puppy eyes as he gently pushes you on your back, connecting his lips with yours again.

"Hmmm...need all these off.." he thinks out loud, pulling your shirt off.

"No bra?" He asks with a raise of his eyebrows and you whine in embarrassment, covering your chest.

"What's so embarrassing? Nothing I haven't seen before." He says with a smirk as he goes in to suck on your left tit while his hand plays with your right nipple.

"Wonu.." you gasp, "not fair.." you can barely even speak, "you're fully clothed and 'm basically naked." You finish with a whine.

"Well, we gotta do something about that don't we?" He asks teasingly as your hands once again make there way to unbutton his shirt, successfully taking it off this time. He reaches out for your shorts that he takes off with your underwear in one go, cold air hitting your soaking cunt.

You watch as he spits on your wet core and inserts two fingers in one go, erupting a loud moan (it was basically a scream) as he chuckles. "Aww look at my baby, she's been so desperately waiting for me hasn't she? Soaking wet.."he adds with a slap on your cunt as you buck your hips, trying to be as close to him as possible.

"Yes! Yes! Been waiting for you!" You squeal out as Wonwoo smirks in satisfaction. "Been wanting you for so long!" You add on with a moan.

"Don't worry baby, I'll give you all the attention you've been craving." You moan once again as he attaches his mouth to your clit, sucking on it like a starved man.

"Wonuu 'm gonna cum.." you furrow your eyebrows, focused on your orgasm.

"Cmon baby, be a good girl and come for me."

The nicknames puts you on edge as you come with shaking legs.

"Baby.." you whine as your hands are in the air, reaching out for your boyfriend.

"Want you now.." you continue as your eyes fall onto his growing bulge and he raises his eyebrows at you.

"Yeah? You sure?" He questions in amusement, thinking you would be too tired to continue.

"Yes! I waited for sooooo long." You whine.

"Well if my baby waited so long for me then who am I to say no?" As he lets down his boxers for the first time tonight. You're basically drooling at the sight of his cock as it hits against his abdomen.

"You're ready baby?" He asks and you enthusiastically nod your head in agreement which he chuckles to, "words baby."

"Yes wonu I want you, I want your big cock inside me pleaseee" you beg and he thinks he might just cum at this moment.

"Fuck...princess" he moans as he sinks into your drenched pussy, legs touching

his shoulder as you're basically folded in half. He thrusts, slow and deep into

you, grabbing your hand into his, leading it up to the bulge in your stomach."Fuck, you feel this princess? This is how deep I am into you." You gulp at the feeling of his bulge.

"Faster" you whine and he complies.

"Shit 'm about to cum wonwoo" you barely let out.

"Oh yeah? me too princess where do you want it?" He asks while sweat drips down his forehead.

Almost immediately you respond, "inside, inside Wonwoo please, need to feel all of you." And who is he to deny his pretty princess.

You both basically shake during your orgasm as he slows down, pulling out and you swear right now he looks like the most beautiful man you've ever seen.

He rolls onto his side, pulling you close to him as your sweaty bodies become as physically close as they possibly can.

"Feeling good baby?" He asks softly, stroking your hair away from your sticky forehead, a different demeanour compared to literally five minutes ago.

You shyly smile, "uh huh, I feel so good."

And even though it's dark you can basically feel all the heat in his body rush to his cheeks.

After a few minutes of silence he speaks up again, "I gotta clean you up baby and the sheets are all messy we need to change them."

You whine at the thought of moving from this comfortable position.

"Just five more minutes." You whine

"Siri set the timer for 5 minutes." He says with a grin.

"N00000000"

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[sleepybbie]

(going on anon bc im shy WHEHDHD🫡)

but how about a drabble of like, having a quickie with yingxing in his workshop or something 🤭🤭

bonus point if hes being a tease and kept edging you, forcing you to keep begging even tho he kept denying u anyways :3

𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒚 | yingxing (blade) drabble

a/n: SHSHHSJA I LOVE U SM FOR THIS ISTG (>w<) ♡ since i’m a bit biased (i am) i low-key made this drabble more longer than i originally planned to be ;w; but that shows how i love him sm

yingxing (blade) x fem!reader

warning: smutty drabble below! mentions of past!blade so there’s spoilers too ૮ • ﻌ - ა

you’d be lying to yourself if you say you didn’t enjoy watching your lover work on his weapon forges.

it wasn’t rare to anyone in the xianzhou that YINGXING was a very hard worker when it comes to crafting masterpieces of a weapon, glands of sweat rolling down his forehead to his forearm before wiping it away with ease. no wonder jingliu wanted him to be the one forging the weapons for the high cloud quintet; not only they were easy to hold and durable, but they have a strong impact of slashes that were even hard to destroy.

he gives in a lot of effort to his creations. therefore, he spends most of his time on his crafting table to make sure they were perfect. every weapon he forges, he smiles as he creates a new masterpiece and takes his time.

but how could he forget such a cute darling like you?

if there’s one thing you knew about your lover, is that he likes to tease, make you pout when he gets the chance. it wasn’t your fault you couldn’t peel your eyes away from him as he hammers down a weapon, it wasn’t your fault you find it so hot when he rolls his sleeve down his sweaty arms during the heating process, it wasn’t your fault why you visit his smithy looking so alluring and ethereal in a new short gown baiheng gifted to you in order to show it to him, and it’s absolutely not your fault why the small items from his table (including the blueprints) were scattered onto the ground while you’re being fucked in his workshop.

…this is a different kind of “risky” he’s giving you, a memory that might be in your head for a couple of weeks, or even months because of how good he was slamming his hips onto that spot of yours over and over. you have no idea whether his workshop was soundproof, you’re scared if ever dan feng were to visit him—after all, that high elder often comes in without warning. he finds it endearing, how your soft smile when you entered his forging area was now shifted into a mouth that cries his name on repeat like he just damaged your brain.

he promised to make this quick since he still has some forgery to finish. you don’t want him to be distracted when he’s already so focused, do you?

“ngh..! ha..! ah! y-yingxing…!”

your helpless and breathless mewls just seemed to turn him on more along with the way your hands clawed its way onto his damp neck, pushing your legs further up to wrap around his waist as he fucks into that spot of yours, repeating his ruthless thrusts while he pants heavily over your shoulder. it was sticky, you both were getting sticky; it’s obvious you were close, the pain your nails were digging on his attire was certainly giving a sign. who wouldn’t? his tip penetrating deep inside on your cervix was already enough to send you over the edge.

“p-please…wan…wanna cum..!”

“not until i say so, sweetheart..” he breathes into your neck, taking in that scent of yours like a pervert as he grins, “be obedient and wait for my signal..”

you hated when he does this, so teasing…you’ve been a good girl, right? so why? you teared up a little, and that just riled something inside of him more.

suddenly without warning, yingxing lifts you up off his desk, carrying your body until you back hit the wall, pushing his cock back inside of your sobbing puffy cunt like he was running out of time. he didn’t give time to rub himself in you, he just straight up pushes himself in. yingxing picks up the pace, pushing his tongue into your mouth while carrying your legs, balancing your body in order for you not to fall back from the wall. he’s strong..as expected from one of the strongest in the luofu. you’re full on crying, drooling spill past both of your lips before he pulls away with a smile. he’s close too…you can see it from the way he bites down his lip, blood drawing out, shutting his eyes when you clenched down on him.

now you both were even.

“are you keeping it in?”

“p-please, please, please…wanna…cum, yingxing…!”

“just a little more…i—

he was cut off with a grunt, pushing you back up on the wall after you almost fell down. were you so fucked out from his thrusts it made you unable to hold yourself? he chuckles.

“that was close, huh? as i was saying..just a little more, darling…and then you can cum..”

god, this was unfair. it’s so much..it’s only been a past minute when you both decided for a quick-quick, yet the smithy was a mess with the scent of sex. dan feng was definitely going to question this after..

“c’mon…almost there..” he goes even more faster, you swore your eyes were gouging at the back of your head when it hits that soft spot in your walls over and over, feeling semen spill out little by little, his thrusts sloppier..holy shit, you were seeing the aeons at this point. yingxing had a vice grip over your thighs as he holds you tight, your head bumping on the wall behind you, hard. you could hear him curse underneath his breath.

“y-yingxing, please…!”

“shit…you wanna cum? come, my darling, let’s do it together..”

and with one last thrust, his lips on yours to silence your moans, the coil in your stomach was cut along with his, cum spilling down past your legs as you whined loudly in his mouth—ribbons of his release shooting inside of you, breeding you basically. your poor cunt spills his thick seed, tickling down to his legs and onto the floor. fucking messy, and fucking filthy.

he didn’t dare to drop you while you both catch your breath, after all he didn’t want you to be hurt. yingxing holds you tight, leaving a small mark over your neck as he pulls out, watching his dick soften, along with his release spilling out of you. he thinks you’re pretty, he knows you’re pretty, including with that new fucked our expression of yours. he kisses your cheek, to your nose and on your forehead. he smiles, acting like he didn’t fucked you like a goddamn beast.

“want to buy something with me at the market? i forgot i need more materials.”

this guy…

an: hehe! i love yingxing ૮ ˶´ ᵕˋ ˶ა ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

[trickstarbrave]

hey i wrote more

modern au is BACK. nerevar and voryn are also back together !!!

i havent proofread it tho bc im miserable and tired sorry if theres weird typos. i wrote most of this on my phone

Nerevar was once again sitting on the couch, now anxiously waiting. He kind of felt sick if he was being honest, nauseated at the idea of confronting Voryn. 

Voryn was going to be mad at him, right? Nerevar would have been angry in his shoes. Sure, Nerevar was told to leave by Voryn’s brothers, but they didn’t force him to. They could have threatened Nerevar or used violence, or even just harassed him into leaving. Instead they just told him to leave, saying it was for Voryn’s future. Hell, maybe the three of them genuinely believed Voryn would have been disowned or disinherited if he had a baby at 18--it wasn’t implausible. Nerevar also believed the same thing. But Nerevar was the one who went along with it. He could have called Voryn at any time telling him his brothers were distracting him intentionally. He could have told Voryn over the phone he was pregnant. He could have told the truth. But Nerevar ran away like a coward because it was easier than sticking around for years and years, giving Voryn the chance to leave him. 

Voryn had every right to be furious with Nerevar, telling him he was horrible for keeping this secret from him. Voryn had every right to demand answers for what Nerevar was thinking by going along with his brothers’ plan and not telling him anything. Voryn had every right to demand an apology, and there wasn’t much Nerevar could do to make up for any hurt he caused him. 

He heard the sound of the door opening and on impulse stood up. It was annoying to stand up this far along, but he was already doing so without really thinking about it. Maybe it was actually an instinct to run away, but there wasn’t anywhere else he could really run to. 

Next came the sound of footsteps, and before he had a chance to fully prepare himself, there was someone familiar in the living room with him.

Voryn’s hair looked bad. It was the first thing Nerevar noticed, trying to avoid his eyes initially. It looked frizzy and kinda dry, as opposed to shiny and sleek as it usually was. His clothes were also wrinkled and kind of frumpy, something Voryn would normally do everything to avoid. Even when he would wear just a t-shirt and slacks, he made sure they matched, were wrinkle free, and always fit properly. 

Finally, Nerevar met his eyes, and instead of finding anger, all he saw was a mix of emotions that made Nerevar feel like all of the wind had been knocked out of him. 

Nerevar would have preferred he be angry. He didn’t like Voryn being angry at him, but this seemed even more painful. Instead, Voryn looked at Nerevar with a heartbreaking mixture of sadness and relief, his hands reaching out hesitantly, unsure if he was allowed to touch Nerevar. Under his eyes were dark circles, his brows ungroomed, and his beard scruffy and a bit unkempt. Nerevar felt his own tears welling up, his heart lurching, and equally hesitantly opened his arms as though asking for a hug. 

“Neht,” Voryn whispered, stepping forward quickly to wrap his arms around him. They couldn’t hug properly, not with Nerevar’s stomach being as big as it was. Instead it had to be an awkward, partially to the side hug rather than chest to chest. Still though, it felt like a sweet relief, the familiar warm of Voryn in his arms and the scent of his cologne faintly clinging to his clothes, the tears in Nerevar’s eyes quickly starting to fall. “Thank god you’re safe.” Voryn continued, pressing a kiss to his messy hair. “I was so worried about you…” 

“I’m sorry,” Nerevar’s voice broke in a sob. He hadn’t intended to cry and babble apologies like this. He intended to just sit down and talk about it, let Voryn yell at him if he wanted to, and try to work something out. But having Voryn holding him like this was too much. “I’m so sorry, Voryn,” The feeling he had when he sent that text came washing over him all over again, that much stronger. All of the guilt he’d shoved aside, all of the pain and loneliness he felt after leaving, everything was catching up to him. 

“Shh,” Voryn hushed him, “Everything’s alright now, you’re safe and that’s what matters.” Voryn then gently prodded Nerevar to sit on the couch, helping him down, not letting go of him for a moment. 

“You should be mad at me.” Nerevar knew he was making a mess of Voryn’s hoodie with how much he was crying. It would be covered in snot and tears and spit. But he didn’t want to pull away yet, not when it felt nice being held. Instead he’d rather Voryn start scolding him first. 

“Why would I be mad at you?” Voryn asked him incredulously, stroking his hair. “Neht, you did nothing wrong.” 

“I left…” He continued mumbling into Voryn’s hoodie. 

“My brothers lied to you. They misled you and told you to leave.” Voryn pulled Nerevar away just long enough to start wiping his face, but still didn’t let him go. “You thought you were doing the right thing, for both me and our baby.” Nerevar’s heart skipped a beat as Voryn said their baby. Not just Nerevar’s baby, but Voryn’s too. “I know you wouldn’t want to leave on your own. I know that you wanted to tell me.” Nerevar chewed on his lower lip in guilt. 

He had wanted to leave. He was convinced that Voryn was just going to leave him anyway. He only wanted to tell Voryn because it felt wrong to hide it from him, but he was already thinking about what a horrible life their son would have if Nerevar stayed. 

“I did want to leave though.” Nerevar admitted. Honestly, maybe at this point he wanted Voryn to be angry with him. Part of him was coming clean just so Voryn could see him as the person he was, and stop acting so kind and caring. To either realize Nerevar was right or be so insulted he didn’t want him back anymore. “I thought you might just--that you would get sick of me and want to leave eventually. I could handle that myself but I wouldn’t know how to explain that to a kid--” 

“You thought I’d leave you?” Voryn’s voice broke. “Nerevar,” Nerevar couldn’t look at him again, instead closing his eyes since he didn’t feel it was appropriate to bury his face into Voryn’s chest again. “Why on earth would I leave you?”

“Because I’m… I’m lower class than you.” Nerevar hiccupped even though he found the fact obnoxious. He was trying to will his tears away and failing. “Eventually you’d get sick of the fact I was embarrassing to be around and you’d want someone your family doesn’t hate--”

“Nerevar, I’m not so shallow that I’d do that.” Voryn was still stroking his face, trying to get Nerevar to look at him again. “If I was, why would I date you in the first place?” 

“Because I seemed interesting to mess around with.” Nerevar couldn’t really place why Voryn would either, just that he caught Voryn’s eye. “Or maybe you just think I’m hot.” That was also a possibility. Nerevar didn’t think he looked bad; in fact he thought of himself as quite good looking (or rather he used to, dysphoria was kicking his ass at the moment). Wasn’t that why most people their age dated anyways? “But that you’d realize as you got older you’d need something more…”

“Why did you date me?” Voryn’s question was unexpected. Nerevar thought he might fight it or dismiss his concerns, childishly having not even thought about it and assume Nerevar was simply thinking about it too hard. 

“Because you’re…” Nerevar finally looked at him, his hands clinging to Voryn. “Because you’re beautiful and smart and… Confident and strong willed…” The tears started coming even faster as he felt the love he’s always had for Voryn washing over him. “You’re also so kind to me, always know what to do to make me feel better, always make me feel…” He couldn’t continue the sentence, he was sobbing too hard now. Part of him wanted to cling to this, to beg Voryn not to leave him, that Voryn was one of the best things that had ever happened to him, but he also felt like he would be a terrible person for holding Voryn back. 

“Shh…” Voryn hushed him again, rubbing his back and pulling him back into a hug. Nerevar again felt guilty about crying like a child and ruining Voryn’s hoodie further, but he also didn’t have it in him to pull away and he couldn’t make the tears stop. “Nerevar, I wasn’t just dating you because I liked the way you looked. I love you.” Nerevar choked on a sob, digging his nails into the fabric even further. “I love the fact you’re confident and intelligent, the way you always manage to come up with a plan and never want to give up. The way you can convince just about anyone of anything you want, and how much you love protecting the people close to you.” 

Nerevar didn’t know how much he wanted to hear that. He still couldn’t believe it, but it sounded so sweet in that tone of voice, sugary and syrupy and tender like it was the most heartfelt love confession in existence. Maybe he just wanted to believe it, as illogical as it was. 

“I love you,” Nerevar mumbled into his hoodie. “I love you so much, Voryn…” He hiccuped again, before he felt a painful kick in his stomach, wincing. 

“What is it?” Voryn said softly, pulling away just enough to look down at him, while Nerevar rubbed his stomach. Another kick followed, and then with it pressure on his hips that made pain shoot down his right leg. He hissed, trying to shift to a more comfortable position. Voryn was at his side, hushing him, helping him lean back against the couch, before rubbing his stomach too. “Is that better?” 

“Yeah,” Nerevar mumbled into Voryn’s shoulder where he was now resting his head, the pain in his leg going away and the kicking slowing. “He--he really hates it when I’m crying.” 

“It’s a boy?” Voryn asked, a sort of wonder in his voice Nerevar knew very well. It was one thing to know about the pregnancy, but the more you knew about the baby and how they were developing, the more ‘real’ it became. 

“Yeah,” Nerevar couldn’t help but smile, warmth flooding him now as the tears began slowing. “The doctor said he’s able to hear things outside my body now too.” It was something almost magical to know, though a bit weird to think about how he could hear his stomach growling and heart beating before that (or still could, really). 

“Have you thought of a name?” Voryn asked, his voice soft, even more tender than before.

“I haven’t been able to think of one, no.” He snorted. “My mom said to just wait as she didn’t know what to name me until after I was born… But I also just kind of suck at naming things.” 

“I could…” Voryn began, his expression somewhere between hopeful and worried that Nerevar would refuse, “I could help you pick out names if you’d like, Neht.” Nerevar snorted, before laughing happily. 

“I’d like that.” He wanted Voryn to be a part of this, if possible. Part of him was still reluctant, anxious that Voryn would leave him eventually, but he was trying to force that down. He loved Voryn more than anything, and part of loving someone meant trusting them. His mom was right in that Voryn hadn’t done anything to break his trust, and Nerevar wanted Voryn at his side. He was prepared to do this with just his mom supporting him, but he wanted Voryn there helping him, supporting him, loving him. Even if Voryn might change his mind later, he wanted to believe they’d work something out. Voryn wouldn’t just leave him and their son coldly and callously, saying he didn’t care about either of them anymore, and if he did there would be hell to pay for it.

At his answer, Voryn looked overjoyed, warmth in his eyes. “Do you mind if I… Talked to him a bit?” 

Nerevar snorted again. “Go for it.” It would certainly be cute, right?

Voryn then kneeled down in front of the couch, pressing a soft kiss to Nerevar’s stomach. “Hi little one,” Voryn never had a more tender expression on his face than he did at that moment. “I already can’t wait to meet you.” He leaned in to press another soft, gentle kiss, and Nerevar felt a slight kick. “I love you so much. I can’t wait to hold you, sing to you…”

“A lot of it is going to be him crying and making a mess.” Nerevar reminded him, but mostly that was just to cover up the fact his eyes were already watering again. He wasn’t normally this much of a sap who cried this much, but he’d blame it on pregnancy hormones. 

“I’m sure I’ll be miserable alongside you, Neht,” Voryn looked up at him, still smiling so warmly it got Nerevar’s heart racing, “But I’ll still love our son dearly and treasure all the special moments we’ll have with him.”

He sat up on the couch once more, taking Nerevar’s hand. “Please,” He pleaded, now desperate, “Please let me do this with you, Neht. Please come back with me.” Seeing Voryn like this once again left Nerevar feeling like all the wind had been knocked out of him. “I want to get a place for us and our baby. I want to help you through this. I want to be there for you and our son.”

“I…” Nerevar knew this was a possibility, but he was still hesitant. Not because he didn’t want to trust Voryn, but instead because he had done so much to set up here. It wasn’t fair to ask Voryn to live in his mom’s house, but Nerevar leaving would mean packing up the nursery, getting a new doctor, not to mention traveling while pregnant and reworking his birth plan. Still, he didn’t want Voryn to leave him again either.

Seeing him hesitate, Voryn continued. “I think it would be good, Neht.” Voryn explained. “You’re used to the city more, you’ll have your friends close by… We can get whatever kind of place you want, move everything you’ve got for the baby in… We can even have a nanny help out a little after you’ve given birth so you're not exhausted.”

Nerevar didn’t like the last part. While he was missing his friends, along with pregnancy cravings for many restaurants back home, he didn’t like the idea of a stranger handling his baby. “Moving all of the nursery stuff seems like such a pain,” Nerevar groaned, “And I don’t think a nanny would be a good idea.”

“It is,” His mom chimed in, entering with Voryn’s mom. Nerevar jumped at that, forgetting the other two were also there. It seemed they were giving them some privacy to make up, but came in to check in on or speak with them. “You have no idea how miserable it is with a newborn.” His mother looked tired just saying that. “Even though I had your father, we were both miserable. The house was a mess, we were barely getting sleep, had no time to do laundry, and god forbid you heard the dryer go off if we did have time to do laundry, because then it would wake you up and you’d scream your little head off.” Nerevar glanced away; it wasn’t his fault, but he felt guilty putting his parents through that. 

“You’ll want help. Trust me. And if you have the chance to get help so you can have time to sleep and eat and shower without feeling like a zombie or being on edge, you should take it.” She sat on one of the chairs in the living room. “It’s better to look for one now while your head’s clear.”

“I thought you were going to help?”

“I can come too and help.” She shrugged. “I doubt you’ll want your mom staying with you long term, but I’m still not a professional.” 

“Besides,” Morvani began, “I assume you’ll want to go to college, right? It would be good to have the boy accustomed to a nanny from a young age. It’ll be harder on him if he has to adjust to someone new, and it’ll only make you anxious when you’re in classes. It’s best to find a good one ahead of time and all three of you adjust to them.” 

It was a good argument. He should get a feel for the nanny before he started college, that way he knew if he could trust them with his son while he was out of the house for longer periods of time for classes. He didn’t plan to go to college until the fall semester since he wouldn’t have enough time to recover properly for spring. A little over half a year would be plenty of time to adjust and see for himself if they were trustworthy. 

“… Alright.” Nerevar sighed. “I guess I’ll have to pack everything up.” Nerevar felt anxious about this, but normally Voryn was more anxious than him. If Voryn seemed alright with it, it probably would be.

[jedi-hawkins]

The Bad Batch "The Cavalry has Arrived" Watch Thoughts

spoilers (duh) I'm posting this now, after a first watch but I'll add more notes after my rewatch (I'm starting now)

medic Hunter

The sibling banter please I love them

So I had a thought… Hemlock’s eyebrow slit, yu think that’s natural or do you think he does it himself?

Rampart is so cocky love him

Their banter ugh

Emerie and Echo 😭

EMERIE!!

“Get into position” Omega immediately adopting the kiddos has me so soft

The signals!!

FACEPLANT SCARR!!

Omega’s theme playing!!

Wrecker no 😭😭😭😭😭 Don’t you DARE

ECHO WAS SO CLOSE TO GETTING INTO THE VAULT IM SOBBING

“Things are about to get very loud anyways” I LOVE HER

ZILLO BEASTTTTTT

THIS JUST KEEP reminding me of Tech’s “found her” in ep 2

ECHO KNOWS HOW SHE WAS TRAINED AND HOW SHE THINKS

“This puts him to sleep?” 😂😭💕

Crosshair you’re going to make me cry

“No you’re not”

This whole scene I’m going to throw up. Crosshair said the line and now Hunter’s “Plan 99”

“Echo’s handiwork, or Omega?”

“Omega.”

“My brother Wrecker hates heights too”

“Just focus on what’s ahead, not what’s below.”

Man fuck you, Disney

Aw their little shoulder taps

Damn Hunter’s good

“Not in your condition” I feel like there’s a subtext that Crosshair is also not in his game

I’m gonna throw up

(Later note) the “five deaths” quote Crosshair’s comment “Clone Force 99 died with Tech”

“Havoc five” 😭😭

“Hey kid. Hey other kids” Echo I love you

Noooooooo

Oh shit he’s trying to condition them

CLONE BOYOS

and they know Omega!!!!!!!!

I hadn’t even considered a Nala se death (?)

Hemlock wtf are you up to

Suicide bombing?

Fuck yeah Nala se

Echo noooo

“I have them.”

Fuck you hemlock, what’d you take off CX-2?

Okay. We’re on our feet…

Fuck you Hemlock

FUCK YES

the way they’re moving together

WET HUNTER

YESSSSSSSSS

CROSSMEGA HUG!!!!!

Project Stardust?

Aw the kiddos

Emerie doesn’t have her goggles, and she’s joining Echo’s cause

Echo’s leaving?? 😭😭

Her little lean into Hunter’s arm I’m so soft

Oldmega?!?!

Old Hunter, silver fox

“Thought you could sneak off?”

His little woven bandana and his ponytail

Batcher has a collar 😭

SHE HAS THE RED BANDANNA

LULA

TECHS GOGGLES

The two fingered salute

HE STILL HAS A KNIFE ON HIS BOOT THO

(Added Note) Wow, I haven't rewatched yet, but re-reading this yeah... I was definitely incoherent when I wrote these. I'm going to go back and give more context, don't worry, and I'll definitely type up my reflection review too. At the very least, I wanted to add this for Tech:

Rest easy, Tech. Your family is safe. Crosshair came home, you were right, his message was real. Though, you were wrong that he's unyielding, he changed. He healed. They all did. They saved the clones on Tantiss, and all of Hemlock's work was destroyed. Your brothers don't have to fight anymore, they were able to live out the rest of their days in peace. And Omega? She's a pilot, just like you. She never gave up on Crosshair, and they'll never forget you. We'll never forget you. Fly high, CT-9902.

[galacticxangel]

Wait I saw your comment on the meeting your mutuals/stranger danger post. You said you married your mutual? That's so cute. Have you shared that anywhere and if not would you share it here?

I’m pretty sure I’ve shared it passively, but I never shared the full thing just on its own, so I’ll do that here!

So back in Ye Olde Days (13 years ago), Ask Blogs were a big thing on Tumblr, and also, so was Minecraft! And wouldn’t you know it, I was running a little Minecraft ask blog. And then I came across another, which had amazing art and characters and I adored what I was seeing, so I followed, they followed back, I sent little asks, and we communicated that way! The blog I found was run by two people, @cosmic-anchor (Silvia), and her friend Lazzy (boyo where’s your blog). He’s still a mutual bestie today, as are a few other folks we met via ask blog shenanigans, like @knightlymoon and @ragnarode .

ANYWAY. We get to playing on a server together (we actually use a Minecraft version release date as our meeting anniversary, because it was right around the prerelease of Beta 1.8: September 9, 2011. How do we remember? Well, that’s when they released Endermen! And anyone familiar with Minecraft aakblogs knows just how popular those are today. But back then? HOLY crap. Everyone and their grandma has a Sexy Broody Enderman or a Sexy Broody Enderman Hybrid. It was. A lot), take to each other like a church on fire, and become besties! We have a little house together.

Long time passes, and we’re on pretty much daily communication, still playing games, etc. I went through basic training and she was one of the folks I sent letters to while I was there. We played D&D together (This was an entire fiasco where we lost one bestie due to an abusive relationship. She’s back now tho! Love you Lynn <3). Even in the military, when I got DEEPLY depressed, she was there for me and helped me out (I credit her for being alive today. I’m not sure I’d be here if she hadn’t talked me down and convinced me to see a mental health specialist). I get out of the military, get my own little apartment, and go ‘wait a minute. I can do what I want. I have a best friend I’ve known for like six years now. Let’s invite her down!’ And so we start planning our first

‘Down’ is an understatement. See, I live in Texas. She lives in Kentucky, literally a thousand miles away. And while I’ve got all my documents and paperwork and driving skills and travel under my belt, she… doesn’t. As the older sibling of a special needs person, and not from a very high income household, she didn’t have this stuff. So it’s up to me, and I’m too fired up about taking my bestie to a renaissance faire (yah we. Really nerdy lol) to consider anything but!

We get her costume ready. Her plane tickets. Her ids and everything, sorted. It comes to like. Two weeks before the flight. And I get a call at work. It’s Via. Now, this is weird. Over the years, we’ve kinda fallen into a system. Common communication falls into just a message (Skype at the time iirc, Discord didn’t exist just yet). Something kinda urgent gets you an alert ping (like @ing someone). Dire is a call. And my phone’s ringing.

Not good.

So I hurriedly excuse myself from the office to take it, and she’s in tears. Her dad’s gotten cold feet, and won’t take her to the airport like he promised because ‘what if I’m an internet predator’. I mean. I get it. I have a Southern Style family, too (This will come up later). But damn it, she’s an adult. We’re BOTH adults. Also, I just bought a round trip plane ticket! Also, at this point I know more about her than he does. He still thinks she’s straight. But he won’t take her because we’ve never met face-to-face.

It’s Wednesday. I look at my office door. I have my best friend, current queerplat partner on the line, sobbing apologies.

“Hey. Tell him to pick a place to eat. Dinner on Friday. My treat, okay?”

“What?”

“Tell him to pick a place for dinner on Friday. I’ll see you then.”

Thus begins the trek that cements me as ‘most unhinged friend when others need something’ in our friend group to the day. I go into my office, spinning a sob story about how some nondescript family member just passed and funeral and blah blah I need to go but I’ll be back on Monday.

Green light acquired.

I go home, and immediately go to sleep. I wake up around midnight, pack my bags into my little Kia, and off I go. 1000 miles. Now, remember when I said my family would come up later? Here’s later: I didn’t tell them. There was NO WAY they were going to just sit idle while I drove a thousand miles, ALONE, to meet someone I’d never met in person. I’d never driven quite that far, either. Not to say no one knew, I would plot two hours on my gps, send the path to Lazzy and Via, and check in when I hit the next stop. If I didn’t check in, they were told to call my parents if I was over an hour late. Which, obviously, I never was, because I’m typing this and not like, dead or anything.

I roll up to her local Cracker Barrel at 8pm on Friday, after easily one of the best experiences of my life (was out between cities on a clear, late summer night, got to see the Milky Way for the first time, got ‘adopted’ by a bunch of truckers at a truck stop I paused for a nap at). My hair’s a bit frizzy and I’m wearing a shirt that says ‘Watch Closely: I’m About To Do Something Stupid’. But her dad gets the firmest, friendliest Texan handshake I can give, and a bright smile.

Apparently, he never expected me to show. According to Via, I humbled him that day. I don’t pay for dinner, despite offering. I even stay the night.

She’s on a plane for Texas two weeks later.

(Bonus: it’s at the point I send a picture of the big ol ‘Welcome To Kentucky’ state line sign to my parents. This. Was not a good idea lol. But I had my big Texas meat swangin my ego and I was damn proud to be functionally unhinged. My dad scolds me and then gets me a hotel room in Little Rock, DEMANDING I stop half way on the way back. My mom calls me, yells at me, and then hangs up on me. Calls back an hour later to apologize because she wasn’t mad I went, she was mad that I was right when I told her ‘you’d have tried to stop me’. Ultimately fine, in the end).

There’s at least one other travel adventure (much easier this time! We were supposed to go to PAX South but were too lazy that morning so we ate pizza and played video games.

I move out of my apartment and start renting a house. I have extra room. And I think about my friend, who’s only left her tristate area twice now, both because of me. And I think ‘that’s my best friend! I wonder if she wants to move down here!’

Another 2k miles on my poor little Kia (who’s STILL KICKING BTW), and she now lives in Texas. This was about five years ago. We live in my little granny house that’s older than both occupants combined. You heard that right, though. Oh my god, We Were Roommates.

It’s about this time that apparently Via starts Getting The Feelings but BLESS HER she’s being SO GOOD because at this point I’m defining as Aro/Ace. Turns out it was just some anxiety/aversion because my previous relationship was turbo unhealthy! But I really like this chick, and I’m like ‘you know what, I’m scared I’ll mess up our friendship, but I’ll try these things. We already go on ‘dates’ and I buy you flowers occasionally just because I was thinking of you and we already snuggle every night because it helps us go to sleep’ yeah I was. Hm. Dense.

Anyway it takes off HARD and within the year, we’re married on the coast where I took her to see the ocean for the very first time, on September 9, 2023.

Our first anniversary is soon. 💕

[triplexdoublex]

technically yes nobody can save you but I agree that hearing your fav saying that they’ve been through the same stuff that u have is very comforting especially when dealing with mental illness cause it can be a very isolating experience. But it is your choice and decision to get better, your fav person can show u that they also went to therapy and how it has helped them and that can influence you to go and try it out but that’s still up to u. With Kells I think he’s struggling a lot even if he tries not to show it to not worry us that much, and from what I’ve seen I don’t think he feels deserving of our love and devotion to him or that his mind wants to believe that we will turn on him and he’ll end up alone as he was most of his life. The line “who am I when the music stops” imo kind of shows that he’s scared all the love and support will leave when he’s not singing no more, and that maybe everyone who hated will come out in support of him only when he’s dead, cause that’s what’s happened to a lot of artists who have passed (like he mentioned in his line “thinkin maybe the hate’ll finally go away if I’m not alive”). He definitely knows we love him through the support we give him on music and project but I think he’s scared to even through music really be honest with us cause he’ll be scrutinised for it. He’s got so many eyes on him now and I think he’s scared to lose the fame and publicity he so badly wanted for so long. I believe with “don’t let me go” he even said that it was a song he usually wouldn’t put out if he had more time to sit on it or something. and I think that’s why he’s also holding onto Megan. She helped him get the fame he worked so hard for years to get, he finally got the recognition that he so badly fought for and I think if he loses her he's afraid he’ll also lose that part of fame and the awards and such, not saying he didn’t get awards before Megan but she definitely helped him get to another level of fame and publicity. And I think if he loses Megan he’ll be made fun of in the media. At the start everyone was so out of their minds on how a guy like him could get the world loved hottie Megan Fox and if it comes out saying that they aren’t together anymore, even tho all the people who saw the relationship as toxic or weird will be happy, he’ll still be laughed at for managing to lose the “most beautiful women”. Like they made fun of him after the em disses, he’ll also be made fun of if he loses Megan.

TW// Suicide ideation

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Yes technically you’re saving yourself by making the decisions needed to better your mental health but sometimes you need that spark of hope to get you started and kells is that spark for a lot of people. I’ve had many sparks along my mental health journey one of them actually being song lyrics from the song “Self Conclusion” by The Spill Canvas. I was driving home from work thinking about ending it all, I already knew how I was gonna do it — I had recently had my wisdom teeth removed and this was back when they would give you prescription pain meds for literally anything (which is how how the opioid crisis started) They gave me Percocet even though I said that I didn’t want them because I was afraid of getting addicted (addiction runs in my family) He insisted I would NEED them. But I didn’t they sat in my cabinet full and unused, and I was planning to take the bottle. I had just pulled into my driveway when the song started playing , a song I’d heard a million times before but the lyrics “we all flirt with the tiniest notion of self conclusion in one simplified motion, the trick is your never supposed to act on it, no matter how unbearable this misery gets” hit different in that moment and felt like a sign to me to stay and get help. I sat in the car and sobbed for what felt like fovever , then went inside and got rid of the pills. And did start therapy shortly after. Yearsss later when I met the lead singer I thanked him for SAVING me! Of course I was the one who decided not to go through with it and to start going to therapy , but what if I never heard that song at the exact moment I needed it , would I even be here having this conversation… there’s a good chance I wouldn’t. So yes I believe I was saved by their music!

Kells definitely gets a lot underserved hate , he has shared many times that he worries about not being appreciated until his dead. Another lyric that comes to mind is “everybody hates, but can anybody love me, guess they’ll wait until my face is on the mural” i think he finally did get a little taste of being taken more seriously when Tickets to my downfall and Mainstream sellout both went number one and her acquired a bunch of new fans . But it must be so hard to know that pretty much everyone outside of the fanbase hates him.

I don’t believe Megan helped kells to rise to fame , if anything he boosted her non existent acting career ( when was the last time you heard about Megan Fox before they got together … maybe 2007ish ) Kells gained more fame for revitalizing the pop-punk scene, but I do agree that he will be dragged for ‘loosing Megan’ I’ve already seen evidence of it in social media comments

[merakiui]

omg cuz no i used to be obsessed with afterl!fe . i LOVED theo and verine (also noah <3) you can bet i SOBBED when the servers shut down. i still dont know why tho and im also really sad that there isnt more fan-produced content to compensate for how much i miss the game </3

Afterl!fe was the reason I began my blog! I’m still so sad it shut down and that there isn’t more fan works created for it. T^T and the termination letters that all the boys wrote to us. Those were so heartbreaking!! I wish they would have given us an explanation as to why it happened, but many theorized it was because they weren’t making enough money. Either way, I will forever miss my beloved soul reapers.

Aaaa you have good taste!!! I loved Theo omg!!!! The fish scene with Cyrille when he’s like, “Do you like fish? :)” and then proceeds to smash the fish into visceral shreds and then go, “oh, oops! I must not have did it correctly because it’s my first time.” THAT HAD ME SO :O !!!! Meanwhile, Cyrille is horrified LOL. Or that time when Nine was playing the piano with the manager and he was thinking, Only I should be allowed to play for the manager. AAAAAAA I LOVED HIM SO MUCH… truthfully, the Genshin fic “Click” was actually intended to be a yandere Theo fic. I had half of it written with Theo and the other characters who played roles in it (Sian, Day, Mori, Quincy, Verine), but I could never finish it and I didn’t want to just abandon the idea. So it became the Genshin yandere who did it? fic you see on my blog today! :D

AND VERINE OMG!!!!! VERINE MY MOST BELOVED AAAAAAA!!! He was so cute. I also had a yandere fic planned for him in which he was a sickly Victorian man living in solitude amongst the flowers in his greenhouse when he spies a kind noble lady from the window and proceeds to fall in love. <3

And Noah… he was so !!!! Looking so very disrespectfully. 🫣 I don’t remember too much about his story, but I think he wanted to become a police officer in his next life. Either way, Noah was so handsome and sweet and I like him a lot.

I also really liked Ell! His energy and optimism was really infectious. He was such a sweetheart. (*´꒳`*) I still have these screenshots of when you pick him and then when he introduces us to SNS:

AND LOOKING NOW I COMPLETELY FORGOT THEO’S USERNAME WAS SHE’S_MINE OHHHHH HE WAS SO YANDERE AAAAAAAA

[bellysoupset]

SOUP!! HI ITS ME 🦦 AGAIN!!

sorry i’ve been AWOL, life’s been a bit chaotic and i haven’t had time to sit down and fangoirl the way i normally do!! i’ve still been keeping up w every single one of the things you post tho, even if i haven’t been commenting!!! your writing is still my all time fav OFC and RAH i appreciate you and your stories sm <3

i don’t remember what’s the last thing i commented on but AHHHH ive loved so many of the most recent ones!! vince’s flu on wen’s bday!! the bromance, the way luke took care of him!!!! jon and leo’s engagement!!!!! so fucking cute and exciting sob!!! jon taking care of angie filled my heart w joy 😭 the jon and leo food poisoning one was also TOP TIER and omfg the fic abt vin overeating did THINGS to me 🤭🤭

totally off topic but i’m so sorry to hear abt your health scare!! sending the best vibes and hoping everything works out for the best! manifesting health!!!!

also, very random but i wanna know if i’m crazy and just reading into things? is it just me or have you been hinting at wen’s ED kinda being back? like ofc not full force but i feel like there’s been little things here and there that kinda point to that and if this is the case,, gosh you know i’m one of the biggest angst enjoyers so i would love for you to explore it a bit more if that’s something you’re comfortable with!! (and i also think it’s good timing bc it would make sense for it to get bad again at this point in her life with everything that’s been going on)

anyways i’m excited to see what’s next for everyone!! i’m probs gonna send one or two different asks w some requests hehehe 🤭

THANKS FOR EVERYTHING YOU DO!!

KEEP SLAYING!!!

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🦦!! Hi babe!! So glad to hear from you, I was missing you! How's life been treating you?

Tysm for the well wishes, I'm keeping all my fingers crossed!

About Wendyyyy.... Not really, no! Full disclosure, there was a plan to have Wendy relapse, but that was when I thought Vince and her would stay broken up! Instead, they got back together and are going more strong than ever, so that also fell out of the window!

I think what you might be reading on Wendy is that I've brought up her ED a couple times, mostly because I'm writing her getting more and more close with the gang (in particular Bella), so I imagine she'd open up more too.

I got a request a billion months ago that asked for Wendy to be sick and Vince to overthink and assume its her relapsing and I'm very in love with that ask still. I think it fits their current storyline, since he's away and Wendy IS very happy atm so I don't see her genuinely relapsing, and I'm gonna write it, I just gotta write a couple other things first 🙈

There was also a request for Wendy to have a migraine (long time since she had one!) and Max be the caretaker, with Vince being very protective of her once he gets there! SO no ED relapse, but there are some Wendy stories in the makings 💛

[snooneko]

Still watching Critical Role Campaign 1 - more random Vox Machina thoughts

Episodes 31 - 33

• I am digging the disaster bisexual vibes I’m getting from Vax btw

• Do they even have a plan here? Like. Guys. These briarwoods are terrifying

• Ok so Percy used to be POSH

• Holy shit. “Coz you’re at the bottom of my list” is the coldest line ever. God damn Percy I love you

• Fucking doors. They’re everywhere too

• Vax looking out for his sister is just lovely

• Liam. It’s always Liam. Leaping in the deep end without consulting anyone. (That nearly got Vax killed last time. Just saying)

• Ok. 88 dam with 1 dagger is ridiculous tho

• Plz just blow this guys head off Percy, he’s annoying me now

• What did I JUST say Liam?! Ffs. See how Vax is nearly dead again? See?!

• Damn it I’ve started caring about these fools

• Yes Percy you beauty - thank you

• Vax just did what now?!

• I did not see that kiss coming. Vax you are NOT smooth. Keyleth is adorably flustered. (Marisha too)

• Percy and his sister. Sobs

• Btw, it’s really something when one of the cast turns up with a (sexy) fucked up voice from work. (Or is that just me?)

(Note: absolutely no criticism and all the love and respect in the world for how these guys play, just to be clear)

[lightarin]

Confusions and Confessions

Commission for @epeljuice! Thank you for commissioning me!

Enstars Arashi x OC (Mayu)

Pining; fluff; confession

Word Count: 3765

How did we end up here?

Arashi stood in absolute shock as she tried to process what was happening, her violet eyes blinking rapidly as she took in the sight of the sobbing pink haired girl in front of her. 

“I know it changes everything! I’m so sorry! We can’t even be friends anymore because of this. It’s all my fault!”

“Mayu, calm down-” Her response was instinctive, a sign of their long and close friendship. Although she reached out to pat Mayu’s shoulder comfortingly, she was still trying to process the information herself.

After all this time… Is this really happening? I’ve wanted this ever since…

Her mind started wandering even as Mayu continued to babble her apologies. Of course, she wanted to respond to Mayu, and to tell her everything was going to be fine, but first…

First, she had to organize her own thoughts, and figure out how exactly things had ended up like this. 

For her, it had all started on a seemingly uneventful day…

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“So where are you headed now?”

Mayu gave the Knight’s idol a smile as she slipped her belongings into her back, her silver gaze friendly as she responded. 

“I’ve got to head to class. But I’ll see you later?”

“Of course~ We’ve got one of our girl dates planned today after all.” “You still haven’t told me what you planned.” “It’s a surprise!” Arashi smiled, hiding her emotions with practiced ease as she gently booped the pink haired musician on the nose. Mayu let her moment scrunch up momentarily before her features melted into an amused smile. 

Cute. Wait, what am I thinking? 

“Alright, alright. I’ll let you keep your secrets. I’ll see you later!”

“Have a good time in class.” Arashi’s smile melted away as her friend walked out of sight, her hand on her hip as she let out a quiet sigh. The third year turned away, brow furrowed slightly as she made her way towards the cafeteria, planning to get a quick snack as she waited for the pink haired girl. 

She did look really cute… But I can’t go thinking about stuff like that now. After all, Mayu’s only interested in guys and she's been one of my closest friends ever since last year. We’ve even talked about being as close as sisters. 

“Hello, how can I help you today?”

A cheerful voice briefly pulled her out of her thoughts, a quick order leaving her lips before she settled down into an empty seat, her eyes closed in thought. 

There’s no need to dwell on this so much. We’ll just continue on like we always have. I like things the way they are. There’s no reason to change it up now.

At least, that was what she told herself.

Despite her internal claims, she couldn’t ignore the way her mind lingered on Mayu. The way she could vividly imagine her pink hair fluttering in the wind, her gray eyes glimmering kindly, and the bright smile Mayu seemed to have just for her. 

She couldn’t ignore the way her heart fluttered at the thought of holding her hand, hugging her close, and maybe even…

“Here’s your order!” “Thank you.” The sudden arrival of her snack shook her out of her thoughts, the budding feelings quickly buried under her determination to keep their friendship normal. 

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It worked for a while. Despite the feelings that seemed to grow everytime they hung out, there was no noticeable change in the way she treated Mayu.

At least, she hoped there wasn’t.

Even with all intents to keep their friendship the same, Arashi found herself wanting to do more for Mayu. 

I know Mayu likes guys. I know she just sees me as a sister. I know it doesn’t make sense! But maybe… Just maybe! 

“Naru-chan? Are you listening?”

“Ah, yes, of course. I’m sorry. You said there was a new store you wanted to try going to, right?”

“Mhm! 

“Then let’s do it! We have a lot of time to shop after all!”

She walked beside Mayu, her mind wandering briefly once more. 

I wonder if we look like a couple to other people?

Her easygoing smile didn’t falter, keeping her thoughts hidden as she refocused on the girl she was walking with. 

“By the way, should we have a sleepover tonight? We can try using some of the nail polish we bought today.”

“Sure! Maybe we can-?!”

Mayu’s eyes went wide when she felt Arashi’s hand wrap around her wrist, suddenly pulling her closer with a displeased look. The pink haired girl was confused, wondering if she had somehow angered her friend, when she noticed a large group of friends bustling past them. 

“Sorry about that.” Arashi smiled as she let go of her, the warmth from her touch linger as the Knights member took a step away from her. 

“They looked like they would run over anyone in their path. Are you ok?”

She looked up into the purple gaze, slightly dazed as she responded.

“Yeah… Yeah, I’m fine! Thank you.” Mayu perked up when Arashi’s gaze sharpened with concern, letting a smile grace her lips as she reassured the older girl. Once Arashi was sure that her friend was fine, her shoulders relaxed, a sigh leaving her lips as she shook her head in slight exasperation.

“Geez, don’t scare me like that. Come on then Hime-chan, let’s get going.” “Right! By the way, what should we get for dinner? Or should we cook something at home?”

They fell into step with each other, a sign of how closer they were, as they continued their girl date, filling it with conversations that came easily. If she had looked closer, she would’ve noticed the way Arashi’s expressions changed throughout their conversation. The purple gaze softened ever so slightly as Mayu talked, the realization that would occasionally flash across her face, the briefest frown that flickered over her lips. 

All the signs of Arashi’s feelings for the girl in front of her, completely unnoticed by the one who only considered her a friend. 

At least for now…

✧✧✧

Mayu gazed out of the window as her teacher’s voice faded into the background, her mind wandering even without her realization. 

I wonder if holding hands with a girl feels different than holding hands with a guy…? It’s got to feel different kissing and snuggling girls right? I wonder if it feels nice… Wait- why am I suddenly thinking about this? 

Her brow furrowed slightly as she mentally shook her thoughts off, collecting her things as the bell signaling the end of the period rang. With the rest of the crowd, she headed towards the dining hall. 

But still… I’m curious. Would you have the same problems when dating a girl as you would when dating a guy? Some problems would probably stay the same right? 

“There you are, Mayu.” “Ah, Ristu? What are you doing there?”

She blinked down in surprise, eyes following the sleepy Knights idol in front of her, taking note of his relaxed smile. He yawned as he stood up, beginning to walk with her. 

“Mmm. I was practicing earlier, but I got tired so I wanted to take a nap.”

“Was it even comfortable there?”

He shrugged, leaving the question unanswered as he turned his curious red gaze to her.

“Anyways, do you have an upcoming test or something? You looked pretty deep in thought.”

She hesitated briefly, glancing at the people around them as they settled down into a table. 

“Well, I was just thinking about dating.”

Ritsu raised his eyebrows, leaning against the table as he suppressed a yawn from his lingering tiredness. 

“You like someone?”

“No! No, it’s nothing like that. I was just thinking about what it would be like to date… Well, to date a girl.”

“Why are you suddenly wondering something like that?”

Before Ritsu could respond, another voice threw all thoughts out of her mind, surprise filling her expression.

“Izumi?”

“What, am I not allowed to be here?”

“I just wasn’t expecting you.”

He let out a huff, looking affronted as he explained how he was in Japan for a few days because of a job, and how he came to Yumenosaki to check on the juniors in Knights. Mayu nodded in understanding, listening to his grumbling as her eyes wandered around the cafeteria.

“Leo didn’t come with you?”

“Nah, that guy still has a project to finish over there.” “I see. Anyways I was just wondering because… Well, I don’t actually know. I’m just curious about it, I guess.”

“Try it then.”

Izumi seemed indifferent, his blunt words making her pause and blink in confusion. Ristu gave her a sleepy smile before putting his head down to rest.

“There’s no harm in trying it. Maybe you’ll learn something new from it.”

“Maybe, b- Oh! Ara-nee!”

Mayu’s gaze lit up as she waved to the older girl who had just walked in, unaware of the scarlet eyes that watched the exchange silently. 

Well… I’m sure she’ll figure it out.

✧✧✧

Mayu clutched her pillow to her chest, struggling to catch her breath even as she laughed, affection for the girl beside her welling up. Affection that she herself had merely dismissed as affection she would feel for any friend. 

No, not any friend. Her best friend.

Her best friend that she adored, her best friend that she supported, her best friend she wanted to see happy. 

Her best friend who was currently telling her the most ridiculous story. 

“No way! That really happened?”

“Of course it did! This isn’t something I can just make up, you know.”

“That’s insane. I wish I could have seen it myself.”

“I’ll take a video of it next time.”

“Do you think it’ll happen again?”

“Who knows? But if it’ll make you laugh again, then I definitely need to record it.”

“Eh?”

“You’re cute when you laugh.”

Mayu blinked, unsure of why her curiosities about what dating a girl would be like were resurfacing, sitting up as Arashi smiled. The model set her own pillow down and climbed out of the bed. She leaned in, giving Mayu an instinctive kiss on the forehead before pulling away, seemingly unfazed. Her controlled expression made it seem like she was saying and doing all of this as a friend, her feelings still kept in check as she shrugged on her coat. 

“I have to get up early tomorrow for a job, so I can’t stay over tonight.”

Arashi talked normally, unaware of the shock that was sparkling in Mayu’s gaze. 

“Make sure to lock the door once I leave, ok?”

“Oh- of course! Good luck at work tomorrow!”

The idol smiled at her brightly, and Mayu nearly put a hand over her heart, surprised by the feeling that was fluttering in her chest. Instead, she waved at her supposed best friend, her cheeks flushing the moment her door shut. She quickly locked the door before pressing her back against it, slowly sliding down to the ground as she cupped her cheeks. 

What’s this feeling? 

Dazed, her fingers brushed over the spot Arashi had kissed, the lingering warmth making her feel tingly as she suddenly remembered a seemingly off hand comment that Ritsu had made once. 

“Haven’t you noticed? You get super excited whenever she’s around.”

Her cheeks flushed deeper, her heart thumping wildly as a realization dawned on her. In a panic, she pulled out her phone, her fingers trembling as she messaged the first person she thought of. When he didn’t reply, she started calling him, her mind swirling as confusion and realization swirled within her. 

“DAMMIT IZU-CHAN THIS IS SERIOUS! PICK UP YOUR PH-”

At last, his sleepy and irritated voice came through the phone, vaguely reminding her of the time difference between Japan and Florence.

“You better have a damn good reason to be calling me over and over or I’m ending you when I get back to Japan.”

“IZU-CHAN! I NEED HELP! I'M GAY NOW?”

“What? Why are you saying that like you’re asking me? I thought you knew that already, this is what you’ve been calling me for?”

“THERE’S MORE! I REALIZED I’M GAY BECAUSE I LIKE ARA-NEE.”

“Are you being serious right now?”

She heard a sigh on the other side of the phone, his irritation still evident in his voice as he shifted in his bed. 

“PLEASE. IZU-CHAN, HELP ME.”

“Ok, ok! Will you stop screaming already? You’re going to make me go deaf.”

His sharp tone helped her regain a semblance of sanity, and she sat silently, waiting for him to say something. 

“Look, obviously I support you, and the others will too. You don’t need to worry about that.”

He let out a sigh, obviously relieved that she had stopped shouting, and somewhat resigned to staying on the phone despite the time it was for him. 

“But really? Why her out of all people?”

“I… Well… She’s always looking out for me and things are just so easy when I’m with her! It’s always super fun and super comfortable, and I want to be even closer to her. Not only that but she’s also…”

Her voice shifted from panicked to romantic, not noticing the way Izumi let out another sigh. He swore to himself that he would teach her the meaning of sarcasm the next time he saw her in person, yet settled down to listen to her ramble on about her feelings. After all, she had chosen to come to him about this, and even if he would never admit it he was honored that she trusted him enough to call him before anyone else. It made him happy to have the chance to be an older brother figure to her. 

“Alright, alright. I get it. Are you going to confess to her?”

“...I…” “Don’t rush yourself. You can take your time to think about it.” He stifled a yawn in vain, the muffled sound reaching Mayu through the phone. In her calmer state, she realized just how late it truly was for him and immediately apologized.

“Thank you for picking up Izu-chan. I’m sorry for spamming you. I promise you I will make it up to you when you come back to Japan!” “Mhm… Just so you know, I’ll be holding you to that.”

“Ok!”

When they hung up, she moved from her position against the door, settling into her bed as she turned his question over and over in her head. 

Am I going to confess to her?

✧✧✧

“I don’t want to do this anymore!” 

Mayu ran out of the room in tears, ignoring the shocked expressions that were pasted on all their expressions. Even as she left she felt guilty, knowing that none of them deserved to receive the brunt of her tantrum, but she couldn’t help it. 

“Yuyu-chan, wait-!” Arashi’s purple gaze was filled with confusion and distress as the pink haired girl fled the room. The silence that followed seemed deafening, especially in the wake of the tantrum they had just witnessed. She turned to her fellow unit members, her eyes wide. 

“Did I… say something to upset her?”

Izumi and Ristu exchanged a glance, the black haired member letting out a slight yawn before slowly walking out of the room, leaving the explanation to the others. 

“I’ll check on her.” “I’ll go with-” Arashi stopped when Izumi placed a hand on her shoulder, the slight shake of his head keeping her in place.

“Let Ritsu calm her down first. Then she can come back and explain everything to you herself.” “...Explain everything? Do you guys know something that I don’t?”

“...You’ll see.” That’s if Ritsu manages to talk some sense into her. I swear, she doesn’t think sometimes!

Despite his seemingly harsh thoughts, concern filled him, his blue gaze darting towards the door even as he and the others started to clean up some of the mess in the room. 

✧✧✧

Stupid, stupid, stupid, STUPID! Why would you do something like that? I can’t believe I just threw a tantrum in front of EVERYONE! Over something so stupid too…

She let out a groan, burying her face in her hands, her tears still flowing as the last ten minutes replayed in her mind. Nothing serious had happened. In fact, the only thing that had set her off was Arashi mentioning Akiomi-sensei’s name. In her jealous fit of rage, she couldn’t even remember why, only that it had brought up her own feelings of insecurity and jealousy even if Ritsu and Izumi had repeatedly assured her that Arashi felt the same way she did. 

“I don’t want to talk to anyone right now.”

She hugged her knees to her chest, failing in her efforts to stop her tears as the sound of footsteps alerted her of someone else’s presence. Stubbornly, she kept her gaze on the ground, not even wanting to see who had followed her out. 

“Then I’ll wait until you do.”

Ritsu’s quiet voice responded to her as he settled down next to her, keeping his word and waiting quietly while she calmed herself down from her meltdown. 

“I am such an idiot.”

When she finally broke the silence she leaned back, resting her head against the wall that was behind her. 

“We all lose our temper sometimes. After all, I’ve done something like that before too.”

Her lips twitched to show a hint of a smile at the memory of the black cat that had clung to Ritsu, and the way he had responded to it. 

“Yeah, but that actually led to something good. All this did is hurt people and probably ruin my friendship with Ara-nee.”

“You don’t know that.”

Mayu rolled her eyes, meeting his red gaze with a huff.

“I acted like an absolute child. How would it not-”

“Mayu. Have you actually talked directly to her about anything?”

She fell silent, telling him all that he needed to know.

“Even after Izumi and I told you so many times…”

He let out a sigh that turned into a yawn, rubbing his eyes before nudging her gently.

“Come on, it’s about time you make things clear with her.”

“...Ok.”

The entire walk back to the room, Mayu felt as though her heart were going to burst out of her chest. Now that she had calmed down, the weight of her actions were falling on her, her guilt growing with each step. 

“It’s going to be fine. No one will be mad.”

“I bet Izu-chan will be annoyed.”

Ritsu let out a chuckle, his hand on the door knob as he flashed her a smile.

“That’s normal though.”

She giggled in agreement, smoothing out her clothes as he opened the door.

“Ah, she returns.”

Mayu winced at the sarcastic tone Izumi greeted her with, lowering her head to look at the ground as she hugged herself.

“I’m sorry everyone… You didn’t deserve any of that. I just… lost control of myself for a moment.”

She turned her gaze to Izumi and Leo, bowing in their direction. 

“I’m really sorry to ruin your visit back home.”

“Tch.”

“It’s ok! You must have been stressed, huh?”

Izumi merely crossed his arms as he gave her a look, silently telling her to do something about her feelings. Meanwhile, Leo just smiled cheerfully at her, not quite aware of the true reason behind her actions. 

“Are you feeling any better?”

Tsukasa tilted his head, his gaze glimmering in concern until she nodded in response, prompting a smile from the King. She took a deep breath to calm herself before she stepped up to Arashi, timidly raising her gaze to look into the confused and concerned gaze of the older girl.

“Ara-nee… I’m sorry for lashing out at you.”

“It’s ok, but… Is everything ok? Did I do something to upset you?”

“No, it’s just-”

Her voice broke as her eyes filled with tears once more, causing Arashi to look at her in alarm.

“I-... I have feelings for you!”

“Wha-”

“And I felt really jealous when you mentioned Akiomi-sensei because I know you’ve admired and liked him for a long time, and I know I don’t have a right to be jealous, after all we’re not dating or anything, but I just- I can’t help myself! I like you too much to react and-”

Mayu took in a gulp of air in the middle of her rambling, tears streaming down her cheeks once more. 

“I’m sorry! I know it changes everything and it’s all my fault! We probably can’t even be friends anymore! I’m sorry!”

“Mayu, calm down-” Her response was instinctive, a sign of their long and close friendship. Although she reached out to pat Mayu’s shoulder comfortingly, she was still trying to process the information herself.

After all this time… Is this really happening? I’ve wanted this ever since…

She had finally organized her thoughts and her memories, cupping Mayu’s cheeks just as the pink haired girl was about to pull away. It didn’t matter how they had got here, in all honesty, all that mattered was that…

They liked each other. 

Of course, she still had her questions. When had she gone from being straight to also liking girls? When had she started realizing her feelings? How long had she been hiding this? But all these questions were ones that could be talked about later, once they were alone. Arashi smiled as she wiped the tears from Mayu’s cheeks, letting out a giggle as she looked at her softly. 

“Yuyu-chan. Will you go out with me?”

The shock made Mayu hiccup, her eyes blown wide even as the last of her tears were wiped away by a gentle thumb. It was her turn to blank out, blinking rapidly as she processed the question that had just left Arashi’s lips.

“Huh? W-wait, what? Huh?”

Arashi giggled again, squeezing Mayu’s face slightly as she stepped closer. Joy was evident in her expression, and in every movement she made as she murmured quietly to Mayu, oblivious to the others who were still in the room with them. 

“I’ve liked you for a really long time now. If I had known you felt the same way, I would have asked you sooner. So, Hime-chan… Will you go out with me?”

There was a moment of silence, laden with the tension of all the things they had yet to say to each other, things that were left for later as Mayu smiled brightly, her arms wrapping around Arashi as she pressed their foreheads together.

“...Yes. Of course.”

[captainaikus]

Oh ew the OF accounts and sex bots are completely getting out of hand. I haven’t been notified of any new followers but I don’t trust tumblr to do so. I’m have to gonna check on that soon 🙄🙄.

And seriously for what reason are people flagging down your works for like 😭😭?? It literally makes no sense??? Some people are so rude and mean and spiteful for no reason like. Do better or screw off unintentionally quoting Ego here I’m sorry that this happened to you, it really sucks.

Ever since break started I’ve been in a kind of limbo. It feels so surreal not having any work to do. I mean I do have basic chores to do today like the laundry and vacuuming and stuff but besides that it’s a free day. I am. Very very very. Temped to start reading the blue lock manga. I know I said I’d wait for the anime to finish but like I need something to do 😭😭. I was starting my first TR reread since the last chapter but I only got in 3 chapters before I started sobbing and I haven’t even gotten to Akkuns first death or met Mikey and Draken for the first time again yet. I’m gonna have to chunk my way through it while sobbing and taking so many breaks because I will seriously never recover from this manga. OH AND I LOVE CHIFUYUS BIRTHDAY ART. Wakui continuing to attest that yes takefuyu are still canon in the reset timeline. It’s such a relief for me because those two are my comfort duo 😭😭😭. I also want to finish Chainsaw Man soon. I stopped at around volume 9 because I’m broke and was reading it at the bookstore and all I can say is that this series is definitely getting a reread cause I love analyzing strange works and concepts. THE MAITAKE COVER ASJKGFJKHFFGGG. The way I screeched when I first saw it like. I love how you worded it, they literally look like royalty together UGH. Suffice to say that yes maitake fans has a field day with the cover of volume 31 😌😌. I cant wait for the inside cover to be revealed. My prediction/demand is that it’s gonna be then as children childhood-friends-to-lovers. But I guess we’ll see.

Anyways. How are you Belle? Doing better I hope? How’s uni? Oh and when does your winter break start? How’s life? Im so happy tumblr is being cooperative now and letting you see my tagged posts 😭😭. Sorry for the constant tagging tho, there’s just so much I wanna share and I see something and I’m like “oh I wanna show this to Belle” you know? Oh and im so glad you liked that Oliver drabble 🥹🥹. I’ve got another one in mind for him but this time it might be a little more ✨spicy✨ so stay tuned 👀👀😌. I hope you have a great day and that the caramel frappuccino tasted great!!! *sending many virtual hugs*

- ✨ anon

Istg- i got followed by accounts from Czechia and Carolina this morning. Alright, I made my pinned post of Gojo's OF account but this is a writing blog; not even an OF promotion blog (╥﹏╥) unless... i draw some stuff

Tumblr decided to not let me post my rant- so here’s what I had to say

I revisited my childhood with watching DBZ... (i knew i said i would start one piece but the gym bro-ness got the better of me and i started watching it) someone please explain why does Goku's voice sound... i don't know how to describe it. i was so shocked about his voice, i was planning on watching the dub instead cause of it *crying* Honestly, Wakui did a really good job with the cover. Even when I was reading mangas online - I was so awed by the covers of the manga and when TR was on its peak here, i saw a lot of spoilers for bonten mikey. I never liked mikey... but this made me change my mind. And they (like every cover character i saw up until the Brahman arc looked like royalty. Even hanma-) I'm doing well! Contemplating to change the blog theme for some reason. It's not gonna be aiku ofc- he gets 0 screen time cause he hasn't come back from italy and i am mad at him with part 1 to ocean hues I'm on my winter break actually and omw back home. Fifa knocked the wind out of me. I feel sad cause Mbappé played really well (and he was sad too when they lost), i literally went to go keep my plate and he scored in 97 seconds of the first goal T.T . But i'm also really happy for Argentina cause its the first time in 36 years since Maradona that they have won the Wc and i cried cause they were crying on the field not to mention the fact that Messi played in their team as well - so it was bittersweet ending but also very well deserved! And yes i am a football head I can't see you in my activity still (maybe your visibility switch is off? i'm not sure) but i do get the number on my activity and that's how ik that you're there (⑅ •͈ᴗ•͈ ) I actually don't mind being tagged! and I enjoy the things you have to show me as well ૮⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝ ა (i saw some stuff where you tagged me- i'll be answering those soon, promise i'm not ignoring you ૮(˶˃ᆺ˂˶)ა ) I. absolutely. loved. the Oliver drabble ˃̵ᴗ˂̵. I still read it btw, cause it is absolutely precious. the deer headrest and the fact he wants to be a good boy made me go (๑✪ᆺ✪๑) did you say spicy 💀 *here lies Isabelle Aiku; beloved wife of Oliver Aiku who is unaware that he is married to her- * Starry you're gonna make me combust from the heat *sending back bear hugs*

*my man is so handsome (>﹏<) and yours is too*

[mayrikjanus]

Thank you @lil-melody for the tag!!!

Oh boy, let’s answer these questions…

Are you named after anyone?

My first name—no. My mom had just really liked the name her whole life and gave it to me. I hated it for a lot of my childhood but then I more recently found out the meanings behind it, and I’ve learned to love it :)

My middle name—yes, after my dad’s aunt. This name I always liked throughout my childhood because it is pretty but it doesn’t have as many meanings as my first name.

When was the last time you cried?

When I was sick in December and it changed my relationship with food; one of those days I sobbed harder than I can remember. I thought I was never gonna get better and it scared the shit out of me. My emetophobia suckssss

Do you have kids?

Hell nah, and I don’t really plan to either. Sometimes I go back and forth in my head about whether or not I want kids—cuz part of me does—but the reasons not to outweigh the pros for me. I’m much happier living a life with a partner and having it just be the two of us, at least that’s where I stand now. Things could change in the future, who knows

Do you use sarcasm a lot?

Only if I’m sure the person I’m talking to will understand that I’m being sarcastic lol. I used to have a crush on this dude when I was in HS and we both spoke fluent sarcasm but didn’t understand when the other was being sarcastic and it just ended up being really awkward. He friendzoned me but that’s beside the point

What’s the first thing you notice about people?

The way they’re talking to me. That’s one thing I will likely judge a person for, despite me overall not being a very judgemental person.

What’s your eye color?

Brown lol. I wish they were green, like true emerald green. One thing I’ll give the brown tho is when the sun hits em from the side; it looks kinda cool.

Scary movies or happy endings?

I don’t watch scary movies so happy endings. That’s the one way to walk out of a movie not feeling emotionally robbed lol. But as a writer I do prefer writing sad fuckin endings; either because I’m an evil writer or I’ve been through a lot of shit recently. Spin the mf wheel

Any special talents?

I’ve been playing guitar for about four years, and bass for almost four (which is crazy, I feel like it wasn’t that long ago that I started). I taught myself, which is something I’m very proud of!! I’m also a writer, I like to draw and paint, and I can sew (but literally all I make is mini Darons lol).

Where were you born?

California babyyyy

Not gonna specify what city though cuz Internet safety

What are your hobbies?

I think I mainly covered that in the “special talents” section but I like to do creative things—staring at a screen for entertainment gets old after a while. I also collect pictures of Daron Malakian like they’re Pokémon cards but I don’t really count that

Do you have any pets?

Nah, and I don’t really think I want any. I’ve never really been a dog person (was terrified of them as a kid) and I’m hella allergic to cats. I’m fascinated by snakes but any animal requires special care and attention and I need to make sure I can take care of myself before I look after another life, and I don’t think I’m fit to do that.

What sports have you played/do you play?

I was a club swimmer all the way up until August of 2022. Discovered that D1 level was not for me, and I haven’t resumed swimming since. I still swim to work out sometimes, but due to it being winter and all the pools here are outdoor (California things) I haven’t done it much recently. I do miss it though, and I may return just to compete again. It was really fun.

How tall are you?

5’7, just like Daron 😎

I always felt short though because the average height of the women I swam with was like 5’9 or 5’10 lmao

Favorite subject in school?

It depends on the year; I took a Forensics class last year that I really loved and it taught me a lot. Teacher was super cool too. I also liked Spanish; unfortunately the kids were loud and disruptive in my classes but the teachers were nice

Dream job?

Being a musician and going into an atmospheric science field, preferably one relating to climate. Emphasis on doing both; it’s an ambitious goal but I want to be able to do it. Also if I became a published author that’d be cool too

The OG post says to tag 15 people but most of my mutuals are already tagged in that post… I’ll tag u @citykani cuz I know u like to write :)

Thank you @lovely-menza for tagging me <3 This is the first time I'm doing such a post, as in, answering for questions in the post, without it being an ask game, so let's roll with it!

Are you named after anyone? Nope, my mom just heard the name on a party one day and she loved it ever since. And that's why I am named how I am named

When was the last time you cried? In the last year, quite a few months ago. It was connected with being laughed at by a close person due to him being after one beer and him not being able to drink at his age. And let's leave it at that

Do you have kids? Nope, but I would like to, if I find a good guy. I mean, I don't want a random weirdo or a creep in my life. I'm either getting a good guy or I'm living alone, without a care - I mean I have music...

Do you use sarcasm a lot? Only when i'm joking. Other than that, I'm brutally honest

What's the first thing you notice about people? Their eyes or smile. It's usually the eyes though. You can fake a smile, be more kinder with it, if you intend to do so. But eyes? You can't hide anything behind them. If you have bad intentions, it is shown in the way you look at someone. I usually am looking in the eyes when speaking to someone and when they speak to me I do the same. Let me tell you one thing - you can get scared shitless when you hear kind words and the person's eyes shine in a very bad way and you know they have bad intentions. I like to know if I'm safe or not

What's your eye colour? They are hazel. Once blue, the other time green, some other time gray blue or gray entirely or kinda white if I feel ill. Mom says that I usually have gray eyes when I'm very sleepy

Scary movies or happy endings? Happy endings. I like to see the adventure presented in the media I'm watching have a good ending. Additional point if I like the characters! Then it's double the fun to see them happy at the very end

Any special talents? Maybe it's not a special talent, but I can hear wrong notes in a song very often, catch the rhythm of the song - oh boy, if it's changing during the song then I have so much fun with listening to it! - and memorize the entire melody if I hear the song a lot of times. I literally sometimes sit and play the entire song in my head if it's too quiet. I did that on the last test on statistics! Hehe, silence in class and I was listening to Scars on Broadway in my head while counting - got an A, that proves something XD

Where were you born? Poland! I'm still living there and I don't plan on moving somewhere else - maybe to another city, but then again I don't wanna leave my parents behind so yeah (a little bit of babbling :3)

What are your hobbies? Listening to music, playing on guitar - I started playing in July in 2022, I'm not very good at it yet, but I have a lot of fun! - and maybe writing from time to time some fanfiction. I like creating ocs ^u^

Have you any pets? Yes, a female canary. She's my lovely orb of feathers, who has almost the same music taste as mine - oh GOD, I played "Alabama Song (Whisky Bar)" by The Doors yesterday on my phone to quickly clean and come back to watching a tv series. The feathery orb sung so loudly along with Jim Morrison and the rest! I wasn't expecting her to give such a bright concert ;u;

What sports do you play/have played? None, I am the person who hated sports XD

How tall are you? 162/164 cm I believe? I am fairly short

Favourite subject in school? Polish lessons. They were fun, despite that some of the school readings were boring. But I could listen to so much stories about the society in the past ages. This was interesting!

Dream job? Working in a library - I'm working hard to get to that goal

Tag 15 people... Let's see if I have so much mutuals XD @furiousbirdballoon @juliearchery107 @jimmysdragonsuit13 @malakianwhvre @explodingegg123 @itsdareeeh @cantag-curtis @diedeadenovgh @circle-bircle @w0rldl0ngg0ne That's all I can think of at the moment. If anyone stumbles upon this post and wants to join, feel free <3 The rest of tagged people? Join the fun if you want :3

[honeystwiggypeach]

I told ya you were going to see me here often and since we both love nanami as a dad, imagine a scenario where detective!nanami finds a little boy (and guess who’s the kid: “yuji ofc) in a mission and takes him back to the police station in hopes of finding his parents but then finding out he was an orphan that was kidnapped to be sold in the black market. So after a few weeks the police decides to put him in an orphanage again but now nanami feels some kind of connection with the kid and after talking with his wife they decided to adopt little angel yuji. Even tho being married for years they never really had plans of having a baby any time soon but that chances after meting that pink haired baby. So imagine nanami and reader trying to be the best parents that yuji can have. Maybe I’ll request for this to be a mini serie with different scenarios of the nanami’s household.

Let me know what you think about this bestie. I’ll be waiting for your answer and to request to other parts for this. *sits patiently*

Bestie I’m going to sob?????? This is such a good idea and I want to cry imagine like little baby Yuuji just clinging onto Nanami’s pant leg because he’s nervous??

Part two!

Tw- kidnapping, orphan, orphanage, Yuuji is implied to be a bit traumatized, reader cries, and is referred as mama, emotional exhaustion let me know if I missed anything(I’m not good at writing adoption so I didn’t describe it much!)

Also I made this a little scorcerless au😭so Nanami’s full time job is being a detective!

When Nanami went off on his last case, it took an incredibly long time for him to come home and when he did, something was wrong.

He seemed exhausted, more so than usual, maybe it was emotional drainage?

“Kento?” You called softly and he pretended to perk up letting off a soft hum as he glanced over at you from his recliner.

“Do you want to talk about it?” You always asked and it was normally always a no.

He let out a little sigh, “there was a kid…he was kidnapped” Nanami tried to never get connected to the people in his cases, and he felt like he tried extra hard this time when he was hired by the police station to find a missing boy.

In the end he’s quietly telling you that he got connected to the cutest little boy named Yuuji.

“He’s uh…still at the police station…I don’t know what they’re gonna do yet… hopefully they’ll find his family.”

Though when the two of you wake up a few days later, you’re both being called in which isn’t uncommon…you’re Nanami’s wife but you also work at the station as well.

Of course this has nothing to do with your job, “Yuuji’s parents were in an accident” the chief begins, Nanami watches you play with Yuuji on the other side of the one way glass.

You seem happy, “they unfortunately passed…so we’re going to send him to an orphanage” Nanami’s eyes widen.

“…” he pauses for a moment, for the past few weeks instead of doing his work Nanami had spent his time with Yuuji, carrying him on his hip around the office messing with his toy cars and even bringing him to lunch as he’d slip past you.

For that day it’s the end. When you two wake up once again Nanami decides he should at least ask.

“Wasn’t Yuuji cute?” You beat him to it, “maybe we should have a baby…” you yourself are confused, you’d never wanted a baby before but seeing Yuuji and interacting with him seemed to change your mind a bit.

“…you know Yuuji’s an orphan?” He asks setting his mug down on the table.

“…I didn’t know”you cover your mouth softly in remorse.

“Well…how do you feel about adoption than…” and from than on it was settled.

When Yuuji came home you couldn’t help but spoil him, of course being more familiar with Nanami he retracted.

Always hiding behind Nanami and clenching his pant leg. It had gotten to the point where you litterally cried in frustration upon hearing Nanami be called dad when Yuuji had yet to speak a word to you, and all you’d get from Kento was a be patient and you were you swear but it felt like forever!

But when Yuuji runs in after nanami had taken him to a little play date yelling out a “mama mama! Look” you also cry in joy.

You bend down gently placing your arm around Yuuji to pull him into you while he babbles about whatever he had drawn.

“That’s so nice honey, do you want Mama to hang it up for you?” Your voice is soft and watery as you speak with him.

“Yes please!” He hands it to you smiling happily.

Pls request more I love this so much I’d love to make it a series!!!!!

[babyjakes]

prize of the tail-end.

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event | kinktober 2021

prompt | anal play

summary | curtis prepares you for a new kind of torment.

pairing | dark!captor!curtis everett x reader

warnings | curtis has captured/“claimed” reader as his, dark!curtis (noncon), kinda soft!dark tho? idk, heavy use of petnames, crying, gagging, restraints, butt play (just fingers), fingering, forced orgasm, cum play?, mentions of previous forced vaginal penetration, implied forced anal penetration

word count | 1,036

an | this one turned out a lot darker than i planned, but i’m truly not complaining! i love a little sick&twisted curtis, especially with something like breaking in a virgin asshole, he wants to be careful but oh he’s so hungry for it– hope you guys like this one! also i feel like these blurbs are ending up much longer than originally anticipated but oh well! i forgive myself

The bare bones of your back ache relentlessly as they rattle against the wooden bench beneath you; with your hands tied above your head and your legs suspended in the air to spread you open like the wings of a bird, all you can do is sniffle down your sobs and hope, hope so desperately that you’ll be gifted some time to rest before your heartless captor returns from attending to his normal business organizing the tail-end.

To your complete horror, though, it’s only moments later that you hear rustling outside of the small cubby you’re tucked into, Curtis’ own personal quarters he earned when taking control of the cabin. More tears build in your eyes as you watch the doorknob only feet from your face twist from the intrusion of a key, and before you can even blink, the man himself has appeared in front of you, his expression imitating a sympathetic frown. “Oh angel, what’s the matter?” he asks, a tinge of hurt present in his voice. “Aren’t you happy to see me?”

“Please,” you beg hoarsely, watching as Curtis removes his coat in front of you, tossing it in the corner on top of his disheveled pile of clothes. “Please, just let me go- I-I promise not to cause you any trouble, I-”

“No, no, no, none of that,” his strong yet sensitive voice cuts you off as tears begin rolling down your cheeks. “Remember what I told you, sweetheart? You’re not goin’ anywhere; you’re mine now. I earned you. There’s no need to work yourself up over something non-negotiable like that; you’re only making this harder for yourself,” he dismisses, walking up to approach you before bending down to level his face with your exposed cunt, still swollen and agitated from his last round of abuse.

“Look at that, still dripping with my cum,” Curtis marvels at the sight of your glistening folds. As you suck in a breath to prepare another round of pleading, the man reaches down to find your discarded panties on the floor, wadding them up into a ball and raising them to your lips. “Open wide for me, pretty girl. ’m gettin’ sick of all your whining, and I don’t think you’d like what else I have to shove down your throat.”

Eyes as wide as saucers, you shake your head pleadingly, sobbing, “No, please-” But opening your mouth to speak is soon proven to be a mistake as the fabric’s shoved forcefully between your lips; now unable to make much more than a mutter, you cry heavily into the gag, but Curtis pays no mind to it. He’s much more focused on the mess between your legs.

“Come on, babydoll. Remember how good it felt last time?” Your cheeks burn with humiliation as you do your best not to think about the torture you were forced to endure, and how despite your best efforts, Curtis was able to play your body like a skilled instrument, ripping away every last drop of your dignity through his selfish chase of gratification. “Tightest fucking pussy I’ve ever felt,” the sick man groans, his voice hazy with lust as he brings a calloused hand up to dip into your cream-filled cunt, working one finger gently against your aching walls. “But I bet you have something even tighter for me, don’t you, princess?”

A horrified cry of protest rises through your throat only to be muffled by the makeshift gag as you put meaning to his words, your entire body jerking against your bonds as Curtis’ finger sinks down to rub over your puckered rosebud. A fresh round of tears overflows down your cheeks as his steady voice mutters, “Shhh, just relax for me, angel. We’ll get you nice and warmed up for me, don’t you worry. Wouldn’t wanna hurt my sweet baby, my perfect prize.”

Your gut burns brutally in shame and anger as your tiny hole is gradually coaxed open, a low groan escaping your body as Curtis starts forcing his digit inside of you. Though there’s plenty of slick to aid in the process, the sensation is still entirely overwhelming and terrible, a horrible sense of fullness overcoming you as the entire finger is eventually worked into your virgin bottom. “Look at that, takin’ me so well,” your captor praises, his encouragement completely unwanted as he starts building up the speed of his movements. “Bet that feels nice, doesn’t it, sweetheart? See, nothing to cry about.”

His words only make you cry harder as your sensitive walls burn at the intrusion, a light chuckle rising out of Curtis as he brings his other hand up to begin working your clit, earning a pathetic sob as his intentions have now been made clear. No, you plead inside your head, not again, but as a second finger’s added to pump forcefully into your quivering hole while tight circles are rubbed over your throbbing bundle of nerves, there’s nothing you can do to stop the warmth building up deep inside your belly. “There, that’s it,” the man grins before you, the hunger laced in his voice suggesting he sees right through you, sensing your approaching climax. “Don’t hold back for me, pretty girl; I can feel you squeezin’ me. You gonna cum?”

You shake your head frantically, but you know you’re not fooling anyone. With your clit on fire from such intense stimulation and a mortifying burn of pleasure building deep inside your gut from such profane penetrative measures, before long, you’re stumbling over the edge entirely, a gutted cry forcing its way through your fabric-stuffed lips as you clench down on Curtis’ forceful fingers, a triumphant laugh coming from his crooked smile as he cheers, “There you go, good girl. Squeezin’ me so fuckin’ hard- god. Don’t think I’ll last long at all with you squeezin’ my cock like this.”

When your high finally dies away, you’re left limp in your bindings, contact now blissfully lost from Curtis as he stands over you, beginning to work at the zipper of his pants. “Stay with me sweetheart,” he mutters as he pulls his shirt off over his head. “C'mon, need you awake for this part. I’m nowhere near finished with you.”

[bubbledumbbinch]

Hi, there! I'm new here! Can I get the dorm leaders' (including Jamil's) reaction to their fem! s/o who suddenly passes out due to stress and when she wakes up, she tearfully confesses that she was traumatized by their Overblots. What can they do to comfort her? Fluff/angst combo. Please and thanks!

Yes yes! I will only be including the people who have overblotted so far so no Ignihyde or Diasomnia yet!

I also am sorry I just didn’t want to make s/o faint in all scenarios? I did in most tho!! Sorry >< I hope this is okay!!

Also also, sorry I haven’t posted in SO long!! I just came back from 2 vacations including a week long trip to Disney world!!

Warnings: angst, spoilers for everyone’s chapters I guess?

Riddle Rosehearts

In the following weeks of Riddle’s overblot, he was working to try to be a better leader to Heartslabyul. However, old habits don’t die very easily. You saw Riddle’s wrath once again when he scolded some students who had gotten into a fight and had promptly used his unique magic.

“OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!!” His voice resounded off the walls and the harshness of his voice brought awful flashbacks into your mind. Then, everything went black.

When you wake, Riddle is over your body, his large grey eyes were scanning over you panicked. When he asked what happened, you broke down and told him that you remembered his overblot and fainted.

Riddle’s guilt would skyrocket. He never intended to hurt so many people including one of his closest friends Trey and especially not you. Even after a few weeks he didn’t realize it would weigh so much on so many others.

Riddle would turn red from shame while hiding his face in the crook of your neck. As he starts to chant “I’m sorry”s over and over, he starts to sob shakily, also making you start to release the tears that were in your eyes.

Riddle takes care of you personally - brings you to bed, attempts to cooks for you, studies with you, anything he can do to gain your trust back.

“I- I’ll be better. A better person. For you, for everybody in Heartslabyul, for me.” Riddle was hiccuping from crying. You kissed Riddle’s cheek and stroked it, trying to wipe his tears from his face. “I know, Riddle. I can see you trying every day and you’re getting better and better.” It was true. You personally saw him interacting with students and knew his relationship with everyone was improving. With time, things will get a lot easier to process emotions and the feelings from that eventful day.

Leona Kingscholar

Leona’s practice session for Magift wasn’t going as planned. You noticed he was getting angrier and angrier with his poor plays while sitting on the sidelines.

When he finally had enough he grabbed the disc and turned it into sand, growling in anger. He shouted at his teammates and physically threatened them.

You felt your heart stop as your boyfriend continued to scream. The last thing you saw before falling was Epel’s shocked face as you hit the ground.

When you woke up, the team members were all circled around you, only to be scared away by Leona’s growling.

When you admitted you had PTSD from his overblot, he looked away in shame. The beastman didn’t say much - it’s not like he COULD say anything. He knew he was wrong at that moment but he was only frustrated at the game.

Leona tries to spend more time with you by pulling you into his arms when he naps. He mumbles softly about being sorry and telling you he loves you. You know that it’s a lot for him to even do that, so it means a lot to you.

As Leona held you in his arms, you couldn’t help but tighten your arm’s grip on his. “My little herbivore… I’m sorry..” It was a whisper. Almost quiet enough to the point of you not hearing it. Soon after, the soft rise and fall of his chest indicated he was asleep. Leona’s pride was high. He never expressed his feelings through words - but feeling his arms embrace you protectively, you knew how sorry he was and how regretful he was to make you feel so upset.

Azul Ashengrotto

It had been a few months since you’d seen Azul overblot. You figured everything had gone back to normal - you were dating steadily, which was going well, and Azul treated you well.

One day though, he lost his control. Under his own stress and when his business affairs weren’t going as well as planned, he blew up and you heard him scream at someone from the outside the VIP room - all too familiar to the yelling he did when he overblotted.

You felt stuck - your feet were planted outside of his office and your nerves got the better of your motor functions. You knew you loved Azul but that moment when you saw his insecurities and too much power getting a hold of him, you were truly scared. You barely remember registering any memories as things started to fade.

“Shrimpy wake up!!” You were suddenly being shaken about, earning a gasp from you. Azul sighed next to Floyd and Jade. He asked you what had happened - he found you outside his office in a daze.

Once you truthfully told him about your memories of his overblot his expression fell. Azul was emotional and his feelings of rejection would flare up. You would need to tell him you still love him because something in him will tell him you don’t.

Azul spoils you a bit and makes sure you are not present or in the area, working in the lounge only when he isn’t dealing with complicated contracts.

Azul is also happy you weren’t traumatized due to the fact you saw his octopus form - he was very worried about that possibility.

“Angelfish, tell me, what is it you want? Anything, I’ll give it to you, please just forgive me…” Azul tearfully grasped your hands in his, glasses fogging up. It was seldom at times you saw Azul break his smile. “A-Azul, you can’t just give me something to make me forget. I need to process this and I wouldn’t be surprised if other people need to, as well. Just… be there for me.” You spoke, rubbing his cheek with your thumb as your hand cupped his face. Azul freely let his tears run down his face. “Of course, angelfish. I promise.”

Jamil Viper

You were simply looking over at the view of the desert sand from the common room of Scarabia. It wasn’t long after Jamil’s overblot.

Things have changed in the dynamic of the dorm - him and Kalim were closer now that suppressed feelings could be free, Jamil gained the trust back from most if not all the members, and you both started dating.

The more you stared into the distance, the more it reminded you of that fateful day. Visions of the dark red stormy sky invaded your thoughts while you swore you could hear Jamil’s sinister laughter growing louder and louder.

Memories being hurled from the dorm to the cold desert sand invaded your senses as you fell to the ground.

When you opened your eyes, you flinched back when you saw Jamil so close to you, making his eyes look hurt. Jamil would surround you with soft pillows and a silk sheet he must have borrowed from Kalim.

Once he finally pries your feelings out of you after you don’t want to tell him the truth, Jamil looks pained. He didn’t want to hurt you.

Jamil would give you time to think, knowing how much alone time is valued. Whether you want him to give you space or spend time with him is up to you.

“I’m, I’m sorry, y/n…” his eyes dropped to look at the floor, ashamed. “I’ll give you some time alone to think about our relationship, if that’s what you want.” The weight he added to the bed was lifted as the raven haired boy started to walk away. “No, Jamil, please stay with me.” Your voice seemed to shock him. He turned and looked at you, surprised. “I like you for you. I know you were having a hard time, and it was scary for you too. We can get stronger together! So please… don’t leave me.” You pleaded, cursing your voice for sounding weaker than you intended. Jamil’s brown eyes softened and a smile, a genuine one at that, made its way to his face.

Vil Schoenheit

Surprise surprise, Vil was checking the internet search results to see who the most beautiful one of all was. Vil had recently shot a movie and the trailer had come out an hour prior.

When the phone had still said the name he dreaded, he threw his phone down in frustration, making you flinch. He didn’t even know you were in the vicinity, you were in the hallway looking into his room as his back faced you in his room.

When you spoke his name softly, he replied callously in his response, making you freeze. His demeanor was mean to say the least, his eyes looked tired and he just looked angry.

It reminded you all too much of his overblot, which happened a few weeks back. You slowly backed into a wall and started to whimper.

Vil would realize his errors quickly and come running to your aid. He coos and strokes your hair, telling you he was sorry for lashing out. When you tell him it reminded you of his overblot, guilt racks through him.

Vil hugs you tightly and apologizes over and over. He would definitely be one to spend an entire day devoted to spoiling you, taking you to your favorite restaurant, giving you personalized facials, and shopping with you.

Vil knows this won’t resolve the issue, but he’s going to let you know how much you mean to him and how sorry he is, over time.

Vil looked over your shaking form with trembling hands. His soft, slender hands came to grasp your own. “Y/N, Y/N please answer me..!” You could only look away. “Vil, it reminded me of your… your overblot! I’m sorry…” your tears flowed freely now, staining your cheeks. You always thought you looked ugly when you cried so this only felt like salt in the wound. When Vil looked at you now, his eyes were looking into yours, deeper into you than what you physically offered. “I… that must have been scary for you, Y/N. I’m truly, so sorry. You had to see an ugly side of me that I never want to come out again.”